Secret Love Nest

Showerhead

I had to come to work early today. I have a photoshoot and the backdrops of the pictures is a beautiful sunrise in a countryside. I enjoyed breathing in the fresh air and seeing the world around me get awashed with colors as the sun lazily shines along the countryside.

Provincial life is not that bad you know. I grew up in a province on the north of the country. My childhood was fantastic.

By lunchtime my cellphone came to life. Qing sent me a video, just like he promised me.

The video features a handy plumber fixing the showerhead on our bathroom. Last night, the showerhead got broken and it's Qing's fault.

Okay, maybe I can take the 25% of the blame. But it's mostly Qing's fault why it got broken. Who told him to grip it so tight and pull at it with all his strength? And who would have thought that it will break?

Dayu! Can you give us the whole story now, and please start at the beginning...

Yes, I like that. A story should start at the beginning, right? Okay, here we go...

The Story of the Broken Showerhead

Last night, Qing and I wanted to do our part on helping the world conserve our water reserves so we decided to shower together (yeah, if you bought that one I have a bridge to sell to you too)

Naturally, when we shower together, sex is in the agenda. Sex in shower has a lot of merits. Cleanliness is on top of that list.

So there we are, inside the shower stall big enough for the both of us, naked and kissing under the gentle shower of water. Heavy kissing with our tongues tangled together, our hands roaming each other's nakedness, our wet body parts rubbing at each other. One of his hand sliding down to my ass...

(Breath people! Breath! Are we all still alive?)

Damn it Dayu just continue with the story!!!

(Ha ha ha...I love winding people up)

I broke the kiss

Me: (breathing heavily) Wanna suck you...(biting his chin)

Qing: One more kiss (kiss me hard again)

After more kissing he finally let me go so I can slid down on my knees in front of him. His body shielding me from the water pouring on us. I hold his hard dick, give it a pump and two before trying to find out just how much of it I can fit inside my mouth.

So I was there, kneeling and giving Qing a head, doing my best to drive him crazy. Sliding my mouth upward until only the crown remain in my mouth, curling my tongue on it, trying to find his slit. I was being push by the Qing's moans and groans and occasional cursing.

(Just to be clear, everything I know about sucking cock, I learn from Qing. I fell in his arms, practically a virgin. But Qing said I am a wonderful student, a fast learner. Who would have thought that sucking dick is fun? Huh?)

Qing: (breathing heavily) Ah, yes, just like that. Ugh Dayu, fuck...fucking shit right there! God...I love your mouth.

I was deciding whether I will let him come inside my mouth so I can try to swallow it or if I will stop so we can have some butt action when I heard an ominous snap and a break. Suddenly, a big splash of water poured on us.

I jumped to my feet, Qing's dick totally forgotten. My eyes grew wide when I saw a shocked Qing with a broken showerhead on his hand as heavy water flowed from the shower pipe.

Qing: (looking at me in shock) What the hell happened?

Me: (trying my best not to laugh) You... ahm...it seems to me like you broke our shower.

Qing: (stunned look)

I reached out to close the main valve. Then I patted Qing's shoulder.

Me: (get out of the shower stall and take a towel) I have an early photoshoot tomorrow, you have to fix this one, okay? Call a plumber tomorrow...

Qing: (step out of the stall too with the broken showerhead still in his hand) But...I...you...(he looked down at his still hard dick)

I laughed as I follow his gaze. Can't hold it off any longer.

Me: Better luck next time buddy. Be glad that you only broke the showerhead and nothing else. (I pout at his penis before turning to go out of the bathroom)

Qing followed me, naked and all, complaining that it is not his fault. As he went on and on about sub standard materials, clumsy plumbing job and cocktease boyfriend, his anger finally erased his erection. As the maligned cocktease boyfriend, I helped him get dried and dressed.

Until we went to bed he is still complaining. Saying that I should at least take some of the blame. To appease him, I nodded and said that I will take the 25% of the blame for the showerhead incident. And 100% of the blame for his sexual frustration.

After watching the video of the plumber fixing our shower. I went to a quiet corner to be alone. I called him. He is still pouting so I promised to give him another blowjob when I get home. This time I promised to let him come. He became happy again after hearing that.

Qing is sooooo easy. I had him wrap around my little finger. And sometimes in my mouth. (Cheeky grin)