released my hold on his ear and like penitent follower he kneeled under the gentle but firm force I applied.

As his face grew further from mine he looked up at me. Without smiling, his eyes told me he was very much enjoying the experience. His hands went to my hips instinctively as his knees reached the floor. I watched as the water flowed down my sides, across his fingers, down his arms, along the defined lines of his torso to his young manhood, where it spilled freely to the floor. He opened his mouth and moved slowly toward my waiting cock. Realizing his mistake, he paused before I could stop him, looking up at me expectantly.

Hunter was certainly a fast learner. He knew to wait for permission before proceeding. I gave him the affirmative nod he was waiting for, placing my left hand on the wall for balance and leaving the other on Hunter’s shoulder where it had pushed him to his knees.

His gaze went to the task before him. But this time rather than opening his mouth he leaned in and gave the head of my cock a gentle kiss. I felt the soft pressure begin to intensify. The growing tension he put on my cock head forced it to press between his tender lips. As my rod slide in Hunter kept those lips tight around my wet member. The sensation of his sweet lips firmly sealed around me as he slid down the shaft was amazing. As he reached the bottom, nose nestling into my neatly groomed nether region, I felt his tongue press up against the entire length of the bottom of my cock. The sudden feeling of his long tongue contacting as much surface area of my cock as he could sent jolts through my body.

Even only having one trip down my cock on his own, my dominant instincts took over at the sensations he was sending through my body. The hand I had left on his shoulder immediately jumped into action, going straight to the back of Hunter’s head, holding him in place so I could savor the moment he had created for me.

After a few seconds Hunter tried to pull back but I tightened my grip on his head, taking a firm grip of his short hair. I pulled him away from my crotch ever so slowly. Just to the point where only the head of my cock remained in his mouth. Holding him in place I began a slow, rhythmic pumping of my hips. My hard eight moved in and out of the young man’s mouth effortlessly thanks to the combination of saliva and the shower’s water running down my lean body. I moaned in time with each pump and the tongue that kept skillfully massaging the underside of my rigid cock. I fought the urge to pick up the pace of my hip actions knowing that I couldn’t lose control and blow my load in Hunter’s mouth. I wanted to leave it somewhere else within him.

Sensing that I was nearing the point-of-no-return, I abruptly stopped moving and pressed Hunter’s face hard into my groin, feeling the back of his throat contract around my head. Pulling him back my cock popped out from his lip’s firm hold. I gave the youthful stud a chance to catch his breath before moving my hand from the back of his head to his chin.

With a firm hand under his face, I forced Hunter to his feet. Expecting another passionate kiss he closed