Zack learns the hard way

 

Zack sighed as he lowered Cloud to the ground. This just wasn't working today. Cloud's... morning problem hadn't disappeared yet and Cloud was making the most pathetic whimpering sounds in his ear. He had to do something to help the poor guy. Zack briefly considered dunking Cloud in the a cold stream but:

A. There were none around

B. That was just plain cruel.

Come on Zack there has too be something other then that to fix this. Come on, isn't there anything you can do. Anything at all. Except that. Ah, this wasn't fair!

Cloud made another pained noise and Zack sighed as he lowered himself down. Shifting Cloud, he ended up with Cloud laying back between his legs. Blushing more then he thought possible (to staying conscious) he undid the fastenings on Cloud's pants and lowered the zipper. Closing his eyes he reached in and pulled the hard member out, ignoring the heat (which he didn't feel) that was (NOT) pooling in his own groin. Cloud gave a little sigh and relaxed as Zack held him. Zack didn't open his eyes and he began to lightly stroke it. He started to hum a mindless tune as he tried to ignore the fact that this was getting him hard. It was just sympathy hardness, that's all. I mean when was the last time anyone had touched him like this?

Cloud was panting in his ear and circling his hips to the strokes and that wasn't helping Zack's own problem and he really should stop humping Cloud because it was so wrong, but it felt so right and what kind of friend was he. It flashed through Zack's mind that he must be a pretty good friend as Cloud came letting out a strangled cry that seemed a lot louder to Zack then it really was. And it was really too much for him as he tightened his hold on the blond and gave one last thrust to the warm body of his best friend.

He lay there a moment, feeling better then he should, just holding Cloud. He absently wiped his sticky hand on the grass as he stared up at the canopy of tree's above. It was wrong, so wrong and he couldn't think about this anymore. Tucking Cloud back in he refastened the the pants and tried to ignore the wetness in his own. He wasn't going to clean it up, they didn't have time and it would serve as a reminder. His own little punishment for taking advantage of his comatose friend. Gathering up the sated blond, he continued their earlier course.