Short and Simple Part 2

Chapter 246-1

Short and Simple

Part 2

 

Terry swallowed hard knowing he and I are about to break the laws of kissing for the first time. Seeing me getting closer to his face as I was about to pin him to the bed. I wasn’t worried about it, I knew once he relaxed and let himself enjoy it. He would be more open to the idea of being with me. Right now he needed to know I was in control and he couldn’t resist me or move anywhere without my permission. Personally, it was my favorite part, the first kiss.

I calmly said. “Relax, it’s just a kiss between two friends, nothing more, we been over this and isn’t going to hurt you. Just touch your lips with mine and I will do the rest, then we will play follow the leader.” I heard the cameras on the sides of the bed click on and from the corner of my eyes I could see the little red lights blinking. I could almost hear people holding their breath waiting for me and Terry to kiss for the very first time and plus it would be on film.

I overheard Mr. Tate telling me. “Come on boy kiss him,”

Mom telling him to keep his mouth shut said. “It’s all about the first kiss. I don’t need you ruining this special moment.” The music started to play that cheesy stuff that repeated the same rhythm over and over again and I smiled as Mom said. “Oh God, Mr. Tate you really need to play that stuff? You are so ruining the….” The speaker went silent with load sharp pitch stating someone had unplugged the speakers. If I was to guess it was Mom, she was the romantic one in the family. I could feel their eyes on my back as I slowly laid down on top of Terry using my hard burning muscles too restrain him as my face got closer to his keeping my eyes locked on his eyes daring him to look away, feeling my hands reaching for his and holding them down above his head, feeling him trying to break away as I got closer.

I whispered relax, feeling his hot breath on my face as he realizes this was going to happen and he couldn’t stop me as his head goes deeper into the pillow as his neck muscles tightened finding there was nowhere he can go; feeling his chest touch mine and the warmth of his of his body, squirming to get loose, my legs and feet making it impossible for him to move in any direction. We were almost to the point were our lips would be touching.

I whispered relax and smiled seeing his eyes look away from mine as he strained his arm muscles. Our lips touched for the first time, feeling the hot air from his nostrils as his head tries to move. I moved his hands downwards, pinning them against him as I laid firmly on him and scooted my body up into position.

I released his arms and his hands letting them frail beside me letting him pound them for release against us. It was nothing I couldn’t handle feeling his strength starting to waver. I whispered again relax placing my right hand behind his head and my other hand on just above his head. Then smiled looking into his eyes then kissed him, watching his eyes go wide as our lips touched. I didn’t give in, instead, I slowly moved into a better position now that his hand's arms were not fighting me, as much. Noticing they were clenched into a tight ball pushing hard against the bed while our eyes locked and our lips touched and still remained closed.

I could hear the camera straining to get a closer shot, but there wasn’t one. I knew Mom and Dad were smiling and clenching each other, and Mr. Tate was screaming because he couldn’t get an inside shot. I lifted up my head one last time but still close enough to feel each other's warm breath. I said relax, and repeated the same kiss, knowing from experience that to rush this first kiss made it seem that it wasn’t important, but in truth, it may be a simple kiss.

Yet is the first kiss that makes it so important as two people for the first time say I love you. I want to be close to you. One thing I had learned that everything starts with the first kiss. It didn’t matter if it was a boy or girl, that first real kiss was the one thing that says everything without words, without thought.

Terry let me kiss him again without struggling, as his body relaxed as I repeated the kiss for the third time, this time I said, “Follow the leader and repeat everything I do.” He didn’t say anything just looked at me with his lips closed and hard… afraid to let me inside that mouth of his. I was fine with that. I always liked it when they resist me. Not the way someone would resist Shawn, forcing them to have sex with him just so he could hear them scream feel them fight him for ever inch of him as he forces himself inside them.

I can’t explain the difference between what I was doing and what Shawn was doing. I didn’t get the same thrill as he does. It was something that was like giving each other your trust not too hurt them or you. It was developing a bond of trust between two people.

This time when I kissed him he was more relaxed just letting our lips touch, even his hands didn’t clench up as they laid loosely at our sides. I raised myself into a kneeling position and leaned down kissing just his lips like a little peck on the cheek. His eyes softened a bit thinking that it was all I was going to do. I smiled at him then licked my lips and went slowly into the kill. Feeling his body jerk up the moment he realized the moment had come, as I lowered myself on top of him in half kneeling positions.

This time my two hands and arms lay at the side of his head so his head couldn’t move. Watching his eyes as I forced our lips apart ever so slowly, letting our breaths swirl in each other's mouths as I smiled seeing his eyes as his hand clinched too his sides then stopped finding no energy.

I took my tongue and licked the front of his teeth. Feeling his body tighten and release. His eyes looking at mine in wonderment as I waited for him to try it. He didn’t but neither did he struggle to release us letting air pump through our noses for a brief second. I licked his teeth again indicating it was his turn to try it being as it was the game follow the leader.

Once he had I smiled letting him relax a little bit more waiting for his jaw and his teeth to open enough so I could place my tongue in his mouth. I opened his mouth wider as we continued to breathe through our noses letting the breath in our mouths swirl together. His body relaxed a little bit more allowing me inside his protected barer.

Once I was inside forcing my tongue inside as it licked his sides of his teeth from the tops to the bottoms and having him repeat it. I laid my tongue gently on his as if it needed to rest there then letting flip up to the top of his mouth. Before removing it, he did the same to me and we lingered there for a minute before I released him ever so slowly.  He smiled at me asking if we can do that again. I said. “You mean kissing a boy doesn’t bother you anymore?”

He laughed. “When you say it like that it makes me wonder what it feels like kissing a girl.”

I laughed. “Depends if she is naked are not, trust me there is a big wonderful difference. Which like I said we can’t go into since we have no girls here to try it on.”

Mom said through the speaker. “What am I chop liver?” I could hear Stringum and Dad laughing at the comment. I shrugged my shoulders not sure how to answer that one. Kissing Mom was a whole different ball game, it's more different then she realizes then when I am kissing Rhoda. Kissing Mom is like a peck on the cheek compared to Rhoda and the girls my age.

Mr. Tate grumbled. “Ok, so we kissed, let’s move on if you please to the more interesting subjects.”

Mom said. “Oh please, that was the best part. Everything else doesn’t compare; besides without kissing the sex becomes meaningless. Plus they don’t have time right now for the other, nor will they get the chance to enjoy it. Now leave them be, they don’t need anymore coxing, now let the boys be.” The sound went dead after enough begging to please plug in the microphones by the bed so we don’t have to shout. Both Terry and I questioned if that was such a good idea.

The moment I got back into position for our second real kiss. Terry said. “I am not sure if I can handle being naked in front of your mother.”

I said. “I can understand that believe me, but remember what I said about us being a nudist. Mom and my sisters see me and my brothers naked all the time. I personally wasn’t raised as a nudist until I first came to live with them. Its nothing more than taking off your shirt or going swimming with all the girls looking at you.

“But if you want, we don’t have to go that far right now, I said we would just do a small tasting, we can save the big stuff for later when we get back and we have the time to do it properly. But if you hadn’t noticed the cameras in the bathroom pointing towards the tub and the shower it’s going to be kind of hard to hide the fact we are naked. And don’t think for one moment that we are not going to shower after our tasting and massage. Because I for one rather not wear chocolate sauce and whip-cream while visiting my mother, thinking we just became her desert. Like I said if I was at her house she would insist upon participating, and the same goes for my adoptive Mom.

Mom said. “Which I can’t wait to do personally, I have a thing for hot fudge boys covered from head to toe in whip-cream and chocolate sauce and being the only girl here. You can’t refuse me, Nate knows better to even try.” 

Mr. Tate said. “For the love of God, can we just get on with it please?” I quickly got off the bed and went into the bathroom and brought out several large bath towels and two bottles of chocolate sauce and two cans of whip-cream I had found in one of the drawers still with its packaging on it and they were both cold, stating they were intended for my use.

I had no intention of using a towel for myself, but if it made things easier for Terry, so be it. He started to take off his shoes by undoing the laces and his shirt. I stopped him telling him not yet, causing Mr. Tate to get annoyed again, and having Mom and Dad intervene reminding him that it was our way and our game.

He said. “Fine, as long as they just get on with it; it was never this hard with the other boys.”

Dad said. “That’s because you gave them no choice. Either they did it or you shot them or held a knife to their throats. Boys will be boys once they know that no harm will come to them.” Terry paled when he heard that making my job even harder. Dad must saw the effect and said. “Do not worry Terry, Mr. Tate can’t or won’t do that, he has a contract stating he can’t. Nate won’t even allow that to happen, but just so you know I too am looking forward to tasting a hot fudge Terry with lots of whip cream. I only wish I was in there right now doing just that, instead of viewing it on screen with a large cobra in my pants.”

Mr. Tate must have started that cheesy music again because the moment it started to play Mom or someone stopped it from playing hearing that loud high pitch mic sound. I was about to reach for the microphones by the bed that could hear every whispered word. Until Mr. Tate said. “Don’t you dare, boy? Or I will come in there and we will invade your privacy instead of just doing it on the cameras.” Terry cringed he wasn’t even close to letting them see him in his naked glory in that way yet. It was bad enough with the cameras watching, but those you could ignore.

Mom said. “I don’t know why we are doing this at all; the first time should be special that only they share.”

Dad said. “You know why, because we don’t have a choice, we promised Mr. Tate and his clients we would have something for them by Saturday. I may not like the idea of bringing a new boy in so green, but that’s water under the bridge. Ok, boy’s let's go back to the kiss, this time make it something that says I got a hard-on for you that girls want to just rip your clothes off and lick every inch of you.”

Terry blushed and I smiled. Terry said. “They really won’t do that will they Nate? I am kinda little shy around girls.”

I said. “Yes, and you are going to love it when they do it. Like Dad said let's go back to the kiss this time you will know what to except, and I want you to repeat what I do until you are ready.”

I leaned down placing the towels to the side of us. Whispered in his ear, “I brought the towels so they won’t see you naked until you are ready. It will piss Mr. Tate off, but who cares. It’s his fault for rushing us into this.” Terry gave a little laugh and wiggled into position. It wasn’t like last time where he was trying to avoid kissing me; he wanted me to kiss him. This time when we kissed he actually moaned and it surprised him finding his arms aching to be around me, but didn’t dare to. I let him struggle with the question wanting it to be all voluntary.

Mom came on to the loudspeaker said. “Terry darling its ok if want to put your arms….”

I released him and turned my head and said cutting her off. “Mom butt out, if he wants to he can if he doesn’t…” Terry cutting me off pulling me back into the kiss and putting one arm than two around me, hearing Dad and Mr. Stringum give him their approval.

Mr. Tate grumbling, “I just don’t get it, what so important about this kiss?”

Mom said. “It's more than just kissing someone, it’s about sharing the experience and sharing a knowing little secret that only you and they know. The kiss is far more important because it requires both people to let down their guard just for a moment; if you ever dated or been with a woman in that way you would understand that Mr. Tate.”

Mr. Tate said. “Yes, with a woman, but they are boys.”

Dad said. “You think that makes a big difference, trust me it doesn’t. In fact, it means a hell of a lot more too boy’s then it is with girls. Boys don’t like being weak at the knees or showing that kind of emotion, which is just something the world has driven hard that it shouldn’t happen. Yet we nudists lower our guard every time we see each other naked, it’s something more too us when we kiss... boy. Girl, it doesn’t matter, my wife is right.

“A kiss is the most important thing and if you can’t understand that I feel sorry for you and anyone you have been with, because you have closed up your heart, mind, and soul, unable to feel the simplest things like a kiss. Sex is just sex without it, but when you kiss someone its takes both people involved to do it.

“Terry is learning that from Nate, and he is right now working to show the world that it does not own him. He is kissing Nate because he wants too; he wants Nate to know his secret that neither is he gay because he found kissing a boy for the first time is just one person sharing their true emotions. Now butt out so they can have their privacy. Nate, Terry I am turning off the cameras, so you boys can have this moment to spend together before we actually refilm it. My wife is right no one has the right to take this moment away from you boys.”

Dad told me to unplug the mic by the bed as I watched the cameras in the room turn off one by one. I said. “So are you ready to see what else we can do before we have to share a shower together. That is if you don’t mind me joining you.” 

Terry said. “That depends on the kiss and if I like kissing you naked.”

I gave a small chuckle and said. “I believe I can be very convincing. After all, I brought extra towels just in case,” and whispered in his ear nibbling softly on his earlobes. “To cover the cameras in the bathroom so no one can see us. Dad may have said he turned off the cameras, but I personally believe they are still on to keep Mr. Tate happy.”

Terry answered me with a kiss and I followed through going deeper then he expected, pulling his lips with me biting them a little. He moaned softly causing his eyes to fly open because it surprised him then licked his lips. He said. “I believe it’s my turn to be on top if we are still playing follow the….”

He gasped as he felt my mouth on his left n****e as I had lifted up his shirt so I could see that nice hot pink white skin underneath it. I moved to the other doing the same as I trailed my tongue directly a crossed it before making my way down to his belly button and undoing his pants and zipper. He placed his hands over it stopping me, which was either a force of habit for being scared about me raping him, or he was telling me Mr. Tate was true to his word this was Terry first time being with a boy or a girl for that matter. I said asking him. “So Mr. Tate hasn’t tasted you yet in that way.”

Terry shook his head no, and he apologized moving his shaking hands away from his unbuttoned pants, said. “He tried, but I refused him so he put on those porn tapes telling me to take notes of my new life, warning me never to refuse him again.”

I smiled and redid his zipper and pulled down his shirt wanting to linger on his white-pink flesh a little longer he wasn’t as muscle toned as I was or many of my close friends, he was nothing more then skin and bones having noticed his rib-cage. I said. “No apology needed we will take it slow until you are ready like you said we have all night.”

Terry nodded and I climbed up off the bed and was about to go into the bathroom. Then stopped and said. “Don’t go anywhere and don’t you dare remove a single item of clothing; that’s my job and as it is your job to do the same for me, which is why we call it, follow the leader.”

Terry swallowed hard and I quickly grabbed the boom box and found something we could listen too. I yelled back asking how he felt about Bon Jove or Van Hélène. Stating he never heard of them. I said. “Well then as long as you don’t listen to that boring sad country music we will get along just fine.”