Shower Together Novels & Stories

I smirked, undressing and following her into the large glass shower. “You know what one of the best parts of us being together has been?” I asked as I started gently washing her. “Hmm?” she asked, leaning into me. “Getting to shower together. I love getting to run my hands all over you. And I’ve found that I very much enjoy shower sex.” I smiled, kissing her neck. “Mmm, me too. But we don’t have that kind of time.” she sighed.

I mumbled. “Lots of practice washing Noah’s mop.” “Hmm,” I said. “Makes sense.” The simple act of showering together wasn’t something I’d ever really experienced before. Showering together was always sexualized. But not with Bratt. Once he’d rinsed the shampoo and conditioner out of my hair, Bratt washed his own hair and his beard. Even as we washed each other’s bodies, it wasn’t sexual; we were just having a normal conversation about our schedules for the next day, the restaurants we liked, and the books we wanted to read.

Liam was in the shower, the sound of running water creating a soothing backdrop. I couldn't resist stealing a glimpse, seeing his familiar figure amidst the steam and droplets. With anticipation, I approached the shower, my heart pounding. As he turned and our eyes met, a smile illuminated his face. I couldn't help but smile back, feeling a mixture of relief and love. In that moment, words were unnecessary. We understood each other without speaking. I joined him in the shower, the warm water enveloping us both. The worries of the outside world faded away, replaced by an unspoken connection and a reaffirmation of our bond.

Dane rescues me, pulling me away from Liam and tossing me over his shoulder, totally ignoring my indignant protests. “That’s it! I thought our mate was a troublemaker but it’s clearly you.” Liam complains as he reluctantly follows us into the bathroom. The shower that follows is an exercise in both self-control and playful intimacy. What starts as a practical necessity—washing away a week of sweat and cum—quickly becomes something softer, more tender. Dane's hands are gentle as he works shampoo through my hair, while Liam traces lazy patterns on my skin with soap-slicked fingers. "You know," I muse as warm water cascades over us, "I never imagined sharing a shower with two men could be so...

We took off the rest of our clothes silently got into the shower. The shower was big enough to fit five of us, and yet we stayed pressed together like two parts of a whole as the hot water began to rain down from the shower head, steam rising up around us. We stood like that for a long while, just enjoying the feel of being so close to the other.

The moment is interrupted and broken, replaced by the rush of needing to get ready. "I'm showering first, " I say, already heading toward the bathroom. " We should shower together, Bryson suggests casually, like it's the most normal thing in the world. "Saves time." My brain short-circuits for a second. " What?" " Showering together? It's faster." He's already stripping his shirt off. " Unless you want to be late and have Coach ask why." He has a point. A stupid, dangerous point that I should absolutely say no to.

Every single part of him. The rest of the ‘second shower’ passed in a blur of laughter, shared soap, and lingering touches. The initial cold shock gave way to the warmth of our bodies pressed together, heated by passion and affection. We didn't bother with proper washing; it was more an excuse for prolonged intimacy, for whispered words and soft kisses under the falling water. We emerged from the bathroom eventually, wrapped in towels, still dripping but feeling refreshed and utterly content, ready to face the day.

"We are always better together." The shower stall was a tight fit for both of them together. But they didn't mind as their wet soapy skins slipped with frictionless ease over each other. They didn't end up saving any water during their co shower. They spent far too much time soaping each other's bodies under the warm cascades of water. Alexander had even asked to wash Melody's hair and seemed to strangely enjoy the laborious process of shampooing out her long locks, then rinsing and starting all over again with conditioner.

I thank the Goddess that Patty had the forethought to put in walk in showers that’ll accommodate several people at once when she renovated this place. “Are you planning on taking a shower with me?” Rose asks with an eyebrow raise. “Absolutely, sweetheart. I’ve already been up close and personal with most of your bits, so showering together just saves time and water.” Rose blushes again. “I love it when you blush.” I kiss her as we step into the shower. I slowly let Rose down to the floor and I grab the handheld shower head and begin to wet her hair. Once it’s wet, I put shampoo in and suds her up, massaging her scalp as I go. She holds onto me and sighs.

"Me too, Noella." Before long, Enrick and I decided to take a shower together. We both stepped into the shower and as the warm water began to flow, our bodies touched each other, bringing back warmth and comfort. Enrick gently lathered my body while I lovingly cleaned his. We laughed, joked, and occasionally kissed each other affectionately. Showering together became an intimate and enjoyable moment. I felt closer to Enrick, both physically and emotionally. After showering, we dried our bodies and started changing our clothes. Enrick chose a casual suit, while I wore something comfortable.