The Mark - 1. Story

The Mark

By Phantom

The feeling he got when he finally seduced the mark for the night rang through him
The primal urge feeling satisfied as he looked down and removed himself from that mark
Satisfied that he finally quenched his thirst, he rolled over in the bed and fell asleep
Not even saying a thank you or good night to the mark for the night

He awoke the next morning ready for another round, the mark only ready to please
The urge that subsided last night, came back in full force and he was soon raring to go
The mark cried out saying it was too rough for his already tender being
He smiled a little and whispered sweet nothings into the mark's ear

He only cared about getting himself off, and nothing of the marks pain
He wanted a good time and he wanted it at the expense of the mark
After all, he could care less of other people, he only cared for himself
He grunted and groaned thrusting deeper and harder

He could feel the mark tighten up and that sent him over the edge
He came in his own orgasm and his own bliss and collapsed on top of the mark
He pulled out of the mark and rolled over onto the other side of the bed from the mark
He didn't care when the mark gave him a kiss on the lips and smiled that sweet smile of his

When the mark asked him for his number he freely gave it to the mark
Knowing full well that he had no intention of ever answering the mark's number
He knew that deep down he'd end up hurting the mark
What the mark didn't know though was that he didn't care about the marks feelings

After the mark left, he continued to lie on his bed, enveloped in post coital bliss
He lied there only reaching over to grab a cigarette and lit it lying their in his post sex glow
The phone beeped and he knew exactly who it was, the mark probably asking for a date
He chuckled a little as he read the text message and replied that he was busy all week

He smiled after that, not giving a care to the world on what feeling hurt
He didn't care that he moved from guy to guy not caring one bit of their feelings
All he wanted from any guy was sex and that's all he would ever need
After all each guy he took home was a mark on his bed board every night

To him this was all fun and the sex amazing
To him, it was all a game

© 2008 Phantom

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