Date: Mon, 08 Oct 2001 10:08:06 -0400 From: Lee Mariner Subject: Mark -- Part #3 ____________________________________________________________________________ NOTE: This is a gay fantasy depicting homosexual acts involving gay men. If you are not of legal age to be reading this material or you do not approve, please exit. Thank you for your consideration. ____________________________________________________________________________ Chapter #4 John pulled the car out of his drive and drove down the hill to Reading Road turning right and heading North to where it would intersect with Hamilton Blvd. Not a very long drive as Lee remembered it, maybe 30 minutes or so. Sandwiched between Mark and Retta, oops, he was going to have to remember she wanted to be called by her full name, Loretta. Anyway, he was hugging the two kids he loved most in the world. Both Mark and Loretta (ha) were firing questions at him about his time in Saudi Arabia. Who he had met, what he did over there, did he have to wear those funny clothes and Lee was trying to answer. Sharon turned around and placing her hand on Loretta's knee, she said: "Hey, hey guys, give him a break." Looking at both of her children, Sharon said "Your favorite Uncle is not leaving tomorrow and I am sure there will be plenty of time for all of your questions." She had a twinkle in her eyes, looking at Lee but that comment started another fusillade of questions, "when are you leaving Uncle Lee, not soon are you?" That got a terse "can it kids" from John and they quieted down. Lee was breathless after that and just looked at both kids, his heart swelling with the love he felt for them and he hugged them a little tighter. He felt Mark squeeze his thigh, he had not noticed his hand resting there. Looking at him, he could see that little glint in his eyes and a smile flirting with his lips. Lee took a deep breath and thought to himself, "oh boy," They arrived at Kelly's without further incident, talking and laughing as they rode. John expertly slipped the car into a parking place and they got out, heading for the restaurant with the sun just setting behind the hills. It was a beautiful location and very popular. They found this out when they got inside and was told it might be a 30 or 45 minute wait. John gave them his name and told the hostess we would be in the lounge. Walking into the lounge there was only one table left with 4 seats. John asked the waiter for another chair and when he brought it, they all sat down to order drinks. John ordered a Coors in a cold glass, I ordered a Manhattan on the rocks and Sharon ordered a Margarita. Mark and Loretta (ha ha) were of course under age. Loretta asked her mother if she could have a Shirley Temple and leaning over to me she whispered, "I would rather have a glass of Chablis" Lee smiled at her, "later kid later" he said. Mark had not ordered and he asked "Uncle Lee what is a Manhattan?" Before Lee could answer he heard his brother say "something you don't get for about another 5 years or so", Lee answered his nephew. "A Manhattan is a mixed drink consisting of bourbon, red cherry juice, sugar and vermouth garnished with usually a single cherry and orange slice." Looking at the waiter he said "do you think we might get a coke with a couple of cherries and an orange slice for the boy?" The waiter said "yes sir, no problem". Lee had noticed the waiter, a nice looking boy maybe 21 or 22. He also noticed him scanning Mark as he took the order. Lee made a mental note to visit Kelly's again but alone. He had also noted from the ID tag he wore that his name was Corry. Corry brought the drinks and no sooner had he set them on the table, their name was called. Looking at John, Corry said "if you like sir, I can deliver them to your table?" John nodded and Corry placed the drinks back on his tray, not taking his eyes off of Mark. Lee thought Mark had noticed the waiter's attention and he looked just a little uncomfortable. When Mark stood up, Lee could detect a slight bulge in his zipper flap. Marks dick looked like it was laying flat on his stomach reaching for his belly button. They were seated at a nice alcove table and after Corry sat there drinks in front of them, Marks last. Corry asked John if he wanted to take care of it now or add it to the bill. John told him to add it all together. Corry left with a final glance at someone I knew he was interested in. Lee knew that most waiters knew that they rarely would meet someone in a party that had mixed adult and kids in. They could hope though. Hey, who wouldn't when it was someone like Mark. Dinner was uneventful except for an excellent meal. The steaks were delicious, baked potato done perfectly and the salad was fresh with a variety of dressings to choose from. Both kids had managed to be on either side of him but were for the most part very quiet while eating. They had been instructed in proper mealtime etiquette and knew better then do a lot of talking. John and Lee had learned that from their father, "let what you eat stop your mouth" was what Dad always said. He didn't mind a little chit chat as long as it was not loud. We always thought he sort of enjoyed seeing his sons interact with each other. All three of us knew better then to push him though. Doug is our other brother and lives in Denver. While we were talking he said "damn it would be good if Doug could be here." Lee knew better, Doug did not approve of Lee's lifestyle and had said so without pulling any punches. Looking at her husband Sharon said quietly "he knew Lee was going to be here but he didn't have time to make the trip, remember?" John put his glass to his mouth, his eyes shifting from Sharon to his brother. He knew he had opened his mouth on the wrong subject with the kids there. Lee could feel just a little tension and popped in with "hey, that's okay, I can catch him on my next trip west." It didn't really help. Both kids were finishing their dessert and not lifting their heads to say anything. Mark dropped his spoon with a clatter into his dish and said "hey Uncle Lee, would you like to get into the hot tub when we get home, you haven't been in it since Mom and Dad had it installed." Taking her son's hand in hers, Sharon told him that "the next time, you lay the spoon in the dish not drop it. You know better." Mark could only say "yes mother." Continuing on she remarked "maybe your uncle might like to relax before he has to put up with you guys." Lee, trying to break the tension at the mention of his other brother asked John, "will it hold 5 people, it sounds like a good way to get the kinks out after flying about 11,000 miles in the last week or so." Answering, that it would John went on to say that they had intended to drop you guys off and then he and Sharon had a meeting at the church with the Elders and Finance Committee. Loretta mentioned that she would have to skip the tub since she had an interview tomorrow for a part-time job at DePaul's Jewelers and didn't want to get her hair wet. She needed to raise some money for Christmas and that was only 4 months or so away. It was early August. Both kids received allowances but they were not lavish. Looking at Mark, Lee said "well kiddo that leaves just you and me if you are game." Smiling at his uncle, Mark said "okay by me." "Good" John said, "at least we will know where you will be. Your sister we know but you run around with those buddies of yours." Mark scowled at his father's remarks. After a brotherly argument over the bill, a compromise was reached and they headed home. On the way home John asked Lee if there was anything he needed before they reached the house. Mark told his dad they needed a 6 pack of Pepsi if it was okay. They stopped at Rite-Aid and he ran in and came out with a 12 pack getting a look from his mother when he got back to the car. John dropped them off and he and Sharon left for the church, admonishing the kids "they should not wear their uncle out and telling them they should be back close to 11PM." Hearing this, Lee said "that late, what do you guys talk about that takes that long?" John told him that when Henry Mullens got started only the lord would know when they were going to be finished. Lee remembered old Henry and agreed. The drove off as he and the kids headed into the house. Walking into the house, Loretta turned and kissed her uncle on the cheek telling him good night, she would see him in the morning before she left for the job interview. Lee told her good luck if he didn't get to see her, he might sleep in. Mark had already walked to their bedroom and Lee headed that way. The door was slightly ajar and walking in, he heard Mark in the bathroom. He rummaged around and found a pair of old shorts he could wear in the hot tub. He didn't hear the door to the bathroom open while he stripped down to put on the shorts. Suddenly he heard... "Damn Uncle Lee you aren't going to wear those are you?" Turning, he saw Mark standing there and his heart almost stopped. He was wearing a dark blue suit that fit like it was his skin and a pronounced bulge in the groin. Lee felt a surge as his cock started to swell. That dark blue suit against Mark's golden skin left nothing to the imagination, it was stunning. Running his eyes up and down one of the most magnificent bodies he could remember seeing, he felt his heart quicken and his cock surge to rock hard. He still did not have the shorts on but held them in front of himself. Grinning Mark said "wait a sec, I'll get you one of dad's, it should fit pretty good." Mark left the room and Lee almost ran into the bathroom. Closing the door, he leaned over the sink and running the cold water he splashed it on his face and his throbbing steel hard cock. Lee's heart was racing and his breathing was almost like he was panting. He was having a hell of a time fighting the urges surging over his body. After a few minutes he managed to get himself under control and his cock had subsided some to almost normal. He heard a light tap on the door... "Uncle Lee you okay, I got the suit." Hearing Mark, he reached for a towel and drying himself off he called "be right out." Opening the door and holding the towel in front, he stepped out and saw Mark holding a white suit that looked like it would not cover a babies ass. Taking it from his nephew and still holding the towel, he remarked "damn, couldn't you find anything smaller?" Mark just grinned and stood there. With his back to Mark, he dropped the towel and slipped the suit on, it was tight but he would be able to wear it. Adjusting himself in the pouch, he thought "hey not half bad if I do say so." Turning to face Mark, it was his turn to get big eyed. Looking at his uncle, he let out a low whistle followed by "damn Uncle Lee, you got a hell of a build, better then Dad even." Lee knew he did and smiled as he told Mark to lead the way to the tub. Grabbing towels they went out the side door from the kitchen and walked around too the tub. The tub was lit but Mark reached under the lip and flipping a switch, the tub and surrounding area was in total darkness except a glow from the area lights that were scattered around the edge of the deck and yard. They both felt the water and finding it satisfactory, they slipped over the edge and sank into the water. It felt great and Lee could feel his muscles starting to relax almost on contact with its warmth. He slid over to one side and leaning his head back on the headrest, he stretched his legs out flexing the muscles as he did. Mark had slid around to where he could talk over the bubbling and Lee felt his legs resting on his...turning his head, he saw his nephew sitting in the water looking at him and running his hands up and down his chest. In almost a whisper Lee heard, "Uncle Lee can I...Lee looked at him and Mark stopped what it was he was going to ask. Send comments to: mariner23502@hotmail.com