Date: Thu, 19 Dec 2002 11:04:57 -0500 From: Lee Mariner Subject: Mark - Series Part #61 MARK By Lee Mariner December 2002 DISCLAIMER: This story is a fictional fantasy that depicts homosexual acts between young men and boys. It is intended for adult reading only. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. Any such perceived similarity is purely coincidental. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE. DO NOT ENGAGE IN UNPROTECTED SEX, IT CAN LEAD TO A LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCE. All stories that I have written or I am writing can be found in the Nifty Archives listed under prolific authors using the pen name of Lee Mariner. This work is copyrighted (c) by the author and may not be reproduced or copied without the specific written consent of the author. It is assigned to the Nifty Archives under the provisions of their submission guidelines but it may not be copied or archived on any other site without the written consent of the author. Copyright: December 2002 - Author: Lee Mariner - All Rights are Reserved. Mariner23502@hotmail.com * * * * * * * * * Chapter #61 Dining at ChoLin's was almost an erotic experience but we had a pleasant dinner and images of ChoLin's nephew and cousin's lingered in my mind. The thought of William needing me to stay over had another appeal as well as helping him out. ChoLin's suggestion had been exciting and all three of his relatives were stunning but HocChow was fascinating, mysterious. His jet-black hair and brooding black eyes with the magnificence of his golden muscled body was almost incomparable. The thought of an experience with any of the three was stimulating and I felt a little flushed thinking about it and a slight tickling in my loins was stimulating. Darkness hid many things and at that moment I was glad it was dark in the car but it was not so dark that William didn't sense what I was thinking. "They were exciting weren't they Lee?" "How do you always know what I am thinking Uncle Bill?" "Ah Lee, one would have to be blind and not know it. When you are silent, as you are now, you are usually deep in thought about a recent event such as meeting three magnificent young men. ChoLin noticed it at the restaurant and made his discreet suggestion of a possible liaison. You declining the offer amused him but he also understood the connection between you and Mark. That's what he meant by his comments. Orientals are a very discerning people Lee and absolutely discreet." "I understood what he said and the offer was tempting but it didn't really seem appropriate right then. I've never been in bed with an Oriental and I admit it was exciting thinking about what the twins might be like." "The twins? You do surprise me, I was thinking you found HocChow attractive." "HocChow yes, but the twins wearing those revealing black leather vests and flowing silk pantaloons was exciting. Their black hair and eyes matched what they were wearing and the scarlet red sashes only accented their sexiness. Their smooth muscled bodies glowed golden in the soft light of the chandeliers. HocChow is magnificently built like Mark but the twins oozed sex." "Well now, you seem to be taken by the Oriental mystique. They are an exciting people. Perhaps you should reconsider ChoLin's suggestion?" "There you go, reading my mind again. Do you think Charles would mind driving Mark home Sunday?" "Of course not. When it comes too Mark and Calvin, there is not much Charles will not do. Here's the house, care for a nightcap or do you have other plans?" "A nightcap, yes, but any other plans are contingent on what Mark has in mind. I'm pretty sure what they are but he hasn't said outright." "I see you are acquiring some insight into Mark's inner self." "You know as well as I do Uncle Bill that I cannot or would not try and control him. Nothing is happening that you or I did not know would happen. History repeats itself, you taught me and I have tried to pass it on. Mark is growing not just in body but also mentally and I saw the attraction between him and Mark before he did. It's like you said earlier, a blind man would have seen it. They both love each other but I don't think Mark is ready to make a binding commitment just yet." "I'm sure you know Mark's feelings better then I do in that regard. Calvin, I do know, is devoted to him but he has sense enough not to pursue the issue. Calvin is one of those rare individuals that makes a commitment for life and his devotion too Mark takes precedence over any other individual." * * * * * * * * * Mark and Calvin were out of the car almost before Charles stopped. Their excitement to be alone was obvious and as soon as William and I were out, the pleading started. "Uncle Bill, would it be alright if I showed Mark my new apartment?" "New apartment?" I thought looking at William, a little surprised. "The other part of the surprise Lee. Calvin has his own apartment now and at the insistence of Charles I might add. Don't you want to show it too Lee also?" "Ahhhhh, yes, I'm sorry Uncle Lee. Would you like to see it?" Calvin said, slightly embarrassed by the mild rebuke, but there was a decided lack of enthusiasm in his invitation. "Thanks Calvin but you go ahead and show it to Mark. I'll check it out another time, right now Uncle Bill and I are going inside for a drink." For a moment I thought they both were going to let out a whoop of joy but instead they spun around and raced off. I saw a look of appreciation in Mark's eyes. "And you are growing wiser." William said grinning at me as we watched the two of them running in the direction of the garage. * * * * * * * * * Calvin had my hand and was almost dragging me through the darkness in the direction of the garage. I glanced back for just a moment at Uncle Lee and William walking up the steps into the house. It surprised me at first that he and William had not asked us if we wanted something with them. I remembered what he had said about Calvin and I earlier and a warm spark deep inside of me told me why I loved him so much. Calvin's new apartment was over the garage and there was a stairway built into the outside of the garage wall leading up to the doorway. "I didn't think they would let us get away that easily Mark." Calvin said fumbling in his pocket for the keys and excited tremor in his tone. "Me neither, how long have you had your own apartment?" "I only moved in last Monday. There are still some things I need but Uncle Bill said we would finish the decorating later, he knew I was excited about moving in. Close your eyes before I open the door." Calvin said taking my hand again. Closing my eyes, I followed as Calvin led me inside. I could smell the aroma of light musky incense but I kept my eyes closed waiting for Calvin. I don't know if it was being alone with Calvin or the new apartment but I felt an excitement building inside of me. I heard the click of the door being locked and then Calvin pressing against me from behind, locking his two strong muscled arms around my rib cage. He laid his chin on my shoulder and his English Leather Cologne blending with the musk incense was an intoxicating odor. The excitement was almost unbearable. The feel of his hands exploring my chest and my cock starting to harden was agonizingly delicious and I moaned softly. "Calvin. . . . .!!! No fair, you're teasing me." "Open your eyes." He whispered huskily in my ear, pressing his hard cock against my ass holding me tight. The apartment was sparsely furnished with a dark mahogany leather couch, matching chair, cocktail table and television set and a room sized Persian carpet covered most of the floor. Through an open door leading into the adjoining room I could see a bed in the dim light but nothing else. Calvin loosened his hands and I twisted facing him covering his lips with mine. We both could feel the desire, the heat of passion flowing between us as our tongues twisted in mock combat. His brilliant blue eyes sparkled and leaning his head back slightly he licked his lips teasingly. "It's nice Calvin but I want to look at you, I've been wanting to all week since Uncle Lee said we were coming down." "Then lets go where we both can look." Calvin said a little coquettishly, starting to unbutton his shirt. The bedroom was as sparsely furnished as the living room. There was a Bowflex exercise machine in one corner, a large queen sized bed with two nightstands but no chairs. There were built in drawers and a large walk in closet being built on one wall but it was not finished. Calvin turned a small light that was on one of the nightstands on and faced me, his fingers slowly unbuttoning his shirt exposing his smooth soft chest muscles. His eyes gleamed in the soft light and he had an impish smile on his face. I sat on the edge of the bed removing my shoe, watching him undress, fascinated by the slow deliberate way he disrobed, enticing, teasing. I had seen Calvin's body before when we had made love but this time it was like I was seeing him for the first time. His chest muscles were thicker and more defined. Both dark brown breasts seemed larger and their nipples protruded as if asking to be sucked. I could feel pre-seminal fluids oozing from the crown of my throbbing cock and I wanted to grab him and suck on those nipples but I watched, my breathing becoming more labored. Slowly, tantalizingly he moved his fingers in a dance over his hard flat stomach and followed the thick black hairline down from his belly button to the top of his slacks and caressed the very large bulge in his crotch. I felt my mouth getting dryer as I watched, licking my lips, a deep ache in my nuts. Calvin unzipped his slacks and dropped them to the floor. He stood in snow-white briefs his thick hard cock clearly exposed through the stretched fabric. Bending over, he took his slacks completely off and then slid his fingers under the waistband of his briefs slowly gyrating his hips. I was so hot, I didn't wait for Calvin to reveal himself completely but dropped down on my knees in front of him, my unbuttoned shirt flapping. Grabbing his hands I looked up at him and pulled his briefs down. His cock sprang free like a horse leaving the starting gate. Pre-seminal juice covered the crown and I opened my mouth taking as much as I could, sucking the flowing juice from it mixing it with my saliva. I heard Calvin groaning as I greedily sucked his leaking cock and he leaned over me pushing my shirt over my shoulders. "Suck it Mark," he hissed thrusting his hips forward trying to fuck my face. His cock was a hot throbbing piston filling my mouth and I quickly unzipped my pants pushing them down around my knees. Calvin held my head with both hands and I matched his slow driving rhythm pumping my cock. Seminal fluid flowed and I used it as a lubricant as I jerked off and sucked as much of Calvin's cock as I could. We were filled with the lust and need for each other and wave after wave of hot ecstasy shot through my body and I could feel his legs quivering as his cock hardened, swelling filling my mouth even more. With a deep groan, he held my head tight and thick streams of hot sperm gushed with each spasm filling my mouth. Swallowing only helped a little and I felt the oozing of his cream at the corners of my lips. The taste was as if he was feeding me an aphrodisiac and I moaned loudly at the intense feeling swelling up from my loins. Grabbing my shirt from the floor, where Calvin had dropped it, I covered the thick hardness of my cock and my pent-up load gushed out in thick molten streams. It felt as if my body was being drained of energy. Calvin held my head tight against his pelvis with one hand as his cock slowly softened and slowly ran his other hand over my tense back muscles. I felt him slowly relaxing and a feeling of weakness filled me as my muscles relaxed. His cock slipped from my lips and he slipped his hands in my armpits lifting me up still holding my cloth-covered cock. Putting his arms around me he pinned my arms to my side. His lips were velvety soft and his tongue slipped smooth, gently in my mouth. He sucked the sperm, saliva mixture from me and leaned back grinning his eyes sparkling. "I caught you off guard didn't I?" He said quietly his eyes still gleaming. "You sure did but you had just what I wanted. God you tasted good but I've got a mess in my hand." "You do don't you?" He said pushing me back on the bed and taking the messed up shirt from me." Let me clean it off." Kneeling in front of me, he started wiping the sperm from my stomach and pubic hair. Each time the cloth touched my still partially hard cock it was like an electric shock rushed to my nuts. "Easy Calvin, it's still sensitive." "And still half hard, this might feel better." He said taking my cock in his mouth. The intense sensation sent hot burning shocks through my body, my muscles tightened and I gasped. "Oh Christ Calvin." I said pulling his mouth off of my swelling sensitive cock. "I was just cleaning it for you." "Yeah, you mean you were trying to drive me crazy." I said swinging up on the bed, patting the mattress beside me. Calvin lay beside me, his head on my chest just below my chin. He was warm, breathing softly and I closed my eyes, breathing in the clean smell of his hair. He was making small circles round my breast nipples with his fingers, sending soft shivers through me. "You know Calvin, this is the first time we have been alone together." I said softly running my fingers through his thick black hair. "We've been together before Mark, two or three times." "Yeah but not alone in your bedroom and in your bed. We've been together at the motel and up on the farm but this is your place and we just made love in it for the first time." "Not yet we haven't." Calvin said sitting up. He turned sideways, throwing one leg over me his inner thigh on top of my cock and using his arm and hand as a headrest he looked down at me. "What did we just do Calvin if we didn't make love?" "You sucked my cock while you jerked off, that's not making love. That's just sex. I enjoyed it but we won't be making love until you take me and I take you. That will be making love, the sharing of each other." "Now you sound just like Uncle Lee. He talks that way." "Uncle Bill too." "You've been too bed with Uncle Bill?" "No but we have talked about different things and he knows how much I love you. I would if he asks me but he hasn't. I don't think he ever will Mark, he isn't like that. I haven't been in bed with anyone except you and Lee." He said brushing my lips with his and I could smell the sweetness of his breath. Pulling his mouth too mine we kissed and I rolled over on top of his hard smooth body my cock dropping between his legs. His eyes were soft and locked with mine. I felt deep feelings stirring inside of me. "I love you to Calvin, almost from the first time we met." His eyes glistened as he looked into mine and whispered softly, "Take me Mark, please. Make love too me, make me a part of you." Sitting back on my heels, I gazed down at Calvin's gorgeous body. Pre-cum flowed from his cock filling the small cavity of his inny belly button. Mixing it with the fluid seeping from my cock I spit in my hand and slowly opened his anus with my finger, using it as a lubricant. His muscles were as tight as steel bands and I slowly massaged his chest and stomach as I entered his anus with my finger. His eyes were closed and he had a smile on his face. His muscles relaxed slowly until my finger moved in and out easily. Lifting Calvin's legs on my shoulders I leaned forward until the head of my dripping cock was pressing against his quivering asshole. I was trembling with desire but I didn't want to plunge into Calvin like a rutting bull in heat. Leaning forward a little more, I let the weight of my body push my cock against the resistance of his anus and my foreskin sliding back as the head slipped inside until his sphincter snapped tight behind the head. We both gasped at the intense pressure of tightening muscles, Calvin's eyes widening slightly as he moaned. "Yes Mark, yes, fuck me. Push it in, I want to feel you deep inside of me." Pushing down with my hips, my cock sank deeper in the hot rectal passage of his ass until I reached his bowls. He gripped the base of my cock with his anal muscle and rolled his head from side to side, his eyes closed. I waited for a few moments until he relaxed, adjusting to the pressure of my cock imbedded deep inside his body. I felt as if I had thrust my cock into the white-hot depths of a metal forge and waves of intense heat washed over me. Rivulets of sweat were rolling down my back into the crack of my ass wetting my balls. With slow deliberate thrusts I set a piston motion that drove my cock deep. Calvin's prostate was hard and every time I brushed it with my cock he would tighten up and groan softly. His steel hard cock would pulse shooting a thick glob of seminal fluid on his stomach and his balls would roll up over the base of his cock, nestled in my thick pubic hair. His grip on my biceps was like being held in a vice and he drove his hips upwards meeting my driving hips and I felt my heavy balls slapping against his ass with each downward plunge. The intensity of feeling that was flowing through my body and Calvin's meeting ever thrust as I drove my cock deep in his bowels was like a metaphysical power was taking control of both of us. Hot thick sperm was boiling in my retracting nuts forcing a deep groan from inside of me as it gushed upward, spasm after spasm, filling his bowels. Every muscle in my body tightened and I slipped into an encompassing euphoric fog with only the thought of driving my sperm gushing cock deeper into his bowels with each thrust. Every throbbing spasm of my cock was like a trigger and Calvin groaned as his cock erupted shooting thick threads of his seed over his chest and stomach. With a muscle quivering thrust I groaned as my nuts emptied, collapsing on top of Calvin. He dropped his legs on the bed and held me tight, my cock still imbedded deep inside of him. Slowly we both relaxed in the soft afterglow of total exhaustion, tight muscles relaxing, pounding hearts slowly subsiding as our breathing returned almost to normal. Calvin worked his sphincter muscle stripping the last drops from my cock as it slowly slipped from inside of his body. When the head slipped from his gripping sphincter, I felt my asshole tighten at the sensation of being released. Slipping from on top of him, I reached for the shirt lying on the floor and used it again wiping his chest and stomach. Calvin laid quietly, his eyes closed and breathing slowly. I reached to the bottom of the bed and pulled a light blanket over us. He turned cuddling closer and I took him in my arms kissing his forehead. We slowly drifted off, the scent of musk and English Leather floating in the air. * * * * * * * * * Following William through the door, I glanced back and saw Mark and Calvin disappear through the door into his new apartment. The floor over the garage had been storage when I was younger but I couldn't remember William ever mentioned converting it into an apartment. "William, when did you convert the storage over the garage into an apartment? I recall you used it for storing mannequins and other things for downstairs." "I did once Lee back when you were a boy. When Charles came with me, he needed a place and we re-did it into an apartment. Except for the electrical and plumbing, Charles did most of the work. Calvin was going to use one of the other bedrooms here but Charles convinced me he needed his own place. Some of the furnishings are from his mother's house but there are still a few things Calvin wants before it is finished." "Calvin really did need his own place Mr. Lee." Charles said coming into the room carrying a tray with glasses and bottles. "I didn't need all of that room and it would be easier for Calvin to entertain his friends there. You understand Mr. Lee, young people are less intimidated without older people around." "Charles is right Lee, it is better for Calvin. He can do his studies from school and be less reserved then he would have been living in the main house. Would you care to join us Charles?" "I would William but Mr. Lee still needs to be driven too his motel unless he is staying with you tonight?" "Any other time I would Charles but not tonight and for some reason I have a feeling you will be driving me home alone." "Did you really think otherwise Lee? Calvin has been like a nervous cat in a room full of rocking chairs all week waiting for you and Mark." "Not really Uncle Bill, Mark's been the same way. What was it someone once said, "youth is wasted on the young"? Whoever said it must never have been young." "Some people are born old. Will you be driving over tomorrow or waiting for Cliff?" "I've forgotten but did Cliff say he would call when he was on his way or when he got here? If he isn't going to be here until Sunday, I have some calls I need to make and tomorrow would be a good time since I might have the time." "And Mark?" William said smiling over the rim of his glass. "I don't think I need worry about where he will be. You might call me though if Cliff changes his plans." I said finishing my drink. "I will but you know you don't have to leave." William said, his eyes searching my face. "I know that but I'll be here until Tuesday at least." "And you just said, "Youth was wasted on the young". Charles will drive you." "Good night Uncle Bill, thanks for a wonderful evening." * * * * * * * * * Driving back too the motel, I sat in front with Charles. He never was one that talked very much and I was wondering about Calvin's mother and how she was doing. From what I had been told, she was not doing that well. "Charles how is Mrs. Masters doing? I understand she is in a nursing home?" "She is doing as well as can be expected Mr. Lee. Calvin visits her almost daily and Mr. William has seen to it that she is well taken care of. I'm afraid it won't be that long though." "I'm sorry to hear that. Calvin seems to be handling it well." "He does not show his emotions that much Mr. Lee, the hurt is inside. That's one of the reasons I asked William about letting him have the apartment. A young man needs his privacy at times. My boys had each other and Calvin has Mark to help him when he needs it." "I didn't mean to bring up bad memories Charles, I'm sorry." "I don't have bad memories any longer." He said, driving up too the motel entrance. "Good night Charles, thanks." I said opening the car door. "Good night Mr. Lee." * * * * * * * * * It was just a little past midnight when I walked in the motel lobby. I didn't recognize the young lady behind the registration desk. She looked up as I walked in, "may I help you sir?" "No thanks, I'm already registered, Lee Michaels." I said, walking to the lounge entrance. I didn't really expect that Paul would still be on duty since he was only supposed to work until 10PM and I hadn't figured on Mark staying with Calvin or we could have met after he got off. There were several couples sitting at tables but no one sitting at the bar. Eric was at the end of the bar talking with the waitress and when he saw me walk in, he moved to the center of the bar. The resemblance with Paul was obvious except for the smoldering green eyes. His shoulders were wide and the white satin shirt he was wearing clung too his chest and arms showing the sculpted definition of his muscled body. He was wearing an embroidered green vest over the shirt that snapped shut at the waist revealing a flat stomach and very narrow waist. He had a ruddy complexion like Paul that enhanced the brilliance of his eyes and even white teeth and I could see the tip of his pink tongue running over his lower teeth through his partially opened lips. His eyes locked with mine and they held a hint of arrogant confidence, watching as I approached the bar. "In for a nightcap Mr. Michaels?" He said reaching for the Chevas Regal. "It's Lee, Erik, and yes, one before bed. Neat but put an ice cube in it." "I know, Paul told me what you drink. How has your evening been?" "We had an excellent Chinese dinner with friends. Mark decided to stay over with them but I came on back. I have some work to do tomorrow and if I had stayed over with them, it would mean breakfast and probably not getting back here until late in the morning. Looks like you have been a little busy here tonight?" "Along with the waste of a perfectly good motel room. Paul told me your suite was the first one they re-did. I haven't seen it but it's probably much like #110, the one we use sometimes." He said before moving to where the waitress was beckoning. Sipping my drink I checked out his rear. The dark green slacks he was wearing were tight and he had a perfect concaved bubble butt. The vest design and red piping was almost like an arrow directing your gaze downward and the fabric stretched tight showing the crack between his buns. When he turned to walk back in my direction, there was a noticeable bulge in his crotch lying on the left side of his zipper. He knew I was looking and walked deliberately slow watching my eyes. I expected he would brush his hand over the bulge in his pants but as other so many other guys would have done, he didn't. "That's a nice looking uniform Eric. They must be new?" "They are, Paul and Mr. Thompson designed them. The vest on mine is a little tight though. I must have put on a few pounds since they took our measurements." "It looks like it fits you perfectly." I said deliberately lowering my eyes. "Thanks, glad you like it. Want a freshener?" "Just touch it up Eric and then I better be going." "There's no need to rush off Lee, I'm on until two." "And after two?" "Since I don't have to be in as early as Paul does, there is an after hours club on Magnolia that I stop by sometimes and unwind. When Paul left earlier, I told him I might stop there for a couple of drinks so he wouldn't wait up for me." "Would you like to stop by my room for a drink, there's a bar and I'll mix the drinks?" I said quietly. "I'd like that Lee but I don't want to keep you up." He said, his eyes sparkling. Sitting my empty glass on the bar I looked in his eyes, "You won't Eric, you'd be surprised how a hot shower helps me stay up." "I bet it does." He said as I left. * * * * * * * * *