Do you want to fuck? Bill sat at the computer searching for more facts. The paper was due on Monday. They had three days thanks to Monday classes being cancelled. They called it "Teachers Day", students called it something different.
"What?" Desmond responded looking up from the laptop on which he had been typing the paper they both were creating.
"Fuck I said, do you wanna?" Bill was smiling.
"Who doesn't some girl you know?" Desmond smiled too. Boys their age and older always fantasized about that first time they'd share their natural drive previously only kept in hand with a girl.
"There's Shelby" Bill said
"SLUTTY SHELL" they both said in unison and laughed.
"Naw I meant me" Bill said recovering from their laughing spell.
"What? You queer?" Desmond asked. He had wondered that in private about Bill and himself. Their friends made jokes, even their families made comments as the two were always together.
"Glued at the hip" Desmond's father described them.
"Buds" Desmond had said to Bill that morning his naked body rose above him as they both rubbed their erections so hard and fast their sperm flew everywhere.
"Don't think so, but some guys seem to like it, even straight guys according to ..." He waved at the computer, the source for most peoples early sexual education these days.
"Where the fuck did you hear that?" Desmond said
Bill quickly typed recalling a saved bookmark.
"It says here, men find extra pleasure in anal stimulation sometimes while in the act of sex with women.' And later on it says `some women like using dildos to insert in their mal partner's anus."
"Fuck me" Desmond said in reaction.
"OK but do me first' Bill said not understanding his best friend's comment.
"No I meant...fuck, I mean, why the hell do you want to do that?" Desmond asked
"Dunno, thought I'd try it. Haven't you ever you know stuck a finer in when you're doing it?" Bill waved his hand in a masturbation signal.
He already knew the answer. Both of them had done that and other things when sharing their jackoff sessions.
Desmond didn't answer the question "We gotta get this done" he turned back to the laptop.
"Yea I guess, but when we get it done..." Bill swiveled back to face the computer he was using.
"Need research on the momentum, just facts but get the info for the footnote too" Desmond said repeating his earlier request.
"I know I know, you already said that" Bill answered
Desmond's mind was on the pink skinned bare around firm buttocks of his best friend. He had felt guilty now and then as images of Bill entered his head especially when masturbating in his bedroom.
Once they shared their sessions, he believed the mental images were just normal for horny guys like they were. He and Bill had shared so much of their childhood and personal growth.
"yea yea yea" he said out loud not really hearing Bill's comments.
"DINNER" Bill's mother's voice pierced the closed door and the two pulled on their shirts to go downstairs.
"I have to go out, so you two eat up, put the dishes in the dishwasher. Is your project done yet?"
"Not yet Mom, Des is gonna stay over, we got till Tuesday but we want to get it done" Bill said.
She looked at him and Desmond. The two had been friends for years. And like most friends they got into trouble now and then. And being wise to the habits of boys, she suspected adolescence behavior involved things she didn't want to worry about.
"OK but you two just do the paper, no parties, no pizza, no texting or whatever you two do on those computers." She said knowing as Bill got older she was loosing the control she once had.
"Sure Mom, paper first party afterwards" Bill said smiling
She nodded her head "cute" she acknowledged his sarcasm and grabbed her purse and the car keys before leaving the two.
"We got the place to ourselves" Bill said as he peeled his shirt off. He listened for the sound of the car motor before yanking his shorts off.
"What the fuck are you doing" Desmond asked as Bill put the uneaten pizza away and his dishes in the dishwasher.
"Mom will be gone till midnight, so we got the place to ourselves. Come on dude it's time to fuck this bubble butt" Bill smacked his butt.
"Here?" it was all Desmond could think of saying.
"Naw big dick boy, upstairs" Bill trotted towards the hallway.
Desmond had been called that before among other things. His dangling length had been seen and commented on by classmates and cousins alike.
Bill and he measured each other soft and hard affirming his seven inches grew to eight when hard.
"Wish mine was that long soft" Bill said shrugging at what he couldn't control, his six inches of penis flesh.
"Hey it's six is good average size man but it's thicker then mine" Desmond said "you got a nice cock" he added having indeed admitted his friends thick hard cock with it's big mushroom head before.
He put the dish into the washer. He could tell Bill he had to go home saying his folks had called him and hope Bill would forget this ranting about getting his butt screwed.
Desmond rubbed the crotch of his gym shorts. His length was getting hard. Somewhere in his brain the image of Bill's round buttocks was stimulating him.
"Fuck" he said to nobody
"I'm waiting stud" Bill called.
Desmond heard the bare feet going up the stairs. "Maybe they would just jerk off and get back to the paper." He thought as he pulled his own t shirt off and walked towards the stairs.
"Nice tent man" Bill said seeing Desmond's stretched grey shorts when he came in.
"Yea yea yea" Desmond said "let's just jack and get it down" he pulled his shorts off and rubbed his length.
"Here let me" Bill said moving to his knees, ignoring his own erection. He reached for Desmond's erection.
Desmond and he had jacked each other before so he didn't pull away this time. It was the first time, Bill had put some kind of goo on his erection first though.
"Feels good, supposed to stimulate the nerve endings as well as help you glide in" Bill said winking "just go slow man".
"You still on the fuck thing?" Desmond watched as Bill moved his naked body on the bed, getting on his hands and knees. "Shouldn't I use a rubber?"
"Hell you never did it before right?"
"duh" Desmond knew there was no way to change Bill's mind now.
"And I never did it, so just slide in and don't worry, no problem" Bill looked away closing his eyes.
"Hey man I don't know" Desmond felt his now slick erection. It felt good as he slid his hand on it.
"Look man either I get you to do it or someone else. You I trust, Marchello I'm not sure about" Bill said
"Marchello? That salami? Are you nuts? He'll tell everyone." Desmond suddenly felt jealous of Anthony Marchello. Like him, the Italian classmate's fat cock was well known. And he was indeed cocky about everything. So yes, Desmond was jealous. He moved quickly walking on his knees towards Bill's still aimed butt.
"Shit, let's do it" he said his cock pushed between his best friends fleshy round buttocks.
"Ouch, hey go easy man" Bill said.
"Fuck man I don't know how to do this" Desmond stopped.
"It's ok dude, just put it against the hole and .. here let me " Bill reached behind and dove his fingers into his tight puckered butthole. He had done it before.
"There now bring it close" he instructed and Desmond moved forward. He felt Bill's hand on his boner and then the grip of his muscles.
"Just push slowly" Bill instructed "how's it feel?"
"Tight" Desmond said
"I hope so only fingers and a cucumber have been there...now you"
Desmond laughed "a cucumber?"
"I was gonna shop lift a dildo but I couldn't get in the damn place" Bill said. He pushed his butt back onto the intruding hard flesh. "There" he said "now you push"
Bill didn't wait, he leaned further back.
"Ahhhhh" he sighed feeling Desmond's cock push past his sphincter. "You're in man, keep goin"
"You sure?" Desmond said. He felt the tight grip of his friend's sphincter and the warmth of his intestines around his cock. Maybe it was the salve Bill had put on his cock or maybe it was the way a guy was supposed to feel fucking a girl too.
"Just go as far as you can go then start fucking...don't worry...it feels fantastic" Bill replied honestly. The cock was giving him sensations he hadn't read about on the computer. His insides fought the intrusion but then when Desmond started to pull out, his entire lower body shivered with pleasure.
"God yea yes yes" Bill muttered.
"You ok dude?" Desmond asked hoping Bill was indeed ok. His cock was getting something it had never experienced in his hand or even Bill's.
The first time Bill touched it was fantastic. Desmond lay back and let his friend play with him, stroke him and fiddle with his testicles. It was the type of thing all the guys called "FAG STUFF" but at that point he didn't care. They were friends experimenting. He had read teen boys did that sometimes.
He lay back and closed his eyes. Behind the closed lids he saw Bill naked as he actually was now. He saw his friend the day he showed off his newly grown pubic hair. He saw Bill jacking off in front of him that other first time and the time they lay side by side in the early morning hours, their bare hips pressed together as they watched each other jack off.
This was different. He flexed his hips moving his long cock in and out of Bill's willing insides. Once his cock was deep inside, Desmond's body seemed to move automatically, fucking the way he presumed men fucked women.
"Gawd" he said "fantastic" he whispered as his hips stretched his lower back muscles. The warmth around his cock was still unexpected pleasure, the tight hole wasn't like his hand had been. All he could do was keep pushing and pulling.
Bill turned his head to the left looking at where he had put he full length mirror. Desmond hadn't noticed it propped sideways on the chair, thank goodness.
He could watch the two naked bodies there. One was his. He had watched himself many times, standing, sitting, laying even in the position he had posed in now. But this time his hand wasn't busy except to prop himself up on the bed.
The other body he had seen naked many times even before there was pubic hair or armpit hair on him. The muscles had grown over the years with the pubic hair. The cock had gotten hard often. He wanted that cock even before he knew what he wanted it for.
It was long and hard in front of him that first summer Desmond showed off for him. He felt he sperm splash on his face and bare chest that day. "YUK" became their word for it.
"Wanna yuk after class?" one would ask the other arranging for their nearly daily get together to jack off together.
He watched the naked body now, it seemed different then before. His best friend was no longer the childhood buddy but someone who relished Bill's body, satisfying it inside his intestines.
"Fuck me fuck me fuck me" He pleaded "put your yuk inside me" Bill said
Desmond laughed. Their boyhood word always made him laugh. He fucked harder and faster now. He wanted to shoot his sperm inside the warm place where his cock slid. Boyhood years had passed. They weren't just getting off, satisfying their burdening urge to cum now.
They were fucking, like two animals, kids, adults, guy and girl, two guys...
"keep goin" Bill pleaded
Desmond saw his friend reach under his body. He knew Bill wanted to jack while he fucked him.
"Save it for me" he said
Bill didn't want to save it, he wanted to shoot all over his bedspread while Desmond was unloading his usually sizable streams of cum inside him. He wanted to feel whatever it felt like when a cock exploded inside him.
"No can't got to" Bill grabbed his penis, but it wasn't hard to his surprise. It was flacid and he stroked it yet it wouldn't harden.
"Shit" he said returning his attention to the mirror hoping the sight of his best friend's naked body would arouse his uncooperative penis.
As time had evolved, he dared not look at Desmond even in the locker room for fear his cock's reaction would give him away. It didn't matter when they were alone, since they usually stripped down to jack off together anyway.
Bill knew he wanted Desmond for sex. He loved the guy, more the childhood buddies. Something had changed and hours of Internet research made him suspect he was queer for his best friend, or just queer.
"Gonna" Desmond said grunting about his impending orgasm.
Bill watched. The expression on Desmond's face expressed his pleasure. The expanded chest, the dimpled buttocks, the bulging thighs all heated the fire that already raged inside him.
"Fuck fuck fuck" Desmond said each time he slammed his hips against Bill's body. His fingers clutch the boys hips less his hard hips push him onto the bed.
Bill aimed his butt back against the assault wanting to withstand the hard attacks and feel the cock that was ravaging his guts now. He watched each time and wished his own cock had hardened so he could match what was happening.
The cock rubbing against his guts despite the grip of his sphincter gave him further sensations. He couldn't feel the cock expand or the sperm shoot out of it and coat his intestines.
"Shit" Desmond said bending over Bill's body now. He was finished. His cock was still lodged inside.
"You ok?" Desmond asked.
"Fucking great" Bill said "Can you go again?"
Bill moved forward collapsing on the bed. He looked up at his friend's heaving chest. His body glowed with perspiration. His long cock dangled and dripped YUK onto his bare legs.
"God" Desmond said "that was...that was..." He couldn't finish the sentence.
"Were you serious?" Bill asked.
"About what?"
"You said you wanted me to fuck you too" Bill said.
"Not yet maybe later" He was smiling
"Only if you promise to do me again and again and again" Bill laughed.
"So you liked being my bitch?" Desmond asked flopping down onto the bed and Bill.
"Bitch?" Bill screamed.
The two wrestled naked as they had done before but not as best friends. They knew their lives had been changing for years. And they had now become something they hadn't been before.
"What about the paper?" Desmond asked
"We got till Monday" Bill now on his knees reached for the cock that had been inside him moments before. "We can fuck until then"
Desmond didn't refuse in fact he didn't answer. He knew the answer in his head.
So did Bill.