Date: Thu, 15 Oct 1998 12:14:54 PDT
From: Ben M <swim_43@hotmail.com>
Subject: Squeaky Clean

Sitting in the shower the other day, I had a flashback to a wild shower 
I had a few years back.  I was 29 and my lover and I had pretty much 
begun shacking out together.  It was a Saturday morning and I was headed 
to a brunch with some friends.  I left him sleeping in the bed as I 
crept into the shower.

I felt the water pour down on me and began feeling amorous.  I soaped 
myself up and began stroking my dick.  Tim entered the bathroom and 
could see through the etched glass of the tub enclosure exactly what I 
was doing.  He slipped into the shower and when I heard the door move on 
its rollers, my heart leapt into my throat.  I was hoping that he would 
wake and find me just as I was, stroking my hard on and panting.

He reached around and moved his hand on mine and began matching my 
strokes.  I turned my head and found his mouth and tongue as we kissed 
deeply.  My tongue traced his as I hungrily sucked it in.

His hard shaft, about 8 inches long and fat when fully extended, was 
pressed up against my ass and was slowly rising.  I pushed back, pinning 
it between my ass and his thigh.  I could feel it pulse and grow.  His 
other hand reached for my balls, which he kneaded in the palm of his 
hand.

I let go of my hard shaft and reached around to caress his firm, hairy 
cheeks, pushing him close.  His penis had reached almost full extension 
as it pushed against me.  The blood rushed loudly in my veins and I felt 
myself getting dizzy from the heat and excitement.  I was worried that I 
would collapse and crash through the glass enclosure.  I told him I had 
to get out or I would soon do just that.

I didn't turn off the water, but followed him as he pulled me, dripping 
wet, by my dick, out of the shower.  We didn't bother drying off as I 
went into the hall and then into the living room.  He dropped to his 
knees and began sliding his tongue around my hard seven inches.  
Shivering in the relative coolness of the living room, I ran my hands 
through his wet mane of hair and watched as my dick disappeared into his 
expert mouth.  I stroked his head softly as I let myself become 
mesmerized by the soft tonguing and rhythm of his sucking.  I was 
transported to heaven.

I was groaning and moaning quite loudly as he forced my legs apart with 
his hand and began exploring my asshole with two fingers.  I almost 
screamed as his fingers impaled me and then whimpered at how good it 
felt.  He finger fucked me furiously and gulped my dick in such a fury, 
I began shouting that I was going to cum hard and soon I did.  I could 
feel the tension build in the base of my rod and the impending eruption.  
He stroked and let the cum splash on his tongue and face, and it dripped 
from his beard.  He laughed lustily as he sucked at my extremely 
sensitive head and I twitched uncontrollably.  Both hands were on his 
head as I grinded my hips into his face.

I was desperate to reciprocate.  But when I fished for his dick, he 
forcefully pushed me back on the couch.  Pulling my legs apart, he 
slowly eased a condom on his dick and then waited for me to grab the 
shaft and direct it to my open ass.  He loved it when I would take his 
rod and use it like a dildo, forcing it into me.  I griped him hard and 
slowly circled my opening and occasionally pushed the flush head 
partially in.  As I got the head in for about the third time, he pushed 
hard.  I gasped and he was in.

With his knees on the edge of the couch he began pumping into me.  I 
pulled and squeezed his nipples.  He loved it when I talked dirty to him 
as he fucked me, so I began telling him what a great, fleshy rod he had 
and how much of a whore I was for his dick.  He kept repeating, "Yeah, 
baby.  Ohhh, yeah, baby."  The veins on his chest, neck and head stood 
out as he strained.  Before too long, his rhythm began sporadic and I 
knew he was going to shoot into me.  His bals slapped at me and I 
reached down and gripped them tight and soon he came, screaming, "Oh 
sweet bitch!"  I pulled his balls to match the spasms and he squirmed 
uncontrollably as he came for what seemed like minutes.  Eventually, he 
just collapsed on me as his dick shrank in me.

I was really running late, so I managed to stagger into the shower, 
clean myself up.  When I got out, he was wrapped in a blanket, sound 
asleep on the couch.  I kissed him, got dressed and headed out.