Author: Loving Hamster Title: The grenadine room Part: Complete story Universe: lone story Summary: Bran and Ben tell their Teddy-bear that they will have fun with grenadine Keywords: MM, mb, feet, ws, ScFi Language: English ***************** THE GRENADINE ROOM Do not remove or modify this disclaimer and copyright notice. Please read carefully. (c) by Loving Hamster All rights reserved Copying, distributing, modifying, republishing or reposting this story is not allowed. Check the themes below to see if this story is legal in your country. You must be 21 years old or older to read this story. Themes: male homosexuality, foot and sock fetishism, watersports All characters depicted in the story are adults. However, they look much younger (a science-fiction story, thus the mb code). Date: June 2015, version 1.0 The story and the characters are fiction. Don't have unprotected sex in real life because you can get very ill and catch incurable diseases. ****************** Bran was driving his car west on the busy highway. The friday at the office had been a busy one too, and being the main accountant of one of the biggest electromotive manufacturers of the state was not a tiny task. Red lights ahead. "Here we come for another long wait in the traffic", he thought bitterly. ... The source of the huge traffic jam finally appeared. The police were searching every car. "Not again", Bran mumbled. He opened the glove compartment and prepared all the necessary documents: His driving license, his special identification document, the letter from the Mayor of his home city, the copy of his birth certificate. He never liked these moments when he had to justify his only existence. After an eternity of waiting his turn came at last. As usual the agent started to address him like a child. "Ow, what have we here, stop the engine please and get out of the car. What are you doing there? Where is your mom and dad?" Bran get out of the car and tried to present his driving license. "Are you kidding me?" said the officer. You cannot stole you dad's license and drive the car yourself. And if your father was there I would spank him myself for being such irresponsible. "I'm not a child!" protested Bran in his childish voice. Please read my driving license carefully. It's all explained under "special requirements". "And I require specifically that you go over there in the nice police car, so we can drive you home." Bran was prepared. He activated the secret button he has around his wrist. Obediently he went into the police car, his driving license still in his hands and his other papers still in his pocket. The secret button sent an automated phone call including his actual GPS coordinates, to someone in someplace who knows what to do. "Give me a look at this", said the officer while Bran was waiting on the backseat, brooding. The officier took the driving license and started to read. His eyes widened at each line. He looked at Bran, his small stature (4 ft 1'' - 125 cm), his cute face, his long reddish brown hair, his blue canvas sneakers size 4. Bran gave him the other papers and the agent started to read more focused than ever. After two minutes he was about to say something when he received a call. The voice was clearly audible:" "Agent John Norman? Here is agent Donby from FBI, code number 605. You have arrested the named Brandon Hoggies, born 13 March, 1951, under code 514 - unauthorized driving." Is that correct?" "Well actually I did not put handcuffs on him..." "That's fortunate. Now would you please just check his driving license, I assume it is in order, and set him free immediately." "Yes sir...." A few miles later, Bran was out of the crowded area. Bran had a special cushion on the driver's seat to ehance his visibility, adapted safety belt, and the pedals of the car were matched to his small size. It costed him 6500 $, but it was worth the price. Now the road had cleared and it gently sloped upwards in the hilly landscape. He started to smile. His trip was about to end up at his friend's house. It was more than just a house. It was a luxury mansion. Bran took a last sip at his water bottle. He had drunk water and soda as much as he could, nearly 2 liters already, without going to the restroom for more than six hours now. Bran parked the car in the huge garage, for he had a copy of the remote control. He removed his big sports bag from the trunk and climbed the stairs leading to the living quarters. "Come in boy!" said another boysih voice coming from the kitchen. It smelled deliciously of peppers and beef. Bran dropped his huge and heavy bag in the hallway, removed his canvas shoes to reveal his white cotton tennis socks. The house was clean and he walked in his socks to the kitchen where Ben was waiting for him. Ben was cooking barefoot. He had black cotton training pants and a black-and-white T-shirt. He was 5 ft 3'' (160 cm) for 110 lb (50 kg), typical for a 14 years-old. However, he was born in 1961 and was 44 years old. Like Bran, he had a large panel of official papers to prove his real age when needed, and an electronic bracelet for highway patrols. He was blonde, and his hair were not curled like Bran, but stiff and brushy. He had fantastic blue-grey eyes and a wonderful smile. Ben took Bran in his strong arms and made him stand on a low bench. There, their eyes were at the same height and they kissed tenderly. "The dinner must simmer for two hours. Guess we have some free time. There is something new in the house. Let me show you." Ben led Bran across the living-room, tiled with natural stone, throught the veranda, tiled with cream-colored pavements, and to a new annex. Next to the door of the new room, Teddy-watch was there. It was a huge stuffed bear, cream and white-colored, extra-cute, with a light blue ribbon around his bear neck. Ben seized the toy and made him speak. "Hello Bran, how are you today?" "I'm fine Teddy, and you?" "How you know, the usual coming-and-going. I must watch Ben carefully so he doesn't do anything foolish, or dirty, or ill-mannered." "I understand. Will you watch me too?" "Most certainly. I will keep a second eye on you. Especially since you are so young." "I'm 54 years old, Teddy." "I don't believe you." "I have the papers to prove it." "I can't read, and you look like 9 years old." "Ok Teddy, you can watch over me as much as you want. I'm a good boy, you'll see." Ben opened the door. Inside was a room about 6 meters long and 5 meters wide, entirely tiled with bright snow-white pavements, all new and shiny, and white joints. There was a bench on the left, and on the right a large window opening on a private garden with no possible view from the road or from the outside. In a corner there was a ceramic toilet, unadorned, bright white and clean. On the ceiling there were two knobs of shower, and faucets on the wall next to the bench. The floor was tilted inwards, so any liquid would slowly flow and pool in a shallow pond over a large area at the center of the room, but would not run along the walls. At the very center of the room there was a stopper, firmly anchored on the ground and flat on the top so you don't feel it when walking over it, covering an evacuation system. "Wow", exclaimed Bran, "this is really fine work Ben!" "Yes, the toilet was already there, but I enlarged the room around it to make it a shower room too." "Ok. Ben please, I don't want to wait too long..." "Let's do what we have to do, Bran." They went out of the room. Ben took Teddy-watch again and made him talk. "Where are you going? You're just having dinner, aren't you?" "Yes, but first we will play a game." "What kind of game?" said Teddy-watch scornfully. "Grenadine game, Teddy." "Oh..oh I see. This looks fun. May I participate?" "No Teddy, you know that your hair would be wet and your insides too. It's too dangerous for you." "I would prefer that you choose games in which I can participate next time." "Ok Ted, we'll have some. What about cuddling in bed tonight?" (satisfied growl) "Oh yes I cannot wait." The boy-men went back to the kitchen. Ben fetched a large plastic basin and put in on the table. "Let's make grenadine!" he said happily. Ben connected a extension pipe to the kitchen faucet and started pouring warm tap water into the basin. Bran opened a cupboard and took a bottle of grenadine syrup. He carefully let a small draft of the red viscous liquid drop into the water. The grenadine quickly mixed with the water and the basin was soon half-full of a pink, good-smelling liquid. Each of them took one of the handles and they moved the basin to the new room. They put the basin on the bench without wasting a drop. Then they closed the door. Ben started to remove his clothes. His black T-shirt, his black cotton pants and his briefs. Soon he had stripped naked. He dropped his few clothes in a heap on the bench, next to the basin of grenadine. He had a 3.5 inches penis, slightly tilting one side, uncut, and two small testicles which were hanging a bit but not too low, like two delicate baby pears. He had no hint of hair there. "Do you wish me to tickle you until it happens?" he asked Bran, who was still fuly clothed except that he had no shoes. No, to inaugurate your new room, I wish to stay still. Very well, here we go. Bran stood in the very middle of the room, at the bottom of the shallow hollow. "Show me your feet with your white socks, Bran." He did. They were barely dirty, barely shadowy. His canvas sneakers were very clean. However he had worked hard all day at the office and his feet were still a bit damp and after he had removed his shoes, therefore they had collected a very thin layer of dust on the clean tiled floor of his friend's house. "You have lovely feet, my little Bran, you know that." Ben took a glass pitcher and filled it up with warm grenadine from te basin "Are you ready to drench your pants and socks with warm grenadine?" "I am. Hold me tight." Bran looked up at his friend with Bambi's eyes. They cuddled tight. They proceeded. Quickly the grenadine poured into Bran's briefs and drenched them, his pants, and his socks. Soon a steady flow of grenadine was pooling around the boymen's feet and they started wading in it. "It smells good!" commented Ben. It continued unabated. Ben's crotch, legs and feet were soon drenched too. The grenadine pool at their feet was now 1 cm deep and 2 meters large. ben knelt in front of his boyfriend and started to cuddle Bran's legs. He inhaled deeply the sweet grenadine's aroma from Bran's wet pants. Bran affectionately stroked the blonde hair of Ben. Then Ben carefully laid down on his belly in the pool of warm grenadine, face down in it. "You should really not drink from the floor", said Bran, "but rather drink grenadine from the basin." "You are right. Good hygiene practices would recommend that." "Would you take this advice into consideration?" "I do. I make my decision considering all the factors here: this good advice, my own agenda, and our mutual moral code." "Ok. Choose and drink from the source you find the most appropriate." And Ben did just that. He gulped grenadine avidly and with delectation. "Mmmmmh it's delicious Bran. The grenadine is sweet and very tasty." "Now lie down on your back, Ben. I will exercise my balance." Ben obeyed: he laid down in the pool of grenadine again, but this time on his back. Bran stood on him, his feet on his chest, his drenched socks drippling profusely on both sides. He spread his arms to keep balance. "I'm walking on you Ben!" he said merrily. From outside, Teddy-watch could hear loud laughing and happy shrieks, especially from Ben, just as if he had a very good time and experienced extreme sensations on very sensitive parts of his body. It lasted unabated for at least five minutes. (shrieks of surprised sensations) (laughs of pleasure) (exclamations of intense joy) (laugh of Bran in the background) (sloshing and splashing sounds) (sighs of relief) (intimate low boyish voices) The last words of Ben were "Oh Bran it was sooo good. Wow wow wow." Then Teddy-watch could hear wet sounds, wet clothes being discarded, splashing of liquids, and finally the showers turned on and the sound of the water heater starting. After showering they unfolded huge clean and dry towels from a cupboard in the corner of the room and started rubbing their bodies in them. A few minutes later they both got out, their clothes were in the basin they carried and which was emptied of any grenadine. They were completely nude under their towels and smelled lilac. Ben made Teddy-watch talk again: "Hey boys, did you have fun with grenadine?" "Yeah Teddy, it was really cool" answered Bran. "I'm happy to hear you so happy. And happy that you played only clean games with fresh water and a little grenadine." "You know we would not do anything that would upset you, Teddy." "Yes, my boys, I know that." THE END - for now If you like this story please give feedback so I'm motivated to write more. To give feedback, follow the link to the contact form: https://secure.asstr.org/cgi-bin/ah_feedback.cgi?id=TGWLVXDHCUPUW TLGWOOM OR look at letter L for Loving Hamster in the list of authors on this website /authors.html and complete the contact form (E-mail link). Thank you!