Milo then turned on the warm water in the bathtub and started filling it with water, he then turned to me. He placed his hands on my waist and lifted my shirt off. He looked in anger at my chest, at all the bruises my parents left on me and all the permanent scars I accumulated since childhood, some were fresh and some were fully healed.
"Is it ok if I touch you?" Milo asked softly. I nodded as a reply. He placed his left hand on my chest very slowly and softly. I was used to being hit so I stopped feeling pain. His hand was warm and as he started moving it across my body I felt comforted by him. Milo then pulled out a first aid kit from a cupboard.
"I'll bandage you up once you're clean, is that ok Asher?" he said, looking at me. I nodded yet again.
Milo then turned to me again, looking into my eyes he kissed my forehead.
"Arthur, you're very special you know." he said.
He then slowly unzipped my ripped trousers that were too small for me but still fit since I literally grew into them. This revealed more bruises and scars. Milo frowned in anger and looked up at me in pain and comfort.
He then turned to the water, nearly overrun in the bathtub. Then, he started unbuttoning his shirt, he took it off, letting it fall to the floor and then he took off his trousers. Milo then turned to me, we were both naked, standing in his bathroom.
"You can go in the bathtub first, the water shouldn't be too hot, I'll come in right after you." Milo took my hand and looked at it then let it go. I then walked up to the bathtub and stepped in it. The water felt so refreshing, as if a fresh gust of wind blew into me, but only this time I wasn't close to dying. I sat down at one of the ends of the bathtub and Milo came in right after me and sat opposite me. He smiled.
"You know...I haven't bathed with anyone ever before, this is more enjoyable than doing it alone."
I never bathed before so this felt like paradise to me, yes I did get the usual shower when it rained outside but never this nice.
Milo took my hand again and looked me in my eyes again. I love it when he does that, his eyes are beautiful.
"Is it ok if i wash you now?"" he said, looking at me questioningly.
"Yes please." I replied obediently.
He then pulled out a bottle and placed it on the side of the bathtub. He came in closer, got on his knees and by cupping his hand, he started pouring water on my head.
"Tell me if it gets in your eyes alright?".
I nodded.
He then kissed my head and grabbed the bottle. He squeezed some shampoo on his hand and started scrubbing it into my hair. His movements were slow and careful, as if making a wrong move could hurt me. He was so gentle and soft towards me. I felt warm. Then he squirted some different solution from a different bottle and started rubbing it all over my body. His hands were everywhere, I felt half embarrassed, half in pleasure and I couldn't hide how hard I got. He noticed this yet he paid no mind to it. Milo then pulled me into a hug again, his body all over me. I have no idea what was happening to my body but I was in complete pleasure. When we pulled apart I noticed he was as hard as I was and he giggled. Milo then washed himself and rinsed his hair, he then gently did the same to me and I had to stand up so he could rinse both our bodies.
He then started draining the bathtub as I stepped out of it. He grabbed one of the towels and started dabbing at my body with it. He was so mindful of my scars although he didn't have to be. He then quickly dried himself. Ignoring the clothes awaiting for us, he grabbed the first aid kit and pulled out some alcoholic wipes and a few bandages and creams. He opened one of the alcoholic wipes and began cleaning my pounds, every single one of them. He then started applying some lotion to all of them and then bandaged them up. He then ruffled my hair with a towel and dressed me up.
"Thank you so much, I feel so clean and safe now." I said, with an obvious smile on my face.
"No need to thank me." He said, looking deep into my eyes. Milo then started holding my hand again and we left the bathroom and ascended back to his room.
