He looks like a deity with the water trailing down over his chest, between his defined shoulder blades, over his tight ass and long legs. His blond hair sticks to his head, dark with water. The washing carries on longer than strictly necessary, before I turn the shower off. He steps out, water dripping down the length of his naked body. I want to bend him over the towel rack and fuck him right here and now. I want to cover that smooth toned body with my marks, claim him as all mine.
