From: tuckerdb@citilink.com (tucker bennett)
Subject: Brian (teen males con)
Date: Fri, 16 May 97 04:04:54 GMT
Organization: Citilink Internet

Be warned this is a story containing sexual adventures of males with males, 
consentually.


Chapter 1

"I bet you never even got a hard-on before."  Mark states.
"What?"  Brian replies, not sure he heard Mark right.  He glances at his 
friend as they peddle
their bicycles.
"You know a woody."  Mark smiles, his eyes twinkling.
"A woody?"  Brian asks, "You mean an erection?  Like a hard throbbing shaft of 
male anatomy?"
Mark grins.  "Yeah, a heat seeking moisture missile."
"A one eyed pocket rocket."
"A cock."
"A prick"
"A fuck stick."
"A love stick."
Brian and Mark smile at each other, and chuckle.  They ride together as they 
peddle their
bicycles.  Brian's thoughts caught on Mark's sudden questioning him about 
getting a hard-on,
wondering what Mark had in mind.  He looks at his friend, wondering just what 
could be running
through Mark's thoughts.  Brian had found Mark an interesting friend, having 
met him the week
he'd moved to the new neighborhood.  He'd left behind him several old friends, 
and a lover.
Since moving to the new town he'd looked but had practiced caution before 
making a move on a
guy he found attractive.  His eyes look at Mark again, finding that attraction 
again.  "God, he's
good looking."  He thinks, recalling that first week after he and Mark had met 
was one filled with
curiosity, and many nights spent beating off to visions of Mark's naked body, 
sucking Mark's
dick, licking his balls, and jacking off while the visions played in his head. 
 "God, if he only knew,
how I get a hard-on thinking of him."  His thoughts remind him.  He smiles as 
he rides, recalling
the wrestling matches he and Mark usually had, and the way his dick reacted to 
them, getting
hard.  "Hell," he thinks, "I think Mark has the same reaction."  Remembering a 
friendly match
where his arm had brushed over Mark's loins, and he swore he could feel Mark's 
stiff prick.
"So?"  Mark says with a smile.
"So what?"  Brian replies, his thoughts interrupted by Mark's question.
"You ever get a hard-on before?"
"That's a stupid question."
"So answer it."
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes, I've gotten a hard-on!"  Brian exclaims exasperated.  He smiles, as he 
wipes the sweat
from his brow.  His blue eyes glance ahead at the flexing leg muscles of his 
friend, Mark.  He
watches as Mark pulls ahead of him and continues riding ahead of him.  "God 
he's got a nice
ass."  He thinks to himself, as his eyes travel over Mark's anatomy, finding 
the firm mounds of
Mark's butt encased in the soft worn material of faded blue denim.  Mark was a 
hunky athletic
guy, he was on the high school hockey team, and track.  It was something that 
Brian found
intriguing.  Not that Mark was a fellow athlete, but that sports kept Mark's 
body in great shape.
"Especially his cute butt."  Brian says to himself.  He sighs remembering the 
sight of Mark's butt,
with a skimpy bright red string bikini drawn up around his thighs holding 
Mark's balls and cock in
check.  He chuckles as he takes a breath, his eyes glancing at the firm 
mounds, noting the slight
hole where the bright colors of Mark's underwear were displayed.  He follows 
Mark up the incline
of the hill.  His eyes watching the legs of Mark's torn cut-offs, flap as they 
cycle up the hill.
"What I wouldn't give to be his shorts."  He says softly.
Mark glances back at him.  "Come on."  He calls.
"I'm coming.  Jesus Mark."  Brian shouts in return.  He smiles, knowing he was 
holding back to
enjoy watching Mark.  Riding behind Mark Brian could look ahead and watch 
Mark's firm,
muscled legs, and ass flex as the rode their bicycles.  He could sniff the 
air, and smell the scent
of Mark's bath soap, mixed with the laundry soap in Mark's clothing, and a 
slight heady smell of
sweat.  It caused he to daydream, and fantasize about running his hands of 
Mark's tight naked
ass.  His dick was at a constant semi-hard state for the better part of the 
ride.  He smiles and
nods as he passes Mark, not stopping until he reached the top of the hill, and 
waited for Mark.
Smiling as he watches Mark, frustrated and winded ride up to him.  "I thought 
you said you could
ride."  Brian states.
Mark shoots him a menacing look.
Brian smiles, his eyes catching a glimpse of the bulging crotch of Mark's 
cut-offs.  He shakes his
head, as his mind fills with thoughts of seeing Mark in the locker room after 
gym, tennis, and
track.  "And I know he's wearing his skimpy bikini shit."  He thinks, 
recalling he had caught a
glimpse of the bright print pouch of Mark's bikini as the mounted their bikes. 
 "Fuck."  He says to
himself, at the thought of peeling off Mark's cut-offs to find his bikini 
bulging with a hard pulsing
cock.  He smiles, "God, I'm horny."  He says to himself, rationalizing the 
thoughts that had him
imagining sex with his new friend.
Mark smiles, "You wanna take a break?"
Brian nods.  "Yeah, sounds good."  .  Brian smiles to himself.  "God, he does 
have a nice ass."
He says to himself, as he follows Mark into the park .  He smiles, recalling 
time spent in the
showers after gym class, and tennis practice.  They became friends rather 
quickly, getting to
know each other through spending weekends with each other, shopping, hitting 
the high school
basketball games, and Mark had even sparked an interest in hockey.  Brian was 
hesitant of
letting Mark know he was gay, having  gone through a ration of shit at his old 
school.  But, now
summer was here, and they were out of school and doing things together on a 
daily basis.
He follows Mark across the grass to a large tree, offering shade from the noon 
day sun.
They both climb off their cycles, laying them on the grass, falling to the 
ground themselves.
They sit on the grass leaning against the tree, pulling their shirts off, 
their shorts damp, cling to
their loins.
Brian smiles to himself, as he inhales deeply, catching the aroma of Mark's 
sweaty body.  The
scent seemed sensual.  He chuckles to himself, as he squirts water from his 
bottle in his mouth,
then directs the stream at Mark.
Mark jumps.  He looks menacingly at Brian, taking his water bottle and squirts 
a stream of warm
water at Brian.
Brian smiles, and returns fire.  Soon they find themselves drenched and out of 
water.  Brian
tosses his water bottle aside, and lunges at Mark.  Mark counters with a quick 
turn, but is caught
in Brian's grasp.  They pit themselves against each other in a display of 
writhing, twisting bodies
under the outstretched limbs of the tree.  They roll on the grass wrestling 
with each other in a
friendly show of strength.  Brian grapples with Mark and finds himself 
straddling Mark's prone
body, pinning Mark on the sod.  Brian smiles to himself, thinking he has Mark 
in a vulnerable
position.  He could feel his dick hard and sweaty fighting for freedom from 
his clothing.  "God,
how I just want to take it out right here, and suck him."  He looks at Mark, 
whose eyes seem
attracted to Brian's crotch.
"Mmm, what's this?"  Kevin asks.
Brian's expression changes, as he looks down on Mark, as Mark's hands gently 
caress his legs,
tickling the hairs of his thighs.
"I think we've got a big fat cock."  Mark offers, as his hands slip into the 
leg of Brian's cut-offs.
"Mmm, yes it's a big fucking hard cock too."  He says.  His eyes dance to 
Brian's face, as his
hands gently squeeze Brian's cock, slowly working Brian's dick into the leg of 
his cut-offs.  Mark's
hands gently grab Brian's ass and pull him forward, until Brian's groin is 
smothering Mark's face.
Brian gasps, feeling Mark's lips and teeth gnaw at his cock held in the denim, 
as Mark's hands
massage his ass.  He listens to Mark moan and groan, and offer words that are 
muffled by
Brian's groin.  His mind spins at Mark's sudden attack.  "He's never done this 
before."  Brian
thinks, as his dick swells with the constant sucking and gnawing.  He grinds 
his hips forcing his
loins into Marks eager and willing face.  He feels his cut-offs loosen, and 
soon his cock is free of
the prison of denim, and cotton briefs.
"Oh fuck."  Mark manages to say, before sliding Brian's cock into his mouth 
and begins to suck it.
Brian's eyes close for a moment as his mind fills with the pleasurable feeling 
of his dick in the
warm recesses of Mark's sucking mouth.  "Mmmph."  He sighs, as he straddles 
Mark's body,
feeling Mark's hands on his ass pulling down his shorts, and Mark's mouth 
working on his cock.
he smiles, feeling his balls bounce on Mark's chin.  His thoughts offer him an 
idea, and he
reaches a hand behind him to search Mark's loins for Mark's dick.  He grins, 
feeling Mark's hard
cock held in his cut-offs.  Deftly he works at the buttons of Mark's shorts, 
and soon has Mark's
cock in his fingers, gently stroking the stiff member, with a steady ooze of 
precum.
"You wanna suck mine?"  Mark offers, slurping his mouth off Brian's cock.
Brian smiles.  "I would love to suck your dick."
In a flash both of them are peeling off their sweaty damp clothing, and 
positioning them selves
on the grass beside each other, their hands eagerly touch and caress the 
other, exploring the
other's body as they slowly work together, positioning themselves, finally 
getting the fruits of their
loins where they can access them, and both plunge head long into a suck off, 
their mad pace to
see who can get the other off first.  They roll on the grass, as they try to 
bring the other to climax.
Their naked bodies warming in the afternoon sun,  Their sweaty bodies slide 
against the other as
they fight to continue their competition.
The whole scene fills Brian's mind with more passion, and he can feel his body 
grow with
excitement as the first few tastes of precum steadily fill his mouth.  His 
lips curl into a grin as he
swallows Mark's cock, sliding a finger to Mark's asshole, and gently probes 
the pucker.
Mark's body lurches, forcing his cock in deeper as Brian's finger pushes 
through the puckered
hole of his asshole, gently stroking the inner reaches of Mark's ass, as 
Mark's balls explode,
spilling his seed into Brian's hungry mouth.
Brian swallows, almost gagging on the sudden infusion of viscous fluid into 
his mouth.  He rolls
what he can over his taste buds, while he swallows what is shot down his 
throat.  "Jesus,"  he
thinks, "He can fuckin' shoot." as volley after volley of cum jet from Mark's 
swollen member.
Brian continues to suck the wilting dick, as Mark's mouth hungrily suck his 
cock.  He moans
softly feeling his balls churn, preparing to loose his torrent of hot cum into 
the hot sucking mouth.
He gently sucks the last drops of cum from Mark's limp dick, as the feelings 
of his impending
climax grow.  The limp cock slips from his lips as he moans again.  "Mmm, oh 
Mark, that feel so
good."  He sighs, as Mark rolls him on his back, and bobs his head over 
Brian's loins.  "Mmm,
suck my cock."  Brian offers, his hands reach above him gently playing with 
Mark's ass as his
hips slowly rise and fall on the grass.  He smiles.  "Oh yeah, oh fuck yeah." 
 He whispers.  "I'm
gonna cum Mark, I'm. . . gonna. . . cuuuummmmm."  He groans launching his hips 
off the
ground filling Mark's mouth with his dick, and his balls explode shooting his 
juices into Mark's
eager mouth.  His fingers clutch Mark's ass, as he fires his load deep in 
Mark's suckling mouth.
He writhes under Mark's sucking and feels his volleys swallowed eagerly, 
passionately as he
continues to unload his swollen balls.  Finally he lies listless on the grass, 
feeling his body
glowing with the heat of the day, his sweat rolls off his body, as he feels 
Mark roll onto the grass
beside him.  He glances at Mark's face, as Mark wipes his mouth on the back of 
his hand.  They
exchange smiles as they lay on the grass letting their thoughts return, 
letting the sun bake their
bodies, as they let their bodies regain composure, from their climaxes.
Brian assess Mark's naked body for later.  Smiling that in the past he snuck 
peaks in the locker
room, hoping Mark wouldn't catch him.  Now, he could look without fear.  He 
let his eyes travel
over Mark's body noting the definition of Mark's body, his firm thighs, tight 
abs, and sculpted
chest, not bulging with muscles but nicely hewn flesh.  He sighs gently 
shaking his head, seeing
his favorite sight on Mark's body the mole on his butt.  Brian had seen the 
mole almost every day
in gym class.  In his fantasies, Brian dreamt of kissing Mark's mole, and 
there in front of him was
the mole.  He smiles, recalling the fantasies.
"God."  Mark says softly.
"Yeah."
"I haven't cum like that in a while."
Brian smiles.  "Me neither."
"So where'd you learn to suck cock?"
"In New Jersey.  I had a boyfriend."
"You're gay?"
Brian nods.  "You?"  He asks, looking into the light blue afternoon skies.
Mark chuckles.  "Yeah, I guess I am."
"Guess?"
"Yeah.  I don't know if I am really.  I know that I like to suck dick, and 
that I am attracted to guys."
"Yeah, that's usually a good indication."
They chuckle, smiling at each other.  Their hands gently touch the other's 
naked body.
"You ever have sex with a girl?"  Mark asks.
"No, you?"
"No."  Mark smiles.  "Not yet."  He chuckles.  "Been able to find enough cock 
to suck to keep me
happy."  His eyes look at Brian.  "You're the first guy that I've sucked, that 
liked sucking cock in
return."
Brian smiles.  "Thank you for the opportunity."
"I wanted to do this for a while."
"Me too."
Mark smiles, as his hand caresses Brian's body.  "I wasn't sure how you'd take 
it.  I figured that
you got a hard-on when we'd wrestle.  I know I did."
Brian nods.  "I wondered if you did.  I thought I felt it once."
"Oh, I tried to get you a feel more than once."  Mark answers his eyes look at 
Brian.  "I wanted
you to feel my dick, and my balls."
Brian chuckles.
"I figured when you didn't creep out the times, I'd slip my arm between your 
legs, or push at your
cock with my ass that you probably didn't mind it."
Brian smiles, recalling all the times they had wrestled, and how he was always 
finding Mark's ass
brushing over his crotch.  "Well, we oughta get dressed before we get caught."
"Yeah."
They slowly collect their clothing, and reluctantly pull their clothes on 
under the other's watchful
eyes.  They prepare themselves for the ride home, filling their water bottles 
at the fountain, then
climb on the bikes, and slowly peddle home.
Brian's thoughts run through the afternoon, and the sex, finding Mark's cock a 
wonderful surprise.
His thoughts wonder how Mark had come to sucking guys dicks.  His thoughts 
question Mark's
comment that he thought he was gay, but wasn't really sure.  He wondered if it 
was the promise
of a relationship beginning between them.
Mark breaks the silence between them.  "I guess you're wondering what it's all 
about."
Brian nods, as he peddles.
"For as long as I've known it, all I think about is guys.  Since I was a kid, 
I liked good looking
school friends.  I wanted to have them as friends.  Sometimes they were 
interested, and
sometimes they weren't.  Sometimes I found myself heartbroken because I 
thought they wanted
me, and they didn't."
Brian nods, knowing the feelings.
"Well, anyway, a friend's older brother, well, it's sort of creepy, I guess, 
and sort of innocent,
anyways I was at Tom's house, and we were looking at Penthouse magazines, and 
his brother
discovered us in the basement.  We were dressed and all, but he made like it 
was some bad
thing.
"So he says he'll tell their mother, unless we take out our dicks.
"So we did."
Brian shakes his head, as he listens, and peddles.
"Well, he touched us and all that.  But, well it didn't end there.  I guess I 
thought it was great to
have an older guy like me, and want me to be apart of his fun.  One day he 
shows up at my
house, and asks if I'd like to go to the park, and we take off.  He tells me 
there's a fort in the
woods.  He asks if I'd like to see it.  I said sure.  I knew all the places in 
the woods, and the only
thing close to a fort was this old well house.  That's were we wound up.  He 
said he and a couple
buddies had put a mattress in the shack, and would camp out there.  He pulled 
out a couple
magazines, and opened his pants, pulling out his cock.  I sat and watched.  
Well, he instructs me
to relax and do the same.  He said it was natural and all, so I did.
"I asked him if I could touch him.  He was bigger than I was, hell, he was 
already graduated, and
I was just a junior in high school.  I was really interested in his dick, and 
his pubes, and balls.  I
played with them, and he told me how to jack his cock.  Man, that was a blast, 
watching him
cum, from my hands on his cock, and balls.  He'd cum on me and rub it all over 
me.  I was like I
dunno in heaven..  Then I'd jack off."
Brian glances at Mark as they ride along.  His thoughts considering Mark's 
story, wondering what
he was thinking.  "So did he get you to suck his dick?"
"Sort of.  That didn't happen until later.  He and a couple of his friends 
were in the shack one
afternoon.  I had been going to the shack on my own, and jacking off thinking 
about him, and his
cum smeared over my body, touching his thick cock.  Well, I heard voices 
coming from the
shack, so I snuck up on shack, and listened.
"They were sitting around getting high.  They had the magazines out, and were 
laughing about
the girls, and sex and the stories.  I peeked in and saw that they were still 
dressed, but it was
obvious that he was hard and hot his hand was playing with his crotch.'
"'What's the matter?'  One of the guys asked.  'You got a hard-on?'
"'You?'  He replied.
"'Fuck yeah, I gotta big fuckin' dick.'
"Well, that was all it took, and the three of them pull out their cocks, and 
measured them against
each other, and then one of them kneels on the floor and starts sucking their 
dicks.  I saw him
getting his cock sucked, and saw him cum, and look like he was in total 
pleasure.
"I watched as the three of them began making love to each other.  The three of 
them got naked,
and licked and sucked and kissed and fondled.  They all came about three 
times, before they
figured they had to get home."
Brian is silent, unsure of how to respond to Mark's sharing with him, they 
ride along for a while.
"Well," Mark continues, finally, "Seeing him get his dick sucked, and looking 
like he really
enjoyed it, I thought I'd give it a try."  He sighs, looking over at Brian.  
"So the next time I was in
the shack with him, I played with his dick, and then started sucking it.  Boy 
was he surprised, and
so was I when I found out what happens when you suck a guy's dick, he cums, 
and boy did he
cum.  Man, it was fuckin' wild, I thought I was going to drown in his cum."  
Mark chuckles.  "Well,
one day out in the shack we're getting it one, or I am , he never sucked my 
dick, or jacked me
off.  He liked to see me get naked, and show off my naked body, while he 
stroked his cock, and
then I was allowed to suck his cock.
"So we're out there, and his buddies show up, there I am totally naked, my 
dick hard and I'm
posing for Steven.  I don't know what to do.  I knew that they were doing the 
same thing, sort of.
I watched them get high and suck each other, so I figured that they'd do the 
same thing.  Well,
they wanted a show, they had me spread my ass, roll over so that my ass was 
over my head,
and do all this shit.  They touched me, and poked my butt with their fingers, 
until their dicks
where hard, and they pulled out their cocks, and started stroking them.
"Steven tells them that I like to suck dick, and they all want that.  So I 
did.  I was really scared
that they were gonna hurt me.  They told me how they liked to get their dicks 
sucked, and what
to do.  They jacked off in my face, and made me swallow their cum.  I became 
their boy toy.  It
was sort of fun."
Brian nods, smiling a little, "Sounds to me like the four guys were sick 
fucks."  He thinks.
"I know that it doesn't sound like fun, but they got me high too.  Once they 
brought another kid,
Scott, and we had to do it while they watched."  Mark sighs, as he peddles 
beside Brian.  "They
liked to watched us get naked.  They had us wear stuff too, like panties, bras 
and pantyhose.
They liked to beat-off while we kissed each other, and performed for them.  
When they were
ready, Scott and I sucked their dicks.  It became sort of a game with us.
"Steven went of f  to college, and Scott lost interest or something, but, I 
could find one or two of
the other guys at the shack, and I'd suck their dicks."  He smiles.  
"Sometimes they didn't show
up, and there were other guys that would.  They'd come out to the shack to get 
high, and find me
sitting there, and I'd suck their dicks.
"I don't know if that means that I'm gay or not.  I just know that I like to 
do those things."
Brian nods.
"Something about making a guy cum gives me a thrill."  Mark sighs, glancing at 
Brian as they
ride along.  "What about you?"
Brian smiles.  "Oh just meeting a guy that thought I was cute at a party, that 
I thought was cute.
"He told me he wanted to know if it upset me, or if it would upset me if he 
said that he wanted to
get to know me better.  We were the same age, and in high school together, we 
didn't have
much experience, but we had fun learning.  We started beating off, going on 
dates, necking in
the car, then started giving each other blow jobs.  He'd read stuff in 
magazines and say we
should try them, stuff like sixty-nining and rimming, and then fucking and 
shit like that.  We told
our parents that we were gay.  His got upset, and mine were cool."  He 
chuckles.  "They've been
wondering if I have a boyfriend yet."
"Do you?"
"You're the closest thing to being a boyfriend.  All I've done is hang out 
with you."
Mark nods with a chuckle.  "Do they think we're lovers?"
"I dunno."
They finally come to the outskirts of town.  Their peddling grows slower as 
they enter town and
turn up the street leading to their subdivision.  Brian's thoughts considering 
their next moves.  He
smiles to himself, wondering what he would of done with his old lover.  He 
chuckles, recalling the
nightsthey had spent making love in their bedrooms while their parents were 
out of town.
"You know I don't really want this to end."  Mark offers.
Brian smiles, feeling that Mark was thinking the same thing he was.  "I know 
what you mean.
I've had a fun day."  He looks at Mark, he catches the sparkle in Mark's eyes. 
 "Sort of hungry."
"Me too.  You wanna come over to my house?"
"I really need to get a shower, that grass made me really itchy."
Mark smiles.  "We could take a shower together."
Brian nods.  "Yeah."  He sighs, wondering if they should go on with their 
sexual adventure.
"What about clothes for me?"
"You can wear some of mine."  Mark grins.  "But, if it goes right we don't 
have to wear any."  His
grin grows.  "Mom and Dad are out of town till Tuesday."  He looks into 
Brian's eyes.  "Wha'dya
say?"
"Jeez."  Brian thinks, mulling over the invitation, his dick hardening at the 
thoughts of having sex
in Mark's house, alone, romping around naked.  "I'll have to call home," Brian 
smiles, "Okay."
They ride to Mark's house, putting their bikes in the garage, and head into 
the house through the
back door.


Chapter 2

Mark turns to Brian as he walks through the door, capturing him in his arms, 
as he slips a hand to Brian's
crotch and gently squeezes, offering Brian a soft moan, that tickles Brian's 
neck.  Brian moves his head,
turning slightly, he puckers his lips and gently touches his lips to Mark's 
neck.  His mind swimming,
wondering what Mark would think, how he would react.
"Fff-uuu-ckkhh."  Mark moans, his body stiffening as Brian's tongue darts out 
and gently prods Mark's
earlobe, he giggles.
Brian smiles, as his hands caress Mark's body, "He's never had a guy make love 
to him."  His thoughts
tell him.
"Brian." Mark whispers, his hand falls from Brian's crotch, as Brian begins to 
fan his flames of passion. 
"Brian."  He whispers again.  His head falls back into Brian's hand as it 
caresses his sweaty locks, and
gently licks his neck.  Brian's tongue slips along his jawline, his body 
shudders.  His breath grows deep as
he gasps for air, feeling Brian's lips touch him, his head turns, as Brian's 
lips come to his.
Brian slips his tongue into Mark's virgin mouth, finding Mark's tongue ready 
to wrestle.  He can feel the
pull of Mark's mouth sucking on his tongue as they kiss.  His hands caress 
Mark's body, slipping under
the damp sweaty shirt, exploring the curves of Mark's body, slowly heading the 
firm muscles of Mark's
abdomen to his chest, knowing Mark's nipples lay somewhere.  Mark's reaction 
tells him he found them,
as his fingers gently rub them, bringing them to a hard state, that he gently 
tugs on, his tongue offering
Mark deep passionate sweeps.  He breaks for a moment, gasping for a breath.
Mark looks at Brian, his chest rising and falling as he to sucks in air.  A 
smile creeps over his lips.  "God,
kissin' Scott was never like that."
Brian smiles, his hand gently caresses Mark's cheek.  "There're probably a few 
things that are different
than the things you did with Scott."
"Things you've done?"
Brian, smiles.  "Just beginning."
Mark's hands pull Brian to him, and lets his lips find Brian's and they again 
swap spit.  Brian works
Mark's shirt up his body, exposing his firm chest, and the hard nipples 
perched there.  He drops his lips
to the firm buttons of flesh, and sucks on one and then the other, his tongue 
tracing back and forth,
licking the sweat that still clung to Mark's body.  "God, he tastes so good." 
 He tells himself.  Slowly his
hands travel over Mark's abdomen to Mark's cut-offs, opening them.  Mark 
moans, he snakes his body
from his cut-offs, with Brian's help, they fall to Mark's ankles.
Mark pulls his shirt over his head, as Brian returns his attention to his 
chest.  He begins to pull at Brian's
clothing, removing Brian's shirt, then moves onto Brian's cut-offs.  His hand 
cups Brian's crotch.  He
smiles, as he again kisses Brian's lips, his tongues snaking into Brian's 
lips, as his hand pulls at the leg of
Brian's cut-offs, finding the warm sweaty fruit of Brian's loins held by his 
cotton briefs.  He swaps licks of
his tongue with Brian, letting Brian suck on his tongue, while he probes 
Brian's mouth with his tongue. 
His fingers gently trace the outline of Brian's pulsing cock, rubbing Brian's 
steeled prick through the
briegs.  With a slurp he breaks his kiss with Brian, he pants as he gains his 
breath.  His eyes look at
Brian's.  With a smile he drops to his knees in front of Brian.  His hands 
work at pulling Brian's cut-off
leg aside, allowing his mouth to reach into the inner sanctum of Brian's 
shorts, where his mouth contacts
Brian's balls, held in the damp cotton briefs.
Brian gently caresses his body as he watches Mark nuzzle his crotch, feeling 
Mark's lips attacking his
cock protected in the cotton briefs.  He lets his fingers pull on his nipples, 
as his groin responds to Mark's
suckling with a gently grind into Mark's face.  He grins, knowing Mark had to 
be smelling the heady smell
of his crotch, sweaty from the miles they had ridden, and the sex that they 
had participated in.  The
memory of Mark's heady scent causes his dick to lurch, as Mark finally turns 
his attention to the fly of
Brian's cut-offs, opening them and pulling them down Brian's legs, and Brian 
steps from them.
Brian grins, and gently steps over Mark and turns to rest his ass on the 
kitchen counter.  He smiles as he
looks at the sight of Mark crawling towards him.  He smiles, as Mark's hand 
caresses his leg, moving
towards his crotch, where Mark gently cups Brian's groin through the cotton of 
his briefs.  A moan
escapes his lips, as Mark's mouth falls to his cotton clad groin, nuzzling and 
gently gnawing on his stiff
cock through the cotton.
Mark's mouth moves along Brian's cock, outlined in the cotton briefs, moving 
to the swollen prick head,
where he gently squeezes it with his lips.  He slurps at the swollen head, as 
Brian's hands tangel in his
sweaty hair.  "Mmm."  Mark offers as he continues to suck on Brian's cock 
moving up and down the
length of Brian's cock, hidden in the wite cotton, slowly becoming transparent 
with Mark's spit soaking
into the material.
"Mmm."  Brian offers.  He gently grasps Mark's head, pulling Mark's mouth into 
his crotch, feeling
Mark's lips suckling at his cock, "Yeah, make my fuckin' dick hard and 
dribbly."  He cooes.  "Suck me
Mark."  He hisses feeling Mark spread his legs and hungrily attack his loins.
Mark's eyes glance to Brian's eyes, as his hands move to the elastic band 
holding Brian's briefs on his
body, he pulls the material holding Brian's cock and balls down.  Brian steps 
from the garment.  Mark
smiles, as he tosses them aside, his eyes stare at the throbbing cock jutting 
out from the blond curls of
Brian's pubes.  "Your cock is so fuckin' hot."  He cooes softly.  His hand 
circles Brian's cock.  "It's bigger
than Scott's ever was," He looks up at Brian, "Hell, it's bigger than most of 
the guys I've sucked."  He
chuckles.  "You always hear how big their dick is."
"I've never lied about it."  Brian smiles,.  "I don't think that I've ever 
been disappointed by a dick yet."
They chuckle together as Mark continues to examine Brian's cock, his fingers 
gently pull at the skin
covering Brian's shaft.  He gently probes the piss slit.  His tongue slips out 
of his lips, and touches Brian's
cock head.
Brian cocks his head back, watching Mark conduct his penial exam.  He closes 
his eyes as Mark's
exploring continues, his balls gently roll in Mark's fingers.  "Ohh!"  He 
exclaims, feeling his balls enter
Mark's warm mouth.  "God yes, suck my balls."  He cries, feeling Mark's tongue 
swirl his balls in spit,
then gently pull on them as Mark sucks.  His spine tingles with the feelings 
of Mark's lips on his cock. 
"Ooo, your mouth is so fuckin' hot."  He cries softly, smiling as he calls, 
knowing Mark was lost in the
act, his words fell on deaf ears, as Mark's head began to bob on his cock.  
His hips try to thrust his cock
deep into Mark's mouth, feeling caught on the edge of the kitchen counter, 
unable to get an advantage for
thrusting.  "Yeah, suck my big dick."  He calls, watching his cock slowly slip 
in and out of Mark's mouth. 
"God can he suck cock."  He thinks, feeling his balls swell as Mark works on 
his prong.
Mark slowly forces Brian's cock into his throat, working it in and out, in and 
out, as his mouth falls to
Brian's pubic hair, his nose tangling in the curls.  "Fuckin' suck my cock."  
Brian cries, feeling his dick
slide deep into Mark's throat,  "God yes swallow my fuckin' cock."  Gently 
Brian slides from the counter
and stands.  His hips begin to thrust his cock into Mark's mouth, watching as 
Mark takes his cock without
a noise or gag.  His hands grasp Mark's head, pulling Mark onto his cock, 
feeling his orgasm growing
with each thrust into Mark's mouth, knowing he would soon be firing a load of 
creamy jiz into Mark's
hungry lips.  "Oh fuck Mark, I'm cummin;."  He cries.  He humps his dick deep 
into Mark's mouth as his
balls unleash their juices, firing his spunk deep into Mark's mouth.  His 
balls churn, and explode firing
again, and again as he thrusts his cock into Mark's open throat, feeling Mark 
swallow.  "God Mark, suck
my cock!  Take it all!"  Brian cries out.  "Fff-uuu-ckk-hhh. . ."  He moans, 
as his body tenses, continuing
to slide in and out of Mark's suckling lips.  His balls, depleated of their 
juices, slip lower in his nutsac. 
He sighs feeling his erection subside, still caught in the vacuum of Mark's 
lips.
Brian falls back against the counter.  He looks on Mark, smiling at him, a 
dribble of cum spilling from
the corner of his mouth.  "God Mark, you can suck me any time."
"That's been said before."  Mark says with a twinkle in his eye.
Brian pulls Mark up.  He looks into Mark's eyes, he smiles.  "You know there's 
more to sex, than sucking
dick."
"I know that."  Mark offers.  He looks at Brian with a sly smile.  "I've just 
done it this way.  I don't know
what else to do."
Brian smiles.  "You just do anything you think of, lick my tits, tweak my 
nipples, suck on my ear lobe. 
Explore my body."  Brian sighs.  "I could tell you what turns me on, but that 
would take the fun out of
letting you find out on your own, just as I will you."
Mark smiles.  "I don't even know that."
"Well," Brian explains, his hand touches Mark's neck, "To begin with, you like 
your neck licked, and your
ear lobe sucked."
"Yeah, it makes me all oozey."
Brian chuckles.  "I know."
"Does it happen to you?"
He shrugs.  "You'll have to find out."
"You are a hot looking guy."
"You are too."
Brian's hand slides over Mark's body, gently cupping Mark's groin, feeling the 
hard cock laying there. 
He smiles, as he caresses the steeled manhood.  He looks at Mark, as his grin 
grows.  He turns to the
refridgerator and opens the freezer, procuring an ice cube.  His grin grows 
toothy as he turns back to
Mark, and touches the ice cube to Mark's chest, circling Mark's nipples.  His 
eyes watching Mark's
expression as he does.
"Mmm, that feels kinda good."
Brian smiles,replacing the ice cube with his mouth, gently nibbling on Mark's 
cool hard buttons, as his
hand lets the melting cube drip on Mark's body.  He lowers himself to his 
knees.  His eyes lustfully stare
at the bikini stretched by Mark's hard cock.  The cube slips into his mouth as 
his hands pull Mark closer,
allowing him to attack Mark's crotch, rubbing the cube over the stretched 
material, outlining Mark's
cock.
"Mmm."  Mark moans, as he pushes his groin against Brian's mouth.  "Fuck, that 
feels strange."  He says,
as Brian draws the ice over Mark's hidden shaft.
Brian's hands slide to Mark's ass, kneading the firm mounds of Mark's ass, 
slipping into the bikini legs
and squeezes Mark's butt.
"Oh, yeah."  Mark cooes, his ass squirms in Brian's hands, as Mark continues 
to taunt his loins with his
lips, and melting ice cube.  "Oooo."  Mark's voice cries.  His hands dance 
over his body, touching his
nipples as he squirms in front of Brian's crouched body.  "Fuck."  He cries 
softly, looking down on
Brian's head working at his loins.  His hand gently falls on Brian's head, 
slipping into Brian's blond
locks.  "Fuck."  He cries again, as Brian's hand finally frees his cock from 
the bikini.
Brian smiles, and turns Mark's body, until Mark's firm ass faces him.  His 
hands cup Mark's ass cheeks,
parting them, allowing Brian to slip his face into the crack of Mark's butt, 
and rub the warm musky
crevice with the remmenants of the ice cube slowly working his way down the 
crack to Mark's puckered
hole.
Mark stands straining to watch Brian, while trying to let Brian have access to 
his ass.  "Oh fuck Bri."  He
calls, as Brian's tongue dances over his hole.  "Jesus."  He cries, pushing 
his ass against Brian's mouth,
as Brian hungrily attacks his asshole, probing Mark with his tongue, then 
gently nibbling at Brian's hole
with his lips, then again pressing his tongue against the smooth muscles of 
Mark's ass.  Mark's hands
drop to his cock and slowly begin to stroke his throbbing flesh.
Brian reaches through Mark's legs, pulling Mark's hands from his cock.  
"Don't, not yet.  I don't want you
to cum yet."  He says as he feasts on the musky man hole in front of him.
"Fuck Brian, I'm so fuckin' horny from just suckin' your cock.  This is 
driving me crazy."
"I know."  Brian replies, his tongue licking Mark's crack from below his hole 
to the very top of Mark's
ass.  He gently nips at Mark's ass with his teeth, and licks his way over 
Mark's butt, to the mole, and licks
and kisses the mole, fulfilling his fantasy.  He pulls at Mark's body, turning 
Mark once more, and grasps
his friends cock, and gently strokes Mark's swollen manhood.  His eyes examine 
Mark's cock, as Mark
had.  He smiles knowing Mark was eager for release, his balls swollen, his 
body hot, his nerves ready to
explode.  He can feel Mark's being tremble in his finger tips as he gently 
traces the veins in Mark's cock,
and gently squeezes the erection at its base watching Mark's cock swell with 
the pressure of his blood
filing his cock, swelling it larger and deeper in color.  "Enough fuckin' 
around,"  Brian thinks.  He wets
his lips and guides the swollen cock into his lips, letting it slide into his 
mouth, gently swirling his tongue
around the hot prick head as he sucks on the meaty stick.
"Mmm."  Mark moans.  "God, that feels so fuckin' good."  His hand falls to 
Mark's head and getnly guides
it onto his prong.  "Fuck yeah, suck my dick." He continues, as his hips 
gently push his cock into Brian's
lips.  "God, I am so fuckin' horny."  He calls.
Brian fights a chuckle as he works on Mark's cock, he smiles, slipping a hand 
between Mark's legs, and
slides along Mark's inner thigh, gently moving towards Mark's balls.  He 
gently offers the full plum size
balls a squeeze, as his hand moves to its destination, the hot pulsing hole 
resting in the cleft of Mark's
butt.
Mark gasps, feeling Brian's finger gently push at his hole.  "Oh gawd."  He 
groans, as Brian's finger
penetrates his hole, twisting, taking his mind off his cock sliding in and out 
of Brian's face.  "Fuck Brian." 
His voice trembles, as his ass squirms on Brian's probing finger.
Gently Brian continues taunting Mark's body, invading Mark's ass with his 
finger, and slurpping on
Mark's cock feeling it swell, as Mark's balls begin to off him Mark's 
flavorful precum.  "Mmm," Brian
thinks feeling Mark's cock fill his mouth then slide out, only to return 
again, "He really has a nice flavor. 
Hell even his ass tasted great."  His smile curls aroung Mark's prong, letting 
his spit drool from the
corner of his mouth.
"Fuck my ass with your finger."  Mark cries, his ass and cock now working a 
rhythm between Brian's lips,
and finger.  He gasps as Brian presses a second finger into his hole, 
stretching his muscle a little more. 
"Oh-ee!"  Mark cries, and shudders.
Brian relaxes, knowing Mark was getting closer to spilling his spunk.  
Mentally Brian tried to picture
Mark's ass accepting his fingers, while his cock plowed into his throat.  
"God, here it comes."  He tells
himself.  
Mark grunts deeply as he thrust his cock into Brian's face again, and again.  
"Suck my cock."  He grunts,
his ass willingly riding Brian's fingers as they rub his inner ass.
Brian sneaks a third finger into Mark's ass, causing Mark to groan, buck and 
shudder.  Brian gulps the
first shot down in a quick swallow, but looses the race to keep his mouth from 
over flowing with the rich
thick ropes of Mark's sweet nut flavored juices.  "God he must drink a lot of 
soda, or something."  Brian
thinks as he swallows another mouthful of cum, having read somewhere that 
smoking and different foods
affected the flavor of a man's cum.
"Christ Bri."  Mark offers in a gasp.  His body trembling as he stands holding 
himself up by propping
himself on Brian crouched before him.  His cock still melded with Brian's 
lips, as Brian contiues to suck
the last drops of Mark's love juice.
Brian lets Mark's cock slip from his lips, and his fingers fall from Mark's 
ass, as Mark lowers himself to
the kitchen floor.  He finds his mouth invaded with Mark's tongue as they 
slowly stretch out on the
linoleum.
Mark's eyes look into Brian's as he brushes his hand through Brian's blond 
hair.  "God, that was fuckin'
incredible."  He says softly.  His eyes search Brian's face, as he smiles, and 
offers Brian another deep
kiss.  His eyes fall to the renewed hard-on pulsing from Brian's loins.  
"Looks like you're ready for more."
Brian shrugs.  "No hurry.  I don't really like gettin' blue balls."
"Blue balls?"
Brian smiles.  "The ache in your balls when you've cum too much."
"You can cum too much?"
"I don't know if it's too much, but, my balls ache when I cum alot.  It's fun 
to cum that much, and
ipressive, but, man your nuts just ache."
Mark smiles.  He reaches to Brian's briefs laying beside them.  He sniffs them 
as he picks them up.  his
eyes shift to Brian's.  "You like briefs?"  He asks.  He buries his nose in 
the sweaty cotton briefs, his eyes
sparkle as he looks at Brian.
Brian shrugs.  "Yeah, I guess."
"You ever try bikinis?"  Mark asks, as he sets the briefs on the floor, his 
eyes looking into Brian's.
Brian shrugs.  "Not really."  He smiles picking up Mark's bikini and holds 
them to his nostrils, inhaling
the heady aroma of Mark's sweaty, cum stained bikini.  "I like 'em okay."  He 
offers with a smile,
recalling a time in his past.  "Michael bought me a silk pair, that he liked 
me to wear for him."
Mark smiles.  "I bet you look hot in them."
Brian blushes.  "Michael thought so."  His eyes search Mark's face, offering 
him a longing look of love. 
"Man, just what I didn't expect."  He thinks.  His eyes move over Mark's naked 
body laying on the floor
next to him.  "It seems so different seeing him now after making love to him." 
 Brian thinks, recalling all
the times that he'd seen Mark naked in the locker room.  His thoughts 
recalling the fantasies of making
love to Mark, and now they had been fulfilled.
Mark rises to his feet with a smile, he assists Brian to his, "Come on I've 
got something to show you."  He
offers, and leads Brian through the house to his bedroom.  Brian follows Mark. 
 Brian looks around the
room, noting pictures of people with Mark, and books on the shelves, the 
double bed that seemed to
dominate the room.  He glances, as he had before at Mark's collection of CDs. 
 He smiles to himself. 
Finding the music, the books and the decor pleasing.  "I just can't imagine 
him doing what he said he's
done."  He thinks, watching Mark head to his dresser, pulling open a drawer, 
fumbling with the contents.
Mark smiles, looking at Brian, as he holds up several bikinis, one at a time, 
tossing them on the bed. 
Brian watches wondering what was up.  He watches Mark's naked body stoop over 
the dresser pulling
garments from more drawers.
Mark continues to rummage through a couple more drawers, finally moves to the 
closet.  He reaches in
with a sigh, as he backs out holding a cardboard box.  He looks at Brian with 
a smile.  "These are part of
me too."
"What've you got there?"  Brian asks, his mind captured with thoughts of how 
handsome Mark was,
enjoying the sight of Mark's naked body.
Mark lunges on is his bed with the box, laying on the various bikinis.  He 
opens the box and dumps the
contents out on the bed.  "Nothing really just something that I've forgotten 
that I had."  His hand dances
over the colorful colledtion of panties, some lacey, and frilly, others silky 
and soft.  "Something that
Steven did."  He nudges the new additions to the bed.  His eyes seem to stare 
at the soft material, and
journey into the recesses of his mine.
Brian looks at the garments, Mark spilled on the bed.  "Hurt?"  He asks 
joining Mark on the bed.
Mark smiles sheepishly, as he shrugs.  "Not really.  I just . . ."  He pauses, 
as if he were searching for
words to explain what he was feeling.  "I dunno, it's just one of those things 
I guess.  I thought it would
please him.  I wore them for him, but. . ."  He sighs.  He shrugs.
Brian touches Mark, smiling as their eyes meet.  His thoughts crowd his mind, 
wondering what the past
few years were like for Mark, and how badly Mark must of wanted to have Steven 
want him.
"Sort of goofy I guess."
"Yeah?"  Brian asks.  "Why do you say that?"  He responds, not wanting to be 
judgemental.
Mark shrugs.  "I dunno, I guess that it's just I've still got these when I 
really haven't seen him, and I
haven't worn them for a couple months.  Mark smiles, rubbing the soft silky 
material in his fingers.  "I
was dumb.  I thought that it would make him like me better, cause we'd go out 
and buy them, me dressed
like a girl.  Then we'd come home, and I'd suck his cock, and that was it.  It 
sorta sucked, I just keep 'em. 
I enjoy putting them on once and a while, just to feel my dick held in the 
soft material, and watch my cock
get hard and the material try to keep it in check."
Brian smiles and gently kisses Mark.  "I like you just the way you are."  He 
states.
Mark snorts a chuckle.  "Thanks."
"I mean it.  You're a handsome guy."
Mark sighs, laying back on the bed.  "A handsome guy that likes to wear 
panties."  He rolls his eyes.
"Hey, you are hansome.  And I don't care if you like to wear panties.  Hell, 
if it gets you off, go for it."
Mark attempts to smile again, and rolls off the bed.  "You wanna shower?"
"Sure."  Brian replies rising and following Mark into the bathroom.
"You get it started, I'm gonna get a couple towels and some sodas."
"Yeah, okay."
"You hungry?"
"Yeah."
"Pizza?"
"Sure."
They part at the bathrrom door, Mark heading down the hall to the kitchen, as 
Brian steps into the
bathroom.  He feels the urge to relieve himself.  He starts the shower and 
tinkles, waiting for Mark to
return.  He smiles to himself, looking in the mirror.  "Man, this is really a 
trip."  He tells his refleciton. 
"I'd of never thought that this would be happenning."  He sighs, shaking his 
head.  Thoughts of what he
did think would happen roll through his brain, wondering why it had taken a 
year for Mark to share his
secret with him.
Mark was a year ahead of Brian, and had been out of high school two years to 
Brian's one.  He smiles
recalling that Mark was working at a local health club, having had the same 
job since he was sixteen.  "I
bet that's some fucking job."  Brian says softly.  "I can just imagine all the 
cock walking around that
place."  He says to the noise of the shower, he reaches into the shower 
testing the water.  He waits for
Mark.  His thoughts recalling Mark's body, recalling the mole, and the feel of 
Mark's body.  "Hell, even
the taste of his cum."  He says softly.  He smiles, thinking of Mark's 
response to the recent exploration of
sex.  "God, he really hasn't had a guy make love to him."  He smiles, 
wondering if Mark would be
interested in doing more than sucking dick..  He chuckles to himself recalling 
how in the past he had
snuck peaks of Mark's body, hoping Mark wouldn't catch him.  In his mind his 
eyes travel over Mark's
body recalling the definition, his firm thighs, tight abs, sculpted chest, 
"Not bulging with mucles but
nicely hewn flesh."  He says aloud.
"What?"  Mark asks as he enters the bathroom.
"Nuthin' just thinkin'."
"Yeah, what about?"
"How good looking you are."  Brian chuckles.  "You've got a cute mole."  He 
offers as his hand gently
caresses Mark's naked body.  "I really enjoy you cock too."
Mark hands Brian a soda, and smiles.  "Come on let me get your back."
They climb into the shower.  Their naked flesh rubbing against the other as 
the spray of the shower
splashes over them.  They giggle as they look at each other, and hands gently 
caress, moving to the soap
dish and the bar of soap.  Their hands caress each other, slowly creating suds 
as the shower sprays over
them.  Their lips touch as they pull together, and hands slide over each 
other's ass.
Mark smiles, looking into Brian's eyes.  "You know lickin' my butt was fuckin' 
incredible."
Brian smiles.  "Like I said there's more to sex than sucking cock."
Mark chuckles, as he wipes his wet hair from his eyes.  He press his his groin 
against Brian's  "What
other things do you like to do?"  He asks, looking into Brian's eyes
"What sort of things do you want to do?"  Brian replies, grind his soapy groin 
against Mark's.
"Mmm, I dunno."  He giggles.  He lets his ass squirm in Brian's hands, as 
their soapy bodies slip against
each other.
"Yeah?"  Brian says with a smile, his hands grip Mark's ass, rubbing the 
crevice with his fingers, moving
to Mark's ass hole.  He looks into Mark's eyes, as his finger presses at the 
opening of Mark's fuck hole. 
He sighs feeling Mark back against his finger, allowing it to slip into the 
warm smooth walls of his ass. 
He moans softly feeling Mark's lips nibble at his ear lobe, gently pulling at 
his lobe, then feels Mark's
tongue gently lick his ear.
"Well, there are a few things, that I've read about, but haven't done."  Mark 
offers smiling, grinding his
ass on Brian's finger.
"Like?"  Brian asks, as his finger twist in Mark's hole, feeling Mark tighten 
his ass muscles around his
finger.  He sighs, feeling Mark kiss his neck, and gently play with his chest, 
pulling on his soapy nipples.
"God, I dunno Bri. . .I mean, they aren't on the top of my head right now."  
Mark says with a slight lilt to
his voice.  His ass gently twisting on Brian's probing finger.  He gently 
bites at Brian's nipples
"They aren't?"  Brian asks.  His hands pull at Mark's ass, as he slides two 
fingers into Mark's pucker.
Mark gasps, "No."  Mark answers.  His eyes shut as he allows his ass to relax 
and let Brian's digets work
on his butt, loosening his muscles.  "Ohh."  He moans, as his head twists, and 
his ass backs onto Brian's
fingers.
"I think they are, at least this big dick tells me you're thinking about 
something."  Brian offers.  His hand
grasps Mark's hardening cock.  "Yeah, this big fuckin' cock."  He says slowly 
pumping Mark's cock, while
his fingers twist in Mark's hole, feeling Mark's breath against him.
Mark giggles again, as his hands move to Brian's stiffening member.  "Yeah, 
well, what are you thinking
about?"
Brian giggles.  "Oh, wondering what it would be like to spend the night making 
love to you, until our
balls dry up."
Mark smiles.  "That sounds fun."
"Yeah?"  His eyes meet Mark's, "You up for it?"
Mark shrugs.  "Are you?"
Brian chuckles.  "I am if you are."
"Okay Bri."  He sits in the tub, pulling Brian down with him.
They sit opposite each other, looking at each other as they cross their legs, 
sitting in the shower spray. 
The reach to the hard cocks pulsing from their loins.  Mark taking Brian's as 
Brian takes Mark's.  Their
hands pull at the hard man flesh as they sit.  The lean into eacy other and 
kiss with deep sweeping
tongues, break and smile at each other as they pump their dicks.
Mark plays with his nipples as Brian jacks his dick.  His other hand pulls on 
Brian's.  He smiles as he
jacks Brian.  "Your cock is something else."  He offers, his eyes gaze on 
Brian's thick cock.  "It's a big
dick."
"So's your's."  Brian offers.
"You like to fuck?"
Brian smiles.  "Fuck yeah I like to fuck ass."  He thinks he looks at Mark, 
wondering if Mark was offering. 
"You mean ass?"  He asks.
Mark nods.
"I dunno. . ."
"You never did it?"
"Nope."
"I almost did.  Steve liked to see me and Scott rub our dicks in each other's 
crack."
Brian smiles.  "He ever put it in?"
Mark shakes his head.  "You ever get fucked?"
Brian shakes his head. lying, he fights a smile.  "Michael just liked to 
finger my ass."  He sighs.  "And
he'd rim me like no tomorrow."
"Mmm."  Mark offers.  His hand gently pulling on Brian's cock.  "I bet he was 
something."
"He was."  Brian offers, recalling his ex.  "He wasn't as big as you are, but 
he loved to suck my cock."
"I can see why."  Mark leans over and licks Brian's cock.  "It really is a 
nice cock."
Brian stiffles a chuckle as they continue to jack each other.  He lets his 
hands play at Mark's loins pulling
on Mark's balls, as his hand builds its rhythm pulling at Mark's cock.  He 
lets his hands slip from Mark's
cock, and playfully pull at Mark's pubes.  He raises Mark's legs, and licks 
Mark's calves, slowly working
his way to Mark's toes.  He gently kisses Mark's feet and then one at a time 
sucks on Mark's toes, slipping
his tongue between them, causing Mark to groan.
"Oh fuck Bri."
Brian smiles slyly as he continues to suck on Mark's toes, watching Mark's 
expressions change as he
does, knowing that his tongue on Mark's toes was sending his brain incredible 
signals.  He feels Mark
wiggle his toes, as his hand slips from Brian's cock.  Brian attempts to 
manuvere in the tub, but finds their
bodies wedged in the tub.
"You wanna get out?"  Mark asks.
Brian nods.  "It is sort of crowded in here."  He looks at Mark as he rises in 
the tub seeing Mark's cock
hard again.
Mark smiles, as he attmepts to stand, Brian slides in the tub, finding Mark's 
cock in his face.  He smiles,
his eyes look at the gently curving hard-on, noting the pulsing veins laying 
just below the soft skin.  He
reaches his hand to the thick cock, and gently circles his fingers around the 
base of Mark's cock,
squeezing gently, causing the prick head to swell.  He grins, as his tongue 
darts out and licks the moist
cock,as the shower sprays over him.  He opens his lips and guides Mark's cock 
into his lips.  He works
Mark's cock head with his tongue as his hand pumps the thick curved shaft.  He 
washes Mark's prick head
with his tongue, and sucks on the pulsing cock.
Mark moans, "God, your mouth feels so good."  Mark says righting himself.  He 
smiles looking at his
cock again disappearing into Brian's lips.  He groans gently pushing his hard 
cock into Brian's lips,  He
throws his head back as his cock slides in and out of Brian's mouth.  "Oh fuck 
Bri."  He cries, his hips
pushing his cock into Brian's face.  "God, suck my cock."  He cries, "Ummphh. 
 ."  His hands gently grip
Brian's head, as he fucks Brian's mouth, sliding his dick into Brian's throat. 
 "Yeah, suck my fucking
cock."  He cries, as his hips thrust at Brian's open mouth.
Brian's mind fills with the thoughts of Mark's thiick cock in his mouth.  His 
mind memorizing the feel and
flavor of Mark's cock.  His lips gently record the feel of Mark's prick as it 
slides in and out of his lips.  He
sucks Mark's curved dick, feeling the spongey prickhead slide across the roof 
of his mouth as he slides the
hard cock into his throat.  His nose buries itself in the wet curls of Mark's 
pubes.  His hands play with
Mark's balls, teasing them with gently tugs, while he buries Mark's cock deep 
into his mouth.
Mark's eyes look on the sight at his loins, watching as his cock slides into 
the deep recesses of Brian's
mouth.  "God, take that cock."  He calls, his hands playing with Brian's hair, 
as Brian impales himself on
his cock.  He grins as he feels Brian's fingers moving over his thighs, and to 
the crack of his ass.  "Mmm."
He cooes, feeling Brian's fingers gently explore his crack, moving towards his 
hole.  "Yeah," he says with
a sigh, as he flexes his ass, allowing Brian's fingers to find his puckered 
hole, and gently penetrate his
fuck chute.  He gasps, unprepared to find his hole invaded by two of Brian's 
thick fingers.
The flavor of Mark's precum soaks into Brian's mouth, as his fingers work into 
Mark's ass.  The cock in
his mouth seems to grow larger as he continues to suck on the hardened prick, 
working it in and out of his
mouth, letting his chin brush Mark's balls.
"Fuck Bri."  Mark gasps.  His body tenses as Brian's mouth attacks his cock, 
and fingers attack his ass.
Brian's lips curl into a smile as he feels Mark grow closer to climax, knowing 
that the fingers twisting in
Mark's butt, and the vacuum created around Mark's cock were doing their job.
"Ahh, . . . Umpphh."  Mark grunts as his body tenses.  
"Fff-hhh-uuu-ccc-kkk-hhh!"  He groans as his hips
thrust into Brian's mouth.  His ass squirms on Brian's fingers.  "Mmmfffhhh." 
 He grunts.  His balls
explode, sending jets of cum into Brian's mouth.
Brian gulps the thick cock juice down, as quickly as Mark's balls fill his 
throat.  He grins as Mark's
shuddering body leans against him for support.  He milks the last drops of cum 
from Mark's softening
dick.  As he continues to poke his fingers in and out of Mark's ass, finally 
pulling them from Mark's ass,
as Mark's cock falls from his mouth.
"Fuck."  Mark moans softly.  He shakes his head, and gently shakes his cock.  
He bends down in the tub,
letting his lips touch Brian's and kisses him.  "Jesus."  He looks at Brian 
with a sheepish smile, holding
Brian's face.  "I don't think I've cum this much in a week."  He chuckles.  He 
helps Brian to his feet.  They
come together, pulling each other close as their lips lock together.  The 
shower sprays over them as their
tongues wrestle in their mouths.
Their embrace ends, with Mark stepping from the shower, leaving Brian in the 
spray to finsih cleaning
up, and wash his hair.


Chapter 3

Brian smiles at his reflection as he steps from the shower grabbing a towel.  
He shuts off the shower, and
dries his body.  His eyes look at his reflection in the mirror, noting his 
semi hard cock.  He grins at
himself, imagining walking through Mark's house naked, and pumping his cock 
into a good hard state. 
He looks at his face in the mirror, thinking of finding Mark, and attacking 
Mark.  He chuckles thinking of
the continued sex play.  He perks his ears trying to hear were Mark was in the 
house.  From the floor
below he can hear the stereo thumping.  He smiles, he hangs up the towel, and 
strolls into the hallway, his
hand strokes his cock.  His mind lost in thoughts for Mark, and their sexual 
adventures.  He takes the
stairs slowly his hand slides the length of his cock.  He chuckles, having 
compared his dick against
Mark's noting his was straighter, thicker and longer.  It was something that 
made him feel good.  His hard
cock bounces as he walks through the house, guided through the residence by 
the music.
He lunges into the living room where the stereo blasts, thinking that he'd 
find Mark, only to feel slightly
embarassed finding the room empty.  He can hear voices in the kitchen, and 
heads to the kitchen.  He
throws the swinging door open and stirkes a pose, showing off his hard cock, 
in the door.
"Dude!"  A voice exclaims.
Brian looks up surprized by the voice.  He looks across the kitchen, aware 
that he wasn't displaying
himself to Mark.  His face glows red with a blush as he finds Mark at the door 
with a good looking blond,
holding a pizza box.  He smiles sheepishly.  His mind spins wondering what 
sort of explination he would
come up with.
"Damn, that's a fuckin' hard cock dude."  The man holding the pizza states.
Mark looks at Brian and smiles.  "Brian, this is Dylan."
Brian nods.  His whirling mind recalling he's seen Dylan before, in high 
school.  "Shit!" he thinks, "Now
what am I gonna do?"  He asks himself.  Brian nods, recalling his encounters 
with Dylan in the locker
room.  Dylan seemed to be rather shy about his body, dressing after the others 
had left the locker room. 
Brian had noticed that he didn't shower with his class.  He chuckles as he 
remembers the afternoon he
found out more than he needed to know at the time, he'd come in early before 
his practice, and heard the
shower running.  He looked in the shower to find Dylan propped against the 
wall of the shower, the
shower sprayed over his body, as his hand fisted his cock..  Brian stood 
silently watching as Dylan shot
his wad, and looked up to find Brian grinning at him.
"You won't tell."  Dylan asked.
Brian assured him it was their secret.
"He definately has gotten over that shit."  He thinks.
"Fuck Mark I didn't know you had Brian over."  Dylan offers with a smile.  His 
free hand runs over his
crotch, as his eyes leer at Brian's naked body.  "Good to meet you."  He says 
with a smile, his tongue runs
over his lips.
Brian nods.  He looks at Dylan, noting his hand seems to be working on a 
growing lump in blue trousers. 
He smiles recalling seeing Dylan in his study hall, thinking he was younger 
than he seemed at that
moment, working his cock, his eyes staring at Brian with a lustful glow.  He 
notices Mark is dressed in a
tight pair of denim cut-offs.  "Daisy Dukes."  Brian thinks, recalling the 
term for the tight shorts girding
Mark's waist, the legs cut short, and split up the outside seams, allowing 
Mark's ass to burst from the
worn, faded denim.  "Jesus." Brian thinks, "Is this a planned incident?"  He 
asks himself, wondering if
Dylan was one of the many guys Mark talked of sucking.  He watches as Mark 
takes the pizza from Dylan,
trying to detect if there were any underlying currents between the two of 
them.
Mark sets the pizza on the kitchen table, then turns to Dylan, noticing his 
hand still toying with the lump
in his blue trousers.  He smiles, his hand drops to Dylan's crotch, and cups 
the bulge at Dylan's loins. 
"Mmm, you've got a hard dick too."  He says.  He bends over, and nuzzles his 
face against the lump
pushing at Dylan's trousers.
"Mmm."  Dylan moans softly.  His stare broken from Brian, as he looks at 
Mark's head playfully teasing
his growing hard-on.
Mark moans softly, as his hands grip the thick cock caught in the the material 
of Dylan's trousers.  He
runs his lips over the outlined staff.  He pauses and begins to open Dylan's 
trousers, unbuckling the belt
first, then the fly, slowly drawing the zipper down as he drops to his knees.
Brian watches Mark's exploration of the cock laying in Dylan's trousers.  
Dylan catches him staring at
the scene and smiles, gently thrusting his groin at Mark's face.
"Fuck."  Dylan sighs.  He glances to Mark's kneeling body, he places his hand 
on Mark's head, as he
continues to grind his crotch in Mark's face.  Dylan grins looking back to 
Brian.  He moans softly as
Mark pulls his trousers down exposing his plaid boxer shorts, now bulging like 
a pup tent, his hard cock
laying within the blousey boxers.  Mark continues to suckle his loins.  Dylan 
pulls his shirt up, sliding a
hand under his shirt, and caresses himself.  His tongue darts over his lips as 
he looks across the kitchen
to Brian.
The sight of his friend on his knees in front of Dylan's open trousers pumps 
life into Brian's cock.  He
steps closer to watch Mark work on the newcomer's cock.  He looks on, stroking 
his cock.  His eyes
meeting Dylan's and smiles.  Dylan's tongue sensually licks his lips.  Brian 
moves across the room,
stepping into Dylan's grasp.  Dylan's hand grasps his cock.  He watches as 
Dylan cocks his head closes
his eyes, and purses his lips.  Brain licks his lips and presses them to 
Dylan's tasting his mouth, finding
Dylan's tongue driving into his mouth wrestling with Brian's.  Brian moans 
softly, exchanging tongue
swipes with Dylan, feeling Dylan's hand grip his dick a little tighter, 
working his prick with short even
strokes.
With the invitation set, Brian joins Mark in undressing Dylan, pulling his 
shirt up allowing his hand to
explore the man's smooth chest, coming to Dylan's nipples, to find a surprize, 
both nipples pierced with
10 gauge rings.  He gently tugs on them as Dylan pulls his shirt off his body.
Mark pulls Dylan's cock from his mouth finding two hard cocks in his face.  
"Fuck."  He whispers.  He
moves from Dylan's cock to Brian's allowing Dylan to strip off his boxers.  
Mark eagerly moves from one
cock the other.  Above him, Brian and Dylan suck face their hands explore each 
other's body.
Brian gazes along Dylan's body, to his loins.  He sighs finding Dylan's cock 
decked out in a leather cock
strap snapped snuggly at the base of his cock.  He runs his hand over Dylan's 
belly to the throbbing cock,
curving out from Dylan's loins pointing curiously towards the ceiling.  
Brian's fingers gently grasp the
hard cock, feeling the warmth and bulging veins.  Brian's hand slips to the 
leather strap keeping Dylan's
cock hard and bulging.  He pulls Dylan close.  His lips drop to Dylan's neck 
where he kisses and licks. 
His lips move to Dylan's ear, and whispers, "Nice fuckin' cock."  His hand 
strokes Dylan's cock, from its
head to the leather strap caught in the curls of blond pubes.  He moves his 
hand to Dylan's firm orbs
riding below his cock in the soft folds of his nutsac.  He gently squeezes 
them, causing Dylan to gasp, he
rolls the swelling man fruit in his fingers, memorizing their texture, and 
firmness.
"Mmm."  Dylan responds.  Brian continues to kiss his neck, moving over the 
soft flesh to Dylan's earlobe. 
He giggles as Brian flicks his tongue against his ear.  Dylan tries to shrug 
off Brian's tongue as it probes
his ear.  "Fuck."  Dylan moans softly.  Brian's fingers move over his body, as 
Mark's mouth finds his cock
again.  He moans feeling Brian's fingers pull at the rings piercing his 
nipples.  "Oh yeah, fuck yeah."  He
cooes.  He turns his head and gently bites Brian's neck.
Mark examines Dylan's rigid cock pointing to the ceiling.  His fingers 
surround the thick cock and balls
held by the leather strap.  He slides the swollen prick head in and out of his 
mourh before guiding the
thick man root into his mouth, where he begins sucking.  Dylan's balls brush 
his chin as he slides his lips
over the curved prick.
Brian smiles, and runs a hand to Dylan's ass, feeling Dylan tremble as he 
caresses the firm mounds of his
ass.  He slips his finger in to the warm crack between Dylan's mounds, sliding 
to Dylan's pucker, feeling
Dylan willingly move his legs apart to allow Brian access to the puckered 
muscles.
Dylan's kiss breaks from Brian.  He gasps a breath and whispers in Brian's 
ear, "Go for it dude."
Brian smiles, and pushes his finger against the hole, finding it offering 
little resistance.
"Oh yeah."  Dylan cries.  "Fuck my ass."  He cries.  He pulls on a nipple 
ring, as Mark continues to slurp
on his cock.  His head rolls on his neck.  "Fuck.  I'm hot.  I'm gonna blow." 
 He calls.
Dylan's words seem to motivate Mark's sucking, his head bobs furiously at the 
prong jutting from his
loins, his chin slams into Dylan's balls, as they swell.  He grunts.  His 
mouth stuffed with Dylan's swollen
cock.
"I'm gonna blow.  I'm gonna blow, I'm gonna blow."  Dylan chants.  He squirms 
on the fingers stuffed in
his ass.  His cock sucked into the depths of Mark's mouth as his balls squash 
against Mark's chin.
Brian works his fingers in and out of Dylan's ass, feeling it loosen and 
tighten as Mark's hungry slurpping
brings him closer to his climax.  He smiles and slaps Dylan's ass causing 
Dylan to jump.  He chuckles,
caressing Dylan's ass, his hand gripping the firm mounds of Dylan's ass.  He 
grins as his hands knead
Dylan's ass.
"Gawd."  Dylan moans, as Brian's hands work his ass, again slipping his 
fingers into Dylan's fuck chute. 
"Ummpphh."  He gasps.  Brian grins and lays another slap to Dylan's ass.  
"Ooo, fuck yeah."  Dylan
groans.  "Oh yeah, fuck my ass."  Dylan cries.  Brian's hand comes down on his 
ass again.  "Ooo, please." 
He voice whines.  Brian's hand answers with another loud smack.
Brian moves behind Dylan, probing Dylan with his fingers, working two and the 
three into Dylan's ass. 
Dylan pants for breath.  Brian moves closer, running his swollen cock head up 
and down the crack of
Dylan's ass, as his fingers press deeper and twist in the tight band of 
muscles gaurding Dylan's gut.  He
slaps Dylan's ass with his hard cock.  Dylan shudders
"Oh gawd.  Fuck, fuck my ass, please fuck my ass, please. . ."  His words end 
abruptly.  "Oh gawd I'm
cummingggggg."  HIs voice trails off as his body trembles.  His hips drive his 
cock into Mark's mouth
suddenly, Mark chokes slightly but keeps on driving his face into Dylan's 
loins.  "Yeah, yeah, yeah.  Oh
dude, that feels so good."
Brian smiles wickedly as he guides three fingers into Dylan's ass.  "God, he 
wants to be fucked."  He
thinks feeling Dylan's ass muscles tighten on his fingers.  "I wish I had a 
fuckin' rubber." 
Dylan groans, his cock pumping madly into Mark's mouth.  His ass squirms on 
Brian's fingers.  His
groans grow silent as his cock juices spill into Mark's sucking mouth.  His 
cock falls from Mark's
mouth,glistening with spit, only to have Mark suck it back into his lips, 
milking his cock of the last drops
of his seed.
Mark smiles looking up from hs position on the floor, his lips closed around 
Dylan's cock.  Dylan's cum
rolls from the corner of Mark's mouth.  He lets the limp cock fall from his 
lips and snorts.  "I never had
cum shoot so hard it came out my nose."  He offers, snortting again.  He wipes 
his lips on the back of his
hand.  His eyes look at the two men standing before him.
Dylan and Brian chuckle and join Mark on the floor, their hands reach for each 
other as they grope each
other.  Their mouths touch and tongues lick, bringing life back to their 
anatomy.  Mark seems curious
about the leather strap snaped around Dylan's cock and balls.
"What's that do for you?"  Mark asks.
Dylan smiles.  "Holds my dick and balls out, makin' em' bulge in my pants."
"Makes them a bit harder than usual too.  Keeps your dick full of blood."
Dylan smiles.  "Yep.  You oughta see the guys that want a part of my cock 
because of that piece of
leather."
"Where'd ya get it?"
"Down town, there's this store, where they sell all sorts of shit, like cock 
rings, and dildos, vibrators, fuck
books, leather jocks, blow up dolls.  It's wild."  Dylan says with a grin.  He 
looks at the hard cock
stretching from Brian's loins.  "God that's a nice big dick."  He states.  His 
eyes look into Brian's, as he
strokes Brian's stiff cock..  "You ever wanna shove it in a hot piece of ass?"
Brian grins.  His eyes look into Dylan's face, watching him examine his cock.
"You've done it haven't you?"  Mark asks.
Brian shoots Mark a glance, and nods.  "Yeah."
"Man."  Dylan says with a smile, looking at Mark.  "You've got to be the 
luckiest guy."
Mark smiles, his eyes betray his not understanding Dylan's inference.
"Not him."  Brian offers.
Dylan grins.  "Gawd dude, I want your fuckin' dick."  He says.  His eyes seem 
to glow with a fire.  "You
got my ass all warmed up for a good fuckin'."  Dylan states.
Brian smiles.  "I don't have a rubber."
Dylan's grin grows to a toothy smile.  "Dude, you do now."  Dylan rolls over 
their bodies reaching for his
trousers, and fumbles with his pockets, finally pulling a packaged condom.  He 
smiles, tossing it to Brian. 
"You need help putting that on?"
Brian smiles and shrugs.
Dylan moves over Brian's loins, opening the package.  He bobs his head along 
Brian's thick cock, coating
it with spit, then unrolls the condom on Brian's member.  He stands, and helps 
Brian to his feet.  He grins
as he spits in his hand and drops it to his ass  "Ready?"
Brian nods, Dylan turns to the kitchen counter, grabbing the counter.  He 
sticks his ass towards Brian,
and looks over his shoulder.
Brian steps up to Dylan's welcoming ass.  He spits in his hand and rubs it 
into Dylan's hole.  He smiles
feeling his cock throb with anticipation.  He guides his prick to Dylan's fuck 
hole, feeling it pulse at the
touch of his prick head,  He gently presses against the muscles feeling them 
give as his swollen prick
head stretches Dylan's hole slipping in to the warm depths of his ass.  He 
lowers his groin a bit, finding
Dylan's upturned ass lower than his groin by a few inches.  Dylan grunts then 
moans as Brian's cock slips
into his ass, until Brian's pubes brush against his ass.  Brian smiles feeling 
his cock swell in the tight
chute of Dylan's ass, feeling it gently caress his cock.  "God he's good."  
Brian thinks, feeling Dylan's ass
relax around his cock.
"Hold it there for a sec."  Dylan states.
"It's a pleasure," Brian offers, the feelings of his cock nestled in Dylan's 
ass causing his cock to pulse,
"Your ass feels so good."  He remarks.  He grinds his pubes against Dylan's 
ass cheeks.
Dylan grins, closing his eyes in concentration.  "Not as good as being on this 
end of your cock.  Jesus it
feels huge."  He takes a breath and braces himself.  "Okay go slow."
Mark looks on with interest.  He rises, his cock pushes from his cut-offs.  
Mindlessly he strokes his cock
his eyes drink in the scene before him.  His hands touch the two men, running 
over their bodies, as they
work together.  "God!"  He exclaims softly, as he watches Dylan's ass take all 
of Brian's cock, and then
let it slip out again.  "Doesn't it hurt?"
"Fuck no."  Dylan replies.
"God, it sure looks like it does."
Dylan chuckles.  "You really oughta try it.  Brian's cock is just right for 
fucking."  He gasps, "Mmm, god
Bri you really do have a fuckin' great prick."
Brian grins, like a kid behind the wheel of the family car, for the first 
time.  His hands grip Dylan's waist
as he draws his cock slowly out of the tight fuck hole gripping his swollen 
prick.
"Mmm."  Dylan moans softly, as Brian's cock slides out of his ass, until his 
pucker grips the thick prick
head.  "Ahh."  "He calls, feeling Brian pause before sliding his cock into the 
depthes of Dylan's gut. 
"Mark."  He calls.
"Yeah?"  Mark responds, as if he were momentarily lost in the moment.
"Get up on the counter, I wanna suck that cock of your's while Brian fucks my 
hole."
"You sure?"  Mark asks, his cock drips precum as he strokes it.
Dylan nods, "Mmm. . . yeah."  He moans, as Brian's cock begins a slow drive 
into his ass.
Mark slips from his cut-offs, then climbs on the counter, squating in front of 
Dylan.  He strokes his cock 
as he watches Dylan's body rock with the motions of Brian's cock moving in and 
out of his ass.  Dylan
shuffles closer for access to Mark's cock, straining from his loins.  Mark's 
moan tickles Brian's ears as
Dylan accepts Mark's thick manhood into his lips.
Dylan slowly sucks Mark's cock, as his ass squirms and grinds against Brian's 
fuck stick.  His head slips
down on Mark's prong, as Brian's prong slips in and out of his ass.  His groan 
is muffled by Mark's cock.
Brian looks at Mark squatting on the kitchen counter, Dylan's body stretched 
between them.  Their eyes
meeting as both begin to take pleasure at opposite ends of Dylan's body.  They 
smile at each other as
their cocks penetrate Dylan's body, their minds float on pink clouds of sexual 
passion.
"Take my fuck pole."  Brian calls, as he slides his dick in and out of Dylan's 
ass.  "Yeah, take it all."  The
three men groan and moan as their bodies work together heightening their 
passions, stoking the fire in
their loins.
"Ooo, yeah, your ass is so fuckin' hot."  Brian offers as his mind swims on 
the memories of fucking
Michael, recalling it was one of the few things they both enjoyed.  "God, he 
loved to be fucked."  He
thinks as the grip of Dylan's ass reminds him of Michael's control, clutching 
Brian's cock as he'd slide in
and out, slowly building tempo and rhythm.  "Yeah grip my cock with that ass. 
 You want it good don't
you?"
Dylan moans.
Dylan's moan draws Brian to the present.  His lips curl into a smile, as he 
drives his cock into the
welcoming asshole.  "I've always thought he was gay."  Brian thinks, recalling 
Dylan's vacant stare in
study hall, as if he were daydreaming.  "Yeah, I've wanted this ass since 
seein' you beating off in the
showers."  He chides Dylan.  "Hell I've thought of his ass before too."  He 
thinks driving his cock into
Dylan's ass.  "I'd get a fuckin' hard-on, and have to cover my prick with my 
books."  He says aloud,
feeling his balls boil.  "God I'm gonna cum."  He thinks.  "He's gonna get a 
good fucking."  His mind runs
through all sorts of scenes, seeing and kissing Mark's ass, Michael laying 
before him, his knees resting on
his shoulders, and Dylan's teen age body wet and slippery in the shower.  He 
smiles as he drives his cock
in and out Dylan's gut, feeling Dylan's ass clutch his cock.  He pulls his 
cock out all the way and rams
back into the closed opening.
"Oh fuck!"  Dylan cries, his mouth full of Mark's cock.  "Fuck my tight ass."
Brian pulls out again, and rams his cock home.  "Fuck."  Brian cries softly, 
his cock swelling as he slams
it in and draws it out of Dylan's fuck chute.  "I'm about to fuckin' blow a 
wad."  He announces, looking
across to Mark.  He smiles, noting Mark's expression meant he was lost in the 
sucking mouth fixed to his
cock.  "I'm gonna blw my wad deep in your hot fuck hole."  Hegrins as he pumps 
his cock into Dylan,
feeling Dylan's ass tighten.  "Yeah,, get that ass ready to get a big fuckin' 
load."  He says, feeling silly,
knowing that his cock was wraped in latex.
Dylan pulls his mouth off Mark's cock.  "Take it out and cum on my ass."  He 
requests.
Brian grins,as he slams his cock home again and again.  He watches Dylan's 
head bob at Mark's loins. 
His hips driving his cock deep into Dylan's ass, pushing Dylan's face into 
Mark's crotch, causing Mark to
moan.  He grinds his cock in Dylan's gut, then drives it in again.  His tempo 
builds as his hips push and
pull, rocking his cock deeper and deeper into Dylan's fuck hole.
Mark's body tenses as he groans loudly.  "Oh fuck Dill-annn"  His body lurches 
on the counter as his
breath grows to a deep pant.  "Oh gawd, suck my cock, . . . suck my cock,. . . 
suck my fuckin' dick,. . .
Dill-ann!"  He cries.  His body sways on the edge of the counter as he tries 
to keep himself positioned on
the counter.  "Shit!"  He exclaims suddenly, his body slips off the counter, 
falling to the floor.  His flaying
arms grab Dylan, pulling him on top of him, causing Brian's cock to spring 
free.
Brian grins, looking at Dylan and Mark sprawled on the floor, Mark's cock 
spurting cum, shooting it over
his and Dylan's bodies.  He pulls the rubber off his cock and fists himself 
bringing his balls to overfowing
and lets his cock explode, spilling his jiz over the two naked bodies laying 
on the floor.
"Fuck yeah dude, shoot that fuck juice all over."  Dylan cries.  "Fuck yeah." 
 His hand jacking himself off
as Brian's cock showers him with cum.
Mark giggles as he sucks air into his lungs.  "God Bri shoot that cum."
Dylan giggles.  "Get those balls off."  He calls.  He grunts, as his balls 
explode sending his spunk jetting
from his cock,spurting over he and Mark's bodies.  He sighs, as Mark moves 
closer to the cum spewing
cock, and laps at the cum dribbling from Brian's cock, then turns his 
attention to Dylan's cock, as his
climax passes.
Brian shudders, feeling weak.  He lowers himself to the floor, greeted by Mark 
and Dylan's lips and
tongues, as they lick and kiss him.  He sighs, finding the cum that had been 
spilt rubbed over his body, as
he become the bottom of a heap of sweaty slippery bodies.
The three men lick each other, finally laying still, as they regain their 
thoughts, and their passions for
each other dies.  Dylan is the first one to speak, "I have'ta hit the can."
Mark nods.  "It's upstairs at the end of the hall."  He offers.
Brian sighs.  "I don't think I can move."
Mark chuckles.  He looks at Brian as Dylan leaves the kitchen.  "You ever do 
this before?"
Brian sighs, shaking his head.
"I've never had sex like this before."  Mark rises to his feet, and opens the 
pizza box pulling a cheesey
slice from the box.
Brian smiles considering the sex.  "It's been awhile since I did it all day." 
 He says.  He rises and
procures a slice of pizza.
"Boy, I didn't expect it."  Mark offers.  He smiles at Brian.  "Did you?"
"Nope."  Brian smiles.  "Sure didn't."
"I thought he might be gay, but, I never did anything with him."  Mark takes a 
bite from the pizza Brian
holds.
"Me neither."  He offers Mark another bite.
"He asked me once if you were my boyfriend."  Mark offers as he swallows the 
pizza.
"Wha d'ya tell him?"
Mark shrugs.  "I really didn't know what to say."  He looks Brian in his eyes. 
 "Are we?"
"I dunno."  Brian says shrugging.  "I guess."
"Do you wanna be?"
"I dunno.  I mean, well, yeah, I guess.  I just don't know if that's what you 
want."
"Well, I really don't know.  I mean, yeah I've thought about it."  He smiles, 
and takes another slice of
pizza.  "I've wondered what it would be like to have a boyfriend."
Brian smiles.  "It can be fun, and it can be a pain in the ass."
"How so?"
Brian shrugs.  "Oh, I guess it's just Micheal, and remembering how he liked to 
be fucked, we had sex
almost everyday ."
"That sounds cool."  Mark offers.  His eyes twinkle as he looks at Brian and 
takes another bite of pizza. 
He turns to the fridge and grabs a couple of sodas, handing one to Brian.
Brian shakes his head in disbelief, not sure that he and Mark were on the same 
page.
"I suppose you don't have to be boyfriends to have sex everyday."
Brian smiles, and finishes his slice, and grabs another.  "No, but, at least 
you know who you're sleeping
with."
"I wanna do it."
Brian smiles.
"Dylan says it's intense."
"It is."
"You've done it?"
"Well, yeah.  Hell, Michael loved to be fucked."  He sighs, looking at Mark.  
"I dunno, it was something
special, and I wanted to know what it felt like, and he fucked me.  I wanted 
to know what it was that
Michael enjoyed.  And I let him fuck me just to know."  He sighs.  "I guess 
it's sort of like you seeing
Steven getting his dick sucked, and thinking that if you sucked his cock that 
he'd like you more.
"I wanted to know and hope that if I did it better that we'd be better 
boyfriends, and if he liked to fuck me
I figured it was fair, since he liked to be fucked."  He smiles.  "I didn't 
want it to be lopsided."
Mark nods.  He sips his soda as he looks at Brian.  "Did you love him?"
"I dunno, Mark.  What's love?"  He sighs, taking another bite of pizza.  "I 
thought I did.  I mean, I thought
about him alot and we'd date, and all that.  I dunno.  My family moved, and we 
don't see each other.  He
doesn't call, or write either."
"You think he's found someone new?"
"Probably."
"I wanna go to that store, just to see what's there."  Mark says, changing the 
subject.
Brian grins, thinking he wouldn't mind going to see what was there.
"We could go downtown to this gay coffee shop I heard about."
"Which one?"
"How many are there?"
"Three."
Mark grins.  "So let's go to all of them, and then the store."
"Okay, let's."
Dylan hurries into the kitchen.  "Jesus, I'm late.  I'm gonna have to come up 
with one hell of a story."  He
says, and he quickly pulls on his clothes.  He looks at Mark and Brian.  "You 
wanna meet later?  Like
downtown?  The bar has teen night.  I was gonna go."
"Sure."  Mark and Brian answer together.
Dylan tucks his shirt into his trousers, and closes them.  "Great.  Meet me at 
the Coffee Shack on second
avenue.  We can walk to the bars from there."  He smiles.  "After the bar 
closes, there's usually a party
somewhere."
Mark and Brian glance at each other.
"Well, see you later."  Dylan says moving to the door.  He turns to them.  
"Thanks for the sex.  It was
really great."
"Yeah."  Mark says.
"See you later."  Brian offers.
The door closes behind Dylan leaving Mark and Brian looking at each other, as 
they both take another
slice of pizza.