Page 62 of The Token Yank

He picked up Rafe and pushed him against the shower wall. They kissed under the showerhead, water flooding between them, but not even close to stoppingthem.

“I still fucking like you,” Eamonnsaid.

“I…you…” Rafe uttered out between kisses. Though in his defense, Eamonn had his tongue in his ear, scrambling his cognitivefunctionality.

Eamonn’s cock pressed against Rafe’s opening. He couldn’t get enough of Rafe’s flesh. He wanted them to get dirty all overagain.

Moments later, Rafe had his hands against the shower wall, and Eamonn had his tongue against Rafe’s arse. He spanked that bouncy bum hard, and it echoed in thebathroom.

“Don’t be so loud!” Rafeadmonished.

“I’ll be as loud as I fucking want. Heath and Louisa already know we’re shagging.” He went to town on that tight hole. He liked the mix of the fresh soap with Rafe’s natural manly scent. He stroked his own cock,too.

As steamy as shower sex was, in reality, it was impossible. Well, impossible unless you enjoyed pain. Eamonn had learned this lesson already. Water was not the same as water-based lubricant. Water was actually the enemy of analsex.

Eamonn swiped a condom and a bottle of lube from his nightstand and darted back into the bathroom. He carried Rafe to the bathroom counter and slicked both of them up. Rafe wrapped his legs against Eamonn once more as Eamonn pushed inside him. He gazed into Rafe’s eyes with eachthrust.

“Eamonn,” Rafe whispered against his lips. Drops of water hung from his hair and his eyelashes. “Eamonn.”

“Rafe.” Eamonn’s whole body shook with orgasm. He held Rafe as close to him as possible as hecame.

Not to leave Rafe empty-handed, when he caught his breath, Eamonn got on his knees and took Rafe’s cock in his mouth. Rafe held onto the bathroom sink and thrust his hips forward. Eamonn tasted bitter pre-cum on his tongue. Rafe grabbed onto Eamonn’s hair and fucked his mouth for a fewseconds.

“You drive on the left side of the road for five minutes, and suddenly you’re Mr. Bossy,” Eamonn said in between licking his balls. The lusty look he gave Rafe was his full-heartedapproval.

Eamonn took his cock to the base, and soon his mouth filled with Rafe’s spunk. Rafe nearly collapsed shooting his load. Eamonn caught him just intime.

“I think I need some food,” Rafesaid.

“Let’s clean ourselves off first.” Eamonn pointed to the already-runningshower.

“That’s soconvenient!”

After the shower, where they showered for real this time, Rafe put on his clothes from yesterday. In solidarity, Eamonn did the same. The smell of cheese on toast overtook his senses and compelled him and Rafe to thekitchen.

Rafe did a little spin on his way into the kitchen, as if his life was a piece of musical theater. “Louisa, I’m craving one of your cheese ontoasts—”

Eamonn swung open the kitchen door and went just as silent as Rafe. Heath and Louisa sat at the table, but Rafe’s seat was occupied. The familiar slinky smile and red hair looking back at him made Eamonn turn into one of those Stonehengerocks.

“This must be the Token Yank,” Nathan said. He stood up and held out his hand to Rafe. “Hiya, mate. Thanks for keeping my roomwarm.”