"Why didn't you tell him to stop?" Arnie asked.
Mark didn't answer. He was afraid to, even to Arnie one of his best friends.
"It doesn't matter" he said instead.
"If you don't tell him to quit, he'll do it again or try other stuff" Arnie said.
"Did he do something to you?" Mark watched his friend begin to blush.
"UH just when we were camping a couple of years ago" Arnie said "I uh just didn't tell anyone in the troop. If I said anything they'd think I was uh you know, queer. And the Scout Master liked him, so I didn't say stuff."
"Why not?" Arnie wondered what exactly occured.
"Probably the same reason you didn't" Mark said "I gotta go" he stood grabbing his jacket and holding it over his stomach so it hid the obvious erection that had developed.
Arnie lay back on his bed thinking of what happened that day. He had showered and dressed after gym class. Gordon was next to him. The gym was crowded. When the coach came in to lecture everyone on showering after class, Arnie had on his calvin underwear and te shirt.
He turned to listed to the coach and as the man's lecture continued he felt Gordon's hand on his buttocks. He let his hand sit there for awhile then moved it around. It was warm and excited him. His penis grew with his pleasure. He picked up his jeans and held them in front of him.
"Want to go somewhere?" Gordon asked nonchallantly after the coach had left them to dress.
Gordon still wore his jockstrap. Arnie could see his classmate's pouch was larger then earlier. He dared not stare. But he planned to get a glimpse in the shower the next day.
He reached into his shorts and felt his own erection as he lay on his bed. It was time to turn his body into a knot of aching muscles that seemed to have a brain of their own not returning control until his hand was covered in the white slimmy juices that would soon stream out of his hard fleshy cock.
"Hey I forgot..." Mark had come back in. "Shit man you are horny" he stared at the large cock in Arnie's hand.
"So were you" Arnie said.
"Fuck man still am" Mark grabbed his cock through the cloth of his short.
"Come on let's jerk" Arnie heard himself say. He immediately was embarassed. His friend would probably know he liked guys.
To his surprise Mark shrugged and pulled his shirt off. He moved to the bed while taking his shorts down. His underwear was tented by his own excitement.
Laying next to Arnie his bare leg touched his friend as he jacked. They didn't speak. They panted, moaned and grunted. Each hid their fantasies from the other. Only the excitement they enjoyed was obvious.
Arnie moved his leg over Mark's. Mark didn't push him away instead his leg pulled against Arnies..and Arnie did the wame. It was like a tug of war each boy presisng their legs against the other as they masturbated.
The cum flew higher and stronger then either could remember. It landed on each of them, their smooth skin wet with the evidence.
"Shit" Mark said
"Yea" Arnie said
Neither boy moved away. They enjoyed revealing something more of themselves to each other. They didn't want their pleasure to stop.
"So what did Gordon do during camp?" Arnie said in a hesitant whisper.
"He uh, don't tell anyone. But do you know what corn holing is?" Mark asked.
"Sure" Arnie lied.
"Well he did it. I couldn't make a fuss. The other guys would think I had uh wanted to at first or something."
"Did it hurt?" Arnie asked.
"At first, but it kind of well made me want to do what we just did" Mark said.
"Wow" Arnie said "Do you think he wanted to corn me?" Arnie asked. His hand was on his half hard cock and playing now.
"Probably. And it's called corn holing. Do you want to try it?" Mark asked. He too was stroking his still wet penis.
"With you?" Arnie said. He looked over at Mark's cock. It was rock hard again.
"Yea" Mark reached over and touched Arnie's erection.
"Nice that feels good"
"As good as when Gordon played with your ass today?" Mark asked
"Yes it feels good, does corn holing feel like that?"
"Better" Mark said "Let me show you".