Part 10

It was Sunday morning, 8:00 AM. Jackson and Mark were still in bed, holding each other close. The two boys were still naked from the exotic night before. Through the window, the sun creeped in, hitting a ray of light onto Jackson's face. He stirred in his sleep and slowly opened his eyes. Jackson immediately put a hand up to block the sunlight that was hurting his eyes. He looked down and saw that Mark was still asleep. Jackson stared at his face for what seemed like hours. His face was so beautiful, flawless. He was so lucky to have someone like Mark in his life. 

"What are you looking at?" Mark said with a raspy voice, eyes still closed. Jackson jumped in fear screaming.

"SHIT! I THOUGHT YOU WERE SLEEPING! DON'T DO THAT TO ME! I COULD'VE DIED. IF I DIED THEN YOUR LIFE WOULD BE MISERABLE. THINK TWICE BEFORE YOU DECIDE TO SCARE THE CRAP OUT OF ME. YOU'RE SO LUCKY THAT I'M A HEALTHY BOY."

"Jesus Christ, Jackson. It's so early, yet you have so much crap to say," Mark said in a teasing voice.

"What else did you expect of me?"

Mark began to open his eyes. He looked up and met eyes with the beautiful boy. WIth hands supporting himself, Mark began to sit up in order to face the other. The two were gazing in each other's eyes. Both boys had messy, but hot, bed hair. Their eyes were still droopy from waking up. Mark planted a kiss on Jackson's cheek. 

"H-hey, what was that for?" Jackson stuttured.

"For being the hottest BOYFRIEND alive," Mark replied. He made sure to enunciate that word.

"B-boyfriend?"

"What, you don't like it? Okay, I won't call you th--"

"No wait! I like it! I'm just not used to it, that's all," Jackson interrupted shyly.

"Well, get used to it because you'll be hearing a whole lot of it!"

"Glad to know. I'm gonna go wash up. Be right back." 

Jackson slid his legs off the bed and stood up. He immediately fell on the ground to his knees. He had totally forgotten about his wild night before. Last night's penetration from Mark definitely left an impact. Jackson's rear was stinging, and his lower back was aching. Who knew sex could cause so much damage?

"I assume I fucked your brains out pretty well, eh? By the way, cute ass," Mark laughed from the bed.

"Shut up! THIS HURTS, OKAY?" Jackson shouted as he crawled his way into the bathroom. He shut the door behind him. Slowly, he rose from his knees, still feeling the burn. Tears almost welled in his eyes. He then managed to get himself in the bathtub. Jackson turned on the faucet and let cold water run. It felt refreshing against his skin and bum. He closed his eyes, and let the water do all the work. When he opened his eyes, he was in for a great surprise.

"AHHHH!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK, MARK?! WHEN THE MOTHER FUCK DID YOU GET IN HERE YOU SLY BITCH?! YOU ALMOST GAVE ME A GOD DAMN HEART ATTACK. THAT'S THE SECOND ONE THIS MORNING! DON'T YOU HAVE ANY SYMPATHY?!" Jackson screamed into Mark's face. Mark had quietly opened the bathroom door, and decided to get in the shower with Jackson just to scare the shit out of him.

"HAHA! Sorry, babe! I just wanted to shower with my lovely boyfriend....and scare the shit out of you," Mark replied while dying of laughter.

"I swear! One of these days I'm gonna die and it will be all your fault!""Come on, don't think like that," Mark said with a pouty face. He stretched out his arms and hugged Jackson under the running water. Their members were touching. Both boys began to get hard. 

"M-Mark...you should uh...let go."

"Hmm? Why?"

"I...I..."

"Yeah, so what if you have a boner? I got one too. It's not like I'm gonna fuck your brains out again right now, unless you want me to."

"I'm like hella sore right now, so no thank you!"

Mark finally let go of Jackson before kissing him on the lips. This caught Jackson by surprise, but he just smiled and turned around to face the shower head. The two finally began to clean themselves. They spit water in each other's faces and threw soap all around the shower wall and curtains. After 30 minutes, the boys had finally finished their "shower." Jackson's rear had finally began to loosen up and feel better. They put on nothing but boxers and walked down to the living to look for something to eat. Luckily, Jackson's parents left food out on the table for them before leaving to work.

"Oh, sweet! Pancakes and toast!" Jackson excitedly yelled. Jackson and Mark began to dig in to their breakfast. Within 10 minutes, they had gorged everything down on their plates. There wasn't any leftover food. Of course, what would you expect from two hungry male teenagers? 

"So, what do you wanna do today?" Mark asked while putting the dishes away in the sink.

"Hm...let's go to the mall. Let's look for couple shirts and cute stuff like that!"

"You're into that stuff? Well, if it makes my BOYFRIEND happy, then I guess we can do that."

"Yay!" Jackson yelled, giving Mark a tight hug.

The boys got up to their room and changed into their outing clothes. After getting dressed, they left the house and walked to the empty bus stop. The bus came shortly, and Mark paid for both of their bus fares. As usual, it was crowded and Mark and Jackson were forced to stand. Luckily, the bus ride would be short. They were holding onto the bus rail for support. Mark put his hand over Jackson's and gave him a smile. Finally, they arrived at the mall. 

"We're finally here!" Mark stretched, grabbing Jackson's hand to stretch with him.

"Hey, we're in public," Jackson whispered pulling his hand away.

"Who cares?! It's not like we'll see anyone that we know," Mark replied grabbing his hand once again. This time, he intertwined his fingers with Jackson's. Jackson still felt slightly embarrassed. They were receiving looks from other shoppers.

They continued to walk around the mall and found a store that made clothing and accessories for couples. It was called, "Couple Mania." Inside, there were couple shirts, rings, hats, and shoes. The two decided to get matching bracelets. One had Jackson's name, the other had Mark's. The bracelets were a light powdery blue. 

"Now we have this to symbolize our L.O.V.E," Jackson chuckled at the cheesiness of his sentence. 

"Why, yes we do," Mark replied, giving Jackson a quick peck on the lips.

"Yo! Not here!"

"Fine, fine, fine. I'll just give you more when we get home," Mark winked.

The rest of their day was spent together shopping and eating. Mark and Jackson were having the best time of their lives and nobody could tell them otherwise.

******The next day******

It was already lunch time at school. Mark was by his locker when three of his friends approached him. They greeted each other with a handshake.

"Yo dude, um...you should take a look at this. Someone sent me this. I don't wanna say who," JB, Mark's friend said, showing him a picture on his phone that made Mark's mouth drop. It was a picture of Jackson and Mark holding hands at the mall. "We won't criticize you or anything, we're still your buds. We just wanna know if you're actually...ya know...gay."

"Hahaha! Please! What are you guys talking about! I was only holding his hand because of a deal that we had. If I didn't pretend to be in a relationship, I could've ended up in jail. It's a long story. Anyway, I am 100% straight. There is nothing going on between the two of us! In fact, I hate him! He's a loser that has no life. Damn kid that's so full of himself," Mark responded. These words were completely untrue, and it hurt knowing that he had to lie about it.

"Oh, I get it. I guess we just misunderstood. See you around!" JB said as he and his friends walked off.

Mark turned around to walk towards the cafeteria. He was met with a teary-eyed Jackson. His eyes were filled with sadness and remorse. His fists were clenched tightly.

"J-J-Jackson...I--I didn't mean that. I can explain!" Mark stammered.

"Don't you even try..." Jackson replied in a shaky voice. He sprinted away, wiping tears from his eyes. Mark ran after him.

"JACKSON! WAIT! I CAN EXPLAIN! PLEASE STOP!"