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Mark had known Malcolm since they were very young boys. They had played together on Malcolm's farm; running about in the woods and hiding around the steadings. They had seen each other naked many times as they swam in the pool, formed by the stream, which ran through the woods. When they were 16 Malcolm had gone away for two years to school in Australia. During this time Mark had few friends. He had gone through the agonies of growing up himself. His voice had broken and he had developed a thick cock. His pubes were dark and bushy and just beginning to creep up to his navel. He wanked a lot but never really with any particular object to his passion. He just played around got hard and pulled until the jism came, and how it came, sometimes when doing it in the shower he had held the spunk up to his mouth and licked the warm salt. Then that August Malcolm came back. Mark knew he would be happy to see him and had been looking forward to doing all their old things together. When he went around to Malcolm's farm he saw in the distance a tall figure powerfully chopping a pile of logs. He looked around for Malcolm but when he got closer he saw that this must be him. He still had the same thick eyebrows and brown deep eyes but the transformation in the rest of him was profound. His hair had become thick and layered, but shaved up the back and sides. His face, once round and soft and had become angular and jutting. It was well tanned and Mark could see that Malcolm was shaving his cheeks. He had his shirt off and there were thick tufts of gleaming hair coming from beneath his armpits. His arms and chest were thick and the veins stood out as drops of sweat formed on them. Malcolm walked towards him, boomed out "long time no see" and grabbed him by the hand. Mark was electrified as his former pals voice sent vibrations right through him and his smell rose up from his body. "Well you've grown up a bit mate" Malcolm said Only then did Mark realise that the transformation in his own appearance must have been just as large. He noticed Malcolm's eyes look him up and down, lingering on the area just above his shorts were his crab ladders poked out. Mark by this time also had his shirt off as he had run up from his house. "You're a big hairy fucker" Mark said and punched Malcolm playfully on the arm. "You're not so little yourself" said Malcolm and ran to grab Mark in a headlock. Mark was too slow to move out of the way and he face was soon pressed against Malcolm's slippery chest. He had never felt so excited before. At first he thought it was just seeing his old friend again but as his cock began to move in his shorts he knew that it was more than that. He wanted to touch Malcolm all over and feel his friend close to him in a way he had never before. Malcolm let go and said "come on, I'll race you to the swimming hole" he set off without waiting for an answer and Mark ran after him. Running behind he could see Malcolm's thick hairy legs pounding the fields and his back flexing as he swung his arms. He felt his own power as he surged ahead and he knew that they were no longer little boys but big hard fast men running as the savages had run on the plains before them. At the swimming hole they stopped. Malcolm said he was going to go right in. He flicked off his shoes and quickly pulled down his shorts. Mark saw a glimpse of Malcolm's tight bum cheeks, firm and hollow, a flash of dark hair and a good long hunk of meat flopping about as he dived in. Mark was not going to be outdone. He pulled down his shorts, his cock was not hard but the exercise and the sight of the young naked Malcolm had made it lengthen and swelled the head as he was diving in he noticed Malcolm was looking back at him and had appeared to be concentrating hard on his manhood. "You're a bit bigger down under as well, mate. I bet it gets a lot of practice." "Not as much as I'd like" said mark They swam about the hole. They didn't touch but the water was perfectly clear and the during the time they spent treading water talking to each other both their eyes regularly stayed to the others bodies and especially the newfound bonus between the legs. Malcolm was the first to wade out. He lay down on the grass on the side of the water. Giving all his beautiful body to the sun. His cock lay long and flaccid over his left thigh. Mark went and lay next to him. By this time very excited but still not obviously hard. Malcolm went off for a pee behind a bush and Mark's hands strayed to his cock to clean out his foreskin and adjust the angle. As soon as he touched it, it began to stiffen and soon he was faced with the fullest hard on he had ever had. He was just beginning to wonder what Malcolm would think when he saw him, partially obscured by the bushes, Malcolm shouted "You look happy, what a whopper!" Mark was embarrassed that Malcolm would think him a sissy, but he needn't have been. When he came out of the bushes Mark was greeted with a sight which he knew immediately was the most exciting and gorgeous he had seen in his whole eighteen years. Malcolm's cocks also had taken off. It was shooting out of the jungle between his legs pointing a good 7 inches out in front of him as he walked towards Mark. Mark stood up to meet him. Malcolm reached out his hand and ran it through Mark's hair. Mark moved towards him. He leant to kiss him and as their lips touched so did their bodies he pushed his tongue deep into Malcolm's mouth and felt the roughness of his chin. Their chests were at the same height and their nipples rubbed as they pulled close to each other. Their cocks touched and waggled about like swords as they sucked each others mouths dry. Mark felt Malc's ass and Malcolm was saying "God why didn't we discover this earlier, I'm so fucking horny. I feel like I'm just one big fucking cock." Mark pulled away and started bending his legs. He licked Malcolm's nipples and Malc squeaked as he did. He soon found himself in front of Malc's cock, it was dripping pre-cum and smelt just like the smells that had so excited Mark in the boys changing room at school, he was a big fucking boy Malc started to say "what are we doing man.." but as soon as Mark opened his mouth and took the purple throbbing head and the long smooth shaft deep to the back of his throat Malc shuddered and moaned " Oh my fucking God that is the best thing I have ever felt. This is what best friends are for Mark you are the sexiest bloke on the planet. Soon Malc was thrusting in and out of Mark's mouth and it was all Mark could do not to lose balance." Malc pulled out. Mark stood up and wanked both their dicks together. Malc said, "Mark, I've got to fuck you man," Mark knew that was what he really wanted; he needed to feel his boy friend's new meat deep within in him. He wanted the power of his mate's cum to blow him away. Mark bent down and Malc pushed in. With his first thrust the hit the g-spot. His big hands reached round and enveloped Mark's cock. Both were so excited that they couldn't wait. Malc screamed as his jism exploded into mark's arse, Mark wailed as his cum spurted right out all over the grass. They lay back and grinned at each other: this would happen again.