could run his hands over his arms, armpits, and legs. “You did a good job.” Then he ran his hands over his chest and belly. He tilted his head as if he were deciding if more work was needed. Then he slid a hand into his briefs, pressing his fingertips to the area just above his penis. “Yeah, okay, probably the, er, bikini area too.”
“Really?”
“Have you seen how low the official swimsuits ride? I can’t have any hair there either.”
“Do you do the whole Brazilian thing? Like, get your balls waxed and all that?”
“Yup. Hurts like a mother. Luckily I’ve never been super hairy down there, so I usually only have to do the whole shebang once a season.” Isaac tilted his head. “How do you stay so hairless under that little swimsuit?”
“I see a lady back home who just does the parts the swimsuit doesn’t cover. I’ve never had my balls waxed.”
“It’s an experience. You could help me out now and get right above my cock, the creases of my thighs, anything where there might be hair.”
“So you’d have to get naked.”
Isaac winked at Tim. “That a problem?”
“Not for me.”
Isaac stood and slid off his briefs. The sight of Isaac’s cock, which plumped up a little under Tim’s gaze, momentarily mesmerized Tim. Isaac then sat back on the toilet seat and spread his legs. “Go to town.”
Good Lord.
Tim took a good look first, reminding himself he was helping Isaac stay competitive and not sitting face-to-crotch with a man he really liked. Isaac’s cock was right there, though, practically calling to him. Tim wanted to take it in his mouth, but instead he lifted it slightly to get a better look at where Isaac’s hair grew back.
Isaac’s body hair was dark, at least, and easy to spot. There was stubble above his cock, along the sides of it, at the tops of his thighs. Isaac shifted his hips enough for… Lord… Tim to see his asshole too, which seemed completely hairless. Tim slid his thumb across it.
“Woah, buddy,” Isaac said with a laugh.
“Just making sure there’s no hair.”
“Uh-huh.”
Tim grabbed the shaving cream and wiped some over the stubbly areas. He carefully scraped it away, satisfied when removing the shaving cream revealed smooth skin.
He tried to ignore the fact that Isaac was getting hard.
But by the time Tim finished, Isaac was fully erect, his cock huge. Tim took the washcloth Isaac handed him and wiped away the last of the shaving cream. Isaac looked down and inspected Tim’s work, running his fingers over his whole area. Then he grabbed his balls.
“Nice job,” Isaac said. “It feels good.”
Tim leaned forward a little and made a show of looking close. “I mean, I should probably get a closer look.”
“If it’s for quality assurance purposes….”
“It is.”
Tim took Isaac’s cock into his mouth.
Isaac moaned and widened his legs further, then pressed his fingers into Tim’s hair. He massaged Tim’s scalp as Tim licked and sucked, enjoying the pressure and weight of Isaac’s cock against his tongue. Then he backed off slightly but dove down to lick the area he’d just shaved. The lingering shaving cream tasted bitter and chemical, but Tim had to have his tongue against Isaac. He licked the newly smooth skin, then took each of Isaac’s balls into his mouth—quality assurance, as well as making sure that pre-Games wax still served him well—and Isaac hissed and moaned above him. Then Tim dove back onto Isaac’s cock, sucking it into his mouth and licking the underside.
“Good God in heaven,” Isaac muttered, shifting his hips a little, lifting off the toilet seat, fucking Tim’s mouth. “You’re doing a good job there too.”
Tim smiled at the pun but kept sucking, wanting to feel Isaac come on his tongue. He lifted his hand and fisted Isaac’s cock, stroking it hard, pulling more moans from Isaac.
Then Isaac’s back arched and he said, “Oh, fuck,” and he came in Tim’s mouth.
Tim held him there until he stopped pulsing, then opened his mouth to show Isaac what he’d left behind. Isaac groaned at the sight. Tim closed his mouth, swallowed, and showed Isaac his clean tongue. Isaac groaned harder.
“That was hot,” Isaac said, panting.
Tim knelt back and grinned up at Isaac.
Isaac bent forward, cupped Tim’s cheek, and kissed him hard. Tim opened his mouth, letting Isaac’s tongue inside, and hoped Isaac could taste himself there.
Isaac pulled away slightly. He kissed Tim’s nose. “I want to take a shower and wash away some of the shaving cream residue. Care to