Mark and Jason - Part 2

Continued from part 1. Jason had just walked out of Mark's house after giving him a blowjob.

** MARK'S VIEW **

I just sat down in silence after Jason walked out. Why did I let him go? Why didn't I tell him to stay? We could have sorted it out there and then, got all our feelings out in the open.

"You ok buddy?" Pete asked after a few minutes of unbroken silence.

I looked up, tears now appearing from the corner of my eyes. "I don't know, I think so. What happened? Why did he do that and leave? Was it out of curiousity or did he feel something? I've got all these questions and thoughts buzzin around my head." I answered truthfully.

"I don't know. Give him time to think. Let him sleep on it." He replied.

"But what about me? If he thinks he can just do that and forget about it, forget it ever happened, then he's got another thing coming. He fuckin sucked me...and took all my fuckin cum. He was good, so good, like a pro. Better than I've ever imagined." I said

"You sure looked like you enjoyed it." Danny said smiling.

"Oh yeah his mouth felt amazing around me, so warm, so wet. It's only made me love him and want him more. I need to speak to him now." I said standing up, making semi-erect cock sticking out.

"You'll scare him again if you go like that. Just leave it tonight. Let him do all the work now. He will speak when he's ready. I bet he's confused and scared. It's not everyday that you think you're straight then the next moment you're willingly sucking your mates cock." James said.

They all laughed and I smiled. I sighed and sat back down. James was right, I should wait and let him think. I only hoped he would do this more, maybe start something between us. I smiled and my cock hardened more, so I stroked it to it's full glory. Then I thought that it was probably a one- off, a never again moment that I will have to treasure for a lifetime.

We sat around watching the rest of the movie and shared our cocks around, each sucking and being sucked by whoever was available and ready. I just watched as James, Pete and Danny fucked. As much as I wanted to join in, and as much as I would like to lose my fuckin cherry, it wasn't happening soon. I wanted to wait for the right guy. It might be soppy and old fashioned but that's the way I am. The boys respected it, although I know on a few occasions they have got me hammered enough to attempt it. Got to give them credit for trying.

It was getting late and I decided to go to bed. The boys all found somewhere to sleep as wellsomewhere in the house. Jason's bed was empty next to mine, but nobdy ever took it. Don't know why, we never mentioned anything, I suppose it was one of those unspoken rules. 

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Saturday morning and I woke up with a lovely hangover and the sun shining in my eyes. Walking out of my room, Pete was coming out of the shower, and James waiting to go in. I smilied and said good morning.

"How you feeling this morning buddy?" Pete asked patting me on the head.

"Ow. I'm good thanks. Just need a tablet or two and a good juicy fry up." I replied rubbing muy stomach, feeling the need for food. "Nothing like bacon and eggs to start the day and cure a headache."

"Err yeah if ya say so bud." James said laughing as he shut the bathroom door behind him. 

I walked downstairs to find Danny rummiging in the fridge. He was mumbling to himself again, and I could just make out some words.

"Anyone answering you James?"

He looked up and scrunched his eyebrows "Sorry?"

"I said is anyone answering you? You know, the milk, the cheese, the eggs? Seem to be making a good conversation with the food."

"Funny. HA HA HA. If you must know there is no bacon. Just eggs and tomatoes and bread. Suppose it will do for now." He replied pulling everything out.

I grabbed the newspaper and sat down. Just 20 minutes later I heard next doors front door shut. Jason. Oh fuck I forgot. How could I? I wondered where he was going. I looked out of my window to see him jump in his car and drive off. 
Obviously he wasn't interested in sorting the problem out between us. Had better things to do, and better places to go.

"Off now lads, going to work. Cya tomorrow bud for your 18th. That is if you're celebrating it tomorrow." Pete said looking at me.

I shrugged. "Not much to celebrate if he's not interested. I got him a watch you know, it's upstairs. Not the cheapest either. First present I've bought him since we were 11. Doubt he's even bothered to get a fuckin card for me." I told him.

"Aww Mark don't be miserable today, try and cheer up. He'll come round I'm sure of it. Give him time. Cya tomorrow." Pete replied squeezing my shoulder for comfort.

We said bye and got breakfast. I didn't think about Jason much afterwards. James and Danny left before lunch and I cleaned the house. Nnt very exciting for a Saturday afternoon, but what the hell. It hadn't been done since mum and dad left for Spain three weeks before. Now I wish I went with them. Might not have had to deal with all the shit that had happened since. Nobody would have been any the wiser, Jason would have still been my best mate.
Anyway with them being back the folowing Saturday, I thought a spring clean might be worthwhile.

It was getting to early evening when I had finally got the whole house dust and dirt free. I sat down to watch TV and wondered if I should give Jason a call. His car was back outside. I picked up the phone and pressed speed dial 1.

After a few too many rings a girl answered. "Hello?"

I paused. "Hi is err Jason there?" I asked politely

"Yes but he's busy right now. Who is it please?"

'Busy doing what exactly', I wondered. What does he do, go find some girl to fuck just to make sure he's still straight? Fuckin asshole.

"Never mind. Tell him not to bother me again will you please? Thanks."

She butted in. "But who..?"

"Tell him it's just the queer next door. Tell him I've been waiting for his call that he doesn't seem to be wanting to make, well, that I thought he would make."

I put the phone down. I hate to think what was going through her mind. 'Maybe she thought I was a nutter. Maybe I am. What the fuck am I doing anyway? Sat at home on my own, on a Saturday night.' I thought. 

I called everyone I knew. All busy, or working nights, or already out. I was one sad and lonley guy. I decided to get dressed up and head out the door. 
I went wherever my feet took me. I needed to think anyway. Besides, I can't be in that house knowing he's next door with some girl, makes my nerves jump. If Jason didn't want to know me ever again, then I...well I didn't know what I would do. 

Why did I have to love him so much? 

I sat on a bench in the park, drinking the bottle of wine I bought. My mind wandered back to the night before when he took me in his mouth. That first lick sent electric bolts through my body. I could have cum right then with him just touching me so intimately. Just looking down on him as he tasted me, putting my throbbing manhood in his mouth was a site. How he felt so hot, as his lips glided over my shaft. Oh fuck it felt amazing, so hot, so erotic. I never wanted it to end. He looked so gorgeous, fitted perfectly around me. 
When he deep throated me, well that sent me over the edge. Yeah so bits were clumsy, but for a first timer he knew what to do, knew how to get me going and how to make me cum.

I felt myself harden in my pants. I looked around hoping nobdy could see. It was dark, only the stars and moon could be seen. The moon shone on the lake and it was peaceful. I unzipped my pants and took my erection out, free in the cool night air. The breeze only made it harder and I closed my eyes while I stroked myself slowly, remembering the way Jay sucked me slowly, then he bobbed up and down faster. His tongue rolled around the shaft, milikng my pre cum from the tip. 

I looked down and opened my eyes. My cock was pre cumming now as I lubed myself up with it, tasting it on my fingers with my tongue. I moaned loud and glanced around, still nobody there. I pulled off my pants now, exposing my crotch and bare legs for everyone to see. I relaxed and let my hand move to my balls, fondling them while my other stroked my cock.

Oh how I wished Jay was with me right then. He could help me, take over and feel my hot throbbing cock in his warm mouth. So many of my masturbation sessions were about him and now I could picture it for real, imagine him sucking the cum from my cock, emptying my balls out into his mouth, draining me until my orgasm subsides.

I moved my ass forward on the bench so it was over the edge and opened my legs wider, exposing my tight hole. I took some pre cum and massaged it around my hole. If only Jay would do that for me, be the first to kiss it, first to suck and lick at my puckered hole, first to fuck me. I stroked harder now, as I could feel myself ready to cum. I entered a finger in slowly and I moaned louder this time, as my fist went wild over my cock. My balls tensed and I shouted out
"JAY.....OH GOD I LOVE YOU." 
My hot sticky load shot out infront of me onto the grass. 
Four or five more spurts erupted out onto my hand and my body shook with pleasure as my orgasm took over.

I eventually relaxed and took my finger out of my hole, and waited for my cock to go limp. I sighed and looked around me hoping that nobody watched. It was still dark and all was quiet.

I dressed and sat there a while longer thinking about what I had done and thought about. Was it all a waste of time? Was it going to be any different as it's our birthday. Would he even bother calling in to see me? I wanted him to. 

Who was that girl he was with? A friend? A lover? I didn't know anything about him either. Maybe I overreacted a little, but he didn't call back. I had no idea how many girls he slept with or went out with. I never used to keep track, partly because I hated the thought of someone else with the man I loved so blanked it out.

I would do anything to see Jason smile at me, tell me he loved me as a lover, not just as a friend, tell me I mean as much to him as he means to me. I sighed and felt myself getting upset again.

The weather was getting cooler so I walked back home.