Mark

MARK (t/t) Copyright BC Dude, 1998 bc_dude@hotmail.com

WARNING -- What's the point! GAY SEX

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Mark by BC Dude

Chapter 4

Mark, Mike, and myself hung out together most of the time after that weekend and usually ended up at either Mark's house or mine every weekend. We nearly got caught in bed together more than once and Kyle seemed to develop a talent for barging into Mark's room at the wrong moment. Fortunately, Kyle was always a little noisy coming up the stairs.

Easter break was fast approaching and we decided to head out to the lake for our first camping trip of the year. I was looking forward to a weekend without having to worry about someone coming into the room. Easter was late in April that year and the spring had been particularly warm. Thursday came and we took off after school. A few hours later we arrived at our favorite lake and campsite.

We had just climbed into the tent for the night when we heard voices and the beam of a flashlight hit the tent.

"Hey, do you mind if we set up camp?" a voice sounded in the night.

"Shit!" we all mumbled to ourselves.

"I guess," Mark yelled back.

"Oh shit!" I heard a muffled voice say. "That sounds like Mark."

"Who the hell is that out there?" Mark yelled.

"It's Ian."

"Who's with ya?" I asked.

"Dave," came a soft reply.

The three of us sat in stunned silence. "What the fuck are Ian and Dave doing out here?" was a thought shared by all of us. We pulled on some clothes and climbed out into the cool night to see what the story was. Ian looked like the proverbial cat that had just eaten the canary and Dave wouldn't look us in the face.

"Hey guys," I said, "we hadn't heard you were coming out here this weekend!"

"We hadn't heard you guys were either," Ian replied.

"Hey Dave, haven't seen ya for a while," Mark said warmly.

"Yeah, well--ah--haven't seen you guys either," Dave said.

We managed to get the fire going again while Ian and Dave set up their tent and got things arranged. Then that awkward silence set in again. The three of us left Ian and Dave by the fire and returned to our tent and snuggled in. Unfortunately with Dave and Ian only twenty feet away we just played with each other quietly before drifting off to sleep, although I'm sure we were all thinking of moving to another location the next day.

Mark and Mike were already asleep and I was almost out when I heard a muffled grunt from the tent next to us. A few moments later I heard it again, and then the unmistakable moans of someone cuming. That was the last thing I heard.

I didn't sleep well that night and woke often. I wondered what the hell was going on with Dave and Ian. I also wondered how Mike was feeling about this turn of events.

The sun hit the tent in the morning and it quickly got hot. I slipped from the tent and headed for the lake. I wasn't going for a swim but I needed to wash up. Dave and Ian were already there.

None of us had bothered to put on any clothes and the three of us washed up at the shore. We didn't say much to each other until I got a good look at Dave when he stood up.

"HOLY FUCK!"

"What?" both Ian and Dave replied.

"HOLY FUCK Dave, you've grown!"

Dave's cock had grown and was at least four or five inches soft. His balls had grown too as had his pubic hair.

Dave looked at me and kinda grinned. "Yeah, things finally got going."

I was giving Ian the once over too. He was pretty good looking with his average 5 foot 10 inch frame. Not exactly Mr. Universe, but reasonably well muscled and a nice flat stomach. His blonde hair was cut short and even his pubic hair was blonde. His cut cock hung heavily over his average sized balls. His blonde hair almost gave his body the appearance of being hairless, but it was there.

I guess they noticed me looking because Ian looked me straight in the eye and asked, "like what you see?"

"Yeah, uh, well, sorry, didn't mean to stare."

"That's okay, we all know you're a fucking QUEER."

"Oh, and just what the hell was that noise I heard last night?"

Dave and Ian looked at each other and smiled. "Sorry, didn't mean to keep you awake," Dave said.

"Well you didn't ... at least not the noise."

"What then?" Ian asked, "Mark and Mike?"

"No, thinking about you two."

"You a pervert or something?" Ian shot back.

"No, it's just I was wondering all night what the fuck you two were doing here together. Like I don't get it. And then those noises--"

Dave turned a nice deep red and Ian smiled a rather evil grin.

Our conversation was cut short as Mark and Mike arrived at the shore.

"Morning guys, how's it--. HOLY SHIT Dave," Mike exclaimed.

"Hi Mike, Mark," Dave replied with a grin.

"Wow, have you grown!" Mark said.

"Oh, you noticed."

"How could we help but notice?" Mike asked.

Dave turned red again realizing everyone was staring at his cock. It began to noticeably thicken and rise too.

"Hey you guys, he's mine," Ian said, pretending to put on a jealous act as he gave Dave's rising cock a few playful tugs which brought it to full attention. We couldn't believe it. The damn thing rose to over six inches. Within a few seconds we were all sporting hard rods.

"I'm hungry," Mike said and headed back to the camp. He busied himself getting a fire going and a few minutes later we turned up to help him. Throughout breakfast we all stayed hard and there was a bit of joking around and the odd playful grab here and there. After breakfast we decided to start working on our tans and stretched out in the sun by the lake. Of course we had all been hard for some time and it wasn't long before we were all starting to stroke our cocks.

Dave really got the ball rolling when he leaned over Ian and started to suck on his leaking cock. He didn't just suck on it, he was going after it with a real passion. He even ran his hand down between Ian's legs and started to play with Ian's puckered hole. That sent Ian into near convulsions. Soon Ian had his legs wide apart and his hips thrust to meet Dave's hungry mouth. They were going at it like animals and it was contagious.

Mark, Mike, and myself formed a daisy chain and started sucking each other like mad. I was working on Mark, while Mark worked on Mike and Mike was noisily slurping away on my aching rod. The air was alive with the sounds of moans and groans, slurping, and the odd gagging sound as someone took a cock a little too far down.

As had been our experience with Dave before, he was the first to cum. He let Ian's cock drop from his mouth long enough to shout out, "I'm cuming, I'm cuming," and then his hips bucked into Ian's mouth one last time and froze. We could tell he was cuming by the frantic swallowing movements in Ian's throat. Dave had been stroking on Ian's cock while he came. Ian's hips bucked and thrashed as his cum shot over Dave's face. Dave swallowed Ian's cock and caught the remainder of his load. The two collapsed together and laid there to recover.

The action next to us had not gone without notice and I felt Mike's action on my cock suddenly become frantic. Judging from the sounds Mark was making Mike must have cum. The extra effort Mike had just made put me over the edge and I sent several shots of hot cum into Mike's mouth and down his throat. Mike continued to suck until I was dry.

Mark was getting close, but had not yet reached his orgasm. I licked a finger and started to play with Mark's puckered hole. His ass pushed against it and my finger slipped in. Just as it did, I felt Mark clamp down hard on my finger and shot after shot of his hot cum filled my mouth.

No one spoke for nearly 15 minutes. We laid there in the sun, sweaty bodies, and smelling of sex. It wasn't until we started to move that I realized my finger was still in Mark's ass. Mark squirmed as I slowly slipped it out.

We were all dying to ask Ian and Dave what the story was, but we didn't have the balls to ask. I knew Mike was particularly interested. After all, Dave and Mike had been friends and that friendship had broken up because of sex, and here was Dave and Ian doing it. Not only that, but it was pretty clear this wasn't the first time.

Ian was another story. He had been hanging out with one of the biggest homophobes in the whole school and here he was with Dave.

We never did move our camp, in fact, by the second night the five of us were crammed in one tent and we sucked and fucked all night. What a night that was!

As the weekend passed, Dave still hadn't told us about him and Ian, but at least Dave and Mike were talking between themselves. At one point they took off by themselves for a couple of hours leaving the four of us to soak up some spring sun.

The following weekend Mark stayed at my place, but Mike didn't show up. He had made some lame excuse about having something to do with his family and couldn't come over. Mark and I had a great weekend and although we missed Mike, we had some real hot sex between the two of us.

On Monday we heard that news that Ian was in the hospital. He had been run over by a hit and run driver. Although serious, his injuries were not life threatening. We went to see him in the hospital a few times, autographed the cast on his leg and tried to cheer him up but he was so doped up on pain killers, he wasn't really sure we were there. A few days later Drew was arrested for hit and run. There wasn't much of a trial, Drew pleaded guilty and got some jail time. Ian's family moved away when he got out of the hospital. We never saw or heard from Ian again until later in college.

Dave and Mike became good friends again but they didn't spend weekends with us. The four of us would go to the lake together on weekends, and would go camping from time to time, but they were too busy with each other to spend much time with us during the week. That didn't bother us too much though, because we were pretty busy ourselves.

Summer holidays were about to begin when the four of us got together one night and decided to start the summer off with a hiking trip into the mountains. The date was set for the second week of July.

We had all grown over that year. Mark was now just under six feet and had developed a killer body. I wasn't far behind at 5 foot 10. I had a more average body build. I doubted I would ever get the kind of definition that Mark had. Mike and Dave were also nearly 6 foot. Dave had also continued to grow in another area. He was at least as big as Mike now.

I decided it was time to ask, so while we were sitting around the campfire that first night I asked Dave straight out what the fuck had happened last year. Why had he gotten so pissed at us, and how the hell did he start hanging with Ian. I guess he knew this was going to happen one day and seemed to have the answer ready. It was clear he had already talked to Mike about things, but that had been between them.

Dave told us that he had been having a real tough time about liking to have sex with guys, and his parents and their religion wasn't helping. He loved doing it with guys but he was still embarrassed about his size, and was scared his parents would disown him if they ever thought he was gay, so he split. Then he ran into Ian one day. Ian had been by himself cause Drew was off screwing the brains out of his girlfriend. Ian had almost raped him! Dave was so horny for guy sex by then that he didn't really resist much. Dave and Ian were pretty evenly matched for strength by then and he told us he could have defended himself if he really wanted to. Dave and Ian would meet when Drew was busy and Ian would always force himself on Dave. Eventually Dave told him to either admit he wanted to have sex with a guy and just ask or fuck off. That was when Ian told Dave that he really liked doing it and had hung around with Drew because he was afraid to be gay. Drew had seen Dave and Ian together a few times and confronted Ian the night of the "hit and run." Ian finally found the guts to tell Drew to fuck off and it was none of his business. Drew started calling him a queer and finally Ian got so mad that he admitted it to Drew. Drew flew into a rage and ran him over with his car when Ian walked away.

Mike put his arm around Dave as he told us and we fell silent as the story unfolded. I leaned against Mark as we listened.

I think it was then that I realized I loved Mark. Not just loved him as a friend, but loved him. I tried to tell him but the words wouldn't come. We went to bed instead. Mike and Dave had their own tent, so Mark and I were alone in ours.

We snuggled together and I held him.

"Some story, huh?" I said.

"Yeah, what a fucking ass hole," Mark replied.

We held each other for the longest time. Then I kissed Mark on the cheek and he kissed me back. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

I woke up, but it was still dark. Mark was pressed against me and gently humping me in his sleep. His cock was wedged between my buns and I could feel it slipping and sliding as his precum oozed from it. His arms were wrapped around me tightly and I could feel his hot breath on my neck. It sure must have been a good dream he was having! I thought about waking him but decided to just let things play out. He hadn't been humping long when he stiffened and I felt his hot cum squirt between my buns. I could feel it fill my crack and his cock sliding in further. His breathing changed and I could tell he was awake.

"Was it good?" I asked.

"MMMMMmmm, OH FUCK, sorry--"

"Sorry for what?"

"For doing that, uh--"

"It was kinda nice!"

"Yeah? Really?"

"Sure! Having a hot dude humping me in his sleep was really hot! As long as it was me you were humping in your dream."

"Well, uh, what if it wasn't you?"

"Then I'd probably run you over the next chance I get."

"You wouldn't?"

"So was it me or not?"

I could feel Mark smile. I couldn't see him, but I could feel him. I could imagine that smile of his, that crooked tooth, the sparkle in his eyes.

Mark tightened his grip, "Yeah it was you, it's always you. I always dream about you at night."

I pushed back into him a bit and wiggled my ass on his cock.

"Damn Mark, that thing is still hard."

"Yeah, it ain't going down."

I wiggled again.

"Don't do that too much or it might slip into your ass."

I wiggled again! I felt Mark reposition himself and I could feel his hard rod poking me. I pushed back a little harder and he got the message. Mark slipped inside.

"Now, do it again."

Mark started long and slow. He reached his arm down and played with my hard cock. I could feel his fingers slip and slide in the precum I was producing. He moved his position and waves of pleasure shot through my body.

"OH GOD! What did you do?"

"Huh?"

"That last time you moved it hit a spot inside me and I almost came."

"Oh, like this?" and he did it again.

I bucked back against him wildly.

"Yeah, like that!"

Mark kept doing it. I couldn't believe it. With each long slow stroke he was send wave after wave of the most incredible good feelings through my entire body. My cock was rock hard. Much harder than normal. Mark kept up his assault and each thrust brought the same reaction. I was gasping for air as the pleasure kept running through me. Each thrust of his was met by a contraction of my cock and ass muscles. Each thrust brought me closer, each thrust was giving me a little orgasm-like pulse of pleasure.

"Oh God, OH GOD, OOOOHHH GOOOOD" I screamed as I came. Shot after shot of cum flew from my hard cock and I rocked back and forth on his cock that was bringing me so much pleasure.

"Oh baby, baby, baby, YES, YESSSS!" I heard in my ear as Mark humped furiously and then with one final thrust froze and I felt his cock pulse. I imagined I could feel his hot cum filling me.

The sun on the tent was the next thing I remember. Mark kissed my neck as I stirred.

"Sleep well?" he asked.

"Mmmmm," was my only reply.

I could feel his cock still wedged between my buns and his hot breath on my neck. I wanted to stay here all day.

A voice outside the tent asked, "You guys getting up or what?"

Mark and I untangled ourselves and crawled from the tent.

"Have a religious experience last night or something?" Dave asked, a grin on his face.

"Fuck off," I replied as Mark and I headed for the creek to wash up.

The rest of the weekend was like heaven. Hiking, camping, sex, good times. Any stress that had remained between Dave and Mark or me had been dispatched by the time we got home on Monday.

Most days that summer were spent at the lake. The four of us would go each morning and return in time for supper. Our bodies were really taking shape by the end of the summer, and we all had deep brown tan's. Damn it was good.

Drew got out of jail sometime during the summer but didn't return to school in the fall. He got a job at the local lumber mill and we would see him from time to time. He never talked to us and would always turn and go the other way when he spotted us.

Our final year of High School started uneventfully. More bullshit, more teachers telling us that we would really have to work this year. Mark and I dropped football and stayed with the swim team. Dave and Mike didn't join anything --. they were too busy with each other.

Ever since that first weekend camp of the summer I had been searching for the right words. Of course part of the problem in finding the right words was figuring out what my feelings were. Mark and I were great friends and enjoyed each other, and the sex was fantastic, but there was something missing too.

One weekend in October I was staying over at Mark's and the shit hit the fan. Mark's parents were away for the weekend, his older sister was away at college, and his younger brother Kyle was staying over at friends. We had managed to score a gay porn movie and were watching it in the Family Room. The movie was pretty hot and soon we were naked and in a 69. Suddenly a voice spoke in the room right next to us.

"Hi guys!"

I fucking near bit Mark's cock right off I was so surprised and I could hear Mark coughing and gagging from my cock having been forced a little too far down his throat when I jumped. We looked up and there was Kyle, grinning from ear to ear and a very large bulge in his pants. Mark and I scrambled for some clothes.

"You fucking little shit!" Mark yelled. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Sorry, did I interrupt something?" Kyle said.

"What the fuck do you think? I should fucking kill you, you little shit."

"Well if you do, I'll tell mom and dad," Kyle said.

He had us. We knew it and he knew it.

"Okay, what's it gonna cost?" Mark asked.

"You trying to bribe me?"

"Well that's a lot tidier than your guts all over the house," Mark said.

"How long have you guys been doing this?" Kyle asked.

"None of your fucking business," Mark replied.

"It is now."

Kyle was playing Mark for all he was worth. Mark was so upset about being caught I don't think he noticed that Kyle had been grinning the whole time. I don't think Mark noticed the bulge in Kyle's pants either.

This was probably the first time I had ever really noticed Kyle. Until now, we had always kinda avoided Kyle. Besides, he was never around when we were. He was always off somewhere with his friends. If it hadn't been for their three year age difference they could have been twins. Kyle had the same crooked tooth, the same build, the same killer smile. He was one good looking dude.

"Okay Kyle," I started, "What's the deal?"

"What do you mean?" Kyle replied.

"Simple. You're not supposed to be here, but here you are. You've been watching us for who knows how long, and didn't say anything. You've also got a very visible bulge in your pants."

Kyle turned bright red and Mark cooled down enough to notice.

"Yeah Kyle, what's the story?"

"Uh ... Well ... Sean's parents came home and kicked us all out. They said Sean wasn't supposed to have overnight guests."

"And just how many kids were there?" Mark asked.

"Not many."

"How many?"

"About twenty."

"No wonder they kicked you all out," Mark said.

"Hey, wait a minute," I said. "Doesn't Sean's dad run a janitor company?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Yeah, his company cleans my dad's office ... and I saw him in there when we came past it about an hour ago. He wasn't out of town. Come on Kyle, what' s the real story?"

Kyle turned about three more shades of red. He stood there shuffling his feet and looking at the floor. His story had fallen apart and we had him.

"I--I--uh--well--I--"

"Come on Kyle, out with it. You caught us big time, and now we've got you. What's the real story? You planned this, didn't you?"

Kyle was near to tears, but he just couldn't get it out.

"Does it have something to do with that bulge in you pants?" I asked.

Kyle nodded but kept looking at the floor.

"You like seeing guys?" Mark asked.

Kyle nodded again.

"You ever done anything with guys?" I asked.

Kyle shook his head no as tears ran down his cheeks.

A lot of things suddenly came into focus. All those times Kyle seemed to barge into the room were no accident. He was hoping to catch us.

Mark got up and gave Kyle a hug, "That's okay bro, you are what you are."

Mark's hard cock was pressed up against Kyle's stomach as they stood there. Although Kyle's bulge had gone down, I could see it starting to push against his jeans again.

"You ever watched a porn movie?" I asked.

Kyle shook his head no.

"You wanna watch it with us?"

Kyle smiled, "Can I?"

"I don't mind if Mark doesn't."

Mark pulled Kyle to the floor. The three of us sat beside each other, leaning against the sofa. I pressed the play button.

Kyle's eyes were glued to the screen and four very hot guys did their thing. One was fucking one guy while two others were in a 69. I was instantly hot again and went down on Mark. We soon moved into our own 69. Kyle still had his clothes on but was rubbing his cock through pants. Soon he had his belt open and the top button undone and he had his hand inside his pants.

Mark looked over at Kyle and said, "It's a lot better if you take them off."

Kyle didn't respond at first, but a few seconds later he pushed his jeans and underwear down and off his butt and his stiff rod sprung out.

Although only 14, Kyle's hard cock was as big as Marks, a solid six inches. And like Mark, he wasn't cut either. He leaned back against the sofa and quickly started to jerk his cock.

Mark and I were quickly lost in our own world and noisily slurped away at the other's cock. Just like on the screen, I started to play with Mark's hole and I had him groaning in no time. Mark returned the favor and we were soon nearing the edge.

I decided to try what was happening on the screen, and with each downward motion I tried to take a little more of Mark's cock. Slowly I managed to hold off on the gag reflex and a little more of his throbbing rod went down. Finally I had his pubes against my chin and his balls were against my nose. I guess Mark noticed too and let out a real loud groan and he started to fuck my mouth.

Mark's cock was really hard and thicker than I ever remembered it. He was really humping and grunted with each thrust. I could feel the tension building in his body until he suddenly made one final thrust and held it as I felt his cock pulse and his hot cum shooting down my throat. I was running out of air and was starting to panic a bit when Mark relaxed and he pulled his cock from my throat. I was gasping for air, but the experience was so hot that I was cuming and didn't even notice it start. We collapsed on the floor beside each other, slowly playing with each other's cock. We were totally oblivious to Kyle.

"Wow, you guys are really hot!" we heard him say.

Coming back to our senses we both looked over at Kyle. He was grinning from ear to ear, his arms hung limp at his sides and there were several shots of cum on his chest and a puddle of cum just above his pubes. His cock was still rock hard.

"Glad you enjoyed the show," Mark said with a grin.

"Yeah, WOW!"

"Looks like you're ready to go again," I said.

"Yeah, I could do this all night."

"Sure you could," both Mark and I shot back.

"Really! I usually do it at least two or three times every night. I've even done it five times one night."

"Fuck off Kyle! Nobody can do that," Mark said.

"Really, I do," Kyle protested.

"Bet you can't," I said.

"Bet I can," Kyle insisted.

"Bull shit," Mark said.

"What's it worth to you if I can?" Kyle asked.

"What do you figure its worth?" I asked.

"Uh, how about if I can do it five times, you guys will suck me off."

"And if you can't do it five more times?"

"Uh, I'll suck you guys off."

"What a little fuck," Mark said. "He's never even seen another cock before tonight and already he's looking for a blow job."

Kyle grinned.

"You sure you want to do this?" I asked.

"YEAH!" Kyle said excitedly. "I can't lose. Either I get one of you to suck me off or I get to suck you guys."

"Hmmm, how do you know you can do it? I mean suck another guy's cock?" Mark asked.

"Cause I dream about it all the time. I want to know what it's really like to feel another cock, lick it, suck it."

"What do you think, Jim? Should we take him up on it?"

"It's up to you. He's your brother. But how are you gonna feel about messing around with your little brother? Cause that's gonna happen, one way or the other."

Mark thought about it for a few seconds. "Well, it'll be okay. I always wished I had an older brother to show me how to do things. And it's not like I hate him," Mark said as he gave Kyle a playful hug.

Mark and I cuddled on the sofa and quietly played with each other while the movie played on and Kyle kept at it. That kid was one major cum machine. He hardly rested between each orgasm. In fact, he only stopped long enough to make sure we saw the new puddle of cum before he'd start on the next one.

His fifth orgasm had just been officially noted by Mark and me when he got up off the floor and sat down at the other end of the sofa.

"Gotta give it a rest. It's a bit sore," Kyle said.

"Oh, what a surprise!" we both said.

The first movie had finished and the second was about half over when we noticed that Kyle had been jerking away for a long time but nothing was happening. Kyle made one last effort and jerked his cock wildly for a few minutes and then fell back, his arms at his side. His cock, which had been hard for some time and had produced five orgasms, was finally down for the count.

"DAMN!" Kyle shouted. "I was SURE I could do it six times."

"Don't sweat it, Kyle," Mark offered. "Jim and me are lucky if we can do it twice in one night."

"Yeah, but I'm not OLD like you guys," Kyle said with a smile.

"You little shit," Mark said as he faked a punch at Kyle's nose.

"Really, I can do it. Ever since I learned how to do it when I was 9, I used to do it over and over."

"NINE!" both Mark and I said.

"Yeah, I couldn't shoot then, but I could get things going and I'd cum and cum and cum. It was neat. Then I started cuming and I can't do it as much."

"Poor kid," I said in mock sympathy.

"Oh well," Kyle said as he moved up the sofa and swallowed Mark's soft cock while a hand landed on mine.

"Whoa!" Mark yelled as he felt Kyle's warm and wet mouth surround his cock.

"What?" Kyle asked.

"What the hell are you doing?" Mark asked.

"Paying off," Kyle answered.

"B-b-b-but we didn't think you'd go through with it!"

"A deal's a deal," Kyle said as he went back down on Marks stiffening cock.

"Shit Kyle, I'm your brother. This isn't right!"

"But I want to," Kyle quietly said.

"Are you sure, bro?"

Kyle didn't answer, unless you consider his increased efforts on Mark's stiff cock.

Kyle was going absolutely crazy on Mark's cock. Mark was groaning in no time and I knew it wouldn't last long. Sure enough, within a minute Mark was pumping his cum down Kyle's throat. As soon as Mark was finished, Kyle moved to my stiff cock. I couldn't believe this kid. He was going after my cock like it was the first meal after a one year fast. Kyle was working so hard at it that I could feel my balls starting to churn. He'd get his meal, and soon. Moments later I was pumping a load of my cum down Kyle's throat. I also noticed that Kyle had been jerking himself and he came a few seconds later.

"Hey, what gives?" Mark asked. "I thought you were worn out."

Kyle grinned.

"You little shit Kyle, you planned that."

"Yeah, actually I did. I wanted to do that soooo bad."

"Okay, you got away with it, but it ain't gonna happen again. You need to find your own friends Kyle. It just isn't right doing it with family," Mark explained softly.

The movies were over and it was time for bed. Kyle started to follow us into Mark's room, but turned and said, "goodnight," and went into his own room.

End of Chapter 4

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