Chapter 2: Movement At His Waist

‘Just before I started my last year,’ Jeff began, ‘My mum died. She’d been very ill for a couple of years, and although it was a shock when it happened, it wasn’t unexpected.’ Mum owned the house and all the bills were paid directly from the bank.’

‘We had a lovely neighbour, a widower called Bill. He had just retired and he helped me arrange the funeral.’ As Cliff reached his waist and moved up onto the back of his trousers, Jeff stopped speaking and went rigid again. As Cliff massaged quickly over both cheeks, he said nothing but stayed rigid.

As soon as Cliff moved on down the back of his thighs, he started to relax and continued, ‘As mum hadn’t made a will, he sorted out the transfer of the property and the bank account to me. I’ve always liked cooking and Bill was useless, so he had often joined us for a meal in the past.’

‘After mum died, he came more often, I was really glad of his help and his company. We got on well, and I’d often thought of him as a dad rather than just a friend anyway. My dad died when I was ten. Looking back, I think it was probably because of Bills close involvement in sorting out all the legal stuff, that officialdom didn’t realise I was living on my own until six months after mum had died.’

‘Halfway through my last year,’ Jeff said as Cliff started back up from his feet, ‘A lady arrived from social services and had a fit when she discovered I’d lived alone for six months. ‘But I’m fine,’ I told her, ‘I can clean and cook, I don’t mind being on my own and I’ve got Bill next door if I get stuck.’

‘I can see that,’ she said, ‘The house is a credit to you. But I can’t leave you living alone until you’re eighteen.’ ‘That’s only eight months off.’ I pointed out. ‘Who is this Bill you mentioned?’ I explained and she asked me to go and fetch him.’

Jeff went tense and quiet as Cliff massaged up over his cheeks, but this time he was nowhere near as tense. Sensing that, Cliff massaged them longer than he had done on the way down. As soon as he moved past his waist, Jeff continued.

‘She told Bill that she wasn’t allowed to leave me living here alone, but it seemed a shame to take me into care for eight months, when I was clearly coping fine. ‘Jeff,’ Bill asked me, ‘What do you plan on doing with this house long term?’ ‘I want to get my own flat as soon as I’m old enough.’ I told him.’

‘Then I’ll sell it.’ ‘There’s your answer,’ Bill told the lady, ‘He can move next door and live with me until he’s old enough to get his own flat. As Cliff reached his head he gave it a short massage, took his hand off and said, ‘Turn over now.’ As soon as Jeff had settled on his back, Cliff told him, you’re doing fine, I’ll go down your front now, just the same, whilst you carry on.’

Jeff gave him a smile and Cliff rested his hand on the front of his head. He gave his temples a massage first, then moved onto the top of his head. The massage on his temples was extra relaxing and Jeff wished it had lasted longer.

He enjoyed the massage on his head, then said, ‘Go.’ As Cliff massaged the front of his shoulders, he could feel how broad and powerful they were. ‘You’ve grown a lot in the last five years.’ Cliff told him. As he massaged over his chest.

Jeff told him that he seemed to have a growth spurt between his eighteen and twentieth birthday. Then he resumed his story. ‘He can put the house up for sale tomorrow.’ Bill told her.’ ‘Ok, I can go along with that,’ she told us. ‘But I’ll have to call back within the week to see some proof that Jeff is really living with you.’

‘Bill told her that was no problem, and she left happy. After she’d gone, Bill and I sat down over a coffee.’ As Cliffs hands reached his waist and moved up onto the front of his trousers, Jeff had a brief panic. Then remembering that Cliff had already seen him naked on film, he relaxed.

He remained silent, watching Cliffs hands as they moved down. He had a surprising but nice feeling of excitement, and as Cliffs hands massaged directly over his soft cock, he struggled not to make a happy noise. As Cliff moved onto his thighs, he continued.