Island Secrets

Never to know

When he came out in a towel, Akinnod had been watching something that she'd usually never even look at. Porn. She had innocently turned the tv on and it was on, the first channel. If Akinnod was honest with herself, it had been interesting. Learning things no one had ever told her about, like how to drive a man crazy it seemed. What she was supposed to sound like, and what he was supposed to sound like. She wasn't turned on but compared it to what she'd heard about loving making, read, and seen on tv. At first she thought the man was in pain, but the more she watched, the more attracted she was to the sound of a man's moans.

"Good God, What are you watching?" Namor's voice scared her so much, she rushed to change the channel. "I-it was on, and I was learning," She stopped mid sentence. She didn't need to explain herself. He wasn't her father, so she turned it back on. "Akin, Don't watch it. That's not what happens. I mean it is but not like that." He reached to turn it off, watering still as droplets ran down his bare chest. "Then tell me what it's like. No one..no one spoke about it to me. I'd overheard from girls in the home of course, but no one told me directly." She stared at his chest, her head whirling with desire and a pressure in her lower stomach told her that her body liked what it saw. No, this can't be what I think it is. Anyone but him. The man I have to see everyday. Anyone else, anything else. Maybe it's a stomach ache! She thought silently as he disappeared in the bathroom and reappeared in pajama pants and a matching shirt that hung open. It's not a stomach ache, is it?

Namor sat next to her watching the cartoon he'd turned to, a cowgirl and an indian man were holding hands. Akin recognized her own voice but apparently he hadn't. "So, will you tell me?" He nodded slowly, "How old are you?" "I'm Nineteen, twenty in two months," Akinnod bit her bottom lip. "You're doing better than I was, Kid," He bit off a swear. She was so young, too young, for his thirty years. "I'm not a child, I've been on my own since I was 12. In and Out of homelessness, enrolled myself in college at 16 graduated a Digital and Fine arts Major at 18. Didn't take any holidays, did classes in summer so I'd have a place to stay. I'm young but far from a child, Mr. Lorch," Her confession had caught his attention.

"Besides, Old man, 10 years isn't a large difference according to my romance novels. And you're only telling me about...what did you call it?" He grinned and replying softly, "Making love. Fine. What do you wanna know?" Akinnod thought about this for a bit before rattling off her first question, "How do you kiss? I've heard that some people use a lot of tongue while others don't use any." Namor's gaze darted directly to Akin's small soft lips, reminding him of a seductive pout, only this pout came naturally and permanently.

"You start without tongue until you both feel the need and passion. You put your lips against his applying a bit of pressure, adding more and more until you can't take it anymore," his finger came up to her soft lips, "then you run your tongue against the bottom lip if you're leading. If not, wait for that then open your mouth slowly." The feeling of his finger entice the same act he had been speaking of. He watched Akin's lips part for him, "Then response will come naturally if they are good kissers." He pulled his finger away from her lips and stared at her for a moment or two. His adam's apple bobbing rapidly had set a tone the Akin couldn't read.

"Next question." Akinnod cleared her throat and sat up straight, "Does it hurt? A girl told me it will the first time and then you get used to the pain." "The first time..it might unless he goes slow enough and to your pace. After that it shouldn't hurt at all, it should feel good. If the guy is good," Namor shrugged at the end of his advice. "Are you good?" Akinnod blushed knowing he couldn't see it. If the question shocked him, she couldn't tell. "I like to think so. No one's come complaining." He looked at her and smiled. "You blush? Didn't think it possible." "It's v-very...wait, you can see it?" The grin on Namor's face was too much, "Yup, next question."