On the contrary, I was pretty sure I would be leaking pre-cum at any moment. It’s a thing here.”
I obeyed, turning my butt toward him and facing the wall like I’d been scolded in gym class. I was eager to prove I wasn’t just some scrawny guy who got winded climbing stairs. I picked the most inconspicuous spot I could find, hoping to disappear into the tile. “Hey,” I managed, my voice cracking like I was back in middle school. “So if you wanna level up quick,” he said casually, like we hadn’t just shared the weirdest shower moment of my life, “you gotta work on grip control. My brain was glitching, caught between panic and other nerves as he washed my hairless globes. I melted, dropping my head as he massaged little knots and sore spots I didn’t even know I had.
