You Don't Impress Me Much (Eugene)
Nov 10, 2015 22:42:52 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 22:42:52 GMT -5
Gene wasn’t sure he believed Kodi….but considering he’d never had sex before, Kodi had the advantage of knowing more about it than he did, and thus, would know better…..not that Gene would admit it. He was far too stubborn though.
Kodi was right in a lot of things, though. Like how Gene didn’t even consider the sorts of things Kodi did of what to do with a large empty house with no parents home. And that the best he could come up with was reading, playing video games…and yes, looking at porn, but he’d never admit to that either. So he didn’t answer with complete honesty. “I have video games, and tv, and book,” he replied sourly. He didn’t bother answering about the exercise room. They didn’t have one.
Gene was relaxing a bit more inside the warm water of the tub, but that didn’t stop him from getting frustrated with handling that damn soap. He didn’t mind a soak, but to be honest, Gene hated baths. As in, being cleaned. Scrubbing. It was work he didn’t want to do and made his arms tired. And he didn’t like someone else doing it for the obvious reason that he didn’t like being touched, and it tickled, and had to sit still when he didn’t want to. Somehow, Gene had found himself in exactly that position with Kodi, the older boy sitting beside him and ordering Gene to sit still and etc. He frowned and glared away from Kodi, the disgruntled kitty in him returning. “Fine. Whatever you want,” he said disgruntled and indignant. “You’re the boss, apparently.” Who decided that anyway? Gene grumbled and whined slightly as Kodi continued to wash him. “Aren’t you done yet?” he demanded after a few minutes.
Kodi was right in a lot of things, though. Like how Gene didn’t even consider the sorts of things Kodi did of what to do with a large empty house with no parents home. And that the best he could come up with was reading, playing video games…and yes, looking at porn, but he’d never admit to that either. So he didn’t answer with complete honesty. “I have video games, and tv, and book,” he replied sourly. He didn’t bother answering about the exercise room. They didn’t have one.
Gene was relaxing a bit more inside the warm water of the tub, but that didn’t stop him from getting frustrated with handling that damn soap. He didn’t mind a soak, but to be honest, Gene hated baths. As in, being cleaned. Scrubbing. It was work he didn’t want to do and made his arms tired. And he didn’t like someone else doing it for the obvious reason that he didn’t like being touched, and it tickled, and had to sit still when he didn’t want to. Somehow, Gene had found himself in exactly that position with Kodi, the older boy sitting beside him and ordering Gene to sit still and etc. He frowned and glared away from Kodi, the disgruntled kitty in him returning. “Fine. Whatever you want,” he said disgruntled and indignant. “You’re the boss, apparently.” Who decided that anyway? Gene grumbled and whined slightly as Kodi continued to wash him. “Aren’t you done yet?” he demanded after a few minutes.