Mark

MARK (t/t)

Copyright BC Dude, 1998 bc_dude@hotmail.com

WARNING -- What's the point! GAY SEX

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Mark

by BC Dude

Chapter 5

The school swim team was doing real well that year and we had a good chance to win the fall regional High School swim competition that would be held in the next city, about 50 miles away. Mark and I were pretty good in the 200 meter breast stroke, and we were also part of our really hot 2,000 meter relay team. The host school was arranging accommodation in the homes of other students. I wasn't really looking forward to that part, neither was Mark. Bad enough we'd be split up for the weekend, but worse, we'd have to put up with some family with parents trying to be "super hosts" and some nerd kid from the local school.

We arrived in mid-evening to a scene of total confusion at the host High School. Fucking people, buses, noise, and some poor host swim coach who kept blowing his whistle to no avail. Somehow, the other kids on our team slowly dispersed with one family after another. Finally, Mark and I were the only ones left from our group that hadn't been assigned.

That's when we saw him. This gorgeous knock out dude came over to us with the host coach.

"Are you guys Jim and Mark?" he asked.

"I'm Jim, this is Mark," I replied.

"Okay guys, this is Tyler, the captain of our swim team" the coach continued. "You'll both be staying at his place. We don't normally put two guests in with the same host but we're running a bit short of space and they have a huge house. I'm sure you'll enjoy staying at his place."

We shook hands with Tyler and he led us away.

I was busy eyeing Tyler up and down, and I'm sure Mark was doing the same. This kid was just incredible. I guessed he was probably 17, about 6 foot, a natural swimmers build, sun bleached blonde hair cut short, and a look I could kill for. I couldn't help but wonder what was under those clothes.

"So how come your parents aren't here?" Mark asked as we walked into the parking lot.

"Oh, mom and dad are away for the weekend. I guess I'll be the host."

"And the school is letting us stay there without adult supervision?" I asked.

"Yeah, well ... I guess they kinda trust me," Tyler replied with a bit of a sly grin. "Besides, my dad is the chairman of the local school board."

"Oh, I see. Pulling rank, eh?" Mark said.

"Well, not really. They don't know that mom and dad are away. Dad got called out of town on an emergency and mom went with him. That just happened this afternoon. Besides, they're short of hosts."

"What does your dad do?" I asked.

"He's the CEO of one of the local banks and some big fucking client snapped his fingers, so dad and half his staff had to go kiss ass. Something about financing a new pulp mill or something like that. Here's the car."

I'm not sure if my jaw hit the ground before Marks. The kid just stopped at a brand fucking new BMW.

"Hey, your dad's got good taste," I tried to say casually. "I like his taste in cars."

"Thanks, but he has a boat Cadillac. This is mine."

"No shit?" Mark said.

"Yeah, I had to kiss ass big time to talk him into it, but he finally agreed. Of course the payments are kinda high."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I get to drive it only if I keep my straight `A' average and never get into any trouble."

"Hmmmmmmm," both Mark and I said.

We were out of the parking lot and zipping down one street and then another. The next thing we knew we were in the country, in an area of 5 to 10 acre mini estates... or mini ranches, or something. A few minutes later we pulled into this lane that wound between the trees and then into a clearing.

"Holy SHIT!" both Mark and I said as the house came into view.

Tyler pulled into the four car garage and we grabbed our stuff and headed into the house. Mark and I would be sharing a guest room with twin beds. We dumped our stuff and Tyler showed us the rest of the house. I guess the `media' room caught our eye with the huge 72 inch TV. Then the sauna, hot tub, weight room, and 50 meter pool, complete with retractable roof! This was gonna be some weekend!

Tyler explained the schedule for the weekend, when we had to be at the school pool, and the little party he had planned for Saturday night. My head was spinning with the possibilities of the weekend in this incredible house and with Tyler. I felt my cock jump a little.

The door bell sounded and Tyler announced that supper had arrived.

"Supper? It's already 9 pm!" Mark said.

"Yeah, well, I figured you guys would want something for a snack. I'll be right back," Tyler said as he headed for the front door. A few moments later he came back and led us into the kitchen carrying four huge bags of Chinese.

'Supper' was just that, a snack, if you consider about twenty different things a snack.

"Fuck, I'm stuffed," Tyler said as he pushed himself away from the table and started to clean up.

"Yeah, no shit Tyler. I'm glad you didn't order a real meal!" Mark said as we started to help clean up.

"You guys up for a swim, hot tub, or wanna veg and watch TV?" Tyler asked.

"Maybe a swim later, but for now just roll me into the TV room!" I said.

"Sounds good to me," Mark added.

Tyler led us into the TV room and flicked it on. "What you guys want to watch? Movie? TV show? Video? Got some great new porn stuff dad just got."

"Whatever," I said. "You decide."

Tyler grabbed a video and stuffed it in the machine. "Let's try this. If you don't like it, I'll take it out."

The huge screen came alive, and the unmistakable opening scenes of a porno flick started. Mark and I caught a quick glimpse of each other and sat down in a comfortable love seat. Tyler plopped down in a recliner and got comfortable. The movie didn't look all that bad, there were two young dudes and a very attractive girl in the opening scene. Obviously not a gay movie, but then there was gonna be some guy action anyway. I wondered if Tyler was gay and testing us, or if he was straight and this was just a movie. I'm sure Mark was thinking the same.

The movie continued with several hot scenes, one guy and the girl together while the other guy beat off, then both guys going at the girl, then the girl giving each a blow job.

All three of us had obvious bulges in our pants and none of us were trying to hide the fact. I wanted so much to reach over and touch Mark, take him in my arms and have some fun, but I still didn't know how Tyler would react. So I sat there and kept to myself. Tyler was slowly rubbing his rod through his pants, nothing real serious, but not exactly ignoring himself either.

The movie finished and all three of us were still hard, hot, but still very solo.

Tyler clicked the remote and the TV screen went dark. "Man that was hot! You guys ready for a swim to cool down?"

"I guess," Mark replied.

"Sure, why not?" I added.

Tyler got up, a huge tent in front of him and said, "Follow me," and led us to the pool.

"I usually swim in the buff, but if you guys want to wear a swim suit that's okay too."

With that he pulled off his shirt and dropped his pants. His hard six inch cock bounced up as his pants released it. He turned and dove into the pool. Mark and I looked at each other and gave each other a look that said we wouldn't be out done and followed suit.

Tyler didn't just surface a few yards out, he kept going, and going... He was already on his fourth lap when we got the message he was planning to get serious about swimming laps. Mark and I started doing laps too.

Ten laps later Tyler was still going strong and we were now swimming three abreast. After another ten laps it was an all out race but no one managed to develop any kind of lead. At thirty laps the pace had slowed slightly but we were still going at it. If anyone managed to pull ahead slightly, the other two would find the strength to close in and pass the leader. Now it wasn't a case of who would win, but rather who would quit first.

On about lap forty, Tyler found a burst of strength and pulled ahead by at least two lengths, touched the wall and stopped dead. Three strokes later Mark and I were turning, preparing for the next lap when Tyler grabbed us and brought us to a stop.

"Enough, I win for speed, you guys win for endurance," Tyler gasped.

Neither Mark or I argued the point.

"Ready for the Hot Tub?" Tyler asked.

Mark and I gasped an approval.

Tyler led us to from the pool to the Hot Tub and we collapsed into the warm, swirling water.

"Damn you guys are good," Tyler offered. "No one on my team can keep up to me like that. Our team may be in trouble."

"Thanks man, you're pretty good too. Hope we don't have to swim against you tomorrow," Mark replied.

We talked for about an hour before Tyler finally suggested it was time to call it a night since we had to be at the school at 8 a.m. We helped Tyler shut things down, picked up our clothes from the deck where we had dropped them and headed for bed. Mark and I went to our room and closed the door.

Finally in the privacy of our room we embraced and fell onto the closest bed.

We had kept ourselves apart in the Hot Tub cause we still didn't know for sure exactly how Tyler would react. He had really done nothing to hint that he liked to get it on with guys and his hard on after the movie wasn't really any indication one way or the other. But there was no question about what my hard on meant

now!

Mark and I were in a 69 in seconds and I eagerly swallowed his hard and throbbing cock. I pulled the foreskin all the way back with one hand as I went to work on his shaft. Mark's hips were bucking in seconds. I released his skin and it slid forward and covered my tongue. I slowly circled his cock head with my tongue. Mark always loved it when I would stick my tongue between his cock head and foreskin and lick around the head in circles. It would drive him crazy.

"Oh God, Jim, yeah! Oh yeah," Mark groaned as his hands landed on my buns and a finger slid down my crack and started to play with my puckered hole. I did my best to swallow Mark's cock all the way down and slid a finger over his balls and into his love tunnel. Mark started bucking like crazy as he fucked my mouth. With each thrust his cock went deeper into my mouth and his balls, still hanging very loose from the hot tub, were slapping against my nose as my finger went deeper and deeper into him. I moved my finger around to search for his prostate and I sure knew when I found it.

With each stroke of his prostate his whole body would shake and his hips would force his cock as deep into my throat as it would go. Mark was groaning and sucking me like a mad man. I increased the tempo of my assault on his prostate and I could feel his cock getting bigger and harder with each touch. The taste of his pre cum flooded my mouth and I sucked harder and harder. His ass had clamped down hard on my finger and I could feel every muscle in his body tense with the pleasure and the excitement. Finally, with one last thrust he drove home and froze. I felt his cock pulse in time with the contractions on my finger and his hot cum was shooting straight down my throat.

I had been so involved in Marks orgasm I hadn't noticed that I was also on the edge and I found my hips were busy fucking Mark's face too. Mark moved his finger one last time and I lost it. I blasted five good shots down Mark's throat and then we collapsed on the bed. We turned around and pulled the covers up.

"Hey you guy's, lets move it!" a voice sounded at the door.

"Huh ... oh ... yeah, okay," Mark mumbled.

"Breakfast is ready when you are," Tyler said and we heard him walking away.

"Holy fuck, Jim, thank God he didn't open the door!"

"Yeah, I guess we better get up before he comes back."

Mark and I quickly showered and joined Tyler in the kitchen for breakfast.

"Sleep well?" Tyler asked as we walked in.

"Yeah, after that swim and then the hot tub, we were just dead," I said.

Tyler smiled, "Good, let's eat up and get going."

We quickly ate and headed back to the school.

The school was more organized confusion like the previous day. Somehow things worked out and our team managed to win every event and quickly moved to the finals. Tyler's team wasn't doing well, but Tyler won all of his events and was the only member of his team to end up in the finals.

Fortunately, neither Mark or myself had to swim against him since we were in different events and we would all be swimming for gold in the final events on Sunday. We were back at Tyler's house by supper time.

Tyler had another huge 'snack' arranged for us and we had just cleaned up the mess when the first people started to arrive for the little party. By the time everyone was there, there were about thirty kids. Probably about twenty guys and ten girls.

Although Tyler announced that swim suits were optional in the pool, no one took him up on the offer. There was the usual stuff going on. Some kids were in the pool or hot tub, some were playing pool, some just hung around and talked and munched on the food. There was a good supply of booze available but to my amazement, no one was drinking any amount.

Later in the evening some of the guys found the porn movies, although I suspect that Tyler had left them around to be found, and soon enough a good crowd had gathered in front of the big screen TV to watch. Some of the couples were soon quite involved with each other and most of the single guys had very obvious bulges in their pants. It wasn't long before a few couples disappeared into the other rooms, but the remaining couples started to get it on right there. Both Mark and I were a little shocked at first but it was soon just part of the overall show. Besides, they were so lost in their love making I don't think they really noticed anyone watching anyway.

The guy sitting closest to me was really getting into the scene and he had a good sized wet spot on his pants from pre cum.

"Fuck this is hot," Chad said as he opened his pants and pulled out his cock and started to stroke it.

That seemed to be the catalyst. Within minutes the rest of the guys, including Mark and myself, were nude and jerking like crazy. Tyler was on the floor not far from us and I watched his body as he laid there and stroked that beautiful cock of his. Mark was on the other side of me and he was busy with his meat as well.

It seemed pretty clear that this must have happened a few times before at these parties, but none of the guys were playing with each other. They were just watching the action, and there was sure action everywhere, and beating their meat.

Five minutes or so went by ehen the first guy to cum made a big show of it.

"I'm cuming!" he announced as long ropes of cum shot from his dick and criss crossed his chest and stomach.

During the next few minutes there was a constant stream of announcements as someone else blew their load.

The movie ended and people cleaned up, got dressed and started to leave. By midnight, everyone was gone leaving the three of us.

Tyler started to clean the place up and we gave him a hand. He hadn't pulled on any clothes yet and we followed suit.

"Tyler, I gotta ask," Mark said.

"Yeah, what?"

"I don't get it. You have this great place, your parents leave you alone, you have a party, it doesn't get out of hand, nothing gets broken, no one gets drunk, you show porno movies, there's a wild circle jerk in your TV room while a few couples fuck their brains out, everyone leaves at a reasonable hour, then you wander around the house nude cleaning up the place with two strangers in the place!"

"Oh, is that all," Tyler quipped with a grin. "Well, there used to be a few guys that tried to take advantage of the place but I don't invite them any more and I've made it clear that people either keep it cool or they won't get invited either. I kinda grew up with all these guys and we've had circle jerks for years. As for the other part, my family belong to a local nudist club and it doesn't bother me in the least to be nude around people. But, if you're uncomfortable, I'll put on some clothes."

"No, that's okay," I said. "We were just wondering."

"Well, I figured it would be okay cause I notice you guys don't have a tan line so I figured you were nudists too."

Both Mark and me turned a little red when we realized how obvious our lack of tan line was and how obvious some of the guy's tan lines were.

It was getting kind of late by the time we finished cleaning up so we decided to skip the Hot Tub and head straight to bed. Tyler said he would call us at 7 a.m.

Mark and I were a little tired from the day and snuggled a bit before drifting off to sleep.

I had to get up for a piss around 6 and when I came back to the bed Mark snuggled up against me. I could feel his hard cock poking between my cheeks and he moved an arm over me and started to play with my cock. I reached into my bag and got the lube.

Mark rolled me over on my back and lifted my legs to his shoulders. He greased up his cock and my ass and had just slipped inside me when there was a knock at the door and Tyler stepped into the room.

"Breakf... HOLY SHIT! You're a couple of fucking FAGS!"

Tyler turned and slammed the door as he left the room.

The mood had been kinda destroyed so we got up, showered, and went out to the kitchen.

Tyler glared at us.

"Okay," Tyler started. "It's my fault for breaking in and I shouldn't have done that. But I can't stand QUEERS. Your breakfast is on the table. Eat up and I'll take you back to the school."

We ate in silence. The ride back to the school was pretty icy too.

As the day wore on we imagined that guys from the home team were looking at us, but seemed to look away as soon as we looked at them. Then we even noticed that some of our own team was becoming less than friendly. By the end of the day, we felt like shit. Even winning our events and getting the gold medals didn't lift our spirits.

The ride home in the bus was less than pleasant too. There were far more seats than kids and somehow we ended up sitting by ourselves. There wasn't anyone within four rows of us.

Back at our own school the crowd headed for their cars or waiting parents. I heard one guy say something about 'sweethearts' as we left the parking lot.

"Fuck Mark, do you think Tyler told the world he caught us fucking?"

"Kinda looks that way..."

"What are we gonna do?"

"What CAN we do?"

"Do you think it would do any good to deny it?"

"Not likely. By Monday everybody in the school is gonna hear about it."

"I guess we're fucked then."

"Yeah."

"Mark?"

"Yeah?"

"Well if we're fucked anyway, wanna come over and we'll do it for real?"

Mark looked at me for a second, his eyes burned into mine, he smiled and I melted. Suddenly the world didn't seem so black.

Mark stayed the night with me. For some reason my parents didn't even question it. I think it was that night as we comforted each other that I finally realized what had been missing in our friendship. Mark wasn't just my friend and fuck buddy, I was in love with him. I wanted to spend my life with him. Somehow the cruelties of the world didn't seem important when we were together. I searched for the words, how to tell him I loved him. Then fear set in and I held him even tighter. I was afraid he might not feel the same about me. What if he didn't? Would he be scared off? I'd lose him too!

In the end, I said nothing and we slept in each others arms.

School was hell on Monday. All day I could feel eyes on me. A snicker here and there, the odd strange word or noise from an unseen person. Yup, word had gotten around. At swim practice the coach intercepted us at the entrance to the change rooms and ushered us into his office. He made it clear that he would miss us but for the good of the team he had no choice but to ask us to quit. He didn't care if it was true or not. The rumors would be enough to make the other kids feel uncomfortable to be around us.

We left the school and went home.

My house was closest and we ended up there. I was surprised to see my dad's car in the driveway.

"Hi dad, you're home early. Not feeling well?"

"No Jim, we need to talk. Mark, you need to hear this too."

"Yes Sir," Mark replied, looking just a bit apprehensive.

"Okay guys, here's the short and the long of it. Your coach called me and told me what was going on. I've suspected for some time this was the case and now you've been caught."

"That was fast," I said. "We only just left the school!"

"Oh no, he phoned me yesterday from the swim meet."

"You've known since then?"

"Yeah, you guys didn't look like you wanted to talk last night so I figured it could wait until today."

"What about Mark's dad? Did the coach phone him too?"

"Yeah. The coach phoned him first and he nearly went ballistic. I think Mark would have been here last night even if he had gone home."

"So now what?"

"I don't know for sure, Jim. I know one thing. You are my son and I love you no matter what. And Mark is a good kid and I love him too. We'll work this out together."

Both Mark and I had tears running down our faces and dad came over to me and gave me a big hug. We just stood there, holding each other. Mark was alone in his chair. I looked at him and there was a small boy sitting by himself, sobbing into his hands. Dad seemed to notice and motioned Mark to come over to us. Mark slowly got up and joined our family hug.

"Okay guys, I'm meeting Mark's dad tonight. You guys will have to look after yourselves for awhile. And I think Jim's mother is waiting to talk to you too."

Dad left after another big hug and Mark and I went into the kitchen to talk to my mom.

Mom had supper waiting for us and chatted as we ate. Mom really had about the same things to say as dad and told us that no matter what, she loved me and Mark. She told us we had been good kids and the fact that we were gay was no reason to stop loving. She also made a few vague references to her own youth in the hippie 60's and if she learned anything from those times, it was to accept people as people, no matter what. Mom made a few passing comments about not having grandchildren from me, but there were other brothers and sisters for that.

As Mark and I headed up to my room after supper mom called after us. "And I guess you two can stop that silly game with the air mattress and sleeping bag!"

Mark and I turned, a little surprised at the comment and noted a big smile on mom's face. Mark and I started to giggle, then laugh so hard we had to sit down on the stairs to regain our composure.

"That's better," mom said. "I'd much rather see you two laughing than dragging around here with those long faces!" She turned and went back into the kitchen.

I heard dad come in late, real late, but he didn't come up to our room. He just went to bed.

"I guess we'll hear about it tomorrow," I whispered into Mark's ear.

"Yeah, I wonder how my dad is taking this."

"We'll find out tomorrow."

We snuggled together and drifted off.

Dad knocked on our door early, real early.

"Sorry guys, I've got an early meeting and I can't miss it. So you better get up and come down to the kitchen and I'll tell you about Mark's mom and dad."

Dad was sipping coffee when we came into the kitchen.

"Okay guys, here it is. Mark, your dad is really bent out of shape, and so is your mother. They're having a hard time dealing with this but they told me to tell you that they love you and the problem is theirs not yours. I talked them into getting some counseling on how to deal with this and they are going to do it. They want you to call them tonight. They wanted me to be sure and tell you they do love you and want to work this out."

"Thanks sir," Mark said.

"Hey, no thanks necessary. It's no more than I would do for my own son, or son-in-law."

The words hit me like being hit on the head with a club, 'son-in-law.' I had never thought of it that way before and neither had Mark, judging from the expression on his face. This was new territory to us.

Dad finished his coffee and headed out for his meeting while Mark and I finished breakfast and headed for school.

The whispers and cat calls were still there but somehow it didn't seem as bad as Monday. A few people actually talked to us. Nothing about sex, or being gay, just small talk. Dave and Mike saw us a few times but kept their distance. I guess they were afraid of getting the same treatment and we understood. There was no reason to put them through the same hell we were going through.

That evening Mark phoned home and decided to go home and talk in person. I asked if he wanted me to come but he indicated he figured it would be best to do it alone.

Mark returned a few hours later, looking none the worse for the meeting. If anything he looked pretty good. Too good, I couldn't wait to get my arms around him! Then I remembered I could do that now and gave him a big hug right in front of my parents and my brother and sister.

"How'd it go?" I asked.

"Actually, pretty good. Dad is having a hard time dealing with my sexuality, but we got along fine. We talked a long time and I think they understand that this is the way I am and they kinda accept that. Dad said to say hello to you and that he doesn't hate you, but he'd rather you didn't come over for a while."

"Sounds pretty good to me," I said.

"Yeah, we're going to see that counselor tomorrow night," Mark added.

"Let's go get our homework done and get to bed," I said.

Mark smiled and headed for the stairs.

I could hear mom and dad talking as we left and Rob my brother and Jess my sister hounding them with questions. I grinned as the door to my... our room closed.

"What's with the silly grin?" Mark asked.

"Oh, just thinking. I'm glad it's mom and dad down there with Rob and Jess."

Mark suddenly got the same silly grin.

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