While Henry is busy having fun with his device, I was left to my own whims. One thing that comes to mind, is to take time to explore my body.
I left the room and went inside a spacious bathroom. It did not surprise me that the room was plain like the rest. The thing that I aim right now is a whole body mirror. And conveniently, there's one right beside the sink.
In front the mirror lies my whole body. A new one made of flesh and blood. I closed my eyes and let the feeling course through me. Every breath was dealt with the warmth the follows. Every beat of the heart follows the rush of blood. In the mirror, my cheeks are rosy from the cold. I look pleasant this way.
Next, I let go of the fabric covering me. First the dark sweater then the shirt below. Underneath those thick clothes is my thin body. An expected figure for someone younger than fifteen. Although, I could say that this kid has the potential to be bigger. I pat my stomach and feel the dense muscles within.
In the next list of revelations were my legs. I pulled off the pants which left me with only a white brief. Looking back at the mirror, I could not help but admire how innocent I look. The pale skin, golden brown eyes and matte of brown certainly helped fashion the look. I twirled and saw my back. Then I smiled and made various faces, each one a whole different than before.
A quick squeak and the door opened. I looked and there was Henry,
"Uhh... Do you remember anything about the computer pass-!"
Henry flinched and closed his eyes with his hands.
"Oh my God you're naked."
"What's wrong with being naked?" I asked.
"It's just that I haven't seen anyone naked before. Well, except me." Henry replied. "Can you dress now?"
"I don't think so kid. This body is deluxe! I don't mind prodding me yourself."
"I suppose I can do it. Are you sure DaveX isn't awake?"
I focused on my mind. An entity which calls this body home is as good as comatosed. He ain't waking up nor remember anything I'd done with his body.
"He's sleeping kid."
Once reassured, Henry moved closer and examined my face. He grabbed hold of my cheeks and stretched them.
"What ar ya do- ing kid?" I said.
"His face is so smooth." He released his hold and inspected my hair next.
"I know right?" I combed my short hair and pointed it upwards. It's hard and pointy but the looks make me more handsome. Henry touched them but his finger retreated when he felt how prickly they are.
"Can I touch your nipples?"
That was weird question but sure. I nodded and he proceeded to prod them with his fingers. His fingers went near and when it made contact with my skin, a sudden feeling jolted me awake. It's like electricity licked me in the back. I jumped from my spot and fell in Henry's arms.
"You're poking me?"
I swear I do not. My hands aren't even touching him and so does my feet. I made a questionable look to prod a clarification from him.
"I said you're poking me. Right there." He pointed below me. To the part between my legs. My penis made a tent inside my briefs that is poking the very same spot in Henry's. I was too overwhelmed with the return of so many senses that I forgot the most important of them all. I was horny.
"Oh sorry. This kid must be sensitive."
"Sensitive? Like shy or something?"
Oh right. Henry is too busy with the occult that he doesn't even know what sex is. Being alone most of his life doesn't help either. From here on out, I can make a choice. I can teach him and probably break his mind from the excitement of sex. Or let him remain innocent.