Date: Wed, 03 Jun 1998 23:29:44 -0700
From: Dejah Vu <dejahvu@mailexcite.com>
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.

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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.

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