Jon entered his room and deliberately left the door open, just enough so that Greg could see Jon's legs. He lay on the bed, and opened the door a little wider so that Greg could see a little more. He heard Greg coming up the stairs, quietly, so that he wouldn't disturb Zoe. But Jon knew that Zoe would have her dreadful music on loud and wouldn't hear anything. Greg pushed open the door of Jon's bedroom and walked in.
Jon looked at Greg. "What kept you?" he said, sitting up on the bed and leaning forward, Greg looking at Jon's cleavage as it bobbed towards him. Jon stood up and put his hand on Greg's shoulder. "Come and sit down, honey"
Greg silently walked over to the bed and sat down. Jon sat down next to him. Greg seemed nervous, so Jon took his hand and placed it on his thigh. Greg's hand tightened as he felt the soft white flesh under his hand. He began to rub Jon's thigh.
Jon found this all strangely erotic, but he didn't know why. He was a boy after all, but he must have inherited something from Karyn. Whatever it was, he didn't want Greg to stop. He turned Greg's head towards his and kissed him full on the lips. The next thing Greg and Jon knew they were rolling on the bed, arms locked around each other in a passionate embrace. Jon could feel Greg getting hard underneath his jeans and he was getting a strange feeling again "down below".
"I want you" said Greg, in between more sensual kisses on Jon's lips.
"And I want you too" replied Jon.
"I've always loved you," said Greg. "I want to give you my love"
"And you can have it back" said Jon and stopped. Surely he hadn't just said what he thought he said had he?
Jon closed his eyes - this was going to be bad!
