Matt ducked under the sink to retrieve a newdisposable razor and snickered as he extracted a long, slim, pinkrazor. “These? You know they’re for girls.”
The way Vic glared at him only made Mattlaugh. “This is my manhood we’re talking about. I’m not going tohack it off accidentally with some manly blade. I’m going to begentle to it. It’s been good to me.”
“If the guys you work with ever saw this,”Matt teased, rinsing the razor off under the warm water. “Whatwould Kyle say?”
Vic finished for him, “He’d wish he thoughtof it himself. There’s nothing worse than a nick on your dick.Trust me. Now you’re overdressed, buddy. Pants off.”
“I’m busy here,” Matt told him. “You wantthem off, you take them off.”
Vic needed no further prompting. Hooking hisfingers into Matt’s briefs, he shucked off both shorts and undiesin one fluid move. Matt twitched his hips as Vic squatted behindhim, pushing the clothing to the floor. “Step up,” Viccommanded.
Matt obeyed. First one foot, then the other,until his ankles were free from the shorts. Vic tossed them asidewith the rest of their clothing. Before he stood, he pressed hisface to the underside of Matt’s round buttocks. With a hand oneither cheek, Vic separated the fleshy mounds to deposit a kissbetween them, mere breath from the pucker of Matt’s anus. When histongue licked out, Matt rose up on the tips of his toes, hiserection hard and pounding against the edge of the sink. One handgripped the razor so tight, the plastic handle bit into his palm.His other hand clenched the handle of the faucet, twisting itroughly. Hot water splashed into the already full sink and gurgleddown the overflow pipe. “Vic!” he gasped as delight flickeredthrough him. Suddenly he didn’t want to wait any longer—Vic couldfinish shaving himself after they fucked. “I can’t wait. I need younow.”
“Nope, sorry.” Vic rose to stand behind him,hands on Matt’s hips. Leaning into his lover, he nosed aside thedamp curls at Matt’s nape and kissed the back of his neck. “We’realmost done.”
Matt looked at Vic’s reflection in themirror, incredulous. “Are you telling me no?”
“I’m telling you soon,” Vic replied, the hintof an enigmatic smile on his face. “I’d never tell you no.”
“Sure sounds like no to me,” Mattgrumbled.
Vic laughed. “You haven’t heard the word inso long, you wouldn’t know it now if you heard it. Between you andthat dog, I don’t know who’s more spoiled.”
Turning in his embrace, Matt leaned backagainst the sink and kissed the tip of Vic’s nose as he thrust hiships into Vic’s. One hand dipped between them to caress Vic’s dick.“News flash for you, lover boy. One guy here’s more spoiled thanall the rest and his name rhymes with—yeouch!”
Amusement flickered over Vic’s features.“Really? Where’s he live?”
But Matt had withdrawn his hand and movedaway from his lover as he cradled his fingers against his chest.“Dude, you are seriously prickly. Like a cactus, I mean it. Youcould hurt someone with that.”
Confused, Vic scratched his balls.“What?”
“Super stubble.” Matt circled around himwarily. “I’m not spooning with that against my ass. Your crotchfeels like sandpaper.”
With a sardonic grin, Vic reminded him, “Isaid it needed shaving. But oh, no, you’re the one who wanted towait.”
“I changed my mind. Sit down.” At the strangelook Vic gave him, Matt laughed. “Wait, that won’t work. Let me sitthis time and you stand. Is that how you usually do it?”
“I usually do it alone,” Vic pointed out.
Matt slapped Vic’s butt as he skirted aroundbehind his lover. The edge of the tub was still warm from where Vichad sat earlier. It was a bit of a stretch to reach the sink, evenif Matt sat up straight, so he settled for scooting over closer tothe tub’s spigot. Whenever he wanted to rinse the razor, he turnedon the faucet there instead. “You’re wasting water,” Vicgrumbled.
“I’m only running it when I need it.”Spreading his legs, Matt patted the inside of his thigh. “Step up,sweetheart.”
Vic obeyed.
Mimicking his lover’s antics earlier, Mattleaned his face into Vic’s crotch. He breathed in a heady, muskyscent, something clean like the soap Vic used mingled with hislover’s own special smell, and he couldn’t stop himself fromlicking out to trail his tongue along the length of Vic’ssemi-erect penis. The familiar taste of his lover assailed him,filling his senses; Matt wrapped his arms around Vic’s legs andpressed his cheek flat against Vic’s pubic mound to drink in theman before him. ::Love you,:: he thought, hugging Vic closedespite the bristly fuzz chafing his skin.
A large hand dropped to the top of Matt’shead, strong fingers roaming through Matt’s thick curls. When Vic’sthoughts filled Matt’s head, they were heavy with such love andemotion, they made Matt’s eyes tear. ::God, Matty, me too. Whatdo you say we wrap this up and call it a night? I want to feel youin me.::
How could Matt say no to that?
* * * *
Vic had been shaving his genitals since highschool. He started because he didn’t like the scraggly way hispubic hair grew in during puberty, but after his first few sexualencounters with other guys, he came to appreciate the feel ofsmooth skin down there. He liked the way it felt, and he’d be lyingif he said he didn’t like the way it looked, as well. He wasn’t asmall man, by any means, but shaving made his dick stand out,adding bulk to his cock and balls and making him look…well,bigger. He liked that a lot.
The first few times he had shaved below thebelt, it turned him on, of course. Playing with his dick alwaysdid, and shaving it was no different. But over the years he’d grownso used to the weekly routine, he didn’t allow himself time to takepleasure in it—he lathered without thought, then held his length toone side as he shaved quickly. By the time he reached his nuts, hisshaft stood up on its own, but he barely noticed. He pulled thesoft skin of his scrotum taut, shaved that as well, and wasdone.
Matt, however, had never shaved his owncrotch, let alone someone else’s. Each move he made was tentative,each touch
