Well Dudes, it has been a while since I wrote a story for you and for my faithful fans. I apologize! I've been all over the world since my last story and hardly had time to call my ass my own. Made the Poppy Stan Countries. Made a trip to the Far East and maybe my travels might make a story someday.
The usual caveats apply. This is a gay male to male sex story and if you are under age for reading gay porn sex stories, where you are, then please leave and come back when you are of an age where you can legally read this sort of story.
This is a true story and only the character names have been changed to protect the guilty. The story is a good jurk off story and like most of these stories it is written with out the use of condoms or other protection methods. Don't be fooled by that! In these days of Aids and other STDs you need to take precautions so that you will be around to read my hot stories in the future.
There is a quiz for you in the story. It is "how many fighting bulls are there in a regular Bull Fight?". I won't tell you the answer unless you write to me at oremond@earthlink.net . Then I will write you an E-Mail just as soon as I can with my answer.
Before I get into it I do want to thank some of the guys who have helped me and inspired me to do this writing. Dave from the Nifty Archivists is great and has put up with my teasing ever since I began writing stories for Nifty. Thanks Dave! Then there is Jim, who writes his own stories and prefers Bears. Keep your stories coming,Jim.
So here goes!
TIJUANA LIBERTY
Remember me? I am Andrew McLean and when this story took place I was a Lieutenant of Marines. That is the United States Marine Corps for you uncut dudes. Now let's get this straight. Some of my best friends are uncut and their cocks usually are hard and horney when I am with them. But you see I am cut and love the sensations of having my 6 1/2 inch cut cock worked on. It is just that I like to tease my uncut reader dudes. From time to time I'll do a note for you beautiful uncut bubble ass dudes.
As a Marine Naval Gunfire Spotter, I had been sent to a Naval Gunfire ship in San Diego for a gunnery operation and was due to stay on the ship for the gunfire part of the operation off the islands just west of Southern California. I was scheduled for six weeks aboard ship and was living high on the hog with my own stateroom and three meals a day served on white linen tablecloth and polished silverware. My laundry was taken care of and altogether it was a cushy assignment.
There were about a dozen Ensign and Lieutenants Junior Grade aboard the ship and I made particular friends with one Lieutenant Junior Grade, named George Keith. I was assigned a seat next to him at meals and we seemed to have a lot to talk about to each other. He was one of the Ship's Gunnery Officers and lived aboard Ship. He was unmarried and was a hunk. He had dark brown hair, was a slim toned dude and when I managed to see him in the shower, he was hung with a great looking cut cock. He had a gorgeous bubble butt and one time in the shower I actually saw his cock get hard. He sported about six inches and I had to turn away to cover my own hard six and a half inch cut cock. Uncut dudes, most ships have communal showers, even for officers!
We made a couple of firing runs on the islands off the coast and then the ship would come back to San Diego for the weekends. Mostly the Ensigns and J.G.s would have some sort of duty on the weekends but one time Lieutenant Keith told me that he had the next weekend off, and did I want to go to the Bull Fights that weekend in Tijuana? Hey uncut dudes, as a Marine I got to skate standing any duty aboard ship. Some ships tried to put Marines on sailor type duties but this ship had not tried to get me assigned to some sort of watch standing or other meaningless crap!
Neither of us had seen a Bull Fight before so we thought it would be a great experience. George had an old clunker of a car and we decided to take off next weekend early and get to Tijuana to see the Bull Fights there at 1300 on Sunday. Dudes that is 1 P.M. for you uncut dudes and non military types.
Our plan was to drive down to Tijuana Saturday in the afternoon, do some light drinking and get a motel to spend the night and then see the Bull Fights the next day.
All went well and we arrived in Tijuana at about 1700 and checked in at a halfway decent motel about four steamy blocks from the Plaza de Toros. There were lots of Tijuana bars in the neighborhood and it looked like we were going to have a smooth time.
The only hitch to the arrangements was that when we got to our room we found that the only bed in the room was a California King size in the middle of the room. George had already parked the car in a nearby garage and we had already paid for the room. So we laughed and said that as long as we didn't try to get two broads in bed with us it would work for us to share the bed.
We had already stashed our uniforms back at the Naval Base and wore tight jeans and "T" shirts that showed off our crotches and titties. Except for our haircuts we could have passed as just another couple of male tourists visiting Tijuana for the weekend. George's hair was a little longer than mine but I did not sport a tight crew cut at that time.
We had light jackets and both of us were wearing boxers without any undershirts except for the outer "T" shirts we were wearing. I think both of us were showing hard in the crotch and I expected to have to share the bed with some Tijuana whore that George would pick up. The thought of having George fuck a woman while I was in bed with them, was not appealing, but I figured I could drink enough tequila that I could ignore a woman being fucked in the bed beside me by George.
Just another note for you uncut readers, I am a virgin when it comes to fucking women and the thought of putting my beautiful cut cock into a woman's hole is nauseating to me. Just guys and moor guys are what turns me on. I had no idea about George but just figured he was straight and I would have to put up with whatever straight guys do in bed with whores.
We went to what appeared to be a clean restaurant and each of us had a couple of enchiladas and a beer. Uncut dudes, never,never drink the water in Mexico. If you want the trots, then drink the water. Otherwise drink beer or canned coke or Pepsi.
After a dinner of enchiladas and beer we started hitting the clubs. It was pretty standard. The pimps would try to get us to come with them and fuck their "sisters", all clean girls, of course. If we went into one of the clubs we were quickly hustled to a booth or table where a girl always appeared and wanted us to buy her a drink. When we said no, the "girls would really turn the heat on. Sometimes they would sit on our laps and give us a little lap dance. If that didn't work they would try to squeeze our cocks and try to unzip our jeans. Having our cocks played with made us each hard and then the "girls" would think that they had scored. I was surprised that George didn't go for it, but of course I didn't either. We would drink one bourbon and coke in each place and then move on to where ever the action seemed to be the wildest.
We went to one place where the "girls" actually stripped, but we had to pay a cover charge. After the two "girls" stripped they came over to where we were and tried to sit on our laps. They were pressing their tits and breasts into our faces and putting our hands on their crotches when George said "let's get out of here, I've had enough. Do you want to go back to our room and catch some zzz's?" I was pretty well tired of the bar scene and was dam glad to be heading for our motel. I was surprised that George was giving up without having a woman, but was glad to be calling it quits for the bar scene. I was a little high, but thanks to the small amount of liquor the bartenders in Tijuana part with, I wasn't drunk or any where near it. I said "Sure! This is the pits and we might as well get some sleep before tomorrow. The women all look like hags and they want too much for letting you get any pussey." When we were on the street George put his arm around my neck and said "I'm a little woozy and may need some help getting back to our motel!" "No problem! I said "Have no fear, the Marines are here!" I put my arm around his waist and we made a slow walk back to our motel.
We went to our room and George took the key and opened the door. We went in and George flopped on the bed. I sat on a chair and took off my Wellingtons, shucked my "T" shirt and unzipped my jeans. George had his "T" shirt off and was unlacing his shoes. He slipped off his jeans and we were both down to our boxer shorts. I asked him which side of the bed he wanted and he said he would like to be nearest to the head so if he had to piss he would be close to it. Uncut dudes the head is the Nautical name for a toilet in the Navy and Marine Corps.
George crawled between the sheets of the bed on the side that was nearest to the head and said "please turn off the lights and get in here!" I locked the door and turned off the overhead light and went to the bed. I crawled in and turned the only bedside light off.
I lay on my back and thought about what we had done that evening and wondered what it would be like if George touched me. I rolled onto my left side and then George gently reached over and drew my bod to him. He had taken his boxers off and was naked. He slipped my boxers down over my thighs and over my now hard cock. When I was naked he pulled me to him and slipped his own hard cock between my thighs. He started pumping into the space between my thighs and I squeezed his cock with my thighs. He put his hand over and around my ass and started finger fucking me while he was dry fucking me from the front.
He whispered in my ear "are you O.K. with this? I'm so fucking horney and the sluts in the bars just don't do it for me!" I whispered back "Oh yeah, this is good and it isn't going to take me long to shoot my load!" He said "Don't hurry! We have all night and there is a lot we can do to make it one hell of a hot time. I want you to fuck my ass and I want to suck your cock! In fact, I just want to do everything that we can do with each other. I have been so horney for the last six months and when you came aboard ship I started dreaming about you when I jerk off. Tonight I want to make up for all of those times that I did myself alone! What about you?" As I felt his cock rubbing against my thighs and his finger probing my ass, I said "Oh God, yeah. It has been so long for me that I just want to make love and fuck and suck all night!" He pulled me in tight and kissed my waiting lips. His tongue met mine and we sucked each other with hot passion. Our naked bods were pressed tightly together and I felt like I was about ready to shoot my load.
George said "I'm getting too hot and I'll come if we don't stop for a couple of minutes. Let's just hold on to each other for a few and then when we are calmed down I want us to suck each other for a while." He kept his cock between my thighs and I could feel it throbbing as it slowly relaxed.
I finally pulled back from him and we both were panting and groaning! It took a lot of self control, but we did calm down enough to where we were able to get into a 69 position and start pleasuring each other again. His smooth lips surrounded my cock helmet and he started to suck and swallow as much of my raging cock shaft as he could. . Uncut dudes, those of us who are properly cut have a cock head that looks like a miniature helmet when we are hard. Just touching my helmet will drive me crazy when I am hard.
I couldn't stand it any longer and took my mouth away from his own raging hardon and said "I just can't stand this any more. I've got to come and maybe we can rest a while and get started again when we get hard." He groaned and took his mouth from my cock and said "Hell yes, we have all night and for me the second time can usually be the best. I want to taste your cum and I have to blow my load or I'll explode".
And explode we did! I had never swallowed cum before but I took a mouthful before his cum dribbled down the sides of my mouth. At the same time my cock was giving me the sensations of my life. As he sucked my man juice I felt lust, pleasure and rockets going off in my head. I pulled his head onto my bod and pumped him like there was no tomorrow. When I was shooting it seemed to go on forever. I thrashed around and almost pulled out of George's mouth before I finished shooting. George pulled away from my cock and turned his bod so that we were face to face. He pulled me to his mouth and kissed me and I tasted my own cum. There wasn't a lot as he had swallowed most of it. But, for the first time I tasted cum, both George's and my own. We sucked each others
mouths for a long time and George finally got up and went to the head.
I heard him piss and then turn the water on to wash his cock. When he came back he had a damp washcloth that he used to wash my cock. I loved it! Having someone wash my cock was as sensuous as it gets. After he finished washing me he threw the washcloth into a corner and crawled in bed again and spooned me while he said "That was great! Let's take a break and when we are hard again I want you to fuck me. I want you to sink that tool of yours up my ass as far as you can, and then I want you to rub my love nut until we both come!"
I was just drifting off when I felt George's hard cock start to probe my sweet ass. He was rubbing his cock up and down the crack of my ass cheeks and that was all it took to make me hard again. He whispered in my ear "please fuck me! I want your cock deep in my ass hole and rubbing my love nut!" Who was I to argue. George rolled on to his back, spread his legs and put them onto my shoulders. What an invitation! I was on him in seconds and as I slipped my cock into his inviting pink hole, I almost shot then and there. I was able to contain myself and started pumping in and out. George would tighten his ass muscles when I pulled almost out and then he would open his sphincter muscles to let me push deeply in. His cock was pressing against my belly and as he began to buck and squirm, I felt his precum against my belly. Since it was my second time for that night, I was able to keep fucking and fucking. he shot first and there was a lot of his cum on my belly. Before he was finished, I was shooting hot cum into his ass. He was still squeezing and releasing my cock so the sensations were glorious and the rockets were going off all through my bod.
We lay together for a few minutes and then untangled our bods as I pulled my cock out of his ass. Then he pulled me up and we went into the shower where we soaped each other and played with our bods. I just about had it for the night so when we showered and toweled off I was ready to get into bed and spoon naked with him.
In the morning we woke at about 0900 and sucked each other off and took another shower. We got our stuff together and took it to George's car. Then we went to a small cafe' where we had huevos rancheros with beer.
It was about 1230 so we went to the Plaza de Toros and got a couple of tickets for the afternoon Bull Fight. Uncut dudes, huevos are eggs and huevos Rancheros are eggs cooked with tomato sauce in the Mexican style.
We bought tickets on the sombra side of the bull ring, and went in and got into some good seats about three rows above the fence around the bull ring.
For all dudes, this story is not about bull fighting! Suffices to say that we watched the fights and by 1730 we were on our way back to the ship. We didn't talk much and when we got back George never mentioned the night in thee motel with him. About a week later my duty on the ship was over and I hotted back to my Marine base with fond thoughts of my Tijuana liberty!
Dudes, one thing if you are going to answer the quiz or just tell me that my Spanish is for the Birds. Please put "Tijuana" or "nifty story" in the subject line of your E-Mail. I am getting a lot of prescription, real estate, and wrist watch sales in my incoming E-Mails lately. If you care to write then just preface the message with "Tijuana" or "nifty story". My E-Mail address is still oremond@earthlink.net Ole'