Marine Squad Sierra Foxtrot 7
Marine Squad Sierra Foxtrot
Chapter 7:
Josh and I were sleeping peacefully when we heard an `ahhhh' coming from our doorway. Josh had sense enough to fain sleep even though I knew he woke up to the sound; I could feel him tense up a little. I was dumb enough to open my eyes and look over at the intruder. Mark was standing there, looking down at us and grinning from ear to ear.
"Good morning..."
I smile up at him. "Good morning. What time is it?"
"0630."
I frown. "Why so early?"
He grins. "I hate to break it to ya, but you joined the Marines and they kinda like you to get up before noon."
"Yeah, but there aren't any Marines here, at the moment, that would care when we got up."
"Well, yeah, you have a point there, but I was too curious. I wanted to see how last night went."
I smile at him. "It was... incredible... amazing... wonderful..."
He grins from ear to ear again. "Good; I'm really happy for you guys. You always look really sweet together, but you really look sweet right now."
"That's `cause we were sleepin'."
"Nah... It's `cause you are. So, do you wanna go grab some breakfast?"
"In a little while; let us wake up first."
"Yeah, OK, I guess I can do that."
"Gee, thanks, brother."
He giggles and starts looking around the room and happens to notice the shirt on the floor. Uh oh. He looks at me and then back over to the shirt. He walks over and takes a closer look and sees his name staring back at him. He smirks and looks at me.
"That is so wrong on so many levels I can't even begin to count `em."
I blush. "We're sorry; we didn't want to go outside to take care of that. We figured you weren't ever gonna wear it again, so we used it. I'll wash it."
He shakes his head, grinning. "Still... That is just so wrong."
"At least we loved you enough not to do it over your name tag."
He laughs. "Gee thanks. Oh man... I'll never get that image outta my head, now."
"You're not even gonna wear it again; don't be so dramatic."
"I know, but still... Dude, that's just... Wrong. You don't see me shittin' cum out on your uniforms."
I laugh. "We're sorry; get over it. Besides, you haven't had to do that."
"True, but still... OK, I'll let it pass this time, but don't let it happen again."
I laugh again. "Gee thanks, Dad; I won't ever drive your car without asking, ever again."
He giggles. "See that you don't, young man, or you'll get a whippin'"
"You're the only one gettin' a whippin' around here. Now leave us in peace for a minute so we can wake up. Please."
He smiles. "OK, I'll be in the rec-room waitin' for you to make my breakfast."
"You're not making breakfast for us?"
He grins. "Why should I; I didn't get fucked?"
"Do you wanna get fucked?"
"I'm not sure... I've thought about it, but haven't decided yet."
"If you don't give us a minute to wake up and get dressed you won't have to decide; I'll do it for ya." I grin at him.
"Promises, promises. Fine, I'll let you get up."
"Thanks, sexy boy. See ya in a few. And just to show you how nice I am I'll even make your breakfast."
He smiles big. "Thanks Daddy!" He laughs and runs out of the room and building.
"Can we adopt him out to Matt when he gets back?"
I laugh. "Sure, babe. Good morning, sexy."
"Good morning. How'd you sleep?"
"Great; how about you?"
"Damn good. I don't remember ever feeling that relaxed and that... worn out, I guess."
"I think the word you were lookin' for is satisfied. I know that's how I feel."
Josh giggles. "Yeah, I guess that's the word. Drained works too."
I giggle. "That's no lie; I don't think I'll ever be able to cum again."
"I have no doubts I can get you to cum again, sexy boy."
"Me either. I guess we should get up; you know he'll be back if we don't."
"I know... OK, I guess I'm ready to leave this bed, even though I don't want to. I wanna stay here forever and cuddle."
"Me too, baby, me too."
We finally get out of bed, get dressed, brush our teeth and make it to the rec-room by 0647. Mark has been his usual sweet self and made us breakfast; we're having cereal and toast again, but that's more than alright.
"Good morning, Josh! Did you have a good night?"
"Awesome!"
Mark grins. "So I hear. I'm happy for ya. Now sit down and eat; I'll get ya some coffee. Oh, and if you wouldn't mind, Joe; can I steal Josh for a few minutes after breakfast? I need to talk to him about something."
"Sure, just don't molest him."
He smiles big. "Would I do that?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, OK, I would. But not this time; I need to ask him about something personal."
"Sure, Mark. I need to get started on my loser's chores anyway; how do you like your bed made?"
He laughs. "Don't sweat it; I already made it. Other than washing that shirt, it won't take you five minutes to do my shit."
I smile at him. "Thanks, sexy boy; I appreciate it. Do you want me to clean that cum fountain off your wall before everyone gets back?"
He and Josh laugh. "I already did; it was driving me crazy."
"Just how did you get to be such a neat freak, anyway? Most guys our age are slobs."
"My mom; she's tyrannical about that shit. You can't even leave a pair of socks sitting on your dresser without her going ballistic."
"Sounds like fun. So is everyone in your family a neat freak?"
"Everyone except Dad; he doesn't care if she goes off. His theory is he provides the money to buy the soap, the least she can do is use it."
I laugh. "Your dad sounds like my dad; the whole bread-winner mentality thing."
"That's him."
"Your mom doesn't work either?"
"Nah. She goes by the theory that if he's willing to earn the money, she's willing to spend it."
"Good for her. I have a personal question for ya; are you planning on telling them you've decided to be gay? I'm asking because I never told my family and I'm wondering what you think."
"I haven't decided yet. I don't think they would have a problem with it; they'd just be kinda shocked. I don't think they would ever expect it from me; I was kind of a pussy hound all through high school."
"Well I can pretty much guarantee that my family won't like it. Well, except for maybe Logan; I really don't think he'd mind. But not my mom and dad; they're kind of homophobic."
"Then I don't think I'd be in any hurry to tell `em, Joe; it could get ugly."
"I know; that's what's kept me from tellin' em already. I'd like to tell Logan, but tellin' him from here seems kinda wrong. It's something that should be done face to face."
He looks a little uncomfortable. "I know what you're sayin', Joe, and please don't take this the wrong way, but what if something happens to you? Maybe you should tell him; at least he would know that his big brother trusted him enough to tell him; he would know the real you."
"I know, Mark; I've thought the same thing. I owe him the respect of telling him who I really am. At least if something happens to me, he would be the only one in my family that really knew me."
"That's what I'm sayin'. I think it would kind of make him feel closer to you if you trusted him enough to share this with him; especially if you don't make it home; God forbid."
"I was thinking the same thing. Maybe I'll go talk to him while you and Josh are planning my birthday party." I grin at both of them.
"How the fuck did you know?" He turns to Josh. "Did you tell him?"
"No! I had no idea he knew."
I laugh. "It's a simple matter of deduction, guys. My birthday is the day after tomorrow and you guys are having clandestine meetings. It's either my birthday party or you're having hot sweaty man-sex."
Mark grins at me. "What makes you so sure we're not having hot sweaty man-sex?"
"Josh would've told me and you would've invited me." I grin at them. "I really am sorry I spoiled the surprise, but I love you both for doing it. Thank you; this means more to me than you realize."
"You're more than welcome, but at least act surprised, will ya?"
"Sure." I look at my watch. Maybe I can catch Logan; he should be in his room, doing homework or something about now. I look at Josh and Mark. "I'm gonna go try Logan. Thank you very much for breakfast, Mark."
I stand up and then kiss Josh and Mark and head out, walking over to the office. Pete is in here.
"Oh, sorry, Pete; I didn't mean to just barge in."
"It's OK, dude; I was just checkin' for messages from Gunny and making contact with Kandahar."
"Is there anything from Gunny?"
"A really short email saying they'll be back a little after lunchtime."
"Good. I hope everyone is alright."
"Me too. Did you need to use the computer?"
"Yeah, actually; I was gonna call my little brother. I need to talk to him about something."
"Sure, go for it. I'm gonna grab some chow."
"Well Mark's making breakfast; get him to fix you some of his special cereal and toast."
Pete laughs. "I'm not sure I wanna know what makes it special. Is everything OK with you and your brother?"
"Yeah, fine; I just need to tell him something."
"OK. I'll catch up with you later."
Pete leaves the office and I sit down at the computer to make the call. It takes him about eight rings to answer. He's kind of out of breath when he does.
"Joey! Are you OK; is something wrong?"
"No, Logan, everything's fine; I was hoping you were home; I wanted to talk to ya."
He smiles big. "Oh man... I just walked in the door; I'm sure glad I didn't miss your call. Why are you calling so late; you usually call before school?"
"Well its morning here; I just had breakfast."
He grins. "Cool. I'm really glad you called. So, how's it hangin', Marine?"
"A little to the left, today; how `bout you?"
"Straight out and proud, big brother." We both laugh. "So, what's on your mind so early in the day? Not that you need a reason to call; I love talking to you. And yes, I know your birthday's coming up. Happy, happy, happy birthday, big brother."
"Oh man... You're gonna make me cry if you do stuff like that. Thank you, Logan; really. I just found out two friends of mine are planning a birthday party for me; they're actually talking about it right now. I kind of blew the surprise for `em, but they'll still think of some way to surprise me."
"I bet. Is that Josh and Mark you're talkin' about?"
"Yeah."
"Cool. I got the pictures of them you sent; they look like really cool guys."
"They are, Logan; they really are." I just sit and look at him, trying to screw up the courage to tell him. I don't know how to get started. He interrupts my thoughts.
"Are you OK, Joey? What's wrong? What's going on? You haven't been hurt, have you?"
"No, Logan; nothing like that. I just have something to tell you and I don't know how."
"Just spit it out. It's me, Joey; you can tell me anything; just like always."
"I know... I'm kinda scared though."
"You're being transferred to someplace worse, aren't ya?"
"No, nothing like that; this is personal. Are Mom and Dad there, by the way?"
"Nah, Dad's workin' nights now, and I don't know where Mom is, but she wasn't here when I walked in the door. What's going on, Joe? You gotta tell me; it doesn't matter what it is, you gotta tell me."
"You can't tell Mom and Dad; promise?"
"I promise. You have my word, Joey; I won't tell `em nothin'. Now just spit it out."
I look at him and exhale again. He's getting antsy and moving around. I look at him again. "OK, here goes. I'm gay, Logan."
He smiles huge. "That's it? You have me thinking you have a terminal illness or something and you tell me you're gay? Damn, bro; relax a little; you're gonna give us both a heart attack."
I grin. "You're not freaked out about this?"
He giggles. "Fuck no, dude! Why would you think I'd be freaked out about that?"
"I don't know... Maybe because Mom and Dad would be."
He laughs. "In case you hadn't noticed, I'm not Mom and Dad; it doesn't matter to me, Joey. You're my big brother and I love you with everything in me; do you really think I'd be upset that you're gay?"
"I didn't know if you would or not; I didn't want to freak you out."
He grins. "It's not like you're the only gay dude on the planet; I do know a few of `em. And don't say that I ever told ya, but Kyle is too."
"Really? How'd you find out?"
He grins huge. "He kissed me and wanted to suck my dick. I wouldn't let him suck me off, but the kiss wasn't bad. Although... I've been kinda re-thinkin' the blowjob; I can't take much more of this hand worship shit." He grins again.
"Hey, let him blow you; guys are better at it anyway."
He laughs loudly. "Really? I guess I can take the word of my own gay big brother on something like that. What makes guys better at it?"
"We know what guys like; we know what feels good. Let him do it, Logan; you'll fuckin' love it." I grin and he laughs.
"Sure; fuck yeah! I could definitely go for a good blowjob. But then hell, I've never had one so what would I know about good?"
I laugh. "Maybe starting with a guy's not a good idea; it'll spoil you for women."
He laughs. "I'll just have both; nothin' wrong with that either." He grins at me, mischievously. "OK, so which one of these hottie Marines is your boyfriend: Josh or Mark?"
I turn crimson and he laughs. "Josh..."
He laughs. "Fuckin' Joey... Damn, bro; you have good taste. So is this just a sex thing or are you guys in love?"
I blush again and he giggles. "We're very much in love, Logan. We've been in love with each other since the second week of boot camp, but never had the balls to tell each other. We only started being boyfriends about a week ago."
He smiles huge. "You're fuckin' kiddin' me! Why did you wait so long to tell each other?"
"We were afraid of how the other would react; we didn't know the other was gay."
He grins, shaking his head. "Damn, bro; you wasted all that time bein' scared when you coulda been having sex. What the fuck were you thinkin'?" He laughs again.
"I couldn't take the chance of losing his friendship; it's more important to me than having sex with him."
"I hear ya; I'm just givin' ya shit. Well I'm glad you guys finally grew some fuckin' balls. So, have you had sex yet?" He grins again, making me smirk and grin.
"Yeah, we have. Actually, last night was our first night having actual sex. We've sucked each other off several times, but weren't able to have sex until last night."
He laughs again. "Fuckin' Joey... So, how was it; was it good?"
I blush again. "It was fucking amazing, Logan; incredible. I never knew it could feel that good. I've had thousands of fantasies and dreams about him, but none of them compared to last night."
He smiles. "That's great, Joey; I'm really happy for you. So, my big brother's gay and in love; who woulda thought it." He grins. "I'm really happy for you, Joey; that's fuckin' awesome. I'm so glad you told me, too; I know it was hard, but I'm really glad you told me. Thank you, Joey."
"Thank you for being cool with it. I was scared you'd hate me."
"Oh man, don't ever say shit like that; I could never hate you."
"I know, Logan; but my imagination was runnin' away with me. I'm sorry."
"Well don't apologize either, dammit. I love you for you; not for anything else."
I smile. "Thanks, Logan; I love you for you and nothing else, too."
He grins again. "So when do I get to meet my brother-in-law? Go drag his ass in wherever you are and let me meet him and talk to him."
I smile big. "Really? You want to meet him?"
"Duh! Of course I wanna meet him; he's my brother-in-law. Go drag his cute ass in there."
I laugh. "He does have a very cute ass. OK, hold on a second; I can page the rec-room from here and have him come over."
"I don't see you movin' yet. Get off your ass, Marine!"
I laugh. "You ain't old enough to be givin' me orders, boy."
"I got your fuckin' boy hangin'; go get your man." He laughs hard again.
I page the rec-room and Mark answers it. I tell him to send Josh over, that my little brother wants to meet him. He tells me they'll be over in a second. Oh man, both of `em. I've been talking to Logan a little when they both walk in the office, grinning from ear to ear. They both come around the desk and sit next to me, Josh sitting kind of on my lap. They look at the camera and grin. Logan starts giggling. Mark, the brave one, goes first.
"Hey Logan! How's it hangin', dude?"
Logan laughs. "Just below my knees; how `bout you?"
Mark howls. "Oh man, I keep steppin' on the fucker; gotta find something to tie it up with."
Logan laughs. "Fuckin-A; I hear ya! So, you're Mark, right? The guy sittin' on my brother's lap is my brother-in-law?"
Mark's about to fall off the chair from laughing. "I fuckin' like you; you're much funnier than your brother. Yeah, the blushing bride to be is camped in his favorite spot; tryin' to get your brother's dick in his ass."
The both howl with laughter and Josh and I blush. "Hey, Joey's always been a fuckin' perv; you're lucky he hasn't tried to ride your leg yet. We had to spray him to keep him off the dog."
Mark's about beside himself, laughing his ass off. He turns to us when he calms down enough to talk. "You two can go make out or something; I'm talkin' to my new best friend."
Logan starts laughing again and shaking his head. "Fuck yeah; I'd love that! Tell `em to go ride each other's leg, we'll rap."
"Fuck yeah! You heard the man; go; leave us alone."
"Yeah, right, I don't need you tryin' to get in my little brother's pants from seven thousand miles away."
Logan is howling now; he looks at Mark, grinning. "So, you're on their team too, huh? Fuckin' A! You're fuckin' hot too; I'd let you in my pants. Damn, maybe I'll go gay and join the fuckin' Corps; hot guys everywhere."
"You'd better join the fuckin' Corps. You know the motto; lookin' for a few good men."
"Yeah, I don't know, man; I'm not sure I'd survive basic. I'm not as gung-ho as my big brother."
"Oh, come on, if a little gay boy can make it through basic, you'll fuckin' kick ass, dude."
Logan laughs again. "I don't know, man... He may be a gay boy, but he's a fuckin' tough gay boy."
"Well, you're his brother so you're just as tough. Besides, dude; seventy percent of it is mental. You just have to know in your heart that you're gonna kick ass and take names. Once you're outta basic it's a hell of a lot easier."
"Yeah, right; that's when the fuckin' shootin' starts. You have no idea how much I worry about him, Mark; it's fuckin' scary, dude."
"I know, Logan, I know; I worry about him too; him and Josh. But we take care of each other; we always watch each other's backs. That's what they mean when they say Marine brother, Logan; we're brothers. You're his brother back home, but we're his brothers here and we won't let anything bad happen to him."
"Thanks, Mark; that means a lot to me. I know you'll watch him and I know he watches you, too. Just please watch and take care of each other."
"We do, Logan; we do. Don't worry about him so much; we're takin' good care of him." He grins a little. "Some of us take better care of him than others, though."
I knew what Mark was doing, trying to ease the conversation away from scary and sad.
Logan grins a little. "Are you including yourself in that?"
Mark actually blushes, making Logan laugh and whistle. "Fuckin' Joey... I'm over here gettin' fuckin' scabs on my hands and you're over there with two hot Marines takin' care of things."
Mark laughs again. "Lube, dude; use lube! It cuts down on the scabs; believe me, I know."
"So, you didn't answer my question; do you play on their team too?"
Mark grins. "I was recently drafted, but I'm hopin' for a starting line up position."
Logan laughs hard. "How the fuck do you get drafted to bein' gay?"
Mark blushes and smiles. "I've kinda thought I was for awhile, but these two helped me see that it was OK to explore it a little."
Logan grins. "You've been explorin' with my big brother, haven't ya?"
"Yeah, just a little; him and Josh."
"So, what'd you think of it?"
"Not to embarsses you or nothin', but its fuckin' hot, dude."
Logan laughs. "Why would it embarrass me; it's my brother you're gettin' blown by?"
Mark laughs hard again. "Oh man... You're fuckin' quick, dude; a lot faster than your brother. Anyway, they're fuckin' great at it; I loved it!"
"So, did you return the favor? You can't leave my brother hangin' like that; it's not nice!" He laughs.
Mark blushes again. "Yeah, I did. Actually I went first."
"Really? I gotta friend that offered me a blow job the other day and I was kinda wonderin' about it. I turned him down, but I've been re-thinkin' it. I'm sick of usin' my hand."
"Fuckin' go for it, dude; you'll fuckin' love it! And don't be afraid to return the favor; it's not as bad as you might be thinkin'."
"Hey! Don't be tellin' my little brother to suck cock, dude; that's not nice."
Mark turns to me grinning. "Why do you care; you suck cock?"
"Yeah, but I'm not sixteen either. Jeez, dude; you're tryin' to turn my baby brother into a cock whore." I smile at him and he laughs.
Logan jumps in. "Hey, leave my new best friend alone, Joey! He can give me all the sex advice he wants. None of the advice you've ever given me has worked; I need a new source!"
"Shut up, boy. I was tryin' to give you advice about girls; what the hell do I know about girls?"
"Exactly! So I'm gonna get some advice from Mark. At least he's still a rookie and can give me some pointers."
Mark howls. "Fuckin' Logan... Damn, dude, you're fuckin' hilarious! But yeah, dude, let your friend blow ya; it's fuckin' great."
Logan smiles at Mark. "I just might. I really have been thinkin' about it. He just shocked me and I didn't know what to say. It's kind of freaky when you're best friend just kisses you out of nowhere one day and asks to suck your cock."
Mark grins huge. "Really? Your best friend laid a lip lock on ya and asked to suck you off?"
Logan blushes. "Yeah, dude; right here in my bedroom. We'd been doin' homework together on the bed and he leaned over and kissed me."
"Did you kiss him back?"
Logan blushes a deeper red. "Kind of... I was kinda shocked; I really didn't know what to do. Our tongues touched, so I guess I kissed him back. He looked really scared when he pulled back, but then he told me he'd been thinkin' about me a lot, and that he would really like to taste me. I asked him what the hell he meant and he told me he wanted to taste my dick."
"What'd you tell him?"
"I said I didn't know about that; I wasn't sure. I told him I'd let him know."
"You were cool about it though, right? You didn't shove him off you or nothin', did ya?"
"No man, I didn't shove him. He's been my best friend since we were four years old; I'm not gonna shove him away."
"I didn't mean nothin' by it, Logan; I was just wonderin'. Some guys really freak out when something like that happens and they get weird. The problem is, the friend or guy they reject is really fucked up about it and they sometimes try to kill themselves. I didn't wanna see something like that happen, dude."
Logan smiles. "No offense taken, Mark; I know what you're sayin'. But no, I'd never do anything to hurt Kyle; he's my best bud. I just don't know what to do about it. I'm not sure about this."
"What aren't you sure about; the gayness of it? Or just because doin' something like this with your best bud might be a little weird?"
"Both, I guess. I've never thought of doin' something with a guy before; it's just different. It doesn't gross me out or nothin', it's just different. And yeah, he's been my best friend forever; it's kinda weird thinkin' about havin' sex with him."
"I know exactly where you're commin' from, Logan. I know I told you to let him do it, but I was kinda jokin'. You need to think about this; really think about it. Ask yourself if your friendship can survive if you do this and decide it's not for you. Also think about what he might be thinkin'; there's a possibility he's already in love with you. He said he's been thinkin' about you a lot, and sometimes that means he's let himself fall in love with ya. Don't just think about the sex part of it, but think about where he might be comin' from, too."
"I know, Mark, I have been; I've been thinkin' about it non-stop for the last three days. How did you handle it with Joey and Josh? I mean, was it something you all wanted to do, or did you tell `em you wanted to taste `em or something like that?"
Mark grins. "Like I said, I've been wonderin' for awhile if I might be gay; or at least bi. I told Joey and Josh about my feelings and they told me kinda the same thing I just told you; to really think about it. Well, I did. Fuck, I've been thinkin' about it since I was fourteen, I knew the process. I decided I wanted to try something and Joey and Josh agreed to do something with me. The difference is they have each other and they're head over in heels in love; I don't have to worry about `em bein' in love with me."
"So with you guys it was just fun; you didn't have to wonder if they were in love with you."
"Pretty much. I mean I love these two with everything in me; but yeah, we're not in love. Whereas with you and Kyle, it's very possible he's in love with you."
"I know... That's the part I don't know what to do about. Like you said about Joey and Josh; I love him with everything in me; he comes second to Joey, but I'm not in love with him. I've never even thought about him that way. I don't want to hurt him; I can't hurt him."
"Well, you could do what your brother did to me yesterday. Ask him if he's in love with you and go from there."
Logan grins. "Joey asked you if you were in love with him?"
"He did. He even did it while I was takin' a shower; tryin' to catch me off guard or something."
Logan laughs. "He just wanted to see ya naked."
Mark grins. "He's seen me naked lots of times; he didn't need an excuse. He knows he only has to ask and I'll strip down in twenty seconds."
Logan laughs. "Perv! OK, dude, strip down; you got twenty seconds!" He laughs.
Mark laughs. "No, man, I can't do that shit on-line, much less with a minor; that's not cool. Besides, I thought you were fuckin' straight; why do you wanna see me naked?"
Logan laughs. "Just wonderin' if you'd do it. No, man, I don't really know for sure, Mark. I mean I don't ever think about guys that way, but yeah, I do notice when a guy's hot. I mean, like you and Josh; you're fuckin' smokin' hot, but I don't know that I'd like to have sex with ya."
Mark grins. "Thanks, Logan, I appreciate it. I think you're pretty fuckin' hot too." He laughs. "You don't look anything like your brother."
Logan laughs his ass off. "Thanks! Yep, he got the blond hair and I got the big dick."
Mark about falls off the chair again, laughing. "Oh man...! You are fuckin' funny, dude! Yeah, poor Joey; I got him beat by an inch too."
Logan howls. "Fuckin' A! I got him beat by three!"
"No way! No fuckin' way you got ten inches, dude!"
Logan blushes and laughs. "No man, not ten; fuck that'd be great. Nah, only seven so far."
"Fuck, dude, you got the same as your fuckin' brother; what are you talkin' shit about?"
"Damn, boy, why are you talkin' about cock size with my little brother? Especially mine? Jeez, dude!"
"He was talkin' smack about ya; I was just settin' him straight. Chill, Joey." He grins at me.
Logan is laughing his ass off. "Oh fuck... You guys are fuckin' great! I love this! So, Mark, were you with `em last night for their first time?"
Josh slaps me in the chest and Mark laughs. "No, man, I wasn't there. That was something special for just the two of `em."
"What was that sound?"
Mark laughs. "That was your brother's boyfriend slappin' the shit out of him for tellin' you about last night."
Logan laughs. "I didn't know I wasn't supposed to know."
"I guess your brother didn't know that either. Fuckin' Joey..." He and Logan bust up laughing.
Logan finally calms down a little. "Oh fuck... We gotta do this shit again; this is fuckin' great! I knew my big brother had great taste; you're fuckin' awesome, man!"
"Thanks, dude; so are you. Hey, if you want I can email you and shit. I'd love to fuckin' talk to you more. Get a pen and write this down; I'll give you my email address, dude. That, and if you want we can talk through this thing too."
"Really? You'd really do that?"
"Fuck yeah! Why wouldn't I?"
"I don't know... I guess because I'm just a kid and you're my brother's friend."
Mark shakes his head. "Don't say shit like that, dude. I'm only four years older than you, and what's wrong with being you and your brother's friend?"
Logan smiles from ear to ear. "I'd fuckin' love that, Mark; thanks!"
"Don't thank me for shit like that, dude. I'd fuckin' love it too. Get a pen and write this shit down."
Logan disappears for a minute and is back, grinning from ear to ear. "Got it; let `er rip."
Mark grins. "Now don't be laughin' at my email address, dude; it took me a week to think of a good one. It's sexymarinemark69@gmail.com."
Logan starts busting up. "Oh man... That's fuckin' priceless! I fuckin' love it, dude!"
"Good, so do I. What's yours, dude?"
"Eh, mine's just basic; my parents made me get it. It's Loganziegler1996@comcast.net."
"Don't sweat it, Logan; got it. Hey, we can always think of a new one for ya and get ya a gmail or hotmail account."
Logan grins. "Hey, that'd be cool. Start thinkin' of a good one for me, Mark."
"Will do, brother. Hey, I don't wanna say bye, but I guess I should let you talk to your brother-in-law now. He's a little quieter than I am, but he's a fuckin' great guy, Logan, you'll love him; your brother and I love him more than anything."
"Thanks Mark. Oh man, this has been so great." He looks a little shy for a second. "Hey Mark, did you really mean what you just said?"
"Which part, Logan?"
"You called me brother. Did you mean it like Marine brother?"
Mark stares straight into the camera. "I meant it just like that, Logan; you're now my Marine brother, just like Joey is."
Logan closes his eyes for a second. "Oh man... Thanks, Mark; that means more to me than you can ever know."
"It means a hell of a lot to me to, Logan; don't ever forget it. Hey, before we both start cryin', let me hand you over to Josh. And hey, I'm gonna send you an ass load of pics, too. I have some pics of your brother and Josh that would curl their fuckin' toes."
Logan smirks and grins a little. "Thanks, Mark; I'd love to see `em."
"You're welcome, brother. Hey, you gotta send me some pics too. Send me a pic of you and Kyle; I wanna see what this boy looks like that wants my brother so bad."
Logan smiles from ear to ear. "Fuck yeah; I'll send `em as soon as I'm done talkin' to Joey and Josh. And don't be leavin' the room, dude; you gotta stay for this."
"I ain't goin' anywhere. Now here's your brother's boyfriend; take it easy on him. He's not as funny as we are; he's kinda shy."
Logan grins. "I will. I'm actually kind of shy too, most of the time. I don't know how you got me talking so much."
"It's just a gift I have. I keep tellin' the guys around here they need to appreciate me more for it."
"Yeah they do. OK, dude; hand me over."
"Oooo, sounds kinky." They both laugh. "Here ya go, little brother."
Mark and Josh trade places in front of the camera and Josh smiles at Logan.
"Hey Logan, it's really great finally getting to meet you. It's great just being able to get a word in around bubble butt."
Logan laughs. "Hey Josh, its great getting to meet you too. Why do call my brother bubble butt?"
The three of us laugh. "No, dude, not Joey; Mark; he has a bubble butt."
"I didn't notice. Tell him to moon the camera."
We laugh again and I have to hold Mark down. "Nah, we can't let him; he'll get in trouble. Joey had to tackle him to keep him from it, though. So, I guess you're OK with Joey bein' gay and havin' a boyfriend?"
"Fuck yeah, Josh, it's great. I don't care if he's gay; he's my brother and I love him. Our parents would freak, but I ain't tellin' `em, so they don't have to worry about it. No, man, I love him no matter what."
"That's good to hear; I do too. I know this is probably a little weird for ya, but I love him every bit as much as you do. I won't ever let anything happen to him, Logan. I'll bring him home to you."
"Thanks, Josh. I want you guys to take really good care of each other and watch each other's back. All of you need to get home safe; everyone over there."
"We're tryin'; we really are. We've lost a few good friends, but we're tryin' our best to make sure we don't lose another one."
"Good. So you and my brother have been in love with each other since boot camp, huh?"
Josh blushes. "Yeah, we have. We were too chicken to say anything, but we have."
"Have you always known you were gay?"
"Since I was about twelve or thirteen, I guess."
"Hey, ask Joey how long he's known; I wanna know why he never said something before."
I heard him. "Logan, I've known since I was thirteen. I never said anything because I know how Mom and Dad are; it was too risky."
"I'm sorry, Joey; I`m sorry you had to be alone for so long."
"I wasn't alone; I had you. Don't worry about the rest; it doesn't matter. I have you, Josh and Mark and that's all that matters to me. Well Mom and Dad too, but they're kind of a pain in the ass; and not in a good way."
Logan laughs. "That's no lie. Well I'm really happy for you that you found Josh. So Josh, does your family know about you?"
"Just like you; my little brother knows, but that's it."
Logan smiles. "Little brothers are the only ones that matter."
"You got that fuckin' right! Little brothers are the best!"
"What's your brother's name?"
"Kaden."
"That's a cool name; I like it. So how old is he?"
"He just turned seventeen a month ago."
"Really? I'll be seventeen in two months. Cool. I don't mean to be nosy or nothin' but I gotta find out about my future in-laws, ya know."
Josh smiles from ear to ear. "You can ask me anything you want. Thanks for sayin' that, too."
Logan blushes. "You're welcome. So I can even ask you about last night?"
Mark starts busting up and Josh blushes. "No. Yeah. Maybe. It depends on what you wanna know. I'm not giving out graphic details about our sex life; I'm not Mark."
Logan giggles. "OK, I'll be good. I just wanna know if it was good. Joey says it was amazing and incredible."
Josh blushes again, making Logan smile. "It was. It was better than anything I ever fantasized about."
"Good. I'm glad my brother finally figured out what he was doin'. He's been giving me sex advice since I was twelve; it's nice to know he finally learned something."
Mark is rolling on the floor and Josh and I are laughing. I yell out to the mic.
"Hey boy, I can have your ass kicked from here! I still have friends back there."
Logan laughs. "You would think so, wouldn't ya?"
Mark is gone; he's on the floor. Josh looks at the camera laughing. "You are fuckin' good, dude. We have a friend here named Matt; you two need to talk."
"Fuck yeah, send him my way; I'll teach him."
I'm starting to feel bad for Mark; he's about to hyperventilate. Josh grins at the camera. "You're killin' your newest brother, dude; he's on the floor laughing his ass off."
Logan smiles. "I know, I can hear him. Tell him to calm down before he strokes out."
"He's too far gone. We'll just throw some water on him later. So, what grade are you in? Kaden's a junior this year."
"Me too. He must not have started school until he was six, right?"
"Yeah, we were coming back from Australia and he didn't get to start that year."
"What were you doing in Austrialia?"
Josh smiles. "My dad's a Marine, too."
"Oh... So it runs in the family. Is Kaden gonna join the Corps?"
"Yep; he can't wait, he says. And Mark was right about what he told you. Getting through basic is like seventy percent mental. Yeah, you have to be in good shape to deal with the hikes, drills and courses, but a lot of it is dealing with being yelled at all the time and being pushed to your limit. You should really think about it, Logan."
"I have really thought about it, I just don't think I could make it. I'm very proud of my brother for being a Marine, and I'd like to be one too, but I just don't think I have what it takes."
Mark yells up from the floor. "That's bullshit!! You have exactly what it takes, Logan!"
Logan blushes. "I don't know, Mark; I really don't know. I'm not that athletic. I don't run track and play ball like Joey did. I hang out with my friends and we play video games or shoot hoops sometimes."
Mark sits up from the floor and looks at the camera. "You've got two years, brother, that's more than enough time to start workin' out and gettin' in shape. You have to make a commitment to this if you wanna try it. I won't lie to ya, brother, it's not easy, but it's not as hard as everyone says, either. You have to ask yourself if you're willing to make the commitment though. And I'm not tryin' to be a Marine recruiter; I just want you to know that you have everything it takes to make it happen. And I don't like hearin' my brother's talkin' down about themselves, so stop it."
"I'm sorry. I just don't know if I have what it takes."
"Do you really wanna try to get in the Corps, Logan? And be brutally honest with me; it doesn't matter if you do or not, but be honest with me."
"Yes. I wanna be in the Corps and I wanna be like my brother."
"OK. The three of us are gonna make you a promise; right here, right now. The three of us are within a week of each other for rotation back to the States. When we get back the three of us are going to invade Podunk, Ohio and drag your ass out to the school football field and run your ass until you drop. After you drop we're gonna pick you up and make you run some more. We will spend as much time as we have to get you ready for this. If you're serious and you're willing to make a commitment, then we will make a commitment to you."
Logan looks like he's about to cry. "You would really do all of that for me; take your leave time and help me?"
"You're goddamn right we will. I know you don't know me, Logan, but I don't make promises I don't or can't keep. Did you at anytime hear me say I promise to keep Joey alive? I don't mean to say it so bluntly, but I can't promise you that. I will do everything in my power to make it happen, but I can't and won't promise you that. I will promise you this, though. I will help you however you want me to help. And not only with gettin' in the Corps, but anytime you need help, tell me."
Poor Logan has tears just streaming down his face, and he's looking into the camera like he'd like to pass through it. I sit next to Josh and look at him.
"Are you gonna be OK, Logan? Take a minute if you need to, little brother."
"I'm OK, Joey; I'm just... I don't know what to say..."
Mark pops his head up. "You don't have to say anything. I'm sorry I upset you."
"You didn't upset me, Mark; you... You're fuckin' amazing, dude. I can't believe that you would be willing to help someone you just met like this. I'm overwhelmed, I guess. If you're willing to make that kind of commitment to me, then I'm willing to do the same. I will do whatever you tell me to make this happen. I promise. And I don't make promises I can't keep, either."
"Good enough. We will have some fun, Logan, but we're gonna run your ass into the ground, too. If you're willing to do this then you're gonna pay the price for our help. You might hate us by the time we're done with ya, but you will be a fuckin' United States Marine when you pass through boot camp."
Logan just looks at Mark and chokes out a sob. "Oh man...Thank you...Thanks, brother. I will do whatever you want me to do. And I sure the fuck won't ever hate you, dude."
Mark smiles at him. " That's good to know; it'd kill me. Hey, I'm sorry I bogarted your talk with Josh, but I just had to say something. I'll let you get back to Josh, now."
"I'll fuckin' talk to you anytime you wanna talk, Mark. Thanks, man."
"Me too, brother; me too."
I was beginning to think my little brother had found himself a new best friend. I knew he and Kyle would always be best friends, but I could see the hero worship in his eyes when he looked at Mark. I wasn't the least bit jealous. In fact, I had never been more proud to be Mark's friend than I was right now. I looked at Logan and smiled.
"Hey, everything Mark just told you; goes double for me. You know I'll do anything for you, Logan. You're my brother, my friend and I love you."
"You guys aren't gonna be happy until I'm whailin' like a fuckin' two year old, huh?"
We all chuckle. "We're sorry; we're not tryin' to make you cry. We're just being honest with ya."
"I know, Joey; thanks. I feel the exact same way about you. Even when you were bein' a dick sometimes I knew you loved me; and you've always been my friend."
I smirk. "Hey, I was never a dick."
He grins. "Do you really wanna go there? Especially with Mark and Josh in the room?"
"Point taken."
"Hey, I gotta hear about this! We're brothers now, Logan; you gotta tell me!"
Logan giggles, looking at Mark. "There was this one time..."
"Hey!! Just remember, little brother, who's gonna be there runnin' your ass in the ground when we get home. And don't forget, I know where all your skeletons are buried too."
"I'll have to tell ya later, Mark."
Mark laughs. "Right on, dude!"
We spend the next half-hour talking to Logan; at times laughing our asses off and other times on the verge of tears. These have been the same kinds of emotions I have every time I've talked to him in the last several days. I didn't know he missed me so much, but I didn't know I missed him so much either. He's been the better part of me for sixteen years and how I thought I could just go off to war and not think about him is beyond me. I guess I thought I'd outgrown him, but it turns out I need him just as much as ever; I need to see him and hear his voice to know that he's alright, and that he's happy. I need him to be happy. I need him, period.
When the three of us walk out of the office, I grab Mark's sleeve and turn him into me, throwing my arms around him and hugging him so hard he was fighting for air. When we break the hug I look into his eyes.
"I've never been more proud to have you as my friend. Thank you."
"Oh man... Don't say shit like that, dude; I'm already about to cry. Marines aren't supposed to cry, ya know."
"Bullshit; where'd you hear that?"
"It was in the brochure." He smiles.
"Propaganda, at best."
He grins. "Probably. You don't have to thank me, Joe; I think he's fuckin' great! And I'm actually a little ticked at you for keeping him from us for so long. What the fuck, dude?"
I smile. "Hey, I wasn't ready to share him, yet. I've had him all to myself for sixteen years; it's hard to cut the cord."
He grins. "I hear ya, brother. I'm not so sure I'd be willing to share him either."
I smile at him. "Well I'm pretty sure you've made a life-long friend."
"I'd like to think I have three of `em now."
"You do."
"That's all that matters."
He claps me on the back and shoves me forward, aiming me to Josh and lining us up side by side. He falls in behind us, his hands on our shoulders and leads us to our building. He turns us both into our room and stops us in front of his uniform shirt.
"Get to work; I can't take it anymore. I'll be in my room. Have fun, Joey." He giggles and walks out.
I yell down the hall. "Would you be happier about it if it came outta your ass!?"
"No!! Start washin'!" He laughs.
I turn to Josh, smiling. "So, what'd you think of Logan?"
He smiles. "Just like Mark said; he's fuckin' great. He reminds me a lot of Kaden; the way they're both kind of shy, but both really smart and quick with comebacks."
"Yeah, I'd like to say I taught him everything he knows, but I think he might have taught me a few things."
"Well, you can teach him some things too. With you as his brother he has no choice but to turn into the incredible man that you are."
I blush and grin. "I don't know about all that... I just try to do what's right."
"That's what makes you the man you are. It's the reason that you're my best friend and lover. The reason you're Mark's best friend, and most importantly, the reason you're Logan's best friend. He may say Kyle is, but he's not; you are."
I blush and smile again. "Even if that were true an hour ago, I think I've been replaced by Mark."
Josh smiles. "That could be; well at least in a dead heat with him. I was pretty proud of him, too. It's just one more time he's shown us who he really is. I think, just like Logan said, we have pretty good fuckin' taste in friends and lovers."
I smile and pull him into me. "Yeah, we do. I love you, Joshua."
"I love you too." He kisses me and pulls back, grinning. "So were you as embarrassed as I was when he asked to see us kiss?"
"God, yes. And it didn't help when he and Mark whistled."
He giggles. "No, it didn't; I thought I would just like the floor to open up and swallow me."
I grin. "Well, I don't know about the floor, but I'd love to swallow you."
He grins. "You're ready to go, huh? That's too bad, sexy; you have a shirt to wash."
"Fuck the shirt."
"Maybe later. You have no idea how much I'd love to play with you, but I do have a few things to do before Gunny gets back. And no, it has nothing to do with your birthday. I told him I'd inventory the weapons room and I haven't done it yet. There's been too many things going on around here; I spaced it. So get to work; I'll see you in a little while."
"Ahhh. But I'm horny..." I grin and he starts laughing.
"It was also in the brochure that Marines aren't supposed to whine."
"Pure propaganda; all of it. OK, babe; I'll see ya in a little while. Have fun with those big missiles."
"You know it. Good luck with that shirt. I love you."
"I love you."
Josh gives me a nice kiss and then leaves the room, heading out to the weapons room. I look at the shirt and groan.
"Talkin' to it won't get the cum out!!"
"Shut up!!
"Stick somethin' in my mouth!!"
"The fuckin' shirt!!"
He laughs. "I had something smaller in mind!"
I laugh. "Fucker!"
"Yep! Now quit your jaw jackin' and wash that fuckin' skuzzy shirt!"
"Yes Sir!!!" Under my breath. Fuck you sir.
"I fuckin' heard that!!"
"You did not!!"
"You said fuck you sir."
Fuck... "How the fuck did you hear that?"
"I have your room bugged!!" He starts laughing his ass off.
The four of us spend the rest of the morning getting camp ship shape before Gunny and the rest of them get back. Pete even helps me clean my room, much to my surprise. I figured he'd just let me do it since it was just my room. I decide to check on Josh's progress when Pete and I are done, so I leave him with Mark and go to the weapons room. When I walk in, Josh is standing there with a clipboard in one hand and a tube of lube in the other. I grin at him.
"I see you found my stash. Do you wanna use some of that on me?"
He smiles. "I would love to, but I doubt it'd be a good idea right now. How about you take the blanket and pillow back to our room; I'll keep this for later?"
"You will, huh? Just remember; you can't use it unless I'm there."
"Who says?" He gives me an evil grin.
"The fuckin' brochure."
He laughs. "I didn't see that in the brochure; you're just makin' shit up."
"Well that tube's been ear-marked for my ass. If you wanna beat off buy your own tube." I grin at him.
"So you weren't gonna use any lube on me; just go in dry and hope I survived?"
I laugh. "I would never do that to ya. Just give me the damn tube; I'll take it back to our room. Are you about done in here?"
"I am done. What're you doing now?"
"I could be talked into something kinky with my boyfriend."
"OK, strip your clothes off and let's go fix lunch."
"I'd do it in a heartbeat if we were in our own home."
He smiles. "Me too. Let's go fix some lunch."
Its only 1140, and we have no idea what time the others are due back, but I figure if they get back after lunch we'll just warm it up for `em. Josh and I are looking around our little kitchen trying to decide what would be good for lunch; what would be good for our returning, wounded brothers. Giving them ramen noodles sounds a little harsh after all they've been through. We decide that tried and true may be our best option since neither of us really cook that well. While Josh is getting the burgers out of the freezer I'm getting the pan ready for the fries. If I had to take a guess at how many hamburger patties we go through around here I'm pretty sure it would be in the hundreds a month. Gunny asks us every time he orders supplies what we'd like to have to eat and we all tell him steak. We always end up with hamburgers, but none of us have bitched too loudly about it; they're better than MRE's. We do have a ton of MRE's in the weapons room, but we typically only use them when we're out on patrol.
We make thirty-six hamburgers and three huge bags of fries. We figure they can nuke everything if they don't make it back on time. I'm starting to think Mark was right; we could open up our own burger joint. It's just before 1230 when the four of us sit down to eat; we haven't heard from Gunny and have no idea how close they are. When we're about half-way through lunch we hear horns honking from outside and all us jump up and run outside. I guess they replaced the Humvee that got shot up; there are two of them pulling into the camp and Matt is driving the other one. Mark and Josh are walking up to Gunny while Pete and I head over to Matt. He's looking at me through the windshield and shaking his head, grinning. He gets out of the truck and walks up to me.
"Hey, gay boy; I heard ya came flyin' outta the closet while we were gone. What'd ya go and do that for?"
"The fuckin' bulb burned out and it was dark in there. How the fuck are ya?"
"I'm good, Joe; they can't keep me down for long."
"That's good to know, dude. How's Aaron; how bad was it?"
"Aaron's gonna be OK. It was bad, but he's gonna be OK. It sucks, but at least they only hit his leg; he didn't get any shrapnel or other injuries."
Pete looks at Matt. "How's he doin' with this; is he doin' OK head wise?"
"He's doin' as well as anyone could, I guess. I don't know how I would be head wise if I lost my fuckin' leg, but he seemed to accept it. Well as good as anyone could accept something like that. He'll be OK, Pete; don't worry about him."
"I do worry about him, Matt; I can't stop thinkin' about it. I'm so fucking pissed off about this I don't know what to do anymore."
"There isn't anything you can do, Pete; you just have to think that he's gonna be alright."
"I know, but still... It just really pisses me off; it's so fucked up." He groans. "I'm glad you guys made it back, though; I am. Welcome back."
Matt grins at him. "Thanks, dude. I never thought I'd be happy to see this fuckin' place, but after two days at that stupid field hospital it looks pretty good." He looks at me. "I smell food."
I grin. "You do. We made lunch for everyone. We were just eatin' when we heard the horns. Go grab a burger."
"Thanks. Damn, flyin' outta the closet and bein' a cook; things have changed around here in a few days."
"A lot of things have changed; don't worry about it. Go get something to eat; and welcome back, too."
We start walking to the rec-room with everyone; all of us talking and asking questions at the same time. While everyone is eating lunch and talking I look over at Gunny.
"Hey Gunny, are they just gonna leave us as eleven?"
"I don't know; they didn't say anything. Probably not, though; we're supposed to have a complement of twelve here."
I nod my head at him and let him get back to his food. It's a little strange having everyone here again; I'd kind of gotten used to it being the four of us. It seems really noisy right now. I look over at Tiff and give her a small smile. She smiles at me in return and takes a bite of her cheeseburger. I look around the two tables, taking a quick glance of my Marine brothers. It was nice being four a couple of days but it's really great seeing them all again; knowing they're alive and well. I look over at Josh, sitting across from me and give him a small smile. He winks at me and grins. Yep, this is how it's supposed to be; my Marine family back together.
After lunch, the five of us that live in our little building head over to it. As we're walking in the door Matt goes straight to our room and stops at the door way, shaking his head and grinning. He looks over at me.
"I heard y'all got the honeymoon suite set-up, but I had to see it for myself. Goddamn, boy, sleepin' with Josh on top of ya wasn't enough?"
Josh and I blush and grin. I look at Matt. "I love havin' Josh sleep on top of me, but once you pass out, it's nice to have to room to move around."
Scott, our other bunk-room brother, is standing next to Matt, shaking his head and grinning. He looks at me.
"So it's really true, huh; you two are officially boyfriends?"
"Yeah, we're officially boyfriends. Are you gonna be OK with that?"
Scott laughs. "Fuck, dude, I thought you were already boyfriends. I didn't realize there had to be a wedding. Yeah, J.C., I got no problems with it; just try to keep the moanin' down, will ya?"
I laugh. "I don't know who it is, but somebody here already moans. You can tell when they bust their load; they moan and sigh. That wouldn't be you, would it, Scott?"
Scott laughs. "Fuck no, that's Matt; I do that shit when nobody's in here."
I turn to Matt, grinning from ear to ear. "So... You're the moaner, huh? Fuckin' perv."
"I don't see a problem with expressin' your relief and pleasure when you bust a good fuckin' nut. If you don't like it, quit listenin' to me beat off." He grins at me.
"I wasn't listening to you beat off, I was listening to you moan and sigh. It takes a lot to keep from laughing."
Everybody laughs. Matt looks at me, grinning. "You know damn well you listen to me beat off; just as I know you do. I've heard you fuckin' jack your cock when you think I'm doin' it so nobody hears ya."
I blush. Everyone laughs harder. "Yeah, well... I figured if they heard you moanin' and shit they wouldn't pay attention to me."
Matt grins at me. "Just fuckin' admit it, gay boy; you got turned on by it and had to take care of it."
I grin right back at him. "I deny nothing. Yeah, it turned me on; made me hard. So what?"
Matt laughs. "Fuckin' perv. I'd say beat off all ya want to me, but I see you have other things goin' on now."
"Yep. Get used to it. We've turned into two little gay boys, just runnin' around here kissin' and huggin' on each other at all hours of the day and night."
Scott looks at me, kind of seriously, yet grinning. "So you guys suck each other off and shit?"
"Yeah."
"Are you any good at it?"
I laugh. "Damn good."
"How `bout helpin' out a Marine brother? I haven't had a fuckin' decent blow job in a year."
"Just bad ones, huh?"
He smirks. "No, smart-ass, none at all. I'm kinda jokin', but I'm kinda not jokin'. I can't return the favor, but I'd really appreciate it."
I grin. "I can't do that, man; I can't do that to Josh. We're not just fuck buddies, dude; we're boyfriends."
"So I guess I'd get the same answer from J.D."
Josh looks at Scott, grining. "You'll just have to find ya another cocksucker, bro; sorry about that."
Scott laughs. "No worries, dude; I just thought I'd ask. I've never had a dude go down on me, but I've heard y'all are good at it, and I've only had my own hand for a year. I thought I'd give it a try."
"Sorry, brother, but I guess it's you and your hand."
"Well Rosy's never let me down yet."
"I hear ya; that bitch was my best buddy from ten years old."
We all laugh and everyone goes their separate ways. Josh and I walk into our room but he stops me and grabs my hand, leading me back outside. He takes me about twenty feet from the building and stops me, standing in front of me and grinning.
"What about sending Mark his way?"
I laugh. "I knew you were fuckin' thinking that. I don't know, babe. Scott's only lookin' for a blowjob; maybe Mark would like more than that."
"Ask him."
"You ask him."
"You're his best friend."
"No, Logan is his best friend." I grin at him.
He laughs. "Smart-ass. Maybe neither one of us will have to ask him; maybe he'll tell Scott all by himself."
I laugh. "Maybe he will, babe. I don't really feel like we should get involved. If Mark wants to take care of Scott then let Mark tell him."
"OK; you're right." He grins at me again. "Would you have done it if you and I weren't together?"
I smile. "Yeah, I probably would've."
"Slut."
I bust up laughing. "Would you have?"
"Not without some cash or a fair trade."
I laugh. "Whore."
We both start laughing. I look at Josh. "How `bout you and I suck some cock; I'm still horny, sexy?"
He grins. "You are, huh?"
"Yeah... I've been thinkin' about you all day; wantin' to feel your mouth. I'd also like to feel your cock in my mouth."
"How much money you got?" He smirks and laughs.
"None, but I got seven inches of dick that you just happen to be in love with."
He grins. "No, I'm in love with the man the dick's attached to; I just love the dick."
I laugh. "That's what I'm sayin', babe." I walk to him and grab his hips, pulling him against me. "And he loves you, very much. I know we can't do anything right now, but I have to tell ya; I'm fuckin' horny, boy."
"I know; me too. I can feel your dick getting hard on my crotch; it's fuckin' hot, too. We could go find somewhere private..."
I smile. "Really? Where would you suggest?"
"The back of one of the Humvees, maybe?"
I smile from ear to ear. "Ooo, yeah; I've never done it in a vehicle before; that'd be fuckin' hot."
"At least until Matt or someone else walked up and started watchin'."
I grin and shake my head. "You sure know how to kill a moment, you know?"
He smirks. "I'm sorry. I would say maybe the showers, but a few of `em will probably be headin' that way. I guess there's always the weapons room."
"Yeah, but what if they decide to clean out the Humvee and stow all their weapons and ammo?"
"Fuck... I guess we're kinda stuck until tonight, unless you feel like suckin' cock in a fuckin' outhouse."
I laugh. "I'm not that horny. We need a curtain and taller walls in our room, dammit."
"Yeah, we do. Fuck... You're makin' my fuckin' dick hard, boy; standing here thrusting into me."
I smile. "I know; I can feel it growing. It's really fuckin' hot, too; feeling your cock get hard against mine. Fuck..."
He grins. "We could just start doin' it right here; let `em all watch."
I laugh. "I'm not quite ready for that, babe." I look at him, thinking. "Just how brave are you?"
He grins. "What do you mean?"
"I have an idea, but it requires a hell of a lot of bravery and sheer I don't give a fuck."
"I'm listening."
"It's not in front of everyone, like out here, but it's close. We walk back in that building and tell Mark, Matt and Scott that we're fuckin' doin' it, and they can either leave or stay and watch or just fuckin' ignore us."
He smiles. "Are you really willing to do that?"
"Right now, I am; I'm getting more and more turned on and I have to do something."
He looks at me a moment, thinking about it. He presses his cock into mine a couple of times and then grins. "Fuckin' A; let's do it."
I smile. "Are you really sure?"
"Fuck yeah, boy; I'm about to bust right here."
"Fuck yeah, let's do it."
I let go of him and we walk back to our building, our now throbbing cocks leading the way. We stop when we get inside the door. I stand at the end of the little hall and look down it and then at Josh, grinning and blushing. I turn and look back down the hall.
"Can I have your attention!?"
Matt calls out. "What the fuck do you want, gay boy?"
I yell loud enough to everyone to hear. "I want my fuckin' man, and I want him now. You three have three choices. You can leave. You can stay and watch. You can ignore us."
They all walk into the little hall, looking at us and grinning. Matt shakes his head.
"You're fuckin' serious, aren't ya?"
"Look at my crotch and tell me I'm not."
All three of them look at Josh and mine's crotch and then whistle and laugh. Scott looks up at me.
"Did I get you all turned on, J.C.?"
"You didn't hurt it, but I've been fuckin' horny all morning and I can't take it anymore. We've been outside trying to think of a place where nobody would walk up on us, but we couldn't. We decided our room would be the best place. Take one of the three choices I mentioned, but this is happening."
"You're fuckin' serious, huh?"
"Fuckin' right, I'm serious; I'm horny and I need my man."
He grins and shakes his head. Mark is grinning from ear to ear and Matt is just looking at our crotches and smiling. I turn to Josh, smile and then put him in a lip lock that about knocks him off his feet. When I pull back from the kiss I turn and look at the three in the hall.
"See ya. We have things to do." I turn back to Josh. "Start walkin', boy; you're mine."
He grins and turns into our room. I look back at the other three. I turn towards Mark.
"Hey Mark, would make sure they don't start sellin' fuckin' tickets to this?"
They all laugh. "Yeah, Joe, sure. Have fun."
"I plan to. See ya."
I walk up to Josh and pull him into me, landing on his mouth and slamming my tongue down his throat. We moan into each other and he grabs my ass and pulls me in hard. I reach around his neck and back and pull him tight. We're grinding into each other and moaning into each other's mouths. I've been horny before, of course, but never like this. I need him; I need his cock. I break the kiss after about a minute and look at him for a few moments with nothing but lust and desire in my eyes. I pull back from him about a foot, lowering myself down as I back up. I'm not even bothering with the rest of his uniform; I want his pants down and nothing else. I land on my knees and start undoing the buttons on his cammos, each one straining from his dick pressing against it. I get the buttons all undone and pull his pants and underwear below his ass. I take one good look at my meal and then lean forward, taking him in.
"Oh fuck... God, that feels so good..."
I just smile and nod on his cock and get to work. I take him as far as I can and hold him for a few seconds and then pull back up to the head, licking around and around several times before going back down. I just continue doing this same routine over and over for about six or seven minutes; it's like I can't get enough of his cock. I don't want him to cum, I just want to suck his cock; taste it and feel it in my mouth. When I pull off his dick for a moment to look at it he reaches under my arms and tugs on me, wanting me to stand up. I stand up, look at him for about two seconds and land on his mouth, sliding my tongue in and making out with him. We make out for about thirty or forty seconds before he breaks the kiss and grins at me.
"My turn, boy; I need that fuckin' cock."
I grin. "I'll never say no, babe."
He reaches his right hand down and grabs my crotch, running his fingers up my straining dick, starting at my balls. After he rubs the head a couple of times he grabs my cock through my pants and strokes it a few times, making me moan and thrust into his hand. He gives me a quick kiss and lowers himself down to his knees, his hand never leaving my crotch. Once he's on his knees in front of me he leans forward and starts licking my dick through my cammos, all the while massaging my nuts through the fabric. After a few seconds of this he reaches around behind me and grabs my ass, pulling me against his face and burying his mouth into me.
"Oh fuck, Josh... Oh man, that feels fuckin' hot..."
He nuzzles his face into my crotch and starts moving his face all around, licking and sniffing through my pants. After spending about a minute at this he pulls back while bringing his hands around and starting to undo my buttons. He gets my buttons undone and yanks my pants and underwear down to my knees, while at the same time leaning forward and licking the head of my cock. I moan and thrust forward. He spends another minute just licking the head of my dick before taking me in, sucking in about five inches and moaning onto my cock.
"Oh fuck... God, that feels fuckin' great... Yeah, boy; suck that cock..."
I thrust forward, feeding him a little more and take his head in my hands, following his movements. He's taking me down about five inches and then coming right back up, licking once around the head and then going right back down. After spending about five minutes doing this he pulls off and looks up at me, grinning.
"Fuckin' tasty... Now turn around, boy; I wanna taste some of that hot ass."
I smile down at him and turn around, sticking my ass in his face. He grabs my cheeks, spreading them apart and buries his face in my ass, his tongue heading right for its target. He just goes to town on my ass, licking all around and then tongue fucking my hole for a few seconds and repeating the process over and over. He spends about two or three minutes on my ass before pulling his face out. He slaps my ass and then spins me back around using my hips. He looks up at me, smiles and then goes down on me, trying to deep-throat me. He manages about six inches or so before gagging and coming back up. He resumes his previous rhythm of taking about five inches in and coming right back up and licking around my foreskin before going back down. When he's been doing this for another five or six minutes I give him warning. This has been the hottest blow job of my life and I can't hold back any longer.
"I'm gonna fuckin' cum, Josh... I'm gonna cum..."
He just nods his head on my dick and I cut loose.
"Oh fuck...! Fuck me... Oh yeah, boy; take it!"
I pump about five or six healthy loads of hot jizz down his throat while he sucks and milks my cock. Feeling my load shoot into his mouth is as hot as the blowjob was and I'm moaning and panting, filling his mouth up. When I'm finally empty he milks me for a few seconds and then pulls off and stands up, landing on my mouth and sharing his treat with me. I moan into his mouth and slam my tongue in, trying to get as much of his treat as I can. We share my load back and forth a few times before breaking the kiss and both of us swallowing what's in our mouths. I look at him, panting.
"Oh, that was fuckin' hot! Fuck, boy, that was fuckin' hot..."
"Fuck yeah it was." He grins at me. "Your turn, sexy; get back to work, boy."
I grin at him and drop to my knees, taking his still rock hard cock down my throat. I manage about five and half inches before pulling back up, choking a little. I swallow the saliva in my mouth and go right back down, settling for five inches this time before coming back up and licking his head. I just keep doing this over and over again for a couple of minutes before deciding I'd like to try his ass again. I pull off and look up at him.
"Assume the position, boy; I want that ass."
He grins down at me and turns around, sticking his ass back at me. I look at it for a few seconds and then take a swat at it, slapping his right cheek. He moans a little and thrusts his ass back at me. I grab both cheeks in my hands, spreading them and bury my face. Oh yeah, this is hot. I never thought I'd like to stick my face in anyone's ass, but it's becoming more and more sexy to me and I find myself really getting off on it. I lick and kiss around his hole for a few seconds before shoving my tongue in, making him moan and push back harder against my face. I only spend a couple of minutes eating his ass; I still prefer cock, but I manage to have his ass soaking wet before I pull back and slap it again. I then grab his hips and turn him around, landing back on his cock before he even stops turning. I suck him in to my mouth, listing to him moan as I do.
"Oh fuck...! Damn, boy; you're fuckin' good at that. Go, babe; take that cock down your throat."
I resume my previous mission; just sucking his dick for all I'm worth. I spend about five more minutes, licking, sucking, moaning and slurping on his cock. I pull back a few times and spit on it, going right back down before it has a chance to run off. Every time I spit on his cock he moans and drags my head back down; shoving his cock back in my mouth. After I spit on his cock the last time, I grab his ass in my hands and hold him, massaging and groping his ass cheeks and start sucking like a man on a mission. After doing this for a few minutes I get my warning from Josh.
"I'm fuckin' cummin'; here it is!"
He just starts flooding my mouth with warm, tasty Josh juice and I love every ounce of it. I swallowed the first salvo, but I'm holding the rest in my mouth to share with him. He dumps about six loads of hot, milky cum into my mouth before he's drained dry. I milk him a couple of times and then stand up, landing on his mouth and feeding him his load. He moans into my mouth while slamming his tongue in and scooping it up, taking it into his mouth and moaning loudly into mine. We share his load back and forth for a few seconds before breaking the kiss. He looks at me, sticks his tongue out, with a little white juice on the tip of it and then sucks his tongue in and swallows hard, grinning at me.
"Oh fuck... That was fuckin' hot to watch, babe..."
He smiles. "It tastes pretty fuckin' hot too."
I lean in and land back on his mouth, my tongue sliding between his lips and teeth and get another taste. We moan into each other's mouth and make out for about thirty seconds before we pull back and grin at each other.
"Fuck, Joey; that was a fuckin' rush. I don't remember ever being that turned on before."
"You ain't lyin', baby; that was fuckin' great. Thank you, sexy; I really needed that."
He smiles. "I needed it every bit as much; that was fuckin' great, Joey."
I smile and then lean in for a quick kiss. I pull back and look at him again, grinning. We just smile at each other for a few seconds before breaking eye contact.
I've been wondering if we had an audience for this but I don't see anyone standing in the doorway. I'm looking at the doorway when Josh giggles and takes my chin with his finger and turns my head left and up. We have an audience of three, all of them looking over the wall. I smirk and laugh.
"Did you boys enjoy the show?"
Matt grins at me. "That was the hottest fuckin' blowjob I've ever seen in my life. Damn, boy; you're a cock hungry mother fucker."
I blush and grin. "Fuck yeah, boy; he has the greatest cock ever; I love the feel and taste."
Scott smirks and looks at me. "Fuck, dude, that was fuckin' sweet. I really want one now; I need to find a fuckin' cocksucker around here."
I look up at him, grinning. "Did you guys beat off, watchin' us?"
He blushes. "Fuck yeah, dude. Poor Matt's got three loads of cum runnin' down his fuckin' wall."
Josh and I laugh. Josh looks up at them.
"Fuck, that's hot. Why didn't you guys just take care of each other? It's not like you're gonna turn fuckin' gay suckin' cock. You'll be poundin' pussy again as soon as you get home."
Mark laughs and Matt looks down at us. "I ain't suckin' no fuckin' cock, dude; that's your job."
"Oh, so you're willin' to let a guy suck your cock, but you ain't returnin' the favor? You don't think having a man go down on ya is just a little gay?"
"A mouth is a fuckin' mouth, dude; don't make anyone gay to get a fuckin' blowjob. It does make ya gay to give one though."
Josh and I laugh again. I look back at Matt. "Whatever it takes to make you feel like a real man, dude." I look at Scott. "What about you; can you ever see yourself with a cock in your mouth?"
He grins and smirks. "No man, not this boy. I'd let you or J.D. go down on me in a fuckin' heartbeat; you're fuckin' great at it, but I ain't suckin' no cock."
I laugh. "It ain't that bad, dude; it just tastes like skin."
"I don't care what it tastes like; it's a fuckin' cock and it ain't goin' in my mouth."
I smirk and shake my head. "Fuckin' straight boys... You can stand there beatin' off watchin' two guys suck dick, but you ain't willin' to touch one."
"Well, what about you; you willin' to fuck pussy?"
"I have."
He grins. "Just decided you liked cock more, huh?"
"Fuck yeah. I've known I was gay since I was thirteen; the pussy was just to keep my family off the scent."
They all laugh. Scott grins down at me. "Well I've known I loved pussy since I was thirteen and I don't need to try any cock."
Josh looks at him and laughs. "You just like watchin' it get sucked. So, are the three of ya plannin' on watching us and beating off every time we do something?"
"If I'm in here and it's as hot as that was, fuck yeah. That was the best nut I've blown in awhile." Scott grins at us. Josh and I just shake our heads.
"Are you at least gonna help Matt clean up the mess?"
"No, it'll dry. He'll live."
"Hey, mother fucker; I'm not gonna have your fuckin' nut juice all over my wall. Grab a fuckin' rag, boy."
"Lick my nuts; clean your own fuckin' wall. Your nut juice is all over it too; yours and Mark's."
While they argue over who's going to clean the wall, Josh and I are pulling our pants up and buttoning up. We give each other a sweet kiss, look at them and grin, and then leave the building.
Thanks,
Jeff raudiv8q@aim.com