This story is pure fiction. It has m/m anal and oral. if this offends you don't read it.
I am new to this and it is a 3 part story so enjoy
Part 1
Pulling Rank
For the past three weeks, I'd smiled indulgently but without much interest as the lady in the condo next to mine went on about her son. It seemed That Tyler was due home on an extended leave from the Marines.
Normally, visualizing a beefy guy in dress blues would have gotten my juices flowing. Not in this case, though.
I remembered the gangly, underdeveloped 18-year-old that Tyler had been when he'd enlisted two summers earlier. I'd even been a bit surprised that he'd made it through boot camp. No doubt the higher ups had taken on look and sent him straight to the computer center or put him on permanent latrine duty.
I'd been 25 then, just out on my own and close enough to his age that we could have been friends. A few times he'd looked like he'd wanted to strike up a conversation with me, too, but I was to impressed with my own buff body to give a twerp like Tyler the time of day. Age had mellowed me since, and I was a little ashamed of the way I'd brushed him off. Still, the news of his impending return held no particular interest for me. And after all this time, I doubted he'd even remember my name.
I was lounging next to the pool when a shiny new rental car pulled into the driveway, I guess you can imagine the thrill I felt when the humpiest guy I'd ever seen slid out from behind the wheel. His uniform could barely contain his broad shoulders, and his legs and arms rippled with muscle under the crisply pressed fabric.
At first, I figured Tyler must have brought a hunky buddy home with him. Then he looked over at me, and those familiar blue eyes sparkled beneath the brim of his cap. "Hey, Nick," he called, gibing me a mock salute. "Good to see you."
For a few moments, I was too stunned even to answer. It was a struggle just to keep my tongue from rolling out of my mouth. Finally I managed to give him a lame wave and say aomething stupid about the hot weather. Tyler swept off his hat and ran a hand over his scalp. His clipped hair was already moist with sweat.
"You're right" he said, grinning. "I feel like I'm in a freakin sauna. Maybe I'll join you out there after I've seen my mother."
Needless to say, those few words of encouragement could have kept me glued to the chaise longue all day, though luckily I didn't have to wait long. Tyler soon emerged from the condo wearing only a tight, thong style swimsuit. His bare thighs looked like they'd been carved from smooth white marble, and the scrap of black nylon between them looked like it had been stuffed with ripe grapefruits, His nipples gleamed like bronze shell casing in his scallop shaped pecs. Hastily, I pulled my towel over my crotch to conceal the growing aching boner I'd sprung in my own trunks.