Love From Across the Ocean By: Brain Tre
***Disclaimer: This story contains depictions of gay sex. If this is not your thing, do not read any further and look at something else on the Net...if it is your thing, then happy reading...or whatever :)
***Author's Note: This story is dedicated to the real life Zack and Mark, whose real life inspired the story you are about to read. Cheers!!!
A story for Mark from Zack
The airport was busy. Everyone was rushing around, trying to get to their gates in time so they would not miss their flights. Mark was waiting in line at the ticket counter. He nervously glanced at his watch. He had arrived the typical two hours early for an international flight, but now, the ticket agents were making him nervous. They were running slowly, and he still had to go through customs. He sighed as he moved another couple feet.
He glanced at his watch again. In about forty-five minutes, he would be on a flight to Los Angeles. He was finally going to meet the man he had been talking to online for a while now. As the time for his flight grew nearer, he grew more nervous.
He handed his passport and ID to the ticket agent, and set his suitcase up on the scale for her to tag it and send it to the baggage handlers. As he put his identification away, he considered making a break for it. He wanted to grab his suitcase, get back into his car and drive back to his flat. He could not help but think that he was getting himself into a dangerous situation by flying halfway around the globe to meet a man he had met in a chat room online. He sighed again, as he made his way from the ticket agent to customs.
Customs was a breeze to get through. They merely asked him where he was going, and how long he was going to be there. When they asked what business he had in the states, he simply told them he was going on holiday. They stopped with their questions, and allowed him to pass into the terminals. He took the moving sidewalk to his gate.
As he stepped off tread, he looked up and saw that his flight had been delayed by another thirty minutes. Mark slumped into a chair and opened his laptop. Everything seemed to be telling him he should not be going to Los Angeles. And now, his flight was delayed. He again considered just going back home as he powered up his laptop. As the screen lit up, Mark smiled. There he was. He had saved Zack's picture as the background on the computer's desktop, so he could always look at him. Mark thought about how they started chatting.
It was the usual way any guys start chatting. They had both been in a chat room, and Zack had sent him a message asking for his stats. When Mark described himself of something just shy of the troll in the story Three Billy Goats Gruff, Zack had typed out "LOL." Then Zack had started asking him general questions about himself. They talked about where they were from. What their interests were. About their families. Everything. A few weeks later, after they had been chatting almost everyday, Zack asked Mark his age. Mark had hesitated telling him because he had already learned that Zack was a mere 20 years old. Mark had resolved himself to always be honest, however, and he told Zack the truth. Zack was happy to hear that Mark was actually 34. He had told him he liked older men anyways because they tended to be more goal oriented in their lives, whereas most of the guys Zack's age, tended to think more with their dicks than anything else. Zack had considered himself an exception to his generation.
They had talked for so long, and occasionally their chats had taken a turn for the more dirty, and the two men had begun to explore the wonders of cyber dates, which grew eventually into cyber sex. Mark enjoyed very much knowing that he was able to please Zack even though the two lived so far away. They had still not revealed how much they felt for each other, however. Mark was fearful that he would lose Zack as a friend if he told him how he felt about him.
One night, however, Mark had agreed to call Zack on the phone, so they could finally hear each other's voice. They had ended up talking a lot longer than either man thought they would, and when it was finally for them to hang up, they both, at the same time said those three words: "I Love You." After they were spoken, both men had immediately wished they had not said it. Thirty seconds later, they both realized that the other had said it as well. They laughed about it and talked some more. As they each hung up the phone, they were both glowing. Zack had professed his love for Mark, and Mark had done the same for Zack. They just needed to find a way to be together.
"Now boarding, all rows, flight 1257 to Los Angeles."
The announcement snapped Mark from his daze. It was his flight. He closed his laptop, and grabbed his carry-on luggage. And made his way through the door. There was no turning back for him now. He had handed his ticket to the attendant at the gate, and was now finding his seat about the large aircraft. He placed his bag and laptop under the seat in front of him and tried to get as comfortable as he could with a pillow in the slightly cramped seat. He looked out the window, and silently said goodbye to his own country. He still hoped he had made the right decision.
Zack could not concentrate. He knew at that very moment Mark should have been flying across the ocean to come see him in Los Angeles. He was nervous and excited all at the same time. He had fallen for Mark like no other man he had ever talked to before. When Mark revealed to him that he loved Zack as well, Zack almost cried out of delight. He sat at his desk and nervously tapped his pencil, trying to concentrate on the final exam in front of him. He glanced at the clock and realized he had only answered 3 of the 25 questions, and now only had about 30 minutes to finish the exam.
Zack sighed loudly, causing other students to glance at him as he disturbed their concentration. He did not care. He decided to go the "guess route" and just filled in random answers on his exam sheet. He turned it into his professor and almost ran out of class. He had to get to the airport to meet Mark. He had promised him that he would be there to pick him up. Zack just hoped that they two of them would hit it off; after all, Mark was supposed to be staying with him for the entire week.
Zack swung by his apartment to make sure it was neat and tidy; he did not want Mark thinking he was some sort of slob. Truth be told, Zack took great care of anything of his. His apartment was immaculate, just as his body was. For twenty years old, he had the body that was the envy of most of the men at the gym he worked out at. At 6'3" he was a solidly muscled 180-pound quarterback for his college's football team, with sexy broad shoulders. His bleach-blond hair complemented his bright blue eyes very well, just like his all-over tan complemented his hair. He was virtually hairless, except for a dusting of some light brown hair on his chest. He was most proud, though, of his 8.5-inch cock. In the locker room, even the straight players on the team practically drooled whenever Zack stripped from his jock to take a shower.
Satisfied with the way his apartment looked, Zack headed over to LAX. He found the terminal, and saw that Mark's flight was running late. He sat nervously at the gate waiting for the plane to arrive.
"Now arriving at gate 32, Flight 1257, from London."
Zack almost jumped from his seat. He looked out the window and saw the plane taxiing to the gate. He was getting more nervous. He thought he was going to pass out. He stood near the door, and waited. It seemed like forever before the gate attendants opened the door to allow the passengers into the terminal. Zack stood there, waiting.
After what seemed like an eternity, the last passenger emerged from the gate into the terminal, and Zack knew in his heart that the man was Mark. He was just as he had described himself. Mark stood about 5'11', and looked to be around a solidly muscled 170 pounds. He had the most gorgeous blue eyes, and a light brown hair. Zack walked up, and without thinking, put his arms around Mark, embracing him in a hug.
"I was beginning to think maybe you changed your mind," Zack said as the two of them walked to the baggage claim.
"I almost did, I gotta admit to you," Mark replied.
Mark picked up his luggage, then made his way through customs, with Zack waiting for him. Once all the formalities were taken care of, Zack led Mark out into the bright California sun, and to his car.
The drive back to Zack's place was quiet. Neither man was sure what to say to the other now that they were face to face. When they chatted online it was easy. They did not have to worry about saying the wrong things really. Now, however, was a whole different story. To keep the conversation light, Mark told Zack about his flight over and more about his life in the United Kingdom. He did tell Zack he was hoping he could see all that Los Angeles had to offer as well. Zack told him he did not think that would be a problem.
As they neared Zack's place, they began to relax even more so around one another. Zack chuckled to himself as he lifted Mark's suitcase from the trunk of his car that they had hugged at the airport and then suddenly were very nervous around each other. Zack thought maybe Mark had felt the bulge that had started to form in his pants when they hugged. He shrugged it off and showed Mark into his house.
Mark commented on how nice Zack's place was while he was being given the grand tour. Zack thanked him several times. As they walked back in the living room, the two men faced each other, and without saying a word, Zack leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on Mark's lips.
"What was that for?" Mark asked, pleasantly surprised.
"I have been wanting to do that since I hugged you in the airport," Zack replied.
Mark blushed.
Zack, realized he had caught Mark off guard and did not want to run the risk of embarrassing him, so he suggested they go get some dinner, and relax and talk some more.
Dinner had been wonderful. Zack brought Mark to a quaint Italian restaurant on the outskirts of the city. They ate their food by candlelight, and occasionally even held hands on top of the table. No one around them seemed to notice, or if they did, they did not care. During dinner, the two men truly began to feel relaxed with one another. They began to speak as though they had known each other their whole lives. Mark was no longer thinking he might have regrets about journeying to the states. He still felt the love for Zack that he had originally felt, and he could tell by the look in Zack's eyes that he felt the same way.
As they walked back to the car Mark began to yawn. Realizing, he must have been exhausted from his trip, Zack suggested they call it a night and head back to his place for the rest of the evening, and tomorrow, they could go and see the sites.
As Zack locked the door behind them, Mark collapsed onto the sofa. His eyes were droopy, and Zack sat down next to him. As if out of habit, Mark wrapped his arm around his boyfriend, and the two cuddled together. Before long, Mark began to drift off to sleep. Zack sighed silently as he heard the gentle snores coming from his boyfriend. He decided to go get ready for bed himself.
As he slipped out from under Mark's arm, Mark stirred and opened his eyes.
"Where you going?"
"I'll be right back."
"Good," Mark said with a grin on his face.
Zack disappeared into his bedroom momentarily, and returned wearing a white terry cloth bathrobe. Mark sat silently on the couch as Zack walked over to him and took his seat again right next to him. He cuddled into Mark's side and leaned against him. Nuzzling Mark's neck, he began to kiss him. He heard Mark let out a sigh.
Zack moved from Mark's neck to his ear, nibbling on the earlobe. Mark turned his head and their lips met at last. They began kissing each other feverishly. Zack slid his hands around Mark's waist pulling him closer. Mark's hands found their way into Zack's robe, and he slid them to Zack's back, then down, squeezing the globes of his ass. Zack began to grind his hardening cock against Mark.
Without warning, Zack pushed Mark back onto the couch. He lay on top of him, kissing him. He moved his kisses from Mark's lips to his neck, sucking at the flesh there. He kissed his way upwards to Mark's ears, sucking the earlobes, nibbling them, he felt Mark begin to squirm beneath him.
"I love you," Zack said as he pulled his mouth from his boyfriend's face.
"I know, sweet Zack. I love you too."
Zack began to unbutton Mark's shirt. He kissed the flesh he exposed with each button. Mark closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure his boyfriend was giving him. He was usually the one in control in relationships with other men, but this time, he wanted nothing more than to give himself fully to this young man. Zack pushed the shirt wide open and kissed his way to Mark's right nipple. He licked it, and bit it gently, causing Mark to yelp in pleasure. Zack just chuckled, as he moved to give Mark's left nipple a tongue bath as well.
Mark slid his hands behind Zack's head and pulled him tighter to his chest.
Zack let out a muffled groan, and broke free. Quickly the two men locked lips together once again, feverishly making out. Mark's tongue slipped easily into Zack's mouth. His hands slid the robe off of Zack's body, as Zack began to unbutton Mark's pants. As he unzipped the pants, Zack brushed his hand against the growing bulge in Mark's underwear. This time it was Mark who groaned loudly.
"Let's go into the bedroom," Zack said, as he stood up and, naked, lead Mark to his bedroom.
In the bedroom, Zack stood before his boyfriend, kissing his lips, nibbling his earlobes. He pushed Mark's pants down, and they fell to his ankles. Mark kicked them away. He stood before his lover clad only in a pair of black Calvin Klein boxer-briefs, the outline of his cock apparent through the stretched cotton. Zack ran his hands down Mark's chest, and gently cupped the bulge he found in Mark's underwear, squeezing it, he could feel some precum ooze through the fabric.
Zack sank to his knees, kissing Mark's bare chest as he made his way down. He kissed Mark through the fabric. The wet spot had grown more. Zack traced the outline of Mark's hard cock with his tongue, as Mark ran his hands through his boyfriend's hair. He slid his hands into Mark's underwear and squeezed the smooth, round globes he found there. Before long, Zack had Mark's underwear around his ankles, and Mark kicked those away also.
Mark's cock was finally free. The head glistened with precum. Zack slowly slid his hand up and down the thick shaft, eliciting more juice from the heavy balls that hung below. Gripping Mark at the base, Zack ran his tongue up the underside of Mark's hard, leaking cock. He traced the rim of the head and dipped his tongue into the piss slit to taste the wonderful precum that was flowing freely. His lips shining with the precum, he stood up and kissed his boyfriend again. Pushing him back onto the bed as he did. The two men fell on top of each other on the down comforter, and began their explorations of their bodies once again. Mark rolled Zack off of him onto his back and straddled his chest.
Mark reached down and pinched Zack's nipples, causing the young man to yelp with pleasure. The two men looked each other in the eye, and they could see both the love and the lust for each other burning deep. Zack sat up some as Mark leaned down and the two embraced in another passion-filled kiss. Zack's tongue probed into Mark's mouth. Their hands explored their bodies. It was Mark who broke the kiss.
"Fuck me," he said.
"Anything for you love."
The two men rolled again, and Mark was once again on his back, his head resting gently on the feather pillows. Zack reached into the drawer on the nightstand and pulled out a condom and some lube. As he rolled the condom over his own throbbing cock, he lay his body down so that the two men were touching skin to skin with virtually every exposed part of their bodies. Zack squeezed some lube onto his fingers as Mark spread his legs. Slowly, with deliberate motions, Zack slid one finger into the tight hole of his lover. Mark groaned.
Zack kissed him gently on the lips. He rubbed his finger in and out of Mark's opening. Slowly, he slid a second finger inside. Mark's eyes rolled back in his head a moment before he looked back at Zack and nodded. Zack slid a third finger in. He massaged his lover's prostate with his fingers for a moment, helping Mark get used to the full feeling. Mark spread his legs further, and Zack knew his boyfriend wanted more.
Zack removed his fingers and slid between Mark's legs. In an instant, Mark wrapped his legs around Zack's waist and was pulling his close. As the men continued their feverish kissing, Zack slid the head of his cock just inside of Mark. Mark screamed out as his tight ring gave way, and Zack stopped to let him get used to the feeling once again. When Mark relaxed again, Zack continued to push into him. Inch by inch, he slid his thick, hard cock into Mark's hole, when at last, his pubic hair was crushed against Mark's smooth ass cheeks.
"Make love to me now," Mark said.
Zack smiled as he slowly began to pull his cock out until just the head was inside and he suddenly thrust himself back inside. Mark screamed out in pleasure as Zack began to massage his prostate with his hard cock. He wrapped his legs and his arms around the man he loved and let himself be taken to a place he had never been before.
Zack reached between the two men and gripped Mark's hard, leaking cock in his hand. He began to jerk it in time to his thrusts, varying them as he varied his penetrations. Mark threw his head back and let out a wail to wake the dead. Without warning, his cock exploded, covering the two men in his sticky sweet juice. Zack laid his body completely against him and began to thrust faster and harder, he could feel his balls tighten up and with a final push, he filled the condom inside his boyfriend's ass. As his cock emptied, he collapsed on top of Mark, and once again, the two men shared a sweet kiss.
Zack rolled off of Mark as the two men broke their kiss. Mark put his arm around Zack, who cuddled up against him. Zack rested his hand on Mark's chest. The two lay there, holding each other. Enjoying the feel of each other.
"I love you," Zack said.
"I love you too, my sweet prince," Mark replied, and with that, the new lovers drifted off into sleep, content that tomorrow they could officially begin their life together.
***Well, that's it. I hope you enjoyed it. I appreciate feedback, especially good feedback. Feel free to email me at Braintre1@hotmail.com or visit my own site at http://www.angelfire.com/me4/braintre10 Cheers!!