DISCLAIMER: I do not own, or claim to own, any of the characters used in this slash fiction. This is a work of pure fiction and bares no resemblance to the events of the television programme EastEnders nor the lives of the actors featured. All characters and actors are aged over eighteen. All ownership goes to the rightful copyright owners.
It was a bitterly cold November morning in Walford; not that this was unusal for an area which often delivered on the promise of 'the coldest winter since records began'. The residents of Albert Square had, by now, gotten used to the cold weather to the point where it no longer detered them from their day-to-day work: unless of course, you were Peter Beale or Kush Kazemi who, spending all day outside on their stalls, found themselves a source of distraction for the locals as their rock-hard nipples pressed against the fabric on their ever-tightening t-shirts!
Despite the fact that it was only around 5AM, Jay Brown was already awake and poised for the day ahead: Phil and Sharon had finally got round to going on their honeymoon, so, Jay had been left in charge of the Arches whilst Phil was away. It would have been easier, and preferable, for Jay to just delay opening up the garage in Phil's absence but he'd have been a fool if he'd have thought the extra hours he spent in bed wouldn't be relayed back to his old friend the moment he arrived back in the country. Phil had always run a tight ship and Jay wasn't about to let the standard slip in Phil's absence, even if he did have to contend with Phil's son Ben: who was about as much use as a mechanic as a summer's hat would have been on this cold morning.
Jay had been awake for a good half an hour before he had mustered the strength to pull himself out of bed - Ben's snoring was enough to keep anyone awake and the pair had often joked about Jay getting himself some ear plugs to wear for as long as the two lads shared a room! Jay pulled back his duvet and slipped out of his bed, his flaccid cock swinging from side to side as he walked across the room to reach for his dressing gown. Even when he was soft, Jay's uncut cock was a good four inches and it grew to almost double that when he was aroused. His pubes were trimmed, not shaved, as he had never found the willpower to get rid of his pubes completely: he preferred the light dusting of ginger hair around his cock and balls, it made him feel more manly.
Jay made his way out of his bedroom and across the corridor to the bathroom, pushing the door so it was only partially opened as he stood in front of the toilet and relieved himself. As the streams of piss exited his cock and made their way into the toilet bowl, Jay tilted his head slightly and moaned: he loved the feeling of the warm piss rushing out from his cock, even if he'd never tell anyone that! Jay shook his cock slightly to release the last few drips of piss from under his foreskin and, unsurprisingly, his cock was happy to be handled at this time in the morning. Jay's cock twitched slightly as he touched it - although any chance of it being relieved in the other way it could be were soon thwarted as Jay turned his attentions to the new task at hand: showering. He pulled off his dressing gown and threw it onto the floor before stepping inside the bathtub and adjusting the shower head so it was facing his body - completely forgetting that he'd forgotten to close the bathroom door fully. Within seconds of Jay standing in the bathtub, streams of hot water were colliding with his body.
Jay had always been a massive advocate for personal hygiene, he made sure he showered at least twice a day and hated the idea of being covered in grime and sweat: which was somewhat ironic as he spent his entire days covered in oil at the garage! The shower at the Mitchell's house had always been a little bit temperamental, it would go from being hot to cold in a matter of moments and it wasn't always a given that you'd shower in warm water. With Phil and Sharon absent, it meant that Jay could shower for as long as he wanted, well, if he had the time to spare. Jay sudded himself up with body wash, taking care to massage the soap suds into his pubes and groin area: the constant touching of his cock causing a newfound state of arousal for Jay, who smiled as his cock grew to attention and found itself parallel against his body. Normally, Jay would masturbate in the shower: it was the only alone time that he really got, but, not wanting to disappoint Phil by opening the garage up later, Jay decided he'd leave his cock alone until later - perhaps knowing he'd allowed himself a good, slow wank later in the evening would make the day go quicker?
His raging hard-on finally retracting, Jay continued to focus on the day ahead - he was going to the Car Lot at some point today to take a look at one of the cars there, which would mean an interesting conversation with ex-girlfriend Abi's dad - Max. He wasn't particularly looking forward to it, but, Jay had spent enough time with Phil to know that the Mitchell's certainly weren't pushovers! As aforementioned, Jay was a big fan of personal hygiene and that meant he was keen to wash all areas of his body - even those he'd never go out of his way to touch away from the shower. Jay removed the shower head from its holder and placed one leg on the side of the bath, his other hand steadying himself by gripping the shower screen as he manouvered the shower head so that it was facing his arse. Once he was in a comfortable position, Jay took his hand away from the shower screen and moved it to his arse - gently parting his cheeks so that the jets of water could reach his arsehole. He was comfortable in his sexuality and, so, he didn't see his arsehole as anything other than a part of his body. Aware that he'd let his thoughts wander more than usual this morning, Jay was conscious of time so as much as he was enjoying the extra few minutes he'd spent in the shower: he decided that enough was enough and he couldn't prolong the inevitable any longer. Jay sighed as he placed the shower head back in its holder before turning off the streams of water and stepping out onto the fresh towel he had placed down fifteen minutes earlier.
It was as Jay dried himself - again taking extra care to make sure he reached all areas of his body - that he noticed that he'd left the bathroom door slightly open, after all, he'd been so desperate for a piss anything else had been pushed to the back of his mind. Jay cautiously wrapped a towel round his waist and picked up his dressing gown before heading back down the corridor to find that his momentary worries had been in vain: Ben, as the only other person in the house, appeared to be fast asleep in his bed. Safe in the knowledge that his privacy hadn't been compromised and that Ben was still sleeping, Jay felt comfortable enough to remove his towel there and then and make a move for his underwear drawer - reaching inside and taking out a pair of Calvin Klein black boxer briefs. Jay slipped them on and turned to the wardrobe, removing his overalls from their coat hanger before pulling them on also: he never wore anything else other than his underwear beneath his overalls as he found that he got too warm at work, plus, the fewer layers meant that he'd be able to get out and play with his cock easier if he got a spare few minutes. Jay reached under his pillow and pulled out his phone, squinting as the screen lit up to show him the time: it was 5:30AM which meant that his efforts had paid off and he was sticking to the schedule he had set himself. Optimistic about the day ahead, regardless of his meeting with Max, Jay left his bedroom with a smile on his face as he bounced downstairs to make himself some breakfast.
The faint sound of the radio could be heard from upstairs, and, as the noise made its way into the bedroom Jay shared with Ben - Ben's eyes opened like a shot. As Jay clattered around downstairs with pots and pans, Ben reached for his glasses with a wide smile painted across his face. Ben grabbed his phone from under his own pillow and keyed in the passcode - and once the phone was unlocked, it took him straight to his camera roll: where a ten minute long video of Jay's shower taken through the crack in the bathroom door stood! Ben hadn't been asleep at all, and, instead had headed to the bathroom for a piss: only to see Jay stood there with a hard-on. The opportunity was too good to pass-up and Ben returned to the bedroom for his phone, where he filmed Jay's shower. Although seeing his friend naked and rock-hard was enough to turn Ben on, it was the sight of him spreading his own cheeks and washing his hole that really drove Ben wild. Now as he watched the footage back on his mobile, Ben slipped his hand inside his Calvin Klein briefs to play with his dick: which strained against the fabric. His own dick was 7 inches hard with a thick mess of dark brown pubes: he was disappointed he was a little bit smaller than Jay was, but, with the footage of Jay's shower nothing was going to ruin Ben's new fantasy....
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