More Than Friends (boyxboy)

Chapter 26: Next level

"You like me that much huh?"

(m)

"Are you ready?" Archie pulls his bag onto his shoulder. The excessive physical workout of rugby had caused his body to ache and his tummy to grumble. 

It has been a whole two weeks since that day. The day he had found out the true relationship between his friend and the 'other guy' and in some ways things hadn't changed. Their relationship seemed like it was as normal as before, only shared out with their widening circle of Mark and Lena. Maybe it was ok that Bay hadn't told him about it. It was his business after all, but that nagging voice in Archie's mind would raise its head every so often. Why can't you tell me? I'm your friend. Can't you trust me?

Bay seemed to be taking longer than usual to tie his shoelaces as he sat on the bench, leaning over, with a lace in each hand. He may have been stalling. The text from Mark to 'stay back, just for five minutes' was pressing on his mind. He glances up to see Mark a few benches across, slumped back against the wire backed mesh, staring at the phone in hand. His friends are long gone. Still keeping up the pretence that he was not in the least bit interested in the quiet boy a few feet away. "I just need to go to the bathroom first. You go ahead." He sits back and looks up at Archie who was looking at him with a frown. 

"Do you want me to get you chips?" He sighs as he again adjusts the strap on his bag. Bay grins wide, accompanied with a nod as he gets up from the bench, finally done with his laces. He heads to the toilet and shower block at the top of the changing room. Archie watches him go before glancing over at Mark, who seemed to be watching the boy as well. The secret is still just that. 

Mark then glances over at Archie, noticing the look of suspicion he was receiving. He stands up and without words grins, along with a quick flick of an eyebrow as with hands in pocket, he casually walks in the direction in which Bay had taken. 

Archie felt his fist clench. His stomach felt like it was tying in knots. Just that simple reaction from Mark caused a feeling inside of him he had never felt before. Mark was closer to Bay than he was and he didn't like it.

He turns and heads out of the changing room door, taking his pent up feelings with him. 

"I got your message." Bay says with a smile as he leaned against the tiled wall by the sinks. 

Mark's arms cage the other as he smiles back. "Good, I missed you." He leans in, eyes drawn to Bay's lips as they slightly part in anticipation. His eyes slowly close as their lips touch, soft and gentle at first, before gaining momentum. Mark's hands move from the wall as they cradle Bay's head, with Bay grabbing on tightly to Mark's blazer. 

The kiss felt a little different this time around. Like they had reached a new level, maybe it was due to the physical absence between them,  as Mark suddenly pulls away a little breathless. He looks at Bay, a mild panic in his eyes as he utters, "I...uh…" He then looks down at himself with Bay's eyes following in that same direction to see that the other had become aroused, as a tenting became apparent by his zipper.  

It causes a curl to Bay's lips as he leans in, placing a light kiss on Mark's reddened lips. "You like me that much huh?" 

Mark's sniggers. "You know I do." He stands back from Bay, wiping his lips with his fingers. 

Bay's face turns serious. "I like you Mark. I wouldn't be here if I didn't." 

He steps closer to Bay once again. Bay swallows as he feels the hardness of Mark's erection push against his hip. The slight warmth from it radiated through the thin trouser material. He pulls his head back, making eye contact with Mark. Bay smiles, as his heart beats in his rib cage. He finds his hand reaching out, feeling the erection through the material. He draws his fingers up the fabric, which causes Mark to exhale a deep breath. He reaches the waistband, fingers teetering on the edge as he asks, "Can I?" 

Mark answers only with a nod as soon the fingers are pushing their way down inside those fitted boxers. A new kind of thrill fills Bay as his hand comes into contact with the warm erection. His fingers wrap around as he slowly begins to stroke.

Mark reaches down, pulling at his fly and zipper, allowing Bay more space. He closes his eyes, a hand once again pressing flat against the tiled wall over Bay's shoulder. He could tell he wasn't going to last. The experience was new, making the thrill all the more enticing. 

Bay takes advantage of the extra space to move his hand as he speeds up his actions. Daring to look down to see the head, all wet and shiny, looking back up at him, and it just confirmed to him how gay he is. No matter what anyone else thought, this all felt right. What they were doing was a natural thing between two lovers…. If he didn't think too much about it being on school grounds. 

Mark suddenly pulls at the front of his boxers, exposing himself and giving Bay the full visual which he was rather unprepared for, but soon knows why, as the other begins to moan "Ahhh…mmmm." The sounds escape his lips as the first ribbon shoots out. Bay releases his hand and takes a step to the side to avoid being hit.  Mark quickly moves to the sinks and takes over as the remainder pulses out into the basin and is soon washed away by the running water. 

Mark turns and looks at Bay as he tucks himself in as if nothing had ever happened. Bay stands and looks back, feeling a little embarrassed all of a sudden. Mark senses the nerves and pulls Bay in for a hug. "Why have you gone all shy?"

Bay nestles into Mark's shoulder. "That was my first time" He confesses. 

Mark holds Bay tight in his arms as he utters "Mine too."