CHAPTER 11
Min-Jun somehow made it to the end of the day. He and Aidan didn’t bump into each other, and he was grateful for that. Also, he couldn’t wait to get home to sort his thoughts out in peace, and once he closed the door of his apartment, he took a long shower.
He was replaying the scenes from earlier that day under the stream of hot water.
We had sex. We really had sex. I can’t believe it.
Min-Jun closed his eyes and held his breath while the stream soaked his hair.
And it was good. So fucking good.
He then ran his hands over his wet hair as the droplets continued hitting his back and filled his lungs with the air.
But now I want to do it with him again.
Min-Jun had enjoyed it much more than he had hoped he would. In fact, he was afraid it would turn out to be a complete disaster, but Aidan fucked him properly. Just the mere thought of Aidan penetrating him sent waves of arousal down his spine and to his crotch.
Min-Jun grabbed his erection and imagined Aidan approaching him from behind.
In his mind Aidan was the one stroking his hard member and entering him roughly, his cock slippery with lube.
Min-Jun pressed his body against the tiles, hands on either side of the wall, and his hardness pressed against the cold surface.
“Oh…” he released a low groan, closed his eyes again and began to rock his hips. The pressure he put on his cock nearly brought him to climax, but he still had to take matters into his own hands. He was still pushing himself against the wall and moaning Aidan’s name under his breath.
“Aidan... fuck me. Oh... Harder! Aidan, please, harder. Ah-!”
Min-Jun stroked in urgency, his body tense and on the edge of orgasm.
“Aidan, take me. I need you...”
His eyes rolled back as he exploded. He rode his orgasm out, pressing his weight into the wall.
“Aidan…” he breathed out, closing his eyes shut.
Aidan.
His heart squeezed, and he gasped, choking on the lump in his throat.
What am I doing?
The thought struck him when he was a bit sobered up.
I’m going crazy.
He felt ashamed of himself and his perverted mind.
He is my employer for fucks sake.
Yet he fucked him.
Min-Jun sighed and rinsed himself; his mind was full of his boss.
***
Min-Jun knew that once wasn’t enough when he woke up the next morning.
He felt like an addict, his need for the man only grew.
He rolled onto his stomach and buried his head in the pillow with a groan.
At that moment a frustrating thought came to his mind - it was only Sunday. He was going to work on Tuesday.
After about half an hour of lying in bed with no will to get out, Min-Jun decided it was enough; he had to get moving.
He got up and went to the bathroom to get ready for the new day. Made himself something for breakfast, sat at a small round table and put morsels of food in his mouth that seemed to have no taste. He continued eating anyway.
He had the whole day to himself. He decided to call his mother first, then go out for a short walk in the park with his friends. After that he could go to the mall. He had enough money now to afford something nice for himself, and it could be a perfect distraction.
***
Once at work again, Min-Jun entered the bedroom to clean and change the bedding as usual. It was obvious that Aidan wasn’t inside; the room looked the same as it always did, sheets strewn about, a white t-shirt thrown on the floor.
Min-Jun picked up the t-shirt, put it on the bed, and changed the linen. After that he began wiping the dust and while he was focused on his task, he heard the door open and soon felt hands around his waist. He turned and saw Aidan with only a towel hanging off his hips.
Min-Jun’s face instantly turned red and he uttered, “G-good morning, sir.”
“Sir...?”
Min-Jun looked away shyly, but his lips stretched into a smile. “Shall I leave the room so you can dress?” He avoided facing the man again.
“Why do you think you should leave the room? There’s nothing you haven’t seen already.” Min-Jun could hear smugness in Aidan’s voice and felt Aidan’s body press closer to his. He shuddered but continued to wipe the dust, now entirely on autopilot.
“Well... I... I’m just asking.”
“There’s no need for that,” Aidan still stood there and Min-Jun could feel all the hairs on his body rising up. He tried to focus on his task but felt the anticipation growing.
Aidan’s hands sneaked under his dress, caressing his skin. Min-Jun paused, and Aidan added, “You can continue with your task.” Min-Jun could feel his breath tickling his ear.
Min-Jun breathed out, feeling his arousal grow.
Was it really what he thought it would be? He bit his lip and waited, his body tense with excitement. His heart picked up its pace when Aidan’s face pressed to his hair and when he inhaled his scent.
Min-Jun took in a ragged breath and continued moving his hands when Aidan’s fingers slipped under his underwear.
He noticed Aidan drop the towel on the floor and afterwards he could feel the hardness pushing through the fabric of his skirt between his butt-cheeks.
He moaned as his own erection ended pressed to the wooden furniture.
At that point Min-Jun moved his hands randomly around the surface, pretending to be busy.
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Aidan noticed that Min-Jun was wearing some sexy piece of underwear again. He smirked and played with the fabric; he really liked lacy underwear, whether it was worn by a man or a woman.
He explored it with his fingertips, rubbed the thread that went along Min-Jun’s hips first, then followed it between the butt cheeks. With one hand he was pulling on the thin material on Min-Jun’s ass and sneaked his other hand to Min-Jun’s front, palming his hardened cock.
Min-Jun gasped and arched his back, still leaning onto the cabinet and moving his one hand that was supposed to wipe off the dust and holding himself in place with another.
Aidan pushed himself closer then spoke, “I won’t keep you long. So be a good boy and wait here. I’m just going to get the lube and condom.”
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“O-okay…” Min-Jun nodded and suddenly felt coldness spreading around him. He missed Aidan’s presence even though he knew he would be back in a second. He didn’t turn around; he just stared at the mahogany surface and ran the cloth over the already clean area.
Aidan was soon behind him again, warming him with his body heat. His fingers were already lubed, and he pushed one into his hole without removing his underwear.
Min-Jun gasped and leaned forward so Aidan could enter him better. When Aidan pulled his finger out, he lifted the dress and pushed himself smoothly inside.
Min-Jun moaned, and his knees buckled, and he thought he lost his balance for a second, but Aidan kept him firmly in place.
He squeezed his hips and started penetrating him faster and faster.
Their bodies began moving back and forth, and Min-Jun was clinging to the cabinet with both hands.
Aidan was hitting his prostate and Min-Jun moaned as his orgasm built.
He arched his back one last time as he shot his load into his underwear.
Aidan groaned behind him and Min-Jun soon felt his cock twitching in his hole, a sure sign he came as well. He waited a moment longer as he finished and pulled away.
Min-Jun remained clinging to the furniture; he needed to calm his breathing and heard as Aidan picked up his towel and wiped himself. He then helped Min-Jun clean himself and left him finish his task.