We followed the guard in silence out of the room and into the next one. He pointed to a waste bin like they have in hospitals for disposing of medical waste and said “Put your clothes in there then get showered. I’ll be waiting here when you’ve finished.”
I glanced at Trevor and he shrugged. With a sigh I followed him behind a screen and started to strip off, glad that I’d left the stone at home so I wouldn’t have to worry about it going out in the waste. Bundling my sweaty clothes up I passed them to Trevor who tossed them into the bin the guard had pointed out. As it was a communal shower we had no choice but to shower together.
I stood there letting the water run down my body, surprised at how pleasant it felt running down my breasts. Taking a handful of soap from a wall mounted dispenser I started to lather up and rub it into my skin.
Next to me Trevor let out a soft moan of pleasure, and I echoed the sentiment. Glancing over to him I said “Do you want me to do your back?”
“God yes,” he gasped.
Taking some more soap, I started working it into his back blushing as his moans started to turn me on. Rubbing his shoulders I said “My turn now,” and turned so he could do my back. As his hands worked me over I was hit by waves of pleasure and moaned myself, understanding why he’d enjoyed it so much. I enjoyed it so much in fact that I didn’t even feel self conscious about the erection I now sported.
I felt something hard brush my ass and my eyes shot open. I spun on him and looked down to see he too was erect.
“Sorry,” he blushed, looking down at mine and then away.
“Don’t be,” I replied with a shake of my head as I reached for more soap. Not knowing why, and lathered it up in my hands and reached down to grab his cock working up and down the short shaft. His eyes widened, but just as impulsively, he lathered up some soap himself and grabbed mine.
Ecstasy the like of which I’d never known overcame me; I’d never felt this good in all the times I’d masturbated. Panting, we started working each other harder and harder. An eternity of pleasure stretched out for us until eventually we climaxed together and staggered back, releasing each other.
As we stood there breathing heavily, it slowly dawned on us what we’d just done, and our faces burning with embarrassment we turned our backs on each other and quickly cleaned up our legs, washing away the copious amounts of sticky white fluid coating them.
When we were done we grabbed some towels that had been provided and towelled off before instinctively wrapping the large towels around our chests and hand towels around our heads to dry our hair.
The guard leered at us as we stepped out from behind the screen and I blushed, thinking that somehow he’d seen the show we’d just put on. “This way,” he grinned “Time for you to get measured up for your new clothes.”
