Marcus takes it like a man (part 6) by A. Horniman
(This is the sixth part of Marcus takes it like a man. The first part was posted on Mon, 14 Apr 2014)
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I didn't expect this. I mean when I started writing this story I didn't expect two of the characters to fall in love. I thought I was writing a simple stroke story about construction workers and security guards and their sexual adventures. In particular it was a story about a straight construction worker called Marcus who is tied up and gang raped to teach him a lesson.
I never expected him to fall in love with Alex, his young co-worker. But any writer will tell you that characters in a story don't always behave the way you expect them to or do what you want. I mean once a couple of characters surprised me by becoming Elvis impersonators! But that's another story (see Ozzie).
Anyway, back to Marcus and Alex. They've just had the best sex they've ever had. They're having feelings for each other they've never felt before, for anyone. I mean, Marcus is married and he loves his wife but what he's feeling for Alex goes beyond that. He can't put it into words. All he knows is that he's found something special.
Also he's scared. A big tough construction boss, scared? That's right. He knows this is going to change his life. As if learning to enjoy taking cock wasn't enough, he's actually fallen in love with a man. And it seems to be mutual. Alex loves him back just as much.
For Alex it's a bit easier. He's known he's gay for a while. He's had girlfriends in the past. Made one pregnant once. Had to pay for her to have an abortion. But he is in no doubt that his true allegiance is to his own sex. When he jerks off or when he cruises the internet it's for images of men. Masculine men, sucking, fucking; groups of men, black, white, whatever. Prefers them a bit chunky and older than himself. In that way Marcus presses all Alex's buttons. His boss is just what he needs.
Marcus checks his phone. Eight missed calls from Carol! Shit! His brother-in-law Dan has tried too a couple of times. I'll tell them I got totally drunk and crashed at a mate's. It's sort of true.
The next day at work is strange for both of them. Marcus is quiet, withdrawn. We know what he's like 'cos he was the same after the gang fuck. It took him a whole week of silent brooding before he could get himself round to his brother-in-law's place to sort things out. But Alex doesn't know what Marcus is like. He's confused. All he knows is last night he made love with his boss. Not just had sex, made passionate earth-shattering love. He feels totally open to Marcus. Totally vulnerable. And it's agony for him that Marcus barely acknowledges him during the day.
"You alright mate?" he asks Marcus eventually.
"Yes. Sorry. I've got a lot to think about. Gotta sort stuff out with the missus. You know. After last night."
"You OK with what we did?" Alex asks. But Marcus's phone goes and he gestures to Alex that it's private.
"Yeh. I'm alright... Sorry darling. I should have phoned... I was really drunk. Stayed with a mate... I'll see you later. Love you. Bye."
Carol is waiting for him. Her intuition tells her that something has happened. Marcus decides to tell her about the gang rape.
"Oh I see," she says. "That explains things!"
"I need time to sort things out. That's why I got drunk last night," he lies.
"What do you mean time?" she asks him.
"On my own," he says quietly.
"Where?" Her voice is shaking. She knows she's losing him. Maybe already lost him.
"I love you Carol. I really do. But I'm a mess inside. I need time to sort out what I really feel. There's a mate of mine..."
"Is he gay?"
"No, no, nothing like that," Marcus lies. "Just a mate from work. Just a few days. I'd do the same for you." Kisses her on the cheek.
The next day is Friday and Alex is overjoyed when Marcus asks him if he can stay for a few days.
"I've told her I need some time to sort myself out," he tells Alex.
"You can stay as long as you like. You know that," Alex says.
"If anyone asks, I'll tell them I've had a bust up with the missus," Marcus adds.
"I can't wait for tonight," Alex says.
"Me neither," says Marcus.
They're in each other's arms as soon as they get through the door.
"I'm all sweaty," Marcus says. "Let me shower first..."
"I like you all sweaty," Alex says.
"That's good," Marcus says, "Because I like you sweaty too."
"Is that kinky?" Alex asks.
"Probably," Marcus replies with a chuckle.
"So fuck first and shower later?" Alex asks.
"How about fuck first, then fuck in the shower and then fuck some more later?"
"Reckon you're up to it old man?" Alex teases him.
"Who says I'm gonna be doing all the fucking?" Marcus replies as he squeezes Alex's cock with his calloused hand. "Don't you wanna have a go?"
"Oh man yes!!" Alex replies running his hands over Marcus's muscular back and down to his butt.
"So what are you waiting for?" Marcus says and turns round. Alex presses himself against his boss's back, rubbing his cock against his arse. Sliding it between the butt cheeks, then between Marcus's legs. Rubbing it back and forth behind his balls. Marcus groans.
"Oh yes, that's nice,"
"You ain't felt nothing yet!" Alex thinks to himself, kneels down, spreads Marcus's arse and dives in with his tongue.
"You dirty bugger! What are you doing back there?"
"Don't you like it?"
"I don't know. Keep doing it and I'll let you know."
And Alex is licking along the sweaty arse trench, licking around the hole, then giving long licks before diving in with his tongue.
"Oh yes!" Marcus says, opening his legs wider. "That's fucking lovely! Get in there mate."
"You ready for the main event?" Alex asks.
"Fuck yes!" Marcus says. "Go for it!"
Alex lubes his cock and strokes himself with one hand and with the other hand he reaches between Marcus's spread legs and grabs his balls.
"Lovely fat bollocks..." he mutters to himself.
The head of Alex's cock engages with Marcus's pucker. He pushes. Marcus opens to him and Alex slides in a bit and pulls out. Slides in and pulls out. Each time deeper. Marcus opening to him more and more till Alex's cock is home.
"Oh god! Oh god!" Marcus is panting.
"You OK?" Alex asks him.
"Yes, yes, fuck me, just fuck me."
Alex gives a stab to see if his boss can take it. Marcus yelps. "Yes! Hard like that! I can take it!"
And Alex buggers him. Shows no mercy. It's what Marcus needs. A cock driving into him. Filling him up. Owning him body and soul. Loving every thick inch of Alex's cock as it does wicked things inside him. Pushing back against Alex, meeting his thrusts.
Alex comes, his cock pulsing jet after jet of spunk as if his whole life was shooting out of him. Clinging to Marcus's back as he softens. Feels Marcus's arse push him out.
"Wow!" says Marcus as they separate. "C'mere..." and they're into a sweaty hug.
"Wanna come?" Alex asks him
"Yeh," Marcus replies, his brain still somewhere in outerspace.
"Shower?" Alex asks.
"Yeh, shower," Marcus replies and soon he's balls deep in Alex's lovely hairy bum. It doesn't take long and he's shooting a powerful load. Watches it drip down the back of Alex's thighs.
They wash each other, stroking each other's bodies. Paying special attention to crotches and arses.
"Cup of tea?" Alex asks him.
They're sitting naked in Alex's kitchen. Holding hands. Grinning at each other.
"I had no idea..." Alex starts.
"About what?" Marcus says.
"I thought you was married."
"Yes, well..." Marcus starts. "I'm sort of having a break."
"What happened?"
And Marcus tells him about the gang rape. It's the first time he's really spoken about it to anyone. He's told Carol but that was different. He couldn't give her the gory details. About being knocked out by a mickey-finn. About Kyle threatening to bite his nuts off. About Izzy's black cock taking his cherry. Then taking load after load till the spunk was oozing out of his battered hole.
"Bastards!" Alex says.
"I kinda deserved it," Marcus replies. "My brother-in-law set up the gang fuck as a way of teaching me a lesson."
"Fucking hell!" Alex says.
"But I started to enjoy it. I had a hands-free orgasm while I was being fucked and that was just totally amazing."
"How many times?" Alex asked.
"You mean how many fucks did I take? Five, six."
"Shit! Did they hurt you?"
"The first couple of fucks were, how can I put it? the worst pain I've ever felt. But then I realised that if I relaxed it would go easier on me. And then I worked out that if I wriggled a bit and pushed back, the bloke would come more quickly. But ironically, that's when I started to get into it. This big bloke, he hit a spot inside me which was like 'wow'. After that I was definitely with the program."
"Shit! And when did it happen?"
"About a month ago," Marcus says. Then pointing to Alex's crotch, "Looks like my story is turning you on..."
"Looks like telling it has done the same to you," Alex rejoinders.
"There's something I want to try," Marcus says. "Lie down. No, not on your belly, face up. That's it,"
"Oh right!" Alex says as Marcus lubes himself, squats over his mate's cock, lines up the head with his hole and lowers himself onto it, feeling the shaft sink into him.
"Oh yes, oh yes. That's it! That is it!" Marcus says and Alex gives a thrust with his hips driving his cock all the way up till it's balls deep in Marcus's hot arse.
Marcus pulls off and sits down again, driving Alex's prong as hard and deep as he can into him. "Yeh!"
And again. "Yeh!"
Alex pushing back, grinding himself into Marcus as Marcus wriggles about on the cock that's impaling him, wanking himself furiously till a jet of hot Marcus come shoots over Alex's chest as Alex gives a massive thrust into Marcus and another load of baby-batter shoots into Marcus's bowels.
"Hungry?" Alex asks after they've come down from the high.
"Fuck yeh!"
"Pizza?"
"Nah. Meat and lots of it."
"Kebab?"
"That's more like it."
And soon they're both tucking in to a double lamb shish in a local Turkish restaurant.
"Gotta keep the strength up!" Marcus says.
"Yeh. I suppose an old man like you would need to," Alex replies.
"I reckon I'll have to teach you some manners boy," Marcus says. "C'mere," and he moves to plant a kiss on Alex's mouth.
"Not here!" Alex whispers.
"I don't give a shit what anyone thinks," Marcus replies and puts a gentle kiss on his lover's mouth."
"Shit!" Marcus thinks to himself. "A couple of months ago I hated queers. Now I'm kissing a bloke in public."
To be continued ....
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