A soft chuckle left Ansel's mouth as Lucio admitted his appreciation for Ansel's backside and the position they were currently in. He moaned as Lucio began to stroke him, his body trembling against Lucio lightly as his sensitive member was stimulated. Ansel couldn't help but notice the feeling of Lucio's own erect member pressing against his thigh and ass cheek, and thoughts began to wriggle their way into his mind as his cock became harder. Although Ansel wasn't an anal virgin, he had experimented with playing bottom when he was much, much younger, it had been years, perhaps even a decade or longer since Ansel had last let another man penetrate him. Ansel's dominant nature didn't easily allow him to give in to others, to give them control over his body and find their own pleasure in him. Lucio was a small, lean man, but his cock was gorgeous and impressive, especially considering his thin frame. Feeling his lover's cock pressed against him was strangely tempting. Maybe, someday, if Lucio was interested, Ansel would be willing to bend over and allow Lucio to take him. The thought seemed to foreign to him, but intriguing, possibly. Maybe. The strange cravings became more intense as Lucio began slowly grinding against Ansel's behind, and Ansel's cock throbbed in response. Lucio was his sweet, perfect little sex kitten. Made just for his cock, his body designed to belong to Ansel fulfill all of Ansel's desires. Maybe there was something more to Lucio that Ansel hadn't anticipated?<br/><br/>All ponderings stopped when Lucio pulled away and Ansel groaned in response. "Lucio," he whispered, wanting to feel his lover's hand on him again, but Lucio said nothing. Instead, Lucio began massaging his muscular legs, scrubbing the skin with more soap that foamed and infused a pleasant scent into Ansel's skin. He watched as the residue was washed off his limbs and swirled down the drain, his cock still aching for attention. Thankfully, it didn't have to wait long.<br/><br/>Ansel turned at Lucio's instruction and was amused, and aroused, at the sight of Lucio down on his knees in front of him. Perhaps it was the sex fiend in Ansel, but the older male had never been able to resist a pretty face looking up at him, and Lucio certainly didn't disappoint. The young male's fingers once again wrapped around Ansel's shaft, drawing out a long sigh of pleasure from Ansel as gentle pumping commenced. It was wonderful, the way Lucio played with him, teased him, always left him wanting more. As the throbbing in Ansel's cock became more intense, the pain in Ansel's testicles returned as well. As gentle as Lucio was, it seemed Ansel still had a few more hours of healing to do before his genitals were ready for such sensual stimulation.<br/><br/>He groaned reluctantly, reaching a hand down to cease Lucio's perfect stroking. "I'm sorry, sweetness. I think we'll need to finish this a bit later." He smiled softly and pulled away, moving to wet his hair underneath the warm stream. He quickly washed his hair, taking a moment to enjoy the sensation as he scrubbed his own scalp, the rinsed everything away. When he was finished, he gently pulled Lucio underneath the water. "At least now we can run those errands, hm?"