Marine boy 2
Cajuncock
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For the next few days I had time to think about Jim and our weekend together. Work took up a great deal of time. Being an attorney, meant that my days varied from hectic to impossible with meetings, lunches, dinners with clients. There were also the social obligations that came with the job. Most nights when I finally got home, I was too exhausted to do anything but sleep. Thursday, I got a text from Jim. He asked if we were still on for the weekend. I typed a single word "Yep." Somehow that text reenergized me. I spent Friday clearing up a mess of work from cases of that week. About 4PM I got another text, a bit longer this time. The language was vague and superficial. Jim confirmed the time but went on to explain that his best friend, Moe, wanted to see the city with him. So, I was to meet them at the bus depot at 6PM. I left work shortly before 6 and arrived at the depot just as the bus was unloading. Jim spotted my Mercedes and waved. His buddy was a slightly smaller, black man. They got into the car and I waited to be introduced. Jim asked if we still were going for dinner? I suggested that they might like a steak for dinner. They agreed that it was a good choice.
We arrived without a reservation so had to wait at the bar for a table to become available. It was one of the normal places where I entertained clients. Once we were seated Moe asked how I knew Jim. He looked from Jim to me for an answer. I quickly stepped up and explained that we'd met at a sports bar watching a college game. Jim stepped in at this point and added that over a few weekends we continued to meet to watch the games. This seemed to satisfy Moe for now.
Moe then asked about my job. I explained that we handled both criminal and civil cases. He asked if we also did government work too. I admitted that we handled cases that government lawyers didn't want to deal with due to attorney client privilege issues. Dinner went well as we consumed a few bottles of wine. It was obvious to all three of us that Moe was not used to wine. Back in the car Jim asked if Moe might sober up at my place. I thought for a few minutes before agreeing to the idea. We drove back in silence. Once we got Moe settled in a spare room, I pulled Jim into my study for a talk. Before we talked Jim had to have a kiss. He was super horny and needed cock. I sat him down and started by telling him how much I missed him during the past week. But I explained that we had to get our story together before someone else asked questions. We spent an hour filling each other on our backgrounds. It was well after midnight when we finally got to my bedroom. I checked on Moe before heading to the bedroom. Jim and I fell into each others' arms. We made love for over an hour before falling asleep.
Sometime during the night Moe woke up in a strange house. It took a while to get oriented. He wandered down the hall and found the master bedroom. The door was ajar slightly. He peaked in and what he saw the two naked men on the bed sleeping wrapped in each other's arms. He was aware enough to recognize Jim's naked body. Confused he made his way back to the guest room where he collapsed into sleep again. He woke later to smell of fresh coffee and the sound of laughter. He pulled on his pants and followed the sounds to the kitchen. Jim and I were enjoying our first coffees as we decided what was for breakfast. I pointed to the coffee pot and a set of mugs. Moe sat with the sleep haze barely leaving him. Jim and I looked at each other smiling.
After the first coffees, all of us were awake. I asked Moe how he slept after our drinking last night. He looked up and said "Fine except for this dream, a bad one." Jim jumped in at that comment "Tell me about the dream. My grandmother used to say that I was good at explaining them." Moe looked from Jim to me and began "Well, there were 2 naked men in it. The background was not clear but they were standing real close, kissing. Their hands were all over each other, touching their bodies. They were feeling each other up like you do with your wife or girlfriend. Then they were in bed one guy was pushing his dick into the other one. Instead of protesting the guy getting dicked was telling the other how good it felt. It went on like that until I woke up before anyone shot a load. I was all hard when I woke up." Jim grabbed Moe's hand and told him to close his eyes and picture the 2 men again. Moe did that. "Now"', Jim said softly "try to see them again. What do you see?'. Moe closed his eyes and said "I'm looking closer and see their dicks, both hard and dripping. I can see their faces. OH, No, it can't be! It's you laying on the bed taking Jake's dick and you are loving it." Jim whispered "Now open your eyes." I'd moved behind Jim and had my hand on his shoulder. We were both shirtless wearing only boxer briefs. Moe looked hard at us finally saying "Are you too fags?" I leaned over and kissed Jim's cheek. Moe smiled and said "So that's why you were so happy and goofy all week. You have a boy friend. How long, why ,when?"
Moe stood up as if he was going to leave as fast as possible. His regulation boxers were tented and I could make out a wet spot on the front. Instead of leaving he walked over and grabbed both of us in a hug. We hugged him tight and Jim spoke in almost a whisper. "Can you keep my secret bro?" Moe just smiled and said "I'll keep yours just like you keep mine." We all sat down over another cup of coffee and talked. I told them that I never intended to have another man in my life. It just happened so fast that when Jim left for camp I knew that he was special." Jim jumped in "All those guys in the showers on base are hot. Some of them might even be gay and afraid to face their own reality. I feel something for Jake. I don't know where it's going. But I think that I'm in for the ride. I've only got 7 more months in the corps so if you can keep my secret for that long you'll be my buddy forever." Moe laughed saying "I feel sorry for those guys who can't own up. Their personal hell must be unbelievable. Of course, I'll keep your secret."
We sat around talking about gay guys they knew and about life in the barracks. Moe told us about the shower teasing. Some of the black guys in his unit were used to the poor trash white guys stealing a look at their junk. Often they'd get caught staring at some black guy's junk. The black guys would joke asking the white guy if he had any kids. Most would answer yes. Then the black marine would ask who's the father? Not that your puny little thing might get lucky once or twice." A lot of the black guys would deliberately pop a boner to see who is checking them out. Most took it as a joke, but not everyone. A lot of the southern boys were basically racists, that's the way they were brought up. In the Corps, they were all mixed together, fully integrated. Some had never seen a naked black man. So to come face to face with a well-hung brother only re-enforced the stereotype of well-hung black men. I told them of my first gay experience in college with my black roommate. We spent a year living together in the dorms. I had no idea about racial stereotypes. But we'd often be naked together in the room. Once he made a comment about my size and that I must have some black blood in the family. I'd not thought that I was unusual until then. Over time I'd noticed him getting plump when we were both naked. One drunken night he confessed that he was into dudes and liked what he saw in me. After a bit of fumbling, we finally fucked each other. We were both virgins at the time. I soon learned that there were other gay guys on the campus. I also learned things that were not in our textbooks.
All this talk got to Jim. He was antsy to get fucked again and very soon. I could see it in his face and his stares down at my crotch. Moe, being smart, saw the same thing. He spoke up asking Jim "You all right bro? You seem to be needing something with all this sex talk." Jim blushed and nodded. Both Moe and I both stood up in front of the poor lad. Our hard cocks were stretching our underwear. I thought he would faint from the frustration of having two men with stiff tools in front of him. Moe looked at me smiling and I nodded my approval. He reached over to pull Jim to his crotch. Jim inhaled the masculine scent and Moe moaned. He then pushed Jim towards me. I smiled down at him and nodded that it was ok with me. Jim quickly pulled my boxer briefs down freeing my hard cock. Jim reached over to Moe tugging his boxers down. Moe's thick dark cock popped out touching the side of Jim's face. At this point there was no going back. Jim first tasted my weapon, then turned to Moe's. Both of us were moaning at Jim's cock skills. I pulled Jim up and turned him toward Moe. As Jim worked the thick black cock, I pulled Jim's only piece of clothing off to expose that ass that I'd been missing all week. Using some butter as lube, I prepared him for my cock. It went in easily, even smoothly. He moaned at the now familiar feeling of being impaled by me. Moe pulled away and leaned down to kiss his marine buddy. That sight turned me on. I stuttered "Jim do you want his cock?" He moaned a slutty "yes".
Soon we three were back in my bed. Moe was laying back on the bed as Jim mounted his hard weapon, moaning. I got between Moe's legs and pushed Jim over Moe's chest, exposing the sight of that large dark tool stuffed into the impossibly small hole. Both were moaning loudly. I leaned in and whispered to Jim "Do you think you can take us both inside now?" He raised his head yelling "Please, Please- I need you both to fill me with your cum!" Slowly, I lined up my dick with Moe's and pushed just a few inches until I felt my head enter the tight opening. Jim moaned and Moe yelled out " God, that feels so good!" Slowly, inch by inch I pushed the rest of my inches in until we both had stuffed the welcoming hole. Quickly, Moe and I set a rhythm. We were pushing in and out of the hole driving Jim crazy. His cock shot a stream of his seed without being touched. Feeling his interior muscles squeeze our cocks set me off first. Just as I began to slow down, Moe screamed and added his own load. Jim shot a second, hands free load onto Moe's chest. We collapsed in a pile on the bed, satisfied. Slowly, I eased out of Jim's ass. Moe held him tight as I pulled back and dove in to suck out the combined loads.
Later, after a shower, the three of us were sitting naked in the living room talking over beers. Moe smiled at Jim and I. We were cuddled on the sofa. He smiles, saying that was some tight ass. It was tighter than any pussy I've ever had. I looked at Jim as he blushed and mumbled "I guess that's a compliment, thanks." I laughed at the two of them. Moe continued "If that's a gay ass, I'd better start looking at the boys in the barracks, The next time I catch one of the guys sneaking a peak at my junk, I'll have to talk him up and see if he wants to join me on a long weekend pass. If he's game, I'll get him liquored up and let him feel a real black cock up close. I think that if I play my cards right I just might have a regular piece of jarhead pussy for weekends." We laugh ed and I added "Just be careful with the one you pick. Some might take offense; others might want to top your ass." Moe laughed and said "Maybe he might make me feel as good as Jim did today." We all laughed at that. Moe got up saying "I think that I might go back to the base today. I need some time alone to process all of this." I said that I understood and would take him back to the bus depot. It was a good reason for all of us to get dressed.
At the depot I left Jim to talk with Moe until the bus left. I'd already planned to tale Jim to dinner at my favorite gay place and then take him out to a bar for the night. After seeing Moe off I asked Jim if he was up for a movie. We went to the multi-plex and found a movie we both liked, That pretty much killed the afternoon. We went back home to rest before dinner. Of course, rest meant that more sex. Jim was always eager for my cock and I was certainly willing to please him. We napped for a bit before showering and dressing to go out. I drove us downtown to the gay ghetto. We were early so returned to the bar where we met for a drink. The same bartender was working. He greeted me with a wink. I introduced him to Jim and we ordered our drinks. Sitting in a corner I talked to Jim about his plans for the future, He hadn't given it a lot of thought. He knew that he was not going to reup for more years. He guessed that he'd use his GI benefits and his experience in the corps to train for a long term job. I asked him to talk with a councilor on the base to help him identify the possible fields for jobs. He agreed but then grew silent. I sensed his pause and asked what was wrong. He looked down and whispered, "But I want to be with you." I looked at him and thought. After a few minutes , I spoke up "I can't promise tomorrow. But right now, I think it might work. You're still young and have a life ahead. I guess I don't think that I'm worthy of you. But if you want to try, I'm in!" He reached over and pulled me into a kiss. The bartender watching us applauded. So in a way I had made the commitment I'd long avoided.