As a friend turned live-in maid, life wasnât easy for you. Having to navigate between all these gorgeous men, trying to stay professional and do your job while also maintaining your close friendship with the guys. Even though they have busy schedules, they donât mind taking their time to hang out with you.
You were cleaning the shower when all of a sudden you heard someone come into the bathroom. The person must have not heard you over their loud music and started stripping right in front of the closed shower door. You were about to alarm the person of your presence when the shower door opened. You opened your mouth to say something but you couldnât, the view in front of you took your breath away.
It was Baekhyun, your best friend. He was naked except for a beautiful red lace lingerie set. He gasped and jumped a little from the shock. The moment he realized what you saw him wear his cheeks grew red and he covered his body with his hands. He didnât realize that it affected you in a different way than he thought.
âI-Iâm so sorry, I thought I was aloneâ he said.
You shook your head, a smile on your face indicating that you werenât upset, at all.
âItâs fine Baekhyun... you look really pretty by the way, so so prettyâ
He blushed again, redness crawling up his neck.
âItâs embarrassingâ he choked out
You quickly shook your head again, telling him how lovely he looked over and over again. You grabbed his hand and pulled him into a hug. He was tense, but you started rubbing his back, one of his weak spots. He visibly relaxed against you.
âItâs just me and you Baek, thereâs no one else here. No need to feel embarrassed around me, you know that. You look gorgeous, I mean itâ
He whined, burying his head into your shoulder, his warm cheeks against your neck. He turns restless, body moving against yours. You squeeze the back of his neck in order to calm him down but it has the opposite effect. He gets even more restless, trying to get closer to you if thats even possible. He whines again when you feel his âproblemâ against your thigh. You smirk, filthy ideas running through your head.
You pull him backwards by his hair and grab his slim waist. Slender fingers pull at your shirt, fingertips brushing against your stomach, desperate to get it off. Looks like youâre not the only excited one. You laugh, helping Baekhyun to pull your shirt off. The rest of your clothes are next. His eyes widen like saucers, never expecting to be in this situation with you but loving it nonetheless.
You pull off his beautiful bralette, and unfortunately his pretty panties have to go too, but you have no regrets when you can finally fully look at his gorgeous naked body. Pretty pink nipples already hard and his pretty pink cock already dripping wet for you to touch.
You pull his hair again making him moan loudly. You push him up against the shower wall making him gasp, his mouth falling open at the sheer force of your fingers pressing into his waist. He whines, pleading for you to âjust do somethingâ. You dont appreciate the way heâs talking to you, so you turn him around and spank him hard. He cries out, multiple âoh fuckâsâ and âdo it again, harder pleaseâ leaving his mouth.
You spank him again, harder this time.
âSuch a whore, begging for me to spank you harder. Who knew you were such a painslut huh Baekkie?â
âS-such a painslut for you, only for youâ He whimpers.
You nibble at his earlobe, one hand playing with his tits and the other hand sliding in between his buttcheeks. He blushes furiously when your fingers graze his fluttering cunt, thumb just lightly pushing in and out when you feel no resistance. You smile, bringing your fingers to his lips for him to suck on, make them nice and wet for his pussy.
âSay Baek, have you fingered yourself before? I bet you have, my dirty boy. Youâre so loose, what do you think about when you spread yourself open?â You say, pushing your fingers down the back of his throat, feeling the hotness constrict around the length of your fingers.
He chokes, moaning loudly. Your fingers pull out, and slide down his neck towards one of his nipples, twisting and pulling harshly. He almost comes then and there, the rough treatment something heâs been missing in his life.
âF-fuck I-I canât, I canât hnngâ He almost cries.
You slap his thigh, nails lightly grazing his perineum. You bite his collar bone, leaving a blooming purple mark. He moans again, whining for you to âjust take himâ.
âYou can and you will. Tell me if you do this to yourself or I will turn on the cold shower and put your pretty little dick right under there.â You threaten.
See-through tears spill down his cheeks, the embarrassment making his entire body heat up with pleasure, cock spilling more and more precum. You count down from three and he still hasnât answered yet, so you turn on the cold shower and put his leaking cock right under the ice cold stream.
He recoils from your tight grip, but you wonât let him. He almost screams, hands gripping yours tightly. Once he gets used to the bite of the cold water, moans start to spill again. You kiss him, tongue exploring his mouth, lips sucking on his tongue. He whines, pulling you closer again. You tug at his still hard cock, making him thrust into your hand.
âG-gonna, oh fuck oh fuck, gonna c-cumâ He groans.
Right before heâs able to come, your hand leaves his dick, a dry orgasm rippling through him like a fire. He screams, white spots dancing behind his eyes. You weave your hand through his hair, pulling his head into your chest. His warm tears a welcome contrast to the cold water. You comfort him until you only hear soft whimpers.
âShh baby, itâs okay. You did so well, Iâm so proud. You took your punishment like a good boy.â You say.
âM sorry I didnât tell I f-fingered myself before, I was a b-bratâ He stutters, a bit out of his mind.
You stroke his hair, turning on the warm shower. He moans, muscles relaxing. You pull him closer again, his hard-on still prominent against his stomach. Your hand travels lower, starting to jerk him off again. He almost screams, rutting against you with desperate movements.
âOh baby, you didnât think we were done, did you? Iâm far from being done with youâ
