Disclaimer: This is just a story. And it's about a Marine - actually several Marines. None of them are real one, of course. Kind of a melding of a lot of Marine's I've had the honor to have known in my life. Any resemblance to any actual Marine is purely coincidence - but if there is, I do wish he'd write me! Anyway, you know the drill, if you don't like sex between males, what are you doing here? And if your Country, State, Province, City, Town or Village won't let you read this kind of stuff - MOVE!!! Somewhere where you can!
This story is dedicated to my friend PUP, who just LOVES Marines and stories about them. I hope he loves this one. And I kind of hope it would come true for him.
You have heard now from all four of the main characters. Brian now returns as the narrator.
THE MARINE NEXT DOOR - Part 13 by RimPig (c) 2002
I had been really shocked the night before when, laying in Ty's arms I had told him about Scott. I didn't even get to ask him about the possibility of him living with us when he interrupted me and told me not only what I was going to ask, but that his answer was "yes"! The meeting the next morning at the hospital had gone far better than I had even hoped! I could see that "Big Brother" thing coming out of Ty and knew that, whether Scott was aware of it or not, he just got the best protector, mentor and 'father figure', he could ever have wished for!
After Ty left, I left Scott and Jason together with strict orders.
"Now listen, both of you! I don't want you two doing anything to shock my staff! Scott will be released soon and Then Jason, you and I will take him home. You can help me get him settled and then I've got to get back here. So you two will have plenty of time alone. Ok?" I asked.
They both blushed. They were so cute!
"Now, I've got to get Scott set up with a doctor and I need to make some phone calls. It's going to be about two hours before we can get everything set up and you out of here, Scott. I would suggest, Jason, that you go down and get some breakfast. I know you haven't had anything to eat yet, have you?" I asked.
"No, sir!" he responded.
I stopped for a second. I guess I was using that 'command voice' that Ty says I have. I walked over and brushed my hand over Jason's impossibly short hair, feeling it tickle my hand. Then I leaned down and kissed him on the cheek.
"Jason, if you're going to make love to this guy, you're going to need all the strength you've got. So go down and get some fuel in you before you pass out. Ok?" I said gently to him.
He smiled and blushed at me.
"Ok." he said.
"And as for you, young man." I said, turning to Scott. "We need to see about getting you some clothes. Or do you have some stashed somewhere?"
"No, I got ripped off a couple of nights ago at a place I was crashing. They took everything I had." he said.
"Well, then we'll do a little shopping on the way home as well then. We'll also need to apply for your birth certificate and social security card so that we can get you enrolled in school. I'm going to talk to one of the case managers in our social services unit that I know and get her working on that. Until then, you both just sit tight. Ok?" I asked.
"Yes!" they both said, almost at once. And then sat there grinning like idiots at each other.
Yes, Ty was right! They had it bad!
I went back to my office and placed a call to the doctor who heads up the ward. David Droller is the best infectious disease specialist I know. He's been involved in the AIDS crisis for almost for as long as the disease has been around. Long before it was even known as AIDS. I remember having a conversation with his wife one night at a hospital dinner when she told me about the 'bad old days' when AIDS just killed everyone who got it. She told me David had been so demoralized watching all of these young men die that he had been very difficult to live with through that time. But now that there was at least a way to treat the disease and to keep those infected living longer, he had completely changed. She told me he was a joy to live with again.
I could imagine what he had gone through. I've lived all my life with AIDS as a reality. It must have been very difficult for those who suddenly found themselves fighting this all our war with something that no one had ever seen before and apparently was so deadly that everyone who got it died - and died quickly. How horribly demoralizing it must have been for a doctor, someone dedicated to saving lives, who had to stand there and watch all of these people die and not only not know what was killing them but have no way to help them either!
Dr. Droller came on the line and I talked to him about Scott. I told him I knew that we could get him on Ryan White funding for medications and case management, but I wondered if he would consider taking him on as a patient. Since Scott had no insurance, I offered that Ty and I would pay for his treatment if he would take Scott on as a patient.
"What, are you crazy! You couldn't afford me!" he laughed.
"Dr. Droller, this is very important to us. We'll pay whatever it is." I told him.
"Why is this kid so important?" he asked.
"Well, he's going to be living with us. His parents threw him out on the streets when he was only 15! He had to sell his body just to get food and a place to live. He's a good kid! He doesn't deserve what's happened to him!" I pleaded.
"Damned parents! Ought to be in jail for doing something like that!" he swore.
I was shocked, I'd never heard him swear before! Most doctors, particularly around nurses, sounded worse than longshoremen down on a dock! But Dr. Droller never swears! It was an indication of how upsetting what I told him was.
"Ok. Call the office. Tell Maggie to schedule the kid. I'll do him pro bono." he said.
"Oh, doctor! Thank you! Thank you so much!" I was overwhelmed by his generosity.
"Well, if he's living with you and Ty, he ought to be covered under the hospitals plan anyway! He'd get to see me for free then anyway. So I'm just doing what this place ought to do!" he said.
And he hung up. He could be like that, somewhat crusty and very abrupt. But those of us on 4 North had seen him, too many time, sitting at the bedside of a dying patient with no friends and family, holding their hand and comforting them in their final hours. He had a very deep and compassionate love of people that he had to keep hidden or else it would make him too vulnerable.
I next put in a call to Mom to see if she was in her office. I told her I needed to see her and would be right down. I went to her office and her secretary ushered me right in. I collapsed in one of the chairs. It wasn't even noon yet and I was already exhausted and hadn't gotten a second wind yet.
"Well, you look like you've been through the ringer! I told Ty that you should have taken today off! Stayed up too late and had too much fun, didn't you!" she laughed.
"Mom, I wish it was only that! By the way, thank you for all you did for us! Last night was one of the most beautiful nights of my life! Look what Ty gave me!" I said, holding out my left hand with the beautiful diamond ring on it.
"Oh, how beautiful!!! He told me about them, but they were wrapped so I didn't get a chance to see them! Your mate has VERY good taste for a male! Must be a gay thing, huh?" she laughed.
"No, Mom. It's not a 'gay' thing! It's a Ty thing! He knew exactly what he wanted and what I would love. He has an unerring sense of what makes me happy. I am the luckiest man in the world!" I told her.
"Well, I've got to agree with that one!" she said.
"But there's something else, Mom. Something very serious I need to talk to you about." I said, my voice displaying the seriousness of what I wanted to discuss.
"What is it, sweetie?" she said, concern coming in her voice and on her face.
I told her the story of Scott. I even included the budding relationship with Jason. I told her of Ty and my's decision to give him a home and take care of him until he was old enough to go out on his own.
She sat there listening while I told her the whole story. I finished and she continued to sit there, not saying anything for a long time. Finally, when I was getting really nervous about her reaction, she spoke.
"Well, I'm not real happy about you lying to me." she said, a gleam in her eye.
"What are you talking about?!" I asked. I had never lied to her!
"You promised me when you and Ty became lovers that I wouldn't be a grandmother!" she laughed.
I stared at her in disbelief! And then I remembered the conversation of four years ago and began laughing myself.
"I understand how you feel, sweetie. I just hope that you and Ty haven't bitten off more than the two of you can chew. This boy's been badly hurt, not just physically but emotionally and psychologically. He may not be as easy to deal with as you think." she said, seriously.
"You may be right, Mom. But I don't think you're taking all the factors into consideration. First of all, there's Ty. He's had extensive training in leadership in the Corps. He's such an 'alpha male' that he hardly needed more than refinement, I'm sure. I can already tell that Scott is connecting him in a kind of older brother/father sense. That will give him some stability. Then there's Jason. Mom, I can't even begin to explain to you the healing power that comes from love. Or maybe I can. Have I ever told you about the 'Sacred Band'?" I asked her.
"No, Brian. Who are they, a rock group?" she asked.
I started to laugh but instead told her the history of the legendary fighting force composed of male lovers. I explained to her the parallel's to Scott and Jason. How by involving Jason in helping Scott to recover from the abuse he's received could well not only heal, but keep Scott in line while the healing happens.
"Well, that is really fascinating! I never knew such a thing ever existed! I guess there's more to 'gay history' than I would have suspected. You seem to have thought all this out. Have you also thought out your role in all of this?" she asked.
"Well, I just figured I could pitch in wherever I could help." I said.
"Oh, don't fool yourself, Brian! You have the most important role in this of anyone! You're the facilitator! You're the one who is going to make sure that everything happens and everybody fulfills their role. More importantly, you're the real role model for Scott! I see the parallels to your 'Sacred Band' but I see even greater parallels to you and Ty! Scott is going to be looking to you for how to be a man and Jason's lover." she said.
I was shocked, not for the first time, at how perceptive my mom is! She could see things I couldn't even see - and she'd never even met Scott or Jason!
"No. I never even thought of that. I guess that's why I wanted so badly to talk this over with you. I tried to talk to you yesterday, but you were hiding out!" I grinned.
"Yes, hiding out with your lover in your kitchen!" she laughed. "Well, when do I get to meet my grandson, anyway? Or is it grandsons?"
"The two of them are up in Scott's room right now. As soon as Scott's released, Jason and I are going to go and buy him some clothes and then take him home and get him settled in. I'll be back later. I do want to give them some time alone to adjust to everything." I told her.
"Well, I've heard sex called a lot of things, but never adjustment!" she laughed.
"Mom!" I exclaimed, blushing red.
"Oh, come on, Brian! Their 16 and 19 year old males! If they aren't working on cars or surfing, what else do they do?!" she laughed.
I grinned. She was right, as usual.
"Well, come on. Let's go upstairs so I can meet them. They might as well get used to Grandma!" she laughed.
When we got to Scott's room, I was surprised to see the two of them not even sitting close to one another. I guess my words of warning had some effect on dampening their hormones for a while, anyway. As soon as Jason saw that there was an older woman with me, he quickly got to his feet. One thing that the Corps was good for was teaching manners!
"Scott, Jason, I want you to meet my Mom, Mrs. Connors. She's the Supervisor of Nursing here at the hospital." I said.
"Please, boys, call me Beverly. How are you doing, Scott." she said, going over to the bed and putting her hand on his shoulder.
"I'm great, now! I guess Brian's told you about me living with him and Ty?" he asked.
"Yes, love, he has. That's why I'm here. Since my two 'boys' have decided to 'adopt', I figured I'd better come up and meet my grandsons!" she laughed.
The look on Scott and Jason's faces was priceless! I think both of their jaws dropped at exactly the same time!
"You mean you know all about...." Scott began and then stopped, not knowing exactly how to put what he wanted to say.
"Yes, Scott. I know all 'about'. I love my son and I love the man he loves. No matter what some people think, there is nothing in this world wrong with loving somebody. No matter what sex they happen to be. I also know that you and Jason are becoming close. And I think that if you really care about each other then that is wonderful! It is the very best thing that can happen in anybody's life - to fall in love. Don't you think that, Scott?" she asked, looking into his eyes.
"Oh, yes!" Scott answered.
It was obvious that nobody had ever really said something like this to Scott. Had never told him that there was nothing wrong with what he was or what he was feeling. Especially someone who was old enough to be his parent and wasn't gay.
I could also see Jason looking at Scott and at my mother. He realized what she was doing. She was working as hard as she could to take any shame that Scott might be feeling away. Jason looked at my mom with such gratitude! She finally turned and noticed him and called him over to the bed next to Scott.
"My, Jason, you are a very fine looking young Marine! And I guess I've become a judge of Marines since meeting up with Ty and his two friends, Tim and Domingo." she said.
At the names of his two other buddies, Jason's eye's lit up.
"I'm friends with all three of them!" he said.
"Well, then you're already one of the family! Did you know that my Dad was a Marine?" she asked Jason.
"No!" Jason said.
"Yes. He fought in World War II, Korea and was killed in action in Viet Nam long before you were born. He won the Navy Cross and the Congressional Medal of Honor, though they were both awarded posthumously. I still have them at home." she said.
"Wow!" Jason exclaimed. "A Congressional Medal of Honor! You're Dad was a hero!"
"Yes, Jason he was. But as a little girl growing up without a father, I'd wished he had been less of one. A medal can't tuck you into bed at night or read you stories." she said wistfully.
I suddenly understood how painful mom's childhood must have been without a father. Just like mine. Except she never found a man to love her the way she needed like I'd found Ty.
"I'm sorry." Jason said.
"Oh, don't be, sweetie!" she said, leaning over and giving him a little peck on the cheek which caused him to blush. "I've come to realize that my Daddy did the only thing he could do - live honorably serving his country. He died for something he believed in. And I will always be proud of him for that."
Jason grinned at her.
"Now, I want you boys to both understand something. I'm the grandmother around here! My job is to spoil both of you and do everything I can to make you feel loved. I want you to know you can come to me about anything in the world. I'll listen and I'll try to help. Just know that I love both of you, just as I love my other two sons. But, since I'm their 'mom' - I don't have to spoil them!" she laughed.
Scott was entranced by her! Mom certainly could weave a spell when she wanted to! Scott reached out and put his arms around her and she hugged him tight. Then she hugged Jason, who I knew wanted to do the same thing as Scott but was hesitating. Another 'alpha male', I thought to myself! Willing to meet the needs of everybody else and not able to ask for his own. Well, Ty could work with him on that one!
Mom reached into her pocket and pulled out the little leather case she always carries and handed me her credit card.
"Here, Brian, you buy my new grandson some nice clothes. Oh, and do yourself a favor - get him a portable CD player and some CD's. Otherwise, you'll have to listen to music blasting 24 hours a day!" she laughed.
"Mom, I did NOT blast the stereo 24 hours a day!" I said, offended.
"No, it was 22 hours a day! And I won't tell them what you were doing the other two hours!" she laughed as she strode out of the room.
My face turned red as a beet! She could always do this to me!
Jason and Scott sat there laughing at my embarrassment until I turned and gave them a look which told them just how close to the edge they were pushing things. They got calm very fast. Good! I can still maintain some discipline around here.
"Ok, Scott, I checked at the desk on the way back here. The doctor's signed the orders for your release and I have a prescription I need to pick up for you. We have an appointment with Doctor Droller for two days from now, so let's get out of here." I said.
Scott just sat there.
"What's the matter, Scott? You like it in here or something?" I asked.
"No! But I don't know where my clothes are! I can't leave in this thing!" he said, pointing to the hospital gown.
"Oh! Shit! Sorry! I'll go find out where they put them!" I said, as I left the room.
I ran into Belle in the hall.
"Where'd they put Scott's clothes after they brought him in?" I asked.
"We put them in the storage room with the spare linens. We weren't sure what room he was going into at the time." she said.
"Ok, thanks. I'm going to take him out of here. We've got to buy him some clothes and I'm going to get him settled at home and then I'll be back." I told her.
"You're going to leave that child at him alone while you come back here!" she said, her voice showing her strong disapproval.
"No! I'm not leaving him alone. Jason will be with him. I want to give them some time alone." I told her.
"Well then you'd better give them these!" she said, reaching into her uniform pocket and pulling out a handful of condoms!
"Good idea!" And we both laughed together. I guess anyone with any sense knew what those two would be up to the minute they were really alone together!
I went and got Scott's clothes and then brought them back to his room. Jason helped him get dressed. He was still pretty sore from the beating he took at the hands of those five drunk assholes. When he was ready, we all went down and got in my truck.
I took them to the nearest mall and let Jason and Scott start picking out clothes. I quickly saw that Scott wanted Jason's approval on every piece of clothing and Jason was not approving anything that looked the least bit 'sluttish'. Good for him! The stuff he was approving all made Scott look good (he was such a beautiful boy, he looked good in almost anything!) but was far more modest than I would have surmised that Jason would like to see him in. Maybe he is more like Ty than I figured. Ty always likes me to look good. But he told me that clothes do not turn him on - especially those that are meant to be 'sexy'. He wants me out of my clothes for that! He always says that naked skin is the sexiest thing on earth - other than a male's natural scent!
I made sure we got enough clothes so that Scott could go to school and some dress clothes as well. One piece of clothing I didn't buy Scott. Jason bought him a t-shirt. It was olive green and said in black letters "Property of the USMC" with the Marine Corps shield in black. Scott insisted on putting it on as soon as we had paid for it. I then took them to one of the music stores and let them pick out CD's and a portable CD player. They also bought an extra pair of headphones and a splitter so that both headphones could go in the player at the same time. I decided Mom's idea about not having to listen to Scott's music all the time was a good one.
I then took them to a shoe store and got Scott a couple of pairs of shoes for school and a pair of dress shoes as well. That done, we headed back to the apartment. Jason and Scott carried up all the packages and I showed them the 2nd bedroom which Ty and I had meant to turn into some kind of den but had never gotten around to it. It still had my old bed, dresser and desk in it, so it was still perfectly set up for a boy.
Scott looked around and saw that there was a TV on the dresser and a computer already on the desk. Ty never used the computer and I had a new laptop which mom had given me as a graduation present so I told Scott he could use it. He looked around the little room with it's old furniture and suddenly started to cry. I was a little taken aback. I knew he probably came from much nicer circumstances but this room wasn't that bad! I'd lived in it for a long time!
I went over to him and he grabbed hold of me and held on like he was drowning and I was a life- raft! I put my arms around him and asked him what was wrong. When he got himself under control, he looked up at me with his tear-stained face.
"Oh, Brian! I'm so grateful! This is so nice! You don't know the horrible places I've had to live since my parents threw me out! I never thought I'd ever have a room to myself or one this nice ever again in my whole life! How can I ever repay you and Ty and your mom for all that you've done for me?" he asked.
"I told you, Scott. You just be the best person you can be. That's payment enough. Now I want to tell you and Jason something. You see that bed over there?" I asked.
Scott nodded, wiping the tears from his face, as did Jason.
"Well, that's the very bed where I lost my virginity to a certain Marine that I've been living with now for 4 years. I'm passing it on to both of you on one condition..." I said.
They both looked at me questioningly.
"I want whatever you two do on that bed to be done out of love. And I don't want you EVER to go to sleep in it mad at each other! If it takes all night, you talk it out. Never, ever go to sleep angry with each other because you'll wake up the next morning and your love for each other will be all but gone." I said.
They both nodded their head solemnly. I kissed both of them on the cheek.
"I'm going to head back to the hospital now. I only ask that you not get naked until I at least have a chance to get out of the parking lot! Ok?" I laughed.
They both blushed and nodded their heads in agreement.
I got back to the hospital and called Ty at the garage.
"I just left the 'kids' at home. I'd suggest you not go anywhere near there for at least a couple of hours!" I laughed.
"No, I figure I don't want to sit there and listen to their moans like I used to have to do with these two sex-monkeys I work with! So when do you figure you'll get out of there, Bri?" he asked.
"I figure I'll be home around six tonight. I want to come home and spend some time with my sex- monkey!" I said.
"You didn't get enough last night?" he laughed.
"No, why? Did you?" I asked.
"I never can get enough of you!" he said.
"And that goes double for me! And besides with those two running around with their hormones on 'high output', I figure it's going to give us some inspiration!" I giggled.
"Oh, like we need any 'inspiration'!" he laughed.
"So you'll be home, too?" I asked.
"You're getting home early for once and you're already making me hard over the phone? I wouldn't miss it for the world!"
"I love you, Ty." I said quietly.
"And I love you, Bri." he said.
As I hung up the phone, I looked down and saw that diamond gleaming on my hand. I belonged to him. His 'mark' was visible on me now. And I wore it proudly.
I got home that night on time for once. I wanted to try to establish some kind of routine now that we had the responsibility of Scott. I knew I wouldn't always be able to get home on time, but when I couldn't, I knew that Ty would be there with him. And that was a very good thing. I really wanted Ty and Scott to get to know each other. I still felt that Ty could have a very stabilizing influence on Scott.
I opened the door to the apartment and was shocked to smell something good coming out of the kitchen! Surely, Ty wasn't cooking! Certainly, the kitchen NEVER smelled that good when he did! I walked in and there was Scott cooking and Jason helping him.
"Hi, guys. What's up?" I asked.
Scott turned around from the stove, saw me and grinned. He walked over, gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"I'm making dinner for us!" he said.
"You can cook?!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, my mom started teaching me years ago! I'm really pretty good at it!" he said proudly.
"If it tastes as good as it smells, you truly are! And, thank God! Ty can barely boil water! Most of the time when I was in Nursing School we lived on take-out! I'll bet several pizza parlors and Chinese places have gone out of business since I graduated!" I laughed.
"Well, you don't have to worry about that, now! I love to cook! And I want to be able to do something around here to help out." he said, giving me a shy smile.
'And making yourself a part of the family in the process.' I thought to myself. Good!
"I hope you guys weren't too bored here all alone this afternoon." I said, my tongue planted firmly in my cheek.
They both blushed. Well! The deed has been done. For good or bad, these two were now lovers. It was not going to be an easy relationship. With Scott's illness, their future was very much up in the air. But they were both young and, at their age, the future was hardly past next week. I prayed that they would never have to face what I had seen so much of on the ward.
"Is Ty home yet?" I asked.
"Yes. He got home about half an hour ago. He said he'd be waiting for you when you got home. In your bedroom." Scott sniggered.
"That's enough out of you! You think because you're sixteen that you invented sex?" I asked the little shit.
"No, but trust me, I'm damned good at it!" he laughed.
"Well, I'll let Jason be the judge of that. And, no, Jason! I don't want to hear your assessment! Just all us when dinner's ready!" and I left them in the kitchen and went in search of my lover.
Ty was lying on our bed, wearing nothing but a pair of jockey shorts. His eyes were closed and his breathing was deep. I stood there just looking down at him. I always loved watching him when he was asleep. At times, he looked just like he must have looked when he was a little boy. When his face looked like that, it often brought tears to my eyes, I felt so deeply in love with him. I never told him about those times. He'd just think I was silly.
As I stood there watching him, he seemed to sense I was in the room and gradually opened his eyes.
"Hey, babe! When did you get home?" he asked.
"Just now. I just saw Scott in the kitchen cooking dinner. With Jason's help, of course." I smiled.
"Yeah, I saw them when I got home. It sure smelled good, whatever he's making!" Ty said.
"Yes. At least we won't have to eat take-out or your attempts at cooking anymore!" I laughed.
"And, it gives us time for other things." he gave me a horny grin and reached out his arm for me.
I quickly pulled off my clothes and curled up next to him naked. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. I never stopped wanting to be in his arms like this. I seemed always to be living for the times when he was holding me. It wasn't about sex. It was about the touch, the feel, the scent of him surrounding me. I felt so safe and so secure in his arms. I'm sure that a shrink would put it off to some type of 'abandonment issues' over my father. But I didn't care. I'd found the cure for all that, right here in bed with Ty.
I slid my hand down to his chest and started playing in the golden hair there. I never got tired of feeling that lush growth of soft fur on his chest. He chuckled deep in his throat, feeling me at his chest hair again. I never could keep my hands out of it. I felt his hand slide down my back and cup one of my buns. His fingers began to stroke deep into the trench of my butt. I knew what he was doing. He knew if he did that for very long, I was going to want to have his cock up inside me. And it was certainly working!
He pushed me over on my back and knelt over me while he worked his underwear off his hips. His hard cock flopped out and he lay down on me as our two rampant cocks rubbed and drooled cock-honey against one another. He moved his body down mine and began chewing on my nipples. I moaned and pressed my chest to his sucking mouth moaning as he moved to the other one. He continued down my body until he buried his face in my sweaty crotch. He licked around my cock and then started in on my balls.
I moaned louder as he continued licking on down to my ass. He pushed my legs back and buried his face in my sweaty trench. I could feel his tongue licking up and down my crack and then shoving his tongue deep in my hole. I reached down and pulled my ass cheeks apart so that he could get deeper. Now he was moaning and the tremors were going up my ass and deep into my guts.
He pulled his face out of my ass, and I expected he would put his cock to my hole and fuck me. Instead, he moved up the bed and lay down next to me. I looked over at him and wondered what the fuck was going on. He smiled at me.
"If you want to get fucked, you're going to have to do it yourself. Just climb aboard!" he grinned.
At first I didn't get it. In the four years we had been fucking each other, we'd never done it this way. I wasn't exactly sure what I was supposed to do, but I was game to try. I moved up and stood up on the bed with his crotch between my feet. I squatted down while I reached down and took his hard cock and brought it to my eager hole. I began to sink slowly down on his cock. It was interesting feeling him entering me this way. I noticed that his cock slid right over my hard prostate as I slid further down. I finally felt his pubic hair rubbing into my asshole and knew I had hit bottom.
Ty put his hands under my ass and help me lift off, then I dropped back down and felt his hard cock crash into my ass. I moved more quickly the next time until I was driving myself up and down on his cock. I loved this! I could look down and see Ty grinning up at me as I fucked myself on his cock! And he reached up and began playing with my cock as I did. I knew this was not going to be a long fuck. I could feel the cum rising from my balls already.
I moved up and down faster and faster. Ty let go of my cock and put his hands behind his head and tilted his pelvis. I suddenly felt his cock shift angle in my ass so that it was stabbing my prostate with each slide down his cock. I moaned and let go. My cock started spewing cum all over Ty's chest and abs. My orgasm seemed to go on forever, and I could feel that I had pushed Ty over the edge as well. He stabbed his cock repeatedly up into my ass as I felt it pulse out his cum into my willing ass.
I collapsed over him on my knees, his cock ripping from my ass. I leaned down and kissed him deeply as he reached up and pulled me all the way down on top of him, gluing us together with my cum. I breathed in the scent of my cum, my ass and his sweat.
"See, I don't have to get all worn out this way." Ty chuckled in my ear.
"Ok, I loved it. But I think we should save this way for when I haven't been on my feet all day at the hospital, hmm?" I said.
"Ok, maybe it's not the best way when you're tired. But it was still fun!" he said. "I loved watching you sliding up and down my cock and I loved watching your cock just standing up and swaying with your movements!" he said.
"I'm glad males are visually stimulated." I laughed.
"Yeah! I sure am, especially when my lover is dancing on my cock!" he laughed.
"Well, I want to go take a shower." I said, struggling to get up off him and the bed.
Ty, on the other hand, Ty bounded off the bed and grabbing me, picked me up in his arms and carried me into our shower. He set me on my feet and then adjusted the water. He took the shower gel and began to rub it into my body. He massaged my shoulders and my chest and I moaned as I felt my tense muscles begin to relax. He made me sit down in the shower while he sat across from me. He took one of my legs onto his lap and began to massage my foot. I moaned as he gently but strongly massaged the pain from my feet. He even worked on my toes! Then his hand moved up my legs and massaged me. All the pain left my lower extremities as his talented, strong hands moved over me.
Then he raised up over me and kissed me gently on my lips. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him closer and shoved my mouth against his and pushed my tongue into his mouth to taste him. We were just getting to the point of starting all over again, when he heard a knock at the bathroom door. We looked at each other as Jason's voice came through the door.
"Hey, guys! Come on. Scott says dinner's ready!" he said.
The end of Part 13 of THE MARINE NEXT DOOR
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