Jeff lays in bed, listening to the clatter of dishes being washed downstairs. He still had a couple of hours to get things underway, something at-least. He wanted to do things to Mark so bad he couldn't contain it. He throws the blanket off his body and he rushes out the bed, Jeff slowly tip-toes out the room and stops once to the stairs. He listens out for Mark. He didn't hear anymore noises coming from the kitchen. He walks down the stairs, taking the steps one by one. He tried to be quite but those dang steps kept cricking with each step taken.
"Jeff, didn't I tell you to go to bed. It's late. And you've got to get back home before school starts in the morning." Mark hollers
Mark gets up from the sofa, and walks over to the stairs. He looks up, seeing Jeff standing there. Jeff smiles "I'm just not tired Mark, can't I just stay up for a little while. I'm sure I'll get sleepy once I've watched some t.v. I usually fall asleep like that anyways. Well more from listening to the radio but the t.v. will probably do the same thing." Jeff pleads. A cute smirk on his face.
Mark shakes his head. "Alright Hardy, you can. You sure are persistent."
Jeff smiles and heads down the remaining steps.
"Ruff, ruff." Rover yells.
"Hey, who's this?." Jeff excitedly asks, running over to the dog and patting his neck.
"That's Rover. I let him in a little while after you went upstairs."
"He's so cute. Is he a bloodhound?."
"I'm not sure, he looks like one don't he. He was one of the strays." Mark explains.
"Does he usually stay inside overnight?."
"No, not usually. But he was staring at me through the side-door window. I couldn't help but cave in."
If only I could get you to cave in too.
"What was it that did it, the puppy dog stares." Jeff asks looking up at Mark.
"Yeah, I reckon so." Mark laughs.
"Let's see what's on t.v. Jeff." Mark says as he walks to the couch.
Jeff pats his leg, for Rover to follow. "Is he allowed on here?."
"Yeah, sure." Mark motions for Rover to jump up.
Jeff takes a seat. Rover began licking Jeff's neck. "Okay boy. That's enough."
"Rover, lay!." Mark stats demanding. Rover does as told.
"..Thanks."
Jeff and Mark settle into watching some t.v. before Jeff starts up a conversation.
"So... did I tell you yet, about the girl from school."
"The one that had a crush on you?."
"Yeah, that's the one."
"No, you didn't. What happened?."
"I told her like you said. She didn't take it as I had hoped. She called me some suggestive names. You know how women are." Jeff replies.
Mark nods his head "They can be quite temperamental."
"Did you ever have relationship problems?." Jeff asks.
Mark coughs "No, I have to say that I haven't had that much experience."
"Really?. But your old."
"I'm not that old.."
"Sorry, I keep calling you that, don't I."
Mark nods "Yeah, you do. But it's okay. I am alot older then you are. So at your age, I guess it makes me old."
"Your not really old, Mark. I don't mean to upset you." Jeff whispers placing a firm hand to Mark's knee.
"It's alright, you didn't upset me none. I've been called worse then that in my life."
"...What have you been called?."
Mark places a arm around Jeff's shoulder.
"Let's watch some t.v. huh." He whispers.
Jeff glances at Mark. "Alright, sure."
"Are you sure I didn't upset you?."
Mark looks at Jeff. "No, I told you, you didn't. I was just thinking on something."
"Thinking what?."
Mark laughs and pulls Jeff into his embrace. "What is up with you kids wanting to know everything!." He teases. Pulling Jeff down on the couch further.
Jeff laughs and waits for Mark to allow him back up. His hair got messed up some during the playfulness.
"I think I've messed up your hair." Mark whispers when ruffling Jeff's hair up some-more. "Oh yeah, it's messed up." He laughs.
Jeff smiles. "Real funny, Mark. Now your gonna get it." He jumps on-top of Mark. Fussing up Mark's hair now in return.
"Hey, hey. Stop that. Stop, come on. Your gonna mess up my ponytail." Mark complains all with a smile.
"Your having fun, admit it." Jeff whispers. Leaning upwards some so that he wasn't laying on Mark's chest but to the side of his body.
Mark grabs his ponytail, tightening it. "Why don't you ever have your hair down for?." Jeff asked.
"You wanna see my hair down?." Mark asks
"Yes I do actually. I don't think you've ever actually had it down, since I've known you." Jeff explains.
Mark smiles as he pulls his hair loose. Jeff just stares at Mark. His hair was beautiful, much more beautiful then having it put up all the time.
"You should have it down more often." Jeff suggests as he slowly lifts his hand up to touch some of the loose locks.
Mark doesn't pull away, so Jeff reaches further and tousles some of the hair. "It's smooth. Do you use female products for your hair?." Jeff playfully teases.
Mark laughs "Real funny Jeffrey."
Mark gently grabs Jeff's hand from his hair. "I think it's about time to go to bed."
Jeff looks away "I'm still not tired."
Mark kisses Jeff's knuckle unexpectedly. "I still think it's time for you to go to bed."
"It's late and I've allowed you to stay up long enough, like you wanted." He explains "So do me a favor and go back to bed, please." He continues.
Jeff wets his lips "But I don't want too." He whispers as he leans into Mark.
Jeff places his head on Mark's shoulder. "I'm really not that tired yet."
Mark rolls his eyes. Dang you kid. You will just listen to me and go to bed.
Mark looks down and Jeff. "I really don't want to get upset. But your not listening and I have to be honest. It's starting to get to me." Mark whispers. Jeff didn't hear him. He was comfortable watching the television and feeling Mark's breathing. The fire-alarm could have gone off, and it would have been oblivious to Jeffrey in that moment of time. He felt at peace. And Mark couldn't help but see it in Jeff's eyes. His relaxation.
Mark nudges Jeff softly with his elbow. "You've got to go to bed, Jeffrey." He stats yet again in vain.
Jeff mumbles something before looking up at Mark. His lips were formed in a soft smile. "I love you, Marcus. I really do." He sleepily confesses.
Mark smiles down at Jeff. "And I love you too. But you've got to get to bed."
Jeff's eyes go wide. "You do. You love me too?."
Mark gets a serious expression on his face. He coughs. And takes a few seconds to answer but when he does. Jeff can see the honesty behind his words.
"I do, I don't think I can explain it as I would like. But I do. You didn't think I loved you Jeffrey?." Mark sits up, his eyes focused on Jeff.
Jeff looks down. "I don't know. I guess I did but I just wasn't for sure. I had hoped you did. I don't know." Jeff shrugs.
"I do love you Jeff, I mean I don't think we're ready yet to do any of the things that real lovers do. I wouldn't feel right at doing that to you. But like I told you before, when it's right. It'll happen."
"Because of my age." Jeff looks down disappointed.
Mark lifts Jeff's chin up with one of his hands. "Look at me. I don't want you to feel like this. I love you, you understand. Don't think that I don't just because we haven't done anything. Because that doesn't mean nothing when your talking about love, real love. Anyone can have sex. But to love that person. It's special."
Jeff shakes his head. "I guess your right. I'm just being a brat."
"No, your not. Why don't I help you upstairs. Huh?."
"I'd like that. I'm pretty out of it."
"Your finally tired." Mark asks.
Jeff yawns "I guess so."
Mark gets up, grabs ahold of Jeff's arms. He lifts him up off the couch.
"Wait..." Jeff whispers. Pulling his arms around Mark's waist. "Tell me you love me again."
Mark smiles "I love you."
Jeff leans up and kisses Mark on the side of his face. Barely reaching his cheek.
"How about I help you out there." Mark whispers leaning down to allow Jeff more of a kiss.
The kiss lasted a few seconds before Mark pulls away. "It's time for you to go to sleep now."
Jeff groans "Can't I have one more kiss."
"Sure." Mark leans back down, Jeff puckers up and Jeff could feel Mark's moist lips touching his own.
Jeff tried to make the kiss more intimate by forcing his tongue into Marks' mouth but Mark wasn't having it. He pulls away abruptly.
Mark grabs Jeff's arm by the elbow. And leads him up the stairs and into the bedroom.
"Good-night Jeff." Mark whispers, wiping his mouth with his palm.
Jeff flops down on the bed. "Will you at-least tell me a story?." Jeff asks
Mark rolls his eyes. "When am I gonna get you to sleep."
"When you tell me a story." Jeff smiles
Mark takes a seat on the edge of the bed. He pulls his loose strands of hair back behind his ears. "What do you wanna hear?."
"Something about you." Jeff stats.
"Alright, let me think about it some."
Jeff grabs Mark's hand. Pulling it close to his chest. "..I want to hear about something from your child hood." Jeff replies.
Mark looks down "Alright. Well, did I ever tell you that I used to have a horse."
"You did."
"Yeah, I mean it didn't stay here. It was a friend of the family's horse. But they allowed me to name it and I was able to go over there every few weeks to ride it and to see how it was."
"But it wasn't really yours though."
"Well, not really."
"How old were you?."
"I was around six or seven." Mark replies, remembering the chestnut stallion.
"What did you name it?."
"...I think it was named Glover."
"Really, Glover." Jeff smiles.
"I was a kid. Look at Rover. I don't think I've gotten any better with naming pets." Mark laughs.
"I don't think so either. But I really do like both names. But I'm biased because I love you..." Jeff replies.
Mark kisses Jeff on the lips unexpectedly. "Good-night."
Jeff pulls into the kiss. Mark tries to pull away but Jeff wrapped his arms around the waist of Mark.
Mark pulls away slightly. "Okay, Jeff. You've had enough kisses for one night." Jeff smiles
"I don't think so, I think I deserve a few more actually." Jeff jokes.
Jeff lets go sadly, not that he wanted too but Mark was giving him a glare. He has pushed his patience tonight.
Mark heads out the room when Jeff starts to speak, Mark pops his head back in. "What?."
"...Is this you?." He asks pointing to the photo on his nightstand.
Mark walks over back to the bed. "Yeah..me and my parents. And my little brother, Glen." Mark whispers.
"What happened to them?." Jeff asks innocently enough. He didn't know that they had passed away like they did. He didn't mean to upset Mark at all with his question.
"...I.." Mark looks at the photo and all of a sudden, his vision gets blurry and he could feel the soft tears rolling down his cheek.
"Mark." Jeff gets up and stands in-front of Mark concerned.
"Are you okay, did I say something?."
Mark tries to control himself. "I'm okay. I just got a little light-headed. I'm fine."
"Is it about your family?." Jeff asks.
Mark grabs a hold of Jeff's shoulder. "..I don't want to talk about it now." Mark replies, a little more forceful then he wanted too.
Jeff looks down towards the floor. "Okay...I'm sorry I brought it up."
Jeff turns around to get back in bed, when Mark turns him around and pulls him into his arms. "I'm sorry. Don't be upset. I just find it too difficult to talk about. With anyone, it's not just you."
Mark kisses Jeff on the forehead. "I hope that one day, I can share it with you. It's just not now." Mark whispers.
Jeff places his arm in Mark's back-pants pocket. "I understand."
After several seconds, Mark allows Jeff to get back into bed. Jeff had taken his shirt off before covering up.
"You want me to cover you?." Mark asks.
Jeff nods and Mark leans over the bed. Carefully tossing the large blanket over Jeff's lower body.
"..Good.." Mark begins but Jeff caught him off guard. He begins kissing him, first on the mouth and then lowering his range to where he was suckling on Mark's neck gently.
He wasn't for sure if he was supposed to be making so much noise, if that was usual or not. But he really didn't care one way or another. He just knew that it felt good. Really good.
Mark tried to stop Jeff's sexual attack but Mark couldn't muster the control to stop it. It did feel just as good as he knew it did to Jeff.
And the earlier emotional whirlwind of mentioning his parents...and his brother caught him in a sense of just wanting release. Release from the pain and if this was that, then it was.
Jeff fumbles with Mark's shirt. "Take it off, please." He begs. His groin already aching.
Mark grunts as he roughly grabs the end fabric of his shirt and pulls it up over his head. He tosses it on the floor.
Jeff pulls the covers off and positions himself more upright, to where his back and head was leaning on the bed's backboard.
Mark in sexual over-drive, climbs onto Jeff gently. Positioning himself where his groin was touching Jeff's inner thigh.
He leans down and kisses Jeff, a long and lingering kiss. One that Jeff and him had never experienced.
Jeff begins pulling on Mark's waist-band of his jeans. Tugging on the fabric to where Mark's privates were located at. He wanted him naked so bad. He could feel the wonderful after-math of the sex already. He imagined them laying in peaceful bliss, the after-sex glow on each's face. Just basking in everything that had taken place.
"It hurts, please Markkk." Jeff whispers. This time, touching himself.
Mark lifts up before settling back down. He was forgetting everything that he had promised himself that he wasn't gonna do, like this. He looks at Jeff, Jeff's pleading eyes staring up at him. He blinks.
"Take your pants off." Jeff whispers
Mark blinks again, he looks down at what was transpiring. "I...I .."
"What." Jeff asks.
Mark lifts up "I can't do this..." He hurriedly gets up off Jeff, off of the bed and out of the room. He hops directly into the shower and stays in there long after Jeff had fallen asleep waiting for him to return.
TBC
I hope you enjoy this chapter, I had actually intended to end it before the partial sex scene started but the muses started speaking to me again saying that it was about time for something hot!. I'm not that great at sex scenes of any kind, so I'm sorry if it wasn't what you had hoped.