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Wrestling	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 2527 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own NUMB3RS, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Part 1 - Getting Messy
- 2-Part 2 - Cleaning up
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After a moment, Don groaned and crawled over to his
bag.� Pulling out his towel, he swiped
ineffectually at the messes on and in his body.�
He balled up the towel and reached for his sweaty T-shirt.� No one would notice another damp spot on his
shirt.

�Now I really need a shower,� Don grumbled, then his eyes lit up.�
�I�ll need someone to soap my back.�

�I�m not sure there�s enough soap to clean you up,� Colby
said.� �But we can give it a try.�

Don laughed and pulled his clothes back on.� Colby also made himself
presentable.� Don sniffed the air.� Hopefully
the smell of sweat will cover the smell of sex.

They grabbed their respective gym bags and Colby put his
hand on the doorknob.� After one last
glance around to make sure there was no signs left, Don nodded.� Colby went out the door and Don followed
several steps behind.� They walked
casually through the gym area, exchanging greetings with other agents.� Don tried his best, but his eyes kept going
back to Colby�s ass.�

It was a relief when they reached the opposite side of the
room and exited into the hall.� The hall
was empty so as they walked towards the men�s shower room, Don let his eyes
rest on the sweet round shape of Colby�s ass.�
It moved under Colby�s thin shorts, more muscles rippling up and down
Colby�s legs.� Colby stopped and Don
almost ran into him.� Don looked up,
flushing a little, and Colby grinned at him.

�Hurry,� Don whispered.�

Colby grinned wider and opened the door to the showers.

Thankfully, the FBI gym showers weren�t in one big communal
area, but multiple smaller stalls, each about the size of a toilet stall.� �There
was a gap between the door and the floor but Don was able to hang his towel so
that it covered the gap.� Don�t want anyone looking in here and seeing
two pairs of feet.� ��Luckily the stall partitions went all the way
to the ceiling.� Though I doubt the builders had anything like this in mind.

Preparations complete, both men stripped quickly to their
skin and tossed their clothes into two piles outside the shower.� Colby turned to reach for the shower
nozzle.� With one long step, Don pressed
Colby against the tile wall, his hands kneading Colby�s ass.

�I�m on top this time,� Don murmured in Colby�s ear.

Colby�s response was to lean his head against Don�s cheek
and push himself back against Don�s body.�
Don reached around Colby and turned the shower on.� Cold water rained down on both of their
bodies, sluicing off sweat and cum residue.�
They both shivered but Don held them in place until the water began to
warm up.�

Don stretched out to the soap gel pump built into the shower
wall.� He squirted a generous dose into
his hand and began lathering Colby�s chest.�
Colby leaned against him as Don slowly soaped Colby�s shoulders,
chest and stomach then pulled Colby under the water to rinse off.� Don reveled in the muscle and smooth skin
under his hands.� He pressed his own body
against Colby�s back, ass and legs, wanting to feel Colby with every nerve
ending he had.� He licked the sweat from
the back of Colby�s neck.

Reaching lower, Don found that Colby�s cock was already
starting to reawaken.� Don soaped that
cock thoroughly, sliding his hand up and down the shaft.� Colby braced his hands against the wall and
exhaled raggedly.� Don�s hands slid
farther down and lathered Colby�s balls, enjoying the unique texture of
them.� Then Don moved his pelvis a little
away from Colby and slid his hands slid around and up.� His mouth still on Colby�s neck, Don�s soapy
fingers found and massaged Colby�s asshole.�

Colby�s breathing came a little quicker and Don reached for
some more soap.� He pulled Colby so that
his ass was clear of the shower spray, though the water continued to pour down
Colby�s face, chest and outstretched arms.

His fingers slick with shower soap, Don pressed one finger
into Colby�s ass.� Colby gasped then
adjusted himself around the finger.� Don
slowly pushed deeper in, spreading soap along the sensitive walls.� Circling his finger, he found the spot that
made Colby quiver.� He toyed with Colby�s
prostate for a moment before pulling his finger back out and giving Colby a
chance to catch a wet breath.

Not too much of a chance though, as Don then slid two soapy
fingers past Colby�s tight ring and began stretching him, preparing him for a
much larger invader.� Before long, Colby
was ready.� Don pulled his fingers out
and, for good measure, soaped his own rigid cock.� He lined up the head of his cock and slowly
pressed himself into Colby.� He had to
bite down on the inside of his cheek to avoid groaning loudly at the sheer
pleasure of Colby�s ass.�

Don moved their joined bodies so that the shower flowed down
both of them.� He pushed until he was
buried to his balls inside Colby.�

�Yess,� Don murmured in Colby�s ear.

�Yes,� Colby agreed breathlessly.

Don pressed Colby up against the wall then began to move
slowly.� He thrust upwards, rocking up to
his toes with each thrust, giving his calf muscles a workout.� He entwined his fingers with Colby�s and
pressed their hands to the wall.� Water
from the shower poured down their bodies, diverting around the many points
where they were connected together.

His legs aching, Don stopped his motion and spread Colby�s
legs farther apart, so that Don could rotate his pelvis instead.� He also got a better angle and heard the
muffled gasp that said he�d hit Colby�s prostate.

Don settled himself into that angle and moved with long
smooth strokes.� Colby groaned softly, a
sound Don felt more than heard.�

Leaning close, Don put his face into the water, bending his
head to give himself a gap to breathe in.�
He drew a line of bites along Colby�s shoulders.� Colby arched his neck and Don took the
invitation and scattered bites up and down Colby�s thick neck.

Don pulled his right hand from its grip on Colby�s against
the wall and pumped yet more soap.� He
reached down and took Colby�s hard cock in his slippery hand.�

Now set, Don drove into Colby, his balls bouncing against
Colby�s firm ass.� He kept the hand
around Colby�s cock still and just let his thrusts into Colby�s ass pump
Colby�s cock in his hand.� Don fastened
his teeth on Colby�s left shoulder, water pouring down his face.� Colby�s left hand, still pressed against the
wall under Don�s left hand, began to tremble.

Don�s orgasm surged up from his toes and rushed down from
his scalp.� The two forces met and
slammed through his balls and out his cock.�
He tightened his teeth on Colby�s shoulder, muffling the moans that
surged through him on the waves of pleasure.�
He felt Colby�s cock pulse and heard Colby�s gasp and they pumped out
their orgasms in wild rhythm.

Finally, Don needed to breathe and he unlocked his jaw and leaned
his head back, out of the water.� He
gasped for air and heard the ragged breathing of Colby who had pressed his
forehead to the tile wall.� He held on to
Colby cock until he felt it soften and fall from his hand, as his own cock slid
out from the warmth of Colby�s ass.

He pried his left hand from Colby�s grip on the wall and
staggered a little as he disconnected himself from Colby.� He found the side of the shower stall and
leaned against it.

Colby turned around and, staggering some himself, joined Don
leaning against the stall.� Don reached
over and pulled Colby close, kissing him warmly.� Colby leisurely kissed him back, his tongue
slowly sliding over Don�s lips.

Colby left his lips and kissed his way to Don�s left
ear.� Colby murmured.� �You still need a shower.�

Don stifled a laugh as Colby reached for the soap pump.� Groggily, Don let
Colby soap him down, paying special attention to Don�s still tingling cock and
his previously fucked ass.� Colby
lathered up Don�s trembling legs and Don idly watched Colby, enjoying the line
made by Colby�s bent head, down his neck and back, to his ass.� Colby�s left shoulder had a red circle where
Don�s teeth had marked him.� Mine that mark said and Don felt a warm
delight.

Colby moved Don under the shower spray and rinsed him
off.� Don observed as Colby then cleaned
himself from his cum and Don�s, making sure to rinse of the shower wall too.� Don thought he could happily watch a naked
Colby move around for hours.� In between bouts of sex, that is.

Both of their fingers were quite wrinkled by the time they
turned off the shower.� Colby stuck his
head out the stall door to check the room.�
He wrapped a towel around his waist, nodded to Don then stepped
out.� Don let a moment pass then took his
spare towel down from the door.� It was
soaked from the shower spray, just like the floor outside their stall was.� Guess
we lost track of where the water was going.

Don wrapped the towel around his waist anyway and followed
Colby to the lockers.� Colby was already
drying himself.� Don couldn�t help
staring as Colby slid on his jock-strap underwear.� He dragged his eyes away and found Colby
smiling at him.� He shook his head to
clear it and opened his locker.

Standing in his wet towel, Don eyed his first towel, stiff
and sticky with cum.� �Not gonna get very
dry with these towels.�

With a flourish, Colby gestured to his locker where there
was a small pile of spare towels.

�Boy scout,� Don laughed.

Colby grinned. �Though maybe not as prepared as I thought.�

�We managed.�� Don
said lightly, grabbing a towel from the pile and drying himself.� He turned to his locker, pulled out his
clothes, and began reassembling himself into an FBI agent.� As he automatically put on pants, buttoned
his shirt, attached his sidearm, Don watched Colby do the same.� Not much that clothes
could do, though, to hide that incredible body.

That body �� Don thought of all the things he hadn�t yet done
tonight.� He wanted to lick that sweet
ass, dig his fingers into those thick muscular shoulders, suck
Colby off until he exploded in Don�s mouth.�
They needed to go somewhere where he could make Colby scream in
pleasure.� My apartment.

Impulsively, Don leaned close to Colby.� �Come home with me tonight.�

�Up for more?� Colby said softly,
his voice carrying happy surprise.

Glancing down at his body, Don said, �Not yet, but
eventually.�� He straightened up and
returned to tucking in his shirt.

Don hardly even admitted to himself that what he really
wanted was to sleep in Colby�s strong arms.�
To wake and make love and sleep again.

�Good thing tomorrow�s Saturday,� Colby grinned. �He leaned over and for Don�s ears only said,
�Because we may never get out of bed.�

Don�s heart lifted.�
He picked up his bag and led the way out to the parking garage.� He hoped it would be a very long, very noisy
weekend indeed.
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