Shannon stood in front of the mirror, razor in hand. He loved the way the blade slid across his face, removing the warm foam and what few whiskers had grown over the past week. He ran the razor under the stream of hot water and swiped the last bit of shaving cream from his face with it. He winced as the sharp blade nicked his chin. A few drops of blood trickled down and he reached for the towel to wipe them away.

"Don't."

The voice behind him was no more than a whisper and he smiled as he turned to greet the man who had spoken it.

"But I'm gonna bleed all over the place if I don't," he replied with a twinkle in his eye. The man stepped forward and reached out tentatively to swipe his finger across the red fluid. With a sly smile, Scott raised his finger to his lips and sucked the blood from his finger. Shannon shuddered, smiling back as Scott moved even closer, snaking a strong arm around his waist and flicking his tongue over the small cut.

"I would never let that happen," he whispered hoarsely as he attached his lips to Shannon's smooth chin, sucking more of the blood from him. He tasted like soap and shaving cream and that rich coppery tang that only comes from one's life force. In his arms, Shannon shivered slightly, more from anticipation than the cold.

A wicked smile crept across Scott's face. He took a step back from Shannon, moving him away from the sink and turning him to face the large full-length mirror next to it. Shannon watched as Scott's hands circled his waist, slowly tracing the letters of the tattoo on his belly.

He raised his fingers to his mouth, licking them before reaching back around and moving the wet tips over Shannon's hardening nipples. A needy groan filled the still air as the towel around his waist moved with his growing cock underneath.

The towel fell, with a bit of assistance from Scott's nimble fingers and Shannon watched in the mirror as black painted nails raked the skin of his balls lightly. Instinctively, his hips arched backward, seeking the heat of Scott's groin. It was his turn to groan as the taut globes of Shannon's ass ground into his jeans, causing even more friction.

Shannon turned in his arms, dropping to his knees as his fingers fumbled with the snap of Scott's jeans. Before long, they were open, the zipper traveling south right before the denim did the same. Scott leaned against the mirror as Shannon carefully lifted one foot then the other and threw his jeans across the floor.

"What are you gonna do now?"

There was no reply, other than the wet suction of Shannon's lips wrapping around his cock, followed by the cool slide of the metal ball imbedded in his tongue working the thick vein on the underside of Scott's erection. He was torn between throwing his head back in pleasure and watching the blonde head bobbing up and down on his cock. Shannon's beauty won out and Scott reached down, grabbing the few strands of hair as gently as he could.

That sweet little mouth continued its assault as Shannon's hands made their way up Scott's thighs. When they reached his ass and grabbed hold, Scott gasped. Shannon pulled him in further, almost as if he were trying to swallow him whole.

Those same fingers teased his opening, causing Scott to lean on the wall for support. And when one of them sank inside, hitting home in record time, he gasped even louder than before. He felt Shannon's lips curl into a smile around his throbbing cock before sucking even harder.

As he watched Shannon reaching blindly behind him, Scott smiled. He leaned over and grabbed a bottle from the counter, dropping it to the floor. Shannon giggled as he popped the cap, coating his fingers with the slick fluid. Scott was treated to a whole new sight as his eyes wavered between watching Shannon suck his cock and preparing himself to be fucked.

It was too much for him - the feel of those lips on his cock, the sight of the agile body on his knees before him. Scott pulled his cock from Shannon's mouth with little protest, leaning back to watch his lover gratify himself. One hand worked feverishly to stretch his tight ass while the other stroked his cock, careful to gather the precum leaking profusely from the tip.

Green eyes met his and two words were grunted out between clenched teeth.

"Fuck me."

Shannon was on his feet before Scott could reach down to help him. He planted his hands against the mirror, spreading his legs as his ass swayed, tempting Scott beyond anything he had ever seen before.

A slick hand reached back, guiding his cock home. The reflection in the mirror made him tingle, watching Shannon's eyes open and close as he sank fully inside. He needed no further instructions or prompting. They were dancing a routine as old as time itself.

Their eyes met in the mirror and Shannon smiled, glancing at the wall next to them. They turned together, Scott still buried deep inside. From their new position, with a slight turn of the head, they could both watch in the mirror as Scott's cock slid out, his hips circling slowly before sinking back in once again.

The visual sensation was almost as intense as the physical. Their hands joined together, wrapped tightly around Shannon's cock as they stroked it erratically. Hips moved back, forward, in perfect unison. Their breathing grew heavier, their moans louder.

A low growl reverberated in Shannon's throat just seconds before his body tensed. He threw his head back, resting against Scott's shoulder as he screamed out his pleasure. His muscles tightened, pulling Scott over the edge with him.

The cut on his chin was bleeding again. Shannon wiped the red droplets away, then ran his fingers through the congealed mess on his stomach. He turned to face his spent lover, wiping the mixture of fluids across Scott's lips. His tongue snaked out, tasting every true essence of youth.

"Now I need another shower," Shannon said, tenderly wiping the sweat from Scott's face before resting his head on his chest. The heartbeat begin to slow, finding another steady rhythm Shannon had grown to love. With a tender kiss and a smile meant to reassure him everything was alright, Scott nodded.

"I know what you mean."

~fin~