are you doing?” I asked.

“I... I...” his voice trembled as he tried to express himself. “I... want you... I want you to take me.”

He tried to avert his eyes but I held his chin firmly. I moved my hand down his neck, letting it rest on his broad shoulder. Gently, I pulled him toward me, comforting him with soft words.

“You don’t need to hide that from me,” I nodded down towards the hands covering most of his youthful prick. “In fact, that’s something you should be proud of.”

Hesitantly he moved his hands away and down to his sides. The freed shaft stood straight out, perpendicular to his body, hard as a rod of steel.

I could feel the tension in his shoulders ease slightly, his posture became less defensive. I brought him closer to me, moving the shower curtain aside revealing the rest of my lean body to him. Hunter’s eyes locked on my stiff erection, pointing out and slightly up at him. Leaning out of the shower slightly I brought my other hand up to his chin, lifting his head again, face-to-face, planting a firm, passionate kiss on the young man’s lips. Hunter reciprocated the fervor, promptly pushing his tongue between my lips trying to explore the inside of my mouth. I pulled back, using the hand on his shoulder to force him to stay put.

“If I’m to ‘take’ you, you have to give up control to me,” I stated firmly. “Is that what you really want to do?”

His bashful expression returned, the hands trailed back to cover his genitals. Hunter became a scolded puppy. “Yes Brandon, I want you to take me.” The words were firm, but were said to the floor.

Lifting his chin again, “are you absolutely certain? Do you promise to give into me? You must convince me this is what you want.”

The hands retreated back to the puppy’s sides, his posture straightened.

“Yes.”

Looking into his eyes I could tell he was serious. “Get in here then.”

With a hand on each shoulder I pulled him in through the opening in the curtain, closing it behind him. Turning around I pushed Hunter’s back up against the wall of the shower stall planting another deep kiss on him. This time it was my tongue that was running the show, pushing into his mouth, exploring, massaging. He let me traverse his soft mouth, playing with his tongue. I pressed my body up against his, my hands on his sides pulling his hips into mine, grinding our throbbing cocks together.

Breaking the kiss I quickly drew my tongue along his face down to the right side of his neck to his shoulder. I bit playfully as I went back up his shoulder toward his ear. I felt Hunter’s hands reach around my sides and grasp the small of my back. I quickly grabbed his wrists and slammed them against the wall of the shower stall to either side of his head. At the same moment they hit the acrylic my nibbling teeth took a sharp bite into his lower earlobe.

“Uhhh---” Hunter’s soft gasp escaped and his cock pulsed against my hips revealing the pleasure he took at my actions.

Into his tightly held ear I whispered, “Down boy, on your knees.”

As I let the words slide through my clenched teeth I drew my hands down his arms to his shoulders. Applying just enough pressure to let him know I meant business I