Brian

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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.