The Shower Room

"Are you alright sweetheart?” Jeremy asked, jogging over to the bathroom.

“Were you busy?”

“Just trying to throw together some lunch, nothing that couldn’t wait.” He sat on the edge of the bathtub. “Is there something wrong?”

“No, I was just…” Yan let his voice trail off into silence. The truth was that he just wanted to get Jeremy into the room but he hadn’t gotten as far as to think of an excuse. Perhaps he should have planned better.

Jeremy realized this fairly quickly and decided to play along. He grabbed the bright pink puffball Yan had hanging from the faucet and squeezed some soap on it.

“Here, I’ll wash your back,” he said, gesturing for Yan to turn a little.

“You just want an excuse to touch me.”

“Like that wasn’t your intent?”

Yan remained silent, realizing he was caught. Instead of replying he complied and was soon enjoying the feel of Jeremy carefully washing his skin.

“How are you feeling? You aren’t uh… bruised or anything are you?” Jeremy asked casually.

“I don’t know, maybe you should check.”

Jeremy groaned. “Yan that was weak, even for you.”

“Hey, I had a bad day!” Yan said with a pout. “Cut me some slack, alright?”

Jeremy laughed decided once again to play along. He set down the puffball and reached under the water. Yan tensed as Jeremy’s hand found what it was looking for and squeezed gently, eased up and squeezed again. Jeremy leaned in towards his ear.

“How does that feel?”

Yan opened his mouth but failed to answer. He tried again. “Good, that’s good. No pain there.”

“I’m glad.”

Of course Jeremy didn’t stop, he had no intention of stopping. In fact it only took five minutes for him to be completely stripped and in the bathtub along with Yan. It was a tight fit but they managed with Jeremy sitting behind Yan and Yan leaning back against Jeremy’s chest. It was sexual, but also quite romantic and cozy.

“I really was concerned you might be bruised or something,” Jeremy said, running a soapy hand over Yan’s bare shoulder.

“Thank you. I’ll be okay, nothing that a little vigorous exercise won’t fix.”

“I see.”

“That is, if you’re okay with that idea.”

Jeremy answered with his actions, reaching down and once again wrapping his hand around Yan’s penis. He started stroking gently, doing just enough to get Yan going before he would stop to tease him in other ways. Once again he had Yan completely at his mercy and God that was a wonderful feeling.

“So you’re for it then?” Yan said through labored breathing.

Jeremy kissed Yan’s temple. “Yes.”

“I’m nervous.”

“Huh?” The sudden revelation caused Jeremy to stop his movement and crane his neck to look into Yan’s eyes. “You’re nervous?”

“Yeah. I know it’s stupid, I mean this is hardly my first time but I’m… nervous for some reason.”

Jeremy smiled. “Yan there’s a lot about your sexual past that I don’t know and I’m fine with that, but given what you’ve told me… I’d say this will be your first time.”

“I hope you’re going somewhere deep and meaningful with this because otherwise you’re just going nuts. Jeremy I’ve been with a lot of-“

Jeremy put his finger to Yan’s lips to silence him. “You can make fun of me if you like, call me cheesy, a hopeless romantic or whatever but I believe this will be the first time anyone has ever made love to you. There is a different sweetheart, and this is why it was so important to me that we wait. That night at the club if I had gone back here with you it would have just been sex. Yes I started falling for you the moment you came to talk to me but I wasn’t there yet, I wasn’t head over heels in love like I am now. Now it’s different.”

Yan didn’t know what to say. Jeremy was right of course, he’d had more sex than most people he knew put together but there wasn’t much in the way of emotion to go along with it.

“I’ve always been so confident,” Yan said quietly. “I guess you’re the first guy to ever really know me.”

“And I consider it a privilege.”

Yan smiled. “Come on, let’s get out of the tub.”

He stood and climbed out, Jeremy following close behind. Before Yan could even grab a towel Jeremy had him in his arms and the two were engaged in a very deep kiss. The fact that they were dripping wet never even crossed their minds as they awkwardly made their way to the bed without breaking their connection.

Once they reached the bed Yan broke away in order to lie back on the mattress. Jeremy watched from the bedside, mesmerized by what he viewed as complete perfection. Yan’s pale skin contrasted sharply against the deep purple bedding and the pink of his flushed cheeks gave him an almost innocent appearance. Jeremy stared, knowing the attention was making Yan nervous but not caring. No matter how many times he had seen Yan naked and no matter how many times he would see him naked in the future he would never be seeing him like this again, no one would. This was his alone.

“Jeremy?”

Jeremy smiled at him and joined him in the bed, kissing him immediately. He only briefly lingered on Yan’s mouth however, instead choosing to begin his kisses at Yan’s collar bone and work his way down. He mixed his kisses with gentle bites, tugging just enough at Yan’s flesh to make his breath and heart rate quicken.

“Touch me,” Yan whispered in a pleading tone.

Jeremy shook his head. “Not yet.”

Ignoring the impatient whimpers that soon followed Jeremy continued his path, kissing down Yan’s chest. He chose to ignore the erect nipples that seemed to beg for contact, and once again he heard Yan protest.

“Jeremy!”

“Patience sweetheart,” Jeremy said with a grin.

Yan of course didn’t want to be patient and was going to fight being forced to if possible. What he didn’t realize was that his insistent pleas only fueled Jeremy’s teasing, prolonging the delicious agony.

Jeremy trailed kisses down Yan’s stomach and hips leaving tiny red marks behind as he went and driving Yan completely crazy. He couldn’t understand why Jeremy was purposely avoiding the areas he wanted to be touched most and the frustration was only continuing to grow. Jeremy of course knew exactly what he was doing.

Still ignoring Yan’s whimpers and pleas Jeremy ran his tongue down the inside of one of his thighs. He was almost ready to take things further but he was having a great deal of fun teasing the young man first.


He repositioned himself so that he was between Yan’s legs which he had spread lightly. The erection that was practically screaming for attention awaited him, the small bead of clear fluid calling to be lapped up. Even Jeremy couldn’t resist that kind of plea and soon his mouth was engulfing Yan’s penis. He bobbed his head up and down, holding onto Yan’s hips and urging him to join his rhythm. Yan was eager to oblige, bucking upwards to meet Jeremy’s mouth, abandoning any sense of pride as he tried so desperately to reach his orgasm. He didn’t want to stop, he didn’t think he could stand Jeremy teasing him anymore. Suddenly none of his other lovers had mattered and he was back in his teenage years, young and inexperienced, thinking only of stopping the throbbing sensation in his groin. When he hit the back of Jeremy’s throat he grabbed onto the blanket, ready to come at any second. Thankfully Jeremy didn’t slow down.

“Jeremy,” Yan gasped, the only sound he could make before exploding into his lovers mouth.

Jeremy continued his motion, slowing but not stopping until he was sure that he had milked every last bit of fluid from Yan’s aching penis. When he knew that there was nothing left to give Jeremy lifted his head, licking his lips as he had done before in the hotel room. He then smiled and bent back down, placing the tiniest of kisses on Yan’s skin.

“Are you ready?” he asked without looking up.

It took Yan two tries before he could actually say “yes” and he pointed to the nightstand next to the bed. Jeremy knew exactly what he was getting at and retrieved the lube from the drawer.

“Should I…” Yan breathed, making a motion with his hands that Jeremy could only assume meant “turn around”.

“No sweetheart, this is special, I want to be able to see you.”

Yan nodded and closed his eyes as Jeremy spread the lubricant on his own erection. He then squeezed some onto his index finger and reached between Yan’s thighs, entering him for further lubrication. Yan opened his eyes to see Jeremy grabbing an extra pillow and raised his hips without a word allowing the pillow to be placed beneath him.

“I love you,” Jeremy whispered, staring into Yan’s eyes.

Yan smiled. “I love you t-“

Before the words could even finish leaving his mouth he felt Jeremy enter him, and it became apparent just how long it had been since he had actually had sex. It wasn’t terribly painful but it was something he wasn’t used to.

“Are you okay?” Jeremy asked tenderly.

Yan nodded. “Keep going. You can’t stop now.”

That was all Jeremy needed to hear before he began his thrusts, slowly at first but soon picking up speed. Yan was beautiful beneath him, losing himself in his own ecstasy and not holding anything back. He cried out, raked his nails down Jeremy’s back and as he lost himself to his second orgasm he screamed loudly enough that he the neighbors were sure to hear. The sound alone was enough to push Jeremy over the edge and he soon poured himself into Yan’s warm body, spilling over onto the blanket beneath them.

Neither of them spoke afterwards, Jeremy simply withdrew his softened penis and laid down next to Yan on the bed, coaxing the young man into his arms. They both knew that if they didn’t go clean up now it was going to be hell to take care of later but neither cared. They were satisfied, they were tired and they wanted nothing more than to fall asleep in each other’s arms, so that’s what they did.

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Acknowledgment:

Thanks to a dear friend - Mr. Jay Plogman for the beautiful photos.
Guys, if you can catch Jay and his masterpiece at http://jplogman.multiply.com/