They still had their underpants on but the shock of just being in the same bed with another boy without their pajama pants on was more than enough.They still had their underpants on but the shock of just being in the same bed with another boy without their pajama pants on was more than enough. Rafael breathed heavily. His body quivered and suddenly, strangely, he felt very hot. Grant's fingers brushed against Rafael's warm thigh and he returned the caress instantly. The other boy's fingers lingered, stroking up and down his thigh, coming ever nearer to the special place between his slender legs. The fingers moved to the bottom of his belly getting nearer and nearer to his 'pee-pee'. That seemed to the be the source of it all, of all the heat that flooded Rafael's body. It was the source of the mystery that the young boy sensed all around him. It was also the thing that interested him most about Grant or any of the other boys in the home. That special place grew even hotter every time Grant's fingers came closer. It seemed to ache but it was an ache that didn't hurt. The ache came back time and time again after what he'd done with the man in the bedroom. Rafael caressed the other boy's body, unable to resist the challenge of bringing his gently circling fingers every closer to the other boy's warmth and the little rounded lump in his underpants. He gasped suddenly as Grant's fingers brushed lightly against his own tiny bulge. With all his might, Rafael willed the hand to stay there and not pull away. It was only a momentary touch and the feelings and desire that surged up inside Rafael, the hope that Grant would continue to touch him there, was instantly dashed. |