Chapter 3: My Dinner with Jake

I awoke Tuesday morning just two minutes before my phone was due to ring at 0600. I could do military time with the best of them I thought to myself and laughed. I got ready to start my day and was at my meeting at 0800, after driving myself to it. I didn't even get lost once. Who says you can't teach an old dog? The meeting went as planned, and after about three hours we were basically signed, sealed and delivered. My new business associates offered to take me to lunch to seal our new deal and I readily agreed; I was starving. My cold dinner and no breakfast had taken its toll. We ate at a local brew pub and I wolfed down an incredible lunch. I don't normally drink, but the beer tasted good and I had a pint. We were at the pub for about an hour and a half, so by the time I left I had five hours until my dinner with Jake.

The longest five hours of my entire life. I played out so many scenarios in my head throughout the day that by five o'clock I was almost dizzy. I was a nervous wreck. My hands were shaking and I couldn't concentrate on any one thing for more than a few seconds. What an afternoon. At 1600 I jumped in the shower, damn near scrubbed myself raw and then just leaned against the wall and let the hot water run over my body. I stayed in the shower for about twenty minutes but eventually decided that looking like a raw prune when he got there wouldn't be very good. I jumped out of the shower, dried myself off and went and looked at my clothes. Oh hell, what do I wear? Suit and tie? This wasn't a business dinner, it was dinner with a 20 year old Marine; my Jake. Jeans and a polo shirt? Maybe... A jock strap and a big smile? Fun... No, this was serious. I settled on the jeans and polo shirt. I was dressed and groomed by four forty-five. Fuck, forty-five minutes of sheer agony to go. I paced. I sat. I tried the television. I killed the T.V. and paced some more. Oh shit! I hadn't even called room service to have any drinks brought up. I had water and the little in-room coffee maker. It would have to do for now.

Just as I finished that thought there was a knock on the door. I looked at my watch; it was five eighteen. Could be... I walked over and opened the door. The sight in front of me was simply incredible. Standing in the hall was the sexiest Marine I'd ever laid eyes on. He was in full dress blues, white gloves hanging on his belt and his cover tucked under his left arm.

"Fuck me..." I immediately turned bright red and he smiled. "Oh my God; I'm so sorry, Jake! Please, come in."

He smiled, and as I stood aside holding the door open, he walked in past me. I closed the door and stood there for a second trying to catch my breath. I turned around and there was Jake, just standing in the entry way looking like he might pass out.

"Jake. Relax. We spent six hours together on a train in a little hundred cubic foot box; this shouldn't be that difficult for us."

He smiled and nodded, but still just kept standing there. Something had to be done, and quickly. I walked up to him, took his hat from under his arm, set it on the table and pulled him into a fierce bear hug. He threw his arms around me and held on tight. I could feel the side of my face getting wet. Oh man, he was crying. Seeing anyone cry tears me up, knowing this Marine that I was head over heels in love with was crying wiped me out. I just held him tighter and whispered into his ear.

"It's alright. It's going to be OK." He squeezed me tighter.

We held each other for at least five minutes. We both had tears streaming down our faces. I released him from my hug and pulled back a little to get a look at him. He turned his head to the side, trying to hide his face from me. I took my finger and turned his face back towards me and gave him a small smile. I then reached up and wiped the tears away from his cheeks and eyes. Then I wiped my own tears off my face and looked him square in the eyes. I was holding on to his arms, gently squeezing them.

"Are you going to be OK?"

"Yeah, I think." He gave me a small smile. The smile morphed into a look of frustration. "Fuck...I'm a Marine for Christ's sake; I'm not supposed to blubber like a little boy. I'm sorry."

"Don't ever apologize to me for showing emotion. It's OK to cry sometimes. It doesn't matter if you're a Marine or a five year old boy; if the emotions are that strong, let them show." I smiled at him and nodded encouragement.

I grabbed his hand and led him into the room and sat him down on the couch, sitting next to him, turned facing him.

"Talk to me, Jacob. Tell me what's going on in that heart of yours. Please."

He looked at me and just couldn't seem to find the words for several seconds. I just nodded encouragement.

"Argh. I wish I knew. I've never felt like this before. I have these incredible emotions and thoughts running through me and I can't define them and I can't get a handle on them. It's making me fucking crazy! Sorry..."

"Dammit, quit apologizing to me. Swear! Cuss! Scream! Cry! Just let it out. I've heard every swear word in the English, and German language, you won't offend me."

"Sorry. Dammit!" We both grin. "Here goes... I can't get you out of my head. I've thought about you non-stop since you kissed me on that train. You possessed me somehow, and I don't know what to do with the emotions and feelings you left there. I've never felt like this before and it's scaring the crap out of me. And no, it's not because you're a man. I've known for several years that I might be gay, but it's that these feelings are so fucking strong. I've had crushes on guys before, and I thought I was in love with them, but what I was feeling then doesn't hold a candle to the feelings I have now..."

I sat looking at him for a couple of seconds before I found my own voice.

"Jacob... I... I know exactly what you're going through. I really do. The last two days have been an emotional roller coaster that would qualify as the ultimate E-Ticket ride. I can't explain it either; and I've looked just as hard for the answers as you have. And yeah, I'm gay, and I've been in love, but I don't ever remember feeling the intensity and emotional press that I've been feeling for the last two days. I've been a worthless wreck for the last forty-eight hours and I don't know how to channel it anymore."

We sat there looking at each other for a couple of minutes without speaking. Finally, I had to say something.

"Actually Jacob, I do know how to channel it. I love you. I am in love with you. I love you with all my heart and I don't want to be without you ever again. I've heard of love at first sight, and though I've never experienced it, I now believe in it. Baby, I am so in love with you it physically hurts..."  I sat there looking into his eyes for a sign, feeling completely drained.

The tears were streaming down his face again. His eyes were puddles and his hands were shaking on his lap. He looked me square in the eyes.

"Oh God... I love you too"

He threw himself around me. I held him like he was dying and just knew I was never going to release him from this embrace.

We held each other for about ten minutes, neither of us willing to let go. My back was starting to hurt a little but I really didn't care; I had him in my arms and I wasn't giving him back. I turned my lips to the side of his face and started kissing the tears away. When I had the right side of his face cleaned up he pulled back a little and looked at me and smiled. I released the hug and stood up, pulling him up with me. I got my back straightened out and then started kissing away the tears on the left side of his face. As I was kissing the tears he turned his face and his lips met mine. He kissed me with such passion that I damn near lost my footing. We melted into each other, holding the most passionate kiss I'd ever had.

We kissed, holding on tightly to each other, for about a minute. We were both getting really winded, and we'd both had such an emotional meltdown that we finally pulled apart. He looked right at me, smiled shyly, and I knew right then we were together. I don't have the words to explain how happy that made me. I just smiled right back at him. Then we started giggling, realizing how kind of goofy we looked standing there smiling at each other like fools. The ice finally broken we were able to relax a little.

"I love you, Jacob."

"I love you, too. More than I thought was possible."

"Are you feeling better? Are you going to be OK?"

"Oh yeah; much, much better. I didn't think the butterflies in my gut were ever going to fly out, but they're gone and I'm happy, and I'm in love."

"Me too, baby, me too. Are you hungry? Do you want to order dinner?"

"I'm hungry, but my dinner is standing right in front of me." He went a little pink after he said it. I just smiled at him.

"Well baby, you are appetizer, dinner and dessert all rolled up into one. I can't believe just how incredibly hot you look in that uniform. I thought you looked hot in jeans and a t-shirt, but damn... I almost came when I opened the door and saw you standing there."

He laughed. "Yeah, I seem to remember the first words out of your mouth were, `Fuck me...'. You have no idea how much that went towards making me feel right about my decision to come here. I could see the love and the lust in your eyes when you were looking at me. Talk about an ego boost."

"Well baby, don't ever forget, I think you're the hottest, sexiest man I've ever laid eyes on. The uniform is kind of like the icing. It's nice, but it's the man in the uniform that does it for me. Before this night is over I really hope you'll allow me to see the man in the uniform; all of him."

"I think that can be arranged, baby." I smiled big; it was the first time he called me baby. He probably thought it was because he'd agreed to get naked with me, but nope... "And the uniform wasn't on purpose either. I didn't wear it to turn you on, didn't really think about it having that effect. I had to wear it for work today and didn't want to take the time to go home and change."

"Thank your commander for me when you see him. Seriously though, it wouldn't have mattered if you showed up wearing a smelly, dirty sweat shirt and raggedy, grungy pants; the effect is the same. It's you, sexy; not the clothes." I leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth. Just a quick one, then pulled back.

"I think we really should get some real food to eat. Believe me, if things go like I think we're both hoping they go we're going to need the calories. Besides, I don't want to just jump into bed with you twenty minutes after we've both had an emotional meltdown; doesn't seem right."

Jake smiled at me at nodded. "You're right. What do they have to eat in this joint? I am kind of hungry; I haven't been able to eat in the last couple of days."

"Just about anything you want. I think the menu is on the desk by the phone. It's even in English, so you don't need an interpreter. Make yourself comfortable and I'll get it for you."

He smiled and then reached up for the top button of his tunic. I reached up and put my hand over his.

"May I?"


"Thanks. It actually does help me fulfill a little fantasy of mine." I blushed.

He just got a big grin on his face. I started undoing the buttons on his tunic while he stood there watching my face intently. The look on his face was turning me on more than taking his clothes off him. I really did want to complete this small task without it turning into a hot, steamy sex session. Not yet...

I got the buttons undone and then started to pull it off his shoulders while at the same time pulling him into me. I had his arms trapped in the sleeves so he really couldn't do anything but press up against me; and that he did. I could also feel him growing a hard-on while he did so. My own cock started to grow in my jeans. Oh man, this was going where I didn't need it to go just yet. I got his arms out of the sleeves and held the tunic in my right hand. He slid his arms around me and continued to thrust his hard cock into my crotch. I pulled back just a couple of inches and grabbed his face in my hands.

"Not yet, baby, please. I want you so bad, but just not yet. I want this to be so right, and I want it to be really special. We have to maintain for a little bit, alright?" He smiled and nodded.

"Sorry, I know. I couldn't help it though, I was just getting so turned on feeling you take my clothes off. I'll be good; for a little while." He grinned at me and I chuckled.

I laid his tunic over the back of the chair and asked him to have a seat. I went and grabbed the menu off the desk and came back while he was taking his shoes off. The boy definitely wasn't much into shoes, but that's okay. Whatever he wanted was his for the taking.

"Here you go. Browse through it and see if anything on the menu sounds good to you."

He got a shit eating grin on his face. "Are you on the menu?"

I smiled. "Yeah, but only for dessert. We're going to be each other's dessert from now on, OK?"

"Hell yeah!" He grinned again.

We finally got dinner ordered and on the way. While we were waiting for it to show up we started talking again, much like we had on the train, easy and relaxed. It was great and we were happy; with one small moment of panic.

"Mike, how much longer is your business going to take?"

"We wrapped up the majority of the talks today. Now we just have to have all the paperwork drawn up and get all the signatures. I'm guessing in the next two days."

I didn't realize when I said it how it would sound to Jake. He looked stricken. Oh hell.

"That soon? We only get two days together?"

"Baby, no; no, not at all. I already decided last night that as long as you're here, I'm here. I will just get a place here; I will move here. I'm not going anywhere without you."

He exhaled and relaxed again. "Are you sure? Don't you have to be in the U.S. to take care of your business? And what about your family? Can you really just pick up and move to another country?  I won't ask you to do that."

"You didn't ask me to; I came up with it on my own. And yes, I can just pick up and move to another country. I've lived here before, Jake, I can live here again. The business can be run from anywhere, and my family consists of my parents and siblings. I can fly my parents here if we need to see each other. It's not a big deal, really. Remember what I said about no regrets? I would regret it more than anything ever in my life if I left with you still here. No discussion. I'm sorry, but I'm going to be really stubborn about this."

He looked a little taken aback. "Well OK, then."

"OK." We both laughed.

We finally got our dinner and continued our conversation in short bursts while we ate.

"Jake, what kind of schedule do you have? Is it basically like a nine to five gig, or do you have training and all the other stuff that comes with being a Marine?"

"It's pretty much an eight thirty to five gig, but yeah, we have training once a month. Other than that I'm free in the evenings and on most weekends." He shoves a forkful of food in his mouth.

"Where do you live?" I asked him when he was getting ready to swallow.

"I live on base, in a tiny studio apartment. It's pretty much all they have available for single, enlisted men, unless you want to share a house with a group of people. That didn't appeal to me, so I took tiny." He laughed and shoved more food in.

I waited for the inevitable swallow. "Are you allowed to live off-base?"

"Oh sure, just give them my address. But I can't afford to, it's much cheaper on-base." It started to sink in where I was going with this. He got an excited look in his eyes. "Where are you headed with this line of questioning, Mr. Adler?" He grinned like someone in on a secret.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" I shoved a forkful of food in my own mouth, trying not to laugh with my mouth full.

"Hey! You can't leave me hanging like that, it's not nice!" He was grinning from ear to ear as he said it.

I couldn't help it, I have a dirty mind, and I laughed and spit my food out. "Baby, I would never leave you hanging; hard and stiff all the way."

He was laughing because I'd spit my food out. "Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?"

"About having you hard and stiff all the way? Hell yeah. About us getting a place together? Hell yeah. If you don't mind sharing a house that is; but it won't be with a group of people; you'd be stuck with just me."

"Are you fucking serious? I'd love it! And yes, I mean both of those things! I would love living with you hard and stiff!" He looked like Christmas morning and I couldn't help it, I fell more in love with him that moment.

"I am very fucking serious, baby. I want to share stiff and hard with you in our own home. All kidding aside though, well mostly kidding about stiff and hard, I am posing a serious question to you. Do you want to get a house together with me?"

He was still laughing, but trying to pull himself together. He looked at me very seriously. "Are you fucking kidding me, I would love that!! Not ten minutes ago I thought I was losing you in two days, now you're asking me if I want to share a home with you. Hell yes, I want to share my life, my body, my love and a home with you! Not necessarily in that order though; I share my love first."

"Oh, that did it! You are officially loved, Jacob. OK, now how about this weekend? Are you free? We can go look at houses. I will find an estate agent in the meantime and get some set up, that way we're not wasting time."

"I was officially loved two days ago, and you know it." Touché. "Yeah, this weekend would be fucking great; no training."

"Excellent! Are you sure you're not a sailor? You swear like one." I stuck my tongue out at him and smiled.

He smirked. "Marines teach sailors how to swear; without us they wouldn't know their ass from a hole in the ground. Sorry though, you said it didn't bother you."

"It doesn't, I'm just fucking with you."

"Well I'd rather we were fucking in a different way right now. I'm not hungry anymore, and you just made me a very happy little Marine. So show me where the bedroom is in this joint." He didn't look at all like he was kidding.

I stood up from the table, walked around and took his hand in mine.

"Come with me, little Marine." He grinned and got up.

"I planned to."

I pulled Jake into the bedroom, kicking the door closed with my foot after we'd passed through it. I led him over to the side of the bed, where I stopped and turned to face him. I had a hold of his hand and I reached and grabbed his other hand in mine.

"Come here..."

He walked into my kiss, while pulling his hands free from mine and grabbing my face in both his hands. I love when my face is caressed while being kissed, it makes it all the more intimate. He continued kissing me and caressing my face, and then I felt his tongue demanding entry to my mouth. I opened my mouth more and met his tongue with mine. The kiss became more and more passionate as we sought out each other's tongues, our breathing and moaning becoming the only sounds in the room. As we stood there kissing I could feel his cock getting hard and pressing into my rapidly growing cock, the moaning and breathing increasing in tempo to match our passion. I was rubbing my hands all over his head, reveling in the feel of his soft, short hair in my fingers. We couldn't seem to pull each close enough to satisfy our need, we just kept kissing and licking and touching each other's heads and faces. I grabbed his head in both my hands and pulled him away from my mouth, looking right at him, seeing the passion and lust in his eyes.

"I need all of you, baby." I said breathlessly.

I reached my fingers down to the buttons on his uniform shirt and started undoing them as fast as my trembling fingers would allow. While I was undoing the buttons he leaned in and licked my face from my chin to my nose. I moaned and kissed him again. We continued kissing while I went back to fumbling with his buttons. I finally got the buttons on the shirt undone and realized I would need to do sleeve buttons too. I pulled back from his kiss and grabbed his left arm and brought his hand to my face. I undid the two buttons on his sleeve, then took his hand and stuck his index finger in my mouth and started sucking on it. He moaned louder and his eyes glazed over with the lust and passion he was feeling. I pulled his index finger out of my mouth and proceeded to suck on the rest of his fingers, one after the other.

When I was done with his left hand, I let it back down gently to his side and was reaching for his right hand when he stepped back and just ripped his shirt off, the buttons on his right sleeve flying somewhere across the room. I then yanked his t-shirt out of his pants and ripped it up over his head. The sight in front of my eyes was truly amazing. He has such a beautiful body; I couldn't drink enough in at one time to satisfy myself. While I was staring at the shirtless, sexy man in front of me, he grabbed the bottom of my shirt and yanked it up, with me finally realizing I had to lift my arms up for him to get it off of me. He finished yanking my shirt over my head and just threw it over his shoulder. He looked hungry. He was now doing what I had been doing to him; just staring at my face and torso with a lustful gaze, not knowing where to start.

I acted first, bending my head down and attacking his left nipple with my mouth. He moaned loudly then grabbed the back of my head and pushed it harder into his hardening nipple. I don't know if he'd ever had anyone suck and bite his nipples before, but it seemed to be having one hell of an effect on him. His moaning became louder and his hands roaming over my head couldn't seem to find a place to stop. I had his left nipple as hard as his cock was and I switched over to the right one. His moaning continued, as did his hands dry-washing my hair. I sucked and bit on his right nipple for another two or three minutes and he was panting by the time I stopped, and then my tongue started its trail down his chest and onto his stomach.

He spoke breathlessly. "Oh my God, Mike, if you keep this up I'm gonna cum in my pants. I'm so fucking turned on I don't know what to do."

I ran my tongue back up his chest and found his mouth again. I tried to slow our passion down just a notch; I didn't want him to cum just yet. I grabbed his head in my hands again and pulled him back, looking at his lust filled eyes. I'd never seen such a beautiful, sexy sight in all my life.

"Relax baby... Calm down. It's not time to cum just yet. I at least get to taste it, don't I?"

He exhaled loudly and tried to smile. "I want you to, baby; God how I want you to, but I don't know how much longer I can hold on. You and your tongue have me turned on like I've never been turned on before. Fuck baby, I didn't know my nipples had a direct line to my cock; it's amazing! I didn't know man nipples were that sensitive, I thought it was only women. Fuck, man!"

I smiled big. "It's OK, baby. Feels good though, doesn't it?" He nodded vigorously. "I think we might have to take a different track. You'll like it, I promise. I just couldn't resist. When I got your shirt off and looked at you, the sight in front of me was just so incredible I couldn't stop. I just wanted to lick every part of your body."

I leaned in and started kissing him again. He responded immediately by shoving his tongue down my throat. Oh man, he tastes so good, even after having just eaten. I reached up with my hands and started tweaking his nipples with my fingers, lightly pinching them, then rubbing them, then pinching again. He was moaning full bore again and trying to swallow me and ramming his tongue into my tonsils all at the same time. I let go of his right nipple and ran my right hand down his side, then came up under his balls and felt his throbbing cock through his pants. His pants were soaked with pre-cum, or he'd already cum, there was so much of it. My hand came up not just damp, but wet from his pants. I pulled away from his kiss and licked and sucked a couple of my fingers and then I offered him a couple to suck on. He moaned at the taste. He grabbed my hand and started ramming all my fingers in his mouth one by one. I couldn't keep him waiting any longer; he wasn't going to make it another five minutes.

I pulled my hand away from him and quickly reached down, undid his pants and let them drop to the floor. I kissed him quickly then dropped to my knees, yanked his boxer-briefs off over his pulsing cock and rammed it straight down my throat. I really didn't even get a good look at it before I stuck it in my mouth, but guessing by the size of the meat throbbing in my mouth I figured it to be about seven and half inches. He screamed. I was glad old German hotels have thick walls. I smiled on his cock then just started sucking for all I was worth. I'd pull off to the head then ram the whole thing back in my mouth. I grabbed his balls in my left hand while I was sucking his cock and started squeezing them gently. I then lifted my right hand up to his chest and started pinching his left nipple. That was it! Five thrusts down on his cock and he screamed again.

"Fuck! I'm cumming! Oh Fuck..."

I would have paid $1,000 to see this orgasm and I didn't see any of it. I did taste it however. By the force of the fluid hitting my throat and tonsils I would've guessed that his load would have shot all the way to the lobby. I just kept swallowing, and I was having a hell of time keeping up. I didn't keep count, but I would guess he shot eight to ten volleys of hot Marine cum into my mouth. The first three alone felt like he was pissing in my mouth there was so much. And oh, the taste... Fuck... I was one happy man with the taste of my man's seed in my mouth. He was still kind of in the middle of his orgasm when I started milking his cock with my mouth. He yelled out then sat down heavily on the bed.

"Fuck, man; that was fucking mind blowing... I didn't know it was possible to cum that hard!"

He exhaled and smiled again. I reached up and kissed him softly on the mouth, letting him get a little taste of what he'd fed me in copious amounts. I pulled my face away and looked at him. He smacked his lips and smiled.


I laughed. "God yes, it's tasty. The best thing I've ever eaten, baby. Are you alright now?"

"Yeah, I'm alright. That was just fucking incredible, Michael. My balls ache from shooting so hard. Did that ever happen to you?"

"Once, a long time ago; I'd had a serious case of blue balls for about ten days. When I finally busted I thought I'd pissed all over myself there was so much of it, and it just kept shooting, wave after wave. When it was finally done my balls felt like they'd been run through a juicer." He giggled. "When was the last time you busted a nut?"

"I don't remember; probably about four days ago. It was worth the wait; especially since I had you here when it happened." He smiled at me.

I smiled back at him. "I'm very glad I was here when it happened. That was monumental, porno movie quality nut busting. Now that you're nuts don't feel like they're backed up for miles, how about we get down to some seriously sensuous love making? I know you have to be back at work in the morning, but I plan to keep you busy for a while longer."

"Hell yeah, I'll be recovered in about two minutes. Can I get some water though; my throat's kind of dry."

"Of course. Be right back, sexy man."

I went and got him a glass of water from the bathroom faucet and brought it back to him. When I walked back in the room it dawned on me that there was an incredibly sexy man lying naked on my bed that I'd been dying to see in just this very position for two days, and I hadn't even gotten a good look at him. I stopped dead in my tracks about ten feet from the bed.

He looked over at me. "You OK? Is something wrong?"

"No baby, not from this angle; there isn't anything wrong. Everything is just perfect actually. Holy crap, you're beautiful!" He flushed red.

"Don't get embarrassed; you are beautiful; just accept it. It hit me when I was walking back from the bathroom that I've had you stripped down, lying naked on my bed for about ten minutes and I haven't snuck a single peak. Well I'm peaking now."

He was just lying on the bed, his legs dangling off the edge, bent at the knees, where he'd landed when he sat down. He giggled and turned red again.

I finished the last ten feet and handed him the glass of water while he sat up. He drank it down and handed the empty glass back to me.


He shook his head no. I set the glass down on the nightstand, turned around and laid down on the bed next to him, bringing him down with me. I put my hand on his chest and started playing with his nipples again. They bumped up hard almost instantly. Note to self: if you ever need to turn him on quickly, go nipples.

"Oh man, please, not that just yet."

I lifted my hand off his chest and decided on a different tact. I smiled at him and let myself slip off the bed onto the floor. Once there I started running my hands up and down his legs, ankle to thigh and back again. He has light fuzz on his legs and it was amazingly sexy to see and touch. He calves would quiver a little every time I ran my fingers over them. It was fun to watch. He still had his socks on, and to be perfectly honest that was fine by me. I've never been a foot guy, and not likely to change now; even for him. I took the opportunity to get a better look at the package that had just unloaded it's essence into my throat. Wow! Nice. Laying there all soft and snuggled was a very nice, probably four inch un-cut cock, nestled against a pair of walnut sized balls that seemed so relaxed and hanging low in a silky smooth sack. My boy shaved and trimmed the hedges I thought to myself. And God, did it look sexy as hell. His foreskin was pulled down almost all the way over the head of his cock, but I could still see a small portion of it peaking out. I could also see a lot of left over cock juice and pre-cum. My mouth started to water. Maybe not, he's probably still too sensitive. It's worth a shot. I leaned forward, stuck my tongue out and licked the head of his cock. He shivered and yelped. Oh, the taste! He pleaded with me to work elsewhere. OK, I'll give him this one.

I decided that running my tongue up and down his legs would be fun too, and it could also lead me to that incredible ass of his. I could spend days with my tongue buried in Jake's ass and be a happy man. I started licking his ankle on his left leg, then ran my tongue up behind his calf muscle. It twitched again and I smiled, but continued my tongue exploration of his legs. I made my way up to his lower thigh, swirling around in a small area, then jumped over to his right thigh and started the same tongue dance. I ran my tongue down his right leg, stopping off at his calf muscles again, circling and flicking my tongue, watching the muscle jump each time I did. I think he caught on to me.

"Are you having fun watching my leg jump like that?"

"Well yeah, as a matter of fact I am."

 I heard him giggle above me, so I continued on with my tongue bath.

I was on my way up his left leg again when I just happened to look up and see that his cock was starting to grow; the head peaking out to see how the weather was. OK, it's on now. I kept running my tongue up his leg, dipping down the inside of his thigh and took a quick swipe of one testicle. He jumped. I didn't hear a complaint or warning so I licked the other testicle. He jumped again. I took my hand and lifted his balls up and reached in and tried to lick his perineum, but couldn't quite reach; his legs were too close together. I settled on licking his balls again, while I used my hand to nudge his legs farther apart. I'm sure he thought I was just trying to get better access to his balls so he spread them open wider for me. I lifted his balls up again and this time landed my tongue right on his perineum and went to town on it. He started moaning again and I could feel his cock grow back to full mast. Nice... Wait until he feels what I have in store for him. I ran my arm under his thighs, right above his knees and just let it rest there for a second. When I had him moaning louder and thrusting his balls into my mouth I tried raising my arm up, and he just bent his legs for me and helped me lift them right up. There it was – my target. Oh hell yeah.

I was staring at the cutest little puckered hole I'd ever hope to see. He hadn't shaved around it, which was fine by me, I like a fuzzy butt. I stuck my head under his legs as quickly as I could and just latched my mouth on his hole. He screamed again. I stuck my tongue out and just started lapping his ass with incredible gusto. He screamed and then moaned really loudly. I smiled on his ass but kept right on lapping at it. I could hear him saying something through the vibrations in his ass but I couldn't tell what it was. I lifted my face off for a second to hear him.


"Are you really licking my ass?"

"Oh, not only yeah, but fuck yeah, baby! I sure am. It's incredible!"

Enough talking, I went back to his hot, little hole and rammed my tongue back in it. He moaned really loud this time. I guess he was enjoying it. I was wondering to myself if anyone had ever done this to him before. I wanted deeper access. I pulled my head out of his butt and looked up at him, smiling.

 "Would you slide up more on the bed, please, and then roll over? I need better access, please."

He looked at me, smiled and then worked himself up more onto the bed. When he was completely on, no more dangling legs, he rolled over. Oh my, what an incredible sight. I started panting. I put my hand under his pelvis and lifted him up a little; he caught on and pulled his legs under him and stuck his ass in the air for me. Oh fuck... I was panting again, just looking at his deliciously hot ass. I got behind him, kind of in the same position he was in and shoved my face back in his ass. I probed his hole with my tongue, I licked around the edges of his hole and then I ran my tongue up and down the crack. I had a hand on each cheek and was just kneading them as I worked my tongue over him. I then took the opportunity to kiss his cheeks, several times on each one and then I licked them all over. I could still smell the musk coming from his hole and it drew me back. I couldn't get enough. I ran my tongue around his hole again and then locked my mouth over his hole and just tongue fucked him for all I was worth.

Above me, I could hear constant moaning, getting louder and louder.  The more I tongue fucked him, the louder he moaned. After about ten minutes of having my mouth locked over his ass I pulled back to look at my handiwork. His ass was soaking wet and his hole was winking at me. What a sight. While I was looking at his ass I noticed his balls hanging down but I couldn't see his cock. I got down lower and saw that it was sticking up straight in front of him, standing tall and proud.

I couldn't resist. I gave his ass a couple of more licks, a good solid kiss on each cheek, then I flipped over on my back and wiggled myself under him with his balls right over my face. I sucked his balls into my mouth and just held them there, swirling my tongue around, feeling them go back and forth in my mouth. I couldn't really hear him moaning above me, I was too in my zone, but I could feel it through his balls. I could also feel his cock throbbing as I sucked on his balls. I hadn't touched myself since I'd dropped to my knees to suck his cock earlier, and I still had my jeans and underwear on. I could feel my cock throbbing though, and I knew my crotch was soaking wet from pre-cum, but I didn't give a damn about my own cock at the moment; I just had to please him, no matter what it took.

I thought to myself while I was sucking and licking his balls, that here I am with my face buried in the crotch of a sexy, horny 20 year old Marine; I think he can handle a few more orgasms. I smiled to myself and then wiggled myself up a little more so I could get my mouth back on his cock. I reached up with my finger and pulled his throbbing cock down a little so I could get it in my mouth. I buried it in my mouth as far as I could from this position and I heard him scream again. I was having a hell of time sucking his dick at this angle, it was just too hard, and it wouldn't bend down enough. I let it fall out of my mouth and wiggled myself up a little more. I then reached under him, grabbed a pillow and stuck it under my head. I grabbed his hips, pushing him up in the air a little and then brought him forward and straight into my mouth. He got the idea and arched his back so he could drive his cock straight into my hungry mouth. I still had a hold of his hips and I was showing him what I wanted from him. I wanted him to fuck my mouth. He took over in no time and soon his balls were slamming into my chin. I could taste pre-cum leaking out of his cock and I could also feel his foreskin pulling just a little back and forth over the head of his cock. I lay there thinking that short of this being my ass he was pounding I couldn't begin to imagine anything more enjoyable.

I had him in the perfect position too. His cock was buried in my mouth, his ass was sticking up in the air and my hands were free. I knew his ass had to still be wet from my butt munching, so I grabbed both of his ass cheeks and rode with him for a couple of thrusts, then I pulled my right hand away, pulled it out from between our bodies and came up just under his balls. I massaged his balls a couple of times, then headed for my target. I knew I'd have to be ready for the consequences of my actions; he was going to blast off again within seconds of my finger entering his ass. I lifted my fingers off his balls and started rubbing around his hole. He moaned really loudly. I ran my finger around his hole a couple of times while he got back in his stride. As he was pulling out of my mouth on an upward stroke I stuck my finger in his ass as far as I could get it. He screamed, slammed his cock down my throat and cut loose with another load of hot Marine juice. I wiggled my finger in his ass after the second volley and he screamed again and pulled up a little. I started milking his cock with my mouth and he moaned so loudly I half expected the Gestapo to start banging on the door. I felt four more volleys of hot boy cum splash in my mouth. He started cussing again, then he fell forward impaling my mouth with his cock. I liked having it there but wasn't sure how long his recovery would be and I wanted a breath of air. I turned my head sideways and his cock slid out of my mouth, wiping a line of fresh boy cum across my cheek. Fuck yeah, this night was making up for all the anguish of the last two days, big time.

I had pulled my finger from his ass when he had dropped with his cock buried in my throat. Now that I could breathe again I just laid there unbelievably content with the weight of my love on me. He was breathing heavily, but not ragged like before so I knew he would be okay. I just relaxed my body, enjoying the feeling of him on top of me, and listened to him breathing. All was right in my world. I reached around him with my arms and just held him while he came back down.

After about five or six minutes he seemed to have recovered completely. Nothing like Marine training I thought. He lifted himself off me, his semi-hard cock hanging in front of my face, a nice string of boy juice trailing down to my cheek and his foreskin moving up to cover my prize. I wish he wasn't so sensitive after orgasm because I would love to lick inside his foreskin for more juice. I just like playing with foreskin at any time; I guess I'll have to try it before he's so hard and before he shoots. Next time...

He looked down at me with a sated and dazed look on his face. I gave him a huge grin. He started giggling and then moved down until his face was lined up with mine. He stuck his tongue out and licked his cum off my face. I damn near shot my load right there, it was so hot watching him lick up his own cum. Then he bent down again and kissed me, sticking his tongue in my mouth giving me back the prize. I moaned in his mouth. He pulled up and looked at me again and got a huge grin on his face.

"Fuck, Michael, what're you trying to do to me? No matter how hard you try I don't think my balls will fit through my cock."

I giggled. "A boy can try, can't he?" He smiled and nodded. "I almost hate to tell you this, Jake, but we're just getting started." I looked over at the clock on the nightstand, it read seven forty-five. "It's not quite eight o'clock yet, we still have twelve hours before you have to be back to the base." He looked at me incredulously and I just gave him another huge grin.

"I can't last twelve more hours... I don't know what you've heard about Marine training, but you almost have me to the point I would tell you State secrets if I knew any."

I smiled up at him. "Maybe, but you're a Marine, dammit and you're only 20 years old; you should be good for five or six more loads, and I want `em."

He just stared at me. "Well baby, you're gonna have to surgically remove two or three of `em, because I don't have it in me to give `em to you. And you should talk; you're still fucking dressed for Christ's sake! How many loads can you cough up, you horny old man?"

I couldn't help it, I laughed out loud. "'Horny old man'? Who're you calling horny?"

It took him a second to catch what'd I said and he started laughing too. Then he bent down and kissed me. After our kiss, he quickly flipped himself up, over and off the bed. He reached out for my hand and pulled me up to a standing position. When he had me standing he reached out and grabbed my crotch. It felt damn good too. He then let go of my crotch, turned around, reached behind him and grabbed my crotch again. He started pulling me then, and led me to the bathroom. I would follow this sexy stud anywhere he wanted to lead me, but having him lead me by the balls was just fun in itself.

We got into the bathroom and he let me go. Then he walked over to the toilet and started pissing. I walked around the side of him and watched. The flow and volume was amazing. He looked up at me questioningly, like I'd lost my mind, wanting to watch someone take a piss. He smiled at me, shook his head, then shook his dick off and turned back to me.


"Yep, and damn proud of it." He giggled.

He walked over to the shower, reached in and turned the water on. He took a few seconds getting it to the temperature he wanted, and then he returned to where I was standing. He grabbed my wrist and un-snapped my watch and slid it over my hand, then he laid it on the counter. Turning back to me, he reached out and grabbed the waist band of my jeans and yanked me closer to him. Oh hell yes, take charge, stud. He got the first button un-done and then just ripped my fly open, not worrying about the other buttons. He kneeled down on one knee and then forcefully yanked my jeans down to my ankles, then ran his hands slowly back up my legs to the waistband of my boxer-briefs. He looked at them for a second, smiled up at me, then lifted the elastic out from my body and down over my hard cock. Once he cleared my balls with them he yanked them down as hard as he had the jeans. My cock jumped in response. He then patted the back of my leg like you would a horse when you wanted him to lift his foot up. I smirked, but complied with the order and lifted my leg up and back. He slid the leg of my jeans and my underwear off that leg, and put it back down for me. Same procedure on the other leg, only this time I didn't smirk, I was getting too turned on. He got back up, grabbed my head and kissed me hard. Then he pulled away, grabbed my cock and led me to the shower. I almost shot my load.

Before we got in the shower he reached over and grabbed a wash cloth with his free hand and continued leading me by the cock into the shower. He got behind me, grabbed both my upper arms and pushed my head and body under the spray of the water. It felt really good, I had worked up quite a sweat over the last hour or so, and he'd chosen the perfect temperature for the water. As the water was cascading over my body he was rubbing his hands all over my body rinsing me off, making sure every crack and crevice was wet. He let go of me, still standing under the water and started soaping up the wash cloth he'd brought with him. He pulled me out from under the water with a little force when he was ready for me, and my cock jumped again at the forcefulness of his actions. He was turning me on more than he could possibly imagine.

He yanked my right arm, spinning me around to face him. My cock jumped again, oozing out a little pre-cum. He had a determined look on his face, and I could tell he was fighting really hard not to smile. He had the soapy washcloth in his right hand and brought it up to my shoulders and started washing me. He reached higher with it after my shoulders and got my neck, ears and face while he was in the neighborhood. He continued washing the front of my body from my ears to my toes, spending a little time on my cock and balls, but not enough to make me cum; or make him look like a pervert I thought, smiling to myself. When he was done with my front he stood back up, told me to put my arms up like I was being held up, then he spun me around and shoved me up against the shower wall. I moaned.

Fuck yeah..."

He resumed his washing, starting on my shoulders again and working down my back and stopping just above my ass. I could hear him putting more soap on the wash cloth and then he was back at it and vigorously washed my ass cheeks and then slipped the rag through my ass trench. He stopped again. Then I felt his soapy hand in my trench; he just held his hand sideways and ran it up and down the crack of my ass eight or nine times. I was moaning louder and thrust my ass into his hand. He took the hint and slid his soapy finger to my hole. I pushed out a little more and he pushed his finger into my ass.

"Oh fuck yeah, baby that feels so good. Push in deeper, I want your whole finger in me."

To my shock and instant turn-on, he not only didn't push it in more, he pulled it out. Then he slapped my ass fairly hard, the sound echoing in the shower.

"Shut up. This is my rodeo; you'll do as I say."

I was stunned, mainly because it seemed so out of character for him.

"Yes Sir!" I responded immediately, my cock belching out another load of pre-cum.

He seemed to like the position I had assumed, my arms on the wall, my ass sticking out and my legs spread and locked. He resumed his bathing of me with the wash cloth, running it up and down the back of both my legs, then back up, once, through my ass trench again for good measure. We both knew the floor was getting kind of slippery with soap, so he didn't yank me up, but ordered it instead.

"On your feet!"

I pushed myself off the wall immediately with my arms and stood at what I assumed was attention, though my throbbing, leaking seven inch cock was sticking out in front of me.

"About face!"

I spun around on my left heal and actually managed a fairly military looking about face. He then grabbed my arm again and lightly shoved me back under the water. While the soapy water was running off my upper body, he grabbed the shower massage from his right and pushed the lever to turn it on. It cut the water off that was pouring over my head, but I figured he'd have much more fun with the shower massage. Not as much as I'd hoped for, but still... He basically just finished rinsing me off, while definitely flooding my cock, balls and ass with water. When he decided I was sufficiently rinsed off he hung the shower massage back up and turned the main shower head back on, flooding my head and face with water. I guess its hair washing time. While he was soaping up my hair with shampoo I was thinking just how incredibly hot this scene was and how turned on I was. Having this hot, sexy 20 year old Marine giving me orders and washing my body was kind of overwhelming. He got my hair washed and rinsed and had massaged conditioner into my scalp and then gave me another order.

"Stand over there at parade rest!" He pointed to the opposite end of the shower.

"Yes Sir!"

I stood there with my legs spread a little and my hands clasped behind my back and watched him give himself a shower. This was just getting hotter and hotter by the minute. He is incredibly sexy under any circumstances, but wet, with warm soapy water running down his body... Holy crap! I seriously thought I could bust my nut just watching him shower, he was turning me on so much. And then watching the soapy water run over his hot ass, small rivulets running down his ass crack, I thought I'd just pass out. He finally finished his shower, turned, grabbed my arm and yanked me back under the water to rinse the conditioner out of my hair. He turned the water off after a couple of minutes. I guess the shower's over. He stepped out of the shower and grabbed two towels from the rack, handing me one and started to dry himself off. I guess the role play was delayed for awhile. I stepped out, stood about two feet away from him so we both had room, and dried myself off. When we were both dry I looked over at him and gave him a huge, shit eating grin. I wanted him to know that whatever he wanted to do was alright by me. He smiled back at me.

When we were done in the bathroom he took my hand and led me back to the bedroom. Not as much fun as being led by the cock, but still pretty damn good. He stopped at the foot of the bed, let go of my hand and grabbed my shoulders, turning me so my ass was to the bed. He wasn't really looking at me, and then he barked out a new order.


I sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Spread you legs wider!"

I loved where this was going, and my dick did too; it was growing again.

He also noticed my cock was growing and smiled at me. I smiled back. He bent over at the waist and kissed me for a minute, using very little tongue; just a hot, passionate kiss. Then he got down on his knees in front of me and started rubbing up and down on my legs. His hands started moving higher, but he bypassed my cock completely and went for my chest. I don't have a lot of hair on my chest, but what is there I keep nicely trimmed and he seemed happy with that. He rubbed his finger all over my chest and stomach, then back up to my chest, finally settling on my nipples. He took my right nipple between his thumb and index finger and pinched it a little. It got hard immediately and I moaned. He smiled. He did it with the left one and got the exact same reaction from me and he smiled again. He then started lightly rubbing my right nipple with the tip of his finger. I moaned louder and he noticed my cock jumped. He grinned big. He played with my nips with his fingers for a couple of minutes, getting a reaction out of me every time, but he decided to up the ante. He leaned forward and flicked his tongue over my left nipple. My cock jumped and my nipple grew harder. He clamped his mouth on my tit and started sucking on my nipple. I moaned and grabbed his head, holding him against me. He didn't pull back against me so I kept him there for a couple of minutes then led his face over to my other nipple. He sucked and gnawed on that for a few minutes while I had his head in my hands.

He pushed back against my hands a little and I let him up. Both of my nipples were rock hard and my cock was leaking more pre-cum. He sat back on his haunches and ran his fingers down my torso to my pubes and my throbbing cock. He then ran the back of his index finger along my shaft from my balls to the head of my aching cock. When he got to the tip and found a small puddle there, he ran his finger through it a couple of times and then stuck it in his mouth and sucked on his finger for a few seconds. I groaned, watching him do that.  He just grinned with his finger still in his mouth. He pulled his finger out with a sucking sound and put it back in the puddle of pre-cum, mopping up as much as he could get on one fingertip, then he held it up to my mouth. I didn't hesitate; I sucked his finger into my mouth like a dying man being offered a last drink. I grabbed his hand with mine so he couldn't pull it out and just kept sucking on it. I ran my tongue all around it, sucked some more, then ran my tongue from between his fingers back to the nail and swirled my tongue all around it. He started moaning and then he started tugging his arm to free his hand so I let him go. He smiled up at me and then went back to work on my cock.

He ran his finger through the puddle of pre-cum one more time, then he grabbed my cock in his fist and stroked it a couple of times. I moaned loudly and he smiled up at me. He stroked my dick with his fist several more times, with me moaning and then he let go, leaned his head into my crotch and took it in his mouth. I moaned even louder this time and grunted. He started licking the head of my dick, then he'd take a little of it in his mouth, then he'd lick the head again. It was sweet agony. I wanted him to swallow it; I needed him to swallow it, but I didn't want to force it in him. He kept up licking and sucking the head for a couple of minutes. I could feel his hand grab my balls and start to massage them. It felt really, really good but I needed to bury my cock in his mouth. I needed to cum almost as badly as he had that first time; my dick had been constantly hard for almost the last two hours and I was getting blue balls. I rested my hand on the back of head, hoping I could gently let him know what I wanted. He understood, but still seemed a little hesitant. He took my cock in his mouth and tried to go a little deeper, but started to gag a little and came back up. I rubbed my hand around the short hair on the back of his head.

"You OK, Jake?"

"Yeah, I'm good."

"Relax baby. You don't need to take more than you're comfortable with. Just relax your mouth and throat muscles. Breathe through your nose. Always remember to breathe through your nose. Relax and have fun with it. Hell, if it helps you relax turn it into a puppet show. I like to giggle while I have sex, makes it more fun."

He laughed out loud at that. Good. I needed him to relax and not be psyched out about this. I started to wonder something.

"Jake... Have you done this before?" I asked softly.

"Um... Once. I was about 14 or 15, with one of my friends from school. We were wrestling around in my room and we both got hard and started playing with each other. He told me that he sucked a dick once and that if I sucked his he'd suck mine. He didn't last long. I licked the head of his dick a couple of times and he warned me he was gonna cum. I pulled off and jacked his dick so I could watch him shoot. After he came, he yanked his pants up and said he had to get home. Fucker never did blow me. I'm sorry I'm not doing this right and ruining it for you."

"You'd never ruin it for me, baby. Look at my dick. See? I'm still throbbing hard and leaking pre-cum. And it's because you're here with me. If you want to try again then go for it. If you don't really want to right now, then don't sweat it. We can have lots of fun without my dick in your mouth."

"I want to get you off. I want to see you shoot your load and know that I was the reason you did." With that said he stuck my cock back in his mouth and tried it again.

"Oh hell yeah, baby, that feels so good. Remember; just relax your mouth and throat. And breathe, baby, breathe through your nose."

I looked down at him and could see him trying to relax his mouth and throat.

"I know this sound's bad, but think of it like getting an x-ray at the dentist. You have to relax your tongue and breathe through your nose, or you just end up puking all over the dentist or biting his finger off."

He pulled off my dick choking with laughter. "You fucker, that wasn't fair. You made me laugh with a cock in my mouth."

"So what's wrong with that? Laughing and giggling while having sex is actually a hell of a lot of fun. It relaxes you, it releases endorphins and it definitely lightens the mood. There have been several times I've had a cock in my mouth and just started giggling or laughing for no apparent reason. Once you convince your partner that you're not laughing at his dick, the mood is lightened and it becomes fun again. Sex get's really serious after a while for some reason. It doesn't have to be; it should be fun and enjoyable for both partners."

He looked up at me still chuckling, but still with his fist wrapped around my cock. He stopped laughing while he was looking at me and got a determined look on his face. He then looked down at the cock he had in his hand and went back down on it. He must have gotten something from the dentist x-ray analogy because he took about two thirds of my dick down his throat and just started sucking. Up and down, up and down he went. My cock got rock hard in his hot, wet sucking mouth and that just seemed to spur him on even more.

"Oh, God, baby; that's it! That's feels fucking awesome! Oh, fuck yeah!"

He kept right on sucking my cock, still going down about two thirds of the way, and then he started playing with my balls while he sucked. I spread my legs out a little more and he let go of my balls and started running his finger around the hair on my asshole. I moaned loudly and then made my hole try to grab his finger. He got the idea and started pressing his finger up against my hungry hole. I noticed we were both a little too dry for that to work, so I grabbed his hand and brought his finger up to my mouth and sucked it in. I licked it, sucked it and slobbered all over it as much as I could then I put his finger back to my ass. I felt the tip of his finger slide in my waiting hole and I moaned and grunted again. I tried using my ass to suck his finger in, but he got the idea and just kept pushing it in. He was finally buried up to the last knuckle and I let out a loud groan, looked down at his face and smiled really big for him.

He was still sucking my cock, only now he was able to take it in his mouth, suck on it, then pull it out, swirl his tongue around the head then plunge it back in his mouth; all without missing a beat. This was getting hotter and hotter by the second. While he was working my dick over with his lips, tongue and mouth his finger was starting to really work my ass over. He was sliding his finger in and out of my ass, keeping rhythm with his sucking. I was in heaven. I knew I wouldn't last a whole lot longer; I'd been at this for damn near three hours and I was more than ready to bust. I really wanted him to stick a second finger in my ass but I didn't want to break his rhythm; he was doing so great just like he was. I decided he could do all the fingers he could manage in the next part of our night of sex and passion. I relaxed and started really getting into what was happening to me and who was making it happen. I looked down at him while he had my cock in his mouth and couldn't believe this was really happening. Here was this incredibly sexy, 20 year old stud with my dick in his throat trying his level best to get me to cum. Apparently, that thought and that sight was enough to bring me to the edge.

"I'm gonna cum, Jake! If you want the load, keep going; if you don't, pull off now and jack my cock. Think fast though!"

He pulled his mouth off my cock and started jacking me off. I don't know if it was because he didn't want to taste it, or because he wanted to watch it happen, but he didn't have to wait long. I yelled oh fuck and started shooting. The first volley landed on my chin and down my chest. The second went to my neck and ran all the way down my torso. He was still jacking hard and I also realized his finger was still plunged up my ass. The third volley hit my right nipple and laid a bead to my belly button. He was aiming my damn dick while I came. He then shocked me by leaning his face to my dick and letting the rest of it hit him in the face. I think I nailed him with two or three more spurts, but I really couldn't take anymore. I grabbed his hand so he'd quit jacking my dick. I was staring up at the ceiling by this time and panting like a dog. I tried to gulp as much air into my lungs as I could. When I caught my breath I looked down, and looking up at me was an incredibly sexy, young Marine with cum all over his mouth, forehead and cheek, and he was smiling up at me.

"Oh, fuck me. That was so intense, baby. Thank you. Thank you so much. I really needed that." I smiled down at him.

"You're very welcome. That was awesome to watch. I can't believe how far you shot, and how much. Damn..."

"I aim to please, baby. Do you have any possible idea how hot you look right now? You have beads of cum on your mouth, your forehead and your right cheek. Come here."

I grabbed his head with my hands, leaned down and met him half-way. I just started licking his whole face. I licked and licked until I was sure I'd gotten every drop off his face. When I was done licking I found his lips and kissed him deeply, slipping my tongue and my treat into his mouth. He lapped at my tongue trying to get as much of my load off of it as he could. We kissed and sucked face for about three or four minutes, just trying to taste as much of each other as we could. We finally broke the kiss and I reached under his arms and pulled him up to me. I lay back on the bed, bringing him down on top of me and just held him close to me, feeling his hot body on top of mine.

He had his head nuzzled on the side of mine and was giving me soft, little kisses all over my neck. I was rubbing his back with my hands and giving plenty of attention to his ass, massaging the mounds of his perfect butt, then running my hands back up his back to his shoulders. I just kept repeating the process while he was kissing my neck. He ran his tongue all over my neck, then started in on my ear lobe, taking it into his mouth, sucking on it for a little bit, then letting it go and working my neck again with the same treatment. It felt incredible. We both started moaning a little while we lay there just enjoying each other. I loved the weight of him on top of me; it made me feel like he possessed me; I was his. I started to think my man was insatiable, I could feel his cock growing against my balls. I couldn't believe he was able to get hard again; he'd already had two really intense orgasms, but seemed ready for yet another. Who was I to deny him? I instantly knew how I wanted to get him off this time; I had to feel him inside of me.

I was still running my hands up and down his back, massaging his ass and just really enjoying the feel of his naked body on top of mine.

"I love you, Jake. You make me feel so good. I love having you on top of me; feeling your naked flesh pressed up against mine." I whispered into his ear.

"I love you too, baby. This has been an incredible night; I couldn't have imagined it could ever be like this. I feel like my whole life's been leading up to this night. Thank you." He whispered back.

"No; thank you, lover." I felt him smile against my neck. "I've never felt so in sync with someone before; so ready and willing to please someone the way I am with you."

We continued in this position for a few more minutes then I reached over my head and pulled his head up so I could kiss him. We kissed very lightly for a few seconds, and then it started growing in passion. I was in heaven, but I had one more thing in mind. I broke the kiss and smiled at him.

"Let's slide up on the bed, up to the pillows so we're more comfortable."

He pushed himself off me and rolled to his side. I slid myself up to the head of the bed and he did the same. We were lying side by side, then I propped myself up, reached over with my hand and started running my fingers really lightly over his chest and tummy. He let a light moan escape his lips. I already knew that his nipples were the keys to his passion, so I spent a little extra time on them as I lightly tickled his whole torso. I needed a way to secretly grab some lube so I could get my ass ready for him without him knowing what I was going to do. I bent down over his face and kissed him.

I broke the kiss and smiled at him. "Stay just like that, baby; perfect. I'll be right back. I'm going to grab a warm wash cloth from the bathroom; we're both a little sticky. Don't move; I'll be right back."

I jumped off the bed and went to the bathroom. I grabbed a new wash cloth off the rack and turned the hot water on. While the water was getting warm I grabbed the bottle of conditioner. No lube in here; this would have to do. I poured a big glob on my hand and rubbed it into my ass, making sure to slip a finger or two in to get myself ready. When I was ready, I rinsed my hands off while I got the cloth wet. This whole thing took me less than a minute. I turned the water off, rung the cloth out and headed back to the bed. He looked up and smiled at me as I came into the room. I kept my eyes locked on him as I walked across the room.

"Damn, Jake, you are so incredibly sexy. I can't believe you're here in my bed, waiting for me."

He smiled bigger. I lay back down beside him and started using the wash cloth on his face and neck. He moaned a little as I ran the warm cloth over his skin. I didn't spend too much time on this task, it was mainly a pretext to better things, but it was still kind of erotic. I finished, reached behind me and put the wash cloth on the nightstand; it might come in handy in a little while. I leaned back over him and started kissing him again. I worked his mouth and tongue for a couple of minutes then started working my way down his neck onto his chest. He put his arms over his head and stretched out while I was running my tongue around his chest. It gave me a new idea. I hadn't got to taste his pits yet, so I headed my tongue in that direction. I just breathed in the scent when I got close; we'd been really working up a good sweat since our shower and he smelled just perfect. He was the perfect mix of young man and sweat. I stuck my tongue out and started lapping at his pits. He didn't have a lot of hair under there, and that was fine by me. I licked and kissed his right pit for about two minutes then slid my tongue across his chest over to the left one and gave it the same treatment. He started moaning louder and louder while I was working his pits. I guess he was enjoying it as much as I was.

I finished lapping at his pits and ran my tongue back over to his chest and began licking all around his nipples, then I'd take each one into my mouth, nibble it, then let it go and start on the other one. It had the desired effect. His nipples got rock hard and he was moaning loudly again. I did each nipple three times then headed south to the Promised Land. I was happy to see that his cock was just as hard as his nipples. I finally get to play with that foreskin. I ran my tongue down the length of his cock, took his balls into my mouth, sucked on them and then ran my tongue back up his cock. When I got to the head I licked around it, then reached up with my hand and grabbed his cock. I used my hand to lightly jack his cock, moving his skin back and forth over the head. I was kind of mesmerized watching it appear and disappear. I pulled up on his cock with my hand so the skin was over the head of his dick and I stuck my tongue under the edge of skin and just started licking around and around in circles for all I was worth. The tastes and scent were intoxicating. I was off in my own little world just licking the inside of his foreskin, using my hand to run it over my tongue and then back down. He was moaning loudly again and that made it that much better for me. His cock started leaking pre-cum and I just sucked it all up while I worked his foreskin over my tongue. I didn't want him to cum just yet, so I released his cock from my fist, slammed my mouth over it, deep throated him just once and let go.

His cock was wet and slick, my ass was slick with conditioner and I was ready to feel him inside of me. I rose up off of him, swung my right leg over him, grabbed his leaking dick with my right hand and just lowered myself down onto him before he even knew what was happening. As my ass slid down the entire length of his cock he got an amazed look on his face and let out a loud moan. I sat on top of him with his cock buried to the hilt in my ass and let myself adjust for a minute. He wasn't exactly little down there and it had been awhile for me. But God, it felt wonderful. After I got adjusted I raised myself up a little, feeling his cock sliding out of my ass, and just when I got to the head I sat back down on it. We both grunted. I started doing this process over and over for a couple of minutes and we were both in heaven. I wanted him to take control and really fuck me; I was more than ready. I leaned over him, sucked his tongue into my mouth and then I grabbed his shoulders and brought him up with me as I sat back up; his cock still impaling my ass.

We were pretty much in the direct middle of the bed, so there was just enough room for this to work. We were chest to chest, cock in ass, mouth to mouth in front of each other. I kissed him again. He looked so incredibly sexy in this position. I then worked my legs out from under myself stretching them out on either side of his ass. I managed to do this and still keep him inside of me. I started to lie back on the bed while raising my legs up and holding on to his ass to keep him in me. He caught on and helped me out, and we were in the position I was aching for. My ass was up, my legs were wrapped around him and his cock was buried in my ass. I looked up into his eyes, smiled and issued one command.

"Fuck me."

He didn't have to be told twice. He started slowly thrusting his hips, while looking down and watching his cock slide in and out of my ass. I could feel every inch of him as he continued to slowly fuck me; it was amazing. He started and stopped a couple of times and it was driving me crazy; I needed to be fucked hard. I began thrusting my ass up at him trying to increase the rhythm of his fucking. He wasn't getting the idea; he just kept looking down at his cock.

"Oh fuck, that feels so good. Oh fuck..."

I wasn't going to argue with him, it did feel really good, but I needed more. I reached behind him and grabbed his ass in my hands and looked up at him.

"Fuck me harder, baby, I need your cock!"

That seemed to get his attention. He started thrusting into me harder and I was still holding his ass, pulling him into me as hard as I could.

"Oh fuck yeah, baby, fuck my ass with that big cock! Fuck me! Oh yeah, baby, that's it; ride my ass!"

I guess he liked being talked dirty to because he started really slamming his cock home. I loved every thrust and began moaning louder and louder each time he bottomed out. He had been holding my legs up in the air with his hands while he fucked me, but then he pushed on my legs so I bent my knees and let my ankles come closer to the side of my head. Oh yeah, this is it! Just want I wanted. He buried his cock balls-deep as he got higher on top of me, his legs locked behind him. He then just started slamming into my ass, using his powerful legs and hips like a battering ram. He went off into his zone and just starting fucking me like a man on a mission. We were both grunting like pigs. I was panting and just kept babbling. That must have been enough encouragement because he just kept fucking my ass; sometimes taking long powerful strokes, then mixing it up with short jabs. I was really glad I had done this after he'd already cum twice, he was going to last a while and I loved every second of the flogging I was getting.

He was still in his zone, battering my ass with his big cock, both of us grunting and swearing the entire time. He rode my ass like this for about seven or eight minutes, but I was ready for a new position. I grabbed his ass hard and stopped him with him buried to the hilt.

"New position, sexy man. Pull out for a second."

He pulled his cock out of my ass and stayed in the middle of the bed on his knees. I rolled over onto my stomach, then pulled myself up onto my arms and knees and arched my back, ass into the air. I looked over at him and smiled.

"It's all yours, baby; take it!"

He walked on his knees to get behind me and just slid his cock right back into my ass.

"Oh fuck yeah! Put that big cock back home..."

He grunted when he hit bottom and then just resumed his thrusting in and out of my ass. This time he would pull all the way out, line up and shove it back in. I started panting and swearing again; it felt so good. He'd grab my hips, fuck me hard a few strokes, then let go of my hips and pull all the way out again. I think he really loved watching his cock sliding in and out of my ass. I wanted him to feel even more in control.

"Slap my ass!" He slapped it lightly.

"Do it again, but harder!" He slapped my ass again, but just a little harder this time.

"Slap my fuckin' ass, Marine!" That did it.

He slapped my ass really hard that time, the sound of the slap echoing around the room. It almost brought tears to my eyes, but I just moaned. He did it a couple more times and I thought I'd created a monster. I should've kept my mouth shut, but it was still really hot knowing he had taken control of my body.

"OK stud, fuck me. I need your load in me; I want to feel your cock pulsing in my ass dumping that hot load into me."

He slapped my ass one more time for good measure, then started ramming my ass again; doing the long stroke, short jab method. My prostate was on fire by this time. He was able to maintain this rhythm for seven or eight minutes before he was ready to shoot. He started moaning louder and louder and I knew the time was near. He gave me warning.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum! Fuck, fuck, fuck... I'm gonna cum!"

I started milking his cock with my ass and he screamed again, slammed his cock to the hilt and dumped his load into my bowels. Oh yeah, that was what I was after. I was moaning like a cheap whore and he was panting and still swearing, then he thrust two more times, making sure he got it all out, and then collapsed onto my back. I let my body drop and we were down; his sweaty body covering mine, him panting into my ear and his cock still in my butt.

He was still panting loudly into my ear but managed to squeak out a response.

"Oh my fucking god that was incredible. I can't believe you let me fuck you. Oh fuck...I can't move; I'm just wasted. Oh man..."

"I don't want you to move. I love it just the way you are... You were fucking great, baby; that was just awesome! You are so fucking hot and sexy when you take control; it's an awesome thing to experience."

He kissed my ear a couple of times, and then licked up the side of my face; nice. He had regained a little of his composure and rolled off of me, his softening cock slipping out of my ass. He slid his body back up to the head of the bed and laid his head on the pillow. I scooted up to join him. We were both on our backs, just breathing hard and enjoying the glow. After a few minutes we had both calmed down and I think we were both on the edge of exhaustion. I lifted my body up and slid the bed covers down and he got the idea, lifting his body up at the same time. We got in under the covers. I reached over and turned the lamp off on the nightstand, rolled onto my side and put my arm over his chest. He murmured softly. I lifted my head up and looked over his sexy body at the clock. It was ten fifteen. We'd been at this for more than three and a half hours; holy crap. I don't think I can manage this on a daily basis, but it seemed just right this time. I took my finger and lifted his chin to me for a kiss. I looked into his eyes for a second, then leaned down and kissed him softly.

"I love you, Jacob. Sweet dreams, baby."

"I love you too... Goodnight baby..."

He rolled over onto his side and I slid up behind him and wrapped my arm over his chest, nuzzling into the back of his head. We were both asleep in minutes.

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