Bath Time

"You know you do not have to do this," the young Asian man said.

"Of course, I don't," I replied while turning on the bathtub faucet.

"I am capable of cleaning myself," he said as if simply stating a fact, looking at me without any emotion as the cold water started to pool around his naked body.

"Oh, I know. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bought you. I don't like high-maintenance appliances," I smirked.

"Then why are-"

"Because I want to," I cut interrupted his question. "At least from time to time. There's something about cleaning your stuff by hand sometimes. Plus I get to enjoy touching every inch of your body."

"You do that every night," he said, again more like reporting than making a point.

"Heh, that I do. Still, I want this," I simply said, realizing too late that I was licking my lips.

"Understood," the young man just said.

"OK, just to be safe, execute shutdown process, now," I ordered.

"Acknowledge," he responded. After a few seconds and a few beeps, his head gently slumped to the side, eyes half open and glazed over.

I sighed as I observed the powered-down robot before me, its toned body smooth and perfect just like I indicated in the manufacturing order. No longer able to contain the erection underneath my pants, I stripped naked and stepped into the partially filled tub.

"Ah fuck it!" I said as I raised the android's legs and gave into my urges, plunging my cock into its hole and fucking its shutdown body until I came inside and all over it. I'm going to clean him up anyway, presuming I don't get distracted again.