The water muffled everything except sensation.Once buried to the hilt, I waited a moment longer, then began to move. Gay sex One hand rested at his neck with subtle pressure. The sound echoed off the tile and I kissed his shoulder to quiet it.”This is our secret.””Yes.””No one else.””No.””You liked it.”There was a pause. There was something raw in his expression. I wasn’t really trying to relax, I was washing off the dust of the street, the grime of the train, and the lingering trace of him that still clung faintly to my lips. My tongue pressed along the underside while my hand steadied the rhythm. Precise.He reached up, gesturing silently. His body jerked and I felt him come, hot and sudden, against the tile. His body jerked and I felt him come, hot and sudden, against the tile. His eyes looked heavy. At first it seemed like a trick of light and steam, but then it resolved into a shape I couldn’t ignore. That taste hadn’t gone away, and I wasn’t sure I wanted it to.Then, something shifted in the atmosphere.The water stayed hot, the pressure unchanged, but the room felt altered. This isn’t for anyone else.”My movements deepened.
