Michael woke up slowly from his dream filled sleep and stretched, reaching for Ben. He opened his eyes and frowned slightly, realizing that he was alone in the bed. He sat up, running his fingers through his hair, at the same time trying to isolate the noise he could hear – not sure if it was in his head or somewhere in the house. He shook his head, trying to clear it and a smile twitched at his lips when he realized what it was – the shower. He stood up, his early morning erection beginning to throb, just thinking about who was waiting for him behind the shower curtain.

He padded to the bathroom and opened the door quietly, squinting through the steam and pushed open the shower curtain.

“Good morning baby, you’re awake and up I see” Ben said, his eyes moving down Michael’s body, coming to rest on his now raging hard on.

Michael gave him a lop-sided grin and stepped into the shower. He lifted his face, letting the warm water wash away any last traces of sleep.

Ben stood mesmerized, watching as the water ran down and seemed to shimmer on Michael’s face, turned on by the way the droplets of water landed and glistened on his long dark eyelashes – he moaned softly as he watched Michael’s tongue lick the moisture on his lips. He stood there, taking in every contour and plane of his lovers face, wanting to commit every look and expression to memory. He came out of his trance as Michael touched his arm.

“Hey, where are you?” Michael asked, trying to read his husbands expression.

“Lost in you” Ben whispered, pulling Michael to him.

He crushed his mouth to his, kissing him deeply – his tongue exploring every corner of Michael’s mouth.

Michael moaned softly and felt his knees weaken. He reached up and wrapped his arms around Ben’s neck to hold himself up and returned the kiss, lost in the taste and feel of Ben’s mouth. He loves the taste and more importantly the feel of every part of Ben and can never get enough of him.

He sometimes wishes that he could taste him properly, actually taste him when he comes in his mouth, really feel his cock inside of him when he’s fucking him, and not have that latex between them. He knows this will never happen, but it doesn’t stop him imagining what it would be like.

He tightens his grip around Ben’s neck, pulling him closer and moans softly as their mouths part. Ben smiles at him with that smile that makes him catch his breath and he feels his cock harden even more.

He watches as Ben lathers up his hands with the soap and sighs softly as he begins to slowly move them over his shoulders and down his chest. Ben runs his fingers over Michael’s nipples, loving how they harden at his touch. He soaps them gently then cups his hands with water and lets it run through his fingers, washing away the soap. He bends his head and runs his tongue around his nipple and smiles to himself as he hears a soft moan come from Michael. He continues to lick at it gently before taking it into his mouth and letting his teeth gently nibble at it. Michael’s moans are getting louder and he reaches up and tangles his fingers in Ben’s hair, his fingers digging into Ben’s scalp every time his teeth rake over his nipple. Ben continues to lavish attention on Michael’s nipples, knowing how much he loves it and at the same time he runs his hands slowly over his ass, letting his fingers flitter over his hole and smiles as he feels a deep shudder go through Michael’s body.

He reaches for the soap again, lathers up his hands and begins washing down Michael’s stomach, over his hips and down his legs until he reaches his feet. He soaps them and then lifts them one at a time, to let the water wash away the soap. He moves his hands up his inner legs, opening them up, until he reaches his cock. He runs his hands slowly up the shaft, before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it slowly. He feels Michael’s hands grab at his shoulders, his fingers digging into his flesh as he pushes more of himself into Ben’s eager mouth. Ben accepts Michael hungrily, letting his mouth taste all of Michael’s cock as his fingers squeeze his balls gently. Michael’s loud moans echo in the shower as Ben hollows out his cheeks and devours his lovers cock; Michael cries out as his orgasm overtakes him, his body shaking as he shoots down Ben’s throat.

Ben continued to rain kisses over his body, holding him tightly until his body relaxed in his firm grasp.

Michael reached down and pulled Ben up to him, covering his mouth in a wet kiss. Ben ran his hand down Michael’s back, until he reached his ass; he kneaded it roughly as Michael’s moaned echoed through his mouth, making his dick throb harder. He rubbed his cock against Michael and felt it spring back to life.

“Fuck me Ben – now” Michael moaned, rubbing himself against Ben as his fingers dug deeply into Ben’s shoulders.

Ben wasted no time in obeying Michael’s command. He turned Michael around, pushing him roughly against the tiles and reached for the ever present lube. He squeezed some onto his fingers and pushed one into Michael’s hole and was rewarded by a deep groan from Michael as he pushed his body back against Ben. Ben entered another finger then another, until Michael had taken three. He opened him up slowly and felt Michael’s body shudder against his as he hit his prostate. Michael put his hands up on the tiles so he could push himself further back into Ben, impaling himself deeper and deeper on Ben’s fingers.

Ben pulled his fingers out of Michael and felt Michael’s body sag against his. He reached for a condom, ripped it open with his teeth and covered himself quickly. He pulled Michael to him and guided the head of his cock into Michael’s waiting hole. Michael let out a deep growl as Ben pushed himself deeper and deeper into Michael, while his other hand moved down Michael’s body until he reached his cock. He ran his fingers through the pre-cum glistening on the head, which caused another deep throaty moan to come from Michael. Michael reached around, pulling Ben to him, seeking his mouth. He bit and nibbled on Ben’s bottom lip before forcing his mouth open with his tongue and devouring it.

Ben continued to ram into Michael while his other hand pumped his cock in rhythm with his thrusts. Michael reached round, grabbing hold of Ben’s hips, his fingers digging deeply into Ben’s flesh, as his whimpers and moans became louder, wanting to feel him deeper inside of him.

“Oh God, harder Ben, don’t stop, don’t stop, fuck me” Michael cried out, as he got closer and closer to coming. Ben pumped his cock faster and Michael screamed as he came, shooting over Ben’s hand – his body slamming back against Ben’s in pure exhilaration. Ben’s thrusts became harder and harder, pushing deeper and deeper into Michael until he felt his balls tighten and he exploded into the protective latex, wave after wave of pleasure traveling through his body as he held Michael tightly until he was completely spent.

Ben did not want to release Michael from his grasp; he needed Michael to stay right where he was until every last nerve ending stopped twitching from the ecstasy that had overtaken him; until the all-consuming passion had subsided and his heartbeat returned to a regular beat.

God – how Ben loved sharing shower time.