Ryan, having removed his clothes, stepped into the shower and turned the knob to begin the shower spray. It was lukewarm, but by the time Chris got in, he expected the water would be hot.
He set the bottle of lube and the condom he’d taken from under the sink on the soap dish and stepped under the shower spray. He’d put in one of those fancy pulsating showerheads, so he turned the setting to massage and turned so the spray could hit his shoulders and back.
“Think you’ll be ready anytime soon there, Mabry?” he yelled, with his eyes closed.
“Yeah, yeah. Coming into the bathroom now. Was just checking my messages.”
“And?”
“Nothing, no emergencies.”
“Told you.” Ryan opened his eyes in time to watch Chris open the shower door and step into the standing glass shower. He really was too good
