Date: Fri, 8 Feb 2008 08:01:05 -0700 From: Greg Reese Subject: Marine Corps News - Chapter 4 This is a work of fiction. In this story the characters live in a disease free world and the use of condoms is not portrayed. Reality is different, practice safe sex, wear a condom. I reach out for Gunny Sanchez' hard cock as he approaches my bed. I begin stroking it back and forth, marveling at how the foreskin slides up and over the head of his cock. While I'm stroking his cock, he leans forward and begins to lick the pools of cum off my stomach and chest. He flicks his tongue over one of my nipples and my cock quickly responds. Satisfied that he's cleaned up all of my cum, Gunny Sanchez climbs on the bed, throwing his legs over my head. We are now in a perfect 69 position as he begins to lick my cock. I'm still slowly stroking his, I pull his hips down and suck both his egg sized balls into my mouth. Sanchez lets out a long groan. I work on his balls until they begin to tighten and draw up in their sack. Sanchez has now spit my cock out and is panting while he slowly strokes my cock. I spit his balls out and proceed to start licking back towards his beautiful hole. My tongue finds his pucker and I begin to lick at the lips of his manpussy. Sanchez' cock flexes and I am rewarded with a steady stream of cock juice. Sanchez begins bucking his hips, causing his hole to slide up and down on my tongue. I reach up and grab his beautiful ass cheeks to steady him as I slowly insert the tip of my tongue into his ass. I begin to tongue fuck his hole as he sucks my cock back in and begins chowing down on it, sucking and licking as though he is a starving man and this is the last taste of meat he will get. I stop tongue fucking him and start fingering his hole. The middle finger of my left hand slides in easily, it's tight and warm and moist inside his man pussy. My cock, still buried in Sanchez' mouth, flexes again and he is rewarded with a stream of my cock juice. Sanchez is grinding his hips on my finger, begging me to shove my cock up his ass and fuck him. I insert another finger and continue to fuck Sanchez. Sanchez goes wild on my fingers, panting, bucking, he stops sucking my cock and looking back over his shoulder begs me to please fuck him, he wants my cock in his ass so bad. I remove my fingers and Sanchez spins around and slams his hips down on my cock, taking me in one fell swoop. A look of pure ectasy washes over his face as he sits there, enjoying the hardness and thickness of my cock up his tight ass. His own cock is so hard that it looks as though it will break into pieces at any moment. His foreskin is shucked over the head of his dick and forms a pucker of skin where his piss slit would be. Clear juice is streaming out of the puckered skin and running down over his cock and onto my stomach. Sanchez leans foward our mouths seeking the others out until our lips meet. We begin to kiss, our tongues seeking the other out, fighting with the other. Sanchez is groaning and moaning as we kiss and he begins to slowly ride my cock. He rises up, almost to the point where the head of my cock is going to pop out and then slowly sinks back down on my hard cock. I'm in ectasy and torture at the same time, his ass is so tight and feels so good around my cock but it's agony that he's riding me so slowly. I want to fuck him, I want to slam my cock into his tight hispanic ass. He removes his mouth from mine and sits back up, eyes closed, he begins to twist his own nipples, while he speeds up his riding on my cock. Just as he did in my fantasy he begins to say things to me in Spanish. Words I have no idea what their meaning is but as I look at this face and I see his expressions I have an idea as to what he is saying. Sanchez leans forward again, grabs my shoulders and we roll over, my cock still buried in his ass, I'm now on top of him and he has managed to lock his legs around my neck. I start slamming my hips into him, ramming my cock into his tight ass. We're both moaning and groaning and shouting obsenities at each other. Sanchez has grabben my ass and is literally pulling me into him, this makes me slam into him even harder. He's begging me to fuck him hard and furious, to abuse his fucking hole. Our orgasms hit at the same time. His cock begins firing spraying his stomach and chest with his pent up load. I slam into his ass one last time as my cock starts shooting again, coating his insides with my load. I collapse onto his chest, we're both covered in sweat, panting like crazy and I feel the warmth of his cum against my own skin. I look into his eyes and I notice that he's shot cum onto his chin, I lean down and begin licking his cum off his chin. It tastes salty and a little bitter, our lips meet again and this time the kiss is more passionate. He rolls us over again, my now flaccid cock slips out of his tight hole and with some of my cum, I feel it run down my balls, finding it's way into the crack of my own ass. "That was excellent amigo, but it's time for me to go. You will fit in with my crew well." Gunny Sanchez says as he gets off the bed and begins to get dressed, not bothering the wipe the cum off his chest and stomach. I lay there, watching him put his clothes back on. Once dressed, he turns, bids me an adios and he's gone. I get up and hop into the shower, anxious for the next couple of weeks to go by. The day had finally arrived, the reamining students (all five of us) were to meet the Marines that we would be spending the remainder of our time with. We were each taken to different conference rooms where our introductions were made. The squad I was assigned to had eight men in it. Gunny Sanchez was the squad leader, followed by Moose, the machine gunner, Tony, the communications guru and other masters of dark delight (as I would eventually find out), Rigdon, who operated several other weapons that I would soon learn what they were used for and two gangly looking men they called the Twins, or as Moose called them, Thing 1 and Thing 2. No one said what these two men did and I didn't ask, I figured I'd find out eventually. My assignment with this team was simple, I was to record, both in writing and in photos, their mission. "That's it?" I thought. "Surely there had to be more to this than just that." I was creating, for lack of a better word, a documentary on this unit, a unit who's mission was also not made clear to me. I would eat, breathe, sleep, shower, everything with these men for the next 18 months. Gunny explained that this would be our last weekend in D.C., so I best make the best of it. Monday morning we would ship out for Camp Lejume. I would spend six weeks with them there where they would train me in the use of weapons, hand to hand combat, etc. I wasn't too sure I liked the sound of this, I wasn't the one in the Marine Corps. Gunny must have seen the look of concern on my face as he quietly told me that he would explain more as we went along and that it was important that I was also in peak physical fitness. Gunny ended our meeting and we were dismissed for the weekend. I was heading to the bank of elevators and realized I was being followed by my newly acquired squad. "Relax mate," Moose said, "we're staying here too for the weekend." I smiled, weakly. As we got on the elevator, I began to study the giant they called Moose. Moose stood at least six foot seven and had to be around 250 pounds of solid muscle. I was standing behind him, gazing at his massive arms and back, wondering what he must be like in bed and if he was this huge, was his cock proportionaly sized as well? I could feel my own cock begin to stir in my jeans. His fatigue pants were loose so I couldn't make out what his legs looked like or his ass. "Like what you see?" Moose growled at me. I jumped and then realized that there was a mirrored panel above the elevator door. This gave Moose a perfect view of who was behind him and I obviously had just gotten caught checking him out. "Oh shit, I'm going to get pounded for this." I thought. I looked up, red with embarrassment and managed to spit out, "Um, sorry, was just in deep thought." "Um hmm...deep thought about my ass." he snorted back. It seemed like it was taking forever to get their floor, I looked over at the control panel and just about fainted, they were staying on the same floor as me. The elevator finally came to a stop, the doors opened and they all got off. "Shit, I forgt something in the van, I'll be right back." Moose said as he stepped back into the elevator. I hadn't gotten the chance to get off yet and as I stepped towards the door, his arm shot out, holding me back. The doors shut and I suddenly realized that I was alone in this elevator with a man that had just caught me checking him out and could very easily break me in half. Moose hit the button for the top floor and the elevator car jerked up. I had unknowingly backed myself into the furthest corner. Moose just glared at me, I noticed he had a cheek full of chew. I gazed back at him, my eyes taking in his facial features. He had full eyelashes, black, aqua green eyes that seemed to pierce right into the very soul of your being, full lips, square jaws, cleft chin. He had removed his fatigue blouse while we were in the conference room. I drank in the sight of his massive chest and biceps. His nipples were hard and jutted out throught the T-Shirt he wore. My mouth watered, my pulse increased and there was no way I was going to be able to hide the full blown boner I had popped. The elevator car came to jolting stop and the door opened. Moose grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the elevator car. We were on a floor of the hotel that appeared to be unfinished as he led me to the stairwell. We climbed two flights of stairs and Moose, kicking the door open, shoved me through the entrance. We were on the roof of the apartment building, panic set in. "Wh-what are you going to do to me Moose?" I asked. No reply came back as he led me over to an area of the roof that contained the back of heating and cooling units. We snaked our way through them until we came to an area that was where the control boxes and circuit breakers were. We were surrounded by the units, so privacy was not an issue. "Since you seem to be so fascinated with me, I thought I'd show you what you got in store for you bitch!" Moose growled, grabbing his T-Shirt and removing it in one motion. I thought I was going to cum right there, Moose's pecs were beautifully sculpted, his dime sized nipples were hard, his abs were ripped and firm. I drooled as he stood there, flexing and posing for me. I was transfixed by his body and I found myself reaching out and running my hands over his firm pecs. My hand grazed one of his nipples and I stopped and began rubbing my thumb over it. Moose was going through a series of poses for me as I reached for his belt buckle. I undid his belt buckle and started unbuttoning his fatigue pants. I could feel the heat of his crotch radiating out as I pulled the flaps aside to reveal...... "Hey, you coming?" I heard the voice ask. It was Moose, we were back in the elevator and the car had just come to a stop and the doors opened. "Huh?" I asked. "You OK? You look flushed and you're sweating?" Moose asked. "Uh yeah, uh, fine, sorry, just...gotta go." I said as I brushed past him. "Hey, we're going to throw back some beers and shoot some pool later at the bar. Come join us!" Moose yelled at me as I practically ran for my room. "We'll see" I shouted back. I reached the door of my room, unlocked it ran in and slammed it behind me. I was panting like crazy and sweating up a storm. "Holy shit!" I said out loud. I started to take a step towards the kitchen when I felt wetness in the front of my pants. I looked down, unbuttoned my jeans, pulled open my underwear to find that I had managed to cum. Somewhere and at some point I had slipped into a fantasy and had managed to shoot my load. I headed to my bedroom, stripped and proceeded to take another shower. My cock was still hard as a rock, I closed my eyes, reached down and began stroking. All I could see in my minds eyes was Moose's chest and nipples, my breathing became ragged and before I knew it, I was shooting my load all over the shower walls. I turned the water off, grabbed my towel and headed out of the shower. Standing in front of the mirror over the sink I just stared at myself. "Burgers and beer and pool sounds good." I said to my reflection. "And if I'm lucky, I'll have some Moose too." I continued to say to my reflection, my cock beginning to stir yet again. Stay tuned to see what happens at the bar! Thanks again for all of the feed back!!