Well Dudes, it's me again and this time we are going to see if you can get the right answer again. This is a mostly true story and just a small part of it is dream fantasy. Your question is to tell me where the fantasy begins and what makes you think the fantasy begins where you think it does. Also, I'm throwing in a quickie, Which of the dudes has the longest cock?
This is a Male to Male sex story and if you are underage or if it is illegal for you to read this kind of a story where you are, Then Buzz off and come back when you can legally read this and enjoy it with your zipper unzipped.
There is no copyright to this so go ahead and copy or plagiarize if you want! Who in hell would want to copyright this anyway?
The story is written without the use or mention of safe sex but in this day and age of AIDs and STDs it is always necessary to use condoms and practice safe sex.
When you decide where the fantasy begins and who has the longest cock, drop me a line at Homer's Odyssey oremond@earthlink.net ..
I want to express my appreciation to Kevin who is as deep in the closet as I am, but came out long enough to help with some of the travel arrangements!
Also, I do want to say that names of characters have been changed to protect the guilty and I get alittle vague about place names.
So here goes!
I'm Marine Corporal Keith Trurmbel! I am 6 foot tall and weigh 160 pounds soaking wet! I am not your poster boy Marine, but my straw blond hair and gay eight package seems to draw in the dudes who like Male to Male sex! Understand, I don't go looking for it and the Corps is not the place to advertise but occasionally I do make out with a good looking dude. The President Clinton policy of "Don't ask, don't tell" translates to me as "Keep your fucking mouth closed and watch out who is looking over your shoulder.
I have been in the Corps, now for just over two years. Yeah, I know, the damn recruiter saw me coming and suckered me into four years Regular and two years Reserve. Well, we can't all be geniuses! Cut me some slack, I just turned 20 this year while I was in Iraq with the 1st Marine Expeditionary Unit.
Remember, blond, 6 foot, 160 bounds, and a gay eight package. That will get us through the test at the end of the story.
There we were, diddley bobbing along in the stiffling hot Bradley going through Baghdad on our way to Sadam City, when Ka-bowie and Ka- bang. The damn Bradley was blown onto its side and I blacked out. It was a fucking road side bomb and it had nearly destroyed the Bradley.
The first thing I remembered was someone pulling my legs and dragging me out of the burning Bradley. There was certainly going to be an explosion
when the gas tanks of the Bradley caught and no one wanted to get burned alive. It didn't take long for a Navy Corpsman to get to where I was laying on the side of the road and tell them to get a med evac set up for me. He said "His arms are a mes and he will need blood to stay alive!" Again blackness and this time a lot of pain in my arms.
I woke in a cavern of a KC 130 Med Evac plane with an Air Force nurse by my side checking the plasma bottle hanging from the overhead and connected to my arms. She noticed that I was conscious and said "Easy Marine, you're on your way to Germany to the U. S. Military hospital at Ranstein Air Force Base. You are lucky there was a Medic when your Bradley got hit! Just close those baby blues, stretch out and enjoy the ride!" She must have put something in the I.V. because when I next came to I was in a clean white bed in a big long narrow hospital ward.
An Air Force medic came by and told me that I was in Germany and I soon would be flying to the States. He told me that I had picked up shrapnel in both arms and would be some time healing. He asked me if I wanted to piss and when I told him I did, he took the plastic urinal between my legs and around my cock and told me to go ahead. I just let it flow and flow. it was like I was completely full of piss and it seemed to go on forever. Finally it came to an end and the medic asked me if I needed to shit and I told him no. He said that chow would be in an hour and then he would get me ready for the flight to Andrews Air Force Base. Andrews was just outside Washington D.C. and from there I would be transported to a big hospital in that area of the States! He said that my Next of Kin would be notified of my wounds, but I told him not to bother. They were glad to get rid of me when they signed the papers for my enlistment. I slept again during the flight to the States and when we arrived at Andrews I was helped out of the plane to a line of waiting ambulances and we drove to a big Navy Hospital. Being a Marine,it was like coming home. There were Navy doctors, Navy Nurses and God bless them Navy Corpsman. Two doctors examined me and a Navy nurse hovered around. The Doctors told me I was lucky and that the doctors in Germany had done a good job of removing the shrapnel in my arms. It would take about six weeks for the broken bones to mend and for the wounds to scar over. Then I would be fit for duty again. The Nurse asked if I had received a Purple Heart medal, and when I told her I had not; she said that they would get a big shot to hand out my medal
A Corpsman came in with a wheel chair and took me to the Orthopedics ward. At the Ward the 1st Class Corpsman on duty said that the main part of the Ward was full and I would get one of the private rooms usually saved for Officers. That suited me fine and as the Corpsman wheeled me to a room I told him I had to piss. He asked me if I had a catheter, and when I told him I didn't, he said that we would have to fix that.
Now, let me tell you! One thing in my life I worried about was someone trying to stick a tube up my cock. The very thought of having a tube in my cock set my bod to shivering and some psychosomatic pain! The Corpsman wheeled me into a toilet and bath room that came with the room. He told me to stand up. He got behind me and unbuttoned my trousers and felt around to get my cock aimed at the toilet. As he held my cock and I pissed, I asked him if there was some way I could avoid having a catheter! I said "I'll do most anything to avoid having you stick a tube up my cock"! He thought a moment and then he said "We can work on that, and yes I think there is a way! I'll have to talk to the other corpsmen who will be taking care of you and if they agree we can see that you get to the head and we can hold and aim your cock!"
It sounded like a plan and it worked fine. The pain in my arms was getting less and things seemed to be going fine. Most times I pissed into the plastic urinal but one of the corpsmen, Jon would always take me into the head and get behind me and take my cock out and stroke it a couple of times before he would aim it for me to piss. When I was finished pissing he would give my cock several long shakes before he would gently fix it back into my hospital gown and press it into my boxer shorts. While I was pissing, Jon would press his pelvis into my ass and I could feel his cock get hard as he pressed against me. I didn't dwell on it, but sometimes I got hard myself while he was rubbing into my ass and playing with my hardening cock.
One dayabout a week and a half after I had been in the room, Jon asked me if I had received a penal massage. I told him no and he said he would ask the Doctor what he thought of Jon giving me a penal massage. He said it would be sort of intimate amd some Doctors frowned at prescribing them. But, he would ask!
The next night just after lights out, Jon tapped on the door and asked if I were still awake. When I answered that I was, he came in and closed and turned the lock on the door. He said "I talked to the Doctor today and he said I should go ahead and give you the massage. He doesn't want you to tell anyone that you received the massage, so you will need to be quiet about it. Don't even talk to him about it!"
He came over to the bed and started to take the hospital gown and my boxers off. He said "we want you to get as much pleasure out of this as you can. It will feel better and do you better if we make it as sensuous as possible. Just you lay back and I'll do the work. He had me stripped by then and he started by caressing my sides and taking hold of my already hardening cock. He wrapped his gentle fingers around my unused pencil length hard cock. Then he squeezed it and stroked it. As he leaned over me he asked "How long has it been since you came last?" I answered "It has been almost a month. I'm horney as hell. I never knew that you guys did anything like this before or I would have been knocking at your door a long time ago. Oh! Jeez, that feels good! Go slow or I'll shoot right away!" Jon said "In order for you to get your balls empty we need to go slow and when you come we want every drop of cum out of your balls. Does that sound good?" "Slow down a little" I said "and I'll pump out a load that will hit the ceiling!" Jon kept gently stroking my cock until I couldn't stand it any longer. I shot ribbons and then spurts of thick white cum. I even shot onto Jon's pale green scrubs! I lay there shivering and jerking like I had never come before. Jon gently cleaned me off and slipped out of the room after unlocking it.
Next day I spent a lot of time thinking of what had happened that night and wondered if it had been alright with the Doctor or had Jon just made it all up to pleasure me. What did Jon get out of it if the Doctor hadn't prescribed a penal Massage?
The day after next Jon was on duty again, and when he came to my room to get me to the head for a piss, he had a shit eating grin on his face. "Hi Keith" he said. "Did you enjoy the massage, night before last? How about another tonight? He was stroking my ccok as he aimed it to the toilet. He was pressing his own semi hard cock between the bare cheeks of my ass. His cock was just about filling my 5 inch crack, and overlapped the edges a bit. Dudes, he was horney and hard as hell I was finding it difficult to piss but I managed a dribble and mumbled that a massage would be great! We finished at the toilet and he pressed my hard cock back into my hospital gown. "We didn't get you empty last night!" he said. "I'll have to give you the special treatment tonight!"
I was hot and horney all day. And, I could only think of hot things Jon might do with me that night! I knew I was doing things that were wrong for a Marine to do and no man had ever touched my cock like I had let Jon touch it while he was giving me the massage! I had let him aim my cock into the toilet and it felt strange when he pressed his cock into the crack of my ass. It wasn't that long but it didjust about bring me to a spurting climax. he made it all seem alright but something nagged at me that I was playing a dangerous game. But, what the hell, It felt so good and I couldn't masturbate myself, could I?
That night, just after lights out Jon came in and like the night before he locked the door. He opened the hospital gown and pulled off my boxers. Then he said "Do you mind if I strip down to my shorts too? We want to get all of the cum out of you tonight and I may have to take desperate measures." I murmured "yeah, do what ever it takes to get my rocks off! He quickly stripped to his jockey thongs and as I saw him almost naked, a strange feeling went through my body and I wanted him to touch me and play with my body and especially with my cock and balls.
He came over to me and started stroking and fondling my cock. with one hand he caressed my thighs and put his fingers between my legs and wiggled them so he could put a finger up my ass hole. I almost came right there! But before I could grasp what was really happening, he put his mouth on my cock and started sucking. I had never received head before and he was driving me crazy! He would suck me into his mouth until his mouth turned into his throat, about three inches and then he sucked me another three inches just before he gagged. He was covering his teeth with his lips and as he bobbed up and down it was like a clear shot to paradise as he sucked and licked his way down my hard shaft. He stopped for a moment and asked me how I was doing. I just said "Don't stop, it feels so good and I want to shoot to the moon. This is the best feeling I've ever had from sex. Oh, Jeeze, just keep sucking me! I am ready to come! Oh, Jon baby suck that cock! He pulled away and pressed his naked chest across my groin and when I came it was shooting between his chest and my cock and pubes.
When it was over he rolled off of me and went for a hand towel to clean us both off. "Did you like that?" he asked. If we didn't get it all, I'll come back night after next and we will try the ultimate!
All the next day I thought of what was happening to me and how I was beginning to crave the feeling of coming with Jon's hands on my bod. For the first time in my life I had let another dude jack me off and then give me head. Was I queer? If I liked it so much, I probably was! Although, it seemed natural and I just wanted it more and more. The sucking had been the best but all of the sensations turned me to jelly.
One day passed and then the night fell on the following night. There was a gentle tap on the door, and there he was. Again he locked the door. He pulled down the blinds and started undressing! He said as he started undressing me too, "Tonight, Keith", he said! "We are going for it all. I want you to fuck me like you would fuck a girl!" Since I had never fucked anyone much less a girl, I just kept quiet and figured he would know what I was supposed to do!
We were both bare ass naked by then and he came over to where my hard cock was standing stiff and pointing at the ceiling. He climbed over me and set his ass hole over where my stiff cock was! Before he had climbed over me he had taken a tube of ointment and spread it over my cock and spread some into his ass hole. He straddled my torso and gently guided my cock into his ass. It slid in easily and I had never felt it so good. My cock was in a soft warm tunnel and I was connected to Jon, as I had never been connected to another human being. He started pumping his ass up and down and was groaning with pleasure to match my own. We developed a rhythm of sexual pleasure and he would squeeze my cock when he raised up and then open his asshole to receive my cock as he bore down on it. He was making soft moans and groans as we clung together, FUCKING! I was so ready to come, that it didn't take more than a couple of dozen strokes for me to flood his sweet ass with my cum! I shot and shot and suddenly he came too. He pulled away from my cock and collapsed onto my bod. Then he kissed me and I returned the kiss with a deep penetration of my tongue.
After that night we got together just as much as we could and one day he fixed it so he could FUCK me too. But that is a different story!
O.K., Dudes. Where did the fantasy begin and who had the longest cock? I'll answer if you tell me what you think at Homer's Odyssey oremond@earthlink.net