Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of sex between males. If it bothers you, leave this page. Note : I appreciate any comments, suggestions etc. and answer all e-mails. One more thing: English is not my native language, so sorry for the mistakes.
I dedicate this story to a special Marine who is stationed in Arizona, very far from me.
Touched by the Hessian
Sex with my Marine lover has so many faces: sometimes gentle and romantic or rough and sweaty or dirty, when you are ready to be a pig-bitch just for him, just with him, just by him.
It is enough just to look into those deep blue eyes and I know what's to come. This time he is just coming to me so very, very close, sliding his knee between my thighs. He is wrapping his arms around my waist, putting his head on my shoulder , pressing his soft lips against my neck and kissing me smoothly, lovingly. I'm just holding him, slightly rocking him to and fro, whispering silly words into his ears which makes him giggle. He is trying to nestle himself even deeper in my arms. My hand is travelling down on the back of his neck, all the way down along his spine, finally resting on his butts. By now he is pretty excited by my closeness and rubbing his hard cock against mine, invitingly.
These days he doesn't feel like saying anything, so there is silence, our bedroom is full of shadows but I can still see him in the semi-darkness. I'm sitting on the corner of the bed watching him as he is taking off his clothes slowly, in complete silence. All I can hear is the rustle of the falling clothes and his breathing. The light coming from the street falls on him, making his skin shine in silver. I'm hardly taking a breath, I am just sitting there motionless. I don't dare to disturb this heavenly sight. Here and now there is a real god in my bedroom. In the half-light his figure seems to be even more powerful, its contours are soft... and the way he is moving ...like a beautiful big cat: without any hurry, gracefully, full of dignity, knowing the significance of every movement. Oh guys, I could watch and admire him for hours and hours. I love his body: his round shoulders, his clear skin, all his beautifully proportioned being. He knows how very much I like watching him getting undressed so he is taking his time.
When my completely naked Marine lover is lying down on my bed I feel how lucky I am to have him so close to me. He is just lying here next to me fully stretched with one of his arms under his pretty head. He is looking up at me smiling and waiting patiently giving me time to enjoy the sight. His eyes are full of expectations and I understand their message: he wants me to do everything, to play with him, to have him and I am ready to give him everything he wants.
Complete silence covers us - a soundless world. Kneeling besides him on the bed I'm starting to kiss him, trying to touch every inch of his body with my wet lips. The scent of his skin turns me on: it is so manly but not simply manly: it is the scent of a magnificent 23-year old US Marine. As I am lying my hands on him I can feel his hot skin under my palm. -Do what you have to - I can hear his slightly shaking voice. My head is swinging, the touch, the sight, his desire-driven speech have an effect on me like that of a special drug. I am licking his face like an animal and kissing him hard, hungrily, we are kissing until we can't kiss anymore. I am slowly moving my mouth to his throat and gently biting it, hardly touching his skin with my teeth. He lets me do that with absolute surrender and I am sure he would allow me now an even harder bite. I am so curious, I want to explore him all over. My tongue is finding his tiny navel and entering it mercilessly. I feel the existence of his fully erected, pretty cock next to my face. I am flicking my tongue around its tip lovingly-now he is holding my head but isn't forcing me. What I am taking into my mouth is a mighty monster... there is nothing more adorable than a throbbing cock in my willing mouth. As I continue my journey to the inner sides of his thighs to touch these sensitive points I can hear him whimpering, he is squirming under my touch, turning his head from side to side. By now he is in sheer ecstasy by my exquisite torture. -Just fuck me! - he is almost shouting at me. His sparkling blue eyes are open wide and I realise his only desire: to be had, to be fucked and I am ready to give him what he needs. - Fuckmenow...!!!! - he is shouting now. I am speaking ever so soft: - Oh yes, my Marine, you are going to be given everything you want. I make him open his knees. I am nestling between his open legs and start caressing his moist crack with my fingers to feel the texture of his skin there. Then I am moving my hand to his lips and firmly pushing my fingers inside. - Lick them, boy. He is doing as he is told and covering my fingers thoroughly with his saliva. Then with a gentle push I insert my fingers in his hole and start finger-fucking him lazily to loosen him up, to make him ready. With every deep thrust I can feel his hotness inside, he is wet and silky. By now he is so loose that he could accept a whole fist inside. But it is my cock I want to polish in his most intimate hole.
His ring of flesh is sliding along my cock, I feel it pulsate around my invading tool as I start fucking him ever so lightly. His arm is snaking across behind my waist, pulling me even deeper in himself. - C'mon, gimme all, fuck me, fuck me if you are man enough! I'm luxuriating in his all - man scent and the feeling of his hot ass. My cock fills him fully, caressing this heavenly creature from inside. Now I stop the light treatment and start fucking him hard, as hard as I can, as if no tomorrow, as if I were ready to die between his legs. Each deep fuck-thrust sends waves of lustful pleasure through my cock right into my brain- as if drums, enormous drums were throbbing in my head, all I can feel is this barbaric , primitive rhythm making me crying out uncontrollably, my animalistic howls fill the air around us. Wow...his body is so flexible, his thighs are hot, he lets me so deep inside, lets me invade him, conquer him fully! As I am gazing down at his sweat-polished face into those beautiful eyes I know if it was my last moment alive, I wouldn't protest. The expression on his face is so revealing, his clenched teeth, every little muscle of his face convey his lust and needs. I can hear him moaning under my deep thrusts , as my belly is sensuously rubbing against his dickhead his pre-cum is cooling my overheated skin. Now only this sensual duel between us exist, body against body, every cell of mine wants satisfaction by this man, my muscles are tensed, my blood is roaming in my demanding body. When my last fuck-thrust sends me over the top my orgasm grabs me with an iron grip and shaking me for long seconds. I am filling him with my cum and right in that moment he is cumming too and I feel his powerful jets of hot cream against my belly. When I am lying on top of him our bodies give a quiet squelch.
He is wrapping his arms around me, holding me tight. I am melting into his body, his closeness and the rhythm of his breathing make me drowsy. As I am drifting into sleep I can hear him saying 'I love you, my prince.'