Date: Fri, 14 Oct 2005 22:56:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: Aaron Gets His Wish - Chapter 10

DISCLAIMER:  The following story is FICTIONAL.  It contains descriptions
of sexual  activities between teenage boys.  If you are not over 18 years
of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this
material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT!  If you
choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it!

			    Aaron Gets His Wish
                                Chapter Ten

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Mark smiled to himself, as he started to wake up.  Both boys had been so
tired the night before, that neither had bothered to put on clean boxers
after their shower, and late night "streak", completely nude, past Gran
in the kitchen.  Instead, they'd both crawled, naked, into bed together.
Now, as he lay on his side facing the wall, Mark was pleased to feel
Aaron's bare, warm body pressed up against his back, and his arm draped
over Mark's side, hanging down in front of Mark.

Apparently, Aaron was having a good dream, as he had a hardon, which was
nestled comfortably in the crevice between Mark's ass cheeks.  Mark
wasn't positive, but he thought he felt Aaron's hips humping back and
forth ever so gently too.  Drowsily, he smiled at the thought of Aaron
having a pleasant sex dream.

Suddenly Mark's eyes flew wide open, as he felt Aaron's arm move
downward, and his hand snuggly grasp and gently squeeze his morning
hardon.

"What the -" He thought to himself, as Aaron again gently squeezed his
dick.

"OH MY GOD!" Mark's mind screamed, as Aaron's hand began moving back and
forth, masturbating him.

Aaron's hips began humping back and forth less subtley as well then too.

Mark was dumbfounded.  He was also horny though, and what Aaron was doing
to him felt great!

"Is he asleep, or awake?" Mark wondered frantically, as Aaron's
manipulations continued.

As his step-brother continued fondling him, Mark lay motionless,
completely uncertain of what to do.  He knew he had to do something to
stop Aaron though, or soon he'd be thrashing around, blowing his load all
over the sheets and blankets.  What Aaron was doing to him felt so great
though, he didn't want to stop him!

"Why is Aaron doing it though?  Is he asleep, dreaming, and thinks my
cock is his own?" Mark wondered.

As Aaron's movements began to take on a more classic masturbatory motion,
Mark realized he had to do something soon, because he could feel his
orgasm suddenly starting to build already.

As much as he hated to, a moment later, Mark closed his eyes, gave a
groan and rolled backward a little, as if turning over in his sleep.
Abruptly, Aaron's hand left his penis, and Aaron rolled over onto his
back.  Aaron continued rolling over, until he was lying on his other
side, facing away from Mark, with his face buried down into his pillow.

"So was he awake, or not?" Mark wondered, as he turned to face Aaron,
opened his eyes a slit, and stared at the back of Aaron's head.

The boy appeared to be asleep yet.

                *                           *                         *

He wasn't though.  In fact, he was wide awake, and had been for some
time.  As he lay facing the opposite wall, with his eyes squeezed tightly
shut, his heart was racing.

"Please still be asleep!" Aaron prayed silently, terrified that he'd
woken Mark up, and that Mark realized he'd been playing with his penis.

Aaron had woken up a short time earlier.  When he awoke, he was snuggled
up to Mark, who was still asleep.  His arm was draped over Mark's side,
hanging down in front of Mark's belly.  Apparently Mark was having a good
dream, because, Aaron suddenly became aware of the fact that the side of
his hand was touching the tip of Mark's dick, which was hard, and
pointing up toward his navel.  Realizing Mark was aroused had of course
gotten Aaron boned too.  Since Mark was still asleep, and Aaron was so
horny, he'd decided to cop a feel of his step-brother's hot body.

Now, as he lay pretending to be sleeping yet himself, Aaron prayed that
Mark had really been asleep yet as he was fondling him, or that if he had
been in a state of half wakefulness, that he hadn't noticed Aaron's
roaming hand.  He berated himself then for letting himself get so carried
away as to begin jacking Mark off.

"As if he wouldn't have noticed," Aaron thought regretfully to himself.

Terror-stricken, Aaron lay motionless, waiting to see what Mark would do.

                *                           *                         *

As Mark lay staring at Aaron, he was clueless of whether or not the boy
had been awake, or asleep.

After a moment, he whispered softly, "You awake?"

"Fuck!" Aaron, who rarely used the "F"-word, thought to himself.

Terrified, Aaron silently cringed.  He didn't respond, pretending to
still be asleep.  Praying Mark would think he was.

Mark thought he'd noticed Aaron flinch slightly though, when he spoke.

"I know how to tell," Mark muttered under his breath.

He reached out under the covers then and cupped Aaron's compact ass in
his hand, and gave it a gentle squeeze.  He was surprised when Aaron
didn't move, although again, he thought Aaron had flinched almost
inperceptibly at his initial touch.

Aaron was shocked that Mark had groped his ass.  He was more surprised
though when Mark, who liked the feel of Aaron's ass in his hand, didn't
take his hand away, but instead continued cupping both Aaron's cheeks in
his big hand, with his middle finger resting conveniently in the crease
between them.

As shocked as he was that Mark was holding his ass, Aaron thought that
Mark's hand felt wonderful, and an involuntary shiver shuddered through
his body.  Mark noticed this.

"So are you awake?" Mark hissed a little more persistently.

Aaron was still afraid to let Mark know he was awake, and at the same
time, curious, since Mark was still holding his ass, to see if Mark would
do anything else to him.  He didn't have to wait long to find out.

A moment later, his eyes flew wide open, as he felt Mark's middle finger
start to push inward, between his ass cheeks!  Mark kept on  pressing his
finger into Aaron's ass, until the tip of his finger was pressing right
up against his anus.

"So?" Mark whispered again, this time in a slightly demonic tone, as he
smiled to himself, and held his fingertip firmly against Aaron's pucker.
"You awake?"

Aaron was shocked at the lengths Mark was going to to see if he was
awake.  He was sure though that Mark would be pissed off at him if he let
on that he'd been awake when he was playing with his dick.  But, as
shocked as he was that Mark was fingering his asshole, he was also horny
as hell because of it.  He'd fingered his hole himself before, and it
felt great then, but having someone else's finger probing him down there
was even better!  Mark's finger felt awesome!  Quickly, Aaron slammed his
eyes shut again, and decided to lie still yet, both to avoid Mark's
thinking he'd been awake earlier, and to see if Mark would do anything
else with his finger.

Mark was surprised that Aaron didn't stir as he touched his asshole, and
figured the boy must really be asleep, because no boy was going to put up
with someone touching him there, just to not be caught sleeping, even if
he had been doing something he shouldn't have while he was pretending to
be asleep.  Of course... if he had been awake, and was consciously
playing with Mark's dick... did that mean Aaron might have some gay
tendencies?  If so... could it be he was enjoying Mark's fingering of his
rosebud?

Mark was about to withdraw his finger, and forget about it all, and let
Aaron "sleep on", but as he lay there with Aaron's ass cheeks comfortably
cupped in the palm of his hand, and his fingertip touching Aaron's anus,
he felt Aaron's pucker contract and relax a couple times.  This of course
aroused Mark much more than he had already been.  His dick, which was
already rigid, started to literally and throb with excitement.  At that
point, all Mark wanted to do was scootch his body forward, moisten his
dick with his spit, position the head of it against Aaron's hole and push
forward, until he was buried deep within the boy.  Of course, he couldn't
do that though.

Mark grinned to himself, as he felt Aaron's asshole contracting and
relaxing some more under his fingertip.  He couldn't help himself then,
and gently began to wiggle his finger back and forth slightly, massaging
Aaron's anus.

Aaron's eyes flew open again, and he almost let out a gasp.  He couldn't
believe Mark was fingering him like that!  He didn't care though, because
it felt so wonderful.  He wanted Mark to keep doing what he was doing,
and prayed he wouldn't stop!

"Oh God!" Aaron thought, shutting his eyes again, and luxuriating in the
feelings Mark's finger was giving him, as it gently rubbed back and forth
just a little more firmly across his hole.

Mark smiled as Aaron's ass squirmed about a little.  Almost inperceptibly
it seemed like the boy had pushed his ass back a little more toward Mark,
as if inviting to him to proceed further.  He stopped moving his finger
and held it firmly against the boy's hole yet.

Aaron's eyes almost flew open again as he felt Mark's finger stop moving
and begin to press more directly against his anus.  Was Mark trying to
stick his finger up his ass?

Mark figured Aaron had to be asleep, or he'd have stopped him long ago.
Even though he was certain that Aaron must be sleeping, and he had an
uncontrollable urge to push his finger up inside the boy, he knew he had
to stop.  Gently he pulled his hand from Aaron's butt.

"Guess you are really asleep," he whispered almost inaudibly, as he laid
back down.

Aaron was relieved when Mark stopped fondling his ass.  As much as he'd
loved the feeling of Mark's finger tickling what he considered the most
private part of his body, he wasn't ready for anyone to actually put
anything inside him yet.  He was certain it would've hurt if Mark had
shoved his finger up into him.  He wouldn't have minded though if Mark
had continued just flicking his fingertip back and forth over his asshole
though.  That had felt awesome!

Aaron was also confused.  Why would a straight guy want to do something
like that to another boy?

With all these mixed emotions rolling through his mind, Aaron lay still,
pretendint to still be "sleeping".

                   *                     *                      *

The boys lay next to each other, each pretending to be asleep for some
time.  Both their minds were racing, and both their dicks were throbbing
as well.

Aaron was utterly confused, but horny as hell over what Mark had just
done to him.  It had felt great, like nothing he'd ever felt before!  At
the same time, it added to the confirmations he was accumulating that he
was most likely gay.  He'd thoroughly enjoyed what Mark had just done to
him, and wished he could just turn over and ask Mark to do it again, but
this time to keep doing it.  On the other hand, he hated the fact that he
had enjoyed something that was so obviously gay!  Then too, what was with
Mark doing something like that to him?  Mark was straight!  Wasn't what
he'd done to Aaron something gay?  Why had he done it?  Did he enjoy
doing it to him?  Could Mark possibly be gay, or maybe at least bi?

As Mark laid quietly, pretending to be asleep, he began to feel guilty,
and a little worried.  He realized he shouldn't have groped Aaron the way
he had.  He hoped that Aaron hadn't been awake.  He didn't want Aaron to
know he was gay, or to have done anything to upset the boy.  Of course...
he still wasn't completely certain Aaron had been asleep.  If he hadn't
been, could it be he'd enjoyed Mark's ass-fingering?  Was it possible
that Aaron was gay too?

Mark's cock was stiff as a board yet too.  It didn't help that the musky
scent of sweat from between Aaron's asscheeks, mixed with a slight hint
of his shit wafted from Mark's finger to his nostrils.  The familiar
odor, just made him hornier.

With all these thoughts running through their minds, both boys lay
motionless next to each other for some time.  Each felt awkward about
what would happen when they "woke up"!

                        *                     *                   *

Eventually, realizing his hardon would never go away, Mark decided to
"wake up".  He figured he could get up and run down to the bathroom,
where he could relieve his frustrations.

Mark rolled over onto his back and yawned and stretched, making a bit
more of a production of waking up than he normally did.

Realizing Mark was waking up, Aaron pretended that he'd been woken up by
him.  He too, rolled onto his back and yawned and stretched in a slightly
exaggerated way.

"Morning!" Mark said, wondering to himself why he'd bothered to make such
a big deal out of waking up, because now he was clearly awake, with a
hardon that wasn't going to go away, and Aaron was awake as well and
would see it.  He should've just snuck out of bed and down to the
bathroom.

Of course they'd both seen each other naked with hardons before, so it
really didn't matter in the end he supposed.

"Mmmmm..." Aaron moaned, drowsily in reply to Mark.

"Sleep well?" Mark asked.

"Yup, you?" Aaron asked, forcing another yawn.

"Yup," Mark replied as well.

Mark glanced down to see how noticeable his hardon was beneath the
blankets.  When he did, he saw that there were two prominent tents
protruding under the covers.  One where his crotch was, and the other
where Aaron's was.  Seeing this, Mark grinned to himself.  Aaron caught
Mark's downward glance and grin, and looked too.  He smiled then as well
when he saw that both of them had the same condition.

"Guess we both need to jack off!" Mark said.  "You want to go down to the
bathroom, or stay up here?"

"What do you want to do?" Aaron asked, smiling shyly.

"Well, the bed's more comfortable.  But I can use the bathroom if you
want to stay here," Mark said.  "Which do you want?"

"We could just both stay here," Aaron said.

His eyes shot wide open a split second later, as with horror he realized
he'd voiced out loud, what he wished he could say.

"You want to jack off together?" Mark asked, looking at Aaron with a
shocked, but somewhat curious expression.

Aaron didn't know what to say.  He just stared at Mark with big eyes, as
he felt his face heat up.

"Um... " he began after a minute, as Mark continued just looking at him.
"w-well...we're step-brothers now, and well... we see each other naked
all the time anyway - and we're hard most of those times - and besides,
we have seen each other do it before... so... I mean it wouldn't be that
bad if we did, would it? .... since we both prefer to lay in bed to do
it?"

Aaron couldn't believe he had said all that, and he could feel his face
burning with redness, as he waited for Mark's reaction.  He prayed Mark
wouldn't suddenly hate him!

Mark couldn't believe Aaron had said all that either.  On one hand, he
knew that if he and Aaron did anything together, it might hurt their
relationship.  On the other hand, he was so horny, and he so wanted to
have outright sex with Aaron, that he was willing to take just jacking
off together.  Unsure of what to say though, he sat up, and settled back
down on his side, so he was leaning on his elbow, and contemplated the
obviously embarrassed Aaron.

The redness of Aaron's face deepened as Mark studied him.

Just as Aaron was about to apologize, and get up and run downstairs, Mark
said cautiously, "Well, I suppose we can.  But... are you sure it's what
you want to do?"

He looked questioningly at Aaron then.

Aaron was surprised by Mark's reply, but at the same time, he felt his
dick flex at the thought of lying next to Mark, jerking off, as the older
boy did the same thing.  Then, he began to wonder if Mark might not be
setting him up to embarrass himself.  Maybe Mark didn't really want to,
but was trying to get Aaron to say he did.  But, then again, Mark had
fingered his asshole a little while ago.  Maybe he really was interested
in doing it with him.  Aaron was so confused at that point he didn't know
what to say.

"So, is it something you want to do?" Mark asked, after almost a minute
had passed and Aaron hadn't answered yet.

Aaron's eyes got bigger.  It was what he wanted to do.  But did Mark mean
it?  Mark didn't look upset.  If anything, Aaron thought he just looked
rather horny.  Finally, Aaron decided to admit he wanted to, and if Mark
picked on him for it, he could lie and say he was just joking.

"Um...s-sure," Aaron said, sounding a little uncertain of himself.  "But
do you too?"

Mark's dick flexed violently when Aaron said that.  He so wanted to do
that, and then some with the boy.  Trying to maintain his "cool" attitude
though, Mark just smiled nonchalantly.  Then, he reached over and mussed
Aaron's hair.

"I guess we can try it once," he said.  "Like you said, we're brothers
now.  We've seen each other naked a lot already.  Sometimes we've even
had hardons.  And, like you said, we've even seen each other jack off
before too.  So, I guess it's not really that big a deal if we do do it
together.  As long as you're really OK with it, I guess I am too.  But
Aaron, if for any reason, you really don't want to do it - it's OK.  Just
say so, and we won't do it."

Aaron was a little surprised by what Mark said, but happily relieved that
he wasn't upset with him.  He also liked it that Mark was being so
considerate of his feelings.  He felt his heart rate go up suddenly
though at the thought that he and Mark might really masturbate together.

"I'm OK with it," he said, smiling, a little nervously, back at Mark.
"Really!"

"Cool," Mark said, blushing slightly.

The two boys lay next to each other, looking at each other with somewhat
dopey looks on their faces.  Both were extremely aroused at the thought
of what they'd both just agreed to do.  They were both a little nervous
and embarrassed about it though too.

                     *                        *                       *

After a minute Mark laid back down on his back, and pushing the bed
covers down, past his knees, revealing his naked body, and throbbing
erection.  The tip of it appeared to be a little moist.  "Well," he said,
"If we're gonna do it, let's do it before I cream the sheets!"

Grinning nervously, Aaron pushed his half of the covers down as well,
exposing his naked body too.  Automatically, he reached for and began
fondling his dick.

"Want some lotion?" Mark asked, reaching into the drawer of the night
stand next to his bed.

"Yes please," Aaron said.  He held his right hand out toward Mark.

Smiling, Mark opened the bottle and squirted a large glob of hand cream
into Aaron's waiting hand.  Then he squirted some into his own hand, and
set the jug down.

The two looked at each other.  Then, smiling, Mark began to slather the
hand lotion all over his dick.  Once he was well lubed, he wrapped his
hand around his shaft and began sliding his hand up and down it.  He
looked over at Aaron, and smiled.  Grinning back at Mark, Aaron reached
for his own dick and did the same.  Soon, both boys were watching each
other, as their hands slid up and down their slick members.

After a moment, Mark reached down and cupped his scrotum in his left
hand.  He began kneading his testicles.  Copying Mark, Aaron did the
same, causing Mark to grin at him.

"um...Mark?" Aaron said, after a minute.

"Yeah?" Mark asked, looking up from Aaron's dick to his face.

Aaron flushed bright red and hesitated for a moment.

Mark grinned as he guessed what Aaron wanted to ask.

"What?  You wanta do me for a minute?" Mark asked.

Aaron couldn't believe Mark had guessed what he was about to ask.

"um... yeah.  Could I?" he asked, nervously.

"Sure!" Mark said, smiling.  "I get to do you for a minute though too!"

"OK," Aaron agreed, grinning.

Mark grinned back at him and let go of his dick.  Immediately Aaron's
hand left his own dick and moved to Mark's.

"Wow!  It feels so big!" Aaron smiled, as he wrapped his hand around
Mark's cock and began to slide it up and down.

"Nice grip!" Mark said, grinning.

"Thanks!" Aaron said, blushing slightly again.

Aaron gasped slightly then when Mark reached over and wrapped his hand
around his dick and began sliding it up and down too.

"Feel good?" Mark asked, in a slightly intense tone.

"Oh yeah," Aaron sighed, pleasurefully.  Nobody'd ever touched him that
way before, and it felt so much better than when he used his own hand.

Mark grinned.

The two boys lay quietly next to one another then, masturbating each
other.

After about a minute Mark felt his orgasm starting to build up.

"We probably better switch back," he said, figuring Aaron wouldn't want
to take it all the way.

"Oh..." Aaron said, sounding sad.

"Unless you wanta keep going, and make each other cum?" Mark asked,
silently hoping Aaron would agree.

"Could we?" Aaron asked, the expression on his face looking deeply
aroused, and Mark felt his penis flex taughter for a second.

"Um... I guess," Mark said, smiling slightly as he tried to retain a
nonchalant expression.  Inside though, he was shouting with joy!

Aaron smiled then.  His smile quickly faded though, and he looked deeply
aroused again.

Both boys continued sliding their lotion-lubed hands up and down each
other's stiff rods.  Shortly they were both breathing more deeply, and
their bodies had both begun to tense up a little.  Each one felt his
orgasm beginning to build.

"Um... I think I'm gonna jizz soon Mark!" Aaron said after a minute had
gone by.  He had a serious look on his face, as his nostrils flared
slightly.

"Me too," Mark said, breathing deeply, as he felt his climax approaching
quickly.  He began jacking Aaron off a little faster.  Aaron did the same
to him.

A few seconds later, Mark felt Aaron's body tense up a little more.
Aaron's foot slid over, so it was touching Mark's.  The feeling of
Aaron's bare foot touching his was electrical to Mark, and greatly
intensified his state of arousal.  Breathing in heavy gasps, he began
pistoning his greasy hand up and down Aaron's shaft even faster then.
Realizing Mark was getting ready to cum, Aaron too became more excited.
He too began slamming his hand up and down Mark's rod.

Moments later, both boys' bodies were almost completely tensed up, and
each was breathing heavily.  Their hands were still flying up and down
each other's hard cocks.  A copius amount of precum was leaking from the
tip of Mark's dick.

"I'm gonna cum Aar!" Mark exclaimed, suddenly in an excited tone.  He
hadn't felt such great pre-orgasmic feelings in a long time - Not since
his last time with Jon.

"Me too!" Aaron gasped.  He'd never felt such a degree of built up
orgasmic pressure before ever.  He thought his whole body was about to
eplode with pleasure and split in half.  It felt awesome.

The boys' fists continued pounding up and down each other's hard cocks,
as each flexed their bodies still more taught.

"OOOhhhh!!!" Aaron gasped suddenly, as a thin streak of cum rocketed out
his dick, and landed on his neck and chest.

Realizing he'd just caused Aaron to have an orgasm sent Mark over the
edge.

"Aaaawwww!!!!!" Mark groaned a split second later, as a thick rope of
semen flew out of his urethra, landing in a long streak that stretched
from his chin, down his neck, and part way down his chest.

"uuhhhhh!" Aaron exclaimed, as more jism shot out of him, splattering his
belly.

"Mmmmmmm!!!!" Mark moaned, as he fired another load of spunk.  It landed
on his chest in a thick line.

The boys continued pumping each other's dicks, each spasming a few more
times, until both their orgasms had ended.

When it was over, Mark kept on pumping Aaron's dick yet, but much more
slowly.  After a few seconds, the boy's body shuddered involuntarily, and
a bit more semen oozed from his piss slit.

"Mmmmm!" Aaron moaned, happily, as his orgasm ended completely.

Aaron had copied Mark's actions and continued pumping Mark's dick too,
after Mark's spasms has stopped.  He grinned when a moment later, Mark
groaned slightly and tensed up a bit, and a bit more cum oozed from his
dick as well.

Both boys stopped pumping up and down each other's dicks then.

"Wow!" Aaron exclaimed, smiling, and looking over at Mark, as the two of
them lay side by side, each holding the other's then shrinking penis
yet.  "That was awesome!"

Mark smiled and gave Aaron's now only semi-hard dick a squeeze.

"Yeah, it was pretty good!" he agreed.

"So... are we gonna do it together like this all the time now?" Aaron
asked, smiling hopefully.

Mark frowned slightly as he contemplated his younger step-brother.  As
much as he desperately wanted to say yes, now that his pent up arousal
had dissipated along with his orgasm, he realized, he'd probably allowed
things to go to far.  Also, he realized if he said "yes", that it would
probably cause Aaron to wonder if he was gay.  And even though what
they'd just done was clearly something gay, and he wondered more than
ever now if Aaron might not be gay, or at least bisexual, he thought it
would probably be better to continue promoting his own "straight" facade.

"Um... well... I don't know if we should really," Mark said.

Aaron's face fell, and he immediately looked worried and embarrassed
again.

Mark smiled slightly and let go of Aaron's penis.  Then, he said, "Look,
what we just did was really nice, but it's not something guys are
supposed to do with each other.  It's OK that we did it though, because
we're brothers and we want to know all about each other, and should
experience more things together than most guys.  And, I think it probably
brought us closer together. So it was a good thing.  But... it probably
shouldn't happen again!"

"um... yeah, I guess you're right," Aaron said, letting go of Mark's
penis too, and trying to sound as if he didn't really care.

Mark could tell though that Aaron was clearly disappointed, as was he
himself.  Mark smiled warmly, with a hint of sadness in his expression,
and mussed Aaron's hair.

"Hey!  Like I said, I think we're closer to each other now that we did
it!  Don't you?" He asked.

Aaron smiled a little then and nodded.

"Cool!  Now... I'm gonna get dressed and go get something to eat!" Mark
said.

"Me too!" Aaron said.

"Figured you might!" Mark said, grinning warmly again at Aaron.

Aaron smiled back at him.  The two got up then and cleaned themselves
off.  They dressed silently then, each lost in their own thoughts about
the morning.

As they thought about what had just occurred, each wondered if the other
might be at least a little gay, but wasn't willing to admit it to the
other.

Being that they were in fact both gay, each fervently wished that they
could continue jacking off together, and in fact, take it further with
each other.  Each realized though that that was impossible if they wanted
to keep up their "straight" appearance.

Although they'd both thoroughly enjoyed being together, and did really
feel closer to one another, neither was happy in the end.  Each was
greatly disappointed that what they'd done was just a one-time thing.
Each was confused about the other's true feelings.  And, because of the
fronts they were still putting up to each other, neither felt comfortable
enough yet with the other to be completely open and honest about their
preferences and desires.  As good as they each felt physically,
emotionally, each was greatly unsatisfied.

Aaron was scared to let Mark know he was gay because he felt Mark would
turn on him.  He thought Mark would hate him both for being gay, and for
lying to him.  He thought Mark might begin to ridicule him, like the
other boys at school did all the time, and that he might even become
physically abusive, as well as taunting him emotionally.  As much as he
feared Mark finding out about his true feelings, Aaron wished fervently
that things were different, and that he could be honest with Mark.  He
really needed someone to talk to about all his problems, and an older
brother was just the kind of person he needed.  Besides... Aaron realized
he'd begun to love Mark very much, in a brotherly way.

Mark was too embarrassed to admit to anyone, least of all Aaron, that he
was gay.  He too feared ridicule and abuse.  The last thing he wanted or
needed was to come out to Aaron, find out Aaron was really straight, and
then have to put up with Aaron, who was such a wuss most of the time,
looking down at him for being gay.  Worse still... he'd grown very fond
of the boy, and the thought Aaron felt the same way about him too.
Mark's biggest fear was that if Aaron figured out he was gay, that he'd
lose the boy's affection.

Within a couple minutes, both of them were dressed.  Each contemplated
the other for a moment, silently wishing things were different, and that
they were able to talk to one another openly.  Mark could tell that Aaron
wasn't entirely happy, and Aaron could see Mark wasn't either.  Neither
was willing to say anything about it though.

"C'mon, let's get some grub!" Mark said finally, smiling, and trying to
push his thoughts about being gay, and about what he and Aaron had done
from his mind for a while.

"Sounds good!" Aaron said, smiling as well, and also trying to think
about other things.

                  *                      *                       *

The boys were both surprised when they entered the kitchen, that Gran
never mentioned the episode from the night before when they'd streaked
naked from the bathroom, through the kitchen on their way up to their
room, right past her, as she'd suddenly walked into the room.  She acted
as if it had never happened.  Both of them were happy she'd chosen to
handle the situation that way, as both were very embarrassed that she'd
seen them naked.

As Gran stood cooking them some eggs though, chattering on about the
weather, and a couple items she had seen on the morning news, she
couldn't help but think back to the night before.  In fact, she'd been
thinking about it quite a bit since it had happened.

As the boys had run past her in the nude, she couldn't believe how grown
up her grandson was now.  She realized his body was going through its
changes as he was becoming a man now, but it was still a surprise to see
him with a larger penis, and pubic hair!

Then, of course, there was Mark!  She'd thought all along that he was a
handsome boy, especially the times she'd seen his well-muscled torso when
he went shirtless.  But, when she saw him completely naked, she was
shocked at how very masculine his body looked.  Mark definitely had a
man's body, not a boy's.  And his penis was so BIG!

Suddenly, as she watched his butt as he ran up the stairs, catching
glimpses yet of his genitals, as they appeared and disappeared between
his quickly moving legs, she'd realized that Mark's body greatly
resembled that of her husband's, when he was a young man.  He'd been well
built, with a big penis too.  Of course he wasn't circumsized, as Mark
was.  Thought's of her husband's masculine prowess brought back pleasant
memories to Gran, as she recalled their early intimacy.  She was mildly
surprised after thinking back for a while about all the good times she
and her husband had shared when they were young, to find that the crotch
of her underwear felt damp.  She hadn't gotten wet down there in a long
time!

Now, as she stood at the stove recalling the sight of Mark's genitals
from the night before, Gran was surprised to find herself feeling damp
again, and slightly warmer than usual.  She found herself wishing then
that her husband were still alive.  She greatly missed the intimacy
they'd shared.  Realizing that the sight of her step-grandson's body was
awakening feelings within her that she hadn't experienced in a long
while, Gran became embarrassed, and felt her face get even warmer.

"Are you alright Gran?" Aaron asked, as she dished out some eggs and
bacon onto his plate.

"Oh yes," she said, concentrating intently on putting equal amounts of
food on each boy's plate.

Alerted by Aaron's question, Mark looked up and noticed that Gran
appeared flushed.

"Are you sure?" he asked, looking carefully at her.

Gran's breath caught slightly, as she looked down and her eyes locked on
Mark's.  Not only did the boy have a manly body, and a huge lum, as her
husband used to call his penis, but he had absolutely stunning eyes!

"Certainly dear.  Just a bit warm standing over the stove today," she
said, forcing herself to smile pleasantly and carry on.  "It's going to
be a hot one today!"

"Well, OK then," Mark said.  He wasn't completely convinced that was the
problem though, and hoped she was OK.  It never occurred to him that she
would be feeling aroused by having seen him nude the night before.

With the food all served up, Gran stepped over to the sink to wash the
frying pan.

As she waited for the basin to fill with hot water, she suddenly recalled
a morning long ago, much like this one, when she and her husband had
first moved into their home.  He'd come up behind her as she stood
washing this same frying pan at this same sink.  She'd felt his bulging
erection pressing against her backside.  Suddenly, he'd surprised her.
He hiked up her skirt, pulled down her panties, and stuck his fingers
between her legs, working them gently into her moist cunt.  Now, as she
deftly scrubbed the frying pan cleaner than it had ever been, she
recalled how she'd bent forward over the sink and spread her feet further
apart to give him better access.  Then, her husband had dropped his pants
and taken her from behind, right there in the kitchen in the middle of
the day!

She'd been a little embarrassed at the time, because she thought she'd
seen the young teenage boy who lived next door, peering from his bedroom
window into their kitchen window at them as they made love.  She was sure
if he was looking, that he could tell what was going on too.    Everytime
after that, that she saw the boy, he had a lewd, knowing smile on his
face and a bulge in his crotch.  She knew for sure then that he'd been
watching them.  The little pervert had probably been pleasuring himself
at the same time, she thought.  Although she was deeply embarrassed that
he'd watched them having sex, she couldn't help recalling blissfully how
passionately her husband had made love to her that morning.  As she
remembered this again, after not having thought about it in such a long
time, Gran suddenly realized her underpants were soaked.  Quickly she
rinsed the frying pan, and as she dried it, she silently berated herself
for the thoughts she'd allowed herself to have.  When she'd finished, she
went to her room to freshen up and change her underwear.

                 *                       *                         *

As the boys sat eating their breakfast, trying to think about other
things than what they'd done together earlier up in their room, they
discussed the yard work they'd done the previous day, and how they'd
cleaned out the garage and fixed up the patio and fireplace.

Suddenly Mark's eyes shot open and he cried "Oh NO!"

"What?" both Aaron and Gran, who'd returned a moment earlier, asked
together, surprised by Mark's outburst.

"We threw out all that wood!" Mark cried.  "We should've kept it for
firewood for the fireplace!"

"Oh!" Gran said.  "Well, the garbage truck hasn't come yet, so it's still
out there!"

"Cool!  C'mon Aaron, let's go grab it before the truck comes!" Mark said,
jumping up with a piece of toast still in his hand, and hastening toward
the back door.

Aaron stuffed a last bite of toast in his mouth, gave it a few chews,
then swallowed it.  As he got up, he picked up his glass of milk and
downed what was left in it.  Then he raced out of the house after Mark.

Mark was already at the junk heap, pulling pieces of wood back out of it
that would be suitable for firewood, when Aaron arrived.  He showed Aaron
what kind of boards to look for, then the two of them spent the next half
hour salvaging as much of it as they could find.

"Cool!" Mark said, when they'd finished searching through the pile of
junk.  "Now we just have to saw it up!  Let's see if that circular saw we
found in the garage will work."

Aaron trailed along, as Mark went into the garage and picked up the
circular saw and extension cord they'd found while cleaning the garage
out.  They plugged it in, then, while Aaron held the boards steady on a
table, Mark sawed them all up into small lengths that would fit in the
fireplace.  When they finished, they stacked the wood up in the back
corner of the garage.

"There!" Mark said with satisfaction when they'd finished.  "Now, we can
have some fires in that old fireplace!  And maybe even some toasted
marshmallows!"

"And S'mores too!" Aaron grinned.

Just then, the garbage truck pulled up, and the men began loading all the
garbage onto it.

"Damn!  I'm glad I thought about that wood before they came!" Mark said.

"Yeah.  It would suck to have the fireplace, and no wood!" Aaron said.

"Well, it's too hot for a fire right now.  How about we go get a soda,"
Mark said.

"Sounds good!" Aaron agreed.

                          *                     *                     *

It was only 11:00 when the boys sat down with their sodas on the back
steps.  Already it was 88 degrees according to the thermometer.

"Guess Gran was right, it's gonna be hot!" Aaron said, wiping sweat from
his forehead.

"Yeah!  Damn, I wish we were in California so we could go to the beach!"
Mark said.

"Well, if Mom and your dad were here, maybe they'd take us to Coney
Island," Aaron said.

"I forgot about Coney Island!" Mark said.  "That's not that far from
here.  Is it?"

"Um, I don't think it's too far, but..." Aaron trailed off, as he saw
Mark break into a grin.

"Let's go then!" Mark said.

"Go where?" Gran asked, as she walked out onto the back porch to see what
the boys were up to.

"Coney Island," Mark said.

Gran's eyebrows shot up.

"That's awfully far away, isn't it?" she asked, looking worried.

"Naw!  I think there's even a train we can take to get there!" Mark
said.  "I know there's one from Manhattan to there!  C'mon, let's check
my subway map!"

Mark jumped up and ran into the house, and up to his and Aaron's room.
He searched through his drawer for a minute and soon found his subway
map.  After opening it up and perusing it for a minute, he broke into a
grin.

"Sure!  We can catch the train to it right from here!" he cried,
grinning, and pointing to a subway entrance that was a couple blocks
away.  "Wanta go?"

Aaron looked at the map for a minute, then said, "Um... can we ask Kyle
to come too?  The train there goes right near his house too!  There's a
stop only a block from where he is"

Mark looked at the map.  He wasn't sure he wanted to face Kyle yet, so
soon after Kyle had spied on him while he jacked off the other day.  Then
he saw the hopeful look on Aaron's face.

"I suppose so," he said, realizing Aaron didn't really have any other
friends than Kyle.

"Cool!"  Aaron grinned.  "I'll call him!"

Aaron called Kyle then, who was surprised, but delighted by the
invitation.  He asked his mother, who agreed he could go, since Mark was
going, so, Aaron told him they'd be at his house soon to pick him up.
They hung up then.

Within a few minutes, Mark and Aaron had each thrown a towel, swimsuit,
and some sunblock in to a bag, and the two were saying good-bye to a
still somewhat worried-looking Gran, as they headed out the back door.

                     *                  *                   *

A short time later, the boys, having taken the train to the stop closest
to Kyle's house, jumped off there, and walked to Kyle's house, were
standing on his front steps, ringing the doorbell.

"Oh!  Hi!" Kyle exclaimed when he opened the door.  "C'mon in."

Mark thought he noticed Kyle's eyes lingering on him a little longer than
they did on Aaron.  He wasn't sure though.

"You ready?" Aaron asked.

"Yup, just gotta grab my stuff," Kyle said, grinning.

The boys followed Kyle into the house.  There, they were greeted by his
mother, who reminded them not to forget to put on their sunblock, and to
make sure and drink plenty while they were at the beach.  Mark assured
her they would.  She handed Kyle some money then, and, he picked up a bag
he too had packed with a swimsuit, towel and his sunblock.

"Let's go," he said, eagerly.  "Bye Mom.  See you later."

"Good-bye Honey!" she replied to Kyle.  "You guys have a good time, but
BE CAREFUL!"

"We will!" they all called back to her, chuckling, as they trooped out
the door.

                       *              *                *

"I can't believe Mom actually let me come with you!" Kyle said, sounding
a little incredulous.

"It's because Mark's taking us!" Aaron said, smiling.

"Yeah," Kyle said.

He looked at Mark, smiled a little nervously and said "Thanks for asking
me to come too Mark!"

Mark glanced over at Kyle, and gave him a half smile and a slight nod.
As he did so, he noticed that Kyle had been looking at him.

"Damn it!" Mark thought to himself, as he felt his face get warmer.  "He
was watching me that day!  How much did he see?"

The two stared uncomfortably at each other for a moment, before
self-consciously Kyle looked away.  Mark didn't know how he was going to
get through the afternoon.

                  *                  *                   *

Aaron picked up on the tension between Mark and Kyle.  Desperately he
began to try and think of subjects they could converse on, so that Mark
and Kyle wouldn't dwell on the other afternoon.  He thought that maybe if
he could get them talking, they'd put it out of their minds.

As they walked along, then waited for the train, then rode on the train,
and finally walked along to the amusement area of Coney Island, when they
finally got there, Aaron talked.  He talked about the weather.  Then he
talked about how they'd cleaned out the garage.  He told Kyle how they'd
painted it, and put up a basketball hoop.  Excitedly he told Kyle about
the bicycles they'd found and Mark had fixed up. He talked and talked,
never leaving a gap in the conversation, which was actually a monologue.
For, as much as he spoke, neither Mark nor Kyle ever joined in the
conversation, other than for monosyllabic answers, or grunts to Aaron's
questions, and prods for comments about what he was talking about.

As hard as Aaron tried to keep things going smoothly between Mark and
Kyle, he realized, he was failing.  More than once he noticed Kyle
staring intently at Mark, only to be caught by Mark, who immediately
blushed and looked embarrassed.  Despite Mark's embarrassment though,
Aaron noticed that Mark was able to stare Kyle down.  It was always Kyle
who looked away first.  Aaron was a little surprised, and actually rather
impressed by this, as he realized Mark had real balls to be able to
remain dominant in a situation that was clearly much more embarrassing to
him, than it was to Kyle.  Of course, it was Kyle who Mark was staring
down!  And, Aaron knew that Kyle was an emotional eunuch, who it seemed
would never be able to stand up to anyone, no matter how superior his
position.

Aaron felt sorry for both Mark and Kyle, but because neither of them
seemed to be working to improve the situation, he eventually became
frustrated, and mildly peeved with both of them.  As soon as they got to
the arcade, he broke away from them and went to play a game he liked.

                *                    *                   *

Suddenly abandoned and left alont together, Mark and Kyle looked
uncomfortably at each other.  Quickly Kyle looked away, but Mark
continued looking at him.  Mark could tell he knew he was being watched.
His ears turned red.  Eventually, Kyle turned and looked at Mark.

"We need to talk!" Mark said, as Kyle looked a little fearfully at him.

He put his hand on Kyle's shoulder and directed him to a quieter corner
of the room where there were a few tables and chairs.  All of them were
empty at the moment.  Mark's hand remained on kyle's shoulder, as they
walked in the direction of the tables and chairs.  When they got to the
cornermost one, Mark, rather roughly, pushed Kyle down into a chair, and
threw himself into the one opposite him.

                       *                 *                  *

Out of the corner of his eye, from the retro-style pinball machine he was
playing, Aaron saw Mark pushing Kyle into the corner.  A little
apprehensively he watched for a moment, as Mark sat down opposite Kyle.
Then, the ball in his game was lost, and the error sound brought his
attention back to his game.

"Damn!" he exclaimed, upset over losing the ball.

"Well... maybe it's best if they have it out themselves!" he thought, as
he pulled the plunger back to launch another silver ball.

                       *                  *                 *

Over in the corner, Kyle was looking at Mark with fearful eyes, as Mark
contemplated him in a somewhat hostile manner.  Neither spoke.  They just
continued looking at one another for a moment, until Kyle looked
nervously down at his hands, which he'd folded together on the table in
front of him.  His knuckles were white, because he was gripping his hands
together so tightly.  Finally, Mark spoke.

"I know you came upstairs the other day when you were at the house, just
before you left," Mark said gruffly, his face turning red.  "And we both
know what happened when you did!"

Kyle's eyes flew up to look momentarily at Mark's.  He looked terrified.
At the same time, his face turned red too.

"I-I didn't mean to!" Kyle said, his voice sounding frightened.  "I'd had
such a good time, I-I came up to thank you and say good-bye!  Th-the door
was half-way open, and..."

Kyles voice trailed off and he looked back down at his hands, his heart
pounding as he waited to see What Mark would say or do.

Kyle hadn't denied seeing Mark jacking off.  Mark's face burned even
hotter with embarrassment.  At the same time, Mark realized Kyle was
scared of what he was going to do.  He also realized, that it wasn't
completely Kyle's fault that he'd been discovered in such a compromising
position.  If only he'd taken the time to close the door tightly, they
wouldn't be having this conversation, because Kyle wouldn't have seen
anything!  Mark contemplated Kyle for a moment, not sure what to say.

"You could've just left, or at least let me know you were there!" Mark
said.

"I'm sorry!" Kyle rasped, in a higher, strained voice.  "I swear I'll
never tell anyone!"

Mark felt a little relieved when Kyle said that.  Although he thought
Kyle's tone sounded a little guilty.  He didn't know exactly what to say
to the boy.

When Mark didn't reply right away, Kyle looked up at him and nervously
said, "s-so you saw me outside your door then?"

"No," Mark said.  "Aaron mentioned that you'd come upstairs to say
good-bye, but I never saw you show up, and I know what I was doing at the
time.  So, I put two and two together.  Besides!  You keep looking at
me!"

Kyle felt immense relief when he realized that Mark hadn't seen him
masturbating as he watched him.  He was embarrassed though that Mark
realized he was looking at him all the time now.

"So... how long were you watching me anyway?" Mark asked.

"Not long," Kyle lied.

"Aaron said you were up there a while," Mark persisted.

Kyle turned scarlet.

"Um... well... I'm sorry.  I-I did stay for a minute.  It's just...
well... I never saw anyone doing that before!" Kyle said.  "And I never
saw a picture like you were looking at either!"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth about seeing the picture Mark
had been looking at on his computer screen, Kyle knew he'd made a major
blunder.  Visibly he cringed, as he quickly looked down at his hands
again.

Mark was more mortified than ever when he realized Kyle had seen the
picture of Jon fucking Han up the ass, and knew what he'd seen.  There
was a very uncomfortable silence for a moment.

Extremely Embarrassed, Mark asked "Um... what picture was that?"

Kyle continued looking down.

"It was a boy doing it to another boy up the butt," he mumbled.

Mark thought a moment.

"I don't have any pictures like that," he lied.

Kyle looked up at him, confused.  He knew what he'd seen.

"It was a blond boy doing a Chinese boy," he persisted, surprised that
Mark was lying to him.

Mark faked a smile.  It wasn't a friendly one though.

Then, he  continued his lie.  "That was a picture of a boy doing it
doggie style with an Asian girl.  Although, I'll admit, the girl looks a
little boyish!"

Kyle looked confused for a moment.  He clearly remembered seeing the tip
of an erect penis sticking out of the Asian boy's crotch.  Suddenly
though he realized Mark was trying to cover this up.  He didn't want to
admit to Kyle what he'd been looking at.

"Oh!" Kyle said, forcing a half smile.  "Sorry!  I thought it looked lie
another boy!"

Kyle forced himself to chuckle then, hoping Mark thought he believed him.

"Well it wasn't," Mark said, hoping he'd sounded believable, and Kyle
really bought his story.

"OK," Kyle said.  "Anyway... I'm really sorry I didn't just turn around
and leave.  And... I mean it.  I won't tell anyone!  Um... can we just
forget it ever happened?"

Rather bravely for Kyle then, he looked up at Mark with a slightly
hopeful expression on his face.

Mark smiled, and said, "OK.  What's done is done.  And... thanks for not
telling anyone!"

"No problem," Kyle said, smiling a little then too.

"C'mon," Mark said.  "Let's play a few games before Aaron's bored and
wants to do something else."

Kyle smiled, and the two got up to go play some video games.

Aaron smiled with relief when from across the room, as out of the corner
of his eye, he saw his brother and best friend both smiling as they got
up.

                    *                     *                      *

The boys played several games.  Then, when their coins ran out, they
gathered back together and went to go get something to eat.  As it was
lunchtime, tables were at a premium near the popular Nathan's Hot Dog
booth.  Mark took food orders from Aaron and Kyle, and left them to hold
a table they'd managed to grab, just as someone got up.

While Mark was waiting in line, Aaron asked Kyle what he and Mark had
been talking about.

"Nothing," Kyle lied.

Aaron knew that couldn't be true, and noticed Kyle looked guilty.

"Was it about the other day, when you went upstairs to say good-bye to
him?" Aaron persisted.

Kyle looked really guilty then.  He could see that Aaron knew he'd
guessed correctly.

"Fine!  Yes it was!  But Please!  Don't let on I said anything to you!  I
promised I wouldn't tell anyone," Kyle begged.

"No sweat!" Aaron said.  "I won't say a word.  But... what'd you talk
about exactly?  And by the way, I do know what he was doing when you went
upstairs.  So... did you see him doing it?"

A little surprised that Aaron knew Mark had been jacking off, Kyle
glanced toward Mark.  He wasn't looking their way, so Kyle nodded
quickly.

"H-how'd you know what he was doing?" Kyle asked.

Aaron smirked and said, "When I asked him what you two were doing so long
when you'd gone upstairs to say good-bye, and he realized you must've
seen him - he got really embarrassed.  Then, I noticed his bottle of
lotion was still out, AND... besides that, I saw the 'evidence' in the
waste basket too!"

"Wow!" Kyle said, incredulously.  "S-so... did he admit to you what he
was doing?"

"Of course," Aaron said in a bragging tone.  "We're brothers.  We can
talk about those things!"

"Wow!" Kyle said again.  Suddenly, he felt a little jealous of the fact
that Aaron had a brother, and he didn't.  He wished he did too.

"So?  I know what he was doing, but how much did you see?" Aaron asked.

"Well, he was leaning back in the chair by the desk, going at it with
lotion all over his dick," Kyle said, being careful not to mention the
picture Mark had been looking at.

"Wow!  So you got a real eyeful then!" Aaron said, incredulously.
"Listen, please don't tell anyone about this OK?  It'd really embarrass
him!"

"Don't worry!  I won't!" Kyle said, just as Mark walked up to the table
carrying a tray heaped with food.

"What won't you do?" Mark asked, looking curiously at Kyle.

"Get sick eating too much!" Kyle lied, smiling nervously.

Mark grinned, and said "I don't know if you can keep that promise!  You
ordered double fries and look at the size of the portions!"

They all laughed as Kyle's eyes got big when he looked at all the food
Mark was piling in front of him.

Shortly, they were all quiet as they ate.

Mark was lost in thought, daydreaming about lying on the beach for the
rest of the afternoon.

Kyle, was daydreaming about changing with Mark and Aaron in the locker
room, in anticipation of going out on the beach.  He hoped they'd both
change publicly, rather than using one of the few privacy booths.  Of
course, just thinking about this gave Kyle a boner, which he prayed would
disappear before it was time for him to strip publicly himself.

As Aaron munched on his hotdogs and fries, he couldn't stop imagining
Kyle's reaction to catching Mark jacking off.  He'd been upstairs a while
that day, so he must've watched Mark for quite a while.  He wondered why
Kyle would want to watch another boy getting off though, if he was
straight.  Suddenly, he wondered if maybe Kyle could be gay!  One thought
lead to another, and soon he was imagining Kyle standing watching Mark,
with his hand shoved down inside his pants, wrapped around his hardon.
Of course, this gave Aaron a hardon then, which he hoped would go away
before they stood up and Kyle and Aaron saw his bulge.

                 *                     *                     *

After they ate, the boys headed to the locker room, where much to Kyle's
and Aaron's delight, Mark began changing publicly.  Kyle was happy,
because this gave him a chance to see both Aaron and Mark naked.  Aaron
was used to seeing Mark nude, but had only seen Kyle nude briefly, and
really wanted a good look at him, which he got.  Mark actually rather
enjoyed displaying his tool to both the boys, because he knew they were
impressed by it.  He also was happy to get a good look at them naked too
- especially Kyle.

"Damn!  That boy has a nice dick!" he thought to himself.

There were a few other guys worth noticing, who were changing as well,
and all three of the boys surreptitiously ogled them as well.

As Aaron glanced around, he also paid attention to what Mark and Kyle
were doing.  He was surprised when he noticed that both of them were
checking out the other naked guys as well.  Were all boys curious about
other boys bodies?

Before they went out onto the beach, Mark reminded the boys that they
needed to put on sun block.  They all lotioned themselves up.  Mark
helped each of them reach the middle of their backs, and Aaron did the
middle of Mark's for him.  The feeling of Aaron's hand sliding up and
down his bare skin aroused Mark, as it did to both of the boys, when
Mark's hand slid up and down their backs.  None of them wanted the others
to notice this, so they all hurried to finish up.

                  *                    *                   *

The boys spent a few hours in the sun on the beach then.  Mark spent most
of his time, lying on his towel, soaking up the sun, working on his tan,
while the boys dug a fort with a shovel Kyle had brought along.  They all
played some frisbee together, and even joined a volley ball game too.
All too quickly, the day ended, and they soon found themselves back in
the locker room, changing again.

This time, even though they hadn't swam in the ocean - because Mark
thought the water there would be too dirty -  Mark insisted that they all
shower anyway, to get the sand and sunblock off their bodies.  Both Kyle
and Aaron were secretly thrilled at the idea of sharing a communal
shower.  They were both then secretly disappointed when they found there
were separate stalls, each with a shower curtain over the door!

Trying to hide their dejection, they stood waiting quietly in line, with
their towels wrapped around their waists, for stalls to become empty.
Mark got the first one, then Aaron got one, and finally Kyle.

As Mark thoroughly soaped up his body, after having rinsed it well to get
the sand off, his hands naturally spent more time working on his dick,
which quickly started to become stiff.  Grasping it with his fist, he
stroked it a few times.  This of course felt good, and within seconds he
was rock hard.

"Shit!" Mark thought to himself.  He was really horny, but didn't want to
take a chance of getting caught jacking off in a public shower.

The more he thought about it though, the more intense his arousal became.

Finally, he looked at the edges of the doorway to the shower stall.  They
were sealed tightly by the shower curtain.  Quickly he turned to face the
back of the stall, and wrapped his hand around his cock again.  Swiftly,
he began jacking off.  Because of his extreme arousal, it only took a few
seconds before he felt his orgasm beginning to build.  He began sliding
his hand up and down even faster.

"Awww!" he gasped, softly a moment later, as he tensed up and blasted a
load of cum against the tiled wall.

"Mmmmmm!" he groaned, a second later, as more cum blew out of his dick.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed, as he came again.

In all, he had a total of 7 or 8 spasms, before they ended.

"Damn!  I needed that bad!" he thought, smiling to himself.

Quickly he finished showering then.  When he was done, he toweled dry,
then wrapped his towel around his waist and left the shower stall.  A guy
his age was next in line, waiting for a stall.  He looked curiously at
Mark, as he passed by.  When Mark tinged pink, the other boy smirked,
then walked toward the shower stall Mark had just vacated, as Mark
blushed deeper and went into the locker room.

As he put his clothes on, first Aaron, then Kyle, finally reappeared in
the locker room.  Each looked a little flushed, but happy Mark thought.
As he took a good look at each of them, he thought their penises looked
slightly larger than normal, as if they were still returning to normal
from an erect state.  He also thought he noticed a bit of cum on the tip
of Kyle's dick.  He grinned to himself, as he guessed they'd both been
jacking off too as they showered.

As Kyle glanced at Mark, Mark smirked at him and said quietly, "You sure
took your sweet time!  You must be damned clean!"

Realizing that Mark had guessed, what he'd been up to, Kyle suddenly
blushed profusely.

"Hey!  He got in the shower after we did, so he didn't really take any
longer than we did!" Aaron said, attempting to defend his friend.

Mark smirked at Aaron then and said, "So you were busy too?"

Aaron blushed a little then, and said "I got back here, just after you
did!  What took you so long?"

Mark didn't reply right away, but grinned and winked at the two of them.

As they both started to smile then, Mark asked, "So... did we all have a
good time in the showers then???"

Both boys blushed deeper, but realizing Mark was admitting he had
pleasured himself too, they both grinned shyly.

"Good!" Mark said.  "We'll all be nice and relaxed for the ride home
then!"

They all continued grinning at one another.

                  *                       *                      *

Later that night, as he lay in bed next to Mark, Aaron couldn't get his
mind off the day's events.  He especially couldn't stop thinking about
how Mark had fingered his asshole, then later he and Mark had jacked each
other off that morning.  The memory gave him another hardon of course.
He wished he could just tell Mark he needed to jack off again, and Mark
would say he needed to also, and they'd do it again.  But Mark had been
clear that they shouldn't do that anymore.  Aaron was confused.  He knew
Mark had really liked it too.  He couldn't understand why he didn't want
to do it again.  Of course, it was gay to jack off another guy, and Mark
was straight.  Still... he had liked it!  And he'd seemed to enjoy
pleasuring Aaron too.  And what was with fingering his asshole???  Then,
in the locker room at Coney Island, Aaron had noticed he was checking out
a few of the other naked guys too...

"Could Mark be gay or bi maybe?" Aaron wondered.

He puzzled silently to himself about this for some time, as Mark drifted
off to sleep, and began snoring softly.  Eventually Aaron too fell
asleep...

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