บท 11: Chapter 11

“Ow, that hurt, RJ!”

“Maybe I’ll get to try something too. Real soon!” He slapped Pad’s ass again as they got closer to the shower.

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Pad tingled all over. He couldn’t believe what just happened in the last few minutes. The man he idolized stood next to him, turning on the water for both of them, and checking to make sure that the water temperature came out okay. He wanted to pinch himself. RJ, pilot, his former supervisor, naked, his muscles on display, moved in the shower. RJ leaned over, kissed him. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him.

Pad felt RJ’s hands massaging his neck, his midback, then cup both ass cheeks. RJ stuck his tongue in Pad’s ear and then pushed him against the wall. Pad’s palms flat on the tile, he saw RJ grab the soap. After a minute, he felt the slow glide of RJ’s hands with the soap.