The entire group had ridden every ride, tried every game and eaten more hot dogs, pizza and ice cream then they planned.
One even vomited the night's food in a trash can as they laughed and headed home, tired and happy.
"Can I crash? Don't want my Dad seeing me, uh you know like this" Mo asked Clyde.
"Yea I guess" Clyde wasn't sure what Mo meant. They hadn't smoked or drank ill gotten beer that night. Maybe he stole some from the convenience store before they went, he wasn't sure.
Leaving the bathroom, Clyde saw Mo had already stripped to his boxers and lay on the bed they would share. It wasn't the first time they had shared a bed. Sleepovers were common; Clyde at Mo's house or Mo here.
He turned the bedside lamp off and got on the bed. Mo's boxer fly was open and his penis half out. Clyde looked at it and thought about touching it, even licking it.
There had been mental images of that and more he enjoyed when arousing himself and satisfying his own erection many times.
"Shit" Clyde sighed. His fingers lightly touched Mo's chest. The boy was sleeping and didn't react.
He moved his fingers across the smooth skin and the tip of each nipple. Clyde's jockeys expanded as his penis became a cock, hard and bigger each second.
He moved the tips of his fingers over Mo's flat and smooth belly then his shoulder and arm. With his other hand Clyde pulled his cock out into the night air. His fingers moved over its expanded mushroom head and very wet tip.
Bringing his finger to his lips he licked the familiar sweet taste.
He saw Mo's penis had hardened too and lay out of his boxer fly. His finger touched the tip and tasted the wetness he found there. It too was sweet.
"Don't stop" Mo's voice said quietly. His eyes were still closed.
Clydethought his friend was still sleeping, probably dreaming of Karen in some sex dream.
He touched the boy's chest again moving to straddle him so both hands could explore the shoulders, pectorals, belly and sides.
Clyde's hands moved to touch his cock. It was rock hard. He traced its length, wiped more precum from its tip.
Seeing Mo remained sleeping, and getting braver, Clyde's hand moved inside the boxer shorts and cradled his friend's testicles. The sac was as smooth as the boy's chest.
The feeling thrilled Clyde, feeling his own cock emit more fluid from its piss slit.
"God I hope you suck my" Mo said.
Clydefroze not sure what to do. The idea that Mo was dreaming of Karen sucking his cock while Clyde actually did it, prompted him to move and bend forward.
His tongue licked the boys cock and his lips swallowed it, licking it inside his warm mouth.
He moved his head tightening the lip grip on the erection. Clyde wondered if Mo would tell him about the sex dream he had that night.
He moved his head more and quicker while he jacked himself. The feeling of Mo's hands on the back of his head was ignored. Clyde didn't want to know Mo was awake.
The sperm filled his mouth and spilled out the corners. His own body burst his sperm out onto the bed, Mo's boxers and legs.
"Shit Clyde said out loud" as he looked to see if Mo was still sleeping. The boy's eyes were closed.
As Clyde moved away, Mo turned on his side and adjusted his pillow. Clyde went to the bathroom and returned to the bed to sleep.
"Hey thanks for letting me crash last night" Mo said as the two shirtless boys wearing only their underwear ate cereal.
"No problem, how did you sleep?" Clyde asked looking at his bowl.
"Great, had a great dream" Mo said
"Cool what about?" Clyde had risen to take their bowls to the sink.
"Sex what else?" Mo smiled wide "Hey mind if I sleep here tonight too?" He was beside Clyde now.
"Uh I guess, sure why not?"
"Good cause I have an idea you might have a sex dream tonight" Mo put his hand on Clyde's butt and squeezed.
"If you want that is"
"Yea I do" Clyde let the fingers squeeze then move inside his waistband until they probed his butthole.
"Thought so" Mo said "Been looking forward to it"
"Me too" Clyde felt the finger sliding inside him. He wished Mo would rip his jockeys off and fuck him as they stood there.
"Want it now?" Mo asked
"God yea fuck me now" Clyde couldn't help it.
Mo did as Clyde imagined pulling his jockeys down and ramming his cock up inside him. Clyde held onto the sides of the sink. He was finally getting fucked and by one of his friends he had been fantasizing about.
"God yea" Mo said jamming three times as he came inside Clyde's guts.
"So what are you boys up to?" Clyde's Dad's voice made him jump. He awoke seeing his Dad enter the bedroom.
"You two gonna sleep all day or what?" he asked.
Clydemoved his bedding to hide the morning wood he displayed.
"Don't bother son, we all get boners in the morning. Look at your friend" the man said as he turned "come on down for breakfast when you're ready.'
Clydelooked over at Mo. His cock still stuck out of his boxers and it was thick with blood, hard as hell.
"So you gonna suck me off again or what?" Mo smiled at him.
"Why the fuck not?" Clyde shrugged and bent across Mo to lick the cock he had enjoyed the night before and hoped he might enjoy in other ways when he got brave enough to do it.
"Shit man keep sucking me like that and I'm gonna push you over and fuck you" Mo warned.