Speechless (GRETHAN)

Chapter 17: The World We Live In

Grayson Bailey

Day 3 at the Dolan residence. Having fun would be an understatement. I feel free and liberal to do and think without fearing an aggressive Nathan standing behind me, all ready to break some bones just because he felt so. I felt loose and for the first time in ages, I could breathe freely.

Today was Sunday and we were preparing to head to church for Sunday Mass and Prayers. Breakfast in this household was always amusing. Now at a typical meal, members of one's family would talk and discuss business deals and the meal would rotate around small talk however Mr. and Mrs. Dolan would avoid business jibber-jabber and talk about life in general, for instance, they had asked Ethan and me our progress at school and then they shared some knowledge that we as adults would find relevant and fruitful.

Today's breakfast was scrambled eggs with buttered toast with a side of fresh fruits. Ethan and I were now in his room, putting on our clothes to leave for church.

"Are you wearing that?",he asked me while he stood in front of the mirror, buttoning his shirt and looking at me in the reflective glass. I nodded yes. I was dressed in jeans and a simple shirt. I didn't own a bunch of clothes. "No no no.",he huffed and ran into the walk-in closet. Moments later, he came back with a crisp, plain sky blue shirt and black trousers. "Dress to impress, babe.",he added, kissing my cheek.

'I have no one to impress.' I cheekily smiled as Ethan read the text.

He smiled and replied,"Yeah sure. You already have me impressed. Now shush, lemme get you in and out of some clothes."

His hands went for my buttons and he began to unbutton my shirt. He pulled it away from my body but Ethan continued to ogle at me, drooling as his eyes travelled up and down my smooth torso. He spritz some of his cologne on my body and then the new shirt was slipped on. Next on, my jeans were pulled off and no matter how hard he tried, Ethan couldn't hide the sensual smirk on his face as he stared at my clothed crotch.

'Stop staring or I swear to God.' I signed and he just laughed darkly. "Sir, you shouldn't tell someone something not to do when it's exactly what they want to do. You sign once more and I'll yank your underwear off."

'Kinky much?'

I saw his eyes go darker than usual and he bent down to whisper in my ears. "I'm more than just kinky. I'd say so much more but let's stay solemn since we're on our way to church but once back, there are so many things I want to do to you Bailey." I visibly swallowed hard while staring deeply into his dark eyes.

It so happened that ever since Ethan jacked me off, which happened to be only two nights ago, he had become one hell of a flirt. Always saying jocular and titillatingly kinky stuff, never missing an opportunity to flirt with me, touching me and most importantly, turning me on in front of his parents. I don't regret any of it. Heck! I love it! I had never experienced any of this. It was all too novel for me and I shouldn't say it but I might be getting carried away with it. A whole new feeling. A whole new escapade.

Coming back to reality, Ethan slipped on the pants for me and while I stood in front of the mirror observing my ensemble, he became up behind me and passed a Louis Vuitton belt through the looks of the trouser I had on. The bright, shiny and pharaonic 'LV' initials on the belt buckle sparkled in the natural light coming from the windows. The entire look was completed by a black blazer.

"You look so freaking hot in my clothes, baby boy."

I turned around to observe Ethan's outfit. He was also dressed in the same attire as me and for a brief moment, a passerby would assume us to be brothers. "Boys, you ready?",spoke Mr. Dolan after he knocked on the shut door.