The Perfect Solution

"Hey dude let's go!" Marc bounded into Sean's bedroom. "Your Mom said you
were still here" he explained.

The two usually met at the corner to hike the distance to classes everyday
since highschool.

"Shit man, wait" Sean said. He was bent over muttering "fuck fuck fuck"
Sean sat on his bed wearing only his usual tiny whities.

"Hey what's up? You ok?" Marc sat beside his friend on the bed. He put a
hand on Sean's bare shoulder.

"Got a exam or something?"

"Naw, it's just I uh can't go" Sean said.

"Sure you can" Marc put his hand on Sean's forehead "You don't have a
temp. Oh I see you want them to think you're sick. I can tell em" he stood
ready to go.

"No it's not that, look" Sean said.

Marc turned back to see Sean had sat up and spread his legs. His white
jockeys were tented.

"Fuck man nice boner" Marc said

"It won't go down" Sean looked desperate.

"Shit man I get em all the time. Hell you do too, I've seen em. Just whack
off and let's go. I can leave you alone" he offered.

"No man, you don't get it, I've jacked twice already this morning. It just
stays like this" He grabbed his crotch surrounding his thick boner with his
fingers.

"Did you uh you know, finger yourself and stuff?" Marc asked hesitant to
remind Sean he knew about the ways he masturbated. Their friendship had
often included conversations about private things.

"yea yea yea, did that"

"Did you cum?"

"All over the damn bed" Sean shook his head "I bet it's a Doctor thing.
I've heard of guys who have pinched blood vessels and things" he said.

"OK, let's try one more thing" Marc put his backpack down and removed his
jacket.

"But you can't tell anyone." he peeled his shirt off.

"What are you gonna do?" Sean looked up.

"You said you were desperate, right? Well, just shut up and let me take it
from here" he said peeling his jeans down his legs. His own cock bounced
free.

"Don't you ever wear underwear?" Sean eyed his friends meat swinging and
apparently getting hard.

"Shit no, it feels good rubbing against my jeans" Marc smiled. He liked
seeing Sean eye his growing cock. He always had.

"Just lay back" Marc said.

"You aren't gonna fuck me are you, faggot?" Sean said.

"Not this time" Marc said as he knelt and reached for his friends
waistband.

Sean lay back letting his boner stick up in the air. He lifted his hips as
Marc removed the tiny whities.

"It's these damn small underwear, keeps you tight" Marc offered his advice.
"You gotta go commando like me or wear boxers"

"Yea you just like it when everyone stares at your cock and balls in your
jeans" Sean laughed. "You can get girls with more then showing your meat
you know"

"Yea but that's not what I'm looking for. Now shut up, close your eyes, and
let your mind get you goin" Marc said.

Sean looked down. "What are you doin?" he asked but the warmth of Marc's
mouth answered.

"Shit" Sean let his head fall back. His mind was full of images of the two
of them skinny dipping years ago when they jacked each other off behind a
rock afterwards.

Seeing Marc naked doing somersalts on the beach one summer, seeing him and
others in high school naked in the locker room doing towel flip fights.

"Shit shit shit" he felt shivers of pleasure shooting through his body his
own hand never created.

"God man that's hot do that do that" he muttered and felt Marc's lips and
tongue obey. Sean automatically curled his legs. He didn't think about it,
they just curled on their own.

Marc's fingers moved to his butthole and played in a circle. Sean wanted to
stop him. He knew this was queer stuff. He had worried over the years that
their friendship might be thought of by others a gay.

They had been close buddies for years. They had wrestled with tented
underwear as kids in front of other friends. They had measured each other's
erections. They had wrestled naked in private. They had slept in the same
bed holding each other all night.

"Shit" Sean sighed as the fingers moved inside him. He had found a new
exciting sensation when playing there himself. Confiding to Marc about it,
his friend told him that he had read allot of straight guys liked their
buttholes played with.

His body did what it did on it's own then. His muscled tightened then
loosened, his chest grew tight, his gut felt like there was a fire inside.

"Oh god" He begged but wasn't sure if he wanted Marc to stop or do more.

"Hell man I dreamed you fucked me last night" he had once told Marc after
they had consumed enough beer to admit more secrets then usual. "You want
me to fuck you?" Marc asked. Marc was delighted when Sean said "not now"
instead of "fuck no".

Marc had wanted to have sex with Sean since high school. Though he dared
not test their friendship by admitting that, he took advantage of their
closeness to touch, grope, wrestle and even jack off with him over the
years.

"Fuck me" Sean heard himself say. His body was so hot that he felt like the
air had gone out of the bedroom. He was naked. His best friends had his
cock and balls in his mouth and his fingers deep inside him massaging his
prostate.

""Not now" Marc said and returned to tonguing his best friend.

"Please man I need it, fuck me for hours, hard, fuck me" Sean pleaded
hearing his own words but knowing they came from somewhere other then his
braid.

When his explosion came, it hurt, it drained him with each spurt, it took
all energy from him.

"Shit" Sean lay there. He felt his body was covered in sweat. There wasn't
any energy in his muscles. And at one point he nearly blacked out.

"You ok man?" He felt Marc's hands on his drained balls and softening cock.

"Wow" Sean tried to sit up and offered his hand to Marc for help.

"Looks like your problem is solved" Marc said. Sean looked to see his
painful boner was indeed softening.

"Uh thanks" Sean said thinking that comment was lame. "How did you do
that?"

"Same way I always do" Marc smiled. Sean realized his friend was telling
him something new. Perhaps he had told him before but Sean didn't realize
it or want to admit it. If Marc was gay, he was probably gay too.

"We better get dressed and head to class" Marc said looking for his
clothes.

"Maybe we should take the day off and uh just stay here" Sean said standing
naked in front of Marc. He knew what he wanted to happen next.

"Can't but think about it all day and we can come back here after classes
if you don't have to work" Marc pulled his shirt on. There was something
sexy about seeing him with only his tee shirt on...his bare butt and cock
free to see.

"Gotta put in some hours" Sean said looking for his own clothes. Marc
handed him a pair of jeans.

"Uh where' s under - "Sean started to say.

"You don't need them anymore" Marc said and shook the jeans. Sean smiled at
him and took the jeans. Somehow he knew it was time to let Marc make some
decisions.

He pulled the denim on his legs and felt his sensitized penis rub as he
buttoned his fly.

"You were right. It feels, uh different" he said

"Told you" Marc reached and cupped his friends crotch. He squeezed and Sean
smiled though he felt his cock begin to grow.

"Careful, my uh problem will come back"

"If it does we know what to do don't we?" Marc said releasing Sean's crotch
and pulling his own jean's on.

"Where did you learn to uh do that?" Sean asked as he grabbed his backpack.

"Shit I've been doin that stuff for years. You just didn't ask" Marc said
"Let's go"

They left the bedroom. Marc put his arm around his best friend.

"When I was helping you, you asked me to do something else? Did you mean
it?" he laughed.

"Maybe" Sean said "We'll see tonight"

"Yes yes we will" Marc said "It's about time"

Sean didn't say anything but he agreed. And somewhere deep inside him, his
body let him know the answer.