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Tim And Abbie 53: Mark and Brian 1  

Clairew1959 64F
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3/31/2021 2:26 pm
Tim And Abbie 53: Mark and Brian 1


A cab drops Mark off at his apartment. The rain is finally ending, but Mark is still rather wet as he enters his apartment. He hurries to the bathroom and sheds his wet clothes. Drawing a hot bath, Mark grabs his phone in the futile hopes that Brian had called or texted. Nothing.
The tears start to fill Mark’s eyes again. ‘Why the hell am I so emotional?’ Mark chastises himself. He can’t himself. Mark has never really cared about another person to any degree. Sure, his mates are his mates, but not someone in a romantic way.
Lying in the tub feeling the hot water float over him, Mark goes back to that first Monday with Brian.
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All-day at work, Mark kept looking at his phone. He managed to get his work done, but he tried to think of something to text Brian about as he did. Something not to sound needy but get a response, and maybe an invitation to do something that night.
Everything he thought of sounded so lame and obvious. Then around three o’clock, his phone beeped. A message from Brian!
Brian: Hey buddy, I talked with Pathways, and if you are available, they have an opening tomorrow at four. Let me know.
Mark: That was fast. Umm, sure, sign me up.
Brian: Good. Afterward, would you like to go out to dinner with me?
Mark barely contained himself and tried to hold back a minute from answering immediately. Which lasted seconds. That sounds great. I would like that.
Brian: Then I will pick you up at about six tomorrow evening. I’ll call you this evening to tell you more about your session tomorrow.
Mark: I’ll look forward to it.
Mark’s heart was beating so fast. Brian did want to see him tomorrow night. But the session first. He wondered what it would be like. He cleared his desk and packed up his laptop. Mark figured he would get some of tomorrow’s tasks done tonight at home so he could be out of work two-thirty tomorrow.
Brian and Mark did talk on the phone that night for a couple of hours. Luckily, Mark had just finished up what he wanted to get done for tomorrow. Brian explained a bit about what would happen in the counseling sessions. He admitted after a break-up, he had gone through counseling to him deal with how it had ended.
Brian did not go into details then; it was a story to tell Mark down the road. He did ask Mark if he had ever watched any male-on-male porn or erotica. Brian was curious just how much Mark truly comprehended what was involved in such a relationship. Mark confessed he had not ever, really.
Brian told him to turn to a specific channel that did show gay<b> movies </font></b>and clips. Together they watched one movie unfold, Brian urging Mark to ask any questions and tell him what he thought. Mark did have many questions about how it felt: did it hurt, was it hard to do?
Watching the movie with Brian explaining things made Mark realize that being with another man was more than just the kissing and rubbing the two had done this weekend. Mark did, in theory, know what two guys did together but never really thought about technical aspects.
For Mark, just discovering his attraction to Brian was eye-opening in itself. Brian had figured this might be the case, which is why he emphasized them going slow and counseling for Mark. Brian wanted to be sure Mark was okay with what he had seen and asked him. In a small voice, Mark replied he was.
“Buddy, you don’t sound that sure of yourself right now. Would you like me to come over for a little while so we can talk about this more?” Brian asked. Mark was kicking himself for acting so wimpy but did want Brian there holding him as he sorted things out in his head.
“Would you, Brian?” Mark whispered into the phone. Brian told him to hold tight, and he would be there soon. While waiting, Mark noticed the time. It was after o’clock. What type of shit would Brian think he was, wanting him to come to comfort him so late?
When Brian arrived, Mark was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts. Mark had not thought about putting more clothes on after hanging up with Brian. Mark had stripped down as he usually did when home from work and not going anywhere that evening. After he hand hung up the phone, his mind was whirling with everything he had seen in the<b> movies. </font></b>The movie was still playing, and Mark, like a deer in the headlights, just stared as a man mounted another and rammed his large cock into the waiting hole.
Twenty minutes later, Mark was pulled from his staring upon hearing his doorbell. Brian was standing there in just a pair of sweatpants and hoodie. Brian didn’t seem to mind Mark’s manner of dress at all. He pulled Mark into his arms, rubbing his back as he hugged him tightly.
“Buddy, are you alright thinking about the different ways we would be together? Maybe that movie was a bit much to understand. It is so different when there are mutual feelings of joy for both when in a good relationship. And don’t worry, we will not go any farther than you are ready to,” Brian comforted him.
“Thanks, Brian. I guess I haven’t thought of what it all meant. I am still trying to work out how attracted I am to you. Kissing you, what we did yesterday, and rubbing against you all were so new to experience. And I do want to do everything I saw. I just need some time to go to each level,” Mark told him in a soft voice.
Mark behaving this way and being shy now was new to him. Rather than being loud and boisterous how he usually was, now having these new feelings and longing for Brian made him softer and willing to show his naivety.
Brian kissed him sweetly. Oh, how lovely and soft Mark’s lips were. “Mark, we will go at whatever pace you need. But right now, I think you need to get to bed. I’ll stay with you until you are asleep. Would you like that?” Brian said.
Mark just nodded and kissed Brian again. He led the way to his bedroom, and Brian helped him crawl under the covers. Lying outside the covers, Brian wrapped Mark in his arms, Mark’s back up against Brian’s chest and thighs. As Brian rubbed Mark’s back, murmuring to him about nothing of importance, Mark soon was softly snoring. Brian smiled at that, kissed Mark’s forehead, and quietly left the flat.
The next day Mark woke up feeling much better and more confident about things. He was confident that he would get over his skittishness and be all a lover should be to Brian. Mark whizzed through the day at work, and a little before three was entering the Pathways' offices for the first time. He was quickly checked in and taken to a waiting area out of view of both Pathways and the hospital's comings and goings.
His counselor, James, was about Brian’s age and very friendly and reassuring. In the first session, they talked about Mark’s recent acknowledgment of his sexual preferences, a bit about his growing up and previous experiences. James had Mark fill out a few questionnaires about his family, friends, work, and such, so James had a better picture of Mark to start.
He stayed with Mark the whole time he was filling out the forms, answering any questions Mark had, and explaining the reason for asking the different questions. At the end of the hour, James talked about future sessions. Together they agreed that Mark would have standing appointments on Monday, Tuesdays, and Thursdays to start. And James gave Mark his card with his private cell . He encouraged Mark to call if ever he needed to talk right away.
Mark felt good about how it went when he left. He got home in time to shower and change for Brian’s arrival at six. The entire evening Mark talked about how nice James was, how relaxed he made Mark feel, and what they talked about.
Brian shared Mark’s happiness and was glad it went so smoothly to start. He did warn Mark, “Buddy, I am glad you are comfortable sharing what you talked about. I do want to hear anything you want to share. If ever you talk with James about things you do not want to share, that is okay. These sessions are for you, and as they go on, you might want to talk with James about things you are not ready to share with me.”
Mark wanted to argue that he would never have anything he did not want to share with Brian but realized what Brian was saying and stopped himself. The dinner was nice, but over too soon. Brian drove Mark home. He again saw Mark to his flat door and did step in to kiss for a few minutes. But then Brian said he should be getting home as was late.
Brian asked what Mark was doing the next night. Mark did not want to this week but realized he needed to explain to Brian. Mark said, “On Wednesday, I usually have dinner with my and sisters. They seem to look forward to seeing me, and since my dad died especially, I feel I should visit them regularly.”
Brian understood and suggested that when Mark got home from the dinner, he call Brian to talk for a while. He did continue, saying, “Mark, it is important that you keep regular contact with your family and friends, especially as you work these new feelings and such out. Never feel you need to cancel plans with others to see me.
“That said, I hope you don’t have any commitments Thursday night. I would like you to come over to my house for dinner,” Brian commented between kisses. Mark readily agreed. And so the relationship began.
Suddenly Mark was visibly happier than his friends and family had ever seen him. There was a smile on his face replacing his usual scowl. He didn’t tell anyone why. But especially his mates on Friday nights noticed how often he was texting with someone and chuckling.
The first evening at Brian’s, Mark was overwhelmed with the size and décor of the house. Brian played everything down but was pleased about Mark’s enthusiasm over the place. They cooked dinner together, and Brian was surprised what a good cook Mark was. Mark confessed that he would often try the recipes using some of the more exotic ingredients he was for the store to know what it really tasted like.
Mark had brought a tray of different, unique cheeses, olives, and crackers with him. They enjoyed them some while dinner was heating, then later as they sat cuddled together watching a more erotic movie which was not so blatant as the one they watched while on the phone on Monday night.
It was almost when the movie finished. Brian told Mark he did not want him driving home after the glasses of wine they had consumed. Instead, he suggested that Mark spend the night.
Mark could not hope for anything more. Just undressing to their underwear, they climbed into bed together, and after kissing good night, Mark cuddled up to Brian with his head on Brian’s shoulder, breathing in that wonderful scent that he now associated with Brian. No playing around, just sleeping together. To both of them, it felt like how they should always sleep.
For Brian, it had been a good while since he had shared his bed. Mark, this was the first time he slept through the night with someone. All the females he had been with, Mark would always leave shortly after they finished . But this, with Brian, felt so right.

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