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Mark Chapter 3 "Desert Sunrise"
"Hello. Hellooooooo? Come on, wake up sleepy head. Do you still want to see the sun rise?"
Groggily I stretched out and opened my eyes. He's got some nerve looking that good when he wakes up! It all really happened. Whoa. So much for "don't ask, don't tell". I grinned at that and as I started to focus more on Mark's face. It seemed to be getting closer. Prepared for a knock out good morning kiss I was surprised to get a kiss on the nose; and then a bite on the nose! It didn't really hurt but I protested none the less. I pushed him back flat against the bed, rolled over and sat on top of him, pinning him to the mattress.
"Ow! Ya bum!"
"What?!" Mark chuckled. "That didn't hurt! I think you liked it!"
"Maybe I did." I said as I leaned back releasing some of my weight off his shoulders. Just as he thought it was safe my hands dove for his armpits and I tickled him without mercy.
"Hahaha No! Hahaha Noooooo! Heehehee Stop it!" Mark screamed.
Pausing for a moment before Mark's screams were heard I asked, "You'll be good then?"
"Heehee. I thought I was good."
I started tickling him again. Whoa! Bucking bronco! Hey, this is feeling pretty good. Hmm. It seems Mark thinks so too!
"HahahaHaaaaa! NO haha THE haa haaaaa SUNRISE! HAHAHAAHAAA!"
I paused again. "Oh yeah. That's right. We could do that. Or we could stay right here?"
Gasping for breath he said "No. Let's go."
I swung my leg over him, bent down and gave him a proper good morning kiss. When I finished I shuffled over to the edge of the bed with his lower body besides me. Just as I felt him move to sit up I reached over and rubbed his balls and semi erect cock a few times, looking only at my hand and his privates. He fell back on to the bed with a gasp. I looked over at his face grinning. We probably shouldn't have made eye contact though. The messages our eyes sent each other seemed to speak volumes. If Mark didn't start to sit up I was ready to toss the whole sunrise idea. He slid his arm around my waist and I put my arm around his as we stood up, looking at our clothes scattered on the floor.
"Hmm. Two pair of denim shorts, two pair of white briefs, two white T shirts. Wonder which is who's?" he commented.
"The undies and shorts probably matter. I'd be squished in 28 inch waist shorts"
"How did you know my waist size?"
"It says it right on the back label."
"So, umm, how long have you been looking at my butt?"
"Heehee. Well not from day one but pretty shortly there after." I answered honestly.
"I love you, ya know."
"I love you too, Mark"
We started to pick up our clothes and played some bump and grab ass games. We looked at each other holding yesterday's underwear, shook our heads and said "Nah!" simultaneously dropping them to the floor again. We watched each other pull our shorts half way up and I had a wicked idea.
"Wait a sec. Let me help you there." He looked at me with questioning eyes. I stepped towards him and gently slid my hand under his package tucking it all neatly away for him. I buttoned up his shorts, raised his fly and rested my hands on his hips when I was done. He looked totally satisfied that I had one that for him. I started to remove my hands from his hips when he grabbed them and put them right back where they were. He then performed the same ritual for me kissing my lips softly. Did he realize how good a kisser he was? Did he know that with each kiss my heart jumped?
He turned around picking up both shirts and handed me one. Turning it right side out again I realized it was his. "This is yours."
"Nope. This is mine. That one's yours." He contradicted, putting my shirt on.
"Okay. It don't matter." I said sliding his shirt over my head.
"Let's go"
We stepped out of the room, he locked his door and we headed down the hallway together. Then he turned down the short hall to the parking lot.
"Where are we going?"
"I know a place your gonna love."
"Sounds great. Where?"
"Never you mind!" he said in a grandmotherly tone that just cracked me up.
We climbed into his Jeep and headed out of the parking lot. He popped in the
Deep Purple "Machine Head" tape I made for him a few weeks ago. The cooler pre dawn air felt great. The smell of Mark's shirt drifted into my nostrils with the breeze. And God Almighty was it making me horny! By the time we got past the main gate I had to rearrange "the furniture" a bit. I looked over at him and knew I had to be in contact with him. Damned Jeep! The seats are too far apart! I reached for his hand on the stick shift and covered it with mine. He looked over at me grinning and dropped his hand from the stick, taking my hand in his. When one of his fingers stroked the back of my hand my mind spun wildly. He did this three more times before I realized that with every stroke I would shiver slightly and he could feel it. Two can play this game! And play we did. The grins turned to giggles and the giggles turned to laughter. Every time we'd pause neither of us knew who would do it again or when. Such a simple thing really, but the game is intense for two people in love. The other people on the highway that noticed us must've thought we were out of our minds.
We drove down the highway, took an off-ramp and made two additional turns then pulled onto a dirt path. Small rock formations grew into larger ones and they grew into boulders. He slowed the Jeep down and stopped, turning the key to auxiliary. Deep Purple was replaced with Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here". The sky was just starting to become light. "Shine On You Crazy Diamond Part 1" began to play.
"I have so many great memories of this song. I think I just added another one." I told Mark.
He gave me that puppy dog look. Up until this morning I'd have just laughed it off with a side commentary. Not this morning though. We leaned forward for another kiss as if the thirty or so minutes since the last one were a lifetime ago. We turned and got out of the Jeep. Mark pointed to a boulder only about ten yards away.
"Let's sit up there for the show."
We climbed up and sat side by side facing east, our arms wrapped around each other. The sky turned in to an ever-changing blur of pastel colors. In a few minutes, just as the drums started and built the crescendo in "Crazy Diamond" the very first sliver of the sun appeared sparkling brightly between two mountains off in the distance. I was immediately covered with Goosebumps. Mark held me closer and tighter.
He spoke softly, in awe. "Ya know, I've been here at dawn lot's of times to watch the sunrise. Never have I seen one like that. And the music was perfectly timed."
"I'll certainly never forget it!" I whispered and I began nibbling and sucking on his earlobe. He started to giggle. I turned slightly to face him and kissed my way to his mouth. With a brush of my tongue across his lips I was allowed entrance. For the moment I was satisfied just tasting and memorizing the feel of his lips. Mark was entertaining himself playing with my chest and nips. Within a minute we were practically panting like dogs.
"Let's make love, right here and now." I pleaded
"Hee hee! Not here on a rock... with planes flying over us!"
"We'd better get back then, quick!"
"I know dude. Your smell is all over this shirt and I've just been getting hotter and hornier since I put it on."
"Oh, man. You too huh? I had no idea wearing your shirt would make me this crazy. Are you ready?"
"Hahaha. Yeah, I was ready before we left the room!" and he climbed off the
boulder.
"Well then we had best get a move on!" I said as I hit the ground sprinting past him to the Jeep.
During the ride back to base we held hands between gearshifts, played a few less rounds of our little game, and other than a few psychic glances at each other we were silent. Pink Floyd finished up just before we got to the main gate. It took only 20 minutes to get back. We showed our ID's at the gate and proceeded at the speed limit back to the dorm. Everyone that was still around this weekend was obviously still passed out. Good! The less witnesses to this the better.
"I gotta leak first." Mark said.
"Winning idea."
We walked in to the commode and each took a urinal with the customary spacer in between.
"Hee hee! Oh this is so sad! I gotta go but I can't! Not with you standing there." Mark chuckled.
Having my own difficulties relieving myself I almost busted out in hysterics hearing that. When we looked into each other's eyes the answer was clear. The Toilets! Yeah!! Walls might help! So we wandered over to the toilets with our semi-erect dicks hanging out and closed the doors behind us.
After about 30 seconds of silence and not a sound I chuckled "Shit! This is truly a sad state of affairs!"
"Shush! Close your eyes and picture a waterfall." Mark said. Within a few more seconds there was finally some relief.
We walked back to Mark's room and as he unlocked the door he asked me "How are ya feeling, man? You've been awake for almost 24 hours now haven't you?"
Following him inside I turned to close and lock the door replying "Yeah, about 22 hours not including that little nap earlier, but I honestly couldn't be better." Before I could turn around again I felt his hands grasp the sides of my waist and his breath on my neck. I laid my head back on his left shoulder giving him my own puppy dog look. Mark's hands slid tenderly to my stomach. Closing my eyes and opening my mouth I sighed. I opened my eyes when I felt his right hand glide up to play with my chest and nipple again. He kissed me oh so passionately as his left hand slid under my shorts. My dangling hands began to lightly pet his thighs. We started to gently sway back and forth to some imaginary rhythm. When I attempted to turn around to face him he pinched my nipple and tickled the roof of my mouth with his tongue.
How many times have we kissed now? Five? Ten? Every time it's better than the last. We've never yet closed our eyes during a kiss. Our eyes seem to transmit a lot of data telepathically while we kiss. This lip lock is heading for a New World record.
Mark's hands traded places across the front of my body making me shiver. This time he allowed his fingers to touch the base of my dick making it rock hard. He was preventing me from turning around and preventing my throbbing cock from standing up. What exquisite torture! He had me and I wanted him. I slid both hands up to his ass pulling him into me. I let my ass grind backwards against his crotch making him groan. That's what he needed to finally release our kiss. Before he would let me turn around he lowered my zipper, unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them off of me. Turning around I caught him pulling my T-shirt over his head. His entire torso looked so fantastic! His face was still covered when I grabbed his waist and devoured his left nipple. Surprised, he seemed to gasp, sigh and chuckle all at once. He tossed the T-shirt to the floor and concentrated on removing mine. I couldn't stop teasing his nips though. Eventually, with Mark laughing trying to evade my onslaught, I lowered his fly and unbuttoned his shorts while he pulled the T-shirt off me. Stepping back away from me his shorts fell to the ground. I just stood there in awe of his naked body.
His eyes danced across my body as he sat on the bed. When our eyes finally met again they beckoned me to him. I came out of my trance and joined him on the bed where our mouths met again. Mark slid backwards on to the bed pulling me with him. He held me firmly and pulled me over him when he lay down. Quickly I centered myself on top of him. That first grind was so intense we had to brake our lip lock or suffocate. When my muscles stopped twitching I collapsed on top of him, kissing and licking his neck I slid my arms under his broad shoulders. Grabbing my ass, he ground himself up into me and I could feel him quake beneath me when he laid back down. We had been engaged in foreplay for hours. We were so close.
Melodically he whispered to me "Oh please. Take me now. I want to feel you inside me. Bottom dresser drawer. There's some mineral oil. Front corner."
I rolled off him, reached for the drawer, found the oil and handed it to Mark. Getting to my knees I positioned myself between his legs. "Are you sure you wanna do this?"
"Oh yes. With you."
Those words brought tears of joy to my eyes. I had little idea of how to proceed. All I could think was how I want this to be so perfect for us both. "I love you so much, Mark. The next time it's my turn. Hand me the pillows, love." I arranged the pillows under his ass, took the oil from him and he pulled up both legs. I took hold of each leg and placed them on my shoulders. With a generous amount of oil I lubed his hole. When I started to twist my finger at the opening he breathed in sharply.
"Are you okay?"
"Oh yeah. Just great. Keep doing that. It feels fantastic!"
So I did it again and got the same response. I just twisted my wrist back and forth pointing my finger over his hole like that, pressing lightly and it slowly opened up to my finger tip. Once inside I looked up into his eyes and he gave me the okay. I pressed deeper. He grabbed a big clump of blanket and sheets but the look his face said it was not pain. I worked the sides, opening him wider till my finger was getting sore. The second finger slid in. The look on his face was now one of joyful surprise. A wee bit more stretching and he was ready. I lubed my six inch cock and got into position. He pulled back his legs and pulled me with them. I pressed in and he arched his back, moaning his approval. The feeling of his inner warmth surrounding me was intense. We remained motionless for a minute or so then he lifted his head and kissed me. His eyes told me that he felt fine and I could continue. When I pulled half way out he breathed in so sharply that he squeaked, slamming his head to the mattress. He breathed out and I pushed back in. He grabbed his cock and started stroking it. I watched this and used it to set my initial rhythm. Mark started rubbing my chest and playing with my nips which involuntarily made me go faster. Within a minute or two he grabbed my ass with both hands he announced he was almost there. I couldn't speak. "Uh huh" was all that I could grunt to reply. I tried to hold back some but his muscle contractions pulled me right over the edge with him. Marks first shot went up to his chin. I knew I was emptying all I had into him. We screamed, grunted and groaned through our shared bliss. I kissed my lover and licked some of his juice up and kissed him again. I straightened up to lower his legs and my softening cock popped out of him. Suddenly I felt all the blood rush out of my head and the room spun around. I just barely controlled my descent to lay down on my boyfriend.
Mark wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly as if he thought I was going some where. I couldn't move or speak yet. Even if I could have, why would I want to now? My best friend and confidant was now my boyfriend, lying beneath me and humming into my ear.
"Are you awake?" He whispered.
"Mmmm. Yeah, I must be. Though I could swear I just lived through a dream."
He kissed my cheek and stroked my back tenderly. "That was no dream, my love. I couldn't have ever dreamed it would be that great. I was so scared it would hurt like hell. You're eyes reassured me it would be okay."
"I do love you Mark. If I had ever hurt you I would have died. You're more than I ever dreamed I could have. If I loved you any more I think it would kill me." He rolled us over, looked down into my eyes and kissed me deeply. Without his weight on top of me my heart would've shot in to orbit. We cuddled for a while motionless, speechless, listening to each other breath. Then stretching his arms; he pushed up and off me. I watched intently his every move as he stood and stretched his arms upwards facing the wall away from me. The "V" shape again. Gulp! He then dropped is hands to his waist and twisted his back muscles, first away from me then towards me giving me that look, then away again. Oh God help me that look will be the end of me. What a way to go though. Why is he doing this? I bolted off the bed and hugged him from behind before he turned towards me again.
"Hahaha! That's nice but what are you doing?" Mark laughed.
"What am I doing? What are you doing?! Besides trying to drive me insane that is?"
"I'm stretching. Hehehe. It's a yoga exercise. Hee Hee!"
I stuttered "From the bed... watching you... wow! Teach me that... okay?... whoa."
"Sure I will. I stretch and twist each way five times then I touch my toes and hold for a few seconds." He explained reaching behind and pulling me into the cheek of his ass twisting me with him.
"I'm glad I got up when I did! I probably would've had a heart attack had I watched your white ass bent over. Hee hee!
"Hahaha! You're all worked up again! It's only been like ten minutes you horn-dog! Hee hee!"
"I can't help it. That was one hell of a show. Ready for another go?" I whispered.
"Oooooohhh! Not just yet, okay? Hee hee. What have I done? Two days ago you were a quiet guy strummin' a guitar." He said, turning around freeing my woody to slap against my stomach. He looked down and back up into my eyes. "Now look at ya! Hahaha!" I blushed hard and grinned then stole another kiss.
"Come on now. In a while I'm sure I could manage another round. It's almost
8:30. Our ritual Saturday morning Bug Bunny homage is at 9. I gotta take a shower and you could use one too." Mark said pulling two towels out of the dresser and his shower kit from the shelf above.
I can hear you now "What!!! Not now dammit!!!!" hehehe You have something to
look forward to now in chapter 4. I hope you enjoyed the story. Comments and contructive critisisms are welcome at theEggman1@excite.com . Flames will be ignored.