DISCLAIMER: This is a work of FICTION. It is NOT TRUE. Any resemblance between any character and any real person is thoroughly and completely accidental. This story contains scenes of sex between males. So you're forewarned. If this story warps your sex-drive or your previously held opinions, feelings or desires, then it has been successful.
This story is dedicated to a real member of the USMC who is my friend and whom I care very much about.
Marine Encounter - Part III by RimPig (c) 2001
As we lay there recovering, Shawn's cock was still buried deep in my ass. Personally, I had no intention of relinquishing it any time soon. In fact, I considered it a part of my body now. Or, at least, my property! Certainly nobody needed it or treated it as good as I could! But, I reasoned, Shawn might want to disagree with that.
Shawn face was buried in my shoulder and I could feel the heat his body was generating. Together, we had become a rather sweaty pile of maleness. Certainly the aroma's being generated by our bodies was certainly heady. Shawn made as if to withdraw his cock from my butt and I quickly put my heels into his ass cheeks and pushed him back in.
"You gotta let me out sometime!" he begged. "Besides, I've gotta take a wicked piss! All that beer has really filled me up."
"Why do you have to pull out to take a piss?" I asked, looking innocently up at him.
"You think you can hold all of it?" he looked at me with an evil grin.
"I think I can. And besides, who cares if I can't. We'll wash it down the drain eventually anyway." I replied reasonably.
"Ok, but just remember - you asked for it!" he warned me.
I felt his cock begin spurting in my butt and I could feel the warmth and fullness as his cock spewed his hot load of piss up my ass. I loved the feeling. It was, without doubt, one of my favorite feelings. Right behind being fucked into oblivion and being pissed all over by someone I was totally in love with. Come to think of it, I'd already had the first two already!
"Oooh! That feels so good!" I moaned as Shawn continued to fill my hole with his hot piss.
"Well, I'm only happy to oblige!" Shawn grinned at me. "I had no idea that just taking a piss could cause someone such pleasure."
"Only because it's your piss, soldier! You're the only one who gets to do this." I vowed.
"And what are you going to do for a hot piss bath when I go back home?" he asked.
"Who said you're going anywhere. You told me you had only started a month long leave!" I insisted.
"Well, I did. But that's gonna come to an end. And I'll have to go back to base." he stated.
"Shawn, I can't deal with that tonight. Let's talk about it in a few days. Let's just take things slowly between us." I begged.
"Slow! We've already fucked our brains out!" he smirked.
"Well, that's only normal." I stated. "You know how it is with guys. We need to get the sex over with first so that we can talk, learn about each other and fall in love."
"So when does the falling in love begin?" He asked quietly.
"What makes you think it hasn't already?" I said, reaching up and pulling his lips down to mine.
We lay there, deeply locked in each other's embrace. I knew that I was in love with this Marine. And I thought that there was every chance that he was falling in love with me. But how we were going to work out this relationship, I didn't yet know.
After a while, Shawn pulled up and looked down at me.
"I'm getting stiff and cold. Can we take a shower now?" He spoke almost like a little boy who was having a most unpleasant time.
"Of course. But, you'll have to remove your cock from my ass in order to do that. And I'm afraid, when you do, there's going to be a large gush of piss fly out of my ass. So I would suggest you might want to get out of the way." I informed him.
"I'm not afraid to get some piss on me. You just let go and I'll take care of myself." he laughed.
"Ok, don't say I didn't warn you."
As soon as he pulled his cock from my ass, I relaxed my hole and a spray of piss began flowing out of my ass. What I didn't expect was Shawn kneeling down at the end of the bench and letting himself be drenched with his own warm piss, his cum and my ass juices. He even closed his eyes and pushed his face into the spew from my butt. As the flow began to slow, he brought his face closer and sucked the last of his piss, cum and my ass juices into his mouth and continued to push his tongue deep into my hole. I moaned at the intensity of the feeling. Then he raised up and bent over the bench and locked his lips with mine. He shared with me a mouthful of the spew from my butt. Out tongues danced in and out of each other's mouths while we both swallowed the warm mixture. "So, why don't you show me how this crazy shower works?" Shawn said, pulling me up from the bench.
I walked over to the wall and opened a panel, behind which as a series of switches. I threw most of them and suddenly the room was full of flowing water, light and the sound of the stereo system. Now "old blue eyes" was singing some of his hits from the late 40's - romance the way it used to be. Shawn took me in his arms and we were slowly dancing beneath the showering water. I grabbed some soap and we began to lather each other's bodies, learning with out hands the curves and angles of each other. Finally, we left the shower room and I shut off the water and lights. We went back into the main bath suite and I started the whirlpool.
We climbed into the warm, bubbling water and Shawn took me into his arms. I sat on his lap, facing him. I could feel his cock beneath me becoming hard again. I was in perfect position if he wanted to try fucking in the whirlpool. But instead, he held and stroked me while saying nothing. He seemed to have become quiet and withdrawn. I didn't know what it was he was thinking about but decided to leave it alone until he was ready to talk about it.
Finally, before we both became prunes, I looked at Shawn and asked if he wanted something to eat. I, myself, was famished after all the strenuous play with this glorious warrior and I was pretty sure that he needed fuel as well.
Saying he could eat a large animal of some sort, I went into the dressing room off the bath suite and handed him a deep green cotton-terry robe (which went so nicely with his eyes!) and chose a sapphire colored one for myself. I took him to the kitchen and again heard him marvel at the size of the room. Again, my architect had created for me what I wanted - a truly magnificent work space where I could create cuisine with professional grade equipment. I loved to cook. It was one of the things I shared with my mother. Cooking always makes me feel closer to her.
Knowing that most Marines are not used to any kind of exotic cuisine (unless you consider K- rations exotic) I kept it simple. I grilled Shawn a very large bacon cheeseburger with 'the works' and some steak-fries. I fixed myself a small salad and some angel-hair pasta with roasted garlic and olive oil. We ate quietly, expect for when Shawn claimed that I had made him the most delicious hamburger he'd ever had in his life.
Finally, we moved back to the bedroom and lay in bed in each others arms. It was at this point that Shawn finally opened up about what was keeping him so quiet.
"So where do we go from here?" he asked.
"I don't know. Where do you want to go?" I threw the ball back in his court.
"I want to spend as much time with you as you can stand me." he stated.
"Well...that would be kind of nice. At least I might get to learn something about you then!" I said.
"What do you mean?" he looked wounded.
"Well...I've told you about all there is to know about my life but I don't know anything about yours." I stated.
"There's not a lot to tell really." he said evasively.
"Don't give me that! I want to know everything. What your parents are like, whether you have any brothers or sisters, what you were like growing up, how you almost got married, everything!"
"Ok, ok. My parents are really good people. My Dad is a mechanic and mom has been a housewife all her life. I don't have any brothers or sisters. Growing up I was somewhat of a hell raiser which is probably why I became a Marine. As to how I almost got married, I've already told you most of that. Her name is Cheryl. She was a cheerleader in high school, if that gives you a picture, and was a spoiled brat who always got her way - until now. That's why she's so mad - not because she loved me because she didn't. She just figured that I was 'controllable" so I would make a good husband. You know, I don't even remember asking her to marry me! It was like she just assumed it and the next thing I knew, she'd picked out a ring for me to buy her and she'd set a date for the wedding. It almost worked, too. I'm just lucky I woke up to what was happening before it went too far!" he confessed.
"What do you think your parents would say if they found out that you were gay? And that you had a lover?" I asked.
"I really don't know. I think Mom would be OK with it eventually. She'd just want to be sure I was happy. Dad would be a whole different situation. I don't know how he'd take it. I've never heard him say anything bad about gay people. But I've never heard him say anything about gay people at all. But the real question is...do I care what they think? And the answer to that is - No!" he vowed.
"You don't care at all?" I asked, unable to believe that this was really true.
"Ok, I'd care, but it wouldn't change anything. All my life I've tried to live up to what everybody expected of me. I'm tired of that crap! I have a right to be happy. And from now on, I'm doing what makes me happy with myself." he all but growled.
"Yeah, I understand that. And I agree with you. You have the right to be happy and you should be able to be who you want and need to be." I said, running my hand over his bristly hair. "But what is it that you want? Who do you want to be? What would make you happy?" I asked.
"That's simple. I want someone to love who loves me. Someone who wants to build a life with me. Someone who needs me. Someone who I know I can depend on through good times and bad. I want a partner, a lover and a friend. And the more time that passes, I become more and more convinced that I was right to begin with - What I want is you!" he said, looking straight into my eyes. "So what do you want?" he confronted me.
"I'll just say ditto. You described everything that I want. And, against my usual reluctance to become involved with anyone, I agree that you seem to be that person for me." I lowered my head, unable to look him in the eye, afraid of what his reaction might be.
He took me in his arms and kissed my forehead.
"Then that takes care of that. So lets get some sleep and start building this partnership in the morning. What do you say?" he asked.
"Sounds like a plan to me, soldier!" I said, snuggling into his chest and rapidly falling asleep.
The next morning, I woke before Shawn. Realizing that I'd probably worn him out the night before, I got up and went to the kitchen and put coffee on to perk. Then I went about making breakfast. Again, keeping it simple, I wanted to do eggs, but I had no idea how Shawn like his eggs. This led to the thought that I didn't know how he liked his coffee either! In fact, I was falling in love with a man that I hardly knew at all! This brought back some of my fears about becoming involved with someone but I strongly pushed them back down. I told myself I had time to learn about Shawn and these questions would be answered. I at least knew that Shawn felt the same way about me.
As the coffee continued to perk, I decided to make omelets to solve the problem of how he liked his eggs. As I stood at the stove beginning to saute mushrooms, onions with red, yellow and green peppers for the omelets, I suddenly felt warm arms around my chest and a hard cock pressing into the crack of my naked butt. Shawn leaned down and nibbled on that place where my neck and shoulder joined. A shiver went through me and I moaned.
"Well, you're finally 'up', huh, soldier?" I said.
"Mmmm!" he moaned into my neck.
I spun around in his arms and putting my arms around his neck, I lifted my face to his for a morning kiss. He passionately kissed me while stroking down my body with his hands and cupping my butt.
"Good morning." he said, pulling his face away to look down at me.
"Yes, it is a good morning! Waking up beside you is a most enjoyable experience!" I said.
"Sleeping with you is very difficult!" he informed me.
"What!? Why???" I sputtered.
"Well, I'd wake up every hour or so and feel your beautiful butt pressed up against my cock and I'd want to fuck you all over again! Trust me, it's something I could get very used to!" he laughed.
I smiled back.
"Yeah, well I'd lay there and I could smell the scent of your body and my cock would get so hard and I'd want to lick your entire body!" I giggled.
"So can we skip breakfast for a while and go back to bed? I'd rather make love to you right now than eat." he said, pressing his hard cock against me and rubbing it on my body, leaving cock-snot on me.
I turned off the stove.
He again lifted me in his arms and carried me to the bedroom. I was again impressed at his strength. Carrying me seemed to be almost of no effort for him at all. He lay me on the bed and I stretched out my arms and legs and offered myself to him. He stood beside the bed just looking down at me, drinking in my body with his eyes.
"You are so beautiful!" he said.
"No," I said, "It's you who are so beautiful! Please, make me yours again!"
He climbed above me and began to run his tongue over my chest. He reached my nipples and locked his lips around them and suck hard on them. I moaned and my back arched, driving my tit into his mouth. He reached his hands behind my back and continued to hold me against his mouth and sucking even harder. He gently lowered me to the bed again, pushing my arms above my head and locking my wrists together in his hand. He than attacked my pits with his lips and tongue. He sucked on the puffs of hair under my arms and I could hear him deeply breathing in the scent of my armpits. I moaned a writhed beneath him as he continued to lick and suck at my pits.
Finally, having sucked all the scent that he could from them, he moved on down the trunk of my body, dragging his tongue over my abs and running it into my belly-button. I giggled at the ticklish feeling of his tongue licking in my navel. He then began sucking on my treasure trail as he headed south to my groin. He buried his nose in my pubic hair and I could hear him snorting in the ripeness there. He growled deep in his throat as he took in more and more of my crotch scent.
Leaving my cock alone, he dipped lower and began snorting at my balls. He absorbed the raunchy scent of my 'nads and began bathing my balls with his tongue. I moaned and tossed my body on the bed. But my Marine wasn't finished. He had not reached his true objective. Finally he put his hands under my thighs and raised my legs up and back until my ass was at the level of his mouth and nose. He shoved his nose into the crack of my butt and began to snort the ripeness deep into his lungs. He moaned at the raunchy scent he found there and began bathing my trench with his tongue. Up and down my butt-crack he dragged his tongue, stopping only to make a special circle around my ass lips. Finally, he locked his lips around my pucker and began sucking on my ass lips while shoving his tongue into my raunchy hole. A hole that had been filled with his cock, his cum and his piss the night before. He licked deeply in my hole, tasting up inside my ass and moaning into the cavity. I was moaning, too, and relaxing my hole so that he could reach even farther up my ass. I could feel him moving his tongue rapidly in and out of my hole, fucking me. But I wanted something bigger - something harder - up my butt.
He raised up on his knees and spit into his hand and began to coat his cock with his spit. He grabbed my ankles in his hand and put his cock at the opening to my body. I reached forward and began to stroke his abs, begging him to fuck me. He answered by snapping his hips forward and burying his cock in my ass. I moaned at a quick bolt of pain which was followed by a feeling of complete fullness and attachment to Shawn! I was again a part of him! And extension of his cock - another body hanging at the end of his manhood. He stayed still within me, allowing my butt to become used to his size and width. Then he began to vigorously drive his cock in and out of my body. I lay there in ecstasy, throwing my head back and forth as he massaged my prostate with his rapidly moving cock. I reached up for him, begging silently to bend forward and kiss me while he bred me. This he did, releasing my ankles and bending forward onto his hands and lowering his head until our mouths locked in a deep, piercing kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth and I sucked on it like a babe at a mother's teat.
His hips continued to work his cock in and out of my ass and it wasn't long before his motions became harder and with a ragged rhythm. I felt his cock harden like steel and he began moaning in my mouth. I then felt my insides washed with his hot cum. I could feel each quiver of his cock as he shot load after load of man juice into my ass.
He collapsed on me and I held him in my arms, licking the sweat from his shoulder, as he gained his breath back. He rolled off me and lay down next to me on his stomach, his beautiful ass drawing me to it. I rolled over and spread his legs. I lay between his legs and buried my nose in his fragrant, ripe butt-trench. I deeply breathed of his ripeness, pulling his cheeks apart to gain more of his heady, male scent. Burying my face farther in his butt, I began to lick up and down his butt-trench as he had done to me. I locked my lips on his hole and began driving my tongue deeper and deeper into his hole. I had not cum yet and my cock wanted nothing more than to drive itself inside the body of this young warrior. I didn't know if Shawn had ever been fucked, but my cock didn't care! Shawn's hole was going to be fucked. Period.
Shawn moaned and drove his ass back further, trying to get as much of my tongue up his hole as it would go - and then some! I reached over to the night table and grabbed a bottle of lube. I squirted some of the cool, clear gel onto Shawn hole and began to massage it into his butt. I started with one finger, moving it in and out of his ass. This lead to two fingers and a concerted massage of his prostate which had Shawn moaning and pushing his ass back, trying to get more of my fingers up his ass. I finally worked 3 fingers into his butt and decided that he was relaxed enough to take my cock.
I raised up and lubed up my cock with the gel. I brought my hardon to the opening to his body and gently pressed against his hole. His hole opened up and swallowed my cock whole! I sunk all the way to my pubic hair in his butt. He moaned deep and long as my cock slid up his butt-chute. I held there for a moment, enjoying the incredible heat which surrounded my cock. His butt was not virgin, but it wasn't well used either! He was tight and hot and my cock had never been happier than being up inside this beautiful Marine butt.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I began fucking his butt, jack hammering my cock in and out of his hole. I pounded his butt as hard as I could.
"Yeah! Fuck, yeah! Fuck my ass!" He moaned and I followed his orders to the letter.
"Oh, your cock feels amazing! Pound my butt! Fuck me HARD!" he begged. Again I did as he requested.
"Yeah! Fuck my Marine butt! Jam that cock up my jarhead ass!" he commanded and I lost it!
I began shooting my load up his hole. I shot and shot and shot, filling his hole with my thick cum. I loaded his ass with so much jism that I could feel it squirting out around my cock as I continued to pound his butt while depositing my seed in his butt-chute.
I finally collapsed on his back. His ass muscles continued to massage my cock and got several extra spurts of my cum. Finally, my cock began to shrink and slipped from his hole. I rolled off him and lay down beside him. He raised up and took me in his arms. He kissed my lips and then my forehead.
"Well, you'll have to marry me know." he stated.
"Oh?" I asked. "And why is that?"
"Well, with that load, I'm sure I'm pregnant! And you have to make an honest Marine of me!" he grinned.
I broke up laughing. We both held onto each other as we lay there laughing for a long time.
End of Part III.
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