The two avoided the aquarium as they wrestled and making so much noise, Carl's parents had repeatedly yelled at them to quiet down.
They snickered. And then sat on the floor eating pizza and engaged in video games for hours. As they sat there wearing only their jockey shorts, the two viciously attacked each other in the game, elbowing and knee kicking as they did so.
Marsh's excitement was noticeable, though Carl just glanced at the boys tented jockey shorts. He didn't try to hide it, instead spread his legs touching Carl's bare legs in the process.
Each game won, Marsh stood and put arms over head as the victor, his tented jockeys clearly visable.
"OK boys it's time to hit the bay" Carl's father had appeared "Better lock the door before you go to bed too" he added and closed the door.
Carl didn't think about why his Dad had advised it. The lock was put on his bedroom door a couple of years before, after his Dad came in while he was masturbating. "It's ok son we all do it, just don't embarrass your mother" he had said then.
"Want to jack before we sleep?" Marsh asked as they got into the bed.
Carl had thought about it as he watched Marsh's erection out of the corner of his eye. But he was nervous.
"Naw sleep, tired" he said and rolled over facing the wall.
"OK maybe in the morning, ok" Marsh patted Carl's jockey covered butt.
"Ok" Carl replied falling to sleep shortly thereafter.
The dreams were the usual. Carl's recurring dream of masturbating in the center of the football field while everybody booed him. Being naked in his school locker and discovered when the door was opened. Being bent over a desk and fucked by the Math teacher. And wrestling with Marsh as they had actually done but being naked and hard.
"Hey" Carl said feeling the hands. It was still dark.
"Shhh" Marsh said
"What time is it?" Carl mumbled feeling his friend's hands pulling on his jockey shorts.
"Early, so your folks won't hear us" Marsh said
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing yet"
Carl turned over. The glow of the aquarium showed Marsh's naked body, his hand on his erection.
"Shit man that's huge" Carl said
"Not that big, it'll fit, believe me" Marsh turned towards Carl and reached out.
Carl rolled back over facing the wall. He felt Marsh's body against his back.
"What are you doing?"
"You promised" Marsh said as he moved closer.
"It'll hurt" Carl said feeling the boy's cock was pushing between his buttocks.
"A little at first, just keep breathing. You can do me too"
The cock hurt.
Carl wanted to yell out but knew that would waken his parents. They would know he was naked, that he and Marsh were both hard. That he wanted to have sex with him.
"Ok all in, just relax, this is gonna be great...man you ARE tight" Marsh gasped as his hips began to push and pull his cock inside Carl.
"It should start feeling good" he promised
Carl's mind was recalling the videos and images he had seen on the internet. He was actually getting butt fucked like those he had seen. Some were gasping, others looked like it hurt, some were smiling. He did all of those things.
"Coming" Marsh said as he thrust a few more times and then stopped.
"You ok?" he asked
Carl nodded feeling the thickness leave him yet still inside him.
"That didn't hurt did it?" Marsh asked putting his hand on Carl's naked torso.
"A little at first" Carl said. It was what he read. His butthole still burned a bit but he didn't want to admit it to Marsh.
He felt the boy's hand move around him and locate his cock.
"You still hard?" he asked
"A little"
"Put it back" Carl said "while you do that"
Marsh's cock more easily reentered Carl. His hand stroked and soon his hips began to repeat it's early movements.
Carl closed his eyes, recalling the videos he had seen and fantasized he was one of those naked guys.
He was being fucked again and he was being masturbated at the same time. His body took over and in between his gasping and cursing, the fire inside was hotter than he could remember masturbating himself.
"Shit man, gonna cum, you ready?" Marsh said in a half whisper.
Carl didn't' answer his body was in charge not his mind and he spilled out streams of boy lava again and again.
They were silent save for both boys catching their breath.
"That was hot" Marsh said
Carl rolled over and lay on his back, his chest heaving still. He could see Marsh had done the same.
"So when is it my turn?" Carl asked and they both laughed.
"Good morning" the knock awoke them both. Carl's dad was at the door. "We're going out, you two get your own breakfast" he said.
Carl heard the downstairs door close and their garage door open. Then the short two beeps of the horn as the car left the driveway. He knew it was his Dad's signal.
Marsh laid there, his naked body looking delightful to Carl. His morning erection mast above it.
"Shit you're hard again?" Carl asked
Marsh batted his eyes as he awoke. "What do you mean again?"
Was it a dream, Carl thought. Then he knew the answer. He still felt the cock inside him. As he had read many times, he had the phantom feeling after being fucked.
"You promised" he said as his hand lay on Marsh's chest and moved down to his crotch.
Marsh sighed then turned over face down.
Carl moved over the boy as he had done when they wrestled many times before. But now they were both naked. He aimed and pushed his cock inside expecting the boy to react. But Marsh was silent.
"You ok?"
Marsh chuckled "yea but you won't be after"
Carl fucked until his body emptied itself.
"OK my turn"
They wrestled, their naked bodies revealing their reactions previously hidden by underwear, shorts, or jeans.
"I said my turn" Marsh acted rougher and rougher pinning Carl on the bed. He moved under Carl's legs and pressed forward.
Carl looked up at the boy's torso, his thickening chest, his extended nipples and the expression he had not seen before.
The cock stabbed into him as rough as Marsh's mounting was.
It plunged and pulled, fucked him like an attack. It hurt and felt good. His erection subsided with the sensations.
The fucking was hard and long. When Marsh pulled out, Carl whined wanting it to stay inside him.
But there was no time to beg Marsh to put it back.
Carl saw the streams of cum shoot out all over him, landing on his face, chest, belly. It seemed to keep flowing, more cum then he remembered his own cock shooting.
Then March scooped it from his body and shoved it in his gasping open mouth.
"This makes you my bitch" Marsh said.
Carl tasted then swallowed, sucked each cum dripping finger and sat upwards pushing March back on the bed.
He dove down to savored the sperm covered cock and balls.
"What are you doing?" Marsh laughed.
"Being your bitch" Carl volunteered "and having breakfast".
They sat, shirtless wearing their gym shorts when Carl's parents and sister returned home.
"So boys did you have a good breakfast?"
Carl couldn't help it. He laughed. Marsh too.
Then Carl heard his father's comment.
"Thought so" and the man left them alone.
His Dad knew Carl realized.