Date: Wed, 24 May 2023 09:35:48 +0100 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Mark's New Life 11 Can you imagine life without Nifty? Please show your support with contributions to keep the Archive online. You can find out how at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story mentions some real places but the characters and events are entirely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual interactions between a young teenager and older men. I would love to hear from you if you are enjoying this story. I will reply to all emails sent to colin4men@gmail.com Bill MARK'S NEW LIFE Chapter 11 Robert was at his desk when he received a phone call from Phil Mitchell about a job offer for Mark. "Jay Sharma from a company which specialises in tv commercials has been in touch. Apparently, you and Mark have met him already," Phil said. "That's correct," said Robert. "Jimmy King introduced us to him after Mark did that holiday commercial for him." "I see. Well, Sharma wants Mark for the starring role in some ad for train sets. Do you think Mark will be interested?" Phil responded. "I'm sure he will. Please send us the details," replied Robert. "I'll email the information and pop the contract in the post," said Phil. "Sharma wants to film next Friday so I hope it's not too short notice." "I can work something out. Thanks, Mr Mitchell." Robert ended the call and returned to the script he was working on. When he took a break a short time later, he found the email from Phil and printed a copy for Mark. Mark was curled up in an armchair reading a book when Phil entered the living room. He looked up and asked, "Is it time for lunch already?" "Yes, but I have some news for you first," replied Robert. "Read this email." Mark took the email and smiled as he read it. "Another job! It's a tv commercial but one where I have all of the lines. A girl makes a brief appearance but it's mainly me." "Happy? You know that this Mr Sharma will want something in return, don't you?" said Robert. "I will be on the tv screen for about 20 seconds. My face will become better known so that's good, isn't it?" Mark smiled. "Giving Mr Sharma a blowjob is nothing." "Supposing he wants more than that?" Mark shrugged. "As long as you are nearby, he can fuck me if he wants. It's no big deal." "It's a pretty big deal," said Robert. "He will be breaking the law and you expect me to go along with it." "Come on, Uncle Robert. You said you were cool with me offering sex to men in return for their help in becoming an actor," said Mark. "This Mr Sharma knows that he is taking a risk so he will be careful to ensure that nobody finds out." Robert sighed. "I guess I didn't think it would happen so often." "I wish it happened even more often! You know I love sex," responded Mark. "Of course, sex with you is the best. Do you want to do it now?" Robert couldn't help smiling. "No, I don't want to do it now! I want lunch." "Okay. Let's have lunch," said Mark. "Can I help you prepare it? We can have sex afterwards." *** Jay Sharma introduced Mark to Mr McArthur, the filming director, in his office and then they talked through what would happen. "You have seen the script so you know that you have some lines direct to the camera," Mr McArthur began. "Unusually it will be you rather than an adult doing the narration. You will be in the background as we film the model trains but there will be some close-ups of you operating the trains and holding some of the models." "What about the girl?" Mark asked. "We will film her short piece separately," replied Mr McArthur. "Apparently quite a few girls are into model railways these days." "And it would be wrong to talk about certain toys being suitable only for boys," added Mr Sharma. Mr McArthur stood up. "Ready to get started? We have a few model railways set up in the room next door." Robert followed the others through to the studio but remained in the background with Jay Sharma as they did a rehearsal and then the filming. Mark moved around the various train layouts as cameras focused on different ones. He then sat down and read out the words which would accompany the short film. "Whether you are interested in locomotives from the golden age of steam like the Flying Scotsman or modern day diesels and electrics, we have something for everyone. You can start with a small train set like this and build it up over the years to something special like this. You can choose between a branch line with small beautifully detailed locomotives such as this Great Western Railway pannier tank or a mainline with an Azuma electric multiple unit of the type currently operating out of Kings Cross and Paddington in London. Of course, there are beautiful carriages and wagons to accompany the locomotives and detailed station buildings, goods depots and factories too. Some locomotives feature lights and realistic sound. Receiving a train set for Christmas can lead to a satisfying life-long hobby. Visit your local toy shop or buy online direct from us." The narrative was followed by short pieces where Mark held up or operated different models and commented on them. "Thank you, Mark. You did a great job," Mr McArthur said at the end. "We have more than we need so don't expect to see everything you did in the final edited version." "Thank you, Mr McArthur," smiled Mark. "I enjoyed that and I might buy myself a train set." The man laughed. "Beware! It can become addictive and good models aren't cheap." "That was fun. What now?" Mark said as he reached Robert and Mr Sharma. "I'm hoping you will come to my office and join me for a light lunch," said Mr Sharma. "We canÉem, review today and discuss the possibility of other work." "Okay." Mark smiled at Mr Sharma and winked at Robert. "And have sex," he said to himself. *** Having picked up food and drinks at a sandwich shop close to his office in the city centre, Jay Sharma invited Mark and Robert to sit down and have lunch. "I thought you did an excellent job this morning," Jay told Mark. "It was an unusual commercial but I felt sure you could handle it after hearing all about you from Jimmy King." "We appreciate you taking a chance on Mark with his limited experience, Mr Sharma," said Robert. The casting agent smiled and called, "Call me Jay. We're all friends, right?" "Do you think you will be able to find other jobs for me, Mr SharmaÉJay?" Mark asked. "I'm pretty sure of it," replied Jay. "Although I know that you probably want proper acting work." "I do but in the meantime I will do anything." Mark smiled sweetly and then winked at Jay. "Did Mr King tell you how I thanked him for getting me a job?" Jay swallowed visibly and looked nervously at Robert before nodding. Mark said, "I need to thank you properly once we have finished lunch. In the meantime, I would like to take my clothes off. Is that okay with you?" Jay looked over at Robert who said, "Mark loves being nude at home and I'm fine with that. He has a nice body with an all over tan from sunbathing naked." Jay swallowed and then smiled at Mark. "Please make yourself comfortable." Mark stood up and undressed while facing Jay. As Robert expected, Mark had an erection when he dropped his trousers. Mark pushed his briefs down, stepped out of them and then flashed his bum at Jay when he bent to pick them up. After placing his briefs on top of his other clothes, Mark sat back down with his legs spread. "That feels better," he said before reaching for another sandwich. Nobody spoke for a few minutes and then Mark said, "Would you like me to sit in your lap, Jay? You can touch me if you wish." Again Jay looked at Robert to check his reaction. "He loves sitting in my lap when he's naked," said Robert, who was turned on by the thought of seeing Mark do something sexual with the man. "Hmm, okay," Jay said, nodding at Mark. Mark smiled and moved over to Jay. He wiggled his bum against Jay as he found a comfortable position. "Hold me in case I slip off," he said. Jay put an arm around the boy's waist and rested his hand on the smooth stomach. "You have very soft skin." Mark turned his head and smiled at Jay. "Slide your fingers a bit lower and you'll feel a hairy patch." Jay gulped but slid his fingers into the thin patch of pubic hair. Mark looked down at the large brown hand almost touching his rock-hard cock. "If you move a little bit lower still, you will find something hard," he said in little more than a whisper. "Go on, do it." Jay avoided looking at Robert as he gently grasped the stiff boy-cock. "That feels nice. Can I see and then suck yours, Jay?" asked Mark. "I don't think your uncle would approve," Jay replied as he looked at Robert for his reaction. "Uncle Robert won't mind. He knows how much I love sex," Mark said. "That's true," said Robert. "As long as I can see that Mark isn't being hurt, I'm not going to stop you having sex with him." "See? I told you," Mark said to Jay. "That means you can even fuck me if you want." Jay groaned. He had fantasised about fucking Mark after their first meeting but he never expected to get more than a blowjob. Mark's hand found Jay's stiff cock. "This tells me that you like the idea of fucking my tight boy-pussy, Jay. I'd like that too. I love being fucked." "ButÉ" "Don't worry. Uncle Robert is just here to ensure my safety," said Mark. "You won't take any pictures, will you?" Jay asked Robert. "No. That wouldn't be safe for either of us," was the reply. "I will even switch my phone off and leave it on top of your desk." Mark slid off Jay's knees and knelt between his legs. "Shall we begin with me sucking your cock?" he asked, running his hands slowly up the man's thighs. "Wait until your uncle has switched off his phone," Jay replied in a soft voice. Mark smiled and watched as Robert turned his phone off and put it down. Then he unzipped Jay's trousers and felt inside his fly. "You have a big one. I like that," said Mark. With the man's help, he soon had the trousers and briefs down around his ankles. "Very nice," he said as he looked at the dark brown 22.5 cm (almost 9 inch) cock standing up from a bush of black pubic hair. "It's not too big for you, is it?" Jay asked. Mark took hold of the uncut cock and looked at it closely. It was almost as long as Robert's but it was much thinner so he knew he'd have no trouble taking it. However to make the man feel good, he said, "It will be a challenge but I think I can take it." He then gave the cock a few gentle wanks before leaning forward to kiss the cockhead. "Suck it," whispered Jay. Mark took the cockhead between his lips, bringing a soft moan from Jay. Robert's cock was stiff as he watched the expert young cocksucker at work. Soon he heard Mark's familiar humming as he deep-throated the man's cock. "Oh, you are good at this. Jimmy was right," said Jay. He moaned a few times as Mark bobbed up and down on his cock. Mark was thinking about the pre-cum he could taste. He had wondered if it might taste spicy but it was simply salty. Having decided it was time to move to the next stage, he came off the cock and asked, "Do you have any lube?" "No, I'm afraid not," replied Jay. "I didn't think I'd need any." "No worries. I put some in Uncle Robert's jacket pocket just in case," Mark said. Robert took the tube from his pocket and placed it on the desk. Mark stood up and asked, "How do you want me?" "Lying on the desk, I think," Jay responded. "I'd like to see your cute face." Mark helped Jay clear space on the desk, climbed onto it and then lay down. He turned to wink at Robert as he pulled his legs back and opened up for Jay. Jay licked his lips and then dived down to suck on Mark's rock-hard, leaking cock. "Sweet," he muttered. Then he spread the boy's buttocks and licked the pink opening. "That feels great, Jay," said Mark, spreading his legs wider. Robert, with his ringside seat, was also leaking pre-cum at this point. He wished he had been able to film the action. Jay was now tongue-fucking Mark and eliciting whimpers and little squeals. Eventually Mark said, "Fuck me, Jay. Fuck me and make me cum." Jay straightened up and smiled down at Mark. "You want my Indian cock in your little white bottom?" "Yes! Yes! Fuck my little white bottom!" Jay reached for the lube and greased his throbbing cock. He applied some gel to Mark's opening and then placed his cockhead against it. Mark moaned softly as he pushed back and then gasped when the cock breached his sphincter. Jay froze but Mark smiled and said, "Push it all in." Jay pushed in slowly and steadily until Mark felt the crinkly hair pressing against his buttocks. "That's it. Now fuck me, Jay. Fuck me hard!" Jay couldn't ignore Robert who was within touching distance but he was too turned to be concerned about him now. He just wanted to fuck the pretty white boy and cum inside his tight arse. He started slowly but soon he was fucking Mark hard and fast. Mark sensed that Jay wasn't going to last long so he started wanking his cock while watching the expressions on the man's face. Jay was looking at Mark's face and nowhere else. "Yeah, that's good. Fuck me. Fill my boy-pussy with your man-cream!" Jay's thrusts became faster and then he grunted, pushing his cock as deep as possible as he flooded Mark's bowels with the biggest load he had produced in a very long time. Mark wanked himself to a climax before Jay had finished, splattering his upper body with blobs of boy-cum before he rested his head and sighed. Jay was still holding Mark's hips when the boy raised his head, smiled and said, "Thank you for getting me that job, Mr Sharma." Jay couldn't help but grin. He watched as the boy scooped the cum from his body and ate it. Then he eased his softening cock from Mark's arse and reached for his underwear. "You are not only a good young actor, Mark. You are a great fuck," he said. Mark sat up and said, "Thanks. You are a good fucker." "Get dressed, Mark. We need to get home," said Robert. "We've got guests coming for dinner this evening and we need to do some shopping first." When Jay looked at him, he added, "Family." "Yes, a nice way to end an exciting day," smiled Mark. When they said their goodbyes, Jay said he'd be in touch if anything else suitable came up. "That was really hot," Robert told Mark as soon as they were outside. Mark grinned. "I enjoyed it. Were you turned on watching me get fucked?" "Yeah. I loved seeing that long thin cock entering you and I was close to cumming, seeing you being fucked right in front of me," said Robert. "It was a million times better than any porn video." Mark nodded. "It was strange. I didn't find Mr Sharma particularly attractive but doing it with you watching made me feel as if I was a porn star." "That's something you're definitely not going to get involved in, even after you're eighteen!" Robert declared. "I will be a famous actor by then," smiled Mark. "I will be making lots of money and sex will be purely for fun." "That's the way it should be," Robert said as they got into the car. Nothing much was said until they were on a quieter road outside the city. "Are you still watching porn now that you're having regular sex?" Robert asked Mark. "Yes, but not as often," replied Mark. "I don't usually wank off while watching it now though. I prefer to cum while you are fucking me." Robert laughed. "I guess I should be happy about that." "You're the only man I love," smiled Mark. Robert turned to Mark and raised his eyebrows. "Yeah? Not the hunky older men you watch in porn videos? Do you have a favourite?" Mark smiled. "Actually my favourite porn star isn't an older man. It's Austin Young." "I don't think I know him," responded Robert. "He's an American in his early twenties, only marginally taller than me," explained Mark. "Like me, he looks younger than his real age and he has sex with older men - ones old enough to be his father or even his grandfather. And the men usually have huge cocks." "So you watch him to learn stuff?" Robert asked. "Sort of. I used to fantasise about being him until I met you," replied Mark. "And you have a lovely big cock like some of his regular screen partners." "I should do some research on this Austin guy," said Robert. "He's made dozens of videos," Mark said. "Some kinky ones where he's like a sex slave or tied up and whipped." "That will be why you like the kinky stuff like spanking and golden showers," suggested Robert. "I haven't seen him getting involved in piss action," Mark responded. "That's just something I thought about myself. If I am to serve your beautiful big cock, I don't just want your cum - although I love it. I want your piss too sometimes." Robert smiled. "You are a crazy but wonderful boy." "But you still love me," Mark said with a smile. "I do," said Robert. Then he sighed. "It's a pity that Peggy, Brian and the kids are coming for dinner this evening. We could have had a long sex session as soon as we got home." Mark laughed. "You always say I don't have any patience. I'm happy to wait until after they have gone home." "That's because you spunked off little more than half an hour ago! I was left frustrated with a raging boner," responded Robert. "All good things come to those who wait. Isn't that what you tell me?" Mark reached over and squeezed Robert's crotch. Robert smiled and shook his head. "Changing the subject, have you decided what to cook for dinner?" Mark asked. "Roast chicken. Everybody loves that," replied Robert. "You can help me choose a dessert when we see what the supermarket has to offer." To be continued