Date: Tue, 07 Jan 2003 16:59:34 -0600
From: Mark Writer <markwriter629@hotmail.com>
Subject: Our New Life chapter 5

This story includes homosexual content. If it is illegal for you
to read such material or if such material offends you, read no
further.

Our New Life - Chapter 5 - by Mark Writer

On Sunday morning, Jim and I kissed and snuggled as we slowly
woke from a pleasant night's sleep. We climbed from bed and
sleepily strolled to the bathroom, where we lazily showered
together, which eventually included some pleasant playtime fun.
Jim and I cannot resist relieving each other's morning erections
with our soapy hands. By then, we were wide-awake.

"Denny's for breakfast?" Jim asked, as I dried his back.

"Of course," I said. "Then let's go to the beach for a while."

"Wanta check out the hot, young hunks, huh?"

"No," I said with a smile. "Get some rays to keep up my tan.
That's the excuse you always use."

"OK, Mark," Jim agreed. "After Denny's, soak up rays and eyeball
hunks."

When we pulled into the Denny's parking lot, we met Seth and Tim,
our two friends from the swim team.

"Hey, dudes," Seth said. "What's up?"

"Jim needs his Grand Slam fix," I laughed.

We went inside and joined Seth and Tim for breakfast. We joked
about the swim team and school and talked about my job and our
coming graduation. Then Tim asked about Neil and the web cam
show.

"How's your hot, young stud cousin, Jim?"

Jim explained to Tim and Seth how he had scared Neil out of doing
more cam shows.

"Damn! He was a big hit the other night, Jim. That was a hell of
a show him and his boyfriend did. They could make it big in
porn," Seth joked.

"Maybe, but not until he's legal he can't," Jim said. And we all
laughed.

We invited Seth and Tim to go to the beach with us. They agreed
and met us there. Being swimmers we're always prepared for the
beach with suits, towels, lotion and blankets in our cars.

We spent a few hours on the beach soaking up sun and enjoying the
scenery.  We're all in good shape from swim team practices and
stay well tanned from hours at the beach. So, as usual, we
received some ogling and flirtatious glances from a few teen
girls. Tim and Seth giggled and kidded each other about the
female attention.

Tim and Seth are 19 and 20 year olds, a couple of years younger
than Jim and I.  They have been our best friends since they
joined the swim team. Both have brown hair; dark tans and smooth,
trim, swimmer bodies. With their gorgeous looks, it was easy to
see why they attracted girls.

"Seth, that young, blonde chick is eyeing you," Tim said. "I
believe she's got the hots for you."

"Yeah, well, she's not my type. I've been watching the volley
ball game," Seth said. "Look at that hunk in the tight, green
trunks. What a body! I'll take him!"

"Oh, yeah!" We all said eyeballing the muscular valley ball
player.

When the hunk turned, Jim said, "Mmmm. Nice firm butt."

"Look at that bulge in the front," Tim commented, as the hunk
jumped and spiked the ball. "I'll bet he's well hung."

"Bet he's straight, though," I said.

The game ended, and a shapely girl ran to the stud, threw her
arms around him and planted a kiss on his mouth. "See! Told you!"
I laughed.

When we had our fill of sun bathing and hunk watching, we headed
for home.

"I'm hungry," Seth said, as we walked to our cars. "Why don't we
pick up some KFC, and you dudes come to our place and hang this
afternoon."

"Want to?" I asked Jim.

"Sure," Jim said. "We'll pick up some beer. Be there in a
little."

Jim stopped at a liquor store, and I got a case of Bud Lite. Then
we headed home. Tim and Seth live in our apartment complex, and
they pulled in just after us. We followed them to their
apartment.

Seth sat the KFC chicken and fixin's on the table. "Dig in,
guys," he said. "Mark, pass out some beers."

I handed out beers. Tim passed out paper plates. And we all
stuffed ourselves with chicken, mashed potatoes, slaw and beer.

"You dudes want to see one of Tim's videos he bought over break?"
Seth asked.

"Oh, yeah. You said you got some hot, new ones," I said. "Let's
see one."

"Well, maybe not as hot as Jim's cousin's show," Tim laughed.

Jim punched his shoulder and said, "Just show the damn video."

Tim put on the video. Jim and I sat on the couch, and Tim and
Seth on the floor. It was a video with two sexy young guys. They
were moving into a new apartment. Soon they tried out their new
bed by lying on it in the sixty-nine position. As the scene
unfolded and action started, I noticed each of us developing
bulges.

Seth and Tim were still wearing Speedos leaving little to the
imagination.  Seth was rubbing and tugging to make room for his
growing monster. He reached over and rubbed Tim's enlarged
package and said, "I think we need to get more comfortable."

Seth pulled his Speedo off and kicked it across the room. Tim did
the same.

"This is how we usually dress around here, dudes," Tim said.
"Make yourselves at home, too."

I pulled off my T-shirt and dropped my trunks, freeing my seven-
inches that had been straining the lining.

"We usually keep on our boxers," Jim said as he undressed, "but
this is more convenient." He laughed, reached over and flicked my
hard pole.

"Ouch," I said and grabbed his semi-hard dick.

As we watched the hot video action, we stoked our hard cocks.
Soon Jim and I were stroking each other's, and I saw Seth and Tim
were doing the same.

An unexpected knock on the door interrupted our fun. Tim quickly
found his Speedo, pulled it on, and hurried to the door. He
looked in the peephole and said, "It's Matt, and he has someone
with him."

Matt was a neighbor in the apartment complex. He, like many of
the tenants, was gay. He was a good friend of Tim and Seth and
they often hung out together.

Tim cracked the door, and the rest of us grabbed for our
swimsuits.

"Hey, Matt. Who's that with you?" Tim asked.

"Hi, Tim. Hey dudes! Don't get dressed for us," Matt responded.
"This is my bro, Jake. He's not shy. We're all guys. Got nothin'
we've not got." He said as they entered.

Matt and Jake were obvious brothers. Both were slim blondes with
blue eyes. Matt had mentioned his brother many times. They were
both gay and had fooled around since junior high school. Matt was
a sophomore and Jake would start SIU this fall. He was visiting
Matt for the rest of the summer to become familiar with the
campus.

We relaxed and welcomed Matt and Jake. They were soon undressed,
sharing the couch with Jim and I, as we watched the video. It
wasn't long before we were moaning and stroking each other once
again.

Jake certainly wasn't shy. He slid between Matt's legs and began
to lick and suck his brother's cock like a pro. Matt sighed,
closed his eyes, rested his head on the back of the couch and
enjoyed his little brother's attention.

Tim and Seth soon followed and began hungrily sucking each
other's dicks. In minutes all three pairs of us were on the floor
in sixty-nines, licking and sucking, as the, now ignored, video
continued to play in the background.

A few minutes passed, and the outgoing young Jake stood and
announced, "Time to switch, guys!" He knelt and rubbed my leg.
"Alright if I try Mark?" He asked smiling at Jim.

"OK by me," Jim said, grinning at me.

"Sure," I said. "Let's switch."

Jim joined Seth, and Matt and Tim paired off. Heads bobbed, and
the sounds of sucking and slurping filled the apartment, as well
as a few moans.

Jake's cock was at least eight inches of thick, uncircumcised
meat. I was fascinated by it. This was my first experience with
an uncut dick. I sucked and nibbled on the foreskin with my lips
and ran my tongue under it, exploring and enjoying this new toy,
before pushing the hood back with my lips to access the huge
mushroom head. I licked around the shiny head and down the thick
shaft before taking it all into my mouth.

"Ahhh! Yeah, Mark. Mmmmm." Jake moaned in approval.

Jake demonstrated his expertise with an unusual tongue technique.
He would quickly flick and flutter his tongue as he licked and
sucked the head of my cock, sending waves of pleasure through my
body.

"Oh, God! Jake, that feels so awesome," I said.

He continued until I was on the brink of shooting. As I neared
eruption, he stopped and licked the insides of my thighs and my
balls with the same tickling tongue technique. Then he returned
his attention to the head of my cock, keeping me constantly at
the brink of explosion. The feeling was fantastic.

Jake had us switch partners several more times, until we had
tried every cock in the room, and all had experienced Jake's
tongue flutter technique. Our jaws and cocks were exhausted. We
rested and cuddled with our original partners and drank the last
of the Bud Lite.

I asked, "Jake, where did you learn that tongue thing you do?
Dude, I really love it."

"Yeah, that's neat. I gotta learn to do that," Jim said as he
smiled and kissed my cheek. "And you do too, Mark."

"Just somethin' I like to do," Jake said. "Matt has always liked
it, and so has everyone else I've tried it on. I guess it's sort
of my specialty."

Tim said, "Well, Jake, with that specialty, I think you'll do
just fine here and be real popular. Don't you agree, dudes?"

Everyone laughed and agreed, as we sorted our clothes.

We said our goodbyes and left for our apartment. Exhausted from
our activities, Jim and I fell into bed and were asleep in
seconds.

The alarm soon beeped, and I started Monday with my boring
education class. After class, I met Jim and Seth at the student
center for lunch, and we laughed about the wild time we had with
Matt and Jake Sunday. Seth left for a class, and Jim and I went
back to our apartment.

The answering machine was flashing when we got home, and Jim
checked the messages. There were two. The first was a recorded
advertisement. The second was Mr. Parker, the principal from
Weldon High School. He said there was a School Board meeting
tonight, and he was going to recommend me for the math position.
He would call after the meeting to let me know if they approved
and make an appointment for me to meet with him.

"Well, well, teacher dude, sounds like the job's about wrapped
up," Jim said.

"Yeah, computer nerd, it looks like I'm about to become a real
educator."

We spent the afternoon working on projects for our classes. I had
a lot of reading to do for my education class, and Jim was
writing a paper about Internet security. We were still busy when
Jim realized it was time to leave for swim practice.

"Babe, we better get movin'. It's almost time for swim practice,"
Mark said.

"OK. I'll drive myself. I want to get back in time for Mr.
Parker's call."

"We'll be back in plenty of time," Jim responded.

"You know the guys will want to go somewhere after practice. If I
drive, I can leave when I want."

"Babe, I'll come home with you. I want to be here when he calls,
too." Jim kissed my cheek. "I want to share the moment with you
and see your expression."

I hugged Jim. "God, I love you," I said.

"And I love you. Now let's go to practice," Jim said.

The team looked excellent at practice. The relay team Jim and I
swam with was better than ever. The season was over except for
the invitational that SIU hosts to end each season. The fans and
press looked forward to this each year. The way the team looked
at practice, it should do extremely well, and the spectators
would go wild.

After practice we went to Gatsby's for drinks with several of the
team members, Seth and Tim included. Matt and his brother, Jake,
came in and joined our group. Matt introduced his brother, and
said he was showing Jake an important part of college life--the
nightspots.

By nine o'clock, I was ready to leave. "I better get home. Mr.
Parker will probably call soon," I said to Jim.

Jim and I were saying bye to our friends when Jake approached me.

"You have to leave so early?" Jake asked with a sad face and
puppy dog eyes. "I hoped you would come bar hoppin' with me and
Matt. Tim and Seth are joining us."

"Wish I could, but I don't know when this guy will call."

"Let me give you my cell phone number," Jake said as he scribbled
on a napkin. "Call me after you talk to that principal guy, and
I'll let you know where we are. Meet us, and we'll buy you some
drinks to celebrate."

"OK. Maybe," I said.

Jake rubbed and squeezed my crotch, then said, "Might even do
some more partying afterwards." He smiled seductively, opened his
mouth, and fluttered his tongue.

On the way home, I told Jim about my encounter with Jake.

"Well! Looks like Jake Boy has a hard-on for my teacher dude,"
Jim said. "Damn! Now I have to compete with Pizza Boy and Jake
Boy. Wow! How many will there be when you start teaching at that
high school?"

"Aww, Babe, do I detect a little jealous streak? You know I love
you." I smiled and said, "I'd never leave my computer nerd for a
pizza boy."

"Yeah, but what about young Jake? He sure as hell gives great
head. And that thing he does with his tongue!"

"Uh huh! That hot tongue! And he's uncut!" I said. "I did have
fun playing with Jake and everyone else. But I love you, Jim
Boy." I kissed Jim's cheek and said, "Last night was just fun
sex, but we make great love."

"I knew that, Mark. I just wanted to hear you explain it." Jim
rubbed my leg and said, "I love you, too. We have such a perfect
relationship. You can have fun sex. I trust you." He grinned and
said, "I'd never leave you for a young pizza boy either."

We went into our apartment and almost immediately changed into
our evening attire-boxers.  We snuggled on the couch and watched
MTV.

It was almost ten o'clock when Mr. Parker called. "You're hired.
Welcome aboard Weldon High, Mr. McDonald," he said.

I grinned and gave Jim the thumbs up. "Thank you, Mr. Parker, and
thank the board members for me. I promise to do my best not to
disappoint you."

"Thanks, Mark, and I'm sure you will. Could you be here either
Friday or Monday to sign your employment papers and get your
teaching assignment? I know you're taking a class this summer. I
don't want to interfere with it, but we need to get the contract
signed."

"Friday would be good for me. My class has been cancelled that
day." I looked at Jim and he nodded it was OK with him.

"Great," Mr. Parker said. "Say around ten o'clock?"

"See you then, Mr. Parker. Thanks again."

Jim grabbed me in a bear hug and spun around excitedly as he
said, "Wow, Babe! Everything's falling into place for us. It's
like perfect, Mark."

"We can leave after our morning classes on Thursday and be at
Aunt Carol's that afternoon," Jim said. "I'll call her in the
morning."

"We can get some newspapers and look at apartment and house ads
Thursday night," I said. "Friday afternoon and Saturday we can
check them out."

"Good idea," Jim said as he dropped me on the couch. "Now let me
fix us some drinks to toast today's accomplishments."

"Damn, that sounded almost poetic, computer nerd," I yelled to
Jim as he rummaged in the refrigerator.

"Shut the fuck up, teacher," Jim responded. "I'm trying to be
serious and do this toast thing formal."

Jim quickly returned with two mugs of beer. He raised his mug and
said, "To Mark's first teaching job."

I lifted my mug and added, "To finding jobs close enough for us
to stay together and begin our new lives together."

We sat quietly in serious thought for several minutes after the
toast. I broke the mood by picking up my mug and saying, "Beer?
Real formal, Jim."

"What you expect from our refrigerator? It is The Champaign of
Bottled Beer," Jim said. "And, it's in a frosted mug. Only the
best in the house for a formal toast."

We kissed and finished our beers in silence. Then Jim said,
"Class in the morning. Think I'll go to bed. You coming?"

"I couldn't sleep now."

"Well, truthfully that's not what I had in mind. I'd like to try
that tongue flicker thing Jake Boy did that got you so hot
yesterday."

"In that case, I think I will join you," I said with a smile.

In minutes, we were in bed, and Jim was kissing, licking, and
attempting the Jake tongue flutter on my ears and neck.

"Oh, yeah! That's the Jake tongue flutter," I said.

By the time Jim's tongue had worked its way to my left nipple, he
had mastered the technique, and as his moist tongue fluttered
across my chest to my right nipple, my body was flooded with
tingling pleasure.

"Oh! Yes, Jim! That's it," I moaned. "Mmmmm, you're even better
than Jake."

When Jim used his new tongue skill on my navel, I was in total
ecstasy, and my dick was so stiff it throbbed and ached. Then he
took my engorged cock in his moist mouth, and I moaned and
giggled with delight, as his tongue fluttered around the head
sending tingling, tickling sensations throughout my shaft and
balls.

"Oh, Jim! I love it. Don't stop."

Jim's newly mastered tongue flutter, combined with his excellent
mouth and throat skills, soon brought me to the peak of arousal.
"Ahhh! I'm gettin' close," I warned Jim.

I had no control. I could hold back no longer. My balls tightened,
my cock pulsed, and Jim swallowed, as stream after stream of cum
filled his mouth.

I stroked Jim's cheek and whispered, "God, that was awesome.
Thanks, babe. I love you."

As Jim released my softening member from his mouth, the phone
rang.

"Ignore it," Jim whispered. "Probably just someone selling
siding."

"This late? It might be something important. It could be Mr.
Parker again." I said and reached for the phone on the
nightstand.

"Mark!  It's Jake," the voice said. "Me and Matt are at Tim and
Seth's. We're all drunk and horny as hell. Thought you dudes
might want to join us for some fun."

"Jake, we've been having our own fun," I said. "Jim's been
practicing your tongue flutter thing on me. I was just about to
try it on him."

"Oh!! Shit!! I'm sorry, Mark."

"Why? I'm not. It felt fantastic," I said. "Jim's getting pretty
good at it."

"No, smart ass, for disturbing you. I'm just a drunk jerk. I
shouldn't have called you this late. You get back to Jim, and you
dudes keep practicing. It works on all body parts, you know?"

"Yeah, Jake, we've learned that."

"Well, shit-for-brains here will hang up so you can practice some
more. Try to practice some in the morning too. If you need help,
I could come over."

"Goodbye, Jake," I said and hung up.

"It was Jake," I said. "He said to keep practicing. It's my turn
now!"

To be continued.

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