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This story will describe the life of Robert David Mathews from his time as a teenager, through prep school, and into military service. If stories involving sex between consenting teenagers, including both straight sex and gay sex, offends you, go back to the Archives and pick a different story for your reading pleasure. There has been minimal research for this story therefore, names, places, dates are mostly fictitious and similarities to real life are coincidental. Some companies and organizations mentioned actually exist, but references to the activities, policies, programs and procedures are fictitious. I was not a SEAL and have limited knowledge of the force. I am writing this story from imagination and a little research, not from personal experience.
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Washington Academy Chapter 5 Therapy and Defiance
Robbie and Drew were talking in their room when they heard a knock on the door. They looked up and saw David Benson and Tyler Mason standing outside the open doorway.
"Can we come in?" Tyler asked.
Robbie and Drew were surprised to see the two cadets asking for permission to enter what used to be their own room.
"Please come in Mr. Benson and Mr. Mason," Robbie said respectfully. "This is your room and you shouldn't have to even knock!"
"We heard that you made it to the third floor today," David said. "Let's knock off the formality and just talk like buds."
"David and I don't want you pushing yourself," Tyler said to Robbie. "We're both enjoying racking with the lowly fourth class cadets and don't plan to move back here until your therapy's completed. We heard you had a rough time making it up to the third floor and back down. Please don't try that again unless you have some guys to help you."
"It's not fair for you guys to give up this semi-private room when I can handle the steps," Robbie admitted. "I gotta be honest. I like rooming with Drew, but it's not fair to the other guys in my class, or you guys that I'm living here."
"We're getting a lot of blowjobs!" Tyler admitted. "Does that make it easier for you to stay in this room for a while longer?"
Robbie choked. Two first class cadets had just admitted that they were either gay or bi-sexual and having sex with the newest cadets.
Drew saw the shock in Robbie's facial expressions and laughed. "Tyler and David are frequent visitors to the 'suck post' behind Grant Hall," Drew said. "I know that from personal experience!"
Robbie's mind was reeling. Tyler and David were handsome guys that he thought were straight, but he just learned that he was a poor judge of sexual orientation.
"We appreciate all of the ironing and polishing that you've done for us, but it's time for you to stop," Tyler said. "We're all brothers here at the academy, and you've earned our respect. When you're able to run and complete the regular Phys Ed exercises, we can talk about changing the room assignments."
"You guys need to crank up my stereo when you're blowing each other," David offered. "Guys have to walk past this room to get to theirs, and the word is out that you guys are loud when you're popping a nut!"
Robbie was embarrassed, but Drew laughed. They both realized that the grapevine on the academy campus had spread the word that they were sharing intimacy in their room.
After the two first class cadets left, Robbie expressed his concern that he and Drew would get in trouble for blowing each other.
"I bet that over half of the cadets here have tasted a cock," Drew said. "From now on we'll turn on the stereo before we fool around. Speaking of fooling around, I'm hungry for some Mathews pudding!"
Drew walked over and closed and locked the door before turning the boom box on. He slid his hand inside his summer shorts and started playing with his dick and balls.
Robbie watched Drew massage his large package and felt his own dick harden in his shorts. He forgot about his sore muscles and walked over to kiss Drew on the lips. He mashed his crotch against Drew's and probed inside his big brother's mouth with his tongue. He unbuttoned Drew's summer uniform shirt and pulled the shirttails out. He peeled the short-sleeved shirt away from Drew's chest and then removed the shirt to reveal the massive chest. He lowered his head and sucked Drew's left nipple into his mouth and licked and nibbled on the tender nub. The moans he heard from Drew gave him the encouragement to continue.
Drew loved having his nipples sucked. His frequent trips behind Grant Hall gave him fast sexual relief, but the private time he shared with Robbie was different. He loved kissing Robbie and taking time to lick and suck on body parts other than a penis.
Robbie hadn't visited the "suck spot" behind the athletic building, but he was curious about who went there. His attention was now focused on his big brother, and he sucked and nibbled on Drew's left nipple. He shoved his hand inside Drew's shorts and massaged the huge cock and balls while he switched his mouth to Drew's right nipple.
"Suck me!" Drew begged. "Don't make me wait!"
Robbie sat on the bed and pulled down Drew's shorts to expose the throbbing meat. He licked the head of Drew's cock and listened to his big brother moaning. He opened his mouth and took the head of Drew's cock inside. He used his tongue to circle the sensitive knob and began massaging the hairless scrotum and large sperm spheres. He gently fondled Drew's balls and began using his other hand to jerk the smooth skin that covered the rod of steel. The first drops of precum were quickly swiped away by his tongue, and he savored the flavor. He continued sucking Drew's cock and hoped that his buddy wouldn't cum too quickly so he could enjoy the unique flavor of his man meat. By the moans he heard, he realized that his mouth and hand actions had stimulated Drew too fast.
Drew grabbed Robbie's head and face fucked his buddy while his cock unloaded huge blasts of thick cum. He felt his knees buckle, and struggled to remain standing while his throbbing dick flooded Robbie's mouth. He looked down and saw that streams of cum were trickling out of the sides of Robbie's mouth.
Robbie swallowed as fast as he could, but the volume of Drew's love juice was enormous. He gulped down the tangy pudding and used his tongue to slurp around the large cockhead to keep the juice flowing into his mouth. When he felt Drew stagger, he quickly helped his buddy get his balance, not wanting a single drop to be wasted. He used his fingers to push the last drops of fresh cum out of Drew's cock and into his hungry mouth. He gently sucked and licked Drew's deflating cock and wondered how many of his former plebe buddies had a big brother as horny as his. He let Drew push his head away and felt his own cock throbbing in his shorts.
Drew was in heaven. His frequent visits to the suck post were okay for quick gratification, but the intimacy he shared with Robbie was fantastic and completely different. He wondered if he was taking advantage of their relationship of Big Brother, Little Brother, when he initiated sex with Robbie. He was determined to make sure that Robbie knew that sexual performance wasn't a requirement for them to remain close friends. He was experiencing strong feelings of love for Robbie that were foreign to him. Casual sex with other cadets behind the Grant Building was satisfying, but kissing and cuddling with Robbie was what he really desired and cherished. He switched places with Robbie and quickly satisfied his Little Brother with an expert blowjob.
Robbie's therapy was paying dividends. He was able to walk without the crutches and began walking up the steps in Jefferson Hall to the second floor. It still hurt, and he followed Drew's orders to stay off the third floor.
Guy Stephens was looking out the window of his office when he saw Robbie trying to join the cadets on their morning run. He ran outside and yelled, "MATHEWS! FALL OUT!"
"No, Sir!" Robbie replied. "I can do it!"
Guy Stephens wasn't accustomed to a cadet defying his orders and he ran after Robbie, easily catching him. David Benson was leading the run and stopped the cadets in front of Grant Hall. David knew that Robbie was in big trouble for refusing to obey a direct order from an administrator. All of the cadets were anxious for what would happen to Robbie.
"GODDAMMIT!" Guy Stephens screamed in Robbie's face. "I GAVE YOU A DIRECT ORDER AND YOU HAVE THE BALLS TO DEFY ME!"
"I'm sorry, Sir," Robbie choked out. "I think I can work back into the regular exercises now."
"IN MY OFFICE! NOW!" Guy Stephens screamed.
Eric Hart, the Physical Therapist, was just leaving the Grant Athletic Building. He saw the confrontation between Guy Stephens and Robbie and quickly followed them into Guy Stephens' office.
"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT YOU CAN DISOBEY A DIRECT ORDER?" Guy Stephens screamed at Robbie. "I'M SO PISSED AT YOU THAT I'M READY TO KICK YOUR ASS!"
Robbie saw the fire in Guy Stephens' eyes and realized that he had crossed the line. It was the "SEAL look" that told him that Mr. Stephens was ready to snap.
"This is my fault," Eric said to Guy Stephens. "Robbie's doing great in his therapy and I told him yesterday that he might be ready for some slow jogging. I told him that Dr. Miller would have to make the final decision, but he's anxious to get back with his buddies."
Guy Stephens glared at Eric and then at Robbie. "NO CADET CAN DISOBEY A DIRECT ORDER!" Guy yelled. He could see the shock in Robbie's eyes. He could also see the defiance in the handsome plebe's face. "I ordered you to stand down, and you refused. Insubordination will NOT be tolerated at this academy!"
Robbie realized that he had fucked up and decided to shut up and take the consequences. He looked directly into Guy Stephens' eyes and saw them soften. He was relieved that the powerful man wasn't going to snap and physically attack him.
"Two weeks of detention!" Guy ordered. "You can start in the Training Room by cleaning every mat until they sparkle! When you finish those mats, the storage room is full of other equipment that needs to be cleaned. If you EVER disobey a direct order again, you'll face the Tribunal! Do you understand?"
Yes Sir!" Robbie replied.
"YOU'RE DISMISSED!" Guy ordered. He watched Robbie leave his office and tried to calm down.
"I'm really sorry for this," Eric admitted to Guy Stephens. "Mathews is a great cadet, and I wanted to give him some encouragement. I never expected him to defy your order."
"When he defied me, I saw a flashback to a time with his uncle," Guy admitted. "I saw the same defiance on David Mathews' face when the Shore Patrol ordered us out of a bar in the Philippines. We tore that bar up and put four of the Shore Patrol in the infirmary after they used their batons on two SEALs. He's a boy, but he has the same fire in his personality that David has. I was worried that he'd hurt himself. I was so pissed that I was ready to tear him apart."
"He fucked up," Eric offered. "He won't make the same mistake again."
Robbie headed back to the Jefferson Dorm. He knew that he had to put duct tape over the stripes on his sweatshirt to let everyone know that he was on detention.
"YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" Drew screamed when Robbie entered their room. He had left the morning run to chew Robbie out for defying a direct order from an officer. "WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO DEFY MR. STEPHENS?"
"I have no excuse, Sir" Robbie said, turning his eyes to the floor. He wasn't going to argue with his Big Brother.
"How much detention did you get?" Drew asked. He saw Robbie wrapping the duct tape over the arms of his sweatshirt to cover his stripes and was relieved that Mr. Stephens wasn't taking Robbie before the Tribunal. If Guy Stephens had planned to take Robbie in front of the Tribunal, his Little Brother would have been confined to his quarters and wouldn't be covering his stripes to show he had been given detention.
"Two weeks, Sir" Robbie replied. "I have to clean all the equipment in the Training Room and storage area."
"You're lucky," Drew said. He was calming down and could see that Robbie was embarrassed. "You're my Little Brother, and when you get in trouble, it reflects on me. I can't believe that you would do that to Mr. Stephens. He's a great person, and I know he's concerned about your recovery. Promise me that you won't do something so stupid again!"
"I'm sorry, Drew" Robbie said softly. "I'm falling behind on the conditioning program and I wanted to prove that I could do some running."
"Every cadet on campus knows that you're trying hard to get back in shape," Drew admitted. "Just take it easy and you'll be back with the rest of us real soon. Mr. Stephens and I are really close, and I'll talk to him tomorrow. I bet he's still pissed right now and I sure don't want to make him snap."
I know you're mad at me," Robbie admitted. "I did the dumbest thing in my life. Please don't say anything to Mr. Stephens or he'll think that I pressured you to kiss up to him. I'll earn his respect and yours again or you can stop being my Big Brother."
Drew choked when he heard what Robbie had said. He would never abandon his little friend and felt like a jerk for yelling at him. Robbie was trying to recover from a horrible experience, and he needed to help him instead of bitching at him.
"Guy Stephens really likes you," Drew said while hugging Robbie. "Let things cool down for a couple of days and then I think you should talk to him in private and apologize. It's gonna be hard for you to bend over to clean the mats, but you're getting a real break. Give me a kiss and I'll show you where the chemicals and equipment are stored."
Robbie was in his third day of detention when Guy Stephens walked into the Training Room. He had moved some of the mats and was standing on a ladder to remove the fluorescent light diffusers.
"What are you doing on a ladder?" Guy yelled at Robbie. "Get your ass down!"
Robbie froze. He wasn't going to argue with the football coach and tried to decide how to respond. "I'm cleaning the light fixtures and diffusers, Sir," Robbie replied while climbing down the ladder. "I'm trying to do a good job, and the fixtures were really nasty. I take the diffusers outside and wash them with a brush and cleaner and then rinse them off."
Guy looked at the ceiling and could see the dramatic improvement where the fixtures had been cleaned. He knew that Robbie was making great strides in his therapy, but he sure didn't want the plebe working alone on a ladder in a closed area.
"It's not safe for you to be on a ladder, especially with no one else around," Guy said. "I never realized how dirty the fixtures were, but I can tell which ones you've cleaned. I'll find some other renegade cadets to clean the rest of them!"
"I didn't know that I wasn't allowed on a ladder, Sir," Robbie admitted honestly. "I apologize, Sir."
"Let's take a walk," Guy offered. "I think we need to clear the air between us."
Robbie had wanted to talk to Mr. Stephens, but didn't want to go to his office and interrupt the coach's daily schedule. He wondered how to express his feelings to the football coach without pissing him off. He sure didn't want to see the "SEAL look" aimed at him again.
"I'm really sorry for disobeying your order, Mr. Stephens," Robbie began. "I wanted to prove to everyone that I could start jogging and only planned to join the first leg of the daily run. I know that insubordination's a very serious military offense and I deserve the detention or worse. You could have nailed me with the Tribunal, and I thank you for giving me another chance."
Guy could sense the sincerity in Robbie's voice and body language. He knew that plebes often had to learn their lessons the hard way, and decided to be honest with Robbie.
"Many of us on the faculty are former military officers," Guy began softly. "Sometimes we forget that you cadets are teenagers without formal military training and we get frustrated and angry. Every member of the faculty is responsible for your safety and we have to set the limits. I won't hold a grudge against you unless you repeat the mistake. Just so you know, I'm not giving you any special treatment because of my friendship with your uncle. We learn more from our mistakes than we do from our successes, and I want this to be in the past."
"Thanks for talking to me, Sir," Robbie said respectfully. He was pleased when Guy Stephens shook his hand and treated him like a man.
When a cadet was serving detention, he had to sit alone in the dining hall, and wasn't allowed to speak to anyone. He was the last to be served and had no privileges like watching television or free time to play sports or games.
Robbie was in the room that he shared with Drew when he heard a knock on the door.
"Can I come in?" Tracker asked, expecting Drew to be in the room, and was pleased to find Robbie alone.
"Hi, Buddy" Robbie said after inviting Tracker into the room. "It's nice to see a friendly face for a change."
"How're you holding up?" Tracker asked. "A bunch of us lowly plebes wanted to help you clean the Training Room and storage area, but our Big Brothers warned us that we'd get in trouble. We miss you during meals and free time, and can't wait until your detention's over."
"Drew's been great with me," Robbie admitted. "He gives me a lot of attention and advice when we're alone."
"Has he fucked you yet?" Tracked asked boldly.
"HOLY SHIT! WHAT MADE YOU ASK ME THAT?" Robbie blurted out.
Tracker laughed. "It's no secret that you guys are having sex, and I wanted to give you a shock to get you out of your funky mood," Tracker said.
Robbie was certainly shocked that Tracker would ask such a personal question and decided to strike back by asking, "How often does Keith fuck you?"
Tracker smiled and said, "At least twice a week, and I drill him the same."
"Jesus, Tracker, Keith's got a big dick!" Robbie blurted out. "I'm surprised that you're still alive!"
"The human body's very resilient," Tracker offered. "The pressure is uncomfortable at first, but watching his face when he's deep inside me is worth it. It's the ultimate sex act for two guys to share. Your Big Brother gets his share of butt fucking too."
"I have to admit that I'd like to try it with Drew," Robbie said. "When I'm chowing down on his throbber, the thought of having it shoved up my ass scares me. My ass is just healing up from being shot, and Dr. Miller would go ballistic if I came to the infirmary with a ripped butt hole."
Tracker then explained how Robbie could clean himself out, use a good lubricant, and relax his muscles to take his first fuck.
Robbie was excited. He wanted to share the ultimate sexual experience with Drew, but was still afraid of being ripped open. He was pleased that Tracker answered all of his questions and volunteered a lot of information on his own sexual experiences.
The intimate discussion caused both plebes to bone up. At first they tried to conceal their arousal, but both of them knew their buddy was hard as a rock.
Robbie had always been attracted to Tracker, but had never taken their friendship to any level of sexual intimacy. He leaned over and grabbed the front of Tracker's shorts and began stroking the hard member that was concealed from his view. When he didn't hear any objections, he slid his hand under the shorts and stroked the uncircumcised knob of his Native American friend.
"That feels great!" Tracker exclaimed. "Ever since I met you I hoped that we'd be more than just plebe buddies."
Robbie didn't say anything, but his actions spoke louder than words. He pulled down Tracker's shorts and quickly swallowed the head of his friend's pleasure pole. He had never touched a penis with a foreskin, even though he had seen many of them during his years in foreign countries and on the Navy bases. He nibbled on Tracker's foreskin and shoved his tongue under the foreskin to slurp around the knob of his friend's tool.
Tracker moaned when he felt Robbie's tongue circling the head of his cock. All of his concerns about being a Native American and being singled out for discrimination vanished when he realized that Robbie was giving him the ultimate expression of friendship by blowing him. He grabbed Robbie's head and began fucking the face of his blonde friend.
Robbie was enjoying the unique texture and flavor of Tracker's cock and was upset when Tracker pulled his cock out of his mouth. He let Tracker move his body on the bed and was quickly rewarded when Tracker pulled down his shorts and swallowed the entire length of his throbbing cock.
The two guys were now in the 69 position, and they both began making loud slurping noises while they took their friend toward orgasm. They never heard the door open and close again when Drew Anderson and Keith Phillips saw their little brothers sharing oral sex They decided not to interrupt.
Robbie continued sucking Tracker's cock and was rewarded by a steady stream of tasty precum. He ran his tongue under the long foreskin and wished that he had one of his own to play with. He was amazed how easily the foreskin slid back and forth to cover the purple knob of his friend's cock and then reveal it. He rotated his head and used his tongue in the ways he had learned from Drew and was soon rewarded with a mouthful of tangy cum from Tracker. The moans of Tracker filled the room and Robbie was quickly stimulated to pump his own supply of baby pudding into Tracker's mouth.
The two horny guys swallowed the load from their buddy and continued their oral manipulations until both cocks became too sensitive to continue. They broke their 69 positions and kissed passionately, sharing the unique flavors of their man sauce.
"I never expected you to blow me!" Tracker admitted. "That was awesome!"
"I've thought about hooking up with you, but was afraid to make the first move," Robbie admitted. "I hope we can do this again real soon!"
"I'd like that and a chance to poke that cute ass of yours too!" Tracker said honestly. "I'm really glad that you aren't prejudiced against Native Americans, because I feel some negative vibes from some of the upper classmen."
"I think they're just testing you," Robbie said. "You have to admit that there haven't been many Native Americans here at the academy. Just be yourself, and I know those feelings will vanish. Anal sex sounds exciting but scary, no matter who I do it with, but I want Drew to be my first, and then see if I like it or not," Robbie admitted. "I'm still afraid of that monster he has between his legs ripping my ass apart."
Robbie continued his physical therapy and was allowed to join the other cadets for the first of four legs of the morning run. It was very painful for him, but he was determined to join his plebe buddies in all physical activities. Just after his detention ended, Robbie was able to slowly jog the entire length of the morning run. He was elated, but terribly sore when his plebe buddies surrounded him to congratulate him for his achievement.
"You did great!" Tracker said while hugging Robbie. "Let's walk together so your muscles can recover. Keith and Drew have been talking to Dr. Miller, and they told me that she's ready to release you. That means that you're cleared for P. E. and regular status. I'm proud of you for working so hard!"
"My ass burns!" Robbie admitted. "Drew said I wasn't allowed to even try to get up to the third floor, but I think I can make it after I take a break. I miss you guys, and don't want anyone thinking that I'm faking being hurt."
"Jesus, Robbie," Tracker exclaimed, "No one thinks you're faking anything! Everyone thinks that you're a hero for what you did at the swamp and how you're working back into the regular exercise programs. I can't wait until you get back in the bunk next to me!"
"I think I'm ready to take a big step with my Big Brother," Robbie admitted.
"Drew's been great, but I don't think he wants to give up our private times to go back to his four man room. He keeps telling me that I saved his life, but you were the one to know how much danger we were in. You saved my life and the lives of everyone at the Snake Pit that day."
"I guess that's one of the good things about my heritage" Tracker said. "My grandfather taught me the ways of the Cherokee when I was young, and I seem to be connected to the trees and whatever moves in them. Grandfather told me to never forget who I am and how I can connect with nature. You're my best friend, and I'll kill anyone who ever threatens you."
Robbie was humbled by what Tracker had said, and hugged his friend and thanked him again for saving his life. In the past, Robbie had made good friends, but the frequent moves from one Navy base to another had prevented him from forming a lasting friendship. He now knew that Tracker would always be his friend, just like Andrew Anderson.
Drew walked into the two-man room he shared with Robbie and walked over to his desk. He was shocked to see a container of Anal Ease sitting on his desk along with a note.
"I'm ready when you are," the note said.
Drew looked at the container and note and wondered if Robbie was being honest with him. He loved his Little Brother and didn't want to hurt him, but looking at the cute bubble butt of his friend always caused him to dream of licking and sticking his small friend.
"I see you found my note," Robbie said when he came into the room. "I just got through flushing my body out to get ready for some intense anal probing.
Are you man enough to fuck me like a nickel whore?"
"Jesus, Robbie!" Drew exclaimed. "If we share anal sex, it sure won't be like that! I have to admit that I've dreamed and jerked off thinking about boning you, but I won't do it if you think I'm using you like a whore!"
"Sorry, Big Brother," Robbie said. "I didn't really mean that. Dr. Miller released me to modified P. E. today, and it won't be long and I can be back with my plebe buddies. Before we give up this private room, I want to feel you deep inside me."
"Are you sure?" Drew asked anxiously.
"Dead sure!" Robbie replied. "I've learned that sex with a guy is great, and I want you to be the first to put your meat in my butt. I know that you'll be patient and gentle with me, and maybe I'll like it. I love you, and want you to be the first and maybe the last."
"It's gonna hurt," Drew said. "Sometimes I wish that my dick was shorter and thinner, but I can't change what I got. I'll be honest with you in telling you that I bone other guys here at the academy, but I've dreamed of being inside of you."
"I'll be honest with you too," Robbie began. "Tracker and I have been trading blowjobs and he told me how great it feels when Keith fucks him. I'd love to fuck Tracker and be fucked by him, but I want you to take my cherry."
Drew walked over and kissed Robbie on the lips. The passionate kiss dissolved any reservations he had about having anal sex with his Little Brother.
"Tracker told me how to clean my body out, and I did it," Robbie said. "Please don't make me wait any longer."
"I want you to do me first," Drew admitted. He quickly removed all of his clothes and kissed Robbie passionately. He pulled Robbie down on the bunk and quickly removed all of Robbie's clothes. They were in the 69 position and quickly brought each other to a crashing orgasm. Not a drop of semen was wasted when they gobbled each other to sexual satisfaction.
"That was great, but I still want you inside of me," Robbie admitted.
"Use the lube and fuck me!" Drew ordered. "Go easy, cause you have a lethal weapon between your legs!" He lay back on the bed and lifted his legs to expose his anus to his Little Brother.
"God that feels great!" Robbie exclaimed when his cock slid inside of Andrew Anderson's pucker. He had just fired a load of cum into Drew's mouth, but his emotions were threatening to blast another load after feeling the tight ring of Drew's ass grip his invading shaft.
"Don't move!" Drew commanded. Several other cadets had fucked him, but Robbie had a big dick for a guy his age. He put his hands against Robbie's hips to prevent any thrusting until his body had acclimated to the size of the invading member.
Robbie saw the pain in Drew's face and realized that anal sex was a mixture of pain and pleasure. He waited for Drew to adjust to the size of his cock and only began making short strokes when Drew said he was ready. The grip of a tight anus was more intense than any pussy he had ever fucked, and he loved the sensations. He felt his cock slide to the hilt inside Drew's gripping ass and he paused to keep from cumming and to give Drew a chance to relax his body.
"Don't move!" Drew exclaimed. He wrapped his arms around Robbie's shoulders and his powerful legs surrounded Robbie's hips to prevent any movement. He knew that he was stronger than his Little Brother and used his strength to control the pace of their lovemaking.
Robbie looked at Drew's face and saw the pain melt away to be replaced with a smile. He leaned down and kissed Drew passionately, feeling the grip on his body relaxing. He slowly withdrew his throbbing cock until only the head was inside his Big Brother. He leaned forward and felt Drew's ass muscles grip his pleasure pole when it slid deep inside. He thrust his tongue inside Drew's mouth and matched the probing of his tongue with the strokes of his pulsing manhood.
The two cadets were now joined in a mating ritual that would rival anything broadcast on the Animal Planet. Their bodies crashed together and the room was filled with the sounds of animal lust and the unmistakable aroma of anal sex.
Robbie was in heaven! He slammed his loins against Drew's body and felt his body tighten up. With a loud scream, he unloaded his supply of male nectar deep inside Drew's gripping ass.
Drew had dreamed of this encounter with Robbie, but his dreams were far short of the ecstasy he was experiencing. Of all of the guys who had fucked him, Robbie was the best! His own cock had unloaded a truckload of cum on his chest from the incessant pounding of Robbie's cock against his prostate, and he fought to stay conscious.
Robbie had collapsed on top of Drew's body after his orgasm wound down. He could hear the "squishy" sounds when he moved his deflating cock in and out of Drew's ass, and savored the aromas of sweat and cum that filled the room. When his cock softened, it slid out of Drew's ass and was followed by the flow of his warm cum.
"Hand me a towel," Drew asked softly. He was enjoying the afterglow of intense sex, but he didn't want to leave a large wet spot on his bunk.
Robbie used the damp towel from his shower to wipe his soft cock clean and then handed Drew the towel so he could clean himself up.
"That was the best fuck of my life!" Drew admitted. "You pounded my prostate and made me pop a nut all over my chest! You're a real stud!"
"Your ass is tighter than any pussy I've ever fucked!" Robbie admitted. "I hope we can do that again real soon, but it's your turn to bone me!"
"I'm wiped out!" Drew admitted.
"You've blown four or five loads when we were sucking each other off," Robbie retorted. "I've wanted to feel what it's like to be fucked, and I still want to be boned."
"You're turning into a real cum slut!" Drew laughed. "I think I created a monster when I kissed you down by the lake!"
Robbie laughed and admitted that Drew had started a chain reaction in his sexual development. He still liked sucking the tits on a cute girl, but sex with a guy was completely different. Girls needed a lot of foreplay, but guys were always ready for a quick release of their love juice. He teased Drew about his lack of endurance until his Big Brother throw him down on the bunk.
"You asked for a fuck, and that's what you're gonna get!" Drew said, pinning Robbie down on the bed. He lifted Robbie's legs to expose his anus and dove down.
Robbie screamed in ecstasy when he felt Drew's tongue swiping around his rectal opening. He had read stories on the Internet about gay sex, and had watched a few gay porn movies, but he never thought a guy would actually lick another guy's asshole. The sensations were overwhelming!
Drew listened to the moans of his Little Brother and knew that his tongue was taking Robbie to a level of sexual intensity that he had never experienced before. He traced the outline of Robbie's puckered hole with his tongue and then stabbed at the tight opening. The boom box was turned up loud, and Drew hoped that the loud music was drowning out the sounds of the intense male bonding in the room. He used both of his hands to spread Robbie's ass cheeks apart and saw the pink ring of Robbie's butt hole open. He pointed his tongue and swiped around the hole before driving his tongue inside.
Robbie had viewed gay pornography on the Internet, but thought that any movies of males licking the asshole of another male were fake. Now that Drew's tongue was probing inside his rectal passage, he knew that the movies were real. He moaned and gripped the sheets with his fingers while he savored the sensations of having his asshole being rimmed. His entire body was contorting with tension while Drew ate his puckered hole.
Drew couldn't believe that Robbie was submitting to his oral efforts and was writhing around on the bed without begging him to stop. He shoved his tongue inside Robbie's hole and rotated his head to stimulate every nerve in his Little Brother's love chute. He was pleased that Robbie had flushed out his body and wanted to take Robbie to a new level of sexual stimulation before filling the gripping hole with his massive cock.
"FUCK ME!" Robbie screamed. He couldn't take anymore of the anal probing of Drew's tongue and wanted to feel his Big Brother deep inside his ass.
Tracker and Keith were outside the door to the room shared by their two best friends and wanted Robbie and Drew to join them for the evening movie. They both stopped before knocking on the door when they heard Robbie screaming for Drew to fuck him. They both laughed when they left the hallway to head for the Amphitheatre where the movie would soon start, knowing that Drew and Robbie had their own type of entertainment in progress.
Drew coated two of his fingers with the anal lubricant and pushed them inside Robbie's tight hole. He rotated the fingers to coat the inside of his friend's hole and listened to the moans of pleasure escaping from Robbie's lips. When he didn't hear any objections from Robbie, he coated the length of his massive cock and aimed the head at the opening where his fingers had been rotating. The hole was still open, and Drew pushed the swollen knob of his cock in and out of Robbie's love chute. The pliant hole surrounded the head of his cock with a tight grip that seemed to relax with each tentative thrust.
Robbie was on his back with his legs in the air when he felt Drew's knob slip in and out of his ass. He groaned in a mixture of intense pleasure and discomfort when the head of Drew's cock slid inside his body. Every nerve in his body was stimulated, but his entire mind was focused on his hole where the shaft of pleasure was now sliding inside.
Drew wanted to make Robbie's first gay intercourse a satisfying one, and he fought his own urges to plunge his massive cock inside the gripping hole. He slid about half of his 9-1/2 inches of throbbing meat inside Robbie before stopping to let his small buddy adjust to the unique sensations of being anally invaded. He leaned down and kissed Robbie passionately, and began making short strokes with both his cock and his tongue.
"STOP!!" Robbie pleaded. He was relieved when Drew stopped probing his ass to let him adjust to the stretching of his anal ring and the pressure he felt from the invading shaft. Tracker had told him to clamp down hard with his anal muscles to stretch his hole and then to focus on relaxing his muscles. Beads of sweat flowed down his face while he practiced what Tracker had tried to explain to him. The mental and physical exercises worked, and his body relaxed. He wrapped his legs around Drew's hips and pulled the shaft deeper inside his body.
Drew was trying to fight his own desires to plunge the entire length of his manhood inside Robbie until he felt the strong legs of his Little Brother pull his body down. He moaned in ecstasy when he felt his pubes mash against Robbie's ass, and knew that his entire cock was now buried inside. He waited for Robbie to adjust, and then began short strokes of his throbbing cock. The heat and grip of Robbie's ass was the most intense of any anal sex he had ever experienced, and he fought the impulses to plunder the tight hole and blow his wad.
Robbie was surprised when he felt Drew's pubes grind against his ass cheeks.
It was uncomfortable, but seeing the passion in Drew's eyes was all the encouragement he needed to give his body to his Big Brother. He pulled Drew down into a passionate kiss before begging hin to fuck him. When he felt Drew begin thrusting the huge cock in and out of his body, he surrendered his body to the unique feelings of anal sex. The discomfort and pressure were replaced with feelings of being filled with male sexuality, and he savored the sensations. He could feel the corona of Drew's cock as it slid in and out of his body, along with every vein in the thick shaft of pleasure.
Drew was in heaven! He slid his cock in and out of Robbie's body and re-positioned their bodies to allow his cock to hit the prostate of his young friend. The moans he heard from Robbie told him that any pain his young friend had experienced was now replaced with intense pleasure. He looked down and saw that Robbie's cock was hard as a rock and was throbbing with each thrust. He felt his own orgasm approaching and increased the pace of his thrusts.
Robbie was overcome with the sensations of his first anal sex. He wrapped his arms and legs around Drew and felt his body tense up when his orgasm began. The continual prodding of his prostate gland was too much for him to resist, and he blasted a load of cum between their two bodies.
The grip of Robbie's ass put Drew over the top. He screamed when he felt his cock explode inside Robbie's clutching ass. He could feel the flood of Robbie's cum coating his chest and plunged his throbbing cock in and out until his body was emptied of male juice. He collapsed on top of Robbie and kissed the lips and face of his new anal lover.
It took several minutes for the two lovers to come down from their sexual Olympics. They both moaned when Drew's softening cock slid out of Robbie's hole. Drew got off the bunk and went to retrieve a towel to clean up the remnants of the intense lovemaking. His legs were weak from exhaustion, and he stumbled and nearly fell on the floor before grabbing the desk to support his body.
Robbie laughed at Drew and teased his Big Brother about being a wimp. His ass was sore, but he was pleased that the pain was gone and replaced by an empty feeling after being filled with Drew's huge cock. He smiled at Drew and lifted his legs to allow Drew to wipe his asshole clean. He felt air being expelled from his rectum and apologized to Drew for the gas and flow of cum.
"Those are fuck farts," Drew laughed. "Every guy has air forced inside his body when a cock goes deep, so just accept it as a part of butt fucking. I don't see any blood, so it looks like you made it without being torn up. Are you sore or mad at me?"
"I'm a little sore," Robbie admitted. "I've wanted to do it with you ever since we were at the lake together, but I was afraid. Tracker was right! Anal sex is intense, but awesome!"
"Keith wanted us to go and watch the movie with him and Tracker," Drew said.
"We should hit the showers before we do anything."
"For sure! We both stink!" Robbie admitted. "Let's just shower and go to bed early. Thanks for being gentle with me tonight."
After they showered, the two cadets cuddled together on Robbie's bunk and fell asleep with their legs and arms entwined.
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