The Flower Arrangement by Carmine K. C

Author:Carmine, K. C.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-06-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter five

The Tub

Hugh

Hugh could hardly believe what was happening, but he wasn’t about to look a gift florist in the… Was there a metaphor for that? His brain was mush as he watched Brendan, completely naked, bent over the round tub in the middle to check the temperature of the water. The muscles in his massive forearm flexed with every movement, his buttocks looked like he could bounce a coin off them, and his thighs said Brendan had never skipped leg day at the gym.

“You going to just stand there?” Brendan asked, looking over his shoulder.

“Uhh…” Wake up, brain cells. “I’m just admiring the view.”

Brendan turned back to the water but Hugh could see the blush blooming on his cheeks. He was just as adorable as his muscles were big.

Hugh piled a set of thick, white towels closer to the tub, while Brendan drew the bath, pouring in the entire contents of a tiny bottle of bath foam. Soon, the air was filled with the sweet yet subtle scent of pomegranate. When the bath was half full, Brendan turned off the tap.

With grace defying Brendan’s big build, he lowered himself into the steaming water, the bubbles parting for him. He sat back, his tree-trunk arms spreading wide to rest on the tub’s edge. His eyes followed the sway of Hugh’s cock as he walked closer, the heated gaze sending new sparks of lust through Hugh. Brendan had really liked his frenum piercing. Hugh couldn’t wait until he saw the other one.

Lifting his leg up higher than necessary, Hugh held his cock and balls up as he stepped into the tub. He watched Brendan’s eyes blow wide the moment he noticed his guiche piercing, a barbel going horizontally through the perineum. Hugh had always liked the way it looked on others. He’d done it for the visual aesthetic, but found out pretty quickly that stimulating it brought him more acute pleasure in the area. By the look of Brendan’s Adam’s apple bobbing, he might want to play with it tonight. Well, who was Hugh to say no to that?

Hugh gingerly lowered himself into the water. It was so fucking hot, he was afraid his skin would melt off. But he said nothing, seeing Brendan’s satisfied expression as he sat halfway covered by the bubbles that stuck to his chest hair.

Sliding lower, Brendan dove under until the water covered his face, hiding him under the bubbles. He emerged like a fisherman’s dream siren—hot, wet and wiping foam off his face with his big palm, lingering to scratch his beard.

“Will you wash my hair?” Brendan asked, as if he hadn’t just rendered Hugh speechless with his erotic display.

“Of course.” Hugh nodded, accepting the small bottle of the hotel shampoo from Brendan.

Hugh scoffed at the list of sulphates on the tiny label, wishing he had the good stuff with him. But he’d been given the privilege of touching Brendan, and that was all that mattered. He squirted a dollop and spread it on his palms.

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