Shower Time

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Scrolling through Instagram, I saw multiple photos of the first snowfall in town. One of my coworkers, Marcus, was standing there with his new boyfriend of the week, grinning like he wouldn’t be with a new man from the local college’s campus next week. My sister had my nieces and nephew building the world’s smallest snowman in their backyard, and my ex looked a little too good in flannel. Charlie, one of my oldest friends, had a video of the snow coming down on his stories.

Heading to the wall of windows on the other side of the room, I took out my phone to take a photo of my own view to share with Charlie, but I decided that that wasn’t good enough. Not when I had this view for the next two weeks. I was in Hawaii for a contract job through work, doing some engineering work for a macadamia nut processing plant. My company gave me a per diem for a hotel room for each of the six weeks that I was there, but one of the guys in management down here had left on his own work trip last week so I got to keep my per diem and housesit for him. Him and his amazing house.

Grabbing a pair of board shorts, I headed down to the beach for a late afternoon swim before making some dinner. The water felt amazing, a hell of a lot better than a blanket of snow, and I swam around by the nearly empty beach for about thirty minutes. Shaking off water like a dog, I airdried as I walked the two blocks back to my borrowed house. Grabbing a fresh towel, I walked into the backyard to use the shower that my friend had installed in a small alcove in the corner. The house and the fence covered two sides of the shower, and a large shrub covered the rest for a completely private experience.

I was washing the shampoo out of my hair when I heard my phone ringing. Groping for it with my eyes still closed, I answered the call.

“Hello?”

“Hey man, have you seen the photos from us still stuck in Antarctica?”

“Hey Charlie! Did you get my photo of paradise?”  

Rubbing at my face, I tried to get the suds out of my right eye, but it was beginning to burn a bit.

“Are you still at the beach? I think I can hear water, but I can barely hear you.”

Reaching for my phone again, I propped it up on one of the slats of the fence beside me.

“Sorry, I’m taking a shower out behind the house- I think the speaker was up against my towel.”

“Oh, you’re taking a shower?”

He sounded a bit weird, and I surmised that he was a bit jealous.

“Yeah, I just got back from the beach. I’ve only taken a shower inside once this week, and that’s just because it was raining. Being surrounded by nature is so relaxing out here.”

“I wish I could see it- sounds so relaxing.”

“I’ll take a picture after I get done out here.”

“A picture’s worth a thousand words, but I bet a video would be even better.”

“Fine- I’ll take a video then instead.”

I’d finally gotten all of the shampoo out of my eye, and I reached for the bottle of body wash to begin soaping up my body.

“Is it still snowing?”

“Uh, what did you stay?”

“I asked if it was still snowing.”

I rubbed my chest and arms until the soap begin to foam up against my tanned skin, and then I leaned down to get my legs.

“It’s way too dark to see outside now, but my neighbor’s daughter put a ruler out in the backyard to measure how much came down overnight.”

“I keep forgetting about the time zone difference.”

“There’s another thing you’re probably forgetting too.”

Standing back up, I poured another palmful of body wash into my hand and gave my cock a few more tugs than necessary before standing back under the water again. The hot water felt amazing, and I gave my growing cock a few more strokes before all of the soap was washed down to the pebbles below my feet.

“Hey Charlie, what was the other thing that I’m forgetting?”

“That you answer FaceTime calls the same way that you answer a regular call.”

My eyes were fully open now for the first time since I started washing myself, and I saw Charlie’s smiling face surrounded by a few more.

“What the fuck?”

I tried to turn off the camera, but my wet hand couldn’t register any of the buttons. Grabbing it, I tried to toss it over onto my towel, but it slipped out of my hands to the rocks below me.

“Fuck!”

Leaning over, I heard Charlie audibly wince as he got a view of my undercarriage, but I luckily had him now face down on the towel.

“How much did you see?”

“Listen Michael, I’ve known you for over a decade, but I just saw a brand new side of you. Multiple sides in fact.”

“Were there other people behind you?”

“Nice bush, Mikey. I never thought you’d be the one for manscaping.”

I heard Phil laugh, and there was at least one other guy that joined him. As I cut off the water, I wrapped the towel around my waist and grabbed the phone again. Charlie had our friend Phil and his husband on each side of him, and they were all grinning at me.

“You’re never going to let me live this down, are you?”

“Oh no- absolutely not. Never.”