A quick shift and Brice felt his cock come into contact with Dick's. "So not so small when the water's warm," he observed with a smirk, shifting backward hard enough the water rippled outward and any velvet touch to Dick's head disappeared. "Scrub harder, I'm not going to break. I want to you to get me clean, Dick."

"If you're mine, then I'm yours, Dick. I'd tell you when to stop."