thought about you taking a shower, the water running off that naked body I know so well,” his towel fell off revealing his rock hard 7 inches, “and that happened.” He laughed good-naturedly. “So, you up for it?”

I felt my 6 and a half inches striving to match his cock’s hardness. It was close. “In multiple ways.” I pulled him close to kiss him, and right before the kiss, our cocks rubbed against each other, igniting our lust. The kiss went from a planned passionate kiss, to a rough and lustful kiss.

I reached between my lover’s legs, taking his wonderful cock into my hands, and worked him into a frenzy. I knew every spot that turned him on, and which order to use them in to drive him insane.

He pushed me up against the shower wall, letting the water run down my back, giving him an unhindered view of his prize. He pushed up against me, entering easily due to the water and our activities the night before.

It wasn’t long before his thrusts were deeper and more urgent. His last thrust was the deepest, deeper than any before. It almost made me cum on the spot, and feeling his warm cum inside me wasn’t helpful either.

I turned around, after he pulled out, and kissed him needfully. He understood, and got down on his knees. He barely had to try before I was thrusting along with his movements. The night before had been a learning experience for us both. As he put his magical tongue to better use, I shot my load deep into his throat.

As always, he got up and kissed me, sharing my taste with his tongue. I savored every bit.

We dried off and got dressed just as the first class got into the locker room. We were the first at the door to the commons.

I leaned close to him, and whispered, “Should this become usual routine, or special?” Again, I nipped his ear as I pulled away.

He shared a loving, but lustful, look. “If you keep doing that, it will have to become routine!”