PAUL'S CHRISTMAS HOLIDAY PART #12
WARNING: This is a gay fantasy about gay men and boys involved in homosexual acts. If you are not of legal age to be reading this material or you do not approve, please exit. Thanks for your understanding. ______________________________________________________________________________
With a quick kiss, Carl left and did as Paul had suggested, he used the opposite ladder to go below and return to the populated areas of the barracks. Paul waited for a few minutes and descended without being seen, he returned to his room and prepared to take another shower before turning in.
Jerry dressed and rode the BMT across the Charles River and went to Reid's bar where he was submitted to nasty innuendo and comments. After so much, he stood his ground and more or less put Reid in his place after being ordered out of the bar. Jerry walked out with his head high. What he did not know was that Paul had become involved with a gay sailor and had admitted to himself that he was just a slut, he liked men too much. _____________________________________________________________________________
The days start early in the Navy and Paul roused out at 6AM just before he hears the morning watch starting to wake the men on both decks of the barracks. There is a sharp knock on his door and he calls out "okay, I'm awake. Get Sinclair and tell him I want to see him here."
"Right away Anchors, get him in a second."
Paul sits on the side of his bunk trying to get his morning hardon to soften but not having much luck, he was too horny. Stretching his arms over his head he hears another knock on the door and calls out "come on in". Carl opens the door and steps inside dressed only in his shorts with a towel over his shoulder. "Damn Carl you could have dressed first."
"The watchman said you wanted me right away here in your room so I came as I was. Looks like you have a hard problem that needs taking care of Paul."
Looking up at Carl, Paul sees his cock starting to lengthen and his eyes glittering. Moving towards Paul, he kneels down and shoves his face into Paul's crotch and he hears him say "Carl, not here" as he feels Carl's hot mouth searching for his cloth covered cock. Paul falls back on his elbows and thrusts his groin up, helping the search for his steel hard cock.
"Why not baby, no one is going to come thru that door and the chief won't be here until after 0900. I want to swallow your fresh morning cum, all of it." Carl starts to pull Paul's shorts down and he feels him lift his hips so it is easier. Carl smiles to himself as he slips them down off Paul's legs. He thinks as he does "man, this dude is as horny as I am and we are going to be together here for almost a year. Oh baby do I want him."
Paul swings himself up on his bunk and lets Carl have his way, he needs to cum bad now. He feels his body being straddled and then the pressure on his lips of Carl's soft silky cock head. Opening his eyes, he sees Carl over his body and opens his lips to allow him entry and feels his throat being filled by a soft silky hard cock. Carl leans forward and placing his hands on the headrail, he starts a slow piston motion as he fucks the hot mouth he has wanted so bad. Paul reaches for his cock and as he sucks on Carl he strokes his cock in unison with each ever increasingly urgent thrust of the huge piece of meat invading his mouth. Both men feel the juice rising and a hot lusting desire sweep over their bodies as they tighten every muscle just before exploding and cream gushes from both of them. Carl drops his head as he holds his cock deep in Paul's throat and groans "Oh my god Paul, my god that is the greatest feeling. Thanks baby" Withdrawing his cock he looks back and sees Paul's cum spread over his body and leans down and licks him clean and taking Paul's soft cock in his mouth he drains the last drops from his beautiful tool.
Paul sits up and motions for Carl to sit alongside of him. Putting his arm around Carl's broad well muscled shoulders he whispers "Carl as much as I love it, we cannot do this in here. If we are caught, you know what happens. Right?"
"Yeah Paul but you looked so damned hot and I was so horny, I couldn't help myself. My god man you know how sexy you are?"
"I have been told so. But this ends here. We can get together more discreetly if you want but not in here. Let me get some shorts on and my shower kit and I will see if the coast is clear for you to leave. You go into the head and not back to your bunk just yet, okay?"
Paul gathers his gear and as he is about to open the door he feels the back of his neck being kissed and hesitates for a moment before opening up. No one is on the deck so he motions Carl out and watches him sprint to the head. Paul closes the door and walks in the same direction to take a shower and get ready for the day after breakfast. Carl is already showering when Paul walks in and winks at him, turning on the water and rinsing the left over cum from under his chin.
Paul ate in the First Class Mess and introduced himself to some other petty officers that he would have little to do with. His job was running "H" Barracks under the supervision of Chief Coleman. He had noticed one thing that he wanted to change but had to talk with the Chief about it, there was too much smoking in the barracks. He wanted it restricted outdoors and under the table canopies. The barracks were wooden and they didn't need careless smoking. The big problem might be that the Chief was a smoker. Checking his watch as he finished his coffee, he noticed it was almost 0730 and muster was at 0800. If Carl was right the Chief would not be in for at least another hour so that gave him time to get the men assigned their duties and then he could check over the office, he had noticed it was a mess yesterday when he checked in.
Walking up the steps Paul pulled the door open and when he entered, he saw three men standing off by the water cooler. One of them was a third class petty officer. Stepping over to the group, he said "good morning, my name is Baxter." Extending his hand to the petty officer of the group he asked his name.
A young fellow about 21 or 22 answered "morning Baxter, my name is Masters, Charles Masters. Are you the PO in charge of the barracks or is their a Chief??
"To your first question, yes I am the PO in Charge and as to the second, there is a Chief who might be here about 0900. Something I can help you with?"
"Yeah Baxter ther......."
"Excuse me, it is Petty Officer Baxter, I let it slip the first time but lets not make a habit of it." Paul looks the kid in the eye as he corrects him and notices the other two men shuffle their feet a little. Paul could see that discipline was a little slack. "What was it you were going to ask me a minute ago." Paul asks the 3rd class again.
"Well Petty Officer, I need to get my orders endorsed so I can get reimbursement at the disbursing office. I have been here three days and I am broke but no one seems to know how to do it. If there is a Chief, I haven't seen him here."
"What is your specialty Masters?"
"Mine is Quartermaster and I see you are a Boatswain Mate"
"Okay then" Looking at his watch he saw it was about 10 minutes before muster. "You two waiting for something besides muster?" Paul asks the two youngsters that were standing there.
"Oh, no sir, just muster."
"Good, Masters you come with me for now and you guys hang out for another few minutes." Paul leads Masters to the office and opens the door. The place reeks of cigarettes and stale coffee. A good cleaning and airing is needed. He looks around for the muster list and finally finds it on a clip board hanging behind the Chief's desk, it is dated the day before so should be fairly current.
Turning around he sees Master's standing in the doorway and Paul orders him to open the windows in the office as he flips through the list of men that are supposed to be in the barracks awaiting movement to other commands or on duty here at the Shipyard. Under the muster list he sees several men's orders clipped there but he does not see any for Masters.
"Masters, I don't see any orders attached here for you. You know where they are? You did turn them in didn't you?"
"No I didn't Petty Officer Baxter. I saw the mess in here and I didn't want to take a chance of them being lost. I got them time stamped when I reported on board and kept them with me."
Paul thought that was probably a good idea from what he was seeing. "Let me have them then" and he extended his hand. Taking the orders he notes they are time stamped and Masters had been there 3 days without endorsement as he said. Checking his watch and the wall clock, he sees it is 0800. Reaching for the intercom system microphone, he orders all men to fall in for morning muster in the 1st deck dormitory. Turning he hands the muster list to Master and tells him "you hold the muster, I will be there with you."
Paul walks into the dormitory and sees men in various dress standing around. Paul may be gay but he knows military protocol and this is not it. Masters stops behind him and he hears Paul shout for the men to fall into ranks two abreast dressed right and forward. The men scramble and eventually fall into almost what he had ordered. Paul shakes his head and then orders all men of Petty Officer rank to fall out and form ranks to his left, 6 men fall out and form to his left.
"Gentlemen, this is the United States Navy and we muster in the uniform of the day unless assigned to a work detail. I see about half of you in that uniform. Those of you not properly dressed have 10 minutes to get changed and fall back into ranks or you will be placed on report for being out of uniform and failure to follow orders, UNDERSTOOD? Fall out"
Turning, Paul looks at the 6 petty officers and says "you people know that and should have issued the orders yourselves. Now I know that this is a transit barracks but that is no excuse for not following base orders. I will get back with you men shortly."
Paul looks over the remaining men and he sees Carl looking at him and he is beaming. He winks at Paul and gets a scowl for his efforts.
Eventually the men are back into ranks and properly dressed. The muster is held and Paul notices that Carl is a Yeoman Seaman. He assigns him to the office along with Petty Officer Masters. The day is long but he eventually gets things into some order and the office cleaned up. Orders are issued that there is no smoking allowed in the office or on the quarterdeck of the barracks. The Chief never does report so Paul handles things his way. Several sets of orders need to be properly endorsed and he handles it and assigns a detail of those men under Masters and sends them too the Disbursing Dept. Paul tells Carl to get the ladders leading to the third deck roped off with signs "off limits" posted and he wants him to move his bunk up closer to his quarters. Carl smiles when he is given this job to do. Paul places the 6 petty officers on rotating watches on the quarterdeck of 4 hours each. He hears them grumble about it but they don't object to him. He has been fair by not assigning them other duties when not on the quarterdeck. They can hang in the Base Exchange/Cafeteria but not in the barracks during working hours 0800 to 1630.
Wednesday has been long and after supper, Paul goes to his room and strips down to his shorts to lay down for a few minutes before showering. He has to call Jerry but has not had a chance too what with all he has had to do and was not finished yet. Laying there on his stomach, he falls off to sleep, he was so tired.
The sidewalks have been cleared pretty well from the storm and Jerry has no trouble in walking the short distance to the South Station for a check on the AmTrak Train schedules. New York City was not hit as hard by the storm so things were on time for his trip on Friday. AmTrak had added a couple of extra trains due to the holiday and that was a bonus since he was not sure when Paul would be able to get off. Jerry smiles thinking of Paul and was looking forward to the weekend.
Feeling the need to relieve himself, Jerry walks down into the men's restroom, a very large place with rows of standup urinals. Standing in front of one, Jerry unzips, pulling out his cock and a stream of urine hits the drain as he sighs in relief. Standing there holding his cock, Jerry has a thought of Paul again and he feels a surge at the base of his cock. Almost through Jerry pulls back his foreskin so he can assist in milking down the last drops but his cock surges and swells as he does and it feels good as he thinks of Paul. Glancing around the room he sees a young boy watching him and exposing a very hard good looking cock, they are alone. Jerry watches as the boy locks eyes with him and continues to pull on his cock. The boy looks to be about 17 or 18, blond and about 5'7" or so and his gaze does not waiver from Jerry's eyes as he moves to be alongside of him. Jerry has a very hard cock and while watching the boy he has been stroking it almost as if on auto pilot.
"Follow me if you want that sucked" the boy say's. The boy walks to the back of the room and enters a toilet stall as Jerry watches with a very hard, aching and throbbing cock. Looking around again he sees not one has come into the room. Moving to the door of the stall where the boy had gone, Jerry opens and the boy is sitting on the stool stroking his thick cut cock and motions Jerry inside. Quickly reaching for Jerry's hard cock, the boy leans forward and swallows it deep inside his throat with a loud moaning groan as Jerry gasps at the feeling.
Growling deep in his throat "suck me, take it all" Jerry pushes his cock deeper into the boy's throat and quickly feels his cum rising and gushing in thick surging torrents at the thrill of being sucked by this good looking boy in a public restroom. Jerry holds the boy's head as he slowly softens and feels his cock being stripped of its last drops of cum by the boy's lips. Without warning the boy stands up and presses his lips against Jerry's probing with his tongue and as he feels Jerry respond he slips his tongue in depositing some of Jerry's cum on his tongue.
Jerry swallows the saliva laden with cum and it tastes salty but sweet. Leaning back he hears the boy whisper "man would I like to get in bed with you. Do you live close or got a place?"
Looking at the boy, Jerry asks "how old are you?"
"19 and very horny. You got somewhere we can go? I need you bad, feel my cock. I'm still hard as a rock."
Without thinking Jerry hears himself saying "My apartment is about 15 mins away if you want to go there with me, my name is Jerry."
"Hi, I'm Bobby. Let's go."
On the BMT again, Jerry thinks "damn, maybe Reid is right I am a bitch but this is a hot good looking stud and I am horny since Paul left." Jerry feels the boy pressing his leg against his and looking into his eyes he notices they are gray and not the normal blue that you see in most blonds except he is not blond but a light brown with blond highlights. He smiles and the boy smiles back...........
Paul awakens to the feeling of his back muscles being massaged and stroked by soft hands and turning his head he sees Carl sitting on the side of his bed massaging his back and it feels so good.
Seeing that Paul is awake, Carl leans over and whispers softly "feels good doesn't it Paul? From the way you were going today I knew you could use a rubdown, turn over on your back." Paul does as he is told, it feels so good to relax and let Carl rub and stroke his body. It feels so good he hasn't even thought about where they are.
Pouring a small amount of suntan oil in his palm, Carl starts at Paul's neck and slowly rubs his hands over his pectoral muscles feeling Paul's nipples harden under his fingers. Slowly he works the oil into his skin and he admires the soft but solid texture as he applies pressure just below the breast plate in a downward motion that reaches over his very hard flat stomach but stops short of where he wants to go. Running both hands back up Paul's rib cage he hears him sigh "Ummmmmmmmmmm yes Carl, that feels so good. Don't stop." Carl renews his ministrations as he feels his own cock hardening and stretching in his shorts.
Carl leans over and Paul hears "Oh god you are gorgeous Paul and I want you to fuck me please" as he runs his fingers under the waistband of Paul's shorts and entangles his fingers in the thick dark hairs of his pubic patch.
Opening his eyes, Paul sees Carl kneeling beside his bed and feels his hands rubbing his body. His cock is steel hard and throbbing as he feels Carl scratching his pubic hair right at the base of his manhood. Standing up, he pulls the mattress off the bunk onto the floor and motions Carl to lay down as he strips his shorts off. Carl stretches out on the mattress never taking his eyes off of Paul and sees his massive cock swing free and with a gasping sucking intake of air he hisses "yessssssssssss, yesssssss you know what I want baby, fuck me."
Paul stands over Carl and runs his eyes over the gorgeous boy laying there waiting for him to take him but realizing where they are, he turns and locks the door before kneeling down beside him. Straddling Carl's waist he runs his hands up under his shoulders and lifts Carl's head to meet his lips in a lustful passionate kiss. Tongues twisting and exchanging of their saliva Paul feels his body being pulled downward by Carl's steel muscled arms. Breaking their kiss, Paul lays his head alongside Carl's and whispers in his ear "You want me to fuck you Carl? You want to feel my big cock filling your ass baby? Do you think you can take all of me up your ass? Tell me Carl, how bad do you want me to fuck you?"
Carl feels his body being washed by waves of desire as he answers Paul "Fuck me hard Paul, I have never wanted a man as bad as I want you. Drive that huge cock up my ass and fill me with your meat and cum, let me have all of you. God I am so hot for you" as he runs his hands over the tight muscles of Paul's back and down to his hips. Carl feels Paul twist and his legs straighten out along side of his. He feels the thick hardness of Paul's cock pressing into his crotch and he spreads his legs to allow him better access as he feels the pre-cum flowing from the tip of his cock and he moves his hips in a thrusting motion.
The suntan lotion that Carl had been using made their bodies slick and as Paul is sliding down Carl's body he reaches for the oil and runs his hand down inside his crotch feeling for his puckered asshole. Touching his rosebud with his fingers he feels Carl tense for a moment before relaxing as he slowly inserts his middle finger up to the knuckle, Carl is hot and tight. Massaging the inner walls of his rectum Paul slowly inserts his index finger and now has two massaging the tight sphincter muscle and leaning against Carl he whispers "relax baby relax. I'm not going to hurt you, just relax." He feels the tension flowing out of Carl's body as he inserts a third finger and he knows Carl wants him.
Slowly Paul slips his throbbing cock up to the entrance of Carl's rectum and placing the dripping head against its entrance he applies a little pressure and feels the tip slipping in. Leaning forward with his arms on either side of Carl's body and his legs around his waist, he presses inward with his hips and feels the head of his cock slip inside and the tightness of Carl's sphincter muscle snap like a clamp just behind his cockhead and hears him groan "ohhhhh god Paul that hurts." Paul stops and waits.
"Just relax Carl, press down a little with your ass muscles and relax. I will take it easy." Paul realizes that this boy is a virgin from the tightness of his ass muscles and knows he must not lose control or he could really mess him up. Feeling Carl relaxing, he pushes another inch in and hesitating for a second he slides more into Carl without hearing him groan or thrashing around. Pushing deeper Paul feels his pubic hair pushing against Carl's ass and knows he is over 8" inside Carl's very tight hot ass. Lowering his body onto Carl's he whispers "I'm in Carl, feel my cock filling your ass? You like it Carl, you ready for me to fuck you baby" and Paul starts a slow piston motion of his hips.
"Oh Paul baby, fuck me man. Give it all to me god you feel so good inside of me. Please don't stop Paul." Carl is lifting his ass to meet Paul's quickening thrusts as he strokes his cock in time with every thrust of his hard cock in his ass. Sweat is pouring off of both men and mixed with the oil, their bodies glisten as they have slipped into the sexual fog they have created and feel the out of body experience of total enveloping desire for one to satisfy the other.
They both feel the churning of the cum in their ball sacs and know it is not long before they explode in a cataclysmic volcanic spewing of their lifes force into and onto their bodies. Feeling their nuts drawing up into their groins and the swelling of their achingly hard cocks with the tightening of their body muscles, they both groan "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my god, my god" as they cum together and their cocks jerk with each gushing explosion.
Paul rams his cock tight into Carl as he feels himself cum and he feels Carl drive his hips against him and the wetness of the hot ejaculation of his boys cream over their bodies. Both men collapse and slowly descend from the heights they had reached together. It is a warm satisfying feeling that spreads through their bodies. It is almost as if they have become one entity each in the other.
Paul brushes his lips over Carl's and looking into his eyes he softly says "thanks Carl, that was fantastic. It has been a long time since I had a virgin in my arms."
"How did you know I was a virgin Paul?"
"You were too tight and I could tell you were fighting screaming as I slipped in as gently as I could. I warned you I was big and to be sure you wanted me."
"I know you did Paul but I wanted to be fucked so bad and I knew you were the one I wanted to do it with" as he strokes Paul's back. "Paul, would you let me fuck you?"
"Later Carl, not tonight. We better get cleaned up for now. I knew you were going to ask me that and I want to feel you inside me also."
Still holding on, Carl says "how did you know that Paul. Damn I have a lot to learn."
"When someone is virgin, it is a pretty sure bet they have not screwed someone and I love having a virgin fuck me. Now lets get cleaned up." Paul lifts his body up slowly still watching Carl lay there like an innocent, stretching and rubbing his cum over his tawny well muscled body. "He is a sexy tease" Paul thinks.
Pulling Carl up and against his body in the steel grip of his arms Paul looks into his eyes and says "boy you are sexy and I want you but we have to be careful and you know it. Into the showers now and no more trying to be a coquette" as he slaps Carl's ass.
They both slip out into the darkened barracks....
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