Justin took a deep draw on his beer, leaning his head back as the liquid warmed him from the inside as the hot water warmed him from the outside. It had been a hell of a day, he thought, shifting a bit in the water. He’d been late to work; one patient had thrown up on him, one had bit him, and one had escaped and had run down the stairs. After work, his bus had broken down ten blocks from home, and instead of waiting for a new one, he decided to walk the rest of the way. Of course, just as he started his walk, the sky opened and he got soaked in the rain. When he’d finally gotten home, he was tired, dirty, stinky, sore, wet, cold, and definitely not in the best of moods. JC had taken one look at Justin as he straggled inside, leading him to the bathroom, stripping him of his clothes, and shoving him into a hot bath. Not finding any bath soap to use, JC had improvised by dumping a large quantity of his shampoo in the water, creating a sudsy and fragrant sauna. JC had only come in once, handing him a beer, but beyond that, he’d left Justin alone to relax in the bath. So, here he sat, luxuriating in the steamy water, breathing deep of the scented air that smelled like JC. He shifted a bit, feeling the soapy water move over him, thinking that this was the first bath he ever remembered taking. And thinking that he liked it. He liked it a lot. He took another swig of beer and scooted down a bit further, the scent of shampoo even stronger in his nostrils. He breathed deep, the familiar smell starting a stirring in his groin. He closed his eyes as his excitement grew, the softness of the water caressing him, the smell of JC surrounding him. He put the bottle of beer on the edge of the tub and slipped his hand under the suds, his other grasping the soap dish for leverage. The hot water had made his skin ultra responsive…the nerve endings on alert, sensitive. He grasped his hard cock, reveling in the feeling…stroking up and down and up and down… JC stared at Justin, his own excitement growing as he watched Justin get off in the bath. The younger man’s head was thrown back against the bath, his mouth open, his breath slightly panting. Two spots of color stained his cheeks, and small moans were coming from his throat. The room was full of heat and scent and the sounds of sex. JC watched as Justin’s hand moved faster, his breath coming quicker until finally, with a soft, high pitched moan, he came. It was the hottest thing JC had ever seen. JC closed his eyes, burning the sight of Justin’s orgasm onto his brain forever. His own cock was hard and heavy and begging for release. But he didn’t want Justin to know he’d watched, that he’d spied on him during such a private moment, so he quietly started to back away, trying to exit the bathroom without being seen… “You’re next,” Justin said easily, his sleepy eyes fixing JC in place, holding out a hand. A small smile crossed his face, and JC suddenly realized that Justin had known JC was there, watching, the whole time. JC looked at the soapy hand dripping onto the floor, and the crooked smile on Justin’s face, and started unbuttoning his shirt.