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Authors: Laura Baumbach

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Bram went to his knees, trailing the sponge down one side of James then the other, following the curve of thighs down to the arch of each instep. He pointedly avoided James' bobbing erection, narrowly skimming down the crease of his groin and back up.

The pulsing, swollen shaft swayed, leaking a milky fluid that was washed away in the warm mist of the shower's spray.

James looked down to see Bram's broad shoulders and water-darkened hair. Small streams ran down the tanned flesh, diverging and merging as they followed the dips and valleys of the well-defined muscles and sinewy limbs. The deeply tanned skin shone like bronzed metal.

From this angle James could see Bram's own nipples were peaked and rosy, the flesh full and erect. James longed to be able to lick and suckle them. He moaned then whimpered, the impact of his loss of freedom becoming even more torturous as desire and lust magnified at the sight of his magnificent lover on his knees before him.

Words of longing caught in his throat, making him grunt out unintelligible sounds of wanton need.

The distressed groan brought Bram up from his knees. He looked at James' flushed face and quivering body for only a moment before acting.

Sighing in relief, James nearly cried out when one of his wrists was released, fingers automatically reaching for Bram's water-slick chest. His relief was short lived.

"Fuck! Bram! What?" The last was more of a desperate whine than a question.

"No touching, baby. Warned you once already." Bram bit the lobe of his ear and the sharp tingle of pain made James shiver despite the heat of the room.

He was spun around face to the wall and his wrist looped up into the rope with his other one.

Bram nudged James' legs apart with his foot and ran the slippery sponge down James'

spine, letting the satiny smooth suds gather at the small of his back where they ran into the crack of his ass. Bram followed the sudsy track and rubbed the gritty surface of the net sponge over James' raw, fluttering asshole.

"Tell me." Bram scoured over the opening, adding just enough pressure to make the contact erotic not teasing.

James shoved his ass higher in the air and gasped. "Oh, God, yeah, more please."

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Bram played with increasing pressure, varying the length and area he stroked, never giving James enough to reach a peak of excitement, but not allowing him to fall complacent either. He sponged lower over sensitive inner thighs, then forward to nudge the tight sac hanging unprotected and inviting between James' spread, trembling legs.

James wrapped his fingers around the cords binding his hands until his knuckles turned white, concentrating on every sensation his skin was transmitting to his fevered brain. He forced out the sounds of the water and the soft murmur of Bram's breathing, trying to intensify the little thrills of excitement traveling up his spine from his ass. His cock thumped against the tile wall and he squirmed to feel the ridges of the grout where it met smooth tile in an effort to provide more stimulation to his shaft.

Just as he found a rhythm and pace that fed his approaching climax, he was suddenly spun around and knocked against the wall. Looking up into Bram's face, James' breathing hitched at the scorching glare the man gave him.

"Uh-uh. That's cheating." Bram held the sponge directly above James' erection and squeezed a dollop of suds onto the reddened tip, letting the silky foam drizzle down the length of the heated rod.

James hissed and clenched his eyes, torn between shaking off the maddening tickle and savoring every slow oozing bubble on his sensitive skin. The sensation faded away as the fine spray of water pelted him and James realized that was all he felt. Opening his eyes he was greeted by a sight that took his already labored breath away.

Three feet away from him stood his tall, broad-shouldered, bronzed god of a lover, naked, muscles sharply defined in the bright light of the shower spotlights, skin slick and shiny with water and sweat. Just out of reach, but definitely not out of sight.

James slowly raked his gaze up Bram's body until he found his lover's handsome, chiseled face. Bram's expression of primal hunger mirrored his own thwarted cravings.

But Bram could do something about them. James squirmed at the thought of the imposing, restrained physical power waiting to be unleashed in his lover. Bound, all James had was his voice. His lover knew it was difficult for James to verbalize during sex

-- knew it and was using it to his advantage.

"So tell me, like what you see, baby?" Bram's voice was like a cat's purr, rumbled and silky rough. "Maybe you need to see more before you can decide?"

Bram flexed and stretched under the now pulsing spray of water, never lowering his sultry gaze from James' face.

James' attention darted from one impressive muscle group to the next. Droplets of water, like tiny prisms refracted in the shower spotlights, rained down on the smooth, sun-darkened skin, highlighting every curve, bulge and smooth plane. James wanted to follow their glistening trail with his tongue. He moaned and strained against the rope.

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Biting his lower lip, James watched as Bram struck a provocative pose in front of him.

He jutted his tapered hips forward, forcing his fully engorged cock higher, letting the natural pulsing movement of the straining shaft mesmerize and taunt James.

"See anything you like yet, baby? Tell me what you like. Tell what you want me to do to you." Bram ran his hands down the creases of his groin to his balls, fondling and displaying himself, but never touching his heavy cock. "Tell me."

James bit his lip harder and tightened his grip on the rope binding his hands, but any words that came to mind sounded inadequate. He settled for a strangled grunt. "Ugh!"

"Not good enough, baby. You have to tell me."

Adding more gel to the sponge, Bram soaped and caress his own body, swiping deliberately over the glistening flesh, purposely avoiding his groin. After the front of his body had been bathed, he leisurely gelled his hand and brought it to his erection. Stroking the proud shaft in one meaty hand, he palmed and kneaded his chest with the other, working his nipples taut. His gaze never once left James.

James felt his temperature rise and his breathing grow more labored with each pass Bram made over his shaft. He watched his lover's hand glide up and down, circling the huge bulbous head with his thumb and fingering the weighty sac nestled between his firm, stout thighs. Bram moaned and brought James' attention back to his handsome face, now bearing a grimace of lustful need.

"God, baby. I'd love to feel your sweet lips wrapped around my cock. Love to have your hot little tongue lapping at me," Bram stroked himself in time to the rhythm of his words,

"licking out the slit," circling the head with his fingers, massaging the leaking fluid from the tip into his skin, "eating up my juice."

Stepping closer, Bram pinched his nipples and rolled the peaks hard between his fingers.

"All for you, baby. It's all yours. Would you like that?" He dropped his gaze to James'

straining, leaking cock and licked his lips provocatively, whispering in a throaty purr thick with desire. "Or would you like me to take your sweet, juicy rod down my throat?

Huh, baby? Would you like me to swallow you whole? Suck the come right out of you until your balls ache?"

Panting, James arched off the wall, trying to narrow down the distance separating them.

The spray from the showerheads had turned from soothing to torturous; each new burst of water was like being pelted with sharp pins and the comforting warmth of the water was now a stifling heat. He could feel his pulse pounding in the base of his cock, the shaft so hard and aching, he thought the skin might split. James suddenly felt lonely and isolated.

He needed to feel Bram's tender-rough touch to soothe him and take away the unbearable ache blossoming in his chest.

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"Suck me!" James gasped, tears running down his face. "Please, Bram, suck me. Suck me dry."

Instantly closing the gap between them, Bram grabbed James' face and gently kissed away the tears on his cheeks, adding a light kiss to each eyelid before sealing his mouth to James' lips. Bram kissed him, deep and hard, pressing his heated body along James slender frame, enveloping the smaller man completely in his embrace. "Anything you want, baby. All you need to do is ask."

"Suck me. Just suck me, now." James returned the kiss with fevered enthusiasm, biting and licking over Bram's lips, cheeks and jaw. As Bram drew away, James surged forward and sucked on the man's strong chin, mimicking the act he was requesting.

Running his hands down James' straining, writhing body, Bram fell to his knees, nudging James' legs farther apart as he dropped. Without preamble or warning he took the slender, hard shaft into his mouth and began to slowly swallow it, inch by inch, taking care not to give too much stimulation at once to draw out the moment.

James bucked and cried out, pumping his hips into the blissful heat of Bram's talented mouth, pulling the rope confining his wrists to its limit. A gel-slicked finger brushed over his hole then wormed its way into his ass, massaging and coating the tender inside. It was all the added push James needed. Spurting and bucking into the tight suction of Bram's throat, James convulsed and screamed. "Bram! Jesus, fuck!"

James felt like his balls were being sucked up through his cock. He was dizzy and disoriented from the heat and the rocketing swiftness of his orgasm. The moment he started to soften, he was released, a hot hand replacing the hot mouth, skillfully fondling his half-hard cock to respond.

Opening his eyes, James found himself facing the shower wall. Bram plastered his body to James' back and his throaty gravel voice, strained with pent-up lust, panted in his ear.

"God, you're so beautiful when you come, baby. So beautiful. Stretched out and helpless, all hard and ready for me, begging for me, coming for me. My beautiful baby."

Rough hands kneaded James' nipples and fondled his shaft back to fullness. When both tits were hot and swollen, Bram moved his hand down to massage and rub over James'

backside, roughly spreading and gripping the firm globes, letting a rivulet of hot water run over the slicked, puckered opening.

"Want me to fuck you, baby? Is that what you need?" Bram stroked James' cock. "Want my cock buried deep inside of your tight little ass? Would that make you happy, baby?"

He jacked James harder, his gel-slicked hand moving smoothly over the thickening rod, fingers rimming the tip and tracing the pattern of pulsing veins.

"Yes, goddamn it." James grunted and pushed into the harsh grip, seeking more friction.

"Fuck me. Just fucking fuck me."

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Bram kissed his lover's shoulder then bit the curve of his neck, adding teeth marks to the purple bruise already branding James as his. "Anything for you, baby, anything."

With one powerful surge of lustful energy, Bram breached James' opening and plowed into the hilt, driving the smaller man off the floor and up the wall. Bram held James in place with an arm around his waist and one under a bent leg, gripping the thigh hard enough to leave bruises.

Resting his forehead on the wall beside James, Bram whispered in James' ear while he pounded mercilessly into James' ass. "Feels so sweet, so tight, so right. My baby feels so good."

Wanting to regain some control in their coupling, James reached up and grabbed hold of the metal bar the rope was tied to above his head. Pulling his body up, he shoved back against the firm cock sliding in and out of his opening, squeezing and twisting his ass with each brutal impact. "Harder! Fuck me harder! Split me in two, caveman. Give it to me." James shuddered and trembled, impaled again and again on the thick, long rod, impaled so far his stomach muscles fluttered. His orgasm ripped through him unexpectedly and James screamed out his surprise. "Christ! Bram!"

The ripples of climax transmitted down James' rigid body to his still thrusting lover.

Bram gripped both of the slim hips hard, heaving and pounding with a raw, primal energy, drinking in every quivering tremor. "Jesus God, baby, that's it, shake for me, shake for me. Show me how much you love me."

The word "love" made James gasp, lost in the haze of orgasm and the all-encompassing fullness slamming into him. A burst of pain mixed with a lightning-quick blast of bright pleasure streaked up his spine as Bram shifted slightly and hammered over his prostate.

James tightened his raw muscles to repeat the sensation, feeling the shaft inside of him grow and pulse.

"So close, baby. Almost there." Bram grunted and strained, his voice a tight whipcord of control. "Gonna fill you up, make you mine. Show you no one can do you better than I can." He arched his back and shoved deeper, gasping his words in hoarse, strangled breaths. "You're mine, baby. All. Fucking. Mine."

James felt the blast of come flood his ass, amazed at the heat and volume of the load.

Impaled motionless on Bram's spurting rod, he gasped and bucked as a new sizzle of excitement burnt along his nerve endings. His over-sensitized body responded to the throbbing iron rod still bathing his inner walls with liquid heat, clenching. The broad cock head pulsed against his prostate and stretched his fluttering inner muscles to their limits. One last rapid, unexpected, brutal plunge in and out of his abused hole and James'

cock spasmed and spurted for the third time, leaving a small smear of pale juice on the wall.

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Dizzy from the heat and weak from the exertions, James looked over his shoulder to tell Bram he was going to pass out, but croaked out the words that had been running around and around in his head all day instead.

"God, I love you, you bastard."

Warm arms wrapped around him and James melted into the embrace then slipped into the rapidly gathering darkness.

***

He woke to the sensual feeling of warm, rough-skinned hands massaging and caressing his body. James slowly took in the fact a massive heat source was plastered along the length of his body and his head was pillowed on a hard-muscled arm covered in smooth, supple flesh. James' muddled brain had no problem identifying his comforter; the big man's scent and touch was imprinted on the most instinctive, primal parts of his body and brain.

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