The Art of Love Part 1

Chapter 253

The Art of Love

Part 1

Mom faded with the lights as the camera paned following me and Terry down the hallway that had been shortened with another fake wall where the room said Stevens world in wooden block letters and poster of Kiss on it and strips of caution tape and sign with bullet holes saying Keep Out. Terry said reaching his mark; reading the cue card. “God your Mom is hot, and you didn’t even blink when she showed her those gorgeous breasts of her.”

I pushed him against the wall of my door and said. “Why when all I want to do is see you naked, and pick up where we left off before we were rudely interrupted in the boy's locker room.” I kissed him again and opened the door pulling him with me as we remained kissing as I closed the door with my foot. The room we were in had been transformed into boys room with everything that would resemble a boys room, from sports equipment and trophies and ribbons, to rock band posters that hang at odd angles on the wall plus a few bay watch girls in their hot bikinis.

It was far different than the farmhouse. This room had bad, boy all over it. Including electric guitar and drum set. I had my own little sitting area with bean bag chairs and futon sofa with large screen TV and entertainment system with stacks of videos and tapes for me to listen too.

The room was clean, but not too clean with clothes hanging out of my dresser and laundry basket and the bed wasn’t net as a pin. It looked ruffled as if I just slept in it and covered it again without much thought stating I was lazy in some ways like most boys my age. Everything looked like a boy actually lived in it. It was small room compared to actual size of the original room.

Everything but the cameras in the room, as the wall pulled apart on rails allowing the cameras and sound crew to get a good close up shots. The camera was on frame, frozen waiting for Mr. Tate to give the word quiet on the set with a loud snap from the clapboard that it was our cue to begin were entered the room and the door closed standing in the room kissing. Mom and Dad were sitting in director chairs giving me and Terry two thumbs up.

I whispered in Terry’s ear asking him if he was ready as we waited for the green light. He said ready as he ever going to be, asking me if we were really going to have sex. I said. “No, we are just going to do what we talked about. But don’t you hesitate when it’s your turn to have sex with me. Just do it exactly as we had talked about. Play follow the leader without words. Make it sound like this is the best sex and stimulation you have ever had."

The buzzer sounded and the clapboard snapped in front of us as we kissed for a brief second as we had arms around us when we walked into my room and closed the door.

I released Terry by asking him what kind of music he liked as I took off my jacket and laid it across the back of the futon couch. Terry did likewise setting his things on the couch as I looked over the music; finding something I like to listen too which was AC & DC. The music came on over the loudspeakers. I saw Mr. Tate roll his eyes because it wasn’t something he would pick.

Mom smiled because it was my choice of music and it wasn’t that cheesy stuff that was on every porn tape. It was actually something every boy my age in my school would listen too. The only difference was the music was controlled by the sound crew, not by me putting in a tape and pushing play.

Mr. Tate seemed board, but that would change in few neon seconds; as Terry got on the bed lying back on his hands, waiting for me. He asked as I came closer and I took off his shoes tossing them over my shoulders. “Don’t you think we should lock the door?”

I said.  “Why, it’s not like you and I haven’t been naked together and you just saw my Mom’s breasts. Besides she knows better than just to walk in unannounced.”

I moved up between Terry’s legs letting the camera follow me as I slipped off my shoes using my feet. Breaking the rules slightly of the game follow the leader as it gave me the freedom to move comfortably on the bed. I kissed Terry again having him fall flat on the bed as I leaned over him as I kissed him and removed his shirt and undid his belt and pants as well as his zipper.

We didn’t have time to do a slow routine playing your turn take something off. Instead, Terry did the same as I kissed him removing and undoing each other's clothes as we kissed.

Terry and I were more than aroused after drinking nearly a full thermos worth of sex tea while in makeup and giving me a chance to pick out a napkin out of the book that Chef Philips had on which type of napkin fold I would like. I had picked something call the soldiers cap which was triangle fold that would sit neatly on the plate in half clock position.

It was easy to fold that wouldn’t take much time to do and it was easy to stack in a box; quick and simple. I had chosen white tablecloths and black, orange and brown napkins, instead of having everything all white. Halloween wasn’t a white holiday it was autumn colors. The problem was we couldn’t get the black napkins. They weren’t as plentiful as we had thought so I had to choose two colors of tan more of hay color and brown mix.

Within 5 minutes Terry and I were down to our boxers and socks. It was then Mr. Tate came out of his bored state and was on the edge of his seat with huge hard-on trying to break out of his pants. I was given the green light but I was to take my time. Dad underlined it in red on the cue card that if I just simply got naked it wouldn’t be enough; to keep the Mary’s interested, when they have seen nothing more then naked boys having sex.

They want the romance of the art of love. I didn’t use words because the mics were so close to us we couldn’t say anything without being overheard. Terry gave me eye nod that he was ready. He was ready to do what we had practiced last night, with Mom.

I leaned my head down moistened my tongue in my mouth and slowly trailed it down his body Terry didn’t need to act that he was enjoying it as he arched his back a little as trailed my tongue down his throat all the way down to his right and n****e causing him to gasp and moan as if it was on cue.

The music played on as I took Terry’s hands and raised them above his head in lacing our fingers together as worked his chest and neck with my tongue stopping at each of his n*****s. Then I released my hands as I went all the way down to his belly button as he placed his hands in my hair, caressing my wig being careful not undo the hidden claps that kept it in place.

I noticed that Luke and Martin had arrived as they Carmon and Franklin were having the boys strip down to their boxers and socks as Franklin chose out their wardrobe while Carmon did their makeup.

Dad gave me the cue card again said don’t rush it but hurry it up a bit. I responded by going down further and pulling down Terry’s boxers having him bend his knees when they far enough for me remove them once they were down to his socked ankles while I had his penis in my mouth as he moaned. “Oh God don’t stop,” so the cameras could pick it up.

I also removed his socks letting his boxers and socks fall off the bed, as I moved my feet pushing them out of my way as I returned to kiss Terry bending over him as placed his hands on my hips and boxers and slid them downward moving them down enough to where he could bend his left leg and foot to catch them take them off from there then used his feet to remove my socks. That had been previously stretched so they would hang loose and be easily removed.

He rolled me so he could be on top as he straddled me. And repeated the same things I had just done to him. Again within a few quick minutes, Dad gave the cue card that said five-minute warning before Luke and Martin enter the room; which said I needed to be having sex with Terry. 

I watched Terry swallow hard a couple of times and rolled him over with me on top, but this time I pulled him up and slid down telling him. “I am so having sex with you; as I promised you in the locker room and we have done it then but, we were rudely interrupted.” Placing his butt upward and moving the pillows into positions to give him something to lean over with, instead of just doing it dogie style; which we would normally have done if he was prepared to do so, and he wasn’t.

Terry said. “Oh God, please tell me you are going to ride me because I am so looking forward to riding you.” He moaned over and over as I moved up to his back and shoulders having him face the wall where the cameras couldn’t see me insert myself between his legs as he placed my pillows underneath him to make it more comfortable plus hide my penis between him and the pillow as Mom told us too in a quick practice run.  I Quickly grabbed the KY Gel from my nightstand and lubed us both up and placed my self between Terry’s legs and shoved my penis underneath him instead of inside him.

Mr. Tate said. “Cut… What the hell are they doing?”

Mom said. “Doing what you asked… having sex.”

Mr. Tate said. “I can’t see anything, how do I know he is inside him?”

Mom said asking. “Does it matter? You can’t see his penis anyway if it is inside his butt now can you?”

Mr. Tate said. “That’s not the point.”

Mom said. “Yes, it is. Now we are wasting valuable time. We only have 2 hours left. Take it or leave it?”

He growled. “Fine, next time we shoot a scene like this I will require confirmation.” He said. “Take it from the top.” Waiting for the walls and door to be replaced as the camera guys went to the far end of the room with the cameras on us and trained on the empty space where the wall was missing.

The music started again where it left off as the film rolled. I counted with the cards as the door opened. Luke and Martin looked surprised as anyone as they looked at me and Terry naked on the bed with me behind him having sex with small little thrusts to keep me lodge where I was.

They quickly came into the bedroom. And gave each other a high five; Luke said reading the card. “It’s about time you too actually did it. Does your Mom know?” Watching the boys drop there sleeping bags and pillows by the door and coming in the rest of the way.

I shook my head no said. “I said I was going to have sex with Terry, but even when I kissed him in front of her she didn’t seem to believe me. Would you like to join us?”

Mom shouted off the set into a mic that made it sound like she was clear down the hall. “Boys I am going out for a bit, how about ribs for dinner?”

I yelled back getting off the bed slipping out between Terry and went to the door and shouted. “Sounds good Mom.”

Mom shouted back. “Your Dad should be home in about a couple of hours. I should be back by then.”

I said. “Ok, we will be fine until then.” I heard a door slam and a car that sound like it was close by as it drove out of someone’s driveway. I turned around the moment I closed the door finding that Martin and Luke were busy tasting Terry’s penis with their shirts off, as they were having him leaning back on to the bed kicking off their shoes as my music kept playing this time ending and starting a new track.

Luke said asking me turning his head towards me giving the camera an excellent shot of Terry very long cobra. “Have you tried the three-way yet?” As he turned his head and looked at me reaching down to take off his socks while Martin took his turn sharing Terry’s penis.

I shook my head said. “I was waiting until you two got here and was going to do it when my parents went to bed so we wouldn’t be interrupted.” Reading the cue card,

Martin climbed off the bed and undid his pants and took them off and his boxers as well as his socks and then pulled me into a kiss, and we were told hold there freezing the frame. So they could remove the wall and the door again so the big cameras could come back in.

Once they were gone and everyone was in place we continued kissing as if we never had stopped. I quickly whispered in Martins' ear. “No sex with Terry he hasn’t been prepared yet if you do make look like you are with the pillows.” He nodded understanding as he quickly got into the kissing mode as the clapboard sounded.

Stating it was now foursome sex party. Just the kind Mr. Tate likes and all those Mary’s. Watching it doesn’t do anything for me, I prefer doing it, and I mean actually doing it in the privacy of your own bedroom and not on camera. Man, I wanted Mr. Tate out of our lives.

Martin said. “Well, we do have a couple of hours before your Mom comes home. And you know how your Dad feels about it?” He pulled me towards the bed explaining to Terry the different positions by having Terry and Luke get into crab position at the top of the bed. Terry was ok with this position and liked that position very much because no one was sticking his penis inside his butt.

The moment Martin bent over placing the pillow underneath him. Mr. Tate orders all cameras to stop frame and the music. So he could double check that I was indeed going to have sex with Martin and he and I weren’t faking it.

I had lubed us both good with the KY gel like I had with Terry and quickly slid myself inside of him. Martin jerked little and soon relaxed stating it had been a while since he had sex this way. I couldn’t blame him because it too had been a while for me as well.

Considering when I was with Landon’s boys, we never had sex unless it was with my wife Rhoda and their mother. Like me and most of our friends, it wasn’t an everyday thing. It was something we did every few days to keep us in ready. So we don’t feel fresh pain after we haven’t done it in a while.

Mr. Tate places his hands down between us checking to make sure I was indeed inside Martin… Once he was satisfied he told me to pull back out and have a mini camera show that we were actually having sex for those very close up shots he likes. Personally, every time I looked at those kinds of shoots I wanted to vomit and my butt tightened as part of reflex. I hate those shots worst of all, feeling as if they were intruding on our private time together.

Mom asked Mr. Tate when he came back to his seat. “So are you satisfied?”

He said. “For now; we will see when it is Terry’s turn.” Dad and Mom had worked it out that Terry wasn’t going to get turn… not today anyway and not tomorrow, but it only meant we only had the rest of the week to prepare him and his brother. Mr. Tate wasn’t going to wait much longer. I gave Terry a look that said sorry, soon or later we are going to do it. His eyes knew what I was thinking as he gave a couple of hard swallows.

The film soon started again and we traded positions until each of us got a quick turn. Without having to climax all the way but stay at the brink so we can remain hard. The time came as Mr. Tate said “Cut end of scene,” knowing we only had less the hour or so for the last scene to fit on the video.

They did a quick pan on us as quickly dressed as we heard Dad yell. “I am home, Sam. Steve, I am home.” Ending the scene allowing us boys to finish dressing with the camera on us to make our views think we had just been caught with our pants down as it were; we boys quickly dressed getting a good job with a pat on the back.

Terry said. “That was close, I hate the cameras worst than having your Mom see me naked and I still have to deal with your mother and two sisters.”

I smiled. “Not forgetting the rest of the mothers in the house.”

He said. “Thanks, just what I wanted to know.”

I calm said putting on my shirt as we boys left off our shoes and socks for the last scene. “You will find just like Mom they all prefer us naked.”

He said. “I know, that’s what worries me, all ways being naked with a hard on the size of King Kong.”

I smiled. “Which if you haven’t noticed by now, we boys like that part about you; and Luke and Martin just proved it, that having King Kong penis is the bomb around here. Nothing to be ashamed of, but something quite tasty and more fun to have, I’d give anything to have one.”

Once the walls were locked in place indicating the room was now out of order being a closed set. You couldn’t even tell that walls themselves were removable unless you really took a hard look. The next scene was in the living room where we find Dad watching TV. We waited for our cue to come out of the bedroom hearing Dad yelling. “I am home Sam, Steve I am home.”

It was our queue to enter the living room with Dad. Watching him remove his shoes and socks after a hard day at work; flipping the channels to where there was prerecorded game on. Dad said. “Oh, I wasn’t expecting company. Steve mind grabbing a six-pack out of the fridge. I am parched after being in the hot sun all day,” reading his cue card. “Where’s your Mom?”

“I turned around to go to the kitchen door, said. “She went out for a bit, said she is bringing home those ribs we like. Said she be back by 6.” I read the queue card realizing Mom never gave a time; I shook myself that it didn’t matter. All the Mary’s and Mr. Tate wanted was for us to get naked and have sex again. I opened the door and came right out again after someone handed me two six packs of orange soda.

I handed my friends each a can and Dad one and we took a seat on the couch with two of us on each of his sides as we were told to in the script. Terry and I were right next to Dad having Marin and Luke sitting on the other side of us. It didn’t matter which side they chose. It was all about me and Terry getting Dad into the mood and Martin and Luke helping us. The scene was a quick 30 min scene. It was me that had to start us off on the right foot being he was my Dad.

I said to Dad taking a quick gulp of orange soda. “Dad you remember what we talked about the other night about me and my friends; plus the thing with Terry. I tried to tell Mom about it, but she didn’t believe me, even when I kissed him right in front of her.”

Dad looked at me and took several long gulps, and said. “So Mom I guess was little unsure if you should be having sex. Even after I told you I was fine with it and told you there was nothing wrong with having feelings like that.”

I noticed Dad moved a little as my eyes quickly saw Terry going for it. By unzipping Dads pants and his belt working Dads penis out and tasting him. Dad moaned. Placing his hand on Terry’s back, said. “The boy knows what he wants doesn’t he?”

I faked a laugh trying not to make sound forced. Watching Luke who was sitting on the other side of Terry remove his shirt then help Dad off with Terry’s as Dad moved to allow Terry to take off his pants and boxers causing Luke to lean down and help remove Terry’s pants and his boxers as he placed his penis into his mouth as Terry turned sideways enough so he could.

I glanced back at Martin who was just beginning his own striptease, Dad said “There’s room for you to son, we have plenty of time before your mother comes home. I haven’t had a good penis or nice piece of boy a*s in a long time.”

I unbuttoned Dads shirt while Martin was taking mine off watching Dad toss his onto the floor with the rest of our clothing. Once we were all naked again. Dad said asking reading his lines. “Have you boys done fives some yet?” I shook my head. No, and Dad said. “It’s the same as a threesome. But instead of two boys lying across we do something called a bridge sharing one boy at a time with two as anchors.” Dad had us get into position

We had done many times but without Terry. Dad had Terry get on to the floor and lay down and had me lean down placing Terry’s penis in my mouth. Luke bent over Terry in the opposite direction. Dad took me in the a*s causing me to jerk a little as he waited for me to relax as Mr. Tate stopped the cameras the moment Martin took Luke in the a*s.

It was a good thing we had lubed earlier because it would be less pleasant. But we boys were used to it, even though we preferred using the lube. Once Mr. Tate confirmed it that were indeed having sex the cameras continued rolling.

We quickly came to the brink and switched sides allowing us each a turn to have sex and be stimulated orally. Dad was on the floor being tasted with Terry’s penis in my a*s and Luke was having sex with his brother Martin when Mom walked in the door with a bag of groceries and dropped them seeing us all naked and having sex.

Mom pretended to faint and the film ran out time, timing it perfectly liked we had talked about; leaving Mr. Tate with nothing more, or the time to do it again his way. Mr. Tate was stunned. Losing his mind because there was no more time left to film and I had to be dressed and on my way in 20 minutes.

Terry and us smiled because Dad said. “I hope you got a chance to get what you wanted; because we are out of time today. And there will be no more time for the rest of the week. To do another video with two big major parties and the big shoot tomorrow for Tangled Hearts. ”

 

Dad, us couldn’t have planned it better knowing Mr. Tate had no more time to anything but get his magazine to the printers and the Video into packaging no later then Thursday morning; if he wanted a product to sell at his main event on Saturday.