Date: Mon, 08 Oct 2001 10:08:06 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mark -- Part #3
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NOTE:  This is a gay fantasy depicting homosexual acts involving gay
men. If you are not of legal age to be reading this material or you do not
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Chapter #4

John pulled the car out of his drive and drove down the hill to Reading
Road turning right and heading North to where it would intersect with
Hamilton Blvd.  Not a very long drive as Lee remembered it, maybe 30
minutes or so.  Sandwiched between Mark and Retta, oops, he was  going
to have to remember she wanted to be called by her full name, Loretta.
Anyway, he was hugging the two kids he loved most in the world.

Both Mark and Loretta (ha) were firing questions at him about his time
in Saudi Arabia. Who he had met, what he did over there, did he have to
wear those funny clothes and Lee was trying to answer.  Sharon turned
around and placing her hand on Loretta's knee, she said:

"Hey, hey guys, give him a break."  Looking at both of her children,
Sharon said "Your favorite Uncle is not leaving tomorrow and I am sure
there will be plenty of time for all of your questions."  She had a twinkle
in her eyes, looking at Lee but that comment started another fusillade of
questions, "when are you leaving Uncle Lee, not soon are you?"

That got a terse "can it kids" from John and they quieted down.

Lee was breathless after that and just looked at both kids, his heart
swelling with the love he felt for them and he hugged them a little tighter.
He felt Mark squeeze his thigh, he had not noticed his hand resting
there.   Looking at him, he could see that little glint in his eyes and a
smile flirting with his lips.

Lee took a deep breath and thought to himself, "oh boy,"

They arrived at Kelly's without further incident, talking and laughing as
they rode.  John expertly slipped the car into a parking place and they got
out, heading for the restaurant with the sun just setting behind the hills.
It was a beautiful location and very popular.  They found this  out when
they got inside and was told it might be a 30 or 45 minute wait. John
gave them his name and told the hostess we would be in the lounge.

Walking into the lounge there was only one table left with 4 seats.  John
asked the waiter for another chair and when he brought it, they all sat
down to order drinks.  John ordered a Coors in a cold glass, I ordered a
Manhattan on the rocks and Sharon ordered a Margarita.  Mark and
Loretta (ha ha) were of course under age.  Loretta asked her mother if
she could have a Shirley Temple and leaning over to me she whispered, "I
would rather have a glass of Chablis" Lee smiled at her, "later kid  later"
he said.

Mark had not ordered and he asked "Uncle Lee what is a Manhattan?"
Before Lee could answer he heard his brother  say "something you don't
get for about another 5 years or so", Lee answered his nephew.

"A Manhattan is a mixed drink consisting of  bourbon, red cherry juice,
sugar and vermouth garnished with usually a single cherry and orange
slice."  Looking at the waiter he said "do you think we might get a coke
with a couple of cherries and an orange slice for the boy?"  The waiter
said "yes sir, no problem".  Lee had noticed the waiter, a nice looking boy
maybe 21 or 22. He also noticed him scanning Mark as he took the
order.  Lee made a mental note to visit Kelly's again but alone. He had
also noted from the ID tag he wore that his name was Corry.

Corry brought the drinks and no sooner had he set them on the table,
their name was called.  Looking at John, Corry said "if  you like sir, I can
deliver them to your table?" John nodded and Corry placed the drinks
back on his  tray, not taking his eyes off of Mark.  Lee thought Mark had
noticed the waiter's attention and he looked just a little uncomfortable.
When Mark stood up, Lee could detect a slight bulge in his zipper flap.
Marks dick looked like it was laying flat on his stomach reaching for his
belly button.

They were seated at a nice alcove table and after Corry sat there drinks
in front of them, Marks last.  Corry asked John if he wanted to take care
of it now or add it to the bill. John told him to add it all together.
Corry
left with a final glance at someone I knew he was interested in.

Lee knew that most waiters knew that they rarely would meet someone in
a party that had mixed adult and kids in.  They could hope though. Hey,
who wouldn't when it was someone like Mark.

Dinner was uneventful except for an excellent meal. The steaks were
delicious, baked potato done perfectly and the salad was fresh with a
variety of dressings to choose from.

Both kids had managed to be on either side of him but were  for the most
part very quiet while eating.  They had been instructed in proper
mealtime etiquette and knew better then do a lot of talking.  John and
Lee had learned that from their father, "let what you eat stop your
mouth" was what Dad always said.  He didn't mind a little chit chat as
long as it was not loud.  We always thought he sort of enjoyed seeing his
sons interact with each other.  All three of us knew better then to push
him though.

Doug is our other brother and lives in Denver. While we were talking he
said "damn it would be good if Doug could be here." Lee knew better,
Doug did not approve of Lee's lifestyle and had said so without pulling
any punches.

Looking at her husband Sharon said quietly "he knew Lee was going to
be here but he didn't have time to make the trip, remember?"  John put
his glass to his mouth, his eyes shifting from Sharon to his brother.  He
knew he had opened his mouth on the wrong subject with the kids there.

Lee could feel just a little tension and popped in with "hey, that's okay, I
can catch him on my next trip west."  It didn't really help.  Both kids were
finishing their dessert and not lifting their heads to say anything.

Mark dropped his spoon with a clatter into his dish and said "hey Uncle
Lee, would you like to get into the hot tub when we get  home, you haven't
been in it since Mom and Dad had it installed."

Taking her son's hand in hers, Sharon told him that "the next time, you
lay the spoon in the dish not drop it. You know better."  Mark could only
say "yes mother."  Continuing on  she remarked "maybe your uncle might
like to relax before he has to put up with you guys."

Lee, trying to break the tension at the mention of his other brother asked
John, "will it hold 5 people, it sounds like a good way to get the kinks out
after flying about 11,000 miles in the last week or so."

Answering, that it would John went on to say that they had intended to
drop you guys off and then he and Sharon had a meeting at the church
with the Elders and Finance Committee.

Loretta mentioned that she would have to skip the tub since she had an
interview tomorrow for a part-time job at  DePaul's Jewelers and didn't
want to get her hair wet. She needed to raise some money for Christmas
and that was only  4 months or so away.  It was early August.  Both kids
received allowances but they were  not lavish.

Looking at Mark, Lee said "well kiddo that leaves just you and me if you
are game."

Smiling at  his uncle, Mark said "okay by me."

"Good" John said, "at least we will know where you will be. Your sister
we know but you run around with those buddies of yours."  Mark scowled
at his father's remarks.

After a brotherly argument over the bill, a compromise was reached and
they headed home.  On the way home John asked Lee if there was
anything he needed before they reached the house.  Mark told his dad
they needed a 6 pack of Pepsi if it was okay. They stopped at Rite-Aid and
he ran in and came out with a 12 pack getting a look from his mother
when he got back to the car.

John dropped them off and he and Sharon left for the church,
admonishing the kids "they should not wear their uncle out and telling
them they should be back close to 11PM."

Hearing this, Lee said "that late, what do you guys talk about that takes
that long?"

John told him that when Henry Mullens got started only the lord would
know when they were going to be finished.  Lee remembered old Henry
and agreed.  The drove off as he and the kids headed into the house.

Walking into the house, Loretta turned and kissed her uncle on the
cheek telling him good night, she would see him in the morning before
she left for the job interview.   Lee told her good luck if he didn't get to
see
her, he might sleep in.

Mark had already walked to their bedroom and Lee headed that way.
The door was slightly ajar and walking in, he heard Mark in the
bathroom.   He rummaged around and found a pair of old shorts he could
wear in the hot tub. He didn't hear the door to the bathroom open while
he stripped down to put on the shorts.  Suddenly he heard...

"Damn Uncle Lee you aren't going to wear those are you?"

Turning, he saw Mark standing there and his heart almost stopped. He
was wearing a dark blue suit that fit like it was his skin and a
pronounced bulge in the groin.  Lee felt a surge as his cock started to
swell.  That dark blue suit against Mark's golden skin left nothing to the
imagination, it was stunning.   Running his eyes up and down one of the
most magnificent bodies he could remember seeing, he felt his heart
quicken and his cock surge to rock hard. He still did not have the shorts
on but held them in front of himself.

Grinning Mark said "wait a sec, I'll get  you one of dad's, it should fit
pretty good." Mark left the room and Lee almost ran into the bathroom.

Closing the door, he leaned over the sink and running the cold water he
splashed it on his face and his throbbing steel hard cock. Lee's heart was
racing and his breathing was almost like he was panting.   He was having
a hell of a time fighting the urges surging over his body.   After a few
minutes he managed to get himself under control and his cock had
subsided some to almost normal.  He heard a light tap on the door...

"Uncle Lee you okay, I got the suit."  Hearing Mark, he reached for a
towel and drying himself off he called "be right out."

Opening the door and holding the towel in front, he stepped out and saw
Mark holding a white suit that looked like it would not cover a babies ass.
Taking it from his nephew and still holding the towel, he remarked
"damn, couldn't you find anything smaller?"  Mark just grinned and
stood there.

With his back to Mark, he dropped the towel and slipped the suit on, it
was tight but he would be able to wear it.  Adjusting himself in the pouch,
he thought "hey not half bad if I do say so."

Turning to face Mark, it was his turn to get big eyed.

Looking at his uncle, he let out a low whistle followed by "damn Uncle
Lee, you got a hell of a build, better then Dad even."

Lee knew he did and smiled as he told Mark to lead the way to the tub.
Grabbing towels they went out the side door from the kitchen and walked
around too the tub.

The tub was lit but Mark reached under the lip and flipping a switch, the
tub and surrounding area was in total darkness except a glow from the
area lights that were scattered around the edge of the deck and yard.

They both felt the water and finding it satisfactory, they slipped over the
edge and sank into the water.  It felt great and Lee could feel his muscles
starting to relax almost on contact with its warmth.  He slid over to one
side and leaning his head back on the headrest, he stretched his legs out
flexing the muscles as he did.   Mark had slid around to where he could
talk over the bubbling and Lee felt his legs resting on his...turning
his head, he saw his nephew sitting in the water looking at him and
running his hands up and down his chest. In almost a whisper Lee heard,
"Uncle Lee can I...Lee looked at him and Mark stopped what it was
he was going to ask.

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