Mark had just gotten off of of his long flight from Italy.
He was finally in America to pursue his dreams of becomming the most famous stripper in the country.
He set off to his new apartment. After leaving almost everything behind in Italy,
He didn't have much of anything to move in.
"Virginia.. So gorgeous.."
Mark let out a sigh and began to unpack the few things that he did own.
He was curious to see what Ruckersville looked like.
He wanted to know what there was to see, where to go.
"I guess I should probably head out. Its pretty late already,
but I could go get something to eat and pick up a new game on my way back home."
Mark then set off on a walk around town. He went and ate-in at a KFC. He is very fond of greasy foods.
After he finished his entire 20PC bucket of chicken,
he walked outside and headed for the nearest Gamestop for a new video game.
The breeze outside was chilly, not too cold for a jacket though. As he approached the store, he could hear autistic screaming from inside.
He cautiously walked into the store and saw something absolutely shocking.
A pleasantly plump man in a striped shirt, and what appeared to be a medallion around his neck, was screaming at one of the employees.
Marks heart immediately leaped when he saw this amazing man. He wanted him. He NEEDED him."SONIC'S ARMS AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE BLUE YOU IGNORANT FOOL!"
"ITS BEEN YEARS SINCE THAT HAS CHANGED!"
The employee was crying.
The man then pepper-sprayed the employee.
Mark, then and there, knew that he had to rescue this man before the police took him away, never to be seen again.
He grabbed this man by the arm and dragged him out of the store.
The two then ran behind a nearby McDonalds. The man seemed to be angry.
As soon as he realized Mark meant no harm, He calmed down.
He coudln't see his face because of how dark it was outside.
"Are you ok?" Mark asked the man.
"What were you thinking back there? You could have been arrested by the police!"
"I'm sorry, I just hate how they made Sonic's arms blue.. They aren't BLUE!" He replied.
"Well, Its ok. I'm Mark. What's your name?"
"C-chris.." He said in a worried tone.
"Well.. My name is Mark, I'm new here. I just moved here today from Italy." Mark kicked a can on the ground. The area around him seemed to be riddled with trash.
"I came here to make it big as a stripper.."
"Italy? Thats pretty far isn't it?
I'm sure you must be tuckered.
Wanna come and stay at my house for a while? You can meet my mother!" Chris beamed.
Mark didn't know how to reply, His new friend(and crush) wanted to hang out with him.
"W-well.. I mean I wouldn't mind.." Mark said shyly.
Mark grabbed onto his hand and led Chris out of the dark towards a street light.
Chris was finally able to see the stranger who had helped him.
Mark had greasy long hair, was pretty fat, and had a guitar on his back.
Chris was speechless when he saw him.
Chris began to fall in love with this man that was holding his hand.
"W-well.. We should begin to head back.." Chris stuttered.
The two of them walked together down the street and chit-chatted a bit until they reached Chris's house. They both enjoyed a very intelligent conversation about MLP.
They both knocked on the door of Chris's house.
A woman with grey hair opened the door.
She didn't seem to understand what was going on, but greeted the two regardless.
"H-hello boys! Chris, Is this your friend?"
"Yes mother. This is Mark, I met him at GameStop!" Chris said happily.
"Oh, and this is my mother Barbara."
"Its very nice to meet you." Mark said.
They both walked in side. Chris's mother walked back into her bedroom whilst trying to push through all of the clutter.
It appeared the home was in bad condition. There was a hoard of things everywhere.But both Mark and Chris managed to get into Chris's room.
Both of them sat on the edge of Chris's bed.
They became very tense and flustered when they realized they were in a room together, all alone.
They could hear the buzzing of the old beaten-up Nintendo64 and Barbara's snoring from her bedroom. The both of them concluded she had been sleeping earlier and went back to bed.
Mark proceeded to roll a blunt.
"Hey, want a smoke?" Mark asked.
"Sure!" Chris said. "I don't smoke much.."
One blunt turned into many.
the two of them were stoned out of their minds, telling eachother anything and everything.
"Mark, Honestly when I saw your face, I got a little horny.
Mark didn't know what to say, but the erection rising in his pants said enough.
Chris could see that Mark had felt the same way as he,
so he got off of the bed and got between Mark's portly legs.
Mark understood this gesture and unzipped his pants.
Chris then proceeded to pull out Mark's foreskinned and odorous chode.
It was about the length of Chris's pinkie finger.
Mark flinched a little bit, for he was extremely sensitive down there.
"Hnng.." Moaned Mark
Chris was delighted by marks moans. He couldn't stand seeing him suffer seuxally.
Chris began so suckle and lick marks cock.
"A-Ahn..." Mark moaned like a little girl! Mark came closer and closer until.."HIYAAAAAH!!!" Mark cummed. It got all over Chris Chan's face!
The two of them decided to call it a night and fell asleep in Chris's piss-fermented bed. It was the best sleep Mark had ever had.
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Mark X Chris Chan!!
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