Forty - Hormonal little walking sex machines.

Aria's POV

I look up at the house with wide eyes. "What is this?" I ask. It's not exactly what I was expecting when Vincent said he found a base. The building is right on the beach and the view is beautiful but there is nothing on or in the house except cement. The inside of the house is not painted or furnished and it looks really strange. It's just a brown blob of bricks and cement. The outside is painted a creamy white colour.

I walk in through the huge rectangle where doors are supposed to be. Yes, there is not even any doors.

My eyes widen when they are suddenly blessed. The force is already here and they are all shirtless.

Yaas.

They are all painting the inside of the house with paint rollers and brushes. I dip my finger in one of the pots of paint and wipe it on M's six pack. "Noiice." I comment and he chuckles then wipes some of it off his stomach and paints a line down my nose with his finger.

"Want to lick this off my nose too?" I ask and chuckle.

"Whaaaaat?" Mickey says, turning away from the wall he is painting to look at M and me.

"Nothing." We answer in sync and then chuckle.

"Why are you guys all shirtless?" I ask. I'm not complaining, it's just strange.

Daniel and Vincent pull of their shirts too, "You wanna join us?" Daniel asks and wiggles his eyebrows and I roll my eyes. Daniel has changed quite a lot since when I first met him. I guess we have all changed, hopefully for the better.

I have already changed into different clothes that Vincent has in his car. I forced Daniel to look away but I think he might have seen my reflection in tell window. I am now wearing plain black shorts and a soft blue top that has a cute flower design on it. I am never putting on stripper clothes again... I hope.

Boys will be boys. Actually, boy will be hormonal little walking sex machines.

"Hey guys, look. Now I am like all of you people." Mickey states and we all turn to look at him. He has wiped white paint on his chest and face.

"Mickey, you still don't look white. You just look crusty." Jay comments and goes back to painting.

"Hey, that's racist." Mickey says.

"You're the one that painted yourself white to look like us." Jay says, rolling his eyes.

"Well at least I don't have a penis pump." Mickey says and pulls a funny face at Jay.

Jay turns around and throws the paint brush at Mickey's head but Mickey ducks out the way and starts twerking, "I do taekwondo, hoe. You can't hit me." he sings.

"I don't have a penis pump you ass face." Jay says, "Now pass the brush."

Mickey chuckles, "You mean the brush you just threw at me?" Mickey asks and he blows a kiss to Jay, "Suck my Dicken, Jaxon." he makes more creepy faces at Jay.  Jay just sighs and goes to get his paintbrush. Suck my Dicken...?

I chuckle and look at the rest of the guys who are all watching with amused faces. I pick up a paintbrush and start painting.

I shriek and spin around when I feel something cold being rubbed against the back of my neck. I see Cody grinning at me and holding a paintbrush that is covered in paint.

"I am going to kill you." I scream and chace after Cody. As I run after him I grab a bucket of white paint and throw it at him. He stops and turns around, looking at me like he is going to kill me. Wow, he actually looks really attractive covered in paint. Is that weird?

I chuckle and skip up to Cody then push his body gently onto one of the unpainted walls. "What are you doing?" he asks, looking down at me in confusion as I rub his body against the wall.

"I'm using you as a paintbrush." I say and grin and he just smirks and pulls me into a hug. I cringe, "Eww, it's so cold and wet." I state, referring to the paint, as Cody pulls me closer.

"Aww, angel, am I making you wet?" he whispers and I stick my tongue out at him and push away. He lets me go and chuckles, walking to a different wall and painting.

"Umm... Aria?" I hear someone whisper.

I turn around to see Sven looking down at me. Jesus he is tall. I actually really thought he was a bodyguard because of how tall he is. He is not extremely muscular like most bodyguards but his hight makes him seem intimidating... Until you hear his name.

"I need you to climb on my shoulders and paint the roof." he states and smiles.

The rest of the guys turn to watch as I attempt to climb up Sven. I grab his face and my foot presses against his family jewels as I wrap my body around him from behind, trying to climb him like a rope. He groans, "Juseh, shmen hu hu uh." he tries to speak and I realize my hand is over his mouth.

This is not working.

I jump off him and he kneels down to make it easier for me to get on him. I lift my legs over his shoulders one at a time and he slowly lifts me up, I hold on to the top of his head to keep balanced and I lean forward to take the paint roller from Daniel.

I roll some of the paint down Sven's body and then chuckle and lift it up to paint the roof.

They all have such good bodies but I have never seem them do exercise. Maybe they tone their bodies with knives or some weird shit.

Sven smells the air and let's out a sigh, "You smell so good." he tells me and I grin.

I probably shouldn't tell him I farted.

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Yaay, I have a three hour session of AP English... Fun... *sighs and walks out*

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