This is a work of fiction and a lot of fantasy. The characters in this story live in a disease free world, the use of condoms is not portrayed. The real world is very different, practice safe sex, wear a condom.
Our flight into Tacoma was very uneventful, much to my dissapointment. Most of the men either slept or read, neither expressing the same interest in full out mile high sex that was previously encountered. I couldn't get my mind off the fact that I'd taken two cocks up my ass at the same time. I was certainly sore but not as sore as I thought I would be. I still felt full, as though the two cocks had never left my ass. I was wearing loose fitting jeans and tight bikini's so my perpetual hardon was relatively masked, what wasn't masked though was the wet spot that was beginning to form from the amount of cock juice I'd been leaking. I decided enough was enough and headed to the bathroom to take care of business and temporarly put my cock at ease.
I walked in, locked the door behind me and quickly yanked my jeans and underwear down to my knees. I stood at the sink, gazing at my hard cock in the mirror, watching another drop of cock honey form at the tip. I wiped my finger across the head of my throbbing dick, causing it to jump and flex, and licked the clear sweet liquid from my fingertip. Wrapping my hand around my hard cock, I closed my eyes and replayed the previous night in my mind as I began stroking. My balls were already tight in their skin so I knew I wouldn't take long to cum. I had replayed the previous night to the point where I was feeling the second cock enter me when I started shooting my load all over the airline sink and mirror. I continued stroking my hard cock, milking all of the cum out of it, hoping this would be enough to keep it at bay for the rest of the trip and day. Spent, my wet cock beginning to soften, I grabbed some paper towels and began cleaning my mess up. Once that was done I cleaned the cum off my cock, pulled my pants back up, flushed to take the rest of the crew think I really had used the restroom and headed back to my seat. I soon drifted off to sleep again; I was soon being gently shaken, told to wake up, that we were here. I opened my eyes, yawned and realized it was Moose who was nudging me awake. "Thanks Moose." I replied, sleepily, got up, grabbed my gear and headed to our next destination.
We arrived at Ft. Lewis and was soon escorted to housing for our billeting arrangements. Once we were all checked in, we hopped into our government issued cars, or G-cars, and headed to our room assignments. We were being put up in an old run down two story WWII style barracks. The place wreaked of mold, mildew and Lord only knows what else. LTC Mann was furious, ordered us back into our cars and proceeded to head back to housing. Once there, he lit into the housing manager, telling him that the billeting arrangements were completely unacceptable and he and his crew would not be staying in such deplorable conditions. They exchanged heated words for another 30 minutes before LTC Mann slammed down the keys, ordered us back out and we headed off post for better living arrangements. We soon found an Embassy Suites outside of Tacoma and proceeded to take over four rooms. They were all adjoining and since they were suites, we had more than enough sleeping space so LTC Mann decided one room would be used as an office. We began to unpack and get settled, we wouldn't need to meet the commander of the troops we'd be working with until tomorrow. As we were unpacking, LTC Mann's cell phone rang, it was the Base Commander, apologizing for the deplorable living conditions the housing manager had arranged for us as well as the attitude the housing manager displayed. The Base Commander told LTC Mann that we each would be given statements of nonavailability and that we would pick those up when we met with our crew tomorrow. LTC Mann thanked the Commander for his generosity and hung up. Within a few minutes, his cell phone rang again. This time it was a medical assistant from the base clinic explaining that we all needed to check in and leave our medical records with the clinic and unfortunately it would have to be done today as they clinic would be closed for the rest of the week for training. LTC Mann explained that although the marines traveled with their medical records in hand, that he had a civilian assigned to him and that he did not have medical records readily available. The medical assistant explained to LTC Mann that I would have to be given a physical and a medical record created. He then proceeded to tell LTC Mann that he would have everything set up for me so that when we arrived I would be immediately taken back and given my physical. LTC Mann agreed, hung up and proceeded to tell us what was happening.
We all arrived at the clinic a short time later and proceeded to the check in desk. I was greeted by a young Army medical aide and escorted back to an examination room where I was handed a hospital gown and told to compeletely disrobe and put on the gown. I didn't give any thought to the fact that my ass lips just might be a little red and swollen from last night's fucking and that that might give the physician cause to ponder what I might have been doing. I quickly stripped out of my clothes and put on the hospital gown. Another aide knocked and entered explaining to me that I would need a chest X-ray and handed me a pair of slippers to put on my feet as the X-ray room was very cold. I padded my way to the X-ray room, got that out of the way and then was led back to the exam room where I would wait for the doctor to arrive.
A few minutes later there another knock on the door and the doctor entered the room. "Hello, I'm Captain Delmar. Is your name pronounced like Steven or Stefan?" he asked. "Stefan" I replied. Captain Delmar was probably in his early 30's, red hair shortly cropped in the traditional marine corps fashion, green eyes and a square set jaw with dimpeled chin. He was wearing hospital scrubs so it was hard to tell how well he was built, but if I had to guess I'd say his build resembled Patrick Swayze in his Dirty Dancing Days. The big gold band on his left finger told me he was more than likely off limits and I had to be on my best behavior, as did my cock which often times had a mind of its own. Captain Delmar proceeded to look in my eyes, ears, down my throat and then began checking the nodes in my neck and armpits. He then listened me to my breathing and heart rate and had me lay back so he could listen to my stomach as well as palpatate the area. "OK, well everything so far looks good. I need you to completly disrobe so I can continue the exam." he said. I removed the gown and stood there in all my glory, as he began manipulating my balls. "Turn your head to the left and cough please." he instructed, to which I complied. We did this for a few more minutes, longer that I thought was probably necessary. "OK, now I need to look at your penis and make sure you are OK." he said and reached out, gently grabbing my cock. A few moments of fondling my cock and it began to puff up. "Is he trying to get me hard?" I thought. "OK, I'm going to gently take a vaseline coated swab and am going to take a swipe of your uretha. Sometimes bladder or kidney infections can lie dormant, a swap of the uretha will give us an indication of what is going on inside your urinary tract. Have you had any trouble urinating?" He asked. I replied with a no. "Are you sexually active and do you have any problems getting or maintaining an erection?" He asked again. I noticed he reach down an adjusted himself and wondered if this wasn't beginning to turn him on. "No" I replied, "No problems there at all." "Good, and when you ejaculate, any problems ejaculating, any burning sensations or feeling like you haven't quite finished?" he asked, still massaging and probing my cock, which was now on it's way to full hardon state. "No" I groaned. "OK, well, let's get the swab out of the way and then I'll need to take a look at your backside and check out your prostrate." He said, reaching for a cotton swab encased in sterilized plastic. He removed the swab and began inserting it into the tip of my cock. Now, I've never had anything inserted into the tip of my cock before, so wasn't too sure about this procedure. Consequently, I jumped back a little, causing my cock to rub back against his hand. "Just relax, you might feel some discomfort, but it shouldn't be painful. In fact, you will probably feel the need to urinate. Its perfectly normal." he said. He gently inserted the swab into my penis and it was just as he said. There was certainly no discomfort, but more like another realm of eroticism. "OK, now to make sure I get a good culture, I will need to gently stroke this back and forth inside your uretha. It is important that you stay very still." He said as he began to gently move the swab up and down inside my dick. Oh I can't tell you how good this felt and my cock was now completely hard, and again, he reached down and adjusted himself. "OK, I've got enough so let's get this swab out of you." he said as he began to remove the cotton swab from my cock. As he pulled the swab out, my cock jerked and a small amount of what looked like cum dribbeled out. I looked at Captain Delmar and asked, "Is that normal? In fact, is me having an erection normal?" "Oh yes, we've had men had a full blown orgasm from this, its perfectly normal. No need to be embarrassed. OK, I need to you turn over and bend over the table." he continued. I did as I was told and after he had sat down on his stool, felt his hands pull my cheeks apart, the cool air of the exam room hitting my pucker, causing me to wink at him.
I soon felt a lubed finger begin to rub around my ass lips. "Have you been constipated?" Captain Delmar asked. "No, why?" I replied. "Well, your anus is red and puffy, as though you've had a problem passing a bowel movement." he continued. "Oh I wasn't passing a bowel movement doc, I had two cocks up inside me last night and right now, I'd like nothing more than to feel YOUR cock inside my ass." I thought to myself. Captain Delmar then explained that he was going to check my prostrate and the lubed finger soon found its way into my ass. I groaned as I felt his finger slide in, my cock twitched and began spitting out cock honey and I know my ass was sucking his finger in. He said nothing though as he began to massage my prostrate, causing me to groan again. "You know, many men find a lot of pleasure in having their prostrate massaged. It is a very sensitive and sensual organ." Captain Delmar stated, a hint of sexual excitement in his voice. Picking up on that, I decided to test the waters and take this to another level. "Oh I know," I replied. "I especially love it when a hard cock is bumping up against mine." I said, looking back over my shoulder. "Hmmmm." was all Captain Delmar said as he inserted another lubed finger in my ass. He was no longer massaging my prostrate, this was going to a level that I know I was going to enjoy. I moaned and bucked back on his fingers. "My wife is pregnant, seven months along." Captain Delmar said. "Let me guess, since she got pregnant sex has been out of the question." I said. "I find it really amazing how much the man's anal cavity can resemble a woman's vagina." Captain Delmar said, breathlessly. "Captain, we both know where this is going, so what are you waiting for?" I said. Captain Delmar removed his fingers, stood up, untied his scrubs pants, letting them fall to his ankles, shucked down his underwear and proceeded to take the head of his cock and started rubbing it around my well lubed ass. "Oh, fuck, that feels so good. I haven't blown a nut in seven months, fuck, oh, fuck, my cock is leaking so much." Captain Delmar moaned. "Yeah, c'mon doc, let me feel that hard cock of yours, c'mon, slide it into my tight ass." I encouraged. Captain Delmar slowly began entering my ass, groaning and sighing as my ass swallowed his hard cock. "Oh God, your ass is tight, fucking tight, so fucking good, yeah, I'm gonna fuck you, fuck you hard bitch." Captain Delmar moaned as he began to thrust his cock in and out of my ass. "Oh fuck me, fuck me hard doc, slam that cock inside my ass, fill me up with your cum, c'mon doc, fuck me!" I gasped back. Both of us were quiet with our expressions of lust, the exam rooms weren't exactly sound proof and the good doctor would lose his commission if they knew he was in the exam room, fucking one of his patients, a male patient I might add, in the ass. His cock hammered my ass and I matched his thrusts with my hips, backing my ass onto his cock as he was slamming into me. I had enough room that I could reach down and was stroking my own cock, my had wet with my cock juice. "Oh God you feel so fucking good, so fucking good Stefan. Yeah, fucking milk my cock, c'mon, wrap those ass lips around my cock. Make it tight for me, oh GOD I need to fucking blow a load!" Captain Delmar exclaimed. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, doc, you're gonna make me cum, awwe shit here I go, I'm gonna shoot my fucking load!" I said and my cock let loose with a massive load, covering the front of the exam table and splattering onto the floor. Feeling my ass flexing around his cock took the good doctor to the thresh hold, he bucked twice, shoved his cock into me, groaned and began shooting his cum deep inside my ass. I feel each shot of his hot scalding cum and my own cock jerked again, another mini orgasm taking over as I continued to milk the cum from his cock.
Coming down off our orgasmic high, Captain Delmar removed his softening cock and began pulling his pants up. "Um, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that." he said, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. I rolled over and began cleaning my ass from the lube and cum. "Why? Don't be sorry! I fully understand and I fucking enjoyed it. I'm glad I got to be one to milk your cock!" I squeeled. "But it's not professional and I'm married and..." Captain Delmar stammered. "Relax doc, this is between you and me. Just think of this as a buddy helping another buddy out." I said, patting his shoulder. Once we were both dressed, he told me everything was fine and that if I needed anything else while I was there at Ft. Lewis, to call his personal number, to which he handed me his business card, patted my ass and left the room. I was escorted out by the same medical assistant and joined back up with the men. Moose took one look at me and knew exactly what had happened. Leaning into me, he whispered, "You fucking slut! You did the fucking doc didn't you?" I giggled, telling Moose everything he needed to know. "Are you still wet with his cum?" Moose whispered. "Yup!" I whispered back. "Was he good?" Moose asked. "Oh yeah, he was very good, got seven months worth of cum stored up in my ass!" I giggeled back. "Come with me." Moose whispered as he grabbed my hand and led me to the men's room. Fortunately it was empty and we made our way to the handicap stall, once inside Moose all but ripped my pants off of me, bent me over and started licking my ass, trying to get a taste of the doc's cum. "Oh fuck, he's sweet. Damn lil dude, fuck you are still wet!" Moose exclaimed as he continued to work my ass. I heard him unzip his jeans and felt the head of his cock enter my fucked ass. "Oh GOD lil buddy, if I knew you felt this good I'd been tapping your ass back in Columbia!" Moose exclaimed. I stood up, leaned back and turned my face to him, we started frantically french kissing as he ground his cock into my ass. "Fuck Moose, I thought you were only a bottom, but you can top pretty damn good too!" I exclaimed. "C'mon Moose, fucking pound my ass!" I screamed. Moose started slamming into me, telling me over and over how he loved fucking my tight ass and how we was going to be tapping my sweet hole a lot more. I panted and bucked back onto Moose's cock, I couldn't get enough of his dick inside my ass and couldn't believe how much I was loving this. I managed to turn so I was facing him and he had picked up me and was holding me against the wall of the bathroom stall as he continued to hammer my ass with his beautiful cock. My hands were all over his back and his ass, grabbing, sqeezing his perfect globes. My mouth searched out and found his and once again we were locked into a frenzied kiss. Moose pulled away, "Fuck babe, I'm gonna shoot!", slammed back into me and I soon felt his cock firing it's load deep into my ass. I grabbed my cock, aimed it towards Moose's face and started firing my own load. I sprayed Moose's face with my cum. When I was done shooting my load, he leaned into me and I began cleaning my cum off his face with my tongue, each time feeding to him with a deep long kiss. We heard someone enter and remained motionless. Moose was still holding me up so only one set of feet could be seen if anyone was trying to peer under stall, unfortunately they were facing the wrong way, so either way, we would have been busted. We heard the urinal flush and decided we needed to clean up and get back to the rest of the crew. On our way back, we passed Captain Delmar who just winked and gave me a big smile, signaling that all was well and he was good with what had happened.
Once we were all back together again, we grabbed our gear and returned to our hotel to start getting ready for tomorrow's events. I wasn't sure what was in store for this new adventure, but was already loving how it was starting out. Once back in my room, I stripped out my clothes, which had to wreak of cum by now, and headed for the shower to clean off. As I soaped up I couldn't help but grin and giggle, "Fucking Marines, gotta love em though and I can just imagine what's going to happen with this training event." I thought to myself. I rinsed off, got dressed and headed for the room that was to be our office. I entered just in time to see LTC Mann shoot his load all over Sanchez' face, neither saw me so I stepped back out of sight, clearing my throat, I said, "LTC Mann? You in here?" "Just a minute Stefan!" came the reply. I heard a quiet giggle and rustling of clothes and grinned, "Yup, situation normal!"
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