Date: Wed, 7 Jan 2004 15:24:17 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: MY BROTHER'S MARINE BUDDY

DISCLAIMER: This is just a fantasy. It didn't happen to me or anyone I
know. This is for all of you who like you're stories RAUNCHY. I have to
admit, I like them that way myself. If you aren't allowed to read stories
like this, then don't. Or, just tell whoever says you can't read it to
"Fuck off!" and read it anyway!

No Marines were hurt in the production of this story, but several had
complete changes of view towards certain activities with other males.

MY BROTHER'S MARINE BUDDY
Part I
by RimPig   2003

It was two days before Christmas, 1994. My older brother, Cal, who I never
got along with, had gone off and joined the Marines when he was 18. That
was two years ago. Two years of blessed peace without him harassing me all
the time. Unfortunately, he'd managed to get a five day pass to spend
Christmas with the family. Not only that, but he was also bringing along
his best 'buddy' to spend the holidays with us as well. So now there were
going to be two Marines staying at our house and there was no where I could
disappear to!

I should tell you a few things, I suppose. The first is that I think the
reason that my brother and I never got along is that he knew that I was, in
the terminology he used all the time, a "fag". Okay, I don't 'swish' or
anything but I'm not the fucking jock that he was in high school. I'm also
not physically like him at all either. He's over six foot tall and very
muscular. I'm 5' 6" tall and very slender. Cal is, to give the devil his
due, ruggedly handsome while I have constantly been described throughout my
life as 'pretty enough to have been a girl'. Not a comparison that I'm at
all happy with! Oh, and I'm younger than he is by two years.

What Cal never knew (Thank God!) was that I wasn't just a 'fag'. I'm a
pretty kinky one, if the truth be known. I'm into some pretty raunchy
stuff. Cal, for all his 'macho' posturing, is pretty conservative by
comparison. I mean he thinks a blow-job is exotic! Jesus! Some of the stuff
I've done would fuckin' make him puke, probably!

I don't know why I'm the way I am. Just born that way, I guess. But I can
tell you when it started. And it was Cal that started it - though he
doesn't know that.

We were 4 and 6 at the time. It was right before Mom stopped making us take
baths together. We were in the bathtub one night and Cal, as usual, was
being a 'dick' and fucking with me in the tub - splashing me, pulling my
hair and hitting me. I'd finally had enough of it and used the one weapon
that all younger children have against older brothers or sisters - I
screamed for Mom that Cal was hitting me. Mom, for her part, immediately
came into the bathroom, as she usually did, and slapped Cal hard on the
head and told him to cut it out!

This, of course, pissed Cal off. I just didn't realize how literal that
was! To get even with me, after Mom left the bathroom, Cal did something
that was outrageous - even for Cal! He stood up in the tub, grabbed his
little cock and proceeded to piss all over me! Where he came up with this
raunchy idea in his devious little brain, I don't know. However, more
surprising was the reaction I had to it!

At first, of course, I was totally shocked! But within seconds, I was
thrilled by it! My little cock got hard and I was loving the feeling of his
hot piss pouring all over me. Even the smell of his boy-pee was thrilling
to me! Even the thought that it was Cal, my arch-enemy and chief tormentor
didn't diminish one bit the thrill that I was getting out of this! I
grabbed my little nub of a cock under the water and stroked it, bringing
myself to my very first dry orgasm.

Of course, I didn't know what it was, at the time. I just knew that
something happened when Cal pissed on me and I stroked my hard little penis
that felt better than anything I'd ever felt in my entire four years of
life!

Now, there are those who will tell you that children that age are not
capable of orgasm. Bullshit!  Those people are the kind who were too stupid
to figure out how to masturbate until they were 18! Children, especially
male children, are capable of orgasm at any age. The nerve endings to the
penis are there from birth! Male babies often come down the birth canal
with a hardon! All they need is the right stimulations and...BAM! You cum!
Well...you don't actually 'cum'. That doesn't happen until you enter
puberty and your body starts to produce semen and the fluid from the
Cowper's Gland that creates that wonderful male substance that has been a
staple of this boy's diet since he sucked his first cock at 12.  (And, no!
It wasn't Cal's cock! That idea truly would make ME puke!) You can't 'shoot
a load' prior to puberty, but you can sure 'cum'! And from that night in
the tub, I did - every fucking night!

Now, I never told Cal what his pissing on me had done. I had to act like I
was totally grossed out by it but nothing could have been further from the
truth. It was not very much longer before Mom decided she was tired of all
the fights and let us bathe by ourselves. This was great for me because now
I could indulge in experimenting in some of my burgeoning
raunchiness. Chief among these experiments was pissing on myself. It wasn't
as exciting as Cal doing it to me but there was no way I could get Cal to
do it again without telling him that I liked it - something I was not about
to do! And, even if I did, with Cal's perverse nature, my liking it would
be just the reason he'd need to never do it again. So 'self-showering'
became the next best thing.

One thing that I discovered I could do was to piss even when my little cock
was hard as a nail. I didn't know until many years later that not all boys
could do this - in fact, very few could. By pissing through my hard penis,
I was able to get more 'distance' and I was able to almost drench myself in
boy-pee. In fact, it had the power to reach to my mouth so, one night soon
after I started this experimentation, I opened my mouth and tasted my piss
for the first time. It was salty but I found it to be rather pleasing - and
I was off an running! It was a really 'nasty' thing to do and I found
anything 'nasty' to be extremely attractive.

My next discovery was my butt. I know that Freud had babies going through
an anal stage early in their development but I didn't really discover mine
until I was about five or six. It all happened one summer night. The air
conditioning had broken down and there wouldn't be a repairman at the house
until the next day. Even with the windows open, there wasn't even the hint
of a breeze.  I had a fan in my room but all it did was move the hot, humid
air around. I was laying in bed wearing nothing - not even briefs - and
still sweating. The sweat was running down the crack of my butt and making
it itch something awful!

I reached back to scratch my hole and, as is the common reaction - whether
people admit it or not - I brought my fingers to my nose to smell them
after scratching. I'm not exactly sure why people do this, but it seems to
be universal. At any rate, bringing my fingers to my nose gave me my first
real awareness of the dark, musky scent of the butt. Now, being a little
kid, I doubt that I was great at personal hygiene in those days. I knew
that I left 'skid marks' in my briefs so I guess I didn't wipe as well as I
might. That one whiff of my butt hooked me forever on that scent! I quickly
put my fingers back at my hole to get as much of that smell on them as I
possibly could before once again bringing them to my nose to breathe deeply
of their aroma! By that point, my little cock was harder than hell just
from that smell! I knew what to do with that! And I did - smelling my
fingers the whole time! Except for that first time when Cal pissed on me -
it was the most intense, explosive orgasm of my young life.

That began my love affair with smelly asses. I didn't realize it then that
I would eventually be licking that scent as well as smelling it. It did
lead me to do something that was supremely dangerous that also involved
Cal. I wanted to know if other boys' butts smelled as exciting and
stimulating as mine did but I had not chance to smell another boy's
butt. But I had access - albeit dangerous access - to a close facsimile. It
took a while for the opportunity to present itself, but I finally able to
sneak into Cal's room and remove a couple of pairs of his already worn
briefs to see if his butt smelled anything like mine.

Cal seemed to have the same propensity that I did toward changing clothes -
especially underwear - as few times as possible. It was just too easy to
dump the damned things on the floor and put them back on the next morning
rather than hunting for another clean pair (even if there were stacks of
them right in the drawer of my dresser - put there by my mother after doing
the laundry). I was in luck, Cal was over visiting some of his friends and
there were three pairs of worn briefs lying on the floor of his room! (Yes,
Cal was as slob as a child and remained so until he enlisted. How the
Marine Corps dealt with this, I had no idea!)

I grabbed all three pairs of briefs and headed back to my room, for the
first time that I can ever remember, locking the door. I didn't want anyone
coming in while I indulged in this new experiment in raunch. I stripped
naked and sat on my bed with the briefs laid out before me. I picked up the
first pair, turning them inside out and examining them. The first thing I
noticed were the pale yellow piss stains on the front panel. Having now
been tasting and drinking my own piss for several years, I wondered if
Cal's tasted much different. That first night, I was so busy getting off on
him pissing me that I never got to taste it.

I licked and sucked at the yellow stains and tasted the saltiness which
somewhat matched mine but, because it was dried and strained through the
cotton material, the taste was no where near as sharp or as pungent as my
fresh, wet piss was. I was somewhat disappointed in the taste but was
incredibly turned on just by the fact of what I was doing! Sucking Cal's
piss stains from his underwear! That was suitably 'nasty' enough to turn me
on! Even if the briefs - and stains - belonged to my arch-enemy, Cal.

But the true raunchy nastiness was yet to come! I moved to the back of his
briefs and pressed my nose into the brownish skid marks in his briefs. Ahh!
There it was! That musky, pungent odor that I knew so well! The smell of
hot, sweaty, dirty boy-butt! Again, not as strong as the smell I got on my
fingers when I rubbed them in my own sweaty ass-crack but it was the fact
that I was finally smelling a boy-butt other than my own for the first
time, that was sending me into whole new realms of raunchy, sexual
excitement. I breathed deeply of the musky, pungent scent of his skid marks
and slowly began to stroke my little cock! Fuck! The smell was
intoxicating! I completely forgot about it being Cal's briefs I was
snorting. I was simply lost in the nasty smells that were buried in the
stains in the fabric.

I didn't want to waste the opportunity of having three pairs of his briefs
at once so I put down the first pair and picked up the second pair. These
had even heavier stains and more of them which told me that Cal had worn
these a lot longer. The pungent odors were almost as strong as the ones I
knew from my fingers and made my cock almost too hard to bear. I didn't
dare touch it now because I knew I would orgasm almost instantly if I did!

The third pair had evidently only been worn for a day or two because there
was hardly any stains and therefore almost no scents for me to enjoy so I
went back to the second pair, burying my nose in the heavier stains. I
grabbed my hard cock and began stroking again, rapidly bringing myself to
orgasm. But before I did, I did something that I didn't plan on doing -
didn't even think about doing it - I began licking the skid marks in Cal's
briefs. There was almost no taste, perhaps a slight bitterness but almost
too faint to be really perceived. But just the idea of what I was doing -
something nastier than I'd ever done before - was enough to throw me into
orgasm! A hard, exhausting, almost consciousness-losing orgasm!

I fell back on my bed, exhausted and was instantly asleep. Luckily, I
didn't sleep but a few minutes before waking with a start, scared to death
that I had somehow slept long enough for my brother to have gotten back
home! The last thing I needed or wanted was for Cal to find out what I was
doing! But, I was okay. Cal wasn't home and I put his briefs back in his
room, approximating as much as I could the placement on the floor of the
three pairs of briefs. There was no chance that Cal, slob that he was,
would ever notice where he'd thrown his briefs but my paranoia knew no
bounds now that my hard cock was sated. There is a saying that God cursed
males - he gave us a brain and a cock but not enough blood to run both at
the same time! I can believe it!

Over the next few years, I 'borrowed' my brother's briefs and, eventually,
his jockstraps to huff while I jacked off. God knows, it was the smells
that were getting to me - not the fact that they were Cal's! I worked very
hard not to think of the origin while enjoying the smells.

As I grew and started to go through puberty, I began to discover other
smells on my body. The sweaty musk of my pits and the scents of my groin
and balls. But, after a while, I had a problem. I had gone as far as I
could go in exploring raunch by myself. I wanted to explore more but I
wanted to do it with someone else. I wanted to smell and taste someone
other my myself. I wanted to know if the raunchy smells and tastes on
someone else were like the one's I found on myself.

That opportunity finally presented itself when I was twelve in the person
of my best friend - Russ.  Russ was someone I had known ever since first
grade but it was in middle school that we really bonded. There was some
kind of attraction between us that, at first, I didn't understand. Later I
realized that we had unconsciously come together because of our love of
raunch. At first, there was no indication of this but we did share a lot of
our horny, adolescent desires with each other and discovered that both of
us were more attracted to other boys. This attraction soon extended to an
attraction to each other.

We started spending nights at each other's houses, sleeping in the same bed
and doing what is common for a lot of boys - jacking off. It didn't take us
long to begin to jack on each other's cocks but the move from hands to
mouths, to sucking each other, took a lot longer. I think we were both
scared to be the one to initiate such activity. That is, until one night
when raunch became involved in our sex-play.

How it came about was this. It was summer - hot, humid, 'sticky'. And,
because the days were long, we were outside playing around until it was
almost 10 o'clock. We'd been skate-boarding and had both worked up a pretty
intense sweat. Anyone who knows anything about puberty would know, from our
smell, that we were heavy into it because that very intense 'scent' of
hormones reeked from our sweaty bodies. I got close to Russ, took one sniff
of his hot, sweaty scent a threw wood. HARD wood! Wood that was NOT going
to go away without shooting off at least several loads of my boy-cum!

When we came inside, Mom announced that it was time for us to be in bed. I
noticed, and she should have but didn't, that neither one of us protested
and immediately headed upstairs to my room. Now came the part that I loved
- the 'unveiling'! Stripping down to our tight white briefs.  The funny
thing is, Russ and I had been jacking each other off for several months but
I had never seen him actually naked. We wore the briefs to bed (again -
each of us to scared to suggest sleeping naked) and only pulled out cocks
out or pushed our briefs down to just below our balls to jack off. This
night, however, was going to be very different.

My room is not small, nor is our house. My father is very successful and we
live in a much better home than most of my friends. My bedroom (as well as
Cal's) has it's own bathroom, as does each of the four bedrooms in the
house. But even in my large room, the smell of sweaty, horny adolescent
males quickly filled the room to the point that it smelled like a high
school locker room (one of my favorite scents to this day!). The other
great thing about the house is that my parent's "Master Suite" is on the
first floor so there was total privacy for me and Cal upstairs. My parents
hardly ever came up there and always knocked on our doors rather than just
entering. Looking back, I guess they did know adolescent males pretty well
- despite what I thought at the time.

The smells of our sweaty, horned-up bodies was really getting to me! I
guess you could say that I was drunk on the odors because I did something I
had never done before. I looked at Russ as we stripped down and said,
"Let's sleep naked tonight!".

He looked over at me, and with a sexy smirk on his face said, "Yeah! Great
idea, dude!" (Russ talked like that.)

Then he looked at me and I could see his eyes travel down to the hard bulge
in my briefs. He looked up at me and smiled again and mumbled something.

"What did you say?" I asked, not actually hearing him, being too busy
checking out the bulge in his briefs.

"I guess we need to take a shower." he said, but there was a longing and
disappointment in his voice that told me he didn't want to.

I sure didn't! I was really getting off to the smells coming from his body
and from mine and was perfectly happy to smell them all night long! Fuck! I
would love to just smell them forever!

"We don't have to if we don't want to. The housekeeper does laundry
tomorrow so it won't matter what we do to the bed." I smiled.

"Cool!" he said, his eyes shining with horniness.

I suppose if I'd had a functioning brain cell that wasn't concerned with
Russ's well developed teen-age body or the equally well-developed stink
that was rolling off it in waves, I might have noticed that Russ seemed
equally entranced with the adolescent grunge that was surrounding us like
an invisible cloud. But I was WAY too horned to notice anything at the
time. Later, all this would dawn on me, but not then.

We stripped down completely and I had some real difficulty. Oh, not my
hardon. Russ's cock was equally hard and, it wasn't like we hadn't seen
each other in that condition enough times by now.  True, his hard, uncut
dick always attracted my attention because, first of all, it was at least
two inches longer than my six inches and, secondly, it was uncut - unlike
my own cut cock. I envied Russ that extra skin - but that night, I would
add immeasurably to that envy. No, what was getting to me really bad was
that when Russ dropped his sweaty underwear, I could see skid marks in
them. Not heavy but they were there. It was all I could do to keep from
grabbing them off the floor and shoving my nose in them. My mind instantly
started devising a plan of getting up later to go to the bathroom,
surreptitiously grabbing his briefs on the way to the bathroom, and sitting
on the toilet and smelling his skid marks while I jacked off. This plan
never went into action - but I'm getting ahead of myself.

We stood there looking at each other's hardons and then something happened
that had never happened between us before. As if by mutual consent, we
started moving towards each other until we were standing there, our arms
around each other and our sweaty bodies pressed against each others while
we rubbed our hot, hard cocks against each other's skin. While we had
jacked each other off, we had never done anything like this! We were
fucking 'hugging' and humping each other like two fucking animals! And I
loved every minute of it - and it was obvious, from the grin on his face,
that Russ was loving it as well!

"Fuck, dude! We stink!" he moaned as our dicks leaked cock-snot all over
each other's abs.

"Yeah, we fucking do! Great isn't it!" I said, without thinking what this
would imply about my own personal tastes.

"Fuck, yeah! I love stink!" he grinned, letting me know that my 'fetish'
was shared.

No other words were said for a while. We had, in those few words, told each
other volumes about ourselves that we had never shared with anyone else. We
broke apart and moved to my bed.  Because each of the bedrooms in the house
were large, each one had a king-sized bed in it. My mother said that way we
only had to buy one size sheets. I guess that was a good reason. Me? I just
loved all the space - especially when I got Russ in bed with me. Lots of
room to move around and play!

We climbed naked into the bed and pushed the covers down so that we were
naked and visible to each other. We pushed the pillows up against the
headboard and were basically sitting next to each other, each of us playing
with our hard cocks. Russ looked over at me.

"You really like the way I smell?" he asked quietly.

"Yeah! I really do!" I enthused.

He grinned at this.

"Wanna get a better smell of me?" he asked, still grinning.

"Fuck, yeah!" I said.

I didn't know what he had in mind, but I soon found out. He raised the arm
that was next to me, bending it around his neck and opening his ripe, wet,
sweating pit to my vision. I should tell you that Russ had reddish blond
hair - a color that to this day drives me crazy! I love it more than any
other. He was also developing faster than I was. He already had a nice bush
around his cock where I had only a sparse patch of light brown hair. He
also had hair - not a lot, but some - in his pits. My pits were still
smooth as a baby's ass, something I was not happy about but figured it
would come.

(As I sit here writing this, I raise my arm and look at my now ripe pit,
and survey the heavy bush of hair there, taking a nice snort of my
scent. Fuck! That's good! Oh, yeah...I'm almost always naked when I'm at
the computer and I like my own body smells so I don't shower until I have
to.  Or is that TMI?)

I moved my head until my nose was pressed right into his ripe pit. Fuck!
That was pungent! His pit was so ripe, it almost caused me to sneeze my
nose was tingling so bad from the smell! But I was loving every second of
it, breathing deeply, drawing in a much of his scent as possible. I became
afraid that I would hyperventilate, I was breathing so deep! I moaned deep
in my throat as I moved my nose through his sweat-damp hair.

"Oh, fuck! You stink so good, dude!" I moaned.

Now he'd got ME talking that way! The fumes from his underarm must have
been pickling my brain!

"Fuck, yeah! Good, ain't it! I love to smell 'em myself!" he said.

Well, it would appear that Pandora's box was opened. Russ grinned at me as
I finally pulled my face out of his underarm.

"I got lots of places that stink. Wanna try some more?" he said, a horned
look on his face.

"Fuck, yeah, dude! Lemme at 'em!" I cried.

Want to? Fuck! I was DYING to! I wanted to smell every raunchy place on his
body!

"Just remember, I want to smell your's, too." he said.

"No prob!" I said.

I moved down his body and headed for his crotch. I licked his sweat/salty
skin on the way, causing Russ to moan. My hands were feeling all over his
torso and legs. Now that we had gone this far, I figured that there was no
place on his body that was off limits. I also noticed something else - his
hand, running slowly and sensually up and down my back, gently stroking
me. This was an extremely intimate and loving gesture on Russ's part - a
side that we had never shown each other. I didn't know what it meant but I
was too intent on smelling more of him to worry about it at that moment.

I buried my nose in his reddish-golden pubes. Fuck! That smelled good!
Stale piss, cum, sweat and boy-raunch all pooled together in a warm, rich
stew of scents. I moved around his crotch until I discovered his
balls. Fuck! They were the best of all, so far! Not only did they smell
like his crotch, the smell was much stronger and there was an additional
earthy scent that I couldn't place at all. Later, I would smell it on the
balls of every man I ever came in intimate contact with and would learn
that there were specialized scent glands there that created an odor of
'rut' when the male was sexually stimulated. And, boy! Was Russ
stimulated. In fact, like me, he was over- stimulated. Very young rutting
males can cum and cum and cum - over and over again. But they have no
ability at holding back. We were both to the point that almost anything
could throw us over the edge.

I moved up the shaft of his cock, smelling the dirty, sweaty dick smell
that I came to love so much. But it was when I got to the head of his cock
that I all but swooned. Russ was pumping out cock-snot at a prodigious rate
- again, telling me that he was really far gone and needed to cum soon! I
slid back the foreskin to look at the head of his cock and my nose was
assaulted by an odor that I had never smelled before! It was so fucking
raunchy and masculine that I almost lost my cum load! I didn't know what it
was, however, nor the source of this new, enticing scent.

"Fuck! What is that?!" I exclaimed.

Russ kind of chuckled.

"That smegma, dude!" he grinned at me.

"What the fuck is smegma?" I asked.

"That's right! You're cut, ain'tcha! Smegma is something only uncut guys
get. It's this white stuff that builds up under the head of your cock while
it's covered by your hood. Really NASTY! I love the shit!" he grinned.

I slid his hood all the way down and could see a build up of white stuff
under the flange of his dick-head. I moved my nose close to it. Fuck! It
was pungent! It had to be about the raunchiest thing I'd ever smelled -
with the possible exception of my ass sometimes. Russ and I had always
taken a shower, alone - not together, before going to bed and jacking off,
so I'd never known about him washing off the smegma before coming to bed to
play around.

"Go ahead. Taste it." Russ urged me.

"Hey! It ain't gonna make me sick or nothing is it?" I asked.

"Nah, dude! I eat it all the time!" Russ assured me.

I reached out my tongue and swiped at the smegma. The flavor burst on my
tongue and went right up the inside of my nose, almost causing my sinuses
to shut down! Fuck! This stuff was strong! It tasted like really aged,
stinky cheese - a Limburger or Gorgonzola. After the initial shock of it, I
found I really liked it and proceeded to lick up all that I could find on
his cock. My tongue licking away at the underside of the head of his dick
and also the head made Russ moan more and pump out more cock-snot. I
quickly got my tongue off him so that he wouldn't cum.  Not yet, anyway.

"Tastes like cheese." I said.

"Yeah. That's why they also call it 'head-cheese', dude." Russ grinned.

I knew what Russ wanted. He wanted to get off. I think he wanted me to suck
his dick. And I wanted to suck his dick, too. But I wanted something else
first. There was one place on his body that I wanted to smell more than any
other - I wanted to smell his ass! I wanted to run my nose up and down his
sweaty crack and smell where those skid-marks I'd seen in his briefs came
from! No more sniffing my fingers! I wanted the smell of male ass straight
from the fucking source!

"Pull your legs back." I said to Russ.

"Why? Whatcha gonna do?" he asked.

"You said I could smell all of you! I wanna smell your ass!" I said.

"Fuck, dude! That's really gross! I love it!" Russ laughed and pulled his
legs back until his knees were almost resting on his chest.

His ass trench opened to me. At long last, I got to see what a male ass -
other than my own which I had looked at a number of times with a hand
mirror - looked like. Unlike mine, which was completely smooth and
hairless, Russ had a light dusting of hair around the ring of his ass.
'Maybe that's why the skid marks?', I thought to myself. No matter. I now
had access to a live, warm male ass to smell to my hearts content!

I began running my nose up and down the groove of his butt, snorting deeply
of his scent. It was definitely 'assy' and not that much different than my
own - except for being a great deal more powerful, being direct from the
source. His ass hairs kind of tickled my nose as I moved up and down his
trench before finally settling directly over his hole. There couldn't have
been even a sixteenth of an inch between his hole and my nostrils and I was
breathing deeply of his ass raunch.

I don't know what caused me to do it. It wasn't any really conscious
thought on my part, more like an autonomic function - like breathing. Fuck!
I didn't even know that anybody did it but, before I knew what I was doing,
my tongue came out and I found myself licking his fucking hole!

"FUCK! DUDE! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOIN'?!" Russ screamed out.

This brought me back to my senses. What was I doing? I was licking a guy's
sweaty, nasty ass!  That's what I was doing. Better yet, I was licking
Russ's sweaty, nasty boy-ass!

"Did it hurt?" I asked, raising my head and looking at him over his groin.

"No, Dude! It was AWESOME!" he grinned. "But, Dude! That's fuckin' nasty!
That's the fuckin' nastiest thing I've ever seen...err...felt! Fuck! You
know what I mean."

"Sorry." I said in a small voice, suddenly afraid I'd gone to far, grossed
him out too bad and he'd never want to have anything to do with me ever
again.

"No, Dude! It's okay! It felt REALLY GOOD! How does it taste?" he asked.

"Well, kind of sweaty and tangy. Kinda dark. I don't know. I've never
tasted anything like it before." I said.

"Is it good?" he asked, grinning.

"Oh, fuck! It's awesome!" I swore to him.

"Cool! I'm gotta eat your butt and see for myself!" he grinned.

Well! I guess Russ really likes 'nasty' as much as I do!

"Sure! I wanna see what it feels like." I said.

"Dude, do it some more. Will ya?" he asked, his voice kinda begging.

I grinned and, without saying a word, went back to licking his ass. This
time, I began licking up and down his trench, discovering that the tastes,
like the smells, were lighter away from his hole and strongest at his
hole. I ran my tongue around his wrinkly asshole and pressed against the
soft, smooth tissue. The whole time, Russ was moaning like someone was
torturing him or something - but it was the most exquisite torture
imaginable.

I kept pressing against the opening to his ass and all of a sudden, the tip
of my tongue slipped inside. Not far, just a little bit. The tangy taste
increased exponentially! Whatever it was - and I later found out it was
ass-juice, a specialized mucous that is secreted by the walls of the colon
for lubrication, I loved it and wanted more of it! I began really pressing
against his hole but found it really tight. Somehow I got the idea of
pushing against it like my tongue was fucking his asshole.  Press, release,
press release - pushing against it until gradually, it began to open
more. I never got more than about an inch up inside but it totally blew my
mind! I was licking UP INSIDE Russ's butt!

Russ, for his part, continued to moan and carry on like I was killing him
or something. I was getting afraid that eventually my parents were going to
hear him all the way downstairs! Luckily, fucking Cal was spending the
night with one of his more obnoxious friends so there was nobody upstairs
but me and Russ. Finally, I guess I pushed Russ to the limit.

"Dude! I'm gonna cum, dude! I'm gonna lose it!" he exclaimed.

Now was my chance! I'd already licked out his nasty butt and stuck my
tongue up his asshole.  There was no way the Russ was gonna complain if I
sucked his cock and drank his fuckin' cum. I knew, of course what mine
tasted like. I'd been eating my own loads since the first time I shot.
Sure saved clean up! I always felt sorry for straight guys who had to have
paper towels or a cum rag or, worse, left cum stains on their underwear. I
never left any tell-tale signs of how often I jacked off - or even if I did
at all! But I wanted to taste some other guy's cum - again, to compare with
my own. Now was my golden opportunity.

I rose up over his groin and grabbed hold of his cock. I'm sure Russ
thought I was gonna jack him off like we usually did so it was a complete
shock to him when I pulled his cock upright and moved my mouth down over
it! What happened next was a complete shock to me! It must have felt really
good to Russ and nature kind of took over. I no more than got the head of
his cock in my mouth and his hips thrust up uncontrollably and I found his
whole cock buried not just in my mouth but partway down my throat as well!
My first fucking cock and I was 'deep-throating' it!  Of course, my
gag-reflex kicked in at this point and I came off his cock, coughing and
sputtering!

"Fuck, Russ! You trying to kill me?!" I exclaimed when I finally got my
breath back.

"Sorry, dude! I didn't know you were gonna fuckin' blow me! It felt so
good, I didn't know what I was doin'!" he said, sounding very apologetic.

Yeah, he was apologetic all right. He would have done anything at that
moment to get his dick back in my mouth again! Let's face it - ALL guys are
horn-dogs, no matter what they say! And thank God they are!

"Okay. Just control yourself! I ain't never done this before." I growled.

"Sure, dude! It won't happen again." he swore.

Yeah, right! You know what the three greatest lies are? My wife doesn't
understand me, The check is in the mail, and I won't cum in your mouth! And
who says these? Guys! Two out of the three during the process of either
getting laid or trying to get laid. I decided to make sure that 'it didn't
happen again'! I pushed my hands down on his hips to hold them down and
then took his cock back in my mouth. It had softened somewhat by that point
(Hey! Maybe he was concerned.  After all, it usually takes a hell of a lot
to get an adolescent male's cock to go down without cumming! Especially
when they're that close.). I began licking and sucking at his cock, moving
up and down, slowly letting more and more of it into my mouth. I must have
been doing it right - especially from the 'running commentary' that Russ
was giving me.

"Ohh! Fuck! Dude! Yeah! That's it! Yeah! Suck it like that! Yeah! Lick the
head some more!  Fuck! Yeah! Push down some more! Ohh! Fuck! Dude!" he
babbled as I ate his cock.

Frankly, it probably should have annoyed me but instead, his verbalizing
was turning me on - big time! I felt powerful for once in my life. Russ,
who outweighed me by at least 30 pounds and had a lot more muscles and
physical prowess than I did, was literally putty in my hands while I had my
mouth around his cock! He'd say anything - do anything - just to keep me
sucking on his dick until he came. Right then and there, I instinctually
learned a lesson that I would be able to verbalize years later - no matter
what, it's the bottom that controls sex! When you're doin' a guy, I don't
care how big, how powerful, how 'butch' he is - as long as you got your
mouth around his cock or his dick up your butt - you're in control! And I
really liked that feeling!

Russ, however, couldn't hold out any longer. I don't think he even thought
about warning me that he was gonna cum. He just assumed that I was gonna
take his load and swallow it. Well...I was, but it would have been nice if
he'd asked. Ahh! Fuck nice! I was as glad to get it as he was glad to shoot
it in my sucking mouth!

"Ahh FUCK!!!" he screamed out as he grabbed my head in his hands and began
to unload in my mouth.

Now, as I said, Russ was more physically developed than I was but he was
still 12 years old. So this was not a gushing river of cum which came out
of him. It was two nice shots that barely equaled a teaspoon probably with
about eight more tremors after it that produced nothing. But I at least got
my first taste of boy-cum, other than my own, and I was totally in love
with it! I don't know what the fuck Russ ate, but his come was a sweet as
honey! I couldn't believe it. Mine was somewhat sweet but mostly salty and
with a slight taste of something like bleach in it. Not Russ's!  His was
sweet and smooth all the way! In fact, in my entire cocksucking career,
I've never found anyone else that shot cum as sweet as Russ's.

Russ finally pushed me off his cock, it being way too sensitive at that
point. His cock, however, never went soft. He was raring to go again almost
immediately. True to his word, he pushed me over on my back, pushed one of
my arms above my head, shoved his nose in my pit and began to do to me
everything I had done to him - and I do mean EVERYTHING! The feeling of
having my butt licked for the first time was the most incredible experience
I think I ever had - until about ten minutes later when I blew my first
load in a cocksucker's mouth!

Russ and I continued to play around the rest of that night. I have no idea
how many orgasms we had. I do know that most of them were 'shooting blanks'
because even our over-active gonads couldn't keep up with the demand we put
on them that night. I remember the muscles in my groin being VERY sore the
next day from all the orgasms I had. Russ said he was feeling the same way.
But that still didn't stop us from giving each other morning blow-jobs the
next morning!

I'd felt I'd already pushed the envelop - what with eating his butt and
sucking his cock - that night so I didn't even bring up pissing. However,
the next weekend, Russ was back and hornier than hell, knowing now what was
in store for him. It was that night that we discovered what sixty-nine
meant and even ate each other's asses out at the same time. After we had
cum three or four times, we were laying there talking, waiting for our
dicks and balls to recharge. It was then that Russ announced that he really
had to piss. I knew this was going to eventually happen because I'd seen to
it that he had plenty to drink before we ever came upstairs.

I looked at Russ and decided that I might as well go for it.

"Ahh...dude...wanna do something REALLY nasty?" I asked.

"Sure! But wait 'til I take a piss, will ya?!" he laughed.

"No...you see...that's what I want to do." I said.

"What? Take a piss?" he asked, confused.

"No, I want you to take one - all over me." I said quietly, afraid of what
his reaction was going to be.

I now realize that Russ was a true raunch pig who almost could not be
grossed out by anything!  Well, he could be, but getting grossed out was
something that he loved! The grosser, the nastier something was, the more
he was turned on by it.

"You want me to piss on you, dude?!" he exclaimed, like he hadn't heard
right.

"Yeah. I want you to piss on me. My brother did it to me in the bathtub
once when we were little and it turned me on. I haven't had anybody do it
to me since." I explained.

Why and explanation was necessary, I'll never know. I don't think it was
but I was nervous and my mouth tends to run away with me when I am.

"Really? That sounds really nasty! But won't we get the bed all wet?" he
asked.

Russ was very attractive, very masculine, very horny, very raunchy but not
the sharpest knife in the drawer, if you get my drift.

"No! We're not gonna do it in here! We'll go in the shower in the
bathroom. Fuck! I piss in the shower all the time." I said.

"Yeah! Me, too, dude!" he grinned, like this was a shared secret between
us.

Fuck! What the fuck did we know? It was only later that I found out that
most guys piss in the shower.

"Yeah, but I bet you don't piss on yourself." I said quietly, a smirk on my
face.

"Fuck! You do?!" he asked, his eyes wide with surprise.

"All the time. I love to do it. I love how it feels - hot, wet and nasty!
But what I really want is for someone else to do it to me. How about it?" I
asked.

"Cool! I gotta piss real bad! Come on!"he said, all but leaping off the
bed.

I followed him to the bathroom and we got in the shower together.

"How we gonna do this?" he asked, his voice and face showing some real
doubts about this activity.

Now there was a good question! The only time I'd ever done this was when I
was 4 and in the bathtub. I was laying back against the slanted back of the
tub when Cal had stood up and pissed on me. So, I figured that we could
kind of repeat that performance.

"I'll lay down in the shower. You stand at my feet and then piss all over
me." I said.

"Okay." he answered, grinning, evidently happy now that what was expected
of him had been explained.

I lay down on the tiled floor of the shower. Fuck! That was cold! Luckily
it took no time at all for my body to warm the tiles underneath me. Russ
stood with his legs spread and his feet on both sides of my shins looking
down at me with his cock in his hand.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Fire at will!" I said, repeating something from an old war movie.

And he did! I thought he'd need some time to get ready, but not Russ! The
words were no more out of my mouth than his hot, hard stream of piss was
hitting me right in my chest! This caused the piss to splatter all over me,
including my face and my open mouth. Without even asking for it, I suddenly
had the taste of Russ's piss in my mouth. I liked it, too! It was less
salty and more sweet than mine. Seems everything that came out of Russ's
cock was sweet!

He moved the stream all over me, getting my tits and then moving down until
he was pissing on my groin. My cock got instantly hard at this and I moaned
at the wonderful feelings his piss stream was giving me as it splashed
against my cock and balls. Then he started moving up my body again. Our
eyes were locked on each others and I slowly opened my mouth, indicating
where I wanted his piss. He looked at me quizzically at first but, when I
opened my mouth further, he just kinda shrugged and grinned and aimed for
my open mouth. It was 'nasty' so, of course, Russ would be into it!

My mouth rapidly filled up with his hot piss. For a second, I didn't know
what to do with it! Let it out or swallow it. I decided 'in for a penny, in
for a pound' and closed my mouth and swallowed his hot, sweet piss. I
watched his face as I did it. He looked at me in complete wonder! I don't
think he ever expected that! Nor did he expect what I did next.

I scrambled up to my knees and took his still pissing cock in my mouth. I
was now rapidly drinking down his piss while he stood there, looking down
at me seemingly completely perplexed by this action. It only took seconds
for him to get into it, however. He put his hand on the back of my
piss-drenched hair and held it while he continued to feed me his hot load.

"Yeah! That's it! Drink my fuckin' piss! Swallow all that hot, fuckin'
piss!" he moaned.

I just knew if I got him in the shower, the nastiness of the act would get
him into it - and it did! I drank down the rest of his piss-load and began
sucking on his cock. He quickly hardened and just as quickly fed me another
load of his sweet boy-cum. Then he pulled my mouth of his cock and rested
back against the tiled wall of the shower.

"Fuck, dude! That was AWESOME! I gotta try that and see how it feels!" he
said.

"So when you want to try it?" I asked. "I gotta piss, too."

He grinned at me.

"Fuck! Okay! Yeah! Let's do it now!" he exclaimed, grinning.

And I noticed that his cock was still as hard as a rock! He was getting
into this! I finally found someone to fulfill all my kinks with! Fuck!

He lay down on the floor of the shower in a puddle of his own piss and
didn't seem to mind at all.  I stood over him and did exactly what he had
done. Well...not exactly. It took me a minute to get my piss started but
then I hit his chest with my hot stream. Russ started rubbing it in like he
was showering with my piss! God! That was hot! I moved the stream down to
his hard cock and balls and he started jacking off with the wet piss all
over his cock. Again, our eyes were locked on each other and Russ smiled
and slowly opened his mouth. I didn't question. I moved my piss up until it
was filling his mouth. He smiled and swallowed as I pulled the stream down
to his chest once again.

He, too, scrambled up to his knees and the next thing I felt was his mouth
surrounding my cock as he began to rapidly drink down the rest of my
piss. He moaned around my cock as he did so, causing my cock to rapidly
harden. I think he expected the piss flow to stop but I could piss through
a hardon so that I continued to piss. He continued to drink until I was
empty and then he started sucking my cock. I looked down and saw that his
was hard as well and he was jacking off.  I pulled my cock out of his mouth
and pushed him back down on the floor of the shower. Then I got down next
to him with my head in the opposite direction. We lay there, sucking each
other's cock while laying in a pool of each other's piss! It was a very
hot, very quick sixty-nine - both of us once again horned to the max!

We didn't even bother showering. We let the piss air dry on our bodies and
went back to the bed, letting the stink of the piss add to the stink of our
bodies as we lay in each others arms and slept.

The End of Part I of MY BROTHER'S MARINE BUDDY

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