A Horse In The Dugout Part 2

She sat with him on one side of the table. Darien and Maria sat on the other side.

"You wanna kiss me?" Iris said.

"Yeah."

She scooted close to him on the seat and turned herself sideways.

"First, you gotta go slow, right?" she said.

Ethan nodded. Her lips were puffy and moist. She licked them again as if to make sure. He couldn't wait to feel them pressing against his own lips. He closed his eyes and leaned toward her. Their lips touched, softly at first, and he pressed harder. He remembered her instructions to go slow, but he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do slowly, especially when he was ready to explode.

He stuck his tongue out and touched her lips. Iris pulled back.

"Not yet. Remember, go slow," she said. She touched the soft, fleshy area at the corner of her mouth. "Kiss me here."

Ethan touched his lips to the area where she pointed. Her finger moved down to her neck beneath her chin.

"Now kiss me here."

Ethan tilted his head to the side and kissed Iris' neck where her finger pointed. She gasped.

"Here," she whispered, pointing to her neck behind her ear.

Ethan brushed her hair aside, turned her head in both hands, and touched his lips to her neck, letting them linger on the warm, soft skin by her ear.

Iris sighed. Her trembling hands touched his chest.

"You're gonna do just fine," she said. "Now put your tongue in my mouth."

She turned her chin up slightly and her lips parted. Ethan glanced at Darien and Maria. They were watching intently, both with sly smiles. He leaned forward until his lips touched Iris'. He let them part and poked his tongue out, remembering to go slow. His tongue touched her lips. They parted wider. His tongue pushed deeper, touched her teeth, and found her tongue.

Iris moaned. Her fingers dug into the muscles of his chest. Ethan slipped his arm around her waist and her back arched. She was soft around the middle. He longed to put his hand on her chest to feel the softness of her large boobs, but he resisted out of fear. She might not want him to touch her there, and if he made her mad she might not let him kiss her anymore.

Their lips ground against each other's and his tongue twirled with her's in her mouth. She finally pulled away, panting. Ethan wiped the saliva from around his mouth. He was breathing hard, as well, and his heart was pounding.

"That's pretty good, yeah," Iris said between deep breaths.

"Dude, when you're making out, you gotta grab for her tits, like this," Darien said.

He leaned over to kiss Maria with his lips puckered. His hands grabbed the swollen mounds at the front of her sweater. Maria shrieked and slapped at his hands.

"Darien, stop it. Someone's going to see us," she said, squealing with laughter.

Darien looked around and pointed at the parked car. "Who, them? They're making out. What the hell do they care?"

"That's not the point."

"That is the point," Darien said. He locked his lips on Maria's, held her around the waist with one arm to keep her still, and molded her breasts in his other hand. Maria squirmed, but could not get away.

Ethan looked at Iris. Her fingers pinched his nipples through his shirt. She was looking up at him with wide eyes and a playful grin.

"You can touch mine, if you want," she said in a whisper, and stuck out her chest.

Ethan's nervous hands shook. He brought them up from around Iris' waist and they hovered over her large breasts. He touched her and squeezed. Her soft flesh yielded under his fingers. Iris moaned and closed her eyes. Ethan kissed her again.

Their lips smacked. Iris' hand drifted down his front to his lap and settled on the hard ridge in the leg of his jeans. Her fingers moved from the base to the head and squeezed. Ethan groaned in her mouth and kissed her deeper.

"Jesus, Ethan, don't swallow her," Darien said.

Ethan broke away quickly and blushed. He couldn't look Darien in the face.

"You don't have to eat a chick to prove what a man you are," Darien said.

"Well, he might," Iris said. She stared down at his lap, where her hand stroked his erection. "But probably not this one."

She motioned to Maria and they leaned over the table. Iris whispered something in her ear. Maria giggled.

"What?" Ethan said.

Maria's eyes looked at Ethan sideways, and she was grinning. She whispered something in Darien's ear. He laughed.

"What?" Ethan said.

"She said you got a big hard-on," Darien said, still laughing.

"I said this poor kid's got a boner my brother would kill for," Iris said.

"Who's your brother?"

"Charlie. Charlie Garner. You know him, don't you?"

Ethan shook his head.

"He's the fag," Darien said.

Iris made a cross face and swiped at him, but he simply leaned away.

"He's not a fag, he's just gay," she said.

"What do you think fag means?"

"What does it mean?" Ethan said.

They all stared at him with blank faces. They looked at each other like they couldn't believe what he just said.

"Means he likes to fuck guys."

"Don't be so crude," Maria said, with a disgusted face.

"There's nothing wrong with being gay," Iris said. She stuck her chin out like she was ready to fight.

Darien's face turned sour, like he had a bad taste in his mouth and was looking for a place to spit.

"Yeah there is. It's sick," he said.

The table became quiet. Ethan couldn't think of what to say. He tried to imagine how two guys could have sex with each other and could not see how it was possible. He wanted to ask Darien to explain, but not if he hated it so much. Besides, he didn't want to look more dumb than he already did.

"I don't think it's sick. I think it's kinky," Maria said. She and Iris giggled.

Darien looked at her with a disgusted face. "You're sick, too."

"No I'm not. I'd like to watch two guys doing it with each other."

"Oh God," Darien said.

"Not me. Watching two guys fuck does not turn me on," Iris said.

They all looked at Ethan.

"What?" he said, and they laughed.

"I bet you'd like to watch two girls get it on, wouldn't you?" Iris said.

"Most guys do," Maria said.

"Hell yeah, two hot chicks, nothing better," Darien said.

Ethan looked from one to the other, trying to figure out what they were talking about. No image formed in his mind except something with two girls sitting on a bed, naked, touching each other and kissing. His back straightened.

"What about me and Maria?" Iris said, and the girls giggled.

"No way. No girlfriend of mine is into that kind of shit," Darien said. He held his arm across the table, as if to shield Maria from an assault. "Why don't you pay attention to my boy over here?"

Iris looked at Ethan, from his face to his lap. "What do you want me to do?"

"Why don't you jerk him off?" Darien said.

"Right here?" Ethan said, looking around.

Maria gasped. "Darien, are you crazy?"

"Come on, I dare you," Darien said, grinning at Iris.

She smirked. "Why don't I just give him a blowjob?"

"A blowjob?" Ethan said. His penis twitched.

"Why don't you fuck him?" Darien said. "You're the one who got him hot."

"If I fuck him, that's my business." She grabbed Ethan's hand and jerked him to his feet. "Come on, let's go over there." She pointed to the baseball field.

"The dugout?"

"Yeah, whatever the hell you call it."

"What are we going to do?"

Iris stopped and looked straight into his eyes. "What do you think?"

She jerked his arm again and he had no choice but to follow. He looked back at the table. Darien was grinning and Maria had a shocked look on her face, her mouth and eyes wide open.

Iris dragged him through the narrow opening in the fence and around the green wall where the dugout faced the field. She stopped suddenly and Ethan bumped into her. Someone was already in the dugout, another couple, at the far end of the bench. The guy was sitting on the bench, and the girl, a skinny girl with long blonde hair, was on her knees between his spreahod legs. Her elbows were draped over his legs, and his penis was in her mouth. They both looked up at the same time.

"Hi," Iris said with a quick wave.

The girl went back to sucking the guy's dick. He watched Iris and Ethan a moment longer and put his hand on top of the girl's head, ignoring them like they were alone.

"Sit down right here," Iris said, and pushed Ethan on the bench.