You are still befuddled that all you can do is grunt. The man, Sean, takes this as an affirmative . The warm water against your body starts to waken you up a little, and you take in your surroundings a little more. The shower area is more private than the place you have just walked through, but there are other showers, and a couple of men under them.
"I'm not going to do anything you don't want," says Sean, and lathers his hands with soap. He is standing in front of you, and rubs the soap against your chest, causing your chest hair to bulk up with suds. This is unusual - you have never had chest hair before - and is not unpleasurable. You turn around, allowing Sean to soap your back. He moves in closer to you, and puts his arms round your front, against your stomach. You feel a pressing against the small of your back, and realise that this must be Sean's penis, hardening. His hands reach down to your cock, soaping it, and you can't help it starting to get hard. You are straight, but this soapy hand against your shaft is as sexual as if it was a woman playing with your cock. You reach full erection, as Sean caresses you gently, all the while having warm water fall against your body.
"That's right," he whispers. "Now let me suck you." |