Date: Tue, 1 Feb 2005 04:37:12 EST
From: troy161@hotmail.com
Subject: Wilderness Park

We moved across town just before my eighteenth birthday which was
a good excuse not to have a party.  It wasn't a move up for us but it was
what we could afford.  I knew my mom felt bad about it but I sort of liked the
place after I went through it.  It was located on a curved street that followed
the bend of the small river below.  There was no yard.  The front door was
right on the sidewalk, people walking by could see right in the windows if the
curtains weren't closed.  Behind us was a steep, heavily wooded slope down to
the wilderness park that ran along the river. It was strictly wilderness. No
ball fields or playground equipment; just a long wide space that was kept mowed
for people who came to go fishing; or for other reasons as I would learn later.
My room was on the second floor in back, overlooking the woods.
Actually, I was practically right up in the tree tops.  I could sit in my
room or out on the small balcony and watch squirrels right outside my window. Mom
said the glass sliding doors would have to be covered over for safety reasons
but I convinced her to let me keep it open.  It was so high up it would take
a monkey to get up there and I promised I would keep the door looked at night
or when I wasn't out there. On moving day I was anxious to go exploring down
in the woods and my mom was going to let me till my uncle piped up.
"He shouldn't be going down there," he told her.
"Why not?" I asked.
He ignored me and looked at my mom.  "Just trust me, its not place for a kid
to be hanging out," he said.  So the park was put off limits, just like that,
on the word of my uncle that I didn't understand.  Not that it would have done
any good if he'd explained why.  The result would most certainly have been
the same.
I was a few days from eighteen and had my license for awhile but nothing to
drive.  My uncle would let me drive his pickup with him along but he wouldn't
let me borrow it.  So my social life had little hope of developing beyond
childhood.  My friends were across town a world away, most of them didn't have cars
either. And I would be starting a new school. Girls were a casual thing
anyway without a car. Now I had to start all over making new friends and meeting
girls.
I was never a jock but I was in damned good shape.  Lifting weights in school
had put more muscle on me than most guys my age.  I liked to run and ride my
bike so I was lean.  I was long-waisted so I had dam near a twelve-pack of abs
and they were tight as a drum.  I thought I was a good catch if just the
right girl would come along and notice.  Not much chance of the right girl in that
neighborhood with nothing but wilderness behind us.  Like I said, it wasn't a
move up.
The fact that the park was off limits only made it more certain that I would
go down there.  If there was some reason why I shouldn't then it was good
enough reason why I would go.  The first half dozen times I left the house to go
running or on my bike my mom reminded me to stay away from the park.  Then she
didn't remind me any more.  She thought it was engrained in my mind, which it
was, but only as a nagging reminder that I had to go there.
One evening she was going to a church meeting, a social or something at a
nearby church she'd joined and I was going to be left alone.  I put on my running
shorts and jockstrap and running shoes to go running.
"I know, stay away from the park," I said first.  But it was exactly where I
was going.  I took off running a little ways till I figured Mom was well out
of sight.  Then I ran back, ducked between the two apartment buildings and
found my way to some steps leading down the steep slope.  I wondered, if it was
such a bad place, why had they built steps to get there?  I went down the three
flights to a ramp leading down the side of the slope in the trees.  Near the
bottom of the ramp I got the surprise of my life.  It was almost dusk but I
could see, hidden back in a small clearing in the thick brush and trees, a guy
down on his knees in front of another guy who was leaning back against the tree
with his shorts and jeans down to his knees and the guy was sucking his cock!
 I was stunned into a frozen stance. I knew my eyes must have bugged out.
The guy saw me and without missing a stroke with his mouth, waved me to come
into the clearing with them.  I did, with great caution, as it came to me that
this was the reason I was forbidden to come to the park.
I ducked through the thick limbs and moved closer.  I could hear the wet
slippery sounds of the man's mouth moving on the guy's cock. The man leaning
against the tree waved me to come closer.  When I was close enough the guy on his
knees put his hand around the back of my thigh.  Before I could stumble to
balance on both feet he was running his hand up inside the leg of my shorts,
feeling my butt.  He let the guy's cock go and it throbbed and bobbed up and down
like it was angry.
"Nice butt," he said.
The other guy reached out and squeezed my chest.
"Nice pecs, too."
The kneeling guy hand was around front now inside my shorts, groping the
front of my jockstrap.
"Nice package!!" he exclaimed.  Then he swiveled on his knees more facing me
and hooked his fingers in the waistband of my shorts.  He was going to pull
my shorts and jockstrap down!  I stood there watching him do it, baring my
lower belly, then the hair came into view then my cock was being exposed and so
was my butt.  I could feel the night air on my butt. My cock, pretty well
fluffed up by now, finally flipped free and almost hit the guy in the face.
"Fuck!  Hell, you're bigger than I am!" the standing guy said, his eyes wide.
I guess I was.  I knew I was big, compared to other guys at school but I'd
never been compared with a grown man before and these guys were impressed.  So
was I.  My cock was a good inch longer than his.
The kneeling man wrapped his hand around my cock and began pulling on it,
milking it.
"My Godd, how did you grow this thing at your age?  How old are
you?"
          "Just turned eighteen," I said.
"Mannn, just barely legal."
He was pulling on my balls too, and that felt good.  My cock grew to its full
size in a matter of second...nine inches...and I was thick.
"Holy Shit.  Beautiful!  I can barely get my hand around it."
"Try your mouth," the other gut said. "I wanta see you take him."
The guy flicked his tongue out and licked the precome that was oozing out of
the piss slit.  Then he slid his lips around my cock.
"HHuunnnnnn," I gasped with the most rewarding sensation I'd ever
experienced.  I was a virgin, though, so I didn't even know what pussy felt like.  He
moved his mouth up and down my cock a few times then went all the way down on
it; right up to the hairs.  He swallowed my cock right down his throat!  I couldn
't believe it. I choked on my outcry.  I couldn't even moan. He had his
tongue out under the base of my cock, lapping at my balls while I was trying to
force air in or out of my lungs so I could breath.  I'd never felt anything so
incredible in my life; never even imagined it.  I knew clearly why I wasn't
supposed to be there, and knew that I would be, every chance I got.
He sucked my cock and forced it into the tight confines of his throat and I
imagined it was what a girl's pussy must feel like.  I would later discover how
wrong I was on that.  The other guy took my right hand and put it on the back
of the man's head.
"He likes to be forced," he said.  "Fuck his mouth.  Ram that big
cock down his throat."
I put my other hand on his head and gave him what he liked.  He put his hands
behind his back like a slave and squealed and whinnied around my cock as I
long-cocked his mouth, plunging all nine inches down his throat each time. I was
so damned excited I couldn't see straight. I didn't know how the hell he was
managing to swallow anything so big. Adding to my excitement was the standing
guy playing with my butt, smoothing his hand over the muscles, squeezing
them, digging his fingers between them. Then he wet his finger and before I
realized what he was going to do he shoved his fingers deep in the crack and
explored till he found my hole and rubbed it a little. I jumped when he first touched
my asshole, it was a little too weird, but I quickly settled and it felt
 sort of good. Still weird but good.
I had no concept of anything except my own pleasure.  It didn't mater what,
if anything, either of these guys were getting out of it.  They were there to
pleasure me; the moment was their destiny in life.  Somewhere in the haze it
dawned on me that it had to end; I wouldn't last forever and I didn't want to.
The end meant shooting my load and my cock was in this guy's mouth and I didn'
t know what I was supposed to do, pull out or what, or just warm him.  I didn'
t do either.  I just let it build up and let nature take its course.  He was
the one with all the experience, he would know what to do.  I kept tightening
my asshole to hold it off but I knew it was a losing battle and I wasn't going
to mind losing it.  I think the guy knew I was getting close but he wasn't
panicking or anything so neither did I.  I kept fucking his face, his mouth, his
throat, feeding him my big cock like a food pantry feeding the hungry.  When
it was no use I laid my head back and closed my eyes and let it go.  The stuff
gushed up through my cock with such force it felt like my hips lurched
backwards.  Then I started coming.  Really coming.  The guy groaned and choked as I
shot deep in his throat. I tried to hold my cock in deep but he fought to move
back a few inches, choking and gagging.
 "Fuck, kid, you're drowning him."
 The guy held on till I was about done.  His mouth was full of my come. I
could feel it swirling around the head.  It was the most intense come I'd ever
had. Finally the guy couldn't take anymore and he got off of my cock, coughing
come out of his mouth and nose.  My cock swung free, still rubber-hard, still
pulsing, my nuts still churning like they didn't know I was dry.  A big rope of
come drained out of my cock and clung to the slit and the guy dove for it
before it fell.  He slurped it up and swallowed it like I realized he'd done with
my entire load. Fuck, it was hot, knowing that my load was down in the guy's
stomach. I teetered on shaky legs and the other guy grabbed my arm to steady
me.
"You okay, kid?"
"Yeah," I said, breathlessly.
"My God, you come like a horse!  I never had a grown man shoot that much come.
"
"Yeah, I do come a lot," I said
"That was like a natural disaster; a flood...a volcano."
As I was pulling up my jockstrap and shorts the guy leaned in for one
last taste of my cock.
"You are incredible.  Can we meet again?"
"Sure. Anytime," I said.
"I'm down here about every day at this time, but sometimes I go back to the
woods," he said.
My legs barely got me back up the steep stairs.  I was in bed reading when
mom came in to see that I was home.  I couldn't sleep.  There was a whole new
world suddenly opened up to me and I couldn't wait to explore it. There was
action back in the woods, too, from what the guy had said. That was my next
destination.  I didn't wait till evening the next day.  I was too anxious and I was
sure that guy wasn't the only one who frequented the woods.
I had to go help my uncle with some stuff in the morning but after we were
done and he bought my lunch and dropped me off home and I headed down to the
park.  I turned off the stairs and headed for the woods instead of going down the
ramp.  I stayed under cover of the thick trees that followed the woods,
around the edge of the park till I got to the big woods in back. I was surprised to
see so many guys there.  They stood around like sentries posted in the tall
grass and brush and weeds. There was a keen interest in my arrival. I waded
through the brush till I came to a path. I took the path past several guys like I
knew where I was going, went in under an old bridge trellis that was
crumbling down. I passed two guys real close, one of them groping himself.
"Hey, kid," one said.
"Hi," I said, but I went on up the path.  I had no idea where I was gong but
I acted like I did.  I turned onto another path and saw several guys coming
up the path behind me.  Up ahead I could make out, barely, two more figures,
mostly hidden by the trees and brush. They were standing face to face and I
couldn't see any sign of clothes on either of them.  I veered off the path and
moved in closer, still hidden by the weeds. Close, I saw that they were naked
except for their work boots and socks and one of them had on a baseball cap.  One
guy was pulling on the other guy's hard cock. I got close, about nine yards
away and they saw me. They weren't the least bit startled.  They waved me over.
 I went through the weeds and stood with them, but out of reach.  They both
waved me closer.  I  move in and one of them started groping my shorts, the
other one my butt.
"Goddam, feel this," one sad to the other as he felt my cock.  The other
guy felt me up too.
"Holy Shit! Let's get this thing out and have a look."
While one guy pushed my shorts and jock strap down the other man pulled my
shirt off over my head.  I was naked, too, except for my running shoes and socks.
"Holy Fuck, you've got a cock on you!  Not to mention a body." He leaned in
and gobbled my cock.  He sucked me for a minute then told his friend, "Come
on, there's plenty of cock here for both of us."  Then they both went to work
on me.  They both had their mouths on my cock, sort of kissing each other and
lashing their tongues together as they sucked me then they would alternate
between my cock and my balls.
The other men who had come up the path kept a respectable distance,
ten-twenty yards, and just watched while they jacked off.  Being totally naked turned
me on and I didn't last as long as I wanted to.  At their request I shot my
load all over their faces.  I sprayed them with my whitewash.  Then they licked
and kissed my come off of each other I couldn't decide it that was hot or sick.
I set a goal to go to the park every day.  I found I could get sucked off  by
about any time of day by anybody I wanted to. A couple of guys tried to get
me to suck them but I wouldn't do it.  Another guy, big like a trucker, wanted
me to fuck him. He was so sure of getting fucked that he had his ass already
lubed up and he took out a little brown bottle that I recognized as poppers.  I'
d never used the stuff but I knew what it was.  He bent over, leaning his
shoulder against a tree and handed me the bottle. I was curious but I didn't want
to try it then and there.  I told him no, not this time, but I kept the
bottle.
"Can I keep this?" I asked.  "I'll try it at home and meet you back down
here and maybe I'll do it."
          "Friday," he said.
"Same time?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"Okay, I'll be here."
I tried the poppers that night in my room.  I breathed the vapors in each
nostril like I'd seen the trucker do and waited.  I didn't have to wait
long; a matter of seconds. It felt the top of my head was going to blow off and my
brain might spin out of my skull as the warm feeling flooded all through me.
It was like a tingling feeling.  There was also a buzz down between my legs,
way back in my ass and I did the only thing a teenager would think to do; I
grabbed my cock.  Shit, it was getting hard so fast. I took a couple more doses
while I jacked off, till I shot my load all over the place; me, the bed, even
hit the wall.  It was intense.  And powerful. I wish I'd shot it in somebody'
s mouth.
I kept my pledge go to the park every day, and then some.  I started going
down twice a day.  There were different guys there at different times of the
day.  I was sure I was getting more sex than any eighteen-year-old in town. I
couldn't believe how blatant it was, guys running around naked and having sex out
in the open, right in a public park in a town of 38,000 people.  I wondered
what would happen if the cops drove back there.  Nobody seemed to worry about
that, so neither did I.
I loved the attention and being naked got it.  Early on I got real picky,
though.  There were a lot of truly dirty old men who hung out at the park.  I
chose the younger of them, who were clean and smelled good.
I went down at the appointed time on Friday to meet the trucker.  Not that I
was going to fuck him but I wanted to give him his poppers back.  He didn't
show up.  There was another guy getting fucked on a blanket in the bushes,
though, so I moved in closer to watch.  It was hard to tell at first whether the
guy was in pain or pleasure but it soon became apparent that he was loving the
big cock pounding his as. He was naked, turned up nearly in half, holding his
legs against his chest as the other guy, his jeans and shorts down around his
ankles, plunged his cock in the poor guy's ass.  I wondered how it felt, from
both sides, how it would feel to pound the guy with my cock which was bigger
than the one he was taking.  I watched till the guy getting fucked went off all
over himself then the fucker obviously shot off in the guy's ass.  I watched
as the guy pulled his cock out.  I was surprised it came out clean.  The guy
got up and pulled his shorts and jeans.
"You want some of that, go ahead," he said as he stuffed his slick cock
into his shorts.
The guy kept his legs pulled up, offering his ass to me. His hole still wide
open, clenching at the air and come was running out.  It was hot but not quite
a turn-on for me so I told him no.  The guy let his legs down but didn't get
up.  He was waiting to see if there were any other takers.
I left, close behind the fucker, and he told the other guys along the path
that the guy on the blanket was waiting for more cock.  I hate to admit that I
was getting more and more curious fucking; about my own ass...why it felt so
good when guys squeezed my butt or rubbed my asshole with their fingers, and one
guy actually worked his finger through the hole and it didn't hurt all that
much.  Then one day one of them took me to the next step.  That was the day I
took a blanket with me.  I didn't know why exactly, but I was feeling real brave
and bold.  I tossed the blanket over the balcony in a plastic bag and hid it
in the bushes. Next day I got it and headed down the stairs and made my way
through the trees back to the woods. I still didn't feel comfortable walking
through the park out in the open.
     Back in the woods I took the path under the bridge trestle and on back
to the real thick wilderness where all the bold action took place; where guys
got naked.  It was early morning and I wanted to see if any new or different
guys came around that early, maybe on their way to work.  I didn't see anybody.
The place was deserted.  I went to one of the trampled clearings off the path
and spread the blanket out on the grass between two big logs where trees had
fallen long ago.  Then I took off my clothes, down to my sneakers and socks
and baseball cap.  I stretched out on the blanket naked and it was quiet and
peaceful, almost serene, lying there looking up through the trees at the early
morning sky and listening to the birds.  For a short while it was more peaceful
than sensual.  Then I heard the soft sounds of leaves being crushed underfoot
and twigs breaking.  Someone was coming. For all I knew it could be a cop.  A
chill ran through me but I didn't care enough to move.  I would just tell him
I was contemplating nature and didn't think it would hurt anybody if I was
naked so far back in the woods at that hour of the morning. I didn't look around
at first as I heard the leaves rustling where he was coming up on my spot.
Then I acted as if I'd just heard him and looked around.  He was standing right
beside the blanket.  It wasn't a cop.  It wasn't one of the guys I'd seen
before.
              "Hey," he said.
     "Hey," I said back. He was tall, broad shouldered, with a real dark tan
and a darker stubble of beard that made him look rugged.  He was sexy as
hell.  I let my eyes travel up his long thick thighs bulging against his jeans,
up to the well-rounded bulge he had packed in the crotch.  He had thick
forearms sticking out of his rolled up sleeves.  He was about thirty and good looking
in his rugged sort of way.  Odd, I thought, that I actually thought the guy
was sexy.  I'd never looked at a guy like that before.
     "How're you doing?" he asked.
"Okay. You?"
"Okay...now," he said as he dropped one hand down to his bulge. He stood
there gazing at my naked body.  "Shit, am I dreaming or what?" he remarked as he
began to absently unbutton his light flannel shirt.  A nice, neat mat of hair
showed on his thick pecs as the shirt opened up. "You look awful young to be
back here like that," he said.  "But that's a nice cock you've got there.
Nice build, too."
"Looks like you've got a nice one too," I said.  Shit, where did that come
from?  It sounded like I was coming on to the guy.  It's what he thought.
"You wanta see it?" he asked.
"Yeah, I guess, you've seen mine."
"It's pretty hard not to notice something that big on a kid your age."
     "You don't know my age," I said.
"Too young, I'm guessing.  Seventeen, maybe even sixteen."
              "Too young for what?"  I would let him guess my age.
"For what you're gonna find back here," he said.
     "What am I going to find?" I asked.
     He hesitated, shaking his head. "I don't know, kid, you look awfully
young.  In the face, that is.  You sure don't look young from the neck down."
"I'm eighteen," I said.  I didn't want him to leave. "I just turned
eighteen."
He opened his jeans and pulled them down about half way to his knees. His
thighs were massive with a glint of sun-bleacher hair, nicely tanned, and his
shorts bulged mightily.
     "This give you some idea what you're gonna find?" he asked. "But it's
obviously what you're looking for," he added.
     "You've got it backwards," I said.  I was feeling a little uneasy.
Thanks to the way I was acting, the guy had the wrong idea about me and if he
decided to act on it there wouldn't be much I could do about it.  He could easily
overpower me and make me do anything he wanted.
     "Have I?" he asked bravely as he pulled his shorts down.  His cock fell
heavily to its full length, thick and veiny.  It began to unfurl, getting
thicker and longer as he pulled on it.  Then he let go and put his hands on his
hips.  His cock gradually rose up to rubbery hardness, the veins filling up to
bulging, unlike the smoothness of my cock.  I had veins networked under the
sheath but his veins bulged like raised lines on a road map.  It scared the hell
out of me what was going through my mind; it was the closest I ever came to
wanting to try sucking a cock.  But I resisted.  If he forced me, well...I
waited to see what he was going to do.  I wasn't sure he still believed my age and
I was afraid he might put everything back and leave.  I sure didn't want him
to do that.  So help me, I was actually thinking that if he did make a move to
leave I would offer to suck his cock for him just too keep him there.
     He surprised me.  He dropped to his knees between my legs and took hold
of my cock.  It was already hard just looking at the guy; his touch sent it
bolting.
"It's okay, I go either way," he said as he pulled on my cock.  "I just
left the house from fucking my wife, but you are a fucking turn-on."
     I was still surprised when he leaned down and took my cock in his mouth.
 I let out a loud moan.  Godd, he was good.  It felt like he had two tongues
and his throat was like velvet.  I didn't understand how a big, good-looking
stud like him could leave his wife right after fucking her and go in search of
another guy.  But he wasn't new at it, he was able to take me all the way
down.  He was juicy too, slobbering and letting his spit run down over my balls.
He bought his other hand to my butt, rubbing his strong, thick fingers in the
crack. He found my hole and massaged it.  I let out a little whimper.
     "You like that?" he asked, probing gently.
              "Yes."
              "You ever been fucked?"
              "No."
          "Do you wanta be?"
          "No. I let guys eat my ass but I don't get fucked," I said.
     He smiled as he took my ankles and lifted my legs up high.  He bent me
in half so my butt was tilted up and fully spread and exposed.  I was scared
shitless. I didn't know if he was going to eat me or try to fuck me.  It could
go either way, I was pretty much helpless in the position I was in.
              "It looks edible all right, and fuckable," he said.
              "No," I said.
          "No?" he said with a belly-chuckle.  "What would you do if I drove
my cock right in this tight little ass of yours?"
"I d-don't...know," I stammered.
"Hey, just teasing you, kid.  I wouldn't do that unless you wanted me to."
With that he leaned down and buried his face in my butt. I muffled my outcry
with my forearm over my mouth.  His tongue was like two again, strong as his
fingers as he bore it through my hole.
"Hold your legs," he said.
I hugged my legs to my chest so he could have my ass.  He pulled my hole wide
open and buried his tongue inside, all the way.  I wanted to scream with
pleasure. He literally ate me out, gouged my asshole with his tongue.
"Are you sure you don't want to get fucked?" he asked.
     "No...No, please...I can't..."  I said.  Shit, I was begging?  Not a
good sign.  If I was pleading, even not to get fucked, that still meant I was
admitting that he was in charge and I half expected him to fuck me anyway.
"How about this way, then," he said as he probed my asshole with his finger.
 Not just the tip like other guys had done. He slowly shoved his finger in me
all the way to the first knuckle.
     "Ohhhhhh!"  I gasped in surprise.  Then he touched a spot that sent
chills through me.  "Awwwhhhhhhh!" I cried louder.
     "That feel good?"  he asked as he kept probing.
"AWWWW, Yesssss!"  I didn't know what he was touching, but it felt like a
drum the way he was tapping on it; it felt firm and soft at the same time.  I
likened it to a girl's clit although I didn't think guys had clits.
"Just think what it would feel like with my cock," he said.
              "No...please, I can't...please don't do it to me," I said.
          "I'm not going to force you," he said. "You gotta want it.  Which
you do. But you're scared."  He went back down on my cock and sucked me
while he fingered my ass.  I clawed at the blanket till I had it all rumpled up
and then I was clawing the grass, trying to hang onto my sanity.  In about a
minute, I shot my load.  Godd, it was so intense.  I shot all over myself and got
some on him.  It was in that moment that I realized that the feelings in my
ass had everything to do with my coming. I also realized that the guy was
jacking himself off.   I blinked when I saw him hunker up over me, fisting his cock.
     "No, don't...," I said, thinking he was going to force his cock in my
mouth.  But he didn't.  He just hunkered up over my lower parts and shot all
over my cock and balls and my lower abs.  His hot come felt wonderful.  I couldn'
t breath and I couldn't move my legs.  He let them rest on his shoulders.
"Wow, that was quite a load," he said as he backed away and got to his feet,
towering over me like a giant with his big cock swinging and dripping come. He
 milked it down and flicked the come off his finger. I landed with a soft
smack on some leaves.  "Listen, I get down here every week or so.  Do you want to
meet again about this time?  It's great this early when there's nobody else
around."
"I can meet any time you say, I get down here almost every day," I said.
"Be careful.  There are a lot of weirdos that come down here," he said.
"I know, I think I've met most of them," I said.
     "Friday, then?"
"Friday is fine."
After pulling up his shorts and tucking it all back in he started to walk
away, then he stopped.  "By the way, my name's Jason.  What' yours?"
"Dylan."
"See you, Dylan."
I didn't get back down to the park right away after that.  My brother, Jack,
came home on leave from the marines.  I was damned glad to see him but I didn'
t cry like my mother did.  Jack was always a jock-stud...I always admired him so
...but now he was a marine stud, and I admired him even more.  He was a man's
man; a man's marine.  We stayed up all night that first night he was home,
along with my uncle, listening to his marine stories.  I finally got sleepy and
went to bed.  I was dozed off when I heard Jack come in.
"You asleep?" he asked softly.
     "Not now," I said.
              "Sorry.  Mom said I would be bunking in here with you."
     "Yeah, I figure you would," I said as I moved over to make room for him
on the bed.  It was a regular-sized bed, not a queen or king, so it was going
to be pretty close quarters.  I watched him take off his clothes.  Godd, he
was nothing but solid muscle.  Shit, he looked like a GI Joe.
              "You sleeping naked?" he asked
"Yeah."
"Good."  He shoved his shorts down.  I got a glimpse at his cock and
he looked big.  I shivered at the thought of being naked in bed with him.  He
stepped out on the balcony. "Hey, this is neat, you've got your own private
balcony."
"Yeah, it's nice."
"You ever sleep out here and jack off under the stars?" he asked.     "No."
I didn't mean to sound indignant but his question surprised me.  I
surprised myself as well, for not having thought of it.  But then I didn't
need to jack off much these days.
"No, you don't sleep out here, or you don't jack off?" he asked.
"We both know that would be a lie," I said, laughing.
     "Do you want to sleep out here tonight?" Jack asked.
"Sure."
              We hauled the mattress out and made up a bed.  Jason tossed the
pillows out and we stretched out together.  We talked about everything in
general but mostly it was my questions about the marines.  I wanted to talk about
sex and the marines, two things that seemed to go together, but I didn't want
to be the one to steer the conversation in that direction. I didn't want
Jason to get the wrong idea about me.  But it happened quite by accident.
"Is there still good fishing down at the river?" he asked.
"I don't know, I don't fish much," I said.  "Anyway, I'm not allowed to go
down to the park."
"Why not?"
"Uncle Travis told my mom I shouldn't go down there and she won't
let me."
"Oh.  Well, they're probably right.  You've got no business down there.  If
you decide you wanta try anything like that, you come see me."
"Try what?" I asked.
"You don't know what goes on down there?"
 "I've heard...stories, jokes, mostly," I lied.
"It's no joke," he assured me.
     I wondered how he knew but I didn't ask.  "What were you talking about
that you would show me?"
There was a long thoughtful pause then he shoved his arm under my neck and
pulled me against him. It felt wonderful snuggled against his hard muscles.
"Maybe its time we had a talk, big brother to little brother," he said in a
low, husky tone.  "No...correction...just brother to brother.  You're not
little anymore.  Not by a long shot."
"Its okay, I don't mind being called your little brother," I said.
"Are you serious, you never jack off out here?" he asked
"No.  But then we haven't lived here very long," I said.
"One day...one night...would be enough time for me," he said. "Do you want
to?" he asked as he casually reached over and wrapped his hand around my cock.
I was so shocked my air constricted in my throat.  "Yeah...sure...I guess so,"
 I managed.
"You sound hesitant," he said as he let go of my cock and pulled on his
own a couple of times, pulled it up over his belly.  It stretched up toward
his
navel, no doubt it would reach well beyond by the time he was completely
hard.
"No, just surprised," I said. "I didn't think you still did that...being a
marine and all."
"You think marines don't get horny? Being a marine actually makes me more
horny," Jack said.
          "Oh, yeah?  Why?"
          "Just something about it.  It's like getting a shot of
testosterone every morning when you wake up in the barracks among all those other guys."
Then he cupped my balls.  "That's a big pair of balls you're sporting, too.
Do they work?"
"You're gonna find out," I said huskily.  Geezuss, I couldn't believe what
was happening, the way Jack was touching me.  Was he gay? Then he took hold of
my cock again. He leaned up on one elbow and watched his hand working up and
down my cock.
"Whew!  Where'd you get that thing, anyway?  Shit, I wasn't hung like that
when I was your age."
"Looks like you made up for it since," I said.
"Yeah, but this is it for me," he said, squeezing his own cock.  "You're
not done growing.  Fuck, you're gonna be a horse with one-two more inches on
that thing by the time you're done growing."
My cock did look about as big as his.
"I think we're about the same size," he observed with a hint of pride.
Yeah, I thought we were too and it made me proud as hell.  We were moving our
hands up and down our cocks in a slow, steady rhythm and I was so excited I
could hardly breathe that me and my brother were actually jerking off together.
 This was something I figured a lot of brothers did when they were young boys
but Jack and I never did.  Maybe it was because he was five years older than
me; I was only thirteen when he went into the Marines.
"Hey, do you want to change hands?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said, although I didn't know what the big deal was switching
hands.  But just as I switched from my left to my right hand I thought Jack was
about to reach over and I realized that's not what he meant.
"No, I meant switch our hands, yours to mine," he said.
"Oh. Okay."  Now I was really excited.  Jack was actually wrapping his big
hand around my stiff cock!  Fuck, it felt good.  I reached over and wrapped my
hand around his.  That felt good, too.  It felt wonderful.  Godd, even his
cock felt like a marine cock.  It was the first time I'd ever touched another guy
like that.
"We should've been doing this years ago," Jack said.
"Why didn't we?  Your hand feels really good," I said.
"So does yours.  But you were so young and innocent and I didn't want to
fuck up your head."
"I don't think jacking off fucks up anybody's head," I said.
"Yeah, but when I was eighteen you were only thirteen."
"My cock was pretty big at thirteen, and I could shoot since I was twelve,"
I said.
"I know, you were hung like a young pony, even back then, but I just didn't
know...I guess if I'd known you were able to come, I might have tried something
with you."
We jacked each other off and listened to the night noises all around us.  It
was nice.  Jack seemed to be really getting into it; his eyes fixed on my
cock.  Out of the corner of my eye I saw him wet his lips a couple of times and my
brain kicked out some thoughts that I didn't dare think.  Fuck, no way...!
But he surprised me.  He touched the tip of his finger to the head of my cock
and brought up a string of pre-come that he wiped off the piss slit.  He held
it up to me.
"Wanta lick my finger off?" he asked.
"No," I said emphatically.
"It's your juice," he said.
"You lick it off," I told him.
Much to my surprise, he did!  I blinked with a horrified look of surprise.
He just laughed.
"Don't tell me you never tasted your own stuff," he scoffed.
"No," I replied.  "Well, not on purpose.  I got some in my mouth one time
when I shot off pretty wild."
Something was going through Jack's head and I had a feeling he was about to
show me what I wasn't supposed to be learning down at the park, but my mind
wouldn't process it.
"We've got a rule in the Marines, you know," as he cleared his throat. "Don'
t ask, don't tell.  So this is strictly between you and me."
              "Sure.  Who would I tell anyway?"
          Jack worked his big hand up and down my cock, slowly, like he was
really concentrating on something.  Twice, he squeezed harder on the way up,
forcing more ball-juice up out of my cock and swiped it with his finger and
offered it to me.  Twice I declined and he licked it off his finger, laughing as
he did it.  Then he seemed to be really concentrating...gazing at my cock.  He
glanced up at me a couple of times then cleared his throat.
          "Understand, I don't do this for just anybody," he said hoarsely.
     "D-don't...do what?" I stammered.  He was going to do it!
              "This," he said as he leaned down and took my cock in his
mouth!
"Awwwhh...Jack!" I gasped.  It wasn't all put on just to convince him
that this was my first time getting sucked.  His mouth was really incredible.
 I was stunned almost numb as I watched his handsome head moving up and down,
his lips distended around my cock. My big studly marine-brother was sucking
my cock!!
"Sounds like that's feeling pretty good," he said after a moment.
"Un-fuckin-believeable! Aww, Jack, I never dreamed you'd do something like
this.  Who else do you do it for?"
     "A couple of very special buddies when things get rough.  They both real
studs, like you."
I was surprised he answered my question.
"What do you mean when things get rough?" I asked.  AS much as loved his
mouth on my cock, I also loved to hear him talk about the Marines.  There was
something sensual about it.
"When the training gets tough, no letup, the DI's on your ass every minute...
.no pussy..."
"Seems like if the training gets that tough, you guys wouldn't even be
thinking about pussy," I said.
He laughed.  "There's not a minute that goes by, day or night, that a marine
isn't thinking about sex," he said as he slowly jacked my slick cock.
I noticed he said thinking about sex, not just about pussy and I wondered if
that meant anything.
"Is there much of it that goes on...between the guys, I mean?" I asked.
"As much as there can be, without getting caught," he said.  He leaned down
and took my cock in his mouth again.
I lay my head back in the pillow and gazed up into the stars as I floated of
into those clouds that seemed to envelop me in ecstasy.  I tried to convince
myself that it was really happening; that my big brother was actually sucking
my cock.  That he had done it to other marines.
              "Hey, don't come in my mouth.  I don't eat come," he said.
          "Okay."  I said breathlessly, although I didn't know if I could
stop from doing it.  I didn't know if I could interrupt such intense pleasure.
I had learned the knack of holding off about as long as I wanted to but not
with Jack.  There sure wasn't going to be any holding back on him unless he
eased off now and then and brought me back down.  Which he wasn't doing.  I fought
it...I really did fight it...but I knew it was a losing battle.  Jack was going
to make me come.  He sensed it, too.  He raised up off my cock, jacking it
slowly, then went back down on it for a couple of seconds.  He did that a half
dozen times, as if he were coaxing my load out of me.  I felt the heat building
up in my loins and then felt the stuff like it was swirling around inside me
like a tornado, working up the power and speed to explode out through my cock.
"Aww, Jack...I'm gonna come...Take it, Jack...please...take my load...don't
stop...sucking...please take it...take it for me...I don't wanta waste it," I
begged.
He was hesitant, like in a moment of panic, not knowing what to do.  I didn't
have a hope that he would do it for me but I begged, almost sobbing with
lust. Suddenly, with a deep, guttural moan he went back down on my cock, just in
time to get the back of his throat white-washed with my hot come.  He shut his
eyes and sucked hard, with great determination, as I filled his mouth with
come.  I knew he swallowed some, probably by accident but I couldn't tell from
his soft groan whether he liked it or didn't.  He raised up after a couple of
minutes, gasping and choking and I hit him in the face with another thick rope
of the stuff before he could get out of the way. He leaned over the edge of the
mattress and spit and coughed and spit some more.
"Shit!  You little fucker, you come like a horse," he said.  "You tricked me.
"
"How'd I trick you?  All I did was beg you not to stop, but I didn't think
you would do it"
"But you were about to cry if I did take it.  Fuck, I never did that before,
took a guy's load."
"Not even with your special buddies?" I asked.
"Not even them.  You're the first.  You ought to feel honored."
          "I am.  Godd, it felt good, Jack."  He wasn't real mad at me,
anyway.  Maybe he was a little upset or disappointed in himself, though.  We lay
together, me on his arm, while my come dried on my stomach.  Jack still had a
hardon but I tried to ignore it.  He turned on his side and threw one leg
across mine, his cock throbbing against my hip.
"Feel that?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Do you want to suck it?"
          I was hesitant, in a panic.  Yes, I wanted to but I was afraid to.
The idea of sucking cock had been implanted in my head from the time with the
young guy named Jason, back in the park, and I knew deep down that it as
going to happen someday, and it was growing closer and closer to reality.  I had
the feeling there was going to be a lot happen with Jason.  Maybe if I did it
with Jack first...and it was only fair after he'd gone down on me...it would be
easier with Jason.  At least I would have some idea what I was doing.
"I don't know if I can do it," I said hoarsely.
          "Sure you can.  Just open your mouth and wrap your tongue around it
then go down on it."
"I don't know if I could get my mouth around it," I said.
"I'm not that much bigger than you are, if any," Jack said.
"You're bigger around."
"Okay, you don't have to do it," he said.
          I couldn't tell if he was disappointed or pissed.  "I want to...I
think I'd like to try it," I said.
"I guess it depends on how bad you wanta try it, then," he said.  "Look, if
you think you're going to, I'm probably the one you ought try it with first,
while I'm home.  I'm your brother."
"And you did it for me," I said.
"That's got nothing to do with it.  I wasn't expecting anything in return.
I did it because I wanted to show you...like I said I would.  That was
probably a mistake, though."
"Why?"
"Because, now that you've got a taste of it, you're gonna be down at the
park all the time," he said.
I wanted to do it so bad and I didn't know what I was afraid of.  I tried to
fight the fear, told myself it was foolish.  As we lay there together, his
cock throbbing against my hip seemed to draw the fear out of me.  Finally I
reached down between us and Jack moved back enough to give me room to take hold of
his cock.  I pulled and squeezed and he pushed it back and forth through my
fist.
"Mmmmm, your hand feels good."
          My mouth would feel better; I knew that's what he was thinking.  He
was right, if I was going to do it, it ought to be with him the first time.
"You wouldn't shoot in my mouth?" I asked timidly.
"Not unless you want me to."  He took it that I was ready to take the
plunge and moved up on his knees at my shoulder. His big cock swayed hard and
throbbing out over my face.  I was weak with want.
          "Just lick the head at first, get the feel and taste of it," he
said.
          I put my tongue out and licked the underside, up to the thick
gristle rim of the fleshy helmet.  I got a taste of his precome that came oozing
out.
          "Yeah, that's it," he cooed.  "Fuck, your tongue feels good.  How
does it taste?"
          "Not so bad," I said.
          "You're not going to get the full taste of it till you take it in
your mouth," he said.
          I opened my mouth and he laid his cock across my lips.  I slid my
tongue back and forth on the shaft.  I loved the feel of the bulging veins.  He
slid his cock back and forth across my parted lips.
"I'm not gonna force you," he told me.
I was half hoping that he would sort of force me, at least shove his cock
through my lips. But if I wanted it I would have to take it.  I turned my
head to face his manhood.  I wet my lips and let my mouth go slack. I was still
wanting him to force it into my mouth but he only rubbed the head against my
slack lips.  Finally, I opened wide and leaned in to take his cock in my mouth.
I sucked him rather gingerly as I supposed every guy does the first time he's
got a cock in his mouth.  But as I got used to the feel of it, and the warm,
manly taste, I put more into it.  I sucked him with a sort of hunger that I
didn't know existed in me.
"Fuck, are you sure you've never done this before," Jack asked.
"Never.  Am I doing okay?"
          "Aww, you're doing great.  Shit, your mouth is so hot and soft and
you
tongue is so wild."
          My head felt numb, as if everything I felt had drained to my groin.
 My
mouth was the receptacle for Jack's thick cock and I liked sucking it, but
the
feelings were manifested below.  My spit was so plentiful it was running out
the corners of my mouth.  I was hungry for this.
"I want your load," I whispered. I blinked at the sound of the words,
wondering where they'd come from.  Who spoke them?
"Are you sure?"  It was Jack's voice.  The other voice had to be mine.
"Yeah, I'm sure.:  That was my voice, for sure.  Geezuss, what was I saying?
Where did it come from?
"You ever taste come?" Jack asked.
"I told you, no, except that one time, by accident," I said.
"You'd better think about it," he said.
"There's not much to think about," I said.
          It wasn't a matter of thinking about it; I spoke the words without
thinking.  I went back down on his cock, slurping over the hot, thick meat.
Jack hunkered over me, pumping his cock in and out of my mouth.  I was confused
about the taste of his meat.  There was no real taste, yet it was delicious
as any steak.
"You better get ready to pull off.  I'm getting close," Jack said.
          I braced myself.  I'd never felt such great anxiety and
anticipation as I waited those seconds for him to unload in my mouth.  Even as I
pretended to be helpless and at his mercy, I knew it was a lie.  I wanted his come...
.his semen...his man-seed... there was something exciting about having it in my
stomach.  I shivered at the new realization that I was going to swallow his
load.
"I'm getting close, if you wanta change your mind," he warned me again.
I grabbed his cock with my fist and held on tight, as if I was afraid he was
going to take it away from me.
"Okay...you want it...I'm gonna give it to you," he said.
          My anticipation turned to intense excitement as the stuff spurted
out of his cock.  Within a few seconds the space around his cock was filled and
I couldn't contain it all.  It was running out the corners of my mouth.  For
a moment I thought I might be sick but the excitement of it all overcame the
queasy feelings. It was my brother's come, that had to mean something.  And he'
d done the same for me.  I braced myself and swallowed.  I was surprised how
easily the stuff slid down my throat and how much I swallowed in one gulp.  He
shot more to keep the taste in my mouth.  I loved it.  I wished I had more to
swallow.  I was consumed with a new lust.
Already my mind was racing ahead to the big, young trucker down at the park.
He was gong to be in for a big surprise when I saw him next. Jack's body
trembled as he straightened from being hunkered over me.  He left his cock in my
mouth as long as I wanted it and when I let my tongue rest, he pulled out. It
dragged across my face, leaving a trail of spit and come.
"Shit, that was wild," he said breathlessly as he lay down beside me.  He
shoved his arm under my head again and pulled me close.  "How'd you like it?"
"Fine.  Good," I said.
"Hey, since we're on the same page, do you want to go down to the park
tomorrow?" he asked.  "I'll take you."
"Sure," I replied.  I was in deep shit.  There were going to be guys down
there who recognized me and Jack would know I'd been down there.  I had no
choice but to confess.
"Jack...there's something I gotta tell you," I said.
"What?"
I cleared my throat.
"I lied...about not going down to the park," I said.
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I've already been down there.  I go down there a lot," I said.  "I
had to tell  you because there're some guys down here that know me."
          "How well?" he asked.
"I lied about a lot of stuff...pretty well."
"You little fucker," he said, laughing as he punched me in the stomach.
"Well, I guess we're not on the same page after all.  Sounds like you're
about a chapter ahead of me."
"Maybe a few pages," I said.
"What do you do when you go down there?" he asked.
"Get my cock sucked.  That's all."
"You mean that blow job I gave you wasn't your first?"
"No.  I wish it had been, Jack. But yours was the first cock I ever sucked so
that has to count for something," I said in an attempt to redeem myself.
"It counts for a lot," he said.
"There's...uh...something else."
"What?  You'd better come clean with me," he said.
"Guys like to eat my ass and a couple of guys even like to use their fingers
on me."
"How'd you like it?" he asked with a smile.
"Sometimes they make me come doing it," I said.  "They touch something way
up inside of me that drives me crazy."
"That's your prostate, dumb-ass.  It's what produces your come.  Your love
nut.  If they hit that you got no choice but to shoot," he said.  "Anything
else you wanta tell me?"
"No."
"Have you ever eaten ass?"  Jack asked.
"No."
"Never been fucked?  For real, I mean, besides a finger."
"No, one guy wanted to fuck me but I was scared."
"That's the only reason," he said with a sly grin, "you're scared?"
"Yeah."
"You realize you're saying you really want to get fucked but you're just too
scared to do it," Jack pointed out.
He had me.   "I don't know...it's not what I meant, but..."
"But what?"
"I don't know, maybe I do want it.  Why else would I have said it like that?
 It'd be just that one guy, though, if I ever was going to do it.  He's a
big stud like you. You ought to meet him."
"Maybe we'll see him down there," Jack said.
"We might if we go early in the morning, about six," I said.
"Six!"
"He's a trucker and he sometimes stops by on his way out, after he fucks his
wife."
"You seem to know an awful lot about the guy's private life, on top of
being pretty private with him yourself," he said.
"He told me," I said.  "I...I've got...there's something else."
"Geezuss!  What is it?  I thought you leveled with me."
"I did. I am. But I forgot part of it.  I didn't get it all said.  I'm
supposed to meet him Friday morning."
"The guy who used his finger on you."
"While he...sucked my cock," I said.
"Shit, you never had a chance," Jack said, laughing.  "Sucking your cock and
getting your love nut pounded, you had no choice but to come.  So, I'll get
to meet him.  But wait a minute.  The way you said that...are you meeting him...
.for anything specific?"
"Nothing specific.  Except he...he wants to fuck me."
"Are you going to let him?...You're thinking about it, right?" he said.
"I...yeah, I admit, I've thought about it...curious. The way his finger felt,
I can't help wondering what it'd feel like with his big cock.  And since you
didn't give me my first blow job...well, maybe you could...maybe you could
take my real virginity...be the first...since you're home."  Fuck, I couldn't
believe what was coming out of my mouth.
Jack couldn't believe it either. He just stared at me for a moment.  "Let's
put this in clear terms, just so I'm sure I understand...what
you're saying is, you want me to fuck you."
"Yeah, I...I guess I am saying that.  I know I am.  Maybe I won't be so
scared if it was you. And I've got some poppers that would make it easier,"
"You're using poppers?  Where'd you get poppers?" he asked.
"I guy gave the bottle to me, said I could give it back to him next time I
saw him.  I've only used it a couple of times, when I jacked off, and once when
I got sucked."
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Jack asked.  "I mean, if you gotta use
poppers, maybe you're not as ready as you think."
"I'm scared, that's all.  But I'm pretty sure its going to happen," I said.
"You've seen how big I am," Jack said as a warning.
"Yeah, and I'm scared.  But you could talk me through it."
"It's gonna hurt at first," he warned.
"Have you ever been fucked?" I asked.
"No, but I've fucked another guy and I know it's gonna hurt. You know it,
too, otherwise why would you be scared?  And if you're scared, why do you want
to do it?  The other guy is going to get most of the pleasure out of it."
"I don't know...since I discovered sex with other guys, I can't get enough.
 I just want to do more and more."
"You ever fuck a girl?" Jack asked.
"No."  I would've lied to anyone else, but I had no shame admitting it to
Jack.
"Oh, Mann!" he groaned.  "You're going hot-nuts over sex with other guys
before you even know what its like to fuck a girl?  That's not how it's
supposed to work, Little Brother."
"It's kinda hard to pick up a girl on my bike and take her someplace and
fuck her," I said.
"Uncle Travis doesn't let you use his pickup?"
"No.  Not by myself."
"That prick.  Don't worry, I'm gonna get you laid.  I can get a car.  But I'
ll have to drive you.  You can have the back seat."
"With who?"
"I'll get you a girl," he assured me.
"I don't suppose you would have any trouble doing that," I said.
"You're gonna loose your virginity all the way around.  Before I go back,
there's not gonna be a virgin bone or muscle in your body. You've sucked cock,
you think you wanta get fucked, you're gonna fuck a girl.  The only thing left
after that is eating pussy.  You ever do that?"
"No."
"The girl I've got in mind, she loves to have her pussy ate.  They all do,
but she's always ready...she's real clean...she smells like a flower garden.
You're gonna think you've put your face in a bowl of fruit."
"I don't know if I wanta do that, but I'm getting hard talking about it," I
said.
"Naw, you're getting hard because you want to get your ass fucked," he
joked.  He got up.  "If you really want to do it...if you're ready now...I'll get
some lube."
"Get the poppers out of my bottom dresser drawer, too," I said.
Jack came back out on the balcony with the poppers, lube and a towel.
"I'll take it easy," he said as he lubed up his cock.  It wasn't completely
hard yet but it would be by the time he got it lubed up.  He held the tube
out to squeeze some on my hand.  "Here, work some of this in your ass.  You
wanta be good and slick."
I lubed up my ass, wiped my hand off and opened the poppers.
"Hold off on the poppers till the crucial moment," Jack said.  "I'm going
to work on your for a little while, get you primed and ready.  You can use the
poppers just before I go in."
"Okay."
"And look...any time you want me to stop, just say so."
"Okay."
              I was scared from the outset even though I knew my brother
wouldn't hurt me on purpose.   He started by playing with my cock and balls,
gradually working his hand between my legs to the crack of my as.  I raised my
knees up to let him get to it.  He rubbed my asshole with his fingertip in little
circles.  It felt good.  I winced a little when he shoved his finger in me but
it was more from surprise.  It didn't hurt.  He slid his finger in and out,
probing around the soft folds of my insides.
"Ohhhh," I moaned softly.
"I guess I found it, huh?" he said with a smile.
"Oh, yeah."
He was gentle as could be.  He didn't stay on my love nut but went back to it
again and again, building me up slowly as he gouged at my hole to stretch it.
"I'm going to use two fingers, now," he said.
"Okay," I said nervously.
I gasped when he shoved two fingers in me.  It stretched my hole terribly...
.Jack had big hands and thick fingers...but I was okay with the depth, especially
when he touched my prostate.  He fucked and gouged with two fingers for awhile
then pulled them out and I knew he was going to give me three.
"Ready for three?" he asked.
"Yeah.  It's not so bad," I said.
"I didn't want it to be not so bad, I want it to feel good," he said.
"When I get used to it..."
Three fingers really stretched my hole and when he tapped three fingers on my
prostate I went nuts.  It was almost more than I could stand.  I was ready
for his cock! I wanted it quick, before I got so hot that I shot off.  But he
made sure I was completely comfortable with his fingers; he didn't want there to
be any doubt that I wanted his cock.  I wanted his cock; I was practically
ready to beg for it.
"That's about the thickness of my cock," he said as he pushed in hard with
his three fingers.
It hurt and felt good at the same time.
"You think you're ready for the real thing now?" he asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be."
"Do you want to change your mind?"
"No.  I wanta do it.  I want you to do it," I told him.
"Turn over on your stomach," he said as he raised up.
I thought he would take me from the front but I was glad he was going to fuck
me from the rear; it wouldn't be so much like he was fucking a girl.
"This is a better position for the first time," he said.  "I won't go in so
deep and you have more control. You can squeeze your butt muscles real hard
and keep me from going in deeper than you can handle."
He fingered my hole again for a moment.  When he pulled his fingers out I
opened the bottle of poppers. I felt the head of his cock bore between my butt
and press against my hole.
"Better start the poppers," he said.
I inhaled in both nostrils then did it again.
"Easy, don't over to it, you wanta feel something," he said.
He pressed his cock, stretching my hole, and my head spun around and it was
like I was imploding. My ass felt so good.  He pushed hard and my hole
stretched out and suddenly swallowed the head of his cock.
"Aaawhwhh!" I cried out.
"Okay, hang on, buddy," he said.  His cock was thicker even than his three
fingers.  Geezuss, it felt like a baseball bat and it hurt like all hell.
"Ohh, Geezuss, Jack...Ohhh...Ohh, Fuck..."
"Is that a painful? Is that an `Ohh, Fuck' or `Okay Ohh Fuck'...You gotta
tell me," he said.  He nudged a little bit and I let out a hushed yell.
"Awww...Aww, Jack, Stop!  Take it out!  You're killing me," I cried.
"You said you would stop if I said  to!"
"I know, and I will but I wanta make sure you really want me to stop," he
said.
          "I do! Godd, you're too big...I can't!...I want you to...ohhh, you
`re ripping my asshole apart!!"
"No, its still intact, I'm just stretching it," he said.
"Jack!...Awwwww...!"  I cried out again.  I was ready to scream.
"Okay, Okay." He eased back a little and paused.
"Are you going to pull it out?" I asked.
"Yes, but not too fast. I don't want to pull your ass inside out." He eased
back a little more.  He paused again and my asshole squeezed around his cock;
I wasn't sure if it was trying to expel it the rest of the way or pull it back
in. He was taking it out only an inch at a time and I couldn't take it that
long.
"Just pull it out," I  begged.  "Awwhh, Jack, it hurts. It hurts like hell.
It
feels like my ass is torn apart."
"No, the way your ass is squeezing my cock, it's not ripped at all," he said.
I tried to hunker down into the mattress to pull off of his cock but he was
in total control.  And I had to trust that he knew what he was doing, and that
he wasn't trying to hurt me on purpose.  Inch by inch he pulled his cock free
of my clenching ass and I began to feel empty inside. I was surprised to
suddenly realize that as I squeezed his cock it didn't hurt so bad.  Jack must have
sensed it too, because he paused a lot longer.  Suddenly I didn't want him to
take it out.  I wanted it back inside me and I think Jack knew that.  I think
that was his plan all along, to go so slow pulling out that I would get used
to it and get to liking the feel of his cock in my ass and want it back.
"Okay, man, I'm taking it out," he said.
"Wait," I gasped as I reached back with my hand on his hip. "Wait, it's not
so bad now.  It's not hurting so much," I said.
"Okay, I'll just hold still for a minute."
He did except for this cock throbbing inside me and my asshole was
squeezing around it with each throb.
"Give it back to me," I said.
"You want it back in, all the way?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure.  I don't want to hurt you," he said.
"I want it," I said.  "I wanta see what its like to get fucked."
"Okay, if you say so.  Here goes." With that, he slowly sank his cock back
through my hole till he was smashed against my butt muscles.
"Ohhhhhh!" I moaned
"Is it all right now?" Jack asked.
"Yesss! It's...it's okay," I gasped.  "You can fuck me now.  Give it to me.
 Give it all to me, before I go nuts."
My head was still spinning with the buzz from the poppers as Jack shoved his
big cock all the way in me, slid it right across my love nut and lodged
someplace deep inside me.  I didn't know where, and I felt like I was spinning
around on an electrical pole. He held it tight and deep and the pleasure washed
through me. He was touching every nerve in my body, so deep inside that my
prostate, even my asshole stretching so tight around his cock felt good.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Ready to get fucked?"
"Yeah."
I cringed with pure pleasure as his cock pulled back through my guts,
rubbing every nerve ending on the way.  I gasped as he pulled back till my
ass
was clenching frantically around the rim.
          "Don't take out," I said, squeezing as hard as I could
"I won't; I just want to use all the inches I've got," Jack said.
"He fucked me slow and easy and deep. He shoved in at all different angles,
probing all around inside my as.  I cried out and clawed at the sheets when he
moved his hot cock back and forth across my prostate. I discovered new
pleasure when he twisted his hips around in wide circles, making his cock lob around
inside me. It stretched my hole deliciously.  My bubble butt acted as a firm
cushion against the full length of his cock and I reached back and pulled them
apart so he could go in deeper and I moaned when he did.  That wasn't enough
after awhile and I squirmed to raise up on my knees so my butt would be more
spread open.  Jack helped me to my hands and knees.
"Awwhhh!" I cried as he bored his cock in even deeper.
"You like it deep, don't you?" he said with a quite chuckle.
"Oh, yes!  Deep as you can go."
"I can go deeper," he said.
I didn't know how, the way he was grinding against my butt
"How?"  I asked.
"On your back."  He pulled his cock out and maneuvered me onto my back. He
lifted my legs onto his shoulders like the trucker had done  to eat my ass and
shoved his cock back inside me.
"Awww!" I cried louder. He went a lot deeper.
"I can go deeper," he said.
I didn't know how he could possible go any deeper.  He shoved my thighs down
against my chest, tilting my butt up off the mattress so I was bent in half,
so vulnerable I felt helpless. He found new space so deep I thought he was in
my stomach.
"Now are you ready to really get fucked?"
"Oh, yess!  Fuck me, Jack. Fuck my brains out."
He tried.  My brain was mush by the time he finished and so was my ass. I put
a pillow over my face to stifle my screams of pleasure when I went off.  I
could feel come slithering across my chest and splattering on the pillow and
somewhere way over my head.  I was shaking with the intensity of my climax.
"Holy Fuck!" Jack swore.
I had to fight to regain consciousness. I almost blacked out, it was so
intense. Jack held in tight to bring me back down, his cock buried to the
hilt.
"Did you come?" I asked breathlessly.
"No, but you sure did.  I think you white-washed the side of the deck."
"I want you to come," I said.
"I do too, but I don't have to," he said.
"I want you to, I want to feel it."
"Okay, if you're still up to it."
He started fucking me again, even more gentle than before.
"You were wrong about the other guy getting all the pleasure," I said.
"In your case I guess I was," he said.
I was amazed that within a few minute I was feeling pleasure like I hadn't
shot off at all. It built up with each stroke of his cock and I had the notion
that I could have another climax as intense as the first.
"Jack!...oh, Jack, you're getting me so hot I can do it again. I can come
again if you keep working me up.  Try to get us both off at the same time."
"I'll sure try, you hot little fucker."
At my request, Jack fucked me a second time. We said it was to help get me
used to it, ready for the trucker down at the rest park, but I just wanted to
feel my big brother's cock in my ass and feel his muscles.

It was Thursday.  We were meeting the trucker down at the park on Friday.
That left one more day before Jack had to leave on Sunday. He decided I needed
to get laid before he went back. Jack told me to shower, not to wear shorts,
and put on some sweet smelling stuff and he would be back to pick me up.
"Are you bringing the girl back with you or are we picking her up
together?" I asked.
"She'll be with me, when I come back," he said.
"What's her name?" I asked. "I ought to know my date's name.  And how old
is she?"
          "Her name is Linda.  She graduated the year before I did. That
would make her about twenty four."
"Twenty four?  What's she want with a guy my age?"
          "Its not exactly a social date," Jack said.  "You're gonn get
laid."
"What'd you do, hire a prostitute?"
"No. She likes to get fucked.  Guys your age have got dicks too.  She's
going to love yours."
     "Have you fucked her?" I asked.
"She was a pretty regular piece of ass my junior year," Jack said.  "She got
my cherry, too.  And she liked to have her pussy eat.  Get her hot that way,
she'll   fuck your eyeballs out.  You ever eat...well, fuck, no, you haven't.
If you've never been laid, you sure as hell never ate pussy."
And I wasn't sure I was going to, but I didn't tell Jack that.
"Did you tell her I was a virgin?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Thanks a lot."
"Hey, women love that," Jack said. "Trust me, its only going to make her
more determined to please.  She'll want to make it something you won't forget."
"Yeah, I've heard a guy never forgets his first piece of ass," I said.
"Trust me, you're not going to forget this," he assured me.
I was paced nervously as I waited for Jack to come back with my first piece
of ass.  I was just glad my mom wasn't there to see me waiting for my
"date."
          A little while later Jack honked and I went out. He was holding the
back door open for me and I climbed in beside the girl. We exchanged
greetings and I was bold and smart enough to slide to the middle of the seat. She didn'
t move away.
"Am I giving you enough room?" I asked.
"More than enough," she assured me.
Linda was gorgeous, in all ways. Long, dark hair, dark snappy eyes, big
tits, big hips that I was going to fit between just perfect, and a look in
her eyes; I would learn that look soon in my life but that was the first time I
saw it.  She looked hungry. I felt strangely at ease with her, not even
nervous now. I think it was because I knew she liked getting fucked and she was
wanting this as bad as I was.
Like Jack said, it wasn't a social date. No movie, no going for hamburgers,
not even a coke, which was okay with me.  Jack drove out of town and turned off
onto a country road.  I was already involved with Linda.  Hell, we were all
over each other. Suddenly I was aware aware of Jack's hand reaching over the
back of the seat. He was handing me a condom. I hadn't even thought of it. I
started to reach for it but Linda took it.
"I'll take care of that," she said.
I had my jeans open already and Linda shoved her hand down in the fly.
She giggled when she found I wasn't wearing any shorts.
          "I see your brother gave you some tips," she cooed.
"Yeah, sort of."
"I used to wonder if Jack owned anything but a jockstrap."
Her hand was around my cock and I was struggling to get my jeans pushed down
so she could get at it better.
"Why don't we take a quick break and do this right," I said boldly.
We both took off our clothes and she found my cock again to put the condom
on.  I was surprised everything was going so easy. She wanted to fuck,  pure and
simple.  Dam, she was even more gorgeous naked. I think she liked the way I
looked, too, the way she kept moving her hands over my body and I tightened and
flexed my muscles for her.
The air gushed out of me when she put her hands around my cock.  I'd never
felt hands so soft and delicate.
"I want to do this right, too," she said as she set the condom over the head
of my cock.  Then she bent over and maneuvered it down over my cock with her
mouth!  I almost had to stop her, it felt so wonderful; I was afraid I would
come.  It was obvious that it wasn't the first time she'd had a cock in her
mouth; she rolled the condom down the shaft of my cock, dam near to the base,
and the head was lodged in her throat.
Jack was right, she smelled wonderful and the idea of eating pussy didn't
seem so disgusting to me, but I wanted to see how far down the sweet,
intoxicating aroma went.  I spent a lot of time on her tits.  Godd, I loved her tits!
They were big and firm, with bit, taut nipples and they were the first tits I'd
ever sucked on.  But I wanted to get to the main course that my brother had
enticed me to try. I wanted to see what a clit felt like, what a pussy tasted
like.  I wanted her to fuck my eyeballs out, like Jack said she would if I got
her hot.
          Linda released her hand from around the back of my head when she
was that I wanted to head downward.  Her body was more than I'd ever hoped to
have in my lifetime.  Her stomach was silky soft and smooth, yet firm.  She had
abs.  As I made my way down her stomach I maneuvered myself onto my knees on
the floorboard so I was between her legs.
          "Ohh, Dylan," she cooed, her voice aflutter with anticipation.
          I pushed her legs out wider and brushed my chin in her muff and she
hunkered herself up against my chin.  I didn't know at the time that I was
disturbing her clit under the folds of her pussy, but it was already making her
writhe under me and moan softly.
          I sniffed, then inhaled the aroma of fruit and flowers and buried
my face in her muff.  I felt warmth and softness, and wetness and realized that
part of the wetness was my own drool.  I began lapping her pussy lips and
felt them relaxing, parting for me.  She shoved her legs out to the sides as far
as was humanly possible and I hunkered down to get at her.  What the fuck, I
thought, let's do it right, and I lifted her legs onto my shoulders.  She let
out a tiny squeal and spread them out wide with her feet on the back of the
seats. Now I could really get at her.  I buried my face again, this time between
her pussy lips, they were opened so wide, and began exploring with my tongue.
There was a clit in there somewhere; all I had to do was find it.  The search
itself was wonderful; I loved the feel of her soft pussy palpitating around
my tongue when I shoved between her pouting lips.  Suddenly, I felt something;
a tiny firmness hidden up between the lips of her pussy.  I explored it with
the tip of my tongue and she choked on her outcry. I'd found it!
          I was excited as hell!  Maybe as excited as she was, for my cock
was bobbing up and down between my legs and throbbing painfully.  Maybe it was
pissed because it wasn't getting what we came for, but it would just have to
wait.  I licked and flicked her clit with my tongue, making her shudder under my
touch.  She put her hands on the back of my head and smashed my face in her
muff.  I formed a suction with my mouth and sucked her clit and she choked on
what sounded like a scream if she'd let it out.
          "You guys don't have to be quiet out here," Jack said in a quiet,
even tone.
          I was like a hungry puppy let loose with my first bowl of Gravy
Train.  I pulled her pussy wide open and buried my mouth between her lips and
drove my tongue up inside her as far as I could reach.
          "Aaaaahhhhhhhhh!" she cried, finally letting it out.  "Ooohhh...
..Ohh, My Godddd!  AAAwwwhhhhhhhh!"
          It didn't just feel good and taste good, it sounded good.  I liked
it that I had her groaning and yelling and Jack was hearing it.  Meanwhile, I
was so hot I was humping the damned floor of the car, and it was getting a
little rough on my cock.  It needed something a little softer and gentler.  I
sucked in fresh air as I raised up from her pussy, and raised on up on my knees
to the edge of the seat.  I pulled her butt out to the edge of the seat and set
the head of my cock against her pussy.  I could feel her lips palpitating
anxiously. I half wished I wasn't wearing a condom, but it wasn't the time to
mention it to her, or take it off.  I nudged her pussy with the head of my cock
and she gasped in anticipation.  She was nice and wet and relaxed and open and
ready so it was easy to enter her.   I went all the way in, nice and slow and
easy and without stopping.
          "Ooohhhhhhhhhh," she moaned softly.  "Awwwwhhhhhhh," a little
louder as I sank all the way into her.  "Ohhhh, Goddd, you're so big!"
          "Am I hurting you?" I asked.
          "No...Oh, No, it feels wonderful," she cooed.
          I started fucking her. Fucking is not something a guy has to learn.
 I don't know where the knowledge comes from but its there, born in you.
Maybe you improve on your technique as you get more experience, but you don't
have to learn the basics.  Your cock knows the basics.
          I was almost delirious with pleasure and raw lust.  Mostly, because
of the way it felt, but partly because of what I was making her feel.  I didn'
t just fuck her, Linda fucked me back.  Suddenly I realized that the car wasn'
t moving.  Jack had pulled off somewhere into some trees, and I was the cause
of the car shaking and bouncing so hard.  I felt like such a stud.  I fucked
her all the harder.  I nailed her ass to the seat.  Suddenly she let out an
animal-like cry and began trembling like she was freezing.  I slowed down a
little but kept stroking and she shuddered under me, and moaned and squealed and
whinnied like a mare being mounted by a stallion.  I didn't know what the hell
was happening but I got a little scared at the way she was acting; like a
woman gone mad.  After a few minutes, she began to relax and gasp for air; like
she was done.  I slowed to a snail's pace but couldn't bring myself to pull my
cock out.
          "Are you okay?" I whispered.
          "Oh, Yessss!" she hissed.
          Jack started the car and eased out of the parking place.  I slid my
cock in and out of Linda's pussy a few times, still not sure if she was
finished, not sure if I should go on.  When she didn't seem to mind, I gradually
picked up speed and established my rhythm again and she gradually responded.  We
were going at it like gang-busters and I was getting so close so often that I
knew I couldn't hold back much longer.  Suddenly, we hit a bad strip of, like
a wash-board, and the car shook and bounced terribly.  As it turned out, it
was a good strip of road.  The rough ride only enhanced my moves and we were
both being vibrated to an awesome climax.
          I didn't try to hold off.  It was too good, and I wanted to milk it
for every bit of pleasure I could.  Linda was going nuts again.  The car
reverberated with your moaning and groaning and her squealing, and I think she
might have screamed or yelled some.  Suddenly, I lost it.  Come gushed through my
cock like a tsunami and I could feel it filling the condom around the head of
my cock.  I was half way through before I realized that Linda was convulsing
again.  I came so hard and so much that my balls and my asshole ached.  I was
gasping to pull air into my lungs as I collapsed on top of her. I heard Jack
laughing.
          Jack drove slow while Linda and I got dressed.  I had to help her
with her clothes and I walked her to her door.  I was practically hopping and
skipping back out to the car.
          "Well?" Jack said as we pulled away from the curb.
          "That was phenomenal," I said. "Thanks."
          "It sounded pretty phenomenal," he said.  "What'd you do, give
her two big O's?  It sure sounded like it."
          "Big O's?" I asked.
          "You never heard of the big O?  The big Orgasm?"
          "No.  I wasn't even sure women had orgasm or anything like a guy
coming."
          "Most don't," he said.
          I was glad I was able to give Linda two of them, if that's what I
did.
          "Do you know what I'm saying, stud?" Jack went on.  "Most women,
and I mean most, never experience an orgasm in their lifetime, and you gave
Linda two!"
          "I'm glad I was able to do that," I said.  I still didn't know
what the big deal was on my part.
          Jack laughed.  "You have no idea what a stud you are," he said.
          "All I did was fuck her...tried to give as good as I got."
          "If you got as much as you gave her, you're balls are going to be
swollen blue for a week," he said.   "Shit, I don't think I ever got her that
hot. How'd you like eating pussy?"
          "It was great," I said.  But even then, my mind was on sucking
cock.

Jack and I headed for the park early on Friday  morning.  Jack was smiling
when we got to the hidden spot off the path way beyond the bridge.
"Well, you certainly know your way around down here," he said. He glanced at
his watch. So did I.  It was just past six.
"He should be here any time," I said. It was barley five minutes before we
heard someone coming through the brush.
"Is that him?" Jack whispered.
"Yeah."
                    "Wow!  He's a stud."
Jason was hesitant as he approached and saw someone with me.  He must have
been surprised to see the other guy with me who was as big as he was.
          "Hey, Jason," I said to put him at ease.
"Hey." He came into the small trampled down clearing.
"This is my brother Jack. He's home on leave from the marines. Jack this is
Jason. He's a trucker."
          They nodded and shook hands. We stood around for an awkward moment,
each waiting for the other to speak or move.
                   "Well, I guess I'd better take off...get on the road,"
Jason said.
"How come?  You don't have to leave so soon," I said.
He gave Jack a wary look. "Look, I don't know what's going on, but I'm not
going to fuck with no marine over his little brother."
"I didn't come along to protect him," Jack said.  "He brought me. Actually,
he said I ought to meet you."
"Oh. He did?  So he, uh...he's told you about...?"
"Yeah," Jack said.
With the formalities out of the way, to get things stated, I pulled off my
shirt and tossed it aside.
But Jason was still hesitant, with a dubious look on his face. "I don't know
if this is a set up, like maybe you're a cop," he said.
     Jack reached down and grasped the trucker's crotch. "That clear it up
for you?"
          "Yeah, I guess it does," Jason said with a smile.
"So, are you guys gonna get naked or what?" I asked as I shoved my shorts
down.  I stepped out of them and hung them on a branch and stood naked except
for my shoes and my cap.
"I guess if he is, we ought to," Jason said.
"Yeah, I guess we should," Jack agreed.
My cock got hard just from watching the two studs take off their clothes. It
felt like I got harder with each thing they took off. By the time they were
both naked I was aching. With the preliminaries out of the way, Jason reached
for my cock and Jack's at the same time.  I was glad he included Jack.
"I never did two brothers before," he said.  "Mann, you guys are hung."
"Yeah, well, look at you, that's a club," Jack said, nodding at Jason's
cock.
Without hesitation, Jason went to his knees and started sucking me.  He
pulled Jack in closer so we were standing side by side. Using his spit, Jason
started working his finger between my butt. I moaned louder when he touched
my asshole. If he shoved his finger in me Jack was sure going to know it.  I
hunkered down a little onto his finger to let him know I was ready.
"Awwwnnn," I cried softly as his thick finger drove up deep inside me.
"Sounds like you're getting the finger," Jack said with a sly grin.
"Yeah..."
Jason quickly found my love nut and started driving me crazy.  I didn't
know if he was fingering Jack's ass or not.
"Come down here on your knees," he said to Jack,  "I wanta suck your
tits."
Jack went to his knees and Jason started sucking his tits. Jason wrapped his
hand around the Jack's butt.  After a couple of minutes Jack's moaning took
on a different tone and he got louder and I realized that Jason was fingering
his ass, too.  He was still fingering my ass and it got so good for me that I
had to stop him.
"Ohhh, stop, I don't want to come yet."
      He didn't pull his finger out but held real still.
"What do you wanta do then," he asked.
"You...know...what we talked about...last time..."
"No, I don't.  Do you know what he wants me to do?" he asked Jack.
They were ganging up on me, playing with my head.
"Ohh," I cried out as Jason probed my prostate again.
"If my finger was bigger I could really make you hell," he said.
"Give me your cock," I blurted out.
With a soft chuckle, Jason gladly obliged. He maneuvered me down to my knees
then onto my back without removing his finger. He kept it up while he spit on
his cock to lube it up.
"Have you done this...been broken in? Last time you wouldn't let me," he
said.
"Yes, my brother fucked me," I said.
"Well, what are big brothers for?" he said, laughing. He grasped both of my
ankles and lifted my legs up and pulled them straight out to the sides, my
asshole pulling apart.  I felt the head of his cock against my hole. He probed
the spongy area and I could feel my hole stretching open.  He pushed harder then
suddenly his cock popped through. I grabbed for the poppers but then
realized that I'd left the bottle in my pants.  It was too late. He was going
in.  The pain was excruciating.  Jack moved to my head and offered me his
cock.
"You need something to bite down on?" he asked jokingly.
I took him gratefully. I got another surprise; I discovered that with my
head tilted back I guess it opened my throat up and I was able to take his
cock all the way down to his balls. His balls were heavy draped across my brow
and my nose. I forgot all about the pain till suddenly it wasn't there anymore
and I was feeling the incredible itch of my prostate being soothed with Jason'
s hot cock.
"You got one hot little brother," he told Jack.
"Yeah, so I found out."
"You, uh...can fuck me if...you want to," the trucker said hesitantly.
"Wow, no shit?"  Jack pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved around
behind Jason.
"Yeah, I never been fucked by a marine before," the trucker said.
"And I never fucked a trucker before," Jack said.
I couldn't see but I could tell when Jack shoved his cock in Jason's butt.

Jason's cock throbbed and bolted inside me like a bar of steel. It was an
incredible fuck. With their rhythm and the power of both of them thrusting
forward, it was like I was getting fucked by both men.  I had the fleeting thought
that maybe they could double fuck me but I didn't dwell on it.  I didn't even
know if it was possible, but the thought of taking both of their big cocks in
my ass at the same time was scary.  I wished they would trade places; that
Jack would fuck me and let Jason fuck him.  I didn't suggest that either; I didn'
t want to piss Jack off.  The end was a chain reaction. Jason suddenly let
out a terrible groan and tossed his head back.
"Ohh, yeah, give it to me. Shit! Aww, it's hot, fuck it in my guts; give me
your load!"  He was cut short by a deeper gutteral groan and his hips lurched
and his cock swelled and quivered inside me just before it unloaded its thick,
hot juices. He barely finished and I shot off.
          They collapsed over me with Jason holding their weight up so they
wouldn't crush me.
          "How was that?" Jason asked me.
          "Great," I said. "How about you?"
          "Unbelievable," he said.  "Shit, with your brother fucking me at
the same times, there were times when I didn't know if I was dreaming or if I
was gong come out of it with my sanity,"  He looked over his shoulder at Jack.
"Does the Marines teach you guys how to fuck like that?"
          Jack laughed.  We stayed like that for a few minutes then Jack
pulled out of Jason's ass. Jason pulled out of mine and Jack pulled us both to our
feet.  We got dressed, Jason and I agreed that we would meet again down at
the park, then the two men shook hands and we left.
          Jack's time for departure was drawing near and we tried to cram all
the sex we could in his last hours.
"There's one thing I wanta do before I leave," Jack said as he was holding
me after one of our bouts.
I hoped he was going to say to fuck him but it was not to be.
"I want us to sixty-nine. You know what I mean?"
"No."
"We suck each other at the same time."
"Aww, I could do that all night."
"I intend to," he said.
Sixty-nining was an incredible experience for me.  I couldn't imagine such
intense, double pleasure.  Sucking Jack's big cock was so much more exciting
when he sucking mine at the same time.
"I wish I was in the Marines with you," I said as he was holding me after
one of our bouts.
"That would be great."
"Tell me bout the Marines," I said.
"What do you want to know?"
"About barracks life.  What all goes on in the barracks?"
Jack laughed.  "Okay, I know what you're asking.  You can come right out and
ask, you know.  The `don't-ask-don't-tell rule' doesn't apply to you."
"So what does go on?" I asked again.  "You said you did stuff with some of
your buddies.  How did that get started?  I would think it would be risk as
hell to even hint at something like that."
"There was no hint to it," Jack said, laughing softly.  "Our DI came into
the barracks one night and asked how many of us were gay.  Well, hell, nobody
was dumb enough to raise his hand and admit to it but the DI said he knew there w
as at least one among us and probably more.  He said he'd never had a platoon
yet where there wasn't at least one guy who was gay, and wasn't anybody
going to own up to it.  Somebody asked if anyone had ever admitted it, and if so,
what happened to him.  The DI said, "Well, he had one hell of a good time all
through his basic training."
"Nobody believed him, of course, but then he started taking off his uniform
and told somebody to lock the doors.  He said he would be able to tell.  He
brought us to attention, two rows standing at the foot of our bunks as he
stripped naked, then he walked real slow down the center of the barracks. He stopped
in front of each one of us, looked us right in the eye.  When he was done, he
put us at-ease and said he spotted three guys who were gay.  Well, everybody
started looking around to see if they could tell who it was, but there was no
way.  There was one kid I thought might be one of them because he'd broke a
sweat.
"The DI said, `You know how I could tell?  Because I'm gay myself.' You
could have heard a pin drop. You couldn't even hear anybody breathing.
The DI told us what he was going to do.  `I'm gonna stretch out here on this
bunk and we're going to turn out the lights, and if anybody wants to come
over here and kneel down beside the bunk and go to confession, he's free to do
so.  Of if you want to start something with your buddy next to you, it's okay.
Because you see, gentlemen, we're not going to go through twelve weeks of
training with this fuck-ass stupid `don-t-ask-don't-tell' rule hanging over our
heads.  Nobody's asking, but I'm giving you a chance to come out without any
repercussions.  Understand that, men, NO Repercussions.  I ain't gonna give a
dam what goes on in this barracks when the lights go out just as long as the
door are secured. If you don't go for it, fine, but any homophobes will be dealt
with by me personally. Then he stretched out on the bunk and told somebody to
turn out the lights.
"And did anything happen?"  I asked, excitedly.
"Yeah, after a few minutes we heard a moan and some wet, slurping noises.  A
couple of us made our way over to the bunk...up close, you could make it out
in the dark...and sure enough there was a guy on his knees sucking off the DI."
"What happened then?" I asked.
"The guy reached out for my cock, then another guy's cock and started taking
turns between the three of us. Pretty soon we could hear moaning coming from
other parts of the barracks, like somebody else was getting sucked off.  I
felt somebody's hands on me, then another pair of hands and then one of the guys
started sucking on my tits and the other one went down on his knees and
started licking my ass and I knew we had more than three gays in the platoon."
"How many were there?"
"Hard to tell, because in the end, it didn't matter much if you were gay or
straight.  After having your sex life locked down by the Marines, it didn't
matter what kind of sex it was as long as it was handy.  That barracks turned
into an orgy that night.  And almost every other night after that.  Shit, we
even had guys sleeping together in the same bunk."
"Oh, fuck, Jack, I've got another hardon just listening to you talk."
"Climb up here on my chest and I'll take care of it for you," he said.

A few months later I got a package form Jack. It was a video made by a
guy named Dirk Yates, with real marines. Jack was in the video; him and
another hunky marine together, jacking off.   I watched the thing as often as I
could, every time mom left the house.  I hid it under some boards up in the
attic, through the opening in my room.

I continued going to the park but I never stayed long. I discovered some
Really nice guys who came down there and wanted to take me to their place.
One day a guy pulled up in a fancy pickup with out-of-state license.  He was a
real hunk.  I'd never seen him before. He offered me a hundred bucks to go with
him.  It was the intrigue as much as the money that made me go with him. He
drove out of town, down some back roads and pulled into a cornfield, drove
along the fence till we came to a wooded area that couldn't be seen from the road.
 We had sex in his truck.  He gave back in return but mostly he was hot for
me.  That's when I realized that I had something guys would pay for. After that
I didn't give it away.  The only thing I gave away was a look and a feel, to
entice them. I even stopped meeting the trucker, Jason.
I was surprised how the grapevine made me known, even in the next state. I
made enough money to buy us a good car. It was to me, like shoving it in m uncle'
s face.
I was in the shower one day when Uncle Travis came in to take a piss.
That didn't bother me, but he didn't leave. He started talking and when I
came out of the shower he was sitting on the stool.  I turned off the shower and
he handed me a towel and kept talking. I was bent over with one foot on the
edge of the tub drying my leg when suddenly he grabbed my butt. I looked over
my shoulder, surprised...stunned, even when went to his knees behind me.
"Aww, fuck, kid, I've been eyeing this butt since you were a boy. I gotta
have it.  Don't tell your mom, okay?"
"Why would I?" I said.
With that feeble assurance he buried his face in my buns and started
lapping at my ass. I bent over to spread my butt apart. He moaned and drove
his tongue through my hole. He was good at it; better than any of the guys at
the park.  He had a long, strong tongue and he could get it real deep in my
ass.  When I got over my shock my brain kicked in. Naturally, my cock got hard
real fast and I straightened and turned around to show it to him.
"You want some of this, too?" I asked cockily, pulling the skin back.
"Aww, yeah! Geez, you're a horse! A young stallion! Fuck, I knew you'd  be
big with a hardon but that thing is awesome."  He cut his admiration short and
took my cock in his mouth; as much of it as he could.  I put my hand on top of
his head and shoved my cock hard against the opening of his throat. Before he
could recoil I'd shoved the head of my cock in his throat.  But he gagged and
backed off of it, coughing and wiping tears.
    "Dam, you could kill a guy with that thing.  Let me get used to it first.
 I'll take it, but I gotta work up to something that size."
I was a little surprised at what I was feeling. There was a sense of great
satisfaction in making my uncle gag on my cock but I was more tolerating him
then feeling any great pleasure from him sucking me.  He worked me up real
fast and I didn't try to hold off.  I didn't know if he swallowed or not, but
when I was getting close I pushed his head back so he could barely reach my cock
with his tongue. I wanted to add a degree of humiliation. I shot all over his
face got a lot of it in his mouth. He wasn't humiliated. He just kept moaning
and whimpering with pleasure as I white-washed his face and pretty near
filled his gaping mouth with come.  He wallowed it around in his mouth for a minute
before he gulped it down. He swiped one hand over his face, smearing the
thick like gravy. I handed him a wet wash cloth.
"Goddd!  I never seen anybody shoot like that before!  Shit, you ARE a horse!"
 he said breathlessly. "Hey, we can do this all the time, now...any time you
wanta get off, which I know is all the time."
"Yeah, about all the time, but there's one little problem," I said.
He scowled.  "Like what?"
"I don't do it for nothing," I said.
"What!  You're fuckin' charging for it?"
"Yeah.  That was a freebie, to thank you for putting me onto the park," I
said.
"I didn't put you on to the park.  I told you to stay away from the park,"
he said.
"Which is the reason I had to go...and you knew I would. You knew what would
happen if I did and you wanted it to happen so you could start doing stuff
with me.  Anyway, next time it'll cost you a hundred bucks."


				  The End