Date: Fri, 13 Feb 2004 17:21:57 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: MARINE HERO 1

Disclaimer: This is a story. I didn't live it - even though I wished I
had. It is purely for enjoyment. It's another of my "Marine" stories. Some
guys wonder why I keep writing about Marines. Besides the fact that they
epitomize masculinity to me, beyond the fact that they are just about the
raunchiest guys I've ever known, there is another reason.

These brave warriors are often the first defense against any enemy of my
country and my way of life. Throughout the history of this country, the
Marine Corps has produced more, oftentimes unsung, heros than any other
fighting force. And I don't know about you, but contrary to Whitney
Houston's song, my need for a hero has always been fulfilled by The Few,
The Proud, The Marines. Semper Fi!

I wish to acknowledge two people who's assistance with this story was
invaluable. First of all, Kris, who is a great writer in her own right.

And

Second, but not least, a real Marine and a beautiful man - Rich, who will
always be Jeff to me.

MARINE HERO
by RimPig (c) 2002

Chapter One - Leaving Home

They called them "JD's" in those days - Juvenile Delinquents. Whatever you
call them, my Dad was one. He wasn't mean or anything. He was just a
"hell-raiser", always doing something to get him into trouble. Like the
time when he was 15 and painted one of the local sheriff's cars with
several spay cans of bright yellow paint. Or the time when he was 16 and
beat up Judge Farnsworth's son. Of course, most people were glad that he
did that one. It seems Judge Farnsworth's son had been the town bully for a
long time and everyone thought that it was about time that he got what he
deserved. Unfortunately, Judge Farnsworth didn't see it that way and sent
my Dad to a farm for Juvenile Delinquents for six months.

You would have thought he'd learned his lesson by then, but my Dad was and
is a very stubborn man. When he came back, he really didn't do anything
until he met my mother.

My mother was the only child of the richest man in town. Spoiled and
rebellious as 'only' children tend to be, my mother's form of rebellion was
an attraction to 'bad boys'. And there was no "badder" boy in the county
than my Dad. So she went after him. This resulted in me being born when
they were both 17. I grew up in the little town of Lake Mills, Iowa - just
west of Interstate 35 in northern Iowa close to the border with Minnesota.

My mother's father didn't take to this too kindly and rather than letting
my Dad marry my mother, he had him charged with 'statutory rape'. Of course
Old Judge Farnsworth was more than willing to throw the book at my Dad over
this but he was up for re-election that year and knew that there were a lot
of townspeople in that small community that were still pissed at him for
the way he treated my Dad when Dad beat up his brat/bully of a son. So he
offered my Dad a choice - he could either go to the state reform school
(actually a prison for juvenile offenders) or he could join the
military. Dad chose to join the Marine Corps.

I heard stories about my Dad all the time I was growing up. My grandfather
hated him and made sure that I heard about all the 'terrible' things he'd
done growing up as a boy. He also loved to point out that my Dad's father
was a drunk and a 'lay-about' who worked a small farm outside of town and
didn't have a 'pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of!'. I think
this was part of the reason that Dad had been so wild. I found out that his
own mother had died when he was only three and his Dad couldn't handle his
wife's death and a toddler as well.

Dad's aunt, his father's sister, was a spinster and came to help out with
raising Dad. I met her once. She was a dried-up, shriveled old lady with a
sharp tongue and no love for anybody - especially her brother and his
'brat' as she called him.

The more I heard about my Dad, the more I wanted to meet him, which drove
my mother and grandfather crazy! They told me he wouldn't dare to set foot
in our town again and I should just forget about him as he'd obviously
forgotten about me. I never heard from my father, not one letter and I
never received any gifts or had any contact with him at all. That is until
I was 18.

I don't know what made me do it. I knew I wasn't allowed in my
grandfather's study when he wasn't there. My only excuse was that it was a
rainy day and I had nothing to do. My grandfather was gone, doing some kind
of business and my mother had gotten together with her girlfriends to go
shopping and so I was left all alone. This wasn't a novel experience. I was
left alone a lot. I had always gotten the feeling that I wasn't really
wanted or considered a real part of the family.

Anyway, that day I was bored and for some reason wandered into my
grandfather's study. I sat down in the big leather desk chair and was
staring out the window when I noticed something I'd never seen before. It
was a metal box that was laying on the floor under the desk. I wondered
what it was for so I picked it up. I tried to open it but it was
locked. That presented me with a challenge! I took a paper clip off the
desk and unfolded one of the tines so that I had something to poke in the
lock. Not that I knew how to pick locks but I had seen it done on TV
hundreds of times and figured, 'how hard could it be?'.

It actually was quite easy. Within a few minutes I heard the lock mechanism
click and the box sprung open. Inside were just a huge bunch of letters,
maybe a hundred of them. How boring!  That is, until I looked more
carefully at them. The were all addressed to my mother but it was the
return address that caught my eye - Master Sergeant Michael Harrison. My
Dad!!! I dug down through the box. All of the letters were from my Dad and
they were all unopened.

I quickly opened the latest one, postmarked just a couple of weeks ago. In
the letter my Dad begged for some news about me. He said that the thoughts
of his son were with him all the time.  He begged my mother to tell me how
much he loved me and wanted to see me. I sat there stunned! And then I
started to cry.

All those letters! All those years of letters and still my Dad kept
writing. I started opening them up from the beginning when the return
address said 'PFC Michael Harrison'. From the very beginning, all of Dad's
letters were mainly about me. Asking what I was like, asking - no, begging
- for a picture of me - some way to be a part of my life.

I read about Dad's experiences in the Gulf War, how he'd earned a medal and
a promotion. I read about his life in the Marine Corps, traveling all over
the world. But mostly, I read about how much he loved me and wanted
me. More than either my mother or my grandfather did!

And I learned something else, I learned where my father was. San Diego,
California. Camp Pendelton to be exact. So, with no real thought as to how
yet, I decided right there and then, I was going to go to California and
find my father! I gathered up all the letters and ran up to my room. I
threw in all the letters, some pairs of jeans, t-shirts and socks into my
school back-pack and went under my mattress to where I kept my stash of
money. I did a lot of odd jobs and worked after school sometimes. I didn't
spend a lot so there was more than $300 under there. I figured that was
more than enough for a bus ticket.

I didn't leave a note. Why should I? It was obvious to me that these people
had stolen the most important relationship in my life - my Dad - away from
me. I was just a bother to both of them, but they used me to make my Dad
unhappy. Fuck them!

It was late afternoon when I left the house and headed out to the
interstate. I decided to make it to the Des Moines because I didn't want
anyone in my small town to know that I was heading to California and I
figured I could catch a Greyhound bus from there. That way no one would
know where I'd gone. I started hitch hiking and soon was picked up by a
young guy who was about 24.  He asked where I was going and I told that I
was going to Des Moines. I was in luck, he was headed there as well. He
told me he was from up in Minnesota and was going to Des Moines to start a
new job. I told him I was heading out to California to see my Dad.

I noticed that the guy, who's name was Josh, was really good looking. Long
chestnut brown hair resting on his shoulders which showed gold highlights
in the sunshine and beautiful green eyes.  He had a very muscular body
which was very evident dressed as he was in only short jean cut- offs and a
navy blue tank top. His muscles bulged and showed everywhere from his
shoulders down to his hard stomach and then his thick thighs. I noticed
something else, riding with him in his pickup truck, a scent - strong and
masculine. The scent of a man.

Now I should tell you, I had already figured out that it was guys who
turned me on, not girls. I especially loved gym class because not only did
I get to see a lot of beautiful, hard young bodies but I also got to enjoy
the scent of all that maleness surrounding me. It was very hard not to
throw a boner every time I entered the locker room, just from the smell!

I suppose I should also describe me. I'm almost six feet tall, I weigh
about 170 and I have blond hair and blue eyes. My cock is about seven
inches of uncut and quite thick meat and I have to beat the damned thing
off about three times a day to get any relief at all! And before I forget,
my name is Michael Thomas Harrison, Jr. Even though they never married, my
Dad did give me his name. I guess I should have known from that, that he
never would have deserted me.

Anyway, Josh told me that it was about 200 miles Des Moines and I was
welcome to come along if I wanted. I was overjoyed. I would get where I
needed to go and I had this young stud to look at as I traveled. Nothing
could be better than that!

I should admit here that I was 'sexually challenged' at this time (I hate
the "v" word! Ok?).  That's right, eighteen and never been kissed. Never
been anything! All I have are my fantasies (mostly from gym class) and my
good right hand! It's not that I don't want to do something, it's that I'm
shy. I get stupid and tongue tied every time I get anywhere near a really
attractive guy.

Like with Josh. I sat there, afraid to look at him too much for fear that
I'd either get a boner, he'd catch me looking at him and figure me out or
both. Josh, on the other hand, was very relaxed and started asking me
questions.

"So, Mike, got a girlfriend?" he asked.

"No." I said, not expanding on my answer.

"A good looking guy like you and you don't have a girlfriend? That's a
shame!"

"Well, I'm only 18 and I figure I've got time for all that." I said, hoping
to get off this subject.

"Well, yeah, but a guy's got 'needs', you know? And it gets boring pounding
the old pud all the time, doesn't it?" Josh laughed.

"Fuck yeah!" I agreed.

"Your age, I bet you pound it three-four times a day, huh?" he asked,
giving me a leering wink.

I know I blushed deep red because I could feel my face heat up.

"Hey, don't get embarrassed, Mike. I still have to wack out two or three
loads a day myself!" he grinned at me.

I smiled back. I liked Josh. He was funny and he was open. He seemed to
have no hangups about anything. I wished I could be that way.

We talked more. I told him about my life with my mother and grandfather (at
least a censored version - leaving out the part about them hiding my Dad's
letters from me.) Josh told me about his life. Josh worked as a bartender
and had gotten himself a new job in a very popular bar in Des Moines.

A couple of hours later, Josh said he was getting tired of driving as he'd
been driving all day and we would stop for the night. This was fine with
me. I had no time table. I'm was pretty sure that my grandfather and mother
wouldn't really discover that I had left until the next day. We stopped at
some drive-thru hamburger joint and got dinner and then Josh found this
cheap motel for us.

The room only had one big bed but I figured that was ok with me. I felt a
very strong attraction to Josh and wouldn't mind being that close to
him. Especially the way he smelled. That strong odor of male animal was
even stronger after driving all day. I had built up quite a bit of funk
myself which I could smell when I took my t-shirt off and my nose got close
to my pits.

Josh took off his tank top and I could see a sprinkling of soft golden hair
across his chest which trailed down his washboard abs and disappeared into
his cut-off's. I could hardly keep from staring at his glistening
muscles. I was starting to throw a rod and I didn't want to embarrass
myself.

"You want to take a shower first?" I asked Josh my voice almost cracking
from my fear and horniness.

"Nah! I don't shower all that often. I like the scent of my body. I guess I
kind of get off on it.  How about you?" he asked.

God! Did I get off on the scent of his body! But I figured that was not
what he was asking me.

"Yeah, I kind of get off on my own scent. I guess I don't need to take one
either." I said as casually as I could.

Josh walked over until he was standing very close in front of me. He was
about six-two so he kind of looked down at me. I could see him take a deep
breath, drawing in the scent of my body.

"Besides, I think I can stand your stink if you can stand mine." he said
quietly.

I, too, breathed deep of his scent as I looked into his deep green eyes. I
knew that something was going to happen. I just didn't know what. I knew
what I wanted to happen. I knew I wanted Josh to take away the burden of my
virginity and introduce me to the world of male sex. And, evidently, Josh
had the same idea.

"I love your stink." I said, not knowing where I got the courage to say
that.

At my words, I felt Josh's strong arms go around me and he drew my bare
chest against his. His mouth moved down and pressed hard against mine and I
felt his tongue pushing at my lips for entry. As I opened my mouth for my
first real kiss, I moaned into Josh's mouth and molded my body against
his. I could feel my cock jerk to full erection in a matter of seconds. I
could also feel the hardness in Josh's cut-off's pushing against my hard
stomach muscles. While not as well muscled as Josh, I had done my fair
share of sports and weight lifting and had a very good body for someone my
age.

Taking his lips from mine, Josh gazed down into my eyes again. I know he
saw the hunger there but he evidently saw the fear as well.

"Have you ever been with a guy before?" he asked quietly.

"No. I've never been with anybody. But I've wanted to so much!" I assured
him.

"Well, just relax, Mike. You're in real good hands. I promise I won't hurt
you. But you're about to become a man!" Josh said as he reached down and
undid the buttons to his cut-off's and let them slide down his thigh's to
the floor.

When he did so, I noticed that he was wearing a jock. I should say I
smelled it first. I doubt that it had ever been washed as strong as the
odors wafting up to my nose were. I breathed deeply of the smell and Josh
could see my nostrils flaring as his male scent burned in my nose.

"Yeah, buddy, get off on my stink. I've never washed this jock and I've
worn it for months now.  Wanna get real close to it? Really get your nose
in it? Huh?" he said, his voice now a deep velvet growl.

He put his hands on my shoulders and lightly pressed down. I hardly needed
the urging. My knees were already weak in passion for this hunk. I hit my
knees and pushed my face into his well-packed jock, taking in deep whiffs
of the funky mesh of the jock pouch. I smelled sweat, dried piss, and
cum. The mixture of this masculine smorgasbord of scents were causing my
cock to leak in my jeans and a dark spot was already formed where the head
of my cock poked against the fabric.

I moaned at the delights of scent that I was gathering up my nose from
Josh's jock and I couldn't hold back any longer. I didn't want to just
smell it - I wanted to taste it! I stuck out my tongue and began to run it
all over his stained jock pouch, drawing the fabric into my mouth and
trying to suck out all the smells and tastes I could find there.

"Yeah, buddy. Suck on that dirty pouch. Get all the piss and cum out of
that pouch. You like that taste, don't you?" Josh asked, his voice husky
with rut.

I couldn't answer. All I could do was moan. I was too far gone in the
sensual delights that I was tasting and smelling. Josh let me suck on his
pouch a while longer and then he hooked his fingers into the waist band and
slowly pushed the jock down his thighs to join his cut-off's around his
ankles. In doing so, he exposed his hard cock to my face. His cock was
magnificent. It rose at least eight inches and was uncut like my own. His
heavy balls hung low in a fur covered pouch and I could now see that his
'treasure trail' ended in a nice mat of brown fur surrounding his cock.

I pressed my face against his groin and the smells were even stronger!
Piss, sweat, dried cum - some of my favorite scents of all. But the smell
of his sweaty, unwashed cock was what drew me the most. I sniffed my way up
it, gathering all of the masculine odor of it until I reached the head.
There, a ruffle of skin all but covered the head completely. I put my nose
into the opening of the wrinkled skin and a strong odor hit my nostrils. I
knew that odor from my own cock. It was the white, creamy 'cheese' that
built up under the flange of the cock-head. Evidently, Josh had a lot of it
built up for it to smell that strongly.

I had tasted my own while jacking off. I even rubbed some of it across my
upper lip to smell while I jacked off. Now, I was going to get the chance
to taste and smell someone else's! I gently pulled down the foreskin,
exposing Josh's wet-looking cock-head, until the area under the flange was
visible. I'd never seen so much 'cock-cheese' at any one time. It was a
feast for a budding raunch pig like myself. The odor was so strong, it
filled the room with the smell of unwashed cock - a masculine scent that I
loved!

I took my time smelling all over the cock-cheese on Josh's cock and then
finally reached out my tongue to gather some of the redolent material to
taste. It was not really different than my own, just stronger which I
supposed came both from the amount, the time that it had aged in Josh's
'hood' and the fact that this was from the cock of a man - not a boy. I
slowly gathered all the head cheese into my mouth and licked his cock clean
of all the succulent material.

>From his cock, my nose next moved to Josh's balls. His nuts were furry and
stunk really good!  That smell of male balls, a smell so similar, I now
know, in each male yet somehow different, hit my nose and I immediately
began to bathe them with my tongue. The taste of salty sweat and tangy funk
was beyond description. Not content to just lick Josh's nuts, I slowly
sucked each one into my mouth and gave it a thorough tongue bath. Josh
moaned at this and reached down and grabbed my head with his hand pushing
my face further into his groin.

Then, using his hand again, Josh pushed my head away from his groin. I
looked up, moaning in frustration and wondering what I did so wrong that
Josh would take his body away from me. Josh smiled as he reached down and
pulled me to my feet. He brought his mouth to mine again, tasting his own
funk as we stood there swapping spit and moaning into each other's mouths.

"You really are into raunch, aren't you. How raunchy do you like it?" Josh
asked.

"I don't know. I've never had the chance to do anything like this before."
Mike replied.

"So what have you fantasized about?" Josh continued to press.

"All kinds of things. I've fantasized about guy's asses. I've even
fantasized about piss." I said, my voice quiet as I confessed my hidden
shame to Josh.

I didn't even know why I was telling Josh these things. I'd never told
anyone about my desires for piss. How I'd pissed on myself in the shower
and even drank some of my own piss once or twice. How I liked to play with
my asshole and smell my own ass juice on my fingers while I jacked off. How
I would suck my own ass juice from my fingers and taste the tangy, bitter
taste.  Never had I even thought of telling anyone about this. But there
was something about Josh.  Somehow, I knew I could trust him. Better still,
I got the feeling that not only would Josh understand but Josh would be the
one to make these fantasies real.

"Well, why don't we start with ass? Hmm?" Josh's face turned into a horny
grin. "How would you like to smell and taste mine?"

"Oh! Yeah! Fuck, yeah!" I moaned.

With this, Josh turned around and knelt on the edge of the bed, presenting
his butt to my view. I could see the beautifully sculpted mounds of smooth
white flesh bisected by a deep, dark furrow.  I again knelt, worshiping at
this altar of masculine beauty, kissing and licking the cheeks of Josh's
butt. As I moved to the center of the mounds of male flesh, I was
inexorably drawn to the scent emanating from Josh's butt-trench. I ran is
nose down the furrow and was overcome by the dark male aroma I found
there. I put my hands on his beautiful buns and pulled apart the muscular
glutes to find a furrow filled with dark hair and peaking through it,
Josh's pinkish- brown pucker pulsing with the breath of Josh's body.

The scent that assaulted my nose was ripe beyond anything I'd ever smelled
before. While I had often run my finger into my own ass-trench and smelled
the result as I jacked off, never had my nose been this close to the source
of that ripeness before. My head was swimming with the power of Josh's ripe
butt smell and I shoved my face forward to breathe in as much as I
could. The ass smelled of sweat, musk and ass juice and something that was
indefinable. Whatever it was, the mixture was driving me into depths of
lust and depravity I'd never imagined there could be.

Soon, smelling Josh's butt wasn't enough! I wanted to taste Josh's stink as
well. I stuck out my tongue and began to lave it through the reeking,
hair-filled trench gathering up all the raunchy tastes I could find
there. In the back of my mind, I knew this was a completely disgusting
thing to do, and that's what made it so exciting and made my cock, which I
had pulled out of the fly of my jeans so that I could stroke it, leak a
pool of cock honey on the floor below me as I explored Josh's butt with my
tongue.

"That's it, buddy. Lick my dirty ass! Shove that tongue up my stinking hole
and eat out my manhole! Get all that funk you can!" Josh moaned as my
tongue continued to eat out his raunchy butt.

Taking Josh at his words, I began to suck and lick at the opening to Josh's
bowels. I licked and sucked at the wrinkled skin surrounding Josh's hole
and finally shoved my tongue into the anal opening. I reveled in the dark,
tangy tastes inside of Josh's hole. I scrubbed the inner walls of Josh's
ass with my tongue, trying to get all the tastes that I could from it. We
both moaned continuously while I continued to suck on Josh's ass.

I guess that Josh realized that I was inexperienced and would probably cum
too soon if he allowed me to continue to feast at his ripe butt much
longer. Josh rolled away from my voracious tongue and looked back at me
with an incredibly hot look in his eyes. I must have been a sight as I
knelt there, my face, I'm sure, flush with wanton desire and my tongue all
but hanging out begging for the raunchy butt-feast that had been so
summarily taken away from me!

"Let's slow this down a bit, buddy." Josh said. " I don't want you to cum
yet when I haven't had the chance to taste and smell you."

I looked into Josh's deep green eyes and saw his intense carnal desire
there. I grinned at Josh and nodded my head in agreement as I couldn't find
my voice, so intense was my horniness at that moment. But I wanted to
experience what Josh could do to me and I knew that Josh was right. I was
getting really close to shooting my load. In fact, I'm sure I would have
shot without even touching myself - just from the taste and smell of his
ass!

"Why don't you take the rest of your clothes off and get up here on the bed
with me?" Josh suggested to me.

"Fuck, yeah!" I yelled, standing up and ripping off my jeans in eagerness
to give myself to Josh's expert handling.

I hopped up on the bed with Josh who took me in his arm and again kissed me
while running his hands over my smooth chest and gently tugging on my
nipples. I stiffened in Josh's arms and arched my back somewhat at this new
experience. I had no idea that my nipples were so sensitive! I could hear
Josh give a low laugh at my reaction.

Josh moved down my face until his mouth latched onto sensitive skin of my
neck and began licking and sucking there. I moaned at the intense feelings
that were going through my body from his tonguing of this very sensitive
area. I was quickly discovering that I had erogenous zones in more places
on my body than just my groin!

The next thing I felt was Josh's hands taking my arms from around his neck
and pushing them up above my head, baring my ripe pits. This released a
rush of the warm, sweaty scent from under my arms and I heard Josh take a
deep whiff of it as he pressed his face into my sweaty underarm.  I didn't
have much hair there, just a small blond puff, but that didn't seem to
matter to Josh who, after deeply inhaling my sweaty scent began to lave his
tongue all over my pit until it was sopping wet with his spit. He then
moved to the over side of my body and repeated his actions - smell first,
lick after.

Moving from my pits, Josh's mouth next attacked my small tits. He sucked
them into his mouth and brushed them with his tongue in rapid licks and
then I felt his teeth gently scrape them. I moaned and involuntarily arched
my back at the sensation, driving my chest harder into his mouth almost as
if begging for him to devour me! It was like shocks of electricity went
straight from my tits to my cock which throbbed with each scrape of Josh's
teeth and belched out pre- cum onto my already wet abs.

Josh continued to lick his way down my body, across my abs and down to my
groin. Rising from the bed, he moved to the foot of the bed and, spreading
my legs apart with his hands, moved onto the bed so that his face was
directly over the apex of my sex. He buried his face in my pubic hair,
ignoring my cock completely, and took deep breaths of my sweaty scent. He
moaned deep in his throat at the smells he found there. Moving down, he
next pushed his nose up against my almost hairless balls and began sniffing
them as well. His moans grew louder and finally, dissatisfied to only smell
them, he began to lick and suck at my tight, wrinkled sack.

Now it was my turn to moan, as his tongue laved my balls in his spit and
the feelings of a man's tongue on such a sensitive area of my body all but
drove me out of my mind. Just when I thought the feelings couldn't get more
intense, however, Josh picked up my thighs with his hands and shoved my
legs almost back to where my knees were resting in my armpits. This bared
and spread my ass trench to his hungry eyes, nose and mouth. I could smell
the scent of my own ripe ass even from where my head was laying so I knew
that Josh was getting a very heady fume of this most intimate scent of the
most intimate place on a male's body.

Josh seemed to approve as he took a number of deep breaths, breathing in
all of the ass funk that he could gather from my butt trench. His face
moved right into my butt until his nose literally rested on my asshole as
he continued to snort all the ripe, raunchy odors emanating from my
hole. Again, not content to merely sniff my butt, Josh finally stuck out
his tongue and began licking my ass trench from the base of my spine to
that patch of skin between the ass crack and the balls.

His moans almost deep growls, Josh continued to run his tongue up and down
my butt crack until finally he stopped dead center and began licking all
around my puckered opening. His lips locked onto my asshole and he began
sucking at the opening, drawing my asslips into his mouth where he licked
and gently nipped at them with his teeth. My moans equaled his as I
experienced having my ass rimmed for the first time in my life. It was a
feeling that was way beyond anything I could imagine! I could feel my hole
relaxing as Josh continued to lick and suck at it until I felt his tongue
slide right up inside of me! Now his tongue was licking out the inside of
my ass! A man was eating out my butt and I was moaning like a cheap slut
and pushing down with my muscles to give him as much access to my inner
reaches as I could!

"Ahh! Fuck, yeah! Eat out my stinking butt! Suck on my raunchy ass, man!
Eat that funky butt out!" I moaned out as Josh continued to do just as I
requested.

Suddenly, I realized that I had this 'itch' up my ass! As his tongue fucked
in and out of my hole like a wet little cock, I had the overwhelming desire
to have something longer and thicker up my ass. For the first time in my
life, I understood and felt the desire to take another man's cock in my ass
and be fucked!

I had the desire, but I didn't know how to ask Josh to do this to me. In
some ways, I was still fearful of the idea, especially after seeing the
length and, more importantly, the width of Josh's organ! I wasn't sure if
my little hole could take having that hefty mantool shoved up it! So I lay
there moaning and thrashing around the bed as I enjoyed Josh's oral rape of
my butt.

Finally, I guess Josh's tongue got tired because he moved up until he was
running his nose up the length of my cock all the way to my foreskin
covered cockhead. He grabbed hold of my cock with his hand and pulled it
away from my abs so that it was standing straight up in all it's horny
glory! He poked his nose into the ruffled skin which covered the head and
sniffed deeply. I knew what he smelled there - the stench of dirty cock,
the reek of ripe cock cheese. Just like I'd smelled on his cock. From the
deep whiffs of the ripeness that he was taking, I could tell that Josh
loved the smell of dirty cock as much as I did!

Josh pulled down on the skin, revealing my leaking, wet cockhead and
finally my crud encrusted under-flange filled with aromatic cheese. Josh
filled his lungs with a deep whiff of the scent and then began licking the
white coating from my cock, mewling in this throat as he tasted and
swallowed all of my cock debris. His rasping tongue against the sensitive
flange of my cockhead was driving me crazy! I moaned and cried out in my
ecstacy as he continued to work his tongue up to the head of my cock,
licking from it all the sweet cock honey he could find there.

I was not prepared for what he did next! Without any apparent discomfort,
Josh literally swallowed my cock all the way until his nose was buried in
my fragrant pubes - the head of my cock literally being massaged by the
muscles of his throat! I'd heard of 'blow-jobs' and even had heard of 'deep
throating' but I now understood exactly what those terms meant! They meant
HEAVEN!!! My cock had never felt anything like the heat and wetness of
Josh's mouth and throat. I thought I would cum the moment he swallowed
me. But Josh was too expert to allow that to happen. He merely pulled back
slightly until his fingers could wrap around the base of my cock where they
tightened into a vice, not allowing me to cum.

Josh worked on my cock, sliding it in and out of his throat, tonguing the
head and shaft and generally giving me the greatest feelings I had ever had
in my life up until that point. He was truly expert in his ministrations,
bringing me right to the point of cumming and then backing off and letting
the urge die down, only to built it back up again. He must have done that
three or four times and I was begging him to let me cum! I all but had
tears in my eyes, I wanted to get off so bad! But Josh wouldn't listen to
my pleas. Instead, he withdrew his mouth from my cock entirely and moved
back up over me so that his body was laying on top of mine, our two cock
dueling with each other like swords between our abs.

"Now that you've seen and felt how it's done, why don't you try it? I'll
bet you're real hungry to taste a man's cock - my cock!" Josh growled low
in my ear as he flicked his tongue in and out of it.

"God, yes! I want to suck your cock!" I said.

Josh rolled off me and onto his back. His magnificent cock rose from his
dark pubic hairs and pawed the air at a 45 degree angle to his body. I slid
down beside him and leaned over his groin. I took his throbbing hardness
into my hand and slid back the foreskin until the wet, raspberry colored
head of his cock appeared. I reached out my tongue and tasted his cock
honey. It was stronger and saltier than my own but the flavor was one that
I instantly was addicted to. I kept lapping it up as his cock belched forth
more and more.

Finally, I opened my mouth and surrounded the head of his cock, eager to
trap and drink all that he had to give me. I somehow knew to be careful of
my teeth on his tender organ and covered them with my lips as I began to
sink farther down and allow his cock to enter deeper into my sucking
mouth. I tried, like most first-time cocksuckers, to take too much at
once. The head of his cock hit the back of my throat and triggered my gag
reflex. I came off his cock coughing and sputtering.

"Don't try to take it all at once. You may not be able to take it
all. Don't worry about it. What you were doing felt great. Just keep doing
that." Josh comforted me as I regained my composure.

But I wanted it all! I wanted to be able to take his cock down my throat as
he had mine. It didn't matter that Josh obviously had much more experience
than I did in man to man sex, I wanted to do what he had done. I knew that
to be a truly accomplished cocksucker, I needed to learn this. I went back
down on his cock slowly and when the head of his cock hit the back of my
throat, I stopped. I let it rest there for a while until my throat became
used to the idea of a cock being there. Then I moved forward and inched his
cock very slowly into my throat. The urge to swallow came and so I
did. And, as I did, more of his cock slid into my throat until my nose was
also pressed into his musky pubic hairs. It was a marvelous feeling to have
his thick cock down inside me and to also smell the dried piss, cum and
sweat which made his pubic bush such an aromatic playground for my nose.

I moved back off his cock, remembering to let my tongue move against his
shaft and that very sensitive place where the head of his cock had a slight
indentation. I moved back down his cock, this time steadily taking all of
it deep inside me with no gagging at all. I was overjoyed and very proud of
myself as I heard Joshua moan deeply at what my mouth was doing to him. I
was giving him the same pleasure that he had given me!

But, of course, I didn't have the experience that Josh did so that as he
reached orgasm, I wasn't able to tell in time to back off. Instead, I heard
Josh's voice moaning and telling me he was about to cum. I couldn't
understand at first why he was telling me this! Did he think I was going to
pull off? Not drink his cum? But I wanted to drink his cum! I wanted that
more than anything else in the world at that moment! I wanted to drink down
every bit of his male essence.

What I didn't realize was how much of it there was going to be! It is one
thing to see cum spattered all over your chest and stomach - there's lots
of room there. But to have that same amount spraying into the small cavity
of your mouth, which is already almost filled by cock, is a whole different
thing! The first jet of cum from Josh's cock hit the back of my throat so
hard that I thought I was going to bruise it. It also was of such
proportion that it filled my mouth completely. Not realizing that another
just as big was already on it's way, I didn't think to start swallowing
immediately. This was a mistake! With the second volley, my mouth couldn't
contain all of the viscous fluid and now I didn't know what to do with
it. I tried to swallow, but by that time the third volley was beginning to
hit and I was trying to gulp down more cum that I knew how to take. Instead
of swallowing it - I ended up coughing and spraying all the cum in my mouth
all over Josh's pubic hair and stomach!

Tears were rolling from my eyes as I tried to keep up with the subsequent
shots of cum and I did manage to get most of it down. I don't know how many
shots there were - at least ten or twelve - before Josh was done. I held on
until his cock was drained of cum and began to soften and then I went after
all of the cum I had sprayed on his crotch. I sucked through the pubic hair
getting all that I could and moved up to his tight abs where more of the
white fluid was. Josh lay there moaning as I tried to make up for my
inexperience.

"I'm sorry." I said quietly.

He reached for me and pulled me up into his arms. He kissed me passionately
and tasted his own cum in my mouth.

"For what? It was fantastic! Except at the end, I'd have never known you
haven't been sucking cock your whole life!" Josh smiled at me.

I knew he was saying that to make me feel better, but I had gotten him off!
My first satisfied lover! I had gotten another man off! That indeed made me
feel like a man. Just like Josh had promised he'd make me.

"Now are you ready to become a man?" Josh asked.

My mind reeled. I thought I'd already done that? What the fuck is he
talking about??? And then I remembered. I had gotten Josh off, I hadn't
come myself! Oh, so it was unloading my jizz down his throat that would
finally take away my virginity! Yeah, that seemed more like it!

"Fuck, yeah!" I answered him, grinning up into his smiling face.

Josh started pulling me up and told me to kneel over him with my knees in
his armpits. He told me to grab the headboard of the bed and "just hang
on!". I followed his directions and found my cock pointed directly at his
mouth. He opened it and I slid my hard cock into the warm wetness of his
mouth. Josh started working on my cock and the incredible feelings of his
suction and his tongue started again. I wanted to feel his mouth on my cock
for hours but knew I'd be lucky to last minutes as horny as I was.

In this new position, however, I had much more freedom of movement. I
suddenly felt the urge to thrust my hips forward and drive my cock down
Josh's sucking throat. As I did so, Josh moaned.  As I pulled back, afraid
I had hurt him, he looked up at me, his eyes burning with lust.

"Yeah, stud! Fuck my face! Jam that fucking cock down my throat!" he urged
me on and then put his cock back around my cock.

I didn't have to be told twice! I started fucking his face with everything
I had! I pumped my cock in and out of his sucking mouth trying to jam my
cock as far down his throat as I could. Jacking off had never felt like
this! I wanted to do this all night long, but all too soon I could feel the
tingle in my balls that told me I was about to shoot my first load down
another man's throat. I screamed out my orgasm as bolt after bolt of my cum
shot into Josh's throat and down his gullet.

"Fuck! Yeah! Suck my cock! You got it cocksucker! Eat my cum!!! I'm
CUMMMINNNGGG!!!" I screamed as I held onto the headboard of the bed for
dear life.

I was limp with the draining effort of my orgasm and Josh helped me to lay
down again in his arms. He leaned down to kiss me and let some of my cum,
which he had saved in his mouth, drool slowly into mine. I was used to
tasting my own cum, having eaten it many times. But eating it out of Josh's
mouth was a much more erotic experience.

We lay there kissing and making out and it wasn't too long before my cock
was as hard as a rock again! Being sixteen has the advantage and the curse
of being constantly horny. Josh didn't seem to mind because his cock was
soon as hard as mine. It was then that Josh introduced me to the joys of
mutual ass-licking and cocksucking.

We ate out each other's asses and then sucked each other's cock in the
classic 69 position. It was incredible to feel your ass being eaten while
you were sniffing and sucking on a butt at the same time. The sensory
stimulation was overwhelming! And then when we swallowed each other's
cocks, it was like we became one person. My cock buried in his throat, his
cock buried in mine - impossible to tell where one body started and the
other stopped. And drinking cum from a guy's cock while shooting your load
into his seems almost like sucking your own cock!

It was after this second orgasm that Josh turned to me.

"Usually, after a guy cums, the body has a reaction that makes you need to
piss. Gotta piss, Mike?" he asked, a twinkle in his eye.

"Oh! Fuck, yeah!" I answered eagerly.

I knew what was coming! Yes, I needed to piss and evidently so did
Josh. But we weren't just going to piss! If I was lucky, I was going to get
Josh to piss all over me! He was going to fulfill my fantasy of having a
guy's hot, steamy yellow piss covering my body. We headed to the bathroom
together, Josh's arm across my shoulder.

"Yeah, buddy. I think we can make this the most memorable piss of your
life!" he said as he walked me into the bathroom and pulled me into the
bathtub.

We stood there in the tub and Josh once again took me into his arms and
kissed me. His warm, wet mouth that I had cum in twice already, was so
delicious, so erotic as I tasted it and he tasted mine. I sucked on his
tongue and was lost in the touch, the feel, the scent of him. I knew
somewhere inside me that I would only have this one night with him - but it
would be a night I will remember until the day I die.

"So, how do you want this, Mike?" he asked.

"I don't know. I've never done this before." I said.

"Well, I have, lots of times. I tell you what, why don't you sit down in
the tub and rest against the back of it. I'll stand above you and piss on
you. Where do you want it?" he asked.

"All over me! I want to be drenched in your piss!" I said, sitting in the
tub as he had instructed.

"Ok, stud! Get ready, here it comes!" Josh said.

He took his half-hard cock and milked it for a few seconds. I had my cock
in my hand, already hard again and waiting. I saw Josh close his eyes and
heard him grunt and then I saw the golden piss begin to shoot from his
cock.

The first blast of piss hit me square in the chest. It was hot but didn't
smell very strong. Josh began letting the stream of his piss drift down my
chest and abs until he was pissing his strong stream against my cock and
balls. My cock got instantly hard at this and it felt so fucking good!  He
moved the stream back up my body and moved it until he was pissing on my
neck and then my chin. I knew from the way he was doing this, slowly, that
the decision was mine to make. I made it. I opened my mouth and began to
allow his piss to flow into it.

It didn't taste bad at all. Not even a salty as my own piss had been when I
tasted it. I started to swallow the golden liquid which caused my mouth to
close and the piss to hit my lips and fly all over the place. At this, Josh
moved his piss stream up until he was pissing in my hair, getting it
drenched in his piss. As soon as I opened my mouth again, he brought the
stream back down and pissed in it again. I was dripping in Josh's piss and
my cock was so hard, it was like I never came the first two times!

As his piss stream began to slow, he moved forward until his cockhead was
in my mouth and I was drinking the last of his piss straight from the
source. I was moaning around his cock and swallowing his piss when the next
thing I knew, I started shooting cum out of my cock like I was pissing
myself! I shot a huge load of cum all over my chest and stomach while I
drank down the last of Josh's piss. I continued to nurse on his cockhead,
even after the piss stopped flowing. He finally pulled it from my lips and
I looked up into his sparkling green eyes.

"I'd say that you really liked that, buddy!" he smiled at me.

"Fuck, yeah! That was the greatest! I didn't expect to get off that way but
it felt so wonderful!" I admitted to him.

"Well, now that you've gotten off again, do you think you might have some
piss for your buddy Josh?" he asked, a huge grin growing on his face.

Piss for Josh? Was I hearing right? This fucking gorgeous stud wanted me to
piss on him now?! I could hardly believe my ears!

"Fuck, yeah! Are you sure?" I asked.

"Fuckin' A right I'm sure!" Josh said. "You ain't the only one who gets off
on gettin' wet down with a man's piss!" he informed me.

We traded places. Josh sat down in the tub and relaxed while I stood
between his legs and tried to get my cock to relax enough to piss. It
wasn't easy at first. Sure, I'd pissed with other guys around before, but
not with one looking right up at me and waiting for me to piss on him! And
I had to piss - BAD! But as bad as I had to piss, I just couldn't seem to
relax enough to do it.

"Take your time, buddy. I know this is your first time. Just relax. Close
you're eyes and think about standing in front of a urinal." Josh's low,
soothing voice told me.

I closed my eyes and thought about standing at one of the urinals in the
boys gym at school.  Suddenly I felt the muscles shift and relax and I felt
the piss begin to flow through my cock. I instantly opened my eyes so that
I could watch myself piss on Josh's gorgeous, muscular body. I hit his abs
first and then pointed my stream down to his cock and balls, soaking his
hairy bush and nut-sack. I next moved the stream up his body to his chest
and then I saw him looking at me and he opened his mouth wide. I knew then
that he wanted to drink my piss like I'd drunk his.

I moved the stream up to his mouth and he began swallowing my piss as it
flowed in an arc from my cock to his mouth. He seemed to be able to swallow
without closing his mouth. I thought to myself that I was going to have to
get him to teach me that trick later! He motioned with his hand to move
closer and I did until his mouth gobbled my pissing cock and he drank the
rest of my golden nectar straight from my pissing cockhead.

It was a strange feeling, once my pissing cock was in his mouth. I could
still feel the piss flowing through my cock from my bladder, but I could no
longer feel it coming out the piss-slit in my cock. Josh continued to drink
until I unloaded all the piss I had into his thirsty mouth. Then he stood
up and pulled me to him. He pressed our piss-slick bodies together and he
pressed his mouth to mine in a passionate kiss. What I didn't realize was
that he was still holding some of my piss in his mouth and he shared it
with me! We drank down this last bit of my golden juice, both of us moaning
into each other's mouths.

"Well, how'd you like that, buddy?" Josh asked me as he broke the kiss but
we still stood there, our arms around each other's wet body.

"That was the greatest, Josh! You gotta teach me how you swallow without
closing your mouth!"  I said.

"Well, I'd be glad to. You know what! I think I need to go out and pick us
up some beer. I ain't had a real 'piss party' in a long time and you're
just about the most fun I've had in forever! What do you say? Wanna get
drunk and piss on each other all night long?" he asked.

"Fuck! You bet I do! But I'd like to suck your cock some more, too." I
said, somewhat shyly.

"Buddy, you can suck my cock, eat my ass, do anything you want! 'Course, I
hope you'll let me suck a few more loads out of that cock of yours, too!"
he said, grinning at me.

I smiled back.

So that's what we did. Josh went out and bought us a case of beer and we
sat there all night, sucking down brews, pissing on and in each other and
sucking each other's cocks and asses! I think I came at least six more
times that night. For someone who was a virgin - this was just about the
best 'Cumming Out' party there ever was!

The End of Chapter One - MARINE HERO

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