"You need to take a bath. You stink." Henry said. He leaned in and smelled my pits. He yelped at how pungent my man musk is. Heh. Karma for the little shift for smelling me.
"Don't you mean we?" Laying at the cemetery rounds, walking under the sun and masturbating is bound to make him smell bad as well. I did the same and smell his pits. It's not as stinky as mine but he sure does smell like sweat. "Let's take a bath together. You scrub my back and I scrub your. Do you have your clothes on your bag?"
"Are you still going to ask the contents of my bag? Of course I do. I also have shampoo and liquid soap. And don't forget towels."
He picked out his bath stuff and afterwards, I lead him to the bathroom. It's quite spacious so both of us head right in.
"Ow!" Henry exclaimed. "The water's too hot?"
"Really? It feels cold to me."
"Well you have a thicker skin than mine."
"Welp, you're right." I rotated the knob over to the left which made the water colder but right enough for Henry.
From Henry's stuff, I scooped a handful of soap and rubbed it across my body. One thing for sure, this James guy took meticulous care of his body. There's no sign of blemishes nor scars. The tan tone of his body is equal all over his body. Unlike Henry hear who has contrasting tan lines.
"You leave house a lot do you?"
"Yeah. It's only me and my nan inside. She's old and wrinkly and not a fan of computer games. She says it's the work of the devil and whatnot."
"Aren't they?" That's what I heard from old ladies on the cemetery.
"I forgot that you're old too." Henry turned his back on my and gave me a loofah. "Can you scrub my back for me? I haven't washed back there for ages."
"Sure." I grabbed the loofah and squeezed the bottle of soap. I scrubbed it and a foam of bubbles frothed within. I scrubbed Henry's back with care, as to not scratch his perfect skin.
And so I scrubbed every of his back. Twice even. But an innate feeling within me want to do more. I grabbed his twig like arms and raised them. From there, I scrubbed him like a marble piece.
"Hey. I said only my back. I already scrubbed there."
"I want to do it again. This time, I'm going to do it."
Henry thought for a second before finally nodding his head in agreement.
I scrubbed his both is arms and pits, his neck down to his torso, even down to his legs. As for his face, I wiped his cheeks with my fingers. But for his private parts, I scrubbed them with a loofah.
"You don't scrub here don't you?"
"Well, " Henry was apprehensive. "Yes. Why do you need clean my peepe- I mean dick when I only use it for peeing?"
"Your dick is not only for peeing. You use to masturbate and to mate with other people."
"Masturbate? Mate?"
"What we did before is called masturbating. Sticking your dick in someone's hole is called mating."
"Can we do mating next?"
"Nah. You're still a kid. You only mate when you're older. Understand?"
Henry nodded his head.
We rinsed ourselves of soap and then dried ourselves on the way out. Henry wore the clothes from his bag which is a simple cartoon shirt and casual shorts. As for me, I searched James' wardrobe and wore a white tank top and brown khaki pants.
In the living room, Henry couldn't help himself to get chips from the kitchen.
"It's still 2. It'll be hours before Nan gets back from her bingo. Do want to do something?"