Cy hung on a towel hook as Evan got the shower running. It was not the most comfortable position to be in, a very odd sensation hanging from one’s waistband, not something a human can experience. Very cold as well, he missed Evan's body heat. However once the rush of steam filled the bathroom he was able to feel a little warm.
Evan stepped in first to get his body wet. Cy didn’t really have a good view, not that jockstraps had eyes, but he had sort of some type of vision but the mirror he was staring into was fogging up so it was hard to make out any shapes.
In the middle of his pondering, Cy felt Evan’s warm and wet fingers grab him.
Now in the shower Cy was quickly soaking in the warm water. While it was nice to have his friends cum into him, having dried cum stains caked into him was an odd feeling. It was nice to finally feel refreshed.
He looked up and saw Evan smiling down at him.
“Well Cy, time for the bodywash,” Evan said as he squirted a large stream of bodywash right into Cy’s pouch. Cy had the instinct to blink but then remembered he didn’t have eyes.
Evan lattered the soap throughout Cy’s fabric form and cupped the little jockstrap, then started to use him to scrub his arms.
Cy ran his body up and down Evan’s muscular arms and chest. This was something he never dreamed he could experience. Then Evan ran Cy under his armpits, across his cheeks, then used him vigorously to scrub his crotch area and forest of pubes.
After a few minutes of scrubbing Evan looked at Cy still grasped between his fingers. He chuckled as he picked a few pubes that got stuck on Cy. “Well I need to get to shampooing my hair so I am going leave you here for a while,” Evan said as he hung him on a shower hook.
While it was still warm from the shower steam Cy felt once again colder that he didn’t have the heat from Evan’s palms and fingers warming him up. Especially now that he was soaked in water. Water that was weighing him down.
Cy felt heavier, then he realized he was slipping and started to fall off the hook. Then in one motion he slipped off the hook and collapsed as a heap on the wet shower floor with a loud splat.
After collecting himself Cy looked up but Evan didn’t seem to notice, he had his eyes closed as he was shampooing his hair.
Well, I guess he will eventually find me Evan thought to himself.
A few minutes later he felt what he thought were fingers touching him, but he wasn’t being picked up. Those were Evan toes touching him.
Cy guessed Evan didn’t notice as he started stepping on him, causing the water in his fabric body to squeeze out, then absorb back in when pressure was released. He felt the sole of Evan’s feet step on him, over and over again. As he tried to collect himself he looked up to see Evan smiling.
“Sorry Cy,” Evan grinned, “but you feel just so good under my feet.” He stepped back down a few more times as if he was using him as a cleaning cloth again.
Evan picked Cy up and gave him a little hug, “you know I am just teasing you.” He gave the wet jockstrap a little kiss. “Okay I think we are done and clean, now we have to get ready for school tomorrow.”