and thanking everyone for donating. It was only a few hours of conversing, drinking, and dancing. Would Sacha want to go with him to his events? He supposed it was one of those things they’d eventually have to discuss.
When they got back inside, Saint went to his room to shower while Sacha and Chip followed Gio into his room. A wicked little smile curled Sacha’s lips.
“You know, we should probably shower together. That way I don’t have to wait until you’re done. Save time.”
Gio hummed. “That does sound like a very smart idea.” He took hold of Sacha’s hand and led him toward his bathroom. “I’d much rather have you inside the shower with me than standing outside it.”
Sacha told Chip to lie down, and Chip happily trotted over to the window and jumped up on the armchair, curling up and staring out the window. Gio shut the door behind them and got the water running. When he turned around, Sacha was down to just his boxer briefs. A groan left Gio’s lips.
“You’re wearing far too many clothes for a shower, Galanos.”
Gio quickly undressed, tossing his clothes to one side.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Sacha said, his gaze raking over every inch of Gio. He ushered Gio into the shower, closing the glass door. Then he stood in front of Gio, his face lifted, and their eyes locked on each other. He was waiting. A delicious shiver went through Gio. He brushed his fingers down Sacha’s jaw.
“Hand me the shower gel and sponge,” Gio told him.
Sacha quickly did as Gio asked, handing him both. He stood patiently as Gio poured a generous amount of gel onto the luxurious sponge.
“Turn around.”
Sacha turned to face away, and Gio stepped close, one hand caressing Sacha while he lathered Sacha up with the other, slowly running the soft sponge over his smooth skin, taking note of every freckle and every faint scar. Sacha trembled as Gio brought the sponge up between his legs.
“I’ve never done this before,” Sacha admitted, his voice rough.
“Have someone bathe you?”
Sacha shook his head, and Gio was sure there were going to be plenty of firsts for both of them. It didn’t surprise him that Sacha had never let anyone take care of him in the bedroom, just as Gio had never had anyone take care of him outside it.
“Step under the water,” Gio instructed, and Sacha did, allowing Gio to rinse him off. Then he turned Sacha around and brushed his lips over Sacha’s cheek. “Wash me.”
Sacha let out a shaky breath as he diligently and slowly washed every inch of Gio’s body, the sight of him on his knees again getting Gio hard. Sacha slid his strong fingers up Gio’s thighs, the sponge in one hand. His eyes stayed on Gio’s as he lathered Gio up, fingers slipping between Gio’s crease to tease his hole.
“Get up,” Gio growled.
Sacha quickly complied, and Gio rinsed off. He moved Sacha against the shower wall and got on his knees, smiling at the curse Sacha let out. Geo wrapped his hand around Sacha’s rock-hard length.
“I want you to fuck my mouth,” Gio ordered. He swirled his tongue around the head of Sacha’s cock, lapping up the pearls of precome, humming at the way Sacha’s entire body trembled. He swallowed Sacha down to the root, moaning when Sacha cried out. He grabbed fistfuls of Gio’s hair and started rocking his hips, small thrusts at first. Gio slipped one finger between Sacha’s ass cheeks to tease his hole as he alternated between sucking and licking Sacha’s cock.
“Oh fuck! Gio.” Sacha held on tight to Gio’s hair, his hips picking up speed as he thrust into Gio’s mouth over and over, fucking his lips the way Gio had demanded of him.
Gio kept his gaze on Sacha, his own leaking cock painfully hard just from the expression of pure bliss on Sacha’s face. His cheeks were flushed, his lips parted, and his pupils blown.
Sacha gasped, then moaned, his hips losing their steady rhythm as he pumped himself faster and faster. “Gio,” Sacha warned, but Gio simply doubled his efforts until he felt warm salty come shoot down his throat. He took all of Sacha, sucking until Sacha was spent.
Standing, Gio brought Sacha against him and kissed him so he could taste himself, smiling when Sacha melted against him, soft and pliant. When they pulled apart, Sacha let out a shaky laugh.
“Holy fuck. That was… wow.”
Gio kissed him again before turning them both back to the shower. They finished