Curious Friends

***Note 1: All characters depicted in this story are 18 years old or over.

***Note 2: This is a continuation from part 1 of the story and contains discussions of incest fantasy and panty sniffing. If that's not your thing, it's not too prevalent but I understand it's a turnoff to some. Also, feedback is always welcomed; I might have focused too heavily on the sex in this chapter. I appreciate the feedback as I have and will read all comments.

As I stood there, cum all over my hand and crotch, I couldn't help but think back on what happened over the past couple hours. I had never had sex before, or even seen someone else naked in a sexual setting. My best friend, Matt, and I just jerked off together with his twin brother Corey and their cousin Patrick. While that all still felt crazy, what had me even more confused was what happened between Matt and I. While jerking off, I couldn't help but stare at his cock; it was different from mine, with him having a slight upward curve and being circumcised. We ended up cumming simultaneously, getting ropes of cum on each other's stomachs and arm. It turned me on more than I expected, and I could tell he loved it too. It ended with us rubbing our soft cocks together, slowly hardening as we rubbed them together, moaning, and on the edge of orgasm before his brother and cousin called for us from upstairs. Now, standing here alone, covered in cum, I was confused about it all. I had always thought of myself as straight. Was this just experimenting as we're both virgins? I couldn't tell, but I knew I wanted more.

"You're just standing there like a dumbass with your cock in your hand!" I heard Corey yell down while laughing.

"Oh shut up, I'm just tired," I replied.

I grabbed my clothes and carried them upstairs. When I got up there, Corey and Patrick were sitting at the island in the kitchen, having a slice of leftover pizza. I looked over towards the bathroom and Matt walked out, still naked, but cleaned up and about to get changed.

I looked down at his semi-erect cock as he stepped into his pants, tucking it away, "Bathroom's all yours, Jay," Matt said, noticing me staring.

"Oh, thanks," I replied awkwardly as I shuffled by him.

I stood in the bathroom, looking in the mirror, "What the fuck's wrong with me?" I muttered to myself. I was feeling some post orgasm shame. I knew I had fun, but couldn't help shake the feeling that it was wrong to do.

I grabbed a clean face cloth, ran it under warm water, and began cleaning my arm and hands first. It felt nice cleaning the sticky cum off my body. I moved on to my stomach and soft cock. I continually rinsed the cloth out and warmed it with more water; the feeling of the cloth on my soft cock felt amazing as the rest of my body shivered slightly.

Feeling slightly self conscious, I decided to get changed in the bathroom, as everyone else had clothes on already. I walked out feeling clean, and better about myself.

"Fuck boys, it's getting late; are y'all not tired?" I asked, seeing them all eating, chatting, and laughing.

"After what just went down? Hell no! I'm feeling good!" Exclaimed Patrick as he helped down the last of his pizza with a chug from his beer.

"Yeah, I'm still good, honestly. It's midnight, but it's not like we have to be up early or anything," said Corey.

"So I guess the question is, assuming you're not a pussy and want to go to bed, Jay, do we play old school Golden Eye, or Halo split screen?" Asked Patrick.

"Hey now, I didn't say I had to go to bed! I'm down for some Halo. How about you, Matt?" I responded, chuckling as I grabbed a beer.

"Oh you're on!" Matt said.

We grabbed the rest of the pizza and beer and bounded back downstairs. We flicked the lights on, and saw a mess of blankets and tissues; it smelled of sweat and cum. It very briefly made me start thinking of what had just occurred down here, before the waft of pizza hit me and I came back to reality.

For the next couple hours we drank a fair bit of beer, playing endless rounds of Halo and loving life. It was a great night spent with friends. Unfortunately, the amount of beer we drank got us really drunk and ended up getting drowsy. The four of us ended up passing out on the couch, the Xbox and TV still on, and a mess of pizza boxes and beer.

I think we were all pretty tired that night, as none of us stirred from the positions we passed out in, for better or for worse.

I had dreams that night that confused me. One moment I'd be having my dick sucked by a beautiful brunette I've known my whole life from school. She had huge tits that she massaged as she sucked me off. I looked down at her and she popped my cock out of her mouth and said, "Do you want my tight little pussy, Jay?"

"Uh huh" I responded, just stunned at what was happening.

I closed my eyes, and when I opened them, she was nowhere to be seen; instead, Matt was there beside me, stroking his cock just like he was hours earlier.

"Jay, I need you to cum. I can't cum without your help. You wouldn't leave your friend hanging here, would you?" Matt said.

I was silent, mesmerized by what was happening, still confused.

"Just put it in your mouth, Jay. Help me out," Matt said, thrusting his hips and cock upwards.

It looked so shiny. The head glistening with pre cum, his pubic hair trimmed back to show off his entire length. It wasn't a monster cock, but it was long and thick enough for me to know any future lover of his will love it. For now though, I wanted that to be me. I felt my own cock pulse with pleasure at the thought of sucking him. I realized I was slowly leaning forward, more and more; I could smell his cock from where I was, only inches away. My cock felt so good, I was getting a bit light headed, I leaned forward about to take him in my mouth...

*Thud*

"Ow! Fuck, what the hell?" I said groggily, as I realized one of the guys accidentally kicked me in my sleep.

As I began to gain consciousness, I realized my cock was hard as iron, and I had my hand wrapped around it.

"Easy there Tiger, don't want to poke someone's eye out with that thing," said Matt.

"Oh shit...uh, yeah, I just woke up. It's crazy what a night of beer, pizza, games, and porn will do to a guy," I replied sheepishly.

"You're telling me! It was a great night though, eh?" Matt asked.

"Oh yeah, I loved it. What time is it anyways?" I asked.

"9:30, I still feel like shit," Matt replied.

"Me too..." I began.

"Did I hear it was 9:30? Fuck we must have passed out here, I don't remember the last bit of last night," said Patrick.

Corey started to stir as the rest of us were already awake, "Uuuuhhhh. I feel like absolute shit. I'm going up to bed so I can rest it off. Hopefully feel better so I can go out later."

As Corey headed upstairs, I fell back and curled up on the couch, still hungover. I wanted to sleep but could feel how dry my mouth was, "Hey Corey. I'll give you the $3 in my pocket right now if you bring me down a big glass of water."

"Yeah, bring one for me too," said Matt.

"I might be a cheap ass, but I'm not an asshole," he said as he left to get the water and came back, "keep your money".

Corey went back up the stairs and we could hear him climbing the next set of stairs to his bedroom.

"Alright, well I guess I'll give you more space on the couch, I feel like I need my own bed and a couple more hours of sleep too. I think it goes without saying, no mention of last night to anyone, eh?" Said Patrick.

"Yeah, no shit," I responded and laughed."

"Alright cool, see you fuckers later," Patrick said as he stood up, rubbed his eyes, and walked out. He didn't need to grab anything as we were all fully dressed from the night before.

"Alright, I'm going to go to bed and set my alarm for noon; sound good?" Matt said.

"Yup, don't have to convince me," I said as I closed my eyes again.

The next couple hours of sleep were uneventful, though very restful. I woke up about 10 minutes before I knew Matt's alarm was going to go off. I started thinking about what we should do today. I knew I didn't have many opportunities to hangout with friends before university started up, so I wanted to make sure we could make the most of the time we had. Before I could really think of anything though, my stomach growled. I was starving, as I had only had a couple small pieces of pizza, but a lot of beer. As I waited for Matt's alarm to go off, I realized I had some morning wood. As I wanted to see what he'd do, I stuck my hard cock through the fly of my boxers, as I had shed my pants and shirt when we first woke up and went back to sleep. I then positioned the blanket to reveal my groin, and pretended to sleep.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* I heard the alarm go off in Matt's room. I felt my heartbeat pick up speed as I heard him shifting in bed and getting up. The sound of him getting changed, the drawers to his dresser opening and closing, it felt like time was slowing down. Then the door opened and I heard footsteps before he stopped. I could tell he was right there, but he hadn't said anything yet.

"I told you last night I wanted to do it again. You don't have to pretend to be asleep," Matt said, chuckling.

"Fuck. Sorry, Matt. I don't know why I did that, how'd you know?" I asked.

"I didn't, but it would have been a hell of a coincidence that the night after we jerk off together, your hard-on is sticking through your fly for me to see," he replied while laughing.

"Fair point. Still, sorry," I said.

"Don't worry about it, I like it. We'll talk about it later. I'm hungry as shit, want to grab something to eat?" He asked.

"Hell yeah, I'm starving. I'll drive us to get a burger. Something greasy always helps with a hangover," I said, my deflating cock still hanging out of my fly.

"Might want to put that away for the time being," he said, looking down at my cock. Before I could do anything, he reached down and held my fly open with one hand, as he fully grasped my soft cock with his other. He rolled it around in his hand, feeling the soft, yet firm flesh of my shaft and cock head. Just as it started to harden, he put it in.

"Whoa man, what was that?" I asked, confused at what he just did.

"I could tell you felt self conscious about exposing yourself to me. I wanted you to know it was ok by me being the one to take it another step. Now I'm the awkward one. But before you do or say anything, don't. Let's go eat," he said with a chuckle at the end.

With that, we bounded up the stairs, spent a few minutes looking for my car keys, and headed out. Despite the rather odd start to the day, nothing else was different than usual. We went to McDonalds, and ordered a couple burgers each. We chatted about our summer jobs and how we were feeling about the upcoming academic year. While we were having a good time, I realized how good of a friend he truly was. The fact that he could sense how insecure I felt earlier, with my dick hanging out of my boxers, and to actually push the boundaries further in order to take the pressure off of me. I realized I trusted him fully. He was my best friend and I couldn't trust anyone more than him.

"Man, next year is going to suck," said Matt.

"Why's that?" I said as I swallowed a big bite of my burger.

"You're fucking off to go to school, and I'm stuck here. I know I'll like carpentry, but it just doesn't feel right. It feels like everything is changing," he said, looking down.

"Man, of course everything's changing. That's life; we finished grade school. That chapter is finished, and now we're figuring out how we're going to spend the next part," I said looking at Matt. I could tell he was still bothered.

"I know, but look at me: I'm going to be sitting in my parents basement, going to trade school for the next couple years, earning shit money inbetween courses, while you're off having fun at your school, living in residence with a bunch of people. Hell, you'll probably be able to get laid there, from what I've heard."

"Matt, do you have any idea how terrified I am of going away? I don't know a single person going, and it's not like I'm the most charismatic guy out there, so who knows how I'll actually make friends. And don't even get me started about getting laid; it's not like I was Hugh Heffner in school. I couldn't get laid there, so there's no reason to think that'll change in university," I said, looking straight at him.

"Jay you'll do fine. You've always been able to talk to people. With everyone there in the same situation, I bet making friends will be easier than you think. And I heard the girls get pretty slutty at those parties, so I think you'll be able to pull something off," Matt chuckled.

"Well I think you'll be fine too. You'll meet guys in your program that are like you, it'll be good. Plus, it's not like we'll never hangout again, there'll just be a lot more time in between! Then, next year when we're old enough to go to the bars, I can come home, and we'll go out with your new buddies and try to get laid!" I laughed outwardly.

"I guess you're right. It won't be all that bad," he paused, "Do you think anyone in my program will be gay?" He asked quietly.

"Well, uh, hard to say. Probably, though probably less likely to openly admit it, if there is anyone. I feel like it's a bit more frowned upon in the trades. Why?" I asked.

"I think I'm bi, Jay," he said, looking down at the table we were eating at.

"Well after all that's happened in the past day or so, I can see why you'd..." I began.

"No, I mean I've been thinking about it for a while. I've been really confused for quite a long time. Don't get me wrong, I really, really want to fuck a woman, but I haven't been able to shake the idea of being with a guy too. If it feels good, where's the harm?" He said, obviously very uncomfortable admitting this to me.

"Hey, let's get out of here. Might be easier to chat somewhere there isn't a bunch of people around us," I said, giving him a grin to hopefully ease his nerves a bit.

As we walked to the car, I could tell he still felt off. He seemed a bit more on edge, with a slight sweat on his brow, and not making any eye contact.

"Matt, it's ok, don't worry. Sit in the car, and keep talking, I'm here and listening," I said, looking him in the eye. I truly cared for him to feel at ease.

"Ok. Thanks, Jay. It's just, I'm always so fucking horny. I started thinking about it more and more, and started realizing that I was also attracted to men. I haven't told anyone else yet," he finished.

"Wow, well I appreciate that you really trust me that much. Are you interested in men romantically too, or just in a sexual way?" I asked.

"To be honest, I don't know. Right now, probably just sexual, but who knows. I'm not closing any doors on that, all I know is how I feel right now," he replied, still nervously.

"That's fair. You don't have to know everything about your sexuality at any and every given moment. You do you, man!" I said, chuckling"

"Hah, yeah..." he said awkwardly.

We started driving back to his place, still with no plan in mind, but there was silence. I didn't want it to be awkward for him, because it truly didn't bother me at all that he's bi, hell, I'm probably bi as well. So, I decided that the only thing to do, like he did earlier to take the pressure off me, was to one-up him and admit something secretive as well.

"Matt, not only am I at the very least bi-curious, I regularly steal my mom's panties and use them to help get me off, sniffing them and wrapping them around my cock," I said in one breath, not sure how he'll respond.

There was a brief pause of silence, "Wait, what?" Matt responded, as he burst out laughing.

"Hey don't laugh! I'm telling you that to take pressure off you," I said, half laughing at myself for the absurd admittance.

"I'm not laughing because I'm judging you, I'm laughing because I do too! Fuck we're both a couple perverts, aren't we?" He said, finally smiling.

"I guess so! Just to be clear though, none of this is ever mentioned outside of the two of us, right? I just can't help it sometimes. The first time I did it, I wasn't too sure about it. I had read about guys doing it online and was home alone, so I went to my parents dirty laundry bin, took a pair of her black panties, put the crotch to my face, and inhaled. I couldn't tell you what it smells like, but fuck does it make my cock hard," I said to Matt. I could feel my cock getting hard.

"My first time was when mom got back from tanning. She left her skimpy tanning bikini on the floor in her room. I feel the same as you about it. You're getting hard thinking about it, eh?" Matt said, looking at the tent in my pants.

"Yeah, all this sex talk is getting me a bit worked up. Want to go for a swim? There's a side road up ahead with a bridge we can jump off of," I asked.

"Sounds good to me man! We don't have swim trunks though," he said.

"That's fine. We've seen each other naked at this point!"

So we continued past his house and travelled for about 15 minutes before coming to a side road. I turned down the road and drove for another 10 minutes or so before coming to a stop just before a bridge.

This place was absolutely beautiful. Tucked away from most people, with trees all around, it was quiet. A peaceful place to hangout and have some privacy. The sun shone through the leaves on the trees, and birds were flying around. Though you didn't see other wildlife, you could hear faint rustling and noises. I've come here many times, though oddly never with Matt. I guess we just never had the opportunity, after I had just learned about this place last year from another friend of ours.

"No one ever comes down here now that they've built the main road. Even if someone does, you can hear them coming a mile away," I said as I jumped out of the car.

"Let's go then!" Matt said, as he stripped everything off, revealing his flat stomach and chest, followed by his strong calf and thigh muscles. Finally, I looked at his cock once again. It was soft, as expected, but I liked that. After everything we had been talking about, I wanted to just pop his soft cock in my mouth and twirl my tongue around it until it stiffened up.

"Dude come on!" Matt yelled, taking me out of my day dream.

I stripped down quickly and ran over towards Matt. He was already standing on the other side of the railing, holding on behind him. I climbed over and stood beside him, looked at him and nodded. We both jumped and did cannon balls into the river. The water felt refreshing; the cold water instantly reversed any erection I was forming, but it felt good. The water was clear, and the current wasn't very strong, so we were able to just swim around some.

We would get out and jump back in over and over, having a blast. The cool water feeling good on our bodies as the heat from the sun tried to cook us whenever we were out of the water. After what felt like an hour at most, I looked at the time on my phone; 6:12pm.

"Oh shit man, we've been here a while, you getting hungry at all?" I asked Matt.

"A little, but I am getting pretty thirsty, and worn out," he replied.

"Alright, let's lay out on the rocks for a few minutes to dry out before heading back. I think your mom said there's more leftovers?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think there's some leftover chicken and mashed potatoes. Won't be as good as the pizza, but whatever, I'm not picky," he said laughing, as we laid out.

After a few minutes, I looked over at Matt. He was within reaching distance, and his cock was flipped back, soft. I could feel my heart racing, as I knew what I wanted to do. I reached my left arm out and touched his hip. Surprised, he looked over directly in my eyes. We stayed like that for a few seconds before I looked down at his cock and back to his eyes. He knew what I wanted and nodded ever so slightly.