Ethan had returned home, and was looking around, listening to the empty house. He was only suppose to take a lunch break, but a small accident at work closed them down for the day. He decided to hold off on eating, and go to the basement to work-out, making up for the work he would miss. It had only been about 15 minutes before he heard the doorbell ring. He ignored it, wanting to finish and go eat, but the front door opened and he could hear Scott calling for him, "Ethan? I know you're home, your car is here. I need your help."
"I'm in the basement!" Ethan shouted up the stairs, panting as he pushed himself to keep going. Scott had come down and walked over to him, Ethan was now trying to catch his breath, "Hey Scott... what... do you need?"
"Hey Ethan. Not much, just wondering if you could split my boys." Scott was handing Ethan's shirt to him.
Ethan brushed it away, "Split, them... Can't Max... split himself?"
"It's not Max. Mark and Zack are stuck together."
Ethan's eyes shot up to meet Scott's, "How did they end up together?"
"It's a long story..." Scott shook his head, "But, they are getting tired of being so close and want some alone time."
"Ok." Ethan started laughing, "I'll help them out."
"Thank you Ethan, that's why we've been friends for so long." Scott helped Ethan up and patted him on the back. "I was wondering... How is it that Max can fuse and unfuse?" Ethan glanced at Scott, slightly confused. "Mark told me about the Santa guy... And that You and Luke wanted to stay two headed pretty badly, but thought it might be better to fuse and unfuse when you wanted. So how can Max do it?"
"He and Luke did get pretty close..." Ethan thought back to when he and Mark were still conjoined, "Really close in fact. They were a single person... Sharing a single head and everything..."
"Wow..." Scott was shocked, "I didn't know you can get that close." Ethan was looking just as surprised. "That might be interesting... being attached is good, but like that... wow. But for now, I just want to help Mark and Zack."
"Ya?"
"Ya." Scott nodded.
"Well, I'll help you, help them!" Ethan's face broadened into a smile. Scott knew exactly what Ethan meant, taking his shirt off as Ethan pushed their two sides together. They wrapped their arms around each other and began pulling themselves into the other. Ethan's left leg, and Scott's right, had been absorbed into their body. Once their heads were close enough, they plunged their inner arms into their back, making them vanish. They were now pushing together with their bodies alone, getting closer and closer, inch by inch.
"Wait wait wait! Stop!" Ethan urged Scott to quit moving. They were now standing on a single set of legs, in one pair of jeans/track pants that had become fused together as well. They lowered their track-jeans, exposing two cocks, hanging down and brushing together. Their torso widened near the top, giving them three pectorals, with their heads placed between the combined pairs, Ethan on the right, Scott on the left. Ethan looked them over, wiggling all their fingers and toes, "There, this seems good enough. What do you think?"
Scott was speechless, rubbing their left hand across their chest, and examining the two cocks, side by side with their right hand. Even though they weren't sharing just the one cock this time, he noticed they became attached near the base, allowing them to swing and knock together whenever they moved. Scott winked at Ethan, using their right hand to massage Ethan's cock, "Just like old times..."
Ethan laughed, taking Scott's cock by their left hand, stroking it up and down. "Yup... Minus the conjoined part." They stood with their hands down their track-jeans, moaning, groaning, and panting as they work each others' cock with each others' hand.