My Time with Mark

By Edgar Roe

Published on Nov 28, 2019

Gay

The classes became more difficult now, as I continued struggling with algebra 2 and chemistry. If I was supposed to go to college, why was I having so much trouble? While I could rely on the humanities and economics, if these subjects in high school were so arduous, maybe I didn't have what it took. There were nights of tears and slamming the desk I had in my bedroom, and I used to hide from my parents and smoke cigarettes or do whippets to numb the pain. It was a confusing era of my life. While I was excelling at basketball and the track team, along with most other areas, I felt like I was out of sorts and had no place in the world.

Thankfully my friend Mark was my confidante, and he likewise was having trouble in the same subjects. He was very supportive, and considering I had recently lost my virginity to him, it meant a lot to have him being so good to me. In public we were best friends, throwing a football around, or eating large pizzas that didn't affect our athletic lean frames. Once the lock tumbler was engaged, passionate kissing, gratifying blowjobs, and recently not only did he pop my cherry, but I was starting to enjoy being pounded more.

It still hurt a good bit, but I enjoyed pleasing him, as being lost in his green eyes was so truly captivating. What a sexy ginger to kiss with, to rub our hard cocks together, and he recently gave me a jockstrap he wanted me to wear. At first I laughed saying, "isn't this for horse riding and other sports?" He giggled to, but his seductive green eyes, his voice, presence and scent had me wearing them in no time. It felt odd to have my cock and balls secured, with nothing covering my rear end, but in a way this also caused me to be very turned on. Mark kissing me and sliding his fingers on my ass were amazing, and one weekend he came over when my parents were out of town.

Friday night he showed up with vodka and weed, and it felt so good getting high and buzzing with him on the back deck. We eventually went inside the house, and started to kiss immediately. With anticipation I felt my cock fully engorge, and tongues dancing with purpose, I reached into his pants to feel his throbbing penis. Wow I always love how it felt in my hands, along with his low hanging egg shaped gigantic balls. They were so sensitive, and with gentle massaging the precum from them would ooze out as he moaned. His cock and balls fascinated me, and having him stroke my unit was a pleasure that was always stress relieving.

I kissed his sex, going up and down his manhood in my mouth. Using as much saliva as I could muster, the precum off of my lips was everywhere. He was grinding his teeth and his eyes rolling up, as I went down on him with purposeful passion and to get him harder and harder. A month previous him cumming in my mouth was a big deal, but with the jockstrap on, I knew he wanted to fuck me. He certainly was toying with my rear end, and a lubed up finger sent me a clear message to get ready. I felt like a bitch doing it, but I felt compelled to bend over for him, and he put lube on as he fingered me. Surprisingly it felt very good, and I was quite relaxed instead of a nervous person. Being more focused on his pleasure, my ass did relax and he slid in me with a bit of pizzaz. It was quicker than expected, but he hasn't cum in a few days, and I was eager to feel him explode inside me.

This time I stayed erect, and eventually started to ride him. Kissing him looking in his eyes, and having his balls on my ass were fantastic. It only hurt for a couple minutes, but finally I felt more than just pressure inside my back door. Now I felt a pleasant sensation, and started to ride him, my balls directly above his, which I gently massaged. On this night it couldn't have been more than five minutes, and I discovered riding a big dick like his, is best when on my stomach or lying on my back. His cock pushed through and away, and soon I was pushed in the upright position to bottom. This was challenging at first, but waves of pleasure kept feeding my hormonal chest. Marks kissing and body tightening suggested he was going to blow his stack soon. I managed to grab his balls and felt the sweat and everything draining out, as he topped from beginning to end, things were much more steamy. His juicy treat was magic to my me, and I could finally spend time getting his opinions on how to improve while kissing and hugging the man I was starting to have feelings for.

Next: Chapter 7


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