Both.

He worked my dick like a pro for just a few minutes. I was so ready to cum even before he got there that I could hardly contain myself. It built and built, his hand gripping the hair on the back of my head and pulling it gently. Then, just as Tony leaned in to bite my neck, it happened. I exploded into his hand. My juices sprayed all over his jeans and his stomach. It was a deep orgasm, deeper than any I’d had for quite a while. As I sprayed and sprayed, he continued to milk my cock for more, leaving me drained. My legs felt weak. I started to stumble a little, and he helped me to my knees while he undid his belt and began to slide off his jeans.

The water cascaded down his body much as I imagined earlier. I hurried to lick my cum from his abs before the rush of water robbed me of my treat. As I kissed his toned stomach and hips, my right hand slid up his leg, taking his rock hard penis in that hand while I cupped his ass with my other. His dick was thick, but not incredibly long. Up, and down, kneading as I went, I slowly began to work Tony's cock. I kept my eyes closed most of the time so that the water wouldn't blind me, but I opened them occasionally so I could admire the body of the man in front of me.