Date: Thu, 8 Nov 2001 03:17:18 -0800 (PST) From: TJ Mason Subject: Evan and Mark - Chapter Two Hello, everyone. Sorry this has taken so long. Altho I will have more time alone after the end of this month, I'll probably also have to be taking a second job to make ends meet, so I may or may not be able to post faster. Please bear with me. I'll not even bother with the disclaimers. If you got this far into this site, you meant to be here, whether or not you're supposed to be here. And now...on with the show!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sorry it took so long for us to get back to you. Things have been quite exciting around here since I first wrote to you about how Mark and I got together. Marks 16th birthday was Friday, April 27th. His folks let him have a party at their house that Saturday. Of course, I was invited. It was still early enough in the spring that it was fairly cool, so the party was inside, in the Richards' basement. Evan really didn't have that many friends, so there was only the two of us, his folks (who, gratefully, stayed upstairs for the most part) Brendan Frazier (different guy - and, yes, he gets a lot of teasing about that, especially since he's black) Marty Nichols, Michelle Wilson, Nicki Phillips, and Beth Parnell. These were mostly kids from his neighborhood, kids he'd grown up with. We played music, ate snack food and had soda. His folks did get him a birthday cake, and made him put his newly acquired drivers license on the cake. As his dad moved him out of the way to light the candles, I saw him put a car key on the cake in front of the license. To say that Marks' eyes bugged out when he saw the key would be an understatement. "Where is it?" he practically screamed. "We have to sing first, dear," his mom said as she began, "Happy Birthday to you..." Mark reached to grab the key, and his mom popped his hand. He had to stand there, blushing, as we all sang to him. Then he had to make a wish and blow out the candles before his mom would let him touch the key. "In the driveway, son," was what his dad said, laughingly, as Mark licked off the key. I had an idea, since it was a Ford key. In the driveway sat a beautiful blue Ford Mustang. No, it was NOT brand new, but, who cares? It was a Mustang! Mark was flipping out! He jumped in, cranked it up and was putting it in gear when his dad walked up to the drivers window holding his license. "Uh, think you're forgetting something there, cowboy?" Mark blushed. "Thanks, dad. Hey, Evan, ride shotgun with me!" I jumped into the passenger side, and we took off down the street. "This is WAY too cool," Mark said. "I agree, dude! This is an awesome ride!" We rode around the block and back, playing with the radio and all the bottons and when he pulled back in the driveway, his dad was waiting for us. Mark jumped out of the car, ran up and hugged his dad. "Dad, you're the greatest!" he said. His dad just smiled and said, "As long as you're careful, and keep your grades up, we won't have any problems." After that we went inside for him to open presents. He got a couple of CD's he'd been wanting, some new soccer gear, and I got him a portable CD player. Overall, he was happy with his haul. His mom looked at me funny a couple of times, but I didn't pay it any mind. I was too happy just being there, especially knowing what we had planned later. About 10pm and everybody started leaving. I stuck around to help clean up. It was while I was helping that Mark asked his mom if I could spend the night. She hesitated, but agreed. I was wondering what was up with that, but didn't really give it a second thought. By 11pm, everything had been cleaned up, my folks had been called and agreed for me to spend the night. I just 'happened' to have a change of clothes in the car, and Mark and I were headed to his room. As soon as we walked into his room, he shut the door and pulled me to him and kissed me like it was his last kiss. Honestly, my head was spinning when he finally came up for air. "WOW! What was that for?" I asked. "Because you're here, because it's my birthday, and because I love you," he said. "Wow," was all I could say. "We'd better cool things down until your folks go to bed, don't you think?" I asked. "Yeah, prolly so," he said. So, we hooked up his Playstation and screwed around for a while. His mom finally knocked on the door, stuck her head in, and told us good night. I turned my head to her and said goodnight, but Mark was concentrating so hard on the game he mostly only grunted. His mom chuckled, closed the door and left. About thirty minutes later, Mark got up to go pee, and when he came back he said that his folks were in bed. I got up, went and peed, and when I got back to his room, his socks were on the floor by the door, his shirt was on the floor near the end of his bed, his pants were on the floor at the end of his bed, and his underwear was on the floor beside the bed. Mark was sitting up in bed, the covers pulled up to his waist. "Gonna let me unwrap my last present?" he asked. "I was kind of thinking you'd wrap up your birthday present," I said as I stuck my hand in my pocket. "What are you talking about," he asked with a curious look on his face. I pulled four condoms out of my pocket. We had talked after our first time in the locker room that, since he'd been getting screwed by Coach, that we'd better use the condoms until we were sure we were both safe. "Four?" he questioned. "Feeling a bit horny are we?" he asked with a lusty look on his face. "Actually, babe, two are for me to wear, two are for you." It took him a second to figure out what I meant, but when he did, his face lit up like 1000 candles and he asked, "You mean you want me to fuck you?" "No," I said, and his face fell a bit. "I want you to make love to me." His grin returned. "But, Mark, dear, I'm so horny, I think we're gonna have to take the edge off." "What do you mean?" he asked as I finished undressing. I crawled up on the bed, and he said, "Uh...better lock the door." I laughed, got up, hard on swinging in the breeze, and locked his door. I returned to the bed, crawled up, and crawled under the covers, but left my feet hanging out, near his head. I grabbed his hard dick, and sucked it into my mouth. He groaned, and then, realizing that my dick was in reach, he scootched down so that we could 69 in comfort. I couldn't believe how good and hot his mouth felt on my dick. He bobbed his head up and down, tonguing the bottom side of my dick head, sending all kinds of pleasure waves thru my body. I played follow-the-leader, and whatever he did to me, I did to him. He picked up on that pretty quickly, and started to teach me to deep throat his dick. Like I mentioned, Mark's dick is about 7", and kind of thick. Mine is a hair shorter, and a bit thinner. He was having no problems deep throating me, but every time his dick hit the back of my throat, I'd gag. Finally, he said, "Babe, try this. Ease my dick into your mouth until it's almost at the back of your throat." I did. "Ok, now, go a little deeper until it just starts to touch the back of your throat." I did. "Ok, now, swallow, and push it against the back of your throat all at the same time." The first time, I gagged, but I realized that I had waited too long to swallow. I tried again, and all of a sudden, his dick was in my throat. "Uuurrrggg," he gurgled. I pulled back so that his dick was in my mouth again, and I tried that swallowing trick again. It worked again, and my nose was in his nuts. He was loving his dick in my throat, and I was loving that I was doing it. He leaned over and started sucking me again, and we were bringing each other very, very close. He pulled off my dick, and started licking and sucking my nuts. I followed suit. Then, he pulled my butt back, and worked his way into my butt crack, and started rimming me. I remembered how much he had liked it when I did him in the coaches office, and I understood why. When his tongue touched my butt, it sent something like an electrical current straight out the end of my dick. I almost came right there. I fought off the urge to cum, and started licking his ass the way he liked. We were both licking, and biting, and sucking each others assholes, getting them both very, very wet. I started working a finger into his ass, and he did the same to me. The more I licked, the more spit I worked into his butt, and soon, I had two fingers in him, and he had two fingers in me. He stopped licking, and said, "Are you close?" I said, "Yeah, pretty close, why?" "Well, I'm gonna show you something, and if you cum, I want it to be in my mouth. So, I'm gonna talk you thru finding what I'm going to do to you." "Ok, I said." "Ok," Mark said, "using your middle finger, feel up inside me, behind my dick, until you find a little hard, knobby feeling thing." I pushed in and out, and then I felt it! When my finger hit it, Evan jerked. I jerked my head up and said, "Did I hurt you?" "No, in fact, the opposite is true. You just found my prostate." "And that's good?" "It's more than good, babe," he said. "See if you can find it again." I pushed back to where I thought it was, and sure enough, I found it, and he tensed up. "Are you sure I'm not hurting you?" I asked. I noticed that my dick was starting to go soft. Evan said, "After I finish you off, you do this to me, ok?" "Ok," I said. With his finger still up my butt, Evan leaned over and took my dick in his mouth. He sucked me until I was hard again, and then started fingering my ass again. Without warning, he hit something inside me that made me see stars. Between his sucking mouth, and him massaging my prostate, I came in less than thirty seconds, and it was the most intense climax I had ever had. I must have shot a quart of cum. However much it was, Evan drank every drop. "I waited long enough for that," he said after I finally quit spurting. "And it's mighty tasty!" After a couple of minutes, when I had regained my composure, I rimmed him again until he was good and wet, and then started sucking on him, massaging his prostate. Like me, he didn't last long, and I was drinking my lovers essence once again. When he had finished cumming, I leaned up and kissed him. We held each other for a while, just cuddling, and kissing. I don't exactly remember when it started getting passionate again, but it wasn't long, and we were both fully erect, and ready for action. "Ok, Mark," I said, "I want to give myself to you." He reached in the table beside his bed and got some lotion, and he started rimming me again. This time, he made me just lie there and take it. He had me lay face down on the bed as he rimmed, and fingered my ass. After only a few minutes, he had three fingers in my ass, and I was ready. I put the rubber on him as he put lotion all up in my ass. "This is hand lotion, and it won't last forever," he said. "If you start feeling uncomfortable, just tell me, and I'll put more on my dick, which will lube you up, ok?" "Ok," I said. He got me up on my hands and knees. He put the head of his dick up to my ass, and told me to both push back, and push like I was taking a dump. I did, and the whole head of his dick popped into my ass. The pain was intense, but he was laying on my back, talking to me gently, helping me to relax. Before too long, the pain was almost completely gone, and I was pushing against him, taking more of him into me. It was the most unusual feeling. I felt full, but it felt great. Then, I could feel his pubic hair against my butt, and I knew that he was all the way in. He left his dick in me for a moment, and then pulled back, pulling out of me. I felt empty, and pushed back trying to recapture his rod. He accommodated me, and pushed it back in. But he pulled it back again. "Quit pulling it out!" I said. He chuckled and said, "That's what I'm SUPPOSED to do, remember?" He couldn't see me, but I blushed and said, "Oh, yeah." "I think you're pretty much used to me being in you, let me pull out, and turn you on your back," he said. So we did. Once he pulled out, I couldn't wait to get him back in me. Soon, he was buried to the hilt in me again, and started slowly rocking in and out of me, screwing me, but good. Then he leaned in, and started kissing me. I was moaning, and he giggled and told me to be quiet, so that we wouldn't wake his parents. He kept up his rocking motion, and it wasn't long before he began to pick up steam, pistoning in and out, faster and faster. He started kissing me again, and soon he was whimpering, and he jammed his dick all the way up into me and grunted. I could feel his dick pulsing in my butt, and when I looked down, there was cum all over my belly! I had cum while he was screwing me! After just a moment, he collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. As his breathing started to return to normal, he said into my hear, "I love you, Evan." "I love you, too, Mark. Happy birthday." We only used that one condom that night. He eventually slipped from me, we each snuck over to the bathroom and cleaned up, pulled on our underwear, and went to sleep in each others arms. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There's been more to happen to us over the summer, and as school started back. Because things are so hectic, it may take a bit for me to tell you what's been going on.