2 days later
Randy stretched and yawned as he awoke. He wiggled his butt against his dildo. No, he hadn't put it in or done anything with it other than suck, but he had grown to like feeling it down there. He gripped his dick and slowly stroked, replaying the events from two days earlier. He was getting close when his door swung open and in walked fucking Clark.
"Dude, wake the hell up already!" He laughed with a smile.
"What the hell, man?! What are you doing here? How did you get in?"
"What do you mean? Your parents let me in as they were leaving for work. I told them I needed a blowjob and they sent me right up" he teased.
"Fuck you!"
"They said to use a condom when I eventually fuck you because they don't think their little bitch is ready to be a mommy yet."
"FUCK YOU!! GET OUT!!"
"Jeez, calm down. You know I wouldn't tell anyone. But seriously, it's been two days. I know you want it." He said as he flung off Randy's blanket revealing his naked body and dildo.
Clark's eyes widened and he was grinning from ear to ear as he quickly grabbed it before Randy could get to it.
"Dammmmn dude, you're hardcore. How long have you had this?"
"Hey give it back!" Randy whined as he feebly chased Clark around the room while covering his junk.
"Jeez, here. Guess you really can't go a second without something in your mouth!" Clark laughed.
"OH fuck off" Randy shot back as he locked the dildo away in his desk.
"So, you put that thing in your ass or what?"
"No...just my mouth" Randy responded, blushing.
"Only matter of time I guess. I'd prefer it if could pop your cherry, but if you need to practice with that you can."
"Wow. How kind of you." Randy sarcastically responded. "You're not fucking my ass. No one is."
"Whatever" Clark dismissively said as he unzipped and got on the bed. "You gonna chow down on my cock or what?"
Randy sighed, knowing damn well he was going to do it. He crawled onto the bed, still naked, and got next to Clark. Clark positioned them to where Randy was laying sideways across the bed, sucking Clark's cock at an angle.
His hand played in Randy's hair as he sucked while his eyes scoped out Randy's pale ass. He waited for Randy to get into his groove before letting his hand fall and rest on Randy's ass. Randy shuddered but made no effort to stop him.
Clark traced his hand up and down Randy's cheeks, slightly spreading them. Randy froze and he looked up.
Clark pulled his cock out.
"Go grab some lube. I just want to fuck around with my finger in there."
"N-no, I don't want that..."
"I do. I just want to get a finger in there. Give it a few minutes. If you don't like it, I'll pull out."
"No."
"OK. Then I'm going to leave. You can suck your dildo instead."
Randy felt a sudden, pathetic, panic. He really wanted to finish what he started. Had Clark pulled this afterwards, he would have told him to get fucked. But he was so horny. Clark was putting his pants on and Randy panicked.
"Fine! Fine! One finger ok? For a few minutes?" Randy pleaded. He felt like he wanted to cry. He couldn't believe how low he was sinking for cock.
Randy flopped a bottle of lube on the bed and anxiously waited for Clark to disrobe and join him once again.