"Ras, you want to watch a movie?" I asked.
"Yay, can I choose?" he said enthusiastically.
"Sure"
"Is it ok with a karate movie or an action movie? My mom let's me watch those"
"Sure" I answered. "If you're allowed to watch those at home, why not."
I opened netflix on my tablet, and handed it to Ras. "What do you want to watch?" I asked.
He spent the next minutes browsing and searching. After a couple of minutes, I decided to make some suggestions.
Since I knew how much he loved football, I suggested 'Shaolin Soccer'. I found the trailer for him.
"It looks awesome!" he stated happily.
Football AND action in the same movie. I knew I had picked a winner.
I found a soda and poured a glass to Ras. Then I got myself a drink, and we settled in the couch as I started the movie.
The start was slow and a little bit weird. But I had seen it before and I knew it would just get better and better and wilder and wilder as the story progressed.
Suddenly Ras spilled his entire glass of soda all over himself and the couch. He flew up and wiped it from his body, while I got a towel to try to save my couch from as much as the sticky sugar water as possible. After cleaning with some water and drying as much as possible with the towel, I looked at Ras. He looked miserable. His pants were soaked and I could imagine how gross it felt. But worse was the look on his face. He looked scared of my reaction.
"Hey calm down, Ras" I said. "It was just an accident. I know you didn't do it purpose and we all screw up sometimes."
His whole appearance changes visibly as my words sank in. He smiled and said "Thank you. I'm really sorry". And then for the first time he seemed to register the uncomfortable feeling of his wet pants.
We both looked down at his wet pants.
"Come" I said, and motioned for him to follow me into the bathroom.
I found a wash cloth, made it wet and tried to clean off the soda. But it was completely futile. He was soaked and no amount of rubbing with a cloth would help.
"You have to get out of those and let me wash them, Ras. Or go home and let your mom wash then and put a clean pair on" I said.
"Can you please wash them for me then?" he asked.
"Sure. Let me help you" I said.
Then I reached down and opened his pants. I zipped down and tried to pull them off, but it was hard because they were tight, wet and sticky. After some pulling and wriggling we managed to get them down and off. I put them in the sink and turned on the water to rinse off the soda. Then I looked at Ras undies. He looked so immensely cute as he stood there, nearly naked in his completely soaked undies. I probably stared at him a little bit too long, but eventually felt the cloth of his boy briefs and said "You have to take those off too, Ras".
I suppose he had expected that, because he didn't look surprised or tried to argue. But he did look a little bit embarrassed as he pulled them down and put them in the sink with his pants. I tried not to stare at his dick, but it was difficult.
I put my hand on his hip and felt the stickiness.
"You might as well take off your socks and step in the shower, so you can be cleaned off" I said.
He was naked anyway, so he just nodded looking a bit shy, but with a gleam in his eyes I hadn't noticed before. Maybe he was smiling because he caught me staring again.
I gave him a quick shower from his waist and down. Then I got a small but fresh towel and told him to dry off.
"Ready to watch the rest of the movie?" I asked
"Yeah" he said and looked very cute and naked.
The half of the couch was wet so we sat a bit close. I for one didn't mind at all, sitting so close to a beautiful naked boy.
I felt I aught to do something about him sitting there all naked, but I was reluctant to offer him clothes, since he looked so lovely. So before I resumed the movie I said "Ehm... You know. Usually when I'm alone, I walk around naked. I just put on clothes with I have guests. But since you're naked anyway, would you mind if I took off my clothes too?"
Maybe it was a lame excuse. I felt like he could see right through me and knew my true motive. Even if it wasn't a lie. But whether or not he could, it might still remove some of the embarrassment from his situation that we were both naked.
He laughed and said "Really? You walk around in here naked when you're alone?".
"Yes" I said truthfully. "I do that".
"Well I don't mind" he said and laughed again. And again I noticed that strange gleam in his eyes. Was I so obvious that he thought it was funny? Well, whatever I thought, got up and took off my clothes.
Then we watched the rest of the movie naked together, while we laughed at the silly yet great movie. We sat close and soon I had my arm around him and he put his head on my shoulder.
It was heaven for me. I really loved that little cute guy, and cuddling up with him while we were naked was a fantastic feeling.
When the movie ended I said "You want to play a game another Fifa game, while I make us some hot chocolate?"
"Sure, that would be great!" he said.
But first I took care of his clothes and put them up for drying.