Lance’s breathing became short and shallow as he sidled closer to Justin. Taking his time, he leaned ever closer until their lips barely brushed against each other, then he scrambled back quickly, while Justin blinked his eyes open.
“What was that?” asked Justin.
“A kiss,” insisted Lance.
“You’re never going to keep a girlfriend or a boyfriend if that’s the best you can do. Come here.”
Once again, Justin patted the mattress beside him, encouraging Lance to sit close. This time Justin took the lead by wrapping his arms around Lance and holding him close. “Relax,” he urged.
Lance held himself steady as Justin cocked his head and pressed his lips hard against Lance’s. After they separated for a moment, Justin came close again, pushing harder this time and opening his mouth as he pressed his tongue between Lance’s lips, against his teeth.
They were both breathless as they separated, staring into each other’s eyes as their hearts raced with excitement.
“Try opening your mouth. Don’t you watch how they kiss in the movies?”
“My parents, they don’t kiss like that.”
“Mine do. And if you don’t try it, how do you know whether you’ll like it or not? Let’s get more comfortable,” suggested Justin as he pulled the pair onto the mattress, rolling Lance onto his back.
“If one of our moms come in, they’re going to kill us!”
Cupping Lance’s chin in his hand, Justin smiled. “You worry too much.”
Sprawled across Lance, Justin instigated another kiss and this time Lance opened his mouth, his eyes tightly shut as he felt his tongue against Justin’s for the first time. Justin deftly unbuttoned Lance’s shirt and rubbed his hand across Lance’s bared chest. Lance squirmed underneath Justin until the kiss was broken and they were both panting.
“If our moms come in, they’re going to think we’re having sex,” said Lance as he struggled to sit up.
“It’s not sex unless it involves your dick.”
“Who told you that?”
“Chris.”
“Of course it was.”
Placing his hand on Lance’s crotch, Justin smiled widely. “I was going to ask how you liked it, but it looks like you did. Maybe you are gay after all. I bet you didn’t get hard after kissing a girl on the cheek.”
Lance shook his head as he rolled his eyes and looked up at the ceiling. He wished he had Justin’s confidence.
Leaning over Lance, Justin pursued another kiss just as they heard the doorknob rattle and twist. Justin hopped from the bed as Lance scrambled to button up his shirt as the door opened.
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Re: Kissing 101 (part 2)
Date: 2009-05-21 12:47 am (UTC)“What was that?” asked Justin.
“A kiss,” insisted Lance.
“You’re never going to keep a girlfriend or a boyfriend if that’s the best you can do. Come here.”
Once again, Justin patted the mattress beside him, encouraging Lance to sit close. This time Justin took the lead by wrapping his arms around Lance and holding him close. “Relax,” he urged.
Lance held himself steady as Justin cocked his head and pressed his lips hard against Lance’s. After they separated for a moment, Justin came close again, pushing harder this time and opening his mouth as he pressed his tongue between Lance’s lips, against his teeth.
They were both breathless as they separated, staring into each other’s eyes as their hearts raced with excitement.
“Try opening your mouth. Don’t you watch how they kiss in the movies?”
“My parents, they don’t kiss like that.”
“Mine do. And if you don’t try it, how do you know whether you’ll like it or not? Let’s get more comfortable,” suggested Justin as he pulled the pair onto the mattress, rolling Lance onto his back.
“If one of our moms come in, they’re going to kill us!”
Cupping Lance’s chin in his hand, Justin smiled. “You worry too much.”
Sprawled across Lance, Justin instigated another kiss and this time Lance opened his mouth, his eyes tightly shut as he felt his tongue against Justin’s for the first time. Justin deftly unbuttoned Lance’s shirt and rubbed his hand across Lance’s bared chest. Lance squirmed underneath Justin until the kiss was broken and they were both panting.
“If our moms come in, they’re going to think we’re having sex,” said Lance as he struggled to sit up.
“It’s not sex unless it involves your dick.”
“Who told you that?”
“Chris.”
“Of course it was.”
Placing his hand on Lance’s crotch, Justin smiled widely. “I was going to ask how you liked it, but it looks like you did. Maybe you are gay after all. I bet you didn’t get hard after kissing a girl on the cheek.”
Lance shook his head as he rolled his eyes and looked up at the ceiling. He wished he had Justin’s confidence.
Leaning over Lance, Justin pursued another kiss just as they heard the doorknob rattle and twist. Justin hopped from the bed as Lance scrambled to button up his shirt as the door opened.
~~~END~~~