Summary

While hanging out at a virtual arcade, Cyrus ends up walking in on Marty pleasuring himself. One thing leads to another and they end up having sex.

~•~ Note ~•~

This takes place back in Season 2, Episode 7, where they went to a virtual arcade, however it has a twist to it. Jonah invited Cyrus along with them all.

Chapter One

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While hanging out at the virtual arcade, Cyrus decided that it was for the best that he stray away from his crush whom was with his girlfriend. Instead he hung out with Buffy and Marty who he did not know very well. One thing was for sure, and that was that he looks great. Especially when he had to do stretches in sweatpants that defined his perky ass.

Marty didn't know how much he teased Cyrus just by doing normal things like walking up stairs. It was fun for both boys hanging out. That was made possible from him and Buffy not exactly being together as a couple, which would make Cyrus the third wheel, but he wasn't so all was good. Things only continued to get better for the two of them when Buffy told them that she was going to go and hang out with Andi for a bit, leaving the two of them alone.

What Cyrus didn't know right away, was that Marty was going to be leaving him too, but only for a moment to use the restroom. Marty hurried off into the public restroom, and assuming that it would have multiple urinals and junk, he didn't bother to lock the door. He soon found out that there was only one toilet in the cube shaped room. He wasn't in there for actually going to the bathroom, but for stress relief. He was nearly dying out there being surrounded by Buffy and Cyrus.

With Buffy, things were complicated, and he never knew how she felt about him. And with Cyrus, well he is just the cute boy that he wants to try to get with if things with Buffy don't work out. Additionally that was another thing, nobody else in the entire world knew that he is bisexual. At times like these there was only one thing that he could do to ease his mind off of those things. Sitting down on the toilet seat with his pants and underwear already dropped to his ankles, he placed a hand around his soft cock.

God how things were going so slow with Buffy. If she can't even agree to date him, there is no way that he'd ever have her hand around his length. Marty smirked to himself as he rubbed himself to hardness. His dick filled his hand and overflowed out the top getting bigger and bigger. She was definitely missing out on something huge. Maybe Cyrus would appreciate his size, Marty thought to himself getting the mental image of the Goodman boy in awe drooling over his length.

While he stroked himself off there was no worry about accidentally pulling on some of his pubic hairs. There was some, it was just that none were long enough to get in his way. Much like his cock his ballsack sat heavy and full. Spreading his legs a bit more wide on the seat his balls came in contact with the top of the cold toilet seat. The different temperatures from the warmth of his shaft to the coolness of the bottom of his sac that was normally sweaty after a long day of track practice.

Ignoring his aching erection he jacked off ever so slowly and let his other hand lay beneath his balls rubbing them gently with care. The brown eyed boy never left his mind, and he imagined it being Cyrus' soft hands caressing his nuts while admiring his cock. Those soft pink lips of his, kissing all over his pride and joy. He would so totally blow a load over the cuties face. Marty bit back his bottom lip just thinking about Cyrus. He doesn't know anyone who's gay, so maybe Cyrus is? No wait, he had a girlfriend didn't he, Marty asked himself.

Clearing his head of those unsexy thoughts he cupped his own dickhead and rubbed his thumb over the slit repeatedly. It was sending tingles all down his shaft and deep into his testicals that made his member throb with joy. Just when all was good in the world, the most terrifying noise in the world came shooting into his ears. The twist of the door handle and the hinges squeaking as he opened his eyes in sheer terror. He had just gotten caught.

Not to speak of the devil or anything, but there he was, his imaginary cock sucker with a blown mind standing in the doorway. "Ahhh!" Marty screamed while Cyrus figured out the situation before his eyes. The only two parts of Cyrus that were moving was his stiffening cock, and his eyes that traced from his clothed ankles that ran up his bare legs leading to his strong thighs. But most importantly, towering from his crotch standing up in front of his shirt was the first dick that he had ever seen that wasn't his own. From what Cyrus could infer, it was huge, it seemed nearly twice as big as his own that was perfectly shaped for just one hand.

"Close the door!" Marty added to his shouting while his heart pounded from his chest. Cyrus was just standing there with the door open where people passing by could look in and see. Deciding to cover himself up a bit, Marty grabbed the front of his shirt and stretched it forward over his cock, however it just bulged from the thin fabric. Cyrus thought that the sight was made even hotter. He knew that he shouldn't be looking, but he's never watched porn in his life, and his hormones wouldn't let his conscious take over. Following Marty's orders Cyrus stepped inside and closed the door with great speed resulting in it getting slammed shut.

The big dick'd track star sat akwardly with his shirt pulled over his crotch which still left nothing to the imagination. He watched as Cyrus' face started to turn a light pink, which was honestly kinda adorable. Staying in silence he tried to figure him out. Why was his eyes glued to his cock? Could it seriously be that Cyrus Goodman is not straight. Testing the waters he began to say more things to the dazed teen. "Um, Cyrus? What do you want?" He waited a little bit, and nothing, "hello?" he asked once more wishing that his boner would die down. It was the excitement of Cyrus in there with him wondering what he might do or say next that left his dick full of life.

Cyrus knew that he was talking, but the words would not process in his head. He wanted to feel Marty's shirt. More specifically the lower half, he wanted to feel another guy's dick. It only got Cyrus' attention when Marty offered something promising: "you might as well give me a blowjob if you're not going to listen to me."

"Wait, what?" Cyrus asked not sure if his ears deceived him.

"Nothing, just why are you still in here with me?" Marty asked. The pink on Cyrus' face only burned to a deep red shade. "I think you did hear me," Marty added. "So, we doing this or what, because we gotta get back out there sometime?"

"Yeah," Cyrus let slip past his lips quietly. It was nerve wracking, this would be his first ever blowjob. The same went for Marty, but he wasn't nervous about it.

"What was that?" Marty asked not really hearing him.

"I said yes," Cyrus told him not feeling comfortable admitting that he would like to suck on his fat juicy cock. The corners of Marty's mouth curled up as he began smile. He stood up carefully from the toilet trying not to let his pants and underwear around his ankles trip him. His cock came free from his shirt once he was standing, and it stood out from the rest of his body like a sore thumb. Cyrus took note of how it curved a bit to the left side.

Marty motioned Cyrus over, and he approached with his mind still thinking that this might be some kind of dream. Cyrus stood with Marty's cock just a few inches away from his own stomach, and Marty placed his hands on Cyrus' shoulders applying some downwards pressure which reminded Cyrus what he agreed to. Lowering himself down to his knees, his head was now before Marty's monster.

Cyrus' own little physical issue was causing his pants to be painfully tight, but he left it trapped inside. It would be too much work dealing with that while having a blowjob to give. Now this was something that Marty was never going to get with Buffy. Maybe Cyrus would also be the person he'd lose his virginity too. Not really questioning what they were doing, or why the other one was going along with it, they made some progress with each other. "Come on, touch it," Marty said reaching down and wagging his own cock before Cyrus' face. He swung it side to side making Cyrus' eyes follow it from left to right, like it was his treat.

Feeling more safe with Marty, Cyrus touched the top of the tip with one finger. A grin was plastered on his face, he had no idea what he was doing. "Uhh, how do I do this?" Cyrus asked as he rested his fingers around Marty's dick. Marty shifted his weight around on his feet, making his cock slide in Cyrus' hand for a bit until Cyrus started to move his hand on his own.

"Have you never seen a blowjob before?" Marty asked.

"Nope," Cyrus answered shyly.

Ah gawd, Marty thought. It was so fucking hot how innocent Cyrus was. And to think, he was going to show Cyrus all these things for his first time. "Okay, so…" Marty thought how he would explain it. "I guess just go to town on it, keep your mouth open wide, and keep your teeth out of the way, suck, and kiss all over it. Yah just do whatever with your mouth and tongue."

Marty's cock rose up in the air for a slight second as it throbbed as he watched Cyrus' lick his lips wetting them as preparation. Cyrus felt like he should say something, but nothing came to mind, like really what was he meant to say at a time like this. Cyrus didn't understand the teeth part, how was he meant to keep them away when they're physically part of his mouth. Thinking of it like a kiss, Cyrus leaned forward and planted a kiss on the tip of his cock. It was a fast and quick smooch, but nonetheless it was two lips on his dick.

Cyrus looked up at Marty's face, and he smiled down at him. Nothing was going wrong yet, so Cyrus continued with his work. He stuck his tongue out and neared his head closing the distance between his tongue and Marty's sensitive skin. The taste was foreign, but he liked it enough to expand his mouth and suck in the head of his cock as if it was some kind of frozen dessert.

Marty had jerked off with lube before, and having his dick all wet was amazing, but this...this was topping that. Marty stood up straight not sure what to do with his hands while he got loads of pleasure coming in from the end of his long length. Cyrus glided his head down getting a few inches of Marty into his mouth, closing his lips around it. He never thought he would have to have his mouth open this wide to give a blowjob. It doesn't look that girthy, but with the thickness finally in his mouth, it was more than meets the eye.

Helping Cyrus out who kneeled there with a dick part way in his mouth, Marty rocked his hips back and forth getting his cock to glide into Cyrus' mouth. "Mmm," Cyrus hummed in enjoyment having it just come in and out of his mouth for him. Marty could feel the vibrations of his hum on his dick just adding to his pleasure. Cyrus felt his mouth have more saliva in it than normal, and it started to build up leaking out of his mouth. Scared that this was wrong Cyrus began trying to suck his spit back up to swallow, which just created a vacuum in his mouth giving Marty pleasure like no other before. Marty held one hand on his hip, and the other going through his own hair, as he gently face fucked Cyrus.

Marty thought more about it, and started to feel guilty. Cyrus wasn't getting attention with his body, and he'd really love to see how big the Jewish nerd is. "Aye Cyrus?"

Pulling off of the cock that no longer moved, Cyrus glanced up answering, "yeah?" before licking his luscious lips once more. Jesus he was just so precious, if he ever got fucked he might break.

"Is there anything I can do for you, since yah know you're doing this for me?" Marty asked him.

Cyrus had one thought come to his mind, but he was embarrassed to say it. "Can you… uhm, will you, no wait. Would it be okay if I?" Cyrus was rambling nonsense.

"I'll do anything. Jerk you off, suck you off, hell I'd even love to fuck you," Marty told him.

"The last one," Cyrus spoke softly.

Marty's eyes widened, "for real?" Cyrus nodded his head. "Alright, get up," Marty told him. Cyrus stood up, and Marty yanked down Cyrus' pants which had some difficulty coming down over his boner that remained covered by underwear. From this view of Cyrus in his boxer briefs Marty could tell that Cyrus was around average length, or maybe even a little smaller. Either way the Jewish boy had the perfect size for his small body.

"What position do you want to do this in?" Marty asked being considerate as he groped Cyrus' clothed ass, and man was it great finally being able to feel up another body as much as he pleases.

"I haven't seen any porn remember?" Cyrus stated.

"Oh yeah," Marty said with a small chuckle, feeling weird for not remembering that. "I've got one in mind, I'll sit on the toilet seat, and you'll sit on top of me." Marty released Cyrus from his groping, and no longer did his hands caress his bottom.

"Whatever you say," Cyrus told him with a smile getting closer as Marty sat down half naked. Marty motioned for Cyrus to push his underwear down, and at first Cyrus didn't get it, but he eventually figured it out and let them drop down leaving his bottom half bare. Marty smirked and reached for the hard dick giving it a few warm up strokes. Cyrus soon turned around and presented his fine white ass for Marty who readied his cock.

Cyrus didn't sit down on his cock, but on thighs with his dick right up against Marty's. "Hey," Cyrus said giddily.

"Hey," Marty responded flirtatiously as he reached back some spreading Cyrus' ass cheeks apart and rubbing his finger around on his rosebud. "Why don't you play with those, while I play with this," Marty told him pushing a dry finger into Cyrus making him softly grunt. That was when he realized his fingers weren't lubed up like his dick was from saliva. To fix that he quickly popped his fingers into his mouth and went back to work.

Cyrus stared down at his own dick compared to Marty's which seemed twice as big. He wanted to jerk off having his ass played with, but he didn't want Marty's to go to waste, so he starting masterbating both of them. Being new to these things Cyrus tried to not make much of any noises. Marty noticed that when he got his finger in real deep, or added another Cyrus would squeeze their dicks a bit harder.

"God dude, you're ass is so squishy," Marty told him pulling his fingers out and full on palming both cheeks lifting him up a slight bit.

"Mmm," Cyrus hummed, before quickly shooting his hands up to his mouth. "Sorry," he squeaked out.

"No, I liked it," Marty said giving his cheeks another squeeze getting the same result. After that it was time for his cock to go inside, which is what they've been waiting for. Marty helped with lifting Cyrus up, and lowering him down with the enormous length disappearing all into his ass making his mouth hang wide open. It took awhile, but eventually Cyrus was sitting with his dick poking at Marty's shirt.

Cyrus never had something feel like this before. It was painful as fuck, however it was also the best pleasure in his life. Things only got better when Marty raised him up making his dick start sliding out. It then occurred to Cyrus how the position worked, he was meant to bounce up and down on his rod. Once Cyrus was in control Marty took the liberty to play with Cyrus' much smaller cock.

Having his ass and cock played with was double the usual for Cyrus, yet it felt like four times the pleasure. Marty was close to cumming already from his jerking off and blowjob, and now this. Cyrus never lasted long, even when he jerked off at home, which he done soley to the pleasure of masterbation, no porn needed.

"I'm getting tired," Cyrus breathed out.

"Already?" Marty asked to which Cyrus nodded his head. He wasn't athletic like him, and had no stamina. To finish out their sex, Cyrus got off his dick, and Marty bent him over the bathroom sink. Cyrus held onto the sides of it, while Marty plunged his dick in, and thrusted way faster than Cyrus could ever ride. He screamed out in pleasure, while Marty felt underneath Cyrus, and grabbed his pre cum leaking cock to jerk it off till completion.

Marty came first continuing to fuck smearing his load all over Cyrus' insides. A moment leader Cyrus was pushed over the edge, and Marty moved his hand off letting Cyrus' dick throb and freely leak cum out onto the floor below them. That was the best stress reliever ever. When it was all said and done, they walked out of the bathroom together, equally ruffed up.

Jonah noticed them both exit, and when they came over he asked, "isn't that a one person restroom?"

"Uhm," Marty responded while Cyrus' face went beet red.

End Of Chapter 1