Marcus takes it like a man (part 9) by A. Horniman
(This is the ninth part of Marcus takes it like a man. The first part was posted on Mon, 14 Apr 2014)
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Monday morning. Marcus has just about recovered from getting gang banged on Saturday afternoon. Did he enjoy it? You bet! Is he up for another? Definitely!
He considers himself lucky to have mates like that. And in Alex, a boyfriend he can come back to and cuddle and come back to himself with. I mean it can take it out of you.
How many cocks did he take? And that load he shot at the end! Bloody hell!! It was like his whole life was shooting out of his cock. No wonder they call it 'the little death'.
Time to get ready for work. Alex in the shower. Won't see him again till next Friday now... Carol has agreed reluctantly to the deal. He's with her during the week and he stays with Alex at the weekend. Let's see how it goes. Lucky to have the choice.
As it usually does, his mind strays to sex. He thinks of Carol's slim body, her firm breasts just the right size, her arse, her oh-so-shaggable but off-limits arse. Remember what started all this... And he's back on the table in Len's basement having the bejeezus shagged out of him by Izzy, and Dan and Len and that bastard Kyle. Teaching him a lesson. This is what it's like to be fucked when you don't want to be! Raped in fact. Now you know what it's like, you won't be doing it again.
He's learned to take cock, to enjoy taking cock. More than enjoy it, he needs it. The feeling of a cock, stiff and slippery nudging his hole, and sliding up into him. He feels himself stiffen and gropes his crotch. Have a wank while Alex is in the shower? Nah. Better keep it for Carol tonight. She'll need seeing to. Got to do my marital duty. His erection fades.
"Marcus! You alright? It's one in the morning. What's going on?"
"Hi Alex. Yeh, sorry. She's thrown me out again. Can I come over?"
"Sure, no problem man. You're always welcome."
"Let me be sure I understand you. She threw you out because you couldn't get it up for her?"
"That's right. I haven't come since Saturday afternoon. I even tried thinking about what we did round at Dan's place. But zilch. I don't understand..."
"Listen man. You don't have to understand. Just accept it. She's been pissing you about. First she wants you, then she doesn't want you, then she wants you again. No wonder you can't do it. No man is gonna be able to relax and enjoy a good shag with that rubbish going on."
"Yeh. I suppose you're right..."
Marcus in Alex's arms. Strokes the hair on his chest. Feels between Alex's legs - the soft cushion-like balls, the stiffening cock as Alex holds his boss's cock in his hands, feels it lengthen, stiffen as Marcus presses against him.
"Oh, yes man. That's good," Alex whispers.
"You want it?" Marcus asks.
"I want you," Alex replies.
"You got me mate," Marcus replies as he feels himself tearing up.
Alex gets his legs over his boss's shoulders as Marcus sinks his aching cock into a welcoming hole. No dramas. No games. Just simple wholesome shagging. 'The best fun two men can have together,' as Len put it. Alex totally open to Marcus, loving it as Marcus uses him, using his hole to get off.
"Fuck me boss!"
And Marcus obliges. Loving the tightness of Alex's hole. Knowing he's never going back to Carol now. Sure now that this is what he wants.
Tuesday evening. Company architect has got some changes. Wants a meeting. Seven o'clock OK?
So half past eight he's walking back to Alex's. Yes, Alex's place is now home. Let's see how this goes. Might have to get a bigger place together. A lot to sort out. Divorce Carol? What about Dan? Too much to think about at the moment.
Passes a pub, one he's never been in before. Quick pint before he goes home. Warm, anonymous. Relax.
"Marcus!"
Shit! It's Kyle! The security guard. He was at Len's place, part of the gang rape. He was the one who was after his balls. Fuck no!
"What are you drinking mate?" Kyle asks him.
Marcus doesn't know whether to refuse and walk out or just walk out. Or should he just thump the bastard?
But he accepts.
"Look I'm sorry mate," Kyle says to him. "You know I was only winding you up when I was saying that stuff."
"Yeh, right," Marcus responds.
"No hard feelings?" Kyle goes on.
"No. It's alright," Marcus mumbles.
Kyle seems quite chatty and friendly and then...
"I hear you've been seeing Izzy," Kyle goes on.
"Yeh. So?"
"So you're OK with all that stuff now?"
"What stuff?" Marcus asks.
"You know, doing stuff with men."
"Yeh. It's alright," Marcus replies noncommittally.
"From what I heard you're really into it now," Kyle continues. "Izzy told me you pulled a train the other night. Couldn't get enough. You'll be getting into DD soon."
"What's DD?" Marcus asks.
"Double dicking mate. Taking two cocks at once. Imagine it... Two fat cocks up your chute. Lovely eh?"
Marcus feels his cock start to stiffen at the thought. Kyle notices of course.
"You'll have to come round one evening. I've got some toys you might like," Kyle goes on.
"What do you mean toys?" Marcus asks. He's intrigued, getting turned on.
"Some people find it all a bit scary," Kyle continues. "You know, nipple clamps, ball stretchers, butt plugs, that sort of thing. Interested?"
There. Kyle has put his cards on the table.
"No thanks. Not for me," Marcus replies.
"Alright mate. No problem. But here's my number in case you change your mind."
Marcus walks back to Alex's.
"Ball stretchers? Nipple clamps? Fucking hell!"
To be continued ....
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