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Carlos Sainz [110]

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[110]-"Were you just touching yourself?" "Uhm, no...I" "Want some help?"
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Entering the house after a long day at work always feels like a huge relief. Muscles automatically feel less tense when the warm and welcomed atmosphere goes over onto my body and I can let out a deep breath. Slipping out of my shoes, soothing the aching in my feet I almost forgot during the day which is now present again with a little thumping in the sole. I hang up my coat on the rack and place my handbag on the little shelf before I walk further into the house, curious to see where my boyfriend is.

"Carlos?" I ask into the living room, but Carlos is neither spread out on the sofa nor sitting at the little workspace in front of the window. Walking over to the kitchen, where Carlos loves to prepare food, I think he could be there, but he isn't in this room either. A soft frown forms on my face, maybe he is not at home? But that would lead to another question: Where is he?

I walk up the stairs, deciding that I should change into some more comfortable clothing and wait for Carlos to show up again. Just when I reach the top stair, I can hear the faint sound of water and combine that Carlos is probably in the shower. Walking over to the bathroom, just to say a quick "hello" is my plan, but when I open the loosely closed door there is a different sight than I expected it to be.

Instead of just showering, what would already look delicious Carlos has a hand on his erected length. The other is placed on the wall to keep himself steady while his head is thrown back in pleasure. Water drips down his body, coating it with droplets that follow his defined muscles while he keeps moving his hand in a slow rhythm. Little groans leaving his lips leading to goosebumps spread all over my body and I can't take my eyes off of him.

Since I don't want to stare longer without Carlos even knowing that I am there, I decide to announce my presence. Taking a step back, closing the door a bit again, before I let my knuckles knock against the wood, before entering the room again. I can observe that Carlos has turned around quickly, his back now facing me, probably to hide his erection. He looks over his shoulder and smiles at me, even though his eyes are still a little bit widened because I surprised him like this.

"Were you just touching yourself?" I ask him with a giggle, leaning into the doorway during it. It's not my intention to embarrass him with this question, I just want to see if he answers honestly or if he tries to come up with something to cover up his little session of masturbating.

"Uhm, no I..." He starts to stammer and would probably blush, but since his skin is already a little bit reddened by the hot water it doesn't show up on his face. Before he can even try to talk himself out of this situation, I speak up again.

"Want some help?" I offer him, making another step into the bathroom, closing the door properly behind me. Carlos licks his lips at my words, eyes flickering up and down my body, probably already imagining how I look underneath my clothes. He knows exactly how to picture me naked in his head, but I know that he prefers the real version of it.

"Come and join me." Carlos invites me to join him into the shower and I do not need a second invitation. Undressing myself quickly from my work clothes, putting them in the laundry basket, shivering because the air is cold, before I am able to walk into the big shower. Warmth encases me and I sight softly when Carlos pulls me under the water which is helping me to unfreeze.