Chapter 28
Ian stood on the other side of the shower that rained down between them. His dark curls were capped with white suds, and a scrim of soap laced over his body like a second skin. Corey’s gaze was drawn to his friend’s crotch, where the soap clung to kinked hair. As he watched, a droplet of sudsy water coursed down the semi-erect c**k between Ian’s legs, tracing the length of ruddy skin to curve around the bulbous tip where it hung, precarious, for one sweet second before it fell.
“God,” Corey breathed.
His hands shook, and he placed them flat over his nude belly to try to keep them from trembling. With difficulty, he raised his gaze to meet Ian’s. His friend’s eyes were wide, uncertain; he bit one corner of the washcloth between his teeth, waiting for Corey to make the first mo
