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Servicing The Guys
Chapter 4
Duty Station: Lee – 26 year old tall blonde marine sergeant Paul – 23 year old Brit; civilian, dark rust hair Ted – 22 year old southern boy, hairy, civilian Kennan – 24 year old tall air force sergeant, African American Tony – 36 year old civilian, brown hair, works out Chris – 32 year old sailor, fire red ginger hair, freckles, smile can melt the polar ice caps Joe – 23 year old army corporal, almost a carbon copy of Ted except his brown hair has more highlights Stuart – 35 year old army sergeant, smooth, muscles, thick down there Hawk – 20 year old mix of Asian Indian and Japanese, civilian, slender, shiny black hair, exotic with an Australian accent. Mac – 45 year old civilian, works out, straw blonde hair, the supervisor/boss on site. Celt – 18 year old marine private, 5'-7", young slender and defined, looks more like a fifteen or sixteen year old, a handsome little jock
Haydar – Lion (the father) Latif – Gentle, Kind, Friendly (youngest son) Tamin – Strong, Competent (middle son) Farid – Unique, Rare (Oldest Son)
Fuck! We are so busted. I'd be willing to bet that no one would ever think they'd see Lee or Paul with another guy's dick in their mouth. And shit! Seeing your thirteen old son, Latif, with a marine's cock in his mouth and a rope of my young marine cum on his face.
Haydar, Latif's dad, gorgeous brown Arab eyes narrow and smolder locking on me. Wrestling to restrain an inferno, but I don't know if it's lust or ire. His two teen sons, sixteen year old Tamin, and nineteen year old Farid, appear unable to fully fathom what they just witnessed. They're temporarily hypnotized. Stunned. And from the obvious tents in the front of their trousers, erotically effected.
Reflex makes me draw up my knees, hiding and protecting my bits. The instinctive reaction of a naked guy experiencing an emotion somewhere between oh hell this is awkward' to oh fucking shit! Latif does exactly the same. He's frantically wiping my stray jet of cum from his face.
The silence floats. Saturates. A vacuum.
And then Lee; tall, striking, beautifully nude, the epitome of masculinity; does the unthinkable. He takes Latif's hand and sensuously licks my cum from the teen's fingers. Daring. Provocative. Haydar's eye's narrow further. Paul leans across me and licks the remainder of my cum from Latif's face. Gently. Adoringly. Ah hell!
Latif freezes, his eyes never leaving his father's while Paul licks. Fuck, tell me Paul isn't doing this in front of the teen's father and older brothers. I can't breathe. My chest is encased in bricks. This could go either way. Thermal nuclear rage or burning lust. I know in my heart this isn't what these beautiful Arab guys expected. They only expected an on call cocksucker to service them. To get their rocks off. This is beyond horny. They're seething lust. They've just witnessed raw emotion, an overt adoration between males, physical, consensual sexual contact.
Tamin and Farid slowly come out of their trance. They glance at their dad. Waiting. Unsure.
Haydar speaks to me. I'm not sure if I'm hallucinating. I don't understand. He's waiting for me to respond.
"What?" I can barely get the word out.
"English," Lee says to Haydar. Celt only speaks English, and rattles something off in what I guess is Arabic. Who knew? I had no idea Lee spoke Arabic.
I'm bemused. "What?" I say again.
"He wants to know if his youngest was good at pleasing you," Paul says.
Shit! Paul speaks Arabic too. Fuck! Am I the only one who doesn't? What do I say to a man who wants to know if his son is a good cocksucker? I decide the truth is the avenue I'm going to go with and keep my fingers crossed.
"Very much," I say. "I've never had any experience at being sucked until I got here. I was always sucking other guys. They never wanted to suck me. I'm honored and awed that he chooses to bring me pleasure."
"Is the young marine good when he sucks you?" Haydar asks Latif.
What! He's asking his youngest son about blowjobs.
"Yes. Very." Latif voice is soft, unsure. "Today has been my first time. He made it wonderful."
Haydar contemplates his response. "Good," he finally responds. "I'll take you." Haydar points to me.
"I want the English guy for my first," Farid, the nineteen year old says.
"Hold up. Wait a minute," Lee says. "We aren't going to become everyone's cocksuckers. What we did here was between Celt, Paul, Latif, and me. Private."
"I've got cute balls too," Tamin, the sixteen-year old smirks at Lee. "You want to see? You like cute Arab balls don't you American marine? Latif said you did."
What the hell happened to Tamin's Middle Eastern accent? The fake accent he used when he met me at the airport and drove me here. The dude's English is flawless, though laced with teen speak.
"Fuck me. You told him," Lee hisses in a whisper and scowls at Latif. The thirteen-year old is embarrassed.
"Mate, you've got this all wrong," Paul says. "Celt was brought here to take our loads. What we were doing wasn't part of the deal. It wasn't planned. It just happened. Caught up in the moment."
Haydar ushers his sons further into the room. He closes the door and locks it. Fuck, I didn't know our new rooms had locking doors. He's ignored everything Lee and Paul said. It's as if he didn't hear them. They strip to their briefs. Fucking nice! Eye candy. I notice Lee and Paul glance at each other and shrug. "Oh hell, what the fuck," Paul laughs. "I guess it won't kill us to blow these young fellows. We already have cum breath." Lee and Paul chuckle at this cheeky statement.
You'd think with this many naked and nearly naked guys in a room for sex, things would have to be somewhat choreographed to go off without a hitch. Someone in charge. Didn't happen. Not quite a free-for-all though. Or maybe there were three handsome Arab males subliminally in charge. Fuck if I know. All I know is I'm drooling and can't believe I have a fucking hard-on again. I sit up on the edge of the bed and motion for Haydar to step up to the plate. I want to pull his briefs down, expose his nice bulge, and inspect his bat and balls.
I see Lee and Paul being positioned on the edge of the rack beside me. Funny. They're letting themselves be manipulated like marionettes. I'm in the middle. Latif scoots between my legs. I have to shift back some to give him room on the edge of the bed. His cute butt is pressing against my erection. He wiggles his warm ass. Little fucker. Grin.
Haydar stops for a minute, a bit surprised by Latif's action. "I just want to watch," Latif's voice is soft. Haydar shrugs and comes forward, standing between our legs, the bulge in his briefs near face level.
My eyes are so focused on Haydar's briefs I don't see Farid's nineteen-year old cock ram in to Paul's mouth. I only hear Paul's `umph'. I look. Shit. Beautiful. Unable to take my eyes away. Farid has his fingers entwined in Paul's shiny copper hair making a sexy mess of it. Paul bobs up and down on the young Arab's cock.
"Aaahhhh!" Farid groans. His legs buckle for a moment before he catches himself. The fucker is cumming in Paul's mouth without telling him. First blowjob. Hair trigger. "Aaahhhh," Farid humps Paul's face, savoring the warmth and afterglow of unloading his Arab balls down the handsome Brit's throat. When he untangles his fingers from Paul's hair he steps back. All of the sudden he's shy and reaches down to pull up his briefs from around his ankles.
"Oh no you don't you cute fucker. If we're going to let it all hang out then so are you." Paul grins caressing Farid's nice balls.
"You tell me when you're going to..." Lee is cut off when sixteen-year old Tamin grabs his head with one hand and pushes the front of his briefs down with the other. A white fountain erupts, spattering Lee's face. "Fuck, you're cumming!" Lee goes down on the sixteen-year old, containing his cum, and lets him finish in his warm mouth.
The young Arab unravels in spurting ecstasy. Eyes roll back in his head. "Oh, dude, sorry. I can't stop it," Tamin grunts still spurting in Lee's mouth. "Yeeessss! Feels awesome." Lee's hand cups Tamin's firm ass cheeks and gently kneads. He drags his long index finger along the teen's crack. The young fellow almost collapses when Lee lightly brushes his rosebud.
Tamin finishes. Lee slowly releases his cock. "How fucking nice was that?" Lee grins at Tamin showing the young Arab his mouth full of cum before swallowing. "And you're right. You've got very cute balls," Lee winks at Tamin while pulling his briefs all the way down so he can have a proper look. "Damn, you're nice," Lee says gently exploring Tamin's cute balls. "Going to make some lady very happy one day." Tamin has a thick little tuft of black pubic hair, perfect for a sixteen-year old. Handsome fucker. Lee runs his long fingers through the teen pubes and then leans in to plant a soft kiss on each side of his young balls while stroking them with tenderness.
Tamin is as playfully mischievous as Latif. He wiggles his eyebrows at the tall marine and slaps his teen cock against Lee's cheek. They both laugh. "I've got more if you want to do me again."
There's that word again', do me again'. These cute guys are teen cum factories. Grin.
In my peripheral vision I see Paul and Lee being made use of again by the young Arab males. I try leaning in to nuzzle Haydar's brief clad crotch but Latif sitting between my legs is presenting a slight obstacle course. Abruptly I wrap my arms around Latif and stand us both up. Haydar steps back surprised by my sudden move.
I drop to my knees. "Sit, please," I suggest to Haydar while pointing to the spot on the edge of the bed where I was sitting between Paul and Lee; both busy giving another wet warm knob job to Haydar's sixteen and nineteen year old sons.
Haydar shucks down his briefs in a quick motion and sits on the bed. Fucking jeepers! Nice! Thick. Hard. Did I say Thick? Very thick! Twitching in involuntary anticipation, a dark tan male piece with big firm hairy balls. Stunning full black pubes that wrap around his junk and behind his balls. A soft dusting of black hair on his fine ass with longer hair in the inviting crack. I move to his left side and rest my arms on his hairy upper thigh. Latif drops in between his dad's legs and stares at the beautiful cock that made him.
I learn over and nuzzle in the fanned out spread of Haydar's pubic hair. Latif's eyes are huge watching me. Talking only to Latif but I know the others can hear. "You dad is sexy. A stud. He smells wonderful. Like citrus. Oranges and fresh ginger. A faint hint of cloves. A masculine clean outdoors fragrance. Warm desert. Summer evenings. I run my fingers through his rich hair down there and up his shaft. Haydar shudders. An impressive cock making me salivate. My index finger plays with his precum, smearing it around the head of his dick. Wet. Slick. I want to embrace it with my hands and mouth; bring him joy. Play with him. Tease and make love between his legs. This is a man who deserves no less. Your dad is as beautiful as you are," I say to Latif.
Latif looks at his dad with a shy grin. Haydar wiggles his eyebrows and Latif giggles.
Very slowly, I go down on Haydar, feeling his cool shaft become warm as his hard inches slide into my mouth. "Fuck," he moans and falls back lying on the bed, one hand stroking my head as I suck. Legs apart. His naked crotch open and available to me. His thirteen-year old son unable to look away. Latif is furiously jacking his rigid young cock. Horny little fucker.
Without taking my mouth off Haydar I tilt my head and see Latif watching me. Wanting. Desire. His eyes are on his dad's beautiful hair framed maleness. His eyes seek unspoken permission. I get it; he wants to play with his dad too. I nod, not sure if it's the right thing but caught in the moment. Horny as fuck. Latif leans forward and kisses his dad's balls, sticks out his tongue and licks. Nuzzles the thick hair on each side of his dad's balls. Inhales his father's scent. An summer evening in an orange grove aphrodisiac.
Haydar leans up on his elbows. Watching. Stunned to find two mouths working on him. The initial look of shock on his face seeing his thirteen-year old son licking his beautiful balls makes me stop my sucking. A moment of not knowing what's going to happen. Waiting to see. I feel the pressure of Haydar's hand on my head, urging me to continue. His thighs flex moving his thick cock up and down in my mouth. Prodding. Fucking. Seeking warmth and pleasure. I take him all the way to the base. Breathe his wonderful fragrance. We both moan at the same time.
Latif gets even braver. He kisses and licks up to the base of his dad's cock. When I go up slow, Latif's tongue follows me up his dad's staff. Finding his father's eyes, he silently asks, `can I?"
Haydar falls back with an arm across his eyes. He didn't' say yes and he didn't say no. Resigned to whatever decision Latif makes. I kiss the tip of Haydar's cock and then let Latif have a go at it. Excited. Wanting to please his dad. Latif goes down on the striking thick peter of his dad.
"Fuck!" Haydar hisses keeping his eyes covered with his arm. He arches up his hips, impaling Latif's mouth. Savoring the warm moist smoothness. Latif and I take turns. Teasing. Edging. Loving.
"Gonna fucking bust," Haydar's warning is urgent when I have him in my mouth. Pleading. "Don't fuckin' stop. Keep sucking." He pushes my head down on his hard-on, holding me in place. "Fuuucckkk! I'm cuuummminng! Fuck!"
"Keep cumming dad. He likes it. Give it to him," Latif's voice is excited. Lustful. Wanting.
Christ! Haydar is filling me. Bursts and splats. Forceful spurts. I can feel cum hitting the back of my mouth with soft explosions. Rapid fire. Machine gun. Fuck! Thick, wet, warm, Arab cock cream. Uniquely subtle taste. Wonderful!
Latif puts his teen mouth next to mine. I back off and he goes down on his dad taking the rest of the warm ball juice. I see Latif's eyes widen in surprise when he feels the hot creamy jets from his dad's cock splat against the roof of his mouth. Pelting the back of his thirteen-year old throat with warm vanilla cock milk.
"Aaaaahhhhh! Fuck!" Haydar grabs Latif's head and pumps in and out of his face. Ecstatic frenzy. `Take it! Ah fuuucccckkkk! Yeah!" He shatters in delightful tremors, spurting, spewing his nutt in Latif's mouth. Wet, warm, his cock in a wet velvety paradise.
Haydar collapses in fulfilled happiness. Lovingly holding Latif's mouth on him for a moment before releasing him. Latif nuzzles in his dad's black pubic hair. Haydar's breathing is ragged coming under control. When he moves his arm and opens his eyes. He smiles. A glazed, half-ass crazy, happy, smile. Wicked. Tender.
Latif sits up and smiles. "You've got a thick one baba and you cum a lot."
It's then I remember we have an audience. Tamin and Farid have already unloaded their teen cocks in Lee's and Paul's mouth when they saw Latif go down on their dad.
"How fucking nice was that?" Lee grins at Haydar.
"Fuck!" Haydar smiles and falls back with his arm over his eyes again. Content.
After dinner I slipped away to the beach. Sitting alone on the sand, my arms wrapped around my drawn up knees, I watch the reflective rose diamonds of sunset sparkle across the glass surface of the sea. Breathtaking. My first full day of being the unit's on call cocksucker and I can't help feeling a sense of sweet wonder. Notwithstanding the few emotional upheavals today that were ironed out, it's better than anything I could have imagined. If I'm dreaming I don't want to wake up.
Besides taking each guy's load at least twice today and some of them three times or more, I'm still in awe of these men. Each of them wants me here. Each of them different, but alike in their desire to have a warm moist mouth to cum in. Me.
I've learned a lot today. Kennan has a fourteen-inch cock. The guys had me measure it late this afternoon when I was giving him his third blowjob. Lots of teasing and good-natured sexy fun. Kennan is a riot and an exhibitionist. Grin.
Haydar and his boys are from Michigan, outside of Detroit. The boys began their education in American schools. Explains their command of American English. He and his oldest son homeschool the two youngest in the evenings. They're on a four week break now, mostly because of my arrival. They've only been here for about a year because Haydar's wife was sick and asked to come back to her village, her childhood home. She passed away eight months ago. Having sold everything they had to get his family here Haydar needs to work to save money to return home.
Haydar heard about this military station from his father-in-law and that they were looking for local workers. With his command of English, he was hired along with his sons. The unofficial age of consent to be able to work legally and engage in sex in this country is when a girl first bleeds and a young man can ejaculate. Any laws governing this are enforced in the outlying areas. It's just understood. An indigenous cultural thing. Girls are strictly protected by their families until they marry, some of them very young. Boys, like all hormonal raging teens, find ways.
Something I didn't realize until Latif told me later is that Haydar and his sons have a small three room apartment in the maintenance building with a galley kitchen and single bath. Latif did tell me he and his brothers all sleep in the same bed. I assumed their home was in a home in the closest village, but it's not. They live onsite with us.
I can't help smiling remembering that after Haydar and his boys left this afternoon, Lee and Paul kind of hung back not hurrying to get dressed. I could tell they wanted some private time, just the two of them. I left them to it and went to the building where the men's work stations. There I proceeded to make myself available to any of those who were in the mood to open the front of their trousers for me. Every one of them took advantage of my service. Go figure. Grin.
I don't hear Lee walk up on me from behind. I start a little when he teasingly grabs my shoulders and then sits beside me on the sand. He's wearing lose gym style shorts similar to the one's I'm wearing. The evening is balmy. He leans one of his tall hairy legs against mine.
Without preamble, his long fingers caress my eighteen year old hairy legs. He strokes like soft butterflies up the inside of my thighs, playfully cupping my boxer brief clad balls. I spread my legs open for him. "Love your pretty balls, Celt," Lee says, almost in adoration, a soft prayer. Long fingers slip under the leg band and fondle my sac. "Hot teen jock balls. You look so young and adorable. So fuckable," Lee grins and leans over to nip my earlobe.
"Yeah, I got jock balls, but I also got marine balls," I tell him with a smirk squirming; his hot breath flowing down my neck.
"Got," he laughs at my silly expression and removes his fingers. Shit! Why didn't I keep my mouth shut?
We sit in silence gazing across the sea. Lovely.
"Paul and I got a little worried when we couldn't find you after dinner. You disappeared without saying anything," Lee says breaking the quiet. "Latif was still looking for you in the other buildings. He's worried too."
I snort and chuckle. "Yeah, right. All you guys are worried about is being the first to get a piece of my ass tonight."
Lee pretends to be shocked, but I see the corner of his lips turn up in amusement. His smile fades when he sees the look of fear on my face.
"Shit. You're frightened aren't you?" He asks.
"A little," I nod. "Never done this before and as beautiful as you are I never envisioned someone as hung as you being the first to ride me. You're a fucking two hander."
"You think I'm beautiful?" Lee grins wiggling his eyebrows.
"Don't try and fucking sidetrack me," I can't help but grin back. "And yeah, you're a beautiful hunk!"
"A hunk, huh?" Lee chuckles and pushes me back on the sand crawling on top of me. I can feel his impressive erection pressing against my crotch. He humps a couple of times. "Like that? You can have more if you come back with me," his voice is husky. Sultry.
I try to pretend he's not affecting me, but I can't help it. My cock is boned up in an instant. I put my arms around him and hump back. "Hmmm."
"Yeah, I knew you fucking wanted it. You were made to be fucked. Young pretty ass like yours should be ridden often. I'm surprised one of those boys back in your school didn't tap your fine ass," Lee grins and kisses me. OMG! I can't breathe. He's too beautiful to be real; a mythical young warrior god arisen from the depths of the sea, sucking the air from my lungs, pulling me down with him, drowning me in desire. Let me die in his embrace.
Abruptly Lee sits up. He looks mystified. What the hell? I was really getting into the possibilities of having this hot marine warrior ravish me. Shaking my head, trying to gather my equilibrium, I sit up.
"What the fuck is happening to me?" he mummers putting a hand to his head.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"You. Paul. Latif. All of you guys this afternoon. This is happening so fast. Latif's dad and brothers," Lee says, not angry, but trying to sort out new feelings, urges. "I'm straight man. I've got a girl back home."
I feel the need to say something but I'm at a loss. This is new territory for me too. I try anyway.
"Maybe we should just think of this as a place where guys can explore, experiment, and seek uninhibited pleasure without guilt or moral judgment. Being sexually fulfilled without any excess emotional baggage. Able to get off easier, gratifying a man's yearning and pleasure, not dependent on someone else's mood, place, or the timing. The ultimate male bonding. A place where each male can find an on call wet mouth to put their cocks in and cum. Beautiful orgasms. Maybe experiment with each other if they want or just make use of me. Everyone's choices should be accepted and respected by all to make this work. Appreciate each other and live-and-let-live for what we're either willing to do or not do. Learn each other's boundaries. We're all guys and we know what males like to do with that thing between our legs. When you go back home to your girl, all of this stays here," I keep my voice low, knowing what I'm trying to say but not sure I'm articulating it right. I hope Lee gets the gist of what I mean.
He ponders for a moment in silence. "Yeah, maybe," he mummers. "I think I can live with that."
"Don't go all serious shit on me. I like you better when you're playful. And if you're going to fuck me with that big handsome marine cock of yours, you damned well better be in a playful mood and not hurt me," I give him a shy smile and arch my eyebrows trying to lighten the moment.
His eyes are dark, searching, looking into me. A slight smile begins to sparkle in his eyes. "So you think I have a big handsome marine cock, huh?" he grins.
"Fucker. You know you do," I snort.
Lee jumps up offering his hand to me. I take it and he tugs me to my feet. "We need to get you fucked, and we need to do it now," he continues to hold my hand pulling me along back to the barracks. I take a last look across the water and see the pinkish orange ball of `le soleil' disappearing behind the horizon.
"You think Paul has a handsome cock?" Lee asks pulling me along. I'm almost running to keep up with his long stride.
"Yes, he does."
"I think he does too. Damned good-looking English fucker. If the finest porcelain was made flesh it would be Paul's cock and I'd want to own it," Lee smiles.
He doesn't see my roll my eyes. Thinks he's a fucking bard. "What did you two do after we left you alone this afternoon?" I ask.
Lee stops and looks at me like I'm bat shit crazy for even asking such a stupid question.
"Okay, okay. I get it. Dumb question. Duh," I chuckle.
"He tastes damn fine. Fucking beautiful Brit. Love his treasure trail and dark copper bush," Lee smiles. "Damn fine cock milk too. Warm creamy texture. That man enjoys an orgasm. Never thought I'd suck cock let alone let him or you or any other dudes for that matter cum in my mouth. Fucker can kiss. Just like you. Both of you're better than any girl I've ever locked lips and swapped spit with."
I laugh and Lee tugs me along again. I like him holding my hand. I've never kissed anyone before Lee and Paul. Well, not like they kiss. Probing. Seeking. Promises of what's to come. Maybe it's all the cocksucking I've done that make my lips and my busy tongue kissable. Grin.
"Do you think it's possible to feel strong heartfelt emotions for more than one person at the same time?" I huff for breath as Lee drags me along. I'm going to have to start working out more, realizing this assignment is going to require some physical stamina.
He stops again. I can see the wheels turning behind his eyes. I get the feeling he's analyzing his own feelings.
"Yeah, I do. Why?" he asks, cautious, and continues to the barracks.
"Because I have really warm feelings for you, Paul, and Latif. You all have a sweet grip on my heart. I like the other guys too because they're fun and horny. But you four guys are more special," I pant out my answer while trying to keep up.
"Ditto young marine," Lee says. And then he chuckles. "More special. Who the hell says that? More special?"
I don't mind him teasing me about saying More special'. I melt when he says Ditto'. An overwhelming warmness envelopes me. But there's an unspoken ache I bury. I don't want to think about the future when our assignments come to an end and we go separate ways. For now I'll live in the moment and vow to adore and bring pleasure to Lee, Paul, and Latif as much as I am able. My `More special' guys.
"Celt!" Latif leaps up when Lee and I get back to our rooms. "Where have you been?" His hands on his hips like he's scolding a wayward child. My subconscious is rolling on the floor in fits of laughter. He is so fucking cute.
"On the beach watching the sunset," I say trying to hold a serious face, but I fail. Smirking I wink at him and lick my lips in a provocative tease.
His shocked look makes me snort in laughter. He's trying to be serious, but soon we're both grinning like fools.
Lee closes the door behind us. Walking over to Paul he pulls the handsome Brit in his arms. "Miss me babe?" he smirks in a tease. "Sleep in my rack tonight? In my arms?" he asks.
Babe. He called Paul babe. Fuck they've got it bad. Grin.
Paul's head is bobbing `yes' like his neck is on a spring. Oh shit. They put busy hands to work and wicked tongues battling. Exploring each other.
"Get a room," Latif laughs.
"This is our room, you cute little fucker," Lee laughs and scoops Latif in his arms. Both he and Paul commence kissing and licking Latif's face and neck. They work to undo his pants and run their hands inside his briefs, fondling his thirteen-year old junk. Latif squirms and giggles but Lee won't let him go.
"If you weren't so tall and I wasn't so short and little I'd beat you up for touching me dick," Latif giggles with faux annoyance, rolling his eyes at Lee, all the while pushing his crotch forward into Paul's and Lee's hands.
"Oh yeah?" Lee laughs and cups Latif's cute nude balls. Those long graceful fingers are busy playing down there inside Latif's briefs. Latif gasps. His eyes glow. Lee adores Latif and the thirteen-year old worships the tall blonde American marine.
"Don't make me cum," Latif begs with a pant. "I want to fuck Celt with you guys. Please."
"Well, since you said please, I guess we'd better let Celt get ready for us," Lee removes his hand from inside Latif's briefs. Paul gives Latif's young hard peter one final squeeze and takes his hand out too.
Latif sighs; a slight look of disappointment flits across his face when the playful warm hands are gone. "That was close. You guys almost made me cum."
"Hey mate, I loved feeling your new pubes. You've got a thick perfect size teen cock there too. Sexy," Paul winks at Latif. "I have a feeling you're going to be as big and thick as you dad when you're finished growing."
Latif blushes. His grin is shy and alluring. "I want to get more hair down there like you guys," Latif says.
"You will, but I agree with Paul and I really like that little bit of soft dark hair you have down there right now. Very sexy," Lee wiggles his eyebrows.
"You do? Really?" Latif asks.
"Fuck yeah, we do," Lee's tone is pure male sex.
Latif blushes again.
I'm wondering if I should dress or just return to the room naked. Lee and Paul told me to use the visiting officer's head. It's never used and I would have the privacy to prepare myself for their use. Word was sent to the other guys that I won't be available for the rest of the evening. Tomorrow I'm back on call for service.
I'm super clean inside and out. Nervous as hell and I'm ready physically, just not as much mentally. In the bag Lee gave me I found everything I needed to get me ready to be fucked There were two different anal suppositories to increase internal lube. One had a vanilla scent and the other smells like sugar cookies. I chose the sugar cookies and inserted it. I couldn't help chuckling aloud when I thought of ass smelling like sugar cookies. Just doesn't seem right, but Lee put in in the bag along with everything else I'd need. So I used it. Make the tall blonde warrior happy. My new motto. Aw shucks. Grin. Already I feel wet warmth spreading inside me as it dissolves, making me slick inside. Visions of Lee's big cock still intimidates me. And he told me he wants to be the first to claim my ass. Sighing, I opt to wear only blue boxer briefs and my towel slung over my shoulders. Bundling my things, I take a deep breath and head back to our rooms.
Nervous as hell I walk into our rooms. Fuck! They're naked already. Latif takes the bundle I'm carrying from me, carries it to my room and returns. Lee locks the door. I'm standing in the middle of the room between Lee's and Paul's racks. No one has said a word to me. I feel the energy. Palpable. Anticipating. Sexual. Everything erotically male; horny, dicks, balls, cum, pubic hair, firm asses, I sense it all. Permeating. I'm on high alert.
Fuck, they smell good. Must have taken showers while I was getting ready. Male body wash, cool, inviting, refreshing, minty toothpaste, evergreen, warm spices, outdoorsy, emitting subliminal breeding pheromones, bewitching me.
They're circling, like boys playing military surrounding a fort. Looking for an opening to get inside. Oh man. They must be the bad boys come to have their way with me. My bad boys. They're feeding off each other's lust. Horny guys who want sex.
"Take `em off," Lee commands nodding toward my briefs, his voice is soft, erotic, but scary at the same time.
I push them down and step out of them. The circle grows tighter. I feel the warmth of their breaths. "So fucking nice. Looks like a fifteen-year old stud. Hard to believe he's an eighteen-year old marine when he's undressed. Except he has a marine size cock for a guy his size," Lee's eyes twinkle.
Paul's hand caresses my butt. His eyes are hooded under long lashes. Stalking. Hunting. Smoldering. I flex my butt cheeks and he hisses in approval.
"Take him," Lee says and Paul guides me toward his rack. Paul lies down and pulls me on top of his naked body. My cock is nesting in his thick pubic hair. Leaking on him. My backside is open and exposed to Lee and Latif.
"You smell good mate," Paul says.
"So do you," I say. "What's going on?"
"They're going to fuck you while you're on top of me. Is that okay?" Paul asks.
"I guess." I don't know what else to say.
"Good. Lay your head beside mine and relax on me. They're going to play to get you ready. I've got your weight," Paul's arms circle me and stroke my back. He spreads his legs wide and I open mine wide to match his.
I try to relax but it's difficult. I feel Lee's long fingers running across my butt and then Latif's hands are on me. They're awfully quiet back there. It's cold between my cheeks. Lee is applying lube running his long index finger over my rosebud. Fuck! He's inserting his finger. Fuck! I'm warming up fast.
"Relax marine," Lee's voice is soft, gentle, loving. Paul grips me tighter and brushes his lips across the side of my face. The roughness of his stubble is awesome. Male. Lee works his finger in and out. Not bad. Not bad at all. In fact I like it a lot. I hump up on his finger. He and Paul chuckle.
Oh christ, he's putting in two of his graceful long fingers now. Stretching me. Opening me. He's slow letting me get used to the invasion. I love this warrior. And now three fingers. Slow. Patient. My breathing increases but I'm handling it.
Damn feels good. I want more. I start to hump Paul. He chuckles.
"I think he's ready," Paul announces to Lee and Latif.
"You want to make us feel good marine?" Lee leans over and kisses the back of my neck. "You want us to fuck you now?"
"Yeah," I breathe.
Paul tightens his grip across my back. I feel the weight shift on the bed and I realize its Latif kneeling between my and Paul's open legs.
"You ready dude," Lee says but he's talking to Latif. Get yourself in position and balance yourself. I'll guide your cock in. Go very slow and if Celt says stop, you stop. Like we talked about."
"Got it," Latif says.
"What's going on?" I ask Paul. He has me clamped down, chest to chest.
"Latif is going to fuck you first to help open you up some before we have a go at you. First time. He's bareback. Is that okay? Then I'm going to have you. Bareback okay for me too? I'd like to if you'll let me."
Fucking nice time to be asking. "Yeah, sure," I say. Thank god Lee changed his mind about being first. He could sense my anxiety and let Latif and Paul go first to give me a chance to acclimate myself to his size. Makes me love him even more.
"We want to cum in you to lubricate you more for Lee," Paul is talking, soothing me. His hands gentle on my back, stroking my neck.
I feel the bed shift and pressure against my opening. Paul grips my head to keep me from looking. His eyes blaze with fire. I can't look away. I'm caught, mesmerized. He kisses me deep. Fuck! His tongue is going in my mouth while a thirteen-year old steel cock is sliding into my ass. I'm burning up. Surrendering to both of them. Hot fuck!
"Fuck me," I mumble into Paul's mouth. "Oh, fuck me."
"Oh yeah, he likes it," Paul grins. "Go ahead and fuck him, mate."
Latif's breeding instincts take over. Primal. His teen cock fills me. Ending both of our virginities. He plunges. "Oh god Celt. I'm going to fucking give it to you," Latif grunts humping me. Back and forth. In and out. Smooth. Exceptionally pleasing.
"I'm going to play with your cute balls dude while you're fucking," Lee says to Latif. "You just keep riding Celt."
"Feels so good," Latif grunts softly with each thrust. "Unnnh, unnnh."
"Yeah little buddy. Ride that American marine's ass. Fuck him good. Let him know you've been there," Lee encourages.
Latif grunts agreement and hammers me, driving me down on Paul. Laying across my back his little ass plunges his peter in and out of me. "Close," Latif warns. "Getting close."
"Shoot in him," Lee encourages Latif. "Make him slicker for us."
"Oh fuck. Thank you Celt for letting me fuck you. I'm gonna cum now. Fuuccckkk! Arrghhhhh! Oh damn. Hot fuck," Latif spews in me unloading his cute teen balls. With a long low animal growl, Latif finishes squirting in me and collapses across my back. "Agrrrrrrrrrrhhhh."
Lee smacks Latif's butt and lifts him off me. "How fucking nice was that? You're a little stud. Great looking teen ass."
Latif sighs and smiles still dazed by the orgasm he experienced.
"Umph," I groan as Paul flips me over and he lands on top of me. He kisses me deep, sits back on his knees between my legs and lifts my legs up and out, spreading me. Our eyes lock. He's asking permission without words. I nod.
"Okay babe," Lee says to Paul while he lubes the rust haired Brit's hard cock, getting him ready for me. Paul fucks his cock a couple of times in Lee's lubed up fisted hand.
Paul looks at me. I shake my head yes. He grins and places his handsome cock at my entrance. Oh my god. Big difference. I flinch. He slows gently easing into me. Much better.
"Fucking fantastic," Paul hisses in pleasure bottoming out in me, his thick soft copper pubic hair feathering my ass cheeks. I'm grateful Latif shot his load in me. I need all the lube I can get. There is a significant difference between Latif's young teen cock and Paul's adult size.
Paul leans across me, hovering above, staring into my eyes. "I'm going to fuck you now," he says in his wonderful Brit speak and begins to move with purpose. In and out. Disappearing into the personal zone where men go when fucking. Hedonistic. Seeking pleasure between his legs. Using me, playing in me, fucking me to bring on his orgasm.
I'm dissolving in warmth knowing I'm letting him use. Pound me. Fucking hard. I can't help but grunt with each thrust he shoves in me. He's forcing the air out of my lungs. Feels so fucking good. Naughty. Beautiful. Ah damn, he's wrapped his hot hand around my cock. Playing. Jacking me.
"I see you found something to hold on to," Lee teases Paul when he sees him playing with my dick.
"Helps me keep my balance," Paul teases back.
He fucks me.
"Cum with me mate," Paul pants stroking my dick faster. "Fuucckkk, cumming in you. Shiiiitttt! Fuck!"
"Oh goddddd! I yell spewing cock milk as far as my forehead. It arcs out of me. Fountains of white. Paul's spurting cock feels like it's doubled in size; contracting over and over, emptying his perfect balls in me; increasing the intensity of my orgasm. "Don't stop. Fuck me. Please fuck me," I beg pushing my ass down on him. "Fuck me."
I'm not sure where I went, but for a moment it was unworldly paradise. Back on earth, Paul is licking some of my cum from his fingers. He smiles big, flashing perfect white teeth. God I L.O.V.E. him! So fucking sexy.
Paul eases out of me. No! Don't go yet. I feel the emptiness, missing him already. How can anything feel that wonderful? I brought pleasure to this beautiful man and he returned it tenfold. He can fuck me anytime. I'll make myself ready for him. He need only hood his gorgeous smoldering eyes under those long lashes and stare at me. I'll know what he wants.
I'm still trying to get my wits together when Paul and Latif go to the door. "Where you going?" I ask.
"We'll be right back," Paul says and he and Latif leave.
Lee is watching me. Intense. Wary. Burning. Hesitant. Waiting for me to give him a signal.
My eyes devour him. The god of war wants to fuck me. He's more than physically beautiful. He's hidden desires waiting to be unleashed. The lust of a warrior. The strength to claim, take, and protect what's his. Raw passion waiting to be free. Untamed. Wild. Fire. Wind. Earth. Sea. A marine.
"Scoot over," he says with authority not to be questioned. I obey.
Lying down beside me he says, "Get on. You take me at your pace."
"Do you want me to suck you first?" I whisper.
He shakes his head `no'. "I want you so bad, but don't want to hurt you. I want you to want me. To enjoy it. Love me. But I want in you. Now. Please. I want to fuck you."
My eyes water in warmth for his understanding. He's letting me set the pace to receive his big cock inside me. I mount him, feeling his large two hander pressing against my butt cheeks. He reaches up taking my face between his big hands and pulls me down. That fucker can kiss. Holy fuck! I'm his slave.
Reaching behind me I grasp him. Damn, he's hung. I position him against my opening and slowly begin to sit down on him. His eyes open wide and he gasps when the large head is in me.
"You're so fucking hot and wet in there," he whispers. "More, please."
I know it's hard for him not to ram in me. Marveling at his extreme control I continue to take him inside me. All of him. Fuck, he's filling me. Stretching me beyond what I thought was possible. But it feels good. I want to do this for him. He's my marine. Tall, blonde, built, and hung. My subconscious snarks, you think he'll have any room to move that big fucker in your tight hole. He pretty fucking large.' Shut up' I snark back.
He's there. His golden pubes are mashed under my butt. We lay still, adjusting, and then he moves under me. Christ, he's big and hard. But smooth and warm. I begin to match his movements. The momentum increases.
I become aware Paul and Latif have returned. They've taken a shower and smell good.
"How is it mate?" Paul asks laying his hand on my shoulder.
"He's a fucking stallion," I answer in truth.
"That he is," Paul agrees. "A young beautiful stallion."
"Come here," Lee says to Paul. "I want your cock in my mouth."
Paul grins and moves to Lee's head placing his cock in position and then sinks it in.
Latif is watching, wide eyed, his thirteen-year old cock hard again. Doesn't that thing ever go down I wonder. Horney little fucker.
"Step up here and stand in front of me," I tell Latif. He understands and moves standing in front of me, legs spread on each side of Lee's waist, displaying his junk inches from my face. Reaching out I pull him closer and go down on him. Grabbing my head for balance he begins to fuck my face with his young hard on.
Lee is increasing his thrusts up into me. I'm matching him. All I can see from around Latif's crotch is Paul's hairy legs leaning in toward the rack. I know he's fucking Lee's mouth. I hear both of them moan.
"I'm going to cum," Latif says. I don't take my mouth off and fondle his cute balls. "Fuck it's cumming." Oh yeah, yeah take it. I'm cuuummmmming! Eat it." Holding my head in a tight grip Latif stills and spews thirteen-year old warm cum in my mouth. "Oh yeah," he sighs when his spurts stop. With a couple of playful pumps he pulls out and steps off the bed. I wink at him and he blushes. I motion him closer and wrap an arm around his waist letting my hand dip and play in his soft new pubic hair. He loves it and lets me play.
"Hey," Lee says when Paul steps back out of his reach. "You were close. I want it."
"Saving it for later when I'm sleeping with you," Paul grins.
Lee frowns.
"Don't be disappointed. After you unload in this handsome young marine we've been fucking, the rest of the night I belong to you," Paul says leaning down to kiss Lee.
That does it. The deep kiss from Paul sends Lee over the edge. With muffled deep bass marine growls he unleashes a torrent of warrior cum in me. "Unnngggrrrhhh!" The young war god is pleased and bestows his creamy gift inside me, spurting warm volumes of male essence. "Unngrrrhhh!" He humps deep up inside me. Fucking big cock. Marking his conquer. I'm his. I'm theirs. They win. The war is over. I surrender. I'm fucked. Grin.
It's late. Lee and Paul are finally silent in their room and I think they're sleeping. A couple of time I thought one of them was fucking killing the other. Grin.
Latif is lying in my arms asleep. I scan down across his nude body. Of all the guys in high school I sucked. Latif is a year younger that the youngest on the JV team. He's had a wonderful day. First sex, blowjobs and fucking. A teen male's dream. I realize lying next to him I'm only a couple of inches taller than he is. Won't be long before he's as tall as his brothers and then I'll be the smallest guy again. Oh well, my cock is nice. As big as his dad's.
Reaching out trying not to wake him, I feel his soft dark pubic hair. I love it. It's so new. I want to see it again. Can't get enough of him. Turning on my sidelight I lean down and lick his cute balls. He stirs and opens his eyes. He's hard in an instant. I leer and grin. He giggles. "Again," he says guiding my head to his thirteen-year old peter. `Again' I smile.
The End. Hope you guys who stuck with this enjoyed it. Sometime in the future if you're interested I'll begin anther short story and post it on Nifty. Always open to ideas and greatly appreciate any. Thanks!
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