He awoke in the bed he grew up in. The house was quiet. Startled him at first by his surrounding, Sean realized where he was and that his folks were away for the weekend.
They were hesitant to leave since he had been home only a week, but Sean insisted they go.
Kicking the covers back, he moved his hands over his body and to his begging for attention cock. It felt good in his hands as it had since he was eleven.
High School, College and the Army years required masturbating as often as possible. He felt its thickness and licked his fingers returning them to the flesh stalk throbbing with blood.
He had returned from the desert to where slept in barracks full of other returning soldiers awaiting discharge. The papers lay on his dresser still wrinkled from his clutching hands and the plane ride to Sean's hometown.
There, the young turned into men rested from the pressure of their ordeal, seeking escape through beer, poker games and uninhibited after midnight showers with each other...their inhibitions long gone.
Sean sought further escape in the nearby town, often renting rooms which he gladly shared with other about to be discharged soldiers who had consumed too much alcohol. He adapted to whatever their needs were and found personal satisfaction in fulfilling them, as he had learned to do years before.
His hometown wasn't anything special, just lots of houses, malls interrupted by occasional parks and undeveloped lots.,,his former schools, workplaces and theaters..all seemed the same despite the 7 years since he departed.
Sean had jogged there day after day, letting the air flow over his bare torso and passing cars see his youthful erection bouncing inside his gym shorts. They would beep their horns in recognition or interest and he'd wave back enjoying the attention.
He stroked the cock now, closing his eyes and trying to remember that first time he had lay in the same bed playing with the constantly and often embarrassing hard penis. The orgasm was both surprising and memorable. Sean remembered the repeated streams of fluid that covered his smooth boy body then. He had hesitantly tasted it and spit it out of his mouth then.
Chuckling at the memory, he wiped some fluid from the piss slit now and put it in his mouth. The tent was dark and his knees hurt on the flooring. But the cock in his mouth was wonderful and the cum it spewed into his throat desired. That was a mere three weeks ago, his last week in the desert and last blowjob in the back of the shower tent.
MacDonald was a tall older boy, wore a flattop, blonde sometimes streaked with color. His sleeveless sweatshirt was slit at the neck, revealing the hair on his chest. Sean had stared at him often feeling his penis hardening and mentally exploring sex with the guy.
Sean was a teenager then. MacDonald five years older, working at the sports shack in the park. Sean was surprised to see him working behind the counter at the bowling alley and found excuses to talk to him.
His face, thick biceps and hairy chest filled Sean's head now as he pumped his own erection, longing for the end but delaying it as long as possible.
Mac never seemed to know his desire. The older boy hung out with others his age, who, like him, seemed to be rough. The smoked still, rode motor cycles and cursed allot.
The day Sean stared at Mac surfaced when Mac looked back and winked at him. It made Sean's gut jump, his stomach knot and his cock hard. The park was full of his classmates and other people.
Ignoring his friends Sean moved to the sports shack and waited until others had finished checking out sports equipment.
"So you're here again" Mac said as he busied himself then returned to the counter.
"Yea, nothing much else to do" Sean said
"Smooth" Mac said
"Huh?"
"Smooth, you got a boy smooth body" Mac said
Feeling self conscious of his bare chest and still boyish body, Sean found a wisecrack in his mind. "Hairy where it counts" he smiled at his own joke.
"Shame, I like totally smooth boys" Mac said "oh well" he turned away.
Sean didn't know what to say or do. "I guess I could..."
Mac turned to face him again "You'd do that just to be ... Uh with me?"
"Yes Sir" Sean replied as he had been trained to do by his parents. Always "sir" or "mame". It sometimes surprised adults he was that polite and when he said it to younger women or guys, they thought he was being a wiseass.
Mac moved closer. His eyes moved up and down Sean stopping at his lower half.
"I see you're serious kid. Tell you what give me a phone number, when I want you I'll call...and don't uh cut anything off" he laughed.
Mac left him. Sean wrote his cell phone number down and left it there.
His hand moved behind him now to shove a finger where he liked it as he continued to stroke his meat.
College had been exactly what he hoped for. The freedom of anonymity and distance allowed him to explore what he had learned and what MacDonald had taught him, with others.
Anonymous sex was far easier to have there then he thought. It became part of Sean's normal activities when not in a lecture hall, library or his part time job in the Student Book Store.
He came. It flowed rather then shot out. He missed the suddenness of the orgasm Sean wanted. But the result as the usual streams of wetness on his smooth belly and chest, the panting to recover and the drowsiness.
The desert duty had been scary to say the least. Stories of explosions, abductions and even deaths kept everybody on edge.
"Gotta calm down" Specialist Brown said "You comin?" he asked. They stripped and headed to the shower tent. It was secluded from the other buildings and tents. Towels hung on pegs at the entrance telling others there were occupants.
The showers rinsed a few naked soldiers. Inside there were no ranks, no officers or NCOs', only naked men. Sean noted there were fewer men in the shower then the hanging towels would represent. By then he knew why.
Brown disappeared into the dark opening. In the back of the shower tent behind the nozzles mounted from above was a special place. It was dark and private. Inside frustrated young men were doing whatever they needed to "calm down" as Brown put it.
Sean had been there before, stroking until his body was drained, feeling a helping hand and offering his. He had heard the familiar sounds early in his assignment and knew it was alright to do more then handle the situation. He had knelt and helped buddies he couldn't identify and felt the warmth of their oral habits too.
He rose from the bed and sauntered naked down the hall to the bathroom of his home. It felt strange. The first time he had wandered around it naked, it was a thrill. Now it was different. He returned from the bathroom visit and wondered what he would do that day and what he would do in weeks to come.
Sean had considered staying in the Army or returning to college for a Masters Degree which the military would help pay for. He had thought about traveling, just exploring parts of the world.
He looked at the photo album on his old computer. There was MacDonald and his friends, trying to look mean. He wore a tank top in this photo. And beside him, kneeling with his arm around a leg covered in jeans was Sean, shirtless and looking like a kid.
The phone rang in the middle of the night. "You ready?" the voice asked.
"Who is this?" Sean sleepily asked.
"Mac" the voice said
Sean sat up suddenly. The older boy he had often thought about while jacking off was on the phone.
"It's now or never" Mac said "Come now, back door" He hung up.
Sean's cock was instantly hard. He had a flurry of thoughts and fantasies. The night air didn't stop him or the lack of a car. He biked the distance, threading through the curvy streets of the neighborhood, past old warehouses and the closed train station.
The houses were smaller and fewer. Cars parked in lawns, occasional dogs barking.
It was dark where he aimed the bike. The small house was his target. He had been in the area before, even saw MacDonald and his friends on their cycles there.
There the identifiable motorcycle was parked by the back door.
"You're here" Mac was standing in the doorway when Sean approached. The lights were on behind him illuminating his naked body.
"Strip" he said.
"Here?" Sean looked around
"If we're gonna do this, you do what I say, no questions, understand?" Mac stroked his man sized penis.
Sean stripped naked immediately. Something inside him told him to obey.
Sean laughed remembering the night as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. His body was still smooth. He liked it that way, shaving regularly and spreading lotion to keep the skin baby skin smooth.
Ever since that weekend with MacDonald, he wanted to stay that young, that smooth that way...even in college he ignored looks from others at the pool locker room.
Even his college roommate stared at first but eventually got used to it as well as Sean being gay.
"Shit man, its smoother then my wife's" Kelly had said as Sean lay under the college roommate.
"You sure you want this?" he asked.
Sean curled his legs up surrounding Kelly pulling him closer. His butthole was open ready to swallow Kelly's hetro cock.
"It's my birthday" he reminded.
"And mine apparently" Kelly said curling his own hips to push his cock into the welcoming orifice.
They had been roommates for months. Kelly had seen Sean in bed with other men. He had jacked off watching the man to man action, which he had seen only on the internet before.
"Come on straight boy, this may be your only time to fuck a guy" Sean squeezed the meat inside him making Kelly wince and curse.
"Fuck you're tighter then her too" he fucked long and hard enjoying one of the best orgasms he'd ever had.
They lay there together their sweaty bodies pressed together, each holding the other tight enough to do so.
"She shaves down there too" Kelly said moving his hand to the smooth area above Sean's male-meat then held his nut-sac.
"Of course she doesn't have what you have" he laughed.
Sean had never had sex with Kelly before, not even a hand job. It started out that way however on his birthday.
"You're a great fuck" Sean said "your girl is lucky".
They moved apart. Sean noted that Kelly stayed naked for hours afterwards. He did the same perhaps hoping their surprise sex might occur again. It never did, though they remained friends and roommates until graduation.
And then Sean stood as the Best Man at Kelly's wedding.
"Last chance man" Kelly said waving his cock in the hotel room they shared the night before. Sean knelt and sucked it until his gut filled on his best friend's cum.
"Is there any thing you can tell me about him I should know?" Corrice, Kelly's fiancée had asked. "He's a great fuck" Sean said and they both laughed. He never knew if Corrice wondered if he was really kidding or not. She did know he was gay.
His cock was hard again. Sean turned looking at his body in the mirror. He had grown thicker, because of age and his Army workouts.
Sean liked the Army. Even the training officers noted how natural he snapped to attention, followed through on orders, intensely did pushups and other physical training.
Of course it was being around men who didn't mind nudity in the barracks, showers or even in the field. Sean turned down office assignments desiring to be in the infantry instead.
He liked running, hiking, camping and wallowing in the mud during training. And yes he liked being crammed in the barracks showers, his naked body seen, bumped into if not touched.
Sean never said he was gay. Eventually however, his buddies seemed to realize it. Perhaps it was the fact he never talked about a girlfriend. Or maybe it was the way he looked at the other guys complimenting them on their physiques or the fact that he slept naked all the time.
"Where are we gonna go next" Trevor asked sloppily not hiding his drunken state. Sean, he and another soldier had spent hours out drinking each other in the town near the base one weekend.
"We can't go back, let's get a room" Sammy the Corporal said. There were three of them and the hotel clerk never looked up saying only "no nonsense no noise"
They staggered to the second floor room and into the room that had only one king size bed.
Being used to the barracks, they didn't hesitate to strip down, piss, shower and hang out on the bed watching adult videos. Young soldiers being men got hard as usual. Evan too, hardened his cock watching a hot burly man on the screen.
"Shit man I thought you were gay" Sammy said.
"I am" Evan said, "hot guy" he explained.
"Shit why aren't you sucking my cock then?" Trevor asked aiming his cock at Evan's face.
"Don't ask don't tell" Evan said
"That ain't the law anymore" Sammy offered "Go ahead and see if the drunk can keep it up.'
Evan sucked the cock in front of his face. He felt a hand on his own cock. It was going to be a night of unplanned and unspoken buddy sex he knew. It wasn't his first time having two cocks to satisfy at once.
"You ok?" Sammy asked Evan as he exited the shower the next morning.
"Yea why?" Evan asked as he dried his body.
"Well Trevor and I got kind of uh you know, wild last night" He said "sorry".
"He loved it" Trevor said slapping Evan's ass as he passed by.
"He's right" Evan smiled "just don't tell the guys, I'll never get any sleep"
"Shit don't tell anyone" Sammy said "especially not my wife"
Evan smiled at his memories. The Army was fun, hard and satisfying. He could count on his buddies to protect him and he them. His enthusiasm, expertise rifleman status and desire to protect the men around him, was well known and respected.
"So boy, you want to suck Daddies' cock?" MacDonald held his penis "get on your knees"
Sean knelt immediately. He was excited by being there and by MacDonald's way of ordering him about.
"Before you can have it, I need you to get rid of that crap on your crotch" he watched as Sean soaped his small patch of pubic hair. He instructed as Sean shaved his crotch, balls and armpits.
He bent over feeling MacDonald running the razor across his ass crack then fingering his butthole almost making him cum.
"We've got all weekend and I'm gonna train you how to service a man. You're my personal fag boy" MacDonald announced.
Whatever the older boy said, Sean did. He sucked the cock drinking its sperm. He suffered the anal intrusion of Mac's cock repeatedly. He showered in the older boy's urine.
"A man is like a wolf, claiming territory" Mac said waving his pissing cock all over Sean's naked and smooth body "You are my property from now on"
His body containing the sperm he had swallowed or absorbed, Sean rode his bike back home the next day. His underwear was gone, his shirt was gone, his jeans rubbed his shaven skin reminding him what had happened, even if his sore jaws and butt muscles didn't.
His cock began to drool. Sean lay back on the bed where he had spent hours satisfying his urges over the years. His hand moved over the skin that MacDonald had required him to keep smooth for the rest of his years in high school.
When the phone rang, he obeyed meeting Mac wherever he was told. Mac's friends got used to him being around. Nobody called him names or even talked to him. He remained silent, there when told to be. Used when Mac needed it.
Even a state away in college, he jumped when the phone rang showing MacDonald's name. And he'd report to whatever motel his master told him to go to...sometimes leaving lectures.
He missed MacDonald. The week he heard about the motorcycle accident, Sean almost left campus to go back home. But there was no reason to. Mac wouldn't be there, his friends would probably blame him since the accident occurred when Mac was biking back home from one of the visits to the campus.
He cried and sought some rough master that might be nearby. The Internet offered options. He encountered one or two, never satisfying his needs that MacDonald had done.
Eventually Sean sought encounters elsewhere and would remember the tall boy, his wide belt, his thick cock, his demanding orders and pissing penis while he had sex with anonymous partners.
His cock was nearly ready to cum when the phone rang. It displayed MacDonald's name making him answer quickly.
"Sir?" he asked assuming something surreal was happening. Mac's ghost was demanding his presence.
"This Evan Culp?" the voice asked.
Even realized he must have imagined the name on the phone. "Yes, do I know you?"
"Yea we met once a long time ago. I am, er was, Eddie's Dad" the man said.
Evan didn't respond.
"Eddie MacDonald" the voice explained.
"OH yes, how are you Sir?" Evan replied. He had met Mac's Dad a few times. The man looked like Mac only older and bigger.
"Yea, I heard you were back from the desert. How was it over there?"
Evan replied politely always respecting those older then him.
"Yea Good for you. I'm a veteran too you know. Navy. Uh listen I read through some of Eddies' logs, over the years. I know what he and you did. That's cool. I was just saying he liked you and I guess you liked him allot too."
Sean was surprised Mac had written about their sex sessions. It had been years since they occurred and he wondered why the father was calling now.
"Yes I guess he prepared me for the Army" Sean said hoping to find out how much Mac had written down.
"Good. He said you liked being ordered around and stuff, I did too when I was in the Navy" the man said.
Sean waited.
"So listen son, I think we should get together while you're here" The man said
Sean didn't know what to think.
"Eddie and I have or had allot in common. I kept telling him that he should have you here when I was around but he said you were underage and stuff." The man said.
"OH" Sean replied feeling his cock respond to the idea of him serving Mac and his father at the same time.
"You still into it?" the man asked
"Yes Sir" Sean replied as if it was Mac answering.
"Good then get your ass over here boy I've got three days off"
"Yes SIR" Sean replied his head confused but his body knowing what he wanted, what he needed and what he deserved.
Weeks past. Evan reported when ordered to. The man would sometimes invite some of Mac's former friends to be there. And Evan would serve them.
And back home, Evan considered the future. He knew that big decisions had to be made. Eventually he realized what they would be and indeed that they had been made years before.
His parents nodded when he told them. He had already signed the papers and retrieved his uniform from the closet. Sean would report on the date the orders said.
First he'd go to OCS, then to a campus for two years and resume his time as a soldier, an Army Officer and going where he was told, doing what he was ordered and enjoying his buddies, protecting them, enjoying their protection and protecting them as well.
What he didn't tell them was he had four weeks before he had to travel to the Base. He packed his car and waved goodbye.
The drive across town would be short, not quick enough for him. Sean would park in the garage next to Mac's old motorcycle still kept there by his Dad.
"The house needs painting, the yard cleaned up, the garage cleaned too and get Ed's bike cleaned up too. He said he taught you how." The man had said on the phone.
Evan arrived, driving his car into the garage beside Mac's old motorcycle. He had indeed labored hours there as Mac's naked boy, working on the cycle and keeping it clean for his Master. Seeing it, he hardened.
Exiting the car, he stripped naked in the garage as ordered too. The walk across the overgrown backyard made him feel like years were being turned back before the Army before Campus before he realized who and what he was.
His smooth body would be dedicated to the desires and needs of the man who took Mac's place as his hometown Master.
It was a decision made years ago when he presented his much younger body to Mac, serving, obeying and satisfying both their needs.