Drawing a bath for Sam

Alex held his breath as best he could, which he found to be quite difficult. He needed release. He needed to escape. He needed to get away from his friend who was hard as a rock because of how he was dressed.

"Um...do you have a phone we can use? Our car broke down," Sam said with a shiver.

Alex felt himself move and closed his eyes, terrified of what these clothes might make him do. He sighed with relief when he realized he was walking away from Sam and his hard cock. Alex tried to clear his thoughts from his frustration as he stepped into the connecting bathroom, the sound of his heels clacking on the tiled floor echoing around him.

Alex watched himself bend over at the waist and cover the drain to the bathtub before twisted the nob for hot water. As water ran, Alex's gloved hand grabbed bottles of different oils and liquids and added them to the water. He watched the bubbles form as he heard Sam behind him.

"You don't talk much," Sam said.

Alex turned his head to see Sam eyeing his legs but his body didn't straighten. He stayed bent over, almost presenting himself to Sam. Sam appeared to be gathering his confidence now that it looked like the maid wasn't mad or afraid. To him, she seemed all too happy he was here. Alex watched, still frozen, as Sam walked over to him. With a slow, nervous gesture, Sam placed a hand on Alex's hip. Alex took in a sharp breath but still didn't move, which Sam took for consent.

"No. No. No, no, no!" Alex thought as Sam explored his waist with his hands.

Sam slowly ran his fingers along the fabric of the uniform before lifting the skirt. He kept glancing back to the maid, who he thought was very much enjoying this. He touched her smooth thighs and played with the strap of her garters before placing his hand on her perfect ass. He rubbed it up and back, getting more daring with each stroke.

Alex's mind was on fire as his friend toyed with his body. He tried to think of anything else but the way he felt. He pushed it out of his mind as best as he could. He wanted Sam to stop and to walk away. He was straight. He didn't want a dude touching him like this...and making him feel this good. He didn't want this but that didn't matter.

What he needed was to cum.

Sexy moans escaped his painted mouth as Sam's fingers unknowingly found Alex's hidden penis. Somewhere in his mind Alex was afraid of what Sam would do but the haunted clothes made sure that Alex secret was safe and Sam would only feel a feminine mound. Alex let go and closed his eyes, losing himself to the bliss of his friend getting him off.