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Hot Shower (MM, rom)
by G.I. Barrie (c) May 1992

***

I wake from peaceful slumber, my arms still around you.  My warm 
body next to yours feels comfortable and safe.  Memories of the 
night before come to my mind - I flush at your strength, your 
passion...

Your naked skin against mine intoxicates my senses.  Love for you 
spills out, obscuring thought and senses, nulling logic.  I care 
not for what the future brings.  I am too grateful that I have at 
last found you; someone to fill the hole in me, to make me feel 
complete.

I can hear your husky breathing, feel the beating of your heart 
as I lie with my head against your massive chest.  I nuzzle the 
soft hair lying there with my nose as your chest rises and falls 
in time with your breathing.

I wonder what fills your dreams - thoughts of me?  Perhaps the 
joy we found together last night clings to you even in sleep, as 
you lie smiling next to me deep beneath the surface of conscious-
ness.  I love you, I hope you feel the same.  If not I am content 
to be with you.  You make me feel whole, a person living rather 
than merely existing...

You snort in your sleep, involuntarily I start laughing, shaking 
next to you as I fight to stifle my mirth.  The movement awakes 
you from your dreams - I dodge out of the way as your torso 
flexes, as you stretch and yawn awake.

In awe once more of your hugeness I gape as the muscles on your 
massive frame flex and quiver as you stretch the sleep from your 
body.  Your power scares me, makes me feel so small and weak next 
to you, but attracts me also.  I draw from your strength - share 
in your power.  Your arms are too large for my hands to encircle, 
can lift me without apparent effort, yet are so tender and loving 
- they defy their power.

Your eyes open and meet mine.  You grin that wonderful boyishly 
masculine grin of yours, that implies mischief and shouts of love 
and my heart melts once more.

"Good morning sexy" you whisper to me.  

I grin back, sticking my tongue out.  You reach over with one paw 
and tenderly  tug on my nose; reaching behind me, you pull my 
head to your and gently we kiss.  

After a moment lost in affection, we break and I pull back to 
look at my love once more.  Your curly hair has ruffled in the 
night, falling over your brow in messy strands.  Your piercing 
blue eyes shine through the glossy brown curls, boring into mine 
with laser-like intensity, going straight for the heart, finding 
my soul defenseless before it's probing.  There is nowhere I can 
hide from you, my love

Stubble has grown in the dark; black speckles cover your strong 
jaw and muscular neck, beckoning the touch of my fingers.  I 
trace the outline of your rough jaw, moving my finger over your 
cheek to your full lips, still moist from our first morning 
embrace.  You kiss them tenderly, closing your eyes and breathing 
in the smell of me as I move my body closer to yours.

Sitting up, the covers fall from your naked body.  A gasp escapes 
my lips as I face the glory of your naked form in full light.  
Years on the wrestling mat and in the weights room have filled 
out your tall, broad frame with powerful, hulking muscle.  Your 
broad shoulders taper past thick, full pectorals and bulging 
arms, to ridges of solid hard abdominal muscle that leap out in 
sharp definition as you rise up before me.

Strong arms reach out to me, pulling me towards you.  I sit 
astride your massive thighs, sitting almost in your lap, over 
powered by my love for you...why me?

Again we kiss, with more passion than before.  Your lust is 
rising as blood courses through your body.  Oh Andrew - if you 
only knew how happy I was!  To feel only a small part of my love 
for you would be to know joy indeed!

You pull me still closer, pressing your taut, muscular body to 
mine, wrapping your strong arms around me as your tongue probes 
ever deeper into my willing mouth, dancing with mine.  I feel 
dizzy, weak against the lust pouring from you.  I break for 
breath, clasping you to me.  Taking your hand in mine, I lead you 
to the bathroom...

You tower above me as I open the door and we step inside.  the 
thick, warm carpet pokes up between my toes, tickling my feet.  I 
turn on the shower tap, filling the air first with the sound of 
water, then with warm steam.  Still holding my small hand in 
yours, you step through the door into the shower cabin, taking me 
into the hot jets of water with you.

The hot spray tingles and surprises.  I gasp and tense, you laugh 
- a warm throaty sound free of care, and full of love.  Finding 
the soap, I take the lead again; starting with your shoulders I 
lather your wet skin, caressing it gently with my fingertips as 
the foam cleanses it.  My eyes follow the streams of water down 
and I see your cock thickening to my touch, but unhurried I 
continue in my task.  You clasp your hands behind your head, 
flexing your huge arms.  With soapy hands I wash your hard, 
flexed biceps, massaging your thick, veined forearms, as the 
snake like cords dance under taut skin at my tender touch.

I move down, exploring the soft mass of hair between your tits.  
Washing your chest I cup your pectorals in my hand, feeling their 
thickness and mass, massaging your nipples and get a deep groan 
of pleasure from you in response.  Glancing down I see your 
monstrous cock thickening and lengthening beyond its already 
massive size as your passion rises, but still I continue unhur-
ried in my selfish enjoyment of your gorgeous body.

Foaming your abdominals with soft soap seems appropriate - wash-
boards and suds go together.  You alarmingly small waist ripples 
with muscles as you try to grind against me in your desire.  I 
ignore your need - your dick now points straight towards me; 
huge, hard and darkly veined it throbs in time with your heart-
beat, threatening in it's immense size.

Still I continue.  Squatting down, I slide my hands between your 
thighs.  Opening your legs, I run the soap up and down your inner 
thigh.  You gasp as my touch sends waves of pleasure through you.  
I am now teasing you, seeing how far you will resist your need, 
how long you will remain passive as I excite you.  I am resisting 
your need and enjoying it!  Your tree-trunk thighs flex as you 
rise on tip-toes groaning with each caress of my hands.  You flex 
and deep V-shaped separations define the muscles on the front of 
your legs.  My forefinger traces the striations back to your 
groin.  I grasp your large balls in my hand, squeezing gently.  
Again you gasp.

"Please, suck me," you whisper hoarsely.

My eyes turn to face your huge dick now pointing towards the sky.  
Its is monstrously large, about the same thickness as my wrist, 
with its trunk covered in thick black veins that throb and pulse, 
like living snakes writhing over a marble column.  With one hand 
still squeezing your balls, my other clasps around the shaft of 
your cock, fingers far apart from meeting.  I gently pull it down 
towards my mouth, opening my lips wide to accommodate your mon-
ster cock.  Hot spray washes over my face as I take the large 
purple head into my mouth, straining my lips over the velvety 
flesh.  Closing my eyes in ecstasy, I hear you groan loudly, and 
clasping your hands around the back of my head you push forward 
with your powerful hips, sliding the trunk of your dick further 
into my mouth, stretching my lips tight around the oh so thick 
shaft.

Just when I think I'll gag on the mass, you pull out and rhythmi-
cally begin to fuck my mouth with your huge cock, the water 
spilling over my face makes the shaft slippery, easing the mo-
tion.  This feels so horny, I can feel my cock hardening too, as 
I caress the long shaft plowing into my mouth.  Your breathing 
quickens in pace as you fuck me harder, ramming your massive dick 
deeper into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with each 
thrust of your strong hips.  My hand leaves your balls as I reach 
out to your huge thighs, steadying myself by holding onto your 
muscular legs.  I slither my wet tongue over the swollen head of 
your cock and around the thick shaft as you fuck my mouth.  You 
begin gasping in huge breaths, rotating your hips as you buck 
faster and faster, forcing my head back as you power into me, the 
veins on your cock pulse and throb as they slide past my distend-
ed, tightly stretched lips.  With your approaching orgasm your 
fantastic cock swells to its full size, forcing my jaws even 
wider as it rams in, threatening to tear my lips apart with its
huge width.  You moan deliriously, the muscles on your arms 
flexing and bulging as you pull my head onto your cock, the veins 
in your arms gorged with blood under sweaty wet skin quivering 
with powerful muscle.

Suddenly, you stop and pull out.  On the verge of orgasm you 
teeter, not wanting to satisfy your lust just yet.  You kneel 
down beside me, kissing me as your rock hard shaft digs into my 
stomach, quivering with need.  Your breathing slows, the gasping 
receding.  Tenderly you pick me up in your huge arms as if I were 
no more than a mere child, carrying me back to the bed in the 
room next door.

I feel so alive in your arms, water streaming over the both of us 
as you carry me in your arms.  Your strength surrounds me as I 
feel your hard muscles gliding under your smooth tanned skin.  
Tenderly you place me on the bed, my hard cock pointing towards 
the ceiling.  Leaning down over me, you engulf my shaft with your 
hot mouth, lips working over the swollen purple head of my prick.  
With my cock sliding into your hungry mouth, you move across to 
straddle my legs, hands sliding under the cheeks of my ass to 
find my wrinkled tight asshole, squirming beneath your probing.

Powerful, yet gentle hands peel apart the cheeks of my ass, as 
you prop yourself over me on your elbows.  Muscular fingers probe 
my tight asshole, massaging the tensed, tight orifice, wriggling 
against the opening, seeking entry to the hot flesh within.  
Still your mouth drools around my prick thrust hard against the 
ceiling.  Soft lips encircle the straining purple head, tongue 
gliding smoothly across to tease the small slit, before your 
throat opens to engulf me.  Your throat tenses, squeezing the 
entire length of my cock, with your hot tongue licking the thick 
vein on the underside of the base, before you lift your head, 
sliding my dick out for your tongue to again return to my cock-
slit, teasing me slowly to orgasm.  You breach my asshole, a 
finger sliding into me in painful ecstasy.  My whole body tenses 
at the raw pleasure; arching my back I fuck your mouth, with my 
hips bucking strongly against your face.  Another finger slides 
past the rings of clenched muscle.  I scream aloud as the skin of 
my asshole is stretched further by your finger sliding up into 
me; pushing my mind and body deeper into ecstasy, you fuck my ass 
with your fingers in steady rhythm.

I can feel my orgasm approaching, rising up within me like a vast 
flood, waiting to crash down onto me, drowning me in pleasure.  
My breathing becomes more erratic, my thrusting wild and uncon-
trollable - suddenly you stop, fingers abruptly pulled from my 
ass, you back off, sitting above me grinning, saliva dripping 
from your lips, sweat glistening across your massive chest.  I 
teeter on the verge of orgasm - as I try to relieve myself you 
pin me down, kissing me tenderly.  You have other plans for me - 
I will not have my release just yet.

In a short while, once my tension has receded, your hold on me is 
relaxed.  Still though I am helpless beneath, as if you still 
pinned me with your enormous strength - my passion for you ren-
ders me unable to resist.  Slowly, with catlike grace, you slide 
down my naked, sweat covered form until your teeth find my erect 
nipples.  I bite my tongue to avoid moaning as you circle your 
tongue around each sensitive tit; rubbing your teeth over the 
firm points you purse your lips and suck down on the salty flesh.

A murmur of approval escapes my lips, my hands running through 
your hair and down your broad back, feeling the hard ridges of 
muscle there bunch and swell with each move of your gorgeous 
head.  The suction increases as you move from nipple to nipple, 
rolling the one not getting grazed by pearly teeth, between thumb 
and forefinger; pinching firmly, twisting, massaging, kneading 
the firm points, sending waves of pleasure through my brain as 
you slurp on my tits.

Again you halt and move down my body, your tongue tracing a path 
on the fine hair between my pectorals, down to my stomach muscles 
for your mouth to seek and find my tight belly button.  You play 
with the hairs, like down on a peach surrounding the shallow 
hole, with your forefinger, before running the tip of your tongue 
around the rim with sensual pleasure, sending a shiver through my 
belly.

"Your turn."  You whisper to me.

I rise slowly.  Conscious of my straining erection jutting out in 
front of me, I kneel beside your now seated form, taking your 
heavy muscular body in embrace, kissing you deeply.  We break and 
allow our eyes to meet, gazing into the depths of love, enjoying 
the feeling of the warm loving body nest to us.

"Wait awhile, I'll be back shortly," I murmur.

With one hand on your broad, powerful chest, I motion for you to 
lay back on the bed, your erection towering over your etched 
stomach muscles like some obscenely thick weapon.  I rise from 
the sheets, returning shortly from the kitchen, a small jar in my 
hand.  Your puzzled look breaks into a broad grin as I dribble 
honey over your thick, corded throat.  With the pot still in my 
hand I bend down to you, tongue stirring the small pool of golden 
syrupy liquid settling over your Adam's apple.  Greedily I slurp 
at the sticky sweetness, feeling the warmth of you pressed 
against my lips, the masculine smell of you invading my nostrils, 
intoxicating my senses.  My tongue roams further, lapping up the 
threads of honey dribbling across and down the sides of your 
neck, making you groan in appreciation, your head turning to one 
side to allow me easier access to your inviting skin.

Shortly I pour a little honey on the base of your neck, along the 
ridge of muscle forming the top of your massive pectorals, lap-
ping slowly, sucking your skin between pursed, tender lips.  
Again you groan, your hands rising to run your fingers through my 
hair, gently moving my head down to your own hard, erect tits.  
Carefully I let a thin, golden stream fall from the jar onto to 
very tip of each of your sensitive nipples, making you gasp each 
time.  You insistant hands guide my lips to each of your tits in 
turn, pressing my mouth firmly atop each mound, my teeth gently 
biting and sucking each one, hearing you murmur your appreciation 
as your fingers grasp my head, squeezing in time with the sucking 
of my lips.  I rise again and view your cock, still very hard and 
huge, towering from your bushy crotch.  I clasp my fist around 
the impressively thick trunk, unable to get my large hand any-
where near closing around the solid shaft.  I stroke the full 
length of your raging erection, feeling it harden still further 
under my attentions, stiffening even more with every long stroke.  
The memory of the ecstasy it gave, last it was dredging deep 
within me making me sweat in anticipation.  I would be sated soon 
enough, pleasure lay in other areas at the present time - I was 
the giver, not the receiver.

I resumed my game, slowly pouring a thin stream of honey onto the 
slit atop your large, swollen purple head, watching it gather, 
then spill down the thick shaft in golden rivulets, contrasting 
with the thick black veins bulging across its surface under 
tightly stretched skin.  I place the honey jar on the floor its 
work done; rising above your solid dick I stretch my mouth open 
wide and gently push my lips against your cock, the honey lubri-
cating the passage of the hugely swollen head past my tightly 
stretched lips.  You groan aloud, pushing my head firmly on to 
your cock, bucking your hips to thrust yourself in further, 
impaling me on your veined pole.  I force myself to relax, fight-
ing the impulse to gag as the monster slowly slides all the way 
in, brushing against the back of my throat.  Sensing my limits, 
you halt.

Placing your hands on either side of my head you whisper reassur-
ance, I  concentrate and angle my head; rising to kneel and 
pushing my head back, I open my relaxed throat preparing for your 
push that will force your massive cock down my throat.  I signal 
my readiness and you fuck my mouth in slow steady rhythm, each 
time getting deeper and deeper - finally, with the strength of 
your massive arms you pull my head forward, towards your crotch 
and the choking thickness of your dick slides deep into my 
throat.  Gasping aloud you buck your hips, breathing hard as you 
drive your length into me.  I feel your bushy pubic hair brush 
against my nose, as the long shaft drives down my throat, thick 
hard veins rubbing against my tightly stretched lips.  You slide 
your legs up, hips rising slightly off the bed as you fuck my 
mouth harder, hands forcing my head into your crotch as your 
solid member throat fucks ever deeper.  The pace quickens, your 
orgasm approaching - the rhythm falters as you babble meaning-
lessly, stomach and chest heaving.  Suddenly you stop; afraid to 
move lest orgasm sweep you away in an ocean of fire.  You pause, 
waiting for the burning rage to pass, before slowly pulling my 
head off your thick shaft, drawing the length from deep in my 
throat.  I'll be sore as hell tomorrow - but it was worth it for 
the pleasure it gave you.  Now I'll get mine.

You sit up and rise off the bed, opening the bedside cabinet.  As 
I lay down on my front, legs slightly apart, you take condoms and 
KY and sit astride my calves.  Looking behind me I can see the 
muscles in your arms and shoulders bunch with frightening size as 
you tear open the packet and carefully roll the condom down your 
cock - it's immense size both exciting and frightening me.  Next 
the tube of KY is opened - you spread copious amounts over the 
whole of your cock, caressing the slick shaft lovingly with your 
fingers.  Now its my turn - bending over my ass you spread the 
cheeks with one hand and squeeze a large blob of lube into the 
crack with the other.  Pausing to stash the rubbish, you then 
grasp my hips with my hands, pulling me up to kneel - you want to 
fuck me doggy style.  You cup the cheeks of my ass with your 
strong hands, running the your thumbs along and into the crack, 
massaging the lube into me with great care.  One thumb presses 
against my hole, slipping easily inside, aided by the slippery 
gel.  You gently fuck my asshole with your thumb, soon pressing 
the other inside you gently pry my asshole open, loosening it up 
so that it can hope to accommodate your cast thickness.  Satis-
fied with your efforts your hands return to my hips and you edge 
forward, I feel the large blunt head of your dick brush against 
my left cheek, a guiding hand runs it up and down the slippery 
crack of my ass, raising a groan from my slavering lips.  I whis-
per hoarsely to my lover, "Fuck me."

The huge head slides past my cheeks, pressing against my hole.  I 
think you have placed your fist against me till I feel both of 
your hands against my side, pulling me towards you.  I start to 
panic, and fight the feeling, trusting my lover.  The pressing 
persists, gentle but firm - you patiently await me relaxing - 
slowly the large, blunt head dilates my ass, poking the slit 
through.  Your hands clasp my hips as your mighty arms firmly 
pull - the pressure rises, your whole body behind your dick, 
driving it slowly against the rings of muscle surrounding my anus 
- I feel pain slowly building; a tearing feeling as the skin is 
stretched beyond its norm.  You rotate your hips, circling your 
fat cock against my ass, you buck gently, then more firmly.  I 
can feel the rings of muscle being stretched immensely, sweat 
breaking out on my brow, as I fight the urge to scream.  Sudden-
ly, something gives.  With a smooth gliding thrust, your swollen 
head rams into me, the thick trunk following, tunneling deep into 
my hot moist bowels.  

Once in you flex your cock, I feel it writhe inside me - filling 
me completely, my bowels momentarily cramping.  You push in again 
and the last short length slips in, your pubic hair brushing 
against me - I feel like I'm being fisted.

With a steady rhythm you fuck my packed ass, enjoying my tight 
guts stretched around your thick cock.  I gasp in pleasure at 
this enormous dick stuffed up my ass, feeling its huge size fill 
every part of my being.  You lean over me, fingers finding my 
nipples, teasing and squeezing them as you slide slowly into me, 
dredging deep into my butt, making me gasp as your fat cock 
pushes against my insides.  You press your hot, slick sweaty body 
onto mine, sliding up and down me with every thrust of your thick 
muscular thighs.  Your large hard arms grasp my sides, quickening 
your pace you grunt with every deep, hard thrust.  One hand 
travels down to my own hard cock, grasping it tightly in your 
fist, stroking it in rhythm with the monster plowing its way deep 
into my guts.  I hear you moan, your grasp on my dick tightening, 
squeezing hard as you slam faster into me, opening me deeper, 
probing the depths of my butt.  Vast sweeps of colour race past 
my eyes as you send waves of pleasure through me - all I feel is 
this monstrous cock plunging deep into me, pistoning my ass, 
forcing my mind into gibbering ecstasy.  Your sweat drips onto my 
back; groaning wildly your chest heaves with effort as you fuck 
me wildly, fist pounding my dick.  Suddenly the fire rises in me, 
the huge force sweeps together from every part of my body, shoot-
ing through my mind and dick as I orgasm in a blinding wave of 
flame.  I hear you scream and ram your full length hard into me, 
grinding your hips into my butt as your legs give way and we 
crash down onto the bed.  Raging fire sweeps through my body, my 
cock spurting gouts of cum, flooding in thick jets from my dick.  
Your heavy body spasms wildly atop me as I feel your orgasm rip 
through you, your cock pulsing in my tight ass, shooting out hot 
cum into the rubber.  Suddenly another blinding wave hits me and 
all is black as I scream again and slip into darkness.

I awake in your lap, wrapped in tender loving arms, as I open my 
eyes I see you smiling at me.  You are sitting up in bed, cra-
dling me to your naked, muscular body, dwarfing me with your huge 
masculine form.  I can smell your sweet scent as I press my head 
to the smooth firm skin of your chest, stroking your thick arms 
with my hands.  I pull myself up and around to face you.  sitting 
astride your massive thighs.  I kiss your nose lightly, then rise 
pulling you up after me, back to the bathroom.  This time for 
purpose, not pleasure - I'll share more of that with you tonight.  
For now, a new day beckons, I'm glad I shall share it with you.

