In the privacy of his own room, Jamie strips off his clothes as the water runs in the shower and leaves them on the bathroom floor. When steam starts to fog the mirror, he steps into the shower stall and pulls the thin curtain along the rod, creating an instant sauna. The hot water feels wonderful on his neck and back, and he turns his face into the spray, gasping at the sensation.
Eyes closed, he pictures Thad in a stall very much like this one, under a similar spray, as naked as Jamie is himself. The thought makes his blood surge and a familiar heaviness sinks into his groin. Almost absently, one hand trails down his stomach to cup his half-erect c**k and the soft nutsack beneath it.
Pleasure shoots through him. He fists his d**k and starts to stroke the smooth length, kneading his fin
