Mark looked up at High expectantly, his gaze raking across High’s body, without even trying to hide it. High stared unsure how to proceed forward as his own bulge became almost unbearable against the jean material of his pants.
“I thought we were going to go shower?” Mark asked.
High reeled from the impact of those words.
“We?” He asked, his voice breaking.
Before he could say anything else about how Mark had been using his arms to prop himself up or to hold him back when he tried to leave. Mark gave him a look that begged him to play along.
“Okay, fine. I’ll still help you shower, but then I should really go.”
“Where do you keep an extra scrub cloth?” High asked.
“Second drawer, at the back.” Mark said carefully.
High went to a drawer, opened it and rummaged around for a moment, his eyes caught on a little shiny pinkish red package hiding underneath something. High looked at Mark, who was looking down at his hand, he sucked in a short breath, his heart racing before he reached out and grabbed the little item and the cloth. He pulled his hand forward, holding the cloth in his hand. And placed the item on the desk near the bathroom door for later.
High looked back at Mark. Mark watched him, High gulped awkwardly.
“Get in the shower and start. Honestly, I don’t know how many times I told you to get clean already.” High stated, as his heartbeat throbbed in more than his ears as Mark stood up freely as if he were wearing clothes and didn’t care who saw him.
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High looked up at him, eyes wide. Giving him a look.
“Who knew that innocent face of yours hid such big dick energy. Listen, go in there now or else.”
Mark smiled sheepishly but obeyed this time.
High pulled off his pants and walked toward the bathroom. His eyes lighted on the little red condom package and he sighed, wondering if he should bring it or leave it.
The water started in the bathroom, while he stared at the packet. ‘There is no way. I mean we just met… not tonight.’
‘One-night stand? Sex on the first date? Better safe than sorry.’ High fingered the packages edges.
‘He has never been touched before, there is no way it is happening… But he was so hard he looked ready. But emotionally there was no way he could be ready right?’
‘He never asked for emotions, he asked to be touched.’ High’s brain reminded him.
High pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. Before leaving the packet there on the desk and walking inside.
The little, shower was just big enough for him to step inside the bathroom. It was one of those where there was no separate basin for the shower, just a small divider that kept most of the water from leaking out into the rest of the bathroom. High tried not to stare as Mark’s lean arms reached up and poured the soap on his body and hair before lathering it quickly the soap running out of Marks’ hair and down his body just as he stepped inside. High stared at the scene mesmerized at how his mark peaked out playfully from the suds, winking at him delectably. Mark tapped him on the shoulder and High snapped out of his gawking to take the proffered soap.
But instead of letting him take the bottle from his hands Mark smiled, then filled his hand and slapped the soap onto High’s chest before rubbing it into a lather all over his body,
High coughed.
“I can do that.. I can. Myself.” High cleared his throat.
Mark smiled.
“You can, but I want to see what I can touch.”
High raised a hand to his face and coughed lightly. “It’s not me who can’t be touched.”
“Yes,”
“You are right.”
“So it should be okay if I do it then… Right? After all, how else am I going to tell if it is just you who can touch me, or if it goes both ways.”
High thought about it for a second and realized the logic fit.
“Okay, but stop if the touch is too much, or gets painful.”
“Sure.” Mark agreed.
High nodded, then leaned back and grabbed some shampoo to wash his hair while he enjoyed Mark’s gentle hand’s movements. He was rinsing out his hair, his eyes closed and head back enjoying the movements when Marks’ hand slipped past his belly button quickly and his hand slipped onto Highs hard cock and stroked it.
High’s heart stopped and he sucked in his breath, water and soap flying from his shock. He reached out and wrapped his hand around Mark’s stopping him.
Mark looked up at him innocently. High tried to make his brain function as his dick throbbed in Mark’s hand greedily and the water pelted down onto the both of them.
Mark wiggled his eyebrow.
“Every part went into the water, every part needed to be cleaned.” Mark quipped, but his hand dropped away, running from the glare of death High was giving the daring kid.
‘He is trying to kill me?”
‘How do I rewind time and escape this? Did I meet a siren? He seemed so innocent, so sweet. Then this attack.’
‘What did I ever do to deserve this kinda fate, this attack on my self control.’ High groaned.
‘Fine you know what, I have been patient, two can play at that game.’
High reached forward and grabbed onto his hard cock in retaliation. Mark gasped and looked at High in shock.
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