There was a knock at the door and a voice called in, “Showers are yours.”
Riley put his legs down from Van’s shoulders and said, “Can you pass me the shirt under my bed?”
Van reached between his legs and brought up the black bundle of fabric. It unrolled in his grip revealing Riley’s dry cum stains. Van smirked. Riley took it to mop up the mess on his stomach and gently kicked Van in the chest as he said, “Let’s go shower.”
Digging his dresser, Riley found a clean shirt and pair of underwear, but before he could put them on Van opened the front door. Riley quickly covered himself as he turned to see his naked roommate standing in the open doorway in just his shower sandals and mask, with his towel and toiletries bag in hand.
“What are you doing?” Riley asked.
“Going to shower.”
“Aren’t you going to put some shorts on first?”
“Is that an order?”
Riley stood up straight and thought about it for a moment. No one else was supposed to be leaving their rooms until their turn was called, and it wasn’t like they would be standing at the door looking out the peep holes. There was something about Van’s total confidence and obedience that gave Riley what he needed to put his clothes back in the drawer and grab his towel and mask and sandals. He stepped up to Van, letting his cock swing free.
“Alright, let’s go.”
They walked down the hall in silence with just the flap smack flap smack of their sandals. Riley slowed down so he could watch Van’s sculpted ass as he walked.
In the shower room Van hung his things in one of the centre stalls and walked straight back to start the water without closing either curtain. As the hot water hit his skin the air filled with steam and his muscles glistened. He smiled at Riley, who suddenly realized he was standing in the door with his naked back to the hall.
Inside, Riley moved to the next stall to hang his things, but Van’s voice came over the divider, “There’s lots of room, you know.”
Embarrassment tingled his skin, but it was quickly buried by the excitement pumping through his chest. He stepped around the divider and entered the outer section of Van’s shower.
His hair was wet now, flat and darker against his head, and the hot water had brought out the colour in his skin. His cock hung low and thick.
Riley started getting hard and he tried to casually cover himself.
Van didn’t say anything and stepped to one side to make space.
Riley plunged in, wincing at the heat. Van liked more extreme temperatures than he was used to, but he couldn’t let himself show weakness. Their dynamic had changed. Van wasn’t just the confident jock, he was Riley’s obedient model.
Standing in the shower, with only inches of air and splashing water between them, felt even more intimate than what they had done in their room. Riley found his eyes drifting over every part of Van’s body as he gently soaped himself: his strong hands, his shaved chest, the crease of the skin where his pecs met his arms, the smooth curve of his clavicle, his sharp jaw, his lips.
Van met Riley’s eyes.
“Whatever you want,” he whispered.
Riley licked his lips and said what he wanted, “Kiss me.”
Van obeyed.
With eyes closed and the white noise of the water drowning out everything else, Riley was completely consumed by the touch of their lips. There was no hesitation from Van, of course. He kissed like he had posed for the naked photos: with total confidence. He enveloped Riley in his strong arms.
In that moment Riley was acutely aware of how thin and light he was in contrast to his roommate as Van moved him effortlessly back against the wall, his hands on Riley’s neck and waist, pressing their naked bodies and hard cocks together as Riley’s back hit the cool tile. He could feel Van’s strength and potential to control, but he’d seen that obedient hunger in his eyes as he sat on the floor with Riley’s feet on his shoulders, his tongue gently fucking Riley’s hole because Riley had ordered it. Van was completely under his control.
He pushed Van back and said, “Rinse off, quick.”
Van stepped back under the water and quickly wiped away the soap suds. Riley did the bare minimum to clean himself and grabbed Van’s wrist to lead him out.
They grabbed their towels and bags without drying off and left the shower running behind them.
Riley barely broke stride as he knocked on the next door and called out, “Shower’s ready.”
A moment later they were back in their room and Riley turned to Van and ordered, “Lay on your bed.”
Van did as he was told, kicking off his shower sandals and laying his wet hair on his pillow.
Riley opened the curtains wide and Van’s damp body shone in the bright sunlight. He kicked off his own shoes and started to get up on the bed when he remembered what was missing. He picked up his camera off his dresser and crawled up on the bed, placing it on the sheet beside them.
“Stay still,” he said as he knelt between Van’s legs and reached for his cock.
The thick shaft was hard and warm in Riley’s grip, and he gently stroked it as he held it up to admire the smooth shape.
Riley watched Van’s stoic face as he leaned in and extended his tongue and made contact with the tip. Van’s flat expression broke slightly and Riley grinned and wrapped his lips around the head to swallow his roommate’s cock.
It was warm and delicious, and the skin was still moist from the shower, but Riley had other plans. He savoured it for a moment, sucking it in as deep as he could, which was barely more than half way, but he was focused on getting as much spit on it as he could.
His hole still tingled from Van’s tongue, and he wanted more.
Riley crawled forward and straddled Van like a body pillow as he positioned his cock where it needed to go.
True to his orders, Van didn’t move. But his mouth opened slightly as Riley pressed his hole against the tip of his cock.
He pressed down, impaling himself on Van’s bare cock head, relishing the feeling of his hole, still relaxed from Van’s tongue, stretching to accommodate.
After an inch, it was far enough inside Riley’s ring he could let go and put both hands on Van’s firm chest as he slid slowly lower.
The pressure and pleasure built together as Riley focused on getting as much of Van inside him as he could. He hadn’t taken anything too deep before, but the slow and steady method was working. As the head brushed Riley’s prostate he let out a soft, “Fuck me.”
Van’s hands gripped Riley’s waist and pulled. His cock slid the last three inches and Riley nearly toppled over at the sudden force and control of Van’s grip. He looked up, the shock showing on his face.
“Was that not an order?” Van asked, innocently.
He was as deep inside Riley as it was possible to be, and Riley felt Van’s shaft flex, pressing all the buttons to make Riley’s own cock twitch with pleasure. He let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding in and reached for his camera.
“Fuck me ‘til you cum inside me.”
Van’s fingers tightened on his hips and suddenly Riley's weight meant nothing. Van slid him up his cock like he was a fleshlight. He reached the last inch and then he thrust his hips and pulled Riley down to fuck him deep.
Riley threw his head back in shock and ecstasy and clutched his camera to his chest as he experienced Van’s full power. He was even stronger and more athletic than he looked, and as he thrust in and out, Riley’s entire body succumbed.
Then he heard Van gasp and whisper, “Oh fuck,” and Riley looked down to see the pleasure breaking through his stoic expression.
They were far from the hot water of the shower, but Van’s chest and neck was flush as he fucked Riley, his eyes focused on where they connected and on Riley’s throbbing cock.
It was the break in Van’s armour that gave Riley another rush of power. His cock throbbed. He got the camera into focus just as his untouched cock twitched. Riley gasped and moaned as his sudden orgasm shocked him, his load flew through the air and splashed across Van’s chest, painting his naked body with cum streaks as high as his neck. The camera shutter never stopped as Van fucked him faster and threw his head back on the pillow, arched his back, and gripped Riley’s waist, holding his cock as deep inside as possible. Van moaned and bit his lip and erupted. Warm cum filled Riley up, surrounding Van’s cock, making their connection slick and sensitive.
The screen on Riley’s camera flashed red: storage card full. He put the camera down beside them and put his hands back on Van to hold himself up. He ran his fingers through his cum and traced the shape of Van’s abs.
“You’re going to keep following orders when the lockdown is over, right?”
Van could only nod.
“Good boy.”
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