"Yesss," Eddy said excitedly. He loved his bathtub. It was fucking amazing and perfect for 2 to soak in, he just didnt have much chance to show it to other people.<br/><br/>It took Eddy a little bit to lever himself up into a sitting position, his muscles still rubbery, but he made it there eventually. He had to stop a moment to catch his breath and Luke took that opportunity to brush Eddy's hair back from his face, familiar as anything. Eddy grinned at that tender show of affection and leaned in to kiss Luke on the mouth.<br/><br/>Eddy was easy going post coital. If his partners wanted to leave the instant sex was done, he'd kiss them goodbye and wish them a good day. If they wanted to stay around, Eddy openly welcomed them as long as they stayed polite. And Luke was a very polite boy.<br/><br/>"Come on," Eddy said, and got up from the bed with semi-steady legs. He tossed the condom in the garbage bin, the towel in the laundry bin.<br/><br/>There were 3 other doors in Eddy's bedroom, one was a walk in closet, one a small room with a toilet and sink, and the third the actual bathroom, or bathing room, more accurately. Eddy had specifically designed the space so the toilet was separate from the shower and bathtub. He had gotten the idea from his trips to Japan. It just made sense not to shit in the same place you got clean.<br/><br/>The bathing room was huge, modernist and elegant, with a glass shower stall taking up a corner. It housed several chrome shower heads and multiple nozzles like something out of a scifi spaceship. Then there was the floating sink and the large mirrors taking up most of a wall. But the main feature of the room was the tub.<br/><br/>It was a huge cast iron thing like a giant oblong cooking pot, big enough to fit 3 men the size of Eddy. It sat right in front of a wall of stained glass windows. Eddy had made the window himself, riotus colors of orange and green and red in vague flower shapes, long curving rectangles resembling stalks and petals, vaguely cubist, vaguely art deco.<br/><br/>Eddy made his way over and turned on a comically large faucet, water bursting out of it to fill the humongous tub.<br/><br/>"You like bath salts?" Eddy asked as he casually went to a hidden cupboard, disguised as a simple wooden art plaque in the wall. Inside was an impressive array of essential oils and bath salts. Eddy didnt use the bath tub often, but whenever he did he went all out.