“You do it on purpose, dontcha?”

Brian flashed Dom an innocent look as he peeked out from behind the shower curtain and asked, “Do what?”

“Hog all the hot water,” Dom rumbled, stepping into the shower and lightly pushing Brian back into the spray.

Grinning as he was tugged into Dom’s arms, Brian asked, “Now why would I do that?”

“Because you’re a selfish bastard,” Dom answered, sliding his hands down Brian’s back to squeeze his ass. “And you know I can’t resist you like this, which always makes me late.”

Brian undulated against him and whispered hotly in his ear, “What good’s being the boss if you can’t be late?” then bit it sharply.

Dom growled and took his mouth in a fierce kiss, pinning him against the tiled wall to rub their cocks together. He flipped Brian around so that he faced the wall and slid the soap between his ass, slicking him up good to shove two fingers inside. Brian moaned and shoved back on the invasion, so Dom instantly started stretching him, twisting his fingers and scissoring them in Brian’s body.

“Fuck me!” Brian gasped when Dom hit his prostate.

Dom lined up and pushed his cock into the hole that still seemed too small to accommodate him, even after months of being lovers. It always did, though, and he groaned at the sensation of wet, tight heat clamping down around him. Starting a hard, steady rhythm, Dom thrust in and out of his lover, angling to reach the magic spot in Brian’s body that made him lose control. Brian gave a strangled yelp when he nailed it and Dom grinned fiercely.

Sliding his arm around Brian’s waist, he pulled the other man flush against him and just pistoned in and out of his body using his hips. Sucking and biting at the smooth, wet skin of Brian’s shoulders and throat, he gasped a few times, feeling orgasm approach fast. Wanting to bring Brian with him, Dom started jacking him, squeezing his hand tight around the long, slender cock.

“Oh God, shit, Dom! I’m coming man, oh, oh, shit!”

Brian jerked hard in his arms, almost breaking free, as he came. The tightening of his ass around Dom’s cock drove him fast over the edge. He rabbited into the tight sleeve of flesh and came seconds later, sealing his body to Brian’s as he did and grinding down hard into his ass. Panting, he didn’t move for several long minutes, just holding onto Brian and swaying slightly, as if they were dancing in place. He kissed the bite-mark on the juncture of shoulder and throat in apology, though at least he hadn’t broken the skin this time.

Heaving a long sigh, Brian just stayed limp in his arms, letting the hot water wash over them. He craned his neck, angling for a kiss, and got a slow, deep one. Humming in satisfaction, Brian pulled away to murmur, “You’re going to be late.”

“Fuck ‘em,” Dom replied, nuzzling at his throat. “What good’s being the boss if I can’t be late?”

Brian grinned and wiggled his ass a little, asking, “You up for round two?”

“Why you think I bought such a big water heater?” Dom countered, chuckling.

Brian was a bad influence when it came to getting to the garage on time, but hell. This was the cleanest Dom had ever been in his life.