Date: Mon, 30 Aug 1999 09:01:58 -0700 (PDT) From: rimpigfl Subject: My Dad, the Marine Disclaimer: Standard stuff - You can download and share this, but you can't sell it for any reason. If you don't like sex between males of many ages and relationships, don't read this. But you probably will, because why else would you down load something called: My Dad, the Marine by RimPig 1999 Part 4 It was 5 am and I had just woken up and heard the thunder and lightening of a storm coming in off the Pacific. Damn! I hated running in the rain, but a Marine ran every morning of his life in the Corps. At least this Marine did! Especially because I didn't want to end up with a gut like too many older Marine NCO's I knew. I liked my tight, hardened body and I was going to do whatever it took to keep it. And since it seemed to get me a lot of what I like best - SEX! - no amount of effort was too much! I turned over and gently licked the neck of the Marine laying in bed next to me, my beautiful lover Hank. A man I had loved and lived with for 10 years now and who was everything to me. Well, almost everything. The only other really important person in my life was my son, Charles Michael Hewitt. I'm Michael Charles Hewitt, Sergeant USMC. I named my son so he'd have my name but not get stuck with "Junior". Instead, I nicknamed him "Grunt". And Grunt he's been for 15 years of his life. Though for 10 years of that life, I'd had very little contact with him because his mother divorced me and took Grunt to live with her parents on their farm in Ohio while I pursued the life of a Marine. At the time of the divorce, I had no thought of ever loving another man. Oh, I'd had plenty of sex with other guys. From the time I was about 9, I'd started playing around with other guys my age. Later, in high school, I started getting involved with older men. In fact, that's how I met my wife. Her Dad was one of the men that I used to have sex with. He had a group of guys who used to get together and have sex parties where their wives wouldn't know about it. Me and some of my buddies got involved in them because my best friend Jake had started having sex with his Dad when he was about 14. None of us knew about it for a while except me. He'd talked to me about it one night when we were both pretty drunk and alternately sucking on beers and each other's cocks. Rather than being grossed out by it, I got really turned on. So I ended up having sex with both Jake and his Dad and then meeting all the rest of the men who belonged to the little group. My Dad, who was also a Marine, had been killed in Viet Nam when I was just a year old, so I never had the chance to have a relationship with him. Being around these men my Dad's age and having sex with them really made me feel good. I didn't think of myself as gay or anything. It was just fun. My nads were overactive like any healthy male of 17, so I just figured it was a way to get off. Then I met the daughter of one of the guys and we ended up screwing one night soon after we met. Unfortunately, like most young, dumb and full-of-cum fuckers, I didn't think she'd get pregnant the first time. I guess I was just more fertile than I thought! Anyway, she became pregnant with my son and me, like an asshole, offered to do the "right thing". Both her parents and my mom were against it, but we wouldn't listen. So we married, I joined the Marines and things went downhill from there. Within 5 years, we were divorced in a very nasty and contentious action. I tried to get my son, but no chance! God! If you buy all that "Women's Lib" crap, go read the divorce and custody laws in your state! A guy doesn't have a fuckin' chance! It's like Sam Kineson's definition of marriage - find a bitch who hates you and buy her a house! Not only did I end up having to pay a third of my pay each month in Child Support (which I honestly didn't mind. For my son, two thirds wouldn't have been too much!), but she could up and move the kid half-way across the country where I could never see him or be his Dad and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it! But now, after 10 years, she's decided to get married again to some rich guy who doesn't want my kid around. So, guess who she decides to call on to take over the raising of my kid? Me!!! So finally my life is going to be complete. I'll have my son and I have Hank, who came along when my life was at its blackest. We met one night soon after my divorce in the NCO club on base. We were both were trying to drown our sorrows. Me over the loss of my son and him, over the loss of his lover who had left for an overseas duty station and sent him a "Dear John" letter telling him he'd found somebody else, but I didn't know that at the time. He played it like it was some chick he'd been involved with. I later found out different, that Hank had never been with a woman in his life and didn't want to ever be. I can remember that night like it was last night. We were sitting at the bar, downing beers and Hank looked over at me and asked me to pass the peanuts. I looked up and saw his beautiful smiling face with those deep green eyes and freckles lightly covering his cute turned up nose. We started talking and I was enthralled. He was intelligent and sensitive, not just fucking gorgeous! And I felt more comfortable sitting there talking to him than I can ever remember being with anybody in my entire life. Little did I know just how comfortable I was. I was so completely out of touch with my emotions, and maybe, at the time, that was a good thing. We talked until they threw us out. Neither of us wanted to go back to our bachelor quarters where we would just be all alone. We wanted to keep talking and keep drinking. I was so hot for him, that I didn't want to be anywhere but alone with him! He was very easy to look at, that was for sure! He's 6' 3", just an inch shorter than me with beautiful twinkling green eyes and strawberry colored hair. I could tell by how tight his uniform fit that he had a fabulous body under it and I noticed a very large bulge in between his legs. We bought some beer at a local convenience store and ended up in a cheap motel. It was never discussed that we would have sex that night, it just kind of was understood - at least it was understood by my cock, which was at least half hard the whole night looking at him. When we got to the motel, we had a few beers and talked some more. Then the conversation just kind of petered out. We sat there in silence for a few minutes and then I decided that it was time to fish or cut bait. I stood up and walked over to where he was sitting on the bed and said, "I want more than anything else in the world to sleep with you. If you can deal with that, fine. If not, I'll just say goodnight and see you around some time." I said it a lot more calmly than I was feeling. There was complete silence in the room for what seemed like hours but was actually only a few moments. Then, without saying a word, Hank grabbed my shirt and pulled me down on the bed with him. We lost ourselves in a deep and passionate kiss. I explored the inside of his mouth for what seemed hours while we explored each other's bodies with our hands, undressing each other as we did. For some reason, as horny as I was for him, I wasn't interested in getting to fucking. I felt like I wanted to take hours doing this. And besides, I quickly realized, this wasn't just sex. For the first time in my life, I wanted to make love to another man. I wasn't fooling myself anymore. This was what I wanted. This was who I am. I wanted to be with another man, not a woman. I especially wanted to be with a brother Marine, who would understand me. Somebody who would have the same goals, ideals and values that I did. Yes, I finally understood who I was. So many things would fall into place later, but for that moment, I suddenly felt very free. Free to do things I'd never done before but always wanted to. I started by licking my way down his beautiful chest and raising his arm, shoving my nose into his sweaty arm-pit. The smell of his sweat drove me nuts! It's not that Hank wasn't clean, but it had been a long time since either of us had showered and he wore no sissy cologne or deodorant. What I was smelling was pure essence of Hank, pure essence of male animal! And I loved it!!! I buried myself in his pit and started tasting the salty sweat, licking through the sparse, soft hair growing there. Hank, for his part, spurred me on by arching his back and moaning in a most satisfying way. The fact that I could do this to another man and know exactly what he was feeling was a real fucking turn on to me! I nursed on his pits for a while and then moved south in my exploration of his body. I licked across his washboard abs and swabbed out his tiny navel. By this time his 9" uncut cock was lying on my cheek, leaking cock-snot all over it. The smell of his uncut cock was a very male scent and promised some aged cheese' under the hood of thin skin which bunched over the top of his cockhead. I wanted to explore it, but knew that if I did, I'd too quickly bring Hank to orgasm if I did. So, instead, I began licking down to his fragrant pubic hair which I thoroughly wet with my tongue. Then I moved down to his balls where my nose was struck by that distinctive male odor common to all men's balls. I'd smelled it before, but it never had turned me on quite so much as it did now, knowing these weren't just any balls! They were Hank's balls! And that made all the difference. I swabbed the wrinkled sack with my tongue and lightly nibbled it with my teeth, being careful not to cause true pain but to make him experience some slight tingling through his balls. He groaned as I did and I knew I was on the right track. I got so into licking his balls, I found myself pushing his legs up and going for the back of his nutsack as well as that little patch of sensitive skin between his balls and his ass. It was when I hit there that I suddenly became aware of the smell of his ass. And odor I'd really never smelled on another man before, having never explored with my tongue this far. But it hit me like a blast of poppers. My mind went somewhere else and the next thing I knew I was shoving my nose into his ass taking deep breaths of his scent and then my tongue shot out and I began to lick at this most secret and sensitive part of a man's body. I laved my tongue up and down his ass trench, tasting this essence of Hank. As I licked across it, his butthole began to tighten and loosen. I couldn't ignore it! I started licking around it, circling it with my tongue. As I did it began to loosen and without thought, my tongue slipped through it and I found myself licking the inside of Hank's ass. The tart taste of his ass didn't turn me off at all, despite what I might have thought. Instead, it turned me on further. I now knew where this was all leading! I knew I had to fuck this man or die in the attempt! Nothing else would satisfy me at that moment. Luckily, at that same moment I heard Hank's voice quietly say, "Go ahead. Fuck me! I want your cock inside me!" Like he thought he had any choice in the matter! I raised up from between his legs and looked deep into his crystal green eyes. What I saw there was a total cross of love and lust. He wanted me to make him mine and I wanted nothing less than to do so. I think we both knew at that point that this was not just a one night stand, nor was this just us becoming fuck-buddies. No, something deeper, something much more meaningful was happening here. I finally recognized what I had been feeling all night, that sinking feeling in my guts while somewhere around my heart there was a lightness I had never felt before and my mind was locked on the beauty and the wonder of this man. I was falling deeply, passionately and hopelessly in love. I had found my mate, my partner. I knew it with a certainty that overwhelmed me. And deep within me was a tremendous fear. Fear that somehow he wouldn't feel the same way. But that look told me that he was feeling exactly the same way. We were each looking at the reason that each of us was put on earth. To be together. To be united in body and soul. I dipped down and took the head of his cock in my mouth. I had to get back to the sexual experience that we had started because the emotions I was feeling were too overwhelming to deal with at that moment. Not when I had a hard on you could cut diamonds with and there was a beautiful, manly Marine lying in front of me, begging me to fuck him! I gently ran my tongue under Hank's foreskin feeling the tenderness of the thin skin. I took my hand and pulled down on the foreskin and began licking the red head of his cock. I tasted his cock-honey as it drooled down his cock and I was intoxicated by the sweet taste. As I licked lower, I found the smell of smegma hitting my nose and I licked at the thin layer of cheese' underneath the head of his cock. It was delicious and fragrant and my cock surged at the sensual experience. I slowly lowered my head and took his cock all the way into my throat until my nose ended up in his pubic hair. I just held his cock in my mouth and throat, feeling it throbbing in rhythm with his heart. For now, it was the only way I could take his body inside of my own, and it felt so incredibly right and natural that I couldn't imagine how I had ever thought I could live without this. I came up off his cock and would have gone back down, but Hank looked at me and said, "Don't! I'm too close to cumming now and I want you inside me when I do!" I accepted that and moved forward until I was again over him, resting on my straight arms while I ground my own hard cock into his groin and felt his hard on pushing into my gut. I looked down into his eyes. "I don't have any lube with me. It's gonna have to be just spit and pre-cum. I've got plenty of both!" I said. "Well, they say If it ain't spit, it ain't love!' don't they?" "Oh, trust me, this is love! I love your ass, I love your cock, I love your hard body!" I swore with great sincerity. I was afraid to tell him the rest of it. But, I'm a Marine. Fear cannot be allowed to come between me and my objective! "And I think I love you." I said quietly. Hank raised one eyebrow at that, looking me right in the eyes for a few moments. "I don't think that's your cock talking, is it, Big Boy?" he questioned. "No, it's not. My cock has never made me say that to anyone in my whole life. So maybe I better give you the option of pulling out of this thing before it goes any farther." I warned him. "Why would I want to do that? I'm just very happy that I'm not the only one here who's falling in love. That could be very lonely." Hank said, making my heart start skipping beats. "If you give me a chance, I promise that neither one of us will ever be lonely again!" I promised him. I guess that was our "marriage vows" because we were never apart again. Within 3 days, we had rented an apartment and moved in together. But all that was in the future. We had a wedding night' going into it's first inning right then. I lifted his legs in my arms and pulled him high enough that I could lean down and begin painting his ass trench and butthole with my saliva. When I had him sufficiently wet, he made me bring my cock to his lips so that he could get me lubed up. My cock disappeared down his throat and I felt like maybe fucking could wait! I could easily get off down this Marine's chow chute! But Hank would have none of it! He wanted my cock up his ass and nothing else would satisfy him. And, trust me, I was quite happy to satisfy him any way he wanted! I got back between his legs and lifted them over my shoulders. There were a lot of positions in which we could have done this. In fact, doggy-style is really my favorite if the truth be known. But for that fuck, there was no way but face to face missionary position. I wanted to see the face of my lover when I drilled his hole for the very first time with my hard 10 inches! I wanted to see each facial reaction, hear each moan, remember each second of this bonding of our relationship. And I wanted to remember them forever. I place my cock at the entrance to his body and began to gently push forward. Having never fucked another Marine before, I was trying to be careful to cause as little pain as possible, not yet understanding that pain was part of the pleasure for a Marine. The ability to take this battering of their body without crying out made this the act of a man. The ability to take the pain and make it into pleasure was a way of denying any weakness or submission in this most submissive of positions for a male. But Hank understood this and grabbed my hips in his hands a pulled me deeply and quickly inside himself, grunting as I buried myself right to my short-hairs'. There I stopped to both allow Hank to get used to the width of my fat 10 inches but also to revel in the feeling of his hot, sucking ass! My cock felt so at home there, like this was the hole that it was made to fit. I almost wanted not to pull out at all. Almost. But pull back I did, until just the ridge of the head of my cock was caught on his tight hole and then rapidly plunged back into his body with all my strength, obtaining a gratifying grunt from him. I rapidly built up to the rhythm as old as mankind, slamming my cock in and out of his hole. I watched his face and watched his eyes lose their focus and be transported somewhere I couldn't at that point understand. But I knew it was me and my cock who had sent him there and I felt inordinate pride at having done so. I knew he couldn't last much longer and, to tell the truth, neither could I. This fuck was coming to its logical conclusion more rapidly than I wanted, but what I wanted didn't seem to matter as much at the moment as our impending climaxes. I suddenly felt Hank's hole tighten around my cock as his own cock starting spewing cum through the air landing on his face and chest. That was all it took and I began falling over the edge and spraying his guts with the most intense orgasm I'd ever had in my life. It felt like my whole body was being pulled out through my cock and emptied into Hank. Frankly, I think I would have been happy to have buried my whole self in his body at that moment. I collapsed on top of him in a sweaty, cummy mess. But I felt completely and utterly happy for just about the first time in my life. Hank held me in his arms and stroked my back gently with his hands. He gradually moved his hands lower and began to massage the cheeks of my ass and to dip his fingers into my ass-trench and play with my sensitive hole. A warm feeling started to build from the hidden place spreading throughout my lower guts. I had never been fucked and didn't know that this was my body reacting to a very instinctual desire to have Hank's cock in my ass. At the same time, I felt Hank's ass muscles gently clenching and unclenching, massaging my cock which had never softened completely. Feeling this movement, my cock instantly hardened completely and I began to slowly fuck his ass again. But Hank continued to massage my hole and suddenly I felt him slip his finger inside. It felt so good, I couldn't believe it! My ass-trench was so wet with sweat, his finger just glided in. Before I knew it, he had 2 fingers inside me and it was only feeling better and better. I stopped fucking him. For the first time in my life, I wanted to be fucked! I wanted to be fucked by this Marine that I was falling in love with. I wanted to be nailed' and nailed' HARD! I looked down at Hank and said something else I'd never said to another man in my life. "Fuck me!" "Are you sure?" Hank asked, giving me a quizzical look. "Yes! I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me HARD! And I want you to fuck me NOW! "Have you ever been fucked?" Hank asked, concern evident in his voice. "No, but I don't care! I want you to fuck me. I want you to be the first." I said, sure of what I was saying, but just a little afraid, too. "Ok. But let me work on your ass for a while. If you're not used to it, I don't want to hurt you. I'm not exactly small, in case you hadn't noticed!" Hank laughed. "Oh, I noticed! Just about the time it got half-way down my throat, I noticed!" I laughed back. Hank got out from under me and I lay face down on the bed. He got behind me, spread my legs and began gently licking and massaging the cheeks of my ass. He gently spread my cheeks open and began sniffing my ass trench. I heard him moan in rapture and then I felt his tongue begin to lick up and down between the cheeks. Each time his tongue passed over my hole, it felt like a jolt of electricity went through my ass. Gradually, his tongue focussed on the hole and began digging to get inside. I tried to relax as much as I could for him but the feelings were so intense that I had great difficulty. Finally, his lips clamped down around my hole and he began sucking on it, pulling the hole out while forcing his talented tongue up inside. The feelings made me moan loudly into the pillow. I had never felt anything like this and I knew right then and there my decision to lose my cherry to this man was the right one. After packing what felt like a gallon of spit up my ass, Hank began to push his finger into the hole. At first it burnt a little, but like him, I was determined to take this like a man and not react to the pain. Slowly he moved the finger in and out of my hole and then forced it all the way inside where he ran smack into my prostrate. "Holy FUCK!!!" I screamed! "What the fuck did you hit? I nearly came!" "That, Big Boy, is the reason guys love to be fucked by other guys! It's called your prostrate and it makes you feel REALLY GOOD, doesn't it?" he answered. I couldn't argue with that! Besides, by this time, Hank had added another finger and all I could do is lay there and moan in pleasure at the wonderful feelings I was getting from my virgin butt. He finally worked 3 fingers up my shitter before he decided that I was as ready as I was going to be. He went back down and started licking my hole again, adding more spit to try and make the initial entry easier. "I really wish we had some lube for this, Mike." he said almost apologetically. "If it ain't spit, it ain't love! Remember?" I said with more bravado than I was really feeling at the moment. "Come here, let me lube you up." I took his cock deep into my throat and coated it with as much slime and saliva as I could. He knelt there looking down at me working on his cock, and when I looked up, I was sure I saw a tear coming out of one of his eyes. He was so moved by my letting him take my cherry! I knew then and there that my decision to love this man was the best one I'd ever made in my entire life. "Now, I'm going to lay down on my back and I want you to straddle me." Hank said. "That's the easiest way for you the first time. That way you're in total control. You can take it at your own speed. You don't have to take it all at once and you decide what's comfortable for you." We assumed the position. I kind of liked it because, even though I was finally going to let another man fuck me, I still felt like I was on top. I brought the wet head of his cock to my equally wet hold and began to press down on it. To my surprise, the head went in with very little problem and no pain. All of Hank's work had truly prepared me for this. "If you push out, like you're takin' a shit, it will open you up and make it easier." Hank said looking up into my face. I took his knowledgeable advice and began pushing out and felt myself sliding right down his cock. The next thing I knew, my hole was being tickled by his pubic bush and all 9 inches of his cock was buried in my virgin ass! And it didn't hurt at all! There was just this tremendous feeling of fullness. Hank held me down by the hips, grinding his cock slowly within me in circles, helping me to get used to it. Finally, as he felt me really loosen up, he let go and I began the upward ascent on his cock. Pulling almost completely off his cock, I then rapidly let myself fall back down on it. The flash of pleasure that went through me was like nothing I'd ever felt before in my life! I quickly began raising and lowering myself on his cock and moaning like a cheap $20 whore! Hank stopped me, holding me with his hands and said, "Ok, you're ready! Pull off and lay down on your back. I want to really fuck you now!" Being the good Marine I am, I recognized an order when I heard one! And this was one order I was only too glad to obey. I quickly lay down and Hank put my legs over his broad shoulders and pushed his cock back in my now loose ass and began fucking me. HARD!!! I was quickly lost in the feelings. Physical as well as emotional. With every stroke Hank hit my prostate and sent unbelievable jolts of pleasure through my whole body. At the same time, the feeling of relinquishing all control to another man had me running through emotions like a cat with its tail caught in a mouse-trap running through a house! There I was, on my back, my legs in the air, just the same position I'd had other guys and women. I wasn't in control! I wasn't "on top"! And I was LOVING IT!!! And, most of all, loving that it was Hank who was looking down at me with a look of pure rutting male pleasure on his face. My ass must have felt as fantastic to him as his did to me! This was a blinding revelation to me. For the first time, I really wanted more to give Hank pleasure than get it myself! That must be part of what love is all about, my feverish mind was trying to tell me. But the overwhelming feelings of pleasure coming from my ravished ass kept getting in the way. Suddenly, without me touching myself, I felt my cock start spraying me with cum as I orgasmed with such force and power I thought I might injure myself with my own cum!! And at the same time, Hank leaned over, forced his mouth down on mine and his tongue in my mouth and began blowing his load up my now very used hole. We screamed our orgasms into each others mouth and then Hank collapsed on top of me, wallowing in our mutual sweat and my cum. Neither of us said a word for at least 10 minutes. I held him in my arms, just breathing in the raunchy smell of him, letting his sweat cover my lips and body with the odor of Hank. What a wonderful smell. What a wonderful feeling. At the same time, Hank had his face buried in the crook of my neck, licking gently at the place where my neck and shoulder joined with occasional journeys to my ear to lick and nibble. I finally felt his cock begin to soften and slowly slide out of my ass. "I really hate to break this up, lover!" I said, using the term for the very first time and it felt right and good! "But after all those beers and all this fucking, I gotta piss like a Russian race horse!" "Great!" Hank said, with more enthusiasm over my bodily functions than anyone had ever shown. "I'll join you!" I thought this a little odd, but what the hell, it wasn't the first time I'd been around another guy while I pissed. But I wasn't' at all prepared for what happened next! Hank preceded me into the little motel bathroom and calmly stepped into the tub and squatted down, facing me. "Ok! I'm ready!" he said, with an eager smile on his beautiful face. "Ready for what?" I asked having no idea what the fuck he was up to! "I'm ready for you to piss!" he said. "All over me!" I couldn't believe my ears! This gorgeous hunk of male who I had just made love to and who had just made love to me wanted me to piss all over him?!?! "Hank, I can't do that, man! I love you!" I said, trying to explain the wrongness of what he was asking of me. "All the more reason I want you to do it! I want to feel your hot piss all over my body! Just like you were cumming on me, but for minutes rather than seconds!" Hank explained. "That piss is a part of you, and I want it!" I stood there completely at a loss! Through my mind were running memories of pissing contests with other boys when I was little, watching other guys piss in gyms and showers and outdoors during maneuvers. Remembering that each time there was like this little rush' of feeling that never made any sense. I always rationalized it as getting to see their cocks, but it was more than that. It was watching their piss. And now, here was somebody who evidently shared that rush' but, more importantly, knew what to do with it! "Ok, man, if that's what you really want!" I said and walked over and stood in front of the tub with my cock in my hand. Hank leaned back against the back wall of the tub and began gently playing with his cock with one hand while pinching one of his nipples with the other. He looked so damned sexy doing it, I started to get a hard on again. This wasn't particularly a problem since I can piss through a hard on, but if I was going to have any control over where the piss went, it was better for there to be some "play" in my cock. And even though I'm not pee-shy' at all, it was a whole new experience to have somebody actually looking right at me while I pissed on them! So I was having a little trouble getting the "machinery" to work to open the floodgates to let out all this piss which was really beginning to cause me pain. I closed my eyes and concentrated on relaxing and I finally felt the flow of piss start its journey down my cock. I quickly opened my eyes because I wanted both to see where I was aiming and I especially wanted to watch my piss sizzling off Hanks's body. Then first blast hit him right between the pecs and sprayed across his whole chest. I gradually worked the stream down to where I was hitting his cock and balls. He began playing with his hand in the stream while he jacked on his growing hard-on. I was so busy concentrating on watching my piss hitting his nads, that I didn't really notice when he began to move forward. The next thing I know, Hank has his lips locked around the head of my dick and he's drinking down my piss just as fast as it's coming out of the hole! Needless to say I was just a little shocked! Oh, I'd heard about such things, but they were completely outside my realm of experience! Nobody had EVER drank my piss. Nor had I ever known anyone who claimed to have drunk piss. But here I was, letting this man who I had such intense feelings for, drink down all the hot, wet beer piss I had stored in my body. I can't say that I was disgusted. Just surprised. It was not something I had even thought of happening. But now that it was, I began to explore the feeling. It was weird! I couldn't feel the piss coming out of my cock anymore. I could feel it flowing from my bladder through my cock, but that's where the feeling stopped. But it really felt good to have Hank's lips around my cockhead, no matter what the reason! Hank looked up at me, I guess to get my reaction to all this! I smiled down at him and decided that I needed to tell him that this was OK with me. "Yeah, man! Drink down all my hot piss!" I said getting into the sexy/kinky situation. "Take all my piss and swallow it! Daddy's got lots of piss for you!" With this, Hank starts moaning and really pulling fast on his very hard cock. Before my piss runs out, he's blasting another load of cum into the wall of the bathtub and I finish my piss with my cock in his mouth but hard as it had been up his ass! This was REALLY turning me on! Big Time!! I stood there while Hank stood up and when he did, I took him in my arms and kissed him. I didn't stop to even think about the fact that he was covered in my piss and that I would be tasting my piss in his mouth. But that's what I did. And the taste wasn't so bad, kinda salty sweet. I pulled back, looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Ok, lover, you're turn!" Hank looked at me quizzically. "Are you sure?" he asked. "Have you ever done this before?" "Nope!" I replied, "But I never got fucked, either! And that was fucking fantastic! You get something out of this and evidently so do I, so I need to explore it! Ok?" "Sure!" said Hank quickly moving over and let me join him in the tub. I squatted down in the remnants of my own piss while Hank stood over me with his cock in his hand. I began playing with my very hard cock and said, "Ok, let er rip, buddy!!" Hank did. He hit me with a blast of his hot, wet beer piss right in the chest and started playing the stream against each of my nipples before finally directing the spray right on my cock and balls. The feeling was incredible! Just as sensual as Hank had described it! Hot and wet like cum but blasting for minutes rather than seconds. But there was one more part of this production that I hadn't experienced first hand. With some trepidation, I leaned forward and took his pissing cock into my mouth. He immediately slowed down the stream, so I wouldn't drown in my inexperience. I quickly began swallowing his hot piss, all the while evaluating the taste. It was salty, but sweet, with very little taste at all being so watered by all the beer we had drunk. And the feeling of taking this part of his body into mine was really freaking me out! I was loving it!! What a night! I'd never made love to a man. I'd never told a man that I loved him. I'd never been fucked by a man. And I'd never pissed on or been pissed on by a man! And all these first in the very first night that we met!!! Was I ready for all this? You bet your fucking ass I was!!! I was ready for anything where Hank was concerned. I loved him. And I knew that he loved me. And that was all I needed to know! Beside me, Hank was finally waking up. He rolled over and pulled me down for a good morning kiss. That's how the day has started for us for 10 years. I've kept my promise to him, he'll never be lonely if I have anything to do about it! I moved my hand down his body and felt his hard cock and went farther down and tugged on his balls. "Save that for tonight, lover!" I told him. "Remember, we're the host of the orgy! We want to have lots of cum for our hungry guests!" "Oh God! I'd almost forgot! I gotta go and pick up the keg so there will be plenty of beer! With Jim coming, you know there needs to be lots of piss flying! For him, and me, too!!!" "Don't worry about that, lover! When did we ever NOT have enough piss at one of our orgies?" I laughed. "Well....never, but we don't want to start now!" he replied. "You hear that thunder out there. Looks like we run in the rain today." I told him with some dejection in my voice. "Rain or shine, I'll run. As long as it's with you, Big Boy!" he smiled at me. I leaned over and kissed him again before hopping out of bed. We got on our running shoes and shorts and headed out. The rain hadn't started yet but you could smell it coming in the air. We ran our regular 3 mile course and ended up back at the house just as the downpour was starting. "Whew!" Hank said, slightly out of breath. "We just missed that!" "Yeah!" I said, also panting some. "I'm glad it's doing it now. I wouldn't want it to be raining for the party tonight!" "Why?" Hank looked at me. "Do you think a little rain would stop all those jarhead pigs from showing up?" "Yeah, I know you're right, but it would be more difficult to play outside. And you know how much I love watersports outside under the stars." "You're such a fucking romantic!" said Hank, lightly punching me in the ribs. The rest of the day was spent getting the house ready for the orgy. All the furniture in the living room had to be covered with plastic. One of the things we liked about the house when we first decided to buy it was the fact that all the floors were tile so getting them wet and clean again was no problem. It was a great house for orgies and we certainly enjoyed having all our friends over to spend a few hours doing what guys, especially jarheads, like to do best - having SEX! And lots of it! The one thing we didn't do was shower. Like us, our friends like the natural smell of a man's body and would have been disappointed to smell soap all over us. Besides, there would be lots of showers tonight! Golden ones! And we guaranteed that with a full keg of beer for the party. Around eight, they started to arrive. Each guy knew exactly what to do. First thing, they headed down the hall to the spare room to undress. We had one rule at our parties - no clothes! And it was really hot to see all the naked muscles and bare butts! And the wonderful cocks - soft, semi-hard or roaring hard. We just loved cocks in all shapes, sizes and states of erection! Jim Henderson, as usual, was the first to arrive. Jim never wanted to miss a minute of the party or one chance to eat ass or drink piss. Next was David, the shrink and ex-jarhead that Hank and I went to talk to at Jim's advice a couple of weeks before and who we ended up having a really hot triple fuck with! We showed David where to undress and he had a immediately started reminiscing with Jim about how they first got together when he was a raw, green boot. Next to arrive were two guys from my outfit - Troy Williams and Tim Hunt. Troy and Tim had met when they were both boots and were quite a pair! I'd discovered them one day fucking in the head and they quickly became to of our favorite "playmates". Troy was a big guy - in every way! He was built like the linebacker he'd been in high school. 220 pounds of solid muscle on a 6 ft. 2 inch frame with broad shoulders and huge arms which he worked out constantly. His endowment was beautiful - eight solid inches of man-flesh, cut, with a large helmet head which felt really good when it was ramming in and out of your ass! Tim, on the other hand, was built like a swimmer, with slender hips and a cute bubble but and solid chest and arms. They were quite a pair! One, Troy, with blond hair and Tim with dark good looks that he got from his Greek ancestry with black, curly hair and a light dusting of hair on his legs only. The rest of Tim was smooth while Troy was covered with a thick pelt of blond hair on his legs, arms and chest. Last to arrive were Bill Grable and Bobby Michaels. They, too, were a couple - but like Mutt and Jeff! Bill was a big, ruggedly handsome guy who stood 6 ft 6" tall - even taller than me! - and was so blond his hair was almost white. Bobby, on the other hand, was a foot shorter, only 5 ft. 6 inches tall, with dark brown hair and with the body of a little bull. Thick neck with a large, barrel chest and thick arms. His legs were short but thickly built. The other area where they differed was in their cocks. While Bill sported a thick but stubby uncut 7 inches, Bobby had a thick, uncut 11 inches which he used very skillfully inside your ass! Bobby was also big into watersports and could piss almost on command! He also loved to be bathed in piss - especially Bill's - or to have someone give him a piss enema, right up his tight little ass! We all gathered in the living room and the beer started to flow. And the inhibitions quickly followed. Jim, as usual, started it all by going down on David's cock. It had been quite a while since Jim had a chance to gobble down the tasty cock of his former protege and he wasn't about to miss this chance! In the mean time, I went over and went down on Bill's cock, tasting the his delicious pre-cum. At the same time, I felt my ass being parted and Bobby's talented tongue began eating out my sensitive hole, getting it ready for his huge cock! Bobby loved to fuck, and I loved to have him fuck me, though at times I thought that monster of his would come out of my throat and cum in my mouth! I looked over to see Hank on his back with Tim squatting over his face while Hank ate his tasty, bubble butt and Troy was already slamming his hard 8 inches up Hank's ass while sucking down Tim's cock. It was an incredibly hot scene, but my attention was quickly brought back to Bill's cock moving in and out of my throat while Bobby started to feed his 11 inches up my ass. It was a really tight fit because not only was Bobby long, but he was really thick! I love the feel of his cock spreading my hole! It took a while for him to finally slide all his cock up my butt and I was moaning around Bill's cock long before it was completely in. Once in, Bobby surprised me by not fucking but instead I felt the hot liquid of his piss load filling my ass! It was a welcome surprise, trust me! I love the feel of hot piss flowing out over my balls while my ass is being pounded by a hard cock! And that's exactly what Bobby did even before finishing pissing! I could feel his hard, long cock pounding in my ass and his hot piss flowing all through my ass canal! It went on like that all night! I took a load, either down my throat or up my ass from each of the hot men! And I pissed down so many throats and up so many asses, I couldn't remember how many! Finally, what seemed like the finale of the evening came. Hank loved to be fucked! And he loved to be fucked by as many men as possible. So, before the end of every orgy, we all accommodated him with a gang-bang. He was kneeling on the floor and the first fuck was Jim, who after he unloaded in Hanks ass, got on his back under Hank and they 69'd through the rest of the gang-bang. Jim especially loved this part of the party because, not only did he love Hank's thick cock, he knew he would get several loads of piss out of it ass Hank's ass was well used by everyone else. We all stood around watching Hank take load after load up his hot hole. All the guys voiced their raunchy encouragement to each other and to Hank as cocks slammed in an out of his well-used ass! I didn't participate, but only watched because, as his lover, I had the special duty of giving him the last fuck after he'd worn out everyone else at the party. It took a couple of rounds before everyone was completely dry. I could see why. There was cum dripping out of Hank's very stretched asshole. I got down behind him and started sucking out the delicious loads and Hank's ass-juice! A really tasty prelude to slamming my hard cock up this ass I loved and knew so well! I finally sucked out as much as his ass would give and placed my cock at his willing opening. I slammed forward and buried my bone as far up his ass as I could get. Because I had all the stimulation of watching him getting butt-fucked by all our friends, my balls had built up a heavy load of cum which I was wasn't going to give him until he came as well. I pounded his ass, moving my own ass around to make sure my cock hit every spot in his talented asshole. He started moaning around Jim's cock which I knew meant he was about to go over the edge. His butt-muscles started to squeeze my cock in cum-rhythm and I followed him into an explosive orgasm with both of us screaming out our pleasure! "Fffffffuuuuuccccccckkkkkiiiiinnnn' Sssssshhhhiiiiitttt!" I screamed out. "Take my load, fucker!" Hank moaned around Jim's cock while he unloaded down the eager cocksucker's throat. I collapsed over Hanks back while my cock softened enough to take it out of his hungry hole which was still gripping it like he would never let me go! I pulled out and got down behind him again and sucked my load out of his ass, tasting my load and his ass goo - a flavor combination that had become my favorite since the first time I sucked his ass after fucking him many years before. After that, we all kind of collapsed and guys started looking for places to sleep. We dragged out air mattresses and pillows. Because of all the beer drinking, we always provided our friends with overnight accommodations. We didn't want to take the chance of losing one of these hot guys by having them drive home drunk. A breakfast brunch would follow in the morning before they all left but, in the meantime Hank and I sought out bed to get some well needed sleep. After, of course, taking a final piss down Jim's throat. He managed to get a final piss out of everyone and we all knew he would be ready and eager for each of our first piss of the day the next morning. Hank and I collapsed into bed and after a deep kiss, I put my arms around him pulling him close and was rapidly asleep knowing that in just 3 days, my son would be here and my life would be complete.