Showering off

We finish our drinks, and I say, “We fucking stink. I’m going to take a shower. Hopefully I can stand up long enough to get clean.”

I stumble to the bathroom, turn on the hot water and step into the large shower. This shower is huge. It could hold three people comfortably. There is even a pretty big seat in the corner.

Joey walks into the bathroom and pisses in the toilet. I put my head under the streaming water and close my eyes. I stumble forward. I hear Joey say, “Whoa. Whoa. Whoa,” and catch me before I fall. He says, “Don’t fall asleep in there. I’ll join you to make sure you don’t crack your skull.”

He gets in the shower behind me. I put my head under the water again. He asks for the soap. I hand him a bottle of body wash. He squirts some in my hand and then some into his own. I lather the front of my body, rubbing circles on my torso.

Joey says, “I’ll get your back.” I feel his hands lathering soap onto my shoulder blades and upper back.

I say, “Thanks. I can’t believe how drunk I am. How are you feeling?”

“I'm wasted. I probably won’t remember this tomorrow. I’ll just wake up squeaky clean.” I hear him squirt more body wash. “You know what’s weird. After all the sex, I’ve had tonight. I’m still really horny.”

“I know,” I reply. I feel his hands massaging my shoulders then start making their way down the sides of my torso. “I was really hoping that Rachel wanted us to fuck her.”

“I’m going to be honest. I think you have a nicer butt than her. You have a donk dude.” I feel him squeeze then massage my ass cheeks with his hands.

I laugh, “Hers is way more toned than mine. But I’ll take the compliment.” I thought he would stop but his hands keep massaging my ass. I put my head under the water again and close my eyes. It is a good feeling and I feel a twitch in my dick.

He gives one cheek a smack. “Your ass is now clean enough to eat.” The smack surprises me. I step stumbled again and I catch myself with my arms against the wall.

I groan, “Sorry I’m so drunk. Think you can help me clean my front side as well. My wife will not like the leftovers of Rachel and Phoebe on my dick.”

“No problem, dude. I got you.” I hear some more body wash squirt. Joey steps close to me. I think I feel his dick graze the back of my thigh. His hands wrap around my body. He starts lathering at my belly button and then moves down. He isn’t shy about it and lathers my cock and balls. His hand wraps around my shaft and his firm grip strokes down and then up. His other massages my balls and rubs my taint.

My cock grows in his stroking hand. My breathing changes to shorter and faster breaths. He doesn’t treat my cock like some delicate thing that might break. He squeezes it making the head bulge a little more. He works and lathers it until it is strong and sturdy.

Joey moves closer behind me. He must be excited as well. He rests his hard cock on me. I feel it running from my ass cheek to my lower back.

I ask, “I know I can barely stand. But do you need help getting clean as well?”