Twenty-Six

 

             Bas blinked his eyes open in the grey light of dawn.  Fuck.  Even his eyelids fucking hurt.  But what had awoken him hurt more.  He needed to piss like a racehorse.  And the bed next to him was empty.  He knew he could call out to the man but he really hated the idea of being dependent on anyone for anything, especially when it came to using the bathroom.  Moving very slowly, he gingerly sat up and swung his legs to the side.  He pushed to his feet with a hiss as pain shot through his entire body.  He automatically took a deep breath but that increased the pain tenfold, so he quickly let it back out. With his bladder screaming at him to empty it, he took a step, not giving a crap that he was buck naked since the towel that had been covering him fell to the floor the second he stood up.  With slow, sliding steps he made his way to the closed bathroom door but when he swung it open, he froze as his brain tried to register what he was seeing with his eyes.

On the far wall, in a glass enclosed shower big enough for a dozen people, Ten stood beneath the spray, hands pressed against the wall, head down staring at his thick, long, semi-hard dick as if he were wondering what he was supposed to do with it.

Bas must’ve made a noise because Ten’s head snapped up, his eyes narrowing into a glare when he spotted Bas.  He angrily shoved his hand against the square silver panel that shut the water off, pushed open the door, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his lower body as he said, “What the fuck are you doing?”

Was he really pissed that Bas had seen him naked?  Or was it something else.

“I, I’m sorry.  I need to piss.  I’ll, I’ll wait,” he mumbled and then he hissed when he tried to turn around to walk out.

“Bas, wait,” Ten said with much less anger in his voice.

Bas froze as he waited for Ten to speak.

“I didn’t mean, fuck, I just, why didn’t you call me?”

Bas almost shrugged a shoulder but stopped when he realized how much pain that would cause him.  “I didn’t want to be a pain,” he whispered.

“Bas?” Ten said, his breath hot against Bas’s neck.

When had the man walked up behind him?

The only reason Bas resisted leaning his head back onto Ten’s shoulder was because he smelled so bad.  “Yeah?”

Ten’s hand carefully slid around Bas’ waist and he pulled the man into his body as he said, “I need you to let me take care of you.”

Well…

If there was ever a way to get Bas to capitulate instantly, that was it.

Ten needed him.

Ten needed him.

“Yeah, okay,” he whispered.

Ten pressed his lips against the column of Bas’ neck, “Good boy,” he whispered against his pounding pulse.

He turned them both and helped Bas walk over to the toilet.  “Do you want to stand or sit?” he said.

Bas stared down at the toilet, “Um, probably stand is best,” he finally said after thinking about how hard it would be to make that transition from standing to sitting and back again.  He started to lean forward to lift the seat but the hand around his waist tightened, “Uh uh uh.  I’ll do it,” Ten said as he leaned down to lift the lid.

Bas hadn’t pissed with another person nearby since he’d been in close quarters with men and women out on missions.  Yes, Iraq had some trees in places but there were also a lot of places that were flat and bare.  And sometimes the only thing you could do was take a few steps away from the group, unzip and let go, trying not to think about who’s eyes might be on you, including the enemy’s.

But this?  This was a lot more intimate than Bas had ever experienced.  He really wasn’t sure if he could do this.

“Um, I don’t know if….”

“Bas?” Ten’s deep voice rumbled in his ear, sending a shiver down Bas’ spine.  He tried to answer but the words got stuck in his throat.

“Let go, Bas.  Just relax and let go.”

This time when Bas’ head started to drop back to Ten’s shoulder, he let it, whispering, “Yes,” as those words calmed his frayed nerves and he did exactly that.  He let go.  Like, he actually let go.

His hand fell away from his dick just as his flow started but he wasn’t worried about his aim missing.  Because he knew Ten was there to take care of him.

Sure enough, he felt the man’s fingers press down on the top of his dick, aiming his flow for him as Bas pretty much floated in a pool of relaxation.

When he was done, he felt Ten tap on his dick a few times to shake off the drops and then he said, “You feel like a shower?  I can help, and I’ll rewrap your wound when we’re done.”

“But, you just took one.”

“So, what?  I can take another.  See, I’m already naked,” he said as his towel fluttered to the floor.

Jesus.

Bas was in a ton of pain but the moment he felt that thick cock pressing against the crack of his ass…..he wanted it.

“Ten,” he said, his eyes still closed, head still resting back on Ten’s shoulder.

“No, Bas.  Not yet.  I refuse to be the cause of any more of your pain.  We’ve got time for that.”

“Do we?” Bas said as he finally lifted his head and turned it enough to look at Ten.

Ten’s eyes softened and there was something new in them, a spark that Bas hadn’t seen there before.

“Yeah, we do, Bas.  Come on,” he said as he led him into the huge shower.