Date: Tue, 3 Oct 2006 16:55:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: Gunter Ragen <gruntraq@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sailor and the Sergeant 7 - By Gruntraq

Continued: Chad wrapped his arm around Ritchie and
pulled him over on him as rolled onto his back into an
embrace. His breath dancing on Surfer's his long
blonde goatee, "Okay, I can get into that. So can you
show me how I can start making some fast money in the
meantime?"

The weekend was approaching and Ritchie was looking
forward to showing his new pal some of the City. Chad
had wanted to check out the sights and take in the
culture center of the place that fed his new hunger.
Ritchie had been at work at his day job while spending
the nights having military sex with his new buddy,
training him on the finer arts of man to man
relations. Chad had been out during the days looking
for work and taking his time getting to know the lay
of the land. He had come across a few leads here and
there and found a couple things to get himself into.

Ritchie was on a vacation of sorts himself, having
spent little or no time at the bar the past few days
in the evenings looking for the extra cash, but
servicing the fires at home. Monday afternoon on his
way home from the Board Shop his pager went off with
the familiar "6969" code. Dialing up the familiar
number on his cell phone, Sgt. Ramos was on the other
end of the line. "Hey there my friend what is
happening with you?" "Just the usual, how bout you",
Ritchie replied. "Just the usual?", Ramos questioned.
"How's your Sailor doing?" Ritchie rolled his eyes and
sighed, "Is there anything you don't know?". Ramos
laughed, "No, there isn't usually. I called because me
and the guys are having a party up at the ranch in
Marin next weekend. I'd like to invite you up there
for a little bit of work and play".

Ritchie pondered and asked, "What is a little work and
play?' Ramos payed well, "Well the gig pays $1500 for
the weekend. We just want to have you there to service
the guys and party with us. You can even bring Sailor
if he is interested. I'll throw an extra $1500 if you
bring him." Ritchie had been on one of these "male
bonding" weekends before "servicing the guys". There
were usually 30-40 cops doing drugs, getting drunk and
playing bondage based team building games. It was a
50/50 balance of fun and hard use that put him in
sexual R&R for a couple days, but paid well. "Alright
I can do that and I'll have to check with Chad on his
end. I'll get back with you on that." Ramos grunted on
the other end of the line, "Sounds good Ritchie, call
me later."

Just as Ritchie was about to hang up Ramos came back
on, "Oh and by the way tell your Sailor that if he
passes his test tomorrow for the Police Academy, that
I will personally make sure he gets fast tracked into
the next Academy session and that his drug test taken
care of." Ritchie was stunned. "He is joining up? He
is joining the Force?" Ramos replied, "Yup, came in
yesterday and filled out all the applications."
Ritchie could not believe it, "So you want to help
him? I mean you would do all that for him after
everything that happened at the bar?" Ramos came back
in a fatherly tone, "Ritchie we're all on this big
ship here together. We really do care about you. I do,
we all keep an eye on you. You have helped us out in
doing our jobs in more ways than I can tell you. Chad
seems like a stand up guy as far as I can tell and he
is someone who is becoming important to you. I read
his resume today and he is impressive on paper. From
my own hands-on experience I really think he would fit
in well on my team . So you know, I want to do
something for both of you as a gesture". Ritchie
didn't know what to say. While he had always felt
Ramos was somewhat a father figure, he never thought
of their friendship as much more than a one way sexual
arrangement of necessity. That Ramos was offering up a
favor for his friend this way really meant something
to him. "Thanks. Thanks for that, I'll tell Chad and
you can count on us both this weekend", Ritchie said
and hung up the phone.

Walking in the door of his apartment Ritchie threw his
keys down on the dining table and set his backpack on
the floor. "Chad, are you here?" he called.  He walked
down the hall to see his Sailor Prince standing in the
bathroom. His muscular butt was showing through a pair
of loose Levi's shorts, a black t-shirt with NAVY
across the chest outlined his perfect torso as he
trimmed his growing goatee in the mirror. Seeing
Ritchie behind him he said, "I never got to have a
goatee in the Navy, this is so cool". Ritchie nodded
and smiled.  "So, I hear you are testing for the PD?"
Ritchie announced in a surprised tone. "Wow, good news
travels fast huh." Chad responded as if he hadn't let
him in on the big plan. "Yeah I went down there
yesterdayy to inquire about it and gave them a copy of
my resume. I didn't expect them to care, but they gave
me a welcome packet and set me up for the academy test
tomorrow." "Yeah, Ramos called me today and told me,"
Ritchie replied. Smiling at the hunk in front of him
he kidded, "So you want to work with the same guys
that gang fucked you in the back of a van?"

Chad just let out a short guffaw. "Hey I almost
forgot, check this out!" He unbuttoned his Levis
shorts and let them drop to the floor over his Docs.
He then carefully slid his knit boxers down, letting
his semi-erect meat swing out into the open. Ritchie
watched as Chad presented his newly pierced cock
proudly, holding it in his palm like a prize fish.
"What do you think bro? I just got my PA done today!"
Surfer immediately knelt down and inspected his
Prince's new steel studded bud. Handling it carefully
and remembering the soreness of the first week or so
he remarked, "Wow 10-gage already, you are a brave
one". There was only a little redness and no swelling
he could see. "This is clean man. I think you are
gonna like having this. I know I sure will" Ritchie
remarked. "Of course you know that you cant fuck me in
the ass now for a while", he kidded. Chad nodded
ruefully and handled it for a moment, turning the gold
barbell back and forth. "Well maybe it is time to let
you take the lead for a while", Chad said as he leaned
forward and began kissing his Surfer. While they had
been everywhere else on the map of man to man sex,
Chad hadn't let Ritchie take him for a ride just yet.
He had still been getting over the curve of what he
thought was "giving up his manhood", though it had
already been ripped away from him over six weeks ago.
He knew what it was like to be the bitch, now he was
ready to man up to it. "I'm ready" Chad said.

They kissed in the doorway of the bathroom for a
couple more moments before they made their way to
their bedroom and shed their clothes. Chad got on the
bed and Ritchie told him to get into doggie position,
keeping his weight off  his freshly pierced meat. On
his knees, Sailor followed his orders and laid his
head on the pillow with his ass in the air. Feeling
the air hit his exposed next, he shut his eyes as
Ritchie's hands cupped his firm cheeks and spread them
open. Ritchie loved looking at Chad's tight rosebud,
shrouded with thick black hair. Chad let out a breath
as the familiar feel of Surfer's tongue was painting
up his hanging balls and working its way up toward his
pussy. He felt his cock throb as Ritchie worked the
area of his nest just between his hole and scrotum. A
short stab of pain waved through the tip of his cock
as it throbbed. As

Ritchie worked his magic carpet in and around Chad's
hot stink hole, it softened up like a warm pat of
butter. Hearing the snap of a cap, Chad felt one and
then two of Surfer's lubricated fingers probing his
gateway of lost manhood. Then it came without warning.
The metal tipped head of Surfer's slightly curved 8"
cock slowly pushed into him, slipping past his squeeze
ring. Once the initial shock wave went through him,
Chad let out a breath. "Are you ready for the rest
bro", Ritchie asked him. "It's all slip and slide from
here on in man". "Yeah, bring it on baby", Chad
replied and buried his head in the pillow. Ritchie
pushed slowly in all the way to the bottom, burring
his lightly haired groin against Sailor's muscular
ass. It felt so good to have a hard slab to fuck for
once Ritchie thought.

He then started slow steady reps in and out as Sailor
moaned into the pillow in rhythmic bursts. As his
wanted master gave him what he had hungered for, the
pain, the friction, and the pleasure of giving himself
to his friend was sending waves of sweat over him.
Ritchie slide fucked his Sailor Prince nice and easy
to give him a good first time to contrast the violent
animal gang slam experience he had before. Ritchie
finally grabbed Chad's torso and laid him on his side
and he spoon fucked him for a while, wrapping his arms
around him and lithely pinching his tits, while
kissing his neck . It felt so good to Chad to have
this guy pumping him and getting him off, feeling his
heavy breath on the back of his neck. In a sudden
swing, Chad grabbed his exploding cock as a painful
spurt of warm spunk shot out of his piss-holes. The
sharp pain and burn was mixed with a new feeling of
wetness and pressure that he had not felt before.
Ritchie continued riding his rock hard ass as he
clenched his hands around Chad's beef like chest.
"Come in my ass Ritchie", Chad said as he stroked the
steel tip of his cock with a handful of cum. Ritchie
sped up his thrusts and sank himself deeper into his
Sailor and injected him with his man glue.

A few minutes later they were laying next to each
other in the bed watching the TV and toking down on a
fresh Humboldt Green twisty. "I think this is the last
one of these for me man, if I pass the test next week
I am gonna have to take all kinds of physicals and a
drug test they said." Ritchie smiled. "Well I have to
let you in on a little something".

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