The water shut off.
Seth cleared his throat.
It was clear what he had to do.
There was only one option.6
Being naked in Seth’s house did something for him. Maybe it was proximity, the intimacy of being in Seth’s domain, on his turf; whatever it was made him hard. Standing under the flow of hot water, Derrick felt the familiar stirrings of arousal. This was not what he expected to happen as he trudged along the shoulder of the road, returning to the only place around for a few miles. Of course, he had let his mind wander, let it cook up one or two brief naughty scenarios, but they were quickly dashed when he tripped, falling in a gritty puddle.
Now, however, they came roaring back.