Chad glanced down the hallway of Owen’s apartment. “You, uh, got a shower? Because I want to touch you and have you touch me, but I really need a shower first.”
Owen smiled. “Sure. There’s a drought, though, so we should conserve water. I’ll get in with you.”
“You’re such a liar.” Chad laughed.
Owen snaked out a hand and grabbed the waist of Chad’s pants, tugging Chad into his body. “You going to protest?”
Chad’s smile was huge. “Never.”
Then Owen kissed him.
…
The kiss was everything Chad hadn’t known kisses could be.
It was full of want and need and pure, egoless so glad you’re mine. Owen licked into Chad’s mouth, completely owning the kiss, and Chad didn’t fight, didn’t want to fight. He enjoyed the taste of Owen along with a hint of bubbly champagne. This was it, this kiss. It was a promise of more, of a future. And it was a lot of savoring the now.
He wasn’t sure how they got undressed, because they did it all with their lips locked together. Tongues were involved, and teeth, and then they were stumbling into the large, tiled shower, and the water was beating down on them, and Chad was in heaven, pure fucking heaven.
Owen was a wet mess beneath Chad’s hands, his blue eyes bright and his blond hair in spikes. His lashes were wet and clumped, water ran down his face in rivulets, and he was so fucking sexy, all wet and glistening and fucking clean.
They touched while they soaped up and shampooed, nipping skin where they could, until Chad had enough and dropped to his knees, taking Owen’s big dick down the back of his throat.
Owen groaned and dropped his head against the wall. His lean body undulated, all wet skin and straining muscles.
His head was back, eyes closed, as Chad sucked fast, his own cock hard between his legs where he knelt on the floor of the shower.
He could have stayed there all day, worshipping Owen’s dick, but the man tugged on Chad’s hair and said breathlessly, “Up.”
Chad pulled off so the head of Owen’s cock still rested on his lips. “But I’m not done.”
Owen’s nostrils flared, and Chad knew it was taking effort for him to stop this. Owen shook his head. “I want to come together.”
“Together?”
Owen smiled. “Yeah, together.”
Chad rose to his feet and pressed himself against Owen. “But how fun was that first time when we competed?” He smirked. “I won.”
Owen smiled and ran a thumb over Chad’s lips. “Mmm, you might have thought you won.”
“What d’ya mean? You came first!”
“Yeah,” Owen said softly. “But I got to watch you. You are so fucking hot when you come, Chad. And I got to see it all, right there in front of me, with all my concentration. So I’m thinking I won.”
Chad hadn’t thought Owen was romantic, but he was wrong, clearly. “Shit, don’t ever buy me something when you fuck up, just say shit like that and let me suck you. That’s all I need in life.”
Owen slapped Chad’s ass. “Get out and dry off so I can fuck you.”
Chad stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. “That’s probably the only way to get me to follow orders.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
Owen threw his towel in a basket by the door, and Chad did the same. They stared at each other for a minute. And then Chad took off on a run into the bedroom, Owen hot on his heels.
Chad flung himself on the bed Superman-style, and Owen wasn’t far behind, landing on his back, nearly taking the wind out of Chad, but he didn’t care. Not at all. Because he rolled them onto their sides and latched all four limbs around Owen and hugged him so goddamn tight, he was pretty sure neither of them was breathing properly.
Owen’s hands clenched in Chad’s hair, and when Chad finally loosened his hold, Owen pulled back to look in his eyes. “I missed you.”
“I missed you, too, Bow Tie.”
Owen kissed him, slow at first, his hips thrusting gently between Chad’s legs so their hard cocks rubbed together. Chad enjoyed the kiss and the touches and the nips of Owen’s teeth. He was marking him everywhere—his neck and shoulders and chest—like he’d promised all those weeks ago in the bathroom at Austin’s.
Chad loved it.
He didn’t know when he started begging, but it was somewhere between the time when he sucked on Owen’s fingers and those fingers slowly circled his hole while Owen sucked his balls into his mouth.
But Owen just smiled wickedly and continued working him, until Chad was babbling and his cock was smearing precome all over his belly, and damn it, he just wanted to be fucked.