This story happened not long after my second bi experience.
John and I had had a couple more encounters since the last story, and they had all pretty much been like the last story: me giving him a blowjob only for me to return to my room hard, wet and horny.
Understandably, I'd become a bit tired of this. Sure, I enjoyed sucking his massive cock off very much, but I still would have liked some reciprocation…
This all came to a head one night when I was in the shower. I was in the most secluded shower rooms (in the basement) as it was peaceful, almost always free, and I could spend as long as I wanted and sing as loud as I wanted.
I'd been in the shower about ten minutes with no one else in there. I was letting the water run over my body when I happened to notice the edge of the shower curtain had been pulled back. I closed it thinking nothing more of it, as I was clearly "alone". A minute latter, the other side was opened. I thought must have caught it with my arm or something.