Mark and Jason - Part 2

** JASON'S VIEW **

I got back home that Friday night and sat on my bed confused. I tried to think why I'd done it, why I'd just sucked Mark's cock. I licked my lips and tasted his cum in my mouth still. It was good, better than expected and it was nice to keep it there. But why?
Why was I thinking that I wanted some more? Did I fancy Mark, or just liked his cock?

I thought maybe it was best to leave it until the morning. That way I could sort my head out when it was clear and booze free.

The next morning (Saturday) I woke up early, bright and cheerful which is suprising. I got some breakfast then sat downstairs with the newspaper, thinking. I looked over at the fireplace, where there was a picture of Mark and I hugging and stood proud holding the football trophy we won the year before at college. I smiled, remebering the day and other days when we'd had fun over the years. There had been so many I'd lost count. So many memories and fun times, as well as the bad times. We always made up, always said we'd be friends.

I felt a tear fill my eyes and sighed. I had my own collection upstairs just like Mark had. I knew he thought I didn't care as much as he did. But he was wrong. Our friendship meant the world to me. So I wasn't the best, maybe I was caught up in my own life and problems to notice what was going on with Mark, but it doesn't mean I don't care for him and love him as a brother.

I slouched back across the sofa and closed my eyes, thinking. I tried to imagine myself with Mark, doing stuff with him that I'd never thought possible. I pictured his face and body. Yes he was good looking, nobody could deny that, even the straightest of straight guys would know he was one hot stud, not in a sexual way though. Those eyes sparkle when he looks at you, and his smile works wonders with women. Fuck, and me by the looks of it. My cock hardened a little. 
His body is good as well, toned, tight and tanned. He had good muscle tone and even I had to admit his ass looked alright in some of his clothes. So much that I was a little jealous. I wondered how tight that hole of his would be. If he's a virgin like Pete claims he is then I bet it could make your eyes water. 
I stopped myself thinking that sort of thing when my cock grew more.

Then again, mine would be just the same, being a virgin myself, even with women. Oh yes, no matter what people think, I hadn't slept with anyone of the girls I went out with. Waiting for the right girl I suppose. I think that's why they respected me more, coz I wasn't after fuckin their pussy first chance I got. I'd come close, very close in fact but she stopped me. I was glad.

Anyway back to Mark. My mind wandered to his crotch, when I saw him sat naked and rock hard on the chair. He has one beautiful peice of manhood. Shape, size, colour, texture, everything was perfect. My cock sprung straight back up again when the image came into my head. I was just about to get it out when the phone rang.

It was mum calling to see if everything was ok and asked what we had planned for our birthday the next day. I paused as I'd totally forgot about it. I hurried mum off the phone and went to dress. 

I knew I hadn't got anything for him. Maybe he didn't have anything for me, but it was special this time. No other birthday's mattered but this.
I hurried out the door and into my car and drove off to the city.

*****

I looked and looked and looked. Every shop, Every store. I just didn't have a clue on what to buy him. I got a birthday card and a card with 'Sorry' written on. Yeah I'd been a shithead and I needed to make it up to him.
He was probably pissed coz I hadn't talked to him that morning either. Later on I would do.

After strolling around most of the shops for about 2 hours, I saw an ex girlfriend of mine in one of the jewelry stores. I shouted to her and another guy turned around. I walked over.

"Hi Michelle." I said.

"Hey Jason. Not seen you for a while. How you been?" she asked.

"Ok thanks. Just looking for a present for Mark's birthday tomorrow. Can't find fuck all. What about you?"

"Oh well Gary and I have just got engaged, so we're looking for a ring." She said smiling before holding Gary's hand.

"Congrats Michelle. Lucky guy Gary."

"Yeah thanks man. Didn't you two used to date?" He asked worringly.

"Yeah long time ago. Over now, better off as friends weren't we hun." I said to Michelle. She nodded back.

"Well. How about we get a coffee and have a catch up, then you can help find us a ring, and we can help find Mark a present?" She suggested.

We all agreed and went to find a cafe. We were chatting away and Michelle talked about her relationship with Gary, and what she'd been up to since we last saw each other. 
The conversation soon got onto my relationships and Mark. Michelle had asked how he was, and what he was up to. Gary looked a bit confused with the amount we were saying about him. Michelle then told him how close we were, etc, until I butted in.

"Well to be honest it's not going too well. We fell out and have hardly spoke in three weeks."

Michelle looked shocked. "You're kidding. You two are like siamese twins, how could you possibly not be speaking?"

"Well It's a bit embarassing and strange, not to mention confusing. It's a long story."

"Well Jason we've got a while. Let's hear it. I can tell something's on your mind right now."

So I told them....everything. From when Mark first told me he was gay, up until when I sucked him off the night before. Lets just say Michelle and Gary's faces were a mixture of shock, confusion and laughter. I paused and waited for someone to speak up. 

"I can't believe you didn't know he was gay." Michelle finally said

"You knew as well? Oh fuck! I must be blind." I said before bowing my head down.

"Honey everyone knew. The question is what are you gonna do now?" She replied.

"No idea. If I were honest, I thought about him before. You know in a sexual way, his looks and body, and I liked it. I got a fuckin hard-on." I paused. "This is so embarassing. I might as well dig my grave a little deeper."

Gary chuckled. "Hey man don't worry. If you're gay you're gay, no big deal."

"I'm not gay, I fancy women. Maybe I'm bi.... Oh fuck." I shook my head in despair.

"Hey Jason, look over there at that bloke. Now he's hot. Would you like to kiss him?" Michelle asked. 
Gary shot her a dirty look and she laughed

I looked over to the guy in the chair. Yeah he was a good looking guy, but no I couldn't kiss him. "No" I answered truthfully.

She kept showing me different men and each time it was "No". The thought of kissing another man made me feel queezy.

"Hmmm ok so maybe it's just Mark. You can't do anything with another guy but with Mark you can. There must be something between the two of you that's made this happen."

"Kinda spooky." Gary replied.

"Yeah freakin me out big style. How can I just be attracted to Mark? I don't even know if I am, but I can picture doing stuff with him and it feels good. I want to touch him and taste him. Fuck I'm so confused. Sorry about this. I better go." I said standing up to leave.

Gary stood up. "No you don't, you're staying here with us. We're gonna talk until it's sorted and you know where your at. We also had a deal that we would shop together afterwards."

"You sure? I mean I don't want to get in your way." I answered back

"Positive.. Now sit and talk."

We talked and talked for about an hour. I decided to see how things went between Mark and I and take each day as it comes. Hopefully Mark could accept that and not ask for anything more. I was scared about what would happen between us. I wasn't going to ask Mark to be my boyfriend or anything like that, just see how I feel as things go along. 
I did know that something had sparked off in my brain that was telling me Mark was right.

We eventually managed to find Michelle a gorgeous diamond and ruby ring and Gary nearly fainted when he saw the price. I could only laugh.
We trailed through shops and found a men's jewelry shop. I had a look around and noticed a platinum chain. I remembered ages ago when Mark mentioned something about wanting platinum. I knew he would like the style, so I bought it. It cost me a fortune, but hopefully he was worth it. 
I also went to a tattoo parlour to get the initial 'M' on my left ass cheek. It was small but visible. Yes it's a bit silly, but we used to laugh about doing that when we were younger. Maybe he could do the same. I thought and hoped that maybe Mark would one day be that close enough to see it.
Maybe all of that was a waste, maybe he hadn't even thought about celebrating our 18th the day after. I would have to take a chance. 

*****
I invited Michelle and Gary back for dinner, afterall it was the least I could do for all their help. We got chatting again, then I decided to wrap up Mark's present. My ass was still sore so I had to sit on a soft cushion. 

Then the phone rang. My hands were tied up, so I asked Michelle to get it for me. She sounded strange on the phone and I couldn't hear a conversation. She came back in with a worried and confused look on her face.

"I think someone next door got the wrong impression when I answered the phone. He didn't sound happy to hear a woman pick it up." She told me.

"Oh fuck. What did he say?" I asked.

"That it was the queer next door and don't speak to him again. Were you supposed to call him today?"

I sighed. "No, but I was gonna do. Fuck I've messed up Michelle. It was all going to be good. Should I call back and explain?"

"Give him a few minutes. Let him cool off. He's the one that will look stupid when he finds out."

I finished wrapping the chain. I checked my wallet to see if the reciept was still there incase Mark refused it.

Ten minutes later I heard Mark's door slam shut. Yeah he was going out, probably to pull. Well he's gotta lose that virginity sometime. 'wish it was with me' I thought.

Michelle and Gary left about 10pm and I knew Mark was already back home. I wondered if I should talk to him, but thought I should leave it until the morning. That way I can sneak inside and suprise him with his birthday gift.

TO BE CONTINUED ..