Streetwise
by Lark... jet2lark (at) gmail (dot) com 
Part 12:

When we got home it was just getting light, Marko was asleep and the two of us crawled into bed with him. When he woke up, I silently watched while Marko and Boyscout embraced and then fucked. I was there right next to them with the bed bouncing up and down. It was as if I was invisible or a spirit or maybe just a ghost.

When they were done, they both went to sleep leaving me awake and staring at the ceiling and thinking how it was when I first met Marko....

 

2 Years Ago:

"What you up to?"

I said, "I don't know, what about you?"

"You're pretty cute, my name's Marko, what's yours?"

I told him my name was Michael.

Even at fourteen Marko was so handsome. He had to shave already and he was mature looking and muscular. Since males were absent in my life, his masculinity one of the things that made Marko attractive to me. The other thing about him was that he was pushy. He was quick to rule over me and it was so easy just to let him.

He said, "Where do you live?"

I pointed down the block.

"Well who's takin care of you? any brothers or sisters as cute as you?"

I had no idea why, but I think I blushed at the compliments. I said, "No, just me and my Mom. That's all."

Then he did something strange. He put his arm around me and hugged me.

Up close he said, "Everyone needs a brother, how about you?"

I was put off balance by his friendly dog intimacy.

"Come on, I'll show you where I live."

He walked off a bit and I stood there looking at him.

He turned and said, "Hey, what the fuck you waitin for, come on!"

I really wasn't sure if I should follow him, but he was ruling over me before I knew what was happening.

The apartment was small and his Mother was holed up in the bedroom smoking or drinking. At that time, Marko had a small bed in the entry room.

I ended up on the bed and in Marko's warm and friendly arms. Sitting up close to him, I looked into his friendly face with wonder. I was confused and overwhelmed with his warm physical closeness.

He said, "You just need some love and affection? When was the last time someone hugged you close and was tryin to make you feel good?"

I confessed that I didn't know. I had no dad and my Mom was working all the time and she had been more impatient with me lately. She would come home tired and angry at me for no reason.

I felt him slip his hand down into my pants and I supposed I must have seized up at first.

Marko pulled back and said, "Relax Michael, you gotta trust me. Take it from me, this is something that I am really good at."

I didn't understand what he was talking about.

He softly rubbed my pants between my legs and pulled up my shirt to rub my belly. I didn't notice anything at first except the uncommon feeling of being handled by a person I didn't really know. He slipped his hand back down into my pants and he began carefully handling my penis. When I finally told myself to relax, the whole experience became magical. Laying across his lap, he pulled my pants down low enough for both of us to see my stiff boner. He kept stroking my chest and belly.

Marko said, "Feel this."

He pulled my hand and placed over the hard and growing lump on his pants. It was a shock that anyone would do that. At this time, the only penis I had ever touched was my own and I didn't even know how to properly how to use it yet. After that, I touched his large thing through his soft sweat pants and thought, It couldn't really be that big?

In a plea to stop whatever was happening, I said, "Won't you Mom come out and see us?"

Marko opened his pants and let his large cock stick out free and visible. He lifted out his big balls and stroked it until it was absolutely rigid. Once he did that, I couldn't take my eyes off of it.

"Oh fuck her, She's seen me getting my dick sucked before and anyway, she's fucked up right now."

He was smiling and I felt his hand on the back of my neck. " You ready? It's gonna be fun."

He was right, It was fun. Each new adventure filled me with fascination and thrilled excitement. My life was completely changed from that first moment. Marko took me over and from that point, we were together every day. Marko was demanding. He was rude, dirty and incredibly exciting. It wasn't long before I would do absolutely anything for him. Before the week was up he had his big cock all the way up my ass and not long after, I would be asking for it.

After thinking about Marko and the past, I closed my eyes

 

The Dream:

I slipped seamlessly into a dream.
The rooms in the apartment were in crazy shapes that didn't make sense. When I looked out the window, I saw that the streets had been flooded with water making them strange and unfamiliar.

"Michael,... Me and Boyscout gotta go and you need to stay here until my Mom gets back."

I said, "Marko, I wanna go with you guys, I don't want to stay here alone. Why can't I go with you?"

Boyscout clung to Marko and they embraced. I saw Boyscout's hand stroking Marko's cock.

I felt a growing panic inside of me and I began to cry, "I don't want to be left here alone, please take me with you.. I'll be good, I promise."

Marko seemed cold and mean. "Look, Michael, you're causing all kinds of trouble so me and Boyscout have to leave you behind. Michael, we have to move on!"

Boyscout hung onto Marko. He had the same expression on his face that he did the first day I met him.

I said, "When will you come back?"

Marko said, "Maybe never."

He got up close in my face and said, "You know why?.. because Boyscout is hot and I am fuckin tired of you, that's why!"

"Marko, why are you hurting me, I never done nothing to you?"

When they left, I was all alone in an empty apartment. I picked up a piece of newspaper and lit it on fire from the stove and then went from room to room setting fire to the whole place on fire.

I was surrounded by flames, I was trapped and I didn't care.

 

I awoke from the dream with a heavy feeling of dread on my chest. I saw that Marko and Boyscout were still asleep in the bed next to me. I sat up in bed and quickly tried to reconstruct my dream before it all slipped away. It was so real and so painful and it filled me with confusion about my feelings about Boyscout and Marko. I got dressed and left the apartment without even waking them.