Date: Wed, 27 Jun 2012 17:20:51 -0700 (PDT) From: sjtw69 Subject: Making Movies Making Movies by Stephanie Silver Chapter 1 Lauren Yates had tits the size of oranges. I'm talking those big navel oranges, the ones with the really thick skin that are about as big around as softballs. Suzi, my sister and Lauren's best friend, who was only a year older than me, had tits the size of oranges, too. Except now I'm talking about those smaller oranges, the Valencias, the ones they use for juice that are about the size of a baseball, or maybe a little smaller. But they were a lot softer than a baseball, that's for sure. Lauren's too, while I'm on the subject. I know about Suzi and Lauren's tits from personal experience. Now, Eddie Yates, Lauren's younger brother, who was exactly the same age as my sister, didn't have tits at all. What he had was a really nice dick. It was about the size of a banana, I guess. Six inches long, at least. And probably about as thick around as your typical banana before you take the peel off. I know about him from personal experience, too. My dick, at the time this story took place, was about the size of a banana too. Only now I'm talking about those small, plantain bananas that they have in the fancy produce section of the grocery store. The ones that are only about four or five inches long and about as big around with the peels on as the regular bananas are with the peels off. By the way, my name is Troy. Troy Russell. I'm going to be your narrator today. So, one day, Eddie and I both had boners. Actually, I don't know for sure about Eddie, but I sure did. We had boners together a lot, of course, but the reason we both had boners that particular day was because Suzi and Lauren were standing in front of us with their blouses unbuttoned. And at any moment I expected them to pull them open and show us their tits. Eddie was my closest friend at the time. That's not saying much. In rural Utah, where we grew up, it's not like any of us had much choice. Eddie and Lauren had two more brothers, both younger than me, and Suzi and I had two older brothers, both older than Lauren. That left the four of us in a group kind of by ourselves. Not that I wouldn't have been friends with Eddie anyway. In some ways we had very little in common. But, in one way, possibly the only way that mattered to us, we got along perfectly. We both liked playing sex games. How much did we like playing sex games? A lot. That's all I'm going to say for now. Don't worry, I'll tell you more later. But for now let me get back to the boners and finish the introductions. Lauren was kind of bossy – about what you'd expect from a first child. She had long, blonde hair and blue eyes, with sort of an acne problem. She wasn't the cutest girl in school, but still nice looking. Suzi and I fought liked cats and dogs when we were younger, but by high school, we'd starting getting along really well. At the time this story takes place we had just started going to high school. Who knows? Maybe this experience is what made us so close. Eddie was a nice-looking kid with blond hair and blue eyes, just like his sister. He was tall, with an athletic build. The kind of guy most girls dream about, I suppose. Unless he happens to be your younger brother or next door neighbor. Suzi and I had blonde hair and blue eyes, too - Utah isn't really known for its ethnic diversity, I guess. I normally didn't look at my sister that way, but, yeah, she was pretty nice looking. Her hair was long with just a hint of a curl in it and she had full, round, dimpled cheeks. (The cheeks on her face, not the other ones.) Okay, maybe a little I looked at her that way. Sometimes. So I sort of knew she had tits and about how big they were and that she would probably be fun to see naked. As long as she wasn't your sister. Other than her face, Lauren was also pretty nice to look at. And dream about. She had those big tits, and a cute, sexy ass, and a really sexy smile and pretty eyes. The four of us grew up in rural Utah, like I said. One of our favorite games was fast and testimony meeting. I see the blank looks. It's a Mormon thing. Once a month, on Sunday, on what has to be the s-l-o-w-e-s-t moving Sunday you can imagine, you have fast Sunday. A total misnomer, I know. But fast Sunday doesn't have anything to do with the passage of time. It's where you fast - don't eat - for an entire day. Think it sounds rough? Try doing it when you're twelve years old. And then, at the end of the day, they have a meeting where people bear their testimonies in church. I know. Doesn't sound like an especially fun game does it? Well, some day we'll probably go to hell for doing it, but the game was to pretend we were bearing testimony, and then see who could blubber the most. Or do the best job of imitating someone from the congregation. Well, other times we played baseball, so it's not like fast and testimony meeting was the only game we ever played. Anyway, one day.... we were out playing. Now, normally, Suzi and Lauren would play together, and Eddie and I would play together. And only now and then would all four of us play together. Now, I've already made some hints about what Eddie and I liked to do together. I'm not sure what the girls liked to do together. Well, at least at that time, I wasn't sure. So, one day, we were out playing fast and testimony meeting, sitting in a ditch while the person testifying would get up and stand on the ditch bank and make a fool of themself. There's only so much of that you can do, you know, so.... You know, that's probably the only time we ever played that game, now that I think about it. And, the more I think about it, the more I realize it has nothing to do with this story. Only, it does. I mention the game just to give you an idea of who we were: young teens who grew up in mostly-Mormon Utah. We were expected to go to church on Sunday, and to otherwise live righteous lives. That means sex play was definitely out of the question. Definitely. As in, don't even think about it. And you certainly shouldn't be thinking about doing it with your sister or brother. Only we did think about it. Mostly we thought about sex in general, and not so much the sister-brother stuff, necessarily, but sometimes we thought about the sister-brother stuff, too. And Eddie and I talked about it, too. Mostly sex in general, but sometimes we wondered what our sisters did when they played together, and imagined – hoped - that it was the same thing we liked doing together. So, one day, Eddie and I were out in the shed behind their house, playing. Okay, actually, we were making out. I guess I'm ready to admit that now. Eddie and I liked playing sex with each other. Maybe I should say we loved playing sex games with each other. Possibly we were obsessed with it. It started with sexual curiosity - show me yours and I'll show you mine. Then that turned into play with mine and I'll play with yours. I don't remember exactly when we started doing oral sex on each other, but I'm pretty sure it was before either of us got baptized, and that would have been when we were eight years old, so we started pretty young. I think it was before that, because I kind of remember taking some time off to be pure and righteous for a while afterward before the sexual urges returned. And, let's see.... We first kissed, on the lips, when I was twelve. So, we were in the shed making out. I don't remember just how far along we were. I'm guessing not that far. By that I mean we were probably just kissing and hugging, as opposed to having our pants down around our ankles and Eddie's dick up between my legs. Because that's when the girls caught us. "What are you guys doing?" one of them asked. I think they must have seen something that looked pretty much like what we were doing, but because we were both boys, they couldn't be sure. "Nothing," we replied, quickly separating. Fast-thinking liars we weren't. "It looked like you were kissing each other," Lauren insisted. "What were you doing?" Eddie thought up a tenable lie for what they'd obviously witnessed. "We were making a movie," he said. Apparently satisfied with that answer, Lauren didn't press the issue any further. She asked if we wanted to play with them, and we asked what they were playing. "We could both make movies," said Lauren, "and then we could show them to each other." "What kind of movies?" asked Eddie. Lauren hesitated only a moment. "R-rated ones?" Eddie and I studied the girls. There was no reason to think they weren't completely sincere with their offer. And it offered the remote possibility of seeing their tits. There was no question. We were interested. "Okay, what do we do?" "You two go make your movie. We'll go make ours. Then we'll meet back here and put them on for each other." "What do the movies have to be about?" I asked, hoping they'd suggest at least partial nudity of some kind. "Anything you want," said Lauren. "We can have a contest to see whose movie is the best." Well, we agreed, of course. Why would two horny boys turn down an offer to see two girls naked? Even if those two girls were their sisters. Frankly, though, Eddie and I had no ideas for a movie. None. Zero. Nada. So we did what two horny boys would do in a situation like that. We spied on the girls. What we saw both surprised and aroused us. Lauren and Suzi were doing ballet-like leaps across the back lawn with their blouses unbuttoned. Each time they jumped, their blouses would open up. Unfortunately for us, they were facing away from us when they jumped, so we weren't seeing anything. But we were pretty excited to see their movie later. The movies, by the way, were just pretend movies. No actual movie projectors or movie cameras were used in the making of this story. In case anyone was wondering about that. Well, the time finally came, and Eddie and I put on our pathetic show. It was something like a scene from Planet of the Apes, with the two of us circling around facing each other and acting like apes. Okay, so we weren't screenplay writers either. In hindsight, I think our performance was minor genius. It expressed our feelings in a clear and unquestionable manner. We were horny. The girls, however, had actually put some thought into their performance. I won't say it had a plot, but there was a script, of sorts, and a legitimate attempt at acting. Unfortunately, all that was totally lost on us. We were just waiting for the scene where they did ballet leaps with their blouses open. I had a boner, for certain. I could feel it making a lump in my pants. Of course, until the girls actually showed something, I knew I had to keep it hidden. Suzi was my sister after all, and she had the power to make my life miserable at home by telling on me. I could just imagine my father finding out that I had a hard-on looking at my sister and the girl next door. Dead would be an understatement. Of course, trying to explain that I just thought they were going to show us their tits.... Well, I never really considered what would happen if I said that. To tell the truth , I wasn't thinking too much beyond the obvious: I'd be in big trouble if Suzi told on me, and I was just seconds away from seeing real tits. The scene for their pretend-movie was the girls' locker room at school, and gym class was just ending. Lauren was the gym teacher, and Suzi was just finishing dressing. She had her blouse unbuttoned while Lauren acted as if she were reading from a clipboard. "Suzi, are you wearing a bra today?" she asked. Suzi put on a worried look and pulled her blouse closed. "Yes," she said in a voice that sounded like a lie. "Let's see." Reluctantly, Suzi opened her blouse and showed Lauren what she was wearing, or not wearing, beneath her blouse. She didn't show us. Lauren frowned and pretended to make a note on the pretend clipboard she pretended to carry. "That's your third demerit this month, Suzi. Give me ten pushups." My sister got down and did her ten pushups – girl style, the way girls did them in those days, with her knees touching the floor – letting her blouse fall open beneath her, but continuing to show Eddie and me nothing of real interest. Still, we remained hopeful. When she finished her ten pushups, Suzi slowly rose, carefully pulling her blouse closed before we could see anything. It was still mezmerizing. We had come that close to seeing a real girl's tits! It was enough to give hormone-laden, but sex-poor, boys like us major boners. I don't know if it made my pants stick out, and, to be honest, I wasn't paying that much attention to what effect it might be having on Eddie, but I can't imagine the girls didn't notice something. Suzi slowly finished buttoning her blouse, and Lauren asked whose movie we thought was the best. Well, we might have been lousy screenplay writers and worse actors, but we could judge quality, and the answer to that was obvious. "You guys," we said, almost in unison. Lauren grinned. "Okay, that means we get to help you make your movie better." Childhood hierarchies are interesting. Lauren was the oldest, and that meant she was right most of the time. In this case, she was also the winner, and that meant she could pretty much demand whatever she wanted from us, the losers. To the victor go the spoils, as they say. It never occurred to either of us to argue. She was older and they won. Case closed. She asked us what our movie had been trying to show, and I explained that it was a scene we'd borrowed from Planet of the Apes. Since she had seen the real movie, she was able to think for a moment or two, and figure out exactly which scene it was. "So you were doing the scene where they're in the cage and he's doing the mating ritual dance around the woman?" Well, she had us there. We could either agree that's what we had been trying to do, or admit that we were basically brainless when it came to making movies. I guess we could have come up with our own interpretation, but.... In hindsight, all I can say is that the brains in our heads weren't the ones doing the thinking at that particular moment. "Uh, yeah," I said, and Eddie nodded in agreement. Lauren shook her head sadly. "Okay, let's try it again, but this time I'll be the director." I suspect Lauren was considering a future career in Holly wood at that point in her life. "First," she said, looking at me, "I take it you're going to be the woman, and Eddie's going to be the man?" I looked at Eddie. In our sex play, that's pretty much the roles we took, so there wasn't much point in discussing it. "Yeah," I said. Lauren directed me to crouch down while Eddie circled around me, swinging his arms and acting like an ape. "That's good," said Lauren, "Now keep going around in a circle, but keep making the circle smaller. And Troy, you keep turning to face him." We did as she directed, until we were pretty much as close as we could get. "Now what?" asked Eddie. I really don't think Lauren got a gleam in her eye at that particular moment. I'm sure it was just the way the afternoon sun was shining. I'm sure she still had no idea how involved Eddie and I were in sex play with one another. "Well," she said slowly, "since this is a courtship and mating ritual, she..." - and here she pointed at me - "...lets you take her hand, and then she stands up." We did that - held hands - and waited while Lauren looked at us, and this time I'm pretty sure it was a gleam in her eye and not the sun. "And then, you have to kiss." Suzi and Lauren were giggling at our predicament. How had we let ourselves get talked into this? I know we could have argued, but.... it just didn't seem like we had anything to argue. She was older and they'd won. We either had to do it, or be cheaters. Okay, actually, it was probably more a case where we either did it, and hoped it eventually led to some female nudity, or didn't do it, in which case the game, and the possibility of female nudity would be pretty much out of the question. Buying time, I asked, "On the lips?" Lauren and Suzi exchanged glances. "Yes," said Lauren authoritatively. Buying more time, Eddie said we would do it, but we wanted to start from the beginning and then we'd do the kiss at the end. So, that's what we did. He circled around me again, while my sister and Lauren watched, swinging his arms like an ape, as we got ready to kiss each other right in front of them. When our lips actually touched, Lauren and Suzi clapped and cheered. We made it a short kiss. No sense in giving them any idea that it wasn't our first time kissing. At that point, Lauren declared that our movie was the best one, so far, and then suggested that we should see about making their movie better. * * * * * As it turned out, though, what we ended up doing was to switch a couple of the roles around. Suzi took over my role in the mating ritual scene, while I took over Lauren's role with the imaginary clipboard in the imaginary locker room. And Lauren, of course, had to fill in for Suzi in the locker room scene, since that would otherwise have left Suzi doing all the work and Lauren doing nothing. And the point was, I guess since we had been such good sports with the kissing and all, they were actually going to let us see their tits this time. So, with my imaginary clipboard in hand, I had Lauren stand in front of me and said, "Lauren, are you wearing a bra today?" And, truth be told, if the story had ended right there, I think I would have been extremely satisfied. Just the words, just he thought, of asking Lauren that question, was arousing. But that's not where the story ends. Lauren made a worried face, the way Suzi had done when it was her playing the role of the braless gym student and pulled her blouse tighter around her. "Yes," she lied. Yes! She lied. `Cause, as I was about to find out, she wasn't wearing a bra at all. "Let's see," I said. And here you could repeat what I said a moment ago about the mere words I was able to speak being sufficient to satisfy me. With pretended reluctance, Lauren slowly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open. (~ahem~) I said, P-U-L-L-E-D I-T O-P-E-N! And just like that, I was seeing that Lauren, indeed was not wearing a bra, and that... Well, I have no idea what else. I totally forgot my lines and whatever else I was supposed to be doing. All I could do was stare. And gulp. And stare some more. Suzi reminded me to tell her to do ten pushups, so I mumbled, "Do ten pushups," as I continued to stare. Lauren made no effort to conceal her breasts from me as she knelt down to do her pushups. And then she stood, and after giving me one last look, slowly closed her blouse and buttoned it back up. I was very aware that my erection was quite evident to everyone at that point. After that it was time for Suzi and Eddie to do their scene. I was still in mostly a daze after what I'd just seen, so Lauren did the directing. She would have done the directing one way it another of course. I mostly just watched and pretended to be the cameraman. Well, things got interesting real fast when Lauren directed Suzi to unbutton her blouse. This was an R- rated movie, after all, and for an R- rating, we knew we needed some gratuitous female nudity. Suzi did as she said, unbuttoning her blouse and glancing at me as she did. Well, yeah, of course I planned on looking. And, no, I had no intentions of telling our parents on her. I'd be in just as much trouble as her if I did that. I can just imagine. You were making what kind of movies!? We'd both be grounded for like forever. But I did look forward to catching a glimpse of my sister's breasts, and was mentally getting ready to compare then to all the other female breasts I'd seen in my life. That would be Lauren's, by the way. With her shirt undone, Suzi knelt and faced Eddie, who started moving in a circle around her. And getting a good look at my sister's tits in the process, I figured. I only got a glimpse of some flesh that I knew I wasn't supposed to be seeing, a gentle feminine curve and what I hoped was a darker pink region indicating a nipple. It was hard to tell for sure since she kept moving the whole time and her shirt kept blocking my view. Taking her role as director seriously, Lauren interrupted the action after just one circle from Eddie, saying, "Cut| Cut|" What? Lauren thought for a minute, putting her hands up to her mouth, thinking. "It doesn't look right, she said. "Something's wrong." She thought another moment, then said, "Suzi, you need to take your shirt off." "You didn't take your shirt off," my sister protested. "My movie was different, Lauren explained. "Yours, you shouldn't have a shirt on at all. It looks wrong." Suzi hesitated, obviously uncomfortable with being the only one that naked. "Shouldn't he at least take his shirt off too," she suggested. We voted on it. Lauren, of course, gave us our choices and conducted the election results. "All in favor of Eddie taking his shirt off, say `aye.'" Lauren raised her hand and Eddie and the rest of us followed suit. None of us actually said the word aye. Although if we had, we most likely would have said "me" instead of "aye", not knowing any better. That motion passed, so Eddie stated taking his shirt off. I think Eddie voted for him taking his shirt off for a couple of reasons. One, it put pressure on Suzi to take hers off. And, recall, our real goal in all this was to get to see naked girls. Shirt or no shirt didn't really matter to Eddie, a boy, at that point, but if it helped get Suzi out of hers, then he was all for it. The other reason, I suppose, was to agree with Lauren. She was in charge, and we all knew it. If he, or any of us, were considering rebellion, we'd better make sure we had some pretty good reasons for it, Of course, there were reasons for voting no. At least one reason that I could think of. Getting caught. With just Suzi's shirt undone, chances were if someone, meaning a parent, were to surprise us by suddenly walking in, we could probably stall long enough for her to get decent again, and no one would ever know. But with Eddie shirtless, and with Suzi hopefully soon to be shirtless as well, it would be harder to stall and hide what was going on from our parents. But why vote for the improbable cautious route when a little boldness offered such great rewards? That decided, Lauren continued, "All in favor of Suzi taking her shirt off?" Eddie and I raised our hands. I suppose you pretty much knew that. Lauren looked at Suzi with a look of... I won't call it triumph, and it wasn't exactly sadness either. I guess it was just a look of what else did you expect? Suzi hesitated, and looked at me for a second before complying. I tell you, I felt bad. I felt like maybe I had betrayed her somehow. What can I say? I voted my desires. And my desires were to get a better look. But for a second or two I did actually consider changing my vote. Rebelling. Not that it would have done any good. That would have made it two to two, and Lauren's two would have outweighed our two, so the result would have been the same. Maybe. Anyway, outvoted, my sister slowly slid her shirt back on her shoulders, drawing it open, and giving all of us a nice look at her tits. Then she let it fall down, catching it before it hit the ground. It's a point of discussion which of them had the more attractive looking breasts. Indeed, Eddie and I did discuss it upon occasion at a later date. I say it was my sister. While Lauren's tits were bigger, Suzi's were perkier. In my opinion, size is over-rated, and perkiness is the most important consideration. Add to that nipple size. Lauren's breasts were capped with rather largish and dark brown nipples, while my sister's nipples were smallish and pink. I was in love. Oh, wait, except this was my sister we're talking about and that tended to dampen my enthusiasm just a little. But only a little. With both our actors at last properly un-attired, the scene continued, with Eddie circling my now half-naked sister, slowly getting closer and closer until he was practically on top of her. At that point Suzi rose to her feet and moved into Eddie's arms for the climactic kiss. I watched her bare breasts press against Eddie's bare chest and could only imagine how that must feel. Yes, my cock was definitely at full attention then. I think they kissed longer than they needed to. Certainly longer than Eddie and I had kissed when we'd done the same scene. And Eddie would never tell me fir sure - he'd just wink and tell me it wasn't for him to say - but I'm pretty sure it turned into an open mouth kiss. My sister was French kissing a guy! A shirtless guy! While she was shirtless herself! It was incredible! Way better than playing testimony meeting.