Chapter 57

The sound of the water pounding against the tile and into the tub filled Eron’s ears. Nothing else matter at that moment. The orgasm boiled in his nuts. He cupped them. For a moment, he appreciated both the sensation his fingers received from the firm yet soft mound his balls formed and also the heightened stirring within them.

As Eron clamped down harder on his pipe, he thought about Garrett’s ass clenching down the closer Garrett got to coming. He’d lost count of how many times they came at the same time. That was all he needed to explode in the shower. Eron couldn’t remember the last time he’d come. He grunted and groaned loudly as the warm semen erupted into the tub. He leaned against the wall, his eyes closed and his lonely reality clamped in his hand. He wept for what he’d given up, for what others expected of him, and more, for what he expected of himself.

When he opened his eyes, his milky white load ran down the length of the tub and into the drain.