In the privacy of a summer shower, we stand under the cascading water, our bodies slick with soap and desire. I feel your gaze on my nipples, hard and erect from the cool water and the heat of your stare. You step closer, your cock pressing against my stomach, a silent command. I reach down, wrapping my hand around your shaft, feeling the veins pulse with need. I stroke you, my other hand cupping your balls, as we stand under the streams of water. Your cock grows harder, your hips thrusting forward, begging for more. I lean in, my lips parting, ready to take you into my mouth, to feel you fill my throat as the water continues to pour down on us.