TWINS & BRIAN By Lee Mariner
DISCLAIMER: This is a fictional gay fantasy involving homosexual relationships between men and boys. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS MATERIAL OR YOUR DO NOT APROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE AND READ NO FURTHER.
All characters are fictional and in no way related too any persons living or dead. Any perceived relationship is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
All geographic locations used are for background information and the author does not imply that the lifestyle portrayed is indicative of that location.
THE PRACTICE OF UNPROTECTED SEX BY ANY PERSON CAN LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE AVOIDED AT ALL TIMES. YOU ARE URGED TO AVOID SUCH CONDUCT AND USE THE APPROVED PROTECTIONS AVAILABLE.
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Chapter #1 - Boston
Boston is a city of many contrasts but it was a fascinating city if you like diversity. I was in my last two years of a hitch and had requested assignment at the Fargo Building in Boston. My ship had been assigned overhaul at the Charlestown Naval Shipyard and during the three months we were there, I grew too like Boston. Sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's go back a little and catch up to why I requested assignment here.
One of the advantages to being in the Navy, is that you may visit many cities and countries. I was on board ship and we were sent to the Charlestown Naval Shipyard for overhaul. Normally the ship would have been sent to the Norfolk Naval Shipyard in Norfolk, Virginia but for some reason we would never really know, this time it was Boston. "Shit City" as Norfolk was known didn't have much for sailors unless you liked drinking and screwing whores. I was not crazy about either.
I always made it a practice to spend as little time on board ship as I needed too when we were in port. While in the shipyard, I spent a good deal of time ashore. I wanted to be able to get around. It's a great city, a far cry from the little backwater I was raised in. I was raised in Middletown, Ohio sort of between Cincinnati and Dayton so guess I shouldn't call it backwater but there was not a lot for teenagers to do and especially if you were gay.
I think I should introduce myself along here somewhere since I have told you I am gay. My name is Dale Carter, 27, 6', 180, brown hair and eyes and an endowment of 7+" uncut smooth thick base, bullet shaped cock. Some guys I have been with tell me I have a nice body and cock. I am not a bodybuilder although I use the gym regularly when not at sea. I don't have bulging pectoral muscles with huge biceps, thighs and the seemingly required ripped abdomen. I enjoy exercising, swimming, aerobics and use weights for good muscle tone. I admire the developed body with smooth muscles. It shows the individual is more concerned with his health and condition then muscles. A good exercise program with light workouts will develop strong but not bulging muscles. I think so and my body proves it as far as I'm concerned. Bodybuilders always seemed more in love with themselves and enjoyed being admired for their muscles. Some will probably disagree with me but that is the way I see it. I usually catch someone doing more then just glancing at me when I walk in the shower room on board ship. I make it a practice to avoid seeing too interested in sailors. The "don't ask but don't tell policy" might be okay but you can still get into a lot of trouble screwing around.
Working out and staying in condition while living on board a ship is difficult at best even though some still try. Being single made it more difficult except with the ship was in port. Trying to work out and stay in condition when at sea usually invoked snide remarks from the more so called macho's. When not on duty and in port, I made it a point to use the local YMCA facilities for my workouts and swimming.
YMCA's are great for this reason and swimming in the nude with just men and boys you could check guys out without being too obvious about it. It always amazed me how so many young teenage boys seemed to want to show what they had and didn't hide it.
One weekend not long after we had pulled into the Yard's, I had finished working out and was swimming alone in the pool. Normally it seemed there would be a couple of older guy's swimming slow laps as part of their exercise routine. I was alone in the pool on this Saturday when the door that leads from the shower room opened and a great looking guy maybe 19, 20 or 21 years old walked in. I was at the far end of the pool when he came in but I could see he was a stunning blond with a great looking body. He stood at his end looking at me and then dove into the water with hardly a ripple. I waited for him to surface, treading water, and he came up almost right in front of me about 4' away. Looking at me with piercing blue eyes and shaking the water from his close trimmed hair, he said, "Hi, water is great isn't it?"
He had a radiant smile with brilliant white teeth and I stammered "Yeah. I was wondering when you were going to come up for air. That's a long swim underwater from the other end."
Grinning at me, he said "I usually do one and a half laps underwater but I saw you swimming down at this end. You don't swim here often do you? I'm here almost every weekend and can't remember seeing you." We both were treading water and I could see the muscles rippling in his shoulders and arms.
"No." I said. "My ship just got in last week and this is my first time here."
"That would make you a sailor if your ship just got in. You look a little young for Merchant Marine." He said with a quizzical look on his face.
"Yeah, you pegged it. I'm 27, guess that is still young. We don't have a swimming pool on board and I miss swimming and working out." We had worked our way to the shallow 4' end of the pool and he stood up. His body gleamed with the wetness under the strong overhead lights. Running his fingers through his hair as he threw his head backwards, I could see his firm biceps and the golden hair in his armpits. His pectoral muscles were defined but not bulging and his large light brown nipples were erect.
"My name is Ronald. I'm 21 and you don't look 27." He said. "Ronald Webber."
"Nice meeting you Ronald, Dale Carter. I thought maybe you were about that age but I was thinking 19 or 20, maybe 21."
"You want to pace a few laps Dale? I like having someone swimming with me, makes it more fun."
"From the way you dove in Ronald, you are probably a better swimmer then I am."
"From the looks of your body, I doubt it but what the hell we are only going to pace each other not race. Lets go." Leading off with me almost alongside, I could tell he was a much better swimmer but I stayed with him without too much trouble.
Reaching the shallow end after about 5 laps, Ronald swung himself up on the pool edge. I followed and we say alongside each other catching our breath.
"Hey Dale, that was pretty good. You sell yourself a little short, nothing wrong with the way you swim." Ronald said as he wiped the water off his arms and chest with his hands almost deliberately.
I watched him and was having a hell of a hard time not getting a hard-on. I could feel that telltale pressure that indicated it wanted to come up but I was exerting every ounce of will power I could so it would not happen. I shook my head and glancing over at him I could see his eyes running over my body. I looked down at his crotch where he had a thick bush of golden almost platinum pubic hair. His cock in a flaccid state was about 4" long and resting on very large testicles. Right at his left hip joint he had a small coiled black and blue snake tattoo.
He saw me looking and stretched his leg out so I could see it better. I said, "That must have hurt having that done Ronald?"
"Mostly it just tingled. They put some kind of an anesthetic on the skin before they did it. I still got about half a hard-on feeling the needle. You ever thought about one done?" He asked.
"No but it looks good on you. Your blond hair makes the color stand out. With my dark hair it wouldn't look as good." I said.
"They have all different types they can do Dale. With that thick bush of brown hair you have a Monarch butterfly would probably look great. I can tell you were to go if you want it done. It's not far from here."
"Maybe later. They guys on the ship would have a field day with me if they saw it when I took a shower." I said.
"If you decide to have it done, the place is called International Tattooing on Washington Ave. It's only a couple of blocks from the "Y". I got to be going Dale. I need a shower to get this chlorine off of me. Will you be coming back again soon? I like swimming with you." He asked.
"Yeah Ronald." I said. "I'll be back next weekend. Maybe we could get that tattoo done if you would take me there?"
"Sure, where do you stay when you are in town, here at the "Y"? Most sailors do."
"Yeah." I said. "I would like to stay at a hotel but they cost a lot more then the "Y" does."
"Tell you what Dale." Ronald said running his eyes over me again. "I was coming in next weekend and going to stay at the La Touraine over off the Commons. Would you like to share a room there? It should cost us about $15.00 apiece. That's not too bad is it? I got a couple of things that I have to do and then we could hang out and get that tattoo done. If you want too."
Ronald had cocked his left leg up on the edge of the pool and my heart was racing at the sight of his thick uncut cock sort of swelling and moving in his crotch. I slipped into the water again trying to avoid him seeing my cock stiffening and stretching. Looking up at him, his eyes shining with a small smile on his face, I said "Man, we just met not an hour ago Ron."
"I know that Dale but I got a hunch I can trust you not to rape me or knock me in the head. I'm glad you changed Ronald to Ron, I was going to ask you to if you hadn't. My dad's name is Ronald but I like being called Ron or Ronnie. I'm not a junior though he has a different middle name then mine and you don't want to know what that is. How about it, you want to meet me next Friday or Saturday? I'd like to hang around longer but can't, got something to do tonight."
Ron's crotch was at eye level and I could see his cock had thickened a little. My cock was hard as steel and I bet he could see it through the clear water. Looking up quick, I said, "You got a date Ron. How about we meet at around 1730? Oh, I'm sorry 5:30PM, we get into a habit telling time that way."
Ron flashed a brilliant smile at me and said, "I knew that Dale. See you then. Don't hurt yourself in here alone. Okay?"
"I won't, wouldn't want to stand you up next weekend." I said.
Standing up quickly and stretching sideways, his cock swinging he looked down at me and said "I wouldn't want you too either." With a quick goodbye Ron walked off down to the shower room door.
I watched as he walked away and for the first time noticed he didn't have a tan line and his bronze skin gleamed, his muscles rippling as he walked. Reaching the door, he turned waving and I could have sworn he had a full hard-on. I took my underwater cock in my hand and slowly stroked myself to a jolting climax wondering why I didn't have the guts to make a real pass at him. I watched my sperm float to the surface in long milky strands. Scooping some of it up, I licked if from my palm wishing it was his.
I spent the rest of the weekend bumming around and made it a point of walking over to Washington Ave. to check out the tattoo shop. It was where Ron had said and looked pretty clean. Saturday night I had a few beers in a joint on Washington called of all things "The Washington Bar", can you beat that? There were some nice looking guys hanging out nursing their beers and you could tell they were looking for a pickup. They were probably hustlers for the most part and until I learned a little more about the men of Boston, I waited for someone to put the make on me. Hustlers usually just hitch up their crotches pulling at their cocks and trying to get your interest. I was interested but not in one of them, Ron was on my mind and his cute ass and great body stayed in my mind. A cute sailor maybe 17 or 18 and in uniform sat sideways on a barstool once removed from mine and kept rubbing his crotch looking at me. He did have a nice thick cock stretching down the left side of his leg and it showed how big it was in his tight fitting blue uniform.
I was still horny even though I had jerked off in the pool. Breaking my rule of no sailors, I turned sideways facing him and rubbed my cock stretching down alongside my leg. Almost with a mind of its own, it started swelling while I looked at the sailor rubbing and squeezing his meat. The cute sailor moved over next to me and reached for my hard cock, stroking it and smiling at me. Leaning over a little closer he whispered, "You got some place we can go? I'm staying at the "Y" and you can't get in after hours with someone.
Looking at him and taking a pull on my beer, I wondered should I tell him or not that I was staying there. "What room you staying in?" I asked.
He looked around for a second and then he said, "I'm staying in room 212 but they won't let you in. I wish you could get in. I just got out of boot camp but I decided to stay overnight here before going on home on leave. After 9 weeks in training, my nuts are about to explode I ain't had sex in so long."
"Just out of boot camp? How old are you?" I asked feeling my cock being squeezed under the bar overhang.
"I'm 18 and man I need sex with someone bad. I bet you are hot in bed. I was about to give up when you walked in. These other guys look kind of hard and I don't want no trouble."
"You shouldn't be in uniform then, that gets you into trouble sometimes." I said feeling hornier and hornier. "You keep squeezing my cock and it's going to explode here."
"That's what I want. Where can we go? I don't care right now I'm so hard up. A dark alley or something where we can suck each other off if that is all we can do and what you want. I need to drop my load real bad. I wore my uniform thinking it would be easer to make out. Lot's of guys seem to like sailors in uniform."
I was glad to hear he was 18 and not some juvenile that could get you sent away and kicked out of the Navy. We could get kicked out if we were ever caught but the odds of our ever seeing each other again were remote. Turning to look at him I said, "Were both are lucky then. I've got a room at the "Y"."
"You do? Your not shitting me are you? I can come too your room if you do." He said, his face brightening with shining dark eyes.
"You said you were in 212 didn't you? You go ahead and I'll follow and come down to your room. Okay?"
"Mister, please don't fuck with me. I ain't kidding about being horny but I don't want trouble. Your not a cop are you?"
"No trouble kid, you got me just as horny as you are playing with my cock like you are. What's your name?" I asked as he took his hand of my throbbing cock. I could feel the pre-cum starting to ooze from my piss slit.
Looking at me close for a moment, he said "Brian, what's yours?"
"Dale. Go ahead, I'll be close behind and no, I'm not a cop."
I watched as Brian walked to the door before standing up and throwing a couple of bucks on the bar. He looked over his shoulder to see if I was coming and then went out. I walked casually for some reason. I guess I was trying to fool the hustlers hanging around. Stepping outside I saw Brian about half a block in front and when he saw me following he picked up his pace a little. Reaching the front door of the "Y", he looked back again at me before going in. I reached the door and saw him getting on the elevator still looking to see me. I stepped inside before the elevator door closed and the operator took it up. Watching for what floor he got off on, it registered 2nd and then started coming back down.
When the doors opened, I stepped inside and asked for the 4th floor. The operator asked me for my key before he closed the doors.
I walked to my room and took off my jacket, watch, ring and put my wallet & other stuff inside the pillow case on the bed. Checking to be sure I had condoms,I locked the door and went to the steps. You could walk between floor using the steps but at the 2nd floor landing they had a wire mesh barricade with a gate from wall to wall. I often wondered if it was legal and met fire code regulations for the steps to be blocked like that but guess it was for security reasons. Seemed kind of silly since anyone could walk up or down otherwise if they wanted too. You need to stay in a "Y" in order to know just want went on in them, plenty.
I reached 212 and tapped lightly on the door. Brian cracked the door about an inch before opening it. He had stripped and was wearing only a pair of jockeys that were tented like the big top of a Barnum and Bailey Circus, this boy was really horny. I closed the door quietly and put the safety chain in place. Turning around Brian was all over me like stink on shit kissing and driving his hard cock into me. I kissed him like a hungry wolf and we devoured each other's tongues while my cock hardened and strained for release. My ribs were about to break he was squeezing me so tight and had me pressed back against the door.
Breaking his embrace I pushed him back a little and said, "Whoa bud, let me breath and get undressed."
"God but you feel good even in clothes. I told you I hadn't had sex in over 9 weeks except for jerking off. Let me help you get out of those things."
Brian started unsnapping my jeans with trembling fingers while I pulled my T-shirt off. He unzipped my fly and pushed my jeans down. My cock jumped out and slapped up against my hard gut with the crack of hard skin on hard skin. Stepping out of the pants I stood there for just a second while he almost ripped his jockeys off.
Looking at me his eyes gleaming he said, "I knew you weren't wearing shorts, I could feel it. Jesus, what a body and that big thick cock. Man, I want all of you anyway you want. Fuck me, suck me, whatever you want Dale."
Damn. Talk about one horny kid. I watched as he shed his jockeys and threw himself on the small bed, his cock swinging and slapping on his hard gut. Looking over his body I could see he had worked out and boot camp probably helped out. He was maybe 5'11", not much over 6' if that. His body was lean smooth muscle with good definition, broad shoulders with a narrow waist and tight buns. His cock was long and uncut jutting out of a thick bush of light brown almost golden hair and big balls that looked full. I could see the gleam in his lust filled eyes. My cock throbbed, almost aching as I stepped to the bed and lowered myself covering his body pressing my hard cock down on his. Brian gasped and wrapped his arms around my chest locking his hands as his lips searched for mine. I felt my heart beating and ground my groin against him as we kissed with a consuming passion. Brian's body was almost hot as fire as he squeezed me tighter and looked into my eyes saying, "You feel great Dale. God but you feel good laying on me."
I didn't say anything and continued grinding my hard cock into him. Nuzzling his neck I kissed and lip bit his smooth flesh feeling his hands running over my back. Slowly licking and kissing I took one hard tit in my mouth and sucked feeling Brian twisting and pushing himself tighter against my sucking mouth. Biting and nibbling my way down over his hard stomach tasting the sweat and smelling his almost musky boy smell. I cold feel the lust rising up from my loins and the pre-cum dripping as I took his cock in my mouth and forced the foreskin back as I slowly devoured him inch by inch as images of Ron were flashing through my brain. I wanted this kid and I wanted Ron.
I slowly humped Brian's thick thighs as I worked his cock deep into my throat tasting the salty sweet pre-cum that was flowing from his piss slit. My nose touched the hair surrounding his balls and I took them in my hand and massaged them gently as my throat muscles worked the head of his cock as his hips were pushing upwards driving as much of his cock into my mouth as he could get. I withdrew and looking up at him I said "You like that don't you?" I ran my hand over his heaving chest and I could feel his heart racing.
"Don't stop Dale, I'm going to cum any second. Suck me please, get it out of me." Brian said lifting his hips too me.
I took his throbbing cock in my hand and drove my mouth down swallowing every inch in one downward motion setting into place a driving sucking tempo as my free hand worked his balls. I sucked him 3 or 4 times and without warning his body tensed and I felt his balls tighten as he shot stream after stream of hot molten cream down my throat his hips driving violently upward as his back arched up off the bed. Withdrawing, my lips gripping the head of his cock I tasted his cream and my tongue mixed his cum with my saliva as he slowly relaxed moaning in muffled sounds with his face buried in the pillow. My cock was hard as steel as just as suddenly streams of my cum shot up over his thigh as my lips tightened on his softening cock. I drained the last drops of his juice and I could feel the flow of my cum subsiding and my body relaxing against him. My breathing slowly returned to normal as I slid up over him. Pressing my lips on his he opened his and I slid my tongue in depositing the residue of his cum in his mouth mixing it until he swallowed tasting some of what he had shot down my throat.
We both lay there for a few minutes drifting in the erotic haze of sated lust. Sweat covered us in a thin sheen and mixed with the sperm I had shot over his thigh and groin. Slipping off of Brian I looked at him and as he opened his eyes, I said, "You weren't kidding were you about not having sex? I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to drain your balls."
Brian smiled and looking at me he said, "That was just for starters Dale unless you are finished. I hope you aren't, you shot your load pretty fast yourself."
"Christ Brian. With someone as hot as you, who wouldn't cum" I said.
We lay there running our hands over each other feeling muscles rippling. I looked down at him, his chest rising and falling gently. "Brian" I said. "You have a nice body, smooth and nicely muscled. You work out any?"
"I did some while in high school and at home. Mostly it comes from swimming and just working with my dad on the farm back home." Brian said.
"Where's home at?"
"Over in Concord, New Hampshire. We have a small dairy farm just outside of the city, about 90 acres. My older brother and I help out on it. I got tired of working with cows and just jerking off. I knew I was gay and wanted to get away where I could meet some other gay guys. After I graduated I joined the Navy, seem like the best way to get off the farm. I sure was glad when you walked into the bar tonight Dale."
I listened to what was almost like a true confession and asked him "Brian, how many men you been in bed with?"
"I knew you were going to ask me that. Does it make any difference if I tell you that you're the first?" Brian said a little worried and sheepishly.
"No not really. We all have to start with someone. I had kind of figured it out by he way you were talking in the bar and when I got here you almost attacked me."
"To tell you the truth Dale, I didn't think you were going to follow me. I don't know what I would have done then except come on back here and jerk off again. You are the first guy I ever approached and I wasn't sure if you liked me."
"Well Brian, with you rubbing that long cock in your pants and then squeezing mine like you did was enough. I was just about as horny as you. Hell, teenagers are always horny but I was worried about how old you were. You do have a pretty good looking piece of meat on you and your damned cute."
"Yeah, I am pretty big but not as thick as yours is. You look like my brother and he is huge. We jerked off together and when he got hard it was something. I guess he has over 8" but we never measured. The bad thing is I wanted to suck him off. " Brian said.
"Did you tell him you were gay?" I said as I ran my hands over his stomach feeling his cock starting to get hard again.
"Yeah, I told him and he told me I better not let dad find out about it. That's another reason I joined the Navy."
We laid there a little longer feeling each other and my cock started to get hard again. Brian reached down and started slowly stroking me until I was hard and then looking at me he said, "Can I suck your cock Dale?"
"You haven't sucked a man's cock before have you Brian?"
"No but I want too. Let me please."
I rolled over on my back while Brian sat up and leaning down he took me in his mouth. The thickness made his mouth stretch as he slowly started down on me but his teeth started scraping the head and I told him to cover them with his lips and go slow. I was trying to remember the last time I was sucked off by a virgin and thinking of Ron at the same time. My cock was steel hard as Brian slowly swallowed until I felt the head touching the back of his mouth. Brian pushed a little more and I heard him gag. Placing my hand on the back of his neck, I told him not to try that just yet but suck on what he could get in his mouth and jerk me off with his hand as he sucked me.
Brian withdrew and said, "I have to learn how sometime, tell me what to do. I want to get all of you in and down my throat like you did me."
For some reason, I was enjoying the thought of being sucked off by Brian and my cock sliding down his virgin throat. It was almost like fucking a virgin ass. Lifting myself up on one elbow, I ran my hand through his hair and down the back of his neck. "Brian, slide your butt up this way until your chest is almost parallel with mine and you are looking down my cock to my balls. When my cock touches the back of your mouth, let it rest for just a moment and then swallow like you were drinking something and push down at the same time. You will feel it sort of bending a little and then slide on down slow not fast. Okay?"
Brian took the head of my cock back in his mouth and I watched the erotic sight from the faint light coming through the window. My cock felt like it had expanded and gotten thicker as he slowly slid his lips down pushing my foreskin back exposing the sensitive glans at the base of the head. Brian was trying to run his tongue over the length and I felt the head touching the back of his mouth. I laid back and waited hoping he would be able to take all of it down his throat. Brian took a deep breath and swallowed as I helped out by raising my hips slightly as he pushed. The head of my cock slipped a little further down and Brian sort of gag/heaved but he pushed his head on down and slowly my cock slipped deeper in his throat until I felt his nose touching my balls. I held his head gently down as he got used to my cock being so deep. I felt waves after wave of heat surging up from my groin covering my body as he worked his throat muscles around the head. Taking my hand away, Brian started a slow withdrawal and then down again only gagging slightly as my cock slid downward. With two or three more long slow motions he was sucking washing my cock the entire length. I groaned at the pleasure that was coursing through my veins and I could feel my balls churning in their sac slowly drawing as my juices started to rise getting ready to explode and fill his gullet. I looked down and Brian was jerking his cock off in tempo with his sucking of mine and I slipped over the edge my cock hardening and gushing streams of my nut sacs cream. Brian swallowed but the load was more then he could handle and it started pouring from his mouth into my thick pubic bush. The feelings were so intense I held his head in place as I felt the last stream gushing and my cock starting to soften. Brian had moaned as he climaxed shooting more of his cream up on his chest and stomach. The electric shock of his moaning increased the exotic feeling of his mouth sucking on me.
Brian squeezed his lips tight around my shaft as I had done him while my cock slipped from his mouth as he withdrew falling back with his head resting next to mine his breathing coming in great heaving gasps slowly returning to normal as he relaxed. I ran my hand over his smooth muscled chest spreading his cum, mixing it with the sweat. Leaning over Brian's body I licked the cum and sweat from his pectoral muscles feeling his body tighten and a low moan escape from his lips. I couldn't help but think Ron might be just like this and I felt just a little guilty after what we had just done together and the way Brian seemed to trust me.
Licking most of the cum off of his chest I kissed him and again my tongue dropped some of his cum on his tongue. Swallowing what I had given him Brian opened his eyes and I could see in the soft dark depths a pride.
Lifting his body over mine, Brian kissed me softly his eyes still shining and said, "That was awesome Dale, thanks for letting me do it and helping me out."
"I didn't do anything, you did it all Brian. I really enjoyed it."
"You told me how and you pushed your hips up just as I was about to quit. I didn't think I could take all of you like you did me." Brian said.
"Brian." I said. "When you are having sex with someone, just take it slow and easy. There is no need to rush it. Both you and your partner will enjoy it more that way. Feel it, enjoy it and there will be greater pleasure for both of you."
I started to get out of the bed and Brian took my arm. Looking at me, he said, "You don't have to go you know. Why not stay here with me?
"I wasn't leaving Brian. I wanted to get a towel and wet it down so we could wipe ourselves off unless you want to take a shower down the hall?"
"Lets take as shower, I want to look at you some more."
We both grabbed a towel and wrapped them around our waists covering up still slightly hard cocks. Slipping shoes on, Brian got his key and we went out of the room. Nobody was in the hallway at that time of the evening but we still tried to move quietly. The shower room was empty and turning on the water we both soaped up paying particular attention to our cocks and balls. The water glistened on both of us and I could see that Brian was almost as tall as me. The muscles rippled on his back and chest as he ran his soapy hands over his body. The sensual display was erotic and I could feel a surging in my cock seeing him starting to get hard from massaging his body. Brian had a really nice body and seemed to enjoy showing it and I could see his eyes running over me. We both stood there under the hot water and slowly stroked our cocks looking into each others eyes. I watched Brian increasing his tempo and I could feel the telltale thickening and hardening that was the prelude to another body consuming climax. Brian's eyes were glued on my hand as I matched him stroke for stroke the steam billowing up around us. With just the hint of warning my head snapped back and my hips thrust forward as I felt my cock shooting gobs of cum up and down on the floor of the shower. I heard Brian groan and I saw his cock jerking letting his juice fly up and down in huge streams. We moved too each other and kissed passionately as cum was still flowing from our cocks the hot water seemingly helping in the passion we both felt. Grinding our hips together we mixed our juices before the water washed it down the floor drain. All thoughts of Ron had left my head in the passion of having this boy cumming with me.
The Turks knew what having a boy for sex was all about and they weren't wrong. Sex with a teenage boy always seemed to be more erotic and sensual. I hadn't shot three loads like I had with someone else in a long time and my body told me I wanted it. The feeling of being alive with someone coursed through me like electricity swelling my muscles.
Turning the water off, we dried off returning to Brian's room. Brian turned the covers back and we slid between the sheets. He snuggled close and I could feel his heart beating as he breathed slow with his head resting on my chest. After a few minutes he moved and looking at me he said, "Dale, do you think we might see each other again? I hate thinking we might not."
Laying there for a few minutes thinking before I answered, "do I tell him or not?"
"Dale, is something wrong? Did I say the wrong thing just now?"
"No Brian. You didn't say the wrong thing, not really. You told me you were on your way home for leave didn't you? Where do you go after your leave?"
"I'm supposed to report to someplace in Norfolk, Virginia called the Naval Receiving Station. Something about training and all that stuff from what I can understand. I wanted to get on a ship but not now I guess." Brian said.
" You'll find all that stuff out when you get there I guess Brian. How are you going home, bus, train? You hanging around for the rest of the weekend?" I said.
"No, I'm leaving in the morning on Greyhound. It takes about 6 hrs from here to Concord and then my brother will meet me. I've only got 13 days at home left on my leave before I got to report down there. Do you live here Dale? I'd sure like to see you again if I can."
"Sorry Brian, I live in Ohio, just here on business and I leave on Monday. If you are catching a bus in the morning, you better get some sleep." I said getting out of bed to dress.
"Can't you stay with me Dale? Please."
"Brian, if I stay with you neither one of us will get any sleep. What time does your bus leave tomorrow, maybe we can have breakfast in the "Y" cafeteria before you leave."
"I have to catch the bus at 10:30. I sure would like for you to stay though."
"Get some sleep Brian and I'll meet you in the morning, 8 o'clock be okay?" I said running my eyes over his body. I was tempted but knew it was best to break clean.
"Okay Dale. If you can't stay with me, I'll see you in the morning."
I kissed him quick on the forehead and slipped out of the room without looking back or I might have changed my mind.
I almost ran up the steps to my room on the 4th floor. Stripping down and getting into bed, my mind was racing thinking all kinds of stuff. I had met Ron in the pool and made a date for next weekend and then got myself into trouble having sex with Brian even though I knew he was in the Navy. The kid was great but I didn't want to get in any deeper when he started talking about us seeing each other again. First timers like Brian don't really know what gay sex is all about other then being in bed with another man. He was heading for Norfolk and there was not much of a chance we would ever meet again. Besides, I thought, I still wanted to keep that date with Ron and hoped he would show up. I pulled the sheets up over me and slowly slipped off into sleep holding my half hard cock thinking of Brian and then Ron and his gorgeous body.
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