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I lose interest when you lose interest. If I don't hear from you guys, the writer's block sets in. Some of my stories never end and some mix in with others. In this chapter we start to see characters from "Post Deployment Dad" and "Wrong Side of the Tracks" as well as "The Family Hogan". A couple of new characters as well. Rick Torrez and Travis Turnster. Aaron is being pushed out of the list of characters slowly...maybe.
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All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real places but with made up people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more.
Live life how you wish on your own terms and do not judge others. Life is too short.
Sean Strong - 29, 6'1", 205 lbs, a body similar to Henry Cavill but a face like Tom Hardy for inspiration, Handsome but not model material, Dark Brown Hair, almost black pool of eyes, constant five o'clock shadow, pouty lips, Marine, Gunnery Sergeant MARSOC, Units operation chief, wounded while accompanying Iraqi Security Forces in North Central Iraq. Three GSW (Gun Shot Wounds) Shattered mid left thigh, shattered the right collar bone, and a bullet grazed his jawline on the right side of his face and took off his right ear lobe. In Pacific High School, San Bernardino, California, he had a 3.7 GPA and was the quarterback on the football team. San Diego State University, he majored in linguistics. Speaks Spanish, Arabic (emphasis in Mesopotamian), and Gaeilge (not offered in school, studied it on his own) in honor of his lineage. Played football for the San Diego State Aztecs for four years. After he received his degree he was recruited by the Marines. Seven years in.
Finn Strong - 26, 5'7", 175 lbs, See Chance Marsteller for inspiration, Dark Reddish Brown Hair, Green eyes, Handsome/cute in a rougher sort of way, Physical Therapist, in conjunction with Desert Regional Medical Center, Palm Springs, CA, independent under contract. In Pacific High School, San Bernardino, California, he had a 3.9 GPA and split his time between wrestling and gymnastics. His senior year he transferred to La Jolla High School where he gave soccer a try in lieu of wrestling or gymnastics. Maintained his GPA. Studied Physical Therapy at San Diego State University. Continued soccer while at school.
Officer Rick Torrez - 29, 6'0", 200 lbs, Use a more muscular Wilmer Valderrama, actor, for reference. Dark hair, dark eyes, handsome and masculine. 8 years in the Marines now on the Palm Springs Police Department as a uniformed officer. Football player in high school. Belmont High School, Los Angeles.
Private Travis Turnster - 21, 5'7" 180 lbs, a more muscular Josh Hutcherson look for reference, brown thick hair, energetic green eyes, constant country smile, only child, grew up with his dad alone, mother died when he was very young, dad is a mechanic with his own small shop at 39, Travis wrestled and played baseball at Grissom High School in Huntsville, Alabama, following in his dad's footsteps in sport. Joined the Marines right out of high school. In his fourth year.
Private Aaron Mitchell (from the plane) - 24, 5'10" 180 lbs, Sort of a Richard Madden look. Dark Reddish hair, green eyes, Handsome and cute but looks like he's had a rough life with conservative parents but still looks young. Private in the Marines deciding if he is going to re-up in this year. Early history is a mystery.
Where we left them::
They soon fell asleep.
A few hours later they felt the bed shift. Sean opened his eyes and saw Officer Rick Torrez get in behind Travis. And then he felt the bed move behind him. He turned and saw Finn behind him. "Finn!" Both men were in gym shorts and tank tops.
"Shh, shh, big brother. I just had to see if you were alright. I love you so much." Finn said quietly. Travis hadn't woken up yet. Finn kissed Sean on the cheek being careful not to bump his arm as he was on Sean's bad side.
Then Sean looked over at Rick, "You taking care of my little brother?"
"As long as he lets me I will always take care of him." Rick said beaming at Finn. That told Sean all he needed to know. Finn was in good hands it seemed.
He turned back to Finn and said, "We're both going to have to see someone. I know my PTSD will react at some point and you need help too." He said as lovingly to Finn as he could. He didn't want to wait to have that conversation with Finn. He knew how PTSD fucked up your life. He didn't want it to happen to Finn.
"Rick and I already talked about it. You're right. Rick has some people for me to see. You have the VA. We'll figure it out. I'm just happy to be with you right now." Finn said.
"Me too little brother." Sean said.
Travis woke up just then and looked around. "Whoa!" He said when he noticed the other two. Then he grinned. "So I could get used to waking up like this." He giggled.
The PT and his Brother the Marine, Part Six::
At about 5 PM, after Travis and Sean talking to Finn and Rick for about an hour in bed, Travis helped Sean on with his shorts and then put on a pair himself. Sean was worried about the way his pits stunk. "All you'll have is admirers in this house, nothing to fret about." Rick said, chuckling.
When they walked out of the guest house they found Jason laying nude on a lounge chair with a picture of margaritas on the table next to him. There was a large galvanized steel container, in the shade, filled with cans of beer and ice. "They emerge!" Jason yelled out. "And so overdressed!" He joked.
"Sorry, I wasn't sure of the dress code." Sean quipped back. Then he turned to Travis, "Babe, de-pants me, please."
Travis dropped his shorts first and then got on his knees and took off his new lover's shorts. He stole a kiss to Sean's cock before he stood back up. "Naughty boy." Sean grinned down at him.
Sean then looked over and saw that Rick and Finn were with the program already as well. It didn't take long to see what his little brother was so taken with. Rick's thick veiny brown cock laid over his large balls like an elephant's trunk. He silently wondered if his new inlaw was into swapping a bit. Sean didn't get fucked often but Officer Torrez could come knocking at his back door anytime he wanted.
Travis got Sean settled in a lounge near Jason while he worked on getting them drinks. Rick and Finn were on a double lounger nearby, in the shade, with their arms wrapped around each other. Each sipping on a beer.
Travis opted for beer but not before pouring a margarita for Sean. "He's going to spoil me." Sean said shyly, but with a deep lustful tone, to Jason.
Travis then went over to Finn and Rick to get to know Finn a bit, leaving Sean and Jason alone. "I've never seen him taken with someone like this before. Have you fucked him yet?" Jason asked.
"Oh yeah. Prime cunt too." Sean answered, his cock jumped a bit. Jason noticed and smirked.
"Looks like you're just as taken with him." Jason observed. "Hot little muscle cub bottom. He takes cock like a champ. It's different with you though. He's really into you. I can't say I blame him brother. You are a sight for sore eyes. Even banged up."
"Well right back at ya, brother." Sean grinned. "But you always have been a sight. Even back in the corps everyone had a thing for you."
"Even you?" Jason asked, hopefully. He felt he and Sean were going to be great friends again. But some flirting never hurt anyone.
Sean blushed uncharacteristically, "I'm only human." He joked.
"The feeling was and still is mutual. We'll need to double date. Or triple date." He then looked over at Finn and Rick.
"That is a lot of muscle in one bed, brother." Sean chuckled.
"We have a playroom." Jason answered quietly.
"Of course you do." Sean laughed. "Until the shoulder heals though I'm going to have to try to be somewhat good. Just need four good weeks for it to fuse together. No rough stuff for at least six to eight. I miss working out the most."
"Not sex?" Jason grinned.
"So far I've fucked the psycho, Finn and Travis. Riding me is the easiest way but I have been getting it once in a while." Sean said.
"So you fucked the guy that kidnapped you and Finn? How did that happen." Jason asked. "If it's too soon...."
"No, no. Need to keep talking about it. Otherwise I'll end up in the VA psych ward." Sean said, "We met him at the airport when we were coming back from Virginia. He helped us on the plane. He was going back to LA to see his folks. We exchanged contact info and a week later he asked if he could come by for the weekend. Offered to stay in a motel. I was stupid and offered him a room."
"Not stupid. We all would have done it for another Marine." Jason interrupted.
"Well, thanks for that, but I still feel responsible. He fucking almost killed Finn." Both of Sean's fists balled up.
"Don't blame yourself. There are plenty of fucked up people that cover it very well. Casey, who you'll meet soon, had some pretty dark days before we got him on his meds and to see someone. He is a totally different person now. Would give you the shirt off his back, if he ever wore one." Jason chuckled. "Now I trust him with my life. He just needed help out of the negative tunnel he was in."
"Well, if Aaron hadn't already killed his parents we probably could have helped him. By the time he came to us though he was too far gone. Without us knowing it. He seemed like such a nice normal kid. Hot fucker too. But really fucked up in the head." Sean went on. "Anyway, the three of us had sex all weekend until Sunday. That's when stuff went to shit I think. It might have been Monday. I can't get the days right."
"It's alright. Days don't matter. The fact that you and Finn are safe matters." Jason said.
Sean looked over at Finn and said, "If anything serious had happened to him I would have died."
"I am the one person out of everyone in our group, besides Wes maybe, that understands how you feel." Jason said.
"Yeah, what happened with your son was just as fucked up (Read "Post Deployment Dad" for the details), if not more." Sean said, "When I heard about that I felt so bad for you. I should have reached out. But I really didn't know where you were. I knew you were from Louisiana somewhere."
"No worries, brother. You're here now and we're glad to have you." Jason smiled at Sean.
About quarter till 6 a very hot and well built man in a tailored suit came out the french doors in the back of the house. He waved to Rick and nodded towards Finn. Then he went straight to Jason and kissed him hello.
"Sean, this is my main man, Patrick. Patrick, Gunnery Sergeant Sean Strong." He nodded towards Sean. "His little brother, Finn, is with Rick."
"Nice to meet you Sean. I've heard so much about you. And I see most of it is true." He looked at Sean appreciatively. Then he walked over to Finn and welcomed him as well. Afterwards he gave Rick and Travis a peck on the lips hello.
Sean looked at Jason and let out a soft whistle. "Damn, brother. That is some prime beef."
Jason smiled proudly and said, "Wait till you see him out of the suit. Not bad for a civilian, eh?"
"I don't know if they call G-men civilians, but I can't wait to see him unwrapped." Sean chuckled.
"Well, it won't be long. He's just about as big of an exhibitionist as young Travis is. And, if you let him, he'll be riding your cock when the time is right as well." Jason said, noticing that Sean's cock was getting some blood in it.
"Again, can't wait." Sean said as he watched Patrick take off his jacket as he chatted with Finn, Rick and Travis. Then he noticed he excused himself and went into the house. Sean followed Patrick's ass inside the house. It was an incredible sight that looked like it just wanted to bust out of those tailored pants.
"That's the last time you'll see him in clothes till he goes back to work tomorrow." Jason smiled.
"There may be a god after all." Sean chuckled.
Ten minutes later Patrick came out of the house without a stitch on. His unblemished white skin looked like cream stretched over the perfectly rounded muscles. He walked like an athlete and looked like a model. His muscular globes looked like a thicker and meatier version of Finn's and Travis'.
"You fuck that every night?" Sean asked with a hint of envy.
"And then some. It's my ass but I share." Jason smirked.
Sean looked at Jason and said, "Travis told me about a night when you went from one ass to the other. You fucked Patrick then Travis. Then back again. Fucking hot."
"Well then he didn't give you the whole story. It happened more than once." Jason grinned. Both men were starting to get hard as they looked over and saw Rick and Finn making out. Patrick had his arm over Travis' shoulder while they talked.
A few minutes later Travis looked over and saw the state his man was in and got up from under Patrick's arm. He came over and kneeled down next to Sean. "Anything I can help you with?"
"Boy, I told you, if my cock needs taking care of you don't have to ask. Just do it. Make sure you show our host that fine hairless cunt of yours while you do." Sean said.
"Yes, sir." Travis said as he stood up, went between Jason and Sean's lounge chairs, and then bent over and took Sean's cock into his mouth. As he stood there bent over he spread his legs giving Jason the opportunity to see his hole. Jason, of course, couldn't let the hole not get worked. He sat up in his chair and put his feet on the ground behind Travis. He spread his cheeks with his hands and zero'd in on Travis' hole with his tongue.
Soon Patrick was standing beside Sean. "My kind of happy hour."
Sean looked up at their new friend and said, "Will his spit be enough lube? Or am I being too presumptuous?"
"I won't hurt you?" Patrick asked. Wanting the cock in his ass but weary of causing the Marine anymore injury.
"Just squat over me when you're ready. But how about some mouth to mouth action?" Sean asked.
"Don't mind if I do." Patrick swung a leg over Travis' head so he could stand over Sean. Then he bent over and started to make out with the sergeant. Travis looked up and saw Patrick's big ass in front of him. He then proceeded to go from Sean's cock to Patrick's ass. Taking time with each one of them. Both of them becoming wetter with his spit.
Soon Jason was fucking Travis. His cock embedded deep into the boy. Travis was just holding onto Patrick at this point. But Patrick had his own mission. To get Sean's cock, a cock he hadn't had before, up his slutty ass. He continued to make out with Sean as he squatted further down and aimed Sean's cock at his ass. Almost pushing Travis out of the way.
At one point Patrick looked over at Rick and Finn. Rick was giving it to Finn pretty good. He hoped to get Rick's cock again one day also. But right now Sean's thick cock was doing a number on stretching his hole. He was enjoying the initial pain of entry. Made him feel alive.
Soon Jason unloaded into Travis. He went deep and held onto Travis' hips tight. Travis hadn't cum yet.
Rick and Finn were already done and were snuggling on their own lounge chair.
Once Sean came in Patrick's ass Patrick made sure to milk his cock to completion. Getting every drop. Jason had fallen back to his lounge chair content. Travis just stood there like he was waiting for another order.
Patrick bent down and was making out with Sean again as Sean's cock fell out of his ass. Sean pulled away long enough to say, "Private, I know you haven't cum yet. Stick your cock up his ass and mix your seed with mine."
"Yes, Sir! Do you mind Patrick?" Travis asked Patrick.
"Do I mind having another cock up my ass? It's like you don't even know me Travis. Fuck me!" That made Sean and Jason chuckle.
Four weeks later, at 29 Palms Marine base (Marine Air Ground Task Force Training Command & Marine Corps Air Ground Combat Center), on a Friday, young Private Travis Turnster was being discharged. His four was up and after meeting Sean he decided not to re-up. He was content. He hoped Sean was too.
Pat, Shay's lover, was giving Travis a job at the auto shop he owned. Pat had pulled back from it and was letting Vic run it. Vic needed an assistant as it was just busy enough. Travis' training in the corps helped.
Finn, that afternoon, picked up Sean from Jason's house, at around 4 PM, so that they could go to Finn's house and talk. It was a while since they had been home other than to pick up things now and then. Finn was living with Rick and Sean was staying in the guest house at Jason's still. They still felt the ghost of Aaron at the house and were avoiding living there for now.
Finn was making sure to keep up on Sean's PT sessions by visiting him at Jason's every other day. When the cast came off it would be daily. With Travis getting out of the Marines Sean and Finn were going to talk about the future.
As Sean was still in his leg cast, the doctor at the VA said he would feel better if they gave it a couple of more weeks. Although it wasn't a complete shatter of the femur there was enough damage that it would take some time to heal. And having weight on it was to be limited. But on the upside Sean's shoulder was doing much better. Healing much faster than they thought after the abduction. As long as he didn't lift anything heavy for a few weeks he could stop wearing the sling.
When they got to the house Finn helped Sean into the living room and onto the couch. Sean, of course, stripped off his tee shirt right away. He also kicked off his flips leaving him in just gym shorts, and the cast of course. Even though he hadn't been active physically in weeks the sight of Sean still took Finn's breath away.
Rick had worked the overnight shift the night before and was home sleeping. That meant Finn hadn't had cock in a couple of days and was horned up. He was looking at his brother's lump in his shorts like it was his last meal.
"See something you like, little brother?" Sean grinned.
"You know I do. Do you mind if we get something out of the way before we talk?" Finn sounded like he was flirting a bit.
"Why don't you help me get my shorts off and then you can tell me what we need to get out of the way? That is if you want to, boy." Sean said, knowing how Finn loved to be subservient to him.
Finn got the shorts past the cast as Sean lifted his ass off the couch. The first thing that hit his nose was the musky scent of Sean's crotch. Showering was impossible for Sean so it was all sponge baths. Sponge baths never take away the masculine scent the way showers do and Finn was glad. The scent of his brother was always a turn on for Finn.
"Strip little brother and show me your cunt. I haven't seen it in days. That fucker Rick has been keeping it from me." Sean said in a growl.
As Finn stripped off he said, "He hasn't been keeping it from you. He knows the rank. We've all been busy. I could, however, say the same about Travis. Keeping that cock away from me."
"Enough talking. Bend over and show me that hairless hole. I want to get my face in there. Will I find remnants of Rick?" Sean asked.
"Unfortunately not. It's been a few days." Although what he didn't tell Sean was that a couple of days ago he stopped by the motel and let Shay and Casey fuck him good. He hadn't even told Rick yet. He felt like such a slut doing it and it felt good. Like the old days, before Sean came home. Rick hasn't even fucked him since then.
"Is Rick the only one fucking my hole?" Sean asked.
Finn looked back at him in a bit of shock. It was like Sean knew. "What do you mean?"
"Don't lie to me, little brother. If Rick hasn't been fucking you someone has. You can't go days without a cock inside you. Can you, slut?" Sean wasn't angry. If anything he was more turned on. But Finn was still wondering what he knew.
"Well, I....Rick doesn't know." Finn started.
"That you're a slut or who else fucked you?" Sean asked while pulling Finn's hips back towards his face.
Finn giggled nervously and said, "He knows I'm a slut. Hell, he knows you and I fuck. But he's been working so much I didn't want him to know that I had fun without him." Finn admitted.
"Who was it?" Sean asked just before licking Finn's hole.
"Oh gawd, um, it was at the motel. Two days ago." Finn answered, relishing what was happening to his boy pussy right then.
Sean pulled back for a moment and asked, "Who? Who fucked my hole? Stop fucking stalling."
"Shay and Casey." Finn said as Sean got aggressive with his hole. Sean was chewing and tonguing him like a crazy man.
Sean kept his mouth on his brother's cunt as he said, "Don't...ever..hold out...on me....again...slut!" Finn's hips were beginning to hurt by how hard Sean was holding onto them with his hands as he seemed to try to get his whole head up Finn's ass.
"I won't, I promise!" Finn responded. He was sweating. He was so turned on. Sean did that to him like no other. He couldn't wait till the cast was off and they could have no-holds barred sex.
After about ten minutes of wrecking Finn's pussy with his mouth Sean pulled back and said, "Sit on my cock now, whore. I need to reclaim it. Fuck whoever you want but always tell me about someone new afterwards. Always."
"Yes, sir." Finn said as he turned around.
Sean slid down on the couch a bit, so his ass was on the edge. Finn was going to face him. The way they both preferred. He wanted to kiss his little brother's plump lips anyway.
They fucked slowly that evening. A cleansing of sorts. Just the two of them in their own little world. They ended up staying there that night. Sean fucking Finn multiple times. They needed this.
No one called them to find out where they were. Travis and Rick, especially, knew where their boyfriends were. They knew from the beginning they would have to share.
During his lunch break Rick stopped by Jason's house to see if Travis was there. He was horny and knew his boyfriend was unavailable.
He went around back to the guest house in full uniform. He opened the door and walked right in. He found Travis naked in the kitchen doing dishes. Travis turned around thinking it might be Sean. His ass started to itch when he saw Rick in full uniform.
"I don't have much time and need to fuck. You game?" Rick said.
"I'll have to tell Sean." Travis said.
"So, our boyfriends are fucking each other right now. As long as we're honest it won't matter. But I don't even have time to get undressed. I just need some boy pussy." Rick said.
Travis didn't say anything else. He went straight to the couch and got on his back with his ass on the edge. He pulled his knees back to his chest. He was always down for a quick fuck.
Rick unzipped his pants and pulled down his jock under his balls. He looked at Travis' hairless hole, much like Finn's, and growled a bit. "I hope Finn tastes your ass on my cock later. I'm not going to wash it until he does." He said as he kneeled down on the floor in front of Travis.
Rick lined his cock up with the boy's hole and slowly sank in. Stretching Travis like he liked. He couldn't wait to carry Rick's load inside of him.
After Rick was done with him and left Travis walked out to the pool and settled down on one of the lounges with a beer. After a few minutes Jason came outside, naked, carrying a cocktail. "Was that Rick?" he asked as the Police cruiser pulled out of the driveway.
Travis blushed and nodded yes.
"Did he leave a load for Sean to find?" Jason asked.
"You want to add to it?" Travis asked, still horned up from the quickie with Rick.
"You want my husband to find me fucking you when he gets home from work, don't you? You fucking slut." Jason said playfully.
"Oh fuck yes sir!" Travis said. And that is exactly what happened.
While the brothers, Sean and Finn, rekindled their physical relationship, and Travis had fun with Rick, Jason and eventually Patrick, a strapping dude with messy reddish brown hair walked into The Eagle in San Diego around 6 PM. The bar had opened around two but it was still early for this place.
The dude had been in Mexico for the past month but needed some money. He knew his bank accounts were being monitored so he was looking for some quick cash. He wasn't beyond getting fucked for cash.
The pickings were thin at that time of day, especially at opening, but he had nowhere to be. He could wait it out. He still had some cash to buy some beers and maybe some grub.
All he had on was his old board shorts that were tread bare. A wife beater and some flips. Not the appropriate dress for this levi leather bar but since he was here early they wouldn't throw him out. They just wouldn't let him in, dressed like that, later in the night.
He was sweaty from his travels. His pits were strong and ripe. But he knew he was in the right place for that. It was a Friday night, after all, at The Eagle. Someone would be gnawing at his pits before the end of the night.
He had stashed his car in Chula Vista and taken buses up to San Diego. It was a long trip by bus but the stolen car he had 'acquired' in Mexico was better hidden in Chula Vista than being seen on the highways of San Diego. At least he hoped so. He left it in a 24 hour Walmart parking lot.
By nine PM he had had three beers. He hung out in the dark corner of the bar leaning up against a bar table. His shirt was off and hanging in his back pocket. His boardshorts were riding low. Real low. A good inch of crack was showing of his muscular bubble butt. Besides finding cash he was hoping to get fucked. Fucked really good. He hadn't eaten since yesterday morning and cleaned out before he left his fleabag motel this morning in Tijuana.
Around 10:30 he noticed a big guy looking at him. The dude was muscular and just had on jeans and boots. A black leather band around his bicep. That was it. His face wasn't pretty at all but he made up for it with muscle and a large package in his jeans.
The big guy also sported a haircut that was high and tight. He was either totally into his fetish or he was in the service. From the way the guy carried himself the dude thought the latter. At least recently he was in the service.
About thirty minutes later the big guy walked up to the dude. He was carrying an extra beer. When he got to the table he put the extra beer in front of the dude. "Name is Mac, yours?"
"Seth, this for me?" Seth/Aaron asked.
"If you want it." Mac said matter of fact.
"Thanks." was all Seth/Aaron said.
"Don't mention it. I want to kiss you." Mac said all of a sudden.
"That all?" Seth/Aaron asked.
"Fuck no. I want to fuck that ass too." Mac was blunt and honest. Aaron found it refreshing.
"Here?" Seth/Aaron smirked.
"Maybe later. Want to get you all sweaty first. Maybe dance with you while we make out. Want some molly? I usually take one about now. Kicks in around midnight. When things get going. You know?" Mac said.
Aaron liked this guy. No beating around the bush. He knows what he's here for and he's honest about it. "What the fuck. I'm here for the same thing you are I reckon. Army?" Seth/Aaron asked.
"How'd you know?" Mac asked suspiciously.
"I just got out. You were either Army or Marines. Don't seem like the Navy or Air Force type. I was just a grunt in the Air Force myself." Seth/Aaron lied as he shouted over the house music.
"Yeah, ok. You seemed like military. Maybe that's why I have a hardon for you." Mac said.
"I don't see a hardon, yet." Seth/Aaron looked down to the mound in the man's jeans.
"Don't worry, you'll see it. Then you'll be begging me to shove it up your cunt." Mac bent down and said into Seth/Aaron's ear.
After he stood back up he took two pills out of his pocket and offered one of them to Seth/Aaron. He held both of them in the palm of his hand giving Seth/Aaron the choice so that he would know he was on the up and up. Even though handing out drugs in a bar isn't exactly on the up and up.
This made Aaron trust him and take one of the pills. After a few minutes Mac went and got them two more beers. By midnight they looked like a couple. Mac, when he wasn't making out with Seth/Aaron, kept his arm around the shorter man's shoulder. Sort of letting others know he was with him.
The bar had become crowded by now. Men standing and dancing right up against each other. The smell of poppers was in the air. Mac had a bottle himself that he was sharing with Seth/Aaron.
By 1 AM things were really heating up in the bar. Shirts were a rarity. Aaron noticed men giving others hand jobs and blow jobs in the dark corners. Seedy and dark. Just like Aaron liked it.
Mac's ripe and smelly pit on his shoulder was making Aaron horny for him. His face wasn't much to look at but his body was choice and he definitely had some dominant characteristics.
Mac soon removed his arm from around Aaron's shoulder and let his hand travel down Aaron's muscular back. He kept going till he got to the top of Aaron's board shorts. Mac put his beer down and used that hand to unfasten Aaron's shorts. They fell to the floor.
Aaron, having no issue being nude in public, bent down and picked his shorts off of the floor and kept his flips on. There could be broken glass on the floor.
After that Mac started to play with Aaron's hole. Fingering it and massaging it. After a while he said, "I have to take a piss. I'll be right back." But Aaron stopped him.
Aaron got on his knees and opened Mac's jeans. Then he put his mouth on the man's half hard cock and looked up. Mac grinned, "You asked for it fucker." He slowly let loose a stream of piss into Aaron's awaiting mouth. "Fuck yeah. Got me a pig bottom. Fuckin' knows how to treat a man. Fucking good bitch." Mac said. No longer holding back his need to be in control. "Fucking going to own you boy. Don't spill a fucking drop. I'll make that ass red if you do."
Others around them noticed what was happening but there was more of a shrug of the shoulders rather than interest. It was The Eagle after all. There was a reason the place smelled like piss.
Mac began to get hard as his piss subsided. As Aaron felt the larger man grow in his mouth he soon realized that this wasn't an average piece of meat. Even though Mac displayed a nice package in his jeans it was deceiving how large the cock would actually get once aroused.
Mac pulled Seth/Aaron up to his feet by his pits and said into his ear,"Lean against the table. And remember, this isn't the only time I'm going to fuck you tonight."
Mac took out a small tube of lube from his jeans and spread it on his cock. Then he took two fingers, coated in lube, and shoved them up Seth/Aaron's hole. He spread it open as much as he could, preparing it for penetration.
The crowd was loud and sweaty. The smell of piss was replaced by musk and desperation. A few people around them were breaking decency laws themselves. Fucking and sucking out in the open. More than a few had lost their clothes entirely.
Aaron felt the large cock at his hole and waited for the pain. But Mac was so experienced at what he was doing Aaron barely felt his anal ring give way. But he felt full, almost instantly. As Mac inched his way into Aaron's shitter Aaron opened up, letting him in. He really didn't feel any pain. Just full.
The molly must be doing its job. Aaron felt like he could get fucked by everyone in the bar. His hole feeling the best it's ever felt. Soon he was making out with a random stranger while Mac started to slam into him. Another dude was under the table sucking his cock. Aaron was in heaven.
The sex, the molly and the poppers left Aaron barely hanging onto the table. But he lasted long enough for Mac to breed him. Then, after Mac slapped his ass, another top took over. And then another. Before Mac finally dragged him out of the bar he was bred by six guys, including Mac.
"I'm going to fuck that sloppy cunt when we get back to my place." Mac said. Aaron didn't remember agreeing to going home with him but as fucked up as he was he thought it was a good idea after all.
When they got to Mac's apartment, which was a short walk from the bar, they stripped and started to make out again. True to his word Mac was fucking him again within minutes of walking into the place.
They only lasted about twenty minutes this time before both of them passed out on Mac's bed.
A few hours later Aaron woke up. He looked around and tried to remember where he was. It took a few minutes but he remembered. He got paranoid. He was in a crowded bar and was surprised no one recognized him from the news. So many people saw him. And some of them fucked him.
He wasn't sure what he should do but he knew he had to get out of this dude's apartment. He quietly found his shit and put his shorts on. But before he left Mac started to stir.
Aaron grabbed a knife from the kitchen just as Mac was saying, "Where you going, boy?" Mac was still half asleep but still coherent enough to know Seth/Aaron was leaving.
Aaron approached the bed, letting his shorts drop so that he was naked again, still holding onto the knife, and leaned into Mac, who still had his eyes closed, and said, "Just going for a walk, sir. You sleep tight." And, just like that, he slit Mac's throat. Just like he did his parents.
Once he was sure Mac was dead he found a plastic bag and put the knife into it. Then he jumped in the shower and washed whatever DNA he had on him and in him down the drain. After he was sure he got it all he shut off the water and got dressed in his shorts and flips. He left his shirt in his back pocket.
He looked around Mac's apartment and found rubber gloves in the kitchen. Then he took what little cash there was. Mac had about 85 bucks on him. There was about 150 in the kitchen in a jar above the stove. 230 wasn't going to be enough but he couldn't stick around any longer. He put the gloves in the bag with the knife.
He went out to the street and caught a bus. He traveled as far as he could south. Then, when he got to National City, he got off the bus and walked around for a while until he found a trash bin off the beaten path. He threw the bag in there. Hoping it would get brought to the dump soon.
He waited till 6 AM and then boarded another bus to Chula Vista. It was time to get back to Mexico. The border may be difficult to cross with the car he had but he would find a way.
He still needed more money. It was the only way to find his way back to Sean. And he would kill anyone that got in his way. Even Sean's brother.
Part Seven? Write to me.
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