Part 2! Hooray!
My Pov:
I glanced up nervously at Bill as we plopped down exhausted on his couch. His face was flushed and rosy red from moving around. I was sure mine was too since my face was burning. A smile pulled at my mouth and I was nervous, but I decided to ask him something.
"B-Bill?" I stuttered. He raised his eyebrows and turned to me.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I-I've never had a real boyfriend before or kissed anyone…and I was just wondering…the only penis I've seen is my brother's purely by accident…W-would you mind…?" I trailed off.
A look of confused horror came across his face.
"You want me to show you my penis?" he asked, every inch of his face perplexed and shocked. I nodded.
"I understand if you don't want to. You don't have to-I was just curious," I mumbled.
He stopped me by shaking his head. "No," he whispered. "I'll show you."
"O-o-okay," I murmured, my voice getting smaller. Bill stood up and turned around unbuttoning his jeans. Next, he slid off his boxers, which fell around his ankles, and he revolved, facing me. I gasped. His penis was…so big and wide… I was staring and I knew it wasn't polite, but I couldn't help it. Bill didn't seem to mind though.
He arched an eyebrow. "Well?" he questioned.
"Um…it's nice," I muttered.
"Thanks," he responded awkwardly.
"So," he whispered. "Do you want to feel it?" A jolt just hit me in the stomach. Did he seriously just ask me to feel his penis?
"Um…Bill," I sighed. As much as I wanted to do this, I had to be sure he wanted this as much as I did.
"Do you even want this? I mean you've never shown any interest in wanting a relationship with anyone that I know of," I exclaimed. Bill nodded. I walked over to him and before I placed my hand on his member, he stroked my hair with one hand, and with the other lifted my chin to face him.
"Alice, you are like my sister. I will never love you as anything more," he explained. Tears welled up in my large brown eyes and he wiped them away with his fingers.
"I love you," he told me. "But I don't love any girl right now. Not more than a sister. Not more than you," he clarified.
My hurt turned to anger. "Then why the heck do you want me to stroke you?" I snapped.
"This is good practice for both of us when we find someone. I don't trust any girl more than you and you don't trust any boy more than me," he answered. "It's good experience too so we'll know what we're doing when we meet the right person. We haven't even kissed anyone. Let's change that." He smiled at me.
I wiped tears from my eyes. "What will become of us after this?" I asked him.
Pulling off his jacket and shirt, he responded, "Best friends forever and for always."
He stopped me as I was about to say something and gently crushed his lips to mine. I grinned against him and we began from there, doing everything except intercourse. This was the beginning of something.