WOODY By Lee Mariner
October 2002
DISCLAIMER: This is a gay story and it will describe sexual acts between young men. The names of the characters have been changed and some license has been taken describing the events but it is basically a true story. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.
PLEASE DO NOT ENGAGE IN UNPROTECTED SEX AS IT CAN LEAD TO A LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCE. THE SETTING OF THIS STORY WAS CONSIDERABLY BEFORE THE OUTBREAK OF HIV/AIDS AND SAFE SEX WAS NOT GENERALLY PRACTICED. "BE SAFE"
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Copyright: October 2002 - Author: Lee Mariner - All Rights are Reserved.
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Chapter #3
Woody was right, the coffee did taste like burnt ashes and it didn't help my ugly mood. Doing a turnaround and going back down river after a night assignment did not bother me, I'd done it before. Being told by a seaman, who had read a note left by the Yard Chief for me, was irritating. Politics and arrogant assholes was one of the things I didn't like about the Navy. I was learning to live with it but the coffee wasn't helping."
"Joey, you could have at least made a fresh pot while I was at the Yard Office. This stuff will take rust off of steel." I said while pulling my dungarees and shirt off tossing them on the bench seat behind the mess table and sitting back down.
"Sorry about that but I didn't think you would want anymore. Maybe some cream will make it taste better." He said standing the hatchway naked.
He had an impish grin on his face, his eyes sparkled and he had a disheveled look, his sandy brown/blond hair a mess. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he looked at me, his semi flaccid cock swelling its pink head slowly emerging as it grew. I couldn't take my eyes off of him as he moved to where I was sitting at the small mess table.
Woody wasn't built like Charles Atlas but his body was smooth evenly muscled. Muscles rippled under the broad expanse of his full muscled chest flowing smoothly down over his body too his narrow hips and hard flat stomach with a hint of ripped abdominal muscles. A silky golden bush covered his pelvis surrounding the base of his thick swelling cock throbbing with the power that surged through his body.
Stopping a few inches from me, he stood grinning his mesmerizing length moving slowly waving like a young sapling in a breeze. Lifting my half full cup under its head I said quietly, "fill it Joey."
"Wouldn't you rather do it?" He said moving closer his cock almost brushing my lips.
Woody gasped as I ran my tongue over the thick length of his cock and I caught the pearls of pre-cum starting to drip from its blood engorged head in my hand before taking it in my mouth holding it with my lips.
Holding him tight with my lips I moved my head in slightly the flesh covering the head of his rod sliding back and I twisted my tongue over and around his thick cockhead hearing him groaning and I could feel the vibrations from his diaphragm as he groaned, intense feelings filling him with excitement from my mouth sucking his cock.
"Yeah Steve. Christ that feels good, suck it. Oh Christ" Woody moaned his arms wrapped around my head as he leaned over me his hips moving driving more of his huge cock deeper until he touched the back of my mouth. I gripped my cock tight with my pre-cum filled hand and matching his piston thrusts stroked in unison with each thrust feeling his nuts slapping against my chin. I felt the heat of boiling sperm in my nuts raising my cock getting harder swelling at the moment of exploding in the passionate heat of desire, lust. With a muffled groan Woody tightened and drove his hard cock into my mouth almost choking the air off filling my mouth and throat with hot creamy sperm, his life force rushing down into my gut. I almost choked from the force of his cock exploding, gushing jet after jet of his seed and I lost it. Stream after stream of my own cum exploded over my chest and gut, hot and sticky and I felt like I was going to explode.
Woody fell forward his arms holding him over me, his thick cock slowly softening, shrinking and then slipping from my mouth as my lips stripped the last drops of his sweet creamy nectar.
Pushing upwards he looked down at me lying under him and lowered his head kissing me lightly.
"Sweet Jesus Steve, that was awesome." He said softly.
"Yeah, but it was a little more cream then I bargained for Joey. I'm a mess."
"That's easy to take care of." He whispered grinning and kneeling, he started licking the sperm from my chest and stomach.
'Oh Christ Joey, you don't have to do that. Get some of the paper towels." He didn't stop and his tongue sent ecstatic shocks through me until he finished cleaning me laying his head on my stomach his arms over my thighs.
Both of us were tired but we rested like that with Woody kneeling between my legs, his head on my stomach and me lying on the cushioned seat, for several minutes. His hair felt like fine silky strands running through my fingers and I felt the warmth of his breath on my stomach as he exhaled, an inexplicable feeling of wanting him, always, filled my mind.
"Joey, you know we can't keep this up don't you?" I said softly, running my hand over his velvety smooth back. "Sooner or later someone is going to find out if we aren't careful."
Woody rose up and resting his arms on my thighs, his hands covering my still sticky pubic hair, he looked at me with soft sad eyes.
"I know Steve and it scares me. We haven't known each other that long but the first time I saw you it was like someone or something punched me in the gut and I couldn't breath. I haven't known that many men but those that I have only wanted my cock. I'd let them suck me off in a bathroom stall, in the movies or in a car, some place where no one would see us. It was just sex, getting my rocks off and they wanted to do it for me."
"That's because you are young, good looking and you've got a dick that lots of guys would love to get a hold of hanging between your legs Joey. There aren't that many guys walking around with 9" of cock. Let me get up so I can wipe off, I'm still a little sticky."
"You might be right Steve, but you aren't that much smaller then I am." He said standing and getting me a damp towel from the galley sink, his cock swinging like a clock pendulum when he moved.
"No Joey, I may not be but that's not all that I think about, men come in all sizes. None of those that I've known have ever effected me the way you have and that's what scares me." I said handing him the towel after I had wiped down with it. "I don't want us getting in trouble and you don't either."
"I don't Steve but if we are careful, we should be okay."
"It's easier said then done Joey. One slip like you almost made when Fredericks was on board, looking at each other or being around each other too much. Both of us in the showers together to often, sitting at the same table in the mess hall. Little things like that. Petty officers and seaman don't usually hang together Joey, you know that. We don't realize that we are doing it but it happens and it only takes some nosey bastard to make a few comments and people start thinking."
"Someone like Pearson. He doesn't like you Steve; he thinks you're a real shithead when you chewed him out for being late the time he was filling in for your other seaman Zisk. That's what he tells all of us when you guys aren't around."
"He's the kind I mean Joey. It only takes a couple of nasty off key remarks from someone like him. Piss ants like Pearson think they are big shit when they can get someone in trouble and the like doing it. His kind suck up too the Chief or CO and making a nasty hint where they can hear it is what he would do."
"He isn't that popular with the other guys but I guess that don't make any difference."
"We'll just have to cool it and be careful. You finished cleaning up, we better hit the sack."
"About as well as I can without taking a shower. I didn't get it all out of my hair but it'll dry okay. You gonna sleep with me Steve or in your cabin?"
"If you thought I was going to sleep in the cabin, why did you make two places next to each other in the crews bunkroom?"
"I was hoping you would want to. On the boat is the only time we can." Woody said melting into my arms holding me tight.
It wasn't going to be easy but we'd make it, I thought his lips on mine.