He couldn't believe it. His body had never experienced this type of sensations. Hands moved up and down his bare sides, then over his chest, arms and down to his thighs.
The fingers played with his hard dick and balls then alternated to his nipples, petting, squeezing and stretching them.
Allan lay back feeling the warm support of the shoulder and nuzzling the neck, kissing it as his nipples charged his body beyond any previous experience.
There had been other male experiences from school to community college to the corps. And they involved every aspect of his sexual desires, from slow and satisfying to animalistic lust.
His neatly folded uniforms were in the duffle bag where he put them.
"Two days?" he asked at the airport and the ticket attendant holding his orders smiled "sorry Sir that's all we have. Since you are a Marine and just back from over there, we can put you in a hotel for the nights." She raised her eyebrows, "unless you have other accommodations"
Allan wasn't sure if she was flirting or even offering. Two days with a girl like her would excite any of his buddies of course. And they'd brag about it to everyone in the Squad to be sure. Even while Allan was sucking their dicks.
He smiled. "No thank you, the hotel will be ok I guess"
The bus had dropped him off at the airport miles away from where the corps handed him his orders and released him for the obligatory month of leave. Where he'd go after that, he wouldn't know until he reported in.
For now, he could relax, not sorry about dodging bullets or the welfare of his fellow Marines who looked after each other like brothers.
"Shit shit shit" he muttered squirming as the hands worked his flesh, felt his muscles, encouraged him to relish the attention.
"You stuck here too?" the man asked as Allan sat in the nearby area.
"Yea, they gave me a hotel but can't check in for a few hours" Allan said.
"Marine?" the man asked.
"Yes Sir, haircut gave it away huh?" he welcomed the pleasant chatting man's attentions.
"No the way you walk, your build, Morrison, Hank Morrison, USMC long ago" The man chatted about his days in the corps comparing them to Allan's stories.
"So I can give you a ride to the hotel, I'm staying there too" he said looking at his watch. "Maybe we can hang out a bit, you know two Marines and stuff."
"Thanks Sir that would be nice. Gotta call the folks and tell them about the delay but I got a month so hell I could take my time" Allan said realizing he hadn't seen much of nearby San Diego or even up north in Los Angeles. An idea that he might delay going home even more flashed through his head.
The ride to the hotel was just as pleasant as their chatting at the airport.
"So how is the gay thing goin in the corps?" the man suddenly asked.
"OH uh, hell nobody cares if a guy does his job" Allan said not sure when the laws changed if his buddies would care or not. Even the ones he had secretly satisfied might be worried he'd come out of the closet and mention them, even though they were straight with girl friends, one even with a wife.
"Cool. When I was in all you heard was fag this and queer that, hell even the brass were homophobic" the man said "What about you?"
"Some still and the guys are all macho and stuff, but as I say" Allan was feeling uncomfortable. If the guy knew he was gay, he might be old days Marine and give him shit or something worse.
"Hell that's what it's about. If I were still in, I'd prefer gay buddies. They'd take better care of you, know what I mean?" Morrison laughed and nudged Allan.
"Yes Sir, I guess that's why they give us Navy medics" he was proud of his clever response.
They parked, checked in. Allan put duffel bag in a corner. His civilian jeans and shirt felt good to him. He watched his body in the mirror and rubbed until the outline of his dick could be seen down one leg. It was going to be a long and self indulgent self satisfying session.
His hands moved under his te shirt moving across his torso in a way he couldn't in the barracks or tents where he had spent over a year.
There had been masturbation sessions. Hell everyone did that..especially in the back of the shower tent they provided. Nobody talked about it, but all the grunts knew that if they wandered into the opening near the shower, there would be a nice dark area that they could relieve their needs.
Sometimes a hand not your own would help you. And Allan had been brave enough to help others, once kneeling in the darkness to suck sperm out of a fellow Marine. But that was dangerous and considered illegal sex play, still not allowed on base.
The knock startled him. Struggling to push his erection down his leg, Allan answered the door. It was Hank Morrison.
"Hey uh I know you're getting settled in but thought I could be a fellow Marine dinner. You interested?" His smile widened as his eyes aimed at Allan's leg.
"Uh thanks, I'm starving" Allan said
"Maybe afterwards we can get a bit drunk" Hank said. Allan knew the man was eyeing his cock. He was gay too, Allan thought. Or at least horny enough to want a fellow Marine to suck him off.
The dinner was very good, the wine and beer they drank made Allan relax, not caring when Hank constantly patted his arm or even thigh.
"So that was nice, let's go upstairs, I'll have some beer sent up" Hank said
Allan followed the man, sobering up a little as they walked.
"I uh need to hit the john" he said as he got to his own hotel room door.
"OK, I'll wait" Hank followed him inside.
Allan sat on the toilet letting nature take its course. He cleaned himself up as if he knew that foreign fingers, tongue or other flesh might want him clean.
He returned to the room.
Hank was half naked looking at himself.
"Not bad for an old Marine huh?"
Allan saw the firm stomach and chest. The man had some hair but not excessive. A gold bar was seen piercing one nipple.
"Let's see you, I want to compare" Hank said
"Uh just normal boy Marine" Allan said pulling his te shirt up far enough to bare his chest.
"Very nice" Hank took the shirt and peeled it over Allan's head. There weren't words spoken after that, at least not full sentences.
Hank's mouth moved to the boy Marine's chest, kissing and licking the smooth flesh, pulling on his nipple.
"Come on Marine" Hank grunted as he unbuttoned Allan's jeans and slid his hands over the buns.
Time seemed to stand still or pass quickly. Allan wasn't sure which and didn't care.
"Hey bud, goin to town?" Cpl Glendare asked. They were on leave away from the desert for a week. All Allan wanted to do was sleep relaxed he was no longer in danger.
"Uh not sure"
"We can get a motel room, one with a pool, swim, sleep, get out of these damn uniforms like were back home." Glendare said.
"The guys will be hitting some whorehouse or something" Allan said "not into that" he said.
"I know. We can avoid them, just the two of us" Glendare put his hand on Allan's bare shoulder and squeezed.
"I thought you were going to call your wife" Allan said meaning more in case Glendare's plans meant more then just `relax" too.
"I am before we split. Then I'm all yours and you're all mine" Glendare said.
He was confused but even if his buddy just wanted to escape the barracks, indeed just swim and sleep, perhaps drink and stuff, that would be ok."
Allan clamored for his jeans. They could wear civvies in this town, Though everyone knew they were soldiers of some kind thanks to their haircuts and tell tale boots. He was surprised his buddy knew where the hotel was.
And the clerk seemed to know Glendare. "Been here last tour" he said as if reading Allan's mind.
In the room they would share, Allan noted there was only one bed. Glendare didn't waste time stripping naked and putting on a pair of very small white Speedos.
"Got a pair for you too if you want" he threw Allan a pair of white swim shorts.
"Not sure they'll fit me" Allan laughed as he stripped. He was used to stripping in front of his buddies of course.
"Just stuff that big cock of yours to the side, it'll fit" Glendare said. Allan saw him staring at his cock. The nylon expanded and was soon cradling his cock and balls.
"Not sure which one of us has a bigger basket" Allan said
"I'm sure the people at the pool will enjoy deciding that" he said grabbing two towels and leading the way.
He was right, swimming laps helped him relax. The playful splashing made him feel like a teenager again and the arm around him excited his cock underwater.
"Hey relax buddy, we got two days" Glendare said putting his hand under water and over Allan's crotch. He didn't have any doubts then that the next days would be fun. He could be himself and he'd be helping Glendare too.
Allan pushed Hank away and bent over to lick the hairy chest. He wasn't in the desert anymore. He was home and a place where he didn't have to hide his identity. His family didn't know yet and eventually he knew he'd tell them.
"No" Hank said pushing Allan back. "You've been helping us all for too long over there. Tonight I'm going to make you happy in every way possible. A Marine takes care of his buddies"
Hank had knelt by that time and reached for Allan's cock. It felt warm in his mouth. Allan rarely found another to service him, content on doing the servicing himself.
"So that was fun" Glendare said "let's shower and get some grub, come on, there's room for two" Allan watched Glendare's bare butt flex as he went into the small bathroom. He heard the water spray as he looked at himself in the mirror.
"No wonder" he thought about the smiled and stares they got from people around the pool. His wet Speedos revealesd his cock, even making the bulged flesh pink. And it was getting harder as he watched.
"You cumin?" Glen appeared at the door already wet from the spray.
"Not yet" Allan said and moved to share the shower and the lust they both had. The soap allowed their hands to feel each other head to toe in ways their barracks life didn't allow. The arms, the mouth, the fingers, the sperm all experienced the uninhibited long shower.
They ate and drank, trying not to seem anxious to return to the room but quick enough it was obvious.
"The last time I was here was fun but not as much as this is going to be" Glen pushed Allan on the bed and began to strip him as soon as they returned.
"Sit here Marine" Hank said as he sat on one of the stuffed chairs. His cock rose above him. Allan knelt and spread his saliva on the cock first. "Needs some lube" he said
He turned away from Hank seeing the reflection of both of them in the mirror across the room, exactly as Hank had planned, he realized.
"Take it slow" Hank advised assuming Allan hadn't been impaled for a long time.
"God this is wild" Allan said as Glendare lay over him, his naked body rubbing as he slid over Allan's body They kiss like lovers while their hands wandered, tested, probed and pulled each other's skin until Allan looked up at Glendare above him, his legs over the man's shoulders and his ass impaled on the married Marine's cock.
Allan closed his eyes involuntarily as he sat backwards feeling Hanks cock push his ass open. He opened them wanting to watch himself. Hank too was looking to see Allan's face as his ass swallowed the cock and relaxed as it realized its full length inside him.
"Oh god" Allan said "I've been waiting for this" he admitted.
"Good now just sit back and let me take care of you" Hank said beginning to feel the body he had lusted after watching it in the airport hours before. He had fantasized, wished and wanted all this to happen. He didn't believe it when the obvious soldier sat near him. He tried to hide his excitement when the guy talked to him and said he too was a Marine. And he eyed the lump in the boys jeans hoping their pleasant chat would evolve.
Maybe the boy would just accept a blowjob. Maybe he was used to older guys wanting to suck him off. Maybe he would be pissed and call him names.
But sooner then he hoped, the younger Marine revealed his friendly attitude and said things that Hank hoped were hints.
Now his cock was up into the boy's body, his hands would worship him. Hank would indeed do whatever the boy wanted and please them both. He had already changed his plane reservation despite what he told Allan. He had the kid for two days and he'd make excuses at work. This too good to pass up.
"Shit our leave is ending tomorrow" in the darkness, Allan lay his head on Glendare's chest. His fingers played with the buddy's pubic hair and flaccid dick he had jacked, sucked and let inside him. They left the room only to eat and buy souvenirs for people back home.
"Yea, but we have time left" Glendare said kissing Allan's forehead.
"Does your wife know?" Allan asked gambling he'd end their fun early by asking.
"Naw, doesn't matter, when this tour is over, I'm back home, happy husband maybe a father" Glendare didn't seem to mind the question.
"You'd make a good Dad" Allan said moving his head down to nurse on the cock he had gotten to know so well and the ways to excite Glendare as well.
"Ooof, nice" Glen's hand pet the short hair of the head that was resting on his stomach.
"Get me hard and we can't go to the pool" he warned.
"Who says? They like seeing two studs with boners" Allan said the truth and revealing what he wanted to do.
The cock in his mouth was as hard as his own by then.
"Then pool it is" Glendare pushed Allan's head away evolving into a naked wrestling match before they done the small Speedos for a showoff tour of the pool.
"OH god fuck me" Allan whined as the cock up into his body moved.
He put the uniform on because Hank asked. They weren't leaving the room. He didn't include underwear.
And they posed for the camera's automatic flash again and again. Then Hank reset it and knelt beside Allen removing his cock so his tongue could touch it. Allan was about to object but the camera got the shot.
He knelt next his shirt open his pants revealing his cock and he sucked Hank while the camera took more shots.
Allan didn't care and Hank promised they were for him only, not even the social sites.
"So how was your weekend guys did you hit Norma's or just get drunk" The Sergeant asked Allan and Glendare as they checked in.
"Naw I'm married don't do that stuff anymore" Glendare "just showed him around town, did tourist stuff, pool at the hotel, rack time" Allan nodded.
"Yea" their Sergeant said muttering "lots of rack I bet" Allan heard the muttering. He had sucked the man off once back in the US. He knew.
"So we have to split up" Hank said staring at Allen as they looked at the Departures in the noisy airport. "Got two hours"
"Yea me too" Allan said not sure what to say. Never had a guy totally felt, fucked and made love to him. If he were one of those hetro Marines who indulged just for sex sake, he'd become fully gay when a guy like Hank sexed him.
But Allan was gay, had known it since high school, and had turned scary sneaked sex into more blatant lusty sessions that pleased others as well as him. It was something he thought that could happen only in today's world.
But Hank, an older man, an older Marine, had known long ago. Their two days and activities didn't give him enough time to ask Hank all he wanted and needed to know. Allan wished he had heard some of Hank's experiences..he felt bad abandoning that to his own indulgences.
But the man seemed to want that, to concentrate on Allan's needs and pleasures.
"Hey uh, I thought maybe I could reschedule, you know see San Diego, maybe LA" Allan said "but didn't do it because I don't know anyone here"
Hank smiled "so if I change my flight too, you want me to stick around with you?" the man smiled "One Marine to another?"
"Yes Sir" Allan snapped to attention and saluted "one Marine to another Sir"
Hank laughed.
Allan did too.
"Marines always help each other" Hank said as he made a beeline to the ticket counter, Allan following just behind.
"You got a nice ass Sir" he whispered in Hank's ear. The ticket clerk heard them and smiled.
"So you two are together?" he asked.