Elick gasped loudly and staggered into Mallard. When his mother turned the doorknob, he grabbed Mallard and jumped into the tub. He pulled the curtain shut and trembled.

“What is wrong?” Mallard asked.

Elick shushed him and tried to keep his voice to a whisper. “Don’t say anything.” Elick covered Mallard’s mouth and looked down. Mallard’s throbbing manhood was poking him in the side. A chill of fear shot through Elick because he didn’t know what kind of excuse he could come up with if they were discovered.

“I put your laundry in the dryer,” said Elick’s mother. She was like a silhouette moving behind the shower curtain. “I brought you some towels.”

Elick pinned himself against Mallard as if he were trying to hide the man behind him. He hoped she wouldn’t look their way and try to move the curtain. “Yeah, thanks,” Elick said.

“Ugh, what’s this? You’ve got water everywhere!” His mother said. She huffed angrily and threw a towel on the floor. “I’ll clean it up. Just watch when you get out, it might be slippery.”

“Okay, I will, mom.”

“Are you okay in there?” His mother looked up from behind the curtain. It looked as though she were about to move it. “Your voice sounds strange.”

Elick gasped. “No! I’m fine.” He splashed the water around and turned the faucet on. “I got it a little too hot in here. You can go.”

“Uh huh.” His mother rose and stood up between Elick and the curtain. It was as if she could see right through it. “Don’t stay in there too long. You’ve got to get in the bed.”

Without another word, she left the room. In a panic, Elick stuck his head out the curtain and ran over to lock the door. On his way back, he slipped and fell into Mallard’s arms.

“I got you,” Mallard said.

Elick blushed and looked away. “This is so stressful. Who knew having a man would be such hard work.”

Mallard chuckled and smiled. “But I’m your fish, remember.”

Elick rolled his eyes. “Right, my fish.”

“What shall we do?”

Elick looked up at Mallard and then down at his manhood. The throbbing shaft was softening, and Mallard’s expression had calmed. “I don’t think we’ll be able to do anything tonight. There’s been too many distractions. I can’t focus,” Elick said. He was disappointed and a sad frown crept across his face.

Mallard lifted Elick’s chin and made him stand up. “Don’t look so sad. Everything will be okay. We can get through anything, Elick.”

“Easy for you to say.”

“I mean it. All you must do is believe in what you want, and you’ll get through anything.”

Elick shook his head and waved his hand around. “Alright, alright, let’s wash up and get into bed. I’ll introduce you tomorrow as my friend.”

For the next half hour, Elick and Mallard washed up. Elick felt annoyed and couldn’t believe he had to show a grown man how to wash himself. It was a weird and trivial feeling that made him feel like he was bathing a child. It was a turn off that didn’t sit well with him. One moment, Elick has a grown man in his arms and then the next he’s no different than a child. However, every time Mallard would look back at him and smile, it put him at ease, and he would cringe. Elick wanted to feel at ease with Mallard or anyone for that matter, but he couldn’t escape the feeling that it was all moving too fast.

Later, after they had dried off, Elick slipped his robe on and went to get his laundry. He could hear his parents snoring upstairs when he went to the dryer. He was relieved, until he heard a crackling, rustling, noise in the kitchen. He peeked around the corner with his arms full of sheets and gasped. “Mallard!” Elick tried to keep his voice low. “What are you doing in here?!”

Mallard shuffled his hand around a bag of bread. He had a slice stuffed in his mouth and tried to talk. “I was hungry.”

Elick’s heart pounded. He looked around the room in a hurry and sat his laundry down on the counter. “Hurry up, we’ve got to get you out of here! You’re naked!” Elick took Mallard by the arm, his hand still stuffed in the bag.

“Where are you taking me?”

“Back to my room!” Elick sat Mallard down in his room. “You can eat but stay in here, for now.” Mallard nodded as if he understood but it did not put Elick at ease. He quickly darted out of his room to collect his laundry.

Elick grabbed his sheets and blanket, turned off all the lights, and crept upstairs. He listened to the sound of his parent’s snoring. He thought he could hear both but needed to see it for himself. He peeked overtop the landing and into their room where he could see his mother and father fast asleep. His father let out a snorty snore and startled him. He nearly dropped his laundry and dashed back downstairs. He closed his door shut and collapsed against it. “I’m locking this thing and shoving my chair against the knob. I can’t have them finding you,” Elick said.

Mallard nibbled on a slice of bread. “What’s wrong? You look scared.” He sat the bag of bread down and went over to pick Elick up. He took the landry from his hands and threw it on the bed. “Come, tell me what’s wrong.”

Elick shook his head. “It’s nothing. I just can’t have them finding you. That’s all.” He rubbed his head. “It is causing me a lot of stress.”

“What’ll happen if they find me?”

“I have no idea. I’ve never brought a man home before. Nor a woman or any friend.” Elick looked up at Mallard with glassy eyes. “I don’t like my parents being involved in my life. They always try to make it about them and scrutinize everything I do.” He sighed and shuffled along the floor to make his bed. “I just feel uneasy and stressed around them. It’s like everything must be their way and no one will listen to me.”

Mallard grabbed Elick by the hands and pulled him close. “I…will listen to you. Always and forever,” Mallard said.

Elick snickered.

“Trust me, Elick.”

Elick shook his head. “I’ll try.” He went back to fixing his bed and felt amused. Mallard was trying to mimic his movements by taking one corner of the sheet and fitting it over the mattress. It was jumbled and wrinkly, but Elick didn’t mind. “You can sleep here with me, tonight.”

Mallard nodded.

“We’ll have to get you some clothes though.”

“What for? Is there something wrong with the way I look.”

Elick blushed and looked away with a snickering smile. “Uhm…well, you can’t go around like that. You’re naked.”

“So, you don’t like the way I look?”

“Of course not, I think…I…think you’re quite beautiful. Although that won’t work in the daytime. You must make yourself presentable if you want to leave this room.” Elick rummaged through his closet, sliding shirts and shorts from one end of the curtain rod to the other. Mallard moved in behind Elick without him knowing and his backside grazed Mallard’s manhood. Elick flinched and bashed his head against a shelf. “Ouch! What’d you come in here for?”

“I got lonely. I thought you weren’t coming back,” Mallard said.

“I’m just a few steps away!” Elick got down on his knees and tried to avoid eye contact with Mallard’s shaft. “Uhm…you definitely need underwear.” He rubbed his chin and pulled out a drawer. “This might be a problem, I go commando. I don’t like wearing underwear. I only have a few sexy pieces…and they may not be big enough for you.” Elick pulled out a black thong and a tiny jockstrap. He held them up at Mallard and wiggled his lips around. “Try this.”

Mallard took the thong and Elick showed him how to put it on. Mallard pulled it over his privates and nearly stretched the black fabric until it was see-through like sheer material. It made Elick blush because his package bulged and stuck out of the sides while his silvery hairs looked bushier than ever. Mallard pulled on the straps and shuffled his legs around. “It’s a little tight.” He looked himself over. “What’s this do anyway.”

Elick could feel a thirst growing in his groin. He was tingling with excitement as Mallard wiggled around, causing his bulge to wobble. Elick could feel his boner growing, it was standing up between the opening in his robe. “Perhaps, we have some time for something.” He shoved himself up against Mallard’s body and embraced him with a warm hug. He then drove his hand down around Mallard’s manhood and cupped his package. Elick rubbed the big bulge between his palm until it started to stiffen.

Mallard moaned a little. “It’s started to feel tingly again.”

“Are you ready?”

Mallard nodded.

Elick yanked the thong off Mallard and his manhood bounced out. It slapped against his stomach with a plap. Elick felt like he was going to burst and couldn’t wait to touch it. “Hurry let’s go to the bed. I’ve got an idea.” Elick laid Mallard on the bed and snuggled up beside him. “I want to show you two things.”

“Wh-what is it?” Mallard tried to roll closer, but Elick stopped him and made him lay flat.

“Take your hand and put it around your shaft. Try pulling on it, stroke your cock with me.” Elick was starting to feel nervous. All this excitement made him hard, but he was worried he might go soft. “Just pull on it gently, rub it from the base to the tip—whatever makes you feel good.”

“Like this?” Mallard bit onto his lip and stroked himself like Elick.

“That’s good, just like that.”

“Wh-what as the other thing you wanted to show me?”

Elick quickly climbed on top of Mallard and turned himself around. He sat his butt along Mallard’s chest and leaned over to his throbbing cock. Elick raised his hips and positioned himself over Mallard’s face. “Watch me and do the same. I promise this’ll make us both feel better.” Elick’s heart pounded. He could feel the heat coming off Mallard’s mouth as his lips approached his cock. Elick didn’t want to relive the mistake from earlier, so he made sure to focus on the tip. “Just follow me.”

Elick and Mallard followed one another as they took each other’s throbbing cock into their mouths. Elick trembled as Mallard’s warm, wet, mouth wrapped around his tip and down to the base. He was in blissful ecstasy with his first blowjob and knew he had to return the favor. He took Mallard’s warm cock into his mouth and ran his tongue over every pulsating vein. It was so large he could barely get it halfway into his mouth, but he was determined. Elick placed his hands around Mallard’s legs to sturdy himself and thrust his head down until the tip hit the back of his throat. It nearly choked him, but he tried to resist and get used to it. Mallard whimpered into a moan, and this excited Elick into doing it again.

Little droplets of Mallard’s sweet and tangy pre-ejaculation dribbled out as Elick sucked on the tip. He could feel the head swelling with every flick of his tongue. “Do you like that?”

Mallard gave a whimpering nod with Elick’s cock in his mouth.

Elick squeezed his thighs and gasped for breath. He could feel it, the pulsating sensation rushing through his body like lightning. He thrust his head down around Mallard’s shaft and sucked on it in a hurry. “Cum for me.” He could feel Mallard swelling at the base and he tried to take it all in. Elick’s legs stiffened up and he shoved his hips into Mallard’s mouth, moving faster. “I…I’m gonna.”

Mallard gave a muffled moan and shot rope after rope of warm cum into Elick’s mouth. It filled Elick’s mouth so fast he swallowed it all and came into Mallard’s mouth. His body erupted with tremors of ecstasy, filling his body full of pleasure. He collapsed on top of Mallard and they both gapsed for breath. “That…was intense,” Mallard said.

Elick was exhausted and crawled into Mallard’s arms. He was trying to catch his breath. “H-how was it? Did it feel good?”

Mallard nodded. He looked immensely pleased. “C-can we do that again?”

Elick laughed and buried his face in Mallard’s chest. “Of course, we can. Soon!” Elick grabbed the blanket and pulled it up over them. “We should try to sleep.”