Date: Wed, 03 Jun 1998 23:29:44 -0700 From: Dejah Vu Subject: Mark The following text is a fictional account of events which I WISH had really taken place, but didn't. Therefore, any resemblance to actual persons and/or events is purely coincidental. This story depicts consensual sex between two males. So if you think that reading it might A) offend you, B) be illegal where you live and/or C) get you into trouble with your parents (i.e. you're under 18) THEN YOU MUST STOP NOW, GET RID OF THIS STORY, AND NEVER THINK ABOUT IT AGAIN UNTIL NONE OF THE ABOVE APPLIES!!! (or so they say...) Mark By Dejah Vu CHAPTER 1 Aaaahhh! It's was finally Friday! Not only that, but I was on my way out the door from work not to return again until Monday Morning. It's not that I don't like my job, actually I love it, but everyone likes to have a few days off, right. I work as an in-house computer technician for a very large chain of retail music stores. I make sure the computer systems are working correctly, and when they're not, I fix them. When they need new ones, I build them. It is actually about the only thing that I would be doing as a hobby anyways, even if I wasn't paid. And it was about time I had A job that I liked, too! I'd been working various crappy, thankless jobs since I was 14 years old, and finally now at the age of 21 I'd landed a half decent one. Just before I left for the day, I received a phone call from one of my younger brother's friends, Mark. He called to ask if I could help him out with his computer at home. It seems that he'd tried to install some software he'd gotten from his new Internet Service Provider, and it mangled all the Windows 95 Internet settings (as it so often does!). I'd known Mark since I was a Junior in high school. That was the same year that he and my brother were Freshmen and they started hanging out together. Even though he was a couple years younger than me, I'd always thought he was one of the hottest guys I'd ever seen. He was of average height for his age, right around 5'8", or so, and he had a very lean, but toned build which was the result of years of playing Soccer and Hockey. He had an ass that I think I'd have probably sold my soul for, and he liked to show it off too. Most of the time, he wore Levi's 501's that were about a size too tight and his tight buns had no trouble holding up to the pressure. His strait, light brown hair reached just below his shoulders and he kept it cut fairly short and neat on top. He had the kind of boyish good looks that drove the girls at school crazy, and although he didn't know it yet, he had the same effect on me! Of course Mark was 18 now, and not quite the little boy that I first became infatuated with, but very little else had changed. So when I got his call asking me to come over and give him a hand with his computer, I certainly wasn't going to say no.... I stopped by home to grab some tools on my way to Mark's apartment, which he had just moved into by himself less than a month ago, and then drove the short distance between my place and his. Even though I never expected anything to come of my infatuation with Mark, I was still excited to see him. After all, we'd gotten to know each other pretty well over the years that he and my brother had been friends, and on top of that, I just thoroughly enjoyed looking at him whenever I got the chance! Thinking about it put a smile on my face and, to my chagrin, a lump in my Levi's! As I stepped out of my truck, I un-tucked my T-shirt so that it hung down to cover the growing bulge in my pants. I knew this wasn't likely to be the only time that happened while I was there! "C'mon in, dude!" Mark yelled from inside after I knocked on his door. I opened the door and walked inside. "Hey, Mark! How's it goin'?" I greeted him. "Pretty good, man...Glad it's a Friday that's for sure!" He replied. He motioned towards the refrigerator and said "There's a 12-pack in the fridge, help yerself if you want one." I accepted his invitation and grabbed a cold bottle of Becks out of his refrigerator. One thing you could always count on Mark for was good beer. "So let's take a look at this thing, 'eh" I said looking at his computer sitting across the room on his desk. "How bad did ya fuck it up?" I teased him. "Hey, I just did what the instructions said to do, and next thing I knew the fucker crashed! I rebooted it ok, but now I can't get on line at all. And there it sits, nothing's changed since then. Ain't my fault the dumb-asses at that made the software didn't know what the hell they were doing!" I laughed in agreement, so as to allow all blame to slide off of Mark's shoulders as far as we were concerned. "Well, this shouldn't take too long," I said as I sat down and got to work. "I'm just gonna basically undo everything you did and then put it all in manually." "Cool, thanks man. I owe ya one." Mark replied gratefully. Of course I immediately thought of one thing that would be the best payment I could ever ask for, and as soon as it popped into my head, I felt that familiar feeling in my crotch again. Thankfully, I was facing away from Mark and sitting at the desk, so my bulging boner was more than adequately concealed and I could just enjoy it as I sat there working. "Hey, you don't mind if I run upstairs and take a shower real quick while you're doing that, do you?" Mark asked. "I just got home from work and I still feel all greasy." He was a cook at a restaurant down the street. In fact, I'd gotten him the job there a couple years back when I used to cook there too. "No problem, take your time." I responded. And with that he headed up the stairs and I could hear the water start running a minute or two later. While I was working on removing the incorrect Internet settings, I got a little bit curious and decided to take a look at Mark's Internet History files. I wanted to see what made this boy tick. I figured I'd find a bunch of girly porn sites and stuff like that. The thought of Mark getting all hot and horny, even if it was from naked WOMEN, was REALLY putting the stiff in my dick! I imagined him sitting in the very spot where I was with his rock-hard cock in his hand beating off while looking at porn on the Internet. I had to force myself back into reality to get my mind off of him before I drove myself insane! As my eyes focused back on the screen I couldn't believe what I thought I was seeing...It couldn't be for real, it must be my over active libido playing tricks on my mind! When I realized that it WAS for real it caused me stop breathing for a good 5 or 10 seconds! What was this? The history folder was filled with links to sites like "Breathless Boys", "Gay Teens In Action", and even the "Nifty Erotic Stories Archives"-The Gay Male pages, none the less!! Oh, my God!! This was far too good to be true! I just sat there stunned for at least five minutes. A million possibilities were all flashing through my head at a billion miles an hour all at once. I completely forgot about the task at hand. All I could think of was what to do with this gold mine I'd discovered... Just then I heard Mark come thumping down the stairs, taking them two at a time as he always did. "How's it coming?" he asked unaware that I had any knowledge of what had to be his deepest secret. After all, no one would have EVER suspected Mark of being gay. He always came across as quite the lady's man. Just then I realized that he'd never actually had a steady girlfriend for more than a month or two. "Hey...What the hell's wrong with you?" He asked. I'd just been sitting there with a glazed look staring at him and hadn't acknowledged his question. "Uuuhh, oh, ummm, nothing." I fumbled for the words to say next. "I ummmm...was just looking at, er trying to fix yer, ummm..." By now Mark had walked across the room to where I sat and was staring at the screen over my shoulder. The look on his face was one of sheer terror. He was actually turning completely pale! "Holy fucking shit!" was all he said. "Holy fucking shit!" He repeated it three more times. Finally he looked at me with tears starting to well up in his eyes "Alex, please, PLEASE don't tell anyone about this...please... I'm just not ready for anyone to know yet..." As hard as he tried to maintain his composure, this was just too much for him to handle and the tears broke lose and began flowing like a river down the front of his face. He turned away from me and started to slowly walk away. As he did, he continued his pleadings for my silence. "Hey Mark..." I tried to interrupt his rambling. "it's ok, dude..." I couldn't wait to tell him that he wasn't the only one, that I knew EXACTLY how he felt, but I wanted to make sure I had his full attention before I said anything. "Hey, dude, listen to me for a second, ok?" I said softly, but insistently. "Ok? Just listen..." "What?" his voice cracked a little with nervousness and shame. "I'm listening." I felt so badly for him right then. Mark was obviously feeling more vulnerable than he ever had before, and he still didn't know what was going to come of this situation. "Mark, I'm not going to tell ANYONE if you don't want me too, ok? But I've got to tell you something that YOU can't tell anyone about, alright?" He nodded and shrugged his shoulders a little. I'm sure that to him there was nothing I could reveal that would even come close to comparing with the magnitude of what I'd just discovered about him. "You're not the only one, Mark." I said reassuringly. "I mean, this does mean you're gay, right?" "Well, what do you think it means?!" He responded sarcastically and somewhat defensively to my question. "Ok, dude, it's ok...so am I!" I blurted out in a hurry to let him off the hook. He was the first person I'd ever told, and it felt really good to get it off my chest. "I've been looking at you wishing you could be gay for the last four years since you started hanging around with my brother, but I NEVER would have suspected that you really were. In fact, there was no doubt in my mind that you could never be gay. So, you see, you've got nothing to worry about, your secret couldn't be safer, ok?" He didn't say a word, but the look on his face spoke volumes. Mostly it was relief, but it slowly changed into something else. His tears of fear and shame turned into tears of happiness and release. What happened next is something I'll never forget for as long as I live. I reached out to wipe the tears from Marks face, but instead I began caressing his wet cheek softly as I gazed deeply into his eyes. He leaned forward, still staring into my soul, and slowly pressed his lips to mine. I pulled him closer to me in response to his sensuous kiss. I felt closer to Mark at that moment than I'd ever felt to anyone before. His kiss was warm and loving. It felt so natural and so right like we'd been doing this all our lives but just didn't know it. Our tongues met with a familiarity that was unexplainable, and a passion that was unbelievable. The vulnerability and fear that filled the room just moments before had been replaced by feelings of complete security and peace in each other's arms. "Oh, my God, I've waited so long for this," Mark said softly as he finally exhaled. "I never thought it would happen though." "I can't believe we didn't see it before. Think of all the wasted time we've got to make up for..." I said still in a state of euphoric shock. "I want you so bad!" With that we embraced once again, this time with an intensity that assured each of us that we never wanted to let go. We kissed madly, practically swallowing each other's tongues. We tumbled onto the floor without a break in the kissing and finally came to rest with Mark straddling over me on his knees. He pushed himself up with his arms and looked down at me in a way that melted my soul. I reached down to his waste and slid my hands up under his shirt caressing his smooth torso and chest for just a moment before pulling his shirt up and over his head. Mark pulled it off the rest of the way and freed his arms from the sleeves. He moved back just a bit to grab my shirt and even the score. I sat up and as Mark pulled the shirt up and over my head, I leaned in toward his chest and my lips met with his left nipple ever so softly. The look on Mark's face was that of pure euphoria and that only made me want to pleasure him further. I gently and passionately sucked his nipple, biting it ever so teasingly with my front teeth. Finally, I let it slip from my lips with a slurping sound and I began the decent down his chest with my tongue. I warmly caressed his soft smooth skin as I made my way down to his abdomen and finally reached his navel where I paused just for a moment. I lifted my head and looked into his eyes. For the next few seconds we communicated almost telepathically, each reassuring the other that we had no desire to turn back now. With that, I unbuttoned the front of his 501's and Mark slowly laid back allowing me to remove them completely. His cock was hard as a rock and he was already writhing in ecstasy before I even touched it. Slowly, I slid my hand over his crotch and massaged his dick through the thin material of his boxer shorts. I couldn't wait any longer, neither could Mark. At the same time as I reached up and grabbed the waistband of his boxers, he lifted his ass up off of the floor to allow me to pull them off, revealing the most beautiful erection I've ever seen. The perfectly rounded, mushroom head was almost purple in color, which was contrasted by the peach-toned shaft. My mouth watered intensely as I made my way towards the most delicious looking treat I ever saw! Driven by a primal desire, I slipped the head of Mark's penis past my adoring lips and caressed it with my tongue. Marks whole body stiffened just for a second and then relaxed again as I passed his glans over the back of my tongue and deep into my throat. Without even thinking about it, I had taken him entirely inside my throat. I loved the feeling of his halls rubbing against my chin and the scent that emanated from just under my nose was enough to make me insane. I retreated back up his shaft and then devoured it again. It was only a matter of a few seconds before Mark tensed up again and I knew that he was very close to reaching my goal. "Ohhhhghh...G-god dude.....I-I'm gonna..." was all he said. I had no intention of letting him slip away before he was completely finished and I took his rock hard love missile all the way into my throat one last time. Mark became stiff as a board and then arched his back and hips upwards pushing his cock as far into my throat as he could. "Uuuunnnnnngggghhhh!! O-oh Go-od!!!" He practically screamed this time, and I felt every muscle in his body contract as years worth of pent up lust and desire hit my tonsils with incredible force. Wave after powerful gushing wave of hot creamy cum blasted into my mouth. I swallowed every drop of his love elixir that I could possibly force down my throat, but there was no way I could swallow it all before it started flowing out of my mouth and back down his shaft to his beautiful round balls where it came from. His love-juice spurted out of his piss slit for what seemed like minutes, and finally his spasms subsided and his body went completely limp underneath me. I moved back up past his navel, past his firm abs, and finally past his chest to his gorgeous lips where it all began. I slid my tongue in with no resistance and I gladly shared with him the prize which he'd just given me. "Jesus, dude...do you think your neighbors heard you yelling?" I asked jokingly, refering to his last outburst just before releasing his creamy load. "Ah, fuck 'em." Mark replied, so consumed in post-orgasmic bliss that nothing could phase him at the moment. Just then, he slowly picked himself up off of the carpet and flopped onto the couch behind us. "C'mere..." he commanded with a gleam in his eye. I obeyed eagerly, eager to find out what was on his obviously devious mind. As I approached, he slid down on the couch, positioning his ass right at the edge of the seat, with his legs spread wide open. "I want you to fuck me." He stated without hesitation. "Oh, wait, there's a tube of KY in the bottom desk drawer over there...can you grab it?" I sprang over to the desk, opened the bottom drawer, and removed the lube. Just as quickly, I was back over to my original position in front of Mark. As I dropped to my knees, I flipped up the top on the KY and squeezed a generous helping into the palm of my hand. I pushed Mark's legs open a little further and guided it up onto my shoulder. I applied the KY lube to his waiting pucker hole, easing my middle finger inside slowly to help prepare him for what was coming next. His virgin hole easily accommodated my finger as I slid it in and out in a simulated fuck-motion. "Put another one in," Mark pleaded. "It feels so good!" I inserted my index finger in slowly next to the one that was already there. Mark jumped just a little, but quickly relaxed. "Oh, yeah..." he exhaled, signaling his approval. My dick had risen to full attention by this time, and I was eager to make love to a man-hole, for the first time ever. I slowly removed my fingers, feeling Marks ass contracting as if to keep them from going. He lifted his other leg up and onto my shoulder like the first as I squeezed more KY from the tube and applied it to my pulsating cock of steel which was now resting right up against his opening. I pressed against him firmly and forced the head of my 7 and a half inch cock past the rim of Mark's fuck hole. He tensed up instantly and breathed in sharply, holding his breath until the initial pain subsided. "Are you OK?" I asked caringly. "Yes, keep going," he replied hungrily. "Slowly, though." I slowly allowed my throbbing prick to inch it's way into Mark's virgin chute. The sensations I was feeling were incredible. His hot, tight ass hole was like a sheath of velvet tightly wrapped around my cock massaging it gently. Finally I had given him all I had to give, and I felt my pubes brushing against Mark's balls. Holding him with one hand on each of his hips, I slowly pulled back out, almost completely. Then with a bit more force than the first time, I plunged back in, all the way in. "Oh, yes! Fuck me, Alex! Fuck me!" He whimpered pleadingly. I pulled out again and then began ramming him with all my might! I pulled him towards me with each thrust, causing us to slap against each other with a smacking sound each time. I could feel my orgasm building in my balls, which were now clinging tightly to my body. Mark's own hardon had reappeared and he had began stroking it madly in time with my pumping. "Uuummmmppphhhh!!" I grunted as I bit my bottom lip in my lust-induced frenzy. "Oh, God, yes...." I continued pounding away, each stroke bringing me closer to the brink of ecstasy. "Aaahhhhhhhhh!!" Mark's second orgasm began with a squirt that hit his own chin. I felt his ass muscles tighten with each spasm of his cock. The sight of him cumming all over himself was enough to push me over the edge, but add to that the massaging I was getting from his convulsing rectum and there was no hope whatsoever! My creamy spunk erupted forcefully, deep into his bowels causing yet another volley of cum to shoot out of Mark's almost spent pecker. Gush after hot gush of love flowed into Mark and began oozing out past my pole. After what must have been the longest, most intense orgasm of my life, I collapsed on top of Mark, my softening dick slowly slipping out of his satisfied fuck-hole. I kissed Mark's chest and nipples as I attempted to catch my breath. "I never could imagine saying this to another guy, " Mark began speaking slowly. "but..." "I know..." I cut him off, not quite ready to hear the words spoken aloud, but I knew I felt the same way. There was something between us that we both felt. It went far beyond just sex and primal lust. This was deep, it was the four-letter L-word.... Our lips met softly and passionately and we kissed the way only lovers kiss. * * * * * * * * * * * * * CHAPTER 2 My eyes strained to gain focus. I noticed that I was not in my own bed, as I would usually expect. Looking around at the blurry images and figures I realized that what I thought had only been a dream was in fact reality. There, next to me, was Mark, still sleeping peacefully--his smooth bare chest rising and falling slowly with the pace of his breathing. He looked as contented and happy as I felt. Not wanting to wake him, I leaned over and gently kissed his lips and slowly slid off the bed. It was 9:30 on Saturday morning, time to start the day, I guess. I made my way into the bathroom and turned on the shower. While the water heated up, I gazed at myself in the mirror. "God! What a mess," I thought as I struggled to brush my long hair out of my face. I began to feel the heat and steam coming from inside the shower, signaling that the water was now hot enough, so I adjusted the temperature for comfort and climbed in. I lazily stood there for a minute or two just feeling the warm water run down my entire body, rinsing away the day before, and preparing for the one ahead. It would undoubtedly be a good day. After all, what had been the object of my desires for years, seemingly untouchable, was asleep in the next room and would awake as happy to see me as I was to see him. I poured some shampoo into my hand and began to massage it into my hair. With my eyes closed, I began rinsing it out when I felt a hand gently caressing my chest and another on my back. "Good morning!" Mark gleamed. Just that simple little touch sent blood rushing into my dick. Within seconds it was standing straight, peeking at Mark. "Wow, that was quick," he commented as he noticed he was being watched by my third eye, and he stepped into the shower with me. "Well, what can I say--you do have that effect on me." I gurgled back from under the stream of water as I continued rinsing the shampoo from my hair. "Good!" replied Mark. He continued massaging my chest and shoulders, arching his hips forward as he did, causing our mutual boners to kiss each other, ever so softly. "Oh, GOD!! Do you EVER have an effect on me!" I reiterated. "As I'm sure you can tell, you're not the only one 'effected' in that way." Mark pointed out, referring to his most obvious stiffie that was poking me in the groin. With the shampoo all rinsed away, I finally opened my eyes to a most gorgeous sight. Mark looked unbelievable standing there in front of me with the water glistening on his smooth, lightly tanned skin. My instincts took over, and I kissed him deeply. His tongue darted into my mouth, a most welcome guest. I returned fire and our tongues danced a dirty dance as our crotches did the same. I reached down with both hands and grabbed his ass, pulling him tighter to me while at the same time thrusting my own hips forward to maximize the pressure between our slippery wet boners. Mark began to thrust his hips, sliding his cock up and down against my leg, and at the same time massaging my own dick against his abdomen. The hot, wet, slippery lust was divine! "Oohhhhh.God, you feel soooo goood!" I moaned. Mark stepped further into the water, causing him to press even tighter against me. He let the water run over the top of his head, and flow down his chest, over his erect pecker and down his legs. How lucky that water should feel! I gently moved mark back out of the water and then poured more shampoo into my hand. I then began gently lathering it into his beautiful brown locks, slowly massaging his scalp. I pulled him close again and allowed the water to rinse his hair while at the same time I began slowly gyrating my hips, massaging my slick, wet cock against his leg. Mark began to moan softly. I reached down and put my hand on his rod of flesh. Slowly I rubbed it with my open palm as mark gave in to his primal instincts and began pushing up harder and harder against my hand with his hips. Finally I closed my fingers around his missile and began stroking slowly. "Ohhhh, yeah." he grunted in a deep, lusty tone. I slowly turned him around so that my dick nestled comfortably between his ass cheeks. In rhythm with my pumping of his rock hard cock, I began sliding my own prick up and down between his cheeks, up and down, slowly, methodically. We were both in ecstasy as was evident by our mutual moans of pleasure. "Oh, God, dude! You feel so awesome." I was almost in a state of worship at that moment. Our slippery bodies against each other felt like heaven and I felt my own heaven building stronger and stronger within my swollen balls. "Aaahhhh, Yessss!!" My orgasm came on hard and strong.wave after wave of sperm shot out of my dick, up Mark's crack and onto his back. Just then, I felt the warmth of Mark's cum oozing over my fingers, which were still stroking his cock. I brought my hand to my lips, sucking up as much of his jizz from my fingers as I could before it was washed away forever by the water. We just stood there for a moment and relaxed in the comfort of each other's arms, still breathing heavily and feeling the last tingling sensations of our orgasms slowly fade away. "Oh, man." Mark exhaled. I still couldn't seem to create words with my lips and tongue. I stood up strait, trying to regain my composure and slowly reached for the bar of soap on the edge of the tub. "I know. I think that was even more fun than last night." I finally answered back. "At this rate, we'll never see the light of day again!" Mark joked, although there was a certain mischievous hint of seriousness in his voice. I flashed Mark a grin that said "wishful thinking", and continued soaping myself. Once I was sufficiently lathered, I started lathering each and every inch of Mark's luxurious exterior. Paying special attention to his firm "bubble-butt" cheeks which I'd always wanted to get my hands on. They felt so soft and smooth, and deserved to be cleaned extra, extra well. "Ok, dude.leave me some skin back there." Mark laughed. "Just makin' sure I got it ALL." I rinsed and reluctantly stepped out of the shower, knowing that if I didn't we may never make it out of the bathroom. Mark followed suit shortly thereafter. We took turns towel drying each other. As Mark gently dried my back, I saw in the mirror a look on his face that expressed disbelief, elation, and some confusion all at once. He noticed me staring at his reflection and just sortof grinned, not knowing what he wanted to say. Without giving Mark time to fumble for words, I turned around and softly pressed my lips to his. I kissed him slowly and passionately. Our tongues met once again, and again I could feel that magic energy between us that I hoped would never, ever fade away. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Feedback: dejahvu@mailexcite.com All comments, questions, etc. are welcomed! I'll truly do my very best to answer everybody. Everybody, that is, except for those who want to call me some kind of freak or what ever...If you think I'm a freak for writing something like this, then why have YOU read it all the way to the END?? You can also check my pseudo-web-site for new stories and/or updates that may not have made it onto the newsgroups, etc. yet... The URL is http://members.tripod.com/~ca_dreamin Enjoy! See ya.