Meanwhile, back across the street, Ethan and Mark had had a bite to eat for lunch. After which they spent a long time in the bathroom getting their legs, pants, and even their toes all tangled and wrapped together, while just tying to sit on the toilet. At first, they tried to keep as much distance between them as possible, but soon gave up and squished themselves together. They sat in awkward silence avoiding eye contact until both of them had finished. They quickly stood up as Ethan re-hooked his belt that looped through both of their pants.
Now they were in the living room, sprawled out on one of the couches with Mark laying on top of Ethan. They had been channel flipping because they couldn't agree on what to watch, but once a football game popped up, that's where it stayed, much to Mark's disapproval. The game had only just started before Ethan dozed off and was having a nap.
This is just great... Mark sighed inwardly. He's sound asleep and I can't do anything. Mark tried to lift themselves to no avail, and trying to roll over was just as pointless. He glanced over at the t.v and rolled his eyes, he didn't see what was so great about a bunch of guys tackling each other over a stupid ball. He saw the remote sitting on the edge of coffee table where Ethan had left it, just out of Mark's reach, but close enough that they wouldn't have to move to grab it. Mark looked at Ethan, who was just starting to softly snore, then back at the remote. "Grr, I can't watch this anymore!"
Mark reached out with his right hand, stretching as hard as he could, but was only able to grab at the air. He rolled themselves on their side and tried again, this time he was able to put his finger on it, but couldn't move it. Mark took a deep breath, and pushed himself away from Ethan until he felt their chest start to ache. He almost had it! Mark had a finger and thumb on it and was pulling it closer, when Ethan grunted and rolled them back to how they had been.
"Yes!" mark cheered with the remote in his right hand. He changed the channel desperately trying to find something to watch. After scrolling through two or three times he gave up and turned the t.v off. He let out a sigh when he saw Ethan still asleep, "I thought we were suppose to spend some time together..." He felt himself lifting and sinking with every breath they took, and smiled. Mark put his head down and nuzzled it beside Ethan's, feeling the stubble on his cheeks. Mark did his best to put his arms around Ethan. Ok, this isn't so bad, Mark happily thought. We get to be so close that we're fused together, and he's ok with that and doesn't think it's weird!
Mark was able to have a nap as well when he felt something. He wasn't sure what it was, nor was he sure where he had felt it. He lifted himself off Ethan as far as he could and looked around. He left it again, but this time he knew where, his thigh. Mark searched between them where he had felt it, and was surprised
Ethan must have been having a good dream because he was poking Mark in the leg with his hard cock. Mark immediately stated getting hard in response. He couldn't help but grin as he lowered himself back down on Ethan. This should be good, he thought as he loosened the belt so he could start sword fighting with Ethan through their pants. They blocked and parried back and forth; Mark tried to stay quiet and not make sudden movements as he felt them throbbing against each other.
He hadn't even noticed that Ethan had stopped snoring and was looking at him through sleepy eyes...