COURAGE AND HONOR" Gay - Military

By moc.loa@nwahSyddaD

Published on Feb 11, 2005

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I'll begin this story by telling you that my name is Rick Stevenson, but all who know me, call me Gunny! I am a lifer to the Corps and dedicated to all in which it serves. My daily routine begins at 3:30am at which point I run at least five miles, then pump weights for a solid two hours. I am in great physical condition as in the case of most Marines. By no means am I considered to be an Adonis, nor am I one of those professional body builders, but standing 6'3" and weighing in at 247 pounds, I am no boy either. My brown hair is cut in the standard horseshoe cut and my eyes are greenish blue. Proudly enough, I have more medals and ribbons than the Commandant of the Marine Corps. To say I've been through some shit would be putting it mildly. None the less, the Marine Corps way of life, is my way of living. Am I pretty boy? The answer is rather simple! Hell fucking NO! I've got a three inch scar on my left cheek and a face that tells the story of a rough way of life. Where this story happens is only known to me and is really rather unimportant.

Being the Gunny of a rather dedicated platoon of young Marines is more than a privilege, it's an honor. I had their respect and they had mine! I didn't push them and they didn't push me! The battalion commander, whose only possession in life, was his pathetic fucking college degree. He was an absolute idiot who couldn't lead a falling leaf to the ground. Just by my looks and my combat record, I put the fear of God in him, so he never fucked with me or my unit whatsoever. Now, that this bumbling buffoon of a dumb ass is out of this story, I'll get on with it.

I have been in the Marine Corps since I was 17 and now ten years later, I worked my way up to the level in which this story all begins. My parents signed the form for me to enter at the young age of 17 after I finished high school a year early. Am I gay? No, not at this point, but something happened in my platoon that would inevitably change my life forever. Just to tell you a little bit more about myself, more so, my body, I have a furry chest of black hair that dips down onto my stomach and into my crotch. My pubic bush is thick with hair and my ball sac is covered with it as well. My ass crack is hairy, but not the skin on my butt, nor do I have any hair on my back. My legs are hairy from the top of my thighs to the break of my toes, as well as my arms. Other than my backside, I am one hairy mother fucker!

After having read tons of these stories, I know some of the guys describe their cocks in AOL inches. Mine is just over 7 ½ inches, cut, and has a slight downward arch beginning in the middle of the shaft. Though the length of my dick isn't really a monster, it's the girth that I am most proud of. I haven't never really measured the thickness, but I have tried to fuck plenty of women who utterly begged me to stop, because of its thickness. My recent ex-girlfriend once held a 20 ounce soda can in one hand while putting her other hand on my erect cock. According to her, my cock was way thicker than the soda can. She left me saying that sex was jut too painful to see if our relationship would go any further.

Now, back to the story! I had never, not once, looked at another guy as a sex object, nor have I ever thought of a guy in a sexual manner in the least. I was in my office doing paperwork when a young Marine knocked on my door. As I said enter, my eyes began flickering at the vision before me. He was new to my platoon and he was in my office awaiting instructions as per any new arrival. His hair was sandy blond in a typical Marine cut fashion, and his eyebrows looked like they had been painted on with a thin black paint brush. His eye lashes were long and equally perfect, only to match pace with his stunning sky blue eyes. Standing before me, this young kid looked more like he was still in high school at the tender young age of about 14 or 15. As he stood at attention awaiting my response, I figured his height to be 5'5" to 5'7" and his weight to be close to 125 or so pounds. I couldn't believe the Marine Corps would even allow someone like him in. He seemed to be not big enough to carry a pack, much less an M-16.

He handed me his file and I instructed him to take a seat. Upon reading his file, he had entered the Corps at 17 with his parents permission. His name is Dustin Gaskins! The more I read, I found it extremely difficult to focus my attention on the words of the file, but more so, him! Dustin sat motionless in the chair opposite me as I fought with the reading of his file. As I sat there pretending to read the file, but strained my eyes on this specimen of beauty, I discovered that my cock was rock hard. In my mind, I tried to shake my head free of all these new and befuddled thoughts, but only his total beauty luxuriously filled my every thought process. He looked to pretty to be a guy! That was the bottom line! I knew I had to do something, so quickly dismissed him from my office after giving him his instructions. When he spoke upon his exit, my ears caught the most angelic voice I had ever heard to date. His voice was temptingly soft with the utmost of eloquence only befitted to someone who was as perfect as him.

Once Dustin left my office, I went straight to the head and pounded my throbbing meat. I fought with every ounce of strength I had to fantasize about some woman, but only the thought of Dustin brought me to one hell of an orgasm. For the next two weeks, my attention vastly grew on Dustin. Stealing glances every chance I could. Being in the mid heat of summer, seeing him wearing his sweat soaked t-shirt utterly made my mouth water. I was lost in a world of confusion, finding myself completely attracted to a guy, but only one whose name is Dustin Gaskins. Looking at him bending over to do something, I always found myself straining to stare at his jutting butt. Naturally, cause of his physical size, his butt was rather small, but profoundly shaped. As each day passed, I became more and more lost in his God given beauty. Even all sweaty, I found myself inhaling deeply at his natural aphrodisiac entrancing aroma. What in God's name had I become? The one thing I disliked most of all, a cock sucking faggot! Now, I was literally drooling over a young boy, all of 17. I kept on telling myself I was no faggot and that I was just going over a phase in my life.

To get down right to the nitty gritty of the story, it was the night, a Friday night to be exact, that my life as I knew it would change forever. I lived off base in a house I had purchased in a mid level income subdivision. It was 7 at night when my doorbell rang. I was wearing short running shorts, after all, this is my home. Standing in my doorway was two of my Marines with Dustin walking up behind them. To make a rather long and complicated story short, the other two Marines wanted to drop Dustin off at my house cause they had two hot numbers (women) going back to the room that all three of them shared. Naturally, Dustin was the third man out, so I graciously welcomed his companionship for the evening.

Dustin was wearing really tight 501 jeans that clearly outlined his rather non noticeable basket. He had on a pullover t-shirt that fit rather snuggly to his chest. Once the other two Marines departed with their dates, I invited Dustin to come on inside. It wasn't until he was standing in my living room that I noticed that this young gorgeous Adonis had about a one inch gap between his legs, though he was standing as if he were at attention. I felt my cock bounce to life so I quickly sat down in the recliner and eyed his every movement as he jutted his shapely butt backwards and sat down on the sofa. We chatted about our lives for a little while, while the TV was playing something neither one of us found intriguing.

Once my cock deflated, I got us some beers and resumed my position in the recliner. Normally, I would never approve of underage drinkers, but I always made an exception for a Marine. My philosophy was simple. If you're old enough to fight for this country, then you're old enough to drink! Plain and simple! After finishing off our second beers, Dustin got up to go get some more. For whatever the reason may have been, my eyes followed his shapely butt as he graciously sauntered into the kitchen. Once again, my cock bounced back to life and I had to put my left hand in my crotch to hopefully conceal my endless excitement. He had politely asked me if he could change the channel and I welcomed him to it. He stretched his right arm over to the coffee table to get the remote and hit the play button by accident. One of my porn movies was already in the DVD player and boom, instantly, we both saw some big dick guy plow this woman's asshole. To say I was mortified would be saying it lightly, but Dustin just uttered, "Wow, she's taking his big dick right up her ass!" Then he turned to face me and angelically asked, "Gunny, you mind if we watch this?" Fluttered and unable to speak, I just nodded my head.

If my cock wasn't hard enough before, it became painfully erect now. Scene after anal plugging scene flung before our very eyes. This was a four hour DVD and we had been watching it since the very first scene. I thought Dustin was completely engrossed in the movie, so I stole the opportunity to get us some more beers. My cock was harder than a piece of metal as I placed his beer in front of him. I tried to hold my boner down with my left hand as I placed his beer down, then quickly shot back to the safety of the recliner, but Dustin eagerly stated, "Damn Gunny, this shit got you fired up too!" Like a fool, I replied, "Yeah!" While the movie played, all I could think of was Dustin laying in my bed, totally nude. For some unknown reason, I wanted to taste whatever prize lay hidden between that one inch gap between his slender legs. At this point, all Dustin had to do was drop his drawers and I would have wasted no time in crawling between his legs and doing the unthinkable.

As the movie played, I noticed that Dustin's arms had no hairs on them whatsoever, nor could I get a straight shot at his basket. He was looking at the movie and I was drooling over him. My shorts were drenched with pre cum and my cock throbbed in misery. My attention was drawn to his voice as he pointed at the TV and excitingly said, "Holy shit, that dude has one fat cock. I know he aint going to fuck her in the ass with that thing!" Sure enough, I looked at the guy and he had one that was thicker than mine, longer too. Just in the case as the previous scenes, the guy shoved his fat fucker straight up her ass and the lady kept on begging for more. Dustin yelped, "Holy fuck! She's taking it! Damn, I bet she feels full now. I know I would be!" As he tossed that last sentence out, he quickly shot me a glance to see whether or not I heard his words. Not even a deaf man in my position would have missed his last sentence. I know I sure as fuck didn't!

Teasingly, I said, "Damn Dustin, as little as you are, that thing would split you in two!" He looked at me, then smiled, forcing his two little dimples on his cheeks to match his breathtaking beauty. He didn't offer any response, but turned his attention back to the fuck scene. A few seconds later, he gulped down his beer and stood up. My eyes locked onto his now noticeable basket. It was still kind of small, but it was a definite protruding pouch. He leaned over me to get my empty can and I immediately began sniffing his soapy fresh scent while still keeping both eyes locked onto his hidden treasure. I wanted so badly to reach out and latch onto him with both hands, but I was frozen in time and scared of the reality before me. After all, I hated faggots, but here I am, all alone with the one guy who I constantly jacked-off about since his arrival to my platoon. The one thing I hated, I now longed for. Another man's cock!

Some two hours later, and several pisses in between, Dustin finally cut the TV off and we just sat there talking about trivial crap. We talked about each others ex girlfriends and I discovered through our conversation that Dustin was more on the kinky side of things. He told me about his ex high school girlfriend who was just as kinky as himself. She used to lick his asshole for a long time, stick her fingers inside his hole, use objects to penetrate, and always drank his cum. The more he talked about her, the more I wished I was her. The beer started taking its toll on me and I became a little more comfortable talking about my past sex life. I confessed about my last girlfriend telling him that she said our sex life was too painful for her. I even went as far as telling him about her comparing my cock with the soda can saying my cock was thicker than the can.

Dustin stood up, holding his beer in his left hand and walked up to the edge of the recliner, and blistered my ears saying, "Okay Gunny, let's compare your dick with my beer can. I'll be the judge! Stand up so I can give you the official results!" My legs shook ferociously as I stood straight up. My cock pressed hard against the thin fabric of my shorts. Dustin angelically whispered, "Pull your shorts down Gunny!" I hooked the inseams and slid them down letting them fall to my ankles. My cock sprang into view and Dustin just kept looking at it while I kept my eyes on his gorgeous face. Dustin responded by saying, "Hot damn Gunny! That's one thick mother fucker! Jesus Christ, that thing aint no dick, it's a fucking weapon!" I stood there offering not a word, but as soon as his right hand touched the skin on my cock, millions upon millions of volts of electricity scorched my entire body. His touch was elegant and soft as he stretched his fingers to just touch the one side of my erection. Dustin sank to his knees while lifting my man meat straight up. He put his beer can next to my cock and the heat from his hand and the coldness of the beer can forced my cock to dance in his clutches.

He turned my cock in all sorts of angles while his hot breath beat down on my open pre cum dripping piss slit. For about three or so minutes, Dustin inspected my cock while comparing it with the beer can. He got up and sat back on the sofa and I had to ask, "Well, what are your findings?" He shook his head, smiled deeply, and said, "Congratulations, your dick is way thicker than this can! Damn Gunny, how'd you get that so fucking thick?" My response was pure and simple, "Born with it!" He had inspected my cock and I thought turn around was fair play, so I asked, "So Dustin, what can I compare your dick to?" He let out a forced chuckle, then quickly shot back, "What dick? You got a pencil?" I fired right back, "Come on now, it's thicker than any pencil. Let me compare it with something." Dustin licked his brilliant thin pink lips, then uttered, "You don't have anything small enough. The only thing my dick is good for is shooting sperm. I can shoot a pretty far distance and with a good bit too. My last girlfriend tried to swallow my cum once, but she got all pissed off when she gagged and yanked my dick out of her mouth, causing me to shoot the rest of my shit in her face and hair."

Holding back the desire to see his treasure no longer, I got up and walked over in front of him and said, "It's my turn now! Stand up and drop your shit!" Dustin looked up at me and I extended a hand to offer him assistance in getting up off the sofa. I backed up a few inches as he unbuttoned his jeans and my eyes followed his clothing as he slid them down. I stopped him once he was about to show me his cock and instructed him to take off his shirt, which he did. Once he tossed his shirt onto the sofa, his hands returned to his jeans and began pulling them down. His chest was bare of any hair and his nipples were small, but amazingly erect. His stomach was coated with a set of perfectly defined abdomen muscles which wrinkled upon his every move. His belly button wasn't an inny, nor an outty. Just a couple of circles over lapping the other. He didn't even have a goody trail either. The young Marine was literally void of any hair form on his God given Adonis perfect body.

Like a professional dancer doing a strip tease, Dustin slowly pushed his garments down. His pubic region was as hairless as a new born baby's bottom until he reached further down and that's when I saw the beginning of a perfect V shaped soft and curly black pubic hair. He only had about an inch worth of hair before I got to see the base of his erect cock. My heart pounded heavily and my palms were distinctly sweaty. Dustin spoke softly, "Now don't laugh when I drop my drawers. I've already told you it is really nothing to see." I could see his now protruding hip bones as the material lowered one final inch and out popped his rock hard young Marine cock. It stood straight out from his muscular little frame without any arch to it whatsoever. Rock hard, it was about five inches long and very slender. The head of his slender cock was just barely covered with foreskin, giving it the appearance of a sneak peak to his piss slit. It was very creamy in color and it throbbed, causing his rock hard beauty to bounce softly in the room's air. As his pants and underwear lowered, I could see his medium sized perfectly shaped nuggets as they hung low a good three inches from the base of his cock. The sac itself only had a few lost strands of small curly dark hair. Dustin allowed his jeans and underwear to fall to his ankles as I was now on my knees, dazing into his pre cum oozing piss slit.

My right hand shook as I raised it to grip onto Dustin's young pole. As soon as my hand made contact with his electrifying cock, I almost fainted. This was the fist time I had ever touched another man's cock, but from the first feeling, I already knew in my mind, I never wanted to let go. My fingers easily wrapped around the shaft of his cock as the silky skin on his cock was smoothly slid backwards to reveal a missile shaped cock head. It was a hot pinkish color and his pre cum began oozing out profusely. My left hand swung out to cup his wonderful, silky to the touch, free swinging balls. All Dustin had to do was give me some indication that he wanted me to suck his cock and I would have happily done so, but he just stood there not saying a word. My right hand instinctively slowly jacked his hard cock while my left hand fondled his perfect balls.

My nostrils inhaled deeply, capturing his freshly soaped intoxicating aroma, mixed with his natural aphrodisiac entrancing scent. Dustin's words brought me back to reality, "So Gunny, what do you think that little dick is compared to?" Keeping my hands on his cock and balls, I cleared my throat, then roughly whispered, "Beauty!" Dustin sort of giggled, then asked, "Beauty, what do you mean by that Gunny?" I thought for a second, but kept my hands on his steaming package, then replied, "It's just beautiful, I guess!" Dustin did a side step, bent over and pulled his jeans and underwear back up, then sat back on the sofa. I was still on my knees, relishing the fact I had just touched another man's cock and balls. I walked into the kitchen and got us two more beers, handed one to Dustin and sat back down in the recliner.

Dustin took a sip of his beer, sat it down, cleared his throat, then softly spoke, "Gunny, I can see why you have some problems with women. I've never seen a cock so thick before. On the brighter side of things, I know plenty of people who would love to feel that thick beast fill their ass. Your girlfriend is stupid not to want to stay with you cause of the thickness of your cock. I know if I met someone, I wouldn't end a relationship cause of something like that." I just shook my head still baffled over feeling Dustin's hard cock and piping hot balls. His scent still remained inside my nostrils and as each second ticked by, I was getting hotter and hotter.

I looked at him and muster up the courage to ask, "Dustin, have you ever been with a guy?" His smile was priceless as he looked me into the eyes and softly replied, "Gunny, yeah, I've been with some guys before, but I'm not all that experienced at it. When I fooled around with another guy, I've always been the bottom and I really enjoy it. Because of the size of my dick, I've had my problems with the girls, but with the guys, they seem not to care about my dick size. And one other thing. I am really picky when it comes to doing anything with a guy. I'm not into the pretty boy types. I like my men to be a man, not a boy." I was still sitting there frozen in time when Dustin added, "Gunny, are you gay, bisexual, or just curious?"

Looking him into his eyes, I blurted out all of my honesty, "Right now, I don't even know what I am. All of my life, I've hated faggots and all in which they stood for. But just recently, something weird has taken control of my life and I don't know how to fight it. Everything I hated, I now have become. I've dedicated my life to the Marine Corps and can't think of dishonoring it in such a way of me being a cock sucker, a faggot if you will. To me, that would be a disgrace!" Dustin got up and knelt down to my left side and placed his left hand on my thigh, then angelically whispered, "Your way of thinking is wrong! Regardless of whom you choose to have sex with, has nothing to do with how well you perform your Marine Corps duties. Because of you, your experience, your dedication, and your reputation, you have a whole platoon who will follow you straight into the belly of Hell! That sir, is honor, not dishonor. I've never seen combat, nor do I want to, but if the time comes, I can't think of anyone I'd rather go with, than you. Not to change the subject, but I remember the first time I had sex with another guy. I was petrified and excited all at the same time. When it was all said and done, I felt guilty, thinking that I did something terribly wrong. One day, I realized that I no longer cared what other people might say. How could something be so wrong, yet, feel so perfectly right? Opposites attract, and for me, being so little and basically hairless, I like my men rugged looking, hairy, not smooth, and older!"

I didn't know what to say, but only could look into his gorgeous, flashing eyes. Dustin smiled, then asked, "Gunny, if there was anything in the world you could do right now, what would that one thing be?" The words just wouldn't come out no matter how hard I tried in vain to spit them out. I wanted so badly to kiss him, to hold him, to make love to him, but I was unable to find the courage needed to tell him. He saw I was lost for words and must have seen my face turn two shades whiter, cause he scooted his gorgeous muscular frame between my legs, placing both hands on my upper thighs and softly whispered, "You want the same thing in life I want, to be and feel special. I already know, or at least I have a pretty good idea what you want. You are way too much of a man to speak the truth. I know that! You are a hero in the eyes of many and a Marine in the eyes of all! I can respect and honor you for that! By no means is courage to tell me the truth dishonorable. It is your way of life that is the honor and creed in which others follow, to death, if need be!"

As if life couldn't get any tougher for me, the reality of being in the seclusion of my own home with Dustin, all alone, just got tougher. He wasn't aware of the devastating emotions he was firing upon me with his hands caressing my hairy thighs. His words seemed to come from someone much older than from he himself. My mouth twitched the unbearable words I so desperately needed to say and just as I said, "Dustin, I've gooooooooooooooooooooooooot, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He yanked my shorts down and slammed his little mouth just barely over the enormous mushroom head of my pre cum spitting cock. The fiery heat from within his mouth cooked the head of my cock while his small hands fought with my shorts to completely remove them from my shivering body. It was quite a struggle, but Dustin had the true nerves of any Marine fighting a battle to get my shorts off and onto the floor. With his elbows, he guided my legs into a spread eagle position while his hot wide open mouth and snake like tongue teased and tortured the head of my thick cock. Amazingly enough, I never once felt his teeth as he now had the entire mushroom head inside his fiery mouth. Dustin gagged several times as he tried in vain to shove more and more meat into his gaping mouth.

The pure sight of seeing him slip his mouth from my cock and start licking the head like a ice cold lollipop almost caused me to blast my load. His hands squeezed, pulled, and rolled my balls to one hell of a torturous satisfaction. Dustin licked and nibbled all over my cock while burning my ears with his eloquent precious moans. His eyes water from his gagging, but that didn't stop him from opening his mouth wide and force the head and about half of an inch of shaft inside his choking hot mouth. His hands never touched my throbbing cock, nor did they have to. I can't remember the time somebody actually wanted to suck my cock like Dustin was now doing. It was as if he couldn't get enough, though he gagged and gagged, but always managed to get a little bit more in at a time. My hands caressed all over his cock sucking bobbing head, lost in the feeling of his gentleness and youth. After a few seconds of sucking my cock, Dustin withdrew his mouth and immediately began licking all over my cum filled large hairy balls. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him no matter how hard I tried in vain to close them. He worked on my balls for a while, then returned back to sucking on my cock.

My head was spinning a mile a second and my heart was beating heavily. Dustin slipped his mouth off of my cock one more time, swiped his pink thin lips with his snaking tongue, smiled, then stated, "Damn, that's one thick dick! So, Gunny, tell me what you would like to do?" I was naked sitting in the recliner and lost in his total beauty, incapable of finding the words, or any words for that matter. Dustin stood up and said, "Still too much of a man to say what you want! I can understand, so let me help you a bit!" I sat there completely dazed and watched in awe as Dustin began taking his pants and underwear off. He kicked off his shoes and pulled his jeans and underwear down, kicking them to the floor. He bent over and pulled each sock off and I watched as his balls rose, giving me a sneak peak at the smooth area darting backwards to his butt. Completely naked and with a steel like erection, Dustin stepped between my still spread legs causing the flesh of his smooth legs to rest against my hairy legs. His pre cum dripping cock bounced with his every heartbeat right before my very eyes. As if his cock were some hypnotic and powerful magnet, my face inched cautiously forward. I breathed in his intoxicating aromatic scent as my mouth acted on its own and opened, sinking my lips around his silky smooth flesh of his rock hard young cock.

With my lips sealing his shaft, my tongue crawled the short distance to his foreskin covered cock head and tasted, for the first time, another man's pre cum. It was slick, gooey, and it possessed a mild hint of salt, but overall, it was rewardingly exciting. Dustin bucked his hips forward, driving his cock between my lips. The feeling of having his cock lodged inside my mouth, tasting his wonderful pre cum, overwhelmed my every emotion. It was as if his cock found a home and my mouth was his cock's shelter. I didn't gag not once, nor did I ever find the art of cock sucking repulsive, instead, I began plowing my face into his little pubic hair with each and every thrust. My left hand found his balls and I began playing gleefully with them while my right hand snuck around his slender body and cupped his solid little butt cheeks. My one hand could almost cover both cheeks and one finger slipped inside his mildly moist crack. Just form the touch, I could tell Dustin had very little hair between his crack and what he did have, tickled my exploring finger.

Dustin flung his head back while gripping my head and said, "Yes Gunny, that's it, suck my little dick, oh God, etc..." He kept on talking just like that while I worked on his young masterpiece, begging inwardly to taste his forbidden cream. With his cock rifling in and out of my mouth, my hand playing with his balls, and the other hand roaming his muscular ass, I was now, if not ever, a true blue cock sucking machine. His pre cum awoke my every hidden passion with its true and amazing taste, filling my taste buds with joy, causing me to suck his slender morsel as if there would be no tomorrow. His body was rocking back and forth and my head was greeting his thrusts with thrusts of my own. The finger probing his little crack, struck gold and landed on his bung hole. I could feel the little hairs as they surrounded the tiny sealed orifice, but my finger kept on drawing mini circles, one right after the other.

I soon found myself lost in the passion of lust, delirious in delight, sucking Dustin's superb cock and fingering his moist hot little asshole. My nose was being smashed into his soft pubic hairs with each violent thrust of my mouth on his joystick. Dustin groaned, "God yes Gunny, suck that cock, yes, yes, that's it, finger my asshole Marine, finger it good!" The more his verbal sounds flew into my ears, the faster my mouth bobbed on his sweet young cock. My saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth as if I were a dog ravished with rabies. My tongue frolicked between his foreskin and twirled all over his silky shaft. I cupped his balls and raised them closer to his cock where upon each downward thrust, I lovingly swabbed the hard egg shaped nuggets with my tongue. Dustin was groaning and I was whimpering, begging for the love juice only he could offer me. Not only did I want to keep his young cock inside my mouth, my only thought was tasting his sperm.

With one loud smack of my suctioning lips, Dustin yanked his cock out of my mouth. My eyes watered and I silently begged for him to feed me his tasty sweet cock. My mouth remained open, caught off guard from his sudden withdrawal. Dustin leaned down and tenderly planted a soft kiss directly on my lips. Our tongues collided and I no longer cared that I was now swapping spit with another guy. At this point, I wouldn't have cared if we would have been in the middle of a parade, directly at the center of everyone's attention. Even his tongue tasted heavenly. Never had a woman kiss me so passionately than what I now was experiencing. I wanted more! I needed more! Once our lips broke their solid seal, my hands fell onto his hips and slowly guided him to turn all the way around. Dustin was almost completely turned around when he leaned his head back towards me and said, "Gunny, I took a shower earlier, but I'm not really all that clean back there, if you know what I mean." His statement was conquered by a greedy lust as I literally forced him to bend over and place both hands onto the coffee table while I slid off the recliner, spreading his silky legs in the process. His jutting creamy butt jutted out to greet my animalistic face.

My hands fell onto each of his smooth, muscularly dimpled ass cheeks and spread them wide apart. Little black hairs darted just inside the crack, leading to his clearly visible puckering pucker hole. Dustin was still pleading his hygiene status as I pressed my nose directly into his young almost hairless crack. The aroma was pungent and very musky, but certainly not degrading or foul. My nostril trailed his crack until it began gliding up and down on his twitching anus. His ass juice filled my lungs with a scent never before noticed by me. I knew where my nose was and I still couldn't get over the fact that I had my nose pressed onto another man's asshole. Not only was I lost in the aroma, I fell in mad love with it. Not being a stranger to eating ass, I shot out my tongue and splattered it right on his pink sealed hole. Dustin groaned as my tongue shoveled at his backdoor, his legs began shaking while he tossed his head from side to side.

His hole was already slick from his sweat, now being added was my saliva. The harder I stabbed at his backdoor, the more my tongue slipped inside his fiery hot rectum. Dustin released the coffee table with both hands, reached behind him, and snatched hold of his ass cheeks and yanked them even wider apart. My nose was digging into his crack, my chin was pressed against the area between his crack and low hanging balls, while my tongue delightfully slobbered in and out of his muscle convulsing asshole. No longer did Dustin focus his attention to his hygiene status, he was now cooing loudly from his asshole being rapidly tongue fucked. His entire young body quivered as I managed to slip my tongue into his fiery hot rectum as far as it could go. At its farthest level, my tongue released a hidden aromatic capsule lodged somewhere deep within this gorgeous boy's anal canal. A blast of intoxicating aromatic anal cologne shot up my inhaling nostrils and filtered throughout my expanding lungs. With my tongue drilling away in his ass, my right hand reached around and locked onto his rock hard boner while my left hand fell onto his hanging balls. I was eating his ass, stroking his hard cock, and gently tugging and twisting on his cum filled jewels. Dustin cried out, "Eat my ass! Oh fuck yes Gunny! Squeeze my balls hard, HARDER! Fuck, fuck, FUCKKKKKK!" He began gyrating his ass onto my ass eating tongue while shouting out words of sexual bliss. His verbal tones only heightened my already horny state, forcing me to drill his hot ass like a pile driver.

Dustin screamed, "Gunny, Gunny, let's, oh shit, let's go, oh God, into the, fuck me, bedroom!" He pulled forward causing my anal probing tongue to slip free from his wonder chamber, then stood up on very shaky legs. Not waiting for my reaction, Dustin began staggering down the hall with me in tow watching his hot muscular little butt wink into my eyes with each step he took. No sooner had he got on the bed, I placed him on his back and grabbed his silky legs, shoved them over his head causing both knees to extend beyond his head and impale the mattress. My tongue, having a mind of its own, hungrily dove back into Dustin's exposed asshole. My left hand latched onto his straining erection and slowly began working the silk skin up and down while my tongue rooted desperately inside his hot and tasty asshole. My right thumb dug into the smooth flesh just outside his tongue filled asshole and the break of his ass cheek, forcing more of his anus to welcome my slithering tongue. Dustin was groaning, moaning, cooing, whimpering, and shouting with anal pleasing paradise.

As time lovingly passed, I found myself tongue fucking his glorious asshole, sucking his delicious cock, and bathing his cum filled balls with my mouth, bringing his close to busting his load many, many times. As each time Dustin got close to unleashing his load, I backed off and returned to another portion of his delightful solid body. This went on for a long time until Dustin passionately yelled, "Fuck me! Gunny, fuck me! Oh fuck Gunny, fuck me NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" My tongue slipped from his asshole and I looked into his entrancing eyes and whispered, "Dustin, I don't want to ever hurt you." He smiled back at me, swiped his quivering lips with his pink tongue, then replied, "I want it! I want to feel your big cock up my ass! I want to feel you pound that thick mother fucker in my ass. Oh God Gunny, don't tease me no more. Fuck me! FUCK ME NOW!"

I slid off of the bed and frantically searched the bathroom for some lube. No such luck! I literally ran into the kitchen and couldn't find anything that could be used for lubrication either. My mind raced with panic thoughts in an attempt to find something, anything for lubrication. I opened up the refrigerator, and the only thing I could find was butter. I grabbed the butter and ran back into the bedroom. Dustin had sat up on his butt and once seeing me return, he lay back on his back and got back into the same position with his knees impaling the mattress, over his head. I climbed in behind him and positioned my knees between his body. I scooped up some butter with my fingers and began smearing it onto his asshole. I couldn't keep my eyes off of his cock while applying globs of the butter into his butt. One finger, two fingers, three fingers, then four began slowly diving in and out while twisting and turning. The butter was as slick as any lube I've ever used. Not to mention the smell of the butter mixed with his aromatic anal juice was beyond mind boggling.

I leaned forward and sucked in his beautiful cock and began bobbing my head up and down. He wanted me to fuck him, and I wanted to ever so badly, but first, I had already made up my mind what I wanted to do before any anal penetration was to happen. Dustin used both his hand to rub my head as I skillfully sucked on his slender hard cock. My fingers pummeled inside his anal canal bringing him closer and closer to unleashing his hot spunk. The time I had inwardly longed for was at hand. Dustin cried out, "Shit, Gunny, Gunny, I'm, oh fuck, I'm going to, oh God, oh God, aghshitttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt ttttttttttttttttt!" His body tensed and his cock expanded to twice its thickness as the first volley of sperm rockets crashed into my mouth. His cum was hot and thick and it sprayed my mouth with jet after jet, seemingly never ending. I tried to restrain from allowing myself the pleasure of tasting my first man seed, but his cock kept on spewing its thick and creamy load. I was nervous and a bit scared of swallowing sperm, but I told myself that this thick stuff belonged to Dustin, so I opened my throat and got a good helping of his creamy cum. It was gooey, hot, and contained a mild taste of salt, but not overpowering. While I was swallowing his thick load, my left hand was coating the butter onto my aching hard cock and my four fingers of my right hand were still lubricating his asshole. I swallowed and swallowed and as each thick creamy strand of his hot tasty sperm slid down my throat, I found myself craving for more and more.

I couldn't begin to tell you how many ropes of hot sperm flooded my mouth, but it seemed like he shot sperm for a solid five minutes before it managed to slow to a steady delicious trickle. I hungrily sucked all the sperm he had to offer and felt his cock begin to deflate within the resounding comfort of my mouth. Dustin was panting heavily and his young body was uncontrollably convulsing. My mouth slipped off of his now completely sleeping cock and I withdrew my four fingers and quickly stuck the head of my thick cock up to his slick asshole. His eyes were tightly closed as if he were peacefully sleeping, but as I pushed rather hard onto his ass, his eyes popped open just as the thick mushroom head slid into his greasy anal canal. His mouth opened wide in the perfect form of a circle, but there was not a single sound uttered from it. I managed to get the entire head in and just held there to let him try and adjust. Only soft whimpers evaded his wide open mouth. I pushed it about a half of an inch further up his tight ass and Dustin grunted loudly while clamping his teeth down onto his bottom lip.

"Oh shit, fuck it's thick! It's fucking THICK! Oh God, oh God, ah, um, shit, Gunny, FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" His body twitched and because of his movement, he forced about three fat inches up his ass in one sudden move. Dustin began slamming the sides of his face into the mattress as his fingers clawed the flesh on my back. If his body was shaking before, it most certainly was now. His ankles locked around my head like a vise and he was involuntarily forcing me to sink my cock deeper into his stretched rectum. Never before had my cock ever experienced the feeling of being inside an asshole. I had enough problems finding a girl who would let me fuck her pussy. Now, my cock was being crushed inside Dustin's ass while the heat from within was quickly scorching my shaft. He bucked his body and the remainder of my cock pushed its way through into the deepest depth I could deliver.

I felt his anal muscles coil around my cock with his every breath. He was grunting like crazy while blowing air from his lungs, striking his fresh breath straight up my nostrils. With each heavy breath, Dustin's hot little ass seemed to be trying to pull more and more of my cock inside him. The feeling of having my cock buried deep inside his anal canal was beyond any description no words could ever do justice for. Not really knowing what I should do next, I began to slowly withdraw my meat from his muscle clamping asshole. I got nearly the head of my cock out of his ass and slowly pushed it all the way back inside his rectum. Dustin wasn't shouting any words, but he was panting and whimpering with each long, thick stroke. His hands were clutching the back of my head and mine his as I began to hasten my pace a bit. In no time, I found myself pounding my cock deep and heavy in and out of his asshole. His ass muscles were unbelievable as they fought to suck my cock back into its heated depth.

While I was pounding his asshole, showing no mercy, I felt Dustin's cock regain its erect status as it stretched and pressed against my heavy breathing stomach. Dustin began yelling, "Yes, YES, fuck me, fuck me HARD! Pound my ass! Shit, feed me your cock Gunny!" I was humping, grinding, and drilling my meat into his asshole while my lips began to lower close to his lips. Our tongues collided in mid air as his hot breath blistered my inhaling nostrils. My mouth sank over his and our tongues fought brilliantly in the confinements of the other's mouth. The sickening thud of flesh slapping flesh echoed down the hall as I crammed my meat hard and heavy with each forceful thrust, deep inside his clamping asshole. My left hand left his head and immediately fell upon the silky smooth flesh of his straining hard cock. I jacked him wildly matching pace with my cock driving in and out of his churning asshole. My heavy free swinging hairy balls smashed with a thud against his crack upon each forceful thrust of my cock. As all good things must come to an end, my cock literally threw up, spitting my thick man seed deep into his wonderful hot rectum.

Never in my life had I ever experienced an orgasm such as the one I now was going through. My mind was seeing stars and I felt faint, but my cock kept on firing sperm torpedoes, one right after the other. I was still fucking him hard and furiously and our lips still sealed the other's heavy breathing mouth. Finally, I felt my cock begin to slowly deflate, when Dustin screamed, "Shit, I'm, oh fuck, ohhhhhhhhhh!" Not wanting any of his delicious honey go to waste, I slammed my mouth onto his soon to be erupting cock just in time as several thick globs of creamy Dustin sperm shot into my mouth. It wasn't as powerful as his first one, but it certainly had more of a saltier taste than previous. Nonetheless, I greedily swallowed it all and hungrily lapped up the few remaining trickles.

Once everything was said and done, I collapsed on the bed next to him on his right side. We both lay there, flat on our backs, breathing heavily while looking up at the ceiling. He was looking at the ceiling, I was still looking at his sleeping cock to which was peacefully resting towards me. A short time later, Dustin said, "Gunny, that was awesome. I really didn't know if I could take your cock up my ass or not, but now, I feel completely empty not having that thick meat inside me. I've never felt so wanted in my life. Thank you!" I mustered up the words by saying, "Dustin, you are my first and it wouldn't hurt my feelings any if you were my only. I can't even begin to tell you how I feel right now, I just..." He cut me off as he rolled on top of me, kissed my lips, then softly whispered, "I'll always be your Marine, Semper Fidelis, courage and honor!"

That was ten years ago and now I'm retired from the Corps. As I sit here and type this story my mind goes back in time as to when I first met Dustin. Ten years is a long time and time has a way of changing people. The way they think, act, and often times, look. As I glance over at the form laying on his left side, completely nude, covers kicked off, with his left knee arched up to his bent arm, I stare at the hottest ass on earth. I think of Dustin and all the things we did together and how he changed my life. I found myself wondering how someone like him, with all of his profound beauty could even think of having sex with someone like me, with all of my battle scars and Marine way of life. I was lucky I guess for those times and I cherished each and every moment he graced my life with. Now, I sit here and stare at the vision I now know as my true love, my lover for life. Though I think of Dustin from ten years ago, I think of Dustin present day. I know exactly what he is doing at this very moment. As I turn my head to the left, Dustin is peacefully sleeping.

daddyshawn@aol.com

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