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Our New Life - Chapter 5 - by Mark Writer
On Sunday morning, Jim and I kissed and snuggled as we slowly woke from a pleasant night's sleep. We climbed from bed and sleepily strolled to the bathroom, where we lazily showered together, which eventually included some pleasant playtime fun. Jim and I cannot resist relieving each other's morning erections with our soapy hands. By then, we were wide-awake.
"Denny's for breakfast?" Jim asked, as I dried his back.
"Of course," I said. "Then let's go to the beach for a while."
"Wanta check out the hot, young hunks, huh?"
"No," I said with a smile. "Get some rays to keep up my tan. That's the excuse you always use."
"OK, Mark," Jim agreed. "After Denny's, soak up rays and eyeball hunks."
When we pulled into the Denny's parking lot, we met Seth and Tim, our two friends from the swim team.
"Hey, dudes," Seth said. "What's up?"
"Jim needs his Grand Slam fix," I laughed.
We went inside and joined Seth and Tim for breakfast. We joked about the swim team and school and talked about my job and our coming graduation. Then Tim asked about Neil and the web cam show.
"How's your hot, young stud cousin, Jim?"
Jim explained to Tim and Seth how he had scared Neil out of doing more cam shows.
"Damn! He was a big hit the other night, Jim. That was a hell of a show him and his boyfriend did. They could make it big in porn," Seth joked.
"Maybe, but not until he's legal he can't," Jim said. And we all laughed.
We invited Seth and Tim to go to the beach with us. They agreed and met us there. Being swimmers we're always prepared for the beach with suits, towels, lotion and blankets in our cars.
We spent a few hours on the beach soaking up sun and enjoying the scenery. We're all in good shape from swim team practices and stay well tanned from hours at the beach. So, as usual, we received some ogling and flirtatious glances from a few teen girls. Tim and Seth giggled and kidded each other about the female attention.
Tim and Seth are 19 and 20 year olds, a couple of years younger than Jim and I. They have been our best friends since they joined the swim team. Both have brown hair; dark tans and smooth, trim, swimmer bodies. With their gorgeous looks, it was easy to see why they attracted girls.
"Seth, that young, blonde chick is eyeing you," Tim said. "I believe she's got the hots for you."
"Yeah, well, she's not my type. I've been watching the volley ball game," Seth said. "Look at that hunk in the tight, green trunks. What a body! I'll take him!"
"Oh, yeah!" We all said eyeballing the muscular valley ball player.
When the hunk turned, Jim said, "Mmmm. Nice firm butt."
"Look at that bulge in the front," Tim commented, as the hunk jumped and spiked the ball. "I'll bet he's well hung."
"Bet he's straight, though," I said.
The game ended, and a shapely girl ran to the stud, threw her arms around him and planted a kiss on his mouth. "See! Told you!" I laughed.
When we had our fill of sun bathing and hunk watching, we headed for home.
"I'm hungry," Seth said, as we walked to our cars. "Why don't we pick up some KFC, and you dudes come to our place and hang this afternoon."
"Want to?" I asked Jim.
"Sure," Jim said. "We'll pick up some beer. Be there in a little."
Jim stopped at a liquor store, and I got a case of Bud Lite. Then we headed home. Tim and Seth live in our apartment complex, and they pulled in just after us. We followed them to their apartment.
Seth sat the KFC chicken and fixin's on the table. "Dig in, guys," he said. "Mark, pass out some beers."
I handed out beers. Tim passed out paper plates. And we all stuffed ourselves with chicken, mashed potatoes, slaw and beer.
"You dudes want to see one of Tim's videos he bought over break?" Seth asked.
"Oh, yeah. You said you got some hot, new ones," I said. "Let's see one."
"Well, maybe not as hot as Jim's cousin's show," Tim laughed.
Jim punched his shoulder and said, "Just show the damn video."
Tim put on the video. Jim and I sat on the couch, and Tim and Seth on the floor. It was a video with two sexy young guys. They were moving into a new apartment. Soon they tried out their new bed by lying on it in the sixty-nine position. As the scene unfolded and action started, I noticed each of us developing bulges.
Seth and Tim were still wearing Speedos leaving little to the imagination. Seth was rubbing and tugging to make room for his growing monster. He reached over and rubbed Tim's enlarged package and said, "I think we need to get more comfortable."
Seth pulled his Speedo off and kicked it across the room. Tim did the same.
"This is how we usually dress around here, dudes," Tim said. "Make yourselves at home, too."
I pulled off my T-shirt and dropped my trunks, freeing my seven- inches that had been straining the lining.
"We usually keep on our boxers," Jim said as he undressed, "but this is more convenient." He laughed, reached over and flicked my hard pole.
"Ouch," I said and grabbed his semi-hard dick.
As we watched the hot video action, we stoked our hard cocks. Soon Jim and I were stroking each other's, and I saw Seth and Tim were doing the same.
An unexpected knock on the door interrupted our fun. Tim quickly found his Speedo, pulled it on, and hurried to the door. He looked in the peephole and said, "It's Matt, and he has someone with him."
Matt was a neighbor in the apartment complex. He, like many of the tenants, was gay. He was a good friend of Tim and Seth and they often hung out together.
Tim cracked the door, and the rest of us grabbed for our swimsuits.
"Hey, Matt. Who's that with you?" Tim asked.
"Hi, Tim. Hey dudes! Don't get dressed for us," Matt responded. "This is my bro, Jake. He's not shy. We're all guys. Got nothin' we've not got." He said as they entered.
Matt and Jake were obvious brothers. Both were slim blondes with blue eyes. Matt had mentioned his brother many times. They were both gay and had fooled around since junior high school. Matt was a sophomore and Jake would start SIU this fall. He was visiting Matt for the rest of the summer to become familiar with the campus.
We relaxed and welcomed Matt and Jake. They were soon undressed, sharing the couch with Jim and I, as we watched the video. It wasn't long before we were moaning and stroking each other once again.
Jake certainly wasn't shy. He slid between Matt's legs and began to lick and suck his brother's cock like a pro. Matt sighed, closed his eyes, rested his head on the back of the couch and enjoyed his little brother's attention.
Tim and Seth soon followed and began hungrily sucking each other's dicks. In minutes all three pairs of us were on the floor in sixty-nines, licking and sucking, as the, now ignored, video continued to play in the background.
A few minutes passed, and the outgoing young Jake stood and announced, "Time to switch, guys!" He knelt and rubbed my leg. "Alright if I try Mark?" He asked smiling at Jim.
"OK by me," Jim said, grinning at me.
"Sure," I said. "Let's switch."
Jim joined Seth, and Matt and Tim paired off. Heads bobbed, and the sounds of sucking and slurping filled the apartment, as well as a few moans.
Jake's cock was at least eight inches of thick, uncircumcised meat. I was fascinated by it. This was my first experience with an uncut dick. I sucked and nibbled on the foreskin with my lips and ran my tongue under it, exploring and enjoying this new toy, before pushing the hood back with my lips to access the huge mushroom head. I licked around the shiny head and down the thick shaft before taking it all into my mouth.
"Ahhh! Yeah, Mark. Mmmmm." Jake moaned in approval.
Jake demonstrated his expertise with an unusual tongue technique. He would quickly flick and flutter his tongue as he licked and sucked the head of my cock, sending waves of pleasure through my body.
"Oh, God! Jake, that feels so awesome," I said.
He continued until I was on the brink of shooting. As I neared eruption, he stopped and licked the insides of my thighs and my balls with the same tickling tongue technique. Then he returned his attention to the head of my cock, keeping me constantly at the brink of explosion. The feeling was fantastic.
Jake had us switch partners several more times, until we had tried every cock in the room, and all had experienced Jake's tongue flutter technique. Our jaws and cocks were exhausted. We rested and cuddled with our original partners and drank the last of the Bud Lite.
I asked, "Jake, where did you learn that tongue thing you do? Dude, I really love it."
"Yeah, that's neat. I gotta learn to do that," Jim said as he smiled and kissed my cheek. "And you do too, Mark."
"Just somethin' I like to do," Jake said. "Matt has always liked it, and so has everyone else I've tried it on. I guess it's sort of my specialty."
Tim said, "Well, Jake, with that specialty, I think you'll do just fine here and be real popular. Don't you agree, dudes?"
Everyone laughed and agreed, as we sorted our clothes.
We said our goodbyes and left for our apartment. Exhausted from our activities, Jim and I fell into bed and were asleep in seconds.
The alarm soon beeped, and I started Monday with my boring education class. After class, I met Jim and Seth at the student center for lunch, and we laughed about the wild time we had with Matt and Jake Sunday. Seth left for a class, and Jim and I went back to our apartment.
The answering machine was flashing when we got home, and Jim checked the messages. There were two. The first was a recorded advertisement. The second was Mr. Parker, the principal from Weldon High School. He said there was a School Board meeting tonight, and he was going to recommend me for the math position. He would call after the meeting to let me know if they approved and make an appointment for me to meet with him.
"Well, well, teacher dude, sounds like the job's about wrapped up," Jim said.
"Yeah, computer nerd, it looks like I'm about to become a real educator."
We spent the afternoon working on projects for our classes. I had a lot of reading to do for my education class, and Jim was writing a paper about Internet security. We were still busy when Jim realized it was time to leave for swim practice.
"Babe, we better get movin'. It's almost time for swim practice," Mark said.
"OK. I'll drive myself. I want to get back in time for Mr. Parker's call."
"We'll be back in plenty of time," Jim responded.
"You know the guys will want to go somewhere after practice. If I drive, I can leave when I want."
"Babe, I'll come home with you. I want to be here when he calls, too." Jim kissed my cheek. "I want to share the moment with you and see your expression."
I hugged Jim. "God, I love you," I said.
"And I love you. Now let's go to practice," Jim said.
The team looked excellent at practice. The relay team Jim and I swam with was better than ever. The season was over except for the invitational that SIU hosts to end each season. The fans and press looked forward to this each year. The way the team looked at practice, it should do extremely well, and the spectators would go wild.
After practice we went to Gatsby's for drinks with several of the team members, Seth and Tim included. Matt and his brother, Jake, came in and joined our group. Matt introduced his brother, and said he was showing Jake an important part of college life--the nightspots.
By nine o'clock, I was ready to leave. "I better get home. Mr. Parker will probably call soon," I said to Jim.
Jim and I were saying bye to our friends when Jake approached me.
"You have to leave so early?" Jake asked with a sad face and puppy dog eyes. "I hoped you would come bar hoppin' with me and Matt. Tim and Seth are joining us."
"Wish I could, but I don't know when this guy will call."
"Let me give you my cell phone number," Jake said as he scribbled on a napkin. "Call me after you talk to that principal guy, and I'll let you know where we are. Meet us, and we'll buy you some drinks to celebrate."
"OK. Maybe," I said.
Jake rubbed and squeezed my crotch, then said, "Might even do some more partying afterwards." He smiled seductively, opened his mouth, and fluttered his tongue.
On the way home, I told Jim about my encounter with Jake.
"Well! Looks like Jake Boy has a hard-on for my teacher dude," Jim said. "Damn! Now I have to compete with Pizza Boy and Jake Boy. Wow! How many will there be when you start teaching at that high school?"
"Aww, Babe, do I detect a little jealous streak? You know I love you." I smiled and said, "I'd never leave my computer nerd for a pizza boy."
"Yeah, but what about young Jake? He sure as hell gives great head. And that thing he does with his tongue!"
"Uh huh! That hot tongue! And he's uncut!" I said. "I did have fun playing with Jake and everyone else. But I love you, Jim Boy." I kissed Jim's cheek and said, "Last night was just fun sex, but we make great love."
"I knew that, Mark. I just wanted to hear you explain it." Jim rubbed my leg and said, "I love you, too. We have such a perfect relationship. You can have fun sex. I trust you." He grinned and said, "I'd never leave you for a young pizza boy either."
We went into our apartment and almost immediately changed into our evening attire-boxers. We snuggled on the couch and watched MTV.
It was almost ten o'clock when Mr. Parker called. "You're hired. Welcome aboard Weldon High, Mr. McDonald," he said.
I grinned and gave Jim the thumbs up. "Thank you, Mr. Parker, and thank the board members for me. I promise to do my best not to disappoint you."
"Thanks, Mark, and I'm sure you will. Could you be here either Friday or Monday to sign your employment papers and get your teaching assignment? I know you're taking a class this summer. I don't want to interfere with it, but we need to get the contract signed."
"Friday would be good for me. My class has been cancelled that day." I looked at Jim and he nodded it was OK with him.
"Great," Mr. Parker said. "Say around ten o'clock?"
"See you then, Mr. Parker. Thanks again."
Jim grabbed me in a bear hug and spun around excitedly as he said, "Wow, Babe! Everything's falling into place for us. It's like perfect, Mark."
"We can leave after our morning classes on Thursday and be at Aunt Carol's that afternoon," Jim said. "I'll call her in the morning."
"We can get some newspapers and look at apartment and house ads Thursday night," I said. "Friday afternoon and Saturday we can check them out."
"Good idea," Jim said as he dropped me on the couch. "Now let me fix us some drinks to toast today's accomplishments."
"Damn, that sounded almost poetic, computer nerd," I yelled to Jim as he rummaged in the refrigerator.
"Shut the fuck up, teacher," Jim responded. "I'm trying to be serious and do this toast thing formal."
Jim quickly returned with two mugs of beer. He raised his mug and said, "To Mark's first teaching job."
I lifted my mug and added, "To finding jobs close enough for us to stay together and begin our new lives together."
We sat quietly in serious thought for several minutes after the toast. I broke the mood by picking up my mug and saying, "Beer? Real formal, Jim."
"What you expect from our refrigerator? It is The Champaign of Bottled Beer," Jim said. "And, it's in a frosted mug. Only the best in the house for a formal toast."
We kissed and finished our beers in silence. Then Jim said, "Class in the morning. Think I'll go to bed. You coming?"
"I couldn't sleep now."
"Well, truthfully that's not what I had in mind. I'd like to try that tongue flicker thing Jake Boy did that got you so hot yesterday."
"In that case, I think I will join you," I said with a smile.
In minutes, we were in bed, and Jim was kissing, licking, and attempting the Jake tongue flutter on my ears and neck.
"Oh, yeah! That's the Jake tongue flutter," I said.
By the time Jim's tongue had worked its way to my left nipple, he had mastered the technique, and as his moist tongue fluttered across my chest to my right nipple, my body was flooded with tingling pleasure.
"Oh! Yes, Jim! That's it," I moaned. "Mmmmm, you're even better than Jake."
When Jim used his new tongue skill on my navel, I was in total ecstasy, and my dick was so stiff it throbbed and ached. Then he took my engorged cock in his moist mouth, and I moaned and giggled with delight, as his tongue fluttered around the head sending tingling, tickling sensations throughout my shaft and balls.
"Oh, Jim! I love it. Don't stop."
Jim's newly mastered tongue flutter, combined with his excellent mouth and throat skills, soon brought me to the peak of arousal. "Ahhh! I'm gettin' close," I warned Jim.
I had no control. I could hold back no longer. My balls tightened, my cock pulsed, and Jim swallowed, as stream after stream of cum filled his mouth.
I stroked Jim's cheek and whispered, "God, that was awesome. Thanks, babe. I love you."
As Jim released my softening member from his mouth, the phone rang.
"Ignore it," Jim whispered. "Probably just someone selling siding."
"This late? It might be something important. It could be Mr. Parker again." I said and reached for the phone on the nightstand.
"Mark! It's Jake," the voice said. "Me and Matt are at Tim and Seth's. We're all drunk and horny as hell. Thought you dudes might want to join us for some fun."
"Jake, we've been having our own fun," I said. "Jim's been practicing your tongue flutter thing on me. I was just about to try it on him."
"Oh!! Shit!! I'm sorry, Mark."
"Why? I'm not. It felt fantastic," I said. "Jim's getting pretty good at it."
"No, smart ass, for disturbing you. I'm just a drunk jerk. I shouldn't have called you this late. You get back to Jim, and you dudes keep practicing. It works on all body parts, you know?"
"Yeah, Jake, we've learned that."
"Well, shit-for-brains here will hang up so you can practice some more. Try to practice some in the morning too. If you need help, I could come over."
"Goodbye, Jake," I said and hung up.
"It was Jake," I said. "He said to keep practicing. It's my turn now!"
To be continued.
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