I just wanted to know the size of it!

"Goodnight, Andy." Ashley whispered, giggling and flicking the lamp off with a click. Andy was staying at Ashley' house for the weekend, and they'd just finished watching Batman, one of their favorites.

Ashley lied down in the darkness, but as soon as his head hit the cool pillow, his mind began to race with thoughts.

Well great.

He felt Andy shuffle beside him, flipping onto his side and throwing an arm over his torso, pulling him close. Ashley knew Andy liked to spoon, even if they were only friends. He always let Andy do it, loved feeling safe. Even though Andy was his age, 15, he was much taller, leaner, longer. While Ashley was just small, curvy. Smaller than Andy, at least.

They'd been sleeping in the same bed for as long as Ashley could remember, and they never grew out of the habit of falling asleep together and cuddling. Anyways, it was all just as friends, never exceeding the accidental brush of a hand on a thigh.

Except, maybe Ashley didn't just want the accidental brush on his thigh.

Maybe he wanted full-on groping, grinding, skin-against-skin. And not just with anyone, but with Andy.

And it kinda scared him.

Ashley didn't think he was gay, he never thought himself to be. But then he started thinking certain thoughts about Andy, and he began to maybe finger himself when he thought about it. About how big Andy's cock would feel inside of him.

And then, Ashley began to wonder. How big was Andy's cock exactly? He could just check. It's not like Andy's going to wake up or anything. He sleeps like a rock for God's sakes.

But wouldn't it be weird for you to check your mate's dick size? He thought to himself, the pit of his stomach stirring at the thought of how Andy's cock might feel in his hand. And, fuck, if it wasn't the hottest thing in the world Ashley really didn't know what was.

He lied in the quiet, open darkness for about 30 minutes, waiting to make sure that Andy was asleep before starting with his plan. But he didn't really have a plan. So he was just gonna wing it, going in blind. When Andy began to snore softly against Ashley' neck, that's when his not-so-well-thought-out-plan was set into motion.

And hell, he hadn't felt a rush like this in forever.

He pried Andy's arm off of him, tossing it to the other side of Andy's body gently, hoping not to disturb him in his sleep. He then flipped over so he was facing him, keeping quiet and attempting not to rustle the sheets too much. Andy was so close, his lips merely centimeters away from his own. He could smell Andy's strawberry scented shampoo he had used earlier, and could see how when he breathed out, a few stray raven hair would flip into the air. He looked so cute. So innocent.

And Ashley was seriously about to do this, wasn't he?

He reached down slowly, cautiously pressing his hand over the front of Andy's box- oh.

Of course he was naked.

Ashley must not have felt that he didn't have boxers on through his own pajama pants. If he had known Andy was fucking nude this entire time then he might have been a little more careful.

Andy grunted once Ashley' hand was pressed firmly against his dick, causing Ashley to freeze in his tracks. What if Andy woke up with his hand on his cock? Things would be pretty awkward, that's what.

So Ashley sat still, feeling as though his blood had stopped moving through his veins. He gradually began to wrap his fingers around Andy's length, and started pumping up and down his shaft. He felt him begin to harden in his palm, his cock swelling from the touch.

Ashley' breath hitched in his throat as he continued to move his hand up and down his girth, Andy beginning to make soft, quiet noises from his throat. "A-Ashley?"

He stopped moving his hand, and felt the blood rush out of his face. His heart stopped and his stomach dropped, he felt as though the world would and could end right then and there. He hoped it would at least.

But there wasn't any sign of the end of the world.

Damn it.

"What're you doing?" Andy's voice came out shaky and ragged, as though he couldn't breathe. And that frightened Ashley more to think that Andy was hurt instead of Andy hating him forever.

"Are you alright, Andy? Everything okay?" He said to his silhouette, watching as the head bobbed up and down. He breathed out a sigh of relief, the pressure in his chest rising.

But it was back as soon as Andy asked his next question.

"Why're you touching my... my, um... dick, Ashley?"

He opened his mouth to speak, to defend himself, to give some fucking reason but nothing came out. Come on, Ashley, Think Goddamnit!

"Why, do you not like it?"

Ashley mentally slapped himself across the face for asking such a foolish, absurd question. But his words hung in the air, his hand still wrapped around Andy's cock, Andy still lying there, not protesting.

"I-I, uh-" Andy sputtered out, shifting to turn the lamp on in the darkness. The light blinded Ashley for a moment, him squeezing his eyes shut as the brightness illuminated his room. Andy looked at him with a dumbfounded expression, his mouth agape and his eyes wide. But he wasn't angry, he looked.... embarrassed.

Ashley began to move his hand again, quickening his pace when Andy just lied back on the bed, staring at him. Ashley let go of Andy's erection, and moved so he was straddling his torso. He leaned down so his face was inches from Andy's, his breaths getting heavier from how nervous he was.

"Andy, can I touch you some more?"

He felt relief wash over him when Andy nodded hesitantly, his raven hair bobbing in his face. Ashley leaned down further, and brushed his lips against Andy's before connecting them in a warm, soft kiss.

When they pulled away, Ashley wondered what Andy was thinking. If he liked it, if he regretted it. He wanted to know. But when Andy placed his hand on the back of his neck, pulling him down for another heated kiss, Ashley could probably tell you what Andy was thinking.

Ashley put his hands on either side of Andy's face, trying to deepen the kiss by pulling him in, holding him so he won't fly away. He experimentally ground his hips down against Andy's, both of them letting out a groan when Ashley' clothed bulge brushed against Andy's exposed cock.

"Do that again." Andy commanded through gritted teeth, his eyebrows furrowed. Ashley nodded, and swiveled his hips again, moaning when Andy's erection rubbed against his own. And that's when Ash realized he had way too many clothes on considering Andy was 100% naked.

He pulled his shirt off over his head, and leaned down again for another kiss, this one more sloppy and filled with tongue than the others. He moved his hips back and forth against Andy's, moans and whines escaping his throat into Andy's mouth each time his throbbing cock rubbed against Andy's.

"Andy, can I try something?" He asked cautiously, not wanting him to do anything he didn't want to.

"Yeah, anything- fuck." He groaned, firmly gripping Ashley' hips with his large hands. Ash nodded, and rolled off of Andy to pull his own pants and boxers off, leaving both of them exposed and naked. He reached over into his bedside drawer, uncapping the bottle of lubricant he bought and used for when he was fingering himself.

"Ashley?"

He looked over and saw Andy gaping at him, his eyes bright with excitement. "Can I watch you... ya know..."

Ashley swallowed the lump in his throat, and let out a shaky breath before nodding, and crawling back over to Andy. He sat him up against the headboard, and turned around so his arse was directly in Andy's view.

He suddenly felt so self-conscious, so nervous. What if Andy didn't like what he saw? What if he thought he was ugly, or disgusting? He reached around himself with lubed-up, trembling fingers, and circled his rim before pressing his digit inside of himself.

He heard Andy gasp from behind him, and felt his hands gripping at his bum, squeezing it and kneading his cheeks as he pumped his finger in and out of himself. He shuddered as he prodded a second finger at his hole, before slipping them both in and slowly dragging them against his walls, scissoring them slightly.

"God, Ash, so fucking hot so pretty like this." Andy growled, the hot air of his breath hitting Ashley rim and his fingers. How close was Andy, exactly?

Well he must've been pretty damn close, because next thing Ashley knew he felt his tongue licking around his fingers, slipping in beside them and fucking inside of him. He moaned loudly in pleasure, freezing his fingers as Andy's slick, wet tongue licked inside of him and around his fingers.

Andy grabbed his wrist, and pulled his fingers out, sucking on Ashley' hole freely now and licking wetly on his rim. Ashley continued to let out a steady string of moans, reaching around and grabbing a fistful of Andy's hair to try and shove him in deeper.

"A -Andy more, please." He begged, chewing on his bottom lip as Andy's tongue opened him up. He continued to lick fat stripes on his hole, circling his rim before pushing in again. Ashley tugged on his raven hair, moving him away from his arse so he could turn around, straddling Andy's lap.

"Will you fuck me, Andy?" He asked, breathless, leaning down to brush his lips against Andy's fuller ones. Andy nodded his head, and Ashley smirked, picking up the forgotten bottle of lubricant and squirting a generous dollop onto the palm of his hand. He reached in between their bodies, and slathered it all over Andy's cock, rubbing it onto his length before pulling his hand back and wiping it on his bed sheets.

Andy gripped onto Ashley' hips, rubbing circles into his tanned skin as Ashley shuffled around so Andy's cock was at his hole. "This your first time?" Andy asked, his breath tickling the skin on Ashley' neck. Ashley swallowed and nodded, turning his head so he was facing Andy. "Yours?"

Ashley felt sort of glad when Andy also nodded, his cheeks tinting pink as he buried his face in his neck. "Well, I'm glad it's with you then."

Andy smiled, and kissed Ashley' shoulder and neck, suckling the skin softly as Ashley began to lower himself on his cock. He gasped when the head was inside of him, stretching his rim like he'd never been stretched before. He slowly began to lower himself on him, until his bum was flush against Andy's hips.

His breathing was labored, the feeling of Andy filling him up feeling like too much. He sat still, not moving, only breathing and trying to let himself relax from Andy's comforting kisses to his skin.

He began to swivel his hips a bit, moving them in small back and forth motions. Andy's dick shifted inside of him slightly, pressing into his prostate, eliciting a drawled out moan from Ashley.

He picked himself up halfway on Andy, then lowered himself back down, whining as Andy's cock pressed into that one spot inside of him. He worked himself on Andy, his hands digging into Andy's shoulders for leverage as he bounced on his cock. Andy started to help him out some, lifting Ashley off of him and lowering him down roughly.

They were both coated in a thin sheath of sweat, Ashley' fringe sticking to his forehead and Andy's raven hair dampening slightly. Ashley whimpered and whined into Andy's ear, "Harder. Harder, Andy, please."

Ashley let himself go limp as Andy began to thrust up into him at a relentless pace, his movements jerking Ashley upwards with each flick of his hips. Ashley cried out, his mouth hanging open as long, sqealish moans left his mouth. "Touch me, Andy." He panted, turning his head to connect his and Andy's lips in a sloppy kiss.

Andy reached down, and fisted at Ashley' cock in time with his thrusts, his hand flying up and down his shaft in quick, swift movements. "Come on, baby. Come on. You're so gorgeous Ash, so beautiful. Such a pretty boy, all mine." Andy growled against Ashley' mouth, sucking his bottom lip in between his lips as Ashley reached his orgasm, hot spurts of white shooting from his dick and onto Andy's hand and some on their chests.

He could feel the burning in his stomach fading as Andy continued to pound himself into him, the only sounds in the room of skin slapping against skin and Ashley' ragged heavy breathing. "Fill me up, Andy. Please, fill me up with your cum, babe." Ashley whispered, mouthing at Andy's neck as he was being used for Andy's pleasure only.

Andy came then, holding Ashley' hips down as he shot his load deep into him, Ashley' walls clenching around his cock as he finished his high. When he pulled out, some remnants of his seed dripped down Ashley' leg and onto the sheets.

Ashley flopped down onto the bed in a heap, exhausted, tired. Andy wiped his own hand, covered in cum, on the sheets, then found Ashley' shirt and wiped their chests and Ashley' thighs clean. Ashley was still trembling from the intense orgasm he had, his body twitching every few seconds. Andy's arms were soon enveloped around him, pulling him close, and the comforter was draped over them both in a few seconds.

"Andy, what are we now?" Ashley asked, his voice barely audible from all of the screaming he had managed to do.

Andy shrugged, placing his chin on the top of Ashley' head. "We could... Ya know... Be boyfriends now."

Ashley nodded, and turned his head, kissing Andy sweetly. "Sounds good." He giggled, and lied back in bed, his eyes drooping. "Be happy nobody was home, otherwise we'd be in some deep shit."

Andy laughed lowly, and squeezed Ashley in his arms, pecking the top of his head. Ashley smiled and reached to turn off the light. "You sure you were a virgin before this, Andy? You seemed pretty damn experienced."

Ashley felt Andy shift in the darkness, his lips right beside his ear as he spoke. "I could say the same about you."

Ashley smirked, and hit Andy playfully. Andy then continued, "But I might've watched some... Gay porn. Seen some stuff on there." Ashley nodded, and relaxed his body, sleep taking over. "Goodnight, Andy."

"Night, Ash."

Ashley sat in the quiet for a moment, before whispering under his breath, "I love you."

And Ashley could've swore, that right before he drifted off, he heard Andy say back, "I love you too."

Notes

*THE END* :D I hope you liked it, I just came from school and I felt like I had to write something and then *boom* here it is.