Chapter 2
Jack's hands were sweating as he turned the knob opening the door to his hotel room. His heart raced, thoughts swirling. Is this really happening?!
Jack and Mark stood, hand in hand, as the door closed behind them. They stared at each other in the dark. Jack, head spinning, leaned back on the door. Mark ran his fingers through Jack's hair. Jack shook uncontrollably. Their faces were just inches apart. Taking in a deep breath, Mark plunged in, gently but firmly pressing his lips to Jacks. Jack had a jerk reaction at first, but the warmth quickly overtook his body and he gave in to the passion. Mark wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close. Their kisses were long and deep. He grabbed Jack's hands and pulled him further into the room. Their eyes stayed locked as they walked deeper into the darkness.
He turned Jack around and gently pushed him back onto the bed. Mark walked around the bed to the night stand and flicked on a lamp. He looks back at Jack. The dim light was just enough to add an alluring shimmer to Jack's piercing blue eyes. Mark reached down, pulling his shirt up and over his head and dropping it to the ground. Jack opened his mouth as if to speak, but Mark just shook his head and continued to walk back to the foot of the bed. Jack's eyes never left Mark's as the soft light outlined his muscular physique. Mark placed one knee on the bed, leaning in towards Jack. His head fell to the side as he firmly pressed his mouth against Jack. A soft moan escaped Jack's lips.
Mark pulled Jack's shirt up over his head and threw it across the room. He let out a low growl as a smirk covered his face. He kisses Jack again, this time pushing him onto his back. Their bodies press against each other as Jack reaches up and runs his fingers through Mark's fauxhawk. "Fuck." He mumbled under his breath as he pulled Mark closer.
Mark stood up at the foot of the bed and began to unhook his belt. Jack smiled, placing his arms behind his head and watching. It was like his own private show and he reveled in every single second of it. Mark slid his belt out the loops and tossed it to the floor. He turned his back to Jack and let his pants hit the floor. Facing the wall in only in his pink boxer briefs, Mark inhaled sharply. He prepared himself to turn back around but didn't move quickly enough. He felt Jacks arms wrap around his torso. Jack gently kissed the small of Mark's back. He turned around, meeting Jack's gaze.
He took a deep breath in as Jack grabbed his waist band. Jack slowly slid them down, revealing Mark's rock hard erection. He stared at it, while a flurry of emotions whirled through his mind. He had never been so excited and terrified at the same time. He leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on the tip, and placing a hand on his balls. Mark tips his head back and lets out a loud moan. Jack closes his eyes and plunges forward, his mouth slowly pulling Mark's entire rigid cock inside of him. "Holy fuck Jack!" Mark cried out. Jack placed his hands firmly on Mark's ass cheeks and pulled him closer. The room was filled with the sounds of slurping and moaning. Mark looked down at Jack, grabbing his hair. He held tight to his hair as he thrust himself in and out of Jack's wet mouth.