the mark

the anniversary

Tharn stayed away from type for a month. They both had to interact together but tharn wouldn't go anywhere near him to even touch him.
Type was in the shower he's head hung with his hands on the wall.
"3 months to go."
He gritted his teeth.
The month somehow was hurting type. Its what had to happen, but why did he feel this pain in his heart.
Type knew once this was done he was going to stay away from him at all costs. He didn't know what he was going to do with lin yet but he had to do something.
Maybe tharn finally moved on. Type twitched, that likely hood was small. He knew what happened a month ago was probably resonating with him.
Breathing in he turned off the shower he had a full schedule today.
Getting dressed he looked to the clock it read 7am.
Nodding he went to the kitchen he looked down at the table his breakfest was already there. Sitting he ate quickly.
Soon tharn made he's apperence like every morning but type eyed him something was off. The chief didn't give him food but just a cup of coffee. His usual breakfest was a bowl of assorted fruit.
Keeping his eyes down type let his curiosity get to him.
"Aren't you hungry?"
Tharn just shook his head sipping his coffee.
"Um well we have a full load today you need your strength."
"Just finish ill meet you at the car."
Getting up he finished his coffee turning around leaving.
Tharn was acting stranger then usual.
Type chewed his food slowly thinking.
Then his phone that he put on the side pinged. Unlocking it his eyes widen, lips parted looking after tharn.
It was the anniversary of his mother's passing. It had been 8 years.
Type breathed in sorrowfully.
The day past in a blur, tharn didn't speak more then a few words he also barly ate.
Getting back to the.house type had paperwork to complete and tharn took off his jacket going up stairs to his room.
Type went to the bottom looking up.
"You should eat something."
Tharn stopped for a moment but didn't turn around.
"I'm tired I'm going to bed."
Type looked to his watch it was 7. Looking back tharn was gone.
Breathing out he turned around to the living room putting the stack of papers to the table thumping them loudly.
Leaning his back to the couch he looked at the papers with sullen eyes. A memory played through his mind.
The boys were next door neighbors and from the same type of background. They met at a function when they were 10. At first meeting they didn't like each other but a year later type saw tharns mother had fallen and he helped her. Seeing that act of kindness he reevaluated types edgy demeaner he saw when they first met. Type seeing tharn softened he reevaluated his proper demeaner.
They then couldn't stay away from each other hanging out in each other's houses almost everyday.
Has the years past tharn was there when types dad died, not fully understanding how that came about to when his mother at age 14 got really sick.
That year was the hardest for tharn. His mother got weaker and weaker til she was house bound and couldn't leave the bed.
Type stayed even when tharn couldn't.
"Type?"
"Yes ms. Kao?"
She looked to the ice picher.
Type got up filling up a cup, leaned over her putting a straw in, helped her drink. Consuming what she could she coughed and type put it back. She weakly looked at him.
"Type?"
"Yes."
Tharn just came home going straight to his mother's bedroom to stop when he saw type and his mother trying to talk to him.
"Ive seen how close you are with my son."
"Yes ma'am"
"When im gone please take care of him."
"Ms.kao your going to beat this."
She shook her head weakly smiling.
"Type promise me"
Type looked her in the eyes.
"Has long has your son never leaves me ill be there for him. His my best friend." He smiled.
Tharn smiled then rounded the corner.
"Mom?"
She put her arms up getting a hug from tharn. Type smiled getting up leaving them alone. Sitting where type had been his mother looked at him.
"You've got a good friend."
He nodded.
"Don't ever leave him tharn you need him and he needs you."
Suddenly her eyes started to dart when after closed her eyes.
Tharn stood up.
"Mom!" "Mom!"
At the funeral the boys were the Only ones left. They let the rain fall on there shoulders. Type kept his head on tharns shoulder has they both cried.
The next 2 year's were difficult for the boys. They still hung out but tharn went silent, numb and different. When he was 15 he started to sleep with any girl who was willing not to get attached.
Type kept he's distance he had researched about this academy him and tharn had been wanting to get into but with his current attitude he kept his distance not wanting to rock the emotional boat. He fell for a girl who used him for one thing.  By 16 they were done and he saw tharn was settling down he tried again with the academy.
Tharn wanted to get away and he wanted to get into computers so he wanted to discipline plus anything mental they could teach him.
In the car to the academy.
"I can't believe we got in." Type cooed.
Tharn looked to type who was bouncing up and down like a kid.
"Type?"
"Hmm" he was looking out the window.
"I'm sorry for my distant behivor."
Type looked to tharn who was looking. Down.
"Tharn a horrible thing happened im just happy were still friends."
Tharn looked to type.
"Still friends?" He smiled.
Type nodded.
Coming back to the present type whipped the tears from his eyes. He missed tharns mother she was always so nice to him.
Biting his lip he wanted to do something for tharn especially today. Untieing his tie he breathed in.
Getting up he walked to tharns room hesitating before the door. Gritting his teeth could he do this? Should he did this? Would it make things worse?
He only knew of one thing and he was going to give him his body. His head twitched he knew his body wanted this.
Just physical, don't put any emotions into it.
Taking a big inhale he silently opened the door.
Looking at tharn was asleep. Looking down at his watch it read 830.
Seeing his sorrowed face type pressed on. Closing the door he went over to tharn sitting on the edge of the bed.
Smiling he brought his hand up putting his finger to tharns forehead rubbing his fingers on it.
Abruptly tharn hand went up stopping type making him lean back. He pulled the hand down eyeing type.
"What are you doing?"
Type gritted his teeth breathing out.
Closing his eyes he leaned down putting his lips on his. They stayed in that Position for a moment. Tharn was trying to process it.
Pulling on his hand he grabbed him throwing type to the bed hovering over him. He pinned his hands over his head.
They glared at each other.
"What are you doing?"
Type leaned his head to the right.
"A pity fuck."
Tharn leaned slightly back eyes narrowed.
Breathing in.
"Do you want it or not?"
Tharn looked down at types body.
"I thought you said i will never."
Type was able to take one hand away from tharn putting it to his mouth looking at him with wide eyes.
"I'm not trying to think here, either take it or."
He pulled his hand away in disgust.
Tharn Licked his hand then he lowered his head to put his tongue on his chin.
Type laid his free hand back down.
Tharn moved his head to look down unbuttoning his shirt. Type closed his eyes.
Revealing his chest he ran his fingers and hands sensually everywhere dragging soft moanes from types lips.
Tharn looked up seeing type trying tn stifle his moans with his hand. He smiled.
Roughly he pulled Down his pants putting his erected cock inside his warm mouth. Type bucked his groin up thrusting himself in tharns warm mouth. Putting his hands in his hair he grabbed him hard.
"Mmmmm"
He leaned his head up biting his lower lip.
Tharn couldn't stop but he started to gauge.
He took types hands from his head leaning off for a moment to eye
Type. Who looked down to look at tharn in the eyes. He looked at him apologetically. Smiling he went back down putting types hands back to his head.
Type closed his eyes biting his lip once more leaning his head back onto the bed.
Type helped to push tharns head up and down.
"Aaaaaah tharn mmmmmm"
Tharn sucked hard putting he's lathered by saliva fingers inside types cavity while he took off his pants in full.
"Aaaaah tharn so good."
Type couldn't stop moaning.
Tired of teasing type he got up taking off his boxers whipping out he's engulfed member that oozed precum.
Type actually leaned up grabbing tharns throat to him kissing him wildly.
Tharn opened his legs putting his length inside him.
"Mmmmmmm"
They both moaned into each other's mouths.
Soon type had been spun around on all fours on the bed moaning into the bed sheet gripping them tightly.
Tharn was fucking type from the back and hard.
He was bent over him thrusting into him grabbing types cock pumping him hard.
"Aaaaaaah type so mmmmmmm"
Then they suddenly looked at each other breathing hard. Type looked him up and down then he moved his head to the bedding moaning into it.
He left you once type this is just pity sex.
Soon with a big moan they both came in unison.
Both breathing hard type gulped moving up to all fours trying to dis connect from.Tharn.
He wasent having that.
Spinning type around he laid on him making sure he couldn't move.
"Tharn let me go."
He shook his head.
Type breathed out leaning his head down to the bed. Breaking one arm free he put it on tharns head stroking his hair.
"Do you think your mom would have been happy with us?"
Tharn shook his head.
"No"
Type froze.
He closed his eyes breathing in. Just pity sex nothing more.
Tharn quickly fell to sleep. Type looked to the side. I think your right, your mother would have be disgusted.
Biting his lip he could tell from that no this was nothing but sex. No emotion. Type repeated.
Waiting 15 minutes he tried to get up. Tharn tightened his grip.
"No"
"Tharn let go"
"Mmmm let me sleep."
Type breathed out.
He's eyes started to drift. Falling asleep he knew this was nothing. Tharn left him once this was not anything but sex.