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As the movie continued, Francis, Sam, and I started to move closer, talking to each other and gasping from the many action-packed scenes. Francis was leaning on my shoulder, and I had an arm around his lithe, soft waist. I even occasionally rubbed his side with the same hand, eliciting hums from the brunette boy. Sam was behind both of us, hand on both of our shoulders. I really enjoyed the way Francis submitted to my hold. And I couldn't help but glance down at his rear every now and then.
Once we finished the 3 movies we had prepared (which I cannot recall what they were), we played many games well into the night. Most were board games like Monopoly or card games like Go Fish. But one particular game I enjoyed the most: Cops and Robbers.
It was starting to get dark, and my parents usually fell asleep at this time, leaving us young teens to our own devices. So we decided to play Cops and Robbers in the house. This game was sort of like Hide and Seek, but a bit different. One person (the cop) would stay in my brother and I's bedroom and count to 50 while the others hide. Then the cop would seek out and find the others. If he found someone, the cop would chase the hiders (robbers), until he grabs them, in which they would be considered "cuffed". They would finally be pulled back into the bedroom, where the jail was.
"I'll be the cop!" I volunteered. "Get ready to run!"
Sam and Francis ran off out of the bedroom, my bulge returning as I saw Francis' bouncing rear while he ran. I turned and closed my eyes, counting.
"1...2...3..."
I heard shuffling downstairs, and kept counting.
"19....20...21..."
As I reached 50, I shouted, "Here I come!" and headed out of the bedroom, looking around. I checked the bathroom, opening the shower curtain. No one there.
I then ran down the steps, which creaked a bit. I immediately heard footsteps running nearby, followed by giggling. I was close. I ran into the kitchen, and saw no one. When I left again, I moved slowly. It seemed that whenever I found their hiding spot, they would run. As I crept slowly, I smiled to see the half naked Francis in the living room behind a sofa, facing away from me. He didn't see me. I slowly approached, then grabbed him from behind, placing my arms around his waist and tugging, "Got you!" Francis let out a surprised shout, saying, "No way! How did you find me?!" Despite his "surprise", he leaned his back to connect with my bare chest. I pushed him over the sofa, pretending to cuff him by grabbing his wrists and pulling them together in front of him.
"It was easy!" I replied smugly, as I pushed him on. But Francis began to fall limp, landing on the couch. He looked back at me and said, "You'll have to pick me up if you want to arrest me!" I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around his waist again, scooping him up. Because he was short and light, I had almost no problem. He wrapped his legs around my waist and my cheeks heated, watching him place his still "cuffed" arms around my neck like a necklace. I carried him upstairs, and he rested his head on my shoulder. Once we arrived at the bedroom, I placed him on the bed and said, "Alright, you're in jail. Sit tight while I fin-"
Then the most amazing moment happened. This very moment is what sparked my relationship with Francis. I felt my erection increase when the brunette's soft lips connected with mine. I can almost remember this perfect kiss like yesterday. I didn't even kiss back because I was so surprised. I simply brought Francis to his feet and held his waist. Minutes had passed, and now I had pinned Francis against the wall, blinded by the beautiful kiss. The brunette lifted his leg a bit and I held his thigh up. Our bodies were glued together while we made out. After a few minutes, I heard from behind me the door close and a voice say,"I knew you two would hit it off."
I immediately broke from the kiss and let Francis go, my face feeling flushed. Francis appeared to be embarrassed as well. I stuttered, "U-Um, Sam-"
He interrupted with a smile,"I know my little brother. You guys were made for each other." At the time, I thought Sam would me mad or jealous. But later, I realized that brother Sam just liked seeing me happy. He is the best brother I could ask for. I ran to him and hugged him softly, "Thanks, Sam..." He pat my back and replied, "No problem. I just hope you know I still want to cuddle both of you." I laughed and I heard Francis' giggles from behind me. And so, all three of us sat on the bed, watching some TV. However this time, Francis was on my lap, with my arms around me. Sam had eventually fell asleep, leaning on me.
But despite this, the night was not quite over...
-To be continued...
Mark
(The final parts of this night will be my next post. But remember, there's a Saturday and Sunday~)
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