When I hear his hands slipping off the tile, I pull my face out of his cheeks long enough to order, “Hold yourself open for me.”

He lets out a high squeak but follows my instruction. Now I’m free to use my hands for other things. I run one palm up his leg, from the back of his knee all the way to the bottom curve of his ass. Then my short nails scrape a light path as I travel back down. With my other hand, I reach between his legs and tug gently on his balls, wishing I could swallow the moan he gives me.

There’s an ache building in my knees, but it’s got nothing on my hard, aching cock. And I don’t care about either of those problems as I continue feasting on him. His legs are starting to tremble violently though, and I still have enough sense to know I should let him come before he falls. With one hand firmly gripping the back of his thigh, I do my best to support him, then use my other hand to reach around his hip and grab his cock.

I stroke and twist him while keeping my mouth on his hole. He’s loose and relaxed for me now, which allows me to slide my tongue in as deeply as it will go. I lick at him from the inside, and his weight falls against me a bit more until he’s practically sitting on my face.

It only takes one more expert twist of my hand, my thumb brushing over his crown, before he lets out a guttural cry and shoots his release all over my hand and the shower wall.

His legs are still shaky, but he takes his weight off me, bracing himself against the wall as he turns to face me. He looks wrecked, which fans the fire of pride in my chest.

Slowly, I stand up, caging him in with one of my hands on the tile beside his head.

“That was...” he starts, trailing off into nothing.

He takes a deep breath, then all but collapses at my feet, batting my hands away when I attempt to keep him up. I rub his shoulder and run my fingers through his hair while he works to catch his breath. He nuzzles his head into my leg, and we stay like this for a few long moments.

My cock is a steel pipe, and I’m ready to hastily rub one out. But he seems to get some energy back as he turns his head, bringing his mouth only inches from my tip.