Date: Tue, 20 Mar 2018 11:29:18 +0000 From: Bill Drake Subject: Naval Tradition ch. 35 Naval Tradition Bill Drake (billdrake@hotmail.com) NOTICE: THE FOLLOWING IS FOR ADULTS ONLY. It is gay erotic fiction explicitly depicting sexual acts between male relatives. If that offends or disturbs you, read no further. If not, sit back, unzip, pull it out, and enjoy. For more of my stories, see the Prolific Authors page here at Nifty archive. Thanks to all the great work that the Nifty Archive does. Please consider supporting them with a donation. 35 Salem, Virginia Spring 2007 I'd been secretly hoping to leapfrog my way to AA ball for my second year, but I'd been assigned to the high-A club in the western part of Virginia. The negative was that my ability wasn't as good as I'd imagined it to be in the off season. The positive was that I was fairly close to Sean, and Dad was a reasonable drive to pop over to my games, too. Sean came for a couple of weekends in April, and it was awesome to see him. I did my best to keep it cool, I think because I was worried that my relationship with him would show publicly somehow. But behind closed doors the sex was welcome, overdue even. After seeing so much of Sean in January and then heading off to spring training camp and being away from him, well, that was tough. The Avalanche had a free day in the schedule in early May and Sean was making his way up. "I thought we'd go camping," he said over the phone. "You know, get away from civilization for a day." That was one advantage of where I was: the proximity to the national forest. Sean took care of the details, including equipment, provisions, and packing. So on Sunday after my afternoon game we were taking off. The first day's hike was short since we wanted to get set up before sunset. We cooked our food and enjoyed sipping our whiskey around the fire when Sean broke the news. "I'm being deployed again, Big Guy," he announced. "Fuck!" I groaned. "I knew this was coming, but man..." He nodded solemnly. It was reality and I'm sure he was used to it in a way. But our dating made it tougher. "When?" I asked. "In three weeks. I'll be gone nine months this time. I've been too afraid to tell you." That took me aback. "Afraid? Why?" "That you'd be upset. Or mad at me." "Why the fuck would I be mad at you?" Sean was normally so level-headed I wasn't sure where this was coming from. He seemed sheepish. "I dunno. For leaving. I don't wanna, Jim." "Shit, I know. It is what is is." I was bummed out, and I could see that Sean was trying to avoid this very reaction. Spoiling the mood with the news. "What day do you go?" "The 25th. Maybe I can come visit one more time, I'm not sure. I thought the camping would be a way to make sure we had some time together before..." "I'm glad we're here, Sean," I said. Damn, I was feeling gloomy, and I felt bad for feeling that way. There wasn't too much more to say, so we made small talk as we ate and got a nice buzz. I put out the fire while Sean prepared the sleeping bags. His body felt great nude against mine. Every absence made me pine for him all that much more, and we slowly made out and writhed against one another. My nerves felt alive, even tingly, as our bodies pressed against each other. "I feel like I can come just like this," I said as we humped one another. "Why don't you?" Sean asked, himself turned on by our mutual embrace. "Yeah?" I asked. "I'm not sure I can." "If you want, let loose." I rolled on top of Sean's big muscular body and started making out more feverishly with him, thrusting my cock against his stomach. It felt frustrating to want to come so bad and not be able to. But then something clicked and I could feel it. I was going to nut if I kept humping. So I did. I didn't announce it but I started moaning into our kiss and all of a sudden I was spraying my seed between our heaving bellies. "Fuck," I hissed as I pulled back, feeling the aftershocks of my orgasm. Sean had an impatient look on his face. "Think you can blow me, Jim?" His voice was soft yet urgent. I nodded and leaned forward, taking the man's hard prick in my mouth and tasting my own cum in the process. His dick felt magnificent in my mouth. Sean's hung pretty well, not my size, but he has a nice long cock. At that moment, his cock was superhard and the veins practically throbbed. I sucked him at a fast pace and that seemed to do the trick. Pretty quick, he was spurting his seed into my mouth. "Love you," I said, resting on top of his supine body. "Love you, too, Jim." The sex improved my mood and we stayed up for another hour, talking in the dark. ***** The next day we did a moderate hike to our next campsite and this time it took us past some frickin' amazing scenery. Sean seemed to like to share his love for hiking with me, and I have to admit it was rubbing off on me. As we ate dinner that evening, we enjoyed some perfect early summer warm weather. "This is probably more fun when it's warm like this than when it's cold or rainy," I observed. "True," Sean said, "But you learn to be prepared for the elements. Within reason." He poured me some more bourbon. We had a decent bit left in the bottle but probably were going to polish it off that night. "You gonna email me regularly when I'm deployed?" Sean asked out of the blue. "What do you think?" He ignored my annoyed tone. "Just don't send a Dear John letter. If you meet another guy, wait till I'm back to tell me in person." "There's not going to be another guy and there's not going to be a Dear John letter. Jesus." "Nine months is a long time." "Yes it is." I shook my head like he was crazy to be thinking I was going to stray. "I have a favor to ask." "Anything." "You don't know what it is." "Doesn't matter. I said anything and meant it." "I want you to get a passport." "That's it?" Surprised. "Yes. If it works with your schedule, I want to take you on a trip when I'm done. The two of us." "This sounds like more of a favor to me," I said. "So you'll do it? I'll pay the fee." "Of course I'll do it. Next week. And you don't have to pay." I lived on breadcrumbs practically playing single-A ball, but I had a savings account with a little money. ***** If I thought Sean was being weird during dinner, I could tell something was really on his mind as we crawled into the tent. Particularly as we embraced, I could feel his body shaking nervously. "Man, Sean, what is it?" I was starting to get worried. "I want you to... I... will you fuck me tonight, Jim?" I let the words sink in, not quite believing I heard them. "You want me to fuck you." Repeating as if to clarify. "Before I head off, I want to give that to you. And to see what it's like." I was going to tell him he didn't have to do that, but I figured he knew that. Besides, selfishly I was very into the idea of topping my man. My hands started traveling down his muscular back, finally resting on his meaty buns, which were not super hairy but had a nice coating of fur. Sean has a great ass, more of a top ass than a bubble butt but it was all the more enticing to me for that. I realized the implications of what he said, though. "You've done it before, though, right?" He shook his head. "Nope. Being a top just came naturally to me, and then part of me was scared to try anything else." "Jesus," I whispered, as my fingers toyed with the hairs in his crack. I pushed further to the forbidden fruit of my man's cherry pucker. It turned me on to run my digit along the tightness of his ring. It was beyond tight, it was a closed knot daring me to enter. As I pressed against him, I felt his body shiver and quake. His nerves were growing by the minute. Fuck! I thought. "Chief.... we don't gotta." Sean kissed me, softly, and I got the sense he was trying to calm his nerves. I kissed back with all the slow, building passion I could show, and caressed his chest. Leaving his ass alone for the moment. "You want this, Jim, right?" His voice was low and deep. "Fuck yeah, I want this, Sean," I said. "Bad. But not if you're going to hate every second of it." Sean gave me a heavy look of love and lust and reached down to my cock. Taking me into his hand he began exploring my length and width. I could tell what he was thinking, that I was a big one for his first time. "God, you're fucking huge Jim." "You like my dick, though," I observed. Sean nodded. "Yeah, it's hot." He started stroking me. "My big-dicked boyfriend." I was getting so fucking horny by then. I didn't want to force Sean, but I really wanted in his hole. "Chief, I'll go easy on you, I promise." I started kissing along his neck, making the man moan. "I'll make you feel good, too." Sean pulled my head up so we looked at each other, six inches apart. He nodded. "OK. You better take it slow, though, Big Guy," he said bravely. "Remember, I can kick your ass." "That's what makes this so fucking hot," I winked. "Don't worry, Chief, I'll sure as hell go easier on you than you ever did on me." "That's what I'm worried about," he groaned. I took it slow, too. Honestly this was the longest make out session Sean and I had ever done. Kissing between my bouts of exploring his body with my hands and my mouth. Writhing our bodies against one another before I scooted down and started sucking his cock. Lovingly, slowly, not working him to completion but just turning him on. I continued to his balls. Sean has an amazing set of nuts, large plums hanging in a ballsac he kept shaved smooth in order to enjoy the sensation of my tongue. It was time to venture lower. I nudged the man's beefy legs up and he complied, raising them as I licked my way down. "Oh fucking God!" he growled as my tongue started circling his ring. I'd rimmed Sean before, sure, but we didn't do it nearly enough. And since he was always top it was usually him centered on rimming my hole. But now I gave his ass my undivided attention, making love to it, working up his pleasure with my tongue. I wouldn't say the ring opened up in the slightest, but it relaxed. And it occurred to me: holy fuck, Sean's a virgin and I'm about to take his cherry. The insanely hot idea fueled my determination to do him right. I seemed to be doing something right. Sean hiked his ass up, pressing his hole against my mouth as his hand reached down to hold my head and guide me around my rim job. Leave it to Sean to be a pushy bottom, but I was loving that he was getting turned on by this. I lubed up my fingers and pressed one in. Tight as a vice but the pucker gave way to me. "Easy, man," Sean hissed as he leaned back and got used to his first finger. I looked at how magnificent he looked, his 43 year old body muscled with bulging, sinewed brawn from head to toe, his stomach trim... not 6-pack popping trim but he had no belly to hide his strong core muscle. While his stomach had a nice treasure trail and a fan of fur, Sean had stopped trimming his chest hair and the result was a super hairy upper body starting to show stray silver strands amid the fur. I added a second finger. "You're so hot, Chief," I groaned and started an achingly slow finger fuck motion in and out of his hole, applying more lube in stages. Sean finally nodded. "Another." He barely had to say it before I slipped a third digit in him. Sean let out a deep breath and closed his eyes. I held steady for a second then resumed alternating between a twisting motion and an in-and-out motion. He was starting to get used to it, and I could feel his hole relax. Given my thickness, I decided he needed another finger to get ready. "Oooof," he grunted. He looked up at me, an exasperated look on his face. "You're gonna owe me big time, Jim." "Sure, Chief," I said. It was Sean being Sean. Stubborn and proud. I was super horny now, kneeling between Sean's spread legs and opening him up. I now alternated between deep intrusion with my fingers and fisting my own cock, applying the lube to both. My man was going to need it real wet for his first time. And while I normally didn't like it too slick, preferring more friction, I had a feeling it wouldn't take me too long to come inside Sean, not matter how wetted down my cock and his hole were. I finally scooted up. "Just the tip, Chief," I announced, not wanting him to seize up in anticipation of my dick. I held it there, buried just inside the indentation of his ring. I ran my hands all over his torso, getting some of the lube on his cock, too, and massaging the length. I pushed my hips forward with enough force to enter past Sean's ring. "God, Fuck!" he exclaimed, clearly not ready for the discomfort and holding on to my hips all of a sudden to stop my entry. "Shit!" When he started to push me off, I grabbed his arms and jerked them off me. "Just a second, Sean. Let me hold it right here. You'll get used to it." He gave me a glare but complied. "The entry's the hardest part, I swear." I was now rubbing his thighs in a slow caress while my cock jerked excitedly. Despite the slow deflowering, or maybe because of it, I was so turned on. "I can't believe you let me do this to you," he said gruffly, but after a minute I felt him relax a little and I pushed in a couple of inches. "Aw, easy, easy, Jim." I stopped and looked him dead in the eye. "I want you to do something for me, Chief." "More than I'm doing now?" he replied snippily. "Yes, you stubborn bastard, more than you're doing now." I felt Sean letting his head get in the way of this and I was starting to move from concerned to annoyed. My words could have easily meant the end of this experiment, but he sucked up his pride and gave me a brief reply. "All right. What?" I ran my hands along his body in a slow, rhythmic fashion. "You've been expecting you're going to hate this," I said. "Focus in your mind about really enjoying sex. Really wanting my dick." "Wanting your dick," he repeated. "Yeah, my dick." I pulled out a little and gave small minithrusts higher up in his hole, then I pushed forward again. Not all the way, just maybe a half inch to an inch further, and I held it there, a half second before I pulled back and repeated. Going just a smidge further this time. His ass felt incredible against my bone and it took my willpower not to go faster, but I knew I had to fuck Sean right. "See?" I said, as the tightness went from death-grip to simply snug, and as I could see Sean starting to enjoy the novelty of the sensation. "God, you got a big dick, Jim." "You like that dick. My cock." I pushed in again. "Oh fuck, yeah, I do," he admitted. I was glad now for the extra lubricant, both to ease the way and to keep me from coming right away. I thrust slowly and steadily into him, and all of a sudden Sean's guts released their grip and I sailed straight in. Pressing my balls against his hairy ass. "Holy fuck, that's hot." Not my words, but Sean's as he leaned back and looked up excitedly at me leaning above him. Fucking into him. "Got your cherry, chief," I boasted. I pulled back and pumped into him again, deep and slow. He moaned but the discomfort was gone. Sean's prick had retreated some during the penetration but was rock hard now, and leaking. "Jimmy's gonna fuck his Daddy right, isn't he?" Those words added fuel to my already smoldering fire. "Yes, sir. Gonna fuck my daddy good." I pushed in once more. "Make him love it." Sean reached up and touched my cheek affectionately. "Damn. My horse hung Jimmy. Fuck me, Big Guy." I went faster now, surer that Sean could take it. He did, growling excitedly as we locked eyes. "God, I don't know what you're doing inside me but I wanna come so fucking bad," he growled. It was actively trying to hold off nutting now, determined to make this first time topping Sean last. "Go ahead, Chief, get off. Stroke off with my big fucking dick in you." He grabbed his hardon and started a steady stroke. His groans were getting louder. "Feeling it, Sean?" I asked pointedly, driving my dick in and out of him steadily. "Your ass singing yet?" "Oh yeah, man. Fuck me, Jimmy." He jerked faster. "Harder, man!" I stared fucking faster and harder. "Harder!" he repeated and now I was pummeling his once-cherry hole. And Sean, my big tough NCO, was taking it. "I'm gonna come Sean," I huffed, right on the brink. "Right in your virgin ass." I don't know if it was my words or my dick. But Sean's cock erupted in the biggest load I'd ever seen him blow. Huge ropes of his soldier semen shooting all over his hairy chest, just as my own jizz pumped into him. We didn't always shoot at the same time, it was still a hard trick to pull off. But our mutually timed orgasm this time felt just perfect, and the perfect way to end my first time topping Sean. We didn't have a washcloth or bathroom handy so I slowly pulled out and started licking off Sean's sperm from his hairy bod, tasting and slurping the seed. Sean just lay there passive, catching his breath and unable or unwilling to move. I finally made my way up to his face and kissed him, the sperm still on my lips. He met my mouth with a soft kiss. I lay on top of him, holding my weight a little to keep from crushing him, but still maintaining my position on top. "Well?" I prompted. "Don't let this go to your head, Big Guy," Sean drawled, "but you know how to break a guy in." I gave him a soft peck and leaned back up. "Of course I'm gonna let it go to my head. That's what makes topping so fun." Sean laughed, and I was glad he was able to relax after our tables turned. I continued, "And no offense, but you took a lot of work, Chief." He reached around and patted my ass. "Gotta make my man work for it." We made out a little. "Seriously, Sean," I said. "I'm really fucking glad we did that. Thanks." Not only was topping Sean one of the hottest experiences in my life, but I also felt a relief that our ongoing tension had been resolved. "I'm glad we did it, too. Probably overdue." "Why did you decide to let me fuck you?" I asked. He bit his lip thoughtfully and then said, "You never know what can happen on deployment. I wanted to give that to you... you know, in case..." "Oh Chief," I said. "Are you gonna make me lose it?" I was nearly the verge of tears. Sean pulled me to him in a tight embrace as he wrapped his arms around me. "Nah, Jim. This was awesome. I'm glad I let myself do it." He patted me as we hugged it out. "You're an amazing top," he said. We held each other silently for a while, then I decided I should roll off him. "I gotta ask," I started. "What's up with the Jimmy thing?" Sean had called me that occasionally, but usually in the heat of sex, which was when Sean usually said whatever crazy stuff that came to his head. "I don't know. I just like having a nickname for you that's ours. I take it you never went by Jimmy?" "No, always Jim, though Dad had a couple of nicknames for me growing up. Jimbo and Slugger." "Slugger?" Sean looked like he going to laugh but held himself. "It's kind of funny, I suppose," I felt self-conscious all of a sudden. "But it's always been our thing. He still calls me that." Sean wiped the smirk from his face, and said, "Well, I guess I want something like that with you. Something only I call you. But I can knock it off with Jimmy if it bugs you." "It's fine, I guess," I said. "I just never thought of myself as Jimmy." He got a smirk. "I think I like it cause it feels like you're my boy. My hot Daddy's boy." I smiled. "In that case, sir, Jimmy it is. At your assfucking service." Sean gave me a playful punch in the arm. "You're going to be insufferable now, aren't you, squirt?" I laughed. "Hey man, it's my big night, let me have my fun." He gave a play expression of defeat. "All right, Jimmy boy. But next time Daddy's in charge, hear?" ***** The hike back to our car the next day was a little melancholy and a lot silent. Maybe this would be our last few hours together in nine months. Maybe forever, I reflected with dread, trying to push the thought out of my head that Sean might not return. It was too much to even contemplate. As we tossed our bags in the trunk, Sean broke the silence. "So... am I making a Nature's Boy out of you, Big Guy?" I smiled. "Seems so. I'm afraid I don't have much to introduce you to." Sometimes I felt self conscious about being so much younger than Sean and having much less life experience. "Is it all right if I make a confession?" Sean said as we got into the car. "Sure." "I always thought baseball was boring as shit before I met you." It was another one of those outrageous Sean statements, the kind of thing that would piss you off if any other guy said, but not Sean. I laughed. "You better not think it's boring now." "No sireee," he drawled in his south Georgia accent. "And not just when you're playing Hot Stuff. I've been watching all the Astros games. I figure I better learn more about the team my man's going to play for." I demurred. "We'll see." It was my big dream of course, but also realistically somewhere between a long shot and a tough climb. It wasn't a long drive back to Roanoke and Sean clearly had something he wanted to say before he dropped me off. "Jim, I want you to think about what I've said before, about finding some no-strings fun. Nine months is a long time to go without sex." I hoped this wasn't going to be another argument but I kept my calm. "Come on, Sean. You're laying your life on the line over there, I'm not going to be chasing other guys." I think my answer pleased him but he still acted stubborn. "I signed up for the Army, you didn't." "I signed up for you. That's all that matters." I'd never seen Sean cry or come anywhere close to it, but at that moment his eyes were tearing up and his voice cracked. "That means a lot, Big Guy." He composed himself a little as he drove. "Just promise me you're not going to be too brave. I've seen wives and boyfriends and girlfriends act like they can handle anything only to break down." "I guess I won't know how brave I am until it happens, will I?" He looked at me lovingly. "You'll be great, Jim. Just... if gets too much emotionally, find someone to talk to about it. And I guess I'm saying if you get too lonely, I wouldn't blame you if something happened with somebody. Don't tell me until I'm back in the States, but I do want to know if something happens." "God, Sean, I'm practically a monk during baseball season. If it wasn't for these visits...." "I know," he admitted. "I think we have a leg up in dealing with this, you know being used to being apart. It's just different with deployment." I think the whole weekend I'd been dreading this moment. The goodbye, the actual acknowledgment of what deployment meant. But now that we were talking freely about it, I found I could embrace my fear of this. Yeah, it sucked, but I felt like I could man up and face this reality. I was 23 and growing up crazy fast, I thought. I just hoped I could continue to be the man Sean needed me to be.