Thank you.’ He said, as he got up, and wiped the tears from his eyes. ‘Don’t mention it.’ I said. ‘It was no trouble really, and I don’t t...hink they’ll mess with you again.’ ‘Hey, man, I owe you. How about coming over to my house for a snack, and a drink? We could even play games on my computer. Come on, it’ll be fun. What do you say?’ ‘Sure.’ I said. ‘I’ve been just walking around town bored anyway.’ As we walked out of the alleyway, and towards his house, he asked, ‘How come you did that? Why. You close your eyes and tilt your head back and the water runs through your hair. I kiss the base of your neck and then turn away. When you open your eyes, you see me standing there in front of you with shampoo in my hands. A puzzled look crosses your face until I begin to lather the shampoo in your hair. A smile begins to creep across your features as your arms try to wrap around my waist. I look at you and simply say, ‘Rule #2.’ Your arms fall back to your sides as I continue to wash your. .So we finish smoking the joint and he starts trying to get me to join in. I was WAY too freaked out for that even tho he was obviously not shy about doing it. So he keeps jacking and talks me into touching his. Not sure why but I did that and it was hot...No, I mean it was cool out that night and I remember his cock was really hot in my hand. I'm about 8" and it felt really big and fat in my hand too. I started pulling on it for him... That he liked so he undid his top button and pulled out. ” I say. We say the traditional goodbye and hang up. Grant is what you would call a genuinely good guy. He is polite, reliable, trustworthy, and reasonable. He knows how to make me happy and we get along. The fact that we go to different schools and have different friends doesn't seem to affect our relationship negatively. Dad gets home from work and I alert him on my plans for the evening then go hop in the shower to make myself pretty and fresh for Grant. My boyfriend. Not Devin. My brother..