I walked into the bathroom and slid out of my board shorts. Took my shirt off and hung it on the hanger by the closet. My cock was still pink from all the sucking. Dried cum clung to my balls and the base of my shaft.
The bathroom was huge. The floor was white marble, with black streaks running through it. The walls were off white with a satin finish. There were double vanities on the right when you walked in. Both taps and the sinks were ceramic. They took up most of that wall. At the end of the counter was the toilet. Of course the seat was down.
It was at least 10 steps from the counter to the shower.
The shower had to be eight feet square. It was all glassed in, except for the access point that was off to one side. It was wide enough to fit a big man through. Every second pane of glass was frosted.
The floor was marble and had a pitted feel to it. Slip proof I'm guessing. The ceiling in the shower was also marble. Hanging from the ceiling was a tropical shower head. It was huge. 20 inches in diameter.
In the shower there were shelves. Bath brushes and sponges were on one end. The soaps and gels were on the other.
I stepped in and reached for the faucet and turned it on.
The rain water came pouring down. I stood there for a minute, my eyes closed, taking in the warmth of the water covering me.
I looked down and watched the water run down over my cock and drip from the end. I put one hand against the shower wall, wrapped my hand around my shaft and started jacking.
My back was to the door. I was unaware that Sally had walked in and had sat down on the toilet watching me.
She could see my sac hanging between my parted legs. The tenseness of my thighs as I fucked my hand.
She watched as the water ran down over my shoulders, down my traps. She ran a finger over her bottom lip and bit the tip of her nail as she followed the stream over my cheeks and down the crack of my ass. She stood up and walked back out the door.
My eyes were closed. I was re-living the dungeon scene from earlier. My cock was rock hard and throbbing in my hand. I loosened my grip and started fucking my hand. Mimicking Graham as he fucked David's mouth.
Sally walked back into the bathroom with Graham in tow. She pointed at the shower.
The clear parts of the glass were steamed up now.
Graham let Sally's hand go, unbuttoned his shorts letting them drop to the floor.
Sally stared at his ass. It was muscled. There wasn't a lot of jiggling as he made his way to the shower. He was huge in the cock department. His sack hung down and swayed as he walked.
Sally moved back to her seat by the counter and watched as Graham rounded the corner and walked into the shower.
I was not aware that Graham had stepped into the shower. I did catch a whiff of his cologne as he moved in behind me. Then I felt him as he pressed his body against mine and pinned me to the wall.
"Fuck!" I said.
"Enjoying your shower Grant?"
Graham asked as he reached around and pushed my hand from my cock.
"Sally came and got me. She said you were taking your sexual needs into your own hands."
I could feel his cock hardening against my ass. He started grinding. He pulled my cock up flat against my stomach then pressed me into the wall. As he thrusts, he drove my cock up and down against the marble wall. It felt cool on my sack, but my cock remained ridged as fuck.
He placed his hand on the back of my head, turning it to the side. I could see the outline of Sally sitting there. Even through the fogged glass it was evident she was watching and playing.
Her legs were apart, her robe open. Her breasts bare. One hand was on her breast. Two fingers playing with her nipple. Her other hand between her legs.
"Do you want me to fuck you Grant." He grunted against my ear.
"Can you feel how hard you make me, Grant?"
He pushed his hard cock against my crack.
"Tell me you want to get fucked slut." His voice deepened as he pinned me.
I moaned. "Yes."
"I want you to beg for me to fuck you slut."
He pushed his cock harder against the crack of my ass. His balls were pressed against mine.
"PLEASE fuck me Graham!" I screamed out.
Sally had sat back against the toilet. One leg was up. She had brought her new favourite toy with her.
Her realistic toy cock was sliding up between her legs. Her head was back. Her tongue licked her lips until the toy was at the entrance to her pussy.