He was confused by my question at first but then he said:
“Of course not, at least not right now that is. We’ve only just confessed so we can’t just mate yet”
“Yeah, it would be would be really weird. It’s just that there’s something about you that makes my heart flutter”
“I have the same feeling about you too”
The day went on with talks and conversations and after all of that, we went back to our burrows to get a good sleep before tomorrow begins.
The next day, I woke up and went to see Mark but at his burrow, only to see that he was already awake and waiting to see me. It looks like one of those sleepless nights he told me about when he first came here. I was worried and nervous to see why he got up so early. Usually he wakes up a lot later and that I have to wake him up. He suddenly says:
“Alan, we have something to talk about”
My heart skipped a beat hearing that. Then he started saying something, something completely unexpected:
“I want to mate with you”
I was completely shocked I was left with no words but after a while of thinking, a sentence popped into my head and I started speaking:
“Maybe later”
“Okay” he replies nonchalantly
After a nice breakfast and a few hours of working later, we meet each other at his house
“Can we mate now?” Mark asks
“Yes, I’d love to”
“But you know that we’re both males right? Even if we did it really hard and passionately, there’s a very low chance that we’ll ever lay eggs”
“That’s where you’re wrong, Mark. Earthworms are hermaphroditic so it technically means that we are both male and female at the same time so we can both mate no matter our gender.”
“Okay, so can we get into the main purpose of this talk in the first place?”
“Yes, let’s mate!”
I hopped onto his body and only after a minutes our cum shot all over the place. There was moaning everywhere although most of it came from Mark. It looks like something ripped out of a bad horror movie. Basically, it was very bad. But again, it was our first time mating; we’ve never done this as humans let alone as earthworms. After an hour of the same thing all over again, I finally got off of his body.
“That went horribly wrong”
“But again, it’s our first time doing this so we can’t be good at this from the beginning”
“Although I would totally do this again”
“Yeah, I agreed”
A few hours and mating attempts later, we already started to lay eggs (probably because we mated a bit too passionately for a few times) but we were very excited to meet our young. We laid ten eggs, Mark took five of those eggs and divided the rest to me. Now, we only have to wait a few months.
(The next story will have time skip to the next three months and the rest of stories will branch from here. And if the main character (Alan) dies unexpectedly the perspective will change to either Mark or any of their children if they hatched from their eggs.)