113. (nsfw)

                                    

                                          
It felt a bit weird, where his mind was heading, he had to admit that. It felt weird to close his eyes as the hot water ran down his body and to let a hand brush over his own nipple, to let it follow his own curves until it wrapped around his dick.
                          
It felt weird to masturbate knowing your dead tired boyfriend and daughter was just a door away, but he wanted and needed the good feeling. Optimally, he'd do this with Brett. God, he'd love to do this with Brett, but knowing that wasn't an option he'd settle for the next best thing.
                          
He licked his lips as he let his hand set a steady pace that felt good. In his head, he played a scene from the last handjob Brett had given him. He visualized how Brett had purred in his ear, kissed his neck, played with his dick... 
                          
Brett always knew how to make him feel good, how to tease him just right to build the orgasm. He'd always been good at that, even before they became a couple. Eddy was always impressed and grateful for the fact that he had bothered to learn what made Eddy feel great. That was just one of the million amazning things about Brett, one of the infinite reasons why Eddy loved him. 
                          
"Ah fuck," he whispered to himself, letting the muscles in his jaw let go so his mouth was hanging half open. He leaned on the wall with one hand and sped up the other, letting his thumb press against the top of his dick as he moved down, just like Brett always would. It felt nice, but not as nice as when Brett did it. He needed something more. 
                          
He looked up at the shampoo shelf and spotted the lube that was still sitting on the top shelf after their previous shower adventure. From when Eddy had fucked him, made him whimper in pleasure and beg for him to go faster. He reached up for it and got some lube on his fingers, having Brett's moans on his mind ashe did. 
                          
"Mhm," Eddy half moaned quietly as he let two fingers slide in his ass, quickly finding his prostate. His other hand was still busy with his dick, and his back was hurting slightly from the awkward position he was standing in, but the orgasm built quickly when he got to that point. 
                          
He let himself slide down to the floor with his back against the wall to a half  sitting position with his fingers still working in his ass and his hand massaging his dick gently. His breathing hitched with the sparks of pleasure and he leaned his head back against the wall with his jaw hanging loose still. It felt so much better when Brett did it, but he could still push himself towards an orgasm. 
                          
"Oh shit," Eddy gasped as he came, shivering as the pleasure waves traveled through his body and made his muscles tense up and let go for just a moment. It felt nice.