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This story contains scenes of homoerotic love - but you should already know that since the subject line clearly indicated this story has Male/Male (MM) contact. That being the case, no one has any reason to complain or act surprised that this story presents gay men enjoying themselves sexually, so flames will be ignored! If you are underage or inadvertantly downloaded this story, please use the DELETE option that is present in all decent newsreaders and find something more to your liking.
Open-minded indivuals of all sexual orientations are invited to page down and enjoy this story as much as I have. I did not write it, and wish to thank the author for providing us with a very erotic story.
Steve -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
During first formation one day in early May, Top called for volunteers to take a life guard training course over at the post pool. I raised my hand and was chosen as one of the six to participate from Delta Co. 11th Engr. Battalion. I was placed on what was called Special Duty (SD). This relieved me of all my military duties. I started classes the very next week. After the four week course I was assigned to the outdoor pool on North post across the street from the Engineer AIT students barracks.
Time passed quickly that summer and before I knew it, most of June had passed. Delta Company had been out on an FTX for the last two weeks of June and were scheduled to return soon.
One Friday I stayed late at the pool after closing to do some laps. When I returned to the barracks, all of the Iron Men had gathered under the shade tree in back of the building. They had a large charcoal grill goin' and a large metal trash can full of beer and ice. I dropped off my swim trunks and towel and went outside. The grill was covered with burgers and dogs. One of the guys in fourth squad knew one of the cooks from Headquarters Company and had acquired a whole case of frozen hamburger patties from him. The Lieutenant bought the beer and everyone was having a good time.
A couple of guys came over from Charlie company to join us and drink some free beer. Even though these guys were from Charlie Company, they were welcomed. It was customary for the line dogs to pretty much take care of one another.
I sat down at the picnic table, got a beer and was listening to all the tales the boys had to share about their most recent adventure in the woods down at Ft. A.P. Hill. The more they drank the taller the stories became. Suddenly without warning, SSG Quincy poured an ice cold beer over my head. The beer washed through my hair and soaked my t-shirt and shorts.
"Welcome to EM (Earth Moving) Platoon private!" he bellowed.
Being the new guy on the block, I really didn't know what to say, but the guys sure did get a charge out of it. I brushed my hair back and managed to squeeze the majority of the beer from my hair and continued to drink.
About two hours later, everyone was thoroughly trashed. We just sat there smokin' and jokin'. The burgers and dogs had long since been devoured and the coals that fueled the grill had become cold and turned to a light gray powder. All of a sudden Ozzy, a plumber from Charlie Company, jumped to his feet and ran, to the barracks where he lived across the street.
I remember the morning I first saw Ozzy. It was just after life guard training started. I was in my room getting dressed when I happened to notice out the window this cute blond coming down the street. I saw it was Tony (everyone called him Ozzy because his idol was Ozzy Osbourne). I hollered out the window, "Get a job ya bum!" With that he came over to see who was talking to him.
He came into the building and since my door was open he just walked in. I was standing there in nothing but my underwear.
He asked if it was me who was hollering to him.
"Yeah, that was me. When are you going to get real a job?" I asked.
"The Doc says I should stay off my broken ankle as much as possible. I'm glad too 'cause the companys' goin' to the field in about a week and it's too fuckin' hot to be in the field with a cast."
I turned my back to the doorway where Ozzy stood and bent over to pick my socks off the floor. When I stood again and turned, I caught him looking at my ass. I knew this boy and I were going to have fun one of these days. I just didn't know how soon it was going to be.
When he reached his barracks he ascended the fire escape ladder to the second floor balcony and entered the building. I don't know why, but I jumped up and ran after him. I was in close pursuit all the way up the fire ladder. Once he reached his room, he unlocked the door, entered and slammed the door behind himself.
I hit the door like a run away truck, but the door didn't budge.
"Open up or I'll rip the fucker off the hinges!" I hollered.
"I'm not unlocking the door." he replied.
I began to put my full weight against the door again and again. With each crash of my body into the door, I could see that the wall around the door was weakening. The door may not have opened but I was determined to get in some how. After he realized how determined I was to enter, he unlocked the door. I went in, slammed the door behind me and gave him a push.
He pushed me back. The next thing I remember, we were engaged in full wrestling combat. We wrestled and rolled about for ten or fifteen minutes then finally I just gave up. Between the alcohol and sitting in the sun all day and baking, I was tired and not in much of a mood for physical activity.
Ozzy had me on my back with my shoulders pinned.
"Say uncle." he demanded.
"No!"
"Say uncle and you can get up!"
Well...I was enjoying this position and was in no hurry to get out of it. After my continued reluctance to utter the word uncle, I began to resist and tried to get up on my own. We wrestled for a few more minutes until even he was exhausted. He fell on top of me resting his head on my left shoulder and his left hand on my right nipple.
"Are you o.k?" he asked.
"Yeah, I guess. I'm just really beat."
"Well say uncle and I'll let you get up."
"Uncle." I finally said.
With that he began to rub my right nipple with his thumb in a small, gentle circular motion. Ozzy propped himself on his palms and looked me in the eye, slowly leaned forward and kissed me. Not showing any kind of resistance he darted his tongue into my mouth and began to explore my hot, mouth.
I reached up and ran my hands down into his grey sweat pants and was fondling his round, firm butt. We laid there on top of each other sucking on each others tongue, passionately exploring each others oral cavity.
Ozzy again propped himself and said, "Maybe I should lock the door."
"A very good idea." I replied.
As he stood I noticed his massive, young shaft straining the front seam of his sweat pants. This boy was definitely hot for me and I knew this was going to be a night to remember.
Ozzy walked to the door and locked it. He came over to me, smiled and extended his hand to help me up from the floor. Once on my feet he gently pushed me backwards toward the bed so that my back rested on the bunk bed frame. We resumed exploration of each others' mouths again. His hands found their way to the snap on my skin-tight white levis.
Once there he unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. He reached into my pants and pulled at the elastic on my underwear so there was room for his other hand to slip into my pants and grab my cock. He found his way to my throbbing cock and removed it from my pants. And I did the same to him. Once his cock was exposed we began stroking each others' shaft.
Ozzy went to his knees, pressed his lips to my instrument and swallowed it. A wave of uncontrollable bliss ripped through every cell of my being. From head to toe my body was covered with goose bumps. I reached behind me to both sides and steadied my trembling body against the bed railings. My balls now hanging below Ozzy's chin. They slapped the underside of his chin as I fucked his face. Again and again I relentlessly pounded his face with my tool, penetrating the back of his throat that was now completely slicked with the juice that was exuding from the slit in my cock. He pulled my cock out of his mouth, a thin string of his spit and my juice stretched between his lips and my cock until it snapped back into his face.
"I have never tasted such sweet pre-cum in my life. It tastes almost as sweet as honey!" he proclaimed.
I placed my hands on the back of his head and pulled his face to my cock. Again he opened his mouth and took all of my cock.
While I fucked his throat, Ozzy pulled my pants to my knees. Then to my ankles. I kicked off my tennis shoes and he finished removing my pants. There I stood, naked from the waste down. I reached down to my sides, grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head and threw it to the other side of the room. I then reached down and grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. My cock popped out of his mouth, he frantically grabbed for it and shoved all of it's mass back into his hot mouth.
After taking my tool as deep as it would go into his throat, he stood and took his pants down to his knees. I fell to my knees and pushed his throbbing flesh pole to the back of my throat. He had by far one of the longest cocks that had ever been down my throat, and that's sayin' a lot.
I sucked on his cock until his juice began to flow from the end of his shaft that now stood very erect in front of him.
We finally removed our socks and our remaining clothing. With Ozzy on his back, I mounted his sturdy frame and dropped my throbbing cock into his face while I simultaneously went down on his engorged piece. My balls dangling in his face, one on either side of the bridge of his nose. Tugging on his balls, I could feel my saliva had covered his balls. It had run down the length of his shaft, over his balls and down the crack of his ass. Since his ass was moist I slipped my finger into his slick, pink hole. He gave a small grunt as my finger slowly penetrated him.
Ozzy pulled my cock out of his face, reached out and spread my legs apart so my body fell closer to his. With my ass now resting just in front of his face, he put his mouth to my hot hole and began to run his tongue in a slow, pressing and circular motion around my sphincter. Around and around he rubbed his hot, moist tongue against my asshole while I continued to take his cock down my throat.
Without warning he darted his tongue deep into my ass hole. In and out he slipped his rigid tongue, playing with the one place inside me that almost made me cum. Not wanting to cum and end the pleasure yet, I rolled over and his tongue slipped from my hole.
Ozzy threw his legs to the air, grabbed his feet and said "Fuck me!" I gobbed into the palm of my hand and wet the head of my cock. I maneuvered my rock-hard shaft to his hole. I steadied myself with my left hand on his right thigh, grabbed my pulsing cock with my right hand and pressed into his waiting hole. I pushed until his hole gave way to my slick, hot cock. With my head buried in his hot ass I continued to push until all of my think shank had slipped into his waiting cavity. I could tell by how easily his ass swallowed my engorged cock that he was no stranger to pleasing another man.
He would flex his tight hole as I pulled my cock almost out of his ass, then squeeze my cock again as it plunged into him again and again. My heavy balls, now hanging very low, were slamming his ass with an almost rhythmic beat. Ozzy released his feet and lowered his legs so that his right leg rested on the bed and his left foot rested on my right shoulder.
With my hands planted firmly on the floor on either side of his chest, I continued pounding his ass as he stroked his rock-hard tool. He reached up and grabbed my nipple with his left hand and began tugging on it.
Ozzy began stroking his cock with such speed, his hand looked like nothing more than an obscure smear of flesh tone. He raised his back from the floor slightly, moaned and began shooting his hot load. Blast after powerful blast he discharged his sweet, sticky juice. With the first powerful blast landing on his chin and lips with a THWOOOPPP! Again and again he fired his hot cum to his chest and belly and with each convulsion of his cock, his ass would tighten around my pounding shaft even tighter than before, sending me closer to ecstasy.
I could no longer hold back the urge to fill this young boy with all of my boyjuice.
I felt my balls pull up to my body as they sent the first pulsing stream of cum down my long shaft. Ozzy's body winched as the first shot of my cum shot against the inner wall of his bowels, burning as hot molten steel would.
I pulled my cock from his ass and continued pumping it violently as load after load of hot cum shot over his cock and landed on his chest and stomach.
Our spent juices ran from his chest and down both sides of his rib cage. After I had discharged my final shot, I rolled him over on his side, laid behind him, and pressed my still-hard cock deep into his cum dripping ass. Breathless now, I could fully appreciate the physical training I received in Basic and AIT.
Ozzy and I brought each other off many more times that evening. We woke the next morning to the CQ pounding on the door. Telling him it was almost time for him to go on duty. We pulled away from each other, our cum had dried and "glued" us together. Throughout the night we had taken each others load at least half a dozen times. That was a night I'll never forget.