Robert reached over and grabbed my jeans by my leather belt and pulled me toward him, oblivious to Tim who was still lying in the tub totally spent. As I stood directly under the warm shower Robert kissed me passionately and ran his hands down my back and caressed my soaked ass. I reached forward and massaged his cock through his shiny blue khakis. He then spun me around, grabbed a bottle of conditioner and then reached around and poured it down my boxers and jeans. The feeling was amazing as it covered my rock hard dick and began to run down my legs. Robert reached inside my boxers and while pressing his bulge against my butt, began too stroke me gently, then with more pressure.
I knew I was about to share Tim's experience of shooting in my pants when Robert pulled his hand out and unzipped my Levi's. He reached inside, found my cock through my boxers and pulled it out. Again he started stroking, harder and faster. He could tell by my throbbing dick that I was seconds away from cumming, I was about to blow when I felt his other hand slide inside the back of my jeans. I couldn't hold it back when he caressed my ass and slowly stuck his finger into my ass.
I exploded like I was firing at a target. That target just happened to be Tim, who was soon coated in a gusher of my hot cum. Stream after stream hit his face, sweater, khakis and even his hair. He just layed there seemingly enjoying it.
After what seemed like minutes of orgasm, I too slid down and found myself lying beside Tim. This really seemed to turn on Robert who unzipped his own pants, pulled out his huge cock and stroked himself while standing over us. We both knew what was coming, literally, when Robert reached into the back of his own pants and fingered his ass. A gallon of white hit me and Tim, I wandered if it was ever going to stop. Now Tim and I both were covered.
Robert rinsed his hands and began stripping down, throwing his shoes, socks and clothes all over us before shutting off the water.
He opened the shower curtain, stepped out. And grabbed a towel.
"You need to clean up and get out before the next guy walks in, it would be hard to explain this. Oh and make sure you wash my clothes." And with that he walked out shutting the door behind him.
Tim and I made our way back standing and began to undress. Tim turned the shower back on so we could clean the cum out of his pants and the conditioner out of mine. We dried ourselves and Tim ran back to his room returning with his laundry basket and some sweatpants. He threw the pants at me and told me to put them on while he gathered up the clothes. We went to his room and he pulled on some shorts and told me to stick around while he took the clothes to the basement laundry.
He arrived back in a few minutes. "I hope you had fun and I'm sorry about Tim. Hes very unpredictable and usually very straight."
"It was amazing." I said but asked him to tell me the 'long story ' he mentioned about why Robert did the air quotes when he asked if Tim had spilled his beer again.
Tim blushed, "well I have a habit of just cumming in my pants sometimes and he knows that. I've used the beer excuse before." He got quiet and admitted he also had a habit if 'warming up' his pants when they had parties and there was drinking involved.
I laughed and told him not to worry. What happened on our walk from the fountain was actually quite fun and exciting for me.
Tim gave me a tshirt and an old hoodie and we walked back toward the fountain to get his car and drive me back to mine, I told him I had an awesome time and anytime he needed my help to just ask if this was the payback.
As he dropped me off I told him to thank Robert and that I hoped to see them both soon.
"Oh you will I still have your clothes but I'm probably going to put them on and jerk off in them before I give them back"
I told him that would be fine and maybe he should wear them at the next party. "Maybe you'll need to spill your beer" as I made air quotes and got in my car for a smile filled ride home.