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He started by giving me a grand tour of the place. It turned out that he had only moved in four days ago and it was his first time living away from the parental home, which went a long way to explaining his almost child-like enthusiasm for it. It was certainly very pleasant and I was intrigued to see the bathroom. The bath was indeed large enough to accommodate two people 'though I reckoned it would have to be 'two good friends' as they say. Still that shouldn't be a problem since in the gay world friendships are usually quickly made. Almost all of the gay relationships that I have come across have been established on the basis of 'sex first and get to know each other later'. If Angus needed a volunteer to help him test the bath's ability to accommodate two people then I was more than willing to make the supreme sacrifice and be that volunteer!
Angus offered coffee and busied himself in the kitchen for a few minutes before eventually returning to the living room with a tray with two mugs, a pot of coffee, a sugar bowl, a jug of milk, two teaspoons and two napkins. I was about to make a light-hearted remark about the unusually high standard of his hospitality but then I reminded myself that I was dealing with a silver service waiter here, so I said nothing. He poured the coffee, handed mine to me and then came round my chair to offer me the sugar and milk. After attending to my needs he sorted out a mug of coffee for himself and then excused himself, saying that he would just start running the bath because 'it takes a little while to fill'. A few moments later I heard the sound of running water, which continued after Angus had returned to drink his coffee.
He finished his coffee quite quickly and excused himself again to go and check the bath. He was away for several minutes and when he did eventually re-appear he was wearing only a pair of black Calvin Klein briefs - the ones with the white waistband. The size of the bulge in the front of them made me fervently hope that I really was going to be allowed to test his theory about the bath's ability to take two.
'The bath's nearly ready,' he said, 'but I need to know if you'd like some foam in it?' This was the first direct indication that I was indeed expected to share with him. His directness took me by surprise but I managed to keep my cool - not easy when a guy that you've recently got the 'hots' for has just walked into your presence, dressed only in a pair of revealing black briefs, and is apparently inviting you to share his bath.
'Errmm ... yes ... some foam would be nice.'
'It's not terribly exotic, I'm afraid. It's just baby-bath stuff.'
'That'll do fine. That's what I use at home.'
'Oh good! I'll just go and organise it then. Leave your clothes on the empty chair in the bedroom and just come through to the bathroom when you've got undressed. If you're shy about being naked you'll find a bathrobe behind the bedroom door. Feel free to wear it.' I assured him that I didn't expect to be shy about being naked. He grinned and disappeared. I stood up and headed for the bedroom. As I passed
the partially open bathroom door I could see him pouring baby-bath lotion into the bath and stirring it with his hand to create lots of foam. He still had his CK's on. Once in the bedroom I stripped down to my Jockey briefs and left my clothes on the unused bedroom chair. Angus's clothes already occupied the other chair. I ignored the bathrobe and, since I knew that Angus was still wearing his briefs, I retained my underwear and headed for the bathroom.
'Oh good,' he said as I entered, 'I was just going to come and look for you. Since you're the visitor you can have the end without the taps. It's ready now, so why don't we just take our knickers off and get in?'
As he spoke he slid his CK's down and stepped out of them, revealing an attractive, uncut cock. It dangled over one of the nicest pairs of balls I had ever seen and was surrounded by beautiful, fair, pubic hair. It wasn't dangling for long. He hardly had time to kick his briefs aside before his cock rose up off his balls. In just moments it was standing out proudly in front of him. He was facing towards me so I couldn't see his bum but from what I had seen of him in his CK's it was a nicely rounded one of the 'sticky-ot' variety.
'After you,' said Angus
I didn't waste any time getting naked and into the bath. As soon as I was settled Angus got in at the other end and sat down with his legs spread wide so that his feet were positioned either side of my hips. That left me with no option but to put my legs straight out in front of me so that the soles of my feet rested against his cock. He smiled one of his gorgeous smiles and I could feel his cock jerking slightly beneath my foot as it tried to get even harder. There wasn't much conversation now. It's remarkably difficult to know what to say to a total stranger when you suddenly find that you're both stark naked and sharing a bath.
The foam floating on the surface of the water acted as a shield, preserving both my own and Angus's modesty. He produced a bar of soap and, leaning forward, he started to wash me all over. The soap quickly killed off the fragile foam so that soon we could see each other below the surface. Angus stood up for a moment and then knelt down, facing me, so that he could reach round my back. Between his legs his erection stuck out proudly. I stood up so that he could soap my bum nicely without the water getting in the way. He didn't restrict himself to washing my bum. His warm soapy hand caressed my cock and balls as he gave them his full attention. Excited by the feel of his hand as he fondled it, my already erect cock reached out even more eagerly towards my young companion.
He handed me the soap and, without saying a word, made it obvious that I was now to wash him. He was still kneeling, so I knelt as well. We were both still facing each other. I washed his chest and his stomach and then he stood up so that I could wash his cock, his balls and his bum just as he had done to me. I still hadn't seen his bare bum but as I washed it my hand told me that, between his beautifully rounded buttocks, Angus had a really inviting, deep valley. My soapy, slippery finger couldn't resist exploring that valley. My fingertip, as it travelled from one end of his butt-crack to the other, ran right across his arse-hole. My exploration was rewarded with another gorgeous smile. Finally, once all the washing
was done, he knelt down again, leaned forward and kissed me. As he did so his hand reached forward and played with my stiff cock. I was only too happy to return the favour.
'Let's get dry and go to bed,' he said. 'You will stay the night, won't you?'
'Well, if you're asking ...'
' I'm asking.'
'Then I'll stay.'
'Great! In the morning I'll give you breakfast in bed ... full silver service, of course!.'
That sounded good, but I was hoping that long before breakfast time came round this young man would be serving up a whole range of other delights for me. We got out of the bath, towelled each other dry, then, still naked, and with our erections pointing the way, we ran through to the bedroom.
We slid into Angus's bed and as we snuggled close together, with our hard-ons pressing into each other, I decided that my Aunt Mary had been right all along - clearly 'silver service' is the way to go!
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