Fourth Of July

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Marks P.O.V

I wake with a thrashing headache, the feeling of tiny men walking across my brain and spine. I groan and roll over. The bright light through my white drapes illuminates my face. Picture worthy.

I look and see clothes strewn throughout the room and wander whose they were.

I hear a crash downstairs and jump. 'Someone's in my house'

I get up and grab my pocket knife from my jeans. I hear a male voice and my ears perk up. Might be him, or wishful thinking.

I pad downstairs and see a blonde haired boy, stubble coming from his face. His stature taller than me and skinny. I cock my head to the side and remember last night.

I went to a bar and picked this guy up. One thing let to another and judging by the clothes you can fill in the puzzle pieces.

I clear my throat, "Um- Hi." I get out and he turns and smiles. "Good morning babyboy." he comes and wraps him arms around my waist. I feel dirty when he does that, his hands aren't meant to be on my waist. I smile and slowly get out of his grip. "What were you doing in here?" he glances around and gives me a lop sided grin and scratches the back of his neck. "Trying to make you breakfast." I look at the clock and my eyes bug out of my head. "Shit! Its 6:19." I race up the stairs and grab a nice dress shirt and black jeans.

I hear foot steps up the stairs and see him in my doorway. "Mm, baby you look good." I give him a dirty look. "Listen. I know I met you last night and we might have done things but honestly I can't  remember your name. And I really need to get ready for work." he was obviously hurt by this and scoffed. "Text me sometime okay." I say jumping around to put my foot in the jeans.

I rush to the bathroom and brush my hair and teeth. I unplug my phone and race downstairs and see him walking home. I start to clean up the mess and realize its getting awful close to seven. I smile and grab a jacket and my bag off the couch. I shove my keys and phone in and rush out the door.

Jacks P.O.V

I fidget on my couch messing with my phone waiting for him. Hopefully he didn't forget. I was off in la la land and hear a honk. I grin like a little kid just got candy.

I open the door holding my bag and see a very handsome man on my door step. I could get used to this. "Morning baby boy." I grin and kiss his nose.

I could get used to this.

Marks P.O.V

I drove Jack to school and make him get out before I walk in. After that I rush to get into first period.

I goof around until I hear a knock at the door. I walk over and see a short handsome boy and my boss. "Watch he keeps being a disruption." he shoves him towards me and groans.

I frown at Jack and see him grin. "Follow me." I say seriously.

He sits right in front and I continue to teach. I glance at him and see his legs spread and finger hanging out his mouth.

This is gonna be a long day.

Jacks P.O.V

Mark asked me to meet him after school, something about being a disruption. I am very sure that's not what its about. But I still move me feet down the hall shoving past people, excited to see him.

I reach his door and knock slightly, not wanting to walk in on something. It take only a few seconds before the door opens and I'm pulled in.

I hear the door slam shut and his hands are next to my head. His brings his knee close my my crotch and I gasp. "You've been a bad boy." He growls. 'Oh' I think and grin. "What are you gonna do about it daddy?" I question. "Fuck the brains out of you."

He attacks my neck and I let out a low groan. I run my arms along his dress shirt and pull at it. "Off." I grunt and he pulls away to take it off. I watch with lust and palm myself. He sees this and grabs my wrist. "Aha, no touching yourself. You'll get off to me fucking you." I pout but it ends when he attaches his lips to mine. I moan lightly as his hand finds my crotch and he slowly rubs. I try and thrust up but he holds my hips down.

"Strip." he says backing away and unbuckling his belt. I do as he says and strips down.

I'm already a confident person but he showers me with parise and I already feel more confident because of him.

Once I'm naked he takes me to his desk and lays me down. He opens his drawer and I watch closely. He pulls out a bottle of lube and pours some on his finger. I watch him close the bottle and set it to the side.

I feel a finger probe my hole and I throw my head back. As he pushes in a finger he also grabs my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. I pant and claw at his arms and back. It wouldn't be so bad but he already has two fingers up my ass and is sissoring them.

I let out quiet moans and gasp and arch my back at every new sensation. "Mark." I let out a whine and he pulls out his fingers.

He grabs the bottle again and slicks himself up. He rubs my chest for comfort. I nod slightly and feel a hot ring of pain and I scrunch my face up. He bends down and kisses my cheek and runs his hand through my hair.

It only takes a few seconds before I am used to his size and nod to continue for him to move. He thrust slowly at first and I get bored of this. I groan and frown. "Faster daddy." he laughs. "Got it princess."

Oh god when I said faster he defiantly lived up to it. His pace speeds up and I arch my back and let out a long drawn out moan and curse wildly.

He keeps going at a hard, fast pace and I love it.

I feel a familiar heat come to the bottom of my stomach. "Mark I-I'm gonna cum." I say. He grabs my face and pulls it close to him. "Not till I say." I moan and fuss about it. "Shut up brat." he says and slap my thigh.

I continue the bad boy bratty act and squirm. I try to grab my dick but he just slaps my hand away. He grabs my neck and pulls me back to face him. "I suggest you behave or ill have to punish you tonight." I whine and he lets go.

After a few more seconds I hear him moan loudly and he cums inside me I watch him ride out his high and he says cum. Almost on command I do and moan loudly.

He pulls out slowly and helps me up. I stumble around and grab my boxers. He fixed his belt and shirt while I slip on shoes. I walk over to him and attach my lips to his. "Come over tonight." he murmurs and I lay my head on his chest. "I can't I have a show." I say and draw little shapes on his chest.

"Come over to my place and do it." I think about it and finally decide to. "Okay, but you can't show your face." He nods and grins. "Ill think of something." I nod and hear the clock go off in the back. 5'oclock. I look up at him and see he sighs. "We need to get going." I nod and grab my bag.

He leads me out to his car and I get in. He takes me home and we talk about what we are going to do tonight. "Want to watch a movie when your done with your show?" I nod and run my hand along his leg.

He drops me off, but not without a kiss. I gratefully take it and tell him I'll see him tonight. He nods and I smile.

Now to figure out what to wear.