Date: Fri, 11 Feb 2005 05:12:10 EST
From: DaddyShawn@aol.com
Subject: "COURAGE AND HONOR"      Gay - Military

	I'll begin this story by telling you that my name is Rick Stevenson,
but all who know me, call me Gunny! I am a lifer to the Corps and
dedicated to all in which it serves. My daily routine begins at 3:30am at
which point I run at least five miles, then pump weights for a solid two
hours. I am in great physical condition as in the case of most Marines.
By no means am I considered to be an Adonis, nor am I one of those
professional body builders, but standing 6'3" and weighing in at 247
pounds, I am no boy either. My brown hair is cut in the standard
horseshoe cut and my eyes are greenish blue. Proudly enough, I have more
medals and ribbons than the Commandant of the Marine Corps. To say I've
been through some shit would be putting it mildly. None the less, the
Marine Corps way of life, is my way of living. Am I pretty boy? The
answer is rather simple! Hell fucking NO! I've got a three inch scar on
my left cheek and a face that tells the story of a rough way of life.
Where this story happens is only known to me and is really rather
unimportant.

	Being the Gunny of a rather dedicated platoon of young Marines is more
than a privilege, it's an honor. I had their respect and they had mine!
I didn't push them and they didn't push me! The battalion commander,
whose only possession in life, was his pathetic fucking college degree.
He was an absolute idiot who couldn't lead a falling leaf to the ground.
Just by my looks and my combat record, I put the fear of God in him, so
he never fucked with me or my unit whatsoever. Now, that this bumbling
buffoon of a dumb ass is out of this story, I'll get on with it.

	I have been in the Marine Corps since I was 17 and now ten years later,
I worked my way up to the level in which this story all begins. My
parents signed the form for me to enter at the young age of 17 after I
finished high school a year early. Am I gay? No, not at this point, but
something happened in my platoon that would inevitably change my life
forever. Just to tell you a little bit more about myself, more so, my
body, I have a furry chest of black hair that dips down onto my stomach
and into my crotch. My pubic bush is thick with hair and my ball sac is
covered with it as well. My ass crack is hairy, but not the skin on my
butt, nor do I have any hair on my back. My legs are hairy from the top
of my thighs to the break of my toes, as well as my arms. Other than my
backside, I am one hairy mother fucker!

	After having read tons of these stories, I know some of the guys
describe their cocks in AOL inches. Mine is just over 7 ½ inches, cut,
and has a slight downward arch beginning in the middle of the shaft.
Though the length of my dick isn't really a monster, it's the girth
that I am most proud of. I haven't never really measured the thickness,
but I have tried to fuck plenty of women who utterly begged me to stop,
because of its thickness. My recent ex-girlfriend once held a 20 ounce
soda can in one hand while putting her other hand on my erect cock.
According to her, my cock was way thicker than the soda can. She left me
saying that sex was jut too painful to see if our relationship would go
any further.

	Now, back to the story! I had never, not once, looked at another guy as
a sex object, nor have I ever thought of a guy in a sexual manner in the
least. I was in my office doing paperwork when a young Marine knocked on
my door. As I said enter, my eyes began flickering at the vision before
me. He was new to my platoon and he was in my office awaiting
instructions as per any new arrival. His hair was sandy blond in a
typical Marine cut fashion, and his eyebrows looked like they had been
painted on with a thin black paint brush. His eye lashes were long and
equally perfect, only to match pace with his stunning sky blue eyes.
Standing before me, this young kid looked more like he was still in high
school at the tender young age of about 14 or 15. As he stood at
attention awaiting my response, I figured his height to be 5'5" to
5'7" and his weight to be close to 125 or so pounds. I couldn't
believe the Marine Corps would even allow someone like him in. He seemed
to be not big enough to carry a pack, much less an M-16.

	He handed me his file and I instructed him to take a seat. Upon reading
his file, he had entered the Corps at 17 with his parents permission. His
name is Dustin Gaskins! The more I read, I found it extremely difficult
to focus my attention on the words of the file, but more so, him! Dustin
sat motionless in the chair opposite me as I fought with the reading of
his file. As I sat there pretending to read the file, but strained my
eyes on this specimen of beauty, I discovered that my cock was rock hard.
In my mind, I tried to shake my head free of all these new and befuddled
thoughts, but only his total beauty luxuriously filled my every thought
process. He looked to pretty to be a guy! That was the bottom line! I
knew I had to do something, so quickly dismissed him from my office after
giving him his instructions. When he spoke upon his exit, my ears caught
the most angelic voice I had ever heard to date. His voice was temptingly
soft with the utmost of eloquence only befitted to someone who was as
perfect as him.

	Once Dustin left my office, I went straight to the head and pounded my
throbbing meat. I fought with every ounce of strength I had to fantasize
about some woman, but only the thought of Dustin brought me to one hell
of an orgasm. For the next two weeks, my attention vastly grew on Dustin.
Stealing glances every chance I could. Being in the mid heat of summer,
seeing him wearing his sweat soaked t-shirt utterly made my mouth water.
I was lost in a world of confusion, finding myself completely attracted
to a guy, but only one whose name is Dustin Gaskins. Looking at him
bending over to do something, I always found myself straining to stare at
his jutting butt. Naturally, cause of his physical size, his butt was
rather small, but profoundly shaped. As each day passed, I became more
and more lost in his God given beauty. Even all sweaty, I found myself
inhaling deeply at his natural aphrodisiac entrancing aroma. What in
God's name had I become? The one thing I disliked most of all, a cock
sucking faggot! Now, I was literally drooling over a young boy, all of
17. I kept on telling myself I was no faggot and that I was just going
over a phase in my life.

	To get down right to the nitty gritty of the story, it was the night, a
Friday night to be exact, that my life as I knew it would change forever.
I lived off base in a house I had purchased in a mid level income
subdivision. It was 7 at night when my doorbell rang. I was wearing short
running shorts, after all, this is my home. Standing in my doorway was
two of my Marines with Dustin walking up behind them. To make a rather
long and complicated story short, the other two Marines wanted to drop
Dustin off at my house cause they had two hot numbers (women) going back
to the room that all three of them shared. Naturally, Dustin was the
third man out, so I graciously welcomed his companionship for the
evening.

	Dustin was wearing really tight 501 jeans that clearly outlined his
rather non noticeable basket. He had on a pullover t-shirt that fit
rather snuggly to his chest. Once the other two Marines departed with
their dates, I invited Dustin to come on inside. It wasn't until he was
standing in my living room that I noticed that this young gorgeous Adonis
had about a one inch gap between his legs, though he was standing as if
he were at attention. I felt my cock bounce to life so I quickly sat down
in the recliner and eyed his every movement as he jutted his shapely butt
backwards and sat down on the sofa. We chatted about our lives for a
little while, while the TV was playing something neither one of us found
intriguing.

	Once my cock deflated, I got us some beers and resumed my position in
the recliner. Normally, I would never approve of underage drinkers, but I
always made an exception for a Marine. My philosophy was simple. If
you're old enough to fight for this country, then you're old enough to
drink! Plain and simple! After finishing off our second beers, Dustin got
up to go get some more. For whatever the reason may have been, my eyes
followed his shapely butt as he graciously sauntered into the kitchen.
Once again, my cock bounced back to life and I had to put my left hand in
my crotch to hopefully conceal my endless excitement. He had politely
asked me if he could change the channel and I welcomed him to it. He
stretched his right arm over to the coffee table to get the remote and
hit the play button by accident. One of my porn movies was already in the
DVD player and boom, instantly, we both saw some big dick guy plow this
woman's asshole. To say I was mortified would be saying it lightly, but
Dustin just uttered, "Wow, she's taking his big dick right up her
ass!" Then he turned to face me and angelically asked, "Gunny, you mind
if we watch this?" Fluttered and unable to speak, I just nodded my head.

	If my cock wasn't hard enough before, it became painfully erect now.
Scene after anal plugging scene flung before our very eyes. This was a
four hour DVD and we had been watching it since the very first scene. I
thought Dustin was completely engrossed in the movie, so I stole the
opportunity to get us some more beers. My cock was harder than a piece of
metal as I placed his beer in front of him. I tried to hold my boner down
with my left hand as I placed his beer down, then quickly shot back to
the safety of the recliner, but Dustin eagerly stated, "Damn Gunny, this
shit got you fired up too!" Like a fool, I replied, "Yeah!" While the
movie played, all I could think of was Dustin laying in my bed, totally
nude. For some unknown reason, I wanted to taste whatever prize lay
hidden between that one inch gap between his slender legs. At this point,
all Dustin had to do was drop his drawers and I would have wasted no time
in crawling between his legs and doing the unthinkable.

	As the movie played, I noticed that Dustin's arms had no hairs on them
whatsoever, nor could I get a straight shot at his basket. He was looking
at the movie and I was drooling over him. My shorts were drenched with
pre cum and my cock throbbed in misery. My attention was drawn to his
voice as he pointed at the TV and excitingly said, "Holy shit, that dude
has one fat cock. I know he aint going to fuck her in the ass with that
thing!" Sure enough, I looked at the guy and he had one that was thicker
than mine, longer too. Just in the case as the previous scenes, the guy
shoved his fat fucker straight up her ass and the lady kept on begging
for more. Dustin yelped, "Holy fuck! She's taking it! Damn, I bet she
feels full now. I know I would be!" As he tossed that last sentence out,
he quickly shot me a glance to see whether or not I heard his words. Not
even a deaf man in my position would have missed his last sentence. I
know I sure as fuck didn't!

	Teasingly, I said, "Damn Dustin, as little as you are, that thing would
split you in two!" He looked at me, then smiled, forcing his two little
dimples on his cheeks to match his breathtaking beauty. He didn't offer
any response, but turned his attention back to the fuck scene. A few
seconds later, he gulped down his beer and stood up. My eyes locked onto
his now noticeable basket. It was still kind of small, but it was a
definite protruding pouch. He leaned over me to get my empty can and I
immediately began sniffing his soapy fresh scent while still keeping both
eyes locked onto his hidden treasure. I wanted so badly to reach out and
latch onto him with both hands, but I was frozen in time and scared of
the reality before me. After all, I hated faggots, but here I am, all
alone with the one guy who I constantly jacked-off about since his
arrival to my platoon. The one thing I hated, I now longed for. Another
man's cock!

	Some two hours later, and several pisses in between, Dustin finally cut
the TV off and we just sat there talking about trivial crap. We talked
about each others ex girlfriends and I discovered through our
conversation that Dustin was more on the kinky side of things. He told me
about his ex high school girlfriend who was just as kinky as himself. She
used to lick his asshole for a long time, stick her fingers inside his
hole, use objects to penetrate, and always drank his cum. The more he
talked about her, the more I wished I was her. The beer started taking
its toll on me and I became a little more comfortable talking about my
past sex life. I confessed about my last girlfriend telling him that she
said our sex life was too painful for her. I even went as far as telling
him about her comparing my cock with the soda can saying my cock was
thicker than the can.

	Dustin stood up, holding his beer in his left hand and walked up to the
edge of the recliner, and blistered my ears saying, "Okay Gunny, let's
compare your dick with my beer can. I'll be the judge! Stand up so I can
give you the official results!" My legs shook ferociously as I stood
straight up. My cock pressed hard against the thin fabric of my shorts.
Dustin angelically whispered, "Pull your shorts down Gunny!" I hooked
the inseams and slid them down letting them fall to my ankles. My cock
sprang into view and Dustin just kept looking at it while I kept my eyes
on his gorgeous face. Dustin responded by saying, "Hot damn Gunny!
That's one thick mother fucker! Jesus Christ, that thing aint no dick,
it's a fucking weapon!" I stood there offering not a word, but as soon
as his right hand touched the skin on my cock, millions upon millions of
volts of electricity scorched my entire body. His touch was elegant and
soft as he stretched his fingers to just touch the one side of my
erection. Dustin sank to his knees while lifting my man meat straight up.
He put his beer can next to my cock and the heat from his hand and the
coldness of the beer can forced my cock to dance in his clutches.

	He turned my cock in all sorts of angles while his hot breath beat down
on my open pre cum dripping piss slit. For about three or so minutes,
Dustin inspected my cock while comparing it with the beer can. He got up
and sat back on the sofa and I had to ask, "Well, what are your
findings?" He shook his head, smiled deeply, and said,
"Congratulations, your dick is way thicker than this can! Damn Gunny,
how'd you get that so fucking thick?" My response was pure and simple,
"Born with it!" He had inspected my cock and I thought turn around was
fair play, so I asked, "So Dustin, what can I compare your dick to?" He
let out a forced chuckle, then quickly shot back, "What dick? You got a
pencil?" I fired right back, "Come on now, it's thicker than any
pencil. Let me compare it with something." Dustin licked his brilliant
thin pink lips, then uttered, "You don't have anything small enough.
The only thing my dick is good for is shooting sperm. I can shoot a
pretty far distance and with a good bit too. My last girlfriend tried to
swallow my cum once, but she got all pissed off when she gagged and
yanked my dick out of her mouth, causing me to shoot the rest of my shit
in her face and hair."

	Holding back the desire to see his treasure no longer, I got up and
walked over in front of him and said, "It's my turn now! Stand up and
drop your shit!" Dustin looked up at me and I extended a hand to offer
him assistance in getting up off the sofa. I backed up a few inches as he
unbuttoned his jeans and my eyes followed his clothing as he slid them
down. I stopped him once he was about to show me his cock and instructed
him to take off his shirt, which he did. Once he tossed his shirt onto
the sofa, his hands returned to his jeans and began pulling them down.
His chest was bare of any hair and his nipples were small, but amazingly
erect. His stomach was coated with a set of perfectly defined abdomen
muscles which wrinkled upon his every move. His belly button wasn't an
inny, nor an outty. Just a couple of circles over lapping the other. He
didn't even have a goody trail either. The young Marine was literally
void of any hair form on his God given Adonis perfect body.

	Like a professional dancer doing a strip tease, Dustin slowly pushed his
garments down. His pubic region was as hairless as a new born baby's
bottom until he reached further down and that's when I saw the beginning
of a perfect V shaped soft and curly black pubic hair. He only had about
an inch worth of hair before I got to see the base of his erect cock. My
heart pounded heavily and my palms were distinctly sweaty. Dustin spoke
softly, "Now don't laugh when I drop my drawers. I've already told you
it is really nothing to see." I could see his now protruding hip bones
as the material lowered one final inch and out popped his rock hard young
Marine cock. It stood straight out from his muscular little frame without
any arch to it whatsoever. Rock hard, it was about five inches long and
very slender. The head of his slender cock was just barely covered with
foreskin, giving it the appearance of a sneak peak to his piss slit. It
was very creamy in color and it throbbed, causing his rock hard beauty to
bounce softly in the room's air. As his pants and underwear lowered, I
could see his medium sized perfectly shaped nuggets as they hung low a
good three inches from the base of his cock. The sac itself only had a
few lost strands of small curly dark hair. Dustin allowed his jeans and
underwear to fall to his ankles as I was now on my knees, dazing into his
pre cum oozing piss slit.

	My right hand shook as I raised it to grip onto Dustin's young pole. As
soon as my hand made contact with his electrifying cock, I almost
fainted. This was the fist time I had ever touched another man's cock,
but from the first feeling, I already knew in my mind, I never wanted to
let go. My fingers easily wrapped around the shaft of his cock as the
silky skin on his cock was smoothly slid backwards to reveal a missile
shaped cock head. It was a hot pinkish color and his pre cum began oozing
out profusely. My left hand swung out to cup his wonderful, silky to the
touch, free swinging balls. All Dustin had to do was give me some
indication that he wanted me to suck his cock and I would have happily
done so, but he just stood there not saying a word. My right hand
instinctively slowly jacked his hard cock while my left hand fondled his
perfect balls.

	My nostrils inhaled deeply, capturing his freshly soaped intoxicating
aroma, mixed with his natural aphrodisiac entrancing scent. Dustin's
words brought me back to reality, "So Gunny, what do you think that
little dick is compared to?" Keeping my hands on his cock and balls, I
cleared my throat, then roughly whispered, "Beauty!" Dustin sort of
giggled, then asked, "Beauty, what do you mean by that Gunny?" I
thought for a second, but kept my hands on his steaming package, then
replied, "It's just beautiful, I guess!" Dustin did a side step, bent
over and pulled his jeans and underwear back up, then sat back on the
sofa. I was still on my knees, relishing the fact I had just touched
another man's cock and balls. I walked into the kitchen and got us two
more beers, handed one to Dustin and sat back down in the recliner.

	Dustin took a sip of his beer, sat it down, cleared his throat, then
softly spoke, "Gunny, I can see why you have some problems with women.
I've never seen a cock so thick before. On the brighter side of things,
I know plenty of people who would love to feel that thick beast fill
their ass. Your girlfriend is stupid not to want to stay with you cause
of the thickness of your cock. I know if I met someone, I wouldn't end a
relationship cause of something like that." I just shook my head still
baffled over feeling Dustin's hard cock and piping hot balls. His scent
still remained inside my nostrils and as each second ticked by, I was
getting hotter and hotter.

	I looked at him and muster up the courage to ask, "Dustin, have you
ever been with a guy?" His smile was priceless as he looked me into the
eyes and softly replied, "Gunny, yeah, I've been with some guys before,
but I'm not all that experienced at it. When I fooled around with
another guy, I've always been the bottom and I really enjoy it. Because
of the size of my dick, I've had my problems with the girls, but with
the guys, they seem not to care about my dick size. And one other thing.
I am really picky when it comes to doing anything with a guy. I'm not
into the pretty boy types. I like my men to be a man, not a boy." I was
still sitting there frozen in time when Dustin added, "Gunny, are you
gay, bisexual, or just curious?"

	Looking him into his eyes, I blurted out all of my honesty, "Right now,
I don't even know what I am. All of my life, I've hated faggots and all
in which they stood for. But just recently, something weird has taken
control of my life and I don't know how to fight it. Everything I hated,
I now have become. I've dedicated my life to the Marine Corps and can't
think of dishonoring it in such a way of me being a cock sucker, a faggot
if you will. To me, that would be a disgrace!" Dustin got up and knelt
down to my left side and placed his left hand on my thigh, then
angelically whispered, "Your way of thinking is wrong! Regardless of
whom you choose to have sex with, has nothing to do with how well you
perform your Marine Corps duties. Because of you, your experience, your
dedication, and your reputation, you have a whole platoon who will follow
you straight into the belly of Hell! That sir, is honor, not dishonor.
I've never seen combat, nor do I want to, but if the time comes, I
can't think of anyone I'd rather go with, than you. Not to change the
subject, but I remember the first time I had sex with another guy. I was
petrified and excited all at the same time. When it was all said and
done, I felt guilty, thinking that I did something terribly wrong. One
day, I realized that I no longer cared what other people might say. How
could something be so wrong, yet, feel so perfectly right? Opposites
attract, and for me, being so little and basically hairless, I like my
men rugged looking, hairy, not smooth, and older!"

	I didn't know what to say, but only could look into his gorgeous,
flashing eyes. Dustin smiled, then asked, "Gunny, if there was anything
in the world you could do right now, what would that one thing be?" The
words just wouldn't come out no matter how hard I tried in vain to spit
them out. I wanted so badly to kiss him, to hold him, to make love to
him, but I was unable to find the courage needed to tell him. He saw I
was lost for words and must have seen my face turn two shades whiter,
cause he scooted his gorgeous muscular frame between my legs, placing
both hands on my upper thighs and softly whispered, "You want the same
thing in life I want, to be and feel special. I already know, or at least
I have a pretty good idea what you want. You are way too much of a man to
speak the truth. I know that! You are a hero in the eyes of many and a
Marine in the eyes of all! I can respect and honor you for that! By no
means is courage to tell me the truth dishonorable. It is your way of
life that is the honor and creed in which others follow, to death, if
need be!"

	As if life couldn't get any tougher for me, the reality of being in the
seclusion of my own home with Dustin, all alone, just got tougher. He
wasn't aware of the devastating emotions he was firing upon me with his
hands caressing my hairy thighs. His words seemed to come from someone
much older than from he himself. My mouth twitched the unbearable words I
so desperately needed to say and just as I said, "Dustin, I've
gooooooooooooooooooooooooot, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He yanked my
shorts down and slammed his little mouth just barely over the enormous
mushroom head of my pre cum spitting cock. The fiery heat from within his
mouth cooked the head of my cock while his small hands fought with my
shorts to completely remove them from my shivering body. It was quite a
struggle, but Dustin had the true nerves of any Marine fighting a battle
to get my shorts off and onto the floor. With his elbows, he guided my
legs into a spread eagle position while his hot wide open mouth and snake
like tongue teased and tortured the head of my thick cock. Amazingly
enough, I never once felt his teeth as he now had the entire mushroom
head inside his fiery mouth. Dustin gagged several times as he tried in
vain to shove more and more meat into his gaping mouth.

	The pure sight of seeing him slip his mouth from my cock and start
licking the head like a ice cold lollipop almost caused me to blast my
load. His hands squeezed, pulled, and rolled my balls to one hell of a
torturous satisfaction. Dustin licked and nibbled all over my cock while
burning my ears with his eloquent precious moans. His eyes water from his
gagging, but that didn't stop him from opening his mouth wide and force
the head and about half of an inch of shaft inside his choking hot mouth.
His hands never touched my throbbing cock, nor did they have to. I can't
remember the time somebody actually wanted to suck my cock like Dustin
was now doing. It was as if he couldn't get enough, though he gagged and
gagged, but always managed to get a little bit more in at a time. My
hands caressed all over his cock sucking bobbing head, lost in the
feeling of his gentleness and youth. After a few seconds of sucking my
cock, Dustin withdrew his mouth and immediately began licking all over my
cum filled large hairy balls. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him no
matter how hard I tried in vain to close them. He worked on my balls for
a while, then returned back to sucking on my cock.

	My head was spinning a mile a second and my heart was beating heavily.
Dustin slipped his mouth off of my cock one more time, swiped his pink
thin lips with his snaking tongue, smiled, then stated, "Damn, that's
one thick dick! So, Gunny, tell me what you would like to do?" I was
naked sitting in the recliner and lost in his total beauty, incapable of
finding the words, or any words for that matter. Dustin stood up and
said, "Still too much of a man to say what you want! I can understand,
so let me help you a bit!" I sat there completely dazed and watched in
awe as Dustin began taking his pants and underwear off. He kicked off his
shoes and pulled his jeans and underwear down, kicking them to the floor.
He bent over and pulled each sock off and I watched as his balls rose,
giving me a sneak peak at the smooth area darting backwards to his butt.
Completely naked and with a steel like erection, Dustin stepped between
my still spread legs causing the flesh of his smooth legs to rest against
my hairy legs. His pre cum dripping cock bounced with his every heartbeat
right before my very eyes. As if his cock were some hypnotic and powerful
magnet, my face inched cautiously forward. I breathed in his intoxicating
aromatic scent as my mouth acted on its own and opened, sinking my lips
around his silky smooth flesh of his rock hard young cock.

	With my lips sealing his shaft, my tongue crawled the short distance to
his foreskin covered cock head and tasted, for the first time, another
man's pre cum. It was slick, gooey, and it possessed a mild hint of
salt, but overall, it was rewardingly exciting. Dustin bucked his hips
forward, driving his cock between my lips. The feeling of having his cock
lodged inside my mouth, tasting his wonderful pre cum, overwhelmed my
every emotion. It was as if his cock found a home and my mouth was his
cock's shelter. I didn't gag not once, nor did I ever find the art of
cock sucking repulsive, instead, I began plowing my face into his little
pubic hair with each and every thrust. My left hand found his balls and I
began playing gleefully with them while my right hand snuck around his
slender body and cupped his solid little butt cheeks. My one hand could
almost cover both cheeks and one finger slipped inside his mildly moist
crack. Just form the touch, I could tell Dustin had very little hair
between his crack and what he did have, tickled my exploring finger.

	Dustin flung his head back while gripping my head and said, "Yes Gunny,
that's it, suck my little dick, oh God, etc..." He kept on talking just
like that while I worked on his young masterpiece, begging inwardly to
taste his forbidden cream. With his cock rifling in and out of my mouth,
my hand playing with his balls, and the other hand roaming his muscular
ass, I was now, if not ever, a true blue cock sucking machine. His pre
cum awoke my every hidden passion with its true and amazing taste,
filling my taste buds with joy, causing me to suck his slender morsel as
if there would be no tomorrow. His body was rocking back and forth and my
head was greeting his thrusts with thrusts of my own. The finger probing
his little crack, struck gold and landed on his bung hole. I could feel
the little hairs as they surrounded the tiny sealed orifice, but my
finger kept on drawing mini circles, one right after the other.

	I soon found myself lost in the passion of lust, delirious in delight,
sucking Dustin's superb cock and fingering his moist hot little asshole.
My nose was being smashed into his soft pubic hairs with each violent
thrust of my mouth on his joystick. Dustin groaned, "God yes Gunny, suck
that cock, yes, yes, that's it, finger my asshole Marine, finger it
good!" The more his verbal sounds flew into my ears, the faster my mouth
bobbed on his sweet young cock. My saliva dripped from the corners of my
mouth as if I were a dog ravished with rabies. My tongue frolicked
between his foreskin and twirled all over his silky shaft. I cupped his
balls and raised them closer to his cock where upon each downward thrust,
I lovingly swabbed the hard egg shaped nuggets with my tongue. Dustin was
groaning and I was whimpering, begging for the love juice only he could
offer me. Not only did I want to keep his young cock inside my mouth, my
only thought was tasting his sperm.

	With one loud smack of my suctioning lips, Dustin yanked his cock out of
my mouth. My eyes watered and I silently begged for him to feed me his
tasty sweet cock. My mouth remained open, caught off guard from his
sudden withdrawal. Dustin leaned down and tenderly planted a soft kiss
directly on my lips. Our tongues collided and I no longer cared that I
was now swapping spit with another guy. At this point, I wouldn't have
cared if we would have been in the middle of a parade, directly at the
center of everyone's attention. Even his tongue tasted heavenly. Never
had a woman kiss me so passionately than what I now was experiencing. I
wanted more! I needed more! Once our lips broke their solid seal, my
hands fell onto his hips and slowly guided him to turn all the way
around. Dustin was almost completely turned around when he leaned his
head back towards me and said, "Gunny, I took a shower earlier, but I'm
not really all that clean back there, if you know what I mean." His
statement was conquered by a greedy lust as I literally forced him to
bend over and place both hands onto the coffee table while I slid off the
recliner, spreading his silky legs in the process. His jutting creamy
butt jutted out to greet my animalistic face.

	My hands fell onto each of his smooth, muscularly dimpled ass cheeks and
spread them wide apart. Little black hairs darted just inside the crack,
leading to his clearly visible puckering pucker hole. Dustin was still
pleading his hygiene status as I pressed my nose directly into his young
almost hairless crack. The aroma was pungent and very musky, but
certainly not degrading or foul. My nostril trailed his crack until it
began gliding up and down on his twitching anus. His ass juice filled my
lungs with a scent never before noticed by me. I knew where my nose was
and I still couldn't get over the fact that I had my nose pressed onto
another man's asshole. Not only was I lost in the aroma, I fell in mad
love with it. Not being a stranger to eating ass, I shot out my tongue
and splattered it right on his pink sealed hole. Dustin groaned as my
tongue shoveled at his backdoor, his legs began shaking while he tossed
his head from side to side.

	His hole was already slick from his sweat, now being added was my
saliva. The harder I stabbed at his backdoor, the more my tongue slipped
inside his fiery hot rectum. Dustin released the coffee table with both
hands, reached behind him, and snatched hold of his ass cheeks and yanked
them even wider apart. My nose was digging into his crack, my chin was
pressed against the area between his crack and low hanging balls, while
my tongue delightfully slobbered in and out of his muscle convulsing
asshole. No longer did Dustin focus his attention to his hygiene status,
he was now cooing loudly from his asshole being rapidly tongue fucked.
His entire young body quivered as I managed to slip my tongue into his
fiery hot rectum as far as it could go. At its farthest level, my tongue
released a hidden aromatic capsule lodged somewhere deep within this
gorgeous boy's anal canal. A blast of intoxicating aromatic anal cologne
shot up my inhaling nostrils and filtered throughout my expanding lungs.
With my tongue drilling away in his ass, my right hand reached around and
locked onto his rock hard boner while my left hand fell onto his hanging
balls. I was eating his ass, stroking his hard cock, and gently tugging
and twisting on his cum filled jewels. Dustin cried out, "Eat my ass! Oh
fuck yes Gunny! Squeeze my balls hard, HARDER! Fuck, fuck, FUCKKKKKK!"
He began gyrating his ass onto my ass eating tongue while shouting out
words of sexual bliss. His verbal tones only heightened my already horny
state, forcing me to drill his hot ass like a pile driver.

	Dustin screamed, "Gunny, Gunny, let's, oh shit, let's go, oh God,
into the, fuck me, bedroom!" He pulled forward causing my anal probing
tongue to slip free from his wonder chamber, then stood up on very shaky
legs. Not waiting for my reaction, Dustin began staggering down the hall
with me in tow watching his hot muscular little butt wink into my eyes
with each step he took. No sooner had he got on the bed, I placed him on
his back and grabbed his silky legs, shoved them over his head causing
both knees to extend beyond his head and impale the mattress. My tongue,
having a mind of its own, hungrily dove back into Dustin's exposed
asshole. My left hand latched onto his straining erection and slowly
began working the silk skin up and down while my tongue rooted
desperately inside his hot and tasty asshole. My right thumb dug into the
smooth flesh just outside his tongue filled asshole and the break of his
ass cheek, forcing more of his anus to welcome my slithering tongue.
Dustin was groaning, moaning, cooing, whimpering, and shouting with anal
pleasing paradise.

	As time lovingly passed, I found myself tongue fucking his glorious
asshole, sucking his delicious cock, and bathing his cum filled balls
with my mouth, bringing his close to busting his load many, many times.
As each time Dustin got close to unleashing his load, I backed off and
returned to another portion of his delightful solid body. This went on
for a long time until Dustin passionately yelled, "Fuck me! Gunny, fuck
me! Oh fuck Gunny, fuck me NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" My tongue slipped from
his asshole and I looked into his entrancing eyes and whispered,
"Dustin, I don't want to ever hurt you." He smiled back at me, swiped
his quivering lips with his pink tongue, then replied, "I want it! I
want to feel your big cock up my ass! I want to feel you pound that thick
mother fucker in my ass. Oh God Gunny, don't tease me no more. Fuck me!
FUCK ME NOW!"

	I slid off of the bed and frantically searched the bathroom for some
lube. No such luck! I literally ran into the kitchen and couldn't find
anything that could be used for lubrication either. My mind raced with
panic thoughts in an attempt to find something, anything for lubrication.
I opened up the refrigerator, and the only thing I could find was butter.
I grabbed the butter and ran back into the bedroom. Dustin had sat up on
his butt and once seeing me return, he lay back on his back and got back
into the same position with his knees impaling the mattress, over his
head. I climbed in behind him and positioned my knees between his body. I
scooped up some butter with my fingers and began smearing it onto his
asshole. I couldn't keep my eyes off of his cock while applying globs of
the butter into his butt. One finger, two fingers, three fingers, then
four began slowly diving in and out while twisting and turning. The
butter was as slick as any lube I've ever used. Not to mention the smell
of the butter mixed with his aromatic anal juice was beyond mind
boggling.

	I leaned forward and sucked in his beautiful cock and began bobbing my
head up and down. He wanted me to fuck him, and I wanted to ever so
badly, but first, I had already made up my mind what I wanted to do
before any anal penetration was to happen. Dustin used both his hand to
rub my head as I skillfully sucked on his slender hard cock. My fingers
pummeled inside his anal canal bringing him closer and closer to
unleashing his hot spunk. The time I had inwardly longed for was at hand.
Dustin cried out, "Shit, Gunny, Gunny, I'm, oh fuck, I'm going to, oh
God, oh God, aghshitttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
ttttttttttttttttt!" His body tensed and his cock expanded to twice its
thickness as the first volley of sperm rockets crashed into my mouth. His
cum was hot and thick and it sprayed my mouth with jet after jet,
seemingly never ending. I tried to restrain from allowing myself the
pleasure of tasting my first man seed, but his cock kept on spewing its
thick and creamy load. I was nervous and a bit scared of swallowing
sperm, but I told myself that this thick stuff belonged to Dustin, so I
opened my throat and got a good helping of his creamy cum. It was gooey,
hot, and contained a mild taste of salt, but not overpowering. While I
was swallowing his thick load, my left hand was coating the butter onto
my aching hard cock and my four fingers of my right hand were still
lubricating his asshole. I swallowed and swallowed and as each thick
creamy strand of his hot tasty sperm slid down my throat, I found myself
craving for more and more.

	I couldn't begin to tell you how many ropes of hot sperm flooded my
mouth, but it seemed like he shot sperm for a solid five minutes before
it managed to slow to a steady delicious trickle. I hungrily sucked all
the sperm he had to offer and felt his cock begin to deflate within the
resounding comfort of my mouth. Dustin was panting heavily and his young
body was uncontrollably convulsing. My mouth slipped off of his now
completely sleeping cock and I withdrew my four fingers and quickly stuck
the head of my thick cock up to his slick asshole. His eyes were tightly
closed as if he were peacefully sleeping, but as I pushed rather hard
onto his ass, his eyes popped open just as the thick mushroom head slid
into his greasy anal canal. His mouth opened wide in the perfect form of
a circle, but there was not a single sound uttered from it. I managed to
get the entire head in and just held there to let him try and adjust.
Only soft whimpers evaded his wide open mouth. I pushed it about a half
of an inch further up his tight ass and Dustin grunted loudly while
clamping his teeth down onto his bottom lip.

	"Oh shit, fuck it's thick! It's fucking THICK! Oh God, oh God, ah,
um, shit, Gunny, FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" His body twitched and because
of his movement, he forced about three fat inches up his ass in one
sudden move. Dustin began slamming the sides of his face into the
mattress as his fingers clawed the flesh on my back. If his body was
shaking before, it most certainly was now. His ankles locked around my
head like a vise and he was involuntarily forcing me to sink my cock
deeper into his stretched rectum. Never before had my cock ever
experienced the feeling of being inside an asshole. I had enough problems
finding a girl who would let me fuck her pussy. Now, my cock was being
crushed inside Dustin's ass while the heat from within was quickly
scorching my shaft. He bucked his body and the remainder of my cock
pushed its way through into the deepest depth I could deliver.

	I felt his anal muscles coil around my cock with his every breath. He
was grunting like crazy while blowing air from his lungs, striking his
fresh breath straight up my nostrils. With each heavy breath, Dustin's
hot little ass seemed to be trying to pull more and more of my cock
inside him. The feeling of having my cock buried deep inside his anal
canal was beyond any description no words could ever do justice for. Not
really knowing what I should do next, I began to slowly withdraw my meat
from his muscle clamping asshole. I got nearly the head of my cock out of
his ass and slowly pushed it all the way back inside his rectum. Dustin
wasn't shouting any words, but he was panting and whimpering with each
long, thick stroke. His hands were clutching the back of my head and mine
his as I began to hasten my pace a bit. In no time, I found myself
pounding my cock deep and heavy in and out of his asshole. His ass
muscles were unbelievable as they fought to suck my cock back into its
heated depth.

	While I was pounding his asshole, showing no mercy, I felt Dustin's
cock regain its erect status as it stretched and pressed against my heavy
breathing stomach. Dustin began yelling, "Yes, YES, fuck me, fuck me
HARD! Pound my ass! Shit, feed me your cock Gunny!" I was humping,
grinding, and drilling my meat into his asshole while my lips began to
lower close to his lips. Our tongues collided in mid air as his hot
breath blistered my inhaling nostrils. My mouth sank over his and our
tongues fought brilliantly in the confinements of the other's mouth. The
sickening thud of flesh slapping flesh echoed down the hall as I crammed
my meat hard and heavy with each forceful thrust, deep inside his
clamping asshole. My left hand left his head and immediately fell upon
the silky smooth flesh of his straining hard cock. I jacked him wildly
matching pace with my cock driving in and out of his churning asshole. My
heavy free swinging hairy balls smashed with a thud against his crack
upon each forceful thrust of my cock. As all good things must come to an
end, my cock literally threw up, spitting my thick man seed deep into his
wonderful hot rectum.

	Never in my life had I ever experienced an orgasm such as the one I now
was going through. My mind was seeing stars and I felt faint, but my cock
kept on firing sperm torpedoes, one right after the other. I was still
fucking him hard and furiously and our lips still sealed the other's
heavy breathing mouth. Finally, I felt my cock begin to slowly deflate,
when Dustin screamed, "Shit, I'm, oh fuck, ohhhhhhhhhh!" Not wanting
any of his delicious honey go to waste, I slammed my mouth onto his soon
to be erupting cock just in time as several thick globs of creamy Dustin
sperm shot into my mouth. It wasn't as powerful as his first one, but it
certainly had more of a saltier taste than previous. Nonetheless, I
greedily swallowed it all and hungrily lapped up the few remaining
trickles.

	Once everything was said and done, I collapsed on the bed next to him on
his right side. We both lay there, flat on our backs, breathing heavily
while looking up at the ceiling. He was looking at the ceiling, I was
still looking at his sleeping cock to which was peacefully resting
towards me. A short time later, Dustin said, "Gunny, that was awesome. I
really didn't know if I could take your cock up my ass or not, but now,
I feel completely empty not having that thick meat inside me. I've never
felt so wanted in my life. Thank you!" I mustered up the words by
saying, "Dustin, you are my first and it wouldn't hurt my feelings any
if you were my only. I can't even begin to tell you how I feel right
now, I just..." He cut me off as he rolled on top of me, kissed my lips,
then softly whispered, "I'll always be your Marine, Semper Fidelis,
courage and honor!"

	That was ten years ago and now I'm retired from the Corps. As I sit
here and type this story my mind goes back in time as to when I first met
Dustin. Ten years is a long time and time has a way of changing people.
The way they think, act, and often times, look. As I glance over at the
form laying on his left side, completely nude, covers kicked off, with
his left knee arched up to his bent arm, I stare at the hottest ass on
earth. I think of Dustin and all the things we did together and how he
changed my life. I found myself wondering how someone like him, with all
of his profound beauty could even think of having sex with someone like
me, with all of my battle scars and Marine way of life. I was lucky I
guess for those times and I cherished each and every moment he graced my
life with. Now, I sit here and stare at the vision I now know as my true
love, my lover for life. Though I think of Dustin from ten years ago, I
think of Dustin present day. I know exactly what he is doing at this very
moment. As I turn my head to the left, Dustin is peacefully sleeping.


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