Marco had barely heard Ezra's proposal. He was too busy staring in bewilderment at the gorgeous ring that was being offered. He was away with the fairies.

Ezra was getting ready to snap the fingers of his spare hand to get Marco back down to Earth when the young iguana suddenly flashed back to life, realizing the gravity of what was being asked of him. Tears of joy started flowing freely down his cheeks and his face split into a massive open-mouthed smile.

“Yes...” he whispered. His voice rose in volume with each following word. “Yes... YES!!! I'LL MARRY YOU!!!” he threw his arms around Ezra, which almost made the computer chair they were sat on to fall backward. Ezra was desperately trying to keep the chair from falling, but Marco didn't notice. He was too busy being overjoyed and hugging and kissing his stallion.

There were a few more tender minutes of overjoyed silence and smoochies, the fact that Ezra's dong was still inside Marco completely forgotten in the moment. Then, Marco pulled back and looked Ezra in the face... a face that was a minefield of kiss-scruffled fuzz.

“You have no idea how ungodly happy I am,” he said, “but you know me and my not wanting to owe anyone ways, so I have to know... how in the world did you afford it? And how in the almighty goodness can I repay you?”

Ezra let out a small chuckle. “Let's just say that I owe my parents a few months of mowing lawns and watering gardens,” he said, “And as for how you can repay me, as I told you earlier, all I need is this...”

It was his turn to plant a kiss on Marco's face, who playfully batted his snout away with a giggling grin. A confused frown suddenly split Marco's features and he cocked his head to the side.

“I thought you said you told no one about this?” he asked, “How do you owe your parents if they don't know?”

“I told them I was saving up for a car,” replied Ezra, shrugging, “A car that I would be buying as soon as I was able to find a job... They'll kill me when they find out I was lying to them, but also... probably... instantly forgive me when I tell them it was to get you an engagement ring.”

“Speaking of that gorgeous shiny,” Marco held out his hand, “May I try it on?”

Ezra plucked the ring free of its little slot in the jewelry box and guided it onto Marco's ring finger. It was slightly too large, so it slid down to the bottom of the finger when it was held up to look at it more closely.

“A tiny bit too big, eh?” said Ezra, “Well, it's easier to get it shrunk than expanded.”

“I love it,” squeaked Marco, “I can't wait to show my parents!”

“I'm sure they'll be over the moon,” said Ezra, “I know I am. We should let them sleep, though.”

“No!” Marco quickly got off Ezra's lap with a wet 'schlop!' as the stallion's softening boner slid out, “I can't wait for them to sleep off some stupid jetlag – this is too exciting!”

And with that he fled his room and ran into his parent's, slamming the door open.
“MUM, DAD!!! WAKE UP!!! I HAVE BIG NEWS!!!”

His parents woke with a start, practically leaping off the bed in fright as they turned on their bedside lamps. They'd not heard what he'd said – only the loud banging of the door, so it took them a few moments to understand what they were seeing.

“Bloody hell, boy!” exclaimed his father, “You almost gave us both heart... attacks...”

They realized what they were staring at. It was their son wearing a pink girl's shirt and white cheerleader's skirt, both of which were marked by a lube stain outlining Ezra's large dick, and he was panting heavily and beaming with excitement. His lady parts were visible beneath the tiny skirt, and there was a smear of conspicous white goo covering his groin. As they watched, some of the jizz dripped onto the carpet with a little 'plip'. There was no denying what he'd been up to with Ezra, who at that moment arrived behind him without pants on and his boxers unbuttoned, dangling balls visible through the small slit, another lube outline of his dick on the bottom of his shirt and the fuzz on his face scruffled by many, many kisses. Hoo boy, this was a sight to wake up to.

“Um... why did you wake us, Marco?” asked his mother, exhausted, blushing, bewildered and trying not to stare.

“I'M ENGAGED!” shouted Marco, thrusting his hand toward them to make sure they could see the ring on his finger.

That got their attention, the near nudeness of those in front of them (almost) forgotten. Both parents leaned forward to get a closer look at the simple yet beautiful ring.

“Engaged?” his mother's voice was full of awe. If this wasn't some sort of joke, her little boy was really growing up.

“Ezra proposed!” said Marco, twirling around and placing his hands on Ezra's chest, oblivious to the fact that his lifted tail was giving his parents quite the view of his undercarriage. “How could I say no to such a romantic... proposing just after filling me up with his juices!”

“Um... Marco?” Ezra whispered, trying to get the iguana to realise what he was telling his extremely uncomfortable parents, who were both grimacing and trying to ignore what had just been said.

“Quiet, you,” said Marco, putting his hand across Ezra's mouth, “I'm trying to tell my parents that you asked me to marry you.”

“And you have no idea how happy we are for the both of you,” said Marco's mother, trying to prompt Marco to turn around so she wasn't staring dirently into his anus, “But your father and I are absolutely knackered. We'll be able to get excited with you tomorrow, but right now, we just need some sleep, okay? Go on, let us sleep, lovebirds... Oh, and Marco?” she called out to stop the pair as Ezra started pulling the overexcited Marco away, “If there's any more of that... um, white stuff on anything? You're helping me clean it up tomorrow.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Marco waved it away, he was too happy to take in her words.

Ezra lead Marco away, quietly shutting the door to the parents' room behind them. The little iguana was swooning all over him and the ring... to be honest, it made the walk back to his room take much longer than it should have. It even gave Irine a chance to open her bedroom door and lean casually against the doorframe.

“Congratulations, bro!” she said, winking at them, “I heard all that through the walls... I'm surprised you even had to wake mum and dad up, what with all that shouting and smooching!”

“It was such a pleasant surprise!” said Marco, waving the ring on his finger around to show her, “I'ma so HAPPY!!!”

“Yeah, and you've honestly made me super jealous, mister perfect princess,” she replied, doing her best to look more closely at the ring as Marco excitedly swung his hand around, “Here you are, engaged, and I've not even got a boyfriend! ... Can I borrow yours?”

Marco's face warped into an expression of possessiveness, and he clung tightly to Ezra. “My boyfriend!” he growled protectively.

Irine and Ezra's eyebrows shot skyward. THAT was uncharacteristic of him, a fact that even Marco noticed, for his expression suddenly melted and he burst out in laughter, the others following suit.

“Alright, Marco,” said Irine, “you can keep him. Though, maybe next time you should make sure you've got some knickers or something on to hide your cum-stained hooch, eh?”

Marco looked at her in confusion, not comprehending what had lead her to say that. Irine simply winked at him again and retreated into her room, flicking the door closed behind her with her tail.

“What was that all about?” asked Marco as he and Ezra entered his room and the door was shut, “I don't see what knickers have to do with anythi- OH MY GOD!!!” he sank to his knees, buried his face in his hands and let out a loud, long, embarrassed groan as everything clicked into place. “I just gave the news about our engagement to my parents while wearing girl's clothes, with my fricking pussy out on full display and your jizz dripping out of me, didn't I?!”

Ezra crouched beside him and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. “I'm afraid you did,” he said gently, “And in my haste to try to get you into something less conspicuous before you made it there... and failing, I may have also forgotten about my boxers being open, and gave them a full view of my nuts through the opening.”

“What? Just your nuts?” Marco pulled the elastic of Ezra's boxers toward him. Sure enough, the long dong had become flaccid and had retracted. Only his balls would've been seen. This prompted another face-buried, loud groan of embarrassment from Marco. “Lucky bastard,” he muttered.

Ezra pulled his newly-engaged love into a comforting embrace. “It's okay, it's okay,” he whispered continually to the embarrassed Marco, allowing him to let his embarrassment out at his own, groaning pace.

Eventually, Marco looked up at him. “Can we go to bed now?” he cringed, “I'd like to get tonight behind me as soon as possible.”

“Of course we can,” replied Ezra, “But did you want to get out of those clothes first?”

“Can't be fucked,” said Marco, “As much as I hate this outfit, I'd rather deal with it tomorrow, on a... hopefully clearer mind. I'll have to help mum clean up our cum at any rate, might as well deal with the washing,” he gestured to the jizz still clinging to the very end of his duvet and the slowly drying wet spot on the carpet, “at the same time as well.”

Ezra helped his embarrassed iguana stand and the two of them pulled back the sheets and slid into bed. There were a few moments of silence as they, in vain, tried falling asleep. Eventually, Marco spoke.

“You still awake?” he asked, prompting an affirmitive grunt from Ezra, “Can I... put you inside me for all of tonight? We haven't done that since our first night together... I need some comforting warmth all over and inside me.”

“Sure,” replied Ezra, kicking off his boxers and pushing them out of the bed. “If it'll help you feel better, it'll make me feel better.”

Marco reached over Ezra to turn on his bedside lamp and pulled back the sheets so he could see what he was doing. With just a little foreplay, Ezra's tantiliziing cock grew hard again, and he guided the tip inside before quickly sitting down with a thu-thump as he slapped against Ezra's groin and his tail slapped against the bed. He turned off the lamp and lay down on top of Ezra, stomach-to-stomach. With all the excitement of what had transpired tonight, he couldn't help himself. He started lifting and lowering his groin in rythym, his inner walls still slippery from lube and jizz, and rode his stallion.

He was going to make the both of them even messier, if it meant forgetting how he'd spread the news to his parents. The insatible stallion obviously agreed; it didn't take long for him to turn the both of them so they were laying on their side, doing the thrusting himself in and out himself, and blind-kissing Marco all over his face in the dark, his rubbery nose tickling Marco's scaly snout.

After a few more minutes of steamy, lovely sex, the familiar colossal thrusts and gooey warmth of ejaculating cock spread through Marco yet again. The two of them lay there, panting, and found each other's mouths in the dark.

“I love you,” said Marco, “More than any word I can spit out can say.”

“Thank you,” panted Ezra in reply, the final moments of pleasure dribbling from the tip of his dick, “I love you too, with all my heart.”

And with that, lying stomach-to-stomach, dick in pussy (that was leaking white warmth out onto the sheets), the freshly engaged lovers fell asleep.

What a way to end a birthday.