Nothing Special V (Nothing Special 5)

Steele turned around and took the thick rag from Tech’s hands before turning him to return the gesture. Tech placed his hands on the tile, resting his forehead against the backs of his hands. Solid but gentle hands massaged his shoulders and back, caring for him like he was precious. The way Steele looked at him, those piercing eyes said so many words that his mouth hadn’t spoken.

“You were amazing,” Steele whispered in his ear, rubbing the rag between his ass cheeks.

Tech spread his legs, sticking his ass out, soundlessly begging for more.

“God, look at you.” Steele smiled against Tech’s cheek when he turned his head. “So goddamn hot. You want some more already?”

Tech keened when Steele pressed his groin against him and he felt that thick cock hardening against his slick ass. He was sore, but he might bite his lip and take the sweet pain. Steele was that sexy. “You’re turning me into a slut.” Tech lowered his eyelids when Steele dropped the rag and spread his ass, nestling his soapy shaft inside, nudging at his hole. “Oh fuck.”

“I don’t mind that at all. I like the slutty Shawn. I think he’s beautiful. And no one gets to see him but me.” Steele pressed harder, pushing Tech’s chest against the wall.

The man was trying to lay claim so soon. Tech didn’t think they were ready to speak of monogamy, but it wasn’t like he had an active social life where it’d be a challenge to ignore all the many suitors knocking down his door. Steele had finally put an end to his sexual drought. If he wanted the job full time, Tech was happy to slap a no vacancy sign on his ass.

Steele reached around and took the body wash off the shelf and poured some in his fist. Tech bristled, knowing what was about to happen. Steele closed his thick palm around Tech’s hard dick and began to pump him slowly like they had all the time in the world. When Tech felt like he was going to lose his mind, Steele pushed one finger inside him. Tech’s body shook; he locked his legs to keep them from buckling and rocked his hips back and forth, taking his pleasure from both ends. He felt Steele bend his finger and rub over his prostate. Tech moaned loudly, pushing his ass back hard, wanting Steele to punch that spot with a little more force. As if he could read his body, Steele pumped his finger inside hard enough for his palm to make slapping sounds against his ass.

Tech leaned back against Steele’s chest, dropping his head on his shoulder. “Fuck. Like that. Just like that.” Tech reached up to flick and pinch at his sensitive nipples, heightening the sensation tenfold.

“I love it when you do that, armastaja. Looks so erotic. Pinch’em harder.” Steele’s voice had gone throaty and rough against the bend of Tech’s neck. “Wanna see you explode for me again.”

Steele pumped his ass and his dick in perfect sync. Tech pinched his hard nubs with more force, just like Steele asked while Steele ground his cock against ass, his rhythm faltering as his orgasm built. Tech felt him bite down hard on his shoulder, the feeling of Steele’s hot come running down the back of his thigh catapulting his orgasm to the surface. Tech cried out and sprayed the steaming tiles in front of him, Steele trying hard to keep jerking him while he battled through remnants of his own orgasm. Goddamn, it was crazy how turned on they were for each other.

Tech could barely hold himself up, making Steele support both of them. He chuckled when Steele clumsily turned them around and let the water rinse the last of their sex off their spent bodies.

“You’re going to be the death of me, armastaja.”

When he could finally put more than one thought together, Tech reached down and turned off the taps. As he got ready to step out of the shower, he heard Syn’s raspy voice in his ear.

“Tech?”

“I’m here,” Tech breathed quietly, trying to keep the sound of being well-fucked out of his voice.

“Get Steele to this address fast, we got a situation. We’ll meet y’all there.”

Steele had a large towel wrapped around his waist, watching carefully for Tech to finish.

“Ten-four,” he answered his sergeant then looked back at Steele. “We gotta go, right now.”

Steele didn’t grumble or bitch, just ran back to Tech’s bedroom and hurried to get dressed.

Steele

They were dressed in five minutes and outside racing through the parking lot to Tech’s SUV. “Here, drive,” he tossed the keys to Steele.

He looked at Tech like he was insane. “I don’t know how to drive this thing.”

Tech jumped in the passenger seat while Steele stood there gawking. “To accelerate use the right pedal, the brake is the pedal in the middle, use the large circular thing to steer in the direction you wanna go.”