Army base gangbang 2
cajuncock
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Army base gangbang 2 cajuncock
True to his word, the next afternoon I heard a knock at my door. I really hadn't expected him to return. I opened the door to see my soldier boy with 2 others. They'd brought beer, bourdon, cokes, and snacks. I invited them in. We talked a while before they mentioned the college game that was on TV. We all got comfortable in front of the TV. I was wearing a pair of cutoffs and a t shirt. They were in jeans and wife beaters. Drinks were mixed as we watched the tube.
By half time we were all a little drunk. The heat in the apartment had increased as the afternoon sun streamed in. I took off my shirt and they soon followed. Now I could see 3 well built muscled men in my living room. Someone suggested that we open the futon to have more space to relax. I found myself laying there between 2 of the hunks. My original soldier was sitting in a chair watching us. He had a very obvious hard on pressing against his zipper. He suggested that his 2 buddies give me a massage. They eagerly agreed. I was pulled to lay flat on my stomach as each soldier knelt on either side of my body. Being shirtless, they had easy access to my bare back. The strong hands on my back felt great and I moaned my appreciation. My soldier got up from the chair and walked over. He pulled my cutoffs down to give the massaging hands better access. In no time those hands were rubbing my butt and moving between my legs. I spread them wider.
By now jeans had been discarded along with boxers. My cutoffs and briefs joined their cloths on the floor. I heard moans of appreciation come from all three as they beheld my exposed ass. Soon 2 hands pulled my cheeks apart to reveal my secret place. I felt a tongue lick down my crack, trailing spit all the way. By now there was no doubt where this was headed. I gave into the pleasure that was overtaking my body. Here I had 3 very horny soldiers eager to sample the delights of mm sex. They all paused before returned to my body. Two of them began kissing down my back moving toward the man eagerly opening me with his tongue. Each one shared my hole, sucking and licking like a lollypop.
Turning me over, I was faced with 3 hard cocks. The smallest one was 10 inches. Each one had a drop of pre-cum moistening the tip. I licked my lips in anticipation of the feast in front of me. Here I had 3 young, blond, nude soldiers in front of me. Each one wanted to share his own love juice with me.
My original soldier wasted no time in lifting and spreading my legs to show his buddies the promised land that was my ass. A joint appeared and they broke for a smoke bread passing it around. I was now high from the joint and the lust that filled my body with desire.
The brown bottle was brought out and passed around again. I gave up my body to them willingly. For my first time with man to man sex this proved to have left an in print on me. I was surrounded 3 very horny men. Each one eager to use my body to relieve the stress of military life. After that first night of drunken sex, I was hooked on sex. Our sex orgy continued through the night. I lost track of the number of times I was filled with cum in both ends. We woke up late Sunday morning. I was a little worn out. But my friends were not finished with me. I woke to the smell of coffee and a cum stained body. My soldier buddies woke all with hard cocks. I was soon on my back, legs in the air. I was soon filled at both ends again. Even though my body hurt, it was a good hurt. We sobered up by the time we woke. They were men on a mission and it was to be a win for them.
By the time they were ready to leave my place was cleaned and with no sign of our activities that had taken place. Each one promised to see me again. I was sure that I would welcome them to my bed soon. On Monday I went to work with a new, positive attitude. By Friday, the abuse of my body had been replaced with a need for a repeat performance of the past weekend. I'd only been home a short time when there was a knock at the door. My original soldier, Reg, was standing there with 2 filled shopping bags. I ushered him in. He unloaded the bags. Shortly after there was another knock and another soldier came in with bags. I'd not seen this one before. Both began to empty the bags. There was food, beer, liquor, even towels and linens. I got busy fixing them a home cooked meal. We ate as they asked me questions about my life and work. I found out much about their lives. I suggested that we go back to the bar for the beer bust. We piled into my car and drove the 5 minutes to the bar.
Entering the bar I recognized the 2 soldiers from the previous weekend. Everyone played it cool as we sat drinking. I played a game of pool as comments were about my lack of talent at poor game. Near closing time, my 2 friends suggested that we go back to my place. I knew that I'd have a repeat of the past weekend. We arrived to find that now there were four soldiers there in total. It took no time before we were into a game of strip poker. They were much better players and I soon was naked. They thought it was funny but wanted to continue the game. Since I had lost everything new stakes were proposed. Each winner of a hand would be rewarded with a session with my body right in front of the others. An hour later, the pretense of playing poker was soon gone. I was to be used and actually also use them. They seem to be willing to take as well as give satisfaction to each other. The shower was in constant use during that night. My new friends took it upon themselves to clean up my place. They made quick work of the job before leaving to return to the base. I showered and fell into a deep sleep knowing that I'd served those who served the nation.
Ok, that seems to be it for this story, sorry. Comments welcomed, you might want to read more try my other stories on nifty. Many of them based on my past adventures.