What's the harm in it?

Oliver glanced around, mentally chiding himself for being so nervous alone in a shower. With one hand on his own cock, he gingerly opened his mouth and cautiously licked the tip of the dildo. Slowly he tried taking a bit more into his mouth, sliding down surprisingly far on his first attempt. Shocked by his apparent lack of a gag reflex he felt the cool length deep down his throat. Pulling back and taking a deep breath, he plunged back down to test again to the same result. Dislodging the faux cock from his throat, he tried licking the side of the shaft, letting it press against his face. He looked up, momentarily imagining there was someone actually behind the shaft other than a tiled wall._ Would I rather it be Aaron? What about Alex? God forbid what if it was Simon… _He started pulling on his cock, becoming hornier than he expected to be. If he didn't slow down, he was going to cum from this “pretend” fellatio. He tried to take as much of the cock into his mouth as he could, his own cock about to explode. Caught up in his lewd act, Oliver was shocked by a gust of cooler air as the shower curtain shifted.