Zach flushes the tissues and turns back around in time to see Chris gingerly tucking himself back in the thong. He’s not hard anymore, but his cock is still noticeably swollen, and Zach feels a little spike of jealousy at the thought that somebody just might notice. Chris notices all that noticing and reties the robe around himself, then strides up to Zach for a deep, wet kiss, coming up on his tiptoes and melting against Zach’s body.

They’re interrupted by a loud banging on the door and an Aussie-accented “Are you fucking done in there?”

Then, from further away, Zoe’s voice: “I think the better question would be whether they’re done fucking in there,” followed by much whooping and hollering from the peanut gallery and a loud groan from John.

They sheepishly exit the bathroom to chants of “Frank and Rocky, rah rah rah!”