Frost
He was worried. Seth had been too quiet on the drive back to the hotel, and then stood lost in the center of the room while he’d locked up the place.
Removing his jacket and shoes, he called Seth’s name twice before finally reaching out and taking Seth into his arms. The way Seth turned to him, returning his embrace and initiating a kiss, stole his breath. He didn’t know what Seth was going through, but he wanted to comfort him.
A shower with Seth would lead to sex, Frost knew without a doubt. And he wanted that. He couldn’t have said no to save his life, so he followed as Seth left a trail of snow dampened clothing in his wake. The view of Seth’s luscious bubble butt filled his vision before the man stepped into the large shower.
It wasn’t as large as the one he had at home, but it had plenty of room for the two of them and was cozy enough to keep them close. He stripped in record time, snatched the condoms and lube from his razor bag, and stepped into the shower.
Seth stood beneath the hot water, face upturned, eyes closed. The water trailed down his sleekly muscled frame, flattening the small amount of dark hair that trailed from beneath his belly button and surrounded his groin. Seth’s cock lay limp, but even resting, he found it mouthwatering.
Placing the supplies on the small ledge above the shower door, Frost reached out to touch Seth. He lifted the soap and began smoothing it over Seth’s shoulders. Working up a lather, he set the bar aside and ran his hands over Seth’s chest, arms, and stomach.
“Oh, that feels so good,” Seth moaned, opening his eyes. The green of Seth’s eyes glimmered like emeralds and Frost caught his breath. He could feel Seth’s cock waking up against his thigh as they bumped together.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Frost asked again, taking a risk that the question might kill the mood, but he couldn’t… no, he wouldn’t, take advantage of Seth.
“Yeah, it just pissed me off.”
“They’ll get what’s coming,” he promised.
Seth drew in a deep breath and lifted his hands to collect soap and transfer it to Frost’s body. Frost bit back a groan. “I’m okay.” Seth closed one soapy hand around Frost’s cock. “More than okay.”
He sucked in a quick breath and pushed his dick through Seth’s tight grip with a firm thrust. He’d waited so fucking long for Seth’s touch. Dropping his head, he ran his mouth along Seth’s shoulder. The water had washed the soap away and left a clean scent behind. Seth tasted like heaven and sin all mixed together. His head swam as he kissed along the man’s intoxicating skin.
“I want you to fuck me,” Seth whispered hotly against his ear and Frost shuddered.
Without a word, Frost went to work washing the rest of Seth. He turned Seth around and eased his fingers between the man’s cheeks and ran a finger along Seth’s taint.
Seth gasped and spread his legs. Arching his back, Seth presented his body to Frost.
Frost dropped to his knees and buried his face between Seth’s cheeks. He ran the flat of his tongue over the man’s hole. Seth gasped and Frost did it again, loving how sensitive Seth was.
“Asher,” Seth moaned against the wet tile, “it feels so good.” Lifting quickly, Frost grabbed the lube from its perch and dropped down again. He drizzled lube along Seth’s crack and then eased one finger into the man’s tight channel while his mouth roamed the small of Seth’s back.
“So fucking beautiful,” Frost said as Seth arched more, offering his ass up. With the slickness of the lube, Frost slipped in another finger.
“Asher, I’m ready. Do it,” Seth panted.
He would have laughed at the demand if he hadn’t been so fucking turned on. Fumbling, Frost reached out and grabbed a condom, tore it open, and rolled it on. It wasn’t easy, but he managed.
Easing Seth against the tile wall, Frost gently knocked the man’s legs farther apart. The spray of water was at Frost’s back, so he smeared a good bit of lube on his dick. Leaning forward, he aimed his cock between Seth’s cheeks and pressed a hand on the wall near the man’s head.
“Don’t go slow.” Seth shuddered and flattened his hands against the tile.
Frost wasn’t going to charge in. Not on their first time together. He was going to take his time no matter how much Seth begged.
Reaching upward, Frost closed one of his hands over Seth’s and linked their fingers together. Seth jerked as if surprised, and then the man’s fingers curled around his tightly. Frost bit at the shell of Seth’s ear, feeling him shudder.
He bent his knees slightly and guided himself to Seth’s entrance. He pushed in and Seth gasped. He paused until Seth’s hips started undulating. Frost clenched his teeth and eased farther in. The tight ring split open and the tip of his cock slipped inside.
“Jesus, you’re tight,” he grunted.
“Hurry, please,” Seth urged, and unexpectedly shoved back. Their separation disappeared and Frost found his cock embedded in Seth’s body.
Oh fuck. Hot silk surrounded his dick and Frost couldn’t stop from rutting against Seth’s ass. He lifted their joined hands and wrapped his arm around Seth, lifting him back against him. He leaned in so his chest crushed against Seth’s back, his knees bent so he could piston his cock into the man’s warmth. Seth arched and groaned. Frost shoved deeper and roamed his mouth along Seth’s shoulder and up his neck.
“So good. So fucking good, Asher,” Seth moaned, tipping his head back against his shoulder.
“Yes,” Frost agreed, panting, his breath harsh. Better than good, fucking mind blowing.
The shower started to cool at his back and Frost had just enough mind to snap the water off.
The sudden silence amplified his heaving pants and stifling groans. Water trickled down the drain and dripped from the shower head.
Seth panted in quick succession, accompanied by soft, high sounds. Those little noises drove Frost crazy.
Setting Seth’s hand back on the wall, Frost reached down and gripped both of Seth’s hips between his hands and set up a hard pace.
Seth widened his legs so Frost fit perfectly between them. Frost moaned when he went deeper than ever. He angled his hips and pegged the spot deep inside Seth that would generate the most pleasure.
“Oh yeah, right fucking there!” Seth begged.
“Take the soap and get your dick slick. I want you to stroke yourself,” Frost purred. Setting his forehead to Seth’s shoulder, he fought back his need to release.
Seth
Fuck. Seth took a few shallow breaths. Finally having Asher inside of him felt so right, so fucking good. Seth lifted to his toes when Asher pegged his prostate. A long shudder ripped through his body and he struggled not to come.
Pressing his chest to the wall, Seth arched his back and offered up his ass. Asher took up his silent invitation and hammered home. Asher’s stride became jerking strokes accompanied by grunts. Hard hands clenched at his hips as Asher fought for control. Wet slaps when skin met skin filled the air and Seth smiled against the wet tile.
He wanted Asher to lose control. Seth hung his head, his forehead pressed to the tile, and then gave a long shudder when Asher’s harsh and hot breath ghosted over his neck, teeth biting gently at his ear, and Asher’s hard mouth trailed over his cheek.
Seth pressed his hands up along the shower wall and spread his legs even wider. Every hit to his prostate caused his dick to jump. He pressed his cheek harder to the shower tile as ripples started up his spine.
“Take the soap and get your dick slick. I want you to stroke yourself.”
When Asher gave him that gruff, sexy command, Seth moaned and grabbed the soap. He soaped up his hand and grabbed his own dick, pumping it in time with each of Asher’s thrusts.
“Not going to last long like this.” Seth struggled to talk. He groaned when Asher’s hand suddenly came around and squeezed the bottom of his cock.
“Don’t come yet,” Asher rasped against his ear and pounded into his ass. Asher released his cock.
“Fuck!” he complained, and set his forehead back to the tile wall.
“Not yet. I’m close,” Asher panted.
I’ll try,” Seth promised, and he teased the head of his cock before sliding down the length to grasp it tightly, then lightly, over and over. Until he wanted to scream.
Asher picked up the pace and each thrust lifted Seth onto his toes and sent him out of his mind.
“Asher! I need to fucking come,” Seth begged as his shudders grew and his body spasmed.
The man grunted and slammed into him. “Okay, come,” Asher gritted out through his clenched teeth.
Seth exploded with a heated groan. Asher reached around and cupped his balls and squeezed. The the extra pain in his balls intensified his release and he shouted. Pleasure slammed into his gut and semen spilled hotly over his fingers.
Asher literally lifted him off his feet and drove his impressive cock deep and then froze before he gave several ragged shudders. Seth moaned, his cheek pressed to the cool tile as he imagined Asher’s come filling him instead of the condom.
“Oh fuck. Nnnnnh,” Asher groaned, heaving against his back. It was all Seth could do to hold onto the wall. He hung there spent until Asher slowly eased out and lowered him to his feet. They stood like that, breathing hard.
Asher’s open mouth roamed lazily along his shoulder. After a moment, the man reached out and flipped back on the shower.
There were no moments of awkwardness as they finished washing each other. Toweling dry, they made it to the bed and slipped beneath the sheets and blankets.
Seth opened his arms and Asher smiled, easing over to pull him close. Seth tossed a leg over Asher’s thigh. Fingers stroked through his wet curls.
“It’ll be a mess tomorrow,” Seth yawned.
“So wear a hat,” Asher murmured, continuing to stroke his hair.
Seth’s eyes closed. “My beanie’s soaked.”
“We will buy you a new one.”
Asher’s soft murmur was the last thing he heard before sleep sucked him under.