Do(n't) Drop The Soap

We couldn't help it. The day was just too hot and we were both far too sweaty to just stand there in our own musk. We simply had to get a shower and cool off but what happened in the shower, well, that was the fun part of getting cooled off.

You might not remember me but my name is Alex. I know it's been a while since I last wrote to you but a lot has been happening recently. One of my straight friends is dating this girl for a few months now and she's the one who found out I was single and put me in touch with her best friend who is also gay. So, we went on a date to see where things would go. As it turns out, he is this really nice guy who is also demisexual just like me. Oh, that's another thing I forgot to mention. Since I last wrote to you, I came out as a gay demisexual which basically means my sexual attraction to a man grows once an emotional connection grows for him. That terminology has certainly helped my friends understand why I don't want to go for hookups. But I digress.

On our first date, we went to an awesome restaurant and hung around a mall for a few hours. Then he took me to this overlook on top of the mountain where we could see the whole city below us. It was truly romantic and one of the best memories I have from this past year. After all, most of the year was spent indoors because of the pandemic. But we said goodnight to each other and he gave me a tight hug. There was no first kiss on that date but for some reason, it felt right nonetheless.

After we both got home, he texted me that he was home safe and we started making plans for a second date. That's when he began to tell me how horny he was around me the entire day. Apparently, when him and I were wandering around the mall and went into this store called Spencers, I really turned him on when I picked up some rope and told him all about how I've gone climbing before and I know a thing or two about tying someone up. Then on the mountain overlooking the city, I said something again which made him pretty hard in his pants and it was difficult for him to stop himself from getting on his knees and blowing me right then and there.

I was flattered. I never had a man want to go down on me seeing that I'm normally the bottom and submissive one but it was incredible to hear. So, we texted all night and helped each other jizz in our shorts with some sexy talk. Soon he had to go to sleep for work in the morning but two days later, we had our second date where he gave me a big kiss. It was really romantic and a sweet way to end our second date together.

A few days later, I was packing my bag and heading to his apartment for a sleepover for the first time. He and I both knew how horny we were and we both knew what was bound to happen. That's why I took some lube with me in my bag and brought some rope just in case he wanted to play more than once. I was right by the way.

As I got to his apartment door, he gave me a quick tour around the studio apartment he rented. It was nothing special but still pretty cozy for the city he lived in. It only took us a few moments before we were making out on his bed and my body was on top of his, pinning him down. I could feel his cock pressing up against mine with only the fabric of our shorts keeping them apart. The next thing I knew, I was letting his one hand go as it slowly made its way down to grope my shaft and balls from the outside of my shorts.

Evan and I made a pact the night before that we wouldn't jerk off for no other reason than to have a larger load for each other when we saw one another in person the next day. He told me in his text messages that he doesn't like wasting cum and even when he gives a handjob, he would much rather I shoot into his mouth so he could swallow it all and not waste a drop. That's when I knew I had to have his lips around my cock because he was a man after my own heart. I seldom like to waste cum either, after all, it's my single greatest treat every night for myself. I know, I'm a cum whore...what else is new?

With his hand now around my balls and stroking my shaft from the outside of my shorts, he began asking me a few questions. For instance, was I cut and how big I was. But I kept telling him to find out for himself instead of answering 20 questions. Truly, I just wanted to kiss him more and it wasn't a time for talking. And that's when he started unbuckling my shorts, reaching his hand inside to find my freshly shaved skin, and began stroking me inside of my jockstrap. And yes, I wore a jockstrap all the way to his place because I knew they wouldn't last long on me.

That's when I began stroking him from the outside of his shorts as well. Before I knew it, he was asking if I minded him doing more but I wasn't about to stop him. So, I let him flip me over on my back on the bed as he tore off my pants, shirt, and jockstrap. My cock was the only thing sticking straight up to the ceiling and my body was all his. He gave me a few more kisses before licking my neck, chest, and then licking my scrotum and nibbling on my balls with his soft lips. It hurt just a bit but in a great way as if he was trying to squeeze out the cum from my balls right there and then.

I looked down just in time to see his face looking up at me. His tongue was now circling my frenulum under the tip of my cock head and I couldn't help but moan in anticipation for what was cumming next. He slowly wrapped his lips around the head of my cock and went as far down as he could. I felt the pressure of the back of his throat on the head of my cock as his lips were acting as a slick Fleshjack to my shaft. I couldn't help myself from brushing his hair and controlling his head movements with my hand as I pulled on his hair and pushed it down on the back of his head.

It was my first ever blowjob that any man had ever given me and I wasn't used to it. So, I asked him to use one of his hands too. Gladly, he agreed and started using his saliva and my precum as a lubricant for his hand as his lips kept gliding up and down my shaft. Every few times he went up and down my shaft, he would pull his head off of my cock completely and would stroke my cock with a faster and faster pace. Soon, he went down after stroking my cock once more and I couldn't hold it in any longer. I grabbed the hair on his head and held him down. I could once again feel the pressure from the back of his throat pulsating on the tip of my cock. He started to gag just a little as my cock exploded deep into his throat, forcing him to swallow every last drop right away.

He came back up and started kissing me again but this time, I could taste my cum on his lips and it was incredible. For once a boyfriend of mine let me go first and for the first time ever, he went down on me without me having to beg him. Before Evan, my exes wouldn't even go down on me after I begged and begged. I once gave three blowjobs in a row to an ex, one immediately after the other which understandably took a while, to beg him to blow me in return once but he never did. So, with going first and so easily, I wanted to blurt out that I loved him right there and then but I stopped myself.

Through our kisses, I began reaching under Evan's shorts once again and stroking him. He soon flipped over and I pulled off his shorts completely as he quickly took off his tank top shirt. I went in for another kiss and then stuck my nose in his armpit as him and I both like the musk of another man's pits after a long day. Then I kissed his belly as I made my way to his 8-inch cock. He didn't shave down there like I do but it was still a big tree in a small forest.

I licked his scrotum and licked all the way to the top of his shaft as he leaned back onto the pillow and relaxed for what was about to cum. He grabbed my hair like I did to him first and began controlling my every move. My tongue was on his tip and I decided to have a little fun with my meal though. I circled his tip with my lips and began sucking in as I let my lips glide down and up just on the tip and the top glands of his cock. I sucked on the tip of his shaft until he was ready to explode. He tried forcing my head down but I stopped completely and let him hang there without cumming.

I'm not used to being the dominant one but I am a year older than him and he's the one who got excited over me having rope skills so why not show him who's really in control during our first time together?

"Why'd you stop?" he asked politely while trying to catch his breath.

"You'll cum only when I want you to and you haven't felt anything yet boy" I replied.

"Fuuuuuck!" he moaned as his head fell back down to the pillow. My lips once again circled his tip and this time, I took my hand to hold back his hair and went all the way down until my lips touched his scrotum. I gagged a little because I wasn't used to such a big cock in my mouth but it only took a few strokes up and down before he was trying to hold my head down again and ready to explode. So, I backed off completely once again.

I gave him a few seconds to calm down and then wrapped my lips around his shaft once more. My one hand was still holding down his hair around his groin but this time, I took my other hand and started spreading his ass cheeks from below him on the bed. I started taking my finger and circling around his bussy, fully realizing he is versatile just like I am and leaning on some of the things I enjoy doing to myself when I'm about ready to explode.

One last time, he held my head down and this time, I kept going. I was ready for his load to be shot inside of my throat so I buried my face on his cock and started gagging on his shaft. Oh, and I slightly thrust my finger into his man pussy as I felt the first few shots hit the back of my throat. What can I say, this wasn't my first rodeo.

As he stopped shooting, I picked my head up but used my saliva and some of his cum as lube to keep giving him a handjob. And I didn't stop stroking him no matter how much he tried pulling away until he came a second time all over his chest. By the time it was over, him and I were tuckered out so we cuddled and took a nap for a few hours before he woke up and made me dinner. And yes, he made me my favorite meal, spaghetti because he heard it was my favorite and ran to the store that morning to get the ingredients.

The following week, he came up to my house to visit me for our next date night. I was working that day in a college helping them with their theater production. I'm a stage crew member and go from place to place, helping projects of all sizes. But Evan was running a bit earlier than expected and decided to visit me at the school I was working at that day. I saw where he worked the previous week and he thought he would see what exactly I do for a living too. I'll be honest, at this point, he was melting my heart with romance.

The theater was blazing hot because the sun was beating down that day and the fans in the school chose this day to completely break. By the end of the show, the audience was sweating pretty bad, the actors were gross, and the stage crew including me were drenched in our own sweat. Stage crew is required to wear full black outfits for these shows and you're under super hot spotlights while also trying to move giant set pieces on and off stage which is not an easy task even in the best of conditions.

So, by the end of the show, I looked wetter than a towel left out on the clothesline in a thunderstorm. My hair was not pretty at all and even my boxers were soaked through under my black pants. I had a change of clothes in my bag in the car so I was hoping to get to it before Evan arrived but right after the show, he found me off stage. I told him how sorry I was for looking so disgusting but to be honest, he looked nearly as sweaty as I was.

"Didn't you get the air conditioner in your car working yet honey?" I asked him.

"No, it was just blowing hot air the whole way here. So, I opened the window," he replied.

"Well, you better get that fixed before summer. Plus your car is all black so that doesn't help matters."

"True. Great show by the way, I only got here at intermission but I could tell it was great."

"Thanks, cutie. So, I'm going to clean up backstage then I have to grab my bag in the car, get a quick shower in the locker room downstairs and I'll be right back up to meet you. Okay?"

"Don't you have the keys to this place for the weekend, Alex?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I was just curious. Have fun babe. I'll be here in the auditorium whenever you get done."

I went off to clean up backstage after the final show of the weekend. By the time we were done, I could see Evan scrolling through his phone sitting in a random seat in the audience as the families and cast members all left the building one by one. The other crew members were just as wet with their own sweat but they were tired and wanted to go home.

"Hey, Samantha...(the director of the production), do you mind if I get a quick shower downstairs before I head out. My boyfriend is here and it's date night so I really want to smell nice for it."

"Yeah, no worries Alex. You have the keys to the place, so just make sure to lock the place up when you leave."

"Awesome, thank you, Sam. I owe you one."

"Hey, what are backstage besties for. Great work tonight Alex. See you in a few weeks for the next show."

I quickly grabbed my bag from my car and went down the stairs to the locker rooms. I got my clothes all ready and grabbed some soap and shampoo from my backpack. Normally, I would use the bag for going to hotels or Evan's apartment but it worked for this really hot workday in the pinch. I walked over from the makeshift locker I was using for my things and walked into the tiled showers. The shower room had six showerheads, two on each wall to the left, right, and in front of you. There were silver knobs to control the water temperature on the wall at arm's height. They each had a small indent in the tiled wall for a bar of soap to be stored while you got your shower. The tile all around was light green, like it is for many of these older buildings from that era. The ceiling had four fluorescent lights shining down onto a brown and black tiled floor with a large drain in the center of the 8-foot by 8-foot room.

I went over to the shower head right in front of me, placed my soap on the tiny shelf in the tile wall and my travel-sized container of shampoo on the floor, against the wall. I started the water and made it as cold as this building would let me go. I just spent the last 3 hours burning up on stage and it was time to get cooled off. I rinsed off a little to get some sweat off of me and let the water rush over my head which felt amazing after being hot for so long.

Then, I grabbed some shampoo and started washing my hair. As I started rinsing it out of my hair, I heard someone from behind me call out, "Don't drop the soap. Or do. Whichever is fine with me." I turned around, quickly covering over my cock and balls to see Evan just standing in the doorway to the shower room, blocking my exit.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were waiting upstairs for me."

"It's really hot up there so I thought I might come down and enjoy the real show. But now that I see the show, I wanna join."

"Do you even have a change of clothes?" I replied.

"In the car but that's more for tomorrow."

"I mean if you want, you can hop in just to cool down. I don't mind."

"And it's not like I never saw you naked before. So, you can stop covering over your cock anytime you want babe," he said as he started taking off his shirt and unbuckling his shorts.

"Oh, right...sorry," I replied as I took my hand away to reveal my cock to him once more. But my cock was already at half staff and growing by the second. I never took gym in high school for this exact reason. Being in the shower with another man who I find attractive, which is pretty much every other boy I went to school with back then, my cock would have given away how gay I was. But this was Evan, my boyfriend, and my dick couldn't control itself from getting hard for him.

Evan took off the last sock from his feet and walked into the shower room with me. I began to rinse the shampoo out of my hair once again as he came up from behind me and held me tight in his arms. I could feel every inch of his chest against my back and every centimeter of his chin against my shoulder as he whispered to me. "Well, look at this kid. He has a boner in the shower. He must be gay."

"Very gay..." I replied in a soft voice, "but honey, we can't play here. What if someone catches us? I'd get fired in an instant."

"Just relax. We'd hear them from a mile away. Those stairs are way louder than I expected and it was a real challenge getting down here without you hearing me."

"Yeah, but what if?"

"Just relax," he replied as he held me even tighter to his chest and his hand started making its way down to my fully-erect cock. He stroked it with the shampoo still dripping from my hair onto my shaft. He took his time and used the softest touch with his hands to stroke my shaft. Before too long, I was ready to cum all over the tiled wall in front of me and I began panting from having dreamed a locker room shower scene so many times in my wet dreams and watching so many of these scenes in porn over the years.

Sadly, he knew what it meant and stopped stroking me completely. I guess he was now getting his revenge. "Dang it..." I called out to him.

"Don't worry, I have bigger plans for you." he quickly whispered into my ear. "Get on your knees stage boy."

He forced my body back up against the wall. I could feel the cold tile across my back as his cock was poking out right in front of me. It was there at that moment that I noticed his cell phone propped up against his clothes right outside the front doorway to this shower room but I didn't care if he was doing something a little evil. It was sexier than anything else. Then, he pushed the tip of his cock up against my lips and I opened wide for his shaft. My head had nowhere further back to go, it was against the wall but as the submissive one that night, I didn't care. He began face-fucking me with the water still rushing down his smooth chest and some ending up in my mouth. It tasted sweet and a little sweaty but it just made me harder.

I began rubbing my hands up and across his chest and playing with his balls and scrotum with my other hand. Meanwhile, he was going full speed in and out of my mouth with his long shaft. With my left hand, I started pinching his nipples and twisting them slightly to make him cum even harder. With my right hand, I reached it back through his spread legs and started fingering him slightly with my middle finger. I was hoping he would cum even harder this time compared to last.

But quickly, he pulled away and ordered me to get on my feet again and face the wall. I was confused and thought maybe I went a bit too far with trying to finger him so much or maybe he didn't like his nipples being pinched. But instead, he got right behind me again, wrapped his left hand around my chest, and took his right hand to finger me from behind, while pushing me onto the wall so I couldn't move.

His finger started penetrating my hole and I could feel my cock in a gentle pain from wanting to explode so badly. I began to moan but Evan quickly took his left hand off my chest and covered my mouth so I couldn't speak. "We don't want those teachers upstairs to hear now, do we, Alex?"

"What teachers? This is college?" I mumbled from under his hand.

"They would probably give us detention or even expel us if they caught us down here. But you're the one who got hard in a shower room, so I'll just blame it all on you stage boy," he replied.

He began thrusting his finger into my hole as deep as it could go and then I felt another finger slowly gliding in right beside the first. "Don't you wanna make the star of the basketball team happy Alex?" he called out to me in a dominating tone.

"Mmmm, hmmm," I mumbled again, now fully embracing the role he was clearly wanting me to play with him.

"Are you ready for something a bit bigger?"

"Yes sir," I mumbled

"What was that slut?"

"Yeah...." I mumbled while trying desperately to catch my breath from the anticipation of getting fucked for the first time...and in such a sexy situation.

He pressed the tip of his cock up against the ring of my hole. I heard him spit down to his cock and slowly push into my bussy with an increasing sensation in my ass. I was opening up for him but I genuinely don't know how. I didn't warm-up or practice last night. I wasn't expecting us to go this far today so I didn't even prepare in the slightest but my ass was just in pure bliss. Sure, it was my first time with a real man instead of a dildo (or two) but it should have been painful. Instead, it was like heaven and I forgot everything. I couldn't even feel the water pouring over our bodies at the moment because all my feeling went straight to my hole for his cock.

Soon enough, he was all the way in and called out to me again in his dominating tone, "You like that stage boy?

"Mmmm, Hmmmm."

"What was that?" he called out as he started to thrust in and out of my hole slowly while removing his hand from atop my mouth so he could hold me tighter and control how fast he was breeding me.

"Fuck yeah, please fuck me harder."

"Careful what you wish for slut." he replied as he started pounding my ass so hard you could hear the clapping of his thighs against my ass cheeks.

"You deserve it after your big win today against the Wildcats," I called out in my very submissive voice, fully aware the Wildcats were the rival team he actually played against in high school basketball.

His cock kept sliding in and out of my hole with ease. Each time, it felt like he was getting quicker and it seemed as if he was somehow going deeper into my body. He kept pounding on my prostate and because it was my first time getting fucked like this, I was nearing my breaking point. But I didn't tell him to stop. I was the slut in this room and he was my superior so it wasn't my place to speak up and give orders.

He kept moaning out how tight I was and I kept replying with how good he looked on the basketball court and begging for him to leave his cum deep inside of me so I could feel like my body was being properly used. But soon I was past my breaking point and I couldn't say anything but moans. He kept pounding my ass as fast as he could go. My cock was pressed down from being pushed up against the wall so I began to shoot cum all over and down the inside of my thigh. I could feel each warm drop hit my leg and drip down.

Evan wasn't quite there yet but he sure was having fun inside of me. From being pounded so hard, my cock didn't go flaccid like it normally does after I cum. Instead, it kept upright and kept begging for me to grab it but the wall was in my way and Evan was having too much fun.

What felt like ten minutes went by and my ass was still being hammered. That's finally when he pulled out and ordered me to get on my knees again. I quickly knelt down to face him, opened my mouth wide with my tongue sticking out, and closed my eyes as much as I could shut them so no cum ended up in them. He grabbed his cock with his hand and began stroking his shaft as fast as he could. I started playing with his scrotum and balls. Just when he was starting to shoot his load all over my face, I pulled down on his scrotum to add some pleasure to his sack and make him cum even harder.

His cum ended up covering my face, my hair, and only a few drops landed in my mouth. As soon as I felt him stop shooting, I began sucking on his cock to get every last drop out of him. I slowly backed off and started heading back into the pouring water to wash the cum off. But Evan grabbed me back and started wiping the cum off of my face with his fingers and feeding it to me like the good slut boy I was.

He then used some of his own cum to start giving me a handjob while he frenched kiss me and pressed me back up against the wall, this time facing him. As soon as my back was all the way against the wall, he quickly made his way down to wrap his lips around my shaft and use his hand and mouth to blow me. I knew I already came but he didn't know that yet. So, why should I stop him?

He kept stroking my cock with his soft lips until I was again at my breaking point. It took some time to get to that point again but it didn't seem like Evan minded a bit. He was enjoying the taste and licking the bottom of my cock as he made his way off and on it again and again with his mouth. I suddenly felt like I was nearing the breaking point again and quickly reached my hand up to cover the showerhead above us to keep it from pouring water down onto us. That way he could swallow my entire load rather than dilute the amazing taste of cum with water. He went all the way down so my tip was now pushing against the back of his throat once again before I started shooting another few shots of cum deep into his mouth.

He made his way back up to kiss me before I spanked his ass from our gentle embrace. Finally, I grabbed the soap and started washing his body because he was just as dirty as I was in the water now.

"How come it took you so long to cum? Normally when I fuck a guy, it's much faster compared to when I just blow him," he asked me.

"That was my second of the day. That's why it took you a while." I replied.

"Oh, so we're jerking off before work now aren't we?"

"No, I came when you were fucking me," I replied as I bent down and wiped my cum off my inner thigh. "See, you made me cum twice just now."

"Wait, you had a hands-free cum?"

"Yeah, that was the first time that's ever happened to me."

"Wow, I've never made a guy cum with just his prostate before."

"Well, I like showers and apparently I like getting fucked by basketball players."

We both finally got washed off. I washed him with soap and he washed my body. Neither of us missed a square inch of each other's bodies because we didn't care how long it took. He even got hard again but there was always more time in the car ride back to my place or back in my apartment later on. We stopped the shower and I put my soap and shampoo back in my backpack. He started putting his clothes back on and I heard his cell phone make a little beep sound, a sound I vividly remember as the "stop recording" sound effect.

"What was that Evan?"

"Okay, I have to be completely honest, I sort of recorded our whole shower because it was a much better show than the one from upstairs," he replied.

"Well, if we're being honest, I saw your phone sitting there when I gave you a blowjob and I pretty much figured out what you were doing."

"Oh really now, then why didn't you stop me?"

"Because you're gonna send me the video that way I can remember my first time and so I can jerk off to you fucking me as many times as I want when you're not here."

"Oh am I now? I thought I was the dominant one today?"

"You were but the scene is over and by the way, don't ever post it anywhere because my director would kill me if she found out what we did down here."

"Done. I mean, you're a great fuck, Alex."

"And you're a great fucker but now I'm you're only fuck forever and ever."

"Fine with me," he replied as he kissed me on the cheek. We got all our clothes on and headed upstairs, locked up the building, and went back to my apartment. This time it was my turn to be the top before we went for dinner.