A common relaxation strategy is to jerk off.

The final football game in the league will begin within a couple of hours. He'd been to the bathroom to get his snort off three times because of anxiety.

Bruce stood in the locker room trying to shake off the sour feeling. His entire life was based on this match.

He was 18 years old and there was no chance to reach the top of the leagues.

Since all his walking wasn't working also, he threw on his clothes and headed to the showers. Perhaps a quick shower could suffice.

He sat in warm water, and felt drops right between his shoulders. Even though it did help, Bruce still felt restless.

"You are that?" Tony's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Yeah."

"Nervous?"

"What is your opinion?"

Tony and he were classmates since the time they were in the time they were in elementary school. They shared the same birthday and shared nearly everything, except for sports.

Tony seemed to be more of a geek. Bruce was a fan of the rush of adrenaline when playing sports.

"I have an idea that could help," Tony offered.

Bruce smiled. He didn't want to admit it to any person, yet he did like Tony. A lot more than a friend could.

They'd escaped a couple of times, mostly when they were drunk. This opened up a whole pot of worms to his life which he was not sure that he was able to handle at the time.

Yet...

"What do you mean by this?" He asked.

"Can I get in?"

He sat silently for a few seconds.

Perhaps that's the thing he was looking for. An enjoyable make out session in the shower. It was very risky, but if the plan did work...

"Of course."

The curtain slid open.

Tony got into the bath, ready to get off

The people were always shocked to learn the fact that Tony was a strong man. He wasn't a huge man however he wasn't lacking the strength to match. Bruce was a fan of seeing him naked.

He moved to let them both to be submerged beneath the water.

"Turn Around," ordered Tony.

Then, he frowned. Bruce did as he was told.

He didn't expect this. Did Tony intend that he would shower him and then give him a boost during the shower?

That was quite disappointing.

What was the answer? Tony's mouth positioned on his shoulder. His companion's hands swung around his waist, and made a mark on his abdomen.

Bruce took a deep breath and exhaled loudly.

He turned his back, irritated and his mouth smashed against his. When Tony opened his mouth, Tony tongue entered and looked around.

Bruce held his hands on Tony's neck, and another slipped into his thigh.

God He knew exactly the thing he was looking for.

Tony knew him so well that he understood what he required before Bruce was able to figure it out.

He was warm and firm against him, their lips scanning the other's skin and spots. When Bruce attempted to shake off, Tony stopped him and forced him to turn so that he was facing the wall.

"I'd have my hands on the wall in your place," Tony advised smugly.

"Jerk off!" Bruce muttered, but was obedient.

The jerk off fun might begin.

Tony began slowly, stroking his dilated area until it became heavier than it had been before, and then swelling. The other hand squeezed his tummy, or tugged at his lower belly.

"Your dick is perfect," Tony said while biting his shoulder.

Bruce felt his heart beating faster and he began to lean forwards, unconsciously and leaned upon the wall.

He loved it when Tony put his erection in front of him.

They'd never had a conversation prior to this, but he was interested to know how it felt. His past interactions with girls were great and everything, however, the relationship they had now was completely different.

Better.

"Remember to be quiet, or people could catch us," whispered Tony.

"I'm not going to moan about you making me feel bad for jerking you off the road," He replied with a sharp smirk.

"Yeah, we'll see."

Bruce looked at his feet and had to control his groan as Tony was able to touch the edge of his cock.

Tony's fingers were elegant and long and elegant, totally opposite to his. His hands tightened as Tony finally wrapped his hands over his shaft.

He didn't apply any pressure but instead focused on lightly grazing his thigh repeatedly. It felt relaxing and good.

Bruce put his head back and placed it on Tony's shoulder.

"You like it?"

"Yeah it feels great."

Tony did his best to make the session more aggressively

If Bruce tried to reach back to take Tony's dick he refused to allow him to.

"No. I'm doing this to ensure that you will be able to get your update. Enjoy."

Bruce looked up and sighed, and then inhaled deeply as Tony increased the speed.

It wasn't that fast; it was enough to shock him. He moved his hips and Tony was gasping behind him.

"Your body feels great with me," the man confessed. His forehead was pressed against Bruce's shoulders.

"Then you'll be able to enjoy it too."

Tony smiled and continued to tease him.

The other hand was squeezed more tightly and the other hand brushed his chest and belly.

Bruce smiled and smiled at the image Tony's gorgeous fingers made Bruce more strenuous than he's been before.

The tip of his dick was drippy. As soon as Tony saw the drip, he spewed the moisture and the delight grew.

"You want me to travel quicker?" Tony offered.

Bruce felt breathless.

Between Tony shaking him and their bodies pressing together and the mist of the hot water Tony would do whatever Tony wanted to do.

How long would he be able to last in the event that his friend was faster?

In the absence of waiting for his response, Tony increased both the tension and the rhythm.

Bruce exhaled and grasped Tony's back and pushed Tony into his thigh. He wanted to touch him.

He cursed, not knowing the exact location.

Tony placed a hand on his mouth, and muffled his crying. The heat and pressure of Tony's hands was unbelievable.

Every cell of his body was alive, and Bruce fell against his buddy quickly, in a frantic, rapid motion.

It was about time to break and his entire body was taut as if a rope was about to snap.

When Tony's thumb was pressed against the dick's tip, Bruce came fast and strong, almost shocked. The cum splattered over Tony's hands and his knees shaken.

"Better?"

He nodded, but was still not able to speak. Tony washed his hands of the residue of the jerk-off session and was asked his way out of the shower but Bruce prevented him from leaving.

"Now you're looking to release yourself," he shrugged, watching Tony's male erection. "I want to give the release the opportunity to give it."

Tony's smile was just the motivation he needed.