"What are you doing?" he didn't whisper but didn't talk loud enough so the others heard.
Shawn didn't move his hand away. He squeezed gently.
Marc reached for Shawn's wrist. But he didn't move the hand away either. Maybe it was the squeeze.
They had lay there in the bed side by side for sometime. Around them the others were snoring. Shawn could see the large mound thanks to the street light that shown through the window.
Marc's bare chest and thighs were back list to the body hair looked gold. His own white jockeys were expanded by the sight. He, like Marc chose to sleep on top of the sheets.
Marc's crotch was covered in a thong like pair of underwear. He got whistles from the others earlier that evening when they stripped down for an evening of beer, pizza, cards and jokes.
Now he lay there, his rounded pectorals rising and falling with each breath. His nipples looked distinct in the light. And Shawn was sure his crotch had expanded making the impressive mound larger and larger.
"You sleeping?" Marc had asked earlier. Shawn mumbled not sure if he wanted to say he was awake or pretend he was sleeping. Marc didn't talk further but shifted himself as if to find a more comfortable position.
His hands slid down his bare chest and stomach and reached under his pouch to adjust that too. For awhile he left one hand there and used it to adjust the hidden flesh at least once.
Shawn knew Marc had turned his head and looked towards him. He quickly closed his eyes.
That was moments ago. Hearing Marc's breathing sound deeper and steadier, Shawn opened his eyes to record the scene of the hunky friend and his expanding pouch. Shawn reached under his own white cloth and cupped his balls using his finger tips to titilate his own expanding cock. It tented. He wasn't sure if Marc had seen it tent before or not.
He moved his arm next to Marc's. The sleeping hunk didn't react. He moved his hand to the bare hipbone. The skin was smooth. He felt it acting as if he had touched during moving while sleeping. Again Marc didn't react.
Inhaling deeply, Shawn moved his hand so it rested on top of the cloth covered mound. It felt good. It excited Shawn; his own cock expanded the cloth covering it more.
That's when Marc quietly asked him "what are you doing?"
Shawn squeezed the mound playfully. He felt Marc's fngers surround his wrist and hoped the hunk wouldn't blurt out "fag" or something that awoke the others.
Marc didn't.
"Covers" Marc said even quieter then before as he released Shawn's wrist and reached for the covers that they both had left at the foot of the bed.
The cloth felt rough as it slid up Shawn's bare legs and over his belly. Marc turned on the bed towards him.
"Shhhh" he said. Under the blanket he reached for Shawn's hand and brought it back to him.
Marc didn't say anything. His fingers felt the outline of the hard cock under the cloth. His own, felt it begin to ooze precum.
The cloth was gone. Shawn felt bare skin. The covered dick was now laying across his hand. He felt it's length and girth. The fingers moved to the patch of thick black curly hair at its base. Then his hand moved and cupped the moving testicles in their fleshy sack.
"Nice" Marc said. He wanted more Shawn gladly realized.
He brought his hand from beneath the blanker and licked them returning the salava slickened fingers to the flesh that begged attention.
Marc shifted closer as the hand slid on his erection and ballsac. His own hand reached for and touched Shaen's bare chest. The finger tips found and squeezed a nipple.
Awakening the others was a fear soon forgotten as the heat of their nearly naked bodies radiated their lust.
"Want to go someplace?" Shawn whispered. Marc's hand moved down into Shawn's underwear. He didn't speak. He didn't have to.
His fingers encircled Shawn's ballsac. A finger moved under and popped into Shawn's hole.
"Feel good?" Marc asked as his finger kept popping in and out.
Shawn nodded realizing his head move wasn't seen.
"Turn over" Marc said.
Shawn turned over and felt the boys bare chest and stomach move against his back. A hand lay over him petting his chest and stomach, then reaching for his cock. It stroked him.
Shawn didn't care if anyone saw them. He was ready for whatever names they might call him, whatever reputation he would get and whatever the future held.
"Breathe deep" Marc said his lips touching Shawn's ear. Shawn wasn't sure why the boy said this at first, then felt the pressure.
"Don't worry I used some stuff" Marc added as his cock moved into the lust releaxed butthole.
Shawn had been fucked before during summer camp. He was grown up now, a student in University having fun during a long weekend at a friends place.
He was being fucked.
Marc moved closer, his pubic hair felt against Shawn's smooth buttock skin. The cock inside him hurt.
"Relax and breath" Marc instructed. HIs hand felt the now softening cock that Shawn had and he played to make it hard again.
Shawn felt the pleasure and the pain in his buttcrack. He wanted to enjoy it. His hips moved back against the pressure and then suddenly it moved quicker, easier and deeper.
Marc was totally inside him now.
All Shawn wanted to do was lay there impaled on Marc's cock...feeling invaders arms around him until they both awoke while the others watched their now naked bodies pressed together.
Marc began to move intent on another scene.
The pain subsided and a series of other sensations occurred confusing and pleasing Shawn at the same time.
His cock was half hard. Marc was stroking it intent on sharing the orgasm he sought.
Shawn found a position that let Marc piston him easier. He wanted it and wondered if he'd feel Marc expand as he shot fluids into his guts.
They fucked for awhile. Marc wasn't in any hurry. His fingers moved to Shawn's chest and pulled on the raised nipple flesh. It excited Shawn more so he moved his hips fucking himself on Marc's cock.
They found a rhythm that matched both their desires and as their body temperatures rose and enticed them both to sweat neither cared about the blanket that hid their activity.
The room air swept across their fucking bodies cooling them until their lust heated them up more.
Marc fucked harder and faster. Shawn didn't care if his cock was hard or not. All he wanted to feel was the cock inside him rubbing against his prostate and intestines.
Marc pushed forward knowing what he was doing. Shawn realized the boy had fucked ass before and man ass as well.
His body let loose the stored jism in his testicles. Shawn couldn't believe it. He felt Marc jamming into him probably with each stream of sperm he released inside.
They lay there panting. Marc's hand patted him as he withdrew the cock leaving Shawn feeling empty.
He wondered if anyone had awakened and heard them. Had any of their friends seen their silhouetted naked bodies obviously engaged in gay sex.
Marc had a girld friend Shawn knew. He had met her several times. He used to have one too. In fact a group of couples had gone on spring break the year before.
"Nice" Marc said his hand patting Shawn's bare belly. Then he moved his hand to Shawn's wet sticky soft cock and squeezed just as Shawn had squeezed his mound of male meat earlier.
Shawn moved closer and kissed Marc's cheek. And then they both slept.