Little Shaver

Little Shaver - Part Three
Never, Ever Leave You
By SMITTY KALE

Cloud Strife jerked awake at the sound of running water.
Blue eyes bleary with sleep, the little blond rolled out of bed, pulling at the waist band of his blue boxers to keep them from falling down and scratching at the bare stomach his skin tight white shirt didn't cover. The t-shirt had, like Cloud's boxers, been a gift from Zax.
Glancing at the clock, Cloud shook his head. It was three in the morning and Zax had apparently just gotten home. That meant, Cloud knew, that the raven-haired man would be in a drunken stupor that wouldn't wear off until midday.
Cloud rubbed his eyes as he stepped into the bright bathroom lights. Not waiting for his eyes to adjust, Cloud reached over and pressed the dimmer till the brightness was bearable yet enough to see by.
Zax was slumped over, sitting in the tub. Both the hot and the cold water were turned on full force and the water streamed from the showerhead like there was no tomorrow. The curtain was wide open and the water was getting all over the floor.
"Zax," Cloud yelled. "Wake up!" He prodded his naked, wet roommate as he yelled and Zax slowly opened hazy eyes.
"Cloo-owdy?" Zax rumbled, stretching his arms and revealing a dark patch of hair in his pits. Cloud shook his head and reached to turn off the water. "Nonono," Zax exclaimed. "I needa-needa take a shower, Cloudy." Zax hiccupped and giggled, his deep, husky voice breaking into a hack halfway through.
"Just a second," Cloud said, impatiently, as he pulled off his t-shirt. "Lemme get my clothes off."
"Okay, babe," Zax slurred, his face one big stupid, drunk grin.
With a bit of a blush, Cloud dropped the oversized blue boxers to the floor and stepped into the slippery tub with Zax. After a moment, Cloud closed the curtain and turned on the shower again.
"There," the boy murmured to himself, standing over the big man as the water poured over them.
"You'se naked," Zax declared, his words decidedly slurred.
"Yeah," Cloud blushed. Weeks ago he wouldn't have had the guts to do anything but dream about being naked in the tub with Zax like this. "Stand up, Zacky, please," he ordered, shyly. It felt strange to order Zax around.
"Ya-you g-gotta kiss me first, baby boy," Zax declared, still grinning stupidly as his heavy eyelids struggled to keep open. "And then-and then shuck my cockk." Zax's tongue was lolling about in his mouth as he spoke, making the words rather difficult to understand.
Cloud frowned and then bent down to plant a kiss on Zax's forehead.
"You have to shower first," Cloud informed his lover as he tugged upwards on Zax's muscular arm.
"N-N-No! I wannu to suck my cock," Zax whined. "An'an'an then-then I wanna fuck you-you-you-you reeel hard." The black haired man stood reluctantly as he spoke, much to Cloud's relief. "Please, Cloudy, please?"
Cloud's face was bright red now.
"Not right now," the boy insisted, trying not to give in to the larger man. Cloud realized that this was one of the few times he was purposefully disobeying Zax. Zax was, after all, the kind of man one listened to. Even the most strong willed generally gave way to Zax's wishes.
But now the pints and pints of ale that Zax had undoubtedly downed were reducing Zax to a pile of brainless skin and bones. Zax gave a whine and fell backwards against the back wall of the shower, his feet slipping. Cloud threw his smaller body up against Zax to keep him from falling, his small face pressed up against Zax's chiseled chest. The man's cock was pushing into Cloud's stomach and Cloud blushed harder, trying with little success to push the embarrassment out of his mind and focus on the rather difficult task at hand.
"Aw-aw-a-a hug!" Zax grinned, nearly suffocating Cloud with his monster grip. Cloud tried to pull away but it proved futile.
"Zax!" It was Cloud's turn to whine. Zax's reluctantly let go as Cloud pushed away. "Hold onto that bar," Cloud told Zax, trying not to look at the big man. The blond was blushing furiously and it was so hard to say no to someone like Zax, harder still when you were looking at the ridiculously huge grin. "I don't want you to fall over."
"Youyouyouyou don't?"
"No!" Cloud snapped, then corrected himself. "I mean no. Now hold still and let me get the soap."
Zax's hands were thrust behind his body holding onto the bar and the rest of his body was thrust mindlessly outwards at Cloud. It was, Cloud was beginning to discover, very disconcerting to try to twist the cap off of a bottle of liquid soap when a gigantic, brown cock was pointing straight at you.
"Cloud?" Zax asked randomly.
"What?" Cloud replied, only half listening as he struggled to keep hold of the soaking wet bottle.
"I gotta-I gotta tell you something."
"What?" Cloud asked again, his tongue poking out of his mouth in concentration as he finally managed to unscrew the cap. The water raining from the showerhead was terribly distracting, as were Zax's ramblings. The blond brushed a lock of wet hair out of his face and looked up at Zax.
"I-I love you." Zax said firmly, completely catching Cloud off guard.
Cloud froze, tears filling his eyes as he turned to face Zax, finally paying attention.
"No-No really!" Zax exclaimed. "I-I loves you!"
Cloud looked at Zax. The big man's cock was erect and pointing, his body was thrust outwards comically, his black hair was a wet mess, and shower water was running all over his big, huge body and his big and goofy grin made Cloud want to melt.
"I-I love you, too, Zacky," Cloud managed finally. He felt like throwing himself into the man's arms and staying there forever, coming out only to pay attention to that massive cock of Zax's that Cloud adored so.
"Hug?" Zax wondered, throwing his arms open. Cloud jumped into the waiting arms, partly to just hug Zax and partly to keep the big man from falling onto the tub's floor.
After a moment or two, Cloud remembered that the cleaning process had gotten nowhere.
"Zax, I got to wash you still," Cloud reminded.
"Oh-Oh yeah," Zax nodded, letting go as Cloud directed the man's huge arms to grab onto the bar behind him again.
"There," Cloud sighed and turned back to the task at hand. In a moment the washcloth was lathered and ready. "I've got the soap ready," Cloud said, turning to face the big man.
"Cloud?"
"What?"
"Are you sure-sure you cant let me fuck youse?"
"No," Cloud said firmly. He held the lathered cloth in hand and looked up at the Zax. "This'll be interesting," he murmured. "How am I supposed to reach the top of you?"
"You could climb-climb me," Zax suggested, that stupid grin never leaving his face. Just looking at it made Cloud blush.
There seemed to be no alternative, so Cloud did as he was told. Zadomidominant nature was impossible to ignore and the only reason Cloud had been able to resist it so far was because Zax was drunk. Even then it wasn't easy to say no to a man whose whole nature screamed that he was in charge.
In a moment, Cloud was up on Zax, his legs tightly gripped around Zax's body and his ass resting lightly on Zax's cock. With one arm flung around Zax's shoulder for support, Cloud began to scrub. First Zax's face, then his shoulders, then his neck, his ears, the back of his neck...
"Zax!" Cloud squeaked as he felt one of Zax's hands creep around start to finger Cloud's tiny ass hole. "No!"
"Aw, please, Cloudy?" Zax whined. Cloud determined not to look at the face of the man for once he did Cloud knew he would be helpless to resist his raven-haired lover.
"No!" Cloud exclaimed, sliding off of Zax's body. "You'd better turn around," Cloud instructed. The little blond knew that he would be unable to clean Zax's privates without giving in to the urge to place his small mouth around Zax's huge cock.
And then Cloud was up on Zax again, this time piggyback style. As soon as Zax's back was clean, Cloud hopped down.
"Now for your...behind..." Cloud said, shyly blushing as he lathered the cloth again.
"For-For fucky's sake, Cloudy," Zax hiccupped, "just call it an ass, ‘kay, baby?"
Cloud blushed harder as he gently began to move the cloth in circular motions on Zax's ass cheeks. Glad to be finished, Cloud prepared to move on, but Zax stopped him.
"Aren't you going to cley hoy hole, Cloudy?" Zax's husky voice hiccupped with its drunkenness and Cloud felt his eyes getting wide. "I-I always, always-always cleans my holey." Zax hiccupped again.
"O-Okay," Cloud whispered hoarsely and shyly. This was something new.
"Do it with your tongue, baby-baby," Zax giggled. "Ple-please?"
"No!" Cloud squeaked.
"P-P-Please, baby?"
"Zax, do I have to?" Cloud knew he wasn't going to be able to resist Zax much longer.
"Yeah, baby, yo-you gottu..." Zax hiccupped again and giggled. Cloud found his body moving on autopilot. Even in his drunken stupor, Zax was in charge once more.
The man thrust his ass out and spread his legs as his hands continued to grip the bar on the wall.
"Cloudy-Cloudy-Cloudy, do-do it on your hands and knees."
Once he had assumed the instructed position, Cloud's tongue nervously flicked out and touched Zax's ass cheeks, then continued to push further. Soon Cloud's nose was buried in between Zax's cheeks and his tongue was touching a round hole.
The taste was salty and Cloud immediately was repulsed. But then, somehow, it tasted good. It tasted like Zax.
"Bab-baby-mhlmm," Zax moaned, pushing back until Cloud's entire small face was sandwiched between Zax's ass cheeks.
Cloud thought he could have gone on forever, but Zax's drunk, commanding voice suddenly brought him out of his sex-hazed stupor.
"Baby you-you cummed all over," Zax said. The words were followed by a set of drunken giggles.
Cloud pulled out and blushed deep red.
"I need to finish cleaning you," Cloud suggested, almost pleaded. He hoped to high heaven that Zax wouldn't remember this.
"O-Okay, baby," Zax conceded with another hiccup.
Zax turned around, switching hands, so that his cock was once again pointing at Cloud.
"I gotta-gotta," Zax began before being interrupted by a hiccup. "Gotta tell you-you something Cloudy-Cloudy, please?"
"What, Zacky?" Cloud asked. His breathing was still heavy as he brushed back his hair with a wet hand. With a tired yawn that had started as a sigh, Cloud knelt to scrub Zax's feet.
"I-I really does!"
"What?" Cloud finished scrubbing Zax's feet and stood again. His body felt like one big prune.
"I-I lo-love you, Cloudy, I do..." Zax explained. Another drunken hiccup followed.
"I love you too, Zax," Cloud sighed. It was impossible to be exasperated with this man. "But I need to do your hair."
Zax's head was bowed low in an instant and his black hair swung out, slapping Cloud in the face. Cloud shook his head and would have giggled if he hadn't been so tired. Zax seemed oblivious.
"Love you," Zax repeated drunkenly.
"Yes Zax," Cloud replied as he lathered his lover's hair.
"I-I really d-d-d-do!" Hiccup.
"Yes, shhh, I know."
"B-bu-bu-b-b-but I really, r-really love you!" Zax's voice was desperate.
"I-I know," Cloud managed. He was choking up as he stood back and let the shower head rinse out Zax's hair. To be loved by someone, someone as big and handsome and kind and lovable as Zax, it made Cloud feel overwhelmed. "I don't deserve you," Cloud whispered softly.
"D-D-Do you l-love m-m-m-me?"
"Ye-yes, Zax, I love you m-more than anything!" Cloud let the tears of happiness, of joy stream down his face now. Zax couldn't see them anyway.
"You-You wont ever l-leave m-m-me?" Zax sounded more vulnerable than Cloud had ever heard him sound. In fact, Cloud had never heard Zax sound vulnerable.
"You-You're hair's d-done, Zacky," Cloud whispered softly.
"Y-you're gonna leave me? I-I dun wannu to-to leave-me, Cloud, d-d-don't l-leave, don't-don't leave!"
"I-I won't leave," Cloud managed. "But I have to finish cleaning you."
"You w-won't leave?"
"No-No, Zacky, I'll-I'll never leave."
"You w-won't leave!" Zax sounded thrilled. He hiccupped again. Then giggled.
Cloud knelt and began to lather Zax's legs, wating a moment for the shower to rinse them off. There was only one spot left. Zax's crotch.
"T-That-" Zax giggled, "T-that tickles, Cloudy!"
The erect cock jiggled about as Cloud lathered it and the testicles beneath it. It was the most beautiful thing Cloud had ever seen, Zax's penis was, though it looked better without all the soap hiding its beauty.
Long after the water had rinsed all the soap away, long after Zax had stopped giggling, long after he had dropped the washcloth, long after Zax had started staring down at him, Cloud knelt there, just staring at Zax's cock.
Finally, with eyes full of tears of joy, Cloud looked up at Zax. His master. His lover. His Zax.
"Suck it, n-now, b-b-baby Cloudy?" Zax's husky voice finally implored.
And Cloud did. He sucked and licked like there was no tomorrow. Grabbing the sides of the tub to brace himself against Zax's animal-like thrusts, Cloud sucked. As the water ran over them, the steam filling the bathroom, they made love as if it were their first time.
And, for the first time ever, Cloud took all of it in his mouth. The shape of Zax's thick, long, giant cock was visible in Cloud's throat. The mushroom head of it, the way it throbbed; all showed as Cloud sucked and tongued and as Zax thrust. Cloud wasn't sure how he was suddenly able to do it. Perhaps it had to do with the emotion of the moment, the strengthened bond between the two. But when Cloud looked back on it later, he didn't really care why he had been able to do it. He had been making Zax happy, making Zax proud. That was all that mattered.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity cut short, Cloud, then Zax, came. In a moment they both had collapsed on the tub floor.
Cloud's body, tiny compared to Zax's, was curled up into a fetal ball. Zax's body enveloped the blond's and they lay there together, water raining down on them, steam turning all into a blur. After a moment, using the last of the intelligence that his drunken body could muster, Zax reached up with his free hand and turned off the water. The hand let itself drop down put itself to use, helping to hold the blond boy tight to Zax's body.
And then, the smaller in the larger's arms, a small voice whispered softly:
"I-I'll never, ever leave you, Zacky."
And then they were asleep.