Tyler & Chris resting in the shade of some heavy trees near the park where they can still hear the live bands playing in the park's field
Tyler's thoughts:
We come to this park a lot.
This is where most of my kissing battles take place...
Chris:
Tyler... do you still want to be an pilot?
Tyler:
Pfft
I haven't wanted to be a pilot for years now.
Do you still want to be a detective?
Chris:
*Brows knit
*Stares intently at branches
Does it really matter what I want to be?
Tyler:
*Turns/rolls to side to see Chris's face
What do you mean? Don't you want to be pianist?
Chris:
*Scoffs
You just made my point.
You didn't even have to ask me what I want to be...
Everyone's made up their minds about my future...
Tyler:
Okay. What do you want—
Tyler's thoughts:
?!
Blank—
Chris:
*Grips Tyler's shirt
*Kiss
*Tongue
Mmmm
Tyler:
*Pulls away
*Scoots away from Chris
What the hell?! We are in public!
Chris:
*Blushing and looking serious
You said the element of danger and surprise makes kissing more exciting... was it good?
Tyler's thoughts:
What is with him today?!
Tyler:
*Stands up
*Brushes self off
*reaches hand out to Chris
Come on dummy. You want to practice, I know a spot that makes all the girls swoon.
*Secluded beach area.
Chris:
*Has Tyler pinned to a rock boulder
*Pulls away from kiss and licks Tyler's lips
*Looks serious
You've brought a lot of girls here...
Tyler:
*Blushing dazed mess
*Weakly nods head
Chris:
*Lifts knee between Tyler's thighs until he makes contact
*Notices the slight chub
*Still very serious
Just for kissing?
*Licks Tyler's neck
Tyler:
*Moans
Tyler's thoughts:
...he's... he's smiling...
And he also looks like he wants to eat me...
Chris:
*slides hands under Tyler's shirt along his waist
Have you been bringing them here to touch them?
*Hands slide up shirt
*Kisses Tyler's neck
*Brushes a thumb across one nipple
Tyler:
*Back arches
Aah! Chris...
St... sto
Chris:
*Low chuckle
Is that really what you want Ty?
You want me to stop?
Is this as far as you've gotten with the girls?
*rubs around a nipple
Tyler's thoughts
What... is this to him?
This doesn't feel like practicing...
This feels like he's trying to punish me...
Chris:
*Reaches down to rub Tyler's boner over his pants
*Pulls face away from Tyler's neck
*Looks pitiful
How much have they touched?
Tyler's thoughts:
He looks... like he doesn't actually want the answer
Tyler:
*pushes Chris away by the shoulders
Enough!
Chris:
*Looks concerned
Tyler:
*Walks away
*Trying to hold back tears
I think you've practiced and learned enough from me.
*Sniffle*
Chris:
Ty...
Tyler:
I'm going to go home.
*Wipes tears away with back of hand
*walks off
Chris:
*Leans back on the rock
*looks up at the sky
*touches lips
*Smiles
*sighs
YOU ARE READING
Practice Perfect
RomanceChristopher, an almost seventeen year old, piano prodigy, finds himself interested in learning a new skill, and decides to recruit someone he trusts and knows is a expert at it, his lifelong best friend, Tyler. Christopher: Be my instrument... and...
