Not Now

We had to go to Marks place which is conveniently on the way out of Poway and far away from my old house. Other wise we'd be wearing the clothes on our back, and no money what so ever. I stayed in the car while Mark went inside.

I started getting restless after ten minutes so I turned on the radio, Green Days 'I was there' blared out of the shitty speakers and I sang along. I didn't notice the car door opening as I put everything into those words sung by Billie, I think you couldn't even hear him anymore.

What stops me though is two eyes burning holes on the side of my face, I tilt my head slightly to the right to see Mark staring at me with his mouth open. I blush and turn down the music.

"I'm horrible at singing, sorry that had to graze your ears." I jokingly apologized.

Mark shook his head and chuckled, "You have an amazing voice." He leaned over and captured my lips in a short but sweet kiss. I end up smiling pensively when he pulls away.

"Naww." I repeated Marks actions, I thought my voice sounded like a dying cat. I couldn't help myself though. I sometimes belt out in song.

"I'm not kidding, babe. You should sing more." Mark started the car and pulled out of the driveway. I look behind me to see the car seats back and two luggages laid across with a bunch of food in plastic bags.

I turn back, "I want to hear you sing."

Mark stopped at a red light, "How do you know I sing?"

I looked at Mark, "You just look like you do, I dunno." I said, lowly.

"How about I sing you to sleep when we get to a hotel. By the way where do you wanna go?"

I shrugged and said the most cheesiest thing, "As long as your here by my side I don't care." I scrunched up my face, "Blegh I should get a sex change."

Mark laughed, "Nah I like your dick." And then he had the audacity to lean over and quickly palm my crotch before the light turned green and he had to make a turn.

I moaned at the contact, fuck.. I could get horny so easily. "That wasn't very fair." I whined, looking down at my now growing boner.

"Sorry, my hands are full." He smirked and I glared, such a cock tease!

"What am I suppose to do now?" I shrieked, my pants making a tent.

Mark took his eyes off the road to look at me, and in all seriousness he said, "Jack off."

"What?" I asked, bewildered, my eyes probably wide as saucers.

"I said jack off." He repeated.

"But there's other cars." I said slowly, we were now on a highway.

"Slide down, I might even help you." He purred, his voice in itself almost made me explode right there.

I did as he said, and unzipped my jeans, I slid them down, along with my boxers, I put my hand around my swelling dick and started pumping. I bit my lip from obnoxiously moaning. I could hear Mark stop the car somewhere, I had my eyes closed and they popped open once another pair of hands pushed mine away.

I watched Mark slowly rub his thumb over my tip, I hissed, it felt so fucking good. Why is he going so slow? I voiced my opinion and he just gave me a cheshire grin, he continued to until he stopped all together.

"W-what? Mark!" I stuttered through my ecstasy of being touched by another man.

"Shh, Tommy. Relax." He said, softly. I breathed through my nose and nodded, I lent my head back, gasping when I felt something wet touch my cock. I look down to see Mark sucking me off.

"Uhhahh, I'm g-g-gonna." I couldn't finish my sentence as I comed harder than I ever have doing it myself. I panted, riding my orgasm until I collapsed against the seat, out of breath.

Mark pulled my boxers up and zipped up my jeans. "You alright now, baby?" He asked.

"Mhmh." My eyes fluttered, I suddenly felt exhausted. "You were amazing." I mumbled, barely coherent as I fell into a sleepy abyss.