When
I was in the closet, a long, long time ago, I once cooked dinner
with my best friend, on whom I had the biggest crush. I had an entirely
incredible time that night. We got messy, throwing flour and such everywhere,
and I would've loved to have cleaned up afterwards by taking a shower with
him, his naked body right there with mine.
Flash forward ten years, subtract the gay guy, add two straight guys
instead, and a video camera, and voila! <g> Of course, arriving at the
loft, the guys immediately noticed the kitchen counter full of baking materials,
but I had them sit down for a quick little interview on camera first.
During the interview, I couldn't help but notice that Brett's eyes looked
like he might have been talking to his friend Mary Jane before he arrived.
Dean, of course, was perky and ready
to go, looking great, but Brett looked a bit, well, stoned... all part
of his goofball don't-take-life-too-seriously attitude, I guess. I'll still
take him. <g>
The funniest part of the interview, though, at least in hindsight, was when
I mentioned Dean's bedroom solo Spurt video. Brett responded, "I don't
know Dean." I thought he said he didn't know the video, so I just
kept talking, but Dean heard him correctly and chuckled. Oh well, sometimes
we're all bad with names... but hopefully not with names of people
who've had our hard dick riding in their ass crack,
who are sitting right next to us at the moment. <g>
Anyway, quick interview done, we headed on into the kitchen where I had the
guys put on their aprons. Of course, before they put their aprons on, they
had to take their clothes off... <G>
With
the guys wearing just aprons and their underwear, I had them slide
their boxers off... then turn around so the camera could see their backsides.
Well, at least I tried to do that. These two aren't exactly fridigly nervous
on camera, and as such, don't follow each command to the letter. <g>
Starting the process of making a chocolate cake from scratch, Brett read
the instructions while Dean found the ingredients and put them in the
bowl. I had to supervise in the way only a gay guy could... like insuring
they used real butter instead of the vegetable oil spread. <G>
Most of my attentions, though, admittedly weren't on the cake.
A bend here, a flying under the apron check... and seeing Brett's balls
hang below were where I focused.
Dean began his task of creaming the butter when I told Brett I thought his
apron was on backwards.
"Alright, I just don't want any extra ingredients to fall in that cake."
<g> With his apron now forming a cape, Super Naked Chef was born!
<G>
Close up of dicks and actual cake construction later, the ingredients
started flying...
Cake batter spewed out of the bowl as Dean mixed the ingredients then
with a backwards apron shift for Dean too, the two of them became "The
Super Power Naked Chefs." <g>
A bit later, I was comparing Brett's balls to chicken eggs. Brett
thought the eggs beat him, but I'm not so sure... those puppies are BIG.
<g>
And
as time went on, the batter kept flying out of the bowl, and Brett retaliated
with a pinch of flour. A pinch was followed by a dash, and then Dean's
head became a virtual sundae as Brett sprayed whipped cream on top.
Measuring the flour for the cake with his hand, the cake batter was
becoming more and more enticing by the moment. <g>
Dean retaliated with flour back at Brett, an egg was slammed against
Dean's ass, and I
started getting caught in the crossfire.
Of course, it wasn't long before I lent a helping hand to knock off some
of the flour on Brett's dick, and Brett continued the out-of-the-bowl
cake creation by pouring milk down Dean's frontside. <g>
Then... well, the downside of using one camera reared it's ugly head. When
I sat the camera on the counter to wipe the ingredients off my hand, the camera
inadvertently knocked against the hard surface causing the audio to
go out.
The finishing process of mixing the cake, parchment lining the pans, and
putting the cakes in the oven is a visual one only. Of course, even missing
the audio, you still see Brett getting whip cream in his ass crack
and the not-so-off-camera process of swapping the cakes they made for the
ones I pre-cooked for the sake of time... like a real cooking show.
<G>
Before the decorating begins, though, the audio returns.
Then, with Brett and Dean both totally naked, covered in flour, cocoa,
and batter, the guys finished decorating the cake
And headed on into the shower.
The shower went on and the guys had continued horseplay; Dean throwing
body wash at me and the two of them just generally being goofballs, then...
"Well, ok, you two shower together, by yourselves, and I'll be back,
after I get this crap out of my hair..."
The camera on the tripod, I went to get the glop of body wash out of my hair and rinse off
my hand. "Shower by yourselves quietly," I left them.
With all the oil-thick icing Brett had gotten on himself, Dean apparently
thought he might need help. "You've got a shitload on your back."
As Dean scrubbed Brett's back... well... ten seconds later when I walked
in, I loudly proclaimed, "Hey, wait. Now you got a hard-on. How did
that happen?!?"
Shower done, the guys headed up to the bedroom where I had two
options waiting for them to finish the video.
I gave them choice B first.
B) "You guys have to blow each other for two minutes, and then
finish up with three minutes of like the late-night skinamax, sorta making
out, rolling around. You know, making it look good... sorta like what
you did before with Trevor."
They were pretty quiet reactionwise.
And then I gave them choice A. <g>
A) "Here I have a little box of finger condoms. So, uh, so choice A
is for you to wear a finger condom and sorta finger fuck Dean's butt."
Yes, boys and girls, those were the two options.
Of course, with the benefit of Dean's self-preservation viewpoint,
it was revealed that choice A was a little one sided in Brett's
favor.
We discussed things a bit more and, uh, I'm thinking pictures DEFINATELY
work better than words at this point. <G>
Of course, if you'd just watch the hour long video,
you'd see everything that happens. You'd be enjoying
it a lot more, too. In fact, you'd be producing a little cake batter of
your own. No doubt about it.
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