Date: Sun, 25 Dec 2016 23:01:58 +0000 (UTC) From: bro.yobro@yahoo.com Subject: A Love Found pt. 4 Disclaimer: Copyright (c) 2015. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced in whole or in part without written permission of the author. Author encourages safe and sane sexual behavior. Author cannot be held responsible for accidents or injuries or any other misfortunes that result from proper or improper application of the information contained in this story. This story is meant to be a masturbatory aid only. Any similarity between people and places in this story and any real people and places is purely coincidental. Despite the terms such as "boy" "kid" "kiddo" or "son", all characters in this fiction are just that, fictional, and as such, do not exist in any reality or corporeal form, but if it makes you feel better then, yes, they are of legal age and enter into their activities consensually. If this type of material is illegal in your location please be smart and go somewhere else, same applies if you are under the legal requirement to access this type of fiction. Thanks to Nifty for providing the public with this archive. Please consider donating to allow this resource to continue. Feedback is welcome, flames will be ignored. If you'd care to see what inspires the stories and sex scenes join me at bjorknut.tumbler.com **************************************************************************************************************************** A Love Found pt. 4 The extra couple of vacation days that I had taken from work passed in a blink of an eye. My days off had been consumed with errands and appointments that I had to do to ensure that I would be able to keep helping Mark. I had him tested to make sure what grade he would fit into. Mark turned out to have some brains to back up his looks. At thirteen he tested at a high school level, but, it was felt that placing him in 8th grade might be best so that he re-acclimated to school properly. With the help of Child Services I was able to secure him a space at a school close to my office. Mark, understandably, alternated from happiness to melancholy. I tried to talk him through the tough days, and, spent many a night hugging him in reassurance. I decided to not encourage a repeat performance of our last coupling so that he could process the changes happening in his life. I encouraged him to use the my condo buildings gym so that he could work out any frustrations he might have and to my surprise he began to venture to it on his own. I still needed to go to my gym and see if I could add him to my membership so that I could begin to teach him how to swim. I was making us some dinner when I heard the front door open and close. A sweaty Mark walked into the kitchen. The bright LED lights caught the light sheen of sweat on him and made him glisten. He wore an orange Under Armour tank top that was soaked almost to the edge and clung lasciviously to his torso. His baggy mesh basketball shorts concealed his lower half. "Hey kiddo!" I said as he walked towards the fridge to grab a bottle of water. "Is dinner almost ready," Mark said, "I am starving, I ran 10 miles on the treadmill!" he finished proudly. "Wow!" I exclaimed, "10 miles, way to go man, you're gonna be lapping me on our next run if you keep up that pace!" Mark smiled a cherubic smile. "And yes, dinner is almost done. Go take a quick shower and it should be ready by the time your done." I said. Mark marched out of the kitchen and towards his bathroom. In the few weeks that Mark had now been with me, my condo had undergone some changes. My former mancave and guest bathroom had now become a space for him and his growing needs. However he still preferred to sleep with me, so, his room wasn't really used much as of yet. As I was finishing up the chicken fajitas I was making for our dinner, my phone chirped to life. I walked over to where it was resting on the counter, my lock screen indicated that there was a text message waiting for me. I swiped to unlock it and tapped on my messages, it was Pamela from Child Services. She had been a great help to me and Mark regarding his situation, opening, up her message I read the good news. It appeared my application to be Mark's foster father had made it past the first review and she had a good feeling that she could fast track it up the rest of the way. Knowing that Mark could become a permanent addition to my life filled me with an intense warmth and caused me to smile, but, I wouldn't celebrate until it was all said and done. I would hate for the universe to ding me because I celebrated to early. Putting the phone back down, I turned back to finishing up dinner. Mark walked back into the kitchen, freshly showered, a few minutes later. He was wearing a ringer-style green t-shirt that I had gotten for him recently and some white briefs. His long coltish legs, with their downy brunette fuzz were highlighted to the nines. I popped a boner in my chino's as my eyes followed his graceful movements to the dinner table. Mark was a walking wet dream, the brief's hugged his ass a crease formed along the valley of his ass with every step. His growing cock and balls filled out the pouch quite nicely. His movements were self-assured and graceful. My throbbing erection made me want to jump over the kitchen counter and bend him over the dinner table, but, that was something that we would have to save for later. "Would you grab us some drinks," I said to him as he began pulling out his chair. "Sure thing!" He exclaimed, "What do you want?" "Water, will be fine for me." I responded. Mark grabbed me a bottle of water and he grabbed an orange juice for himself. I grabbed some plates and loaded the food on them and we both headed over to the table. "Mmm, looks yummy." he said as I set the plates down. "Well, I hope you like it, I'm no masterchef, but, I haven't killed anyone yet." I said. Mark chuckled out an awkward laugh giggle combo, reminding us both that he was in the full throes of puberty. "So are you excited to be starting school tomorrow?" I asked him as I settled into my seat. "I guess," was his response devoid of the mirth he had just had. "You guess," I said a bit incredulously, "Why would you think that?" Mark got pensive, looked down at his plate and pushed the food around it. "I mean...well...wh-what if they find out I'm a homeless street kid." he said. I processed his words, "Well kiddo," I started saying, "No one is going to find that out unless you tell them. I am sure no one there will ask if you don't mention it, and besides, you're not a homeless street kid. You live here. With me. And, I might add, in a penthouse with a killer view." He smiled up at me and I gave him my best cheeky grin, but, he still looked a little troubled. "Look, kiddo, I get what you're probably feeling. New space, new environment, big changes going on in your life, but, you're going to be ok. I'm here for you, so if you're feeling overwhelmed tomorrow you have my cell and give me a call when you're between classes and we will take it from there, ok?" "Ok," he said softly and proceeded to eat his dinner. I ruffled his hair, "I'm here for you kiddo, never forget that." ******************************************************************************************************** My alarm jolted me awake at 5am, my bedroom was still dark, as was the rest of the city outside my plate glass windows. My hand was about to hit the snooze button when I remembered Mark's first day of school. Turning the alarm off, I rolled over and snuggled into Mark, who had wandered into my bedroom to sleep in my bed during the night. I smelled his teenage scent and kissed the back of his neck. "Time to wake up, handsome." I said to him. He mumbled a response and moved against me but didn't get out of bed. His body pressing against me warmed me and my body started to respond. I could feel my cock engorging with blood and begin to lengthen in my boxer briefs. I ran my hand along the length of his arm, before moving it between us and running it along the swell of his ass. Mark moaned in pleasure and pushed slightly against me. I removed my hand before I brought it back down with a muffled smack. "Oww!" Mark yelped. "Time to get up kiddo!" I repeated. "Ok, ok," Mark grumbled and he swung his legs off the bed and lazily raised his torso as he got up and headed off towards his bathroom. I stretched out in bed before getting out myself and starting my day. I padded over to my shower and turned on the spray and let it warm up before I stepped in under it. I sighed with relief as the hot water cascaded over my body and drove the final sleepiness away. Showered and shaved, I continued on with my morning ritual. I dressed in some slacks and a polo, and, grabbed a matching sports coat and headed off to the kitchen. I could hear Mark in the distance in his bathroom, I smiled as sort of domestic bliss overtook me. In the kitchen I whipped us up some breakfast burritos and made him a sandwich for lunch. As I was putting the finishing touches on his food Mark walked into the kitchen. A vision of preppy youth and innocence stood before me. Mark had chosen to wear some slim fit jeans and a button-down shirt, with the sleeves rolled-up. He finished the outfit off with the pair of Nike's I had purchased him a few days ago. "Well look at you, you handsome devil," I said to him as he walked in. Mark blushed at the compliment and walked over to the kitchen counter so he could grab the breakfast burrito I was holding out for him. "Alright, kiddo, eat up and then go wash your teeth so we can head out." "Mmm...ok," Mark responded with a mouth full of food. I noticed that he was starting to take on a healthy glow since he started eating regularly, I wondered if I should take him to the doctor to ensure he was completely healthy. Besides if he did decide to participate in any school sports he would need a complete physical. We both wolfed down our breakfast and then headed off to start our days. ******************************************************************************************************** My day was fairly non-descript, I mean I am a certified accountant after all, so, it was just lots of number crunching and ensuring reports and budgets were in order. The most exciting thing was probably a particularly difficult European transaction that one of the banks was giving us grief on because of some exchange rate hiccups. It finally got sorted when we threatened to kill the whole deal and work with another bank. I found myself checking my phone most of the day to see if Mark had texted or called. I was relieved to see that he hadn't, but, secretly I was sad that he hadn't called or texted. My office wife, Katie, noticed my preoccupation and asked me over lunch if I had met some guy while I was on vacation. "You could say that," I smiled mysteriously at her. She begged for additional details, thinking she would be getting a steamy play-by-play. "I'm hoping to become a dad," I said with a deadpan delivery and finished it with a grin. "WHAT!" she exclaimed loudly. Several people turned to look at us as we sat and enjoyed our lunch at an outdoor cafe. "Shush!" I said and leaned in to bring the conversation down a couple of notches. "I ran into a street kid and I decided to help him out and well one thing lead to another and I signed some forms to begin a foster father situation for him." My friend was beside herself at the story, "Oh my god! Chris! What if he is some sort of psycho murdering teen who wants to rob you, or, worse, murder you." she said in a loud whisper. "No, he's not," I replied, "His name is Mark and he is a good kid who just happens to have been dealt a bad hand in life." Katie seemed to relax and calm down a little, "But, oh, wow! You're still so young, why do you want that kind of responsibility." she said. I found myself frowning a little at her comment and she picked up on my facial cue and added, "Not that you wouldn't make a great dad, but, Chris, shit, this is serious stuff." "I know," I said, "I thought long and hard about it right before I signed those papers, but, once I did, you couldn't believe the relief I felt that I knew, if it get's approved I might be able to help this kid out." "So where is he now?" she asked. "He started his first day of school today. I hope he can catch up since the school year is already underway, but, he's a bright kid, he tested very well." Katie just stared, flabbergasted, at me and tried to process my new normal. Around 3:30pm I got a text from Mark saying that his last class was wrapping up and wondered what he should do. I told him I was on my way and we could walk home together. I emailed my boss to let him know that I would be heading out early and filled him in on where I stood with my tasks, then I grabbed my messenger bag and headed out. I felt slightly weird leaving the office with all the other parents. I felt like I should walk back into work and stay until my usual time, but, as soon as I hit the sidewalk I felt the butterflies in my stomach leave as my feet carried me towards Mark's school. The walk from my office to his school was maybe 20-25 minutes. Mark spotted me as I crossed the street towards him. He had been sitting out front waiting for me. I pulled him into a half-hug and ruffled his hair. Mark downloaded me on his first day of school as we walked home. He sounded more excited about the choice of sports the school offered than the classes he was taking, which, was understandable, but, I told him he should try and apply himself to his studies as well. Aside from swimming, tennis had caught his attention and he asked me if I knew how to play. I told him I did, but, that I played it more for fun than competitively. The other sport he wanted to try out for was wrestling. I let him know that whatever he decided I would try and help him out the best I could. Mark smiled at me and gave me a side hug as we walked through the bustling downtown streets. Walking through the door of my condo, I sent Mark to put his stuff away and I headed off to my bedroom. I toed off my shoes and unbuckled my pants as I walked into my closet. My pants dropped to the floor as I unbuttoned them. My shirt came off next. I could feel a weight leave me as I stood there in my black Calvin Klein briefs and undershirt. I took my socks off and grabbed my pants and shirt and dropped them all into the hamper that sat in my closet. I walked back out and headed over to the kitchen and grabbed some water from the fridge. I was heading back towards the living room when I spotted Mark on the couch, relaxing, in briefs and a tank top. I chuckled and said, "Great minds think alike." Mark turned over to look at me and just smiled. I tossed him the remote and he scrolled through the channels looking for something to watch. I sat on the opposite end of the couch and placed my feet on the coffee table. Mark stretched himself out next to me, his feet resting by me. I placed my hand on his legs and absentmindedly stroked his soft skin. The feel of his silky smooth skin beneath my hand was electric, I could feel it course through my body giving me goosebumps, and, waking my cock from it's workplace slumber. My hand slowly made its way higher and higher up Mark's leg until my fingers were soon fanning out across his knee. Mark, on his part, did nothing to dissuade my ministrations, little sighs would burst out of him from time to time. I felt Mark shift on the couch and slide down a little further down next to me. Mark placed the leg I was stroking over my lap, his heel brushing against my penis, causing it to distend and lengthen. I glanced over at Mark, but, he turned his head to look away from me and at the tv. He continued moving his foot, fully aware of what he was doing to me. My hand continued to stroke his leg, this time however my leg was able to travel up to his upper thigh. My hand made contact with the silky hem of his boxer briefs, my fingers probed here and there, searching for away beneath the silky fabric. My cock by this point was straining the cotton pouch of my briefs and was beginning to leak pre-cum like crazy. I walked my fingertips up Mark's thigh like a spider, until I came to the small mound he was making in his shorts. I gently traced its length with my index finger. Mark shuddered and sighed at the sensation I was giving him. Mark turned to look at me, his steel grey eyes boring into me, I could feel the love and lust in them all the way down to my soul. He slowly moved on the couch until his was on kneeling in my directions and proceeded to straddle my lap. Our cocks touched each other through thin walls of fabric. I felt my cock jump against his. Mark brought his face down and slowly kissed me on the lips. I sank into the joy he was giving me. His pillow soft lips soon parted and I could feel his tongue dance across my lips probing for a way in. I sighed into him and opened my mouth his tongue entered me and I slowly sucked on it. Mark slowly began to hump his cock against mine, causing us both to groan with desire. My hands moved around and stroked his his back and butt, my fingers tracing the valley his ass cheeks made in the polyester fabric of his underwear. My hands moved over his thighs as they straddled me and back up to his ass. Mark groaned into my mouth and I took that chance to plunge my tongue into his, our tongues dueled one another, my hands traveled up the swell of his butt and to his lower back, my fingers pushing under the fabric of his tank top and coming directly in contact with his skin again. The heat of his skin drove me wild and I devoured his lips and tongue. His pubescent cock rubbed against mine causing both of us to sport visible wet spots in our underwear. I gently moved my hands up his back bringing his tank top with me. Mark instinctively raised his arms and let me remove his tank top. His skin had a golden tan hue to it in the living room's low light. I caressed his back and chest feeling him shudder under my touch, feeling his developing muscles quiver as my fingers grazed them and delineated them with my finger tips. We broke our kissing and Mark pulled back, eyes closed in ecstasy as my fingertips found his small areolas and circled them. I scraped at his nipples with my fingernail. Mark gasped, driving his hardened cock harder against mine. I pulled his torso down towards me, my tongue snaked out and licked at his budding nipple, rasping it across his sensitive area. "HU-unh!" Mark cried out, biting his lip as he did so. I continued running my tongue across his chest, moving from one nipple to the other, driving him to paroxysms of pleasure. Mark ground and humped his cock harder against me. Our cocks scraping each other deliciously in the confines of our underwear. Mark's hands grasped and tugged at my t-shirt, he struggled to pull it off me as I did not want to disengage my mouth from his nipple. Finally he just pushed me back and yanked the shirt off me. He dove down on me, licking and biting at my neck, before moving back to devour my lips with his. His hips hunched faster and faster into me and he started to release a high pitched moan/whine as we kissed. The beautiful pubescent boy on my laps was close to climax, his orgasmic release imminent. Our tongues dueled one another again before he pulled back, arched his back, as he drove his hips and cock back against mine and shuddered, "Oh...oh...oh!" He yelled out as our briefs became soaked with his ejaculate. Most of Mark's cum was contained in his boxer briefs, a few bubbles managed to escape the soaked fabric and clung to the black distended pouch of my briefs. I held Mark as he shuddered and shivered through his orgasm, he slumped down against me as he began to come back down from his high. I kissed the top of his head and gently caressed his back, his hot breath against my nipples made them ache and throb in synch with my unrealized orgasm, the dull pain of blue balls would be in the horizon if I didn't cum, but, the sight of Mark nestled against my chest in post orgasmic bliss was too beautiful to disturb. The both of us soon drifted off into quiet slumber. ******************************************************************************************************** The clock said 6pm by the time I woke up, Mark still lay over me, I gently brushed the hair from his forehead and kissed him. "Time to wake-up, handsome." I whispered to him. Mark groaned. I shifted him onto the couch and I tried to stand up, giving him a soft swat on the butt in the process. "Ok, ok, I'm up," he said somewhat grumpy. I stretched and moved around a little to stimulate the blood flow back to my legs. The room smelled of sex so I walked gingerly over to the window and opened it slightly to air out the room. Mark was sitting in the couch scratching his head and looking down at the dried cum on his shorts. "Shit," he said, "I made a mess." "Language," I said to him as I walked towards the hallway that lead to my room. "I'm gonna head to the gym, want to come?" "Yeah," "Alright go wash up and change then we will head out." About 20 minutes later we were both refreshed and ready to go. I wore my favorite pair of running shorts, aka Marine panties, and a longsleeve tee and some low profile trainers that were great for running or lifting in. I was planning on hitting the weights since it had been a few days since my last session. Mark looked particularly fetching on some UnderArmour shorts and tee, I was happy to see that the shorts weren't the long basketball type and allowed the public to see his developing coltish legs. We headed off to the gym I frequented. At the gym, I talked to the front desk, sadly, it wasn't Pablo this time, and, I added Mark to my membership that I had to convert to a family plan. Because he was still underage Mark would have to be accompanied by me anytime he came to the gym, as long as he was with me, all areas of the gym would be available to him, except of course the women's only areas. Mark grimaced when gym representative said that and we all had a good chuckle. Once the paperwork was signed and Mark had his photo taken and uploaded to my account we were able to start our workout. As we walked over to the free weights I gave Mark a quick tour of the place, pointing out where the bathrooms/locker rooms were, the cardio equipment, and the area designated for the weight machines. "Where's the pool?" he asked. "The pool is actually in the back, you can get to it from the locker room. I can show you that and the steam rooms when we finish our workout." "Ok!" We walked up to the free weights and I grabbed us an empty bench. I grabbed us some weights and showed him some exercises he could try doing and he took to it like a duck to water. It took everything in my not to pop a boner as I watched Mark's go through the exercise routine. Seeing his burgeoning muscles push and pull on the weights was intensely erotic. I found myself chubbing up in my shorts and quickly looked away so that it didn't grow into a full erection. Dang, I thought to myself, this kid is doing a number on me. Once we finished up with the free weights we headed over to the cardio room. I spotted an open rowing machine and made my way towards it. Mark, who had been heading towards the treadmills, stopped and followed me. "What is that?" He asked me as I sat down on the machine. "This, kiddo, is a rowing machine." I explained, "It's supposed to simulate the motion of rowing a boat and it's a great cardio workout." "Oh!" he exclaimed, "Can I try it?" "Sure, but, watch me first so that you can see how it works." I responded. Mark nodded his head and I started showing him the mechanics involved with the rowing machine. I started off slow so that he could see the movements he would need to make and then I started to pick up the pace, I explained the various pieces of the machine to him as I went through my workout, he watched with rapt attention as I demonstrated to him. Once I had rowed a thousand meters I let him give it a try. Mark, got on the machine and we adjusted the footrest and straps. Placing my hand on his lower back I had him grab the bar and him pull. He was a little spastic with his movements, so I had him try it again until he got the form right. My hands roving over the areas he needed to focus. I snuck in a caress or two when I could. After a few tries, Mark was a pro at the rowing machine. I had him row 500 meters and then we alternated. A few sets later I threw in the towel, Mark and I were sweaty messes and it was getting close to 8pm. I suggested we head back home and get cleaned up. On the way out I grabbed us two protein smoothies and a pair of salads from the gym cafe. We scarfed down our food on the walk home. The cool fall air was chilling us down so we hurried along. Once we were inside the warmth of my condo, I had Mark shower and then start doing any homework he may have been assigned. He groaned as I said this, but, headed off to his bathroom. I headed over to mine and turned on the hot water and stepped into the soothing hot spray. I closed my eyes and sunk into that feeling of relief that my shower gave me after a hard workout. I grabbed some soap and ran it along my body washing away the grime and sweat. My cock started responding as my hands swept over my thighs and buttocks. I gripped my cock in my soapy hands and slowly pumped. Pleasure washed over my body as my cock hardened under my grip. In my mind I flipped through pictures of Mark and myself. I groaned as my cock throbbed in my hand. My soapy hand started to slide up and down my shaft a little faster. My breathing got a little faster. I tugged on my balls with my other hand and slowly toyed with them as I stroked my shaft. Unlike the first time, I heard Mark walk into my bathroom this time. I opened my eyes, to find a naked Adonis at the entrance of my shower. He locked his steel grey eyes onto mine and he slowly, and with purpose walked into my shower. A smile danced across his lips. "Since we are both showering, why waste the extra water," he said smiling up at me. I suppressed a shiver at the lasciviousness of it all. His hand reached out and grasped the one I had around my cock. He stroked it, before moving my hand out of the way. He lowered himself and took my cock into his warm, moist mouth. "Ahh!" I cried out as his mouth engulfed my rod. His tongue playing along my shaft. Mark slowly pulled up, his cheeks hollowing from the suction, once he reached the head of my cock he looked up at me with his beautiful grey eyes and slowly went back down on my shaft, this time he went all the way down to the root. My knees almost buckled under Mark's expert ministrations. Dang this boy could suck a cock. Mark nursed my cock like it was his last meal on earth. My hands cradled and caressed his head, occasionally, holding him still so I could fuck my cock into his mouth. His tongue dance around my cock as his hands played with my balls. Mark was bringing me dangerously close to the edge so I pulled out of his mouth. Mark looked up at me as if he did something wrong. I smiled at him and turned to turn the water off. The shower was still steamy so I picked him up and started kissing him. Mark wrapped his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck as we kissed. Our tongues dueling one another, my hands resting on his ass for support found themselves venturing closer and closer to his pink puckered rose. I carried him out of the shower, the cooler air of the bathroom chilled us both, so I set him down and started toweling us off. Once we were all dry I took him by the hand and led him to my bed. I pushed the beautiful teen onto my bed and slowly crawled over him. I kissed and licked my way up his torso, before once again finding his lips. I devoured his soft lips with mine, nipping and kissing them, pushing my tongue in and out of his hot mouth. Mark moaned and mewled. Our throbbing cocks touching, bumping, and dripping against one another. Mark parted his legs slowly, allowing me to bring my hips down and scrape my cock deliciously against his tumescent shaft. He arched his back and moaned into my me as my hips ground into him. Our cock could start a fire from the heat that was being generated between them. As much as I hated to, I pulled away from his pillow soft lips and sat back on my haunches and stretched my torso. Mark was splayed wantonly beneath me, his skin glowed in the room's low light, his legs on either side of my hips raised his crotch and cock, he was leaking pre-cum profusely, catching the light and shimmering like diamonds. I stroked his body and slowly moved my hand towards his lips. Mark snaked out his tongue and began to suck on my fingers. His skilled mouth and tongue took one, two, then three of my fingers, covering them in spit until they slid effortlessly in and out of his mouth. Fingers thoroughly moistened I moved them out of his mouth and into his ass. I circled his rosy hole with my wet fingers, making it wink and expand, from my tactile ministrations. Mark sighed heavily as I slowly breached him with one of my digits. I finger fucked him with one, then two fingers. His hole opened up to me like a flower in bloom. "Aaah!" Mark moaned, back arched and eyes tightly shut, as my fingers worked themselves in and out of his hole. "Oh...fuck....oh!" he whimpered. I slid my fingers out of his warm hole and leaned over him, Mark opened his eyes, a look of concern crossed them for a split second wondering what had happened. I opened the drawer on the bedside table and pulled out a small tub of Vaseline. Opening it, I scooped out a small dollop and refocused my attention on his asshole. The petroleum jelly warmed quickly as I dabbed it on Mark's hole and rubbed it into him. "Oh....yeah, Chris...Unhh" Mark whispered. I rubbed the excess jelly on my throbbing cock and inched myself closer to Mark. I grabbed one of his legs at the ankle and held it out and pushed it back towards him. I placed my cock at the entrance of his love tunnel and pushed slowly against him. "Ahhh!" Mark cried out as my cock breached him. My slick cock slid in all the way in one slow push. "Ahhh!" We both cried out as my pubes came to rest against his ass. The heat of his body was intoxicating. I slowly pulled back out and pushed myself back into him. "Hunhh!" Back out and in... "Hunhhh!" His beautiful face was covered with a light sheen of sweat, his mouth opened in a silent groan and his eyes tightly shut. Mark's hands gripped my triceps and his heels found the dimples of my ass. I increased my tempo. "Ahhh...Hunhhh!" Mark cried out opening his eyes and looking straight at me as my hips drove my dick in and out of him at a faster pace "Oh...my god...baby!" I groaned out, "You're so fucking hot!" I kept Mark's gaze and brought down my mouth to connect with his. We kissed like our lives depended on it. His arms went around my neck as he held me against his lips. My hips pumped and slapped against his ass, filling the room with the delicious sound of skin against skin. In... Out... In... Out... My cock drilled Mark's ass like it was looking for a previously undiscovered oil reserve. Mark moaned and groaned against me taking the assault on his ass like a champ. My arms were beginning to tire as I held myself over him, so, I slowly moved Mark into an embrace and hugged him up against me so that he was now impaling himself on my fleshy spike. "AHH!" Mark cried out. "Oh...FUCK!" This new position made it a little harder for me to drive my cock into him, so, the 13 year old god I was fucking took the reign and began to impale himself over and over on my cock. Up... Down... Up... Down... Mark worked his ass on my pole. We both cried out in pleasure. "Oh, baby!" I said between kisses and caresses. "Oh...yeah...fuck me....yeah...Hunhhh!" Up... Down... Up... Down... Faster and faster... Mark arched his back and before I knew it, his cum exploded out of him, covering both of us with his sticky sweet syrup. Seeing Mark erupt pushed me over the edge as well and soon enough I too was pumping rope after rope of cum into Mark's ass. We both held each other enjoying our post coital bliss, slowly sinking back onto the bed, slumber overtaking us.