TO MY READERS: As I write this, the fighting continues in Iraq and Afghanistan where our gallant forces, especially members of the United States Marine Corps, are still being killed and wounded on a daily basis. This story is dedicated to all members of the United State Military who are living in harms way.
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RECRUITED FOR THE CORPS Part 3 by RimPig 2005
When we got to the bedroom, he hit the bed face down, spreading his legs and looking back at me.
"Come on! Climb aboard! Gimme a ride!" he grinned.
I stood there a moment, just taking in the breathtaking beauty of him! I had not really looked at his back. The incredibly broad, muscular back tapering down to a magnificent set of buns! It was a breathtaking sight! He wanted fucked and I wanted to fuck him! Taking him at his word, I got on top of him, laying down so that his ass was pressing into my groin. My face was at his neck and I could kiss and lick all over his shoulders - which I proceeded to do! The salty taste of his skin excited me and he evidently liked what I was doing as well. He moved under me, pushing up his ass into my groin, wedging my cock into his crack. I automatically began hunching his butt, sliding my cock through his crack and feeling the heat of his hole against my cock!
"Yeah! That's it! Fuck my hole!" Erik moaned as I continued to thrust my cock against his hole.
But I wasn't ready for that yet. While it at first somewhat disgusted and shocked me, I remembered the feelings of what he did, eating my ass. Evidently, it was something that he really enjoyed doing and I wanted to see what it was like for myself! I also wanted to try and give him the same pleasure that he'd given me!
Licking, sucking and gently nibbling at his back, I began to slide down his body heading for his butt. He groaned in pleasure as I left a trail of saliva down his back. I was so hot at this point but I forced myself to move slowly down his back. I was thrilled at the taste, the feel, the scent of him! I knew my cock was belching out cock-honey at a prodigious rate, leaving a trail of my pre-cum on the sheets. I wasn't worried. They would wash and besides that, there was a vinyl cover on the mattress beneath. My mom had put that on it, I guess because she sometimes brought tricks home and didn't want to ruin the mattress from sex.
That made me wonder what mom would have thought of what I was doing. Would she have been able to deal with the fact that I was gay? I'd never heard her say anything anti-gay. I knew she was friends with Jack and he was openly gay - one of the few hustlers out on the street who admitted to that. I figured she would have been okay with me being like that. I don't think she would have been able to handle it, though, if I had gone out on the street, but that was something I would never do - no matter how bad things got! Now, with what I'd talked with Erik about, I would never need to. I had a goal now - a direction! I would become a Marine, just like he was!
By this point, I had reached the lower part of his back, just above the cleft of his butt. While his body was smooth, having no hair except in his pits and around his cock and balls, there was a tiny patch of golden hair just above his ass. I rubbed my face in it, feeling it tickling my skin. I loved the feeling of it! But I was on a mission! I wanted his butt!
I moved down and began licking the smooth surface of his butt cheeks, tasting the sweaty surface of them. He moaned at the feeling of my tongue moving across them. I licked closer and closer to the cleavage between the cheeks, building up my courage to actually delve into the crevice itself. I still had some hang-ups about doing this - even though I wanted to. I wanted to give him the pleasure that he'd given me. I also didn't want to appear to be a 'pussy'! After all, he'd done it to me! And maybe, the fact that it was more than slightly nasty, had its own appeal as well.
I moved my nose to the crevice between his cheeks and began inhaling the scent there. I could smell sweat and musk and something else. Something darker and richer. A scent somewhat more 'raw' than just the scent of Erik's body. As I put my hands onto the his cheeks and began to spread them further apart, the aroma intensified! Suddenly, the dark, raw scent of his ass rose in my nose. At first I thought I might be nauseated by it but, instead, I found myself incredibly turned on to it! I pressed my nose between his butt-cheeks and began taking deep breaths of the aroma of his ass! 'No wonder he likes doing this!' I thought to myself. The more I breathed his scent, the more turned on I became. Without even thinking about it, I found myself licking through the trench, tasting what I had been smelling!
The taste was tangy. There was sweat and musk and something I couldn't define, but I loved the flavors of him! More, I loved the reaction he had to my licking tongue! He spread his legs as wide as possible to give me total access to his butt while moaning loudly at the feelings I was giving him!
"Ahh! Fuck! Yeah! Lick my butt! Eat my ass! Fuck!" he cried out.
A thought was going through my head - this was the most intimate, most secret place on a man's body and he was offering it to me openly. The trust that this implied was giving me a thrill in itself. It was like I had already become a Marine - one of his 'brothers', one of the buddies that he turned to for sex. I dawned on me that this delicate hole that I was licking, I was going to fuck! I was going to shove my hard cock in his body and fuck him! I was going to fuck this very masculine, very beautiful Marine! How fucking privileged did that make me?!
I was licking up and down the trench of his ass but began to concentrate on the soft, wrinkly hole. The entrance to his body. As I licked it, I tasted a stronger, tangier flavor than I had experienced in his trench and I began moaning in my own throat at the taste. I did as he had done, and as I licked, I pressed my tongue against his hole. Unlike my hole, his opened easily to my probing tongue. My tongue slid easily into his hole. I soon found my tongue tasting past his ring, as deep in his hole as my tongue could reach. The taste was much tangier and I could feel the muscles of his ass clamping and releasing around my eagerly licking tongue.
It dawned on me as I lay there, my face pressed into his ass-crack and my tongue buried in his hole that I was licking INSIDE the body of a United States Marine! It was like my tongue was now a part of his body! The intimacy of the act was stunning to me! Never before, in my entire life, had I felt as close to another human being. And to think that it was this incredibly masculine, incredibly beautiful young warrior completely threw my mind and body into a frenzy! I ate his butt like I was starving, running my tongue in and out of his hole rapidly which caused him to moan more loudly than before.
"FUCK! YEAH! TONGUE FUCK MY BUTT! EAT ME FUCKIN' OUT!" Erik cried out as I moaned loudly into his ass while I continued to do exactly as he was begging me to do.
Here I was, licking out another male's asshole - an act that I had never even contemplated before! In fact, I had no idea that such an intimate act even existed! Had it not been for the pleasure that Erik had given me with his tongue in my butt, I would never have even thought to explore this rather raunchy form of intimacy. In fact, had I even contemplated it, I would have been too ashamed of such a nasty desire that I would never have had the courage to attempt it. But Erik leading the way had taken shame and trepidation from me. I knew at that moment that this act was something that I wanted to do over and over! In fact, I was so incredibly turned on to it that I was in danger of losing my load onto the bed rather than in Erik's waiting butt!
"AHH! FUCK! TIM! FUCK ME! COME ON, MAN! SHOVE YOUR COCK IN MY BUTT!" Erik finally screamed out.
I pulled my face out of his ass and looked down at his beautiful ass trench. His hole was still winking open and shut as if it, too, were begging me to fuck it.
"Do I need to get you ready?" I asked, remembering the patience he'd shown in taking time to loosen my hole with his tongue and fingers before sliding his cock deep into my guts.
"Nah! I can take it! Just lube me up, lube up your fuckin' cock and shove it in me!"
He looked back at me as he said this. I could see the lust and desire in his eyes! He was begging to be fucked! I understood his feelings now. I knew that 'butt-hunger' that I had experienced as he had worked on loosening my ass.
I grabbed the bottle of lube from the bedside table where he must have put it after fucking me. I took some of the slick liquid on my fingers and began to gently anoint his hole, running my fingers inside as well. I figured he was right about being able to take me. His hole was so relaxed that two of my fingers easily slipped inside him as I lubed up his hole. He groaned at their ingress and he pushed back with his butt, swallowing my fingers completely.
"Ahh, fuck, yeah!" he moaned as he butt muscles caressed my fingers. "Yeah! Grease your fuckin' cock and shove it right up my ass!"
I slowly pulled my fingers from his butt and proceeded to lube my cock. Just putting on the lube almost made me cum, I was so horny! I rose up over him and he reached back with both hands grabbing his butt cheeks and pulling them as far apart as he could. This gave me clear aim at his hole. I rested on one arm while putting my cock into position at his hole.
"Yeah! Just shove it in! Don't be gentle! I love having it rammed right up my butthole!" Erik moaned.
Though I was scared of hurting him, I figured he knew what he wanted so I did exactly what he said. I had both hands on the bed beside his waist and my cock poised at his hole, pressing against the warm flesh. With a quick thrust of my hips, my cock buried itself completely in his hole. He grunted as my cock slid deep into his butt and I cried out as well! Never had I felt anything so hot, so wet and so tight! I stopped as soon as I was balls-deep inside him, afraid that I was going to cum without ever having a chance to fuck him! He reached back and grabbed my ass, holding me inside him as well. I could feel his ass-tunnel relaxing around my cock and the strong urge to cum gradually receded as well.
"Okay. You can start fucking now. Take it slow and easy to begin with. When you feel me really loosen up, you can fuck me as hard and fast as you want to." Erik grunted.
I pulled out just a few inches and slowly sank back into his hole. Fuck! It felt so good I wanted to do this forever! At the same time, I was doubting that I could hold on for even two minutes without cumming! Luckily, having already gotten off, I would be a little slower this time. I wanted to fuck him and get him off! But he, sensibly, had other ideas.
"Don't worry about getting me off. Just fuck me. If you get off, we can wait until you can go again. I'll bet your recovery time is only a couple of minutes." he murmured as I slowly fucked him.
"Okay." I said, drawing my cock further and further out of his hole.
I had reached the point where I was able to pull my cock out almost completely, leaving only the head of my cock in his hole. I began picking up the pace, moving in and out faster and faster. I was also adding more force to my movements, really slamming my cock back into his butt! I could feel something hard grazing the underside of my cock each time I moved in and out. It was getting harder and harder as I fucked him. I suddenly realized, as he grunted each time my cock moved over it, that this was that thing he'd found up inside my ass that made me cum. I wondered if I would be able to make him cum like I did - without having to touch himself. He couldn't touch himself anyway, because he was laying flat on the bed, his legs spread and his head resting on his folded arms now as I fucked him.
Just as he and I both suspected, even having cum just a short while ago, I could feel the tingle in my balls that told me that I was gonna cum any minute.
"I'm gonna cum, Erik! I'm gonna cum!" I moaned in disappointment.
"Cum! Don't worry about it! Just let go! Come on! Cum in my ass!" he groaned and shoved his ass up to meet my thrusts.
It only took two more thrusts deep into his ass before my balls drew up tight and my sperm shot seemed to explode out of my cock into his wet, hot ass!
"FUCK!!! I'M CUMMMMINNNGGGG!!!" I screamed as I slammed into his butt, shooting cum like I'd never shot in my life!
I don't know how many times I came but it was the hardest cum I'd ever had in my life! When I finally stopped thrusting into his butt, I collapsed onto his back, my cock still hard and buried in his hole. He reached back and again held my ass cheeks with his hands, holding my cock deep in his butt.
"That's it. Just rest a minute. When you're ready, you can go again." he murmured to me.
I kissed the back of his neck, licking the salty tasting skin.
"Oh, fuck, Erik! That was incredible! That was the hardest I've ever cum in my fucking life!" I swore to him.
"Now your fully a man! You've fucked and you've gotten fucked. From here on out, you don't have to ever think of yourself as a 'boy' again." he said.
"And I have you to thank for it." I said quietly.
"No, Tim. I've got you to thank for giving me the privilege of bringing you out." he said, turning his head and smiling at me.
I moved forward and we had an awkward kiss. But it didn't matter. I loved the taste of his mouth and I loved the feel of his body that I was still resting on. My cock, still hard, was still buried in his butt and feeling wonderful as well. I could feel Erik's ass-chute clutching my cock, tightening and loosening as we lay there. Each time it tightened, I gave a little involuntary thrust with my hips in reaction.
"You ready to go again?" Erik asked.
"Oh, fuck, yeah! I wanna fuck you again! I wanna get you off this time!" I insisted.
"So what are you waitin' for? Fuck my butt!" Erik growled, looking back at me and grinning.
"You got it, Marine!" I growled in imitation of him.
"Hey! You even sound like a Marine!" he laughed. "Now just fuck like one! Hard and fast!"
I began stroking my cock in and out of his wet hole. The cum I'd already deposited there made it slicker than even it had been before. I loved the feeling and knowing that it was my cum that filled his hole. I could tell from the beginning that this was going to be a longer fuck than the one just a little while ago. I knew that I was going to have a chance to get him off, too. This was something I was determined to do! I didn't have any idea, of course, that this is not the easiest thing to do with another guy - getting him off with nothing but your dick fucking his ass. Lots of guy can get off being fucked if they're jacking off at the same time, but just the motion of a cock fucking your hole needs the fucker to be more than good at fucking. He has to know how to stroke the prostate to bring the guy he's fucking to orgasm.
Luckily, I didn't know any of this. I just went with what I was feeling - the heat of his bowels, the slickness of his hole and the hard knot of his prostate that I kept aiming my cock for. Before long, what I was doing was working and Erik was grunting and groaning beneath me, shoving back with his butt every time I slammed into him, trying to get more and more of my length up his chute. It was a very 'athletic' fuck! We were both sweating and panting like Olympic wrestlers as I fucked him harder and faster. He was very vocal about his demands and delights!
"Fuck me! Yeah! Fuck my ass! Shove that cock up my shithole! Fuck my Marine butt! Slam it hard! HARDER!" he groaned as I followed his orders to the letter!
I was fucking harder and faster than I even thought I could! My muscles were beginning to protest the hard usage but I didn't care! I couldn't stop! It was like I wanted to punish his ass for being so hot, so slick, so incredibly erotic! I needed to cum! I needed to cum badly but I held back. I wanted him to cum. I wanted him to cum uncontrollably just from me fucking him - just like I'd done. I didn't know if it would happen when, suddenly, I felt his ass-chute begin to tighten around my cock and ripples of muscular spasms seemed to run the length of my cock.
"AHH!!! FUCK!!!" Erik screamed. "FUCK ME!!! FUCK MEEEE!!!!"
I then felt his tunnel clamp down on my cock hard as it throbbed and his hips jerked! I knew then that he was cumming, shooting his cum on the sheets beneath him. The feeling of his hole throbbing around my cock was all it took for me as well!
"FFFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKK!!!" I screamed out as I once again shot what must have been a quart of my teen cum deep inside his guts!
I couldn't seem to stop cumming! His butt was still clenching and unclenching around my cock and, every time it did, I shot more. Over and over until I finally collapsed on top of him once more, panting and sweating and trying to get my breath back! I couldn't ever remember feeling more drained and more content in my entire life than laying there on his back, my cock still hard and buried in his butt.
It took a while for both of us to come down from our orgasmic high, but finally my cock softened enough that his butt was able to push it out. I was just going to roll off him when I remembered what he had done. Since everything that he'd done to me I loved doing to him, I figured that I might as well try that as well. I slid down his body once more until my face was buried in the crack of his ass. I pulled open his butt cheeks and could see his ravaged hole, now red and puffy with white cream seeming to ooze from it. The scent of his butt was now musky but with the addition of the smell of our fucking as well as the smell of my cum. I licked against his hole, tasting my cum flavored by his ass. I loved it! Instantly! I locked my lips to his puffy ass-lips and began sucking and licking up every bit of my cum that I could. My tongue was digging deep into his ass and he was moaning and squirming all over the place as I did. He seemed to be trying to get more and more of my tongue inside of him while I ate him out.
"Yeah! Eat my hole! Suck your cum outa my hole! Fuck! Save me some! I wanna taste it!" he begged as I eagerly ate his butt.
There was a thought! Why didn't I think of that? Well...maybe because I was this horny 17 year old, just having lost his virginity to a huge hunk of a Marine and had already shot whatever brains I had up his ass? Could be?! At any rate, I quickly stopped swallowing the cum I found and held it in my mouth to share with him. I moved up the bed and he turned over onto his back, taking me in his arms while my mouth sought his! We swapped the ass-flavored cum back and forth between us until it was gone. But even then didn't break the kiss. We kept on and on, devouring each other. Finally I pulled away and happened to glance down. His cock was soft and laying in the soft, blond pubic hair with cum still in the pubic hair and spread across his lower abs. I moved out of his arms until I could bury my face in his groin and begin licking him clean. The taste of his cum was stronger than mine but still sweeter than salty. I loved it.
When I finished cleaning him up, I moved back up and nestled in his arms. We were both exhausted by that point and I found myself drifting off to sleep, my head on his chest and his arms securely around me. It gave me such a feeling of peace and contentment - the likes of which I had truly never known in my life.
And if I thought that going to sleep in his arms was wonderful - it was almost nothing in comparison to waking up in them! There was hardly any light in the room but I could see the lighted dial of the alarm clock, telling me it was after 9:00 a.m. Normally, I had to be at the bookstore by this point but Mr. Holloway had decided to keep the store closed today, figuring that nobody was going to venture out in the blizzard to buy used books. Somehow in the night, Erik must have woken up cold because the blankets were covering us and it was like we were in our own warm little cocoon. His soft breath was blowing against my neck as he spooned to my back. I could also feel his hard cock pressed between the cheeks of my butt. My own cock was hard as well - as is the way with 17 year old males when they wake up.
My hardon, however was not as demanding as my need to piss! I tried to get out of bed without disturbing Erik but the minute I moved, his arms tightened around me and drew me back closer to his body.
"Where are you going?" he murmured, his voice heavy with sleep.
"I gotta piss." I said.
"Yeah. Me, too." he said, rising up and looking down at me with a smile. "Good morning."
"Good morning." I smiled back.
He leaned down and gently kissed me on the lips. Is there a better way to wake up in the morning?
"Come on. Let's go take a piss." he said, climbing out of bed over me and then leading the way to the bathroom.. "I hope you've got coffee."
"Yeah. Coffee I got." I said getting out of bed and following him.
As he walked down the hall, I saw him raise his arm and sniff his own pit.
"I think I better take a shower. I know you said you like my scent but I'm getting rank! It will build back quick enough." he said.
"Okay. I guess I need one, too." I said.
"Good, then we don't have to piss. We can just do it in the shower." he grunted.
Well...yeah. I do that. I think most guys do. I wasn't quite expecting to do it that morning - at least not with him in the shower with me! But, what the fuck? Why not?
He leaned over and turned on the taps in the bathtub. When he did, his beautiful butt stuck out and I just couldn't resist leaning down and kissing each butt-cheek. He looked around at me and grinned.
"You like my butt, huh?" he asked.
"No. I LOVE your butt!" I grinned.
"Yeah, you've got a great one, too, ya know!" he grinned and grabbed my arm, pulling me towards him until he could grab hold of one of my ass-cheeks with his other hand, squeezing it and giving me a thrill that shot up my hardon.
"We keep this up and we're gonna piss all over each other!" I said, laughing.
"So what if we do?! Ain't you ever heard of 'Golden Shower'?" he laughed.
I stopped and looked at him quizzically.
"No." I said, "What's that?"
"Oh, shit! Yeah, I guess you ain't heard of it - not with you being a virgin and all. Well, I don't know any other way to put it. Golden Shower is when you either piss on somebody or they piss on you." he said.
"Why in the fuck would somebody do that?!" I exclaimed, completely appalled at the idea.
"Same reason that somebody would eat somebody else's ass." he said calmly.
"Oh..." I said, now quite confused.
"It feels really good. Warm, wet and kind of like some guy shooting cum all over you but for minutes rather than seconds. Ain't nothing wrong with it. Piss is sterile when it comes out of the body. It won't hurt you or nothin' and some guys get a real thrill out of it." Erik said.
It suddenly dawned on me that with all this knowledge, Erik was probably one of those 'guys' who got a thrill out of it. Well...I'd pissed in the shower plenty of times. I'd even accidently pissed on myself in there - usually my leg or foot. And we'd be in the shower to wash it off. What the fuck? Everything that Erik had introduced me to so far had been fun. Why not this?
"Ahh...you wanna piss on me or me piss on you?" I asked.
"Well, it doesn't have to be either/or. We could actually piss on each other at the same time. How about that? We can have like a 'piss fight'. Okay? That's actually how I got into it the first time." he asked.
"Sure. That's fine." I smiled.
"Hey! Wait a minute. What changed your mind so fast?" he asked.
"Well...everything you've shown me has been so wonderful, I figured if this was something that you liked, it would probably be wonderful, too. After all, if you can't trust a Marine, who can you trust?" I grinned.
He laughed at that.
"So how did you get into this piss fight?" I asked.
"It was after football practice one night. Me and a couple of my buddies that I was havin' sex with got cuttin' up during practice and coach made us run a bunch of extra laps so by the time we got in to take a shower, everybody else was gone. Since we had the shower to ourselves...we started horsing around. You know...grabbing each other's ass and stuff. All of a sudden, my buddy Kyle grabs hold of my cock. I don't know why I did it but, I did have to piss, I just let go and pissed on him! He was shocked at first and then told me that 'two could play at that game' and grabbed his cock and started pissing on me! Then our other buddy Pete, seeing what was going on joined in. We had this 3-way piss battle goin' on. We were all pissin' on each other and laughing like crazy. It was fun. We didn't really think anything about it but anytime that any of us were alone in the shower, we did it again. I just kinda got off on it." he said sheepishly.
"It does sound like fun. Okay. Get ready! I feel really full this morning!" I said and grabbed my now softened cock and aimed at him.
I was glad that the shower was running because the sound of the water made it really easy for me to let go. Normally, I'm not shy about pissing in front of another guy but I'd never had one watch me while I did, either. I no more than got my first shot off at Erik, hitting him right square in the abs, then he let loose and started soaking me in his hot piss!
At first I was shocked. It was really hot! I never expected it to be that temperature! I guess 'body temperature' really means just hat! I was also surprised by the strength of the stream hitting my body. It wasn't gentle at all! But it did feel good! What felt especially good was when Erik aimed at my balls! Fuck! That was really sexy! My cock started getting hard in an instant! Luckily, I've always been able to piss through a hardon, which is why I was pissing in the shower most of the time when I did it - couldn't get my cock to go down in the morning. Now, it made my stream of piss rise up Erik's body until I was letting him have it in the chest.
We continued to spray each other with our morning piss, laughing the whole time, until we ran out of 'ammunition'. Then Erik grabbed me and hugged me to him. Our wet, piss-dripping bodies clung to each other and Erik kissed me deeply while his hands went to my ass, cupping my cheeks and gently running his fingers up and down the cleft between them. I moaned into his mouth at the feelings it gave me.
"You okay back there?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.
"Oh, yeah!" I moaned. "It feels so nice."
"Yeah? Not sore or nothin'?" he asked.
"Nope. Just feeling real empty." I said.
"Hmm...am I getting the feeling that you're wanting something to fill it up?" he smiled.
I reached down between us and grabbed his growing cock.
"Something about this size would do very nicely." I smiled.
"Well, you get me coffee and something to eat and you can have as much of that as you want." he grinned.
"Deal!" I said, laughing.
We spent a long time, however, in the shower. We gently washed each other, exploring every part of each other's bodies. The biggest surprise came when Erik shampooed my hair! Never have I thought of washing your hair as an erotic activity - that is, until Erik did it! It was so sensuous to feel his fingers working through my hair, massaging my scalp! I could have stood there all day letting him do it! As it was, I got him to wash and rinse my hair three times while I stood there groaning at the good feelings. I did it to him as well, but there was just so little hair there to wash because of the Marine 'high and tight'. But it was really interesting to feel the stubble of his hair under my hands.
We finally got out and I was going to dry myself when Erik took the towel from me and began gently drying me. Nobody had done that for me since I was a very little boy. It was such a loving and sensuous thing to do! I groaned as he did it and he laughed.
"You're just a fucking walking hormone, ain'tcha?!" he laughed.
"Hey! I can't help it! It just feels so fucking good when you do that." I said with some embarrassment in my voice.
"I'm just yankin' your chain. I love the fact that you're so into this. You enthusiasm really is turning me on all to hell. Not to mention the fact that YOU turn me on all to hell." he said.
"I do?" I asked in surprise.
"Fuck, yeah! You are one little hunk! Don't you know that?" he asked.
"No. I never thought of myself that way." I said.
"I'm gonna tell you something," he said, stopping and taking my chin in his hand, looking into my eyes. "If you do join the Corps, I guarantee that there's gonna be a lot of guys lining up to get a chance to be with you. Believe me."
I blushed. I know I did because I could feel my face becoming hot.
"And I'll tell you something else. I'd be at the front of that line." he smiled and then leaned forward and kissed me deeply.
He finished drying me then and when he was done, I took another towel and dried him. I loved being able to touch his entire body! I'd never had this kind of intimacy with another guy and I loved finally to be able to feel free enough to do it! Finally I stood in front of him, looking up into his beautiful, piercing blue eyes.
"Can I tell you something?" I asked quietly
"Sure." he said, looking at me quizzically.
"If there was a line with you at the front...?" I asked.
"Yeah..." he said slowly.
"I'd tell the line to go away because they wouldn't have a chance." I said.
He grinned at this and took me in his arms. We kissed deeply and then he pulled his mouth away and softly said.
"What about my coffee?"
I cracked up laughing at this.
"Coming right up!" I grinned and went to the kitchen.
I put on coffee and pulled out a frying pan to start breakfast. I got eggs out of the refrigerator and got some cheddar cheese, onions and green peppers out as well. I had bacon ready to fry and put some bread in the toaster. I figured Western omelets for breakfast. I hoped he liked them. As I prepared breakfast, he sat at the table watching me. When the coffee was ready, I pulled down two mugs.
"How do you take it?" I asked.
"Black with sugar." he said.
I poured a mug for each of us and handed one to him.
"The sugar's there in the bowl on the table." I said, taking a sip of mine which I took plain.
I watched as he dumped four teaspoons full of sugar into his coffee!
"Now I know why you're so sweet!" I giggled.
He looked at me funny and then realized what I was talking about.
"You've never tasted mess-hall coffee!" he said. "You dump anything you can into it to kill the taste!"
"Well, this isn't the mess-hall. I make damned good coffee, if I do say so myself." I informed him.
Tasting the coffee he looked up and smiled at me.
"Yeah. You do." he grinned.
I went back to breakfast and quickly had it cooked. I grabbed plates, dumped the omelets out on them, put the bacon on the plates, buttered the toast and put it on the plates as well. I put a plate in front of him and at my place and then handed him a fork and a knife. I sat down while he was digging into his omelet.
"Damn! This is really good!" he looked at me grinning.
"You sound surprised? You know that I can cook." I said, secretly pleased at the compliment.
"You're gonna be a real fuckin' catch for some lucky guy! Cute as hell, fuck like a mink and cook like fuckin' Betty Crocker! Not to mention smart as all get out!" he grinned.
I blushed at all the compliments. I never thought of myself as any kind of 'catch'! Now, this tall, beautiful hunk of a Marine - HE was a 'catch'!
"I'm sure that somebody would consider you more of a catch than me." I said quietly.
"Not if they had any fuckin' brains, they wouldn't!" he insisted. "I mean, I'm good lookin' and I got muscles and a big dick but I ain't got anywhere near goin on for me what you've got, Tim."
This was really starting to embarrass me. It wasn't just the compliments - it was this type of very intimate honesty from him. I wasn't used to that. I wasn't that close to anybody. I looked up at him and realized that I was now. Somehow, in the midst of all the sex and the snowstorm, we had become that close. Oh, I'm not saying that we were 'in love' or anything, but if this thing had a chance to go on...but no use thinking about that. He had to go back to Quantico and I would go back to my lonely life - at least for a while. But now I had hope. I had direction. I knew what I wanted to do with my life. I wanted to be a Marine - just like Erik.
"Erik, everybody has something 'going on' for them. Maybe there are guys who would 'get in line' for me, like you said. But I'm sure there are plenty of guys who would 'get in line' for a chance to be with you. And I'd sure as hell fight to get to the front of that line." I said, not knowing where the courage to expose my feelings like that came from!
"Would you, Tim? Would you really?" he asked and I could tell from his voice that he was more than serious.
I thought for a moment about what I'd said. Would I? Fuck, yes!
"Yes, Erik, I would." I answered, just as seriously.
"Why?" he asked.
"Well...not for the reasons you named. I mean, I love the way you look and all, and I have to admit - as if you don't know it already - that I do love your cock, but those aren't the reasons." I said quietly.
"Then tell me what are the reasons." he asked.
"Because I get feelings from you. Like...well...that you would defend, even with your life anyone or anything you really cared about but, at the same time, you are a truly gentle and loving guy. Somebody that someone would be very lucky to have care about them." I said, looking down, afraid to look at him for fear of...well...I wasn't sure what it was I was afraid of. Crying maybe.
He reached over and I felt his hand cover mine which was on the table. I looked up and I could see tears in his eyes! A Marine! Crying! I couldn't believe it!
"Thank you, Tim. I think that's just about the nicest thing that anybody's ever said to me in my whole life. I want you to know something. I care about you. I really do. This hasn't been all about being horny. I don't want you to think that. I really wanted you because I felt something from you as well. I know I ought to just walk out of your life and just let you get on with it. I mean, you've got a lot of living and experiencing to do yet and I know you're not ready to get hooked up with somebody - leastways not a Jarhead who doesn't know where he'll be stationed tomorrow - maybe half-way around the world. But I would like it if, when I do leave, that we can keep in touch with each other... maybe write sometimes? Would that be okay?" he asked quietly.
"That would be more than okay!" I smiled. "Speaking of leaving though, we ought to walk over to the station and see if the busses are running yet. I can see through the window that it's still snowing but that doesn't mean anything."
"Why walk over there? We can just call." Erik said.
"Uhh...no. We can't. I don't have a phone. Never had the money to put one in and I don't know if they'd let me - my age and all." I said.
"Sorry! I didn't think about that. Hey! That's no problem. Just wait here." he said getting up and heading back into the bedroom.
He came back holding a small cell-phone.
"I'm never without this. Do you know the number for the station?" he asked.
"I've got it on Wally's card. He gave it to me to call him in case I ever got into any kind of trouble. I'll get it." I said.
I went back into the bedroom and grabbed my wallet from the dresser. I pulled Wally's card from it and took the card back to Erik. He called the station and found out that the busses still weren't running and with the weather still bad, it looked like there was no chance of getting a bus out of here until tomorrow at the earliest. I had to admit, I was secretly thrilled at this news. I really didn't want Erik to leave! I wanted to spend at least one more night in his arms. I knew it was foolish because he'd have to leave eventually, but I didn't care! I wanted as much time with him as I could get.
"I'm gonna call the base and talk to my commander. Better let him know what's happened." he said.
He made the call and I heard him explain the situation. Evidently, whatever was said was good because he looked over at me and grinned. He then turned off the phone.
"Well, that's taken care of. The base is well aware of the blizzard because they're getting part of it. They also are aware of the weather advisories and I won't be counted as AWOL." he said.
"What's that?" I asked.
"Absent Without Official Leave. So, until the roads are cleared and the buses running again, I don't have to leave...unless you're getting tired of me?" he asked, smiling.
"Actually, you promised to fill up a very empty part of me if I gave you coffee and fed you! Isn't there something about Marines always keeping their word?" I grinned.
"Well...this Marine does!" he laughed.
He jumped up and grabbed my arm, pulling me out of my chair. Before I knew it, he squatted down and pulled me over his shoulder in a 'fireman's carry' and carried me off to the bedroom! I couldn't believe it! He picked me up like I weighed nothing! Now, I should tell you - I'm not small. I'm between 5'11" and 6 feet and I weighed, last time I checked, about 180 pounds! But he picked me up and carried me like I was a sack of feathers!
He dumped me on my back on the bed and then crawled in over me. His huge body was above me and his face was looking down into mine. He was grinning at me and not even winded by the exercise of carrying me in there!
"Fuck! I wish I could wake up every morning looking at you!" he grinned.
I looked up at him and smiled shyly.
"I'd give anything to wake up every morning in your arms." I said quietly.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yeah. Really. I never felt so safe and cared about in my entire life." I murmured, barely above a whisper.
I was afraid to say these things to him because I didn't know how he was going to take them but, at the same time, I was afraid not to say them because who knew if and when we would ever see each other again and I wanted him to know.
He didn't say anything, just leaned down and kissed me deeply. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we began to make love to each other. I have no other words for it. We weren't fucking. I could feel the difference. Erik was making love to me and I was making love to him. I was letting him know that even if it was just this time we had together, I felt something for him and I knew he felt something for me.
The rest of that day and into the night we made love to each other so many times that I lost count. He gave me my first blowjob, swallowing my cum and declaring it the sweetest he'd ever tasted. Then I gave him the first blowjob that I'd ever given and swallowed all his cum, loving the taste of it. He then proceeded to introduce me to the joy of sixty-nine, so overwhelming in feelings! It was kind of like sucking my own cock! The feeling of sucking on his warm, sweaty cock while he sucked on mine was electrifying! It was something I knew I would want to do over and over again!
We had fun, too. We watched an old movie on TV, wrapped up in each other on the couch. We played cards and he taught me how to play gin - and then beat at it 10 games out of 10! But I didn't care. I didn't feel any need to complete with him. Well...except during the occasional piss fights that we had in the shower! I found those a lot more fun than I ever thought they would be. That is until about the fourth one. We'd been drinking beer all day and, while we weren't anywhere near drunk, neither of us had any inhibitions left either!
We got into the bathtub for what I thought was going to be another piss fight - us pissing on each other at the same time - but, instead, as I got ready to 'blast' him, he got down on his knees in front of me and looked up into my eyes. Something told me that something significant was about to happen but I didn't know what.
"Go ahead, Tim. Piss on me." Erik said quietly.
I didn't quite understand what was going on, but I let myself relax and began blasting my piss against his chest. He grabbed my hips, leaned forward and the next thing I knew - he had his mouth around the head of my cock and he was drinking my piss! I couldn't believe it! He was actually drinking it! I was so shocked at this that I stopped pissing. He felt that and let my cock fall from his mouth.
"Come on, Tim. I want it. I really do." he said.
"But...uhh...won't it make you sick or something?" I asked.
"No. It's sterile when it comes out of the body. It won't hurt me. This isn't the first time I've done this." he said.
"But why would you want to do that?!" I asked, completely mystified by this behavior.
"Because I want to feel close to you. I want to have that part of you inside me just like I drink your cum or let you fuck me. I only have the desire to do this with guys I really care about...well...and who've had a lot of beer. That makes the piss really weak, more like hot water." he smiled.
"You really want to...uhh...drink my piss?" I asked again, just to make sure.
"Yes, Tim. I do. If it grosses you out too bad, we can stop." he said, but I saw the disappointment in his eyes from that idea.
"No. It's okay. Just kind of surprised me is all. If you want to, then I want you to." I said.
He smiled and took my cock back in his mouth. It took me a bit to get the flow started again but I did. It was weird standing there and watching him drink from my cock but there was a kind of excitement about it, too! Certainly it was a VERY intimate act! Maybe more intimate then eating ass or fucking. It was certainly nothing that, until that moment, that I would have ever imagined.
My flow finally ended and he stood up. He took me in his arms and kissed me deeply. Without thinking, I began licking his tongue and realized that I was tasting my own piss. It was somewhat salty but not nearly what I thought it would taste like. It wasn't gross at all. In fact, I didn't understand why, but the thought of it was beginning to turn me on. I started to think about what Erik had said, about wanting to feel close to me, to take every part of me inside him and, all of a sudden, it really made sense to me. I felt exactly the same way about him! I wanted to be close to him. I wanted to take him inside me. I'd taken his cock in my mouth and in my ass. I had his cum inside me which came from his cock. Why not his piss? God knows, I loved the feeling of him pissing on me. Maybe just a little bit. Just a swallow to let him know that I felt the same way about him.
I pulled my mouth from his and then slid down his body, ending up on my knees in the bathtub below him. I looked up at him as he looked at me questioningly. Without saying a word, I took his cock and put it in my mouth. He smiled at me.
"Are you sure? You don't have to do this." he said.
Taking his cock out of my mouth and holding it in my hand, I said softly.
"I want to. I want to be close to you, too. I want to have you inside me in every way."
I then put his cock back in my mouth and his hands began gently running through my hair. Then if felt a tremor go through his cock and then a small trickle of hot piss flowed into my mouth. I swallowed, tasting the slight saltiness of the warm liquid. It was very mild, really not nasty at all. I noticed that, as his piss began to really flow, it was not a strong a flow as I thought it would be. I realized later that he was controlling it so that it would be easy for me to swallow.
I knelt there, swallowing his piss, drinking this part of him, taking it inside of me. While it was something I never thought about doing before, it did turn me on to think of me taking his piss direct from his cock. But more than this, my feelings were welling up inside of me. Feelings of gratitude to this young, beautiful warrior for so gently leading me through my own sexual awakening. Feelings of tremendous closeness, having such intimate experiences with him.
I looked up into his eyes and I was suddenly very moved by what I saw. The softness, the caring there was something I was not used to! I had spent my life with no one really caring very much about me. Oh, I knew my mom loved me but with all her problems from the drugs, she really hadn't been capable of caring about anyone or anything for a very long time. I had no family and only a couple of people that I even considered friends. I had been so lonely for so long and had no idea how I was going to make my way in life. Now, thanks to Erik, I had experienced what it was like to be truly close to another male. To know what it was like to be intimate with someone. But, more importantly, he'd given me hope! Given me a way to not only make my way in life and to get the education that I wanted but a way to find a sense of belonging that I so desperately wanted. He'd opened a whole new world to me - that of the United State Marine Corps! If what he said was true - and I believed that it was because I could see and hear that truth in him when he spoke of it - then he had brought me the possibility of a whole new life!
His flow finally ended and he pulled me up to my feet and back into his arms. He kissed me deeply, tasting his own piss in my mouth. He moaned as his hands roved up and down my back, slowly sliding down to my butt and grasping my cheeks in his hands.
"You have such a great ass!" he smiled as he pulled his mouth from mine.
"I noticed that you seemed to like it." I smiled back.
"Mmm...more than that. I like what it's attached to as well." he said, nuzzling my neck, licking and nibbling at it until he had me moaning as well.
"Before this goes too far, aren't you hungry?" I asked.
His mouth pulled off my neck and laughed.
"Yeah, I guess I must be! I seem to be eating you up!" he laughed.
"Well before this starts to become cannibalistic, why don't I make us something to eat?" I smiled.
"The way you cook, I won't ever turn down a meal from you!" he grinned.
I made chicken breasts which I sauteed in a combination of white wine and butter with mushrooms. I had some wild rice mix to add to it and steamed some fresh carrots and then served them with butter. Again, Erik was lavish with his praise for my culinary skills. I love cooking, I love, especially cooking for someone who appreciated it. And this big, young Marine certainly appreciated it.
When we were finished with dinner, we sat in the living room on the couch, just holding each other and talking softly. I think it was on each of our minds that this was probably the last night we would spend together. It was probably the last time we'd ever see each other. I mean, I was realistic enough to realize that once Erik went back to Quantico, he'd probably just relegate me to a nice memory of something that happened on leave and move on to having fun with his 'brother Marines' - which I wasn't. Yet. But I was surprised that this was on his mind, too, and in a different way that I thought about it.
"Look, Tim, I know I'm probably gonna have to go back to Quantico tomorrow. I mean, the snow has stopped and I gotta figure that by sometime tomorrow the buses are gonna start running again. I don't know how you feel about it, but I don't want to lose contact with you. I mean, I don't want you thinking that this was just fun and didn't mean anything to me. I really like you and I think that we could be at least friends. How do you feel about it?" he asked.
"Well...yeah. I'd really like it if we could be friends and stay in contact with each other, but how?" I asked. "I mean, I don't have a phone and not much chance I'm going to get one so I can't call you or you call me." I said.
"Tim, there's this invention called the US Mail. Ever heard of writing somebody a letter?" he smiled.
I sat there stunned. I felt so stupid! But, in my own defense, I'd never written a letter to anybody! Never needed to. I mean, who was I going to write to? But I guess now I had somebody to write to.
"Duh!" I laughed at myself. "I guess I could do that! See, I've never written a letter in my life. Never had anybody to write to."
Erik looked at me strangely and then shook his head.
"I never even thought about that. No, I guess you wouldn't. I mean, the only letters I've written were home to my parents once in a while. But I hate writing them. I mean, most of the time, the only stuff I got to write is what I'm doing at the base and that's too boring to write to them. They wouldn't be interested." he said.
"I would be! I just don't know what the fuck I could write to you? I don't exactly live an exciting life." I said.
"Well, believe it or not, I do read books. I know you read a lot. We could talk write about that." he said.
"Yeah. We could do that." I said.
"Hey! The important thing is that we still have a connection - not just what we say." Erik said, kissing me gently on the side of the neck.
Talking ended then and we ended up back in bed, pleasuring each other for hours. Finally exhausted, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
The following morning, we woke up and Erik fucked me for the last time. He did it slowly and I again got the feeling that he making love to me - not just fucking me. I do know that in the midst of it, something happened inside of me. I couldn't explain it. Just all of a sudden I felt like I wanted to cry again. I knew I was going to miss Erik something awful but I was determined not to let him see this. But it was so hard.
I made breakfast for us and Erik called the bus station. As he had figured, the buses were running again, so he definitely had to leave and get back to his base. It made breakfast a rather somber affair. It seemed like we were both were strongly effected by his leaving. When breakfast was over, we took a shower together and ended up sucking on each other until we swallowed one last load of each other's cum. Then he dressed in his uniform again. I sat on the bed watching him. Within a few moments, there was that stunning Marine that I first met in the bus station.
"Erik...I'm not going to the bus station with you." I said quietly.
He looked at me strangely.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because I can't say good-bye to you the way I want to." I said.
He smiled.
"I understand. Yeah. You're right. I just wanted to spend as much time with you as I could." he said.
I didn't want to admit to him that I didn't want to cry in public. In fact, I didn't want him to see me cry and I wasn't sure that I could hold back there. I didn't want to embarrass him or myself, but especially not in public.
He took me into his arms at this point and kissed me deeply. I clung to him like he was the last person on earth and that I would never, ever see him again. And, truthfully, that's exactly what I figured - I would never, ever see him again.
The End of Part 3 of RECRUITED FOR THE CORPS
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