The Showers

Okay, so maybe it was entirely petty but he really wanted to wash the goo off before he saw anyone or messed with anything. At least the sign was telling the truth, it looked like this used to be a group shower like for security guards. He grins, and walks in to finally feel clean if not any less ****. The water heater still seems to work though, as he turns on hot water to at least rinse the goo off.

The hot water by itself is barely cutting through the goo and this would go a lot faster if he had soap, but that's alright - the hot water feels great working it's way through the goo to his skin. He can't help it really, as he closes his eyes and just lets it fall. The water breaking though, it's relaxing and stimulating at the same time. He feels his dick start to harden and he decides to just run with it.

He reaches down, gripping his shaft and starting with long, slow strokes. Inwardly he's surprised about how long and thick it quickly gets to be - inwardly he muses that you'd think a man would at least know how big his dick was. He was surprised, but he kept stroking it all the same.

He didn't notice them walk in until the sounds of guns cocking resound nearby. He opens his eyes and sees two women, one hispanic and one asian, aiming **** rifles at his face with shower water running over the barrels.

"I don't suppose I can talk you into finishing."

"Regina!" the Asian speaks up in shock, but not turning away either.

"Sorry Nat, haven't seen one in three years. Kind of hoping to see it in action."

"We're not making him perform sex tricks for us at gun point!"

"Fine - you got a name at least, handsome?"

"No, I don't - sorry. I don't remember anything before about an hour ago. What's this about having not seen a penis in three years?" he responds, confused but at least the guns were coming down.

"A viral weapon wiped out the male half of the species three years ago, you didn't know that?" Natalie asks, honestly a little shocked.

His jaw drops a bit, and he says nothing.