At this point, Martin imagined Steve looking at him with those dark, lustful eyes and talking to him:
"I'll get into you soon. Firmly. Hard."
Martin felt a thrill of excitement. He could even feel Paxton's hot breath in his neck. It was totally ...
Martin fell to his knees. Warm water flooded his face, torso, stomach and he scooped up a thick foam on his finger and touched himself there, behind. His body remembered and demanded this caress. Martin didn't even hesitate. Still imagining he had Steve behind him, he slipped his finger in and screamed.
It wasn't pain. It was a shock that he had become so shameless since Steve had shown him that a man had more opportunities for pleasure than the most widespread.
Martin couldn't reach deep, but he didn't need it. Just knowing that he was doing something so obscene made his blood boil and sperm shot out in the hot shower rain. But Martin's body was hotter anyway.
