Stephen - 6. Chapter 6

We stayed and finished our drinks. I was anxious to go home, but Nohr wasn’t. So we stayed and talked to some of our school friends. All of the time, Nohr held my hand under the table. A few of the girls came over, sat and chatted. Their boyfriends came and dragged them away. The story with Jeppe made the rounds; the tavern owner refilled our soda glasses, he said for a good deed.

We walked home without holding hands until we cleared the village. Then Nohr put his arm around my shoulders. We walked that way the rest of the way home. Aunty did leave the light on. I turned them off as we made our way to my bedroom.

“Nohr, we do have a guest room if you prefer rather than sharing my bed.” He looked like he was trying to make a decision, and then he smiled and took my hand.

I was nervous as I undressed for bed. Usually, I’d sleep nude, but tonight I slept in my boxers. I pulled the covers back and sat on the bed with my back to Nohr, and when I felt the bed move, I laid back and pulled the covers up. I didn’t know what I wanted to happen. This was the first boy I ever slept with. I reached for his hand, finding it I held it.

“Are you ok?”

“Yes, I never slept with anyone before. I’m an only child, so I had never slept with anyone. I don’t want to mess this up.”

“I never slept with anyone either. So this will be our maiden voyage. But I’m not a maid or maiden, just remember that.”

I think that broke the ice, he chuckled, and I had a smile on my face when he looked at me.

Between the look in his eyes and his lips, I had to kiss him. When I did, I realized I wanted more, but I remembered what I told Aunty. So as hard as it was, I limited myself to kissing him. I placed my arm around him, with my head on his chest, I had to give his chest one last kiss.

Sleeping with someone can be scary, particularly when you wake up in the morning, and your mind is still a little hazy. For a second I couldn’t remember who was in my bed, it was only for a second. Then I remembered Nohr was here. I quietly kissed him, got out of bed. I had chores to do. As much as I wanted to stay in bed, I knew it would be for the best if I got the chores done.

I just finished milking the cows when I noticed someone behind me. I turned around and got a kiss for my effort.

“Good morning, how did you sleep last night?”

“It was one of the best nights of sleep I have ever had.”

“I’m glad because I woke very happy this morning. I could get used to sleeping with you very easily. Come on, and you can help me gather the eggs.”

Walking back to the house, hand in hand, I could see Aunty looking out the window. When we arrived, breakfast was ready.

“How did you sleep last night, Nohr?”

“I never slept with another person, but I enjoyed sleeping with Stephan. I didn’t want to get up this morning until I realize I was alone.”

“And you, Stephan, how did you sleep?”

“You already know that I never slept with anyone before. I wasn’t sure about sleeping with someone, always afraid I would snore or something to wake them. But last night, I slept on the softest pillow I ever slept on. It was warm, and the slow drum beat seemed to lulled be to sleep.”

Aunty and Nohr looked at me like I was crazy. I just laughed and pointed to Nohr’s chest. I could see the sunrise in Aunty’s eyes as she came to understand what and who my pillow was. What started as a smile ended up as a chuckle, poor Nohr was left out till I whispered in his ear, who was my pillow. Then he blushed.

“You guys need to get showered and dressed for church. Nohr, you’re serving today, but if there's anything of Stephan’s that will fit you, wear it. Next time bring some clothes with you.”

I smiled when I heard next time. I looked at Nohr. I think he was a little surprised. “If it’s ok with you and Stephan, I think the next time should be at my house.”

I watched Aunty when he said that. She just smiled as she cleared the table and headed upstairs to get ready for church. Now was the time to make a small advance on my relationship with Nohr. I expected a 'no' but would be delighted with a 'yes'.

Reaching my bedroom, “Nohr, it would be quicker if we showered together.” He paused for a moment, and then I swear the devil was in his eyes. I took two towels and headed for the bathroom. Nohr began to follow me, “Nohr, leave your clothes here, put this robe on. If you take your clothes into the bathroom, they will get wet. I’ll meet you in the bathroom.”

I put my clothes in the hamper, I turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature, began shampooing my hair when I felt someone behind me. My hands were soon replaced with someone else. The feeling was different. I could stay here all day, having my hair being washed and scalp massaged. Soon the hand started down my back, past my butt moving on to my legs. Then the hands began to move back up. This time they stopped at my butt. Slowly, the fingers traced through the cleavage and stopped at the gate. I expected him to put a finger in the gate, but he didn’t. I cleaned my front until his hand moved around me, pulling me back into himself. The height difference prevented him from placing a significant part of his anatomy in a specific cleavage. But as he washed my front, his hands stopped at my chest while he rubbed my nipples before his hands passed further south. My breath became shortened as his hand touched my already hard cock, armed to shoot since my nerves were on edge. Two movements and I shuddered as I shot straight onto the wall in front of me. I relaxed back onto him as he held me up.

Catching my breath, it was my turn. I made him move in front of me as he lowered his head a little so I could wash his hair. I massaged his scalp and noticed the smile on his face. Then I began to wash down his back, doing much the same as he did with me. Only when I came back up to wash through his valley, I did stick my finger in his gate. He said 'ugg' and pulled away, I laughed. Then I was at his front and noticed he wasn’t cut. I learned later unless you were Jewish or Muslim, you weren’t cut. It didn’t matter to me. I liked the feel. It took him longer but not much longer when he plastered the wall. Rinsing off, he turned, I reached up and kissed him.

Drying, we wrapped the towels around us, we headed to my room to dress. Now there was no hesitancy to disrobe and be naked around each other. The shower eliminated any modesty we may have had. He was able to wear my shorts that had stretched, as they were too big for me. The only other piece of clothing I had that he could wear are my socks.

Dressed, we walked to church. With Aunty between us, there was no way for us to hold hands. But after this morning, I think we didn’t need to hold hands. Our lips were a little sore from all of the kisses we gave each other. I was falling in love with Nohr, and I hope he was falling in love with me. I know I’m young, but I still feel that he’s the one God meant for me.