The steam from the shower filled the room, a thick, humid fog that only served to heighten the senses. Zach, lost in his own world, didn't notice Wesley until his strong arms wrapped around him from behind. Wesley's lips found the nape of Zach's neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. Zach's breath hitched as Wesley's hands traveled down his body, one wrapping around his hardening cock, the other reaching around to tease his asshole. Zach tensed for a moment, but the pleasure was too intense to resist. He pushed back against Wesley's fingers, eager for more. Wesley obliged, sliding two fingers in and out, stretching Zach's hole before replacing them with his thick cock. Zach gasped, his hands gripping the shower wall for support as Wesley began to fuck him, slow and deep, driving them both to the edge of ecstasy.