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Part 4: Thoughts

It is around 9h30 am, and Darryl just woke up with an extra bone. He couldn't stop thinking about what happened yesterday. He put on a random shirt and pants that were on the floor then went to the kitchen to make breakfast. He wanted to ask the other boy what he felt like eating but he realised he wasn't awake yet. " Who doesn't like pancakes? " Darryl said out loud before taking flour, milk and other ingredients that are needed. Soon after, he heard a noise of what sounded like someone opening a door and he was relieved that he wasn't hard anymore, how embarrassing would have it been if Zak saw it?

Zak woke up to the smell of pancakes. He got dressed and went in the kitchen to see that his friend had made food for them. " Good morning Bad! How are you? " He said as he sat on the nearest chair, waiting for Darryl to come join him. " Good. You seem very happy today, why is that? " " Nah don't worry there's nothing happening or whatever. Just come sit, I'm hungry and I don't want to eat without you! " " Fine, fine. "
The taller one sat on the chair right next to him and they started eating and talking about random things. Once they were done, Zak saw that scene again in his head, it happened right after he finished his sandwitch yeaterday and now it reminded him of that. He seemed completely lost in his thoughts. He thought he heard something, until. " Zak? Zaaaak? Are you okay? " He moved his head up and down to let him know he was alright. " I'm sorry Baldy I need to go in my room. " He got up and rushed to the room Darryl let him sleep in for the time he's here and closed the door. Darryl put the plates in the sink and went to his own room. He couldn't stop worrying about his friend but he didn't want to just walk in his room and Yo Zak what's the problem? That would be very stupid. He grabbed his phone and texted him " I'll go in the shower, if you want to talk to me after about what is happening, you can. I will not judge you and know that you can always count on me :) "

*ding*

Oh, a text from Darryl, Zak thought. " I'll go in the shower, if you wa.......know that you can always count on me :)... How does he know that something's wrong? What even is wrong? Why did I go to my room? Ah..yes..these thoughts I was having that made me really hard. " He looks down at his pants. " And I still am. "

In the shower...

He kept thinking about the text he sent him. Well, one precise part of the message. It sounded really hot. Darryl in the shower. He quietly opened his door and walked to the bathroom. He stood in front of the door for a good minute before thinking What if I just open the door and peek a little? He'll never even know. Then he realised what he was thinking about. Secretly looking at his best friend taking a shower while being hard as a metal pole. He started blushing and yelled " WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??? AAARGH! " " Do I like him? No no no, no. I can't possibly like him, right? " Darryl heard Zak yell really loud, but couldn't figure out what has been said so he turned off the water, wrapped a towel around him and opened the door to go check in on Zak. " Woah Zak! What are you doing here? Why did you yell? " He looked at the smaller boy with confusion. Zak tried to get an answer out but he was too concentrated on looking at his friend's body covered in tiny water droplets, his wet hair and the white towel around his waist that was being held so loosely that it looked like it was about to drop on the floor. He could even see a few pubic hair.. " Uhm I decided I wanted to talk to you. " " About what's wrong? " " Yes.. " Darryl took Zak by the hand with the free hand he had and let him in his bedroom. " Turn around 2 seconds, let me put a pair of boxers on " He slowly turned around but not completely, as he was hoping to see some more skin when he would let that towel drop but he didn't see. " You can turn around now " He proceeds to sit on the bed, right next to his friend. " So what's the problem? " He was hoping that Zak would tell him that he is in love with him...but that won't happen. Because he likes me only as a friend and nothing more.. He thought while blushing a bit. " So um " The dark haired boy tried to cover up his raging boner by positioning his shirt the right way and by putting his hands on it while trying to make it look like a normal pause. " You see, I keep remembering about what happened yesterday and I don't know why, it's just stuck in my head, it won't go away and uh " " And what? " " No nevermind this part. " " No, and what Zak? You can tell me everything you know. I love you and I'll never let you down. " Oh my goodness... Did I actually just say " I love you " ? I hope he didn't hear or just that he thinks I meant love him as a friend.. I can't let him know the truth. " So, and what? "

Zak took Darryl's hand, placed it on his pants to let him feel his rock hard dick. " And I enjoy it. I don't know why. " The boy was blushing so much  feeling his friend's cock, even over his pants. He started to get hard himself. Zak blushed even more and removed his hand from Darryl's, but his hand stayed on his crotch. Darryl wanted to feel more than just a part of it but he didn't want Zak to know about it so he squeezed it a bit, not enough for his friend to notice but he did notice. He placed his hand on Bad's cock over his boxers and squeezed it too. " I'm sorry I don't know what I'm doing.. " Zak said while squeezing a bit more. Darryl was speechless. He hadn't talked since his hand had been brought somewhere special. The young boy couldn't hold it in anymore. He got in front of his friend and gently pushed him on the bed. Now his back and thighs were laid on it while from his knees to toes, were hanging from the bed. Zak started taking off his shirt, then his sweatpants. He got on top of him and and started grinding on Bad's crotch. " I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I'm sorry. Stop me if you are uncomfortable with what I'm doing. I'm sorry. " Zak said with a kinda sad look on his face. He got up and pulled down his underwear. He slowly reaches for Darryl's boxers and takes them off. " Do you have lube? " He asked with a quiet voice. The boy didn't answer with words, he simply pointed at asmall night stand next to his bed. He looked in the drawer and took the bottle out. He put a good amount on his own cock, walked back to Bad who was still on the bed, spread his friend's legs a bit and said " Can..can I go in? Do you let me? I don't want to make you feel uncormfortable " He nodded in agreement. He takes one of Darryl's leg and puts it over his shoulder. " I'm gonna try to hurt you as little as I can. Tell me if it hurts too much, Bad. "

With his free hand, he places his dick tip on the opening of Darryl's hole and asks one more time " Are you sure you want to let me fuck you? " " Y-yes " He said with a bit of fear in his voice, knowing it will hurt. Also, he had a big question in his head. Zak pushes it in his hole. It's just a tiny bit so now the pain isn't there yet. " I'm going deeper in. " He carefully pushes a bit more. " HnGh- " He looked at the boy's face, he was clearly in pain just by the sound of the groan and the expression on his face. Darryl was heavily breathing. Zak stayed like that for a couple of seconds before going even deeper in. " Aaah- " The older boy grabbed the bed sheets tightly. " Are you ok? Do you need me to stop? "  He moves his head from left to right. He pushes it in more. It is now halfway in. A little more. And more. He's fully in him. " Can I start moving? " " Yes " He started off slowly, soon after he was going quite fast. Now Darryl didn't look so scared and in pain, his facial expressions and body language tells that he likes it. He took one hand off the bed sheets and placed it on his penis, stroking it. Zak thought it was so hot. He enjoyed everything that was happening. He puts his both of his hands on his friend's hips, tightly gripping on them. He was going rougher and faster. So was Darryl. " Arh fuck Darryl, I'm gonna cum, you're so tight you feel so good, fuck " " I'm gonna cum too baby " They both moaned as they came at the same time. Zak pulled out, seeing his cum getting out of the tight little hole. Bad had came all over his chest, right hand and of course, his crotch. Zak licked it off of his hot body and took some tissues to clean the mess he made near Darryl's entrance. They both were quiet for 5 minutes before starting to put their clothes back on. Bad took new clothes in his drawer and sat on the bed. Zak got out of the room and got in his own. Light haired boy stared at the ceiling while asking himself one question. Did Zak do this only for sex or was he actually in love with him? He'll ask him when he'll get our of his room.

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