Monsters in the Dark  Part 2

Monsters in the Dark Part 2

A Chapter by Shep

Chapter 236-1

Monsters in the Dark

Part 2

 


Dad said. “Then we don’t have a problem; now give the boys an idea what you want too film so we can have a nice day on the water and some beach time before we have to head back.”


Mr. Tate said. “Let’s see what are three boys here can do, so far the impromptu idea seems to be working. I want the boys to show me a hot sizzling sex scene in three places; two on the front of the boat, one in a rubber life raft and one swimming in the lake.  Then we will move on to the beach for the rest and head back. But first I want to do some snapshots for the magazine.”


Dad said. “You heard Mr. Tate boys, its show time. Just do what you normally would do if none of us was here. Take your time so they can get lots of close-ups on the pictures and on the film. Pretend that your supermodels and pose exactly as Mr. Tate says and improvise.” Like always he wanted us to start fully dressed.


It was Dads idea to have us wear sailor uniforms including the hats and being we were on the water it was safer to be barefoot. We were given a small yacht to use for the day, as the crew floated in big rafts or on the yacht to take pictures to make it look like it was just us on the boat.


Once everyone was set up we were told to pose in various positions, taking off our clothes in slow motion as the cameras shot different angles. First, it was individual until we were nude taking solo shots of us stimulating ourselves. Then once we each had we redressed and started again, this time we did it as three boys spending the day in the hot sun.


Mr. Tate’s cameras were going wild as the Kenny and Zane worked the camera’s as we stripped one at a time, kissing each other than taking our tongues and trailing them down each other's naked skin. Mr. Tate took the final shot when both boys were sharing my penis standing up with them on their knees. Then told us that was what he was talking about when it came to sizzling hot.


We had sex multiple times and in every position, we could think of using the boat without really having sex just the suggestion that we were. We ended up skipping the raft boat scene because it just was more work than it was worth. Instead, they made a note to use an old wooden rowboat next time.


Again Dads idea stating the shot would be far better for the two cross star lovers scene and Mr. Tate agreed. We spent two more hours on the beach taking more shots until he had run out of film. He had enough to start to put together his first magazine and a video.


Mr. Tate said. “You still think adding girls to this would make it better?”


Dad said. “Yes, I know for a fact it would, as I said earlier. People would get bored quickly after seeing the same thing over and over. Your old sales projects said as much.” Mr. Tate couldn’t argue the fact because he was selling less and less magazines, and it became a rarity that he sold enough video to keep him afloat.


He said. “I should have fired Nestor a long time ago, but I trust the guy when he said having new boys would double or sales. Yet in truth, we played it safe and we did that several times using the same scenes. We never made anything close to what he promised me.


“So far Mr. Carrion my gut tells me making you my new partner in this venture will do that and more. I have never been so excited like this about filming in a very long time, but to have those girls we would have to go home to Heber. I am not ready yet, I need to plan and think about the remodeling of my estate before we can shoot unless you have some great ideas how we can incorporate that idea without the remodel, plus giving a sneak preview of our lovers scene… this is all that I have to work with.”


Dad looked at me and smiled, said. “Oh I have lots of ideas, just using the girls we have now, but that depends if you are ready to really explore that option. I can have 15 scenes laid out by supper time. Just using what we have available without using your estate or the summer house.


“Like you, I hate the fact we have to rely on the fact that school is in session and the only summer scenes we can take outdoors is here. I have some great ideas on how we can work around it. Using Mr. Vincent and Stringum plus a few others that have contacts in the marketing area, but we can discuss that over supper.”


It wasn’t long before pulled back up to the dock and the place looked like army boot camp like on hit series MASH as they were still hooking up large trailers to work out of during the remodel. We knew Mom was back because we had heard the chopper a couple of hours ago. Dad told us to run along having Chef Philips call me telling me he would like my help in the kitchen. What was I going to say no? Unlikely…


Mr. Tate was done with me and my two friends. He would spend the rest of the day inside developing film and choosing which shots to use for the magazine before the deadline which was this coming Thursday and the same for his video. He wanted to get it out there before the gala and start a buzz long before then.


He needed something big and in progress enough for a sneak preview of the two stars cross lovers, plus a second magazine for them that had to be done and in print before the gala. 


I hated the idea that had to put on long pants, shoes and a shirt to work in the kitchen being it was so hot outside. The only thing that made it bearable was the AC was cranked up high and the fact it was Barbecue chicken, and Chef Philips wanted me to cook it on the large barbecue outside on the patio; where we wouldn’t need anything but a pair of shorts.


He too decided to dress down joining me, asking me how I felt about him and his boys being apart of the film making or if it would freak me out. I said I was more then fine with it if he was. Stating just because he was black didn’t bother me in the least. He said he was more concerned about our working relationship.


I said. “Both doable.”


He laughed. “Then I guess we have to see what the others might say, being as there are very few black people in smut films.”


I said. "The world is changing; sooner or later people are going to have to accept the fact that being different is a good quality to have. I bet if we did a poll on how many black people would buy what Mr. Tate is peddling the number would be outstanding. Everyone likes sex, regardless of who they are, if not. 


"Many of the people I know would have never been born, and that goes for my father even though he says he hates sex entirely, which must have been a lie or I wouldn’t be here or my two sisters or my brother. Just because he hates sex now and thinks it’s wrong and is a major sin. He still must have liked it at some point in his life.”


We both laughed because it was a true statement. He could justify calling me and my brother a mistake, but he still had sex regardless or my two sisters would have never been born. One mistake maybe, but four mistakes are stating he liked it at one time or another. Mom entered the pool area with the rest of the girls wearing a very risky bikini that left nothing to the imagination. Both I and Chef Philips were foaming at the mouth with a large tent in our shorts.


Mom asked how they looked in their new swimsuits. We were speechless, all we could do is nodded in agreement that they looked hot in them. Mom had purchased the boys each a new swimsuit as well as they set the table on the deck not wanting to eat inside on such a nice warm day, where it still felt like summer where at home it was getting colder and the snow was on the ground.


Mom and the girls walked up to Chef Philips and placed their hands on his rock hard body Mom said. “It’s settled. Dad and us have convinced Mr. Tate that Chef Philips and his two boys should be in the magazine and on film, but only as a filler, until he can detriment if there is a call for strong sexy black guy and women as well as the boys and girls to star in his films. 


“He is putting it in an insert and seeing if people are willing to see them naked and having wild sex. Just like the rest of us. I for one and the girls here want to sink our teeth into him and have wild sex over and over again. More so after I had informed them that his two boys are very well equipped below, which is stating that he would be too?”


Chef Philips swallowed hard as Mom and they fondled him slipping their hands down his shorts then pulled them down so they could not only feel his cobra size penis but see it. I had to say it was quite impressive and one of the largest I have seen.


He didn’t object to them doing it as they stroked him fondly and teasingly as they slid back on his swim shorts. He was nudist, he didn’t get embarrassed about being naked, and most likely has been for a very long time being as he was employed by Stringum and seen more naked flesh walk the estate he could ever wish for.


He calmly stated he was looking forward to it, once he had found his voice. They each kissed him hard and passionately before returning to help set the table.


Dad and Mr. Vincent smiled seeing them dressed in their new bikinis they too had instant hard-on seeing the tent in their shorts. It was obvious that we were having a poolside picnic when everyone was wearing brand-new swimsuits including my new brothers and Stringum and all the filming crew. Mom had rules regarding what was acceptable clothing during dinner.


She very seldom allowed us, boys or my sisters, to be dressed in this fashion. Shorts were fine of course and being barefoot was always acceptable considering she hated shoes in the house, but tonight she was throwing the playbook out the window because it just seemed impracticable to be fully dressed when it was hot and nice outside and poolside.


I had to admit it would have been stupid not to be dressed this way in the heat and being poolside. The only one wearing a shirt was Carmon, but Mom was working on him telling him that nobody cares. He had agreed to least leave his shirt open after she had insisted he take it off and flaunt it, but he instead he only wear a button-down shirt where it was open just enough to be counted acceptable poolside clothing.


Even our doctor was wearing swim trunk’s, it was the first for me seeing him without a shirt. It surprised me that he was tan and very buff, which was impossible to tell when he was wearing a white overcoat.


Dad was direct and to the point, as he questioned the doctor how he would feel staring in a film, stating he would consider it, but rather not just in case someone in his profession recognized him. Dad said we can work something out, but the doctor wasn’t all that interested so he put down finding a replacement of doctor character. He promised 15 new scenes for Mr. Tate before supper and he had them as he hands the clipboard he was working on to him.


Mr. Tate eyes opened wide and then smiled telling Dad he liked these ideas and some of them he could see filming. He picked 9 out of 15 stating that he now had something to work with. Then tried and failed to get the doctor to commit to one Dad was thinking of. Dad said we could use Antonio or Stephen to play the role of the doctor or a school teacher or both. They nodded that liked that idea and would be fun to star in one of the films instead of being behind the scenes.


Mom took the clipboard out of his hands and said. “That’s enough work, for now, Mr. Tate, I don’t allow work at the table, unless you intend to be part of the meal or go hungry. Now my new sons; I want to see full plates and full stomachs. I have asked Chef Philips to make sure you boys are well fed until we get home.


Dotty is so going to kill me when I tell her I am hiring private Chef for our household because Dad insists that our cabin is going to be used for filming which will require extra work for Dotty I’ll be setting some ground rules, of course, to make sure we don’t work her to death, Which is why I am hiring a private Chef to help take the load off since our family has grown substantially. I only hope that Mr. Earl can have your boy’s rooms ready, now that his cabin is nearly finished and is in the processes of moving in.


“You are lucky Mr. Tate, very lucky that I haven’t strangled you for putting my boys in danger getting here and I promise you if Mr. Nestor and I cross paths in the near future he’ll be missing something below the belt. Now let's eat I have decided there will be no more filming today, not that you have much of a choice considering yours or should I say our summer cottage is being overran with workers. Personally, I would be fine going home tonight instead of tomorrow afternoon, but we can’t consider we need to finish the plans of the new remodel before we leave.”


Mr. Tate nodded knowing he was pushed up against the wall, and Mom was holding his male parts in her hands so to speak. So he said. That he agreed with her, but he would like to shoot a few scenes for the insert so he can quickly put it together before the rest of the magazine.


Mom said. “Not a problem as long as the boys aren’t involved in the shooting tonight considering they had more important things to do like homework and pre-test for my three younger boys so the school will know what classes they will need when they start school next Monday.  Not to mention the preparing them properly now that test has come back stating they were healthy, but need a few shots before school and a higher dose of vitamins to help improve their immune system.”


The boys cringed when she mentioned the shots. I knew from experience that Mom wouldn’t let it go in regards to herbs and vitamins. It was just something we either did or pay for it in other ways.  Trust me the shots were nothing when it comes to Moms and herbs and vitamins. 



© 2020 Shep


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