Chapter 13
A Private Invitation
Part 2
When I stood in front of Greg, I noticed he was less embarrassed about being seen with a very hard penis. I said. "Are you ready to take a bath so we can really have some more fun?" He smiled and pulled me closer so we could touch each other. He placed his arms around me, and I did the same. He kissed me just to let me know and thank me for helping him. He released me and I said. "Let me attend to your back, then we will get in."
I did not bother turning him around. I wanted him to face his parents as he took a quick peek seeing his Mom kneeling and working her husband's penis. Giving Greg and me a quick wink, I smiled back, picking the flavor known as orange bliss. And started with the back of Greg's neck and shoulders as I massaged them as he moaned softly at how good that felt I whispered. "Wait until when I give you a full body massage."
I leaned in and did all of his back and butt cheeks and stood closer and reached around him so I could stroke him from behind. Like me, he did not jerk until my penis touched his butt. I whispered. "Trust me, Greg, I am not gay, and neither are you. I will never stick it inside of you." He breathed in a sigh of relief and started to enjoy me stroking him this way as I rubbed in the ointment on his penis and sack in front of his parents.
I went down and did his legs and spread them apart so I could put some between them not a lot because it was just going to be washed off. I only did it so he could feel me touch him. I did so to his legs and feet, having him raise his feet so I could work some into his toes. He giggled when I found his tickle spots.
I came back up again and stroked him. This time, he moaned even louder. I heard a strange, wonderful sound as a button went past me. I looked over at Greg's Mom and saw her blouse ripped open; Greg's dad's face was between her exposed breasts. As he dropped her pants around her ankles, noticing she was not wearing any panties.
I stopped stroking Greg as he was starting to stiffen more. I knew he was more than ready for me. I came around and said. "Let's get in so we can do each other orally. So, we can be ready to do it again in a few minutes." He did not hesitate as he picked me up and kissed me as we practically fell into the tub. His Dad turned around hearing the splashes.
His Mom said. "Finally, if they took any longer, I was going put them both on the floor and have my way with both of them."
His Dad said. "They both taste divine, but will be even better without Greg's hair getting into my mouth." He made sure Greg heard him.
I only pulled Greg to the edge of the tub, even though I did not like all that hair around his crotch. I ignored it, as I did with Mr. Kenly the other night. Propped up Greg against the tub and had him sit on the edge, spreading his legs so I could come up between them, dangling his long legs and enormous feet into the water.
I leaned in and kissed until his back was on the rubber floor mat. I released him, telling him. "This one's all mine, and we will share it with a kiss, but the next one I will share it with your Mom and Dad," I asked if he still had a problem with that. He said no and took me by the mouth, laying me flat against him as he placed his arms around my butt, letting our hard penises touch each other.
He released me, letting me slide down him slowly as I found each of his nipples. He moaned softly. I slid down further, letting our slick bodies rub against each other, and lowered myself down into the water between his legs. I did not linger; I needed that sweet nectar that I had been priming for so long. I was not gentle as I took him hard and fast as he gasped and shuddered. I only looked up just to see his blissful state. I had him climax fully. He was more than juicy, as I watched his Mom and Dad slide into the hot tub, and she did likewise to her husband. The surprise wore off quickly as Greg rolled his head back to look at the ceiling.
I watched him as his eyes closed and moaned as I did him. He breathed a sigh of relief as he fully climaxed after so long being stimulated. I took my time taking all of it and spread his legs so I could have every last drop. He jerked a little and tightened up, but he relaxed as I spread his legs a little wider and licked him between them. He moaned even louder and shuddered several times as I took my time and went back to his softening penis, getting the last of it.
I knew he was only used to masturbating alone in his room and was ready for me to lay next to him naked as we did it together. I also knew that he would, like me would not want to do it alone anymore, and he would try, but it would no longer be appealing. I took it all and slid up to him and kissed him so he could taste him and me together. I waited for the shock factor to go away as it did me.
When he realized it was not as bad, as he thought it would be, deepened our kiss and cleaned the rest out of my mouth. He released me, licking his lips. I asked him how it was. He said. "Awesome. I did not think it would be that good and wondered for a long time why my parents liked it so much." I kissed him again lightly and told him I was all his, this round. And we both slipped back into the water. While Greg's Dad was attending to Greg's Mom's breasts now that she got a taste of him.
I propped myself back up and leaned back letting Greg come up between me. Now that we were both slicked with water and skin softener, I had added to the bubble bath. I watched and heard Greg's Mom climax as he watched him stimulate her sweet spot. Greg tried to turn his head, but her screams and breasts perking up like that distracted him.
His Dad grinned seeing his son's reaction and told him. "He better get used to it because he's now going to do it a lot more in front of him," and said. "Your dinner is getting impatient son," and went back to what he was doing." I pulled Greg's face so he would focus on me, as he slid to his face. I kissed him and told him to take his time. He smiled, knowing how good I already tasted compared to his Dad with all the hair on his chest, crotch, and legs.
Greg took his time as he played and lingered on my chest, making sure he got every last spot, licking me clean of the flavor he put on me. He slid further down until he reached my penis and crotch. He lunged, being less gentle as I moaned and shuddered. I ran my fingers through his hair as he took his time. Like him, I was more than ready when he felt me stiffen as I fully climaxed as he did me orally.
He groaned how good I tasted as he spread my legs to get every last drop; I did not jerk as he did. Considering I was far more used to it now than I used to be and now I could enjoy it. I felt him climb back up to me, letting our bodies touch as one. Knowing he too now felt comfortable about touching us in this way. He kissed me so I could taste me and him together, letting me clean him out with my tongue.
We kissed a bit longer than his parents waited for our next game to play. After all, I had promised the bath of a lifetime and needed to make good on that promise. I asked as I released him. "Ready to play again?" He kissed me again, stating he was more than ready, and slid back into the tub. I did, likewise, having him take a seat inside the tub, as I reached over and opened my grooming kit. Mom always made sure we had plenty of everything. I grabbed two bars of soap and two sponges, as well as the shaving lotion. Setting the soft bristle brush and the nail kit at the side of my readiness when I needed them.
I slid over to his Mom and handed them to her and instructed her to shave all his hair off him, except for his crotch, telling her to save that for last. She nodded and giggled with excitement, telling him she had been waiting a long time to do this. He said. "Please be gentle. It's my first time."
She said. "Not a chance in hell that was ever going to happen."
He said. "Son, what have I let you get myself into?"
I laughed. "Sensual and stimulating bathing, if I remember, right?" I asked Greg. "Are you ready?"
I watched him swallow hard and said. "No, but it better be worth it."
His mother said. "Son, shut up or I will tan your cute little butt and do it myself. It's just hair growing where it doesn't belong."
I moved into position and said. "I am going to do your legs and feet first," he only nodded and sighed, knowing he had lost the battle. Like I did with Mom's legs I picked his right one up first and put it over my right shoulder. Watching Greg's Mom do the same, I took the soap, and the sponged and got them both wet and soaped his leg down.
He moaned and laughed because it tickled. His Dad did the same. I licked my lips wanting to take my tongue down Greg's leg, so I wasted no time in putting on the shaving lotion and started shaving his right leg and cleaning the razor in the tub several times, one of the reasons I have chosen to do so. The other was so I could get Greg comfortable in touching me, more than just kissing me.
When I got as high as I could go doing his leg this way without drowning, he raised his leg higher. I dropped it back into the water and did the other one as well. I reached over and kissed him and reached down to his penis, stroking it a little, noticing he was almost semi-hard again. I saw the surprise in his eyes and smiled. I said. "It works fast, doesn't it?" Letting him stroke me as well. I leaned over, grabbing one of the soft bristles, brushes, and the soap and my sponge. His Mom too had just finished as she was waiting on my cues.
I picked up Greg's right foot again and took the soap as well as the sponge and massaged his foot, taking my time between his toes. Then, taking the soft bristle brush and scrubbing the bottom of the sole of his foot, he laughed as it tickled. I quickly rinsed it off and gave a silly smile to him and his parents and licked the sole of his foot, then stuck each of his toes into my mouth and sucked on them, and played with them with my tongue.
He moaned as I watched his eyes close. When I was done with that one, I did the other one the same way, getting the same responses. I noticed Greg's Mom doing the same thing to his Dad, and he was enjoying it just as much. She whispered over to me, telling me she never thought of doing that after her kids got older or to her husband. I told her. "The night is still young. I got lots of new things she can try."
She giggled and went back to work doing it again as I clipped Greg's toenails and buffed them smoothly, then repeated with several foot and mouth jobs. When I had done both his feet, I moved up and to Greg and reached for his mouth and kissed him lightly, and whispered that I was now going to do his chest. He wiggled eagerly and started to climb out. I stopped him and lowered him back down and climbed onto his lap. I kissed him, asking him to stimulate us together placing his right hand on our penises.
When he started to go too fast, I stopped him and said. "Easy Romeo, you will tire yourself out." He did not understand, considering he has only had done it that way most of his life. I too used to do it that way. It was Dad and Dillon who showed me that we get the same result by doing it slowly and steadily, and way more enjoyable. I removed his hand and showed him what I meant. He quickly noted the difference. I told him it to do it all to the brink before we climaxed, he asked if, I was sure. I kissed him lightly and replaced his hand. Having me set the tempo.
I took the shaving lotion and the razor and began to shave his chest. I had him trade hands, while I did the one that was not moving as much. It was easier to do it this way than the quick, steady movements. I wanted him to learn to do it this way, so when we did it next time on the bed or anywhere else. He would be comfortable about doing it this way. My next challenge would be having him do it in front of his parents. So, he would know that there would be no reason to put a sock on the door or hide the fact he was masturbating. Which was one of the reasons I wanted to start out in the tub, where it was still mostly hidden, but still mostly in plain sight. Knowing when we are with a girl or more that he won't be shy or afraid to let them do it for us or him.
I told him I was close, having him stop. I knew he wanted to keep going but needed to learn control to make the feeling last longer. The pills can only do so much. The most important part always remains in control. I told him I wanted him to shave my legs and bathe my feet as I did him as well as my chest. He asked why when I did not have any hair. I said. "Trust me, it's all about trusting the person. You are with."
I knew he did not understand yet, but he will when I shave his crotch the most sensitive area on the body if we do not have trust. You will worry that they will harm you. I would never in a million years let my father or my two sisters ever do it because of how they feel about me … and safe to say there is no such thing as trust.
The decision felt monumental; letting my mother proceed felt like placing my life in her hands, a trust heavy with a silent prayer that she wouldn't hurt me. I got off him and took his place, handing him everything he needed. He was a quick learner as he lifted my right foot and placed it on his shoulder.
His Mom gave him a reassuring smile. Taking a seat next to me as she waited for my next instructions. She knew why I was letting Greg do it because I wanted him to learn how to groom his brothers and his Dad. Knowing it would bring them even closer. I placed her hand on my penis so she could stroke me to keep me stimulated for Greg. She knew the method as she did it to her husband in this manner when I was close again; I told her I was, and I was waiting for Greg to finish it.
She took my hand and had me rub her sweet spot under the foaming bubbles. I soon had company as Greg was taking his sweet time as he practiced with the razor. I placed his Dad's hand on my penis, and he did the same with my other hand, letting us stroke each other, while I played with his wife's sweet spot with the other. I asked him. "If he would mind when Greg and I had finished. If I could groom his crotch to make him more comfortable about me doing it." Unlike Greg being his first time, he trusted me completely.
I moaned as Greg worked on my feet and laughed when he found my tickle spots. He hesitated when he was considering licking the soles of my feet or sticking my toes in his mouth. His Mom rolled her eyes and made her way over to him, picking the one foot that was not in his hand. Telling him she used you to do it to him all the time when he was small and still does to his Dad.
She did not hesitate to lick the sole of my foot several times like an ice cream cone and stuck each of my very clean toes in her mouth as if they were candy. He finally got the courage and made a cringing face. And did it quickly, making me laugh when he realized it was not anything different from licking my chest or kissing me. He took his time making me moan.
His Dad wanted in on the action as he lifted a foot in the air and wiggled his toes. His Mom giggled and took the opportunity and hand one of his feet to Greg while she did the other one. This time he did not hesitate now, knowing it too was just as safe to do as anything else we had done so far.
When they finished, his Mom put his arms around him and kissed him. It surprised him at first, but when he got over the shock and remembered me doing this to my mother. He deepened the kiss. He stopped when he realized that his mother's bare breasts were touching him. It was one thing to see them out and be proud; it was another too actually to touch them.
His Dad came to his rescue and said. "Son, you were sucking on your mother's breasts for nearly two years when you were born. You have as much right to them as I do. Now, grow a pair." He cupped one of them and showed him what to do. Greg hesitated, having his Mom bring it to his mouth, cupping it. He did it slowly unsure of himself, but when he realized she wanted him to do it, and found he liked it. He made passionate love to them, his Dad smiled at him said. "That's my boy. Now go over there so Eric can finish grooming you."
He kissed him and it shocked him at first, even after he had been kissing me since dinner. He had never really kissed his Dad or his Mom in this way. He soon got over the fear like I did when I discovered I really enjoyed kissing my newly adopted parents this way and the rest of my family. A simple kiss on the cheek or the lips just isn't enough anymore. I felt more love than I had ever felt before and knew without a doubt they truly did love me and showed me every day as they kissed me like this and as we stimulated each other.
Those voices in my head were now gone. I hadn't realized if I had been given the answers if this was ok to do it. It helped to talk to Bishop Earl, having cemented it firmly in my head as he was willing to share this experience with him and his wife, and now his oldest son. Leaving the outside world where it belongs. I felt at peace with my decision.
Greg soon came back to me and climbed onto my lap as I handed him the razor and shaving lotion. It was my turn to stimulate us together. Having his parents make out kissing as his Dad made love with her breasts. I was hungry to do the same, but had to be satisfied for the moment and focused all my attention on Greg and our penises.
I told him to tell me when he was close so I would know when to stop. I knew he wanted me to finish him this way, but I still needed him to be hard enough to groom his crotch. It did not take as long for him to shave my chest because I did not have any hair yet to shave off, not that I had a lot in the first place. I hate to say that it changed when I was in my twenties, but I was not as embarrassed by it as my father was. And let my girlfriends and my family shave it off.