Warning: This 3500+ word story contains explicit M/M oral and anal sex and is for the mature reader only.
Karl's hand roughly clamped down over his mouth, silencing him, one arm quickly circling his waist and yanking him backwards against his hard chest. He dragged Mark back into the bedroom, resisting his struggles, and kicked the door shut behind them, before finally releasing the younger man. Mark immediately spun around to face him.
"What the hell? What's wrong with you?" Mark said, indignantly. "You nearly ripped my face off!"
Karl said nothing, staring at Mark intently, eyes sliding leisurely down his lithe body and back up again, before letting his gaze drift slowly and deliberately over to the bed.
Mark followed his gaze. "Wha...? Oh come on, quit messing around." He turned back towards the door, but Karl's hand fell on his shoulder, turning Mark back towards him.
"I'm not joking." Karl smiled, strong arms encircling Mark's slim waist, pulling him forwards.