Tran, he was on his knees stroking his own cock and he began to spew cum all over our legs and his hand. That it was Tran was a total surprise I guess. I don't know who I wanted it to be; Tran was OK. He stood and we all exchanged tongues. He said something to me about looking surprised. I told him that it seemed out of character for him to be so open and "affectionate." "AAahh, you forget Mr Bill, I am half French." he said with a laugh. The whole scene was beyond anything I had ever imagined or day dreamed about. I turned to see Mike on his back on the floor with his legs raised and spread. Paul was kneeling between them licking Mikes cock and playing with his ass. He had two rather large fingers inside of Mike and Mike was moving his body back and forth on Paul's hand. Paul was looking into Mike's eyes and it was plain to see that he wanted Mike's ass. It was plain to me, anyway. He had promised me that he would not do this. Too much to drink had removed all kinds of inhibitions. I began to react. I'm not sure if I was jealous, angry that Mike was going to let Paul fuck him, and more angry at Paul for forgetting his promise to me.
I broke away from Tran and Dave and headed for the two on the floor. Dave grabbed my arm, "Bill, it's not wise to interfere and Mike's a grown man. Let them be."
As I managed to pull away from him and was about to grab Paul by his balls, I snarled, "He gave me his word!" Paul must have heard this through the passion induced haze he was in. Charlie was by then aware of the scene that was about to break loose. He reached Paul first. He bumped into the two on the floor and Paul went sprawling onto his back.
In a second, Charlie was straddling Paul and had Paul's cock placed in his own ass crack. "Give me that big Marine cock, boy." Looking directly at me, he continued, " Let me show you all how a real man gets fucked." He rocked backwards on his heels and Paul's long fat cock disappeared into Charlie's ass.
"Gung HO, SIR!" Paul gasped. I took Mike's hand and pulled him up onto his feet.
"You and I are out of here, RIGHT NOW!" I also had a command voice. Dave tried to block our way.
"The party's just getting started Bill. Are you a guy that fucks, cums and runs?" Dave said in an angry voice ringing with sarcasm.
"David, get your Colonel's face over here. Your general's cock needs your attention. You leave Billy Boy alone. He hasn't passed boot camp yet. You can teach him more about our rules later." Charlie laughed and that quickly diffused the situation. Looking at me with real anger in his eyes though, Charlie issued another light-hearted command. "Take your boy and go home. We men here have some serious business to tend to."
I took Mike's hand and without looking back, pulled him out of the tent room. We needed to find our clothes and I sort of remembered they were on the living room floor. I was not even sure how we had gotten there; I had no memory of going upstairs. Mike resisted. In his little boy voice, "Awweee Dad. I was having fun. Do we have to go home? Can't I stay and play with the nice Marine Guys; Please Dad, can I." I then realized just how drunk the two of us were. I made no answer. I slapped Mike's ass as hard as I could. "Gee Dad, that felt good. Maybe I do want to go home."
We found our way back to my place without falling and I managed to get the two of us into bed before either one or both of us passed out. Anger and jealousy played havoc with my head. It was not just Mike I was jealous of. I kept on seeing Charlie mount Paul and take his cock. I wanted it to be mine. In a semi-conscious state, images swirled on the back of my eye lids. I was fucking both Paul and Charlie and then someone was about to fuck me and I wanted it to happen. I could not see who it was.
We were awakened in the morning by Dave, Paul Carl, Carlos and Nate standing at the end of our bed. Paul had Mike by the big toe. "Wake up, Grunt. Time to go running." Mike quickly came to attention at the side of the bed. "Sir, Yes Sir! But I have to pee first."
His almost 8" cock stood rigid for all to see.
"Be quick about it boy!" Dave said with a chuckle and slapped at Mike's hard cock. He turned to me then. "Bill, I owe you an apology. I was out of line last night I guess. Charlie gave me a message for you. Tran's not feeling well and he needs your help in the kitchen. He made a point of saying, NOW! If I were you, I would take time only to put some clothes on and not too many." I also stood quickly or tried to.
I saluted, "Sir, Yes Sir! But I have to pee first too." Dave grabbed onto my cock and squeezed it hard.
I returned with Mike by my side; we had both used the john at the same time and Dave and Paul watched. It was a damn good thing that neither of us was pee shy. Paul was the standing off to the side and looking straight ahead. We both avoided eye contact.
Dave spoke first saying, "Paul, you stay here and make your peace with Bill. That's an order from me to both of you."
This time there was no jovial response; there was no attempt at humor. "Dad, I'm sorry. I was under the influence. That's no excuse." In a very soft voice he continued, "I nearly broke my word. I love you guys. You're the only family I have..." The big Marine had tears in his eyes. I went to him and put my arms around him and the kissed him. I guess I loved him too. I pushed him towards the door.
"I hope Charlie is as easy as you. Go run!" He did and just about at the top of the ridge, he turned and waved like a little kid. He touched my heart. I dressed quickly and followed the same path to Charlie's. He was in the kitchen with Thanksgiving stuff spread over every surface. He had unpacked Tran's boxes.
"I don't know what the hell I'm doing. This is a damn mess." he growled at me.
"I can fix it; I always cooked Thanksgiving and Christmas. Help me get this stuff organized." In just a few minutes it was squared away and there were places to work. The only words I spoke were to give Charlie directions. It took us about 40 minutes to get the meal started and everything in its place. Finally, I went to the window and stood looking out; my arms were folded on my chest. We still had not spoken about anything personal. I was aware that Charlie was standing very close to me. His breath was hot on my neck but no part of him touched me. I leaned back into him. "I'm sorry, Buddy. You're angry with me; I can feel it. I need you so badly, I've missed you more than you know. I just couldn't let it happen..."
Charlie's arms wrapped around me tightly. His hard belly and hard cock were pressed against my lower back and butt. His lips and then his tongue played with the hairs on the back of my neck. "Show me how sorry you are." he murmured in my ear. I pressed myself in even harder against him. I wanted him to surround me, hold me, protect me as he had for the last two years. His hands were up under my shirt and his fingers closed hard on my nipples, massaging, pinching, rubbing, pulling. He began to slide up and down against me. "let me have your virgin ass." I relaxed against him. I was not going to struggle; I would not say no. He turned me around and kissed me gently at first and then with ever increasing pressure. His tongue worked wonders against mine and his strong big hands cupped my ass and he lifted me so that I was on my toes and my cock, now rigid, pressed and slid against his. My body had a mind of its own. Coming up for air, Charlie again whispered, "Say something Billy, say something. Are you ready for this? Do you want to do it?"
"Whatever you want Charlie, just don't be angry at me." Those were the words that found their way out of my mouth.
"Do you love me?" I nodded yes. He spun me again and began to fuck his massive cock against my soft bubble but. The heat was intense through his shorts and my sweat pants. I pushed back as hard as he pushed into me. I felt him reach with one hand and shove his shorts down and then both hands pulled my sweat pants down. Again he lifted me so that his cock was under my sac and it slid between my inner thighs which I clasped together tightly. Sweat and his pre-cum made the area slick. He pulled back so that his cock found its way into my ass crack. It filled it from bottom to top and Charlie then had one arm wrapped around my chest and the other hand he used to milk my streaming cock. I began to thrust into his hand and this pushed my ass back and forth against his 9" Marine General's baton. Both of us were gasping. "I'm going to cum." I moaned. Charlie kept on bucking his hard cock against my ass flesh but he made no effort to penetrate my virgin ass ring. I was about to beg for it. My ball sac contracted and I began to shoot man juice all over the window. Charlie soon followed in climax with buckets of his juice pouring all over my back and ass. I turned my head just enough so that our lips met. I nearly passed out. I had not eaten and last night's alcohol still coursed through my veins. We heard the boys coming up the stairs from the gym. Abruptly, Charlie pulled away from me. "I don't want you out of fear of my leaving you. I won't do that. I don't want you out of loneliness or out of your need for Mike or anyone else. When we do it, I want it to be because I'm the guy you want in your life. This isn't the time and it's not the place." He then gathered me into his arms and kissed me softly. I reached down and pulled up my sweats and then grabbed a towel and wiped off the glass. Charlie pulled his shorts up and took the towel and wrapped it around him like an apron. They were light colored and his leaking, still hard cock was clearly visible without it being covered.
"Thanks Charlie." Tears ran down my cheek's and I turned towards the window and then went quickly to the stove. I did this so that the guys who were coming through the door could not see them.