CHAPTER 54 | Always

Zack stared at me for what seemed like hours and I feared that he mightn't let me stay here with him for a couple of days. But I understand. He wouldn't like to look after a burden like me. I'm such a fool.

"Mark... Please, come in!" Zack reacted after a few seconds, and relief washed over me at hearing that.

He helped me to take the suitcases inside his house, placing them next to the door. I slid down the heavy backpack from my shoulders and let it fall next to the other suitcases. When everything was inside, Zack closed the door and looked at me with worried eyes.

"What happened, Mark? Who did this to you?" He asked, referring to the wounds on my face.

But me, being the weepy baby that I am, a sob escaped from my lips as everything that happened until now rushed back to me. Since the humiliation that I received at school and the disaster that happened at my house, I was feeling like crying the entire time, but I always fought hard to keep the tears inside. Now that I was finally in a place where no one from the outside world would be able to disturb me, where lived the human being who loved me the most in this planet, I felt free to let it all out.

I fell to my knees as tears made their way out of my eyes and down my cheeks. I covered my face with one hand, not wanting him to see my teary face, which was useless because as soon as my knees hit the floor, I could feel Zack kneeling right in front of me, taking my hands in his and looking at me with a more worried expression.

"Mark, please tell me what happened!"

I sniffed, looking down at our hands. "T-They know, Zack... Everybody knows about us."

That's all I needed to say to make him understand what I meant. "What? But... How did they find out?"

I moved to sit on the floor so I would be a little more comfortable, Zack sitting right next to me, wrapping his arms around my body and listening to me carefully. "It all happened yesterday when I told you I was stressed because I had work to do. But the truth is that I was very nervous because Scarlet took my phone while I was sleeping in class and she... She found our conversations. I tried to convince her that it was just a joke, so she wouldn't go all over the school telling them what she saw. But it was useless. Just today she told this fucker Herman about it, and he sent photos of the conversations to everyone in the damned school!"

I kept on crying as everything Zack could do was to widen his eyes. I continued. "I was so angered for what he had done. Everyone laughed at me, Zack. T-They called me really bad things that I don't want to mention. I wanted that asshole to pay for what he did, so I got into a fight with him. I didn't care if I was deforming his face more than it already was, I was just feeling so angry that I wanted to kill him right there." I explained between tears and gritted teeth as I clenched my fists just by thinking of it. "But then the principal dragged us to his office and this Herman wouldn't shut up about calling me... A faggot. Fortunately they didn't do anything to me, but the principal had enough of listening to Herman's shit and he expelled him."

"But don't you think that the idiot was finished there. Just as I got back home, he decided to make my life worse when he called the number of my house, and my dad answered... You might know already what happened when that fucker told my dad everything that happened at school, including the secret of me being gay. My dad obviously didn't like to hear that at all... He even hit me. At that moment I knew that I couldn't continue living with him in that house, and so did my mom. She was just as fed up of him as I was. And now... They are going to divorce." I finished, crying more.

I could feel Zack's grip tightening around me as he pulled me even closer to him. I wrapped my own arms around his body as I let out the rest of my tears on his shoulder. He rubbed a hand up and down my back in a comforting manner.

"I'm so sorry, Mark." He whispered as he caressed the back of my head with his other hand. "I'm sorry for everything you had to go through. You didn't deserve any of this, no one does... I understand you completely. But you're here with me now."

His gentle touch and the sweet sound of his voice never failed to make me feel better. A whole lot better.

I finally felt relieved once my eyes couldn't produce anymore tears. I was whimpering and hiccuping while Zack cleaned my face with his thumbs, telling me comforting words until I was completely calm. He was so caring and so gentle. That's why I love him so much.

We remained sitting on the floor in silence, Zack's arm wrapped around my waist, while he caressed my scalp with his other hand, petting me as if I was a puppy. Turning to look at his face, he had a thoughtful expression as he stared into a specific point in front of him. I wonder what he was thinking about.

"Zack?" I asked softly, but it looked like he didn't hear me, so I spoke a bit louder. "Zack."

He turned to look at me slowly, staring into my eyes and his face changing into a slightly angered one. "I'm going to kill those bastards."

I widened my eyes at him, hoping he didn't mean that literally. "What?"

"Okay, maybe not kill them. But one way or another, they will have to learn the consequences of what they did to you." He spoke in a surprisingly intimidating tone that I hadn't heard in him before.

"No, Zack... I don't want you to get in trouble."

"But this can't just stay like this, Mark! They humiliated you. They have to pay for that somehow."

"Zack." I started, placing a hand on his cheek. "Can we not talk about what happened for a while? Please?"

"But how can't we-"

I interrupted him by attacking his lips in a full kiss, taking him by surprise. It looked like he was refusing to kiss me back, but I didn't stop kissing and licking his lips, demanding that he did the same. He gave up and started kissing me back too.

As we continued kissing, our moans started to appear in our voices the more heated the kisses became. I ran a hand down his clothed chest, feeling his small pectorals and his four pack of abs, going down until the hem of his pants and I squeezed his crotch, making him break the kiss to let out a moan and my hand noticing a change of texture from soft to hard in a matter of seconds.

There was this look in Zack's eyes, that look that told me how much he wanted to devour me right now and how he wanted me to do the same. I needed to be with him in order to forget about the problems of today for a moment. Let my mind focus on him only and nothing else at least for a few minutes. I wanted this, and I knew he wanted it too. Switching my lips to place them on his neck now, I kissed and sucked on the spot below his ear as my hand continued to rub over his hardening member below his pants. His moans got louder and they worked as an alarm clock that made my own cock wake up from his sleep.

"Zack..." I breathed in his ear, causing him to shiver. "Fuck me."

He turned to look at me with a bit of widened eyes, and not even myself could believe what I had just said. But there wasn't turning back now. I wanted him to make me forget. I wanted to revive that feeling of fullness. I wanted to feel that beautiful sensation of having his cum released deep inside me. The simple thought made my cock throb painfully inside my tight jeans.

"Please Zack..." I whispered as I continued kissing his neck. "Make me forget... I want to forget about everything that happened today, just for a while... Please. I need you so bad."

Zack stared at me with lust-filled eyes for a few more seconds, then I watched as he quickly jumped to his feet and bent down to place an arm behind my back and another one below my legs. Then he started to make some grunting sounds as he tried to... Lift me from the floor?

"Zack, what are you-"

"Hold onto me... Umph!"

Just as he said that, I gasped as I felt myself being lifted from the floor. My arms quickly flew to wrap them around his neck. I looked up at him with wide eyes as he simply smirked at me before walking towards the staircase. He was... Carrying me bridal style to his room. I couldn't help the warm blush that appeared on my face as he went up the stairs with me on his arms.

Damn, he's so strong! I mean, I'm way heavier than him and he still managed to carry me in his surprisingly strong arms. I guess he really took advantage of those days that he was absent to get a little more of force in his body. He has really impressed me now.

Kicking his door open and then kicking it shut behind him once we were in his bedroom, he smiled at my blushing face before throwing me on the soft mattress of his king sized bed. He climbed on top of me afterwards, flashing me that sexy smirk as he joined his lips with mine in a dirty kiss, kicking off his shoes and socks. I moaned as his tongue made its way through my open mouth, inviting my own to dance with his in a rhythm that we both learned from all the times we kissed.

We pulled away for oxygen, staring into each other's eyes as I smiled up at him. "I didn't know you were so strong."

"Now you know it." He replied, sitting on my lap so he could take off his shirt, very slowly, his slightly muscled body coming into view to my eyes' enjoyment. "These muscles are not just an ornament."

I licked my lips deliciously, bringing my hand to touch his four pack of abs. "Mine are still bigger than yours, though." I said playfully.

"But you can't deny that mine are still delectable." He smirked.

"You're right. I can't." I replied as he went back down to kiss me hard on the lips. I used my hands to run them down his sexy back as he joined his bare chest with my clothed one.

When I realized that I still had all of my clothes on, we pulled apart with a moan from the both of us, sitting on his bed so I could take off my jacket, my boots and socks. Zack's hands worked to remove my shirt stained in that fucker's blood, and as soon as it came out from my head, we kissed again as he ran his hands desperately over my torso, burning it pleasurably in every place where he put them.

My own hands found themselves working to take off Zack's pants, pulling them down along with his boxers. Zack moaned in my mouth as his cock sprang out from where it was concealed, standing at its full point, throbbing and leaking. My mouth was already watering at the sight of what I was going to eat.

I started off by wrapping my hand around his warm girth and stroking it, rubbing my thumb over his tip and making him whine in pleasure. I slipped my tongue inside his open mouth to give him even more pleasure. I let out a moan of my own when Zack expertly managed to unbutton and unzip my jeans with one hand, then pulling them down with my boxers and my own cock springing up just as hard as his. I whined as he played with my balls and our tongues found themselves in a battle full of saliva.

I was so horny right now that I just wanted to get to the next phase already. So, without thinking twice, I pulled away from our tongue kiss so I could get on my knees just in front of him. Zack spread his legs open and I scooted closer to the space between them, so I could satisfy the hunger in my mouth by taking his cock deep inside it.

The loud moans and curses that I received in reward turned me on so much, as I sucked and licked his delicious cock. The hand that he placed behind my head invited me to go even further down, and that's what I did as I opened my mouth wider and allowed his cock to go deeper down my throat, until my upper lip was touching his pubes and my lower one was touching his balls.

"Oh fuck, Mark!" He groaned as he heard me gag, and I had to pull it out to get air. I just love the sensation of being choked on his cock.

I moved my head up to look at his eyes, ready to take his cock in my mouth again before a pair of fingers were placed in front of my lips.

"Suck on them." He ordered.

I gladly took both of his fingers inside my mouth, even if I didn't know why he wanted me to do it. I covered them in my saliva as they played with my tongue and my teeth. It was when he pulled them out when I knew why he wanted me to suck them.

While he still sat on the edge of the bed and I was kneeling between his legs, he bent down to guide his fingers to the most private area of my body. I stayed still, but perking up my ass a bit more so he could have more access. He spread one of my cheeks open and could feel my entrance quivering even though his fingers weren't inside yet.

And when they did, I was welcomed with pure pleasure as a finger first entered my hole, before the second one was added. I whined uncontrollably as he pulled them in and out. I can't still believe that such a part of my body was so sensitive and that it could feel so good when it was touched.

Zack moaned some Yeah's at seeing the pleasure written on my face as my hole was being stimulated by his expert fingers. I couldn't contain myself as I stuck out my tongue to taste the bead of precum that came out from his cock, then going to suck it again to get more. All the while his fingers scissored me and prepared me to receive him entirely.

He pulled out his fingers after a while, and he made me pull out of his cock as he took my head in his hands and bent down to kiss me fiercely. I kissed him back, and I was already a moaning mess even though his cock wasn't inside me yet. My cock was dripping so much precum from how hard and horny it was that I feared that it would leave a stain on his floor. How embarrassing that would be.

He pulled away from the kiss, licking my lips and staring into my eyes. "Do you want my cock now, baby?"

I nodded eagerly. "Yes, please."

"Come here." He placed his hands on my armpits, lifting me from my kneeling position before throwing me back on the bed.

I was panting at this moment, feeling so desperate as I spread my legs in open invitation, holding them with my hands as Zack positioned himself between them. It was still kind of odd to see myself in this position, but since the first time that I tried this, I just wanted to try more. Normally it'd be him who would be in this position in which I am, but after that night that I decided to try this and I liked it, I think that from now on it won't matter who does who, as long as we both enjoy it.

I whined as Zack started off rubbing his tip over my quivering hole. He moaned too as he moved his hips to rub it more, feeling how the cold liquid that leaked from his cock moistened my balls and my entrance. He was teasing me.

I looked into his eyes, silently telling him to put it inside me already, but what I got in response was a smug smirk as he continued to just rub it. I knew what he wanted me to do. But I couldn't imagine myself doing that.

"Zack..."

"Yes?" He asked.

"Please..."

"Please what?" Damn you, Zack!

I took a deep breath. "Please get inside me already!"

He smirked again, but finally, he did as I told him when I felt his tip stretching my hole like last time, making me moan. "As you wish, your majesty."

I clutched to his bare shoulders as he moved deeper inside me. It didn't hurt a lot like the first time. Right now I felt pure pleasure combined with a bit of pain until his cock touched that sweet spot that made me curse and squirm on the bed. Damn, Wyatt was right about that spot when he told me about it. And to say that I would never want to try that, and look at me now, taking my boyfriend's cock deep inside my asshole.

"Does it hurt?" He asked me.

"Ahh, not much. Please move." I said in a hurry.

"So pushy." He chuckled, making me blush at how I sounded.

Zack started to pound into me in a series of savage thrusts, making me grip the sheets of the bed tightly. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and from my wide open mouth escaped my moans and gasps every time his tip came into contact with my prostate, sending pleasurable shocks up my entire system.

"Holy shit! Fuck me!" I whimpered, listening to his own moans as his big cock invaded my hole and his balls made an echo sound every time they hit my ass. My cock was still a bit bigger than his, but his size was big enough to fill all the necessary space inside me, and make me go crazy with all the pleasure he was giving me.

I was a panting mess right now as I saw Zack taking one of my legs that were on his shoulders beside him. He kissed my calf, then trailing more kisses up until getting to the sole of my foot. He kissed it and licked it, making me giggle a bit at the sensation of his tongue in my ticklish feet, before going up to suck on each of my toes. Since the first time we did it, I noticed that Zack had a thing for feet. My feet. I had never known someone who enjoyed kissing that part of the body, but it was actually hot seeing him doing it. I curled my toes inside his mouth, making him moan at the action as I felt his tongue running over them, all the while his thrusts never decreased their speed.

When he was done with my feet, he bent down to touch my chest with his, as well as joining his lips with mine in a series of passionate kisses with tongue included. I moaned in his mouth as I brought my hand to run it down his back, then I used the other one to wrap it around my throbbing cock, stroking it at the pace of his thrusts, feeling that with each stroke and each pounding in my ass, I felt my release getting closer. Zack noticed this from the way my breathing increased in pace and it came out in short gasps in his mouth.

But it looks like he didn't want to me to end with this yet as he took both of my wrists, and surprisingly enough, he lifted them to place them above my head, preventing me to touch him or my dick. I looked up at him a bit surprised. He simply smirked at me before kissing me with that love and that passion that no one else had kissed me with.

I love how Zack is not feminine or girly at all. He might have this cute appearance, but when he's here with me, fucking me, holding my hands above my head as droplets of sweat run down his sexy chest and face, he's far from looking or acting girly. It's something good for me, because I don't want to feel like I'm with a girl. I've been with them my entire past life and all I want is just to forget about them. I want a male, a boy; and who else better than the sex angel on top of me.

I opened my eyes when I felt the sensation of emptiness. I thought he was going to cum already, but then I watched as he turned me around so I was laying on my side. I felt him placing himself behind me, his bare chest touching my back and his legs and feet rubbing against mine, so he was spooning me. I turned my head slightly behind my shoulder to see him getting inside me again, the feeling of fullness returning and so did my moans as he started fucking me sideways.

"Ahh!" I whined, as Zack's hands played with my nipples and his lips kissed my shoulder. The sound of flesh hitting against flesh and the sounds that escaped from our mouths, especially from mine every time he hit my prostate with this juicy cock, were the only ones to be heard throughout his room. "Oh yeah, baby! Right there! Harder!"

Then Zack did the most beautiful thing he could do until now. He ran a hand down my arm until getting to my own. I felt his fingers intertwining with mine in a tight grip, lifting our laced hands to place them at the level of my chest, near my heart. I turned my neck to look at him, and he gave me