Date: Fri, 20 Feb 2004 21:07:50 -0800 (PST) From: rimpigfl Subject: MARINE HERO 17 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) 2004 Chapter Seventeen - And End And A Beginning Rick and I walked back to the cabin to find Tom and Bill still asleep in the sun and Jeff and Tim talking. Tim looked up and saw us and I thought, for just a moment, I saw a look of jealousy on his face seeing me alone with Rick. That, unfortunately, made me sure that Rick was the object of Tim's unrequited love. I was glad now that I told Rick that there was a brother who was in love with him. I'm sure that he will figure out quickly that it's Tim and, hopefully then Tim's dream of making love with Rick will come true! Jeff looked up and saw us and looked at me quizzically. I smiled at him and thought to myself that he and I were going to have to have a good long talk about his family - and soon! "Well, what do you guys think? Sun's starting to go down. Should we start thinkin' about dinner soon?" Rick asked Jeff and Tim. "Yeah. I guess maybe we better." Tim said. "I'll go wake up Tom and Bill." "Is there anything we can do to help?" I asked Rick. "No, not really. We'll handle things. Why don't you two just relax and enjoy yourselves." Rick smiled at Jeff and me and turned and walked into the cabin. "Where did you and Rick go?" Jeff asked. "Into the woods. Why don't you and I take a short walk. There's some things I need to talk to about." I said. "Okay." Jeff said, getting up. We passed Bill, Tom and Tim on our way down the path to the woods. "Where you two going?" Bill laughed. "We just want to explore a little." I said, smiling. "Explorin' like that got me married with three kids and another on the way!" Tom laughed. "Well, he can't get pregnant, thank God or we'd have five or six by now!" Jeff laughed. We walked until we were out of earshot of the rest of the brothers when I turned to Jeff. "Rick made love to me." I said. "I notice the wording. So, he decided to try it! How'd it go?" he asked, his voice even. "I think it's definitely changed his mind about love between two males. I think he'd very much like to keep me here!" I grinned. "I got that feeling as well." Jeff said quietly. "But he knows how things are. He knows that I'm totally in love with you and there's no chance of anything between him and me. Besides, he doesn't need me. He's got someone who's already in love with him - has been for years!" I said. "Who?!" Jeff asked in shock. "Tim." I said. "How the fuck do you know that?! I don't even know that!" he said. "Because Tim told me. Last night, when you went to get our stuff. Tim and I had a long talk about things. He told me then. You have to keep it to yourself, though. He's hid it from the rest of you all this time." I said. "So, how's that going to help Rick?" Jeff asked. "Because I told him. Well...I told him that one of his brothers was in love with him and would love to make love with him anytime he wanted. I just wouldn't tell him who. I'm sure he'll figure it out for himself." I said. "But what about his wife!" Jeff asked. "What about her?" I asked. "You don't think for one moment that Rick is going to leave her for Tim, do you?! Never happen! But I do think that your oldest brother is another one of those gay men who hid out in marriage. I'm sure he loves his wife and I know he loves his boys. But he's hurting inside. I could see it! Making love to me was overwhelming to him. He needs Tim and Tim needs him. They'll find a way to work it out." I said. "I sure hope you're right! This could be very explosive!" Jeff said. "Jeff, lover, you guys are brothers. You've been getting together for sex for years. Have any of the wives figured it out? Have they ever objected? Fuck! They make all the food for these little weekend orgies! Who is going to think anything strange about Rick and Tim getting closer to one another? Who's going to see something perverted in two brothers being very close friends?" I asked him. "Well...when you lay it out that way, I guess you're right." he said. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply. "What was that for?" I asked, grinning at him. "Well...because you are one smart little fucker! And because I really love you. And because I want you to not want to go running off into the woods with Rick anymore!" he laughed. "Oh, come on! You're not getting jealous are you?! Of Rick?!" I said, shocked. "No. Not really. But you don't know him as well as you think you do." Jeff said. "Oh, no? How about this...because he's the oldest, he's always been used to getting what he wants and running the whole show and you're concerned that he'll try to take me away from you just to see if he can do it - probably not even realizing that's what he's doing. Something like that?" I asked. "Fuckin, shit! You really are smart!!! Damn!" he grinned. "Lover, there is nobody on the face of the earth that could take me away from you. Don't you know that by now? I knew what Rick was up to when he asked me to go into the woods with him. He just didn't know I had my own agenda for going." I said. "Which was?" Jeff asked. "I wanted him to really experience what it was like to make love to a guy. Once he found that out, I knew he'd be hooked on it! I could then introduce him to the idea of someone - one of his brothers - being in love with him. Trust me, before full nightfall, he'll already have figured out who and both he and Tim will end up making each other very happy!" I said. "Quite the manipulator yourself, aren't you!" Jeff laughed. "Hey! I'm an only child! We learn manipulation at our mother's breast!" I laughed. "So you really think this will be good for Tim?" he asked. "It's as good as it's ever gonna get for Tim. I saw the look in his eyes. He's totally in love with Rick. That, I'm afraid, is never going to change. At least now he'll have part of Rick. I know Rick will fall in love with him - as much as he's ever going to allow himself to fall in love with another guy. Though it's going to add some 'dimensions' to these little get-togethers for your brothers." I said. "Yeah, what about Tom and Bill?" he asked. "Who knows - the way things are going, maybe they'll fall in love with each other!" I laughed. "Good thing I've got you! I'd be odd man out!" Jeff grinned. "No, that's your Dad." I said. "What do you mean?" Jeff asked. "Well, Tim also told me that he's always dreamed of having sex with your Dad." I said. "Oh, fuck!" Jeff exclaimed. "Hey! What's wrong with that! I do it! And so do you, for that matter." I said. "Yeah, but I do it with YOUR Dad!" Jeff grinned. "Oh yeah, that's right! Sometimes I forget the way he treats both of us that I'm the only one that's really his son!" I laughed. "I don't think that Dad is gonna have sex with Tim." Jeff said. "I don't think so either, but you never can tell! At least Tim will have Rick. That will make him a lot happier! Of course, now he'll never come to San Diego!" I said. "Babe, he was never gonna come anyways. I know Tim too well. He'd never leave here! And I knew that before I knew he was in love with Rick!" Jeff said. "I guess you're right." I said. "So, since they're all going to think we were fucking, you want to?" I asked. "Yeah! I wanna eat Rick's cum outa your ass and then fuck the shit outa you!" he grinned. "Great! That's just what I want! I want my lover's cock up my ass!" I grinned back. I turned around and put my hands out in front of me, resting them on the trunk of a tree while I spread my legs. Jeff squatted down behind me and pulled my butt cheeks apart. "Bend over a little more, babe." he said. I backed up a little and let my hands slide down the trunk of the tree. This bent me over and made my butt spread further for Jeff. "Ahh! Yeah! Fuck! Yeah! I love the smell of just-fucked butt!" he groaned as he ran his nose up and down my ass trench. "So you're not mad at me any more for making love to Rick?" I asked over my shoulder. "Never was! Just wanted to let you know that I knew what was going on!" he said, pulling his face outa my butt. "Pretty manipulative yourself, lover!" I laughed. "I'm the baby of the family! We learn manipulation early as well! Have to, as a defense against all those older brothers!" he laughed. With this, he buried his face back in my ripe butt and I felt his tongue digging at my hole. I pushed out with my ass muscles and fed Rick's cum to him from my ass. I could hear him moaning and slurping up all the ass-flavored cum I could feed him. Finally, he pulled his mouth off my hole. I heard him stand up and then I felt his arms come around me and his hands on my chest as his cock nudged at my hole. He grabbed my nipples and squeezed as he slowly slid his cock into my guts. I moaned at the feel of his cock - the cock I knew and loved so much! The cock that made us one when it was inside of me! "Oh, yeah! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Make me yours!" I groaned. "You are mine." he said, his mouth at my ear. "Yes! Your's! Your's forever!" I groaned again to him. "And don't you forget it!" he chuckled, making his cock jump in my hole. "Never, lover! Never!" I moaned. He began to slowly fuck me, continuing to pull on my nipples. "Oh, fuck yeah! Pull on those nips!" I groaned. "Yeah! It really tightens your fuck-hole every time I do!" he said. He quickly picked up the pace of his fucking, his cock pounding my hole. I was groaning and loving every second of this! Here we were, out in the woods, in the open air, naked and fucking! What could be better than this! I think Jeff was very turned on to fucking me after his oldest brother had fucked my hole. He was pounding away at it like he was going to make it deeper than it already was! But neither of us could take it for long! Within minutes, I heard his groaning change in pitch and knew he was rapidly working himself towards cumming. I could feel my balls tightening up to the base of my cock and knew I was going to cum as well. "Ahh! Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Jeff groaned. "Yeah! Cum in me, babe! Come in my hole!" I begged him and felt the tingle in my balls telling me that I was going to cum as well. "FUCK, YEAH!!! CUM IN YOUR HOLE!!! CUMMIN' IN YOUR SHITHOLE!!!" Jeff screamed and I felt his cock swell in my hole, shooting is load deep inside me. He pinched my tits HARD as he came! That was all it took! "YEAH!!! AHHH!!! FUCK ME!!!" I screamed as I shot my load. I came so hard that it hit the trunk of the tree in front of me! I looked down and saw four stripes of my white spoonge streaked across the bark! Jeff collapsed against my back and I was grateful that I was braced against the tree! After a few minutes, though, he straightened up and slowly pulled his cock from my well-used ass. He squatted down below me and I felt his mouth lock onto my ass and begin to suck his cum from my hole. I moaned as his mouth soothed the ravaged lips of my ass. He sucked for a while and then stood up. I turned and his mouth came down on mine and he shared some of his cum flavored with my ass as we kissed. We pulled ourselves together and walked back to the cabin. As we got closer, we could smell the aroma of grilling steaks. Rick was manning the grill and the other brothers were setting out Tupperware bowls and opening them. We went over to the table to see what was for dinner. "How do you take your steaks?" Rick asked. "Medium rare for both of us." Jeff said. "Just sit down! We got steak, baked potatoes, corn on the cob along with a tossed salad and a really good Jello mold that my wife makes with lime Jello, cottage cheese and pineapple." Rick said. We sat down and soon the steaks were ready. The six of us were soon chomping away, filling our empty bellies and enjoying ourselves. There was a lot of good natured joking about sexual organs and prowess among the brothers and I noticed that some of it was directed at me as well, which really made me feel a part of the 'family'. But what Rick did next, really gave me that feeling! Rick stood up and called for everyone's attention. "Hey! Guys! I have an little announcement to make!" Rick said. And all the brothers looked over at me. "Mike, we've never done this before. I guess we never thought we would need to!" All the brothers laughed at this. "Anyway, we really love Jeff and we miss him a whole lot." Rick said "but having met you, we know why he staying in San Diego and also that he's the happiest we've ever seen him." At this, Tim, Tom and Bill cheered. "So we want to welcome you to the family and make you an honorary 'Berringer Boy'!" Rick said. And with this the 'boys' all jumped to their feet and cheered and clapped and came over and hugged me! Jeff was sitting next to me and beaming at how his brothers had accepted me. I was almost in tears from happiness. I don't know where things would have gone to from there, probably another orgy but that didn't have a chance to happen. Suddenly, there was the sound of a phone ringing in the house. The brothers all froze and looked at each other. Rick went into the house immediately and answered the phone. "What's the matter?" I asked Jeff quietly. "Nobody ever calls when we're up here. Only if there's an emergency. Whatever it is, it can't be good." Jeff said. There was complete silence as everyone waited for Rick to some back out and tell us who was calling. He was gone quite a while and I noticed that Tom, Bill and Tim were getting really 'antsy' and nervous. Finally Rick came back outside and walked over to the picnic table where we all were. His face was a stone mask - tight and solid. His eyes almost dead. He stopped when he got to the table and looked at us all. "That was June. The hospital called her. There's no other way to say this but to just tell you right out. Mom is gone." Rick said. At this there was an uproar among the brothers all asking what had happened. Rick held up his hands for silence. "She had another heart attack. Dad called an ambulance but she was gone by the time it got to the hospital. We all knew this was coming, just didn't know it would happen so soon. I told June that we would go directly to the hospital and take care of Dad and that we would be home later. So, I guess we'd better pack up and get out of here." Rick said. We silently packed up all the food and liquor and climbed back into the pickup trucks. In a four vehicle convoy, we headed for town and the hospital at speeds that I wasn't used to. I mean, yeah, I'd driven some of the freeways but these were backwoods, country roads. But the boys had been driving them since they were teens and knew every inch of them. At least, that's what I hoped. Strangely enough, or maybe not so strangely, the line of pickups followed in the birth order. Rick in front, followed by Tom and Bill with Tim, Jeff and I bringing up the rear. Not a word was spoken between the three of us the whole way there but Jeff had his arm around my shoulders, holding me close to him the whole time - almost like he was clutching onto a life preserver. We made it to the hospital probably as fast as an ambulance could. We headed into the emergency room, to find their Dad, sitting by himself, calmly waiting. I could see that there wasn't a lot of emotion shown in this family. Well, that was all right. I was used that. Rick, as the natural leader approached their father as the other boys spread out to either side. Rick didn't say anything, just waited to be acknowledged by the older man. "I suppose you know?" his Dad asked Rick quietly. "Yes, Dad. June called up at the cabin." he said. "Helluva way to end your weekend." the older Berringer said. "It's okay, Dad. We wanted to be here with you." Rick said. It was at this point that their Dad finally looked around at all of the 'boys'. "Fine sons. Mom was always proud of you." he said, his eyes becoming somewhat misty. The five 'boys' shuffled their feet and looked uncomfortable at this utterance. Evidently nobody could take a compliment well in this family. Maybe there weren't enough of them ever given or they'd been taught young that one didn't seek them out. I didn't know which. "What do you want to do now, Dad?" Rick asked. "I guess I might as well go on home. There ain't nothin' that I need to do here. The guys from the mortuary will collect her later and I'll have to go down and pick out a casket tomorrow." their father said. "How'd you get here?" Rick asked. "I came in the ambulance with her." their Dad said. "We'll take you home." Rick said, taking charge as the oldest. "Thank you, son. Thank all of you." their Dad said quietly, looking again at each of them. "Fine sons. Mighty fine sons." Rick put his arm around his father's shoulders and walked him out to his truck. We all followed, again in birth order, out of the hospital. Again, we climbed into the pickup trucks and headed out for the family ranch - Rick and their Dad in the lead with Tom, Bill and Tim, with Jeff and me, following. We didn't travel at high speed this time so getting to the ranch was longer. This time there was some conversation. "You gonna stay for the funeral?" Tim asked. "Yeah. I'll call the base in the morning and talk to my CO. I can get added on compassionate leave. Probably will have to fax them the death certificate but I can get that from the funeral home." Jeff said. "This is really gonna change things. I'm a little worried about Dad. I don't know what he's gonna do without her. After all, he's never had to take care of himself." Tim said. "Well maybe he'll finally sell the ranch." Jeff said. "No way in hell! We wanted him to do that! Been buggin' him over three years now and he won't budge! I mean, none of us want to run it - not even Rick. Dad just won't give it up though." Tim said. "Well, let's see what happens. Now that Mom's gone, maybe he'll change his mind." Jeff said. "Yeah, and maybe pigs will start flyin'! When did you know Daddy to ever change his mind about anything! He still won't buy a thing that Chrysler makes!" Tim laughed. "Yeah, he sure can be stubborn sometimes." Jeff agreed smiling. "Well, at least I now know where you got it from." I said quietly. "What? Me? Stubborn? Boy you ain't seen stubborn 'til you run up against Daddy!" Jeff said. I don't think that Jeff noticed, or Tim either - for that matter, but both of them had reverted to calling their father 'Daddy' just like they had done when they were little boys. It made me think that this is what was really happening. They were all hurt by the loss of their mother and, though they wouldn't show how much they were hurting, it came out in this subtle way. They were hurt little boys, looking to Daddy to make things okay again. We got to the ranch and all piled into the house. Rick told Tom to tell Tim to bring the beer and the Wild Turkey in from Tim's truck. Jeff and I helped with that. We all sat in the big farm kitchen, around the large kitchen table with his Dad and several bottles of Wild Turkey and everybody was drinking shots and beers. I thought to myself that this is how they allowed the emotions out among themselves. It was okay if you were half-drunk to cry. Typical 'straight' males. Except I knew better! They all sat around for an hour or so, sharing memories of their mother. It was obvious from their memories that she was not a warm woman. Not 'touchy-feely' by any stretch of the imagination. In many ways, she seemed as cold as my mother. And, while it was clear that there was a much closer relationship with their Dad, this wasn't a very physically affectionate one either. I began to understand more and more why my lover was so starved for affection - just like I was - when we first met. And why he loved my Dad so much. Dad was, even though a 'rough, tough' Marine, a very physically affectionate man - especially with Jeff and me. He hugged us and kissed us at the drop of a hat, and we both basked in his attention. Finally, Rick asked Jeff and Tim to step outside with him. They were gone a few minutes and then they came back and Rick announced that he, Tom and Bill had to get home to their families but that Tim, Jeff and I were going to stay the night so that Dad wouldn't be alone. I noticed that his Dad didn't even raise a minimal objection to this. I was glad that he was going to let his son's take care of him. After the older three boys left, their Dad said that he was going up to bed and that he'd see us in the morning. I'd noticed that Jeff's Dad had about 8-10 shots of the Wild Turkey and several beers so that I supposed he might be hurting emotionally, he was 'feeling no pain' in other ways. Tim had slugged down quite a lot, too, but seemed well able to handle it. He and Jeff sat at the table sharing more stories of their childhood. After a while, the couple of beers I'd had made me need to piss. I asked Jeff where the bathroom was. He told me that there was one in the basement and on the second floor. I opted for the one upstairs so he and Tim told me where their Dad's room was and asked me to check on him which I, of course, agreed to do. I found the bathroom first and let out a long, heavy load of piss. I thought to myself that I never usually had this much to drench anyone in and maybe I ought to think about drinking beer more! Finishing up, I walked down the hall to where Tim and Jeff said their Dad's room was. I saw the light was on and the door was partway open. I looked inside and their Dad was just sitting on the side of the bed. He'd managed to get his boots and shirt off but he was now just sitting there, seemingly staring at nothing. I knocked at the door and it seemed to startle him out of his reverie. "I didn't mean to startle you." I said. "I had take a piss and Jeff and Tim asked me to check on you. Are you okay?" He looked at me for a moment and then I could see tears coursing down his face. I don't know why I did it, I guess because I can't stand to see anyone in pain, I walked over to the bed and sat down next to him, putting my arms around him. He lay his head on my shoulder and I could feel him begin to shake with sobs. His arms went around me and he quietly sobbed against me for a while. I couldn't explain why - maybe because he was an attractive man who looked so much like an older Jeff - but I became erect and turned on. Part of it was his man-scent. It was obvious that he'd done hard work that day and had not had time to shower. His scent rose strong and masculine in my nose and, that's usually enough to get my cock aroused. Then there was the feeling of his strong arms around me, feeling so much like Jeff or even my own Dad. After a while, he calmed down and stopped crying but he didn't let go of me so I didn't let go of him. I was enormously grateful that I could be there for the man who helped create the man that I loved. I was flattered that he would turn to me, knowing who I was and what my relationship to his son really was. He sat there, his arms around me, resting his head on my shoulder. I thought I heard him taking deep breaths of my scent as well, but figured I was just mistaken. However, I happened to glance down and it was obvious that his jeans were filled out with a very hard, very large cock! Well, I certainly knew where Jeff got that! This didn't really have time to register on my brain when, all of a sudden, I felt his hands roving over my body, feeling my muscles and doing it in such a way that I was getting really aroused! My breathing became heavier which just made my breaths of his scent even deeper. I didn't know what to do at that point! I didn't know if he knew what he was doing or not but quickly figured out that he evidently did when his hand came down and began to grope my very hard cock. I didn't know what to do at that point! However, I let out a small, uncontrolled groan at the feelings his hand on my cock was causing and felt his mouth now licking and sucking at my very sensitive neck! It was patently obvious that my lover's father wanted me! And, without much thought about it, I decided that if he did, he could have me. I would give him what he evidently wanted and needed. Maybe I was the only one who could as I wasn't one of his sons, though I thought briefly about Tim and his desire to be in this exact position with his Dad. Oh, fuck! First I make love with the brother that Tim's in love with and now with his Dad who he wants, too! I could see Tim attempting to cut my balls off! But right then, I was in no position to really think! All the blood in my body seemed to have drained to my cock which was now harder than a rock! I began running my hands over Jeff's Dad's hard body. Not pumped from working out but hard from many years of hard work on the ranch. The feel of him was different and exciting to me. When he felt my hands stroking his body, he raised his head and looked deeply into my eyes. Then he moved his head forward and out mouths met in a deep, passionate kiss which seemed to last forever. "It's been more'n 30 years since I kissed another man like that." he said, pulling his mouth from mine. "I want you." I pressed my hand on top of his hand that was feeling up my hard cock. "Does this tell you what I want?" I murmured. "I don't want to hurt Jeff, though." he said. "You won't. Trust me. Both Tim and Jeff would be here for you if you only asked." I told him quietly. He looked at me in surprise. "But..I couldn't...I...just...uhh..." he stuttered. "You don't have to, but they'd love it. And I think eventually you would, too. But if it's easier for you with me, I am more than happy to be here for you." I said softly, smiling at him and meaning every word. "It's been so long, I'm not sure I remember what to do." he smiled. "Oh, it's like riding a bicycle! You'll remember!" I chuckled. "But you've got way too many clothes on." "So do you." he said shyly. "I can fix that." I said, pulling out of his arms and standing up in front of him. I pulled my t-shirt off over my head while slipping out of my sandals. I was going to open my cutoffs and take them off but Jeff's Dad beat me to it. He unbuttoned the fly and let them slide from my hips. I had left my jock off in the rush to get dressed and get to the hospital so that when he slid them down, my hard cock popped up, pointing at the ceiling. Jeff's Dad reached out and stroked it gently and I groaned. "Don't! I don't want this to end too quickly!" I moaned, smiling down at him. I pulled away from his hands and got down on my knees in front of him. I unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans. He lifted his hips, helping me get them off him. He wasn't wearing underwear either and his hard cock - about eleven inches long, uncut and thick - stood up dripping cock- honey from the hood which completely covered the head, even as hard as he was. I pulled off his jeans and then pulled his socks off his feet, stopping to smell the sweaty, masculine odor of mansweat and leather before pulling them off. I then began licking and sucking at his toes, making him groan in ecstasy! "Damn! Nobody's ever done THAT to me before!" he groaned. I looked up into his eyes. He was looking down, avidly watching what I was doing. "I hope maybe I can do several things nobody's ever done to you before, or at least not for a long time." I smiled and went back to sucking on his toes and licking between them. He let me work on his feet, making appreciative noises to accompany every new area of skin that my tongue explored. He really started making noises when I began licking the soles of his feet from his heal to the ball of his foot. I then switched to the other foot and did it all over again, again accompanied by his groans of appreciation. Once I was done with his feet, I began licking up the inside of his legs and licking and nibbling at the inside of his thighs. He reached down and lay his hand on my head, playing his fingers through my hair as I did so. He spread his legs to give me better access and I moved in and pressed my nose against his balls, breathing deep of the raunchy scent there - a mixture of sweat, dried piss and rut. He heard me taking deep breaths of his ripe nuts. "Yeah, boy! Smell them balls! You like that scent, boy?" he asked. "Oh! Fuck, yeah! I love the smell of ripe balls!" I groaned. "Well, have at 'em son! They're all yours!" he said. I, of course, couldn't stand to just smell them for long! I wanted to taste them! I began licking and sucking at his somewhat hairy sack. Like Jeff and his brothers, he didn't have much in the way of hair in his groin - or anywhere else on his body for that matter. As I licked and sucked at his balls, he groaned his appreciation. "Yeah, boy! Fuck! Lick them man-balls! Yeah! Lick my nuts! Get 'em good and wet!" he moaned. And I continued to do exactly that! I was moving down, however, trying to get to his butt. As I moved down he lay back on the bed to give me better access to the back of his nuts and his 'taint'. I licked that very sensitive patch of skin between his balls and ass-crack. I could smell the scent of his butt and I wanted it! I took my hands and put them under the backs of his knees, raising them. He reached down and took his legs from me, pulling them back, opening up his entire crotch and ass-crack to me. I immediately started running my nose up and down his slightly furry ass-crack, breathing in the dark, raw, male scent - moaning at the raunchiness of it. I knew he heard me because he spoke quietly. "Yeah! You like that ass, boy? You like the smell of my ass? Suck down all that ass-stink! I can't wait to smell yours!" he said. "Oh, fuck! I love the smell of real man's ass!" I assured him. But, of course, I loved the taste more and was ready for it! I began licking at his trench, making his moaning become louder. "Ahh, fuck! Lick my ass, boy! Lick it good! Ain't had nobody lick my ass in so long!" he moaned. I began licking at his tight, wrinkled hole while sucking on it at the same time. I took me a while to get him to relax enough, but I finally managed to work my tongue up inside him so that I could taste the inside of his ass as well, relishing the dark, tangy flavor as I licked the smooth walls of his inner ass. "Ahh! Fuck! Yeah! Lick my hole, boy! Eat me fuckin' out! Don't stop! Please don't stop!" he groaned. I wondered to myself why guys always beg you not to stop when your licking out their buttholes? Did they really think you were going to stop?! Not me! I couldn't stop! I loved the taste of butt, the smell of butt, the feel of butt against my tongue! I loved everything about man-ass! The way it smelled, the way it tasted, and especially the way it felt wrapped around your hard cock when you fucked it! I continued to eat Jeff's Dad's tasty ass and he continued to moan at the feelings I was creating in him. Finally, however my tongue became tired and I decided that there was more that I wanted to explore. Besides, my knees were starting to hurt on the hardwood floor. I pulled my ass-sucking face out of his crack and looked at him. "Move up on the bed and rest against the headboard. I want to get off the floor and get between your legs so that I can taste your cock!" I said. He smiled and did as I said. He knew he was about to get a blowjob and there is hardly a guy on the face of the earth who isn't delighted with that prospect! I got between his legs, laying on my stomach, and began by licking up the cock-honey that was dripping down his shaft. I followed the stream up to the head and poked my tongue into the hood of his cock, tasting more of the sweet/salty treat. His cock was sweaty and raw smelling and I had great hopes of finding my favorite treat of all under his hood. I pulled down the foreskin and the odor of unwashed, uncut cock filled the area and went directly up my nose and straight down to my hard cock trapped beneath me! Ahh! The smell of smegma! I could see all the white flecks under the flange of the head of his cock and I was delighted! "Uhh...didn't have a chance to clean up..."he said. I grinned up at him. "No need! I'll clean it for you! I love 'cheese'! And, just like your boys, you have quite a 'cheese factory' here!" I grinned. "They take after their old man, huh?" he asked. That told me that he'd probably never seen his sons naked since they were small boys! "Oh, fuck, yeah! Everyone of them with a beautiful, large cock and enough foreskin to make cheese for a hungry 'cheese-hound' like me!" I grinned. "Who...ahh...who's the biggest?" he asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. I grinned. "I've got the biggest in my ass every night!" I said proudly. "Well, I'll be damned! So little Jeff is the best hung of all of them, huh?!" he grinned. "Yeah! It was quite a shock to them at first!" I grinned back. "I bet it was! I always figured he'd be biggest. I remember he had quite a pecker on him when he was little." Jeff's Dad said, fondly and I could see he was lost in memories of his young son. I began licking up all the tasty smegma, letting the pungent aroma rise in my nose while the tart, pungent taste exploded on my tongue. I moaned at the flavor! "Yeah, boy! Eat all that fuckin' cheese! You really like that, don'tcha?!" he groaned as I continued to lick all of it that I could find. Once it was all gone, I began slowly taking his cock deep into me. I had a feeling that, just like Jeff, nobody had ever taken all of his Dad's cock down his throat. I closed my eyes and began to concentrate on taking it completely in me until my nose was buried in his fragrant pubic hairs. "FUCK! Damn, boy! Ain't nobody ever swallowed all that thing! Not in my whole fuckin' life!" he exclaimed. Pulling off his cock, I smiled at him. "Funny, Jeff said the same thing the first time I did that!" I grinned and we both chuckled. "Do it some more! Please?" he begged. "Oh, you don't have to ask! I love doin' it! Just try and stop me!" I grinned cockily before again taking it deep in my throat. He kind of lay back and just let himself get lost in the good feelings of having his cock sucked. I knew all too well what I was doing and made sure that he didn't get too close to cumming. I wanted this to last for him. I wanted it to be wonderful for him! Above all, I wanted his cock buried in my shithole and not in my throat when he shot a load of the cum that created my lover! We were both lost in the bliss of male-males sex, both of us groaning softly, when we suddenly felt another body climbing on the bed! 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