Fantasy of a first Bi encounter - Part 2

Fantasy of a first Bi encounter - Part 2Part twoIf you?ve read my first story, you?ll know that we were stood laughing at the incredible experience we?d just had and how we?d entered into it so easily, so fast and so quietly.Paul had just introduced himself after twice cumming in my mouth. He said ?Sorry, how rude of me to not have offered you a drink. For the record you don?t need to suck someone off to get a drink, but it certainly breaks the ice?.?Breaks the ice?, I replied, ?I think we just did that with a nuclear-powered ice breaker?.Paul pointed to the kitchen and said ?Let?s go see what we?ve got?. I stopped him and asked him to put the thong back on. I wanted to see his soft cock tucked inside it and the string disappear between his arse cheeks. I said I?d stay naked, of course, if that was OK with him. His grin was the answer.Paul led me to the kitchen and asked what I?d like to drink. As I would be driving later, I asked for a soft drink. He opened the fridge door and bent forward to reach a can. I asked him to pause there while I took in the view of his arse. I put my hands on his buttocks and caressed him gently.He turned to give me the can and saw his cock had begun to rise from the tiny patch of lace. He also took a soft drink. He pointed back through to the living room and we sat on the sofa. I?m not sure that either of us knew what to do next. Our first hour had been soooo intense and we?d hardly spoken that it now seemed a bit unnatural, well at least to me.Paul asked if I liked his panties, stretching back to make him lap more open to see. I ran my fingers over the bulge and said that they suited him, both from the front and the back. He asked if I wanted to see more of his wife?s panties. ?that sounds like fun? I replied and Paul stood up and walked towards the stairs. ?Come on then? he said and I began to follow him.Paul was walking ahead of me on the stairs and I could see his arse move as he took each step. I would occasionally see his balls between his legs. By the time we reached the top I was hard again.We turned right into his bedroom. He stopped in front of a tall dresser and opened the top drawer. Inside were all his wife?s panties, regularly used ones at the front, less regularly used at the back. He pulled out a couple of thongs again. I suggested a fuller pair that he might wear over the thong he had on. He suggested a silky pair in cream with nice lace edging. I nodded in agreement suggesting they?d set off his arse nicely.He slipped them up his legs and pulled them tight around his waist. As they were his wife?s they were a little snug on him, but hey that made his cock more pronounced. I asked him to turn around so I could his arse in them. As he faced away from me, I stepped forward and pressed my stiff cock to the fabric. He stepped away, we hadn?t talked about what were our limits for the evening. I explained I wanted to feel the fabric on my cock, not wanting to fuck him. He stepped back and bent at the waist a little.I slid my cock between the cheeks of his arse, pressing the fabric while sliding up and down the gap. Oh it felt electric with the fabric doing great things to my cock. I had hold of his hips and he was slowly wanking himself. I occasionally adjusted the angle so that my cock pressed straight at his arse rather than sliding. This might have pressed against his hole or not but either way we both groaned.He pulled away and asked if I?d like to try on any pants. I?m larger than Paul so if they were tight on him, they?d split on me. He found an old thong suggesting that it would stretch and anyway she hadn?t worn it in a very long time. I said I?d give it a go. He insisted on putting them on me himself.I stood there with Paul on his knees slipping my feet in the panties and then sliding them up my legs. His face was close to my cock but he resisted touching me, that it until he needed to adjust my cock in the tiny thong. As with his thong, I didn?t fit into mine. He leant forward and slipped his mouth over my cock and swiped around the head with his tongue. After a few seconds, he slipped my cock through the leg of the panties to get full access to my shaft. He gripped it and began to wank me. He suddenly and stood up and searched in the drawer for a real shear pair of panties. He knelt back down and wrapped the new panties over the head of my cock and then inserted it back into his mouth. The feeling of the fabric and his hot wet tongue was exhilarating.I was rock hard and close to cumming. I stopped his head bobbing and suggested that we get on the bed. I had enjoyed our earlier 69 and asked if he wanted to try it again, maybe with him on top this time. His eyes lit up and he stepped to the bed. I lay down on the bed and Paul knelt across my chest.Paul reached for my cock and wanked it slowly before placing the tip in his mouth. At the other end I pulled at the fuller second pair of panties and tried to get them off him. I managed to get them down to his knees and his cock was hanging from the thong beneath. We both set about sucking and licking each other. Having cum, earlier both of us lasted a while with much caressing, stroking and good old oral action.I suggested that we try frotting to see how that felt. Paul agreed to it and went got on our knees. I held Paul?s cock beneath mine. He?s larger so he could pass as far back as my balls when we stroked towards each other. With both cocks being slippery from so much oral attention, keeping our cocks together in a push-pull action was fun. One or other cock kept sliding out of my hand. I tried using both hands to grip the cocks together. This was more successful but as we were kneeling on the bed I kept rocking about. Paul held my shoulder with one hand and gripped my arse with the other. He took over the motion of pushing his cock to me while pulling my arse to him. I just gripped the cocks tightly.It wasn?t long before I felt the urge to shoot some spunk on Paul?s cock. I looked at him and just started to hold my breath and groan, he knew the signs and this turned him on. He told me to cum on him, to unload my balls and to spray his cock with my hot spunk. This was great to hear and very soon I shot a load of cum along his cock, suddenly the stroking was so much more slippery and felt hot from my cum. I shot another load and then a third. Paul stopped pushing/pulling and grabbed his cock. He aimed it at mine and unloaded his third cum of the night onto my cock and balls. The heat of his cum felt great on my balls and I grabbed both cocks again for a slippery final wanking.We were both spent and just sat back on the bed. After a few seconds he says that he needs to pee and stands up. I declare that I also need to go and ?maybe we can go together?. He stops in the doorway, turns and gives me a look?.Having experienced my second 69 and sucked more cum from Paul?s cock, I?m not sure what he?s thinking now.This is the end of the second part of my fantasy. I?ll see how I want the evening to progress and write a third section.