Hello everyone, just wanted to say thanks to everyone who he emailed me. Sorry about the typos in the last chapter. I was in a hurry to post it and sent the unedited file. To make up for this I included a very important scene in this chapter. Just a reminder that Nsync is not gay and that you need to be 18 to read this.
A special thanks to JC who has helped me make the two biggest decisions of my life. You are what I call a true friend and with out you there would be no "Unconditional Love". I highly recommended to everyone that they read JC's story "Jason and JC".
Stories I think are worth your time to checkout:
Search and Rescue Lottery Winner Lance in Shining Armour Model Romance Jason and JC Nick and the Altos Retreat Beneath it All The Fragile My surprise Romance Route 66 Just Together My New Life Home Studio in the Country Anypath Hold the Pickle Interludes Jamie's Romance Anything written or endorsed by Billy Burrew Mile High Meeting Anything written by Kenitra
Just remember that this is purely written for entertainment. Let me know what you think. Email me at mem@eurekanet.com or icq at 37279278.
I ask that everyone who reads this says a prayer for my friend Christine. Last summer she went off the pill so that she could start a family. In September she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. She had to have a complete hysterectomy and started on chemo. She has had several setbacks, the latest being the cancer is back. Even though she was on chemo a tumor grew from nothing to the size of an egg in 4 months. I do not want to lose another friend this way. Christine this chapter is for you.
Unconditional Love, Chapter 4
Thursday October 19, 2000
"Mark, James you need to get up." Holly said.
"I'm up, and going on what I feel pressing against my leg Mark is up."
"Too much info. Well I am going to wake Jason and JC. You can work on getting Mark up."
"Markydoodle, time to get up." James said as he blew into my ear.
"I'm up, now stop that or I'll never go down."
"That wouldn't be so bad, would it?"
"No it wouldn't and by the way who told you my nickname."
"Holly told me, she said your mom always called you that. I hope you don't mind."
"It's really weird hearing it. That was the first time I have been called that since my mom died. I liked it." I added with a grin.
"Is it ok if I call you Markydoodle."
"Only if I can call you Poofoo."
"I have been called worst."
"Well then Poofoo, you need to brush you have morning breath." I teased.
"And you have morning wood, but you do not hear me complaining." he returned.
I showered while James brushed his teeth and shaved. I being the modest person I am wore my boxers into the shower room. As I exited James was waiting on me wearing nothing. For now all you need to know is that he had a truly amazing body. I slapped him on the ass as we passed each other. Damn it felt so tight, I could probably bounce a quarter off it. We finished up and left the bathroom to get dressed. Jason and JC were waiting for the bathroom. Even with bed head, JC was fine as ever. We quickly got dressed and went downstairs to eat.
"Holly, have the kids already left for school?"
"Yes, all they talked about was finally being able to tell everyone about meeting Nsync. Jason said something about auctioning his bed on ebay. He figures the bed Justin slept in should fetch top dollar."
"You're kidding right?" James asked.
"Yeah, they are really good kids. Who are glad they made some new friends. That is how they are going to tell people about you."
"What do you mean?" I inquired.
"Well, they are not interested in getting new friends because they 'HUNG OUT WITH NSYNC'. They just plan to tell people about their new friends; Justin, James, Josh, Chris, and Joey." Holly explained.
Just then in walked JC and Jason. Holly told them to make themselves at home. She told them where the cereal and everything else was. Holly excused herself so she could get ready for work. We all ate some Coco Peebles and some fruit. I told Jason and JC our plans to drive to Goshen, Indiana and have dinner at a friends house and to stay the night. Then on to Chicago in the morning. They asked about my friend and all I told them is that they would love her and that she would feel familiar to them. We finished up our breakfast and packed the our things up. I was about to face the toughest moment of my life, saying goodbye to Holly. We loaded the truck and were ready to get started.
"Holly, I hate to sound rude but where the hell is your makeup?" I said trying to lighten the mood.
"I didn't want the tears to ruin it."
"We will still be able to talk to each other and email."
"I know, but I will miss seeing you all the time. The kids will miss the sleepovers at Uncle Mark's house."
"I will miss you to, and the kids. Hell I feel liked I helped to raise them they were at my place so much."
"You take good care of my baby brother." Holly said pointing to James.
"I will" James said wiping a tear from his cheek.
"And you take good care of my little girl. I will be back after her as soon as I get settled."
With that we hugged and I climbed into my truck. James had to drive as I was a little too emotional. As we started west on 64 towards route 23 we spotted Trevor's car. As we pulled along side we could see Justin driving, Brittany laughing hysterically, and Trevor doing his best 'Oops I did it Again' dance. Nothing like that to lift your spirits.
"Somebody should moon them." Jason said.
"Jason case you haven't noticed they are on our side of the car. So it is up to you or me to moon them. I just do not feel like doing it...... all by myself, so lets double moon them." I said.
In one swift motion we both had our ass cheeks pressed to the glass. Justin started to blow his horn (and probably his wad). As we approached their exit we motioned them over to the side of the road. We told them to be careful and to call us when they made it to the "HOME". Brittany made some comment about how cute my ass was and that she wished I played for her team. We drove on towards Columbus. As we started around the bypass I started to read these banners hanging from the over passes. The first one said 'Mark did you', then the second one read 'think that I', and the third 'would let you', then the fourth 'leave with out', and finally the last 'saying goodbye, call me TJ'. Since he was driving, James did not see them. And since they were deep into a conversation, neither did Jason or JC see them.
"James can I use you phone, I need to make a quick call."
"Here, talk as long as you like"
I dialed his number, "TJ I got your message. You're where? Well I am not alone. Let me ask. Guys, a friend of mine who lives here in Columbus wants me to meet him for lunch. They say its cool as long as you're buying. Ok, we should be there in about fifteen minutes."
"Where are we meeting him?" JC asked.
"At Cookers, it is really good. This is the exit I believe."
"Who is this friend?" James asked with a slight hint of jealousy.
"I hired him last year at the store. It was quite comical how he was hired. We normally only handout applications when we are hiring but one day one of the female employees bolted up the stairs of the office asking me for an application. She begged me to hire this guy, or as she said hunk. At the time I had no openings but kept his application on file. About a month later I called him in for an interview and he was away on vacation (senior trip to the beach). His mom called everyday begging me to hold the job for him. He left early to come in for an interview. It was then that I saw what my cashier was talking about. James, I think you have incredible eyes, but wait until you see TJ's. He is one of the best looking men I have ever seen. He has only one flaw, he is straight."
"How do you think he will respond to us?" JC asked.
"You should not have a problem, for a straight person he has great gaydar. So do not hide it from him. You can trust him to. He is a great kid. One of the best employees I have. James the restaurant should be somewhere in this plaza."
James found the restaurant and quickly parked. We all put on our ball caps and sunglasses. We entered the restaurant and I quickly spotted TJ. He approached me and gave me a hug.
"Let me introduce everyone. TJ this is James, Josh , and Jason. Guys this is TJ."
We were quickly seated and had ordered our food. TJ explained to me how he heard I was leaving. I was pretty sure he had no idea who James and Josh were. We chatted about this and that until the meal had ended.
"So which of you are dating?" TJ asked shocking the piss out of all of us.
"I told you he has great gaydar." I said.
James looked at me and said "Mark and I have been dating for a few days now."
"And we have been dating for about a month now." Jason added.
"So is anyone else in Nsync gay?"
I looked at James who looked at JC who looked at me. "I am telling you this only because you are a friend of Mark's, I feel that if Mark trust you as a friend, than I can to. Justin has been dating a friend of Mark's named Trevor for a few weeks now." James said.
"Guys I am cool with this, and you have nothing to fear." TJ stated.
We said our goodbyes and left. As we got into the car the conversation turned to TJ.
"Damn Mark, that was one fine looking guy." Jason said.
"I agree with Mark, his eyes are better than Scoops." JC said jokingly.
"I would definitely stamp his ass 'Grade A Approved'." said James.
"He is also a good friend of Trevor's, so I am sure you will see him again sometime."
I drove on towards our destination. As we drove pass the entrance to the airport at Fort Wayne I heard a chuckle from James. Then we repeated the words that began our relationship.
begin dream sequence
"Are you ok?"
"I think I am, but I have a splitting headache."
"James Bass, sorry I ran into you."
"Mark Hawkins, and I believe I was the one who was running."
end dream sequence
James entwined his fingers in mine and leaned his body against mine. I heard Jason make some comment about us having a 'moment'. James and I both pointed out some local sites as we passed them. As we approached my hometown I showed the guys my high school, the first place I made out, where I use to work. We drove into town around 4 o'clock. We were a little early so I decided to take the guys by the park. The guys were in awe over the little flower garden that was at the entrance to the park. I was looking at the names inscribed on the stones when I suddenly found hers.
"I found it" I said.
"Found what?" James inquired.
"My mom's stone. They had just started this park when my mom and dad moved from here. They were selling these stones, mom wanted one but never got around to buying it. So after she died I bought one for her. And there it is."
James walked up behind me and put his chin on my shoulder and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"You really loved her?"
"More than anyone knows."
We walked around the garden and I pointed out names of some of the people I knew. It was getting chilly out and the sun was setting so we got in the truck and head to Jo's house. I pulled into the drive and no sooner than I turned off the truck a middle-aged woman ran out to greet us. She ran up to me and gave me a big hug.
"Mark who are these friends you brought with you?"
"Jo, why don't you introduce yourself."
She went around the truck to the side the guys were climbing out of. "Hi I am Josephine Fatone, but you can call me Jo for short."
They were speechless. Then I heard Jason introduce himself. I walked around the truck to join everyone. When I got there, JC and James were giggling like two schoolgirls.
"And those two are James and JC, you know your fellow bandmates" I said laughing at the three of them.
I had always kidded Jo about her name. At one time I had convinced Kristen I knew the real Joey Fatone. Jo invited us in and got us all a drink.
"Mark always told me he knew Lance but never mentioned any of the rest of you."
JC looked at his watch and said, "well he has known me for about 24 hours now."
"So Jason what is your connection with Nsync?"
"He manages our special projects and appearances." JC said trying to give a cover as to why Jason would be there.
"Yeah he came along with us, we are taping a Oprah Christmas special next week." James stated.
"So do you guys want to eat in or go to Charlie's for dinner?" Jo asked.
"Who is Charlie?" Jason asked.
"Charlie is a restaurant, not a person. Jo do they still have all you can eat fish?"
"Yes, or at least the did the last time we ate there."
"Sounds great to, how about it Jason." JC asked.
"Fine with me, as long as there isn't a mob."
"It usually isn't that busy, so there shouldn't be a problem." Jo added.
Jo chose to drive us. I do not know how but I ended up between JC and James in the backseat. We arrived at the restaurant and quickly took a booth in the corner. As I sat in a chair at the head of the table, I saw a few people that I recognized, but was left alone. Thankfully the waitress was an older lady who did not recognize the guys. We all had the all-you-can-eat fish.
"Daddy when did you get here." I heard from beside me as I was enjoying a nice piece of peanut butter pie. I dropped my fork and nearly dumped the pie in my lap, James spit tea across the table, as Jason and JC sat motionless.
"Hi Brandon, where is your mommy at." I asked as I turned to the child.
"Over there." he said pointing in the corner.
James got up and quickly left the table, Jo had the "please explain what the hell is going on" look, while Jason and JC sat playing with their food.
"Let's go find her." I said picking Brandon up.
I quickly found Samantha sitting there with whom I assumed to be her boyfriend. I sat Brandon down and grabbed Sam by her arm and started to drag her outside so we could talk. Her friend got up and proceeded to follow us.
"I'd advise you to stay here." I told him.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing telling him I am his father?" I confronted her when we had stepped outside.
"You are his father." she answered.
"Sam, are you forgetting that you have to have sex in order to have a kid?"
"Well, you are the closest thing he has to father."
"Well if his mother had not turned into a whore, maybe she would have known who the real father is." I responded, my temperature rising.
"I can't fucking believe you. You called me a whore. I am going to tell everyone that you're gay." she retorted, growing angry herself.
"Go ahead, I am not the same shy kid who left this town five years ago. My friends and family already know anyway."
"I bet you're not out to Steve yet, are you?"
"That isn't any of your business." I replied, storming back into the building, leaving her standing outside. I stopped by the bathroom to get myself under control. As I was washing my face, I heard a muffled cry in the stall. I looked under the door to see James's feet.
"James what's wrong?" I called as I knocked on the stall. He slid over the lock and I pushed the door open.
"What's wrong?" he responded in a injured tone. "How can you act so dumb?"
"James, that isn't my son. I dated his mom a long time ago, but she went phsyco on me. I broke up with here and she turned into the town whore." I explained as I sat on his knee and put my arm around his neck. "She had Brandon and for awhile I treated him like my son. That is, until I heard rumors as to who his father might be."
"And who was that?" he asked, looking me in the eyes for the first time since he had left the table.
"Did you think he looked like me?" I asked.
"Yeah. He does."
"When my brother and I were younger, people thought we were twins. To this day, some people still get us confused. I heard he fathered Brandon. And it does kinda seem logical, since Brandon looks so much like me."
"Why haven't you told me about your brother?"
"Because he's a homophobic bastard. He is the only one in my family who doesn't know that I'm gay." I answered. After sitting staring at each other, I spoke up again. "Are you okay now?"
"Yeah, thanks." he returned with a smile. I gave him kiss before pulling him back out of the stall.
James washed his face and we joined the others at the table where I explained to the others what happened. We finished up desert and I paid the bill. We went back to Jo's and had another drink. We said our good-byes and headed to our hotel.
We decided to stay at the Goshen Inn. I went in and registered for a 2-bedroom suite. The hotel had a nice club that I figured we would hit later that night. We went to our rooms and quickly cleaned up.
"So Mark, what is there to do here?" Jason asked.
"There is a club here in the hotel, this is a college town so I am sure there will be lots of cute frat boys there." I answered with a grin.
"Oh, frat boys!" James squealed. "Let's go."
"James, it's ok to look at the menu, as long as you eat at home." I informed, poking him in the side.
"Is that an invitation?" he asked.
"Bass, party of one." I replied, imitating a maitre-de.
"I think we need to get going before you two start having hot monkey sex." JC stated as he opened the door.
We went to the club and found a table. Jason and I went to the bar to order some drinks and on turning around with the drinks in hand, we ran right into my brother. He is a white version of Lonnie and he towered over the both of us.
"Hi Steve." I said, half-uneasy.
"Hey, faggot." he answered.
"What was that?" I asked, making sure I heard him right.
"You heard me, you fucking faggot. Is this your boyfriend?" he returned, poking Jason in the chest.
"Oh, I take it Sam talked to you. And no, he's not my boyfriend." I answered, pushing Steve's hand off of Jason.
"Oh I see. So he's one of your fuck buddies then."
"Mark let's go," Jason interrupted. "Leave the narrow-minded bigot alone."
"I'll show you the meaning of bigot." Steve said taking a swing at Jason. Jason ducked in time and socked Steve in the stomach. I jumped on his back before he had a chance to retaliate. He threw me off and went straight after Jason again. James and JC, seeing what was going on, rushed up grabbed him as Jason took another swing. Steve spun on his heels and fell flat on his face. As some of Steve's friends dragged him away, James came over and checked on me. I was okay, except for having the wind knocked out of me. I could hear the police cars pulling up outside.
"James, you and JC should go to the room, the police are here." I told him.
"Ok, but we witnessed him start it." James answered with worry.
"I know, but he's family. I'll just get the cops scare him a little." I assured, urging them out of the club.
They barely got out as the cops came storming in. After getting statements from Jason, Steve and I about what had happened, they returned to me to inform me of what was going to happen.
"Although your brother admits to starting this fight, he said that you had a few other guys helping, is that true?" the officer asked.
"I think a few of the bar patrons held him the last time I hit him." Jason informed.
"Under Indiana State law, he can be prosecuted for committing a hate crime. Are you willing to press charges?" he asked, looking up from his report.
"Can you just hold him until tomorrow without us pressing charges?" I asked.
"Sure, may I ask why?" the cop questioned.
"We are just passing through, and we'll be well on our way by then. And it'll give him some time to think." I answered.
"Okay, if that's what you want."
"I think that would be in our best interest."
After the cops had left with Steve, Jason and I returned to our room to find James and JC pacing. We told them what had occurred and what we had decided to do.
"Jason, I'm really sorry about my brother." I apologized.
"Mark, you have nothing to be sorry for. You can't help it if he's so narrow-minded."
"Yeah, I know, but you could have been hurt."
"I would have been if it had not been for our heroes." he answered, throwing his arms around JC's neck.
"My hero." I said in my best damsel-in-distress voice, while fainting into James's arms.
"Your hero is tired." he responded, looking down at me.
"Well, then let's go to bed." I suggested with a grin. We went to our room and left Jason and JC in their's.
"I'm going to take a quick shower." James announced as I closed the bedroom door.
"Do you need help washing your back?" I teased.
"Yeah, why don't you see if Jason can come and help me?" James retorted.
"Okay smartass." I said as I got up and opened the door. "Jason......"
"STOP!" James exclaimed, pulling me out of the doorway. "And you call me a smartass. Maybe you could help me."
James sauntered into the bathroom and hopped into the shower. After a few minutes, I stripped and entered the bathroom. I pulled back the shower curtain and stepped in behind him. James turned around and hugged me. Even though it was a small gesture, it was a big step for me.
"I have been waiting for you." he said smiling.
"James," I said almost shaking. "This is a first for me."
"And me to, so we will take it slow. Stand back and let me take a good look at you."
(To all my loyal readers, that's right both of you, up to this point I have never described in much detail neither James’s nor my body. So here goes... I am 6' tall, 190#'s, brown hair, green eyes. I work out some but am far away from being fit. I have a light olive complexion with a nice covering of hair, except on top where it is starting to thin. As far as my peepee goes, GOD was cruel to me.)
"Perfect" was all he said.
"Perfect, what about this?" I said pointing to my crotch.
"Perfect shape, size and uncut. Just perfect."
"Thank you." I said as I admired his body. Yes, I had seen him naked earlier today, but now I was able to absorb every detail from the light dusting of hair on his legs to the scar on his thigh. What god with held from me he gave to James.
"Damn" was the only that came to my mind.
I picked up the shower mesh and put some gel onto it. James turned around as I stepped up behind him. I wrapped my arms around him and started washing his chest. I washed his chest, his arms, and his back before I squatted down to wash his legs. Right there in front of me was the hottest ass I have ever seen. I couldn't resist myself. I leaned forward and kissed his beautiful, round cheeks. My hands roamed all around washing his legs and all over his buttocks.
"I think I need to turn around so you can finish me."
As he turned around his mammoth semi-erection hit me in the cheek.
"Watch it or you'll poke my eye out." I teased.
I lathered my hands up and then proceeded to wash. I was really getting James worked up.
"I thought you wanted to take it slow?"
"I do."
"Well if you do, you better stop."
"Do I have to?"
"Yes, we will have plenty of time for that."
James and I switched places. He worked on my body much the same way I worked on his. When I turned around little Marky was standing tall and proud. James started washing me really good (take that back it was amazing).
"I read once that men with foreskin have to wash really well." James stated, almost asking as much as stating.
"Yeah that's right, you have to..." I started to say as I felt his tongue slide under my foreskin. It was the most incredible sensation that I have ever felt. "I thought you wanted to wait."
"I did, I have waited over five years for this." he answered, looking up with a grin.
"Poofoo, I need to warn you. I am a premat..." I said groaning as I shot my first of load into his mouth. He swallowed all he could and the rest ran down his chin. He stood up to face me in the shower.
"James, I am so sorry. I should have warned you sooner. I am so sorry." I said as I started to cry.
"Mark, you have nothing to be sorry for. I had planned to take you to climax so it just happened a little sooner than expected." he responded smiling, as he put a hand on my shoulder.
"But you swallowed." I protested.
"Markydoodle, I trust you. You said this was all new to you and I trust you. You can trust me too, that was the first time I have ever done anything with another guy before." he assured.
There we stood under the shower, forehead resting on forehead. As he leaned in and kissed me, I could still taste myself in his mouth.
"I love you." I heard come from his mouth as he pulled off of the kiss.
"I love you too, more than anyone has ever loved another soul."
James got this serious look on his face, "Mark, that would make a great line in a song."
"Yeah, I'm sure that the Backstreet Boys could turn it into a number one." I said with a mischievous grin.
"Ha! Seriously though, give JC just that one line and he could write a whole song around it."
"You've got to be kidding. He could write a whole song around that one line?" I asked in disbelief.
"No. I've seen him write songs with just one line to start with. He will pick a line out of a movie and write a song about it. And the best part is you would get co-writing credits."
"Let me think about it." I said as I turned off the water.
We dried each other off. We went to the bedroom and slid into bed, completely nude just the way God intended.
We laid there for a few minutes. I was on my back with James curled up beside me with his head resting on my chest.
"Can I ask you something personal?" James asked.
"You can ask me anything you want."
"What is the story between you and your dad? I mean we were in the house right next door to him for a week and you two never visited."
"You went for the jugular there. Well, you know how close my mom and I was?"
"Yeah"
"Can you imagine the pain I felt when my own father started flirted with women at my mom's funeral."
"HE WHAT?" James was nearly enflamed with anger.
"Calm down my Poofoo, remember he is my dad."
"But he hurt you, and that hurts me."
"Well then just hold your anger a little while longer until you hear the rest of the story."
"Okay."
"After my mom's funeral things got worse, he started to give away my mom's belongings. If one of us kids asked for something, he would charge us for it. He decide to have a yard sale one day and put everything I had ever bought my mom in it. So moi, having suddenly acquired balls of steel, decided enough was enough. So I went to his yard sale packed up everything that I bought my mom and dared him to call the sheriff."
"That's just cruel."
"That's just the tip of the iceberg. He called Holly one night and told her that we were the biggest disappointments that he had ever saw. It disgusted him the way we went on about our mom. That she had died and we should just get on with our lives. He never went to her grave. So we just sort of drifted apart."
"Well, at least you have Holly."
"I thank God everyday he gave me Holly for a sister. Since mom died, she has really taken over the mothering of me. So Poofoo, enough of Mark Hawkins 101 for tonight. I think it is time for James Bass 101."
"Not really much to say."
"You’re not getting off that easy."
"Ok, my parents are really great. I love them both. I came out to them about a year ago."
"How did that go?"
"They were in denial at first, but they weren't judgmental. They did not condemn me to hell."
"You have a sister, Stacie right?"
"Yeah, but she is no Holly."
"What do you mean no Holly?"
"She is all business all the time. When we are touring or in what I call the 'Band Mode', I am all business. But I do know how to have fun. But not Stace."
"Have you told them about me?"
"I told them I met 'The One'."
"Oh really, is it anyone I know?"
"I hate to tell you this, but it is your friend Matt. Damn does that boy have a cute ass."
"HA! And it'll be awhile before you see this cute ass anymore if you say anything like that again, but I agree. His ass is cute." I teased. All of a sudden, I heard a very odd, very distinct noise. "Is that what I think it is?"
"Yes, that would be Jason and JC. You had better get use to it. Those two can go on forever. They use to be really discreet about it, but now, they let everyone hear their mating calls."
"What is the real relationship between all you guys?"
"We are brothers, friends, mentors, and most importantly we are there for each other. We made a pact when we started that if anyone of us needed help, the other four would be there instantly."
"But who is really friends with whom?"
"Joey and Chris are really close but they knew each other before the group. Justin and JC are best friends, there again they go way back to the MMC together. But all four of them make sure not to leave me out."
"Why didn't you and JC or Justin, you know, ever...
"Get together."
"Yeah get together."
"Let me answer that with a question. Why didn't you and Trevor ever get together?"
"Because he is like a kid brother... Oh, I see."
"It's the same thing here."
I pulled James in closer and we drifted off to sleep. What a pleasant night of sleep I had. I woke up the next morning and scooted out of bed and went to have my morning pee. When I returned to the room James was lying on his back with all his glory standing straight up. I decided to take the final step into the gay club. I pulled the sheet down and crawled in between his legs. I started to lick from the base of his balls up to the tip of his inflamed cock. I did this a few times before I was rewarded with my first drop of precum. I never looked up, but I was pretty sure he was awake, as his moaning had increased. I licked around on his balls and sucked on his left nut.
"Righty is going to get jealous."
"Mmmmm" was all I managed to get out while switched balls.
I went back to work. I had found my true calling. Why had I put this off? This was more thrilling than the new roller coaster at Cedar Point. After a few minutes of going back and forth I had decided it was time to take the plunge. I worked my way back to the top. Licked around, stuck my tongue into his piss slit. Then down I went, kept going farther and farther. Then it hit the back of my throat and I thought that I was about to lose last nights meal. I backed off, then went back down. After a few minutes of bobbing up and down I had learned to relax my throat and let it slide all the way in. I could now feel his soft pubes against my chin. Then after a couple more minutes my jaw started to ache. I went back to work on James's balls so my jaw could relax.
"I am getting close."
I then went back to work. As I felt the head slip into my throat I heard a primal grunt escape from James. A few seconds later I felt his first spasm hit my in the back of my throat. I pulled off his cock just a little so I could taste his cum. I swallowed every bit and then climbed up his body with some of his cum still in my mouth. I gave him the most passionate I could. Then came a knock at the door.
"Guys now that you are done can you join us for breakfast." Jason yelled through the door.
We slowly got up and put our clothes on. I wiped my hand across lips to make sure I did not have any cum drippings. We entered the living room to find Jason and JC siting on the couch holding up scorecards. JC gave us a 9.3 and Jason a 9.5. We ate our breakfast in relative quietness. JC did manage to make a few comments about how great I must be to have made James moan like he did. We all quickly showered and loaded the truck up. And off we went to the windy city.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That all there is for chapter 4. Chapter 5 will be out shortly. They meet back up with everyone, Mark and Trevor start their new jobs, they do the Oprah show, and a few other things added for drama. I want to thank Scott, Jeremy, Nate, Stephen, and JC for their encouragement, JC how was the monkey sex? Was it as good for you as it was for me? And please do not think that the gift I sent to you resembles Trevor or I. ICQ 37279278