That thought scared me.That thought scared me. Not that he knew now that he could do so easily whenever he wanted but that a boy who was barely ten-years-old had produced in me the most incredible excitement that I had ever known. The silence between us filled the room, each frightened by what we now knew both about ourselves and the other. I wanted so much to take Rafael into my arms, to feel his perfectly shaped lips on mine, to fit my body to the beautiful contour of his slender young body, to satisfy the lust that confronted us. And yet as I looked down at the beautiful boy I knew that neither of us were ready for that first kiss and loving embrace. It would happen in it's own good time. Then it would be the most natural thing in the world for both of us and not as I now saw it, as a pervert seducing a little boy. Though who was doing the seducing was somewhat questionable. Lovingly my fingers brushed the boy's shoulder and I stroked his soft flesh tenderly. "In time sweet prince, in time." The boy looked up and gave me a shy sweet smile. It was almost innocent. "Promise?" he whispered anxiously. "I promise, Raf. In time, when you're better, when we know each other." The desire to hold the boy tightly and kiss him was overwhelming. He was all I had ever wanted and more. The boy smiled and nodded. I continued to wash the boy but I moved to his head and began to shampoo his hair. When his hair was wet it became so dark that it was nearly black. It clung tightly to his head and he looked like a little wet puppy dog as I began to soap him thoroughly. His head was a mass of white foam as I massaged his scalp. There was no doubt that the boy enjoyed the attention. He lay back in the bath with a cheeky grin that was somewhere between unbridled lust and total contentment. Finally I rinsed him off and helped him stand up and get out of the bath. He stood before me shamelessly naked, well aware of the effect that his young body would have on me as I dried him off. |