He shuddered, feeling Carrick's cock between his legs. Russ closed his thighs. "A little frottage, eh?" He chuckled at that but let Carrick rub himself between his thighs.
But he needed more and stepped back turning to put his hands on the shower stall and present his ass. He looked back over his shoulder, "Well, you submitted to me earlier. And I need you to fuck me."