Date: Thu, 19 Apr 2018 11:30:08 -0600 From: Mark Holfmore Subject: An Unexpected Turn of Events Part 2 An Unexpected Turn of Events Part 2 A day or two passed since the sleepover and even though I tried to push any thought about what had happened that night, the memories would creep back into my mind every now and then. My body certainly remembered it well since each time I had a hard on, which as a 12 year-old boy was quite frequently, and started stroking, all I could think of was how good it had felt to press my cock against Paul's ass and soon I'd reach another wonderful orgasm. At the same time, things were pretty busy at my house since we were preparing to have my grandparents visit in a few days. My mom made us all clean everything in the house, so as a result, I didn't have many opportunities to hang out with Ray. Finally, after I had cleaned my room, the tv/game room, and helped my dad clean the garage, my mom let me have a break. I quickly walked across the street to Ray's house. When I knocked at the door, Paul answered and let me inside. I passed by their dad who waved at me as he went from his workroom to the kitchen. "Where's Ray?" I asked Paul. "He had to go to the dentist, but he should be back soon," Paul answered. "If you want, we can hang out and play video games or read comic books until he gets home." I really didn't want to play video games with Paul because he wasn't was much of a challenge to play against, so I said that reading comic books was fine with me. "Cool!" Paul exclaimed. "I just got the new Batman. Do you want to see it?" Paul knew that I was a big Batman fan, unlike his brother who preferred The Avengers, so of course I wanted to read the latest volume of the Dark Knight. I was so excited about it that my mind didn't really register the fact that Paul was leading me into his room. I had hardly ever went there, and I was actually surprised to see how neat it was. Ray is a total pig and I guess I thought that his brother would be one too. Paul reached under his bed a pulled out a box that contained a thick stack on comic books. He pulled out the top one and handed it to me and then grabbed another one for himself. At this point, his dad popped his head into the doorway. "Oh there you are, Paul! I just found out that I need to go into the office. Ray and your mother are not going to be back for another couple of hours, so do you think you can look after yourself until then?" "Sure Dad," Paul replied as I glared at him. "Besides, Mark is here so we should be okay." A look of relief spread across his dad's face. "Oh yeah, hi again Mark! Well, good. I'm glad you're here. You don't mind hanging out with Paul until his brother gets back?" "Oh no, Mr. Stephens," I answered while Paul smiled mischievously up at me. "We're just reading comic books." "Good! Good! Okay, Boyo, I'm off! And thanks Mark!" After his dad left the room, I turned to Paul. "I thought you said that Ray would be home soon?" Paul covered his face with his comic book giggled. "I thought you wouldn't stay if I told you he'd be gone for so long." "Well you thought right," I responded. But as soon as I did, a part of my mind wondered if it would have mattered. As I mentioned in Part 1, I didn't mind Paul and maybe I even liked him a little. I certainly liked reading his comic books, especially the one in my hands, and something prompted me to admit that. "Okay, I take that back. Maybe it wouldn't have mattered. Maybe it doesn't matter that Ray isn't here." At that, I stopped glaring at Paul and looked at him closely. He was lying on his stomach on his bed, his comic book in front of him with a wide grin on his face. "Good!" he said. "I was hoping we could have some fun together, and now that my dad is gone, we can have some privacy too!" I was a little flabbergasted at that last statement. A part of me knew what he really meant, but a part of me also thought that just reading comic books was fun. Why would we need privacy for that? But then Paul stood up, put his comic book on his nearby desk, and then took his shorts off. It was still pretty warm outside, though not as hot as the day and night of the sleepover in Part 1, so once again I didn't register that anything was strange about this. However, taken along with his last statement, something was definitely up. At the very least, this realization registered in my body since my cock was suddenly erect. As Paul lay back down on his stomach on the bed, his shorts off but his briefs still on, I covered my lap with the Batman comic and tried not to look at Paul. However, out of the corner of my eye I could see that he had retrieved his comic from the desk and was apparently reading it as intently as I hoped I appeared to be reading mine. He had gone back to lying on his stomach, and his brief-covered ass was clearly visible. I noticed that he was wearing Captain America briefs. Why was he wearing Captain America? That's Ray's thing, I thought. Then the absurdity of the thought occurred to me. Why did I even notice what kind of underwear he was wearing? I never even noticed those things before, let alone cared about it. Why was I even looking at Paul's ass in the first place? Of course, my mind wandered back to the events of the night of the sleepover, and my erection became almost painful at this point. I remembered how soft his ass had felt when I touched it, and the ecstacy I experienced when I took off my underwear and rubbed my cock between his ass cheeks. I started breathing heavily, and when I looked over at him, Paul was smiling again. "You can touch it," he said, "if you want to." I knew exactly what he meant, but the thought was still difficult to register. Did he really mean that I could touch his ass? As if in reply, he wiggled it slightly and giggled. Just like the other night, a part of my mind seemed to be separated from everything that was going on while another part guided my actions. I slowly twisted my body toward him and at the same time I reached over with my left hand to touch his ass. It was as soft as I remembered, and now I was able to look at it in the light of day so to speak. Even with his underwear on, his ass seemed perfect to me, and with this thought my cock became even harder, (if that was even possible at this point). I so much wanted to see his bare ass now, but I waited to see his reaction to my hand on it instead. This time, Paul didn't simply purr but actually moaned at my touch, and his moaning only increased as I began rubbing my hand over his ass. Yet I still wasn't sure what to do next. I so wanted to yank his underwear down, but I was afraid of both his reaction as well as my own. Luckily, Paul help make the decision for me. "You can take them off," he said softly and I smiled in anticipation. However, instead of pulling them off quickly, I slowly moved the fingers of both my hands underneath the waistband of his briefs and then slowly started pulling them down. Paul raise his hips off the bed, giving me easier access. When his perfect little globes were finally revealed, I gasped and my breathing became even louder. It seemed as though his breathing did too, and this was confirmed when I touched his ass and began rubbing it again. I could have done than all day, but luckily (in a sense) Paul had other ideas. He turned on his side and for the first time, I saw his cock, the cock that I had touched and stroked that night. Seeing his cock reminded me that he was a boy, my best friend's little brother. Not having a brother of my own, I didn't get to see other boy's cocks very often. In fact, I don't think I ever managed to see Ray's cock before, or if I did I didn't pay much attention to it. Being younger, Paul's cock was smaller than my own, but we were both circumcised and figured that Ray probably was too. Paul had to have noticed how I was staring at his cock because he finally spoke. "Let me see yours." My awareness finally returned to my own cock which was straining to get out of the confines of my shorts and underwear. I quickly stood up and realized that I needed to take off my shoes first, so I sat down again. With my shoes and socks off, I pushed down my shorts and stood for a few seconds with my cock tenting out my briefs. Then I pushed those down and stepped out my underwear. Now we were both naked from the waste down, but not for long. Paul sat up and pulled off his t-shirt and that was all I needed to take mine off as well. Once again, I wondered what to do. A part of me wanted to take him in my arms and kiss him, but I wasn't sure that I was ready for that yet. Instead, Paul lay back down on the bed, his ass in the air. "Do what you did that night," he said as though he could read my mind because that was the first thing I thought off when I saw his ass again. Since he was facing towards the headboard, I had easier access than I would have had earlier when we we both facing the other way. All I had to do was crawl onto the bed and hover over him. The sight of my rock hard cock pointing above his ass was such a turn on that I almost came then, and I even started shaking in anticipation. But I didn't want to cum right away, so I took a couple deep breaths and slowly lowered my cock in between the cheeks of his ass. The feeling was just as incredible as I remembered. I couldn't get over how soft his skin was as his cheeks enveloped my cock. After a few moments, I began moving up and down, the head of my cock sliding above his asshole. I could feel how hot his asshole was, and Paul began moaning louder as my cock went back and forth over that spot. Thank God no one was home because we both started moaning so loudly that we would never have kept our sexual encounter a secret. But it wasn't too long before I could feel my orgasm start to build and I knew I couldn't hold on any longer. I began to shake uncontrollably and I almost yelled out when the peak hit me. Exhausted, I collapsed on top of Paul who just lay there as I grasped onto his shoulders. This was also quite wonderful, my naked front again his naked back but since I didn't want to crush him, I soon rolled over to lay on my side next to him. We were both still breathing deeply, and then he turned on his side to face me. I thought maybe his was going to kiss me again, and I actually wanted him to, but instead he crawled down and suddenly did the unexpected and put my cock in his mouth! I think he knew that since I had just came, I wasn't as ready to do anything for him and that the best thing to do was to turn me on some more. My cock became hard again in record time, but I wasn't sure how quickly I'd be able to cum again since I had never tried to have a second orgasm so soon after a first one. I was so thoroughly turned on that I didn't hesitate when Paul suggested that I suck his cock at the same time. It seemed completely natural to turn around so that we were both head to toe in what I later learned was the sixty-nine position. I looked closely at his cock for a few moments and although small, it actually seemed beautiful to me. I was surprised how good it also tasted and I quickly took all of it in my mouth while Paul resumed sucking me. I don't know how long we spent sucking each other; all I knew was that I was beginning to enjoy it almost as much as I enjoyed humping his ass. He of course was the first to cum, and I could feel him trembling in my mouth which only made me want to suck him harder. Paul moaned loudly as he came, and the vibrations of his mouth pushed me over the edge into orgasm. Thoroughly exhausted, I just lay there afterward until he crawled around to face me. This time, when he kissed me I didn't hesitate and we kissed and rubbed our hands over each other, heightening the euphoria of our orgasms. After what seemed like hours, we finally stopped and just looked at each other. "I'm glad we finally had a chance to have some fun together," Paul said, still smiling. "Now we just have to find a time to do it with Ray." The implications of his words still took me by surprised, even though he had hinted at the fact that he and Ray had sex together. My best friend. Could I actually have sex with Ray? I never would have considered that several days ago, but after having sex twice now with his little brother, I knew that anything was possible.