Short and Simple Part 3

Chapter 246-2

Short and Simple

Part 3

 

I placed the boom box on the nightstand and put in some Van Hélène. Mom and Dad never really cared for my music saying it was too loud and un-entertaining compared to that old duo whap or religion stuff Mom likes. We all compromise by either putting on headphones or listen to it in our rooms with the door shut or wait until they leave the house before we really crank it up.

I cranked it up to a decent level for two reasons: One so we could talk without being overheard and two, to give us something to listen to that had a nice beat. The beat was the thing that can really set the mood; we boys don’t really care for the romantic stuff when we are together. Whereas the girls prefer that stuff and go along with the beat that sets them afire.

Once I had everything we would need like edible massage lotion known as wild cherry. Placing the whip- cream and chocolate sauce to the side, for now, I got into position that would allow Terry to be in control, I said. “Wait, let's make sure the bedding is off, I want to make sure the sheets are clean and I rather not put my naked skin anywhere near that horrifying bedspread, not knowing where it has been.” He agreed with me and helped me strip the bed down to the sheets. I took a whiff and smiled noticing the price tag was still on them as well as the pillows and the pillowcases.

The only thing that wasn’t new was the bedspread as it quickly went into the corner of the room. I made note that new blankets were going to be the number one thing before coming back here. We had barely two hours before we needed to leave. I cringed because it would take a lot longer than that to really enjoy ourselves.

Terry said. “So that’s a relief. I was fearing the worst like bed bugs. You should know I haven’t slept in a bed in a very long time or with my brother since he was little. I am not really crazy about this idea of sleeping with anyone, but there is no way I am going to sleep on the floor, after watching a huge rat climbs under the dresser.”

I said. “The way I look at it, we haven’t got a choice. I, however, am used to sleeping with my brothers, and my two wives and my husband as well as my friends, both girls, and boys. I haven’t slept alone in a bed in a very long time. If I did I wouldn’t know how to act, but if you haven’t noticed it’s a really big bed. Its matter of which side you are more comfortable with sleeping.”

Terry said. “So this game follow the leader, how do we play, it’s obvious we were going to be naked at some point. The question is who starts, or would it be easier if we just stripped down to our boxers?”

I said. “No, that’s the whole point of the game, you can’t move ahead until the other has done so. Trust me once you played the game my way you will always want to do it. It does not matter of who gets naked first, it’s all about how you do it. I went too far earlier because I didn’t know if you and Mr. Tate had been together in that way. Now that I do we can take it slow, but either way, you and I are going to be naked together and we will without question be having sex the way I had explained it earlier, and just like all those porn tapes that showed men having sex with other men and women.

“Personally I rather not, and my friends rather not; but when your life is on the line you have to decide where you draw the line. I and my friends draw the line regarding our brothers. Even or fathers prefer not to do it, but when push comes to shove we do it, and we do it out of love for each other. Knowing that if we don’t we could be putting each other's life at risk. Most of my friends and I have been raped, just so you know. There is a difference, even though it is a gray area, where one is consensual and the other is not. There is also a wrong way and right way to do it.

“I am going to do it the right way where you won’t feel any pain or very little. We’ll get to that later; I don’t want you to focus on that when there is no need considering we are just going to do a little tasting, and if we have enough time stimulate each other. So here are the rules, anything goes meaning what I do too you can do to me. Normally we would say no to the things we don’t want to do. But you and I don’t have that luxury. It is my job to prepare you, so when Mr. Tate asks you to perform you can. End of story.

“But I want you to understand I am not gay and I am not forcing you. Well, I am in a way, but like my, Dad said it won’t be with guns or knives pointing at you ready to kill you the moment you shy away and refuse to do it. Like I said well take it slow, but realize one way or another it’s going to happen. I rather have your permission, but if it means me keeping me and our families alive. I will choose for you, I will tie you up and sweetly rape you before I allow Mr. Tate and the men he represents kill me, or you or our families.

“I don’t like doing this, and neither does my friends, but it’s either me or someone like Mr. Tate who will do it. It will not be fun and games, it will painful, it will be humiliating. That being said I intend to make it enjoyable, I plan to make it something you really like doing. Except for the sex part, we call this getting acquainted where we stimulate the senses. Some call it good clean fun, providing you keep yourself clean and healthy as we talked about.

“It took me a long time to learn to leave the world outside. It took me a very long time to understand what I was doing was ok, and I wasn’t gay then and I am not now. I have learned and have been taught that there is nothing wrong with having both when it comes to boys and girls. In fact, I really like having sex with as many girls as possible and stimulating as many boys as possible as well. Many of my friends do and you will learn that. So let’s begin where we left off where it’s your turn to do everything I had done with you.”

I got back into position cringing noting the time was a little after 4 pm. It couldn’t be helped we had to hurry. I unplugged the clock and worked my way around the bed to each of the cameras and unscrewed the main cable from the back; tossing my extra towels on the ones in the corner of the room as well as the ones in the bathroom including the mics. I didn’t trust Mr. Tate not to film us or trying to listen in on our conversation, Dad and Mom may be, but questionable. Terry gave a sigh of relief, and joined me on the bed.

He looked at our shoes seeing the dirt we had put on the new sheets. I shook my head stating no reminding him it was my job to remove them; even though I was itching to take my own off. I wanted him to understand the importance of doing it for someone else. That it builds trust and understanding that person you are with means not too hurt you. Like my foster parents had done with me, when I had a major problem of taking off anything afraid they would make fun of me once they see me for the first time. 

I said. “Don’t worry about the dirt; we will put on clean sheets when we get back.”

He nodded giving a heavy sigh, said. “My feet stink just so you know when you remove my shoes.”

I said. “Big deal, everyone’s feet stink after being in shoes all day, trusts me I have smelled worst.” He leaned towards me by straddling me in a kneeling position and kissed me. It took quite an effort to get in the mood again, but it was always a good place to start.

He didn’t kiss me as I kissed him, as he quickly released me with just enough wanting more, as he was lifting up my shirt questioning what I might taste like. He said. “So I just lick your skin and bit on your n****e?”

I nodded said. “Softly, but not too soft; if I moan you done it right.” He hesitated with little licks that were ticklish at first. I waited until he realized I was covered in flavors. Well just enough for a small taste being I only had time while I picked out a tape to listen to while I was in the bathroom.

The moment came as he looked at me said. “Ok, I wasn’t expecting that for some reason you taste like butterscotch candy.”

I couldn’t help chuckle, said. “I wanted your first time to be memorable. Me and my friends like edible flavors it increases the senses tenfold. Rather than just tasting sweaty skin which is overly salty. We find the edible flavors are the best way to cover that. For instance, when I tasted your skin you tasted like Irish Spring soap, again not very flavorful, which we will talk about when we get back. This lesson is to show you where the most secretive and sensitive places are on your body, which you will learn that it doesn’t matter if it’s on girl or a boy. Some places you will discover on your own and that’s where the fun comes in.”

He quickly made his way down to my belly button, I waited for him to undo my pants, but instead, he lowered my shirt and asked. “Ok, what’s next?”

I gave him a hard look and said. “Man you really need to pay more attention. Then again I was hurrying a bit so I can’t blame you. So let’s start from the beginning with the kiss.”

He rolled off me; I gave him a little smile and said. “First of all in the sake of time, we will do it the quick and dirty method and then when we get back we do it properly; even though it might involve the cameras.”

He nodded. “I was afraid you would say that.” I removed his shoes first one at a time tossing them over my left shoulder. The air reeked for a minute; finding out those shoes he was wearing had holes in them more so on the bottom and his socks were soaking wet or still damp. I pretend not to notice as he said. “I told you so.” I shrugged my shoulders and removed his socks doing the something finding his toes sticking out of the holes.

Apparently, the clothes Mr. Tate had given him were one step above garbage and dumpster diving. He wiggled his dirty toes at me and I surprised him by licking each of his ankles; and sucked on a couple of toes. Being very glad there was toothpaste and mouthwash in the bathroom.

He moaned the moment I had his big toe in my mouth, and it surprised him. I said. Toes are very sensitive, I will come back to those later when I bathe you personally like you died and went to heaven. I moved up between his legs and pushed up his shirt to taste him like had done before then lowered it finding I had poked a big hole in it. It reminded me of the clothes my mother made me and brother wear. I calmly added it to my list like the blankets for the bed. 

I didn’t embarrass him in any way by commenting on the state of his clothes. It wasn’t my place to do so, but it didn’t mean I wasn’t going to let him wear them anymore unless I had too. I returned to his lips as I leaned in for a kiss he had no problem in kiss me or letting the kiss linger. When I released him I said, “The kiss it... is the most important part. It’s always best to start and ended with the kiss.” He nodded as he moaned stating he understood that part. He asked me if he could kiss me in front of my friends and parents.

I said. “I’d be upset if you didn’t. My mother doesn’t care about me kissing other boys, or girls; as long as I remember to always to kiss her the same way. It’s more of a family kiss then it is when I kiss you or someone else that isn’t family. You will notice that when you see me with them. In fact, they will consider it rude if you don’t kiss them like this; now that you know how to do it. Plus it will give you practice when the real need arises. You may be only 14, but my brother Jared has been kissing girls the moment he learned he could. The girls call him their little bear cub. Because of he gentle and very romantic so I have been told. He is freshmen like you are, so you and he will see a lot of each other. Most likely the next time you meet getting aquatinted in the same manner.”

It was obvious it was his turns so I rolled off him so he could play follow the leader. He wasted no time in removing my shoes and my socks in the same fashion. He wasn’t as brave as I was with his toes or the bottom of his feet. He said. “I rather not unless you telling me I have to.”

I shrugged my shoulders said. “It’s your turn; I have no say in what you do. But when we bathe each other, I least expect you to try it, before making that a permanent choice. Its just skin and if it is clean you won’t have to worry about getting sick. I only did so, so you could feel what is like and to show you that it doesn’t hurt to try new things. My adoptive Mom said when her kids were little she used to suck on their toes, all the time. I know for a fact that all babies do it, and some toddlers. They haven’t gotten sick from it, and they have the poorest immune systems. Mom says it’s the same foot and toes… just bigger. And personally, I like it when someone does that to me.”

He nodded as he leaned down lifting my shirt and tasting me again before kissing me. Ending his turn, he said. “So, two articles of clothing and the question is what do we …?” I cut him off before he could finish, locking my legs and feet around his as I rolled myself on top me. I shushed him telling him. “Talking is not what we should be doing right now. We can talk later.”

Mom knocked on the door before opening telling me we had an hour and a half then we need to get going. I asked if they packed extra clothing for me she said why. Opening the door all the way said. “Because Terry won’t be using this one anymore,”

I wiggled my finger through the hole through his shirt  Mom said “I see, I just didn’t want to say anything. I take it the rest are the same way?”

I said. “Mom. If you can see we are a little busy right now?”

Mom said. “Yes, but I couldn’t tell if you boys were doing anything with that loud music.” Mr. Tate asked if we were naked yet poking his head in the door. Then Mom said. “As you can see they are working on that if you leave them alone for five minutes.”

Mr. Tate said. “I would if they hadn’t disabled my cameras and mics, times a ticking boy.”

Mom said. “So what? I told you it wasn’t enough time to do this. When someone that has never been with a boy more less a girl; where I come from its called dating while covering the basses.

Mr. Tate said. “Their boys, Mrs. Carrion, being naked in front each other is like second nature. They should have been naked by now having hot sex, not sharing love kiss and swapping stories.”

Mom said. “You are telling me they should just bend each other over and do it like it doesn’t matter?”

Mr. Tate said. “Yes, that’s exactly what should be happening. Hell, they don’t even have their shirts off, more less anything else worth filming. I paid good money for that bed; I want to get my moneys worth out of it.”

Mom said. “Fine lets me and you have sex using your nice new bed while the boys watch.”

Mr. Tate said. “No, as much as I would like too. We just don’t have the time and trust me, Mrs. Carrion, I can perform on call.”

Mom said. “Really well I like to test that theory but... Like you said we don’t have the time. Boys I am sorry, but he's right, you should have progressed more than where you are. I am sorry, but either you save yourselves for later or get with it.”

Mom closed the door. I cringed and said. “Not going to happen. I am not some cheap w***e that can perform without a little foreplay. So we will do the democrat way and flip to see who gets the shower first… unless you feel like sharing it?”

Terry said. “Not particularly if by choice.”

I said. “For now I am willing to let you have that choice. Mom is right by saying our first time together should be special, but when we get back we will slow it down so we can both enjoy it without having to rush it.”

Terry said. “Thanks for trying to let it be special for me. I know that you didn’t have to, but I very much want to make this be something you and I will always cherish.” He took off his shirt and stripped down to his boxers as if we were in the boy’s locker room.

I did the same and closed the door, telling him I had put the soap I wanted him to use already in the shower and pick a toothbrush. He nodded and I smiled seeing him remove his boxers finding out he was very much indeed endowed with a fairly nice large cobra. Plus the fact he had very hairy legs and on his butt. I hummed as I looking forward to shaving every inch of him. Man, I hated the fact I was going to rape him like a two-bit hooker on Saturday night.

I hated that feeling, stimulating is one thing the other is something boys shouldn’t do to one another. Yet that was where the gray area was because men do it all the time to girls and they seemed to like it. I had seen full blown pictures of both male and female organs and body parts. Nothing was different in regards to the butt area. Yet I couldn’t resist the world thinking that boys shouldn’t do this to other boys and men. Yet it was what it was which meant I had to do it or put our lives in danger.