Date: Sun, 29 Oct 2023 19:59:03 -0400 From: Braddy Boyce Subject: The Boys of Boyden Middle 6 AUTHOR'S NOTE: To all the horny readers anticipating full boy/boy action in this series, this Halloween special is for you. Happy Hallowank! DISCLAIMER: The names and details of his characters are fictious. Resemblances to real people, living or dead, are coincidental. REMINDER: Please donate to Nifty! =====BB===== It was Halloween evening. Ethan sat next to his parents on the porch, passing out candy to the next group of adorably costumed kids. He wore a heavy jacket and a plain eye mask to have something festive for the occasion. He still shivered at times, but his jacket helped a lot. The temperature in late October had always been like that up north in the state. Ethan remembered how giddy he'd been to go trick-or-treating as a little kid, especially for all the yummy candy to fill his pumpkin-shaped bucket with. Even though he was tallish, he looked younger, which meant he could still get away with collecting candy if he wanted to keep going trick-or-treating. Besides, at twelve, he was a tween, not a teen. If only Dylan could keep Ethan company, especially since Beth's Christian parents were staunchly against Halloween and forbade her to take any part of it. Well, at least, Ethan and Dylan continued sitting next to each other in math class. They exchanged only a few words every day, but it was promising. It'd be nice if they could actually hang out somewhere after school, but Ethan didn't dare to bring it up. Dylan probably had a busy life, anyway. He was pop, after all. Sometimes, Ethan wished he wasn't so spineless. Sometimes, he wished he could just come up to Dylan and ask him if he'd like to hang out. Why was it so scary? It'd been a lot easier when he'd first befriended Beth, since there was something about her that made him feel safe. Dylan was just different, and he'd always be. It wasn't a bad thing, though. It just meant it was harder for things to progress between them, assuming they ever would. *** Dylan was at a Halloween party that took place at Beau's lake house, and there were around thirty guests here, all dressed in various costumes. Dylan dressed as Robin, and Beau had chosen to dress as Batman once Dylan had told him his costume, not that it bothered Dylan. Martino dressed as all four Ninja Turtles by frequently switching to a different eye mask of the four famous colors, just so that he could become each brother in one convenient body costume. Jasper was dressed as a rugged cowboy. Cal was dressed as a stereotypical surfer---shirtless, much to Dylan's attraction. Meanwhile, Cedric was dressed as a cute and cuddly dinosaur, which wasn't a surprise at all, but his costume was definitely the most childish. Speaking of Cedric, where was he? Dylan realized he hadn't seen him in a while. Cedric had chatted mostly with Dylan, Beau, Martino, and Cal, since he was comfortable with them. Well, Jasper seemed to have made conversation with Cedric, but he was probably in the bathroom again after drinking more cups of Beau's infamous PJ. Dylan's phone vibrated, and he grabbed it out of his pocket to see that it was a text message from Josh. Why was it that Josh seemed to text him only whenever he wasn't around? Well, maybe it wasn't intentional, but still. Josh: knocked on your door yet again but I keep forgetting you have a life nowadays lol Dylan: Sorry I didn't know you wanted to hang out! :( Josh: whatever lol Dylan: I really want to! Maybe we can do more next time? ;) It took a while for Josh to reply, the three dots animating while Dylan waited. After a few minutes of Josh typing what was presumably a long reply, the three dots disappeared, and no message came through. Had he changed his mind? Had Dylan said something wrong? The two stepbrothers-to-be still hadn't hung out again, but they did say a few words on occasion. Unfortunately, the mystery of whether they would mess around again was agonizing to say the least. Soon? Maybe? Dylan decided to talk to Cedric for a bit, especially now that a lot of people were acting stupid from the PJ. Besides, Beau was super busy with everyone because they all wanted his attention, not that Dylan complained about it. He fully understood it came with the territory of being the host. Dylan looked around but couldn't find Cedric. No one was in the closet or guest rooms. Jasper was still in the bathroom, forcing anyone else to enter at their own risk if they had to pee soon---only Dylan, Martino, and Cedric were allowed in the bathrooms upstairs. After looking everywhere upstairs, where it was much quieter, Dylan decided to go outside to check the front porch, grabbing his jacket. Finally, there was Cedric, sitting on the top step, probably feeling warm enough in his dinosaur costume. Dylan sat down next to him. "Hey, why are you out here alone?" Cedric shrugged as his response, always too quiet. He did have his moments when he felt comfortable enough to say a few words, and he probably had to speak in class when called. After a moment of silence, Dylan said, "The party's okay, I guess. What do you think? Having fun?" Cedric shook his head, forming a frown. "Oh." Dylan lowered his eyebrows. "Did something happen?" It took Cedric a moment to respond, and when he did, it was through action again, tugging at his costume. "Aw, because it's kind of kiddy, huh?" Cedric nodded with a sad face. "It's okay. I mean, we're technically still kids." Dylan didn't feel like it, what with his not-so-kiddy experiences, but he did miss being a kid. Why did everyone have to grow up and change so much? After another moment of silence, Dylan let out an impatient breath. "Hey, Cedric, you know you can actually talk to me, right?" He just responded with a shrug, forming a little blush. Well, that figured. "Ever wonder what high school's like?" Dylan asked, just to change the subject. "I know we just started the seventh grade and have another year left of middle school, but it does cross my mind. Everyone at Boyden High seems so much bigger and grown. Like, big bodies and big heads... Probably not big brains with the way some of them act." Cedric giggled, followed by a chuckle from Dylan. Something audible, at least. "I'm glad you can still laugh." Cedric smiled. Even though he hadn't said a word all night, it was clear he was in a good mood now. Dylan would like to believe his company had something to do with it. Cedric dug a small hand inside one of the pockets of his dinosaur costume, and he pulled out an Animal Crossing-themed Nintendo Switch Lite. He waved it at Dylan with a tiny smirk, confirming he'd rather spend time playing video games than be at the party. Dylan couldn't blame him, and he started feeling similar. Beau's Halloween party was a little wilder than usual because, for some strange reason, most of the guests seemed extra loopy from the PJ. Cedric began playing the latest Mario game that had come out this year, already attached to his beloved toy. Why had Jasper insisted that Cedric come if he didn't want to be here? Well, Beau wanted him here, too, but Jasper had especially been adamant about it. Now, Dylan wished he could hang out with Ethan instead, but he wasn't sure what they'd do. Maybe he should ask him to see if he wanted to watch a movie somewhere. Besides animated films, Dylan wasn't sure what other kinds of movies Ethan liked. Since Dylan wasn't super picky, maybe they could enjoy watching anything together. He'd love to spend lots of time with him and get to know him more. In fact, he'd love to be his friend. Dylan smiled. Ethan was super cute, too. If it hadn't been for Beau and Josh, Dylan would definitely be more than just a friend to him, even though they weren't even that just yet. They talked every single day in math class, but because they had boring schoolwork to do and boring lectures to listen to, it was unfairly limited. Dylan didn't know Ethan on a more personal level. Maybe it was finally time to change that. But how? And was it mutual? *** Beau was naked in his bedroom with the door locked, taking a much-needed break from his own party. He sat on his king-size bed and casually played with his average-size dick, waiting for Jasper to get out of the shower in Beau's private bathroom---the second largest bathroom in the entire house. Beau knew better than to have more than one cup of PJ. In every party he threw, he drank just enough to get a little buzz going, never enough to be stupidly loopy like almost everyone at the party. After all, the concept of losing control was scary, and he'd be damned if someone else called the shots. It was bad enough that he had to listen to his parents, since they held more power than he felt comfortable admitting. Beau wasn't powerless... He opened the Home Security app on his phone and thoroughly checked the cameras installed in every room, except for the bathrooms---those had been removed over the summer. Ever since a few valuable things had gone missing during a party last year, it had become a no-brainer to install security cameras. He could never be too sure about anyone, because he knew most people from school were friends with him only for the wealth and pop status, but he loved the attention and company too much to stop throwing parties. He did trust Dylan, Martino, Cedric, and Jasper, and he was working on trusting Cal, since he didn't know the straight, blond hottie for quite as long as the others. It was why Beau still felt a twinge of guilt for having installed bathroom cameras in the first place. One summer day, Martino and Cedric had showered in separate bathrooms, ready to get in the hot tub---Dylan hadn't been there. Unfortunately, as soon as Beau had looked to check up on them, Martino and Cedric had just gotten out, coincidentally around the same time. Beau had seen it all, and the guilt had prompted him to remove the cameras instead of choosing to spy on them. The last thing he wanted was to lose their trust, which was why he kept it to himself. He was still surprised by Cedric's BBC that swung whenever he moved, particularly for a short and scrawny eleven-year-old kid in the sixth grade. How much bigger would it be in high school? Would there be a growth spurt soon? But what was more shocking was Martino's abnormal-looking monster that had happened to be fully hard at the time. Both boys were younger than Beau, yet they put his average size to great shame. While he wasn't physically attracted to them, he did wonder what it was like to give them blowjobs, which would probably be the best they'd ever had. Tame it, Beau... The private bathroom door opened, and Jasper stepped out fully naked, tousling his brown hair with a borrowed towel. His skinny body had bits of dark-brown hair, and his pubes were recently trimmed, making his small dick look bigger. Grinning, he turned around to spread his flat and pasty ass, each cheek with just a light amount of fur, and his pink butthole was partially covered in curly hair. At fourteen, he was starting to get a little hairy compared to most boys his age. How would it be at eighteen or even older? Jasper turned back around and dramatically patted his potbelly, letting out a hard blow of relief. "Phew! All clean! That PJ works every time. But just remember it's for practice only." Beau smirked. "It's cute that you continue telling yourself you're straight." "I am! I'm just adventurous, that's all." Beau knew from researching online that that wasn't how sexuality worked. It was one thing for a straight guy to experiment because it felt good, but it was another thing entirely when gay porn turned him on to the point of making his dick leak while his face expressed desire. "Hey, you said you needed the practice, too," Jasper reminded Beau. "Even though you never tell me who you want to be with." Dylan... "Get over here and put that slutty mouth to work." Beau winked. Jasper wasted no time coming closer and kneeling in front of Beau, proving just how hungry for dick he really was, completely falling under Beau's horny influence. For supposedly being straight, he sure had no problem offering both holes without being told to, using his dick only for jerking himself off. A total bottom... The more Beau practiced with guys, the more experienced he became, and the more he'd impress Dylan. Jasper wasn't even his type, but practice was practice, and they were at least the same age. Besides, Beau had had much worse. Horny Loner... Jasper had finally learned how to deepthroat after a hot summer of frequent practice. He bobbed his head with loud slurps while Beau rested his hand on the back of it. This bond between them, whatever it was, came with perks that Beau would struggle to end. He took over by thrusting his lower half, in and out of Jasper's warm mouth. "Straight or not, you love dick, and you'd suck any guy off as long as he's not ugly. You love cum, too, and you're going to swallow my hot load." "Mmhmm," Jasper said with a mouthful, his lips drenched with drool. He looked up at Beau and managed a little grin while sucking, his brown eyes melting into Beau's blue ones, proving that one didn't need to be Beau's type to make him feel horny---within reason. Jasper had some kind of magic that was hard to explain. "Maybe we'll get Cal to join one day," Beau suggested, his horny mind doing all the talking. Jasper stopped and formed a stronger grin. "That's gonna be super hard because he really is straight." Beau smirked. "Are you implying you're less straight than he is? Because that would make you not straight." Jasper rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He went back to using his skilled mouth. Oddly enough, for not being as experienced as the older guys Beau had been with, Jasper had the best mouth. If only he wasn't hairy back there, if just so Beau could give him his first rimjob. That was one thing Beau had yet to do with anyone, but he wanted to try it so badly. Truthfully, Jasper didn't have the greatest ass. It was okay, but Martino had a hot bubble butt, albeit on the smaller end, and Cedric had a little one that was cute to look at. But still not Beau's type... He pictured Dylan in place of Jasper, making him wonder just how naughty he could be. Despite the jealousy from sharing him with other guys, Beau knew deep down that he'd be lying if he'd said he wouldn't be turned on by watching another guy touch him in some way. Talk about confliction... Beau breathed heavy to warn Jasper of his release---his mouth was that good. Finally, he gripped the sides of his head and stopped thrusting, grunting as he gave Jasper his umpteenth load, what felt like a big one as promised. Jasper swallowed every drop and abandoned Beau's dick with a sloppy grin on his face, remaining on his knees. "You're right. I love dick way too much to be considered straight, but I can't afford to not be straight with how my parents are." Beau smirked. "Like I would ever tell them, or anyone else for that matter." He threw himself back against the bed with a big sigh of relief, looking at the ceiling. "Climb over here, you slutty cowboy." "You're not gonna recharge?" "Nah, I'm hornier than usual tonight, not sure why." "Nice." Jasper grabbed his cowboy hat and boots off the floor and put them on, remaining naked everywhere else. He climbed on the bed and got on top Beau, his legs spread apart. He grabbed hold of Beau's still-hard dick, grabbed the bottle of lube that was already on the bed, and slathered a generous amount, both dick and butthole. Finally, he glided every inch inside him with little effort, thanks to all the practice he'd done throughout the entire summer---almost every day. What had started with a loopy night in the hot tub quickly morphed into pure lust, driven by their natural urges. Virginity taken... Jasper rode Beau like the cowboy he enjoyed being, the hat and boots looking very appropriate right now. Ironically, Martino was the one with an actual horse dick. Would Jasper ride him, too? Well, if Martino wasn't straight, of course. God, how would that experience be? "Yee-fucking-haw!" Jasper exclaimed. There had never been a single time when he hadn't enjoyed having a dick inside him. In fact, during his first time, after some prep with fingers, he'd claimed he liked the pain and had promised himself he wouldn't wimp out, simply taking it like a man. Beau wasn't big, though. Martino would be a different story. Beau smirked with horny satisfaction as he enjoyed every moment of being inside Jasper's warm, semi-tight hole. Attractive or not, sex with Jasper was always super hot, and Beau couldn't explain why that was. "You're my dirty slut, aren't you?" Jasper giggled. "If you want me to be." Beau sighed impatiently. "Be serious, so you can at least make me come quicker." Jasper's face grew as serious as expected, showing nothing but lust, and he started jerking himself off. "I'm your dirty, nasty little slut, Beau." "Promise you won't be with anyone outside of the bate club once we start it?" "Promise. Besides, who else is there? It's only been just you. I mean, you did take my ass virginity." "Good." The last thing Beau wanted was to catch something, even though it wasn't all that common for boys his age. Still, better safe than sorry if he wanted to keep breeding Jasper, since condoms were super uncomfortable. "Let's just hope we get a lot of members, in that case." Jasper grinned. "Big orgy, with me being the slut who gets to be passed around like in my favorite videos. A hot boy orgy. Or...borgy!" "That definitely sounds hot." "Very." Jasper let out a tiny moan. "Breed me, Beau." He expressed the kind of carnal lust that only Beau had ever instilled in him. Two horny, fourteen-year-old boys, secretly engaging in animalistic acts. Beau gripped Jasper's waist and took over, thrusting his lower half to practice the performance of an experienced top porn star. God, how he wished it was Dylan who was riding him. Or better yet, Dylan could be next to Beau to feed him his dick, while Jasper would still be riding Beau like a cowboy for a hot three-way. What did Dylan's dick look like? How about his little ass? It had to be cute as hell, sexy even. If he ever joined the swim team at Boyden High like he planned to, Beau just might have to join to have an excuse to mess around in the boys' locker room, albeit discreetly. Maybe with the whole team... Beau breathed heavily as a warning to Jasper, feeling super horny tonight that he could easily come a third time, but two would do. "I'm coming, slut." "Yeah, breed my ass." Jasper jerked off furiously while riding Beau, their eyes deeply focused. It never lasted long with them, but maybe that was a good thing. It explained why the sex was so hot each and every time. Beau stopped thrusting as he started flooding Jasper's used hole, grunting from the deep pleasure. Jasper warned him with heavy breathing as well. "Fuck, I'm gonna come..." His stiff, little dick blasted watery squirts of boy juice, all over Beau's smooth chest, and a few shots on his shoulder, throat, and cheek. This whole experience was enough to prove just how un-straight Jasper was. Jasper loved dick... Spent, Beau pushed Jasper off him to have his own space, but he would never do that to Dylan. Instead, he'd hold him all night, naked in each other's arms until they fell asleep. Truthfully, Beau wasn't stupid. He had a suspicion that Dylan might not feel the same way, given his questionable body language the one time inside the dark closet. Nevertheless, Beau continued telling himself that it could be all in his head. Jasper got off the bed and put on the rest of his cowboy costume. He smiled at Beau. "You know, I'm really jealous of a lot of bottom porn stars. They can not only take many dick of all sizes, but they can take two at the same time." Beau smirked. "Practice makes perfect." "Yeah, but that requires a third. The question is, with who?" "Eh, we'll figure it out when the time comes. We haven't even started the bate club yet." "Yeah, I guess." Maybe Dylan, but that was assuming he'd even find Jasper sexually attractive. If Beau wasn't into him like that, despite the fun sex they had, what made him think Dylan would be? For all he knew, Dylan could be super picky. Cal was a harder choice because there was a strong chance he wouldn't be a choice at all, even though he did agree to join the bate club. While Beau didn't have romantic feelings for him, he was still hot in every single way. In fact, Cal's shirtless torso with a smooth tan, brightly pink nipples, and good muscle definition from being a great swimmer, was a major tease, and those brightly blue eyes were sexually dangerous. But Dylan still won in every department, and nothing would ever change that. It had been a long time since Beau had felt this way. Dylan was everything... *** Still in his Ninja Turtles costume---blue mask this time---Martino had sneaked Katie Blubol inside one of the upstairs bathrooms at Beau's lake house, a small half-bath. They had the door locked and the light on. The Halloween party was still going strong with a bunch of loopy tweens and teens having a wild time. It wasn't a surprise that a lot of their parents let them go to Beau's parties because of his wealth and status. Thankfully, for being financially well off, Martino's parents weren't all that money-hungry or attention-seeking. After making out for a while, Martino whispered, "Suck me?" God, he was super hard and horny! Katie giggled, looking pretty cute in her cat costume. "Okay," she whispered back. When she reached below and felt the fabric, her eyes bulged. "Oh...um...wow..." Martino stifled a groan, already knowing where this was headed. Still, he was desperate and tried to make some kind of plea to have Katie's mouth on it. "It's really not that big of a deal, though. I mean, yeah, it's a little big." She arched an eyebrow. "A little big? I mean, I'm on the internet a lot, and I see stuff. Trust me, that's not `a little big' at all, or even normal." Martino's heart sank, and he fought hard to mask a deep frown that wanted to take over. "Maybe if you see it, it might not be as big as you think?" Katie twisted her lips as if pondering the thought, then nodded. "Okay, show it to me." Martino clung onto what little hope there was left, praying she was open enough to at least lick the head. That alone would make him shoot a big load all over her face. Oh, wait, she probably wouldn't like that. Fuck... When Martino undid the fly of his costume and whipped it out, a string of precum caught Katie's dainty hand like a sticky web, and he suddenly wished that hadn't just happened. Whoops! She looked horrified at both the sight of his dick and the sticky precum on her hand. She made a fist and a sour face. "Ew, ew, ew! So gross, so gross!" She rushed to the sink and washed her hand. Martino's heart sank all over again, and his once-erect dick quickly deflated. "You're not the first," he muttered with an impending frown, trying hard not to show his defeat. "Sorry, but it really does look gross, like, monstrously big and super hairy. And you actually sprayed some stuff on me, what the hell?" Katie shuddered like a drama queen. "I didn't spray anything. It's just precum, like, leakage whenever I'm horny. It's normal!" "Whatever. It's still gross." She sighed with a sympathetic expression on her pretty face. "Welp. I guess that permanently killed my curiosity. Good luck, I guess?" She unlocked the door and rushed out of the bathroom, leaving the door cracked open. Martino rolled his eyes and drew a hard breath of frustration. What a major blow to his chances of getting laid tonight. At this rate, Katie would probably gossip about it and warn other girls who might be interested. Because of course! Still horny, Martino closed the bathroom door, even though no one would come up here, per Beau's strict rules. Plus, everyone was looped out by now. He took off his Ninja Turtles costume after feeling too hot, and he pushed his boxers down to his white-socked ankles. He lifted the toilet lid, sat down, and grabbed his phone. He turned off the light, his phone being the only illumination---OLED screens were best viewed in the dark. Martino played a new video clip that featured his favorite lesbian porn star who starred in a big sorority orgy. He stroked every inch of his dripping dick while deeply focused on the hot scissoring going on. The loud chorus of horny moans made him leak enough to use the precum as lube. "Fuck, this is super hot... Yeah, you beautiful sluts know how to make me come fast... So close already..." The bathroom door flew open, and the light turned on. Dylan froze, his face like deer in headlights. Martino dropped his phone on the tiled floor and immediately covered whatever he could of his monster dick with both hands, squeezing his legs shut---the door's edge was about a foot away from his knees. Unfortunately, the porn clip still played at a very audible volume, the chorus of female moans way too obvious not to give it away. He'd never felt so embarrassed in his life. "What the fuck, Dylan?!" "S-sorry, I-I didn't mean---" "Dude, can't you see what I'm doing? I need privacy!" Dylan nodded quickly and was about to leave. "Hey, Martino?" Shit! It was Beau coming nearby. What the hell did he want? Wasn't he supposed to be busy hosting? "Are you still in the bathroom? Katie told me you were in there!" "Fuck!" Martino whispered, his heart pounding. "Close the door and lock it! Hurry!" Dylan did so in an instant, and he stood facing the door as if remembering to be respectful of Martino's privacy, albeit just a few feet away. The door knocked hard. "Martino?" "Yeah, I'm in here! I'm taking a shit! I'll be out soon!" "Hmm, sounds like porn to me. You're clearly jerking off." Ugh, of course! "Hey, maybe you should make that the first video for the bate club. Lesbian orgy?" Oh, right. The bate club! Martino had totally forgotten about that. While the concept of a circle jerk was probably super gay, the money Beau had offered him for becoming a member was too good to pass up, like an extra allowance or even a side "job", so to speak. Had he offered Jasper and Cal the same thing? "Yeah, whatever," Martino replied curtly, hoping Beau would go away now. It was weird enough that Dylan had happened to be in here by accident. Then again, it was the nearest bathroom upstairs, which was hardly enough to blame him for. "So, I was thinking about starting it soon," Beau continued. "What do you think? Maybe November or December?" "Dude, whenever you want, doesn't matter." "Well, it does matter because I want you, Jasper, and Cal to show up on the same day. I mean, that's kind of the point of starting a club." "Yeah, yeah, okay. Can I jerk off now? Please?" Beau chuckled. "Fine. I'll go look for Dylan. I haven't seen him in a while, actually. See you downstairs, horndog." Given that the carpeted floor throughout most of the house made footsteps impossible to hear, it was probably safe to assume Beau had finally walked away. Still, just to be extra cautious, whispering felt safer. "Hey, Dylan, don't turn around until I'm done." "Okay." He remained standing in front of the door as if in timeout. God, what Martino would do just to have a mouth on his monster dick. What did it feel like? Warm and soft? Would the person swallow his load? Well, girl, not person! Sometimes, he got so horny that he wondered if any mouth would do. He grabbed his phone off the floor and continued where he'd left off, stroking fast while dripping all over his hand. There were at least ten hot college girls, barely legal, all of them enjoying each other like there was no tomorrow. He was already close. "Suck my dick... Come on, do it... I won't tell..." "Um...are you talking to me?" Dylan whispered in an awkward tone. "No, dude, what the fuck! I mean the video!" Dylan didn't say another word, just standing there with his back turned. Moments later, eyes glued to the screen, Martino breathed hard and shot quite a few big loads, squirt after squirt, like thick jet streams that helped drain his big, hairy balls. God, what a relief! It was the kind of relief that made him feel a bit lightheaded, but still relaxed in the most awesome way. Martino stopped the video, pulled his boxers back up, and got up from the toilet. His eyes widened at the sight of Dylan's costumed back---Robin had just turned into a cumdump behind Batman's back. There were quite a few globs of cum on many spots, and there was no way no one would notice that he'd just gotten jizzed on. Shit! Martino swallowed. "Um, Dylan...fuck, I...shit." He quickly grabbed some toilet paper and wiped as much of it off as he could, even though it left large, wet stains. "...What are you doing? Why are you wiping my back?" But Dylan didn't turn back around just yet. "I came all over your backside by accident." "What?!" "I know! And I'm so, so sorry about that! Honestly, I wasn't paying attention when I jerked off. Here, let me get the rest." Martino had never felt so gay in his life, recoiling from every touch. When he lowered his hand, he stopped for a moment and groaned. "Ugh, there's a lot of it on your ass!" "Oh..." Dylan sighed. "I mean, I guess I can just wait in here while it dries up. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable." Martino raised an eyebrow. "Uh...wouldn't you feel uncomfortable, too?" "Yeah, yeah, of course, I just meant...um...never mind." "...Yeah, okay." Awkward. Martino couldn't believe what he was about to do, but he was desperate to get his own cum off Dylan's ass. Instead of grabbing some more toilet paper that would just end up filling up the small trashcan, he passed both hands across the fabric of Dylan's costumed butt cheeks, recoiling on the inside. He accidentally grabbed one of them as he meant to swipe instead. "Shit, sorry about that. There! Done!" Dylan turned around and glanced at the huge bulge of Martino's boxers, but he immediately looked away, as if suddenly remembering not to look below. He was making the moment even more awkward, what with two straight guys locked inside a small bathroom being weird enough. Martino finally put his costume back on, his right side accidentally brushing against Dylan's backside. He put his phone inside his pocket. He leaned toward Dylan's ear. "This never happened. Got it?" "Got it." The last thing Martino needed was a gay experience. He knew Dylan wasn't gay, but it was still uncomfortable. Oddly enough, not a single girl he knew would ever want to give him the blowjob he desperately needed. Somehow, a gay boy seemed much more willing to do it, and it made no sense at all. What was the big deal? Why couldn't these girls just try it instead of assuming they wouldn't like it? Yeah. 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