Post Malone Nude Novels & Stories

The shower was still running, so I quickly stripped off my clothes and stepped into the hot, steamy bathroom. Malcolm was standing with his back to me, soaping up his broad shoulders. His body was absolutely gorgeous—he had a perfect V-shape with defined abs and thick, strong arms. I stepped into the shower behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist as I pressed my body against his backside. He turned around, smiling at me. "You couldn't resist a hot and steamy shower with me, could you?" he said playfully, wiggling his eyebrows.