Luke Norman: Origins

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I thought I'd share some of my work on my boyfriend, Luke Norman...

Luke Norman: Origins

The slight thud of a closing door traced the tiled floor of an empty, tall house. Emerging not so subtelty from the darkened entrance was the outlines of four young men, clumsy and dazed. The four stumbled towards the bottom of a nearby staircase in apparent darkness, laughing between them at events that had unfolded that very night. With some well concentrated effort the shaded figures trodded the final steps of the boxed stairwell and made it into a welcomed light room.

"Fuck me that's bright" said the taller of the group. Thought his height didn't account for his weight, the boy was quite lanky. A tuff of dark reddish hair was scruffed ontop, covering his eyes to some extent, the boy winced at the light. "Probably because you're pinging, Mark" said another of the boys, laughing to himself as he sat down at his computer. The boy was so accustomed to the walls around him only suggesting it was his place, a skinny yet somewhat attractive teen, his hair extended past his ears in a smooth, straight edge of brown.

"Nah" replied Mark "I was only on the piss tonight".
"I am still fucked off my head" the third boy stated, apparently in no collection of the current conversation. His accent was noticeably different from the others, a strong English background coursed through his words. He was definately the most handsome of the group, his lightly tanned skin and closely shaven, dark hair were not his only features, rather his noticeably tuned body only highlighted by the shirt he was wearing.

"That's because you double dropped, Luke" the brown haired boy said, before turning back to his screen, "Still hasn't hit me yet".
"You always have shit luck with them anyway" replied Luke.

Luke made his way to a computer next to the brown haired boy and sat down, giggling at the sensations of colours presented to him. Mark made his way to the bed in the corner of the room and laid down on his stomach, exhaling heavily, as if his body was taxed throughout the events of the night. The fourth boy, who was almost as muscled as Luke sat down at the edge of the bed and watched the other two play on their computers. His hair was long and styled, a sleak black that was only highlighted by the matching colour of his stubble.

"So the pills haven't hit you yet, Bryce?" asked Mark, looking at the brown haired boy.
"Nah, this shit always happens to me. I bet you anything it'll hit me in like 10 minutes now that we're home" replied Bryce.
"I'd like to try pills one day" stated the dark haired boy, slurring slightly with his words.
"You've never done pills, Matt?" asked Luke, questioning the dark haired boy.
"Never" Matt replied in a drunken slur.

The four continued to highlight the events of the evening, it had been a good one. The four of them were celebrating the birthday of a close friend and naturally, alcohol and drugs were strong convictions of the night. The four boys were worse for wear but they were completely ok with it, inebriation was only welcomed by the four.

"Oi, what the fuck" started Matt, turning to look at Luke, "How come you didn't end up being with that chick... girl..." he finished, sipping a beer he had cupped in his hand.
"Because I'm like a hundred times more badass for any girl" joked Luke, swaying in his seat.
"Oh you big silly player" Mark said, now laying on his back on the bed, swaying his arms in the air.

The energy of moving his arms taxed Mark greatly, a strong reminder of how tired he actually was. With strained effort he pulled a blanket over him and rolled onto his side, the muffled voices of the other boys conversation only fading away as he slipped off into a quick sleep.

He only wanted to rest his eyes for a few minutes, but those few minutes had seemed to of flown. Before gaining any serious recollection of where he was he noticed the room was dark, the conversation that was so vibrant before was as extinguished as the presentation of light. Mark rolled over onto his back and looked up slightly, feeling a sort of rejection in his stomach from all the alcohol he had hours before. Matt was asleep on the floor, legs positioned oddly only assuming he too must of passed out. Bryce was nowhere to be seen, giving Mark the assumption he was in a different room. Besides him though, was Luke, still opened eyed.

"You awake?" Luke asked Mark.
"Yeah... fuck, I passed out" Mark replied.
"I know" Luke laughed "I can't even sleep I'm so fucked off my head right now"
"Why are you lying down?" Mark questioned.
"Oh..." Luke stumbled "Uh, trying to wake you up"
"Oh, well thanks" Mark said sarcastically, "Could of done that a few hours ago".

Luke laughed and adjusted his body again. Doing so made Mark notice how close he really was, maybe it was just the pills. Luke was practically right up against him, Mark could feel his breathes.

"Dude, I'm so pissed off about that chick" Luke said, turning to Mark.
"Just be thankful you can get close to them" Mark joked, looking at the roof.
"She was fucking hot though, you saw her, right?" Luke began to talk faster, an obvious affect of the pills, "And I was fucking with her for ages and we ended hooking up and shi-..."
"You hooked up with her?" Mark cut in.
"Ah... not really it was more of a pansy kiss" Luke replied.
"The fuck is a pansy kiss?" Mark questioned.

Luke began to strain for a bit and tried to think of a way to explain it, the pills still messing with his head making a collaberation of "Uhm's" and "Uhh's" come out instead.

"Oh, well if you put it that way" Mark said sarcastically, laughing to himself.

His laugh was soon exchange to that of a quick gasp and then silence. Before he had known it, Luke had propped himself up and leant into Mark, pressing his lips against his for a split second before breaking away.

"Like that" Luke said, laughing.
"I... wha..." Mark replied, his mind told him to react angerily but none was present, simple confusion.
"I have that reaction on girls" Luke laughed, still facing Mark.

The laughter that was once filling the room had vanished, leaving Luke and Mark staring at eachother still. Their eyes hadn't broken contact since the kiss, the thought of it still on their minds. Before Mark could even think of another word Luke had leant in again, placing an arm around Mark's body and kissing him again, but slower this time.

Confusion warped Mark's mind... he shouldn't be enjoying this so much, what the hell is going on? He has to stop this right now... But he couldn't, his only
reaction was to accomodate Luke's tongue a little further in his mouth, moaning softly in appreciation.

They broke away for a second and stared at eachother before starting the kiss again, both of them exhaled and pulled eachother closer, the warmth of their bodies accelerating the pleasure. Mark moved his hands under Luke's shirt, feeling his abs in his hands. The kiss became far more forceful and intense. Luke moved a hand and placed it toward Mark's thigh, rubbing it softly before moving further in. Mark let out a sharp gasp at his touch, breaking from the kiss for a mere second before Luke pressed his lips back towards Mark's.

Continued in the next post.

[Markface]

continued from above...

This was all happening so fast, but why couldn't he stop it? Why was he feeling like this?

Mark felt the warmth of Luke's hand inside his thigh, a thumb toying with the top of his boxers. Mark let out a soft moan, breaking away from the kiss. Both of their breathing was heavier now as Luke looked down towards Mark's cock, now getting harder. He leaned in and kissed at Mark's neck, slipping a hand into Mark's pants and grabbing the shaft of his cock, gently jerking it. Mark let out another moan.

Before long Mark was thrusting against Luke's hand, the feel of his lips on his neck was only exciting him further. Mark's length made it through the grip of Luke's hand, thrusting faster with each pound. Mark gave a heavy breathe trying to enjoy this strange new experience.

But the experience was lost as soon as it started as Luke moved his hand from Mark's cock and began to stradle his hips, kneeling over Mark. He crawled forward so Mark's lips were close to his crotch... Mark knew what was going to happen next.

British toyed with his own boxers this time and pulled them down slightly, revealing a hardened, shaved cock. Mark sat up slightly and moved his hands to Luke's hips, bringing his lips to the very tip of his cock, taking the head in his mouth and sucking softly. Mark felt Luke's hand make it's way to the back of his head and edged him on slightly before a brief distraction got the best of them.

Somebody was coming upstairs... and a new type of feeling welcomed them, anxiety. The boys rolled over quickly and pulled up their pants. Mark rolled over and pretended to sleep again. While his eyes were closed and his mind buzzing from alcohol, his close experience with Luke meant he wouldn't be getting to sleep for a while.

The End, I fuck men.

[Markface]

HERE'S ANOTHER STORY

Another gush of wind provided the reassurance of the cold winters day that was at hand, the melody of the crackling ice on the roof was not enough to pre-occupy Mark, as he had friends coming for a gathering.

Mark had been looking forward to this moment for a while now. He was seventeen and for the first time in the entirety of his life, he had his house all to himself. His parents were away for the weekend and his brother decided to tag along with them. This meant he finally had the opportunity to throw a party for his friends, allowing them to drink at his place for once.

Though it was a few hours before anyone would start showing up, Mark had completely finished the party area. He emptied his garage, filled the fridge with booze and was ready for the night.

He was just about to leave to return to his computer before his phone went off. He looked at the Caller I.D and saw an incoming message from his friend Luke. It read:

"Hi Mark can I get 2 urs a bit early its the only time I can get a lift?"

This made Mark feel a little more reassured knowing that he had finished his drinking area, he replied to Luke saying it was perfectly fine. Knowing he would have friends over a bit earlier, Mark decieded to take a shower and shave before anybody got there. He was a bit worse for wear...

:::

Mere minutes after getting out of the shower, Mark heard a knock at the door. He figured it was Luke and told him to let himself in while he got changed.

Mark climbed the stairs to be greeted by the well groomed exterior of his friend Luke. They greeted and began conversation.

"Hey Mark" said Luke with his British accent.
"Hey" said Mark observing the bag on Luke's back, "You can put your alcohol in the fridge through there if you want "
"Oh" replied Luke "It's ok, I've already done it".
"Alright then, well... just do whatever you want till other people get here" Mark answered as he walked back off to his computer.

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An hour passed of waiting. Luke was watching TV while Mark continued to dab away at the computer. Eventually Mark heard the door open to find Luke standing there.

At this point Mark noticed how handsome Luke really was. His hair was absolutely perfect. His white shirt hugged softly against his hard, chistled body... Luke was in much better shape in comparison to Mark.

"What are you doing?" asked Luke as he entered the room, looking at the computer screen.
"Nothing much" replied Mark, still finding it very hard to avoid staring at Luke.
"So bored here, how long till anybody shows up?" asked Luke, falling down onto a nearby seat.
"About another two hours, nothing to do till then I'm afraid" said Mark, feeling confused about his newly founded feelings for Luke.

An uneasy silence filled for the next few seconds.

"You know what we could do? said Luke in a much more relaxed pose. Mark noticed him grinning slightly towards him.
"W...what?" said Mark, slightly aroused and scared at the same time.

But before Mark could let out a simple gasp Luke had rushed over and kissed him. Mark felt his lips press firmly against his as a sudden jolt of lust and confusion filled him. Mark let out a moan and closed his eyes, feeling Luke's strong arms wrap around his body.

"Have you ever been with a man before Mark? asked Luke.
"N... no... Luke, what about your girlfriend? What about Shay? replied Mark in a shy, timid voice.
"She's a man aswell Mark..." replied Luke.
"Why am I not suprised? answered Mark.
"Shhh Mark... let me introduce to you what it is like to be with another man" said Luke.

And with this, Mark felt Luke's hand grab his. Luke slowly guided Mark's hand up the leg of his pants and towards his crotch. Mark could feel the pulsation of Luke's cock in his hands as he gave it a soft squeeze though his pants.

Luke then stood up and began to undo his belt. Mark knew what was going to happen and prepared for it, he got down on his knees and watched Luke drop his pants, revieling his Union Jack underwear and a large buldge underneath them.

Mark got closer as Luke pulled down his underwear. He could see his shaven pube stubble in sight and then the top of his hard cock. Suddenly his underwear was so far down that Luke's erection swung back up and slapped Mark on the jaw.

"Gotta watch it babe" said Luke as he grabbed the back of Marks head and pulled him towards his cock.

Mark slipped out his tongue and began to lick the end of Luke's cock. It wasn't like he imagined a penis to taste like, after all it had no distinguished taste about it. Mark then wrapped his lips around Luke's cock and began to suck inwards.

A moan of appreciation was let out by Luke as Mark began to slowly, but valiantly, swirl his toungue and lips around the tip of Luke's penis. Luke made a tug of excitement on Mark's hair as he went further down his shaft, sending tingles up his spine.

The panic and enjoyment of Mark's warm and wet interior was a bit too much for Luke. His soft, slimy tongue working it's way around his penis was more than enough. He let out a soft gasp and came inside Marks mouth.

Mark coughed a little as he accepted the warm and sticky residue of Luke within him. The salty extract quickly turned slimy with the grant of Marks saliva and he swallowed all of his semen. He then looked up at Luke, who was panting, looking towards the roof. Luke then looked down and they made eye contact.

"I don't want you to tell anyone about this" said Luke "This is our secret".
"I promise Luke" replied Mark, still shaking from Luke's muscular thrusting.

The two boys proceeded to get dressed and continue on as they were. Guests arrived that night, and while both Luke and Mark mingled with the girls of the party, they would never forget what had happened mere hours ago...

The End.