He was soaring, free to immerse in lust and love, no guilt, no inhibitions, just the emotions and physical sensations rolling through him. Taren controlled everything, the only thing Ian had to do was take and enjoy.
Too soon, Taren came, pulsing and throbbing inside Ian. Warm liquid filled him, giving his prostate a jolt.
Easing out of Ian, Taren set him on his feet and leaned against Ian, shivering, panting, and holding Ian close. Taren’s body was warm, solid, surrounding Ian by his muscles and his scent. They stood there for a bit, close together until the warm air became cool and damp. Taren reached over and turned the water on. They lathered up and washed each other down. After their shower, Taren wrapped Ian in a thick towel and they went out to the main part of the room.
Ian thre
