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I lose interest when you lose interest. If I don't hear from you guys, the writer's block sets in. Some of my stories never end and some mix in with others. In this chapter we start to see characters from "Post Deployment Dad" and "Wrong Side of the Tracks" as well as "The Family Hogan". A couple of new characters as well. Rick Torrez and Travis Turnster. Aaron is being pushed out of the list of characters slowly...maybe.
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All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real places but with made up people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more.
Live life how you wish on your own terms and do not judge others. Life is too short.
Sean Strong - 29, 6'1", 205 lbs, a body similar to Henry Cavill but a face like Tom Hardy for inspiration, Handsome but not model material, Dark Brown Hair, almost black pool of eyes, constant five o'clock shadow, pouty lips, Marine, Gunnery Sergeant MARSOC, Units operation chief, wounded while accompanying Iraqi Security Forces in North Central Iraq. Three GSW (Gun Shot Wounds) Shattered mid left thigh, shattered the right collar bone, and a bullet grazed his jawline on the right side of his face and took off his right ear lobe. In Pacific High School, San Bernardino, California, he had a 3.7 GPA and was the quarterback on the football team. San Diego State University, he majored in linguistics. Speaks Spanish, Arabic (emphasis in Mesopotamian), and Gaeilge (not offered in school, studied it on his own) in honor of his lineage. Played football for the San Diego State Aztecs for four years. After he received his degree he was recruited by the Marines. Seven years in.
Finn Strong - 26, 5'7", 175 lbs, See Chance Marsteller for inspiration, Dark Reddish Brown Hair, Green eyes, Handsome/cute in a rougher sort of way, Physical Therapist, in conjunction with Desert Regional Medical Center, Palm Springs, CA, independent under contract. In Pacific High School, San Bernardino, California, he had a 3.9 GPA and split his time between wrestling and gymnastics. His senior year he transferred to La Jolla High School where he gave soccer a try in lieu of wrestling or gymnastics. Maintained his GPA. Studied Physical Therapy at San Diego State University. Continued soccer while at school.
Officer Rick Torrez - 29, 6'0", 200 lbs, Use a more muscular Wilmer Valderrama, actor, for reference. Dark hair, dark eyes, handsome and masculine. 8 years in the Marines now on the Palm Springs Police Department as a uniformed officer. Football player in high school. Belmont High School, Los Angeles.
Private Travis Turnster - 21, 5'7" 180 lbs, a more muscular Josh Hutcherson look for reference, brown thick hair, energetic green eyes, constant country smile, only child, grew up with his dad alone, mother died when he was very young, dad is a mechanic with his own small shop at 39, Travis wrestled and played baseball at Grissom High School in Huntsville, Alabama, following in his dad's footsteps in sport. Joined the Marines right out of high school. In his fourth year.
Private Aaron Mitchell (from the plane) - 24, 5'10" 180 lbs, Sort of a Richard Madden look. Dark Reddish hair, green eyes, Handsome and cute but looks like he's had a rough life with conservative parents but still looks young. Private in the Marines deciding if he is going to re-up in this year. Early history is a mystery.
Where we left them::
Finn took off his seat belt and turned towards the passenger side door. His left knee on the floorboard and his right one on the seat. "You going to own this? Make it yours? You'll still have to share it with Sean but you can have half of it. Do you want it."
At the next stop sign Rick tore off his shirt. "Fuck yeah, babe. I want to own it. Along with Sean. I want to eat it everyday and fuck it. And then eat it again. You're driving me crazy. I have to get there in one piece."
Finn turned on the seat again and put his head in Rick's lap. He nuzzled his face against Rick's throbbing dick. It was larger than he expected. Could be larger than Sean's. "You smell so good." Finn said.
"You like my smell babe? You've had me so turned on my pits are ripe. You want to smell them?" Rick put his right hand behind his head while keeping his left on the wheel.
Finn made his way up the side of the man's torso till his nose was in his pit. "Fuck, I want to eat that while you cum in me."
"You're ticking all my boxes, babe. And here I was afraid I was going to have to be vanilla for you. Which I would have done to get to you. But, now, I'm seeing that is not in the picture at all. You my little pig, babe?" Rick asked as he turned into his driveway and waited for the garage door to open.
"I'll be whatever you want me to be. Just make sure you fuck me good." Finn said as Rick parked the truck and the garage door went down.
"Fuck!" Rick said.
The PT and his Brother the Marine, Part Five::
When Rick got out of the truck he let his shorts fall onto the garage floor. He then walked to Finn's side of the truck and led him inside the house. Once inside the kitchen Rick pushed Finn against the wall and went in for an aggressive kiss.
Finn put his arms around Rick's back. Having to stretch as Rick was taller than him and was bending over a bit to make out with him. Then Finn pulled away from Rick's mouth and dropped to his knees. He came face to face with a very pleasing sight. Almost nine inches of thick veiny cock with the foreskin still intact.
Finn pulled down Rick's foreskin with one hand while putting his mouth on its tip. From past experience he loved the taste of a man with his skin peeled back. He was hoping for an abundance of smegma. He was not disappointed. Rick was obviously more of a pig than his cover suggests.
"Fuck yeah, babe. You like my cock cheese? Eat it all up for me, boy. Fuck, you're so hot on your knees cleaning me up." Rick said while he caressed Finn's head. "Who needs a shower when I have that hot mouth."
Finn was getting hotter while Rick talked. He needed his cunt played with in a bad way. He put his free hand under his balls and started to play with his hole. Rick noticed.
"Someone's got an itch, eh buddy?" Rick said as he bent down to pick Finn up by the underarms. "Let's go lay down and both have some fun."
Rick led Finn into the primary bedroom. Then he laid down on his back and said, "Sit on my face, babe. Suffocate me with that hot ass. You can play with my cock while you do. But I want to taste you."
Finn got into position without saying a word. His knees were on both sides of Rick's torso. Spread wide. He backed his ass right onto Rick's awaiting mouth. Rick reached up and spread Finn's ample cheeks wide as Finn's boy cunt met his mouth. He chowed down aggressively. Almost making Finn forget about Rick's cock. But Rick took one hand off of Finn's ass and pushed Finn's back down until Finn's mouth was on his cock again.
Finn made out with Rick's cock. Loving it, lapping on it and sucking it in. His saliva was dripping down Rick's shaft and flowing over Rick's balls. Then Finn's mouth let go of Rick's cock and Finn grabbed the back of Rick's legs and pulled them forward till Rick was almost bent in half. Finn then ate Rick's ripe ass with as much of a vengeance as Rick was doing to him.
Rick's surprise turned into moaning right into Finn's own ass. The position was difficult to hold but Finn's muscular body wasn't giving out anytime soon. He held the heavier man in place and gave him a rimming he never experienced before. But Finn wasn't looking to top. He just wanted to give Rick the special treatment that he was receiving.
Back at the hospital Sean was chatting with one of the young Marines that was guarding his door that morning while he waited on his test results. Private Travis Turnster was short and muscular like Finn. Had an ass that filled his fatigues as well. Maybe bigger than Finn's.
Travis was a white country boy from Alabama. The southern accent made Sean more smitten with the boy than when he had first seen him. And he was definitely smitten from first sighting.
Turnster's partner, Private John Feemster, stayed at the door. Didn't seem as interested in socializing as Travis did. Sean assumed Private Feemster must be as gay as the rest of them as Jason recruited the volunteers for guard duty. But, given how reserved Feemster was, Sean had his doubts. But he ignored the man and gave all his attention to Travis.
"Do you know Officer Torrez well?" Sean asked Travis.
"We've crossed paths a few times. Nothing serious. Just some mutual appreciation." Travis grinned at Sean. His deep southern drawl suggested there was more to the word 'appreciation' than would have been said in mixed company. But since the two of them were basically alone in Sean's room, although the door was open, Sean pressed further.
"Oh yeah? So more on a social basis than a professional one?" Sean asked.
"Totally social. Met through Jason and Patrick. Everyone knows Jason. But I hang out more at the motel when I have time off. Shay and Pat as well as Casey are all good friends." Travis answered.
"Casey? Haven't heard that name yet." Sean said. Jason would fill him in later if Travis didn't.
"You'd like him. You guys would get along great. You seem to have the same interests. And you have the same stern look." Travis joked, "But really a great guy. He's up there with Jason about giving you the shirt off of his back. He's hooked up with some guy named Gary. No one knows how long it's going to last."
"You've got the dirt on everyone, don't you?" Sean chuckled. "And I don't look stern. I'm just not as handsome as some other Marine that's in this room."
"So you think I'm handsome Sargent?" Travis blushed, "And it's really not gossip, it's just from hanging out at the motel. I just hear stuff." And then he leaned down to Sean and whispered, "And get stuffed."
That peeked Sean's interest, "Interesting. You got a type?"
"Yup, tall muscular Marines, Casey, Shay, you..." Travis said, and then he acted like he may have gone too far, "Sorry, sarge. Didn't mean to be forward." He said sheepishly as he stood at attention.
"I'm not sorry. Maybe you can help Jason get me to his house tomorrow if you're free." Sean said.
"I'm on leave until next Monday. 9 days. I've hung out at Jason and Patrick's before. I'm sure he wouldn't mind me helping get you settled, sarge", Travis said with a grin.
"Maybe we'll see how social we can get." Sean laughed.
Travis bent down again and said into Sean's ear, "Jason fucked me and Patrick before. Going from one hole to another. Maybe we can do something like that again. When you're better, sarge. Don't want to hurt you." His voice was deep and raspy. Like he had all of a sudden become very horny.
"I think my collar bone can withstand some good fucking. Just have to keep my sling on." Sean said quietly to Travis.
"So, we're on the same page, sarge?" Travis asked as the back of his hand grazed Sean's good thigh.
"Very much so, Private." Sean assured him quietly. "You attached?"
"No sir. But if I ever do become attached it couldn't be exclusive." Then he leaned down into Sean's ear again, "I'm a bit of a slut. Can't seem to control the itch I have deep inside my cunt, sarge. Maybe once I find the right Gunnery Sergeant to own it he can tame me. I'll still need 'strange' once in a while."
Sean grinned and turned to Travis' ear, "Monogamy is not my style, Private. But I like the owning and taming part." Then he discreetly reached his hand under the Private's crotch and fingered his hole through his fatigues. Travis had his back to the door and if someone looked real hard they would see Sean's middle finger massaging between Travis' cheeks.
"Fuck, sarge. You like it a little dangerous. Public and all. Possibility of getting caught?" Travis said. Having Sean's finger between his legs was making his knees a bit weak.
"Looks like you have my number, Travis. I do like a little danger here and there. And if people want to watch I'm more than willing to give them a performance. Just have to find the right slutty Private to go along with it. How long have you been training this hole?" Sean said, quietly again, into Travis' ear.
"You found the right Private, sarge. Again, If I'm not being too forward, you can have your way with me anytime." Travis said, "It would be a privilege to have my cunt owned by you." Then he got even more quiet and said, "I've been getting dicked since about 13. I can handle whatever you got. Scare you off?"
That little bit of information got Sean fully hard. He thought back to how Finn was at 13 and how good his hole tasted when he dared to take a lick at night. "I'm all in, boy. But you'll have to share me with someone else." Sean admitted. He had a feeling that if Travis was getting cock since 13 he had his own family situation going on.
"So you are attached? I'm sorry, I thought you were single." Travis asked sadly.
"Not really attached. But there is someone else we'll need to talk about later. I just met you and I'm a bit gun shy from my recent experience. I hope you understand." Sean said.
"I get it. I don't blame you. Especially with that psycho still out there. Sad excuse for a Marine, Sarge." Travis said.
"Yes he was..." Sean said as the doctor came through the door. Travis took his position at the door and made himself scarce for the conversation between the doctor and Sean.
The doctor and Sean talked quietly for a few minutes and then the doctor left. Sean then looked over at Travis and beckoned him over. Travis left Feemster at the door and came to Sean's side.
"I'm clear to leave at noon. Can you contact Jason for me? I'll need someone to pick me up." Sean asked.
"I'll call Jason but you already have a ride. I'll be happy to escort you there. I'll let him know to expect us by 1300, Sarge." Travis said as he pulled out his cell phone. He punched in a contact and then said, "Jason, It's Travis. The Sarge is being released at 1200 hours. Mind if we head over after that?"
Travis listened for a few moments and grinned. "Don't worry. I want him there all in one piece too. He'll be no good to me banged up." He ended the call and then turned to Sean, "Guess he was afraid I was going to molest you on the way over." Travis sort of giggled.
"You mean you're not!?! I guess I'll have to find a more accommodating ride then." Sean joked, "But seriously, you have a change of clothes? I'm hoping for something more relaxed. All I have is shorts and a tank top. You look all official and shit."
"Well, I have a wife beater under my jacket but I'm afraid I'm free balling, sarge. Can't just whip off the trousers." Travis grinned. "But I have gear in the truck. I'm always ready to spend time away from Satan's butthole (slang for 29 Palms)."
"After this is all over you may have a permanent place to visit. As soon as I make sure you're not a psycho as well!" Sean grinned.
"I have references, sarge. Brother Marines from all over the desert, active and inactive, have sampled the goodness in my heart." Travis laid the accent on thick.
"I'm sure that's not all they sampled, Private." Sean quipped.
Travis chuckled a bit and then said, "I'm very generous, Sarge, especially to brother Marines." Then he said, "I'm going to give Feemster the all clear to vacate. He has a boyfriend to get home to. He's all in love and shit." Travis said as he went to the door.
"Alright" Sean said while thinking that that explained Feemster's aloofness. He was anxious to get home to a loved one. He made a mental note to thank him for his sacrifice to be away from a loved one to guard him later.
After Feemster left Travis said he would have his truck by the entrance when they wheeled him down. First he helped Sean get into his shorts and tank top. He untied the gown and then slowly took off the sling that was tied behind Sean's neck. Sean was careful to keep his arm exactly where it was. His gown fell down to his lap then exposing his upper body.
Travis let out a soft whistle, "Mighty glad to be in your presence, sarge".
"Just get that tank on me without moving my arm and destroying my shoulder." Sean said.
"Sir, yes, sir!" Travis belted out. "Just showing my appreciation for all the hard work you put in."
"I'm a non-com, Private. Stop with the sirs." Sean joked. "And I have a feeling you're just horny. I'm not all that."
"What about role playing, SIR?" Travis grinned. Then he said, "I'm always horny brother. And yes, you are all that, to me anyway." Then he slowly put the arm hole of the tank onto Sean's bad arm. Then he put the good arm through it. Last he put it over Sean's head and then let it fall onto Sean's torso. He then put the sling back into place without moving Sean's arm at all.
"Not bad for a country boy. Might give Finn some competition." Sean said as he stood up and let the gown fall the rest of the way off. His thick cock was half hard being that intimate with Travis. He definitely had a thing for the pup.
Travis got on his knees in front of Sean to put his legs into his shorts. But he couldn't take his eyes off of Sean's equipment. "Sir, we have to put these on quickly. I'm becoming weak all of a sudden."
"Get us on the road and it's all yours, Private. But get those shorts up on me before the hospital staff sees more than they bargained for." Then Sean said, "Before we leave, can I use your phone? I want to let Finn know I'm leaving."
"Jason said he was going to call him and invite him over to the house. Him and Officer Torrez." Travis grinned, "But of course you can use it to call him."
"Well, if he already knows then I hope he knows to bring me some gear. These shorts are probably already gamey." Sean said.
"Smells good to me, sir. You could stuff them in my mouth later and I wouldn't complain." Travis continued the playful banter. Sean couldn't help but be taken with the boy.
Nurse Anthony came in with the wheelchair, "Time for your ride downstairs Sergeant Strong. Are you meeting someone downstairs or is the Private taking you for a ride?" The nurse grinned. Obviously he was in on the playfulness as well.
"I'm going to get the truck now and meet you up front. Don't tease the Sergeant too much. He may not like me anymore. And I want him to like me." Travis said as he left the room.
Nurse Anthony turned to Sean and said, "He's one of the good ones. I know him from hanging out at Pat and Shay's motel. Jason and Patrick too. I know you've been through a whole bunch of shit lately but I would say nothing but good stuff about that boy. He seems really to be taken with you."
Sean looked at Anthony with surprise. Did all the gay men in the desert know Jason and his group of guys?
"I'm sorry. I talk too much and mind my business less. Sorry if I overstepped." Anthony said.
"I'm not sorry. Something about the boy has gotten under my skin, in the best possible way. And you're right, I've been through shit and can't quite trust anyone yet, but it helps to know what people think of him. I do like him quite a bit." Sean said.
"Well good. Let's not keep the Private waiting then. Hop on and I'll take you down." Anthony said. Anthony lightly grabbed Sean's good arm for support but Sean really didn't need it. He managed just fine.
Once they were off the elevator Sean could see Travis across the lobby through the glass doors at the curb. He had taken off his cameo jacket and was there in a tight little wife beater that barely made it down to the waist of his pants. His sweat was making the shirt almost translucent. The boy had more muscles than should be allowed for someone that short. Sean found it enticing as hell. Everything looked rounder, thicker and firm. Didn't seem to be any body hair visible, making him look really young, younger than he was.
"He sure do paint a pretty picture in that door frame." Anthony said behind him.
"He certainly does." Sean responded. There was a familiar feeling in his crotch. He hoped he could control it until he reached inside of the truck. The gym shorts he had on were not exactly concealing.
As they got to the sidewalk Sean was thankful to see that the truck wasn't lifted. Just was at factory height. Still would be a challenge with his cast. '
Between the three of them they had Sean settled into the passenger seat in no time. They said their goodbyes to Anthony and then Travis got into the driver's side. After Travis got settled, and just before he began to drive off, Sean said, "Take off your shirt."
Travis didn't hesitate. Without even acknowledging Sean he took off his shirt and put it on the console. Sitting there with just his camo pants and his boots on he waited for Sean's next request.
Sean looked at him for a minute and asked, "If I told you to keep going would you?"
Travis just stared straight ahead and said, "Yes".
"Take off your boots and socks. I want to see your feet." Sean said.
Travis did as he was asked. He put his socks in the boots and then put them behind the seat. "Let's get out of this parking lot and then I'll figure out what's next." Sean said.
As Travis turned onto N. Indian Canyon Travis asked, "Where to Sarge? Jason's?"
Sean thought for a minute and said, "What about this motel you keep telling me about? Is there a day pass?"
"Yeah, sure is. But Marines are sort of comp'd. Especially the regulars. We're good for business. The circuit boys from LA cream themselves when we're all hanging out there." Travis chuckled.
"Think they'd mind us stopping by?" Sean asked.
"No sir. Can I call Shay to give him the heads up?" Travis asked. Becoming more obedient as the day wore on.
"Sure. If he's as big as you say he can help unload me." Sean grinned.
"We can all help unload you. But we can get you out of the truck first too." Travis joked. Travis gave Shay a quick call. Shay said he would be waiting for them. No worries as he had already heard about the Marine Sergeant Strong and would do whatever he could to make him feel at home.
They pulled up to Nero's not fifteen minutes later. Sean looked around as Travis pulled the truck into what looked like a private parking lot. There was a sign at the entrance of the lot that said VIP parking. 10 spaces surrounded by a cinder block wall and palm trees. The entrance to the motel office right at the corner of this parking lot. Five spaces had carports. Travis took one of the exposed spaces.
"Only friends of Shay and Pat can park here. Family or guys who live in the main house usually use the carports." Travis said as he put the truck in park.
Sean looked around to be sure and then said, "Strip" without looking at Travis.
Travis didn't even flinch as he took off his trousers and threw them in the back of the seat as well.
Sean smirked and asked, "Is this how it's going to be? You'll always do as I say?"
"Yes, sir. I told you when I found the right Gunnery Sergeant he could own me. I'm hoping I found the right one." Travis answered, sitting in the driver's seat naked with a semi-hardon.
"You're not worried about walking in like that?" Sean asked.
"Not from this parking lot. Hard to see in here from the street. If Shay is in the office all he has on is a small sarong. Barely covers his nuts."
"Ok, hop out and come help me out. I should be able to just slide out but I'm just worried about hitting my arm." Sean requested.
Travis hopped out and came over to Sean's side. Travis had a perfect body as far as Sean was concerned. He gave Finn some serious competition. His ass made Sean hard just by thinking about it.
As Sean came out of the truck Travis held him steady by his good arm. When his bare feet touched the concrete Sean said, "Get my shirt off please."
Travis did the reverse of what he did in the hospital. It was harder to get off than it was to get on. But he managed not to move Sean's arm in the process. Once it was off and thrown in the truck Travis locked the truck and just took his keys inside.
He supported Sean with his good arm to the door and then opened the door for Sean. Once inside they were met by a shirtless Shay behind the desk. "Travis! Is this our brother Marine we've been hearing so much about?"
"It is, Gunnery Sergeant Sean Strong. Sean meet Shay." Travis said as Shay stood up and came from around the desk. Sean saw the barely there sarong that Travis told him about and was transfixed. Shay had the type of body they would love for recruiting posters. And a smile with charming eyes to boot. Just the few whispers he's heard about Shay in the past couple of days don't do him justice. He is all man and then some.
Shay came up to Sean and hesitated. "Sergeant Strong, usually I meet our new friends with a hug but I don't want to do anymore damage to you. Mind if I give you a welcome kiss instead?" Shay asked with an evil grin.
"I think I would be honored, um, I'm sorry, never heard your rank." Sean said. Sean was smitten again, but for a different reason than with Travis. There was something commanding, with a hint of crazy, to Shay.
"E-0, First Lieutenant." Shay said as he went in for a kiss. He gave Sean just the meeting of their plump lips together. No tongue. Just feeling out each other's lips. But it was more sensual than Sean could have imagined.
"Sir, yes, sir", Sean said when they parted. "I'll take the kiss over the hug anytime."
"I'm happy to hear that Sergeant Strong. I was afraid I'd have to pull rank on you." Shay joked.
"Fuck no. I'm happy to follow some orders." Sean said as Travis watched with amusement. He already knew well the effect Shay had on people. Even people that were in his league like Sean. Toe to toe they were both the most masculine and hottest men Travis had ever known. Casey and Jason are right up there but Sean and Shay edge them out just a bit. He was happy to stand there waiting for Sean while in their presence.
Shay turned to Travis and said, "You taking care of the Sergeant?"
"Yes, sir. As much as he needs. As much as I can." Travis grinned at Shay. His own hole twitched at the possibilities of the two men each having a go at him. "Can you keep my keys for me sir?" Travis asked Shay.
"Sure, just put them in the lock box. If I leave for any reason I'll lock the box up. The sergeant can leave his shorts here too if he'd like." Shay said as he gave Sean a lustful look. "When do you get the cast off?" Indicating towards Sean's leg.
"Should only be about three more weeks. The shoulder we are back to square one." Sean explained.
"That sucks. We'll take care of you though. We always take care of our family." Shay winked at him as he got down on his own knees to help remove Sean's shorts. "We'll get these off and then the Private can show you the lay of the land. Just be careful with yourself. Want you to be healthy as soon as possible. Can't wait to get rough with you." Shay grinned up at Sean. Sean felt his cock respond.
After he stepped out of his shorts Shay took his half hard cock in his mouth and just gave it a taste. It was fully hard immediately. "That is some grade A Marine cock Sergeant. It's welcome here anytime."
"Just my cock?" Sean asked amused.
"No, the whole package. Now go explore and relax. Does Jason know you took a detour?" Shay asked.
"No, sir. I didn't think about it. I'll do it now." Travis said.
"Don't bother. I'll give him a ring. Tell him you're delayed a couple of hours. I can see you two need some time to get to know each other. The motel is almost empty. It's going to fill up this afternoon. So go have some fun. Be as loud as you want." Shay winked at them.
Travis led Sean out of the office carefully. Sean could walk with a heavy limp because of the cast but Travis was afraid of anything further happening with the shoulder. "I have a feeling you are going to spoil me, boy." Sean said in a whisper to Travis.
"I hope to, sir." Travis said as he led Sean into the courtyard which was basically a mini tropical paradise with a small pool. Sean looked around and couldn't believe they had something like this in such a small area.
Travis caught Sean taking in the scenery and said, "If you think this is nice you should see the residence. It's even nicer."
Travis spotted a couple of lounges in a cove of palms. He led Sean over to one and got him comfortable on it. Arranging him so his good shoulder would be next to Travis when he sat down in his. "I'm starting to like you being around." Sean said as Travis laid back.
"I like being around." Travis quipped back.
Sean was still half hard from what happened in the office. "You know, I love my brother Finn. Some would say too much. But that is how we are. I think you could fit in really well if you wanted to. But you need to know that, well not only about Finn, but I have some PTSD issues. They're afraid they may rear their ugly heads after this past episode with the psycho. Not right away, but sometime soon. I want you to know what you're getting into." Sean explained as he caressed Travis' shoulder. Travis felt like he was in heaven. Pretending Sean was his man and he could feel safe and secure with him. Even if it didn't happen it made Travis feel real good right now.
"So is Finn the person I would have to share you with?" Travis asked.
Sean looked over at Travis and thought for a moment. Then he said, "Yes. Is that too much for you?" Sean asked, hoping it wasn't.
"My dad was the one that started fucking me at 13. Still does when I go home on leave. I loved his cock above all others. I'm still looking for one that can do to me what he does. The one that fits as well as his does." Travis answered, "Is that too much for you?"
"It's fucking hot. Look at my dick boy." Sean said, indicating for Travis to look down.
"Fuck yeah. Something tells me I have found the right Gunnery Sergeant after all." Travis grinned while salivating over Sergeant Strong's asset.
Travis sat up in his lounge and swung his feet over to the space between him and Sean. He bent over and took Sean into his mouth. No hands. Just mouth. "Fuck yeah. That's my boy. Use that dick." Sean said.
Travis worked him over good. To show off a bit he took Sean all the way down his throat and then held him there while his throat massaged Sean's cock. His gag reflex was non-existent. Just another reason why Sean felt like he found the right boy.
Sean had Finn as his boy but he knew he would have to share him eventually. Especially now with Officer Torrez. But Travis could be his to use and train. He would know his place.
Sean thought how fucked up that was. Him wanting to practically own the dude. But Travis seemed to enjoy it. They would figure out their roles later. Sean decided he was just going to enjoy it for now.
Travis continued to bathe Sean's cock. At times licking it like a popsicle. Drowning it in saliva. At one point Travis lifted Sean's good leg and started to eat his ass. "I haven't had a proper shower in a few days, Private."
Travis lifted his head for a moment and said, "You are now, sir." Another box checked off in the pro column for Travis. Sean was a pig himself and never wanted to hook up with someone that wasn't. He was mostly surprised at his little brother's attitude. How much of a slutty pig he was.
"Sir, may I sit on your cock?" Travis asked as he put down Sean's leg. His mouth was all wet around his lips.
"Two things you don't have to ask for, taking care of my cock or eating my ass. You can do that anytime you want. Unless you are being punished. Then I'll take care of you other ways."
"Oh fuck, yes sir." Travis said as he put his feet on both sides of Sean's lounge near Sean's feet. He bent over and spit on Sean's cock a few times before he moved forward.
Sean put his good arm above his head. His scent was stronger than he ever remembered it being. He got off on his own scent and hoped Travis would too.
As Travis leaned forward to aim Sean's cock into his hole he caught Sean's scent. A whimper came out of him and Sean knew right away that it was his pit. Travis was staring right at it. "You like my stink boy?"
Travis' eyes went a bit wild as the knob of Sean's cock popped inside of him. As he slowly descended onto Sean he dove into the man's pit. He growled, whimpered and moaned all at the same time. "Wish my other arm was good so I could crush your face into my pit. Rub my stink all over you. Mark you." Sean said.
Travis proceeded to rub his whole face all over Sean's sweaty pit. He could smell Sean on him. He loved it. Wanting more. Hopefully someday soon he could be marked by both pits. He could live under this man's arm.
"Use my cock, boy. Scratch that itch you have. Go deep." Sean said as he pushed Travis to a sitting position. Feeling his cock go into the boy deeper.
"Sir, I'm not sure how deep we should go. I didn't have time to prepare." Travis said, weary of Sean being grossed out by him.
"Did I ask?" Sean said, "Besides, I'm sure you can obtain a shower for us."
"Yes sir, just don't want you to be grossed out by me. Since I was at the hospital all morning I didn't have a chance to..." Travis began. He hadn't stopped fucking himself on Sean though. He just wasn't going as deep as he could.
"Again, I didn't ask. If something happens then we got that out of the way too. Because as many times as I plan on fucking you it's going to happen. And I don't gross out easily, Private. I like my boy clean but things happen. Right now all you have to think about happening is getting my nut deep in your ass. My ass. That ass belongs to me. Do you have an issue with that, Private?" Sean said in his commanding field voice.
"Absolutely not, sir, um sarge..." Travis said as he ground his ass onto Sean's pelvis. He felt free now from the worry of making a mess. Sean gave him permission.
Travis started to quicken the pace up and down on the shaft. Sweat pouring off of him. As they both got more and more into it Sean reached up and brought Travis' lips to his. "I want you." Sean said before raping Travis' mouth with his.
As Travis pulled back, out of breath, he said, "You got me, sir. And I'm no nut." Travis grinned as he impaled himself deeper and deeper onto Sean.
"I know. There is no comparison. You're nothing like him." Sean said, feeling his nut rise up from his balls, "I'm going to breed you boy, you're mine."
"Oh fuck, I hope so, sarge. Oh fuck..." Travis let out.
"Fucking slut. My fucking slut, take it whore. Going to get this hole used. Come home with strangers cum in it. I'll fuck you again. Fuck, fuck, take it!" Sean came with a roar. He tried to keep his bad arm in place but he felt it move a couple of times with a bit of pain. But it didn't matter to him. Besides Finn that was the best ass he ever had.
Travis had, himself, cum on Sean's stomach during Sean's yelling out. But he was still massaging Sean's dick inside of him. He didn't want to let it go. He found a cock that fit better than his own dad's. Finally.
"Thank you gentlemen. That was hot." A voice to their side said. They both looked over and saw Shay, sans sorong, holding his hard cock with cum dripping down across the back of his hand. "Sorry to be a perv but I couldn't help it. I guess we'll be seeing a lot more of you Sergeant Strong. And I can speak for the kid. He's no psycho. He's a good one. A bit of a slut but a good dude."
Travis whimpered above Sean and Sean said, "Shay, I think my boy wants to eat your cum."
"You don't mind?" Shay said, walking over to the two.
"He was made for cum. As long as he knows who he belongs to he can have all the cum he wants." Sean said as Travis started to eagerly clean Shay's hand and cock.
"Well, Sergeant, you fit right in with our little group of misfits. We all have our number one but there isn't one of us that hasn't enjoyed the other. I hope you'll participate." Shay said as he enjoyed the attention of the young Private.
"Sounds like my kind of people. Would my brother be welcome?" Sean asked. One for a bit of shock value and two to make sure he can be honest with these guys.
"Well fuck, you fit in more than I expected. I was afraid I was going to have to explain to you the dynamics of some of our group. Like how my lover's son joins in with us sometimes. Stuff like that." Shay explained.
"Hear that baby boy, your big brother and I found some friends. The more you share me, the bigger your reward." Sean caressed Travis' back as he still mouthed Shay's cock. Sean remained hard in his ass. Everything felt so right.
Travis pulled off of Shay's cock and looked at Sean, "How is Finn going to feel about having a little brother?" he grinned.
"As long as you take care of me he will be fine with it. Let's get cleaned up, boy. I'm getting tired. We should head to Jason's." Sean said.
"Go to room five. I left the door open for you. Take your time and clean up. We'll freshen it later. I'm putting you on the list Sergeant. You're our guest here anytime. Just don't hurt Travis. We're all fond of him." Shay said.
"I don't plan on it. He's sort of perfect for me." Sean said before he kissed Travis again. Tasting Shay's cum on his lips. He moaned into Travis' mouth as they made out. He really did feel, deep inside, that he found the one.
Shay left them and went back to the office. Travis soon was leading Sean to the bathroom in room five. Sean couldn't go in the shower with his cast and sling so Travis gave him a sponge bath. He was happy to see that he was clean after all and there wasn't anything embarrassing. He knew Sean meant it when he said he didn't care but he was still glad.
In the office Travis retrieved his keys and then helped Sean with his shorts. After Sean had his shorts on he asked, "When we get to the truck do you want me to stay naked, sir?"
"Absolutely. Will you be able to get into Jason's naked?" Sean asked. Shay looked on with amusement. He knew the little slut would find a way to stay naked. He loved to show off and Shay, for one, loved to look at the short muscular Marine.
"Yes. Just have to pull up to the garage and go in the back of the house." Travis said as he started to walk Sean to the door. Then he turned to Shay, "Thank you Shay. You always take good care of your friends. You know I appreciate it."
Sean turned to him too and said, "Yeah, thank you. And it was good to meet you. I hope we get to know each other more."
"We will buddy. You're welcome here anytime. With him or alone. Wouldn't mind getting you alone." Shay grinned.
"Me too." Sean said as they left. Travis jokingly jabbed him in his good side. "What?!?" Sean asked, laughing.
"Just don't go off alone too often. I'm not the jealous type but I'll get lonely." Travis chuckled with him.
"Don't worry baby boy. I feel like we're attached at the hip already." Sean said.
They got to Jason and Patrick's house and Travis pulled into the driveway. He drove all the way back to the side of the garage. You could still see it from the street but you would have to be looking straight in.
Once they got out of the truck Jason was coming out of the back door with only shorts on. "Can't take the Private anywhere. Fucking pig exhibitionist." Jason laughed.
"Hey Jason. Thanks for this." Sean said shyly for some reason. He always regarded Jason as a step above him in everything. The man was a stud.
"Don't even think about it, brother. Our house is your house. And that includes your young ward." Jason grinned at Travis. "We set both of you up in the guest house so you can have your privacy if you want it."
"Both of us?" Sean asked.
"Shay called and told me a few things out of school. We're all close. To close sometimes. I'm happy for the two of you. Travis has been but you're a part of our family now too. I hope you'll accept that invitation. We want you in our group. You and Finn. Officer Torrez is our brother too." Jason said as he led the two men to the guest house.
"I think I'd be stupid to walk away from a group of friends like you. And yeah. I'm fond of the Private. What can I say? He stole a piece of my heart already." Sean said.
Travis looked up at Sean like a school girl looking at her crush. Jason caught it. He had never seen Travis look like that before. Travis would take cock, anyone's cock, at a moments notice but never become attached. But he was now. They both were. He saw it in Sean's eyes too.
When they got to the guest house Jason showed them around a bit. Then he said, "Rest for a while. Come in for drinks and dinner around five. Patrick gets home around six. We'll eat and then either you can hang out or come back here to rest. I hope this is alright for you."
"Are you kidding? This is like a upscale cottage. It's beautiful. Thank you." Sean said.
"You're always welcome. You two get some rest, or not." Jason grinned, "Come to the house when you are up to it. We'll talk more." And then Jason took his leave.
"I am tired, babe." Sean said to Travis.
Travis' heart warmed up when Sean called him 'babe'. "Let's get you to bed. Do you want me to lie with you or go to the other bedroom, sir?"
"You are never to leave my side again, Private. Unless you have to be on base I don't see any reason to sleep alone again." Sean was clear.
Travis let out a deep whimper and said, "Yes, sir." Under his breath. He was so taken with the man. No one but his father made him feel this way.
"Besides, I may wake up and want to fuck you again." Sean said as he laid down.
"Please, sir." Travis said as he laid down on Sean's good side. Sean's arm went around him.
The soon fell asleep.
A few hours later they felt the bed shift. Sean opened his eyes and saw Officer Rick Torrez get in behind Travis. And then he felt the bed move behind him. He turned and saw Finn behind him. "Finn!" Both men were in gym shorts and tank tops.
"Shh, shh, big brother. I just had to see if you were alright. I love you so much." Finn said quietly. Travis hadn't woken up yet. Finn kissed Sean on the cheek being careful not to bump his arm as he was on Sean's bad said.
Then Sean looked over at Rick, "You taking care of my little brother?"
"As long as he lets me I will always take care of him." Rick said beaming at Finn. That told Sean all he needed to know. Finn was in good hands it seemed.
He turned back to Finn and said, "We're both going to have to see someone. I know my PTSD will react at some point and you need help too." He said as lovingly to Finn as he could. He didn't want to wait to have that conversation with Finn. He knew how PTSD fucked up your life. He didn't want it to happen to Finn.
"Rick and I already talked about it. You're right. Rick has some people for me to see. You have the VA. We'll figure it out. I'm just happy to be with you right now." Finn said.
"Me too little brother." Sean said.
Travis woke up just then and looked around. "Whoa!" He said when he noticed the other two. Then he grinned. "So I could get used to waking up like this." He giggled.
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