Marine Booty -- Chapter 2 -- Lt. Colonel Taylor
Note: this is a prequel. This is where it all started my first Marine which sets the stage for the rest of my life.
I was 23 and a cocky guy. I was a truck driver in the Navy and my big 6'7" frame carried 220 pounds. I was a Petty Officer Third Class and my size and attitude had moved me up fast. I was big everywhere especially where it counted. My 9 x 5 prick had been fucking men since I was in high school.
My job was considered very soft work in the Navy. Basically, I had a lot of time off as long as I got the job done. At this point in time I was driving from Naval Station Mayport in Jacksonville , Florida to Jacksonville, North Carolina home of the US Marine Camp Lejeune. I was hauling to the satellite camp of Stone Bay across the river from the main camp. It was estimated the job would last for 6 months and basically I would be dropping off my reefer twice a week. I would stay a night over before returning to Florida.
I had to be signed off by Sergeant Smith who was an aide to a Lt. Colonel Taylor. Smith was a big man himself and my dick rose on site of him. Smith was about 6'4" maybe 210. He had a great ass and I would find out later that he was 29.
Now I was a smooth talker and usually able to separate a nice piece of ass from a crowd but this was not so easy on a marine base so for the first couple of trips I just shot the shit with the Sarge. Being a cocky bastard I was sure I would be able to get to him in time. I like big men.
On my third trip I was sitting in Smith's office waiting for the Sarge to come out of a meeting with the Lt. Colonel. When he did come back he had Taylor with him. I stood up and saluted the Colonel and he shook my hand and talked about how timely delivery was essential. Even Officer can be intimidated by size and the Lt. Colonel insisted on taking me to see what they were building about which I did not give a shit. However, of course, I went along. It seems he inspected the structure every day personally.
Lt. Colonel Jim Taylor was about 50 years old -- a bit old for me normally but he was the picture of a Marine. He was around 190 at 6" and in fantastic shape. I could not help but notice his ass and I think he noticed by cock growing hard. Nothing was said but at this moment I shifted my target from the Sarge to the Colonel. I knew it would be more difficult but as I have told you before I was a cocky son of a bitch and I wanted his marine ass bad.
It turned out to be easier than you could have believed. I stayed the night at a passable. I stayed overnight in Maple Hill NC about 20 miles from the camp. All the hooch joints near Lejeune were full of young Marines. Mostly they were drunk as hell and looking to fight. Now, I could handle myself but a single Navy guy in a bar full of marines is not good karma.
On my 5th trip, I pulled into Maple Hill at around 5 pm. I changed in civilian clothes, cleaned up and went out to eat. I wander over to a red neck bar I had come to use to hoist a few beers. I did not notice him at first. He was sitting in a dark corner near the back of the bar. Lt. Colonel Taylor was also in civilian clothes and I found out shortly he was drinking a moderately expensive Scottish whiskey. I could see he already had a buzz on. I don't drink to get drunk. I want to be sober when I fuck.
I took my beer over to his table, not bothering to salute, and sat down and said you look like you could use some company. He did not know what to say and eventually said sure. Men talk to me easily found out that he was taking a rare couple of days off. His bitch of a wife was off to her mother's house for the weekend. I had found another unhappily married man -- just asking for a man like me to bring about some change in their life which I proceeded to do.
He was older, a Marine Lt. Colonel a built like a brick shit house but I just took over. It is amazing how often it works. I wonder how often his missus put out for him. A husband who is not getting it at home is easy meat for me.
I sat so that he could see my big meat and balls. He looked, they all do. I told him he could not drive home in his state and when he told me he was going to take a taxi I told him to forget that. Let us go buy some of that whiskey you're drinking and go to my hotel room. Let big Al take care of you Colonel. I will drop you off back home tomorrow. I push my tackle over to the left just to see his reaction. He said nothing but did not argue and when he finished his drink I stood up and said let's go Jim. He did as he was told, I was beginning to love marines.
We walked out of the bar to my truck. I put my hand on his ass and squeezed his butt cheeks. I could see the Colonel did not exactly know what to do. I wondered how many marines he had thrown out of the corps when they were caught doing what comes natural. I kept talking to him in a commanding voice. I was reversing what ought to have been the normal course. I could see that he was confused and wrestling with what he ought to do. A quick stop for his whiskey and I came back into the cab and gave him the bottle. He quickly took a big slug. See Jim, I told you to trust in Al. I am going to take good care of you.
He was a genuine all American career lifer in the marines. I bet he never had as much as another man's hand on his cock. But already that confident swagger and that control that he showed in front of his men was going. When I pulled on my crotch again and asked him if he like it he did not answer immediately. I raised my voiced and said it again, Jim do you like it? When he answered it was in a voice barely above a whisper and it was Yea! I knew now that this marine was going to surrender his ass with very few problems.
He could see my big erection and he knew he ought to have slugged me but something made him very submissive. This is quite common among men in powerful positions. It is like they want to lay down there every day responsibilities and just take orders. He was to, horny as a bastard, and when you have blue balls you don't always think straight.
I got him into the room and got him out of his clothes. Damn, he was wearing a jock strap. When he turned around his pink ass was blinking at me. I was going to ride off to heaven on that butt.
He was unsure of himself and kept muttering things like well I don't know Al but I just kept sweet talking him and when I was undressed and turned around and he got to see my pecker standing up straight and proud he just gasped.
Take it Jim, put your hand around it, you know you want to. You could read what was going on in his mind. Horny won out. Almost against his will he reached out and grabbed my dick. He could not close his fingers around it. You could see him thinking what a cock and I got to get out of here. He began to jack my dick and I moved in and kissed him. Again the small revolt before he began to kiss back.
I broke off the kiss. Suck it Colonel, I said in my most commanding voice, you know you want to. His mind said no but his body sank to his knees. He grabbed my pecker and pulled it toward his mouth. He dragged his tongue over my big balls and slowly moved up the shaft. Take it cocksucker, I yelled at him like a Sergeant on the parade ground. He knew he was about to take a life changing step but my insistence won out and he took my big head into his mouth. Oh yea, bitch, keep that up I told him. As I began to pump even more of my cock into his mouth he got his first taste of cum as I was leaking like mad. He did not want to like it but it was so hot. I moved my dick back and forth and in and out and he soon got into the rhythm. He was sucking cock and liking it. He used his left hand to play with my balls. Yea, bitch you like it. You like the taste of my big rod don't you?
He did not answer as his mouth had other things to do. I let him do the cocksucking for a bit before I began to feel the first feelings of jism boiling in my balls. I sped up and got more and more of my cock into his mouth. Deeper and deeper on each stroke my prick went. Fight that gag Jim and keep breathing out of your nose I told him as more and more of my steel hard rod penetrated his throat.
I grabbed his head in both of my hands and fucked him without any mercy. Deeper and deeper my cock raped his mouth. He and I could both feel my dick get harder as my cum was about to be released. With a loud grunt my balls were in his cockhairs and I let go. He was soon tasting a warm flood of cum as my seminal fluid spurted down his throat.
He gulped it and tried to swallow all of it. There was too much and it began cumming out of the sides of my prick. He did not want to but you could see that he loved it. I pulled out and wiped my cock on his crew cut. High and tight would mean something different for him from now on.
Like all new cocksuckers he felt used and humiliated. I just grinned down at him enjoying my conquest and in a bit of a post orgasmic glow. I wondered what he would do next. I was going to fuck his ass whatever but I let him work out the next step in his own mind.
I knew instantly. He wanted more and I was going to do just that for him. My 9" was still almost fully hard again. This 50 year old married man was now my bitch even if he did not know it yet.
Get me hard Colonel. I sat him on the bed. I used my cock like a paint brush and colored his face with cum. It did not take him long to get me rock hard once again. I pushed him onto his hands and knees on the bed and with his pink pussy just hanging over the edge I spit in my hand and began to moisten my fuck stick. He knew he was going to get fucked.
I pushed my big red dick head against his ass hole. I took hold of each of his shoulders and slowly but surely forced my baby maker into his pussy. He was moaning and in obvious pain. I would not let him back off and he was not showing any signs of trying to. Inch after inch was pushed up his plundered cunt. I was opening a new ass for him. My spear kept pushing and soon my balls were up to his ass and he had me fully. Got you cherry, sir, I mocked him. You won't forget the first man who took your virginity away from you.
He was still in pain but I knew what to do with a new butt. I took my time and his hole adapted to my cock. As he relaxed I began to fuck him harder and harder. Fuck, he screamed, screw my ass Al. I could feel him as he began to enjoy being reamed by my fat prick. Each time I dragged my dick against his prostrate he would let out moans of pleasure. I bet he had not even noticed that his own cock was leaking cum and hard as it had been in years.
I know he was both humiliated and happy. When he began to move his ass back onto my cock he had surrendered. I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back towards me. You have found out who ranks in this bed don't you bitch? I now own this ass and anytime anywhere I want it you will drop your pants and take my junk in your trunk. Your butt hole is for my use until I can find you a dick to take over when I am gone bitch.
I slowed up my thrusts and with my dick buried deep in his cunt I was just taking short strokes to prolong the feelings. He was purring like cat now. He was really enjoying his new life style.
I was close and from his breathing I could tell that he was close as well. I stopped with my cock buried deep and asked: Ok bitch, tell me what you want, tell me what you need. You like fucking now?
He screamed back: fuck me, fuck me hard. Here was a hard broiled Marine Lt. Colonel and he was begging for my meat. That turned me on big time I rammed my big cock spitter deep up his ass, it was a wonder he could not taste it in his mouth. I must have sounded like King Kong when I unloaded a mighty load. One, two, three loads of my precious sperm shot up his cunt.
He came with me and screamed oh what a cum, this is unbelievable. I kept pumping his ass wanting every drop of my cream to wash his ass. I was breeding him and confirming to him that he was my bitch now.
I finished with him and pushed him down face first into his own cum. Listen up bitch that is my cum leaking out of your ass. My swimmers are taking over your body. Tighten up that pussy and keep them in as long as you can. I will see you same place, same time twice a week. I have an idea for a replacement for me when I am gone but until then your ass belongs to me and no one else. Do you understand? He mumbled yes. I fucked him twice more that night and when I drove him home in the morning we pulled over in a truck stop and he sucked my jism one more time. Better job this time as well, he was eager and learned fast.
My plan was simple. I was going to get Sergeant Smith's ass and then I was going to introduce the Sarge to his commanding officer pussy. Least I could do for the both of them.