Chapter 11-2
Compromise
Part 3
I was glad we hadn't unpacked the car yet, as I opened the trunk and found my book bag with everything I needed. Including my own set of twenty-four flavors of ointment and soap and lotion. I only had four of the most popular flavors of lotion, passion fruit, strawberries, coconut, and blueberries. Only needed one, but I was not sure which one Greg would like the best. So, I placed all four in my bag, with my new grooming kit. I even had an extra toothbrush and mouthwash with toothpaste. I had stopped using deodorant and cologne because it couldn't be tasted safely and besides my new normal routine. I bathed almost three times a day because of my new extracurricular activities.
I found my vitamins and my meds and the bottle of horny pills, wondering if I should open the bottle and add them to my pills. And decided it was a bad idea and wanted Bishop Earl to trust me. I was not taking drugs. So, I put the entire bottle inside my bag and closed the trunk, placing Aaron's sleeping bag over my shoulders and a pillow under my arm. I doubted he would need it, but who knows? Heck, I even doubted he and I would even need a robe. I also took the recipe for Mom's energy shakes so his wife could make a copy. So if this became a habit, which was most likely to happen then not … still feeling their kisses on my lips.
Like all my safe houses, it was expected of me just to open the door as if it were my own home. I used to feel uncomfortable about it, but not after my father tried to kill me last time having him chase Aaron and me down the street to the Kenly's place. Even at home, where my three best friends live, we went out of each other's homes so often it felt normal. Like being naked, feeling my clothing starting to feel more and more uncomfortable wanting to strip right down in the street just to feel normal again, and most likely could have gotten away with it.
But this was not a nudist community even though it had the small-town feel. To think years ago I couldn't live without being fully clothed. Man, my life has changed, and according to my father not for the better. I could only imagine what he would say or do when he finds out about my new alternate lifestyle. I took a deep breath and opened the door hearing Bishop Earl tell me I certainly took long enough for a boy that won't be needing much. I made a mental note to buy a new book bag where all I would have to do was grab it and be on my way.
I grinned, knowing it would be lighter considering it would not need a change of clothes anymore. Now knowing what Mom and Dad have planned for me and the rest of my life. I put down the sleeping bag and Aaron's pillow and asked. "Where I would be sleeping?" Which was a dumb question, knowing we won't be sleeping much.
He said, "The second door on the right." I nodded and opened the door, finding Greg already naked on the bed.
Greg was roughly the same height as me at five feet six inches, but had room to grow as tall as Shane if the size of his feet were an indication. He was at least six feet or more when he made his next growth spurt. He had deep blue eyes that made me melt if I was a girl. And if it was me, I would never let him out of my sight. He was quite handsome with his straight brown hair. It needed a trim, but it looked good on him.
He had his father's straight nose, but not pointy, and ears that were just a little bit, but they supported his chin, giving it a nice box shape. With lips that said killer, but friendly. His long fingers and toes said he would make any girl beg for him once I taught him the art of love for guys, not gay by in any way, a clean-cut, honest kid not a class clown, but he was not boring.
He gave me a smile. I smiled back. I noticed he was already hard. I also noticed his tight hard stomach and chest, which said he works out like me. I also noticed he was not groomed, seeing hair on his chest and hairy legs.
I set down the bag and asked. "So, how did it feel to strip down without me?" He leaned back, wondering if I had lost my mind. I said. "Too bad you're naked already because I wanted to make it a night you would always remember. Instead of jumping into bed without having any fun first, but if you want a quickie, that's fine, but trust me when you play my games, the girls will line up at your door, taking a number. Your choice?"
I knew I had him. When he said. "Like what?"
I said. "You'll never know unless you put back on your clothes. I will tell you something else. Girls really dislike the hair on guys. They say they do and say you are very masculine, but in truth, they hate getting hair in their mouth and besides, it causes diseases, making you and the person you are with sick. So, I thought we start with a bath where I could bathe you where you feel like the world died and you went to heaven. Unless again you just want to masturbate and go swimming.
"My record of sensual stimulation when it comes to girls and guys is anywhere from four to five hours, and we fully climax at least three to four times. Trust me I can do three to four girls and one guy, and not miss a beat, and have them scream my name for hours, again your choice?" I sat my bag down and started to undress slowly by removing my shoes and socks, taking off my shirt slowly as he decided.
He said. "Wait, four to five hours and climax four to five times, heck it takes me at least two or three hours to do it again. That's like once an hour or every thirty minutes." I shrugged and started to undo my pants.
"He said. "Give me a minute, you win." I smiled and placed my shoes and socks by the door and my shirt on the bed and walked over to him, stopping him just for a minute before he put his shirt back on and his pants leaving him in his boxers.
I kissed him hard and fast and trailed my tongue down around his hair. He shivered, and I took his right nipple and circled it with my tongue, and bit softly once it was hard. He gasped as his erection poked me through his boxers. I grabbed it and stroked it a few times and kneeled down and took it in my mouth; He moaned even more. I stopped and got up and said, "That's a sample of what I am going to do and more when I take this all off," pinching his hair. On his chest"
I asked, "Would you like a free sample? What you are going to taste like when I groom you baby soft?" I waited and gave him a silly grin. He touched me like a fragile glass, having me say. "Listen, Greg, you can touch me, hold me, squeeze me, and kiss the hell out of me. I won't break and we're both not gay. We are just two friends that are soon going to be two best friends. They like to do the same things and will do much more than other guys could only dream of with each other, your family, and lots of girls.
"Now take me as you show me that wild side as you kissed me earlier." I heard the door open, and I turned to see his Dad. I said. "Give us a minute. We are just getting things sorted out." He nodded and closed the door behind him.
I kissed Greg to bring him back to me. In some ways, he reminded me of when it was my first time with Dillon. I placed my arms around him so I could feel his back and drew him closer. He still did not put his arms around me, so I took the bull by the horns and took his arms as we kissed, placed them around me only to have them drop to his side.
I stopped kissing him and said. "Greg, what more do you want? I giving you my permission and I want you to stop treating me like we're not friends, when I know we are, by the way you kissed me like we are." I kissed him more deeply and replaced my arms around him, and he did the same.
I brought us closer, and he did the same. I took my hands, massaging his back and shoulders, and he moaned and shivered against me. I released him said. "Much better. We just stepped up to be more than friends. Now repeat the things I do. I call it to follow the leader. I want you to feel comfortable about it before we walk out that door and become best friends. Can you do that? Or are you telling me no? And if so, well just go for a swim, and no hard feelings, but I promise you if you let yourself enjoy it. We will have more fun, and we will never regret it.
"Your Mom and Dad want us too. They have given us both permission to be more than just friends. I want you to know I will never hurt you and will not do anything you do not want me to do. I have one rule: no sticking your penis inside my butt, that's what gay people and rapists do. I will tell you the story about my best friend Dillon and it changed my life. So, I would not feel like this was a bad thing, but a good thing, or your parents would not let us do it.
"I trust your Dad. I would do anything for him and there is a reason why, but I will tell you once we agree to leave the world outside. God wanted us to share ourselves with each other. He wanted us to love each other, and that's all we're doing. Now kiss me like you mean it and do what I do. Or tell me no."
I kissed him and replaced my arms around him, drawing us close almost chest to chest with a small gap, but not more than a whisker of hair between us as it tickled my skin. He deepened our kiss as he wrapped his arms around me and drew me right to his chest, letting us feel our warm skin together. I kept massaging his back and deepened the kiss just a little more, letting us explore each other's mouths with our tongues. I released him, pulling my lips with me and biting softly. The door opened and closed as I gave the one-minute sign. I smiled inwardly, knowing he was worried we had crossed the line, but his Dad trusted me enough to give us the time we needed.
I slowly parted us just enough re-positioning arms to lose around our waist, thinking he was going to revert back, but he did not and trusted me. I took my lips and kissed his bare shoulders and nuzzled his neck for a minute as he shivered and moaned. I then took my tongue and trailed down across his collarbone and down to the sides where there was not that much hair, all the way down to his right nipple, and circled it with my tongue to a hardened state, and bit softly. Making him gasp a little bit and moan as he shivered.
I worked my way back across to his other nipple, and did the same, getting the same response, and worked my way back to the left side of his collarbone. The door opened and closed. As I felt Greg lift a one-minute finger as he placed his hands firmly on my lower back. While I worked back to the front of his neck to his chin and pulled us closer to resuming or armful hug, he did not hesitate, just pulled us tighter, letting our warm skin touch. I took his mouth and kissed him lightly and released and turned us around, so his back was facing the door, sliding or feet close together so they could touch, and said. "Your turn."
He kissed me and deepened the kiss and released me, taking my lips with him as he pulled them down and bit softly. He did the same to my neck and nuzzled it and making his way down to my collarbone we stepped apart just enough to give him room. Letting our arms fall softly to our lower backs.
He took his tongue down my sides and then circled back because he noticed I had no hair anywhere on my chest. And went directly to my right nipple and circled it with his tongue, bringing it to a hard state biting softly. The door opened as I looked over his shoulder and smiled seeing his Dad; I gave a two-minute sign, watching him smile and close the door behind him.
I heard voices behind the door as he was telling his wife. "They are just getting to know each other."
I heard her say, "still?" I smiled inwardly, knowing love can't be rushed. It takes as long as it takes. I shivered and moaned as I went directly to my left nipple and did the same as he bit the hardened surface, making me moan and shiver.
He came back up with his tongue, liking the no hair as he nuzzled the left side of my neck and moved to the front of my neck, and moved upward to my chin. I pulled us close again, feeling his bare feet touch mine and his arms raised to the middle back pulling us even closer. He took my mouth and kissed me lightly, and looked at me and smiled.
I said. "You like that, didn't you? It gets better from here on out." He held me and took his hand and undid my pants, letting them fall to my ankles. I was as hard as he was, I said "What are you waiting for Romeo? I know it's your first time doing someone orally. But you'll like it. Trust me, it feels and tastes just as good to me as will you."
I waited for him to hesitate, but instead, he stroked it like I did him and kneeled down on his knees and took it into his mouth slowly, bit by bit. Discovering he actually liked it, as he as he lingers for a minute longer before pulling it out. He stood up and drew me back in and kissed me lightly and released me. I said. "Let's put on our pants and walk out the door. So I can say goodbye to my mother since it looks like you want me to spend the night. Kiss me if I am right?"
He lunged for my mouth and hugged me so tight as if I had given him the best news he had ever heard. He released me so we could put back on our pants. He was about to do the same to his shirt as I picked him off the floor. I smiled and tossed it into the corner and said. "I do not think we need these anymore." He laughed and hugged me, lifting me off the floor, and I kissed him on the forehead. "Now I think we are now best friends. Let's go tell our parents."