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Sex and the Magic Lamp Chapter 7
In the morning I was showering and my hand on my cock and balls felt good. I'd had a lot of sex since Genie came into my life, so my junk had never felt so appreciated. Even the freaky sex I'd had last night, all fantastic. Genie always seemed happy and willing to give me what I wanted. He said it was what his existence was for. I let the water flow over me and considered it all. I didn't want to abuse this power, at least not too bad.
Genie joined me for breakfast, and we chatted. We got along well. In the beginning, it took a bit to find things to talk about, but we found them and could chat for hours. Originally he seemed desperate to have me wish and use his powers. Now he seemed content that I would want men a lot, so there would never be too much of a wait.
In the office, I watched Bill and Matt, picturing their naked bodies and remembering how nice it was to be having sex with them. I would have to get them back in my bed at some point, that was for sure. But before that, I'd have to get Anthony sucking my cock. A former marine, Anthony had a body to die for. Great muscles, and his broad chest tapering down to a trim waist. Thick black hair on his arm, and I could tell there was hair on his chest, as it peeked out from some of his shirts. Even when he wore a button down shirt, he had a crew t-shirt on. He kept his pants up a bit higher than most. If you knew how the military worked, you recognized it as an effect of the regulations on uniforms. I'd had a long weekend in bed with an army man who explained that to me. Military. I watched Anthony under my brows, thinking of what I'd wish for with him.
Making it home, I tossed my bag on the table and went to flop on the couch. "How was work, Master?" Genie appeared on the coffee table.
"Work was work. Always better to be out of there. Chance for fun you can't get in an office." .
"You have that grin on your face, you are thinking of something."
"Someone actually."
"Another co-worker?"
"Yeah, Anthony. Superhot. A marine. He's kept his body in shape. He's fucked around some, at least with women. Doesn't seem to want a relationship, and doesn't even try for a hookup much. I might be doing him a favor by getting him a chance to drain his balls."
"And for you to use his body."
"I think that's a favor as well."
"Are you going to wish for him?"
"Oh yes. In uniform. Not the dress uniform, the fatigues one. And have him think I'm his commanding officer. That way he'll be at attention and salute. That will be fun."
"A hot man doing everything you want to get you off? That will be fun."
"Yup! He doesn't do much after work, is he someplace you can get him?"
Genie zoned out as he checked. "He's at the gym, hasn't been there long by the looks of it."
"Well, I guess me and my dick will have to wait a bit."
"I could get you someone to suck on your dick until he's back at his apartment."
"Ha ha. I want my dick ready for him, not distracted by some talented cocksucker you conjure up for me."
"I could get you a bad cocksucker."
"I'm sure that would be easy."
"You'd think so, wouldn't you? More of them around, but I'm so used to seeking out the good ones, it's different if I have to find a bad one. I keep forgetting what I'm looking for."
We got off on different topics, Genie occasionally zoning out in a way I knew he was checking on Anthony. I liked the idea of Anthony working out, keeping his muscles in good shape for me.
"He's ready, getting out of the shower at his place. Nice and clean. He'll come through that door in a few seconds." Genie faded as the door opened and Anthony walked in, dressed in fatigues. He marched to the center of the room and saluted, staying in that position.
I looked at him, The fatigues were baggy over his body, but the t-shirt under showed that there was a tightness under it all. I stared at him, tight body, his arm out at a perfect angle. He looked so good, and I'd seen a couple of pictures when he was on active duty, which is why I wanted him dressed this way. I wondered how long I could keep him this way. "Stand at attention." I said. His arm snapped to his side, and he stood, eyes front.
I got up and walked around him, admiring his physique. It was a great body he had. Behind him I grabbed his ass and fondled it. His ass wasn't a bubble, but it sure was firm. He kept his stance, and had wanted to feel him up for a while. I reached my hands around and felt his abs, under his fatigue shirt and over his undershirt. They were rock hard, and I could feel the ridges up and down. I moved my hands up further, going over his pecs, tweaking his nipples. He stayed at attention and I was impressed at how the Marines taught him real control.
Having finally gotten my hands on him, I was ready to go further. "Get your shirt off." I said as I walked around to see his face.
"Yes, sir." He began to undo the buttons. When he removed it I waved to a chair and he put it there, returning to attention. His torso filled out the t-shirt, the fabric stretching over his pecs, and the contracts of the parts where it was loose, like under the ridges of his pecs. The contrast emphasizing the sculpted flow of his body. His biceps pulling on the sleeves. Walking around his back, I could see his lats making slopes in the pulled cloth. Clothes looked so much better hanging on a good body.
"Get hard." I instructed, reaching around and stroking his dick through his pants. The fabric was rough, like I could almost feel the weave. His dick was reacting to my hand, warmth and stiffness growing.
"Yes, sir." There was a small catch in his voice that curled up the corners of my mouth. My smile broadened with the realization that I was handling the cock I had wanted for so long. There was a tingling going up my arm. I ran the other up and down his torso. His dick was getting harder, and I could feel it through the rough fabric.
"I'm getting this off." I pulled up on the tan t-shirt, bringing it out of his pants. That took effort. Marines had a regulated way of dressing, and it was sexy to undo it. I felt the skin under as my fingers brushed up, the dark hairs, the tautness that revealed all the work he did to keep his body in perfect form. I ran my now empty hands over his torso, a six pack of abs, good pecs covered with nice hair. The hairs provided a roughness over the warm skin. I was behind him and felt over his body. I had wanted it so long, and now it was in my hands. I went down and unbuckled his belt. Anthony kept his perfect stance at attention. I dropped the belt to the floor and ran my hands down his hips.
I walked around, admiring the way he looked. "Get your boots off."
"Yes sir." Anthony sat on a chair and began the process of undoing the laces of the military boots His motions were quick and efficient. Boots were hot, but I couldn't get his pants off over them. So this detour was needed. I liked watching his body move. He tucked his laces in and returned to attention. Eyes front. Standing in front of him and began to open up his pants. I stepped back to see his pants open and my dick twitched.
"Pants off."
"Yes sir." Anthony shucked his pants quickly, folding and putting them aside, returning to attention in just his boxers. His substantial dick was pressing against them. I grinned and shook my head in happiness.
"Drop the drawers." I focused on his lower body.
"Yes sir." Anthony's hands went to the waistband and pulled them off, his pecker bouncing at the movement. He returned, his body and cock both at attention. His balls low under them. Anthony had the thick pubes I expected, and a treasure trail was lost in the fur on his belly and pecs, reaching up to his neck.
I took a step forward and crouched down, opening my mouth and let his dick slide between my lips. Before Genie, I had dreamed of this, and Genie had made it possible. Anthony had some girth, and thanks to Genie letting me suck any cock, I deliberately took it all down. His dick filled my mouth and throat, and it tasted great. He had a clean, musty smell. Nice, very nice. It was a pleasure to suck. I swirled my tongue over the head and tasted the sweet pre-cum that was slipping out. I wanted to keep it lodged in my throat, so I kept it in and let my neck spasm around it. It was very filling, I could feel his cock moving as he wanted to move, but stayed at strict attention.
My hands came up and ran over his ass, feeling the hair there, and the muscles of his glutes were tight. I pulled him in closer to me. Not a lot of movement, but it was the idea of getting him further in. I squeezed his ass, pulling the cheeks open, gripping hard. I moved slowly up and down his shaft, running my tongue over the skin and making it wet.
I quickly put my mouth over his cockhead and off, over and over again, letting my tongue speedily flick on the head. I know he wanted to groan, but he stayed quite and stiff. Nothing was as stiff as his cock. The filling sensation in my mouth was divine, I wanted to gobble him down so I did, pressing my nose against the pubes on his flat pelvis. I gagged a bit, enjoying the feeling of his big cock in me.
I pulled back, looking up at his abs and chest, covered with a nice pattern of black hair I ran my hands up and felt him, coming back to rest on my heels. All the time I had wanted to get him and his body, now I was. I stood up, bringing my hands up his sides. He was mine for now. One hand came down and cupped his full balls. "We're going to drain those good." I gave them a light squeeze, twisting my wrist a little.
The Marine kept his eyes forward, "Yes sir."
"Get my clothes off, Marine." I took half a step back.
"Yes sir." His hands came up and began to undo the buttons in my shirt. He was efficient in stripping me so in no time I was as naked as he was.
"I need my pecker sucked." I ran my hand under his chin.
"Yes sir." Anthony got down on his knees and gave my dick a few pulls before taking it all in his mouth. I was a bit surprised by that, even if I knew Genie helped them out in that regard. His mouth felt terrific. His tongue was going right off and he was not holding back. I arched my back in pleasure as I appreciated his efforts in a very physical way. My dick was rock hard. It felt so good. There is little to compare to a warm mouth on your cock, and his was warm and energized. My dick almost tingled at the sensations. When his mouth was off my dick, I felt the air cool and dry it, to be soon replaced with the heat and fluidity of his mouth.
Anthony's head was bobbing back and forth with some deliberate speed. He was serious about his duty and was giving it his all. Marines sure didn't do things half way. His fists were on the floor, he had a stance like a bulldog, concentrating entirely on sucking me. I had wanted him specifically for so long, so the blowjob was extra satisfying. I was so close to cumming, he had some real skills in smoking pipe.
I needed to pull back, so I did, "I think I need a fucking now. Got that cock ready to go?"
"It sure is. Can pound you good."
"Get on it Marine." I backed up and sat on the couch, pulling my legs up, leaving my ass over the edge. Anthony came up and knelt, giving both our cocks a few pulls. Spitting on his dick he lined up with my ass and had his cock head resting at the entrance. Cracking a ghost of a smile, Anthony pushed in. It felt great, his significant girth, and as he shoved further in, the length. Anthony was not shortchanged in the cock department one bit. He filled my ass well, and got to moving his hips. His fucking was rhythmic, pounding into my hole like a battering ram. His well shaped chest over mine echoing the motion. It was great seeing his muscles as I felt his manhood.
My legs were on his shoulders being forced closer to me with each powerful thrust he made. Moving in perfect sync with the huge cock going into my ass. I was stretched, feeling dick deep in me. There is nothing like having the invasion of a great dick up your ass. My body felt like an extension of his, slightly outside. I felt transported outside of my body as his powerful body worked to make me feel so good.
I could see the effort he was putting into it. The Marine in him had an order and was giving it his all like he was storming an enemy hill. "Arrgh! I'm so close." Anthony grunted at me. He was holding back, wanting me to cum, but I had a different idea.
"Do it, breed me, shoot that gun Marine!" I shouted at him. He did, I felt the powerful jerks of his cock and the cum barraging into my guts. Anthony was letting out animalistic grunts. I was making odd sounds as well, having desired this specific moment from since I first laid eyes on him.
There was something else I wanted to do since I first met Anthony, and that was fuck his muscled ass. He was still recovering, so it was easy for me to push him so his back was on the floor and lift his legs to my shoulders, lining my cock up to his hole. Anthony was still recovering from the significant cum, so he was totally pliable to my desires. I put the head of my cock right on his hole and stopped for a moment, wanting to remember this moment, when I stuck my dick in.
It was glorious, his ass was warm and enfolded over my cock. Sliding in like it was home. His chute gripped me tight, welcoming me, pulling me in almost. I went in with slow determination. My dick felt better and better every second. Covered with his insides, I let out a sigh. It was the best, the wonderful sensations spreading from my crotch over my entire body. Exactly how I pictured it, and the feeling was better than I imagined. I'd had a lot of ass the last few days, but this was one tight hole, tight and warm.
I fucked him as he came out of his cum stupor and directly into his fuck stupor. Only the back of my mind registered how his face started to show lucity and fell back to a confusion. That showed up in my dreams later, and remained with me after. I began to fuck, my dick going in and out, filling him up like he filled me up.
His eyes rolled back in his head, his pecs moving over the chest I was thrusting not far from. I was having an effect on him like he was having an effect on my cock and me. I got fully rigid, hard like I could not believe. All the great ass and cock Genie got me, and I had really gotten some prime ass. Anthony the Marine was a solid hunk of muscle and my dick in him was a treat.
I ran my hands on his furry pecs, feeling the muscles under them, rock like and tight. I brushed his nipples and he shuttered a bit. I brought my fingers to them and pinched. He let out a groan. I pinched harder, slamming into him.
I pulled his nipples, really making them stretch, his head grounded into the rug. Anthony's back arched off the carpet in the passion he was feeling. This was a fuck he would not forget, except for Genie's magic. Maybe I'd wish for Anthony to remember this as a dream. Yeah that would be fun.
That though was the last bit that it took, and I shot into him like he had shot into me. Cum for cum, fuck for fuck. My body shook as my balls emptied into him, I let go of his nips and collapsed on my Marine.
I breathed deep, my breath moving his chest hair. I watched the movement until my heavy eyes closed. Genie was there when my eyes opened again, Anthony gone. I was laying on the rug.
"Well, Master, that was something to experience."
"Hell yeah. I wish he would remember this like he had a dream. I want to see how he reacts at work."
"Master! I can do that. Are you sure?"
"I am. I'll keep an eye out to see how he looks at me."
"Master, that is so wicked."
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