Date: Fri, 28 Jun 2002 20:23:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: THE MARINE NEXT DOOR 10

Disclaimer: This is just a story. And it's about a Marine. Not a real one,
of course. Kind of a melding of a lot of them I've known in my life. Any
resemblance to any actual Marine is purely coincidence - but if there is, I
do wish he'd write me! Anyway, you know the drill, if you don't like sex
between males, what are you doing here? And if your Country, State,
Province, City, Town or Village won't let you read this kind of stuff -
MOVE!!! Somewhere where you can!

This story is dedicated to my friend PUP, who just LOVES Marines and
stories about them. I hope he loves this one. And I kind of hope it would
come true for him.

In the next chapters, you will hear the voices of all four of the main
characters - Brian, Ty, Scott and Jason. Their stories will be clearly
noted.


THE MARINE NEXT DOOR - Part 10
by RimPig (c) 2002

JASON'S STORY:

Being around nothing but guys just comes naturally to me. I was raised on a
cattle ranch in Montana by my Dad and three older brothers. My Mom died
giving birth to me and, for as long as I can remember, it was Dad and my
brothers who took care of me.

Growing up on the ranch was about the best upbringing I could imagine for a
boy. I learned early to ride a horse and help take care of the cattle. It
was hard work, but none of us ever minded. My brothers were always looking
out for me and were good to me. They didn't let me get away with any shit,
and I was just as likely to be turned over my oldest brother Mike's knee
and given a licking as I was Dad's. But he was fair. I never got it unless
I deserved it. And I didn't very often deserve it.

Growing up, I learned a lot of other things from my brothers. You see, we
all slept in the same room at home. The house had been built by my
grandfather and Dad had been his only child. The house wasn't intended to
hold four growing boys. By the time I was in junior high, all four of us
had moved to what had been the bunk house, leaving Dad the house all to
himself. We still went up to eat meals, but most of the time, we spent down
in the bunkhouse where we could be as noisy as we wanted without disturbing
Dad. Dad didn't mind. He knew how rambuncious growing boys could be. And he
tended to like peace and quiet after a hard days work.

Of course, early on, I got to see what my older brothers did after they
went to bed and thought that I was asleep. I could see them pulling on
their cocks and moaning. Most nights, they would get together and either
watch each other while they did it, or reach over and do it to each
other. I found this real exciting and it would make my little cock harder
then hell and start to tingle. I tried copying what they did, but I just
couldn't seem to get the hang of it.

Now, I knew all about sex. You don't grow up on a ranch without having seen
cows and horses fucking. I guess I was about 5 when my second oldest
brother, Brad, and I watched a bull mounting a cow. I was mesmerized by
that bull's huge cock! I thought when he stuck it in that old cow's pussy,
it was going to damn near split her in two! But Brad explained to me about
what was going on, how that would make a little calf in a few month's
time. He told me people did the same thing! But I only half believed
him. It took me a while to put things together and figure out that maybe
he'd been telling me the truth after all.

I guess I was about 13, when one night, I was lying there watching my
brothers jerking each other off and my cock got really fucking hard! It had
started growing hair around it just like my brother's had and I had even
woken up a couple of mornings and found this sticky stuff in my briefs that
my cock had leaked in the night.

I watched them for a while and wished that I could join in this fun they
were having together. I took me a few minutes to work up the courage. But
finally, my raging hormones overcame my shyness.

"Hey, guy's! How about me?" I said.

They all three stopped and stared over at me.

"How the fuck long have you been watching?" Mike asked.

"Since I was about six!" I told him.

"Well, fuck, boy! If you can get that pecker of your's hard, get your ass
over here!" Mike said laughing.

I got out of bed, took off my briefs and lead by my hard cock, walked over
to Mike's bed where they all were sitting cross-legged and handling each
other's cocks.

"Well, look the fuck there!" Eric, my next oldest brother, said. "The kid's
got a nice pecker on him!"

"Yeah, must be part of the family after all! He's definitely got the pecker
for it! Bigger than you when you were that age, Brad!" Mike chuckled.

"Yeah, well he's just about as big as you were at his age. Kid may end up
having you beat, big brother!" Brad shot back.

"Come here, boy. Sit next to me. Let me get a feel of that thing." Mike
said.

I was very proud of how big they all thought my cock was, but was proudest
of all that Mike wanted me near him. I had a huge crush on Mike. I guess I
always had. I know I loved him as a brother, but there was something
else. I was in love with him, as well. I thrilled every time he touched me
or hugged me and I loved being near him. I especially loved to smell his
scent - his maleness. He would come back from riding the herd all day or
repairing fences and the sweat and musk that came off his body just about
made me swoon! I know I got a hardon every fucking time I got near him! And
was scared to death he'd notice!

"Well, boy, that's quite a nice sized pecker you got there! Nice and hard,
too!" Mike said, stroking my cock.

I'd never felt anything so wonderful in my life! I looked down and watched
him stroke me for a couple of minutes and then shyly looked up at him.

"Can...can I feel your's?" my voice was trembling and cracking I was so
excited, but somehow scared as well. Scared that he'd say no.

"Sure can, l'il bro! You just do what I'm doing to ya'. Be real gentle with
it now." he said.

I reached over and touched another guy's cock for the first time in my
life! I was astounded at the feel of it. It was warm and it was hard, but
what amazed me was how soft the skin was. None of us had been circumcised,
so I could easily slide his foreskin up and down, covering and uncovering
the red, wet head of his cock. Suddenly, I was aware of a very pungent male
scent in the air. Something familiar. Something I had smelled before but
this was stronger, more deeply male. It was the smell of headcheese and it
was coming from Mike's cock! I suddenly felt myself salivating. I wanted to
taste it. I'd eaten my own before, and loved it.

Without thinking, I reached over with my other hand and swiped some of the
tasty buildup from under the head of his cock and got it on my finger. I
slowly brought it to my nose and the heady aroma floated up my nose like
smoke. I then licked it from my finger. It tasted even better than mine!

I looked up and suddenly realized that all my brothers were staring at
me. Brad and Eric were staring in shock. Mike, however, had a grin on his
face.

"Like that, l'il bro?" he asked grinning.

I didn't know what to say. I knew I was blushing because I could feel my
face was hot. I just hoped it was dark enough that no one else could
notice.

"I...I...ah...yes. I did." I quietly admitted.

"Well that's just fine, bro! I kinda like it myself!" he laughed.

Now Brad and Eric were really staring! But what could they say? Mike was
the oldest and the undisputed leader of the four of us. If he thought it
was cool, then it was cool. Period.

"Why don't you go get the rest of it, bro?" Mike asked.

I started to move my hand back to his cock to harvest the rest of the
creamy cockcheese, but Mike stopped my hand.

"Why don't you just lick it off, bro?" he asked. "Bet you like it better
that way."

I leaned down and began to lick under the ridge of his cock. He was right!
I did like it better that way. Especially because, as I was licking up the
rest of his cockcheese, I was also tasting his pre- cum dripping from his
pisshole. Again, it was just like mine which I had tasted frequently. But
it was thicker and had a stronger taste.

After I had licked up all of his cockcheese, I moved up and began licking
the head of his cock, trying to get more and more of his tasty
cock-honey. Mike moaned when I did so and I looked up. He was looking down
at him and I saw a look in his eyes I had never seen before. I later
realized that was I was looking at was an extremely horny male. A male who
wanted to shoot his load down my throat. I didn't know it then, but if I
had, it wouldn't have changed anything. I wanted to taste Mike's load!

I kept licking his cock and then gradually began to move down it, taking
more and more into my mouth Mike moaned louder and I felt him put his hand
on my head. He didn't push down, he just kind of rubbed my head while I
gave my first blow-job - to him. I didn't know how to do this, but it just
seemed to come naturally. I even knew not to let Mike's cock come into
contact with my teeth. From the feelings of Mike's hand on my head, I began
to understand what rhythm he wanted. He gently would press and I would up
my speed. Finally I was gobbling more than half his cock and I suddenly
felt it get very hard and begin to expand. Mike was moaning and I suddenly
felt his cock belch out shot after shot of his thick, tasty cum. I was
almost overwhelmed by the volume but began to swallow quickly. I sucked
down all Mike's hot cum and continued to nurse on the head of his cock
until he pulled me off.

"Bro! Where did you learn to do that?" Mike asked, his voice filled with
wonder.

"I didn't. I've never done that before! I've never had the chance." I said.

Mike looked at me strangely.

"You liked it, Jason?" he asked quietly.

"Sure did!" I answered. My other brothers were still staring at me, but
jacking themselves off furiously.

"You like the taste of my cum?" Mike asked, a grin growing on his face.

"You bet! It was delicious!" I said. I couldn't quite bring myself to tell
him I loved it because it was his.

"Well, I bet I know where you can get some more." he said and nodded
towards Brad and Eric who were still jerking on their cocks.

I moved over and put my face in front of Brad's cock. I could smell his
cockcheese, too, as his hand moved his foreskin back and forth. Brad
quickly got the idea that I would suck him as well and stopped jerking his
cock and took his hand off it. I put my hand on it and slid the foreskin
back and began licking his cockcheese from under the rim of his
cockhead. It was tasty, but not as strong tasting as Mike's was. Brad
started moaning as I was licking his cockhead and tasting his
cock-snot. His was saltier than Mike's. I had hardly gotten my mouth around
his cock when he reached down, grabbed hold of my head and shoved his cock
into my mouth. It was too much at once and I gagged.

Mike reacted instantly. He hauled off and backhanded Brad across the face!
Brad quickly let go of my head and I pulled my mouth off his cock.

"What the fuck's the matter with you, asshole!" Mike screamed at
Brad. "That's Jason! Your fucking brother! You don't do that kind of shit
to him! You got that?!"

Brad was laying back on the bed, slowly touching his jaw where Mike's hand
had connected with it.

"Yeah, Mike! I got it. Hey! I didn't mean to do it! I just got carried away
is all!" Brad whined.

"You fucking get carried away like that again - you EVER hurt him! - and
you won't fucking walk for a month!" Mike warned him.

By this point, both Brad and Eric had lost their hardons. Nobody had ever
seen Mike quite this angry before. Mike leaned down and looked me in the
eyes.

"You ok, bro?" he asked softly, gently stroking my face with his hand.

"Yeah, Mike. I'm ok. It didn't really hurt. Just surprised me, that's all."
I said. I didn't want Brad and him fighting over me, but I did really love
the fact that Mike was being so protective of me.

"Well, I think we better call it a night, anyway." he said.

"No, Mike! That's not fair. You got off, you should let me get Brad and
Eric off, too." I said.

I could see Brad and Eric's faces light up at this. They didn't dare say
anything for fear of pissing off Mike further, but I could tell, they were
eager to experience my mouth on their cocks.

"You sure, l'il Bro?" Mike asked, concern on his face.

"Yeah, I am. Besides, I haven't gotten off yet. I want to do it. Ok?" I
pleaded with him.

Mike grinned. "Anything you want, bro."

I went over to where Brad was laying and leaned down and took his soft cock
into my mouth.  Soft I could get a lot more of it into my mouth. I started
sucking on it and it quickly began to grow in my mouth. Brad didn't touch
me again and I could see him taking quick glances at Mike to make sure that
this was ok with him. But Mike just sat there, slowly stroking his meat and
watched me suck off first Brad and then Eric. Each of them had cum that
tasted slightly different, but still basically all our cum tasted pretty
much the same. I thought that was because we were brothers. It would be a
few years before I learned that it was because we were male and all cum
tastes pretty much the same.

After I got Eric and Brad off, I noticed that Mike had another hardon. He
looked at Brad and Eric.

"You guys go back to your own beds now." he said. And then turning to me,
"Jason, how would you like to sleep with me tonight?"

I grinned a huge grin in answer. Mike smiled back and lay down and motioned
me to lay down next to him. I quickly snuggled next to his body and I felt
his arm go around me, holding me. He leaned down and kissed me on the
forehead and I reached up and stroked his face. I could feel the stubble of
his beard against my hand. He looked at me funny when I did it, but then
leaned down further and kissed me gently on the lips. It was the most
exciting thing that anyone had ever done to me. When he went to pull away,
I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his face to mine again. He knew
what I wanted, even though I didn't at the time. He kissed me again, but
this time, he pressed his mouth harder against mine and I felt his mouth
open and his tongue begin to lick at my lips, trying to force it's way into
my mouth.

I opened my mouth to him and the next thing I knew I was practically
swallowing his tongue. I sucked on it while he tasted the inside of my
mouth. Then his tongue withdrew and mine followed it and I tasted Mike for
the first time. I was in heaven! I was softly moaning into his mouth and he
had brought his other arm around me and was stroking his hand down my back
and across my ass.  He broke the kiss and began licking at the side of my
neck and across my shoulder. I shivered at the feelings he was causing in
me. I had no idea where this was leading, but I wanted to go there with
Mike - no matter what.

"Are you ok with this, Jason?" Mike asked me softy. Eric and Brad's beds
were further across the room so they couldn't hear us.

"More than ok, Mike." I said.

"You really want this, don't you." he said, not a question but a statement.

"With you, I want anything!" I told him. It was a close as I'd ever come to
telling him how I really felt about him.

"I kind of had a feeling that's how you felt. I've noticed the way you've
always looked at me and tried to get close to me whenever you could." he
said softly.

I blushed so hard, I was glad it was dark and he couldn't see.

"I bet something else, too. I bet that you kind of get off on the scent of
my body, don't you? I noticed you breathe awful heavy when you're around me
- especially when I'm real sweaty." he grinned.

Oh, God! Busted! He knew almost everything! I hung my head in shame. But
Mike gently lifted my chin an brought his lips to mine again in a soft
kiss.

"Hey, don't be ashamed. I'm real flattered that I turn you on that
much. Bet you didn't know that you turn me on, too, did you?" he asked.

I gaped at him in shock! Me? Turn Mike on? No way! But Mike just leaned
forward and put his mouth on my open one and we were kissing again. This
time it was Mike who was moaning into my mouth while his hands were all
over my body. He rolled me over on the bed until he was on top of me and
then began moving down my body, kissing and licking all over me. He sucked
at my nipples and I thought I would come right there and then! I arched my
back as he sucked harder and moaned out my delight. I heard a deep chuckle
come from his throat and he moved down, licking across my stomach and then
burying his nose in my sparse pubic hair. I heard him breathe deeply of my
scent and I was shocked to realize that I was not the only one who got off
on that!

The next thing I felt was Mike's tongue licking my almost hairless
balls. Never in my life had I ever felt something this good! I moaned at
the feeling but was rocked when he moved up and swallowed my entire cock
all at once! I could feel the warm wetness surrounding me and his tongue
moving over my head and shaft. He took his hand and pulled at the base of
my cock causing my foreskin to retract so that the head was exposed to his
tongue. I felt him licking around my cockhead and knew he was tasting my
cockcheese as I had tasted his. He evidently found it pleasing because I
could hear him moaning softly as his tongue licked away all the creamy
whiteness I had.

Then he began to lick the head of my cock and to suck gently on it. I was
trying desperately to keep quiet as I didn't want Brad or Eric to know what
was happening. I didn't know exactly why, but I somehow knew that this was
something special between only Mike and me. But as Mike continued to eat my
cock, strangled sobs and moans of pleasure kept escaping from me until I
could stand his oral caresses no longer and shot the biggest load of my
life into my brother's sucking mouth.

Mike continued to suck on my cock and drank every drop of cum that I
had. After I couldn't cum anymore, he continued to nurse on my softening
cock until he had cleaned every bit of pre-cum and cum from it. Then he
moved back up my body again until his face reached mine. He kissed me
deeply and I could taste my own cum in his mouth. It was a taste I knew
well from jacking off but, somehow, it was much more exciting coming from
Mike's mouth. I just was in awe! My oldest brother - Mike - the male I
worshiped and loved more than anybody in the world, just sucked me off! I
was still having trouble wrapping my brain around the idea of it!

"How was that, Jason?" Mike asked as he pulled his mouth from mine.

"Oh, God! Mike! That was the most wonderful thing that's ever happened to
me in my whole life!" I said. "Mike, I love you!"

There! I'd finally said it. I didn't care how he took it! I'd finally told
him exactly how I felt about him.

Mike rolled over on his side and pulled m close to him. I rested my head on
his chest and breathed deeply of the scent of him. Since he already knew I
loved it, there was no reason to hide it.

Mike finally responded. "I know you do, Jason. And I love you. But that's
going to have to stay just between the two of us. Ok?"

"Ok." I answered. "But why?"

"Well, you see, a lot of folks don't think it's right for two guys, much
less if their brothers, to have those kinds of feelings for each other. So
it's best if we didn't let anyone else know about how we feel." he
explained.

"What about Brad and Eric?" I asked.

"No, you see Brad and Eric, well...they're just horny and like getting
their rocks off. They don't much care how. But soon, the two of them are
going to get really into girls and eventually they'll probably stop getting
it on with other guys at all. But for me, and I figure for you, we aren't
ever going to stop wanting to get it on with guys. And I doubt that I'll
ever go for girls at all." he said.

"Me neither!" I said. "I much prefer guys. Especially you."

He chuckled softly at this.

"Well, l'il bro, you haven't had a lot of experience with guys yet. Trust
me, I'll bet you find other guys just as exciting as you do me. And you'll
probably fall in love with a few of them, too." he said.

"No I won't! I only want to love you!" I swore.

"Well, we'll see." he said, putting his arms around me.

And for the first time, I went to sleep in my brother Mike's arms. In fact,
I never slept in my bed again. I always slept in Mike's bed.

The next day, Mike went out to repair fences and asked me if I wanted to go
along with him. I asked if Brad and Eric were going, but he said that it
would just be the two of us. I jumped at the chance to spend the day with
him alone. We saddled up and rode out along the fence-line. It was hot,
hard work, but we were ranch-bred boys and used to it. About four o'clock,
we finished repairing the last piece of fence and head on back. But Mike
took off into the woods towards a small lake that we used as a swimming
hole. I followed, knowing that I was going to get to see Mike naked in the
daylight because we never wore anything to swim in.

We got to the lake and tied up the horses and then quickly got out of our
clothes. Mike was stripped sooner than I was and I expected him to just
dive into the lake like he usually did. But not this time. This time, he
stood and watched me as I got undressed. I knew he was not only watching me
but was getting turned on looking at my naked body because his cock was
quickly rising to full hard before my eyes. When I was completely naked, he
came over to me, took me in his arms and kissed me - deeply - like he had
done the night before. My cock was instantly hard and pressing against his
body.

He broke the kiss and took my hand in his. Rather than leading me towards
the water, he took me over to a grassy area and lay down on the ground,
pulling me down with him. He took me in his arms and looked deep into my
eyes.

"I figure, as I'm all hot and sweaty, that you might like to let that nose
of yours have full access to me before I get in the water and wash away all
those smells you seem to like so much." he smiled.

And saying this, he lay back in the grass and put his hands behind his
head, his naked body displayed for my total enjoyment. I hesitated. It was
like my fucking dream come true, but I just couldn't believe it! I didn't
know where to start! Mike noticed my hesitation and just smiled at me and
winked. That's all it took to get me over my initial shyness!

I dove down an put my nose right into his hairy pit! God! It smelled so
good! The smell of sweat and musk and maleness. But above all, the smell of
Mike! I snorted up the scent until I was almost faint. Without even
thinking, I stuck out my tongue and began to bath his armpit with it. I not
only wanted to smell his body - I wanted to taste it. Mike moaned at the
feel of my tongue in his pit.

"That's it, bro! Lick out my pit! Fuck, yeah! Get off on my stink!" he
groaned as I hungrily licked his pit.

I pulled my face out of his pit, grinning like an idiot, my tongue hanging
out of my life. He laughed and I went after his other pit. I finished
slopping out that one and ended up going down to his crotch and smelling
his stinking balls and sucking up all the stink from them with my tongue. I
was in heaven! Not only was I lost in the pungent male smells, but these
were Mike's smells. The male I loved most in the world!

I don't know why I did it, but I moved lower and began licking below his
balls. That patch of skin between his balls and his ass. I think I knew
what drew me, I was smelling something - something very dark and male. As I
moved lower, I realized what I was smelling was his ass. Now, like I guess
every other boy in the world, I'd run my fingers through my ass trench and
smelled my fingers while I was jacking off a couple of times. And like most
boys I loved the scent of my own but - or, at least found it
stimulating. But I never thought of smelling somebody else's - until now.
I nudged Mike's legs further opened and put my nose to the start of his
butt trench. I inhaled deeply and was lost to the scent. It was stronger
than mine and much more stimulating! I reached under Mike's legs and began
lifting them. Mike figured out what I was trying to do and grabbed his own
legs and pulled them back until his ass trench was fully exposed to me. I
buried my nose in his butt and sniffed loudly! I moaned at the scent! Dark,
sweaty, musky! I loved it immediately.  I loved the smell of his raunchy
butt! But the scent just made me hungry. I began to lick his butt trench
and could hear Mike's moans as I did so. I licked all up and down his crack
and then centered on his moist, soft hole. I licked all around it, licking
out the wrinkles in his puckered hole and then centered on his hole. I
tried to push my tongue up inside but found my tongue blocked by the
muscle. I started sucking on his hole and gradually was able to finally
push my tongue into his ass. The taste was darker there, sharper and my
mind began to short-circuit over the idea that I was licking INSIDE MY
BROTHER'S ASS!!! I was gone! I couldn't help myself.

"Fuck, yeah! Bro! Eat my fuckin' butt! Shove that tongue up there! Fuckin'
lick my ass!" Mike moaned and moved his butt around trying to get my tongue
even farther up it.

I knew if I kept this up, one of us would cum and I didn't want to end it
so quick. I got up and stood over him, my hard cock dripping my cock-snot
on his crotch. He looked up at me and grinned. His face told me all I
needed to know. He wanted me. And I wanted him to want me. We were in sync
with each other. I just didn't know what he had in mind.

He lowered his legs, reached up and pulled me down next to me. He started
kissing me. I knew he could taste his own ass on my mouth but he didn't
seem to mind. He pushed me on my back and he started giving me a taste of
my own medicine. He moved down between my legs and lifted them. I pulled
them back and he lay down on his stomach and began licking my butt. I was
quickly moaning at the feeling! It was beyond anything I'd ever felt in my
life! I knew that my but was sensitive, but had no idea what it would feel
like for someone to lick it!

He pushed his tongue against my hole and I tried to relax and let him
in. Gradually, I began to open up and soon Mike's tongue was digging out my
hole. Then he stopped and I looked up.

"Stay right like that! Don't move!" he told me.

He got up and went over to his horse. He dug around in his saddle-bag and
got out something and came back. I could see he had a small jar in his
hand. He dipped his fingers in the jar and started smearing the contents on
my butt. He slowly pushed his finger into my ass. I'd never felt something
go in before. It burned a little at first but quickly began to feel really
good! He worked his finger in and out of my ass until I began to moan and
my butt relaxed more. He added another finger and slowly worked them both
up my ass. He moved against something deep in my ass and I almost felt like
I was going to cum! I jerked and my cock shot a small wad of cock-honey on
my stomach. Mike chuckled at my reaction.

"That's your prostate, bro. Your butt-nut. Feels good, don't it?" he asked.

"God! Yes!" I exclaimed. "Mike, are you going to fuck me?" I asked.

"Yeah, bro. If you want me to." he said.

"Oh, yes! Please! I want you to fuck me! I want to feel you inside me!" I
said.

I'd heard of buttfucking, but I didn't know it was true or if it was
possible. I never thought that Mike's big cock could fit in my little ass,
but with his working fingers, I began to believe that he could. He added a
third finger and worked a long time until my ass was loose and completely
open to him. Finally, he slopped some of the grease on his cock and he
knelt between my legs.

"Now this may hurt a little at first, bro. But I promise that you'll love
it before I'm done." he promised me as he put his cock head to my greasy
hole.

I nodded my head. I let him know that I was ready and in agreement with
this. He pressed the head of his cock against my hole and it began to move
into my body. His patience payed off and I felt no pain as his cock slid
completely into my butt. He stopped for a moment to check on how I was
doing. I smiled at him, letting him know that I was ok. He then began to
slowly fuck me. In and out, building power and speed. I was soon lost in
the incredible feelings built inside my body.

"Fuck me!" I begged Mike. " Fuck me harder!"

Mike took me at my word and began to fuck me harder and harder. Soon I
couldn't hold back any longer. My cock began firing shot after shot of cum
across my chest and stomach. At the same time, Mike began groaning and I
felt his cock expand in my butt and tremor as he shot his load deep in my
guts.

Mike stayed buried him my butt and collapsed on top of me. He kissed me
deeply as his stomach and chest rubbed my cum into both our bodies. I put
my arms around him and held him to me.

"Are you ok, Jason." Mike finally said after he got his breath back.

"Yes! It was wonderful! I loved it!" I assured him.

"I'm glad, bro. I promise this won't be the only time." he said.

But he lied. I would be the last time.

I didn't know it then, and neither did Mike. It was less than a week later
that he went out with some of his high school buddies and there was a
terrible automobile accident when their car was struck broadside by a truck
being driven by a guy who was drunk out of his mind. Mike was killed
instantly. I don't think that Dad, Eric, Brad or I ever really got over
it. We all moved out of the bunkhouse and back into the little room in the
house with Dad. There were no more mutual jack- off sessions between the
three of us and I never sucked either Brad or Eric's cock again. They both,
as was Mike's prediction, started getting into girls and I visited Mike's
grave almost every day. Finally, when I was 17, I told my Dad I wanted to
join the Marines. I think he understood that I wanted to get away from home
and away from all my memories of Mike. I don't know if Dad realized how
deep our relationship had been, but he knew how badly I had taken Mike's
death.

I went through boot camp and didn't get into anything with any of the other
guys. I was afraid of getting labeled as 'gay' or worse, getting thrown out
of the service. It was only after I found this old Mercedes 280 two-seater
convertible and found out that it needed a lot of work to really get it
running that I searched around and found this garage that was run by three
former Marine's. I got to be friends with Tim and Domingo. The other former
Marine, Ty, I liked a lot but he was more quiet and harder to get to
know. When I finally got to be close with Tim and Domingo, they asked me
over to the apartment they shared. It was then I found out they were lovers
and they found out that I was as gay as they had suspected I was. We had
some great three ways and I also got to finally find out about Ty. I
learned he had this lover named Brian who I finally got to meet when all of
us had dinner together one night. Ty and Brian lived in an apartment right
next to Tim and Domingo.

I got to know Brian and Ty pretty well after that. They amazed me! I'd
never met two people, of whatever sex, who loved each other as much as they
did. I guess I was still dealing with Mike's death and it was Brian that
took time to talk to me and help me finally put that behind me. I can't
ever forget Mike, and I'll never stop loving him, but Brian made me see
that Mike would never want me to mourn for him the way I was. That he would
want me to go on with my life and find someone else to love. I also
realized, in talking to Brian, that at the end of my tour in two years, I
needed to get out of the Corps because I didn't want to live a double life
and live in fear anymore of being thrown out.

After a while, Brian recruited me to be one of the Marine volunteers on the
AIDS ward where he was the nurse supervisor. I loved being around a lot of
the patients. A lot of them were gay men and I learned that it was safe to
be myself around them. I still hadn't found anyone to love, but I was
learning how to show caring to other guys.

That was until the day I walked onto the ward and one of the nurse, a black
woman named Belle, came to me and told me about this really young guy who'd
been brought up to the ward. She felt that he was depressed as he'd just
not only been gay-bashed the night before but had just found out that he
was HIV+ as well. I went down to his room and walked in. He was lying there
sleeping and I was almost knocked off my feet! He was absolutely gorgeous!
Probably the most beautiful boy I'd ever seen in my life. I think I fell in
love with him at that moment.

But he was very troubled. He lived on the streets and prostituted himself
after his parents threw him out of their house when they found out he was
gay - and he was only 15! I couldn't believe it!  His own parents put him
on the street and he ended up being a hustler and getting HIV because of
it! I couldn't believe what he had gone through in his life! I started
getting this strange feeling, like I wanted to be his older brother or
something and protect him. My memory flashed on that first night with Mike
and my brothers and how Mike had protected me when he thought Brad was
trying to hurt me. Suddenly, I understood how that felt and exactly how
Mike had loved me. In some way, I felt this was my chance to give all the
love that Mike had given me to someone who really needed it, too.

We sat and talked and he started crying. I put my arms around him and
that's when I became sure.  I was in love with him. I didn't care he was
16. I was only 19 and three years means nothing to me. But he needed to get
off the streets or he'd end up dead and I just couldn't allow that to
happen.

I went to see Brian and begged him to find a home for Scott. I even begged
him to give Scott a home with him and Ty. Brian said he would work on it so
I went back and sat with Scott some more. Well...maybe more than sit. We
did do a lot of touching, holding and kissing. He was shocked at first that
I wasn't afraid of him because of the infection. But I wasn't. I knew that
I couldn't get the virus from him unless we had unsafe sex. And without a
lock on the hospital room door, I wasn't about to have sex with him where
one of the nurse could walk in!

Brian finally came to talk to Scott and I went down to the cafeteria to
have something to eat.  When I got back, Brian was gone and Scott was very
excited. He was sure that Brian and Ty would take him in from the way that
Brian talked to him. But he didn't want me to leave him alone there. I
understood. Since I had just started a 72 hour pass, I had no reason to
leave. Scott finally got me to lie on the bed with him and hold him. Belle
came in after a while, and we were embarrassed by that, but she said that
it was ok and she would make sure we weren't disturbed.  We continued to
lie there, and for the first time, Scott and I fell asleep in each other's
arms.

The next morning, Brian and Ty both came in. I'd already gotten out of bed
with Scott and was sitting in a chair by his bed. But Brian quickly figured
out that I had spent the night with Scott.  Ty, Scott and Brian agreed that
Scott would come to live with them and I was welcome to spend time with him
whenever I could.

There was no doubt in my mind that I was in love with Scott. It didn't
matter to me what he had done in the past. He'd done what he had to do to
survive. I doubt, given the situation, I would have done as well. All that
mattered to me was now and the future. And I wanted to have a long future
with him - disease or no disease.

The end of Part 10 of THE MARINE NEXT DOOR

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