Page 36 of All of Us

“Would you mind if I took a shower? I love my horse, but I stink, which is not attractive.” He had showered last time, and it was incredibly difficult for me to keep my hands to myself. “Joe?”

I had no idea how long I had been standing there thinking about Gentry in the shower. “Um… Yeah. Shower. Sure.” That sounded all kinds of pathetic.

“Lost you for a moment. You okay?” He winked at me.

Shit. I wanted to latch on to him and go to the shower with him. “Yeah. Good.”

“You sure?” I was having a hard time thinking.

“You in the shower, wet and naked. It took my brain offline.”

He closed the distance between us and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me tight against him. He leaned into my neck, his lips dancing over my skin.

“You’re thinking about me in the shower?”

I tipped my head so he had better access. He took the invitation, kissing and nipping his way over my jaw to my mouth. The kiss was tongue-heavy and full of passion. A low moan came from the back of his throat. “Why don’t you join me? I wouldn’t mind seeing you wet and naked.”

Our tongues started to tangle again, and the slick heat went directly to my cock. This man did it for me, strong and powerful, but there was a gentleness to the way he handled me. I could feel the rumble in my chest as he plundered my mouth. We moved until a wall was behind us, which allowed me to feel how hard he was through his jeans. When Gentry’s leg pushed between my thighs and nestled against my balls, the ache became painful. My hips pushed forward, needing friction.

I wanted him, and from what I could feel, he wanted me as much. “Join me?”

“There is nothing I would like to do more.” He kept me tight against him, his mouth hungry on mine. His tongue claimed me, my cock solid and throbbing. The lust between us hung in the air, like a physical thing. A low growl escaped from me—I needed him.

I wanted him naked. “Come with me.”

Gentry stepped back, and I took his hand, leading him toward my bathroom. It wasn’t a huge shower, and the two of us together would be tight, but I didn’t mind. He made quick work of my shirt and pants. Once my underwear was off, I could feel the beads of precum running down my shaft.

His mouth was on my skin as soon as it was exposed. I enjoyed how his lips felt above my clavicle. He bit me, then would run his tongue over the same spots, soothing the sensitive skin. The sound of his zipper was distinct as I pushed his pants down his hips, taking his underwear with them. When the waistband cleared the head of his shaft, I gasped.

“You okay?" He looked at me, a small smirk on his lips. He had heard my response when I had uncovered him.

“God, I want you.” It wasn’t like me to say things like that, but he was gorgeous. The head of his cock was purple and leaking. He was thick and long, and briefly, I worried if I could handle him. I turned on the water, letting it warm up. As we stood there, I leaned up and kissed him gently. “So very sexy.”

I loved the smile he gave me, then he removed the rest of my clothes and put them on the counter. As soon as I was naked, he stepped back, his pupils were blown out completely. The way he looked at me was different than Dusty; there was so much desire in those eyes.

“You are the incredible one.”

Those were words I never expected to hear from anybody. I never knew words could make my body light up, but his certainly did.

In the shower, his lips connected with mine again. It was sweet; his tongue teased, and his hand rested on my waist. As we parted to catch our breath, he reached behind me, coated his hands with body wash, and then started to wash my chest.

“That feels nice.”

He looked at me with a slight smirk on his lips. “I like touching you.”

I leaned into the feeling of his hands all over me. When he moved to my balls, it made me shudder—gently he massaged and tugged on them. The fact that he didn’t touch my leaking cock was infuriating, but I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations.

He stopped cleaning me and stepped back. Unsure what to do, I waited and let the water run over my face. When I opened my eyes, Gentry was on his knees in front of me, and it was shocking, but more so, it was exhilarating. He looked up at me, and my heart nearly beat out of my chest.

“Gentry.” The word came out in a whisper.

“May I?” He asked.

“Seriously?” I swallowed hard. “Yes.” I swallowed again, “please.”

With his lips slightly parted, he licked along my hip and followed the muscle down to my groin. He nuzzled my balls, sucked one into his mouth, his hand slid up my stomach, and under my straining erection. The back of his hand grazed the glans, then stopped slightly above the root.

“I would love to spend hours touching every inch of you, then use my tongue on those same places.”