Looking at Chad's warm hairy chest now peeking out of his unbuttoned shirt Ritchie said, "You need a nice hot shower". Ritchie got up and went down the hall and turned on the water.
Sgt. Ramos and Jacks, now intrigued with what was going on were now parked across the corner from Ritchie's apartment watching to see what was going on. "So what do you think Ritchie Boy is gonna do with our Sailor?", Jacks wondered out loud. "Well by the light that just went on I'll bet he'll have his cock in the shower". Ramos speculated. "Funny, how the world works huh. He really owes us one now". They both laughed and sat there listening to the scanner for something more interesting to check out. They spent many nights parked at the corner voyeuristically watching over their Ritchie Boy.
Chad was now feeling much better with a couple hits of Humboldt Green coursing through him. "Here goes," he thought to himself as he stood up to get on with it. Warm steamy air was already wafting out of the bathroom as he made his way down the hall. He inhaled a deep breath of the moist air and let it out. That felt so good. He pulled his shirt off and then his pants, laying them on the sink. Bending over and pulling his socks off individually he heard Ritchie`s voice. "Commando huh", Ritchie teased. Chad jumped as he had not heard him standing at the bathroom door. Ritchie admired Sailor's round tightly sculpted ass cheeks that seemed to ride high on his muscular thighs. He turned around revealing his package to Ritchie for the first time. He was cut and well set with a pretty hairy set of balls. His dark hairy chest was well defined and was a larger slab than his loose dress whites had indicated. Having showered with the guys on the ship for years, Chad had no embarrassment standing there and being looked over by Ritchie. Staring back at Ritchie's naked body Chad said, "Are you joining me?" His tatted chest and stomach were only slightly studded with light blonde hairs. His pierced 8" cock was hanging at half mast, with a heavy gage PA holding it low. Gold nipple rings hung on each side and really sparkled in Chad's red eyes. "Man, that must have hurt!" Chad noted aloud. "Yeah, it did at first but all of it really helps to gets me off, especially the PA", Ritchie replied pointing to his cock. "Wow man, I never saw that before". Chad exclaimed. "I'll bet you set off metal detectors". He smiled.
They both stepped into the shower and Chad shut the glass door. Before the Sailor had a chance to turn around he felt warm aggressive hands beginning to work his tight shoulder blades, massaging their tight tension away. Chad just stopped and leaned forward into the tile as Ritchie worked him. "Ohh man, you have no idea how great that feels". Ritchie continued to lather up Sailor's backside, running his magic hands up and down his back working each rib a few times. The sound of the running and water became a distant hollow echo is his stoned and drunk head. Chad was feeling like butter now. He then turned his hands to that luscious ass. He rubbed it and squeezed it as his hands circumnavigated the round cheeks. Chad continued to stand in the running water and let Ritchie explore his body. Feeling brave he slipped his soapy hand between his ass cheeks to clean him. Chad protested, "Careful buddy it is pretty sore down there". Knowing why, Ritchie shifted gears and grabbed some shampoo. He worked it into Sailors thin buzz cut and scrubbed his head for a moment and then pulled him under the water to rinse him off. Finally Chad turned around and faced Ritchie, and leaned his head down his. Touching foreheads and looking down at their cocks dangling close together. They engaged in mutual hold and touch, Chad held Ritchie's cock in his hand and admired his gold PA. "Wow" he thought to himself. "I am holding another guy's cock in my hand and it is pierced".
Just as Chad began getting letting himself into the soft tenderness of the moment, the water began running cold. "Shit, hot water is all used up. Shower is over", Ritchie said. Throwing Chad a towel, Ritchie motioned with his hand and said "Come on with me". "Lay down on the bed", Ritchie said as the stepped into the bedroom. Sitting on the edge bed, Chad felt his hard cock throbbing against his stomach hairs. "No, Lay back and get comfortable" Ritchie said. Chad scooted back and leaned his head back on a pillow. "Let me take care of you man," Ritchie comforted in a relaxing tone. "You just lay there and relax". Ritchie had been aching to get at this GI's cock since the moment he saw him earlier in the night. After all that had transpired he knew this one was going to be a freebee. Sidling himself between Chad's legs, Ritchie got down and licked at Chad's shaft, just under his head. With a reflex, it hardened up and Chad let out a low moan. Ritchie then slid his mouth over the end of his mast and went down. Chad's instinctive reaction was to reach down and handle his partner with his hands. As he handled guided Ritchie`s blonde head of hair, the realization of the fact he was handling a man on his cock waved through him. Ritchie was working his cock like a pro, sucking, licking and pumping. He was pausing to lick at Sailor's piss slit with his tongue just enough to send electric current into him and make him jolt. Chad felt the urge to fuck into his face and as he clenched his groin to do so, he was reminded of his burned up sphincter. A mixture of pleasure and pain took him over as he got into a rhythm of fucking his groin up and down into Ritchie's bobbing skull. As Ritchie worked at him he began to taste Chad's juices slowly working their way into his mouth. Ritchie suddenly stopped and asked Chad to turn over on his stomach. "No, I don't want you to fuck me', Chad said. "I'm not, don't worry" Ritchie assured. "Roll over". Chad reluctantly rolled over . Ritchie then carefully spread Sailors ass cheeks to reveal a red and swollen rosebud in a thick bed of dark hair. "Man, they did a number on you didn't they?" Ritchie remarked before he buried his tongue in Sailor's nest.
Chad jerked as he felt Ritchie's warm wet tongue writhing the rim of his sore burning asshole. Feeling apprehensive about his manhood being threatened again, he didn't take to it right away. Ritchie massaged in and around his sore pussy, periodically probing his next with his long tongue. Feeling Chad's ass muscles relaxing and letting him in, Ritchie's wet lips then encircled his protruding golf-ball sized rosebud and sucked on it lightly as he pressed his tongue inside. This sent a wave of pleasure over Chad's body. He had never felt anything like it. Giving into it he raised his ass up and put his weight on his knees while Ritchie sucked and fucked his hole with his tongue. Ritchie was really enjoying himself as he worked his partner's aching swollen tight hole into a soft buttery ball. Breathing heavier, Chad was now slowly jacking his cock as he felt Surfer's long goatee brushing against his balls. "Oh man that feels to good", Chad let out un a deep groan "Oh man!". Ritchie continued sucking harder on his bud and running his tongue round and round the ring. The burning sensation was still permeating his fuck hole but the mixture of pleasure with it was sending Chad to the moon. "Oh man, I'm gonna cum", Chad blurted out. With that he have his hard shaft a tight squeeze and squirted his hot spunk all over the sheets below him. Ritchie dove under him and began licking at his cock, slurping up the last few quirts of his juice. Sailor let his weight down on Ritchie's face and pumped his cock down his throat as his last spurts came. Ritchie jacked his cock as Chad's warm cum coated the back of his throat.
Sailor rolled back over on his back and laid there as Ritchie cleaned the last traces of spunk from his softening cock. "Oh man that was so good dude", Chad muttered as he head fell back on the pillow. Knowing the poor guy was fucked up and wiped out, Ritchie laid next to Sailor and jacked off, arching his back and tugging his PA. Moments later as he shot his load all over his stomach and sheets next to the now sleeping Sailor.
Ritchie pulled his cargo shorts on and made his way to the kitchen to get a beer. Cracking open a bottle of Sam Adams, be noticed the light on his pager was blinking. Across the screen was the familiar code "6969". Sitting on the couch he pulled a deep hit off the bong and called the number he already knew. "Are you guys right across the street?" Ritchie asked. Officer Jacks replied, "Of course we are. How is our Sailor?" Ritchie took a swig of his beer, "He's better now". "Well we're happy you two finally hit it off." Jacks said, laughing about his little pun. "But if you have the time we'd like to cash in our chips". Ritchie replied, "Come on up".
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