Date: Wed, 17 Oct 2001 08:02:04 -0400 From: Lee Mariner Subject: mark 7 ____________________________________________________________________________ WARNING: This is a fantasy depicting gay males involved in homosexual acts. If you are not of legal age to be reading this material or you do not approve, please exit. Thank you for your consideration. ____________________________________________________________________________ Chapter #8 The bathroom was just off the workout room and it was a small afterthought that his brother had when he built it. There was a face sink, commode and small shower, not big at all. When he opened the door, he realized they both would not be able to use it at the same time. Lee turned to Mark and said "Mark, you go ahead and shower while I get some towels for us. He turned to walk upstairs and realizing he was naked grabbed his robe and started to put it on. "Uncle Lee", Mark said "there is no one home but us you know." He stood there his eyes twinkling as he said it, his still half hard cock swaying a little. "Besides" he said, " do you know where Mom keeps the towels?" Stopping and looking at his nephew standing there with that innocent impish grin, he said " being a little smart ass aren't we? Where does she keep them?" Before he answered, Mark took his now hardening cock in his fingers and swayed it back and forth looking at his uncle. Grinning he said "does this look little too you Uncle Lee." Mark thrust his hip forward slightly as he played with himself, his cock rapidly swelling to full staff. Lee moved over close to Mark and taking his face in his hands, he said "you are a little vixen aren't you?" Before he heard the answer he pressed his lips against the luscious ones being offered, he could feel his cock stiffening. Separating their lips, Lee felt Mark thrusting his groin against his and he heard Mark saying very softly, "Uncle Lee I want you" in a very husky voice. Lee felt him starting to slip down to his knees but he put his hands under his arms and lifted him back up. "Mark, Mark" he said " it already late and there are things I want to do so we can get back by the time your mom and dad get home. There will be time for us to be together, plenty of time." He felt Mark's strong arms around his waist pulling him tight grinding their hard cock's against each other. Looking into those beautiful hazel eyes, he could see the deep desire and love they held. He could feel Mark's hands running up his back and pressing on his shoulder blades squeezing his chest tight against his. As he was trying to resist the urges washing over his body, he heard in a very husky sexy voice "I am going to remind you of that Uncle Lee, you don't know how bad I want you." Brushing his lips across Lee's cheek, he turned and walked into the shower with a "towels in the closet at the head of the stairs." The water started to flow. Standing there for a moment, Lee thought "what have I done?" He moved up the steps to retrieve the towels. Walking back down the steps, he could hear Mark splashing in the water and his outline through the opaque curtain. He closed the lid to the commode and sitting down he asked "Mark, how did you find out I was gay?" >From the other side of the curtain Mark told his uncle "I heard mom and dad talking about it when you called and told them you would be coming home for a visit." Pausing for a moment, Lee said "why would they be talking about it, they have known I was gay for a long time." He heard the water stop and the curtain slide back. He stood there, his body glistening from the water and the overhead light. Lee was again struck by the beauty and perfection of Mark's body, golden and smooth. He sat there holding the towel's marveling at how gorgeous his nephew was. A thought flashed through his mind "I can't give him up but what am I going to do?" Reaching for a towel, he heard "Uncle Lee, it is a little cold standing here wet." Lee muttered "Sorry Mark, here". He handed him a large soft towel and Mark stepped out of the shower to dry himself. Lee stepped into the shower and glancing at Mark drying himself he slid the curtain closed and turned on the water. As he was soaping himself down, Lee heard "why are you worried about that Uncle Lee? I kind of figured you were gay before I heard them." Lee responded "we will talk about it later, okay?" He rinsed off and slid the curtain back and Mark was holding out a towel for him. Mark was standing there in front of him as he was drying his back and he heard that long low whistle again and "God Uncle Lee you are really built." Mark reached out and ran his fingers over his uncles smooth, defined chest muscles. Lee involuntarily suck in his breath at the feel. Leaning over, he gave Mark a peck on the nose and said "kiddo we better get moving." Mark turned and with a little giggle, he ran up the steps. As they were both dressing, they talked about Mark going into his senior year and going to college after he graduated. He slipped into his jockey briefs and a pair of soft light gray shorts. He chose a mint green Tommy Hilfiger golf shirt that matched perfectly. He noticed Mark had put on a jock strap and not briefs as he slipped into a pair of denim cutoffs that outlined his ass and showed a nice bulge in the crotch. He selected a dark blue Fruit of the Loom "T" shirt that looked like it was 2 sizes smaller then it should be. Then he noticed how it molded itself to his torso, pecs, lats and ribbed stomach. Talk about dressing for effect, he obviously knew how, he was stunning even dressed. They heard the door bell ring and Lee went to answer it, a young man stood outside on the porch. Opening the door, he said "may I help you?" The young man asked his name, he identified himself and asked "how may I help you" for the second time. The young man gave his name as Charles Fentress. Lee did not know him and Mark shook his head no. Looking in the folder he had, he said "I am from Enterprise Car Rental and I have the SUV your ordered." Looking over the young mans shoulder, he saw the Ford Explorer and another car. Mark looked around him at the young man and the SUV. He whistled again. Lee took the offered folder and asked Mark to run and get his wallet off the dresser for him. As Mark left, he was reading and then signing the contract when he returned with it. Lee took out 3 $100 dollar bills and the young man signed the receipt section of the contract and handed him the key's. Looking at Mark as he did "he said thank you sir and have a good day." His eyes lingered for a moment and then turned and walked away. Suddenly he turned and said "the address to our office is on the contract with our telephone number and my name, thanks again." Lee wondered whose benefit that was for as he closed the door. As he turned, he heard "Wow, Uncle Lee he was cute wasn't he?" Looking at him, Lee said "yes but you are cuter, lets get moving." He felt just a twinge of jealousy at the remark. Making sure that Mark had his keys, they checked the house to be sure it was locked up and headed for the Explorer. When they got inside and Lee had checked all the papers to make sure all of the insurance and emergency information was in the glove box, he asked "Do you have an operators permit Mark?" Mark assured him he did and reaching for his wallet he produced it for his uncle. Lee knew that as long as he was in the vehicle, he could let him drive. Just as they started to pull away, he exclaimed loudly "damn Mark, we didn't clean up the cum on the mat in the weight room." Mark said, "no problem Uncle Lee, dad has seen that before and never said anything about it." Lee thought "before" but he didn't inquire further just then. "What about your mother and Retta?" "They never go in there very often, they say it smells too bad" he said as he grinned at Lee. They headed down the hill, first stop the cemetery to visit his father's grave. On the way, they pulled into a 7-11 and he bought a small cheap cooler, ice, six pack of beer and pepsi. A couple of bags of chips and they were ready to go. Reaching the cemetery, they parked on the interior roadway and walked over to the family burial plot. Lee's grandparents, an uncle and his parents were buried together. His dad had died while he was in Saudi Arabia and he had not been able to get back for the funeral. When John had called him by overseas telephone, he broke down although he and his father had never been really close. Lee suspected why but it had never been mentioned, at least not by his father. He sent John his share of the expenses although he said he could take care of that later if he wanted to. Lee was not going to give Doug anything to talk about. He felt Mark holding his hand and leaning against him and he was crying softly. Placing his arm around his shoulders he pulled him closer. Looking at his dad's marker, he said to Mark "you miss him kid?" "Yes Uncle Lee, I sure do. He was the greatest, don't you miss him? Lee nodded his head and whispered "yeah kiddo, I miss him." He didn't mention anything else about the slight estrangement between he and his father. Holding each other, they walked back to the SUV and Lee handed Mark a couple of the napkins he had gotten at the 7-11. They both got inside and he pulled himself a beer from the cooler and handed a pepsi to Mark. Mark asked "Uncle Lee, may I have one of your beers?" Lee thought what the hell, why not. He handed him a Coors. They sat there for a few minutes taking long pulls on the beer. Lee was thinking about both of his parents and back over the years. His mother had died the year before he left the country when Mark was only 11, a heart attack took her. His dad had died the same way. He missed them both but especially his mother. Giving a big sigh, he said "guess we better get moving to Corinth across the river." Looking at his uncle, Mark said "why we going over there Uncle Lee?" As he drove out of the cemetery, he told Mark "I always try and check the graves of my mother's parents, your other set of grandparents. They both are buried in an old family cemetery that is not kept up like this one." Again looking at him, Mark asked "why don't dad ever go over there, they are his grandparents too, aren't they? As he drove, he tried to answer Mark's question. "Mother's parents lived in the country and we seldom visited them. We did attend their funerals but after that only your grandmother would visit occasionally to be sure everything was okay. After she died, your dad sort of figured there were enough cousins to take care of the cemetery." "Gee" Mark said, "I never knew all that. You mean I have cousins over there?" Lee explained that they were 2nd and 3rd cousins so not very close. He wished they were not in bucket seats, he wanted to hold him. They both sat silent for awhile and finished their beers. Mark asked for another but Lee said later. They crossed the river and Mark was asking all kinds of questions and Lee was trying to answer as many as he could. He didn't know the boy had not been over in the state and didn't really know anything about this side of his family. Swinging off the Interstate at the Corinth exit, he noticed the town never changed. It had 1 feed store, 1 pool room, 1 small grocery store and a Dollar Store where you could buy cheap trinkets and clothing. The gas station had been moved over by the interstate exit, more business there. Mark had fell silent as he tooled the Explorer down State 22 and the dirt road he knew led to the cemetery. Swinging off onto the road, he knew it was going to be a little bumpy. He had asked for an SUV because of this. Mark's head swiveling from side to side looking at everything. The sunlight through the windows bathed his body and although his hair was light brown, it absorbed the light and looked golden. The light hair on his forearms and thighs glinted golden against his smooth muscled skin, his biceps swelling slight at each movement of his arms. The dark blue pullover and denim shorts he had selected accented that golden beauty and made him more desirable. Lee forced himself to watch the road as he felt a swelling in his crotch that Mark noticed. Reaching the small cemetery, he swung the vehicle off in a very small pull off and turned off the engine. Giving a big "whew", he said "here we are." He felt a hand slide into his lap. Leaning towards his uncle Mark said "do you always get so excited so easily Uncle Lee?" Mark squeezed his uncles hardening restrained cock as he looked at him with little flecks of gold in his expressive eyes a slight smile playing around his lips. Placing his hand on top of Marks, he said "if you could see what I see, you would get excited too." Squeezing and playing, he told Lee "I see what I want and that excites me, feel." Lee didn't have to feel he could see the huge bulge in Marks lap. "Damn, Lee thought, why in hell do there have to be bucket seats and consoles in these things and where in hell did Mark learn how to seduce someone like he did him?" Mark sat there squeezing his uncles very had cock and tried to pull the zipper down so he could expose it to his waiting lips. Lee stopped him. "Kiddo, this is not very comfortable. How about a little later, he said." Mark pretended to pout and in a husky voice, he said "okay, for now." Lee could only think "damn, damn, damn" as he opened his door with Mark following suit. Standing up, he sucked in his gut and reached down inside his shorts to adjust his aching cock. He noticed Mark do the same thing and the bulge looked even larger then it had when cramped up. Walking around in front of the vehicle, he said looking at his uncles bulging shorts "not bad for an old man", he dodged away from a swing of his uncles well muscled arm. "Old man Lee said, I will show you old man" and he chased Mark. Catching him he pulled him tight against his body and his breath short for the exertion he said "Damn Mark you excite me more then you know, dammit I love you." Before God and country he kissed his nephew deeply and felt him respond with his tongue probing and a grinding of his hips against his. Mark groaned and sent a shiver through Lee's body. They broke the embrace and kiss, both breathing very heavily. Lee said "Mark please, as much as I want you lets check the cemetery." Mark relaxed his grip and leaning back a little he said " You want me Uncle Lee, you don't know how bad I want you, how long I have wanted you." Stopping with his chest heaving he said simply "later you promised remember?" Lee nodded is head and they moved across the road towards a small wooden gate that hung by wire from its post. Slipping the wire hoop from the wooden picket, they stepped inside the heavily overgrown cemetery. Lee ran his gaze around looking for headstones. He remembered where his grandparents were buried and walked through the tall weeks stumbling over a stone he did not see. Locating their markers, he could see the dead flowers he had planted there 4 years ago and the tall weeds hiding the stones. Tears welled up in his eyes. Speaking to no one in particular he said "damnit they don't deserve to be forgotten like this, what the hell has his mothers cousins been doing?" Looking at Mark, he said "Raymond has 3 boys and Junior has 4. You would think one of them could come up here and clean up a little." Seeing his uncles sorrow, tears started to well up in his eyes. "Uncle Lee, who are Raymond and Junior, he asked." He pressed against his uncle holding his hand tightly in his. Lee said, "oh, Mark sorry. I forgot you don't know them. They are my second cousins, your third. They are my mothers cousins." Walking back to the SUV, he dropped the tailgate so they could sit next to each other. As Mark sat next to him, he placed his arm around his shoulders and said "Well, someone should clean it up but we don't have any tools with us and it will take a good day to do it." Mark said, "we could go home get some of dad's tools and come back tomorrow." Smiling at him, he said "as late as it is today, we will be late getting back and then we would have to make another trip back here. Take us a couple of days, wish we had thought to bring some tools with us." He stroked Marks hair as he spoke, feeling the boy leaning his body against his. They sat there for a bit and then Lee sat up straight with an idea, it might work. Twisting to face Mark, he said "if Raymond or Junior have tools we might borrow them and if your mom and dad would not object, we could stay over tonight and get an early start in the morning. What do you think? We could stay at the Quality Inn over off the interstate exit." Mark was excited about the idea of staying overnight in a motel with his uncle but……..they didn't have any other clothes with them. Looking at Lee, he said "that sounds great Uncle Lee but what about clothes, we didn't bring any." "We don't need anymore Mark, we can still wear these. I don't want to clean the entire cemetery, just the area around their graves and a path leading to them." Stopping for a moment he reflected and said "that's if you want to help me?" Stiffening a little Mark said "Of course I want to help you Uncle Lee and I don't think mom and dad will object as long as I am with you." A wave of guilt washed over Lee as he thought "oh no, they won't object. They have always trusted him with Mark and now he had violated that trust. No, they won't object. Not yet." "Something wrong Uncle Lee" Mark asked? "Oh no, I was just thinking of the work we will need to do, he lied." Lee did not like lying or being deceptive. His mind quickly thought about all of the deceptive stories he had to tell since he discovered he was gay. That was lying but justified from the way people thought of gay's. "Okay Mark, lets see if we can did up some tools and call your parents." Lee said lightly as he slipped off the tailgate. Driving back to the highway, Lee drove to where he remembered Raymond lived. Pulling into the drive leading to the house, a couple of dogs started barking and a nice looking boy walked out of the barn and towards the car. Lee stopped and watched the boy walking towards the SUV through what he knew was a fenced in barnyard. He glanced at Mark and saw his eyes following the boy. Lee thought this was probably one of Raymond's sons. The boy, hell young man, was shirtless and you could see every detail of his well developed upper body. He was dark headed and had a light covering of hair across the smooth expanse of his upper torso, leading down between his obviously hard and very prominent pecs with their dark tits and nipples. The hair ran down in a center line between rock hard stomach muscles that rippled as he walked, the hair disappearing into the waistband of his work jeans. His arms swung by his side as he moved and when he lifted the heavy wooden restraining bar on the gate you could see the bulge of his biceps from the strain of lifting the bar and moving the gate. He had a covering of hair from his bicep downwards over his forearms, light and silky looking. Walking smoothly up to Lee's side of the vehicle, he said " Hello, can I help you?" His voice was deep and the tone very mellow, smooth. Lee suddenly snapped out of the trance and asked "Does Raymond Morris live here, I am his cousin." His eyes quickly ran up and down this farmboy hunk. Looking at Lee looking at him, he said "Yeah, I think he is in the house, wait and I will get him for you." He turned and walked towards the house with Lee's eyes following the smooth movement of his tight buttocks in their very tight jeans. As he was watching him walking away, he heard……… "Good god Uncle Lee he is fantastic, who is he you know?" Without looking at Mark, he said "If I am not wrong, he is probably Raymond's youngest son and I don't remember his name. I think he is 19 or 20 years old but it has been a long time since I saw him or any of the other boys. They are about my age and you are right, he is one hell of a good looking hunk." Lee was close, the boy was 21, they found out later. Again he heard Mark, "good looking, damn he is gorgeous. Did you see that body and the way he moved? Whew, I could go for him in a big way." Turning to look at his lusting nephew, Lee said "well it seems as though someone's priorities have changed at the sight of the first hunky stud to come along." Lee noticed the size of the bulge in Mark's crotch. He had swollen as well and he could feel it throbbing with the beat of his heart. He had to admit Mark was right. "Oh no Uncle Lee, but you got to admit he is something, isn't he?" Mark said telling his uncle they were coming back. Turning Lee saw a very large man walking towards them followed by the young man. He could see a slight smile on the boys face. Reaching the car, the big man said "I am Raymond Morris, and Glen said you are my cousin, that right?" He extended his hand out the window saying " I am your 2nd cousin on my mothers side. Her name was Elizabeth Morris and this is my nephew Mark." The man had an incredulous look on his face and then broke into a big smile with a "damn, you must be Bet's youngest son Lee, well I'll be damned and this is her grandson. I'll be damned. Get out and come inside. This here is Glen, my youngest. ? They heard Glen tell his father "Pop, you told them that already, hi you'all flashing a dazzling smile of perfect white teeth." Glen waved his arm slightly and they could see a patch of dark hair in his armpit. His chest rose and fell with his easy breathing and his brilliant blue eyes smiled at them. They didn't catch Glen looking at their crotches as they got out of the car. He smiled at what he saw, especially on the hunky boy. With the air of a man used to being obeyed, Raymond turned and walked back toward the house. Glen looked at them and shrugged his shoulders as he followed his father. Lee and Mark could only follow along. Send comments to: mariner23502@hotmail.com