In Bed With The Boss

“It’s okay. I’m going to take a shower,” Christian explained as he put down his camera and walked toward the apartment door. “You know, I have a big shower, and there’s room for two.” Christian left the door open and walked into his apartment. It took about thirty seconds before he heard the rush of feet, and when he turned around, he was squeezed and kissed within an inch of his life, and neither had ever felt better.

Christian led them to his bathroom with its large shower, and once the door closed, it didn’t take long for them to get naked. Christian turned on the water to warm before stepping under the spray and tugging David in with him. The shower door closed, and Christian didn’t know quite where to start. He stood watching the water run down David’s skin. Capturing his lips, Christian pulled their bodies together, skin to skin, his hands sliding down David’s back, cupping his perfect butt in his hands. However, David seemed to have other ideas, because Christian quickly found himself pushed, backside pressed against the tile, David’s skin sliding along his. “You like that?” David asked, and Christian whimpered as his cock slid along David’s wet skin. David continued slipping lower, his chest pressing on Christian’s cock. Christian lowered his gaze just in time to see David open his mouth, sucking his cock between those sweet lips.

His head banged back against the tile as the breath shot from his body when David took him deep. Wet heat surrounded him, and he felt David’s throat muscles work him into a near frenzy. David’s hands kept his hips pressed back against the tile, and he couldn’t move as David bobbed his head, the pleasure completely out of his control. Christian’s breath heaved as he tried to govern his own body, his head spinning and legs shaking, the urge to thrust so great. He could already feel the pressure building in his balls, and then David’s mouth moved away. Christian gasped in a high-pitched whine.

“Turn around,” David said, and Christian was too far gone to do anything but comply. “Hands on the tile, and move your legs apart,” David added in a whisper before sucking on his ear. Christian’s hands rested on the tile, his fingers splayed as he felt David’s hands stroke his back and then down to his butt, pulling his cheeks apart. He was about to tell David where the condoms were when he felt David’s tongue slide down his crack and then zero in on his opening.

Christian thrust his butt back into the sensation as he moaned. David’s tongue went deep, and Christian felt his lips nibble lightly on his tender flesh. “Jesus fucking god!” Christian cried out, his voice echoing in the small, tiled room. He could hardly catch his breath as David ate his ass while deft fingers slipped in and out of his body. At first he resisted, but within a matter of seconds, Christian was flying on wings of pleasure and he forgot everything but David’s touch and the searing heat of his tongue.

When David moved away again, Christian wagged his ass, moaning at the loss of sensation. A hand stroked the skin of his butt as the shower door opened and David leaned out. The door closed again and a few seconds later, he felt slicked fingers slide into his body. “Yes!” Christian hissed.

“Are you ready for me to fuck you? I want to be inside you so badly I can’t stand it.” David’s hands stroked his back as his words wrapped around him, making him shiver and shake with excited anticipation. The water sluiced down his back, and Christian thought he heard a package tear. Then he felt the head of David’s cock at his opening, and arms encircled his chest as David pressed into him.

Christian gritted his teeth as he was stretched in a way he hadn’t been in a while. Breathing shallowly, he let David hold him as their bodies connected. David stopped and then pressed forward again. The pain subsided and his muscles stretched, David filling him. He felt David’s hips against his ass, and all movement stopped. David tightened his grip around his chest, and Christian felt David’s lips kissing his shoulders. Christian caught his breath, his muscles gripping the thick cock inside him. “You feel so good around me,” David whispered before teeth lightly scraped over Christian’s shoulder. “Like a furnace of intensely tight heat.”

“Fuck me!” Christian gasped, and he felt David move slightly inside him. The back and forth movements were small, but he could feel David’s cock rubbing that spot inside him, and he leaned back into David’s arms, his head resting on David’s shoulder. Fingers plucked his nipples as David increased the pace of his thrusts, stretching his opening.

“You’re going to scream for me, Christian, and once you do you’ll know just how much I love you.” David snapped his hips, and Christian gasped and saw stars. Christian braced himself against the tile. David fucked him hard, fingers gripping his hips, and Christian’s moaning turned to groans, and then morphed into cries that reverberated off the walls. He could barely think as he stroked himself, resting his head on his arm as David took him to Nirvana and back. Christian felt his release rising from deep inside him as David’s movements became erratic. They were both close, he could feel it, and Christian felt David slam into him, his cock jerking deep in his body. Stroking hard, Christian reached the precipice and then tumbled over, coming in a blinding wave over the tile.

Cooling water brought him back to reality. Christian moved slowly, feeling David retreat from his body. Turning him around, David held him tight as they moved beneath the water, rinsing themselves down before David turned it off. Christian stepped out of the shower, handing David a towel. They dried themselves and took care of the towels before Christian led David into his bedroom, pulling back the covers. “Did you mean what you said?”

“Yes,” David answered as he curled next to him. “I love you.”

Christian hugged David close. “I love you too.” Christian expected them to settle for a nice nap, but David jumped out of the bed. Christian watched his naked butt as he hurried out of the room. He heard the studio door open, and after a few minutes, footsteps hurried back toward him. When he came into the room, David launched himself onto the bed.

“I have to show you this,” David said, and handed him a printout of a photograph. “I have an idea for a series.” Christian looked at the image as David climbed under the covers, curling next to him. It was a picture of him as he took a photograph of the buildings around the park from the tangled marble bridge across the lake. As he looked at the printout, he could see the beauty David had captured even as his lover began nibbling on his ear. “I’m going to call it Images from the Photographer’s Assistant.”