Question Mark

Question Mark By Adam Stewart

Mark plodded his weary way to school. He didn't enjoy going since he was continually being bullied because of his perceived sexuality. He was fifteen, slim, below average height and had long black hair. The problem was that he had camp mannerisms so the bullies decided he was gay. They were right of course since he'd known he was different from other boys from an early age but he never admitted the fact. Secretly he enjoyed looking at other guys, especially when they were changing for sports, which he hated, or PE classes. He'd had one particular friend who seemed to like him and Mark always enjoyed the guy's tight trousers and all they showed. In fact they were so tight it seemed they'd been sprayed on but he never managed to find out if the guy had the same feelings as him about other guys before he left the school because of his family moving away.

The school was just ten minutes walk from where Mark lived in Stepney. It was a typical east London school and the class he was in certainly wasn't considered to be one in which the students were expected to achieve much. Mark was far from academic so lacked ability when it came to studying the usual subjects but if they were practical then he did okay. Suddenly he felt a ball of mud hit his face. It would cause yet another bruise but he was now used to those.

"Here's the queer question mark" a boy called out.

Mark knew immediately who it was since he was the leader of the bully gang. The reason for the nickname was because he was considered queer and his last name was Keston which of course sounded like question'. To make matters worse, the form register was by last name so every morning the form master would call out Keston, Mark; Smith, Robert' and so on. The same master also had a habit of asking during lessons "What is your question Mark?" Mark was never sure whether it was deliberate or not but it always caused a titter amongst the bullies. He decided to ignore it, plus the use of the word `queer' since he knew if he didn't he'd be beaten up even more.

Suddenly he was grabbed by three bullies and dragged behind the cycle shed which was out of view from the school building. As usual, his arms were clamped behind his back whilst the chief bully yanked open the duffle coat he was wearing, ripped open his shirt and yanked his trousers and the boxer shorts he always wore down his legs. Once naked, the bully grabbed hold of his tackle. Because Mark never objected to this part of his anatomy being handled it invariably reacted.

"See guys, he is a fucking queer."

The bully told his two mates to bend Mark over and lift his coat over his head to expose his butt. The bully then pulled out his own organ, which was now fairly hard, spat in his hand and thrust the organ up against Mark's entrance. Mark felt himself being breached and winced because the roughness of it hurt but once through the tight hole, the bully pulled out. Mark was sure the bully was a closet gay and this was his way of trying to convince everybody he was a butch guy. His followers swallowed the false impression he gave, but Mark knew the truth. He also knew that if he challenged the bully then he'd be beaten even more. He already had bruises and cuts over his body from the last incident just a few days before. He also knew there was no point in reporting it to any member of staff since the school seemed to turn a blind eye to bullying and any kind of discrimination. Once the bully had done what he wanted, he pushed Mark into the mud and they all walked off. Mark got up, adjusted his clothes, which were yet again muddied, and made his way to class.

"Keston, Mark" the form teacher called out as he marked the register and there followed the usual titter from the band of bullies but the teacher never said a word.

Mark couldn't wait for the day to end since it was the end of term and he'd have almost three weeks off for the Christmas break. He wasn't looking forward to Christmas but at least he'd have a break from the bullying.

The reason why he wasn't looking forward to Christmas was because on the very last day of this very term the previous year his whole life came crashing down. He was walking home from school feeling excited about Christmas with his mum and dad, and his brother who was four years older than him. He loved his brother and loved his mum and dad. Up to that point he'd had a happy childhood, apart from the bullying at school but he never let on to anyone at home about that since it would have emphasised the fact that he was different to other boys and in any event would probably have made things worse if his parents had complained to the school. Whenever he came home with cuts or bruises or his clothes torn or muddied, he'd make some excuse as to how they'd come about and his mum would provide the necessary first-aid, wash and repair his clothes.

But on that fateful day a year ago, all that changed. As he walked down the street he noticed a police car outside his house. As soon as he walked in he knew something terrible had happened. Normally his mum would call out from the kitchen and greet him but there was no sign of her. A police lady immediately came to meet him and said she needed to have a word. He could hear his dad crying in the living room and when he passed by he could see a policeman trying to console him.

"What's happened?" Mark asked now very worried.

"Why don't we go up to your room Mark and I'll tell you what's happened."

She was very kind so Mark led her upstairs and once he'd removed his duffle coat she suggested he sat on the bed. She sat beside him and held his hand.

"I'm afraid I've got some bad news Mark" she started saying.

Mark looked at her and felt his face go white. She then explained that his mum and his brother had been attacked by a guy with a knife and they'd both died from their injuries whilst on the way to the hospital.

"Both your mum and your brother were very brave so you must always remember that Mark."

He later read a local paper article headed `Brave mother and son help young lad in knife attack'. It seemed his mum and his brother had been in the local supermarket buying the food for Christmas when his mum saw a young lad being attacked by a guy with a knife. She ran over to help the lad and the man knifed her in the stomach. His brother had rushed forward to help her and he too was knifed. It turned out that the attacker was mentally deranged. The only person to come out alive was the young lad his mum had gone to save.

"She saved his life Mark but lost her own and your brother lost his."

Mark couldn't believe what he was hearing. He went into shock and just wept. He so loved his brother and his mum so the thought of losing them was the end of the world. He also knew that his mum and dad were very close; some called them the perfect couple. They never argued and adored their children. Mark could now understand why his dad was crying downstairs.

"Can I see my dad?"

"Of course you can."

The officer gently led him back downstairs and Mark rushed over to his dad. They hugged and cried together.

"Why Mark, why?" he kept on saying.

All the officer could say was that his mum and brother had been in the wrong place at the wrong time but at least they'd saved the young lad who was much the same age as Mark.

"What are we going to do Mark?"

Mark couldn't answer that one because he was as devastated as his dad. The officer asked if there were any relatives they could contact but Mark said they had none. They'd been a happy compact family with no other relatives. Both sets of grandparents had died long ago and neither his dad nor his mum had any siblings. The officer asked if there was a neighbour who he could ask to come in but his dad shook his head. Mark knew he never liked other people's help so said they didn't really know the neighbours that well.

Finally the officers left them and for the next few hours Mark sat with his dad. Something inside told him that his dad wasn't going to get over this. He could see he was devastated. He was too, of course but he seemed to have the ability to move on and deal with things. Christmas that year never took place and when Mark gave his dad his present and his mum's, they were never opened and he never saw them again. He kept his brother's which was a music CD that he knew his brother liked. It was wrapped in bright coloured wrapping paper but he never opened it. Instead he placed it in a drawer beneath his boxer shorts. Every so often he'd pull it out and hug it to remind him of the happy times they'd had together.

During the past year, his dad had gone into deep depression. So much so that he stopped working and relied on state benefit but that was very limited. He lost all interest in living or in Mark for that matter. It seemed as if both his sons had died which upset Mark very much. He'd expected his dad to become even closer but instead he'd moved away from him. He let the house go and himself, spending most of his time in his bedroom. For the first few months Mark tried to keep things going by cooking the best he could, washing and ironing and doing odd bits of housework but he began to realise it was a waste of time.

Whenever he asked his dad what he'd like to eat he'd just say "Nothing, you get what you want". As such he was now skin and bone and Mark wondered how much longer he could go on like that. For a while he made meals for himself and left things in the fridge for his father but he even stopped doing that in the end because the food was wasted and they didn't have the money to throw it down the drain. So, he now looked after himself the best he could, washing his own clothes by hand because the washing machine had packed up and his dad had done nothing about it or even looked at it to see what was wrong like he had in the past, doing what shopping was needed and getting himself off to school. It was as if he lived on his own and as he walked home all he had to look forward to, was Christmas without any presents and little food.

He made himself some scrambled eggs which had become his staple diet since it was cheap and easy to do. When he'd eaten his meal and cleared away the dishes he found his dad sitting in the living room which was most unusual these days.

"Can I get you something to eat dad?" he asked hoping against hope that perhaps things were going to change.

"No thanks; I need to talk to you."

Mark sat down on the worn out sofa and looked into his dad's face. He hardly recognised the man sitting there and felt tears form in his eyes.

"I can't cope any longer Mark. I can't look after you now that mum and Danny have gone."

Mark's tears started flowing down his face and he made some comment about they had managed and he was sure they could if they did it together but he had the feeling his dad wasn't listening.

"I've arranged for you to go to a new school after Christmas away from here. It's a boarding school and they'll be able to look after you properly and make sure you're fed and your clothes are looked after. I'm sorry Mark, I really am, but I've failed you."

Mark again tried to assure his dad that he was okay and he was sure they could manage but he soon realised his dad wasn't listening. He stood, gave Mark an envelope and walked upstairs to his room where he remained for the rest of the Christmas holiday apart from occasional visits to the bathroom. Whether he ate any food, Mark had no idea but decided there was nothing further he could do.

He took the envelope up to his own room and opened it. The boarding school was in Reigate in Surrey. He wasn't sure whether he was pleased or not to be leaving the east end of London as he continued to read. From what he could glean, a charity had arranged the free place at the all boys' boarding school at which he would see out the remainder of his basic education. He knew he didn't have the academic ability to go beyond that so he'd leave as soon as he could at the age of eighteen although in his case he'd be eighteen and a half by the time he actually left because his birthday was just one week after Christmas.

He continued reading and noted he was to travel down by train on the third of January, the day before term started, using the rail ticket provided. There was also a list of clothing and items he had to take although the charity had said not to worry if he didn't have everything since he'd be provided with what he didn't have.

He re-read the documents several times over just to make sure he fully understood what was happening. He still couldn't really believe that his dad had agreed all this without discussing it with him, but his dad was no longer the man he'd known up to a year ago. He hardly knew the man who was now living in the same house as him so perhaps it was all for the best. He hoped so but at the back of his mind he was worried what would happen to his dad. So far he'd refused any medical assistance so Mark was at a loss what to do.

He eventually went to bed having satisfied his sexual needs which had now become a regular occurrence as had the morning erection he had to satisfy each day before getting up. As he got washed and dressed he went through what he was going to do that day since it was the anniversary of his mum's and brother's death and he wanted to visit the crematorium. He knew there was no point in mentioning to his dad what he planned to do, so once he'd eaten his bowl of cereal he left the house. He first visited the flower shop and bought a bunch of roses. His mum had loved roses, especially red ones. The bunch was not that large since that was all he could afford out of the money he had from the weekly state benefit but decided in any event that his brother would think he was being a real pansy buying him flowers.

He took the bus to the crematorium and found the small plaques that indicated where their ashes had been buried. In the end he placed the roses between them having decided he couldn't ignore his brother. He knelt down and said how much he'd loved them and that he missed them so much. As he spoke to himself he could feel their presence which made him feel good.

Having knelt there for almost ten minutes he stood up and looked once again at the two small plaques and the roses he'd placed. As he stood there contemplating he was conscious of a man standing nearby.

"It's such a sad time of year for the likes of us, isn't it?"

Mark turned and saw the kindly face of a lovely old man. The man moved nearer and read the two plaques where Mark had been kneeling.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you but I saw you arrive and carefully place your roses. I take it they're your mum and brother."

Mark nodded with tears in his eyes. The man placed a hand round his shoulder and comforted him which Mark thought was nice. The man then read the plaques again and gasped.

"Was it your mother and brother who were killed in that terrible attack?"

Mark nodded wiping away the tears.

"I'm so sorry lad, it must have been a terrible shock to you; my wife died a year ago today but she'd been ill for some while before so I was expecting it; even so, it's always hard to accept but we had a brilliant life together so I can't complain and no doubt I'll be shuffling off this mortal earth in due course."

This made Mark smile. "You don't look that old."

"You're my friend for life" the man grinned and gave Mark a hug before telling him he was eighty five.

"Would you like to join me for a cup of tea? I need something to wet my whistle before I make my way home."

Mark said he'd love to so they made their way out of the crematorium and found a cafe nearby. Once the man, whose name was Bob, had bought two teas and a large current bun for Mark, they talked some more about what had happened and how it had affected Mark's dad. Bob was really sympathetic and kept patting Mark's hand to show how sorry he was. By the time they said their goodbye, Mark felt slightly happier. Up to that point nobody had really sat down and talked things through with him. His dad certainly hadn't and neither had anyone at school despite them knowing the full story. He so hoped his new school would be a new start for him and as he made his way home was buoyed at the thought of going.

As predicted Christmas passed by like any other day. Mark didn't set eyes on his dad so decided not to bother him even on Christmas day. He'd bought himself a burger and chips for Christmas lunch so he defrosted it and placed it in the oven. Once ready he sat alone thinking about his new life and what was going to become of his dad.

Finally the third of January arrived and Mark ate his breakfast, on his own as usual. He'd packed a holdall with what he did own on the list but there were several items he didn't have. He checked that he'd got the documents he needed and the train ticket and made his way upstairs.

"I'm off dad"

"Okay" a voice called out.

Mark waited for a moment to see if his dad would open the door to wish his son all the best but he didn't so Mark made his way downstairs, picked up his holdall and walked out the front door. He felt tears run down his face and quickly wiped them away. He didn't want people to see a sixteen year-old crying.

He walked to Limehouse station and caught the over-ground to Norwood Junction where he was to catch a train to Reigate. He'd allowed plenty of time so he had about fifteen minutes to wait for the Reigate train. Finally it arrived and he climbed on. He'd been told that the school was ten minutes walk from the station so once there he set off.

When he arrived at the school he found where he had to go and having been checked who he was he was introduced to his house master who was a guy in his mid thirties called Trent Baxter. Trent took him to the room where he'd be sleeping and Mark noted he'd be sharing the room with two other guys. The school itself was housed in an old building and the dormitories were situated in what appeared to be small houses, each one accommodating about twenty guys in small rooms. Mark's house was called Philpot for some reason, and had six rooms that housed three boys each plus the senior houseboy's room who had one on his own. The rooms were situated on three floors with a shared bathroom on each.

"I'll ask Cal the senior houseboy to show you round and go through things with you; I expect all this is very new to you."

Mark nodded and decided he liked Mr Baxter who'd given him a good looking over once they were in the room which was marked room six. He then disappeared leaving Mark to unpack his things into the small chest of drawers which each boy was assigned to keep their clothes and personal belongings. He was just packing away his boxer shorts when Cal walked in.

"Hi, I'm Cal; you must be Mark."

"Yes sir" Mark replied not too sure how to address him.

"Fuck no, you don't call me sir, call me Cal; everyone's fairly casual in this place with names; even Mr Baxter prefers us to call him Trent when the headmaster's not around."

Mark smiled and decided he liked Cal too. Perhaps things were looking up.

"You're a boxer shorts man are you" Cal chuckled as he picked up a pair from the bed, "Very sexy" he added with a big grin.

Mark wasn't too sure how to take that wondering if Cal was coming onto him but put it out of his mind. Cal then went through a list of things Mark needed to know and made a note of the clothes he was short of before showing him round. On their way back to the dormitory they called into the laundry and saw a very nice lady who issued him with the items he didn't have. The school uniform, for what it was worth, consisted of a white shirt and grey trousers. A tie only had to be worn on special occasions which pleased Mark because he hated ties. Since his last school had no standard form of dress, all he had were jeans and T shirts so he was issued with three white shirts and three pairs of grey trousers. Seeing his trainers she also issued him with a pair of black shoes which fortunately were his size. Most boys were from wealthy families since the fees were high but the school accepted a few charity cases such as him. The clothing he'd been issued with were items that boys had grown out of but still had wear in them.

When they'd finished, the lady whispered to him "I really hope you'll be happy here; you've had such tragedy to contend with my love".

"Does everyone know what's happened to me?" Mark asked Cal as they made their way back.

"Only people the headmaster felt should know such as the teachers and me as your senior houseboy; it's up to you what you tell others."

Mark felt happy about that because he didn't want everyone to start feeling sorry for him. He had to put the tragedy behind him despite his dad not being able to, although he'd never forget his mum and his brother because he'd loved them.

Once back at the house, Cal invited Mark into his room for a cup of tea and a bun. As senior houseboy he had a room on his own on the top floor and as soon as he'd set eyes on Mark he decided he was for him. He was gay and Mark's camp mannerisms seemed to indicate he was too. He knew Trent was that way inclined although nothing had actually happened between them but he was now eighteen and in his last year of basic education so hoped that might change. All going well he'd be staying on to do his A levels so he'd have another two years of fun.

"Why don't you try on your new gear?" Cal said casually as he put the kettle on.

Mark grinned and guessed what Cal's game was but he was happy to go along with him so he stripped off down to his boxer shorts and went to slip on one of the white shirts.

"Those look a bit mangy" Cal grinned, "Try one of the new pairs".

The kind lady at the laundry had asked him about underwear and he had to admit he only had three pairs and one of those he'd wear in bed since he didn't have pyjamas. In fact he never wore anything in bed normally but guessed he'd have to wear something as he was sharing a room with other guys so he accepted four more pairs which were all new so far better than his. Mark stripped off his boxer shorts and deliberately remained stark naked for a few moments before he slipped on one of the new pairs to give Cal time to admire his nakedness.

"Yeah, very nice" Cal swooned and moved closer.

Seeing that Mark wasn't shy about being naked in front of him he took hold of Mark's tackle. As usual it quickly reacted so he continued playing with it until it was almost fully erect.

"I can see you like that" Cal grinned wondering how far he could go having just met the new boy.

Mark nodded and grinned rather enjoying the attention. Things were definitely looking up.

"I take it you are gay" Cal said more as a statement than a question.

Mark nodded. "You too" he asked.

"Yeah, known since I was very young; does your dad know?"

"No but I think mum had a good idea and my brother did."

"You must miss them so much."

Mark said he did and felt tears running down his face. He could never stop them when he thought about mum and Danny. Cal took him into his arms and hugged his naked body up close to his. It did nothing to quell his erection that had now formed inside his jeans and the feel of this beautiful lad's body up against his felt wonderful.

"Do your parents know; about you being gay?"

Cal said they did and had accepted his sexuality without question. Fortunately he had an older sister who was now married and producing heirs so his parents were happy enough.

"How do you think your dad would react if he knew?" Cal asked and gently kissed the top of Mark's head since he was much shorter than him.

"Fuck knows; he's in such a mess at present; I doubt he'd even understand."

"I'm so sorry; it must be fucking awful."

Suddenly the kettle boiled so whilst Cal made the tea, Mark got dressed into his new clothes.

"Yeah, very nice" Cal commented, "Those trousers hug your gorgeous butt beautifully."

Whilst they had their tea and current bun, Cal went through the things he should be aware of.

"The headmaster is fairly strict about bullying but there are a few around so be aware. There's one particular arsehole in this house who loves making jibes so when he sees you I expect he'll try it on but you let me know and I'll sort him out if he does. One advantage of being senior houseboy is that I can take disciplinary action for minor infractions so he's wary of me."

When they'd finished their tea, Cal took him back to room six. His roommates had now arrived back from their Christmas holiday.

"Hi guys; had a good Christmas?" Cal asked.

"Fucking brilliant" the two replied and looked at their new roommate.

"This is Mark so look after him" Cal grinned.

"Hi Mark, I'm Alex."

"And I'm Jake."

They all shook hands and Cal left them to get to know each other.

"You don't have to wear uniform on non school days" Alex commented.

Mark nodded having seen the other two in jeans and a T shirt so explained he'd been issued with new items and Cal suggested he try them on.

"I bet he did" Jake laughed, "I take it you've realised he's one of those" he added and made the typical sign of someone being gay.

"I had; do you have a problem with gays?" Mark replied having decided to deal with Jake's remark head on.

"Fuck no; why are you?" Jake said having suddenly noticed Mark's camp mannerisms.

"Would it bother you if I was?"

"Fuck no; we don't mind do we Alex?"

Mark looked at Alex and had a feeling he too was gay but didn't want to admit it in front of Jake.

Gradually over the next few weeks, Mark settled into his new environment. The teachers were all very nice to him, especially Trent who frequently invited him back to his house, which was adjacent to the school, for tea and a chat. Trent lived alone and Mark soon realised he was gay. On one occasion Mark saw some gay porn partly hidden beneath some papers whilst he was waiting for Trent to make the tea. When he returned from the kitchen he saw Mark glancing at it so decided to deal with his suspicions about Mark head on. He'd seen his camp mannerisms and heard other boys talk about the new gay boy so he was fairly sure.

"Interested?" he grinned and pulled one of the magazines out.

Mark flipped through it and soon felt his cock stiffen inside his tight school trousers. Trent smiled to himself having seen the effect it was having.

"There's no shame in accepting who you are."

"I agree" Mark replied casually as he flipped through some more pages to look at guys fucking and sucking. "Aren't you worried what others might say about you?"

"It's common knowledge that I'm gay and in these enlightened days people don't worry about a homosexual teaching their sons but as I'm sure you've found out, it doesn't pay to shout it from the rooftops so I expect you to keep anything we say to each other or anything you might see whilst here to yourself."

"Fuck yes; I won't be blabbing it round the school."

Mark suddenly realised what he'd said and apologised. Trent laughed and told him it was okay to use such language when they were together. He liked Mark; in fact he liked him very much and would love to take him to bed but he'd have to see how things went between them.

"The important thing Mark is if you need someone to talk to at anytime about anything, just let me know. What you say or do within these four walls is strictly between us." Mark thanked him and drank his tea.

"Watch out guys, here comes the fucking queer" the bully that Cal had forewarned Mark about yelled when he entered the shower room after their sports lesson.

Mark looked at the boy in question who was standing stark naked drying himself. He was certainly not Mark's type in any event since he was slightly overweight and had a stump of a cock.

"Don't kid yourself mate; I wouldn't waste my time with someone like you."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" the bully shouted and moved towards Mark who still had a towel wrapped round his waist.

Mark laughed and looked down at the bully's crotch. "Guys with stumpy cocks like yours don't turn me on mate."

Other boys were now standing round rather enjoying the spectacle; some were still stark naked and others had towels round them. One or two of them certainly turned Mark on but he tried to keep his feelings under control. Suddenly the bully grabbed hold of Mark and his towel went flying. The bully then gave Mark a left hook which was followed by a punch on his side and Mark went flying across the floor. Mark hit his head on something and for a moment was dazed.

"What the fuck is going on in here?" Cal shouted having heard the commotion from upstairs. Seeing Mark on the floor and the bully standing over him he guessed what had happened.

"Get dressed all of you and assemble in the common room downstairs; I shall want to speak to all of you once I've seen to Mark. You boy, get dressed and go and stand outside my room until I come up."

The bully looked at Cal and decided to do as instructed. It wasn't the first time he'd crossed Cal and he knew he was very near to being reported to the head about his behaviour. So far Cal had dealt with matters but he wasn't sure what would happen this time. Mark had riled him because secretly he did have gay thoughts about other guys but he knew his father would kill him if he ever found out; besides, it would be bad for his image so he always played the butch guy and pretended to hate difference.

"Are you okay Mark?" Cal said as he took the naked body into his arms.

Mark looked at him and nodded. "He suddenly punched me; I wasn't expecting it."

"Come with me" Cal said as he helped Mark up and wrapped his towel round him. He took Mark to his room and laid him on the bed telling him to rest for a moment whilst he questioned the others. When he went into the common room the other boys looked at him.

"Is Mark okay Cal?" Alex asked somewhat concerned.

Cal said he was shaken but okay. He half wondered whether he should call the nurse but Mark seemed okay. He then asked what had actually happened and everyone agreed it was the bully who'd kicked things off by his remark. One boy relayed Mark's response about the bully's cock and Cal had to smile. He'd thought the same. Having determined that the bully was the one who'd started the affray and had struck Mark, he decided he was the one to be disciplined. When he got upstairs to his room the bully was standing outside his door looking somewhat uneasy.

"Wait there until I call you in" he instructed. Once inside, Cal went over to Mark and took him into his arms. Mark looked into his eyes and smiled.

"Thanks; I'll be okay."

"He could have injured you very badly and this is not the first time he's struck another boy; he's a closet gay you know; had you realised?"

Mark shook his head. He'd always kept clear of the boy knowing his reputation.

"I'm going to call him in and get him to apologise to you before I discipline him; is that okay?" Cal said giving Mark his dressing gown to cover his nakedness. Mark nodded wondering what the discipline would entail. Cal called the bully in and told him to stand in the middle of the room. He glanced at Mark who was still lying on the bed with a cold compress over his eye and another on his side that Cal had given him earlier.

"So explain why you gave Mark a left hook and then punched him in the side" Cal told the bully. He shrugged his shoulders. "So there was no reason for it then."

"He was rude about my cock."

Cal grinned. "And what did he say exactly?"

"That it was stumpy."

"Is it?" Call grinned rather enjoying the fact that the boy was now clearly embarrassed. He again shrugged his shoulders. "Okay, strip off and let's decide" Cal said seriously. The boy looked at him and then at Mark. "Come on, we're all men so have seen it all before but I need to decide whether Mark's assessment is true or not."

The boy slowly unfastened his trousers and dropped them. Cal then said he wanted him stark naked so he removed all his clothes. Cal moved forward to inspect said cock and shrugged.

"It's hardly big is it so in the circumstances Mark was right; besides I understand you started things off by yelling `Watch out guys, here comes the fucking queer' so it would appear you have a problem with such matters. Do you?"

The boy again shrugged his shoulders. Cal then commented that very often when someone made that kind of remark it indicated they too were gay and it was a way of hiding it. The boy looked down at his feet and said nothing.

"So, to sum up you punched Mark because he made a remark about your cock; was that justified do you think?"

"Probably not but I lost it."

"Yes, that's what you always do isn't it because this is the third time since I've been the senior houseboy that I've had to discipline you for such behaviour. I should really report you to the headmaster and let him deal with it."

"Fuck no; please don't do that. If my dad finds out he'll kill me."

Cal looked at the sad naked specimen standing before him and nodded. "Okay, I'll give you a choice; you can either let me decide what discipline you should receive or I hand it over to the headmaster but in any event I want you to apologise to Mark for your actions."

The boy immediately accepted the former option knowing what trouble he'd be in if the headmaster was involved. Cal then told him to turn towards Mark and apologise for over reacting and punching him which he did with sorrow in his voice. "I'm really sorry Mark, I really am."

He then looked at Cal to see what discipline was to be meted out. The last time Cal had put him over his knee and given him a good spanking like a young boy. Although it was demeaning he'd rather enjoyed it but never let on.

"Right, what I want you to do is run up and down the stairs from top to bottom four times without stopping; oh by the way, you must do that naked."

The boy looked at Cal wanting to make sure he understood. Seeing that Cal was serious he walked out naked and ran all the way down and then up again repeating it four times. The others in the house all watched him and giggled as they saw the naked bully being humiliated that way.

"Yeah, nice arse" one or two boys laughed as he made his way.

Cal stood at the top of the stairwell and watched to make sure he did as instructed. To give the boy his dues he did and by the time he'd finished he was panting.

"Collect your clothes and go to your room" Cal said in a strict voice. "If you are involved in any other fracas it will go straight to the headmaster; is that understood?"

The boy nodded and quickly made his way downstairs not bothering to get dressed until he reached his room on the ground floor.

When Cal returned to his room he found Mark sitting on the side of the bed. The dressing gown was open since he was still holding the compress against his side.

"Let's have a look at you" he said gently as he slipped off the dressing gown to inspect the damage. He lightly pressed Mark's side and asked if it hurt very much. Mark shook his head. He then looked at his eye which was now colouring up.

"I think you'll survive but the bruising will take a while to go" Cal smiled and took Mark into his arms as he thought for a moment. "I assume this is not the first time you've been bullied since you've been here."

Mark nodded. He'd received several jibes about his sexuality and one or two guys had pushed him around since he'd joined the school six weeks earlier.

"If the bullies know you're under my protection they wouldn't dare touch you or even talk to you; even those in other houses because all senior houseboys have the authority to deal with such things so all I've got to do is let the others know and you're protected. Would you like that?"

Mark nodded. He was fed up with the constant remarks about his sexuality even though he knew the school took bullying seriously but it got him down.

"Okay, I'd be happy to do that for you Mark but I'd want something in return." Mark looked at him enquiringly. "You'd just have to do a few errands for me and pleasure me sometimes. Would you be willing to do that?"

"You mean have sex with you" Mark grinned enjoying the thought of having sex with Cal who he thought was hot.

Cal nodded and grinned. "How about it?"

"Okay" Mark replied.

"You won't regret it" Cal grinned and grasped Mark's tackle. As before it quickly reacted to the touch and he was soon hard.

"God, that's such a beautiful cock; would so love to feel that up my arse, I take it you fuck?"

Mark grinned and admitted he'd not had penetrative sex with anyone so far; all he'd ever done was suck guys off and a hand job. Cal could hardly believe his luck. Mark was a virgin and he'd certainly enjoy stuffing his beautiful arse.

"Time to get ready for the evening meal but when I do my rounds tonight to check everyone's in bed, I'll indicate for you to follow me back to my room." Mark nodded and looked forward to it.

Once he'd showered he went into his room and found his roommates sitting there.

"Are you okay Mark?" Alex asked immediately and rushed towards him.

"Yeah I'm okay; just a fucking bruise on my side and as you can see on my eye."

"Have you been to see the nurse?" Alex asked still concerned. Mark said that Cal had checked him over and all was well.

"I bet he did" Jake laughed but Mark let it go.

When the three of them made their way into the dining room, several boys looked at them. The story of Mark being punched and knocked over in the shower had soon spread round the school. Once they'd collected their food from the counter and sat down, Trent came over to see Mark. He looked at the bruised eye and asked if he was okay. Mark nodded, not wanting to make an issue of it.

"I'd like to check for myself", he whispered, "Pop round to see me at home when you're finished here." Mark nodded and felt Alex press his knee against his.

"Think he fancies you" Alex whispered. Mark grinned but said nothing.

When the meal was over, Mark made his way round to Trent's house. As soon as he knocked on the door it opened and Trent almost pulled him inside.

"Let's have a look at what that bugger has done to you; it's time the head did something about these homophobic bullies" he said as he took Mark into the sitting room. Mark was surprised at Trent's comment so assumed he must know about the bullies who frequently made life difficult for him. "Slip off your T shirt and let's have a look."

Mark did so and Trent squatted down to inspect the large bruise that was forming on his side and working its way down below his waist. Mark had worn a pair of sweatpants since they were looser fitting than his jeans. He'd also left off his boxer shorts because the elastic waistband was just where the bruising was situated. Trent gently pulled the sweatpants down a bit to expose the naked flesh and having realised Mark was naked immediately felt his own organ react.

"I've got something that might ease that bruise; would you like me to treat it for you?" Mark nodded since the bruising was coming out and now quite painful. "Come upstairs; think it will be better if we do this with you lying down" Trent said trying to keep his desires under control. Mark followed him with his sweatpants still down his butt. Once in the bedroom Trent suggested he got on the bed.

"It might be easier if you slipped those off if you don't mind" Trent said and then went to the bathroom where he kept his first-aid items. Mark grinned, guessing what his game was but he was past caring who saw him stark naked so removed the sweatpants and lay back on the bed. When Trent returned he gasped. He knew the lad would be beautiful but was far more so than he imagined. As he gently spread the tincture onto the large bruise he tried to keep his eyes off the beautiful cock that was lying there. As if to hold Mark's body still, he placed a hand on his thigh making sure it was more on the inside and almost into the crotch. He knew he shouldn't be doing this but his sexual desires were taking over and he couldn't help himself.

Mark watched him and felt the warm hand near to his private parts. He too couldn't control his sexual desires so it wasn't long before his thick cock, which became a full eight inches when fully erect, started to react. When Trent had finished the treatment and put some on the bruise on Mark's eye he sat on the side of the bed and gazed at Mark's naked body.

"You really are beautiful" he murmured, "and such a beautiful cock" he added.

Mark grinned, took the organ into his hand and held it up. Trent gasped as he saw the head swell some more. Seeing that Mark was inviting him to take hold of it he did so. He knew he shouldn't but his own cock was now so hard that it was aching to get out of his tight trousers. He slowly massaged Mark's up and down and within a few minutes, Mark was spewing his load of lovely white cum all over his belly.

"Oh god, that was beautiful" Trent gasped and gently squeezed the organ some more to remove the last drops.

Mark grinned. "Thanks, I needed that."

Trent grinned and immediately went into the bathroom to fetch a flannel for Mark to clean himself. He'd have loved to do it himself but decided he'd better not. Whilst Trent returned the first-aid items to the bathroom, Mark got dressed. He thanked Trent for the first-aid and made his way downstairs.

"Don't forget Mark, you can come round anytime if you want to talk; or something."

"I might take you up on that, especially the something" Mark grinned as he walked out to make his way back to his dormitory.

"So, what happened" Alex asked as soon as Mark was inside their room. Seeing that Jake was not there he told Alex what had happened.

"You lucky bastard"

"Where's Jake?"

"He's at one of his club evenings so won't be back for a couple of hours yet."

Mark looked at Alex and decided to make a move. They were now sitting side by side on the bed so he placed a hand onto Alex's thigh and left it there. Mark found Alex very sexy and like most guys their age, he wore his jeans well down his butt to show off his designer briefs. Like Mark, he and Jake also wore boxer shorts for bed which pleased Mark no end since when they got up, their morning erection was clearly on show for all to see.

Alex silently gasped as Mark's hand slowly made its way into his crotch. He'd dreamt of him doing this ever since he first met him. Mark felt the thick organ that was now forming and suggested they undress. Alex immediately did so and when he saw Mark's long thick cock he gasped.

"Fuck, you're big; have you fucked anyone with that?"

Mark shook his head. "Have you?"

Alex said he was still a virgin and Mark admitted he was too; neither had the nerve to suggest they fuck each other but both dreamt of doing so. Instead they sucked each other off and brought one another to a very satisfactory conclusion. By the time Jake appeared, they were both in bed reading looking as innocent as they could. They both watched Jake undress out of the corner of their eye and as usual, once he was stark naked he went off to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

"I'm sure he does that just to tease us" Alex laughed.

"I'm not complaining" Mark chuckled.

"Fuck nor am I; just a pity he's not one of us isn't it."

"Yeah, wouldn't mind fucking that gorgeous arse of his."

"Bags first go" Alex laughed.

An hour later, Cal popped his head in to tell the lads it was lights out time. He looked at Mark and indicated for him to follow.

"Just need a pee" Mark grinned and followed Cal.

"Yeah, I bet" Jake giggled once he'd gone.

"You jealous" Alex laughed.

"Fuck no but I bet you are."

Alex said nothing but he did feel envious because Cal had never shown any interest in him despite knowing he was gay but Mark on the other hand was definitely interested so he'd have to find a way of taking that interest further.

Once in his room, Cal told Mark to strip off his boxer shorts whilst he stripped off the dressing gown he always wore when he made the final tour of the rooms. He loved the idea of being naked beneath as he saw all the guys in bed and imagined what he'd like to do with most of them given half the chance. Mark was already showing signs of interest so Cal immediately squatted on the floor and took the inflamed cock into his mouth. Mark gasped as the hot lips surrounded it and brought it to a full hard-on. Cal knew precisely what he was doing and whilst he sucked he fondled Mark's balls.

"Want to feel this cock inside me" Cal grunted as he sucked. They moved to the bed and Cal went onto his stomach for Mark to fuck him. Having got himself ready he slowly pushed his hard organ against Cal's entrance. "Yeah, just push it in mate" Cal groaned so Mark did.

Once inside he started thrusting back and forth. He'd watched some porn on his brother's laptop when he used to live at home, so had a rough idea but this felt awesome. Gradually he felt his climax rising and eventually released his load.

"Fuck, that was brilliant" Cal groaned when Mark had finally pulled out. "Come on want to fuck you now."

Mark changed places with Cal and waited for the penetration. Cal told him he'd go gently as it was his first time and that it would hurt to begin with but would ease off once he was inside him.

"Just relax" Cal told him so he did as best he could. Cal gave him a good fingering first to open him up so he felt reasonably relaxed about what to expect. As Cal's hard cock breached him he gasped but once he was inside it was a wonderful feeling. After that he never looked back.

Cal meanwhile couldn't believe he was fucking a virgin. He'd never done that before and it gave him a thrill although he went carefully, not wanting to hurt Mark, especially in view of his bruised side which he could tell hurt him. Eventually he reached his climax and he filled the latex with his man juice.

"Fuck, that was beautiful" he groaned and kissed the back of Mark's neck.

Once both had been satisfied, Mark crept back to his room and into bed.

"Was it good?" Alex whispered from the bed next to his.

"Brilliant"

Cal kept to his word and Mark found the many jibes about his sexuality from the school bullies stopped. Quite what Cal had done or said he had no idea but he was happy enough. He chuckled to himself as the bullies quickly moved out of his way whenever he came along. Even Alex noticed and enjoyed the protection that Mark gave him although he wasn't so obviously gay so didn't have to contend with so much.

Mark had just completed his first two months at the school when Trent entered the classroom and whispered to the teacher who was just about to wrap up his history lesson. The teacher glanced at Mark and told the class the lesson was over and to go quietly. As Mark started to make his way, Trent came over to him.

"Mark, the headmaster would like a word with you." Mark frowned and looked worried. He'd never before been asked to attend the headmaster's study. "It's okay, you're not in trouble" Trent said and placed a comforting arm round him, "He has something he needs to tell you."

By the time they reached the headmaster's room, Mark's mind was all over the place. He couldn't think what this could be all about. Had the charity pulled their support so he had to leave? Or had someone found out about him and Cal having sex on a frequent basis? He then remembered that Trent had said he wasn't in trouble so it was unlikely to be that.

"Come in Mark and sit down" the headmaster told him in a kind soft voice. Mark sat and noticed that Trent sat beside him so began to wonder whether it was something about him although since that time Trent had wanked him off, they'd not done it again.

"I've asked Mr Baxter to be present Mark because I have some bad news I'm afraid and you'll no doubt need his support." Mark felt his face drain and for a moment he thought he was going to feint but continued listening to the headmaster. "I'm afraid your father has died" he said and paused for Mark to take in the news.

"Died, but how, has he been in an accident?"

The headmaster looked at Mark for a moment before continuing which didn't help Mark calm down one bit.

"This is going to be hard for you to hear Mark but I've got to tell you that it seems your father has committed suicide."

"Oh god" Mark exclaimed and put his head into his hands. "I knew he was very depressed following the death of my mum and my brother but I didn't believe it was that bad; I should have been there for him; I shouldn't have allowed him to send me here."

Trent jumped up and put his arms round Mark. He felt so sorry for the lad and he too was shocked to hear the news earlier.

"I really am so sorry Mark; I suggest you let Mr Baxter take you to your room so you can take it all in; then we can decide what to do next."

"Do you know how he killed himself?" Mark asked as Trent gently lifted him to his feet.

"The police said he'd jumped off a bridge into an oncoming train; death would have been instantaneous thank goodness."

The tears suddenly poured down Mark's face. Okay things had been strained between him and his dad over the past year but when he'd spoken to him just a few days ago he sounded brighter and Mark really hoped he was at last getting through the loss.

"What's going to happen to me?" Mark whispered as Trent led him away.

"We'll look after you Mark so don't worry about that; me and Cal and your other friends will be here to support you."

Suddenly Mark found himself sitting on his bed but quite how he'd got there he had no idea. Cal came in having now been given the news by the headmaster and Alex was with him since Cal knew he and Mark were close friends. Neither Cal nor Alex knew what to say. What the hell did you say to a guy whose father had committed suicide? Instead they both sat beside Mark and hugged him. Seeing that he was in safe hands for the time being, Trent took his leave. The head had asked him to inform all the other staff so that everyone knew and didn't put their foot in it. Things had been bad enough knowing that Mark had lost his mother and brother in such a tragic way, but this was something nobody had dreamt of happening.

Over the next few days, Mark attended classes despite everyone telling him he didn't have to but he needed something to take his mind off what had happened. He still couldn't believe that his dad would do something like that and leave him on his own. He now realised that he must have been far more depressed than he'd realised. He'd often suggested he spoke to the doctor but his dad was an obstinate bugger and said he could cope but clearly he couldn't. Then Mark realised why his dad had arranged for him to go to boarding school. He knew then that one day he'd end his life.

Mark of course had little knowledge of what you did when someone died although he had heard his dad make the necessary arrangements for his mum and his brother. He asked Trent one day what he should do and was told that the authorities would make the necessary arrangements once the post-mortem had been completed.

"Post-mortem" Mark gasped, he hadn't thought about that.

"It's usual in such situations so once that's been done, I can take you to see who's dealing with things so you can be consulted."

A few days later, Trent said the necessary arrangements for his dad's funeral could be arranged so he took Mark to London and they met the person dealing with everything. Mark's family had always lived in a Council house and the family had little money behind them but it seemed there was just about sufficient to pay for the funeral expenses. It would be a cremation so Trent took Mark along to the funeral director to make final arrangements.

They had no family to invite so apart from a few people who'd stuck by his dad and knew his mum, there were few of them at the ceremony. Mark watched his father's coffin slowly disappear behind the curtain when the time came and he felt so alone.

"Why dad, why; I still loved you; why could you not have helped me let you get through this?" he muttered to himself. Trent put his arms round Mark and hugged him tight. He knew the suffering the poor lad was going through and wanted to do all he could to support him.

Since Mark was still at school, he had no claim on the Council house so he was told to clear out his father's things and his own. Mark had already cleared out his mum's and his brother's since the sight of them was clearly upsetting his father so when it came down to it he only carried away a few personal items in a small cardboard box. Trent had helped him clear the house and arranged for someone to come in and take the old furniture away and remaining clothes. It had taken almost four days to complete everything once the funeral was over and during that time Trent and Mark had stayed in a cheap local hotel which had been paid for from the little money remaining in his father's bank account. Eventually they made their way back to Reigate with virtually nothing apart from the small cardboard box containing a few keepsakes to remind Mark of his family.

"What the fuck is going to happen to me?" he asked himself as the train rattled along. The only certainty was that he had a roof over his head for the next year whilst he finished his basic education. One thing he knew was that he wouldn't be staying on to study A levels since he didn't have the academic ability to do so and he knew the charity wouldn't go that far to support him, so once he left school, he'd be on his own in life.

Being a much smaller school than Marks's previous one, the news of what had happened was soon round the senior year by the time Mark returned. Most also knew about the previous tragedy so Mark was surrounded by fellow pupils offering their sympathy and support. Even the bully who'd thumped him came up and said how sorry he was. In fact for a few days he was a celebrity with boys whispering, "He's the guy whose mum and brother were knifed to death and now his dad has done himself in".

His greatest support throughout this period was Trent, Cal and Alex but Jake wasn't too sure what to say or how to act. He quickly realised that he was on the outside because he was the odd one out. The other four were gay and he was not so in the end he let them get on with life.

By the time Easter was upon them, Mark had learnt how to live with the loss of his whole family and made sure he kept friends with Cal and Alex. Trent of course was always there whenever he needed an adult shoulder to cry on and he was more than happy to provide one. As Easter approached, Mark hadn't a clue what he was going to do. He knew the other boys had homes to go to but his was now gone. Then one day, Cal asked him if he'd like to spend Easter with him.

"Are you sure?"

"Do you have any other plans?" Cal laughed.

"No but what about your parents?"

"What about them? I've said you need somewhere to stay so they've said yes."

Mark grinned, jumped into his arms and wrapped his legs round him. Cal was bigger than Mark and much stronger so he could hold him with ease. Cal grinned and then said his rooms were on the top floor of the house so they'd be on their own up there.

"Rooms" Mark queried with emphasis on the plural.

Cal grinned, "Yeah, I have my own suite of rooms with a small sitting room, bedroom and bathroom so we can sleep together if you want; otherwise it's a sofa bed in the sitting room."

"Fuck that, I'm sleeping with you."

"I was hoping you'd say that" Cal grinned and gave Mark a kiss on the lips. It was the first time they'd kissed like that and they both enjoyed it.

Mark couldn't wait for the Easter hols to arrive and counted the days but eventually it was time for him and Cal to make their way. When they arrived at the station, Mark said he'd like to buy Cal's mum some flowers so they found a nearby florist. What Mark hadn't realised was how expensive the flowers would be and when he came to pay he found he didn't have enough money. All he now had was the remainder of what had been left in his dad's bank account and that didn't amount to much so he was virtually penniless.

"Fuck, I don't have enough." The thought of not being able to buy the flowers really upset him and Cal noticed tears in Mark's eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll get them but we can make out they are from you."

Mark looked at Cal and started to say he couldn't accept that but Cal insisted and paid for them in any event.

Once outside, Mark burst into tears. "I can't even buy some fucking flowers" he wailed and sat down on a nearby bench. Several passersby looked at him wondering what was going on. Cal immediately took him into his arms and comforted him.

"Don't worry about it mate, I've got plenty of money so it's no big deal; come on, we'll miss our train and mum is expecting us."

Mark looked into Cal's eyes and mouthed "Thank you".

Cal's folks owned an enormous house on the South Downs, the likes of which Mark had never seen before but Cal's parents were charming and made him feel very welcome. It was obvious that Cal had told them about Mark's tragedies in life but they treated him like a normal teenager whose hormones were all over the place. Cal's mother thanked him profusely for the flowers and gave him a kiss on the cheek for them. Mark glanced at Cal as she did so and they grinned.

"Fuck, this is some suite of rooms" Mark exclaimed when they reached the second floor. A door at the top of the stairs opened into a sitting area which had a sofa bed and a desk which Cal explained was where he used to do his homework. Off this room was a bedroom with a double bed and off this was a bathroom which contained a double shower and the usual facilities. The rooms faced onto the back garden which looked equally grand. To one side of the sitting room there was a small alcove that housed a small fridge and tea making facilities.

"It's virtually self contained" Mark giggled.

"That was the idea; it means I can do what I like up here without disturbing mum and dad."

"Mm I wonder what you've got up to in here" Mark giggled.

"You'll find out in due course" Cal laughed and took Mark into his arms to kiss him. The kiss was passionate and both felt their cocks go hard as they pressed their bodies together. When they pulled out of the kiss, Mark looked up into Cal's eyes.

"You've been very kind to me so I want to thank you and thanks again for buying the flowers for me."

Cal was moved by the sincerity of Mark's words. "You're welcome mate" and then added with a big grin on his face, "I'm sure we can find a way to thank me in kind later".

"Can't wait" Mark grinned.

After their meal that first night, Cal took Mark up to his rooms. Once there he pulled Mark into his arms and they kissed. It didn't take long for erections to be flying high and clothes started to be pulled off. Once naked, they moved into Cal's bedroom.

"Is it safe; are your parents likely to come up?"

"Fuck no; they never come up here; even the cleaner doesn't clean this room so I do it myself; if I'm needed they call me on the house phone."

Mark grinned. He'd never experienced anything like this before and decided he could get used to it since everything was so different to the life he'd led at home but despite the grandeur, Cal's parents were very relaxed and never showed any sign of being posh or being better than others. Mark liked that because it made him feel one of the family.

For a while they sucked each other having adopted a ninety nine position. Cal then re-positioned himself so he could give Mark a good rimming. Mark loved the feel of Cal's hot tongue licking his entrance and pushing it inside.

"Mm this is beautiful" Cal groaned as he licked away, "Want to fuck you".

"What's stopping you" Mark chuckled.

Cal stopped and opened the bedside drawer. "Fuck, fuck, fuck" he exclaimed.

"What?"

"Not got any condoms; forgot to buy some more; only got lube."

"Fuck the condoms, just get your fucking cock inside my arse" Mark laughed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, now get on with it; I'm aching to feel that hot rod of yours inside me."

Cal grinned. The thought of fucking this gorgeous guy raw made his whole body shiver. He'd only ever had bareback sex once before and that was when he lost his virginity with a school friend. It was the first time for both of them so they opted for bareback and it felt awesome. He slicked his long rod and lined it up with Mark's entrance. Slowly he pushed in and felt his naked flesh against Mark's.

"Fuck, that feels so good" he grunted and continued pushing until he could go no further.

"Yeah, beautiful; a nice big juicy cock up my arse; now give me a good long hard fuck."

"Don't worry mate; that's what I intend doing" Cal laughed as he started thrusting away. "Oh fuck I'm gonna come" he shouted a while later.

He pulled out and shot his load all over Mark's entrance but couldn't resist pushing back inside again to finish things off. It was the most wonderful fuck he'd ever had. When he was finished, he collapsed onto Mark's back and kissed his neck. They stayed like that for a moment before Mark slithered out and pushed Cal onto his back. He straddled across his chest and kissed him. It was a long passionate kiss. His own erection was already weeping pre-cum anxious to off load so he shuffled down between Cal's legs, pulled them up over his chest and having lubricated his own shaft, slipped it inside the beautiful entrance now on show.

"Yeah, fuck that arse" Cal groaned as he felt Mark's big thick cock breach him and then fill him up. "Fuck it real hard."

Once fully inside, Mark thrust back and forth with all his might. He loved fucking Cal and it made him forget for a while all the tragedies in his short life. He kept fucking for as long as he could but eventually his body took over and he had no choice but to release his load. As he did so he looked into Cal's eyes. He could tell the guy loved him.

The remainder of their holiday together followed much the same pattern whenever they were on their own in Cal's rooms. They fucked each other, looked at porn and fucked again. On one occasion, Cal lifted Mark into his arms and told him to wrap his legs round his waist. Mark then felt Cal insert his erection into his arse and fuck him as he rocked him up and down. It felt wonderful so that became a regular occurrence after that.

Finally it was time to say goodbye to Cal's parents and Mark felt sad at having to do so.

"I do hope you'll come again Mark; you'll always be very welcome" Cal's mum told him as they said their farewell.

"Mum and dad think you're a lovely guy" Cal giggled as they made their way back to the station.

Mark smiled and then suddenly thought about his own parents. He still couldn't understand why his dad had done what he did. They could have got through it all had he let Mark help him.

The summer term was a busy one for Cal because he had his GCSE exams so time for Mark was limited but they did sleep together on many a night. Alex and Jake had been sworn to secrecy and Alex was so envious but at least he and Mark enjoyed sucking and wanking each other off whenever Jake was at one of his club meetings. Mark somehow managed to complete all that was required to keep his teachers happy but he never achieved top grades. The bullying had completely stopped and Mark noticed that the boy who'd thumped him wanted to be friends with him. Mark was wary but didn't push him away and there were odd times when he was sure the guy was coming on to him but again he wasn't going to get into anything because he didn't trust the guy.

Finally the end of term was upon them and Cal had again invited Mark to spend the summer holidays with him. Cal's parents were going abroad for three weeks so they'd be on their own.

"I was wondering if we'd invite Alex to join us for those three weeks" Cal commented to Mark during one of their night time sessions. "I wouldn't mind giving him a good fuck".

Mark thought that a great idea so agreed to ask him. The next day when he got Alex on his own he put the suggestion to him. Alex jumped up and kissed him.

"Fuck, yes, I'd love to; has he really invited me?"

"Of course he has you idiot, otherwise I wouldn't be inviting you; we've got three whole weeks on our own so can have a ball; I'll even fuck you so you're no longer a virgin."

"Fuck yes; do you reckon Cal would fuck me too; I'd love to feel his big cock up my arse."

"You can bet on it mate; he can't wait."

Alex said he'd have to clear it with his parents but he was sure they'd agree so the next day he gave them a call. As expected they did so they made the arrangements. Cal's parents were going away one week after Cal and Mark arrived so it was arranged they'd meet Alex at the station on the Saturday morning that Cal's parents set off for their holiday abroad. When they got back there'd only be two weeks left before they had to go back to school. Cal had already been told that he could commence his A levels since his GCSE grades were expected to be well above the minimum requirements. When Mark heard that his heart jumped with joy. He'd have Cal there for his final year which was perfect.

Somehow the school and the charity that was supporting Mark had arranged for him to receive a small payment from the government to cover everyday expenses, not that he had many but it was something. He'd saved up sufficient so he could buy Cal's mum some more flowers. This time he made sure he had enough so when they arrived at the station they visited the florist again and purchased them. Cal again said he'd pay for them but Mark insisted he wanted to.

"Don't worry, I'll still let you fuck me" he whispered.

Cal grinned hoping the shop assistant didn't hear as she wrapped up the flowers. "Don't worry, I will; have got plenty of things in mind for our three weeks with Alex."

"Can't wait" Mark grinned as he handed over his money.

"They're beautiful Mark, you shouldn't have" Cal's mum exclaimed when he gave her the bouquet and gave him another peck on the cheeks.

"The weather looks set to be good whilst we're away" Cal's dad commented, "So you guys should be able to sunbathe in the garden."

Cal smiled to himself. That was precisely what he had in mind but not only sunbathing. His dad had also installed a hot tub some years before so he looked forward to the three of them having a soak in the nude.

The weather leading up to Cal's parents going away was far from beautiful. It rained most days although was fairly warm. Cal began to wonder whether in fact they would have the opportunity to sunbathe in the nude but on the Saturday when his parents left for the airport, the weather miraculously changed. The sun shone and the temperature shot up to a very comfortable level just perfect for lying on the patio stark naked. It in fact stayed like that for most of the next three weeks so the guys were more than happy.

"Hi guys" Alex beamed as he saw Cal and Mark waiting for him outside the station.

As he walked towards them he admired their bodies. They were both wearing a tight fitting T shirt which showed off their torsos to perfection and a pair of equally sexy football style shorts. As he got nearer he could see their large organs slightly pushing them out which made his own jump to attention inside his jeans. Cal had told him not to bother about bringing clothes since he expected them to spend the whole three weeks naked which Alex loved the sound of doing. He'd therefore only brought a small overnight bag with his toiletries although he'd had to put in a pair of sweatpants and spare underwear so as not to make his parents suspicious.

He'd lied to his parents saying he was camping with a group of friends from school. His parents were very religious so would have hit the roof had they known their son was gay and staying with two gay friends. As such he'd had to keep that to himself although he had told his sister his secret. He loved his older sister and he trusted her, especially since she was sleeping with a guy on a regular basis which had their parents known would have also hit the roof so they'd made a pact to keep each other's secrets to themselves.

As he got nearer to his friends he couldn't help but gaze at their organs clearly pushing out their shorts. In fact he could almost see the shape of them which made his own go rock hard inside his jeans.

"Hi" Cal said as he hugged and kissed Alex before Mark did the same.

"Have you guys got anything on under those shorts?" Alex giggled.

"Nope" Cal grinned, "we decided we'd start as we mean to go on so once we get home we want you naked."

"Fuck, can't wait" Alex replied and felt his whole body shiver with excitement.

"You okay to walk back; it takes fifteen minutes; we thought as it was a nice day the walk would do us good."

Alex said he was fine with that so they set off at a good pace. They all wanted to get back as soon as they could to enjoy each other's bodies.

"So, do your parents know where you are?" Cal asked as they walked along.

"Fuck no, they'd hit the roof if I they knew what we'll be getting up to; they are religious to the extreme."

"I'm sorry" Mark said and put an arm round his friend.

Alex liked the feel of his best friend's body up against his and casually adjusted his stiff cock which was now aching to get out.

Once inside the house, Cal took the two guys up to his room where Alex dumped his bag and they all stripped naked. Cocks were already standing to attention and they all had a good feel.

"Let's first go and have a soak in the hot tub" Cal said.

"Oh yeah, you got a hot tub?" Alex exclaimed.

The other two laughed enjoying Alex's excitement as they walked naked downstairs and into the living room. Mark and Alex loved the feeling of walking naked round the house without a care in the world. The hot tub was just outside the patio doors to the garden. Although there were neighbours either side, Cal's dad had fenced off the hot tub so it was private from prying eyes.

"Fuck, this feels so good" Alex exclaimed as he felt the hot sun hit his naked body.

They climbed into the hot tub which Cal had switched on before they'd gone to meet Alex so it was now at the perfect temperature.

"Yeah, fucking gorgeous" Mark said and luxuriated in the warm water with his legs out wide and his semi hard cock bobbing up and down.

The other two did the same and they grinned at each other. After a while, Mark moved onto Cal's lap and they kissed. Alex looked on feeling slightly envious. He knew Cal and Mark were now regular lovers so felt on the outside. Mark looked at Alex and grinned. Having given Cal a long hard kiss and had a good feel of his cock which was now rock hard, he moved across to Alex who readily accepted him. At school they'd never kissed since their sexual exploits were always a quickie in case Jake came in. Mark took Alex's head into his hands and kissed him hard on the lips. Alex opened his mouth and their tongues soon tangled with each other. He gave a sigh of pleasure as the kiss became passionate. This was far better than he'd imagined would happen. His cock was now fully erect and flapping between Mark's legs so he felt down and took both hard organs into his hand. He could tell Mark loved what he was doing because the kiss became even more passionate. Cal now felt out of things so he joined in. They each kissed and felt one another's organs. They were all on a high and never wanted it to end but finally Cal pulled out and Mark climbed off Alex.

"Fuck, that was awesome" Alex grinned.

"We've got a whole three weeks together so time for plenty more" Cal grinned.

He then hopped out of the tub and grabbed one of the large towels he'd brought with them. The other two looked at his naked youthful body and felt their own shiver with excitement at the thought of what they'd hopefully be doing later.

"Who'd like a drink?" Cal grinned, "I make a wicked cocktail".

Alex and Mark gasped. Neither of them had much experience of alcohol apart from a bottle of beer they managed to buy from the local supermarket near their school. Strictly speaking pupils weren't allowed to drink alcohol and certainly not on the premises but all those over sixteen did and brought it in secretly. They both said they'd love one although neither had any idea what a cocktail would taste like. They watched Cal run back into the living room with his big cock flapping. They both giggled and reached out for each other's.

"I can't believe I'm sitting here with you two guys; thanks for inviting me" Alex said seriously.

"It was Cal's suggestion although I certainly didn't object" Mark laughed.

Alex smiled, he hadn't realised Cal was that interested in him.

"Okay guys, this will put lead in your pencil" Cal laughed as he gave the guys a large cocktail.

Once he'd climbed back in they all relaxed and sipped their drinks. It didn't take long for the other two to feel its effect since neither was used to spirits so they were soon giggling which was the effect Cal wanted. He wanted to give these two guys a good fuck out in the open.

When they'd finished their drinks, Cal suggested they climb out. All three were beginning to feel like prunes in any event. He pulled out three sun bed mattresses and laid them on the patio before covering them with the large towels. The patio was also secluded so he knew they couldn't be seen even assuming the neighbours were around. He knew one was away in any event. He told Alex to lie down and once his naked body was splayed out for all to see, he straddled it.

"How about I fuck you Alex" Cal grinned.

"Fuck yes" Alex gasped.

"Just one thing, Mark and I do it bareback, you okay with that?"

"Fuck yes; I'm not bothered; he didn't want to admit he was a virgin."

Cal lifted Alex's legs up over his chest and told Mark to hold them. He knelt with Alex's head between his knees and grabbed hold of both feet opening his legs wide apart to expose the hole Cal was about to fuck.

"Fuck, that looks so inviting" Cal giggled as he ran a lubricated finger across the entrance. He then slipped the finger inside and quickly followed it by another.

"Of fuck, yes" Alex cried out clearly enjoying the fingering that Cal was giving him and hitting all the right spots.

Cal lubricated his long stiff shaft with his other hand and offered it to the entrance. He looked at Alex and then at Mark, grinning as he did so. "Get ready for the fuck of your life" he giggled and then plunged his organ inside.

"Fuck, oh god" Alex exclaimed as he felt the brief pain when Cal's cock breached him "that feels so fucking good; yeah, fuck my arse".

Cal plunged in and out whilst Mark watched the action. They looked at each other and grinned. Mark knew precisely what Cal's big long cock felt like and couldn't wait to feel it again. His own cock jumped up and down with excitement and rubbed against Alex's head which was erotic in itself. Alex was too preoccupied with the big cock stuffing him to notice.

After several minutes of fucking the beautiful arse, Cal yelled out that he was about to come. When he was at that point of no return, he quickly pulled out, shot his load over the entrance and plunged back in to finish off. When he was done, he relaxed and looked at Alex.

"Fuck that was good."

Alex grinned. Cal then told Mark to take over so they changed places. Mark couldn't get into position quick enough and soon had his cock slicked and ready to go. It was the first time he'd fucked his friend. He plunged into the open arse and Alex yelped with pleasure. He loved the feel of his best mate's long thick cock inside him. He was in heaven as Mark fucked away until he too had reached his climax. He also shot it over Alex's entrance and then plunged back in. He loved doing that and Alex loved watching him do so.

"Okay, time to give Mark a good fuck" Cal grinned so Alex and Mark changed places and Alex had the pleasure of fucking his best friend.

Alex was shorter in length than Cal but it had plenty of girth so filled Mark up. When he'd shot his load, he pulled out and Cal took over. It was the first time Alex had watched Cal fuck Mark, in fact it was the first time he'd ever watched a guy fuck another, apart from porn he'd watched on his laptop. He was mesmerised as he watched Cal's long cock thrust in and out of Mark's gorgeous hole.

When they'd calmed down again, Cal suggested they have a snack and eat their main meal in the evening. His mum had filled the freezer with meals she'd made because she seemed to think guys on their own wouldn't eat proper meals otherwise. It suited Cal as it saved him having to cook since all they had to do was microwave the individual portions.

They walked naked into the kitchen and prepared three sandwiches. Whilst Mark buttered the bread, Alex sliced tomatoes and cucumber and Cal made the final ham sandwich before cutting each one into four. He grabbed three bottles of beer from the fridge and they carried everything outside to enjoy the sun on their naked bodies.

"This is fucking brilliant" Alex commented as he bit into his sandwich, "If my parents could see me now they'd have a fucking fit" he laughed.

"So where do they think you are?" Mark asked.

"Camping on the south downs"

"Oh well, not far from the truth" Cal laughed, "You're not far from the south downs and you're camping it with two queers".

"Are you saying I'm queer?" Alex laughed as he took another bite.

"You're a fucking poof" Mark laughed and grabbed Alex's flapping cock.

"Yeah I am" Alex said, "and if they knew that I dread to think what would happen".

"Would they react that badly?" Cal asked seriously.

"Fuck yes; they're fucking religious nuts; we have religious symbols and pictures of Jesus all round the house; I fucking hate it."

"Do they make you go to church?" Cal asked.

"Not since I told them I didn't believe in God and refused to go when I was fourteen; having heard that they decided it was best not to force me since I'd have embarrassed them too much but if they found out I was gay they'd tell me I was a sinner and would go to hell."

Mark felt sorry for Alex and placed a consoling hand on his thigh. "At least you've got two parents" he muttered.

"Oh god, I'm sorry Mark; yeah I have even though I hate the bastards." It was now Alex's turn to place a consoling hand on Mark's thigh.

"I tell you this Mark, if I'd lost my sister and both of my parents I don't think I'd have been able to deal with things as well as you've done; I admire you mate, I really do."

Mark turned towards Cal and smiled. "Thanks, but life has to go on doesn't it."

"True" Alex replied, "But never forget Mark that we're your mates and will always be here for you."

"Too right, we will Mark" Cal added.

"Thanks guys" Mark smiled "Now how about we give Cal a good long hard fuck?" he grinned.

"Fucking brilliant idea" Alex said excitedly and collected their empty plates.

Once those had been returned to the kitchen, they told Cal to get his legs in the air. Mark said Alex could go first so Mark pulled Cal's legs right up over his head so his naked butt was fully exposed.

"Now get that cock of yours into that beautiful hole" Mark told Alex.

Once he'd slicked his hard cock which was now dripping with anticipation, he plunged in.

"Fuck" Cal shrieked but he loved the feel of his arse being filled up.

Alex fucked until he'd reached his climax and let rip inside Cal. Even when he was spent he continued fucking because the feel of his naked flesh against Cal's was like nothing he'd experienced before. He made a mental note that he and Mark would fuck raw when they returned to school.

Once Alex had pulled out, Mark took over and did the same. Cal loved the feel of Mark's long thick cock inside him and never minded how hard he fucked.

"Yeah, fuck that arse nice and hard Mark" he cried.

When it came to sleeping arrangements it was agreed they'd take it in turns to sleep together since Cal's double bed wasn't large enough to sleep the three of them. On their first night, Alex slept with Cal so Mark slept on the sofa bed; the next night Mark and Alex slept on the double sofa bed and on the third Mark slept with Cal. This rotation continued for the rest of the week so everyone was happy although before settling down each night they had a threesome and another when they woke up to satisfy their morning erections.

The rest of each day was spent lazing in the sunshine in between bouts in the hot tub and fucking of course. In the evenings after they'd eaten their meal, they'd watch porn in Cal's room and in some cases try and replicate what they'd seen.

This routine went on during the first week but on the fourth day Cal received a call from an old school friend of his.

"Hi Colin; how are you?" Cal answered excitedly. He'd always liked Colin who was the first person he'd had sex with when they were fourteen but when Colin was sixteen, his parents moved to Leeds. Whenever Colin was down south he'd call his best friend and they'd get together if they could, sometimes for a quick fuck if possible.

"That's brilliant mate" Cal said excitedly, "Let me ask the two guys staying with me and I'll get back to you straight away." When he came off the phone the other two could tell he was really excited. "That was my mate Colin; we are long term friends and he's also gay; he's visiting relations in Brighton the week after next and was wondering if he could stay here next week. As you heard, I told him you guys were here but if you're up for it we could invite him too. He loves being fucked."

"Yeah I'm up for it" Mark grinned and felt his cock stiffen at the thought of a fourth guy joining them.

"Yeah and me, so go for it" Alex agreed.

Cal rang Colin back and they agreed the arrangements. Colin said he'd be with them by late morning on the Saturday because he was catching an early train from Leeds.

"Just be aware mate" Cal laughed, "no clothes are allowed once you're here".

"Fucking brilliant can't wait" Colin laughed and immediately felt his cock go hard at the thought of seeing Cal naked plus two other guys.

"That'll be Colin" Cal said excitedly having heard the doorbell. He jumped up and ran into the house. They were sunbathing on the patio again since the good weather had continued. He opened the front door making sure his nakedness was kept behind it. "Come on in mate."

Colin stepped inside and Cal closed the door behind him. "Oh yes, now that's what I call a welcome." Colin wrapped Cal's naked body in his arms and they kissed.

"Come upstairs to dump your stuff and strip off, then I'll introduce you to Mark and Alex. You'll love them, they're both gorgeous."

Colin couldn't wait so ran up the stairs two at a time. He stripped off within seconds and pulled a bottle of whisky out of his bag. "To help the party along" he giggled and followed Cal's naked butt downstairs.

Once outside, Cal introduced everyone. They all hugged and kissed and Colin had a good feel of the naked tackle on offer.

"How about a snifter before lunch" Cal said and ran to fetch four glasses. When he returned he poured four generous measures of whisky and passed them round. Alex and Mark were now used to drinking spirits so when Colin said "bottoms up guys" they all downed it in one go.

"Fuck, that was strong" Alex giggled as his head started spinning but it felt good.

Colin went down on the three cocks and started sucking. It didn't take long for them all to be hard and he was itching to feel each one. "Okay guys, start fucking; I want one after the other" he giggled.

"Just one problem" Cal grinned, "we've not got any condoms".

"Fuck the condoms, just stuff your raw cocks into me; I'm clean and I trust you guys."

Cal had guessed Colin would say that but wanted him to agree; besides, he'd seen a supply in Colin's bag so knew he had some. Mark went first, followed by Alex and finally Cal. Colin loved each and every one. He loved being fucked and hadn't been since he'd visited Cal at Christmas. He'd not met anyone in Leeds or any guy at school who was interested so he was desperate.

The four guys got on really well with each other and they took it in turns as to who slept with whom. Mark loved sleeping with Colin because he wanted to be fucked most of the night.

One evening whilst they'd been watching porn, Colin said he'd love to be double fucked.

"Come on guys, we'll grant his wish" Cal giggled.

Alex was laid flat on the floor and Colin sat on his cock with his back to him. Cal then pushed him backwards so that Mark could get his big thick cock in as well.

"Fuck" Colin yelled but loved the feel of his arse being stretched wide open. When Mark had shot his load inside, Cal took over and did the same. Alex had felt the other guy's cock rubbing his sensitive head and said he too was about to come so Mark thrust his back in and fucked away until Alex had shot his load too.

"Yeah, that was fucking brilliant" Colin exclaimed once he'd been released.

"Wouldn't mind trying that myself" Mark giggled so this time Colin lay on the floor and Mark was told to sit on his big cock. Cal then thrust his big tool into Mark's arse and gave him a good fuck. Mark loved it and was surprised that his arse could take the two cocks so easily since they were both big. Cal kept thrusting until he shouted "Fuck, I'm gonna cum".

"Yeah, shoot that load inside him" Colin yelled.

Once Cal had pulled out, Alex wanted to get his in. He rather fancied double fucking his best mate.

The rest of the week followed much the same pattern for the four naked guys. They never seemed to tire of sex which took place outside, over the kitchen table or up in Cal's room. They also watched loads of porn on the net across a whole range of tastes. Even though they thought it unlikely they'd get into some things they watched, they wanted to at least see it to add to it their knowledge.

Colin was really sorry he had to leave at the end of the week but he'd told his cousin that he'd be visiting so had to still go. Cal in particular was sorry to see him go because he loved Colin and hoped that one day they might be able to live together and be partners. Mark was also sorry because he loved fucking Colin.

Their third week with Alex was a bit of a come down once Colin had gone but they still enjoyed each other's company in more ways than one. Cal told Mark that he was happy for him to sleep with Alex each night since he knew Alex had a crush on him. Alex was happy enough and Mark certainly enjoyed fucking Alex each night.

Cal's parents came home and things got back to normal. The weather had also cooled down so they were no longer able to sunbathe in the garden. Whenever Mark walked downstairs he chuckled to himself. He wondered what Cal's parents would have said had they known their house had been used as a knocking shop for three weeks.

Finally it was time to return to school. Cal had achieved top grades as expected so was starting his A levels. Mark noticed that their time together became less as the term progressed. He guessed it was because Cal had studies to concentrate on so left him to it. Whenever Jake was not around, he and Alex fucked each other so they were happy.

Christmas was soon upon them and Alex was tempted to invite Mark to his home but decided it would be unfair on him knowing how religious his parents were. They went overboard at Christmas and he couldn't wait for the holiday to be over. Knowing that Mark had nowhere to go, Cal invited him so they spent a pleasant enough break together, even though Cal had loads of study to do so Mark watched porn with headphones so as not to disturb Cal.

Mark also spent Easter with Cal and Mark was feeling excited about leaving school at the end of the following term. In no way did he want to stay on, even if he obtained reasonable exam grades. Besides, he doubted the charity would support him further so he made up his mind he'd be leaving and setting off in the big wide world. What he'd do, he had no idea but he'd deal with that problem when it came along. He did however put in a bit more work for his exams and during the final term, Trent offered to give him extra private tuition in his subject, which was English.

Mark soon realised that Trent had an ulterior motive but went along with him. The sessions took place at Trent's house and throughout the session, Trent would place a hand on Mark's shoulder or pat his leg if he wanted to say he'd done something particularly well. When the session ended, he'd stand behind Mark with a hand on each shoulder saying how well he was doing. Mark realised he was coming onto him so after one session he decided to encourage Trent further.

"I'm really grateful for all you're doing for me Trent" he said as he placed a hand on one of Trent's. Seeing that Trent didn't remove his hand, Mark slowly pulled it down his chest. For these sessions he always wore a tight fitting T shirt and a pair of sweatpants. Having decided to take things further on this occasion, he'd discarded his boxer shorts and he noticed Trent gazing at the bulge that was flopping about inside them. He pulled Trent's hand over one of his nipples and Trent took the hint. He fingered it and Mark felt his erection growing. Trent noticed the bulge growing beneath Mark's sweatpants so decided to continue. Mark lifted his T shirt so that Trent could feel naked flesh.

"Mm" Trent sighed as he gently fingered the naked flesh at the top of Mark's sweatpants. Mark took Trent's hand and moved it inside. Immediately Trent felt the long thick excited organ.

"Oh god, that is so beautiful" Trent groaned as he lightly fingered it. Mark slipped his sweatpants down over the hand so his erect cock was now on show. "Yes, beautiful"

Mark could sense that Trent was now hooked so he stood up, hastily slipped off his T shirt, kicked off his trainers and let his sweatpants fall down his legs. Once round his ankles he kicked those to one side. He was now stark naked with an erection to die for. He pulled Trent into his arms and kissed him. As he did so he felt Trent's crotch and as expected he found a raging hard-on.

Without saying anything, Mark unbuttoned Trent's shirt and had it off him in no time. He then unfastened Trent's trousers and they too were soon round his ankles. Trent was wearing a pair of boxer shorts which were now damp from pre-cum. Mark plunged his hand inside and grabbed hold of the stiff organ. Trent was giving out groans of pleasure as they kissed which had now become very intense. Mark already had his tongue inside Trent's mouth and pulling his head into the kiss with his free hand. He then reached behind Trent and felt his buttocks before running a finger across Trent's entrance. Trent exhaled more sighs of pleasure so Mark gently slipped a finger inside.

"How about I give you a good fuck" Mark said having stopped the kiss.

"Oh god, would you" Trent exclaimed hardly believing what was happening.

"Yeah, if you want; I've got a raging hard-on and you've got an arse that feels as if it would like to be fucked."

Trent grinned. He rather liked Mark's direct approach so without saying anything led him into the bedroom. He'd not been fucked for such a long time so to have an eighteen year-old do so was his ultimate dream.

Mark grabbed from his jacket the small bottle of lube he'd brought with him having planned this beforehand and followed Trent into the bedroom. Trent went on all fours and offered himself immediately. Seeing that he'd made no mention of protection, Mark decided to go for it raw so lubricated Trent's arse and then his long thick cock before gently plunging in.

"Ah" Trent exclaimed. The feel of this young buck's cock inside him was just wonderful. Mark grinned and increased the pace of fuck until he felt his seed rising. He decided not to let it rip inside Trent so asked him if he wanted to take it into his mouth. Trent said he'd love to so as soon as Mark pulled out, he turned round and took the rampant organ into his mouth. He was soon rewarded with a load of hot creamy cum.

"You will keep this to yourself won't you" Trent said once they'd got dressed.

"Of course I will; I'm not fucking stupid you know."

Trent smiled and kissed Mark. "I know but I just wanted to make sure."

Similar situations happened after each subsequent session and by exam time, Trent invited Mark to stay the night after such sessions. They'd have sex and then have something to eat before going to bed when they'd have more sex. In Trent's eyes it was lovemaking but for Mark it was purely sex. His sexual antics with Cal had now ended since he was always tied up with studies of some sort and even Alex had said he had work to do so Mark was more than happy to find another sexual partner.

Trent always made sure that Mark left his house well before others were around in the morning so Mark would enter the school grounds via a back entrance and make his way to his dormitory. Neither Alex nor Jake queried where he'd been each night but had a fairly good idea.

As he was returning from Trent one morning he bumped into the caretaker. For a moment Mark thought his secret would be exposed.

"You're up bright and early" Bob Parker grinned.

"Yeah, woke up with a headache so decided some fresh air would do me good" Mark replied having quickly thought up an excuse.

"Probably all these exams you boys have to do; fancy a cup of tea?"

Mark was surprised at the offer but decided to accept since he didn't have any exams that day so was in no hurry to get back to his dormitory. Bob lived in a flat situated at the back of the school. It was small and only consisted of a bedroom, bathroom and a living room which doubled up as a kitchen.

"Come on in lad"

"Thanks Mr Parker"

"You can call me Bob whilst we're alone" Bob grinned. He'd seen Mark around on several occasions and he rather fancied him. Like everyone, he'd sussed he was gay so was wondering if his luck might be in. "It gets rather hot in here so feel free to slip off your jacket" Bob grinned as he removed his own.

Mark noticed the tight fitting T shirt on Bob's body which despite his forty five years of age was in good shape.

"Thanks" Mark replied, "Would you mind if I slipped this off too?" he added lifting up his T shirt to expose naked flesh beneath. He had a feeling Bob was coming on to him having seen his gazes on previous occasions in the shower area after they'd had sports. Bob always made some excuse to be around when the lads were having a shower as he enjoyed watching young bucks naked.

"Sure, please do; would you mind if I do as well?"

"It's your home so you do as you please" Mark giggled as he slipped off his T shirt and flung it onto a chair.

Bob did so and Mark admired his hairy chest. Okay he wasn't particularly attractive but his body was lean and from what he could see he had a nice fleshy butt. Just thinking about what he could do with that made his cock jump to attention so it was soon pushing out his sweatpants. Bob noticed and smiled feeling his own react. Before coming to the school he'd had a partner but he'd died rather suddenly from a heart attack and he'd not found anyone else after that.

Bob passed Mark his mug of tea and for a moment they just looked at each other enjoying the view. Mark's cock was almost fully erect now so there was no mistaking it inside his sweatpants.

"You're a big boy" Bob chuckled.

"I reckon you might be quite big too" Mark replied and moved forward to have a feel having decided that Bob was definitely up for it. Mark was right and stroked the big organ aching to get out of Bob's jeans.

"Fuck, that feels so good" Bob groaned, "Not had someone do that to me for years."

Mark grinned, put his mug of tea down on the table and unfastened Bob's belt. Bob just stood there drinking his tea so Mark unzipped and unbuttoned the jeans. Once down his legs, Bob kicked them off along with his shoes. He was wearing a tight pair of briefs which clearly showed the size of his erection.

"Mm, that is nice", Mark grinned and slipped the briefs off Bob before removing his own sweatpants.

When Bob saw the full size of Mark's erection he gasped. "Fuck, you are big"

"You want to feel that inside you then" Mark grinned.

"If you're offering, I won't say no."

"I'm offering and I wouldn't mind feeling that inside me."

Within seconds, Bob had taken Mark into the bedroom and was lying on his front ready to be fucked. Seeing that Bob made no mention of protection, he slicked his cock and thrust it into the waiting arse.

"Oh god yes, that feels fucking good" Bob yelled when he felt Mark's long thick cock fill him up.

Mark thrust back and forth until he could feel yet another load of man juice rising. He pulled out and shot over Bob's back. Once done, they changed over and Bob fucked Mark.

"Yeah, fuck that arse Bob" Mark giggled.

Bob did and it reminded him of the many hours he'd enjoyed with his partner and other guys because they both loved fucking so did so whenever they could. Being able to fuck an eighteen year old was his ultimate dream so he was more than happy. He just hoped the lad would keep it to himself. When they were finished and had both cleaned up, they got dressed and grinned at each other.

"Till the next time Bob" Mark giggled as he made his way towards the door.

"Yeah, anytime lad; you will keep this to yourself wont you."

"I'm not fucking stupid Bob, of course I will; I want to fuck that arse of yours a lot more times before I leave in three weeks."

Bob laughed; he liked Mark and gave him a playful slap on his butt. By the time Mark got up to his room, both Alex and Jake had left so he stripped off and walked along to the bathroom to have a hot shower. When he returned he found Alex sitting there.

"Where the fuck have you been; I was getting worried."

"Don't worry about me mate; I can look after myself."

Alex knew he could but he still worried.

"Want me to fuck you?" Mark grinned.

Alex grinned and locked the door before stripping off. He then went on all fours and offered himself. Mark grinned, slicked his cock and slammed it into his mate. "Fuck that feels good; I'm so going to miss you when you've gone."

"I'll leave an extra load of spunk then so you'll remember me" Mark chuckled as he fucked away until he'd done just that.

Over the next three weeks, Mark made regular visits to Bob and they fucked each other. Knowing that Bob had access to the second hand clothes store he asked Bob during his final week if he could obtain a good weatherproof jacket and a pair of jeans for him since his were now wearing out and on the small side. Bob came up trumps so Mark walked off with a nice jacket that would keep him warm at night and a reasonably new pair of jeans.

The exams were all over and the last day of term arrived. The air was filled with excitement. Those who were leaving to go out into the big wide world were excited and those who looked forward to continuing their studies were also.

Cal did let Mark sleep with him one last time before he left since both had a feeling they'd never see each other again despite telling each other to keep in touch. Mark also gave Alex a good long hard fuck on their last night having told Jake to fuck off for a couple of hours so they could do so. Jake just grinned and gave Mark a kiss as he went.

"Think he's secretly in love with me" Mark giggled when Jake had left.

"In your dreams mate" Alex laughed.

They fucked each other and it really was wonderful. Alex had a feeling he'd not get any more fucks for a long time so he made the most of it. The following morning, Trent took Mark to one side and wished him all the best.

"And thanks for our wonderful times together; I shall never forget those" he whispered. He then gave Mark and envelope saying it was just a little thank you. When he later opened it he found fifty pounds inside with a note that said `Just to keep you going until you find a job. T xx'. Mark hugged it to his chest. He'd really got to like Trent. Cal then took him to one side and gave him a big hug and a kiss despite other guys being around but he was past caring what they thought.

"It was great knowing you Mark"

"And you Cal and thanks once again for taking me back to your place each holiday and thank your parents for having me."

"Yeah, we had good times together didn't we" Cal chuckled. He then slipped Mark an envelope telling him not to open it until he was on his way back to London. When Mark did, he found another fifty pound note with a card that said `Thanks Mark for everything; you were a good friend and always will be; I wish you all the best with whatever you end up doing. Cal xxx'. When Mark read the card he felt tears in his eyes. He hadn't realised that Cal felt that way about him. The charity had also given him a small amount of money to tide him over until he found a job so at least he had enough to buy food although nowhere near sufficient to rent a room so the first thing he had to do was sort out accommodation.

He'd decided to go back to London and in particular the east end since that was where he was raised so knew his way around. He first went to the housing department but they couldn't have been more disinterested in his situation. All they said was they'd put him on a list but not to expect anything for a long time. They gave him the address of accommodation for those who had nowhere to go but he knew it was a doss house and he had no intention of going there. He tried several bars and restaurants to see if he could find work but there was nothing available or they felt he was too young with no abode so weren't interested.

"Fuck them all" he exclaimed as he made his way to the bus having decided Soho was the place for him.

He'd known from an early age that male prostitutes walked the streets of Soho at night so decided he'd try his luck. If he couldn't get a job, then he'd sell his body. He wasn't proud. Besides, he loved sex and knew that guys frequently drooled over him so was sure he'd find something to keep him going.

When he arrived he walked the streets to get his bearings and decide where the best places would be to hang around. He knew there'd be no chance of pickups until late at night so he decided to find somewhere to have a kip since he realised that this kind of work was night time only so he needed to rest.

He found somewhere and settled down. Fortunately the weather was dry even though it wasn't that warm but out of the wind he was fine. During the evening he bought some food at a takeaway and found somewhere to eat it. He began to notice other guys doing the same so guessed what they were. One guy in particular smiled at him so they eventually got talking. He'd been on the streets for almost two years so knew the best places to go. Having made a mental note of the information they parted company.

It was around two in the morning when Mark noticed a guy staggering along towards him. When he saw Mark he stopped and grinned.

"Hello, how are you tonight?"

"I'm fine thank you mate, how are you."

"Feeling fucking horny" the guy grinned.

"I'm sure I could do something to ease that for you if you wanted" Mark grinned.

"I bet you could" the guy giggled and looked down at Mark's sweatpants which were clearly showing off his attributes because he'd removed his boxer shorts and put them into the small bag on his back with his other belongings.

"You got anywhere to go then?" Mark asked.

"Yeah, I'm staying in a hotel not far from here. What you charge?"

Fortunately Mark had asked the guy earlier what the going rate was so he quoted the lower end of that to encourage the guy.

"This way then" the guy said and moved off.

Mark hastily followed him and after a good ten minute walk was led into a hotel. The guy at the desk hardly looked at them as they walked by towards the lift. Once inside, the guy reached down to give Mark a feel. He was not disappointed.

"Fuck you're big."

"You reckon you can take that do you" Mark giggled.

"Fuck yes, I love big cocks." The guy led him along a corridor and finally entered his room. Once inside he immediately stripped off so Mark did the same.

"Sorry mate but I need the money up front" Mark said as he stood there with an erection to die for. The guy looked at him and licked his lips. In no way was he going to lose this Adonis so he pulled the required number of notes out of his wallet and gave them to Mark. As he did so, Mark could see that the wallet was stuffed with money and made a mental note of which pocket the guy put it in. The guy grabbed a bottle of whisky, took several long swigs before collapsing on the bed and rolling over with his arse in the air.

Once suited and booted, Mark thrust his cock into the guy's ample arse. The guy was far from attractive but since he was being paid he couldn't be fussy. He pumped away until he felt satisfied and pulled out. The guy groaned and took some more swigs from the bottle. Eventually Mark could tell he was out of it so he got dressed. Having checked that the guy was out for the count he moved over to the guy's jacket. He pulled out the wallet, grabbed the wad of money and left him twenty quid. As he went to replace it he noticed an identity card which gave his address as Liverpool. He then went through the other pockets and found his Smartphone.

Satisfied with his night's haul he left quietly and made his way down the backstairs. He walked past the guy at the desk who just grinned at him. He was used to guests bringing back trade for a quick fuck so guessed Mark was one of those.

On his way back to the centre of Soho, Mark quickly did a factory reset on the phone to remove all data and downloaded apps. He then removed the SIM card, folded it in two to destroy it and chucked it away. He'd visit a phone shop he'd seen earlier to have the phone unlocked and buy a pay as you go SIM card.

He was just walking past one of the big gay clubs when he noticed guys coming out. He stood nearby and a guy walked up to him. They grinned at each other and seeing that Mark was trade the guy said "I'm feeling as randy as hell; got any ideas?"

"Yeah plenty if you're prepared to pay for it" Mark grinned.

"How much?"

Mark quoted his price and the guy told him to follow him. This time they caught a night bus because the guy lived in Camden. As they made their way the guy said his name was Bill but for some reason Mark didn't think that was his real name.

"I'm Mick" Mark replied having decided not to use his real name.

"Nice to meet you Mick" Bill grinned and immediately placed a hand into Mark's crotch. "Mm nice" he giggled.

Eventually they got off the bus and Bill led him into a block of flats. His flat was on the fourth floor and was very smart.

"Need a pee so back in a moment" Bill giggled and disappeared into the bathroom.

As Mark looked round the room he noticed a phone charger sitting on a desk with a load of other leads. He picked it up and immediately recognised it as one that would fit his newly acquired phone. He'd forgotten he'd need to charge it somehow. He grabbed it, wrapped the lead round the plug and stuffed it into his bag. The chances of Bill noticing it was missing was remote, but to distract him as soon as he re-appeared he hastily stripped off.

"Yeah, very nice" Bill giggled when he saw Mark's nakedness. He too stripped off and Mark decided he had a rather nice body, albeit slightly overweight. Bill grabbed a bottle of something and made himself a drink offering one to Mark. He declined since he needed to keep his wits when doing this kind of work so decided to keep away from alcohol.

"Okay then so how about you satisfy my carnal desires" Bill giggled once he'd thrown back his drink.

"When you've paid me I will" Mark replied.

"Ah, yeah, always forget you guys want it up front, although I don't blame you; I imagine you get guys who once you've fucked them tell to you to fuck off without paying you."

"Yeah it has happened in the past" Mark replied casually not wanting to admit this was his first night as trade.

Having handed over the agreed amount, Bill pulled Mark onto the bed and they fooled around with each other. It didn't take long for him to want Mark to fuck him with the cock that was now rock hard and rearing to go.

"Would love to feel that raw inside me; any chance if I increase the fee."

Mark said he would so Bill pulled out a few more notes and Mark got down to business. Once Mark had filled the guy up, they settled down for the rest of the night. Mark lay awake not wanting to fall asleep in case the guy had other ideas but at least he had a roof over his head and it was warm so he put up with the guy's snoring all night.

In the morning Bill looked at the young lad lying beside him. For a moment he'd forgotten what had happened but on seeing Mark's beautiful body he soon remembered.

"How about doing something about this morning wood" Bill grinned.

Mark was about to say that would cost him but Bill beat him to it and said he'd give him a bonus if he gave him another raw fuck. Mark agreed so duly did so. They then showered together and Mark eventually made his way out feeling somewhat pleased with himself.

The next two nights were not so successful. He picked up one guy each night who wanted a quick fuck but there was no chance of a roof over his head for the whole night so he huddled in a corner to keep out of the cold night air. He was just about to move off to get something for breakfast as Soho became alive again, when he noticed an Asian guy looking at him. He was about to make some remark such as `What the fuck do you want' when the guy smiled at him and walked over.

"It's a fucking awful life isn't it; this being out on the streets."

Mark nodded as he looked at the guy. The guy was beautiful although he clearly knew how to look after himself, as did Mark.

"I saw you last night chatting guys up so I guess you're trade like me."

Mark nodded having decided he rather liked the guy and having an ally and someone to talk to would be good. He suggested they go and find breakfast somewhere and the guy agreed.

"I'm Jay"

"Hi Jay, I'm Mark"

"Nice to meet you Mark; how long have you been on the streets?"

"Only a short while", Mark replied not wanting to give too much information away, "You?"

"Nearly two years now; my fucking parents chucked me out on finding out I was gay when I was seventeen; my dad nearly killed me so I got as far away as possible."

"I'm sorry" Mark replied not sure in his own mind whether it was better to have parents who couldn't cope with your sexuality or none at all.

"How did you end up like this?"

Mark told him and Jay stopped and gave him a hug.

"Fuck, that really sucks; I'm really sorry mate."

By this time they'd reached a cheap looking place to get a good hearty breakfast at a reasonable price, although both had plenty of money in their pockets but in this game you never knew when the next bit of income was coming along. As they ate they talked and from what Mark could make out, Jay was destined for great things had his father not seen him kissing a guy.

"You and I need to stick together" Jay said.

"Not so easy in our game though is it" Mark chuckled.

"True but at least I can show you somewhere you can doss down for the night if you don't find a nice comfy bed with a guy."

Mark chuckled. Jay had his life sorted it seemed even though they were both reliant on selling their bodies.

When they'd finished eating, Jay took Mark to a squat. It was nothing special but at least it was dry and out of the cold night air. It was situated in an old house which was waiting to be pulled down and the site developed but Jay said it had been vacant for a long time so clearly nothing was happening anytime soon. He explained that four others shared it with him, two girls and two guys.

"They're all very nice and don't mind me being gay; the four of them fuck each other so they're happy and won't mind having another poof join the band. We've managed to turn on the water supply so we have clean water to drink and to flush the loo; there's no hot water so I always get a shower at Paddington or Victoria station, which don't cost a lot."

Mark looked round the large room which at one time would have been the living room in its day but was now boarded up so devoid of natural light. There was a kitchen and he noticed someone had set up a small bottled gas stove to cook on.

"To be honest I don't eat here; don't fancy cooking on that so I eat out; so far I've made enough money to keep my belly full."

Mark nodded; he didn't fancy it either.

"Is the upstairs used?"

"No, the floorboards are a bit dodgy up there so we keep to the ground floor hence the reason we sleep in here as well."

As if reading Mark's mind he then added "You can sleep with me if you want; two bodies keep warmer" he grinned.

"Thanks, sounds good; do I need to speak to the other four?"

"Fuck no; I found this place so was first here; they've only been living here for just on a year so if I decide you can join us they'll have to accept it; but I'm sure they'll be perfectly happy in any event; they're all really nice and good fun; and the two guys are stunning; such a shame they bat for the other side" Jay added with a wicked grin.

Mark grinned and gave Jay a hug. "Thanks, I'd like to join you if I may."

"Just one thing; you have to get used to guys fucking the girls but it's good to watch since they generally do it on top of their sleeping bags."

"We shall have to give an alternative show then" Mark giggled.

"Yeah, bring it on mate."

Having decided they'd pair up and Mark would move in as it were, they decided to snuggle down for some kip. Jay immediately stripped off which surprised Mark since he'd thought they'd be warmer wearing clothes.

"It gets warm in here despite no heating, even in the depth of winter, especially inside these sleeping bags so don't worry, you won't freeze your bits off; besides, I'll keep it warm for you."

Mark grinned and stripped off naked before climbing into the generous sized sleeping bag alongside Jay. He was right, the warmth from each other kept the bag warm apart from feeling rather nice. Cocks soon reacted and they had a feel of each other but they were both tired so were soon asleep even though it was daylight outside.

Mark was woken by the sound of the other four coming in later that day. Jay introduced Mark and they welcomed him to the squat. When they later saw him run naked to the toilet the girls screamed with delight and even the guys had a good look.

The days, weeks and months passed with Mark and Jay's life following much the same pattern. At night they were out picking up guys to earn money and by day they'd be sleeping or enjoying each other's bodies. Mark was surprised at how quickly he fell into the way of life. He always had sufficient money in his pocket to buy meals as did Jay and if one of them had a lean few days the other would pay. Mark's nineteenth birthday passed by as did winter and it was soon summer again, although the weather that particular year was far from summery.

It was in October when Mark was picked up by Ben who was a big hairy thirty-eight year old but was a kitten when it came to sex. He worked as a driver for a security transport firm and could certainly look after himself should the need arise but he loved kinky sex which included whipping, water sports, wax and a host of other things. Fortunately Mark had seen most things when he and Cal watched porn so nothing came as a surprise to him.

"I'd like to rent you for two days so what would you charge?" Mark gave him a figure which Ben seemed happy with. "Just one other thing" he said as he looked into Mark's eyes, "I hate fucking rubbers so always want to be fucked raw."

Mark grinned since he seemed to spend his time doing that but fortunately he tested regularly at the local STD clinic. He decided there must be a big sign on his forehead which said `I do it bareback'. He replied that he was happy to do that but it would cost more. Having told Ben the figure, he immediately agreed and led Mark off towards the night bus.

Some forty minutes later, he was being taken into a Victorian house just off Islington High Street. By now it was almost three in the morning so Ben suggested they go to bed and have some sleep. He said the sexual activity would commence later. Since Mark could see he was getting free board for the night he decided not to ask for his money up front which Ben had said would be paid on a daily basis in advance.

Once they'd stripped off and admired each other, they slipped into bed. Ben was a big guy and was hairy all over. He had a large cock with two large balls which hung down like enormous walnuts. They hugged each other and Ben had a good feel but that was all before they settled down for the night. For a while, Mark wondered what he'd let himself into.

The following morning, Ben gave Mark his money for the first day as agreed. After they'd eaten breakfast he took Mark into the cellar which had been made into a sex den.

"Time for some fun" Ben giggled as he stripped naked and indicated for Mark to do the same.

He instructed Mark to tie him onto a St Andrew's cross which leant at a forty five degree angle against one wall. Mark roped Ben's outstretched arms above his head and then did the same to his feet, which he moved wide apart. Mark then had to move behind the cross, pull Ben's cock and his balls through and then rope them tightly round their base. The end of the rope was then led through the bottom rung and pulled tight before tying it to another rung further up so as to pull the organ tight. Already Ben's cock was hard and being pulled down by the rope. Mark decided it looked extremely uncomfortable but Ben's discomfort turned him on so he too had a hard-on.

Ben next told him to whip his naked butt with a leather flogger until the skin was red hot. Once it was he had to fuck him. Mark decided to prepare Ben's arse in readiness for the fuck so he could slam his cock straight in when the time came. He also decided to open Ben up so used three fingers to do so. Ben loved it and instructed Mark to insert a butt plug before whipping him. Mark picked up a large one and stuffed it in. Ben grunted his approval. Mark then proceeded flogging Ben with all his might. Again, Ben loved it and grunted his approval in between shouts of "fuck" as the flogger stung his flesh.

When the arse was a nice rosy colour, Mark pulled out the butt plug and thrust his stiff cock in. Ben was at the perfect angle and height to fuck so Mark really went for it.

"Yeah, fucking good arse to fuck" he yelled as Ben urged him on.

When he'd filled Ben up with a load of spunk, he went back to flogging. Every so often, Mark switched sides and flicked the flogger against Ben's chest and flicked his erection. Ben yelled an obscenity at Mark and flinched which caused the rope round the cock to tighten, which of course was the purpose. Ben loved pain and it turned him on. Every so often Mark ran his hand over the head of Ben's cock which was now bright red. He was aching to shoot his load but couldn't due to the tight rope round it.

Mark was still turned on so stuffed his cock back into Ben's arse and gave it another long hard fuck until he was shooting his load. He then went back to flogging and worked on the inside of Ben's thighs. Ben screamed more obscenities at Mark but was enjoying every second. Ben had given Mark his safe word so he knew he could continue unless he shouted that out.

After a good half hour Mark stopped and moved over to a bench which was piled high with sex toys. Ben had told him to use whatever he wished. Mark picked up some nipple clamps and fitted them round Ben's large protruding nipples. They were connected by a short chain onto which he hung some weights. He could tell from Ben's face that it hurt but still he held fast and let Mark continue. He just loved extreme pain and this was brilliant.

Mark went back to flogging and each strike made the clamps pull on his nipples. He then thrust his long thick cock back into Ben's arse and gave him another good stuffing. By the time he stopped, Ben's arse was dripping with cum.

Back at the bench he found an electric wand. He stuffed a metal plug up Ben's arse and touched the wand against the end. Ben felt the electric shock shoot through his arse making his cock jump. Mark then touched the metal chain joining the nipple clamps and again Ben's whole body jumped.

"Fuck, fuck" Ben shouted but Mark could tell he loved it.

They'd now been at it for over an hour so Mark decided to give Ben one last fuck. He yanked out the butt plug and stuffed his cock inside. As he gave Ben a good hard fuck, he tweaked his nipples and removed the clamps. Ben screamed as the clamps were released but loved the afterglow. Mark reached round and massaged Ben's cock until he could feel hot cum oozing out. When he'd reached his own climax he released Ben.

"Fuck, that was brilliant, thanks; you're a natural."

Considering Mark had never done anything like this before he was rather pleased with himself but he had watched loads of porn with Cal. Ben took Mark upstairs and they had a long soak in the bath which was also a Jacuzzi. As they soaked Ben asked Mark about his background. Mark told him his story and by the time he'd finished, Ben had tears in his eyes.

After lunch they went back to the basement. Ben took with them several bottles of beer which they drank during the course of the afternoon.

"Wax time" Ben giggled.

Mark had watched porn in which guys had wax dripped over their bodies and although he decided it was certainly not for him, he had found it rather erotic. Ben climbed onto a bench and lay flat on his back. He told Mark to rope his hands and feet to the legs of the bench and tie another rope round his middle. He was now helpless and Mark knew he'd hate being like this but Ben loved being at the mercy of another guy.

Before they'd started, Ben had lit a row of red wax candles. He then told Mark to get his cock hard, which didn't take long, and then drip the hot wax over his chest including his nipples. As he did so Ben's cock jumped up and down with excitement. When there was a long trail of red wax down Ben's chest, he told Mark to drip some onto his hairy balls and then along the length of his stiff cock. Mark looked at him to make sure he'd heard correctly. Ben grinned.

"Yeah, want my cock encrusted with wax."

Mark took hold of a new candle and dripped the wax along the whole length of Ben's cock, ending with some on the big head.

"Fuck that feels so good" Ben yelled. "Now peel off the wax and sit on my cock".

Mark grinned. He rather fancied having Ben's big cock up his arse so rubbed it up and down to remove the wax, poured some lube over it and quickly climbed onto the bench. He guided the long thick pole to his entrance and sat on it.

"Yeah ride that cock man" Ben yelled. Mark did so and it felt brilliant. Ben then told him to massage his own cock as he fucked himself on Ben's. The action continued for ten minutes or so before Mark felt himself reaching his climax. He increased his thrusting up and down and by the time he was shooting his load of creamy white cum, Ben was filling him up with his.

"Fucking brilliant" Ben exclaimed.

Mark released Ben and they drank another bottle of beer whilst they rested. There was a purpose for this drinking which Mark was soon to find out. When their bladders were full, Ben lay down on a folded blanket on the floor which he'd covered with a sheet. He told Mark to kneel across his legs and pee over him. Mark was now busting so he soon had golden nectar flowing over Ben's chest. He too was doing the same and directed his flow over Mark's chest. The flow seemed to continue for ages until both were spent. They were now both soaked as was the blanket and sheet beneath Ben. He pulled Mark on top of him and they kissed. It was the first time they'd done so and it became quite passionate as Ben rolled Mark over. Ben was a good kisser and Mark enjoyed it even though he could feel the wet sheet beneath him. For some reason he found it erotic and was soon rock hard, as was Ben.

"Want you to fuck me" Ben grunted between the kiss. Mark was happy to do so and let Ben ride him until he'd shot his load. "That was fucking brilliant", Ben grinned.

After an excellent meal, prepared by Ben, they stretched out on the sofa in the living room and watched porn. They were both naked so erect cocks were soon flapping as they watched some really kinky sex.

"It's from these I get ideas of what I want to have done to me" Ben laughed.

When they went to bed late that night they had more sex but this was of a passionate nature which Mark enjoyed. When they finally settled down, Mark enjoyed the feel of Ben's big arms wrapped round him and he wished he could find a permanent lover to live with but he suspected that would never happen.

The next day followed a similar pattern with Ben getting Mark to perform a whole range of other kinky sexual acts. Once finished, Ben insisted on Mark staying for a meal which he was happy to do so it was late evening when he got back to the squat where he found the four straights fucking each other like mad. Jay was out so Mark decided to watch the two naked guys thrusting their butts up and down rather than go out and look for more clients. Jay returned around midnight and said he'd not had any luck that night so decided to give up.

"How did your weekend of kinky sex go?" Jay grinned.

"He seemed very satisfied and has asked me back for another session in two weeks when he's got a friend staying."

"I trust you've increased your charge" Jay laughed.

"You bet I have and I'll have two arses to fuck."

Mark had been told to arrive at Ben's house by seven on the Friday evening for his second weekend of kinky sex. When he arrived Ben introduced him to his friend Trevor who was another large burly guy. When he later saw him naked he too was hairy all over and had a cock that was even larger than Ben's.

Trevor towered over Mark but like Ben, he was a pussycat and was a really nice guy. He worked in the same security company as Ben and from what Mark gleaned also transported money and high value items for banks. Mark decided that he for one would not want to take either Ben or Trevor on since they'd be able to knock a guy out with one blow but when it came to sex, they were the most gentle guys Mark had come across.

Trevor immediately took to Mark and looked forward to having some fun with him over the next two days. Both Ben and Trevor were stripped to the waist so Mark felt he should do the same. Ben served them another beautiful meal which Mark was more than happy to accept since his meals mainly consisted of fast food these days. He really missed his mum's cooking and thought about her almost daily along with his brother. At times, he could still not believe they were both gone.

Although the real action wouldn't commence until the following morning, Trevor wanted to get to know Mark so after they'd eaten, they moved into the living room where they stripped off and had some fun together whilst they watched porn.

"Yeah, he's gorgeous" Trevor said as he casually fingered Mark's erection.

Ben and Trevor were sprawled on the sofa with Mark's naked body laid across them. Mark enjoyed the attention as he lay there.

"How about you suck my cock" Trevor said after a while. Mark turned over and knelt with his butt in the air so he could work on Trevor's big long hard cock. Whilst Trevor pushed his head down onto his cock, Ben fingered Mark's hole. Mark was more than happy as he sucked until Trevor spilt his load.

"Turn round so I can finger your arse whilst you suck Ben's cock." Mark did so and took Ben's weeping cock into his mouth whilst Trevor fingered his arse. Trevor had big fingers so even with two, it felt like a large dildo being thrust inside him but Mark was used to being fucked by big cocks and dildos for that matter. When Ben had filled Mark's mouth with his load of cum, he resumed his position of lying across them and Trevor slowly massaged Mark's cock until he too was shooting his load.

"Fuck, just look at that beautiful load of cum" Trevor exclaimed as Mark shot ribbon after ribbon.

"Yeah, fucking beautiful" Ben agreed and fondled Mark's balls.

"Time to give this beautiful arse a good fuck I think" Trevor giggled.

The porn had been switched off and they'd each consumed a large glass of whisky. Although Mark kept his alcohol content to a minimum when with clients, he trusted Ben and Trevor so decided to have one knowing that he'd be in control the next morning.

Ben's queen sized bed was just about large enough to take the three of them and Trevor wanted Mark to be in the middle. He was first fucked by Trevor's enormous cock until he'd spilt another load of cum and then turned over to receive Ben's. By the time they settled down for the night, his arse had a lovely warm glow.

As before, Ben gave Mark his fee for that day immediately after breakfast. They stripped off and made their way down to the basement. Ben and Trevor had combined their sex equipment for the weekend and Mark noticed that a bench had been fitted with what could only be described as two pairs of stocks. Trevor and Ben knelt up on the bench side by side and placed their heads on the padded rest and hung their arms over it. Mark fitted the lock plate over each head and then roped their hands to the bottom rung of the bench with their arms spread apart. He then pulled their legs apart and roped their adjoining feet together and their other feet to the legs of the bench. The two guys were now at his mercy. Their cocks were already hard so Mark wrapped a rope round the base of Trevor's balls and his cock and then used the other end to do the same to Ben's making sure that the rope was pulled tight between them. Both cocks bobbed with excitement and when one moved, it caused the other's bollocks to be pulled. Mark then set to and flogged each naked arse with the leather flogger as he'd done with Ben before. Having given one arse a good six or more lashes, he moved to the other naked arse.

"Fuck, this guy knows how to flog" Trevor yelled. Mark giggled and gave Trevor another lashing which he lapped up. Every so often he tapped their balls between their legs with the end of the flogger making both guys yell out some more obscenities.

Having got their arses a nice rosy red colour, Mark moved round to their heads which were fixed in the neck lock. He told each guy to open their mouth and fucked each one alternatively. He made sure that his long thick cock was pushed right down their throat before pulling it out again and then back in. Both guys loved being mouth fucked so they were in their element.

"Want a cock up my arse" Trevor grunted after one such mouth fuck.

"You're full of wants aren't you" Mark giggled.

"Yeah, want to feel your big cock up my arse" Trevor laughed. Mark moved round to the other side of the bench and gave each arse a good fingering. As he did so he looked at the gadget Ben had shown him earlier. It was an electric fuck ram so he set it up on the bench behind Trevor, fitted the biggest dildo he could find and lined it up with Trevor's arse. He then set it in motion.

"You wanted your arse fucked" Mark laughed. Trevor grunted as the large dildo thrust in and out of his arse. He enjoyed the feel but he'd prefer a real naked cock. Whilst the machine fucked away, Mark thrust his aching cock into Ben's waiting arse.

"Yeah, fucking brilliant" Ben grunted. As Mark fucked, he increased the pace of the fuck ram from the portable controller until it was thrusting in and out of Trevor with great speed. Trevor loved it even though he was envious of his friend having the real thing but he knew his turn would come.

When Mark had given Ben a good stuffing, he pulled out and re-positioned the fuck ram behind him. Once it was thrusting in and out of Ben's well used arse, he turned his attention to Trevor's. He slammed his thick hard cock into it and Trevor gave a loud "Fuck" as he did so.

"That's what you wanted me to do so I'm gonna give your arse a good long hard fuck" Mark chuckled as he slammed in and out.

"Yeah, give that arse a good stuffing; fucking beautiful" Trevor exclaimed. He so enjoyed a good hard fuck and this lad knew precisely how to do so.

"Time for lunch guys" Ben said having received another good long hard fuck by Mark which had been preceded by a good flogging.

"Yeah, my arse is sore" Trevor giggled.

"This guy is always complaining" Ben laughed.

"It was a fucking good session; thanks Mark, you're a natural."

Mark smiled. He always felt a sense of achievement when his clients thanked and congratulated him. They made their way upstairs and Ben prepared a light lunch for them which they ate naked in the living room. Mark noted that both guys had drunk at least three bottles of beer with their food. He'd consumed two and he had a good idea what might happen later.

When lunch was over, they made their way back downstairs. Ben and Trevor got him to rope them into slings that hung from the ceiling. By the time he'd finished he had their arms stretched above their head and their legs up high over their chests. For a moment he admired the two gaping holes before him and he licked his lips. He was going to enjoy fucking these and since they were at an angle to each other he could flip from one to the other with ease.

Seeing both their cocks now rock hard and bobbing up and down, he decided to fit an electro strap round each which also encompassed their balls. He connected the leads to the power control unit and set it in motion. He selected a mode in which the current alternatively flowed through Trevor and Ben making their cocks bob up and down. He then thrust his now rampant cock into Ben's arse and fucked whilst he used a dildo on Trevor's.

"Yeah, that feels so fucking good" Trevor exclaimed.

"Told you this lad was fucking good" Ben grinned as he enjoyed the feel of Mark's naked cock inside his arse.

The action continued for a good two hours with Mark switching between each arse. Both cocks were on the point of shooting their load so Mark increased the power to the electro cock straps. Suddenly Ben's erupted and shot ribbons of white creamy cum over his chest. Within seconds, Trevor's did the same. Mark continued fucking Trevor's arse until he too had shot his load.

"Fucking brilliant; thanks Mark" Trevor said and gave him a big kiss once he'd been released. Ben did the same and said how much he'd enjoyed it.

"Okay guys, golden shower time" Ben grinned so they made their way over to the mock bed Ben had made earlier. Ben and Trevor sat facing each other and told Mark to kneel over their entwined legs. As soon as he'd done so he felt Ben's golden shower soaking his back and Trevor's being directed all over his chest. It wasn't long before he too was directing his over Trevor.

That night in bed, Mark was fucked by each of them and finally went to sleep feeling very happy. The following day he performed other kinky sexual acts on both guys which included a long hot wax session and fucking each guy whilst he dripped it over their cocks. Both guys clearly loved it so Mark continued until they both said they'd had enough.

Ben again invited Mark to stay for a meal which he was happy to do. He'd enjoyed his two days with the guys and was sorry to say goodbye when he finally left to go back to his squat. Trevor had said he'd certainly like to repeat the session at some point in the future but it never did happen.

The November night air hit Mark as he made his way back to Soho and he wondered whether his life would ever change for the better. He enjoyed what he did and it made sufficient money to keep him alive but he so wanted more from life.

The squat at least felt warm when he finally got there. One of the guys who knew about electrical things had somehow managed to connect the electricity supply. Quite how, nobody asked since they weren't paying for it but they were able to run small hot air heaters to warm the room they lived in. Lighting was kept to a minimum so as not to attract attention from outside since they all knew they could be chucked out at a moment's notice. Everyone kept what few belongings they owned in a small bag which they always took with them whenever they went out just in case they never got back in.

Jay was snuggled up in bed when he got there as were the others. It was too cold for sexual acts to take place for all to see so they enjoyed each other within the confines of their sleeping bag. Mark quickly stripped off and climbed in beside his friend.

"You okay?" Jay asked.

"Yeah" Mark replied although Jay had a feeling he wasn't really.

"I met a lovely guy earlier tonight; think he's fallen in love with me" Jay chuckled. Mark's heart stopped for a moment. Was Jay trying to say he was leaving the squat?

"So, what happened; why aren't you with him?"

"Seems he's got a boyfriend at present but they've agreed to split up so my guy couldn't take me back to his place until the boyfriend has left. Hopefully he'll have done so by the end of the week."

"Do you like him?"

"Yeah, he's a really nice guy; very gentle and kind and I think he really likes me."

"Will you move in with him?"

"Yeah, if he asks me to; I've been on the streets for such a long time Mark, I really can't cope with it any longer so anything's better than this."

"I hope it works out for you" Mark replied and pulled Jay into his arms.

"I'm really sorry Mark; I shall miss you."

"Where does he live?" Mark asked suddenly realising that Jay hadn't said.

"Manchester; he was down here on business which is how I met him but early tomorrow morning he goes back home." Mark felt tears form in his eyes. Jay had helped him through thick and thin in the sixteen months he'd been on the streets and he wasn't sure how he'd cope without him.

"We can keep in contact can't we" Jay said, pulling Mark into his arms and kissing him.

"Yeah, of course" Mark replied but he knew guys often said that and seldom did. Neither Cal nor Alex had made contact since they'd parted and he doubted they'd ever do so despite him sending a text shortly after he'd started his life on the street.

At the end of November Jay finally moved out of the squat. Things had taken longer than expected for his new lover to get rid of his previous boyfriend and for a while Jay thought perhaps it was all talk despite the many texts he received saying `it wouldn't be long now before they were together'. Then one day he received a text telling him to meet him at a local hotel. They'd made passionate love and the guy had invited Jay to move in with him and be his lover. Jay immediately accepted so returned to the squat to say goodbye to Mark who he knew he'd miss but he couldn't let such an opportunity pass.

"Take care" Jay said as tears ran down his face.

"Yeah, I'll be fine; I hope all works out okay for you."

Jay nodded. He had no real idea if things would but he had a good feeling about the guy he was about to move in with so all he could do was hope for the best. Finally they said their farewell and Mark watched his good friend disappear. He snuggled back into the sleeping bag and cried. The others were out so he was on his own. He needed to sleep because later that night he'd be walking the streets and roaming the bars again for the next guy who wanted to buy him for sex.

The weeks leading up to Christmas followed much the same pattern and each night Mark found guys who wanted to use his services so at least he had money in his pocket to buy food but the thought of having to continue this life for much longer was really getting to him. He'd been to see the housing officer yet again but was given the same response. He'd even tried to find employment but as soon people saw the state of him they politely said they had nothing. Despite his best efforts, he knew he looked shabby although he did buy the occasional cheap pair of jeans and a T shirt.

On the anniversary of the death of his mother and brother, he'd go to the crematorium where their ashes had been buried. Each year he'd take red roses to put between their two plots. Soon after their death, his father had paid for two small metal plaques to indicate each one and when he'd been cremated, Mark had done the same. Having placed the roses and told his mum and Danny that he loved them and missed them so much he moved a few yards along to where his father's ashes had been buried and knelt down in front of it.

"I love you dad and miss you so very much; we could have got through everything if you'd let me help you."

He'd said these words out loud not realising that a guy was standing just a few yards away. When Mark had finished he sat back on his haunches and cried his eyes out. He was at a point where some days he wished it had been him who'd been knifed and died with his mum.

"Are you okay?" a voice said beside him. Mark looked up and a pair of very kind eyes met his.

"It's a stupid question I know because you're clearly here to mourn the passing of loved ones but sometimes having someone else to share your loss can help you know."

Mark stood up and accepted a tissue the guy was offering. For a moment they just stood looking at each other.

"I'm Greg" the guy said and offered his hand.

"Mark"

"Pleased to meet you Mark; I take it these are your parents and your brother."

Mark nodded as more tears fell down his face. Greg then explained that he'd lost his lover a year before and he'd seen Mark at that time as well.

"I watched you last year place your roses with great care and saying how much you loved your mother and your brother and then I watched you do the same to your father so when I saw you again this year I felt I had to say hello to you; I hope you don't mind."

Mark said it was fine and was happy to have the company.

"Have you eaten lunch yet?"

Mark said he hadn't but normally only had a sandwich.

"Would it be too presumptuous of me to invite you to lunch; I think you could do with feeding up and I could certainly do with the company."

"I've little money" Mark replied.

"I'm not expecting you to pay" Greg chuckled, "I've got plenty for both of us but I really would enjoy your company." Mark looked at Greg more closely to decide whether he was coming on to him and would expect sex since he'd made it clear that his lover had been male. As he did so he assessed the guy to be in his late thirties. Greg was in fact thirty eight so he was spot on as it happened.

"I'm not sure I'm dressed properly to go to a restaurant" Mark commented as he continued to assess the guy. Greg smiled and placed a hand on Mark's shoulder. For some reason, the feel of Greg's gentle hand made his body relax and when Greg pulled him against his, he laid his head in the crook of Greg's shoulder which was at the perfect height for him.

"I can guess what you're thinking Mark but I'm not trying to pick you up for a quick fuck as much as I'd like to; I feel we need each other and I get the feeling you could do with some tender loving care."

Mark nodded as more tears ran down his face. Greg was right, he was desperate for someone to love him and not just use his body to satisfy their own needs.

"I tell you what; why don't we find somewhere to have a sandwich and chat; if after that you feel you'd like to get to know each some more then you can come back to my place where you can join me for a proper meal this evening; if then you feel you don't want to take things further, we can go our separate ways."

Mark felt that sounded a good idea so they set off to find a local cafe. They ended up where Mark had gone with the old gentleman that first time he'd visited the crematorium so it brought back memories. Greg insisted on paying for everything and once they'd got their sandwiches plus a big mug of tea, they found a table to sit at. As they ate, Greg questioned Mark as to how both his parents and his brother had died. When Greg heard the sad story he knew even more that he had to do something to help this young man. Without really thinking, Mark told Greg about his life on the streets and his life as a rent boy.

"Wow, that is quite a life; apart from having to do it to make money, do you enjoy having sex with different men?"

"I suppose so but I'd rather find someone to love me and settle down in a relationship."

The words were music to Greg's ears because he'd fallen for Mark. He was not only a very attractive guy despite his appearance which clearly showed his life on the streets but he liked the gentle way Mark conducted himself despite what life had thrown at him. He then told Mark about his life and that he worked in finance which was where he'd met his lover who'd suddenly died after a heart attack just over a year ago.

"My boyfriend was very wealthy and to my utter surprise he left everything to me including a wonderful house in Hampstead having been ostracised by his family because of his sexuality. I miss his company Mark and to be honest I'm looking for someone else to fill his place."

The more Greg talked, the more Mark liked the guy. Could this be his way out of a life on the streets? The guy seemed kind and very interested in him so perhaps it could.

"But I'm half your age."

"How old are you Mark?"

"I'm twenty a week after Christmas."

Greg smiled and held Mark's hand.

"I'm thirty eight so yes you are half my age but I never think age really matters when two people have feelings for each other."

Mark agreed. Was Greg saying he had feelings for him? It sounded very much like that and to be honest he enjoyed his company and having looked him over, he also appeared to have a sexy body.

"So, what do you think?" Greg grinned when they'd finished their food. "Would you like to come back with me? At least you could have a hot bath and when we've enjoyed a meal together you can decide what to do. I should add that I'm pretty good in the kitchen" he grinned.

Mark decided he had nothing to lose so agreed much to Greg's delight. They walked back to the crematorium car park to fetch Greg's car and made their way to Hampstead.

"How come your boyfriend is at the east London crematorium?" Mark asked having suddenly thought about it.

Greg laughed. "He was born in the east end so put in his will that was where he wanted to go; I think it was to stick two fingers up at his parents who are also there."

Mark laughed and relaxed back into the sumptuous comfort of the Mercedes he was now riding in. As they drove along, he decided he could get used to this.

Greg's house was beautiful. It wasn't that large but had three bedrooms, one with its own en-suite, and a bathroom with a large bath. Downstairs there was a living room which went from front to back and off that a kitchen area which had once been separate but the adjoining wall had been knocked down to extend it into the dining end. Everywhere looked perfect and Mark could imagine himself living there.

"So, would you like a shower or a bath first?"

Mark said he would since he was sure he stank having not had a proper wash for at least two days so Greg took him upstairs. He opted for a bath since he decided he'd enjoy a good long soak so once it had been run, he stripped off and climbed in. Greg gasped at Mark's naked body.

"You really are beautiful."

Mark grinned as he started to wash himself. For a moment Greg just watched since he couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful lad lying there.

"Would you like me to wash these clothes for you? I can put them in the dryer so it won't take that long" Greg said having pulled himself out of his daze. Mark said he would. Having a laundry facility to wash his clothes was one of the many other things he missed so decided to accept Greg's offer. Greg rapidly collected up the clothes and made his way down to the utility room. Once the washer was on he moved into the living room. He couldn't get his mind off the gorgeous lad upstairs so decided to open a bottle of wine and take it up.

"I'm having a glass of wine, would you like one whilst you have your soak? I love lying back and sipping a drink whilst I enjoy the warmth of the water."

Mark smiled and said he would. He guessed that the real reason was because Greg wanted to sit and watch him but it didn't bother him.

"Do you mind if I stay and drink with you?" Greg asked.

"Of course you can" Mark grinned. "I'm not shy you know; I've had plenty of guys gaze on my naked body so I'm used to it."

Greg chuckled, "Yeah I'm sure you have". He perched himself on the side of the bath and they chatted as they sipped their wine. Every so often Greg topped up their glasses until they'd finished the whole bottle. Mark casually played with himself since he could see Greg was interested by the bulge inside his trousers. Greg just smiled but did nothing despite aching to do so. He'd told Mark that he wasn't looking for a quick fuck so he didn't want to do anything that might lead to that. He genuinely liked the lad; in fact he'd already fallen in love with him.

"Think I'd better get out; the water is cooling off and I'm getting like a prune" Mark giggled.

Greg jumped up and grabbed a large bath towel out of the airing cupboard. When he turned round, a naked Mark was standing there with definite signs of interest but he steeled himself and wrapped the towel round Mark's body. The warm towel felt so good and for a moment Mark enjoyed the comforting feeling it gave him.

"Here, slip this on" Greg said once Mark had finished drying himself and passed over a bathrobe. Mark took it and slipped it on.

"Do you have a cloth I can use to dry the bath out with?" Mark asked.

"Oh don't worry; Vincent, my cleaner will be in tomorrow so he'll do it." Greg explained that Vincent was an eighteen year old black guy who'd not managed to find a job so he'd employed him to come in twice a week to do odd jobs including the cleaning.

"He's also gay and rather pleasing on the eye" Greg grinned.

"How old was your boyfriend when he died?"

"Twenty six, so yes, I do rather enjoy the company of younger men" Greg giggled as they made their way downstairs.

As Greg prepared the meal, which was a chicken dish with lots of herbs and green vegetables, Mark sat on a high stool and watched him. He moved gracefully and his trim body exuded sex which caused Mark's to react. As Mark sat with his legs open wide, Greg could see the semi hard organ lying there. It made his own react but he forced himself not to make a move on Mark.

Finally the meal was ready and they sat down to eat. The table had been laid beautifully with very modern cutlery and cut glass wine glasses. Greg had opened another bottle of fine white wine which went down well with the meal. For dessert, Greg had made a chocolate mousse which was delicious.

"Mm that was the best meal I've had for a long time, if ever" Mark commented. "Thanks" He then added, "I could certainly get used to this".

Greg looked at him and smiled. He then took hold of his hand and held it. "You could if you wanted to; it's your choice."

Mark smiled and Greg felt his heart melt. The lad had such a beautiful smile.

"Are you really sure you want to take on a rent boy? I've not got any qualifications to speak of so nobody wants to employ me."

"I don't give a fuck about your past; what I'm interested in is you; from what I've seen you're a lovely, kind, considerate guy who's fun to be with and that's what I'm looking for. Given the chance Mark, I'd like to love and cherish you. You don't need to find a job; I've got more than enough money to look after both of us and in time I hope you might love me as I love you."

Mark felt the tears well up in his eyes. He'd not had someone say they loved him since his mum and brother had died. Suddenly the tears flowed and there was nothing he could do to stop them. Greg jumped up and took Mark into his arms. He led him over to the sofa and hugged him tight. The feel of the young man's body in his arms caused tears in his eyes. They remained like this for several minutes. Eventually Mark looked into Greg's eyes and said "Thank you".

Greg's heart stopped for a moment. "Is that a yes?"

Mark nodded and they kissed. Although Greg had not meant it to, the kiss became passionate. When it finished, Greg held Mark's head in his hands and looked into his beautiful eyes.

"I promise you that I'll love and cherish you forever and look after you through sickness and health."

Mark grinned, "That sounds like marriage vows".

"They are and if you ever decide to marry me then I'm all yours."

"Wow, not sure I deserve such devotion" Mark giggled.

"Believe me Mark, you do; life for you has been really shitty so far and it's time it changed so let me do that for you."

Mark could tell that Greg meant every word so kissed him. "Thank you and I accept" he replied seriously.

That night they went to bed and held their naked bodies against each other. As Mark had thought, Greg did have a great body and he looked forward to having some serious sex in due course but for the moment he'd told Greg that he wanted to be fully checked out at the STD clinic before that happened.

The next day Greg took time off work and they went to the clinic together. He too wanted to be checked to be sure. Once done, Mark took Greg to the squat since he wanted to let the others know he wouldn't be back. They weren't there so he left them a note instead. As he did so, Greg looked round. What he saw made him even more convinced he'd done the right thing. A lovely, sensitive guy like Mark didn't deserve this kind of life.

Within a few days they received the results of their tests and both had a clean bill of health. Mark sent a text to Jay to tell him his good news. Jay replied to say he was so happy for Mark and said his new life was also working out well. That night they made beautiful love and when Mark said he was happy to fuck raw, Greg gasped. He'd always wanted to do that but his previous boyfriend had always said no. It was the most wonderful sex he'd ever had.

Vincent was a lovely guy and enjoyed seeing Mark around when he visited. He'd loved to have taken him to bed but knew that would never happen so had to be satisfied with just admiring Mark's body which was frequently semi naked.

Since Mark needed something to keep him occupied he obtained a voluntary job with a charity for young people who were homeless due to their sexuality. Greg was very proud of him. Their love for each other grew even more as time went by and a year later they decided to get married.

"Do you have any questions Mark?" the Registrar asked having gone through everything.

"Nope" Mark grinned and took Greg's hand.

It was a quiet ceremony but both were happy with the day and Greg had booked a three week holiday in America for their honeymoon. Mark had never been before and loved it.

He never regretted accepting Greg's offer and they had a long and happy life together. Every year he visited the crematorium and as he laid his red roses he told his mum and Danny all about his life with Greg. He still felt their presence and was certain they'd have loved Greg like he did.