Mark and Jason - Part 3

He blushed when Jason noticed, but Jason smiled back and did his own check out of Mark. He was very good looking, with his favourite blue jeans on and a cream/blue sweater. Why he was feeling like this he had no idea but he sort of liked it, and didn't feel that embarassed.

"You like Mark? You don't look so bad yourself either." Jason said suddenly. His head bowed down. "See why is this happening to me Mark? Why am I getting hard looking at you?"

Mark smiled and pulled Jason's head up so they faced each other.
"You think I'm hot Jay?" Mark asked quite confidently.

Jason's face went crimson, and it only made him look cuter. "Maybe. Can we please not talk about this?"

"But thats what we're here for. Anyway I almost forgot. Happy birthday. I got you something, I bought it ages ago and I hope you like it."
Mark got out a card and a wrapped box. Jason smiled and said it back and opened the card then his present. He gasped when he saw it was an expensive designer silver watch with diamonds encrusted around the edge and diamonds where the 12, 3, 6, and 9 should be.

"Oh God Mark it's gorgeous, I love it, but you shouldn't have. I don't deserve this. It must have cost you a bomb."

"Yeah it did, and if it had been three weeks ago I might have taken it back, but you're my best mate. Of course you desrve it. Thats the last though until you're 50. It will take me 'till then to pay it off." Mark laughed and James laughed with him.

"Oh here I got you something. Hope it's ok, you said a while ago you wanted it." Jason said as he took the box out of his pocket.

Mark tried to think what it could be and when he opened it, to find his platinum and diamond chain, he nearly fainted. "Fuck. This for me?" He asked. Jason nodded. "Oh Jay I can't believe you even took notice or remembered. Now this cost a fortune. I love it."

"Yeah I know, you're worth it though, I mean it." Jason said now getting all mushy.

Mark grinned and they hugged again, each saying thankyou. They pulled away and stared into each other's eyes. Nothing was said and silence surrounded them. Jason gulped, feeling a little nervous, but Mark only felt the same. Arms were hugging both of them together, up close. They didn't move, just looked.

Just then Mark's phone rang, breaking the silence. They jumped up and blushed together. Mark feeled around his pockets to find his mobile. Pete's name came up on the scren.

"Hi Pete." Pause. "Err yeah good thanks. Cheers." Pause. "Err think so, will do." Pause. "Yeah no problem." Pause. "He's here with me." Pause. "Ok seeya soon, bye."

Mark passed the phone to Jason.
"Hi." Pause. "Yeah I'm ok." Pause. "Thanks." Pause. "Is it? Ok sorry didn't know." Pause. "Yeah if u want, fine with me." Pause. "Ok seeya later then, bye. "

He switched the phone off and sighed. "I hope theres gonna be no suprise party at The Red Lion tonight. No cake and no balloons. Just lots of alcohol is all I want."

"Yeah I was thinking the same. Oh well lets see eh?" Mark replied. 

Suddenly it was silent and they both realised what could have happened had the phone not gone off.

"Jay?"

"Yeah I know. Just leave it yeah? Come on we gotta find something to do, my ass is sore. Unless you wanna stay here?" Jason said looking at his best mate.

"No lets go. What did you have in mind hot stuff?" Mark asked teasing.

Jason blushed at the remark, and found himself liking it so he grinned. "You think so huh?" He asked winking at Mark (who nearly popped a boner at that) straighteneing himself out before wiping his ass carefully from grass and dirt. He winced with pain from his left cheek.

"You know so. But don't worry I won't seduce you just yet." Mark carried on, finding himself getting used to this part of their relationship.

Jason liked it also. "Ok, and I'll try not to do the same."

Mark looked at him and smiled but wondered what was wrong with his buttocks. 'That's twice he's mentioned it being sore'

*******

They both walked and talked most of the afternoon, catching up and being like they used to. There was no uncomfortable silence like they had dreaded and there was no embarassment like they thought there would be. Occasionally they bumped into people they knew and chatted away, carrying on as though the last three weeks had never happened. It was only when they bumped into Brad, that Jason felt uneasy.

"Hey boys. Happy brithday." He cheered.

"Thanks." They both said together. 

Jason could tell that Mark felt a little nervous and wondered if he faniced Brad. Mark did, and Brad knew it. Brad and he even kissed once at college but Mark wouldn't go further. Jason didn't know about this though.

"Hey Mark, you at Red Lion tonight?" He asked getting closer to him as they walked together.

"Yeah both of us are. Hope it's nothing special." I butted in.

Brad laughed. "Oh no. Although we can get party poppers if you want us to."

Mark laughed "No thanks. Anyway where are you off to Brad?"

"Gotta get something for someone that's all. You wanna come?" Brad asked, rubbing his fingers up and down Mark's arm gently.

Mark blushed. Jason felt a rush of jealousy through his body like never before. He turned away so Mark couldn't see.

"Err no it's ok, Jay and I have things to do." Mark replied. Jason felt relieved.

"Come on, we can have some fun me and you. I'll buy you both a late lunch. We can talk alone later tonight." Brad said as his hand brushed along Mark's chest.

Jason seethed and felt his blood run cold. He hated Brad right then and wanted to pull Mark close to his own body for protection, for possession.
Mark pulled away from Brad in embarassment and shock. He glanced over to Jason with the corner of his eye and noticed the jealousy and hate. He smiled to himself, glad that it was affecting him like this. It was a good sign of things to come.

"Sorry Mark. I shouldn't have done that. We can talk tonight yeah?" Brad asked eagerly.

"Yeah, ok." Mark said happily. He couldn't let Jason know his eyes were only for him.

They said their goodbyes and Mark and Jason walked in silence. 

"You fancy him?" Jason finally asked.

"Yeah why, is there a problem with that?" Mark asked.

"No, fine with me." Jason replied although it really wasn't. He didn't want there to be, but God, after today, he wanted Mark now.

They walked back to Jason's car and drove back home. It was about 5pm and they brought back a take away and beer to scrounge on before getting ready.

Mark said he's be at Jason's for 7pm ready to go. He had another shower and thought about Brad. Yeah he was good looking, but not his type, he wanted Jason, and he thought or knew Jason wanted him as well.

Stepping into Jason's bedroom later on, he had a gorgeous sight before him. Jason was wearing only his very tight black boxers, that left nothing to the imagination. Mark felt his cock harden and expand.

"Huh sorry Jay. I did say seven you know? I was expecting you dressed and ready. Unless you were thinking of going like that?"

"Hmm you wish. Just got carried away in the shower. I don't see you turning away though." Jason smiled and turned to give Mark his best view.

"Well no, but why would I? Seen it all before, makes no difference to me." Mark said casually sitting on Jason's bed while watching him dress.

"Ahh but that bulge shows it does buddy." Jason laughed.

Mark blushed. "Ok, but you must have been looking as well. I see there's some crotch movement on your part as well. Do you like what you see Jay?"

"Oooh now aren't we getting bold all of a sudden. If you must know then yeah I do and I was fuckin hatin Brad touching you earlier on and right now I want to kiss you, but I can't." Jason said out loud. He gasped and realised. "Ooops now that was supposed to be in my head. Sorry Mark."

"Err no it's ok. I understand Jay don't beat yourself up about it. I want it too but if your not ready then I can wait."

"But what if I'm never ready? Mark I don't want you waiting for me." Jason explained as he put the finishing touches to his outfit.

Mark stayed silent and nodded.

They left and walked to the pub

***********

They walked in to find people cheering. Everyone was there that they knew apart from their parents and siblings. No cake, no balloons, just booze and more booze to keep them going. 

Once they had said hello to everyone, they went up to the bar to get their first legal drink. Of course they didn't need to buy any tonight. There were enough people buying drinks for them already, and Harry gave them free ones.

"Hey boys, I can actually serve you in here and not worry about being arrested." Harry said laughing as he pulled their usuall pints of lager. 
Harry had been the landlord of the pub for almost 30 years and watched the two handsome boys grow up. At 16 he allowed them to have their first alcholic drink, then it gradually became just common practice. They never got caught and never tried to hide it. Harry's son, being chief of police helped matters as well, never batting an eyelid. He was like a grandad to the boys and loved them just so.

That night he could see something different in both boys, something strange. He didn't know what it was but it was the way they looked at each other. 'hmmmm' he thought, 'wonder whats going on.'

The party was getting going, music blasting and poeple ranting and raving. Pete had hired a Kareoke machine and a few people got up to sing, even Mark and Jason. Pete, James and Danny were pleased the boys had made up. It wasn't the same without them together. 

On the odd occasions, the boys both looked at each other and winked, grinning and blushing. But nothing happened, even if they wanted it to.

Later on that night about 10.30, both birthday boys had drank a few beers, enough to get pissed on. They slowed down and were sipping orange juice for a while. Mark had been pulled away by Brad to another table and they were talking alone. Jason felt that same feeling he had earlier on and sighed. Mark was doing just as he said to do....find someone else. He couldn't blame him. He avoided looking over at them but knew they were sat close. 'Please don't kiss him' Jason thought to himself. He went to the bar and got a pint instead, drowning his sorrows. Mark was laughing with Brad. 'has he forgot me, just like that?'

He kept up the smiling face when people would pass but inside felt sad and hurt. It was a warm night so he stepped outside with his beer and sat on the outdoor tables. From where he sat, he could see Mark and Brad. Talking just the same, Brad hand would carress Mark's cheek and he felt like being sick. Not from the site of man to man, from the thought that it was Brad and not him.

Mark was sat with boring Brad for half an hour, listening to him babbling on about shit. He might have been hot, but this guy couldn't talk about nothing but himself. Mark smiled and laughed at the right points but he wanted to get away. He could see Jason looking over at them from outside. Mark wanted Jason just as much. He only hoped Jason still liked him after tonight.

"JAY, WHERE ARE YOU BUDDY?" Jason heard Pete shout out. Someone shouted to him he was outside.

"Jay, you okay? Are you not having fun? Cheer up it's your birthday." Pete asked as he sat next to him.

"I'm ok honest, just needed to think that's all." Jason replied looking up at Mark again. He stared at him like some love sick puppy.

"Who's got your attention Jay?" Pete asked then looked over to where he was staring. Pete's eyes opened wide. "NO WAY?"

Jason sighed. "Yeah 'fraid so. I don't know what to do anymore. You know we nearly fuckin kissed today, I wanted to really, but I'm scared shitless. I don't wanna be gay. He's the only guy I fancy. What the fuck is wrong with me, Pete? Its been two days and I'm besotted with him."

Pete looked at him "You nearly kissed? How did that fuckin happen? I suggest you start from the beginning. Then I may be able to help."

So Jason explained about Saturday (the day before) and how he felt about giving Mark a blowjob Friday, then about the letter, and what happened during that day and even about being jealous of Brad Fisher. 

"So let me get this right, in the space of two days, or maybe a bit longer, you have managed to find some sexual attraction for him, and fallen in love. Is that what your saying Jay?" Pete asked.

"Don't know. Yeah sounds 'bout right. Not sure about the love thing but yeah I want him, not for sex but to be mine. I can't stop thinking about him and it's driving me crazy. Is that a bit insane?"

Pete chuckled "Yeah buddy it is. You're in love. Fuck all that gay shit Jay, you want him then get him. I think most of those people in there wouldn't bother anyway. You make a cute couple, everyone says so."

Jason looked up with eyes wide open "They do?"

Pete laughed and nodded. Jason smiled.

Mark watched Pete and Jason chatting and wondered if his name was mentioned in the conversation, he hoped so. Brad was still yapping away taking no notice of Mark's absence from the converstion.

"Brad listen it was great talking to ya, but I gotta go speak to other people."

"Yeah ok Mark seeya soon." He replied while Mark stood up and walked away. He sat at the bar and got another beer, He needed it after that episode. Danny came chatting to him and Lucy, a girl from down the road joined in.

Half an hour passed by and although last orders had gone ages ago, the bar kept open. It only happened in the odd occasion. People soon started to leave one by one until there were only about 20 people left. Jason looked at his new watch Mark had bought him, 12.50 am. He drank that much he was lucky he could stand up, but with Mark's help, and both supporting each other, they wobbled home together, eventually opening Mark's front door and locking it shut.

Both completely bladdered, they stripped off each piece of clothing one by one up the stairs. Jason walked behind Mark so he couldn't see the tattoo on his ass. Both boys were sprouting erections from the site of each other, but neither had any energy to do anything whether they wanted to or not. It was better off anyway.

Mark climbed into his bed and Jason into his, lying on his side.

"Goodnight Mark. Love you," Jason called out.

Mark looked up suprised. "Night Jay." He paused. "Love you too."

"Yeah I know." Jason replied.

They both drifted off to sleep, but Mark woke up at 4.23am. He realised that it was the first night he hadn't kissed Jason when he was asleep. He managed to get out of bed and walk over to Jason's. He looked so peaceful, so sexy. 
He moaned quietly and bent down to give Jason a kiss on his cheek. When Jason didn't respond he did it again, then once more on Jason's lips.

Jason opened his eyes to the feel of Mark's warm soft lips caressing his own. He moved slighty upwards to kiss back.
Mark gasped and broke away

"Oh God sorry Jay. I didn't mean to..I mean I wanted...Oh God I don't know." Mark siad and sat down.

"Hey, what are you on about? I went to kiss you back. Get here you big softy. I wanted it." Jason said smiling.

"You did?" Mark asked suprised.

Jason pulled back the covers to reveal his erect cock sticking straight up. "Does this confirm it for you?" He grinned.

Mark bent down to kiss Jason full on the lips. It was hot, sensual and passionate. Both mouths opened and tongues were set free to roam inside their mouths. Mark was hard instantly and Jason allowed him into his bed. Mark was groaning as he grinded himself into Jason, both cocks rubbing against each other.

They stopped kissing and Jason whipsered. "Hey hot stuff don't get carried away. I want to wait 'till were both sober and booze free. Plus you stink." He laughed.

"So do you but I love it. Makes me want you more." Mark growled.

"God if I'd have known you'd be this randy I'd have had you long before now."

"Better late than never." Mark chirped and kissed Jason again, and they both fell sleep, waiting to see what the next morning would bring.

TO BE CONTINUED....