Date: Fri, 31 Aug 2007 21:37:11 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: Aaron Gets His Wish - Chapter 17 Nifty: Please add this chapter to my story "Aaron Gets His Wish" under your "Gay - Incest" section. Thank you. Copyrighted 2006: This story is protected under US copyright law. No part of it may be reproduced in any way without the express written consent of the author. The author grants www.nifty.org and its mirror sites permission to post the story on their websites. DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of homosexual activities. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it! Author's note: Sorry for taking so long to get this chapter out, but I'm really busy! Hope you enjoy it just the same, and hope you're having a great Labor Day Weekend! Take Care, Tom Aaron Gets His Wish Chapter Seventeen ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------- We left off in Chapter 16 with... The family having just moved into their new house earlier in the day. Although Mark and Aaron each had their own bedroom now, up on the third floor of the house, along with their own bathroom to share, because Mark's new bed hadn't been delivered yet, he was forced to bunk in with Aaron yet for a few days. Neither boy minded though, as they were used to sleeping together now. In fact, secretly, both of them were happy to still be sleeping together. The night they first arrived at the house, as they hadn't unpacked yet, neither Mark nor Aaron could find their boxes of underwear. Being they were so tired, Mark had suggested they just crawl into bed naked and not worry about it. Aaron was a little worried though, because the only other time he'd slept completely naked with Mark, he'd woken up in Mark's arms, in the middle of having a wet dream, just as he was ejaculating all over Mark! He was scared that it might happen again, only that this time, Mark wouldn't sleep through it! On the other hand though, as much as he was afraid of what could happen, secretly Aaron was thrilled to be sleeping completely nude with Mark again. In fact, he hoped that he woke up before Mark the next morning, so that he could have the opportunity to explore the older boy's body - which he'd taken to doing whenever he woke before Mark, which was most of the time - but this time he'd be able to do it without the hindrance of Mark's underwear! As we left off in the last chapter, the two boys were lying naked in bed, talking, while they waited to fall asleep. They'd just had a nice conversation, during which Aaron had thanked Mark for comforting him when he got upset as they were leaving the old house for the last time, and both boys had told each other how much they cared for one another. Here's what was happening when we left off... After a couple minutes, forgetting his dick was nearly fully erect, Mark smiled and said, "c'm'ere!" and he reached over to pull Aaron into a hug. Alarmed, because he had a throbbing erection as well, Aaron tried to stop him, turning away slightly and crying out softly, "No!" Confused, Mark said, "what? I - I just wanted to give you a hug!" "I know," Aaron said, feeling his face heat up. "It's just - well - I gotta chubby going!" Mark snickered then at Aaron's terminology for his hardon. "Well, actually, I have too," he said, sounding slightly embarrassed himself. "I kinda forgot about it though when we were 'in the moment' just now." "Oh," Aaron said, noncommittally. "Y'know," Mark said after a moment, "Fuck it. We've felt each other's hardons before - just c'm'ere - I wanta hug ya anyway." Surprised, Aaron looked over at Mark. In the darkness broken only by the dim light that was seeping in around the edges of the curtains, he could see Mark's teeth glinting. Obviously, Mark was smiling at him. Aaron's penis throbbed at the thought of being skin-to-skin with Mark - especially since Mark was hard too! Suddenly, without thinking anymore about it, Aaron rolled over and landed in Mark's open arms, so that he was half straddling Mark's left thigh, and his right thigh ended up pressing up against Mark's cock. Aaron felt Mark's dick flex strongly in response to the sudden contact with his thigh. This of course caused his own penis to surge with excitement. Aaron couldn't believe how hot and aroused he suddenly felt. His heart was pounding faster and harder than usual, and his mouth suddenly felt like it was drying up. The little saliva he had left felt thick as he swallowed. Breathing deeply, he pulled his head and shoulders up and back a little from Mark and looked down at him. "Guess you do have a full chubby!" Mark said. He sounded aroused, and his dick flexed again too. "Well... You do too!" Aaron, said, breathily - obviously very aroused over his own and Mark's shared condition. His dick twitched under him a couple more times as well. Smiling, Mark reached his head up and kissed Aaron on the forhead. "I love you man!" he said, smiling. Aaron had never felt so happy, nor so confused! He couldn't understand Mark's willingness to be as intimate with him as they were being at the moment. He didn't think straight boys ever got so physically demonstrative of their "brotherly" love for one another. Mostly though, Aaron felt horny! He was so aroused, that his physical desires pushed all other thoughts from his mind, and it was taking every ounce of his strength not to start humping Mark's leg. He so wanted to make love with Mark, that he was nearly bursting, and he was sure he felt his pre-cum beginning to ooze. He prayed Mark didn't feel it too! Mark sensed Aaron's extreme arousal, and although he knew he should push the boy off him, and suggest they go to sleep, he couldn't help himself. He to just wanted to 'be with' Aaron! He too was so horned up, that he thought he was going to cum, just from snuggling naked with the boy! Suddenly, Mark was shocked when Aaron leaned down and gave him a peck right on his lips. When Aaron did this, his hips slid backward slightly, and when he pulled back, they slid forward again, effectively humping his cock against Mark. "I- I love you too Mark!" Aaron whispered hoarsely, hoping he hadn't crossed the line with his older step-brother by kissing him on the lips. But how good that had felt! Mark had great lips! At least, Aaron thought so. He'd never kissed anyone on the lips before! Although he was shocked by Aaron's kiss, see that he was looking worriedly at him, Mark smiled at him. As Mark stared up at him, and Aaron saw the smile form on his lips, he knew Mark wasn't upset. Mark hugged him then, and Aaron felt blissful. After they'd both relaxed and their hug ended, Mark looked deep into Aaron's eyes, and Aaron's eyes locked onto his as well. As they looked into each other's eyes - searching each other's souls, each saw the other's desire. Aaron lost all conscious thought then. All he could focus on was his desires. Slowly his hips began to move, and he started humping against Mark's thigh. Then he leaned in again toward Mark, and kissed him again on the lips... And, now in Chapter 17, we pick up with the story right where we left off... * * * Mark's eyes opened wide with surprise as Aaron started humping his hardon against his thight, and leaned in again, and kissed him again on the lips. Although Aaron didn't know yet to move his lips while kissing, his kiss lasted longer than his first one. In addition to feeling Aaron's penis grinding into his thigh, Mark also felt Aaron's thigh rubbing up and down against his own hardon as well. The feeling of Aaron's soft lips on his, his smooth, warm body laying on top of him, wrapped in his arms, and Aaron's engorged penis grinding into his leg, as well as the smooth, firm flesh of Aaron's thigh rubbing against the underside of his own erect penis, was electric to Mark. Instantly, he felt his orgasm beginning to build. Without thinking, Mark's lips began to move in response to Aaron's kiss, and instinctively he reached down for Aaron's ass with both hands. He cupped one of Aaron's buttocks in each of his hands and began kneading them, as he pulled the boy's hips downward, crushing their cocks between them. As Mark kneaded Aaron's cheeks, he pulled them apart. More sexually aroused than he'd ever felt before, Aaron's lips began to move in response to Mark's at the two continued kissing, and their hips undulated back and forth, so their penises rubbed hard against each other. For a moment, time stopped, as the two continued kissing, and grinding their penises against each other. Suddenly though, after what seemed like minutes to both of them, but was actually only mere seconds, both of them realized what they were doing, and saw each other's wide-eyed reaction. Instantly Aaron stopped moving and pulled his lips from Mark's mouth, and Mark's hands instantly left Aaron's ass. "I'm sorry!" Aaron gasped, in an anguished sounding whisper. Immediately he pulled away from Mark and rolled off him, and away from him. Mark laid there a moment, stunned by the sudden turn of events, unable to think. What had he just allowed to happen? What had just happened? As Aaron laid next to him, facing the far wall, his heart raced with fear that he'd definitely gone too far. Tears welled in his eyes, as he prayed Mark wouldn't turn on him! As Mark's shock wore off, he looked over at Aaron, and realized he had to be very upset as well. "Hey!" Mark whispered softly, reaching out and touching his bare shoulder. Aaron flinched at Mark's touch, terrified over what he was sure was to come. Mark felt Aaron jerk slightly as he touched him and guessed he was afraid. "It's OK," he said in a soft, benevolent tone. "What?" Aaron thought, suddenly more confused than scared. Obviously though, if Mark was going to beat him, or holler at him, he wouldn't say it was 'OK'! "I love you too man... and OK - maybe we both got a little carried away just then.... but - I get it! I know you got lost in your desires when your dick rubbed me, and didn't really realize what you were doing. Obviously the same thing happened to me too! That happens when something rubs your dick like that. So, don't sweat it!" he said. Aaron felt incredulous. How could Mark feel that way? After a minute, Aaron rolled onto his back and looked at Mark. Mark smiled, and said, "It's OK. I mean it!" "But - " Aaron started, but never finished, looking at Mark, completely confused. Mark grinned and said, "OK - the kiss was more than most brothers do, but it was sweet - really - I realize just how much you do care now! And the rest, well... I expect it was rather automatic movements for both of us - neither of us was thinking - that's all. So, don't feel guilty about it - even if it felt good! Like I said, anytime you rub it right, it'll feel good! It felt good to me too!" Aaron stared incredulously at Mark. He couldn't believe how nice Mark was being about it all. "Now," Mark said, and he smiled as he continued, "C'mon back over here and snuggle with me... only... maybe a little less ardently this time!" Aaron stared at Mark in disbelief. "C'mon!" Mark said, smiling. He didn't want Aaron lying there feeling guilty all night... OK, he what he really wanted was for Aaron to roll back over on top of him, reach down behind himself, and direct Mark's cock at his hole, and settle back down, so that Mark slid deep up inside his love tunnel, but of course Mark knew that wouldn't be happening. "I mean," he thought to himself. "Aaron's not gay, it was just something that happened because he was really horny......right????" As Mark thought it over, he became a little confused, and wasn't sure what the right thing to do was anymore. All he did know for sure was that he didn't want Aaron upset, and he did want Aaron to snuggle with him again. He loved and craved the feeling of holding Aaron in his arms, so that he could revel in the touch of the boy's warm, soft, dry, smooth skin! Finally, after a minute, a greatly relieved Aaron carefully rolled over again. This time though, he didn't roll half onto Mark. He just moved over next to him. When he did, Mark smiled, and once again wrapped his arm around him, so that Aaron's was settled snuggly against him. As Aaron's shoulder nestled into Mark's armpit, Aaron could feel Mark's pit hair, and he caught a slight whiff of Mark's scent. It wasn't a bad B.O. smell. Instead it was a pleasant muskiness, which caused Aaron's penis to tighten up fully again in reaction. His eye lids closed half-way for a moment then, as he breathed in deeply through his nose, trying to catch a stronger whiff. As Mark's scent filled his nostrils, Aaron's cock began to throb with desire again. "Now, let's get some sleep!" Mark said, still smiling, and holding his still confused, but relieved, and even somewhat happy, albeit still quite horny, younger step-brother in his arms. Neither said anything else then. Each lie quietly brooding about what had just occurred. Both boys were worried anew about the other's thoughts about their own manhood and preferences. Neither was willing yet to admit to the other that they were gay, and that they'd thoroughly enjoyed, and even craved more of what they'd just done. And, both still believed the other to be straight - yet, they were both now beginning to question their beliefs a little. Each realized that the other seemed to have been more accepting, and even willing to participate in what had happened. As a result, both boys' minds were racing with fresh wonderment about each other, as well as a greatly heightened desire for a repeat performance, and then some! "Could he be gay... or maybe bi????" Mark wondered, as he recalled how Aaron had initiated their kiss, and begun humping against him. "Or was it just an automatic 'thing' afterall???" "Why didn't he beat me up for doing that to him?" Aaron wondered. "And, why's he still being nice to me??? It's not normal for a straight guy to put up with stuff like that - even from a brother - is it???" With troubling thoughts such as these racing through their minds, both boys lay awake for some time, lost in thought, trying to fathom what had just happened, what it meant to their relationship, and what the future would hold for their relationship. Neither could focus fully on their worries though, as each couldn't help replaying over and over in their minds, what had just occurred. As a result, both boys felt warm as they lay snuggled up to each other, each with a raging hardon poking up under the blankets, as their mutual, yet unspoken desire to get even more physical with each other caused both to become more frustrated as well. After awhile, Mark, who was exhausted from the day's activities, being up late the night before cybering with Chris, and all the deep brooding he was now doing, finally dozed off. A few minutes later, Aaron relaxed and stopped worrying so much about what Mark might say come morning. If he was truly upset with him, Aaron reasoned, he wouldn't have fallen asleep. Instead he'd be lying awake thinking yet. Surprised yet over Mark's apparent acceptance of what had happened, but tired himself, Aaron finally relaxed completely, and smiling a little to himself as he snuggled more comfortably into his brother's embrace, despite having a full-blown erection yet, he too fell asleep. Once they were asleep, both boys slept soundly for a little while, but then, both began dreaming. In Mark's dream, he and Aaron were lying naked together on top of his bed. Both had hardons. He was teasing Aaron, and reached over and began tickling Aaron. As soon as he started tickling him, Aaron began shrieking with giggles, and thrashing around on the bed. Mark quickly rolled over so that he was kneeling between Aaron's splayed legs, and he continued tickling his ribs and arm pits. As distracted as Aaron was, Mark noticed that he never fully lost his erection! Eventually, Mark stopped tickling Aaron, who was becoming breathless. In the aftermath, as Aaron lay smiling up at him, his face slowly took on an extremely aroused and erotic expression. Smiling, Mark leaned down and kissed him on the forehead. As a slight smile appeared on Aaron's lips, Mark moved down to them and began kissing him softly. Aaron responded in an ardant fashion, and Mark wrapped his arms around the boy, and opened his mouth as he continued kissing him. As the two lay together French kissing, both their hips automatically began moving, so their erect penises were rubbing against each other's pelvises. After a moment, Mark broke their kiss, and moved down the bed, so that his face was hanging right over Aaron's throbbing cock, the tip of which was moist with pre-cum. Grinning, Mark lowered his head, and sucked the boy's cock into his mouth. Immediately he began deep-throating Aaron, whose hips began to slowly undulate in a fucking motion. Mark's left hand moved up and he cupped and fondled Aaron's testicles then, and his right hand moved to Aaron's crack. Then, as Mark slowly shoved his middle finger between Aaron's sweaty cheeks, the boy spread his legs further apart, invitingly, signaling his hopeful anticipation of Mark's attention to his now fully exposed anus. Smiling, as he continued sucking on Aaron, in response to Aaron's apparent desire for some anal stimulation, Mark gently began fingering the boy's tight pucker. Aaron's back arched suddenly, and a rush of air left his lungs, as he let out a half gasp, half groan of pleasure at Mark's soft touch. Still smiling around Aaron's dick, Mark began sucking up and down on it a little faster then. At the same time his left hand began manipulating Aaron's balls a little more firmly, and gently Mark pressed on Aaron's hole with the tip of his middle finger. As Mark exerted a little more pressure on Aaron's sphincter, he suddenly felt it give way, and his finger slid up into Aaron's warm rectum. He felt around for just a moment, until he located the small lump in the front of the boy's rectum that was his prostate. Then, he began gently kneading it with his fingertip, as he continued sucking on his cock and playing with his balls. Soon Aaron's hips began moving faster too, in time with Mark's mouth strokes, and soft whimpers and gasps of pleasure emitted from his lips. All too soon, Mark felt Aaron's balls pulling up toward his body, and his scrotum hardening slightly. Aaron's body tensed up a little, then suddenly he heard a soft cry, felt Aaron's sphincter tighten quickly and firmly around his finger, and felt a strong splash of thick liquid against the back of his throat, as Aaron climaxed and fired a large glob of semen into his mouth. Instantly Mark's mouth was filled with the flavor of Aaron's slightly salty essence. Mark's own excitement surged then with the knowledge that he'd brought Aaron to a rapturous orgasm, and he felt his own orgasm begin spontaneously. And suddenly - Mark jerked awake, as he really felt semen surging through his penis. "Fuck!" he thought, as his body expelled a flood of cum against the sheet that was lying over him. Instantly, as he felt the wetness of the sheet touching his belly, he reached for his cock with his free hand and began masturbating. "Mmmmm...." he moaned in a barely audible tone, as he spasmed again, pumping more cum against his sheet, and his belly. With Aaron still laying snuggled up to him, on top of his one arm, Mark continued jerking off, for several seconds, trying not to let his body move too much, so Aaron wouldn't wake up. As he did, he sprayed himself and the sheet laying over him with semen a few more times. Finally, when his wet dream ended, he was left sweaty and panting, with a sheet drenched in cum lying on top of him. "Yech!" he gasped, in disgust, as he lay still, waiting for his breathing to return to normal. "Fuck!" he muttered a minute later, as he began gently extracting his arm from underneath Aaron. He had to free himself, so he could clean himself up. Once he was out from under Aaron, who had finally rolled over, away from him, Mark leaned over the edge of his bed and plucked his dirty underwear up off the floor and used it to clean himself up with, and wiped as much of his cum off the bed sheet as possible. When he was finished, he dropped the underwear back over the edge of the bed onto the floor, then rolled over onto his side and wrapped his arm around Aaron again. Happy, and finally feeling relaxed, he soon fell asleep again. This time he slept soundly. * * * In Aaron's dream, the two were sleeping naked together in bed. It was morning, and Aaron woke up first. As Mark was sleeping, Aaron took the opportunity to reach over under the covers, and wrap his hand around Mark's pole, which was holding the covers up. Gently, he began masturbating the older boy. He saw a smile appear on Mark's lips, as he continued sleeping. Gradually, he worked up the speed with which he was pumping on Mark's cock. Mark became more and more excited. Suddenly, Mark gasped and began ejaculating. As he did, his eyes flew open, and he stared incredulously at Aaron. He was awake! Before Aaron could even think to stop jerking Mark off, Mark spasmed again, gasping and blowing another load of cum. Mark smiled then, and said, "Fuck that feels good - keep going!" Although he was incredulous over Mark's acceptance of what he was doing, Aaron continued pumping his cock, causing Mark to explode 3 or 4 more times, before his spasms finally subsided. "Damn!" Mark said, smiling happily, in a relaxed way, when Aaron finally released his finally softening penis. "You're good man! Guess I owe you, huh?" "Huh?" Aaron asked, blinking and looking at Mark, confused. "I owe you!" Mark said, grinning a lewd grin. Then, before Aaron could reply, Mark's hand had suddenly wrapped around his own stiff penis. "Ohhh!!" Aaron gasped as Mark began pumping up and down on his dick. "What's good for the goose, is good for the gander!" Mark said, grinning. "You do me. I'll do you!" Aaron couldn't believe Mark wasn't angry with him, and in fact was so willing to reciprocate! He also couldn't believe how great Mark's hand felt! Then, as Mark picked up speed, he reached for Aaron's ass, and stuffed a finger between his buttocks. "Awww!!!" Aaron gasped, in surprise over the sudden pressure and slight pain he felt as Mark's digit slid through his tight ring-muscle. "Mmmmm..." he moaned a moment later, as while Mark continued masturbating him, he also began rubbing his prostate. Mark worked on Aaron for only a minute, before Aaron felt his orgasm beginning to build. It built quickly! A moment later, his body suddenly exploded joyously, and he felt a surge of cum rocketing through his urethra. "AAwwww!!!" Aaron gasped, as he woke, to find himself lying on his stomach, in mid-orgasm, as he humped the mattress. Quickly, he glanced at Mark, and was happy to see he was still sleeping soundly. "Oh shit!" Aaron gasped softly then, as he blew a second load of semen between his belly and the sheet. Realizing it was too late to stop himself from cumming, and enjoying the feeling anyway, he resumed gently humping the bed, hoping not to wake Mark, whose arm was still draped over his back, as his body continued spasming, and squirting more and more jism. A few seconds later, Aaron's orgasm ended, and he stopped fucking the mattress with his hips. "mmmmm..." he moaned happily, in the initial aftermath. A moment later though, as the cum he'd expelled beneath him began to get cold, he crinkled his nose in disgust. "Fuck!" he thought, as he laid in his mess. Not knowing what to do, and not wanting to wake Mark, he gave up thinking about it, and focused on his spent and happy feeling, as he laid still, waiting to fall back to sleep. Shortly he did. He too slept soundly for the rest of the night. * * * When Aaron woke in the morning, he was surprised, and disappointed to find that Mark was already awake, as he'd hoped to explore Mark's body, as the older boy slept. When Aaron opened his eyes, he found he was again lying snuggled up against Mark, again with his leg lying over Mark's again, so again, he was half straddling him. And, of course again, both he and Mark had full-blown hardons, which were pressed up against each other's thighs. Aaron noticed that Mark's twitched with arousal every few seconds. A few seconds later, he realized his was flexing similarly, about as often. "Hey sleepyhead!" Mark said, smiling at him. "Mornin'," Aaron croaked softly, and thickly, as his cock surged a little more strongly. Realizing the position they were in again, Aaron started to apologize, and pull away. "Don't bother," Mark said, tightening his arm muscles to hold Aaron in place, laying against him. Then he snickered and added, "Least this time you didn't have a wet dream and blow your load all over me!" Aaron was suddenly wide awake. His eyes widened, and his face heated up, as he looked up at Mark, who was smiling at him. "You were awake then last night?" he asked, deeply embarrassed. "Last night?" Mark asked confused. "Yeah..." Aaron said, looking a little confused himself because of Mark's confused expression. "You know... when I had my wet dream." "You had one last night too?" Mark asked, smiling, as he realized why Aaron seemed confused. "Uh... Yeah, isn't that what you were talking about?" Aaron asked, even more confused. "No, not really. I musta slept through it," Mark chuckled. "I was talking about the one from that time before when you blew your jizz all over me!" "You were awake then?" Aaron asked in a raspy, surprised voice, mortified that Mark new he'd cum all over him. Chuckling, Mark said, "Naw... I slept through that one too, but in the morning, I knew I hadn't had one, and I had all this crusty jizz stuck to my pubes... You were the only one in bed with me- so... had to be you!" Aaron looked away, unable to face Mark, and mumbled, "I'm so sorry!" Mark gave him a squeeze and said, "No problem - you were asleep - obviously dreaming about some gorgeous blond! You couldn't help it, so I'm OK wth it!" As Aaron's face burned, he thought to himself, "Yeah, I WAS dreaming about a gorgeous blond - YOU!" Of course Aaron couldn't say that. Uncertain how to respond to Mark though, Aaron finally said in a quiet voice, "um... well thanks... I guess. I am sorry though." "Stop worrying! I know you are!" Mark said. Then he added, "Besides, I had one last night too! And this time I almost got mine on you, but ... luckily, I didn't." "Really?" Aaron's eyes opened wide. Mark tinged a little pink as he replied, "yeah." He chuckled then and said, "Guess the sheets need laundering after we both made messes of them! Anyway, I think I'll go shower now!" "OH!" Aaron cried, suddenly. "Um, can you hold on a minute? I need to pee bad!" "Well," Mark said. "I think since we've shared the bathroom before, and seen each other naked so much, and well... after last night, and that time from before when we even 'handed' each other... I think we can probably just share the bathroom from now on. I mean - it's up here on our floor, and it's just for us, so ... I don't see a problem with it. Choice is your's though. You can have your privacy if you want." "OH!" Aaron said, suprised. "Um... well, OK we can share, but - let me go man, I gotta go NOW, before I piss the bed!" Chuckling, Mark released Aaron from his embrace, and the boy rolled over, leaped out of bed, and ran toward the door. Mark smiled as he watches Aaron's profile as he headed for the door, with his erection slapping up and down. Then, from behind as he reached the door, his butt cheeks wiggled seductively up and down, as he walked quickly out of the room. Once he was gone, Mark's eyes moved to the bed where Aaron had been lying. "Damn he blows a big load!" Mark said, smiling to himself when he saw a huge, nearly oval cum stain on the lower sheet. Grinning, Mark reached over and touched it. His cock throbbed as he felt that the spot was still slightly damp. Instantly Mark's expression changed to one of arousal, as he leaned over and put his nose down to the cum stain. His cock lurched violently, as breathing in deeply, he smelled the delicate scent of Aaron's seminal fluid. Breathing heavily, Mark glanced at the door. Aaron was across the hall in the bathroom, with the door closed. Quickly, Mark stuck out his tongue, and he licked the damp spot on the sheet. He was elated, and his dick stretched tauter than ever as he tasted the faint flavor of the slightly salty residue of Aaron's semen. "Mmmmm..." Mark moaned, softly, and he licked the spot a couple more times, enamored with the knowledge that he was finally tasting his little step-brother's cum. When Mark couldn't taste Aaron's flavor anymore, he got up and smiling, and licking his lips, he too headed for the bathroom. * * * When Mark arrived in the bathroom a moment later, sporting his own hardon, he found Aaron, bracing himself against the back wall, as he leaned forward over the toilet, pushing down on the top of his hardon with his other hand, so it was pointing down into the bowl. A thick, strong, stream of urine surged from the tip of Aaron's penis, shooting downward, hitting the toilet water loudly. "Isn't morning wood a wonderful thing?" Mark said, smirking sarcastically, as he watched Aaron's thick, powerful stream. Aaron glanced over to say something rude back to Mark, but then saw Mark too was stiff, and his glare instantly changed into a grin. "Guess we can christen the shower this morning!" he said instead, still grinning. "Oh yeah!" Mark said, grinning back at him. His cock twitched strongly at the same time, causing Aaron's grin to broaden, and his dick to strain harder against his hand for a second. Aaron's grin faded a moment later. "But... if we're gonna share the bathroom - um... there's glass shower doors. We'll be able to see each other when we're in the shower!" he said, as his peeing slowed down. He wondered just how Mark would like to handle jerking off in the shower, if they were sharing the bathroom. Mark chuckled, picking up right away on Aaron's meaning, as Aaron flexed his internal muscles and squirted a couple last blasts of piss into the toilet, and said, "Well, to begin with, the doors aren't fully clear - they're that mottled stuff, so we won't see much more than an outline of each other's bodies. And, it's not like we haven't seen each other do it before! Christ, like I said before, we even did each other once! Besides that, we're gonna have our own rooms now, so we'll probably be doing more whacking off alone in our rooms! So, I think it's OK to jack in the shower, even if the other of us is in the room. Just don't be obvious about staring at me, and I won't gawk at you either!.... Of course if you don't wanta have it this way... that's OK too. Like I said, if you want your privacy, you can have it." "No!" Aaron cried quickly. Instantly he flushed pink, afraid Mark would think he had protested too quickly. Never-the-less, still surprised at Mark's attitude, he added more blandly, "I just mean it's OK with me I guess." "Cool!" Mark said, smiling, as he looked at Aaron, whose penis, the tip of which was moist with pee yet, was slowly starting to deflate. "In that case, I'm gonna shower now!" With that, he stepped into the shower and closed its door. A minute later, after he'd started the water, Aaron could see Mark soaping up his body behind the mottled glass. Aaron's piss hardon, which had pretty much disappeared, started to instantly swell up again, as he saw the outline or Mark's arm as it began moving swiftly back and forth in the region of his crotch! A moment later, Aaron reached for his own penis, and surreptitiously watching Mark, masturbated along with him. A minute later, as he heard Mark gasp slightly, he too was overcome with euphoria, and he started to shoot his own load into a wad of Kleenex he'd quickly ripped from the box sitting on the toilet tank. As the two boys watched each other through the mottled glass door, each continued masturbating, and each spasmed several more times, ejaculating more semen - Mark's landing against the shower door, and in the tub, and Aaron's in his wad of Kleenex. A couple minutes later, after Mark had finished washing, he emerged from the shower. The two exchanged conspiratorial smiles, and Aaron stepped into the shower to wash, while Mark reached for a towel and began drying off. * * * Over the next few days, everyone finished unpacking their things. The boys found their underwear after a couple days, and although they didn't say so, both felt sad when their days of going "Commando" ended. Phyllis and Gran however were aghast when Aaron let it slip at the dinner table, the day they'd begun donning their boxers again, that they'd been going without any for a couple days. Mark was relieved when Steve chuckled and told the women that guys did that sometimes. "Well - " Phyllis started to say in a reprimanding tone, but when she saw Steve's look, all she ended with in a deflated tone was, "I expect it's more comfortable with underwear. I'm glad you found them." "It's safer too!" Aaron said, smiling. "Almost zipped myself a few times!" "And it's a real bitch when you zip your pubes too!" Mark added grinning. As Steve laughed heartily, and Gran smiled with amusement, Phyllis looked at the boys, and her husband, with a scandalized look on her face. "I don't really think this is very polite dinner conversation!" she said, finally. Still smirking, Steve nodded, and changed the subject, saying he expected both boys should probably be happy, now that Mark's bed had finally arrived, and they could each have their own rooms again. The boys both acknowledged this was true, although neither seemed excited about it, which caused the adults to look curiously at them. No one commented about it though. Although Mark liked having his privacy so he could more freely express himself over his web cam when he and Chris were having cyber-sex, he missed having Aaron in his room, and bed, with him. Aaron felt the same way, although even more so, as he wasn't utilizing his time alone in as interesting a manner as Mark was. In their hearts, both boys were disappointed to be living in separate bedrooms again. Neither would admit it though, of course. * * * On the fourth night after Mark's bed arrived, and the boys had been sleeping in their own rooms, a violent thunderstorm struck, just as they were getting ready for bed. Mark knew Aaron hated thunder storms, and could tell he was a little skittish about the one that was happening at the moment. "Wanta have a 'sleep-over' tonight?" he asked Aaron, smiling. "Really?" Aaron asked, a little surprised, but instantly seeming relieved as well. "Sure, c'mon and sleep with me tonight," Mark said, grinning. "I know you hate thunder storms, and it's supposed to go on and off all night. Besides, I kinda miss you!" Aaron blushed at Mark's mention of his fear, but smiled as well over his latter statement. As they were both finished in the bathroom, Aaron followed Mark across the hallway to his room. He was surprised when Mark stripped off his boxers. "Y-you're sleeping nude?" he asked, as he felt his penis tingling at the sight of Mark's firm, bubble-shaped ass cheeks, which were sparsely sprinkled with short, fine, blond hairs. Aaron wished Mark would bend over and expose his rose bud, but he didn't. "Yup, I found I really like it!" Mark was saying, with a grin on his face. Feeling his cock lurch, as it rapidly began filling with blood, Aaron smiled too, and quickly stripped his own underwear off. "I liked it too!" he said, blushing again, this time because he clearly had a semi-erection, that was still growing. Mark's grin expanded when he saw Aaron's arousal. He felt his own penis start stretching then too. Quickly, the two crawled into Mark's new bed. "This is comfortable," Aaron said, as he settled back into the pillow. "Yeah, I like it," Mark said. "Maybe I should've asked for a new bed too," Aaron said, rather dolefully. Mark chuckled and said, "Your's is comfortable too." "Not as much as this one though!" Aaron said, luxuriating as he stretched and spread his body out on the squishy extra-thick padding that the mattress was topped with. "Well," said Mark, as he too settled in, "guess you'll have to visit me more often then!" Aaron grinned as his cock surged with excitement over the implied invitation. The blankets lifted slightly where his crotch was. Mark saw it and snickered. His own dick flexed in response, and had the same affect on the blankets over his own crotch. "I might just do that," Aaron said, grinning and consciously squeezing his kegel muscles again, when he saw Mark's tent, thus poking the blankets up again for a moment. When he relaxed, there was still a noticeable bulge there, but it wasn't as pronounced as it had been. "So what're you doing tomorrow?" Mark asked, changing the subject, but not taking his eyes from Aaron's bulge. "I guess I can 'sleep-over' with you again," Aaron said, smiling, not realizing Mark was asking about the plans he had for the daytime. Mark chuckled and said, "OK, but I was actually asking what you were doing during the day." "Oh!" Aaron said, feeling his face warm up a little. "Um... I dunno... maybe me and Kyle'll get together." "Yeah, you haven't seen him yet since we moved in. I thought that was the reason you wanted to move here - to see him more!" Mark said. "He and his family were on vacation. They just got home today," Aaron replied. "Oh, so that's why you've just been hangin' out with me all week!" Mark said, in a suddenly somewhat subdued tone. "NO!" Aaron responded instantly. He hoped he didn't sound too eager. "Um... I like hangin' out with you too," he added, a little more casually. Mark smiled again. "Cool," he said, his tone happy again. "Cause I like hangin' with you too!" Aaron couldn't help smiling then too. Suddenly Mark rolled toward Aaron, who, because he was sporting serious wood, quickly rolled onto his side facing away from Mark. When he did, he pulled his knees up too. Mark was moving quickly, and continued in mid-roll and reached over and threw his arm around Aaron's torso and pulled back on him, causing Aaron to roll backward. When he did, the head of Mark's penis, which was fully erect and sticking straight out, suddenly jammed right up against Aaron's asshole. "Awwwwww!!!" Aaron cried in surprise, and mild pain. As Mark's body stopped moving forward, and he slightly relaxed his hold on Aaron, the slightly painful feeling Aaron was experiencing quickly turned into an unexpectedly pleasureful feeling. Instantly, both Aaron's and Mark's eyes opened wide with the realization that Mark's cock was suddenly pressed right up against Aaron's anal opening. Both were shocked, but at the same time, each instantly became extremely aroused, as well as nervous and embarrassed. The two lay absolutely still for a moment, both somewhat stunned by the turn of events. As they lie, unmoving, both their body's pelvic muscles forcefully spasmed automatically several times though, sending waves of pleasure surging through both their bodies. Aaron had never had a cock pressed up against his asshole before - and he found it extremely erotic - especially each time Mark's dick flexed and it felt like he was trying to push it right through his tight ring muscle. Mark who was nearly beside himself with desire to do just that! He just wanted to shove his hips forward, and enter Aaron fully! He couldn't believe how wonderful the boy's rosebud felt, as it opened and closed against the tip of his cock. Of course he restrained himself. "Uh..." Mark said, finally releasing his hold on Aaron. "Ummm... fuck I'm sorry man! I didn't expect you to roll over like you did, then back at me again too!" Quickly he pulled backward, dislodging the glans of his penis from the deepest part of the cleft between Aaron's buttocks, where it had been snuggly nestled against Aaron's sphincter, which had kept steadily tightening and releasing. "Um, I-I really didn't mean too," Aaron said, nervous and uncertain. "I'm sorry." "You don't have to be sorry," Mark said, smiling at Aaron's back. "I'm the one who was attacking you. I'm the one who needs to be sorry." "It's OK," Aaron said, as it dawned on him just how much he'd enjoyed the feeling of having Mark's dick nearly shoved up his ass. "Still," Mark said. "It's a good thing you didn't roll any further back. Christ, I mighta ended up all the way up inside you!" Aaron gasped silently at the thought, and his cock lurched violently as well. "Fuck I wish that had happened," he thought to himself. He felt his ears reddening, even though he'd only thought it. To Mark he said, "Bet you'd of liked that!" Mark chuckled and said, "Well, you do have a cute butt, and probably a really tight hole, but... without lube - wouldn'ta been that much fun for either of us!" Aaron's eyes opened wide with surprise. He hadn't expected Mark to joke around quite like that. "Well, no lube - no entry!" Aaron said smiling, attempting to joke boldly like Mark usually did. Mark roared and said, "Well, if that's all you want, I got lube!" "Sure! You'd love it if I just spread my cheeks and let you slide on in, huh?" Aaron cried, rolling onto his back and grinning at Mark. Mark was a little surprised at Aaron's banter, but grinned at him and cried, "OH YEAH! You know it babe!" The two grinned at each other and both chuckled. A minute later though, Mark rolled back at Aaron and grabbed his sides and began tickling him in the ribs, til Aaron was shrieking with laughter and giggles. "ST-STOP!!!" Aaron managed to gasp eventually. "Gonna p-pee.... on ... on your n-new bed!!!!!!!!" "Do it and die!" Mark cried, and he started tickling poor Aaron even more, and he didn't stop til he saw the boy was really getting breathless, and had reached for and was squeezing his penis tightly. When Mark stopped, Aaron laid still panting for a minute, still holding his dick tightly. Then, suddenly, he leaped up and ran for the bathroom. After he'd left, Mark noticed a small, round, damp spot on the bottom sheet. Apparently Aaron had almost lost complete control, and had dribbled a bit. Mark frowned slightly and felt bad for having tickled Aaron so voraciously. A minute later when Aaron returned, Mark said, "Sorry man, I thought you were joking about having to pee." "Well, I wasn't!" Aaron snapped, indignantly, but blushing a little. "And look! Now you have a pee spot on your new bed!" Mark couldn't help smiling slightly. "I know," he said. "And I'm sorry. C'mon. Climb back in. And you can have the dry side. I'll take your wet spot." "You're gonna sleep in my pee?" Aaron asked looking at him incredulously. Mark grinned and said, "It's not that big a spot, and it's kinda dry on top already - I'll live. Get in bed!" Just then there was a tremendous clap of thunder and the lights all went out. Mark chuckled as Aaron leaped into bed, into the spot he'd been in, with its wet spot, and yanked the covers over him. "Guess it's starting in again. So... you wanta trade places?" Mark asked. "I'm OK," Aaron said, peeking out from under the blankets. "Besides, it's my pee, and like you said, it's already kinda dry." "Well, OK then," Mark said. "How 'bout you snuggle over to me though. I promise, no more tickling." Instantly, much of Aaron's fear of the storm dissipated, as he smiled slightly and scootched over to Mark, who wrapped his arm protectively around him. The rain started pounding down on the roof above them then. The two lay together quietly then, Aaron happily enjoying the safety of Mark's embrace, and Mark enjoying the feeling of the younger boy's body molded up against his own. As they lay together, both again, as they'd done often recently, pondered their own desires, and the reactions of each other to their actions, which seemed to be more than just brotherly. Neither was troubled anymore, as they both realized the other was accepting of things the way they were. Neither could help wondering though... just how far was the other willing to go??? As Aaron became drowsier, he rolled onto his side, facing away from Mark, but leaning back against Mark. Mark automatically turned onto his side too, facing Aaron's back, and the two fell into a spoon together, as Mark wrapped his arm in a firm hug around Aaron. Except for an initial surge of pleasure by Aaron's hardon, neither seemed to take much notice of the fact that Mark was fully hard, and his erect penis had fallen into place, lying pressed, facing upward, into the crack of Aaron's ass. Both seemed to have come to fully expect that the other would be hard most of the time when they were naked together, and that it was OK for their penises to touch each other, even in intimate ways. Neither seemed to worry about possible wet dreams anymore, or any other embarrassing circumstances either. In fact, both seemed aware that they were each now completely comfortable with each other's sexuality, to the point they'd experienced it with each other up til then. As proof of this, both fell happily asleep almost immediately after snuggling together, without giving the fact that Mark's hardon was lodged in Aaron's crack a thought at all. * * * When Aaron woke up the next morning, he was looking right at Mark, who was on his side, facing him. Aaron grinned when he saw that Mark's eyes were closed, and he heard Mark's soft, slow, deep snoring. After waiting a minute, cautiously, Aaron reached down next to him, under the covers, toward Mark. Sure enough, Mark's dick was stiff, and it was pointing straight at him! Grinning again, Aaron's hand encircled Mark's organ, and gently he began masturbating him. Almost immediately, a slight smile appeared on Mark's lips. He continued snoring though. At the same time Aaron realized his own cock was rapidly becoming fully hard, and that it was bent uncomfortably against the mattress, pointing down toward his feet. Aaron worked on Mark's penis for just a few seconds before he had to stop and adjust his own appendage, which was really getting uncomfortable, in its bent position. As he pushed his hips up off the bed, and reached down to pull his cock upward, so that it was lying flat between the bed and his belly, he had an idea. Smiling, he carefully let go of Mark's dick, then slowly turned onto his side, so his back was facing Mark. Then he scootched backward, until the tip of Mark's cock was rubbing his ass crack. Cautiously Aaron moved up and backward a little more. At the same time, he reached back and spread his ass cheeks, until he had positioned himself, so that the head of Mark's cock was pressing directly against his asshole, just like it had been the night before. Aaron rested for a minute then, so that Mark would keep sleeping. As he laid quietly with Mark's dick, which twitched occasionally, pressed firmly against his rosebud, he became more and more excited, until, due to his excitement, he reached for his own cock, and realized the tip of it was actually a little damp with precum. Aaron couldn't take it anymore then. With his heart racing, he gently pushed his pelvis backward, so that Mark's cock pressed even harder against his hole! As he pushed still harder against Mark's penis, Aaron found that it didn't feel as good as it did when he just let it rub against his pucker. In fact, the harder he pushed the more uncomfortable it became. He didn't understand. He enjoyed shoving his fingers and other objects up his ass, but Mark's cock, wasn't working. It wouldn't enter him, and it was starting to actually hurt. "It'll be better once I get it in me!" Aaron reasoned with himself. He pushed back harder then, and suddenly experienced an excructiating painful, ripping feeling, as he felt himself being impaled by something that felt like it must've been as thick as a phone pole! Instantly Aaron's eyes watered, and his immediate reaction was to cry out in pain, but he caught himself in time, and stifled his gasp of agony. Aaron's second reaction was to immediately rip himself off Mark's massive cock, the head of which was now inside him. Again, he realized that any sudden movements might wake Mark, which he definitely didn't want to happen. Too scared and confused to do anything, Aaron laid still for a moment with the head of Mark's cock shoved just inside his rectum, as tears of pain welled in his eyes, and one actually broke free and rolled down his cheek. To make matters worse, Mark had indeed been disturbed and had half woken! In his half-asleep state, he tried to shift into a more comfortable position. In the process, he reached over Aaron. Feeling his little brother's body, he'd automatically pulled him back toward him into a hug. At the same time his hips moved forward, so that his dick suddenly thrust swiftly, and entirely, up into Aaron's anal cavity. Poor Aaron almost screamed in agony as he felt himself being ripped further open, and as if he'd been punched deep inside his pelvis, when the head of Mark's cock slammed against the inside wall of his intestins. He barely managed to bury his face in his pillow as he gasped, and stifled a pain-stricken sob that had burst from his throat. Lying absolutely still, Aaron was beside himself in agonizing pain. His asshole and insides felt like they'd been ripped open and battered by Mark's long, thick, throbbing intrusion, and all Aaron wanted to do was get Mark's dick out of him! He couldn't though, without waking Mark! So he laid still for a moment, as tears of pain stung his eyes and slid down his cheeks. As he lay there, he thought ruefully about something he'd read in a history book about how the real Dracula had tortured and killed his victims, and he suddenly had a whole new outlook on how the victims of Vlad the impaler must've felt! Things suddenly worsened then, as subconciously, while he slept on, Mark must've felt the warm, moist, snug encasement of Aaron's rectum surrounding his penis, because to Aaron's initial relief, Mark began slowly pulling his hips back, as if, Aaron thought, he was going to pull out of him. This wasn't to be though. Aaron's eyes flew open in horror and renewed agony a moment later, when Mark's hips thrust suddenly forward again, filling Aaron's bowels again with his stiff hardness. As Mark started his backward stroke again, Aaron realized he wasn't trying to pull out of him, but had actually started fucking him! He couldn't take the realization that there would soon be another forward thrust, and then more and more after that. So, just before Mark reversed his motion, to plunge back into him again, Aaron swiftly yanked free of his embrace, and ripped himself off Mark's cock, quickly rolling away, out of his grasp. Mark stirred for a moment, as Aaron lay facing away from him, horror stricken by what had just occurred, and terrified Mark had woken up and realized what he'd done. He was greatly relieved to be off Mark's pole though. After a minute, Mark's snoring resumed, and an extremely thankful Aaron began to calm down. Aaron lay quietly for a couple minutes, trying recover from his trauma. After a couple minutes, he became aware of a slightly damp feeling around his asshole. Concerned that he might be bleeding, he reached back and gingerly felt his asshole. His sphincter felt puffy, and he was surprised that it felt like his opening wasn't fully shut yet. Indeed, he was able to easily slide his index finger into his rectum. After a minute, Aaron's hole began to sting and soon it felt like it was burning like hell, and inside, his guts ached. Ruefully, he wiped his hole with his index finger, then pulled his hand out from under the covers to examine it. He was grateful to see there wasn't any blood on his finger! Aaron laid quietly for a few minutes then, silently berating himself for having done such a stupid thing. After a while though, his self loathing gave way to wonderment about how come Mark's penis had hurt him so much, since he was used to stuffing his fingers, and other objects up inside himself, the results of which usually were pleasureful. "Guess he's just too big!" Aaron dolefully thought finally. Eventually, with his pucker still stinging and fiercely itching, and with a dull achiness deep in his intestines, he got up and went to the bathroom. * * * Aaron wasn't sure he wanted to sit on the toilet to take a crap. He felt like he needed to go, but wasn't happy with the contemplation of shoving anything else through his hole - in either direction. Never-the-less, he felt the familiar pressure in his bowels, like he did most other mornings, so he sat down on the toilet. He didn't have long to ponder the situation any further. In less than half a minute, he felt his bowels beginning to move, so resignedly, he gave a half-hearted, rather cautious push with his pelvic muscles. A moment later, he cringed, as a piece of shit passed out of his body. It felt like something sharp was scraping the inner edges of his hole. Tears began to well in his eyes again as the burning became intense, as the thickest part of his shit slid through his anus. When he was finished emptying out, he sat with his eyes closed, while his smarting asshole opened and closed spastically several times, stimulated into automatic spasms due to all the recent movement of large objects in and out of it. After a minute or so, Aaron's body finally relaxed, and the pain and itching began to subside. A minute later though, when he finally wiped himself, Aaron thought it felt like he was using sandpaper on his tender opening. Holding the toilet paper up, he examined it, and was concerned by some thin streaks of blood on the toilet paper, along with the brown streaks of shit. They weren't too big though, so he finished cleaning himself up, and decided, regardless of how much it hurt at the moment from being rubbed a few times with the toilet paper, that he'd probably recover in time. When Aaron got up off the toilet, his ass was stinging quite a bit yet. "Maybe if I shower and wash it good..." Aaron thought. Hoepfully, he climbed into the shower. * * * A few minutes later, Aaron's mood had changed. He'd washed himself thoroughly, albeit as gently as he could. Initially it had stung quite a bit when he'd rubbed the bar of soap back and forth through his ass crack, but eventually, once he'd washed himself and rinsed, he felt a lot better. The burning sensation was still there, but it wasn't half as bad as it had benn. In the process of washing himself, he'd of course developed a hardon again. Smiling, he lathered his cock and balls up, and set about stroking up and down his rod with his closed fist, while he fondled his testicles. A couple minutes later, Mark quietly entered the bathroom. He grinned as he looked at the shower, and saw Aaron's outline through the mottled glass of the showerdoor. He was standing in what Mark thought of as his typical "jack-off position" - poised with his hips held pushed slightly forward, leaning back a little, feet spread apart, head bent to look down at what he was doing. Of course his right hand was flying up and down his cock as well. Mark felt his own tool beginning to quickly expand, as he watched his little step-brother beating off, and listened to the soft slapping sound Aaron's hand made as it hit his pelvis with each backward stroke. Without thinking about it, Mark's hand moved to his own cock, and a few seconds later, as he continued watching Aaron pleasuring himself, he too was pumping his own dick. After a few seconds, Mark sniffed curiously. He distinctly smelled shit! Remembering that the previous night he'd accidentally poked his cock into Aaron's butt crack, Mark stopped and smelled his hand. Knowing nothing of Aaron's secret, early morning butt play when Aaron had ended up with Mark's penis up his ass, Mark couldn't believe how shitty his dick smelled, just from pressing the head of it against Aaron's hole. "Damn! He needs to clean his crack better," Mark thought, surprised. His cock throbbed with excitement though at the knowledge that he had Aaron's scent on himself. Quickly he resumed masturbating. A few seconds later, in the shower, Aaron heard Mark gasp slightly, and looked up. At first he was embarrassed, and his stroke slowed down, when he saw Mark's shadow through the mottled glass of the shower door. But when he realized Mark was masturbating as well, he smiled, and resumed swiftly pumping his cock. He felt his orgasm beginning to form as well, at the thought of Mark masturbating so close by - and because he realized that Mark must realize he was jerking off as well, which was probably exciting Mark as well. Outside the shower, Mark realized from the pause in Aaron's action, and then how he'd re-doubled his efforts, that his presence, and what he was doing himself, had probably been detected by Aaron. He smiled and started jerking off a little faster himself. For a minute, all that could be heard in the bathroom, besides the sizzle of the water from the shower hitting the tub floor, was the soft slapping sounds of both boys' hands, each time they smacked back against their pelvises, heavy breathing from each of them, and an occasional, soft gasp of pleasure from one or the other. In the shower, Aaron felt his orgasm approaching, and sped up his pumping. Outside the shower, Mark heard the increase in tempo of Aaron's hand movements. He realized the boy was becoming more excited, and felt his own orgasm beginning to build as well. He too sped up his actions. A moment later, Mark's arousal doubled as he heard a half gasp - half groan from the shower, and he saw the shadow of Aaron's body jerk spastically, as his cock erupted, firing a blast of molten cum against the shower door. Aaron moaned happily, and rather loudly, a couple seconds later, as he felt euphoria spread through him again, as again he blew a long, thick rope of cum against the shower door. As Mark heard Aaron cumming for the third time, his own orgasm began as well. His body tensed up, and he too felt a surge of pleasure shoot through him, as a rope of semen shot from his dick, and flew through the air. From inside the shower, Aaron heard Mark moan softly, and he could see that Mark had stepped over to the sink, and was cumming into it as well. Grinning, Aaron groaned again as his body spasmed with joy again, and still more cum squirted from his dick. The two boys each continued swiftly stroking their sex organs, until their orgasms had ended. Then, each stood smiling to himself, still holding his slowly wilting, dripping cock in his hand, as warm happiness washed through both their bodies. After a minute, Aaron came to from his reverie, and finished washing up, then stepped out of the shower, leaving it running for Mark, who was just about to wipe his cum up out of the sink. "Son of a -" Aaron started to say when he saw the thick steaks and large dots of semen Mark had sprayed all over the sink, and faucets. "Shit you cum a lot!" he finished, with an amazed look on his face. Blushing a little, but chuckling as he wiped up his cum, Mark said, "didn't feel any better than what you were just doing I'm sure." Aaron's grin broadened, as he tinged pink as well. "Time for me to wash up!" Mark said, tossing the toilet paper he'd used to wipe up his spunk with, into the waste basket. He stepped into the shower then. A moment later, as Aaron was starting to dry off, Mark called out, "Hey next time, make sure you clean up all your jizz! Christ!" Aaron snickered, but, his face flushed with color again, as he realized he must have left a streak of cum on the shower door. "Sorry," he called as he tossed his towel into the hamper. He left then, and went to his room to get dressed. Inside the shower, Mark smiled and dabbed at the blob of Aaron's cum that was sticking to the shower door. He scraped up a little of it, that wasn't directly touching the door, onto his index finger and touched it to his tongue. Even though he'd just cum, his cock began to harden again, as again, only more strongly this time, as he tasted the flavor of Aaron's cum! Closing his eyes, he licked his finger clean and rolled Aaron's cum around in his mouth. A minute later he was rock hard again. Grinning, he grabbed the bar of soap and lathered his cock up. When it was slippery and well coated with soap, Mark began jacking off again. Within a couple minutes of fast and furious pumping, he'd again pumped a huge load of semen out his dick. As he rinsed off, Mark's balls felt achy - achy in that nice way they do right after you've completely emptied them. * * * That afternoon, Aaron set off, alone for the first time, to Kyle's house, which was only a few blocks away. He was euphoric that FINALLY, he had a friend who lived close enough to him, so they could go back and forth between each other's houses, without needing a ride from a parent! When Aaron arrived at Kyle's, Kyle answered the door. Aaron hadn't seen Kyle in a few weeks, and was surprised that he looked like he'd grown a couple inches taller in the interim. He looked less chubby, lanky in fact too, and as he'd obviously been in the sun, much healthier due to a nice golden tan. Kyle's voice sounded slightly deeper and mellower as well. Aaron thought it sounded extremely sexy! As Aaron quickly looked Kyle up and down, he also noticed Kyle had a good-sized lump in his crotch. Bigger than he'd ever noticed before. In reaction, Aaron's own cock began to expand. What Aaron didn't notice was Kyle's eyes drinking in his body as well, including the rapidly growing bulge in his crotch! The two boys spent the afternoon together in Kyle's room, gaming. Although they enjoyed each other's company, both boys were a little uneasy - each noticed the other seemed to be looking at them when they weren't looking. Immediately the one who'd been looking at the other would turn away, and the one who was being watched would stare at them for a moment. Also, neither lost their semi-erections for very long at all, for the whole time they were together. As a result, each felt nervous, because they were afraid the other would notice their arousal! After a few hours, Aaron had to leave to return home for supper. Both agreed they'd had a great afternoon, and that they should do it again the next day if possible. They grinned at each other and slapped each other's upper arms, then with his cock still tenting his pants, Aaron left and rode home on his bike, happy, but extremely horny as well! * * * The first thing Aaron did when he arrived home was, race into the half bathroom off the kitchen. Quickly he opened and dropped his pants, fully exposing himself. Then he grabbed his cock and thinking about how gorgeous Kyle was turning out, and in particular about the large lump he had in his crotch most of the afternoon, Aaron dry-handed himself to a passionate orgasm, blowing the results of his effort into the sink, and straining to remain silent, he gasped with pleasure. As he left the bathroom a couple minutes later, Gran looked at him, and her eyebrows shot up in concern. "My!" she said. "Are you OK dear? You look very flushed!" Blushing profusely then, Aaron mumbled that he was fine, just hot and sweaty from his bike ride home. With that, he turned and ran up to his room. As he hastily exited the kitchen, Gran stared after him. Suddenly her eyes opened a little wider and she gasped softly "Oh!", and turned pink-faced herself, as she realized most likely why Aaron had looked flushed. Quickly she moved to the refrigerator and busied herself finishing up cooking dinner. * * * As soon as Aaron was gone, Kyle ran quickly back up to his room, shut and locked the door, stripped naked, pulled a bottle of hand lotion from his night stand drawer, and laid down on his bed. Quickly he lubed his straining cock, then he wrapped his hand around it and gave into his desires. Closing his eyes, he thought back to a few minutes earlier when he'd realized Aaron had to be sporting a woody. In his mind's eye, he focused on the bulge in Aaron's crotch. Then, with his hearbeat speeding up, he began sliding his hand swiftly up and down his rigid penis. Within a minute, his body tensed up and he moaned blissfully, as he shot a streak of jism out the tip of his cock. It landed in a string that ran from his navel, horizontally up and over the top of his abdomen. "Mmmmmmm..." Kyle moaned, a second later, as again he blew more cum onto his belly. The boy continued pumping his dick for a few more seconds, while his body continued spasming, and he ejaculated more and more semen onto his stomach. Finally, Kyle's orgasm ended, and he slowed his masturbating drastically, so that he was just pulling on his penis every few seconds, while he waited for a final shudder of joy, which he knew would be coming. When it did, Kyle's body shook uncontrollably a couple times, and more clear liquid oozed from his piss slit, as he pulled on his dick, milking out the last of his ejaculate. Kyle lie still, smiling to himself, still gently and very slowly massaging his penis for a couple minutes, until it had returned completely to its flacid state. "Damn I wish Aaron was gay and wanted to fool around! He's so fucking hot!" he muttered in a faint whisper to himself, as resignedly, he reached for some Kleenex to clean himself off with. * * * While Aaron was at Kyle's, Mark constructively used his 'alone time' to go on-line, and look for Chris. Much to his delight, Chris was on-line when he logged on! "HEY! What're you doing on-line at this hour?" Chris wrote, only seconds after Mark had logged on. "Aaron's gone to a friends!" Mark wrote. ":)) ... so you're alone???????" Chris asked. "Yup, you?" Mark replied. "Oh yeah! Let's cyber!" Chris wrote. Before Mark could reply, a box popped up saying Chris was sending him a request to initiate a webcam connection. Grinning, Mark replied affirmatively. Then he leaped up and shut and locked his door. "Stripping already?" he cried when Chris's cam come up on his screen, and in it, Chris taking off his t-shirt. "Sure!" Chris's voice came over the speakers. "How come you aren't?" "Hold your horses!" Mark said, chuckling. "I'd rather hold your dick!" Chris replied, grinning. Grinning as well, Mark started kicking off his sneakers and pulling off his T-shirt too then. A moment later, as he watched the web cam picture on the computer screen, he saw Chris pull off his cargo shorts and boxers, revealing his dick, which was already hard, sticking out from its base of curly black pubic hair. "God you're gorgeous!" Mark moaned, as he realized his own cock from its entrapment. "You are too!" Chris said, a look of extreme desire crossing his face, as he stared at the picture on his computer screen of Mark's hardon. "Let me see your ass!" Mark said, reaching for his cock and stroking it. Grinning, Chris turned around, and posed, so Mark could admire his slightly pear-shaped bubble butt. "Mmmm..." Mark moaned as he began masturbating. Chris chuckled then backed up toward the camera, bent forward, and reached behind him and spread his cheeks, exposing the moderately hairy insides of his buttocks, with it's puffy looking, bright pink rose bud, nestled in its center. "Oh fuck!" Mark groaned, as his dick flexed in his hand. Quickly he reached for his keyboard and pressed a button, saving the image of Chris's ass as a .JPG on his hard drive. "I so wish I was there with you right now! I so wanta be eating your bum out!" "Ohhhh..." Chris groaned, as his pucker contracted and relaxed in the picture on the screen. "That sounds nice!" "Yeah, well we're just on-line, not with each other!" Mark said, dismally. "Hey!" Chris said, straightening up and turning around. "This is better than just IM'ing!" "True!" Mark said, smiling again. "OK, so grease up and lets see who cums first!" Chris said, grinning into the camera. Mark grinned and pressed the shutter button on his keyboard again, saving the picture of Chris grinning at him as another .Jpg. A moment later, as he watched Chris squirting some KY jelly into his hand, he reached for his own tube of lubricant and did the same thing. Seconds later, both boys were grinning at each other as they both stood facing the camera, sliding their slick hands up and down their equally as slick cocks. AS Mark jacked off, watching Chris, Chris reached down and between his legs and fingered his asshole with a greasy finger for a minute. "Wish I could do that for you!" Mark said, reaching and rubbing his hole as well. "I know, me too... course I'd rather you use your mouth or dick!" Chris grinned. "Me too!" Mark said, grinning. Both boys massaged their puckers for a minute, before Chris stood up and began jacking off more swiftly. "You getting ready already?" Mark asked, quickening his own pace. "Soon!" Chris said. "Got all excited imagining it was you working my hole!" Mark grinned, as his own arousal intensified at the thought. For a while, all that could be heard from either computer's speakers was the slight snapping sound from the lubricant, and heavy breathing, as both boys were silent, as they stood looking at each other, pumping their hands up and down their rods. Soon, Chris's breathing began to sound like quiet gasps, as his nostrils flared, his face darkened, and his hand sped up a little. The look of arousal became more intense in his eyes as well. Sensing Chris's imminent climax, Mark's orgasm started to build as well. "AAAwwww!!!" Chris gasped suddenly, and his hand stopped moving for a split second, as a long, thick, streak of jism blasted from his piss-slit and flew through the air, before landing right in front of the camera. "OOooohhh!!!" he cried a little more sharply a moment later, as again he blew a large glob of cum toward the camera. An instant later, the bottom left corner of the picture of Chris became obliterated with a whitish film. "FUuckk!" Mark gasped and he too began to cum, blowing a stream of semen all over his desk. "mmmmm..." Chris moaned, as more spunk erupted from his penis. "awwwwmmm..." Mark groaned, as he shot his second load. The two boys continued groaning and moaning happily, as they kept pumping their cocks, and blowning more cum. Eventually, both their orgasms ended. They spent a minute or two cleaning themselves, and their surroundings up a little. Neither got dressed again though. Instead they each sat down and stared right into their cameras as they talked for a while. And, although both had just thorougly enjoyed their mutual cyber orgasm, neither felt happy, as they discussed the fact that a few days later Chris would already be leaving for college in Boston, and they had never gotten a chance to get together again, since they'd originally met when Mark's family had given Chris's family Elijah's trunk. After about a half hour, they'd talked about everything as much as they needed to, or could. Both had been absent-mindedly fondling their penises as they talked, and both had again become hard, so they once again greased up and masturbated together! This time, once they'd both cum, and cleaned up, Chris said he had to go, as Stanley was due home at any minute from summer camp. Mark said that he didn't know when Aaron was going to return, and that he should go too. The two said a sad good-bye to one another, saying they'd try to hook up again later that evening, then they logged off. "Damn!" Mark thought, as he heard feet pounding up the stairs, and quickly pulled his clothes back on. "That was good timing!" * * * The rest of the summer passed quickly for Aaron and Mark. Aaron and Kyle visited each other's houses each day, and spent their time together gaming, or working on Lego creations. As much as they enjoyed their time together, each became more and more frustrated though, because they both were extremely horny all the time, and each secretly wished the other was gay and interested in getting sexual. They were both lost in their own desires so much, that neither realized from the other's actions, that the other was feeling the same way. The few times they did think the other was looking aroused, they chalked it up to wishful thinking on their own part. And a couple of times, when one would say something with a sexual overtone. Both would blush and giggle in a juvenile way. Worrying that the other would detect their homosexual desires, they would quickly change the subject to something non-sexual. Both were afraid of saying or doing something that would lead the other to realize they were gay. As a result, both boys ended up frustrated and began spending virtually all of their free time, when they were alone, jacking off, daydreaming about each other. Of course Aaron's daydreams were often filled with image of Mark, naked, and hard, feeling himself, or masturbating. Since Kyle spent some time at Aaron's house too, he ended up running into Mark most times. After a while, occasionally, Mark's image crept into Kyle's sexual daydreams as well, as Kyle found Mark sexy as hell too! Evenutally, after much talking about having a sleep over - maybe even in the tree house... the boys gained permission from both sets of parents to have one at Aaron's house on the first weekend after school started. As soon as they heard this, both boys' penises lurched with excitement, as they each secretly hoped they'd have the opportunity to get to see each other naked, or... at least in just their boxers! Of course this led to both of them privately worrying about how they would hide the boner they were sure they'd develop from the other! Although they each privately shared this worry, the fact they were going to finally have a sleep-over caused them both enough elation to overshadow any worries. So, as the summer ended, both boys spent much of their time together discussing their plans for the sleep-over. * * * As fall arrived - school started up again, much to the boys' dislike. In particular, Mark wasn't happy about having to start his senior year in a new school. Having no choice though, on the first day of school, he headed off with Aaron to the high school, which was within walking distance. After a couple days, he was happy to find that nobody hassled him, as he'd secretly been afraid they might. In fact, a few of his classmates seemed friendly, and had immediately invited him to join their groups of friends. Happily, he did. Although school was going much better than he'd expected, Mark wasn't completely happy though. Chris had left for school in Boston a few days earlier. Not that they'd been able to get together during the rest of the summer anyway, Mark was depressed that he was now even further away. When he was in New Jersey yet, Mark had held out hope of their maybe getting together yet. Now that seemed impossible. More importantly though, Mark realized that he was hopelessly attracted to and in love with Chris! Of course, their separation made him miserable. But on top of that, he'd never really expressed to Chris, how deep his feelings were for him, and neither had ever really pledged themselves exclusively to one another. Whenever he began thinking about this, all Mark could do was worry that Chris would make new friends at school. New gay friends. New gay friends he might have sex with, and fall in love with! Mark prayed that Chris didn't find someone else at school, before they had a chance to get together again and further cement their own fragile relationship. So, dwelling much of the time on these worries, Mark settled into spending much of his free time brooding unhappily. * * * A few days earlier, when Chris arrived at school in Boston, and walked into his dorm room for the first time, he found a good looking blond boy there, putting some clothes in a dresser drawer. He recognized from a picture the boy had sent him, that it was Luke, who was going to be his roommate for the year. They'd e-mailed each other, and swapped pictures, and even talked on the phone a couple of times during the past few weeks, after they were given each other's contact information. Luke had seemed nice, and looked pleasant in the picture he'd sent, but as Chris looked at him, he thought to himself, "Damn! That picture didn't do him justice! He's fucking 'Hot'!" Although, their conversations had gone well, Chris suddenly felt nervous about finally moving in together. When Luke looked up, Chris saw that he looked nervous too. "Um... Hi," The blond boy said. "I'm Luke." "Chris," Chris replied. "Nice to meet you," Luke replied, smiling faintly, and sticking his hand out. "Yeah, you too," Chris replied, smiling at little, and reaching for Luke's hand. The two shook hands, then stood looking awkwardly at one another, each still gripping the other's hand. After a minute, as his ears reddened a little, Chris grinned sheepishly, and pulled his hand away. Luke blushed as well. "Guess we're both a little nervous," Chris said, deciding to take the bull by the horns. "Um... you seemed nice in your e-mails and on the phone, so I think we'll get along OK. I'm pretty easy to get along with." Luke smiled a little then, and asked Chris if he needed any help getting his stuff inside. Chris thanked him, and said it wasn't necessary really, but if he wanted to help he could. So when he headed back to the lobby, to look for his parents, who'd been parking the car, Luke went along with him. * * * The two new roommates didn't get a chance to talk to one another much after that, until evening, when Chris's parents had left, and Chris and Luke were both finished unpacking and putting things away. They were both hungry by then, so they went off to find something to eat, and happily found that the snack bar in the student center was still open. Each got something to eat, then found a table and settled down to eat, and relax finally. "You don't look too happy to be here," Chris said, after studying Luke a few seconds. "Well, you don't either really!" Luke said, looking pointedly back at Chris. "Um... I guess I'm just a little nervous about it all yet," Chris said. "Never been away from your family?" Luke asked. Sheepishly, Chris blushed a little and nodded. "Me either!" Luke said, smiling a little. "How come you came out here all the way from California?" Chris asked. "Well..." Luke began, "We were originally from out here, and Kenny wanted to come to school out here, because he has relatives here yet. He lives with his father and would just as soon get away from him." "Who's Kenny?" Chris asked, looking at Luke. Luke turned pink and looked uncomfortable as Chris looked at him. "Um... friend of mine," he said after a minute. "You guys are coming to school together?" Chris asked. "How come you aren't rooming with him?" "Um... well, he's a year younger than me, so he won't be here til next year," Luke said. "Oh," Chris said non-commitally. "How come you came here from New Jersey?" Luke asked quickly. "I liked the idea of getting away from home, but... not too far away," Chris said. "Besides, this is a good school!" "Yeah," Luke said. There was a lull in the conversation then, during which both boys ate some of their food. "So..." Chris said finally. "Do anything good this summer?" "Yeah!" Luke's eyes lit up. "We came cross country, and camped out along the way. It was a lot of fun!" "Where'd you go camping? Yellowstone? Grand Canyon?" Mark asked. Luke chuckled and said, "Well, no place as exciting as those places really. Mostly we were here in New England, cause of our connection to the area. We spent a lot of time on Quabbin Reservoir, over near Athol, where we were from." "Oh," Chris said. "Who was with you?" "Well, me, Kenny, my brother Jon, and his boyfr-" Luke stopped short suddenly as he was about to tell Chris that Jon was gay. He blushed as he looked at Chris to see how much Chris had heard, and if he understood what he almost said. Chris's eyes opened a little wider for a moment, as he looked at Luke. Then noting Luke's color, he realized he was probably right about what he thought Luke had started to say. "So, your brother's gay?" Chris asked. Luke looked at Chris uncomfortably, and uncertain about how to reply. "Hey!" Chris said, when he realized Luke's quandry. "Don't sweat it. It's fine with me if he is." Luke looked surprised, but said, "Really?" "Really," Chris said, smiling, as he thought to himself "if you only knew about me, you'd realize I really mean it!" "Um... well, in that case, uh... yeah, Jon's got a boyfriend. Real cute Vietnamese boy named Han. Extremely good looking, and has a really nice -" Luke stopped suddenly again, as he realized he was about to say something that would let Chris know he too was gay. Again, Chris noticed Luke blushing deeply, and looking upset. "Oh my God!" he blurted, without thinking. "You're gay too!" Luke looked stricken, as he stared at Chris, terrified that while Chris might put up with his roommate having a gay brother, he doubted he'd like it if his roommate was gay as well. As Chris watched Luke, he realized he'd guessed right, and that Luke wasn't sure what to say. "Um... I'm pretty sure I guessed right just now," Chris said. "I guess you're worried about what I'll think. Listen - really - it's OK. I don't care." Luke's expression changed from stricken to amazed, as he stared unbelievingly at Chris. Then, as Chris blushed deeply himself, Luke smiled slightly, and said, "You are too aren't you?" The two looked at each other for a moment, each feeling a swirling of emotions washing over and through them. Finally, blushing, Chris nodded. Luke's nervous smile broadened then, and his eyes glistened, as he said, "I'll be fucked! How the hell did they manage to match up two gay guys to share a dorm room, when we both put down we were straight? I put down I was straight, and so did you - didn't you?" "Um... yeah," Chris admitted, nodding, and still blushing. "Well, this is really cool!" Luke said, smiling. But realizing Chris was still looking uncertainly at him, his smile faded, and he said, "Um... it is isn't it?" As Chris looked at Luke, all kinds of thoughts raced through his mind. He'd just learned that his roommate was gay, and he'd admitted to him, that he too was gay. Was this really a good thing? As he contemplated it, he saw Luke looking closely, but hopefully at him. Suddenly, Chris's mind cleared, and he realized, it probably was the best situation he could ask to be in. He grinned then and said, "Yeah Luke, it is." Luke relaxed and grinned back at him then, and the two sat for a minute just smiling stupidly at one another. "So... Kenny's your boyfriend then, right?" Chris asked. Blushing slightly, but still grinning, Luke nodded. "You got one too?" he asked. Chris's smile faded a little as his thoughts shot to Mark. "Sort of I guess," he said, looking serious, but uncertain. "I met a guy this summer, and I really care about him. He seems to really care about me too... and well... even though we only met once, the sex was incredible! I just wish we had lived near enough to each other, so we could see if we could have a real relationship!" Luke, who'd grinned at the beginning of what Chris was saying, sobered at the end. "I know what you mean about living apart," He said. "Me and Kenny have a GREAT relationship. But it's hell not being able to be together with him all the time!" "Exactly!" Chris cried. "I just wish me and Mark and had time to get to know each other in person more, and to spend more time together, before I had to come here." "Well," Luke said. "Do you think he feels the same way about you?" "Yeah, I do... um... at least I think I do," Chris said, smiling sadly. "Then it'll all work out!" Luke said. "If you're meant to be together, you will be!" "But -" Chris started to say. "I know. I feel that way too!" Luke said. The two smiled ruefully at each other, realizing they fully understood exactly how each other felt. There was another silence for a minute, as the two just looked at each other. Suddenly, Luke said, "You know, it's gonna be tough not to get a hardon around you. You're pretty cute!" Chris blushed and grinned. "You're pretty damn fine looking yourself!" he said. As the two grinned at each other, they both felt their crotches tingling with anticipation, and each couldn't help looking forward to when they'd get to see each other naked! Both their smiles faded though, as Luke thought of kenny, and Chris thought of Mark. "Why do I feel so attracted to Luke, if I'm in love with Mark?" Chris thought to himself. At the same time, Luke was silently berating himself for the thoughts he was having about wanting to see Chris nude. The two finished eating quietly then, each lost in his own thoughts. A little while later, they walked quietly back to their dorm together, and as it was late, and they were tired, they got ready for bed. Chris was disappointed when Luke went into the bathroom and closed the door, and re-emerged a few minutes later still wearing his boxers. He had to admit though that the boy had a fine body! And... one hell of a lump in his crotch! Chris changed alone in the bathroom then too, and noticed as he returned to the bedroom, that Luke gave him a good looking at as well. He hoped Luke wouldn't notice the slight tenting in his crotch, as he had a semi-erection. When he saw a slight smile on Luke's lips though, he figured he'd noticed. The boys turned out the lights, and each lay quietly in their bed then, listening to the other's breathing, thinking. Finally, each decided that it wasn't that the other was trying to be rude by not stripping in front of one another, but that maybe they were just trying to be faithful to their boyfriend, or even courteous to them by not trying to arouse them. "Maybe it'd have been better if Luke was straight!" Chris thought finally. Luke had similar thoughts. Finally, both drifted off to sleep. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------- The next chapter of this story will be published soon.