MR. BAD GUY (ENGLISH VERSION)

SPREAD YOUR WINGS

Chris couldn't reply "Yes". He didn't know him. He shrugged looking at him, questioning. Enzo held one of his hands in his own hands again and interlace his fingers. Chris could barely breathe. He remembered his love declaration and began to shake.

- Let's get undressed -he proposed naturally after he got all the air out of his lungs, with a deep sigh. However his voice lacked any innuendo.

- Enzo -said Chris in barely audible voice.

- What?

- There's no cameras rolling, no technical crew, no lightning crew, no...

- Noone. Only you and I matter. Two people who must to get undressed in front of the cameras, in front of a lot of foreigh people, in front of anybody who are going to see the movie. And I think there will be estimated at several millions.

- What do you propose?

- You and I must get undressed ourselves and look at each other naked.

- Is this a new technique which you have been advised?

- Maybe tomorrow nobody will get undressed if everything starts off properly. But, if not? We must be ready.

- It misses the entire context, just you and I on our own.

- Yeah, I am aware. Trust me, I'll be the first to get undressed. Is that all right with you?

Chris nodded but he had a lot of doubts. Enzo got to his feet and took off his sneakers. Afterwards peeled off his socks. Chris stared at his big and bony feet. Then he took off his t-shirt with a quick movement. Chris was mesmerized at his beautiful hairy chest. His thin but strong arms and his amazing hands. Very big hands, with long fingers like asparagus.

- You are fit -he couldn't help but saying.

- Niall is -he said resigned.

Chris stood now in front of him. He also took off his shoewear and his socks.

- Take off your t-shirt, come on -Enzo commanded him but his gaze was clear so he obeyed. He threw it to the chair.

Enzo stared at him for a moment. He had a very pale skin. A perfect hairless chest. Enzo returned to the "attack". He dropped his wide sweatpants. He was stark naked but his underpants in front of him. He looked at him tenderly as Chris looked at his waist. So narrow. He was so beautiful that he found hard keeping a cool head. Suddenly he dropped his underpants. Now he was stark naked. Enzo wasn't embarrased, he seemed very proud of his body, he took pride to show it to him with no shame. That idea saddened Chris. He felt himself ashamed. He blushed.

- I'm sorry, I... -stuttered

- Go on, get undressed. Come on.

- No, is just... For Christ sake, I am not comfortable.

- I am not either.

- You don't care.

- That's not true. How can you think this way?

- You have an amazing body. It's easy for you exposing.

- This is not about exhibition. We are going to work a lot of time naked. Don't you think we must root it out our reserves from the very beginning?

- Yes, I do.

- Then trust me. Take off your pants.

Chris pressed lightly his lips. His breath was irregular but he tried to calm down. He undid the button from his waist and pull down his zipper. He wanted to do it quickly but he couldn't find the skill. At last he took it off. Enzo stared at his legs. They were long and very pale. His skin was so inmaculate that he felt like touching it. The inappropiate thought ashamed him.