Date: Tue, 15 Mar 2005 15:35:30 +0000
From: Martin Internet <writemartin2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Gambling for Love-6

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Previous Reading: "Me too." he replied. Then kissed me on the lips. I have
never
been kissed by a boy before. Everything just seemed to dissapear, the
only thing that mattered was my relationship with Mark. His soft lips
were touching mine, the wetness of his lips, the heat, was all so new
to me. We continued to kiss, his tongue was slowly slipping through
the creases of our lips and entering my mouth. I let him discover
what was in my mouth, his tongue was prodding through my mouth and
our tongues met many times. I took my turn in feeling around his mouth
with my tongue. Slowly I could feel Mark's hands going underneath my
shirt and slowly pulling it up from my waist, I lifted my arms so
he could remove my shirt. For a split second the shirt separated our
lips, but then regained contact. I threw the shirt down to the floor while
I started to move on top of Mark. As we were continuing to kiss I moved
my hands up and down his sides, then slowly lifting up the shirt, massaging
his nipples and then he leaned up and let me take his shirt off. Our cocks
were slowly grinding against another. I laid lightly onto Marks chest and
kissed him madly, I was in love with this boy and nothing could ruin it.

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	His shirt was removed, it was the first time I have laid eyes on
Mark without his shirt. The waiting has proved to be worth it, he had
small but hard pectorials and defined abdominals. His arms were quite
muscular as well. He had a very good body on him, he wasn't hulky but
he wasn't skinny either. He was so smooth to touch and kiss, he didn't
even shave, I could feel that it wasn't shaven because it didn't feel
like little pricks were touching my tongue. I loved his smooth skin, I
ran my tongue down his neck, top of the chest, then licked on and around
his nipple as I was squeezing the opposite one. His nipples were erect.
He moaned as I fondled his hard nipples, as I was having fun with his
nipples he was carressing my hair. He was running his fingers all through
it, grabbing it lightly and moaned at the same time.

	Mark continued to grab my hair but started pushing me down
lower down to his abdomen. I knew he wanted me down at his crotch, but
I resisted and just tickled him with my tongue at his belly button. He
was grunting like crazy, he wanted my mouth on his cock so bad. The strength
of his hands were baring down on the top of my head, so I moved slowly
towards his crotch. I started pulling down on the straps of his pajamas
and started sliding them down his slender legs. The smell was overwhelming,
I could smell his boy sweat comming from his crotch, his pubes were sweaty
and his dick was hard and staring at me in the face. His dick was about
six inches long, uncut skin that pulled down a little bit since he had an
erection, his head was covered in a light slime of precum.

	I grasped his dick lightly with my hand, slowly I began caressing
the skin around his head and moving it up and down. My hand became sticky
with the feeling of precum on my hand, I looked up into Mark's eyes and
licked my hand free of precum. His face was in awe as I moved down to lick
his penis. I started from his balls, and moved all the way up the shaft
until
I made it to his head, another little spert of precum leaked from the end of
his dick. I began licking his head like mad, he was grunting and he couldn't
seem to bare it more so he grabbed my head and began to face fuck me. I
did not resist, I began swallowing as much as his penis as I could but
I couldn't help but gag a few times, he let up on pushing me into his cock
but rather let me take over and let him experience my wrath. I moved my
mouth
up and down his cock in an even pace, going faster as his dick became
larger.

"I'm going to cum soon." Mark cried.

I continued sucking his dick as fast as I could, spurt after spurt of
warm cum shot into my mouth. Four large spurts of cum was shot into
my mouth followed by few dribbles of cum. Cum didn't taiste as bad as
I thought it would, a little bit bitter but not bad.

"James, I love you." he whispered as I crawled up to be beside him. I
still had a boner and I wanted it finished off.

"I wanted you so long Mark." I replied.

"Aww well isn't thats sweet you cock sucking faggots!" My stomach sunk
down in a bottomless pit. I could not believe I heard what I have heard.
The sound of Jeremy's voice made me want to cry, that evil bastard heard
of what we both said.

"What in the FUCK, do you think your doing here." Mark screams, his voice
filled with hatred.

"Well, I was asleep but I heard a bunch of faggots moaning and the bed
squeeking like crazy." He said sarcasticly "So here I am seeing a
buncha faggots do their dirty work to each other. I always knew that
James was a faggot, but you Mark, you sick little fucker."

In a low tone and with his eyes narrowing, a grumble came from the bottom
of Marks throat "Get out." He said slowly, not very loud, but I never heard
such an angry voice croak out of Mark's mouth.

"Ok I will, don't want to be in the presence of faggots anyways. But before
I go." Jeremy grabbed something from his pocket, it was a cellphone. A flash
was followed. How dare he? He took a picture of us in a compromising
position.

"Why you fucker!" Mark screamed and pounced on Jeremy half naked now. He
grabbed
a hold of Jeremy's neck and dragged him down to the ground. "Help me James!"
with that I did. I got up on my feet and quickly kicked Jeremy in his ribs.
Mark held the choke hold, Jeremy's face became red, then a shade of blue
was added every second that went by. Since Jeremy was unable to move
with the choke hold I grabbed his cell phone and figured out a way
to delete the photo he tooken of us. I threw the cell phone as hard as
I could onto Jeremy's face. With that Mark released his grip from
Jeremy's neck.

	Jeremy grabbed his neck and started coughing, his face was starting
to become pale then normal. Still lieing on the ground, "You guys will
pay for what you just did!" coughing while he was saying this.

	"And how will we pay Jeremy, exactly?" with Marks foot fermly
planted on Jeremys crotch, easily crushing them against the ground.
Then I took my foot and pressed it against his neck lightly choking
him.

	"If you ever, ever, ever tell anyone." I paused for a second
to figure out what I was going to say next,"We will track you down,
and beat the shit out of you, Mark and I can easily take you, as we
just demonstrated. You have no real friends because no one likes
you, you are too ignorant. You fool, how dare you come between Mark
and I. Now go, before I will beat your face into a living pulp." I
released my grip from Jeremy's throat and Mark took his foot off
Jeremys crotch.

	Jeremy stood up slowly glaring at both of us. I kept a quick
but steady on Jeremy's face to see if he would do anything else. He
slowly turned around and walked up the stairs. Mark and I followed
him until he left the house. Jeremy continued to walk down the
street with his face staring towards the ground, he looked as if
he were a puppy just getting yelled by his master, with a tail
between it's legs.

	When Jeremy was out of site, I looked back towards Mark. He
looked so sad with his eyes swollen and he was struggling to breathe.
"Come here Mark." I said. I hugged him so hard and thats when he let
the water works go. We walked to the couch in the living room and sat
down. He continued to cry into my shoulder as I tried to comfort him.
I hugged him so hard, I couldn't help but feel sad either. I began
to cry on his shoulder as well. I can't believe this has happened
to us. We were caught in the act and someone knows about it. This
wasn't how it was supposed to be.

	We sat there crying for ten minutes. It was hard for me to stop
and it was even harder for Mark to. I still held on to him, I was
shaking because of my rage and frustration. "I can't believe he
would say such a thing."

	I looked at Mark stunned, "You know how Jeremy is! You can not
tell me that he would react differently because it isn't true." I
exclaimed trying to hold back my tears. It was hard to breathe.

	Mark screamed " b b b but he was my friend!". He grabbed on
to me tighter and cried again. I petted his hair as he cried, I
tried to hush him down again so we could talk more.

	"You know, we scared the shit out of Jeremy. He won't tell
anyone now, and if he does we will beat him up. Plain and simple."
Even though this situation was anything but plain and simple, I
would try anything to calm down Mark.

	"Yeah? I guess your right. I should stop crying, I feel like
such a sissy!" he tried to laugh but it was replaced by him tearing
up. "If anyone finds out I will be the scum of the school. No one
would want to hang out with me anymore, my hockey career would be
over, and I would be labelled the school faggot!"

	"You don't think I think that either!?" I paused to get more
air, the room felt incredibly stuffy and I was trying not to cry
again. "If anyone finds out that you are gay, then I will back you
up saying I was trying to take advantage of you and that I was giving
you a blowjob while you were asleep."

	"I could never ever ask for you to do that James." He looked
directly into my eye. "Even though I'm on a team and you aren't doesn't
mean I would ever make you sacrafice everything that your life stands
for." He was right. How could I even say such a thing, we were both
in it together.

	"This subject is too depressing."

	"I know it is, would you like some breakfast and talk about it
later?" Mark asked.

	"Yes please!" trying to get my mind off the subject.

	Mark began preparing for breakfast while I watched some tv. I
felt selfish making Mark prepare breakfast, "Do you need help Mark?"

	"No thats fine James. I can make it myself."

	"Ok then." I continued watching tv. Our breakfast was giving off
such a wonderful aroma. It wasn't long before breakfast was ready.

	"Breakfast is ready!" Mark yelled from the kitchen. I got up
from the sofa and sat down in the kitchen. There was a plate of
french toast, a pancake, fried egg and a strip of bacon.

	"Wow, you made all this!?"

	"Yup!" Mark replied giving me a smile.

	I began eating the french toast, then picked out of pancake.
"This is delicious Mark! I had no idea you could cook this well!"

	"Why thank you." he replied while eating his own food. I helped
him clean up and make the house look like it was before we gambled and
drank.

	After we cleaned up we sat on the sofa watching some stupid cartoon.
I couldn't help but look at Mark while he was watching the tv. He was so
beautiful, smart and brave. He is the man that I want to be with. I kept
on wondering what would have happened if we weren't interrupted by Jeremy.

	"I wonder if anyone other than Jeremy will know about our relationship?
I wonder if he told anyone?" Mark pondering.

	"I don't think so, I hope not. I really think we shouldn't worry about
that until school comes around." I replied. It wasn't a reassureing answer
but it was a truthful one.

	The rest of the morning was uneventful. Around 1:00 I decided to go home,
my parents liked being home at that time after a sleepover so I complied
with their rules.

	I reached Mark's door to go home. I had everything packed and he had
his car keys to drive me home. "I would do this in the car, but I don't want
to risk anyone seeing us."  with that said he kissed me on the lips. It was
a surprise because I didn't even expect getting a kiss or kissing him. We
stood
there for about half a minute by the door kissing.

	Mark pulled away from the kiss and said, "I best get you home." I couldn't
help but being dissapointed, but I did need to get home.

	"Before we go, I want to say that I really do love you. No matter what
happens at school, with friends, with family, anything. I will always love
you."

	"I love you too James. It will be a tough, but I think we will come
through with all of this." he mumbled.

	We walked out to the green volkswagen and began to drive home. He had
a standard, so when he was shifting gears I couldn't help but put my hand
on top of his. I laid my hand on top of his and I would follow his movements
when he shifted. Everyonce in a while I would grip his hand a little harder
and would look deep into his eyes. He was concentrating on driving but
wouldn't
look at me. " You mean so much to me James. I can't put it into words."

	"As do you to me. I wish I could spend more time with you Mark."

	"We will. Don't you worry about that." he replied. We arrived in
front of my house. It wasn't that bad of a house, it was built in the
seventies but had been renovated just a few years ago. It was a decent, but
I wish it were a little bit larger as it had a basement and one
floor. "Here we are." he said to me.

	"Yeah, love you Mark. I will see you in school Monday." gripping his hand
harder.

	"I love you too James." He looked around for a second and gave me a peck
on the cheek. I didn't want to leave but I knew I better before my hormones
get the best of me. I walked towards my house and looked back, Marks car
was gone.

To be continued....

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