Chapter Three

Marcus

He lets go of me and stands up. I feel bereft and put my arms across my chest, trying to hold the loneliness at bay. "I will be back in a minute, ok; try not to miss me too much," he says with a smile as he bends to peck my forehead, and that warm fuzzy feeling is back again. He is back in what feels like seconds, and he leads me up the stairs. My heart beats faster in anticipation and a little excitement. I wasn't sure what he meant by taking care of me, but I was eager to find out. He leads me to what turns out to be a bathroom. There is a bathtub that is almost filled with hot water. He turns the tap off and pours what I assume are bath salts into the tub, and suddenly it's full of fruity fragrance and soapy bubbles. "May I"? I am confused for a moment, but when he touches my jacket zipper, I blush because I can't remember the last time anyone undressed me. "Please let me take care of you, ok?" I nodded and bit my lip to keep from whimpering at the care he was showing me. He unzips my jacket and then unbuttons my shirt slowly, giving me a chance to back out if it becomes too much. He hesitates slightly when he gets to my trouser. I give him a slight nod and see his relief and joy as he unzips my trousers and pulls them to my feet. He helps me take off my shoes, socks, and trousers. I feel so vulnerable standing there in my boxer shorts while he is fully clothed, but I do nothing to hide my skinny frame because this is a dream come true for me. He stands up and removes his clothes, and I am mesmerized. His body looks heavenly up close. He wasn't buff like a bodybuilder; he is more slender but compactly built; he has muscles in all the right places, unlike me; his slender frame looks healthy and well-toned. He removes his underwear in one swoop, and my eyes almost bug out because his uncut cock looked huge even though it was flaccid. My mouth waters and I am sure desire is written all over my face. He guides me into the tub, and I sink into the wonderful heat. I almost moan in ecstasy. He gets in behind me, and I can feel his cock bump my back. This was going to be a long torturous bath. "Close your eyes and just enjoy the feeling, ok" I do as he asks. I feel him reach for something, and soon, he is washing my back with a washcloth. He is so gentle I feel almost lulled to sleep but not quite, as his naked presence has all my senses on alert. He moves his ministration to my front, and I moan sinfully when he rubs my chest. My eyes fly open when I realize the sound came from me. He chuckles when he notices how mortified I am. "Hey, I want you to enjoy yourself, so no holding back. Besides, I am enjoying the sounds you are making" I blush even harder, but I can't help but smile at his words. He reaches for the shampoo, and soon he is massaging my head, and I can't keep from moaning with pleasure even if I tried. He rinses me with the showerhead and helps me to stand as he rinses me with the showerhead. He hovers with the washcloth at the globe of my ass, and I resolutely refuse to look at him. He takes that as an invitation to give my ass, including my hole, a thorough cleaning. I almost die from pleasure and embarrassment in equal measure. When he is done washing me, he wraps me in a towel and rubs me down. I have never felt so taken care of in my life or so connected to another person.

  He guides me to what I presume is his room and sits me on the bed as he towels himself dry. I suddenly feel this overwhelming urge to kiss him and almost involuntarily move towards him. He stops toweling himself and looks at me expectantly. I touch his face tentatively and then brush my lips against his lips softly. I look up to see his reaction; he looks a bit surprised but not bad, surprised. I have never kissed another person before and am unsure how to proceed. He senses my hesitation because he bends over and kisses me softly. He gives me small pecks all over my face and the neck before tentatively probing my mouth. I open for him, and he plunges his tongue inside my mouth. I hum in pleasure as his tongue fucks my mouth; when he lets us up for air am dazed. "Wow, that was better than I ever imagined…thank you," I say shyly "no need to thank me; you are as sweet as you are pretty," he says. Before I could protest the pretty comment, he kisses me again, and this time he kisses me like he wants to own me, like he is trying to possess my soul. It's too much. I feel it up to my toes, and my dick is so hard I am one touch away from spilling. I feel like I want to pass out from the sensory overload, and as if sensing my distress, he lets go. He catches me as my knees buckle "whoa! Are you ok there, buddy?" I bury my face in his chest and mumble, "what was that?" he asks as he lifts my chin. "I said, I didn't know kisses could do that” "honestly, they don't all feel like that this feels  ... I don't know… Special... has it been a while since you were last kissed?" he asks, I reply with my face buried again in his chest. He laughs and lifts my face again. "You know in as much as you feel good touching my skin, I can't hear what you are saying, baby.”I have never been kissed before," I whisper as my face flames up in embarrassment. I have never blushed so much in my life and I had a feeling  it wasn't about to stop. He goes very still for a second, and I prepare to be rejected for my naivety. 'Never?" he asks in awe. I nod and hide my face again "baby, there is nothing for you to be ashamed about, ok. I feel honored to be your first. I know you mentioned you are a virgin, but I didn't think you haven't been kissed as well… are you sure you want to share all your firsts with me?" I look up and see so much care and tenderness in his gaze that I feel tears prick. But I am done crying for today.

  I take a deep breath to steady myself and touch his face in awe that I am allowed that privilege. "I always imagined my first time would be with someone like you. You know, bigger, handsome, and someone who obviously knows what they are doing so they can, you know, make it good for me" I blush again for the millionth time. "I want you. I want you to have all my firsts, so please let me have this even if it's just one night, please "my voice sounds throaty and pleading, but I don't care; I wanted this man with all my fiber.' oh baby you have me. As long as you want," he says, and then he kisses me, and I lose all my sense and become just one giant needy nerve.