Date: Wed, 27 Sep 2023 19:18:28 -0500
From: Ashton Delaney <ashtonrdelaney@gmail.com>
Subject: Sleepover at Gail Richter's (Chapter 2)

The Sleepover at Gail Richter's
(Part 2)
By Ashton
[This is fiction and contains sexually explicit scenes.]

I woke up in Gail's bed to the sound of downpouring rain against the
roof. It was still completely dark in the room, but I felt rested. We were
both on our sides, still naked, and he had his arm around me holding my
tummy with my own hand on his. He was still pressing his penis to my butt,
but he didn't have a boner. I laid there listening to the rain. His soft
breaths on my neck gave me goosebumps, and I started to get stiff down
there all by myself. Last night was magical. I wanted to do it again and
again with Gail. If that made us gay...then I wanted to be gay, I thought
with a blush as I ran my feet over his. Would he want to go out on a date
with me...and kiss? I massaged the back of his hand on my tummy, my boner
fully hard and pulse quickening. I wished he would wake up sooner.

HIs body was so warm under the covers, and I was tingling all over waiting
to play again. I reached down and felt my boner and got a surge of the
pleasure from the night before just by running my hand over it. I played
with the lighter skin on the tip, and it felt so good that I was squirming
around in bed letting out muffled moans. Gail was going to wake up if I
didn't stop. I reluctantly moved my hand back to his hand, my penis still
flexing without being touched almost like it had last night when I got
those good feelings at the end. With some deep breaths, I calmed back down
somewhat and snuggled up to him, still brimming with anticipation.

The door opened. In came one of our friends, but I could not tell which one
it was because he had immediately turned on the very bright flashlight of
his smartphone and pointed it forward. I looked away to avoid blinding
myself, and then, remembering how gay I was being, brought the covers over
our heads in a feeble attempt to hide.

"Are you guys in here?" asked Austin.

I didn't answer, hoping he'd think we were asleep and leave us alone. My
heart was pounding. I'd have to come up with a cover story for why I'd
moved in here.

But instead of leaving, he came and got on the bed next to us, laying in
the small space between my body and the edge of the mattress on top of the
covers. If he pulled back the blanket, he'd see how close we were cuddling
and naked. I may as well just say we're fucking gay at this point, but I
panicked. Gail might not want that. It's one thing to say I'm gay, but
another thing entirely to let people know he is without asking. I didn't
know if I could push his sleeping body to the other side of the bed. Austin
would notice.

He didn't talk to us and just seemed to be laying there playing with his
phone. He was small and light for his age. I had the sudden urge to get
pre-emptive revenge for his intrusion. With the element of surprise on my
side, I threw my weight into his body next to mine.

"Ah!" he yelled and rolled off the bed onto the carpet. "Bastard!" He
giggled profusely. "I knew you were awake!"

I moved over so even with his small form, he didn't have room to lay right
next to me like that anymore, disconnecting from Gail's hand and body to my
disappointment.

"Gail," said Austin. "The twins left with their mom, and your mom and dad
went to work."

I didn't answer.

"Is Ty sleeping in here with you?"

I still didn't answer.

"I hate you," said Austin. "We are so not friends anymore."

Then he got back on bed, but this time he occupied the new space in between
us I'd made by moving over to the edge.

"Idiots," he said laughing, trying to get into the covers. I wrapped the
comforter around him and held him as he struggled.

"Quiet," I whispered. "Gail's asleep."

"Why didn't you just answer?"

"Because you're an idiot." I leaned up and tickled him on the bare tummy
with both hands. He burst out laughing, struggling around.

"Dude," said Gail in a grumpy voice. "Get out of my bed."

"He started it," said Austin, still giggling.

Instead of actually kicking him out, Gail brought out a big arm and put him
in a headlock, pulling him back down.

"I can't breathe, idiot," he choked, struggling to remove Gail's arm. I
took the opportunity and went for his tummy again, tickling him with both
hands while his own were occupied. He roared with laughter, his body
flailing all over. Then he suddenly got all serious. "Woah! Stop! Stop!"
Gail released him, and I stopped tickling. "Crap," he said, breathing hard
and then suddenly groaned loudly.

"Austin?" I asked. I leaned over and tried to turn on the bedside lamp, but
it wouldn't turn on. He scooted off of the bed and tried to hurry out, but
tripped and fell on something in the dark, landing on his face.

"Ty," whispered Gail. "He peed himself." Sure enough, I could smell it once
he'd pointed it out. Holy crap, that has to be the most embarrassing thing
to have happen at a sleepover.  "Can you turn on the light?"

"I just tried," I said. Even being morning, it was very dark due to the
storm.

Gail jumped out of bed and walked over to Austin, who was on his hands and
in knees. I couldn't see him in detail in the dim light, but it looked like
he was just staying there like that. Austin was sniffling.

Gail said, "Just go shower and change. I won't tell anyone."

Austin cried out in a sob, still not getting up. "You guys tickled me too
hard! I said stop!"

"Chill," I said. "It was an accident."

He rose to his feet, still crying. "Don't tickle me that hard!" He was
small for 11 and acted like a little kid too. It got really annoying
sometimes.

The two of them went out in the hall without turning any lights on. I dug
through the covers trying to find my underwear, but my search turned up
empty. Gail's wouldn't fit me, being bigger than me. I decided I'd sneak
out and get to my bags when they returned.

"I'm cold. I want to go home," said Austin.

"Call your mom to come pick you up then," said Gail.

"She's at work. Your mom has to take me." Austin was still crying.

"You're gonna have to wait until she gets home then. Go take a shower."

"It's fucking dark and the power's out!"

"You can shower with the power out. Just wash off the pee off your nuts and
get out."

"I don't have clothes, idiot!" He had started to sob again.

"Just sit in your pee clothes then," said Gail. "God."

It was a no-brainer to us that Austin would never go without underwear even
for a little while. Out of the five of us, Austin had never been seen naked
by anyone else. He always went in the stall at the pool and wouldn't show
anyone under any circumstances. He probably thought he was small or
something down there because of his tiny body. And Gail's clothes obviously
wouldn't fit him due to their differences in sizes. We'd have to take his
phone and find the clothes he wore here the day before with the light.

Gail got back on the bed very close to me, and I felt a pleasant tingle in
my pants. I wished Austin would just leave so I could spend the day with
him. I realized he was still naked and was walking around with Austin like
that. I wondered what it would be like to spend the day nude with Gail and
started to get a boner.

Austin stormed out out the door, and moments later, we heard the shower
turn on. Gail laid next to me and ran his hand down my chest, giving me
pleasant chills. It actually was kind of cold outside the covers, but I
didn't want to move, my boner up in the air.

"Gail," I said, as he gently rubbed me. "Do you think this is gay?"

"Yeah." He nodded.

"I like it."

"Me too." He hugged me, pressing our bare chests together, then rolled on
top. I was on the bottom under his weight once again. But I liked being
there. I rubbed his back with my hands. It was hard to make out his face in
the dark, but I could tell he was looking right into my eyes.

"Gail, will you go out with me? LIke a gay date." I felt a surge of
trepidation at what I'd just asked, immediately feeling my cheeks get hot.

"Yeah," he said. "I like you a lot, and being gay with you is fun."

He shifted his hips around and his boner brushed right against mine,
sending a surge of bliss throughout my body. He sighed at the same feeling,
and I was filled with a warm feeling knowing that I caused it. Gail said,
"Wanna rub boners together and..." he lowered his voice to a whisper,
obvously nervous to stay what he was thinking, "k-kiss?"

My face had reddened as much as it possibly could. I was thunderstruck and
trembling against him. I could only manage to nod back at him repeatedly.

He giggled and rubbed his boner against mine in large strokes, and we had a
little sword fight.

Then the shower turned off. Austin yelled, "Where are the towels?!"

"In the cabinet next to it!" yelled Gail. Austin had slept over here many
times before. He should know that.

"They're not there!"

Gail ran his lips over my face brushing against my skin, the tension rising
in my chest in anticipation of his kiss. "We gonna tell him, or...?" he
whispered to me. For some reason, I knew he wasn't talking about the
towels. Our first kiss was just a short, dry peck on the lips but made both
our boners flex together. Gail took my breath away.

Austin came back in the bedroom wearing what looked like his peed in
underwear and started digging around on the floor in the dark. He found
something to dry off with and did so right in front of us. I still smelled
his pee in the air. Gail rolled off me, and my boner immediately missed
his.

Gail said, "Take off your pee pants, you just showered."

"I don't have anything to wear here!"

"Go naked then. We both are."

"Gail..!" I said with a giggle.

"That's cute," Austin said. "And gay."

Gail got out of the covers and brought his bare leg over me, then slapped
his own butt cheek, sending me into a laughing fit. Our friend probably
couldn't make out the details in the dark, but he also made a nervous
laugh.

"We're all guys," I said. "We don't care if you're small or whatever."

"Uhhh...." said Austin.

He left without saying more, and Gail kissed me again. This time he held
his trembling mouth against mine for a long time as we both breathed in and
out on each other through our nostrils. He started puckering his lips
against mine, sending tingles to my boner against the sheets awaiting his
body's return.

There was the crash of cabinets opening and closing. I wished Gail would
get him to leave somehow so we could have the day to ourselves. He seemed
to have the same idea himself.

He whispered in my ear. "Want to stay over again tonight? Just the two of
us."

"If my parents and your parents say it's okay..." I wanted to stay with him
forever.

He slowly brought his lips back down to mine. He laid on me and we puckered
them together in a rhythm, each one making me feel a pleasant sense of
weightlessness like we were on a roller coaster together. I felt myself
losing control and running my hand over the back of his neck, desperately
wanting him to get back under the covers with me. My boner had never been
so hard and brimming with electricity. Were in boyfriends now? Was this
true love? Each kiss made me need him more, like it was where he
belonged. I pulled him to me, needing to feel more of his skin on mine. I
was frustrated by the blanket in between us, but my brain had shut off too
much to know what to do about it. I frantically pulled him to me more and
more as we kissed, already lost in him. The pee feeling started to rise. I
was trembling all over and sweating. I opened his butt cheeks with my hand
and pulled him down to my boner forcefully underneath the blanket between
us.

"Ohhhh! U-aaa---ghh-gh!" I squealed, trying to exhale a full breath of air
from Gail's mouth. The pee feeling came, and hard. Bliss coursed through my
body as my boner jumped all around in a series of contractions under the
blanket, wishing it was his skin. I knew that I loved him. I never wanted
to stop holding him. I moved my hand down to his boner to help him to also
get that feeling, remembering it came from my butt last time.

"Guys!" said Austin. I could see in the dim light that he was standing next
to the bed, also naked now and covering up his privates with his hands. I
jumped at his presence, and Gail lifted his face off mine with a smirk,
drool running down his chin.

Our smaller friend put a shaking hand to the covers. He was about to expose
me. I could tell he was very agitated and trying to find his words.

"I-if you promise not to laugh or tell anyone about my..." started
Austin. He looked down at his hand as though reconsidering.

"We won't," said Gail. "Swear to god."

"What he said!" I belted out, my voice sounding much happier than I'd
thought in my head.

Austin had never been this timid before. His trembling hand was unable to
grasp the edge of the covers. "C-c-an can I.... can I... t-try s-some
gay... s-some gay stuff too?"

I pulled the covers back so he could join us.

***