Marine Athletes

By cajuncock / John Skehan / jaskejr

Published on Nov 6, 2019

Gay

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Marine Athletes 2 cajuncock

A bit of filler for our readers. Jed Campbell. Marine captain, 6'2" 195 lbs, 29 years old, blue eyes, dark Irish features, curly black hairy, hairy chest, 9 inch thick, cut cock, determined expression in bed and when exercsing. Gentle personality at home but a commanding presence at work.

Our narrator, Chuck Jensen, teacher, assitant track coach, 5'10", 160 lbs, brown hair, green eyes, city boy, mixed race, quiet but determined personality, swims with the school team regularly. Gay but not "out there" type of guy.

Jed was billeted in the bachelar officers quarters at the headquarters so most nights he only spent some time at Chuck's apartment just three blocks from the base. As they spent most weekends spooning and fucking in Chuck's basement apartment, their relationship developed deeper. Jed had already confessed his love and Chuck had responded the same. There had been no talk of the future as of yet. For now Jed's 9 inches and Chuck's need for it was the center of their lives.

Most of their time was spent talking about their respective jobs. The Marine athletes, 6 of them, were assigned to assist with the members of the track team after school each day. For 3 hours the marines and the boys worked out, ran, built their skills. Chuck did notice that some of the boys seemed to be more comfortable with certain of the marines. He credited to hero worship. That is until one day after practice he was finishing up some paperwork and went to make sure that everyone had left and the place was secured. As he walked through the locker room he heard some noises from the shower area. Quietly, sneaking up he peered around the corner to see two of the marines and two of the boys, all naked. The boys were on their knees in front of the marines. The sounds of pleasure coming from the marines told him everything he needed to know. The teen boys were eagerly sucking some marine cock. The young marines, probably 18 or 19 were telling the boys how much they loved them, loved their skillful mouths. He peeked around to see the boys stand and kiss the young marines passionately. Hands were running over naked bodies as the pairs crushed against each other. I quietly left the pairs and returned loudly yelling that it was time to close up the gym. The four males exited, dressed, and left together.

Later that evening as they shared supper. I asked if Jed could keep a secret. Jed nodded yes. I asked Jed if he thought that young boys and young, teen marines could have relationships. Jed sat in silence before saying that it was common among the men he's served with. It was a sort of hero worship. Suspecting that there was more to it, he asked why. I said that he might've seen something that suggested some of his team members liked the marine trainers. Jed stopped eating to say "It's a Don't Ask Don't tell world for military men. But he preferred not to know." Chuck let the issue drop.

During their time together jed had only mentioned once that his enlistment would soon be up. He began speaking using "we" a lot to refer to the two of them. I soon got the idea that Jed considered them to be a couple with a future together. He felt warm inside at the suggestion. Finally, he decided to broach the subject of the future with Jed. They talked of various possibilities. Jed wanted to stay with his lover after leaving the service. I agreed that it was one possibility. He'd not told Jed of his big secret. He not only lived in the basement apartment but owned the entire townhouse. The upper floors were rented out to a trio of congressmen who often went home to their home districts and families on weekends. His renters probably knew of his sexual preferences but preferred not to discuss it. Afterall, it was a liberal time in the city. When Jed began to push the topic of their living together after he left the service, it was time to reveal the secret.

But that was only one of the secrets. I managed to corner the 2 young marines and invited them for drinks. I'd already warned Jed so he wouldn't be present. Over a few drinks, I asked the young men about their impressions of the 2 particular team members. Realizing they'd been caught both professed that they were in love with the boys, something beyond just sex. A long discusion of the legal implications was persued. The marines fully understood the tricky issues. The parents of the boys expected that their sons would be protected from sexual advances while at school. Chuck asked the marines to refrain from any sexual contact with the boys on school grounds. He admitted that what the boys and marines did on their own time was not his concern. But he preferred not to know about it. Just as his own private life was his own business. The marines understood and promised to keep their own affairs private. Shortly after that Chuck did notice the marines waiting outside the school at the end of the day. One of the boys would join them in his own car and they'd drive off for parts unknown. I still worried about the implications for both myself and the school.

In a casaul after school meeting with both administrators, I was told that it was hoped that in the next school year the program with the marine athletes would continue. Afterwards I called Sue at home to get her opinion. She was enthusiastic telling me that the system had even been contacted by a local TV station about a story on our training program. I told her that there were some hurdles to that kind of publicity. We'd have togetpermission from parents, the sign off of the Corps, and the approval of the teens and marines involved. She would not be deterred and assured me that all would be handled by her office. Afterall any good PR for the school system would be good for my school and also my standing in the community. That evening I got a call from Jed. It seems that the TV station contacted his office about doing a piece on the Corps involvement with the community especially my school. The commandant took the idea immediately and ran it up the command, even to the White House. This thing had spiraled out of hand. I felt sucked into a much wider world, all from a simple visit to Quantico. I feared that any bad news would ruin the reputation of the school and me personally. I needed some good legal advice. Two of my congressman tenants were also lawyers. I managed to catch them at home one evening inviting them down for drinks. I explained that I needed some legal advice. They both agreed that the conversation would be best under lawyer client circumstances. They each agreed to charge me a dollar as a legal fee. Having settled that I explained what I had seen in the locker room at school and needed to know what to do. They consulted for a few minutes before turning to me. I was told that my position in the school meant that I had an obligation to protect the teens from adult preditors. But as both teens were seniors, over 18, they were legally adults capable of making their own decisions. The marines involved needed to be warned to keep any sexual activities off campus. After that my legal obligstion ended. They suggested that I speak to the young marines privately letting them know what I had seen. I asked about my obligation to tell Jed. They advised me under no circumstances should I do that. The matter seemed solved. I agreed to meet the two marines in a piiublic placeaway from the school to talk to them again. We met at a coffee shop near my place. I asked them to promise on their honor not to engage in any activity with the teens on school property. They both agreed but could not promise what the teens would do. They assured me that they felt deeply for the boys and knew the the teens had similar feelings.

The weekend for the visit with Jed's parents soon arrived. We traveled up by train and took a local train to the suburban village where they lived. Jed had assured me that both of them were very liberal and had accepted Jed as a gay adult. I was surprised at our first meeting in their home. They insisted that we stay in Jed's old room. It was much as he'd left it but with the addition of a queen sized bed. The first evening we dined at his father's club in the city. I was introduced as Jed's best friend. Over dinner Jed and his father discussed plans for Jed's future after the corps. He had no definate plans as yet. But he hoped that they would include me. His father looked at me smiling to say "Well young man do you think you can handle my son?" Stunned I mumbled "Of course,sir." His mother laughed saying "Jed that wasn't the most formal proposal I've ever heard! " Jed grapped my hand on the table saying "OK mother, Chuck will you marry me someday soon?" I nodded yes. The rest of the weekend was spent sight seeing around Philly with Jed's mother introducing me to her friends as a future son-in-law.

After the weekend with Jed's parents we settled into a sort of routine. Jed spent most nights on base after having dinner with me. Weekends were spent mostly naked in my place. Often we'd phone for carry out. Jed insisted on paying for those meals. Usually, he'd answer the door in just a towel or gym shorts. He'd get lots of hungry looks from the delivery guys. When we did go out we preferred quiet rural inns. I did notice my gay neighbors peeking out their windows a lot as we walked to our cars. A few even stopped us to chat while they admired my companion. Later we'd laugh at their not so subtle efforts to gain information. Since Jed never wore his uniform when visiting they had no idea which service he was in.

Ok, that was not as sexy as some wanted. The next part is written containing lots more sex.

Next: Chapter 3


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