Show Yourself: Chapter 18 – One For The Team, Part 2

I burnt dinner and it really my fault. I told the guys that I had idea what I was doing but they told to try anyway. We headed to Mamma Rosa’s Pizzeria in Toscana. My family and I go here time to time and sometimes I come here for lunch since it’s next to my school. It’s pretty great to eat at a place with real Italian food. There was some good places back in the states but nothing like from the country itself.

“So who’s paying?”

“Funny you should ask, Rai. You.”

“Me? Why I gotta pay?”

“Maybe cause you’re the one who burnt the hot dogs.”

“Hey! That wasn’t my fault. I told you guys that I didn’t know how to grill. I paid the last time we went out.”

“Well I don’t have much cash to spend. I gotta save with little I have for my trip back home. Besides one of you gotta pay for mines. It’s like my going away dinner.”

“You’re coming back in September, Claudio. It’s not like you’re going home for good.”

 

 

 

“I have a solution, guys.”

“Yeah, Rai?”

“Bastian is paying. You never pay. It’s always Clad and me. You gotta pay for once, Sebastian.”

“One, don’t ever call me that and two, I’m always kinda broke.”

“We know Landon gave you some cash. We both saw him.”

“You saw nothing.”

“I know what I saw, Bash.”

“Okay, fine. I guess I can pay.”

“Finally. It’s a Christmas miracle. Bastian pays.”

“Ha ha ha! Right.”

“Assholes.”

 

 

 

“So Clad, are you excited to return home for the summer?”

“Yeah, I miss my parents and my brother and sister. My mom said a lot has changed since the last time I was there for Christmas. And my parents are thinking about returning to Italy so they can be closer to me. I think it would be cool. It would be nice to see them more often. My dad asked if I wanted to take a year off, I wanted to but then I met Rosaria.”

“So she’s your only reason to stay? Hmm.”

“Course I wouldn’t want to leave you guys either! But sometimes it’s hard being away from home. Don’t you guys miss living in America?”

“Kinda. I miss not having to wonder if this person knows English or not. My first year sucked cause every chick I tried to get with spoke Italian. And if I wanted to get to know them, I better learn the language. I suck at speaking Italian. I got lucky when I met Vexille, a fellow American.”

“To be honest, not really. I really didn’t have any friends. I had better luck here than I did back in the states. Yeah the first year was a little hard but I have you guys now.”

“I miss living in Italy and it’s nice to come here for school. I don’t have much memory about America. We left when I was only 3. We always lived in Italy until I was 12. Switzerland is pretty nice.”

 

 

 

After dinner, we headed back to Bastian to spend a few hours playing some video games. I was finally having fun and doing what we were suppose to be doing. It was our last week to hang with Claudio before he returns home for the summer. We needed to hang out as much as possible cause this could be our last time together. There’s always the chance of Claudio changing his mind during the summer and doesn’t return for the following school year. You never know what’s going to happen in the next day. 

Three hours had passed by and the doorbell rang. Bastian drops his controller and smiles. “Tonight is the night.” Bastian said with a smug look on his face. I wanted to punch him, knowing that I will have to deal with Tara. Bastian answered the door while Claudio continued to play. I only heard the voices of Vexille and Rosaria. For a moment I thought it was just them and Tara didn’t come along. Maybe she got the hint that her and I won’t happen. 

 

 

 

“Hi Raiden.”

I felt the hair on my neck stood up as I heard Tara’s voice. “Shit.” I thought to myself, I was hoping she wouldn’t come but I should had known she would. I tried to ignored her as I continued to play the game.

“I brought some vodka. Maybe we can have some real fun.”

I continued to ignored her until Bastian mumbles under his breath.

“Dude. Get it together.”

I sighed before telling Tara hello.

 

 

 

“This game looks fun. Can I play?”

“Do you even know how to hold a controller?”

“Of course I can! I also know how to press buttons.”

“That I can believe.”

“Raiden. Man. C’mon.”

“Would you like to join, Tara?”

 

 

 

“Nah. I can watch you play. Some which one is you?”

“The one in red.”

“Ooh I like red. It’s my favorite color. What’s yours?”

“Red.”

“Oh nice! We have something in common.”

“Yeah? That doesn’t mean that I’m going to date you.”

“Hey guys, the drinks are done. Raiden, you could probably use a drink or two.”

“Yeah, Raiden. We gotta get you to loosen up.”

“I’m pretty sure, you’re very lose.”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

 

 

 

I wasn’t much of drinker mainly because my parents didn’t let us drink. I was only 14 anyway. Everyone else grabbed a drink and I was reluctant. The last thing that I needed to do was get drunk around a girl who is trying way too hard to get into my pants.

“I got you a drink. I brought the good stuff ya know. My step mom probably won’t know it’s missing.”

“I really don’t drink.”

“That’s okay. You’ll like it.”

“I don’t want it though. But thanks.”

Bastian bumps into me as he headed to the kitchen.

“Just take the drink.”

I sighed and extended my hand for the drink of soda and vodka. I knew this was going to be a bad idea.

 

 

 

“So is it true that your family owns the winery in Toscana?”

“Yeah.”

“That is so cool! So did your parents try out the wine? My step mom loves wine from there. She got a couple of cases for her next dinner party. You’re welcome to come. It’s next weekend. You can be my date.”

“My dad lets me time to time. But no, I can’t come.”

“And why not? My step mom throws the best dinner parties. You gotta come out. You don’t wanna leave me dateless.”

“I’m pretty sure you won’t have trouble finding a date. I’m leaving for a trip on that weekend.”

“Oh? Where to?”

“Back to the states.”

“Oh cool. I gonna miss you!”

“Yeah?”

“Of course I would!”

 

 

 

I was feeling annoyed and wanted to tell Bastian that I couldn’t deal with Tara anymore. I’m all for helping to get laid but not if I have to suffer with the company of a dick thirsty girl. I walked into Bastian’s room only to find him finally sealing the deal with Vexille.

It was  pretty awkward being greeted with Bastian’s bare white ass in mid air. I caught him in mid stroke and he quickly turned around with his face all red. I wasn’t sure if it was from embarrassment or that just his sex face. He growls at me to get out and he didn’t have to tell me that twice. Now when we think about it, that was hilarious.

 

 

 

 

I needed a drink or more to get rid of the image of Bastian pumping away on Vexille. However I did get a nice view of Vexille’s breast and hers are lovely. I’m sure Vexille would be kind awkward afterwards but then again, I don’t think she minded that I seen her naked.

 

 

 

 

I was starting to feel a little tipsy and sat down on the couch. I counted to 3 before Tara made her way over and sat down next to me.

“We are all alone, Raiden. Rosaria and Claudio are getting freaky in the pool. And you know what Vexille and Bastian are doing. What should we do?”

“We can maybe watch some TV.”

“Just watch some TV?”

“Yeah, why not?”

 

 

 

“We could be doing something more fun than watch TV.”

“I’m pretty content in watching some TV.”

“We could make out a little.”

“Nah. I had some spaghetti with tons of garlic for dinner.”

“I love spaghetti and garlic. I wouldn’t mind it.”

“Uh huh.”

 

 

 

“Oh man, I’m starting to feel a little tired.”

I can’t believe she tried the oldest trick in the book.

 

 

 

“If you’re tired then maybe you should go home!”

“What is with you?! You must be gay.”

“Trust me, I’m not and who cares if I was. I’m just not into you at all!”

“You won’t say that until you are inside of me.”

“I never want to be inside of you.”

“Well I’m not having a good time. My friends are getting some and I’m not. Maybe I should tell them that I’m ready to go home.”

“Okay, okay. You don’t have to do that. What do you want to do?”

 

 

 

“So you’ll do anything with me?”

“I guess.”

“You guess?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. Well I’m going to go into that room and slip out of this dress. I want you to follow me but count to 50 before you do.”

“Why?”

“Just do it. Okay? You can do that?”

“Yeah. I can do that.”

“Grazie amore mio.”

 

 

 

I knew I was going to regret this. This would also be one of the worst nights of my life. I did what Tara asked and counted to 50 before following her into Bastian’s mom and step dad’s room. She had slipped out of her dress and stood near the bed waiting for me.

“Do you like? I’m wearing your favorite color.”

“I can see that.”

“So?”

“What?”

“Do you like what you see?”

“Yeah I guess.”

 

 

 

“I think it would be a little more fair if you take your clothes off too.”

“I kinda don’t want to.”

“You said anything.”

“I know but this isn’t right.”

“It will be right when you take something off.”

“Okay but I’m not taking my pants off.”

“Fair enough.”

 

 

 

I removed just my shirt and shoes. She smiled as she watched me undressed. I felt so uncomfortable and sick to my stomach. I don’t know what she expects from me. If she thinks she’s going to get sex out of me, she’s sadly mistaken and I already told her about genie’s delayed puberty. My body isn’t ready for that.

“That’s much better. I want to kiss those lips so bad.”

“I know.”

“Do you want to kiss me?”

“You want the lie or the truth?”

“Kiss me, silly boy.”

 

 

 

Tara kissed me and all over my neck. She told me to lay on the floor and I did with much hesitation. She quickly pounced on my chest, caressing me and tracing her finger around my nipples. I didn’t react to her touches but only sighed quietly.

“You could touch me if you want. I won’t bite.”

“I got a feeling, you would.”

“Only if you want me to, silly boy.”

“Well I don’t.”

“Do you like it when I play with your nipples?”

“Meh. It doesn’t do anything for me.”

“How about when I lick them?”

“Anything you do to me will be pointless.” 

 

 

 

She continues to ignores the fact that nothing will aroused me and starting kissing me all over while fondling me. She shouldn’t be surprised when my genitals refuse to respond to her touching.

“Seriously? After all of that, you’re still soft?!”

“I told you this already! My body isn’t sexually matured yet! My junk ain’t gonna work! All of your efforts are pointless! I kept telling you that but you won’t listen!”

“What the fuck am I suppose to do with you?”

“I dunno!”

 

 

 

“Well if your dick isn’t going to work now then maybe your fingers would be enough.”

“My fingers? What about my fingers?”

“You know.”

“I don’t know. I’m a virgin and don’t know much about sex.”

“You can use your fingers to finger fuck me.”

“I don’t know how to do that.”

“You just play with my clit until I cum.”

“I don’t know anything about girl parts!”

“Well you’re going to learn tonight.”

 

 

 

 

She laid on her back and requested me to remove her panties. I never seen a female’s genitals before and was sure what to think about it. Tara’s looked like a face of an angry old man and I was kinda scared to touch it. She guided and told me what to do.

She soon started to moan and I took it as a sign that I was doing well. Her moans grew louder and get became wetter as I fingered. My fingers slipped out a few times and then she told me to add more fingers. I started with 2 but now using 4. Her moans got more intense and she began to call my name, which it made me uncomfortable. I could feel my hand starting to cramp up and wished she could be finished already. She finally announced that she was cumming and I felt a sigh of relief.

“You were amazing with those magical fingers of yours. That was probably the best orgasm that I ever had. I can’t wait until you turn 15.”

 

 

 

I said nothing to Tara and quickly stood up to head into the bathroom. I washed my hands vigorously trying to get the smell of Tara off of them. I scrubbed and scrubbed but still felt so dirty and ashamed.

 

 

 

 

I stopped and looked at myself in the mirror. I could barely look at myself. I couldn’t believe that I did that with her although I still have a girlfriend in a way. If Annaliese wants to break up, I don’t blame her. I feel so guilty and ashamed that let peer pressure get to me. I didn’t want to ruin Bastian’s time with Vexille but at what cost? My dignity and now I have a hand that still smells like a 3 day old fish that was left in the sun. 

 

 

 

 

I stripped down and stepped into the shower. Maybe with a shower, I could feel clean. I was too distracted and didn’t lock the door. My night of horror was far from being done. As I showered, Tara entered the bathroom naked. She slid the shower door open and stepped inside. She told that I looked amazing naked and very impressed with the size of my flaccid dick. If it appears large when soft then she had to know how big it will be when erect.

She started to fondle me although she knows by now it was pointless. It was more for her than it was for me. She knelt down and attempted to perform oral sex on my still flaccid dick. It was awkward to feel her mouth on my genitals. She then started to lick on my sack and I tilt my head upwards,  holding back tears, waiting for this torture to stop.  The water turn cold and this prompted Tara to finally stop. I took some time before exiting the bathroom. I felt even more guilty now.

The girls soon left. I said nothing about what happen between Tara and I until breakfast time the following day. I told Bastian and Claudio that I never want to ever see Tara again. I also told them that would be the last time I would ever entertain any of their girlfriends’ friends. Bastian felt bad and apologize. Vexille happened to be there and she was upset with Bastian. She knew Tara would be a bit much for me but thought everything was okay cause I didn’t complain. She didn’t know that Bastian wanted me to suck up it so he could get laid.

Vexille headed back to the states in a sour state. Bastian doesn’t know if Vexille will return as his girlfriend in September.  With Vexille going on a one month cruise with her dad, he won’t hear from her for most of the summer. I could had kept quiet about it but I fear I may have to entertain Tara again. Bastian wasn’t mad at me, he was mad at himself instead. He guilty that I had to do that with Tara and I wasn’t comfortable with. He believes that he may had ruined sex for me, but I told him to not worry about that. When it comes time, my body is most likely to forget about that night. 

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