Mark nodded, his eyes shining. “They’ll
love
your stuff,” he declared emphatically. He
paused, unsure of how to phrase his next sentence. “Have you thought… you could take your
dad to court, you know. What he’s doing in illegal. He’s discriminating against you because
you’re gay.”
Sam sighed. “Yeah, I know, but I’m not about to sue my own father, even if he
is
being
an arsehole. I’m just going to find a company who want me and design them the best games I
can. I figure success is the best revenge.” He gave a sad smile and then sipped more
champagne. “I brought enough clothes and stuff from my flat to last until the weekend. Then I
figured you could help me move out on Sunday.” He quirked an eyebrow. “Does that sound
okay?”
Mark stroked his chin. “Well, only if you’re going to pay me for my services.” He
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Mark stroked his chin. “Well, only if you’re going to pay me for my services.” He
grinned.
Sam stared at him, his pupils large. “What did you have in mind?” His deep voice was
suddenly husky.
Mark gazed at Sam’s full lower lip, moist from the champagne. Sam’s breath hitched as
Mark took the glass from his hands and placed it with his own on the coffee table. The air was
crackling with sexual tension as Mark slowly leaned in to kiss Sam, taking his time. He ran his tongue lightly across Sam’s lips, feeling the shudder that rippled through his lover. To his
surprise Sam pushed him flat onto the couch and stretched out on top of him. He rolled his hips, the sensual movement pushing his erection against Mark’s. The motion became more urgent as
Sam claimed Mark’s mouth in a kiss full of need. Mark moaned softly as Sam’s weight pressed
him into the seat cushions, pushing up his hips to meet the insistent thrusting of Sam’s cock.
“Want to be inside you.”
Mark froze as Sam’s words penetrated his brain.
Oh fuck
.
Sam raised himself on his arms and stared down at Mark, an expression on
consternation clearly etched across his face. “You… do you not want me to….?” His words
trailed off. He started to pull away, and Mark groaned inwardly to see the hurt in those eyes. He grabbed Sam and pulled him down onto him.
“
Never
think I don’t want you, okay?” His eyes pleaded with Sam. Mark swallowed.
“It’s just that I… ” He took a deep breath. “I’ve only ever been fucked once. My first time
when I was seventeen.” He tried not to shiver as he recalled the brief but painful encounter.
Sam stroked his cheek. “But I’m not talking about fucking. I’m talking about making
love.” He leaned down and kissed Mark softly on the lips. “To the man I love.” His eyes were
so large and round, the barest sliver of blue around those wide pupils. “Please, Mark, I want to do this. I want to be inside you.”
Mark’s heart swelled with love. He couldn’t deny Sam anything. “Then yes,” he
whispered. He cupped Sam’s nape and pulled him down into a fierce kiss, Sam moaning into his
mouth as he got into it. He broke the kiss to meet Sam’s urgent gaze. “Make love to me.”
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No sooner had the words left his lips than Sam got to his feet and held out a hand.
“Bedroom.” Sam was trembling, but Mark could see the stony outline of his cock. He allowed
Sam to lead him into the bedroom, and once there, he began to undress Mark slowly. Mark
punctuated each item’s removal with a soft kiss, his arousal increasing with every glide of
Sam’s hands over his bared skin. He reciprocated by taking Sam’s clothes off, piece by piece,
until at last both stood nude, facing each other. Sam’s dick was a rigid column of flesh, and
Mark’s hole clenched as he looked at the heavy ring through it. The thought of that sliding over his gland sent shivers of anticipation dancing up and down his spine.
Sam pulled back the sheets and climbed onto the bed. He lay on his back and held out
his arms. “Come here.” Mark got onto the bed and crawled across to where Sam lay. He
straddled Sam’s hips and leaned down to kiss him, pushing his tongue insistently at the seam of Sam’s lips, demanding entrance. Sam opened for him with a low moan as he ran his fingers
through Mark’s hair, and then slid his hand down Mark’s back, the movement raising
goosebumps over Mark’s skin. Mark shifted position to slide his shaft against Sam’s, starting
slowly but moving more insistently as small gasps escaped Sam’s lips.
Sam startled him as he stretched toward the bedside table and pulled open the drawer
hurriedly. “They’re in here, aren’t they? Your condoms and lube?”
Mark smiled at the slight edge of panic in Sam’s voice. “Here, let me.” He climbed off
Sam, scooted across the bed to the table and pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube. He
handed them to Sam and grinned. “How do you want me?”
The tension on Sam’s face melted away. “In my arms.” Once more he beckoned to Mark
and Mark slid across the bed into his waiting arms. Sam held him close, kissing him softly, the kisses growing in intensity as he moved down Mark’s neck, nuzzling him. Mark clung to him,
losing himself in the headiness of the moment, until Sam moved his hand lower, stroking down
his back until he reached Mark’s crease. He caressed the firm globe, squeezing it gently. In a
move that had Mark catching his breath, Sam grabbed his leg and lifted it until Mark’s knee was almost resting against Sam’s shoulder. He heard the click of the bottle and then let out a low
gasp as Sam slowly slid a finger into him. Mark rolled his head back, but Sam held him close as 100
gasp as Sam slowly slid a finger into him. Mark rolled his head back, but Sam held him close as he pushed all the way in.
“Oh my God.” Sam’s eyes were wide. “You’re so hot, so tight…”
“More,” Mark managed to croak out. Sam claimed his mouth in a searing kiss as he slid
a second finger into his hole, and Mark nearly howled when Sam found his prostate. “God,
there
, yes!” Sam plunged his tongue into Mark’s mouth, devouring him as he pushed deeper inside him, robbing him of speech.
Mark started to unravel. He whimpered as Sam finger-fucked him, as expertly as if he’d
been doing it for years. At this rate, once Sam finally slid into him, Mark wouldn’t last long.
“Please, babe, I need you.”
Something in his tone must have communicated the urgency of his request. Sam pulled
free and eased Mark onto his back, before opening the foil square with trembling fingers. Mark
watched him roll the latex over the ring, and for one brief moment he considered how it would
feel to have Sam bare inside him. He pushed the thought aside. Time enough for discussions
and testing later. Right now, Sam was slicking up his cock.
Sam pulled Mark back into his previous position and held his dick stiffly against Mark’s
hole. Mark could feel its heat, the head pressing against his entrance. He reached down and
placing his hand over Sam’s, he guided Sam’s cock into his body. Sam groaned loudly as he
inched his way into Mark’s tight passage. Mark held his breath, trying not to tense up as the
thick length eased slowly into him, until finally Sam was seated all the way inside him.
“Are you okay?”
Mark loved the note of concern. The visible effort of holding back was there on Sam’s
face, yet he was waiting, making sure that Mark was all right. Mark clung to his shoulders and
nodded. Sam’s gaze never left his face as he rolled his hips and began to move inside him, the
motion smooth and unhurried. Sam was taking his time. He cupped Mark’s cheek and kissed
him tenderly.
“It feels so good inside you,” he murmured. “Like you’re pulling me into you, as deep
as I can go.” He rocked up into Mark, his thrusts increasing in speed as he slid his hand around to Mark’s back, pulling him tighter. With a groan Mark surrendered to the sensations which
exploded within him. A feeling of being so solidly connected to Sam that it took his breath
away.
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“Love the way you make me feel,” Mark gasped out as Sam pushed all the way into
him. His eyes rolled back into his head as the ring in Sam’s cock grazed his spot, sending
shudders throughout his body, spreading outward like ripples in a pond. He felt the tremors
which coursed through Sam as his lover began to speed up his thrusts, the movement of his hips
more erratic as he plunged deeper into Mark.
“Oh Mark, so good.” Sam gazed down at him, eyes wide, mouth open, his breath
coming in short bursts as he buried his dick up to the hilt in Mark’s arse. He grabbed hold of
Mark and rolled onto his back, Mark straddling his hips. Mark rode that thick cock, his body
undulating as he took Sam fully into him over and over again. Sam strained up from the bed,
harsh cries escaping as he pushed up with his hips, fucking up into Mark with increasing speed.
Mark pressed him back to the mattress, hands on his chest, and began to fuck himself on the
rigid length that filled him completely. His dick pointed skyward and he wrapped his hand
around it, tugging it. Not that he needed to make himself come like that. Sam was bringing him
perilously close—Mark was going to come on his cock.
“God, Sam… never…. never felt…” Words failed him. He watched the rising tide of red
that covered Sam’s chest and he reached back to cup Sam’s balls. Sam groaned, the sound low
and urgent, and Mark knew he was close. He bent low and seized Sam’s mouth in a hungry kiss,
moaning as Sam’s hips speeded up. All too soon Mark felt his orgasm approach. He broke free
with a gasp. “Going to come soon.” Fuck, he was so close.
Sam reached for Mark’s cock and grasped it firmly. His eyes locked onto Mark’s. “Want
us to come together.” He thrust up into Mark, keeping time with his hand as it worked the shaft.
Mark cried out as Sam hammered into him. “Oh God, yes.” He couldn’t look away from
those expressive blue eyes. So much emotion there. “Make me come, baby.” Beneath him Sam
arched up into him, mouth wide in a hoarse cry, and suddenly Mark could feel the slow throb of
his cock inside him as Sam came. “Yes!” Mark froze as his dick began to pump out come over
Sam, long threads of white which coated Sam’s chest, reaching as far as his chin. Mark’s body
shook as he gave himself over to his orgasm, letting it roll over him in a relentless tide. He
dropped his head down to Sam’s shoulder and kissed the warm skin of Sam’s neck, before
moving upward to meet that beautiful mouth.
Sam responded to his kisses with a feverish intensity as his body jolted through the last
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Sam responded to his kisses with a feverish intensity as his body jolted through the last
of his climax. Mark could feel the tremors that shook him, and he covered Sam with his body,
holding him close as they rode out the aftershocks together, Sam’s cock still buried inside him.
“Love you,” Sam gasped out, his arms coming up to wrap around Mark, clutching at his
back. Mark kissed Sam’s lips, cheeks, forehead, a carpet of kisses that didn’t come close to
sharing the enormity of what Mark was going through. He whimpered as Sam’s softened cock
slipped from his body. Sam’s answering low cry was an echo of his own.
Sam pulled the condom from him, tied it and dropped it to the floor, before grabbing
Mark in a tight embrace. “That was incredible.” He stroked Mark’s face with his fingertips. His eyes held an expression of peace that warmed Mark inside.
“I loved it.” Mark uttered the words softly. “Having you make love to me was…..” He
smiled. “I’m sorry. You were right after all. Good sex scrambles my brain. Except
that
was
phenomenal
sex.” Sam’s blush was adorable. “And we
will
be doing that again.”
“We don’t have to.” Sam looked at him through his eyelashes. “I mean, if you’re happy
to top, I’m
more
than happy to bottom.” His cheeks heated up. “I love having you inside me.”
Mark cupped his chin. “Me too. But you just opened a new door for me. I never knew it
could feel so good.” He kissed Sam tenderly on the lips and snuggled closer. “Thank you.”
The soft glow in Sam’s eyes said so much. The whispered words that followed said it
all.
“I love you, Mark.”
“I love you, too.”
Mark loved the lassitude which spread through him, a feeling he’d never encountered. It
had been more than sex. He couldn’t explain it. Words simply weren’t enough. He wrapped his
arms around Sam and let himself be lulled by the hypnotic sound of his breathing, more even
now. He could feel Sam’s heart beating strongly.
Mark held his lover close, enjoying the moment. The real world lay beyond his front
door, but there was plenty of time to make plans. Later. Right now he could only think of a
lifetime stretched out before him of days and nights with the beautiful man in his arms . He
wondered if that would be enough time to show Sam just how much he loved him.
Probably not.
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The End
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