Date: Wed, 06 Feb 2002 10:02:25 -0500
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Twins and Brian Chapter #1

TWINS & BRIAN
By
Lee Mariner

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All characters are fictional and in no way related too any persons living or
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Chapter #1 - Boston

Boston is a city of many contrasts but it was a fascinating city if you like
diversity. I was in my last two years of a hitch and had requested
assignment at the Fargo Building in Boston. My ship had been assigned
overhaul at the Charlestown Naval Shipyard and during the three months we
were there, I grew too like Boston.  Sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself.
Let's go back a little and catch up to why I requested assignment here.

One of the advantages to being in the Navy, is that you may visit many
cities and countries. I was on board ship and we were sent to the
Charlestown Naval Shipyard for overhaul. Normally the ship would have been
sent to the Norfolk Naval Shipyard in Norfolk, Virginia but for some reason
we would never really know, this time it was Boston. "Shit City" as Norfolk
was known didn't have much for sailors unless you liked drinking and
screwing whores. I was not crazy about either.

I always made it a practice to spend as little time on board ship as I
needed too when we were in port. While in the shipyard, I spent a good deal
of time ashore. I wanted to be able to get around. It's a great city, a far
cry from the little backwater I was raised in. I was raised in Middletown,
Ohio sort of between Cincinnati and Dayton so guess I shouldn't call it
backwater but there was not a lot for teenagers to do and especially if you
were gay.

I think I should introduce myself along here somewhere since I have told you
I am gay. My name is Dale Carter, 27, 6', 180, brown hair and eyes and an
endowment of 7+" uncut smooth thick base, bullet shaped cock. Some guys I
have been with tell me I have a nice body and cock. I am not a bodybuilder
although I use the gym regularly when not at sea. I don't have bulging
pectoral muscles with huge biceps, thighs and the seemingly required ripped
abdomen. I enjoy exercising, swimming, aerobics and use weights for good
muscle tone. I admire the developed body with smooth muscles. It shows the
individual is more concerned with his health and condition then muscles. A
good exercise program with light workouts will develop strong but not
bulging muscles. I think so and my body proves it as far as I'm concerned.
Bodybuilders always seemed more in love with themselves and enjoyed being
admired for their muscles. Some will probably disagree with me but that is
the way I see it. I usually catch someone doing more then just glancing at
me when I walk in the shower room on board ship. I make it a practice to
avoid seeing too interested in sailors. The "don't ask but don't tell
policy" might be okay but you can still get into a lot of trouble screwing
around.

Working out and staying in condition while living on board a ship is
difficult at best even though some still try. Being single made it more
difficult except with the ship was in port. Trying to work out and stay in
condition when at sea usually invoked snide remarks from the more so called
macho's.  When not on duty and in port, I made it a point to use the local
YMCA facilities for my workouts and swimming.

YMCA's are great for this reason and swimming in the nude with just men and
boys you could check guys out without being too obvious about it. It always
amazed me how so many young teenage boys seemed to want to show what they
had and didn't hide it.

One weekend not long after we had pulled into the Yard's, I had finished
working out and was swimming alone in the pool. Normally it seemed there
would be a couple of older guy's swimming slow laps as part of their
exercise routine. I was alone in the pool on this Saturday when the door
that leads from the shower room opened and a great looking guy maybe 19, 20
or 21 years old walked in. I was at the far end of the pool when he came in
but I could see he was a stunning blond with a great looking body. He stood
at his end looking at me and then dove into the water with hardly a ripple.
I waited for him to surface, treading water, and he came up almost right in
front of me about 4' away. Looking at me with piercing blue eyes and shaking
the water from his close trimmed hair, he said, "Hi, water is great isn't
it?"

He had a radiant smile with brilliant white teeth and I stammered "Yeah. I
was wondering when you were going to come up for air. That's a long swim
underwater from the other end."

Grinning at me, he said "I usually do one and a half laps underwater but I
saw  you swimming down at this end. You don't swim here often do you? I'm
here almost every weekend and can't remember seeing you." We both were
treading water and I could see the muscles rippling in his shoulders and
arms.

"No." I said. "My ship just got in last week and this is my first time
here."

"That would make you a sailor if your ship just got in. You look a little
young for Merchant Marine." He said with a quizzical look on his face.

"Yeah, you pegged it. I'm 27, guess that is still young. We don't have a
swimming pool on board and I miss swimming and working out."  We had worked
our way to the shallow 4' end of the pool and he stood up. His body gleamed
with the wetness under the strong overhead lights. Running his fingers
through his hair as he threw his head backwards, I could see his firm biceps
and the golden hair in his armpits. His pectoral muscles were defined but
not bulging and his large light brown nipples were erect.

"My name is Ronald. I'm 21 and you don't look 27." He said. "Ronald Webber."

"Nice meeting you Ronald, Dale Carter. I thought maybe you were about that
age but I was thinking 19 or 20, maybe 21."

"You want to pace a few laps Dale? I like having someone swimming with me,
makes it more fun."

"From the way you dove in Ronald, you are probably a better swimmer then I
am."

"From the looks of your body, I doubt it but what the hell we are only going
to pace each other not race. Lets go."  Leading off with me almost
alongside, I could tell he was a much better swimmer but I stayed with him
without too much trouble.

Reaching the shallow end after about 5 laps, Ronald swung himself up on the
pool edge. I followed and we say alongside each other catching our breath.

"Hey Dale, that was pretty good. You sell yourself a little short, nothing
wrong with the way you swim." Ronald said as he wiped the water off his arms
and chest with his hands almost deliberately.

I watched him and was having a hell of a hard time not getting a hard-on. I
could feel that telltale pressure that indicated it wanted to come up but I
was exerting every ounce of will power I could so it would not happen. I
shook my head and glancing over at him I could see his eyes running over my
body. I looked down at his crotch where he had a thick bush of golden almost
platinum pubic hair. His cock in a flaccid state was about 4" long and
resting on very large testicles. Right at his left hip joint he had a small
coiled black and blue snake tattoo.

He saw me looking and stretched his leg out so I could see it better. I
said, "That must have hurt having that done Ronald?"

"Mostly it just tingled. They put some kind of an anesthetic on the skin
before they did it. I still got about half a hard-on feeling the needle. You
ever thought about one done?" He asked.

"No but it looks good on you. Your blond hair makes the color stand out.
With my dark hair it wouldn't look as good." I said.

"They have all different types they can do Dale. With that thick bush of
brown hair you have a Monarch butterfly would probably look great. I can
tell you were to go if you want it done. It's not far from here."

"Maybe later. They guys on the ship would have a field day with me if they
saw it when I took a shower." I said.

"If you decide to have it done, the place is called International Tattooing
on Washington Ave. It's only a couple of blocks from the "Y". I got to be
going Dale. I need a shower to get this chlorine off of me. Will you be
coming back again soon? I like swimming with you." He asked.

"Yeah Ronald." I said. "I'll be back next weekend. Maybe we could get that
tattoo done if you would take me there?"

"Sure, where do you stay when you are in town, here at the "Y"? Most sailors
do."

"Yeah." I said. "I would like to stay at a hotel but they cost a lot more
then the "Y" does."

"Tell you what Dale." Ronald said running his eyes over me again. "I was
coming in next weekend and going to stay at the La Touraine over off the
Commons. Would you like to share a room there? It should cost us about
$15.00 apiece. That's not too bad is it? I got a couple of things that I
have to do and then we could hang out and get that tattoo done. If you want
too."

Ronald had cocked his left leg up on the edge of the pool and my heart was
racing at the sight of his thick uncut cock sort of swelling and moving in
his crotch. I slipped into the water again trying to avoid him seeing my
cock stiffening and stretching. Looking up at him, his eyes shining with a
small smile on his face, I said "Man, we just met not an hour ago Ron."

"I know that Dale but I got a hunch I can trust you not to rape me or knock
me in the head. I'm glad you changed Ronald to Ron, I was going to ask you
to if you hadn't. My dad's name is Ronald but I like being called Ron or
Ronnie. I'm not a junior though he has a different middle name then mine and
you don't want to know what that is. How about it, you want to meet me next
Friday or Saturday? I'd like to hang around longer but can't, got something
to do tonight."

Ron's crotch was at eye level and I could see his cock had thickened a
little. My cock was hard as steel and I bet he could see it through the
clear water. Looking up quick, I said, "You got a date Ron. How about we
meet at around 1730? Oh, I'm sorry 5:30PM, we get into a habit telling time
that way."

Ron flashed a brilliant smile at me and said, "I knew that Dale. See you
then. Don't hurt yourself in here alone. Okay?"

"I won't, wouldn't want to stand you up next weekend." I said.

Standing up quickly and stretching sideways, his cock swinging he looked
down at me and said "I wouldn't want you too either." With a quick goodbye
Ron walked off down to the shower room door.

I watched as he walked away and for the first time noticed he didn't have a
tan line and his bronze skin gleamed, his muscles rippling as he walked.
Reaching the door, he turned waving and I could have sworn he had a full
hard-on. I took my underwater cock in my hand and slowly stroked myself to a
jolting climax wondering why I didn't have the guts to make a real pass at
him. I watched my sperm float to the surface in long milky strands. Scooping
some of it up, I licked if from my palm wishing it was his.

I spent the rest of the weekend bumming around and made it a point of
walking over to Washington Ave. to check out the tattoo shop. It was where
Ron had said and looked pretty clean. Saturday night I had a few beers in a
joint on Washington called of all things "The Washington Bar", can you beat
that? There were some nice looking guys hanging out nursing their beers and
you could tell they were looking for a pickup. They were probably hustlers
for the most part and until I learned a little more about the men of Boston,
I waited for someone to put the make on me. Hustlers usually just hitch up
their crotches pulling at their cocks and trying to get your interest. I was
interested but not in one of them, Ron was on my mind and his cute ass and
great body stayed in my mind. A cute sailor maybe 17 or 18 and in uniform
sat sideways on a barstool once removed from mine and kept rubbing his
crotch looking at me. He did have a nice thick cock stretching down the left
side of his leg and it showed how big it was in his tight fitting blue
uniform.

I was still horny even though I had jerked off in the pool. Breaking my rule
of no sailors, I turned sideways facing him and rubbed my cock stretching
down alongside my leg. Almost with a mind of its own, it started swelling
while I looked at the sailor rubbing and squeezing his meat. The cute sailor
moved over next to me and reached for my hard cock, stroking it and smiling
at me. Leaning over a little closer he whispered, "You got some place we can
go? I'm staying at the "Y" and you can't get in after hours with someone.

Looking at him and taking a pull on my beer, I wondered should I tell him or
not that I was staying there. "What room you staying in?" I asked.

He looked around for a second and then he said, "I'm staying in room 212 but
they won't let you in. I wish you could get in. I just got out of boot camp
but I decided to stay overnight here before going on home on leave. After 9
weeks in training, my nuts are about to explode I ain't had sex in so long."

"Just out of boot camp? How old are you?" I asked feeling my cock being
squeezed under the bar overhang.

"I'm 18 and man I need sex with someone bad. I bet you are hot in bed. I was
about to give up when you walked in. These other guys look kind of hard and
I don't want no trouble."

"You shouldn't be in uniform then, that gets you into trouble sometimes." I
said feeling hornier and hornier. "You keep squeezing my cock and it's going
to explode here."

"That's what I want. Where can we go? I don't care right now I'm so hard up.
A dark alley or something where we can suck each other off if that is all we
can do and what you want. I need to drop my load real bad. I wore my uniform
thinking it would be easer to make out. Lot's of guys seem to like sailors
in uniform."

I was glad to hear he was 18 and not some juvenile that could get you sent
away and kicked out of the Navy. We could get kicked out if we were ever
caught but the odds of our ever seeing each other again were remote. Turning
to look at him I said, "Were both are lucky then. I've got a room at the
"Y"."

"You do? Your not shitting me are you? I can come too your room if you do."
He said, his face brightening with shining dark eyes.

"You said you were in 212 didn't you? You go ahead and I'll follow and come
down to your room. Okay?"

"Mister, please don't fuck with me. I ain't kidding about being horny but I
don't want trouble. Your not a cop are you?"

"No trouble kid, you got me just as horny as you are playing with my cock
like you are. What's your name?" I asked as he took his hand of my throbbing
cock. I could feel the pre-cum starting to ooze from my piss slit.

Looking at me close for a moment, he said "Brian, what's yours?"

"Dale. Go ahead, I'll be close behind and no, I'm not a cop."

I watched as Brian walked to the door before standing up and throwing a
couple of bucks on the bar. He looked over his shoulder to see if I was
coming and then went out. I walked casually for some reason. I guess I was
trying to fool the hustlers hanging around. Stepping outside I saw Brian
about half a block in front and when he saw me following he picked up his
pace a little. Reaching the front door of the "Y", he looked back again at
me before going in. I reached the door and saw him getting on the elevator
still looking to see me. I stepped inside before the elevator door closed
and the operator took it up. Watching for what floor he got off on, it
registered 2nd and then started coming back down.

When the doors opened, I stepped inside and asked for the 4th floor. The
operator asked me for my key before he closed the doors.

I walked to my room and took off my jacket, watch, ring and put my wallet &
other stuff inside the pillow case on the bed. Checking to be sure I had
condoms,I locked the door and went to the steps. You could walk between
floor using the steps but at the 2nd floor landing they had a wire mesh
barricade with a gate from wall to wall. I often wondered if it was legal
and met fire code regulations for the steps to be blocked like that but
guess it was for security reasons. Seemed kind of silly since anyone could
walk up or down otherwise if they wanted too. You need to stay in a "Y" in
order to know just want went on in them, plenty.

I reached 212 and tapped lightly on the door. Brian cracked the door about
an inch before opening it. He had stripped and was wearing only a pair of
jockeys that were tented like the big top of a Barnum and Bailey Circus,
this boy was really horny. I closed the door quietly and put the safety
chain in place. Turning around Brian was all over me like stink on shit
kissing and driving his hard cock into me. I kissed him like a hungry wolf
and we devoured each other's tongues while my cock hardened and strained for
release. My ribs were about to break he was squeezing me so tight and had me
pressed back against the door.

Breaking his embrace I pushed him back a little and said, "Whoa bud, let me
breath and get undressed."

"God but you feel good even in clothes. I told you I hadn't had sex in over
9 weeks except for jerking off. Let me help you get out of those things."

Brian started unsnapping my jeans with trembling fingers while I pulled my
T-shirt off. He unzipped my fly and pushed my jeans down. My cock jumped out
and slapped up against my hard gut with the crack of hard skin on hard skin.
Stepping out of the pants I stood there for just a second while he almost
ripped his jockeys off.

Looking at me his eyes gleaming he said, "I knew you weren't wearing shorts,
I could feel it. Jesus, what a body and that big thick cock. Man, I want all
of you anyway you want. Fuck me, suck me, whatever you want Dale."

Damn. Talk about one horny kid. I watched as he shed his jockeys and threw
himself on the small bed, his cock swinging and slapping on his hard gut.
Looking over his body I could see he had worked out and boot camp probably
helped out. He was maybe 5'11", not much over 6' if that. His body was lean
smooth muscle with good definition, broad shoulders with a narrow waist and
tight buns. His cock was long and uncut jutting out of a thick bush of light
brown almost golden hair and big balls that looked full. I could see the
gleam in his lust filled eyes. My cock throbbed, almost aching as I stepped
to the bed and lowered myself covering his body pressing my hard cock down
on his. Brian gasped and wrapped his arms around my chest locking his hands
as his lips searched for mine. I felt my heart beating and ground my groin
against him as we kissed with a consuming passion. Brian's body was almost
hot as fire as he squeezed me tighter and looked into my eyes saying, "You
feel great Dale. God but you feel good laying on me."

I didn't say anything and continued grinding my hard cock into him. Nuzzling
his neck I kissed and lip bit his smooth flesh feeling his hands running
over my back. Slowly licking and kissing I took one hard tit in my mouth and
sucked feeling Brian twisting and pushing himself tighter against my sucking
mouth. Biting and nibbling my way down over his hard stomach tasting the
sweat and smelling his almost musky boy smell. I cold feel the lust rising
up from my loins and the pre-cum dripping as I took his cock in my mouth and
forced the foreskin back as I slowly devoured him inch by inch as images of
Ron were flashing through my brain. I wanted this kid and I wanted Ron.

I slowly humped Brian's thick thighs as I worked his cock deep into my
throat tasting the salty sweet pre-cum that was flowing from his piss slit.
My nose touched the hair surrounding his balls and I took them in my hand
and massaged them gently as my throat muscles worked the head of his cock as
his hips were pushing upwards driving as much of his cock into my mouth as
he could get. I withdrew and looking up at him I said "You like that don't
you?" I ran my hand over his heaving chest and I could feel his heart
racing.

"Don't stop Dale, I'm going to cum any second. Suck me please, get it out of
me." Brian said lifting his hips too me.

I took his throbbing cock in my hand and drove my mouth down swallowing
every inch in one downward motion setting into place a driving sucking tempo
as my free hand worked his balls. I sucked him 3 or 4 times and without
warning his body tensed and I felt his balls tighten as he shot stream after
stream of hot molten cream down my throat his hips driving violently upward
as his back arched up off the bed. Withdrawing, my lips gripping the head of
his cock I tasted his cream and my tongue mixed his cum with my saliva as he
slowly relaxed moaning in muffled sounds with his face buried in the pillow.
My cock was hard as steel as just as suddenly streams of my cum shot up over
his thigh as my lips tightened on his softening cock. I drained the last
drops of his juice and I could feel the flow of my cum subsiding and my body
relaxing against him. My breathing slowly returned to normal as I slid up
over him. Pressing my lips on his he opened his and I slid my tongue in
depositing the residue of his cum in his mouth mixing it until he swallowed
tasting some of what he had shot down my throat.

We both lay there for a few minutes drifting in the erotic haze of sated
lust. Sweat covered us in a thin sheen and mixed with the sperm I had shot
over his thigh and groin. Slipping off of Brian I looked at him and as he
opened his eyes, I said, "You weren't kidding were you about not having sex?
I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to drain your balls."

Brian smiled and looking at me he said, "That was just for starters Dale
unless you are finished. I hope you aren't, you shot your load pretty fast
yourself."

"Christ Brian. With someone as hot as you, who wouldn't cum" I said.

We lay there running our hands over each other feeling muscles rippling. I
looked down at him, his chest rising and falling gently. "Brian" I said.
"You have a nice body, smooth and nicely muscled. You work out any?"

"I did some while in high school and at home. Mostly it comes from swimming
and just working with my dad on the farm back home." Brian said.

"Where's home at?"

"Over in Concord, New Hampshire. We have a small dairy farm just outside of
the city, about 90 acres. My older brother and I help out on it. I got tired
of working with cows and just jerking off. I knew I was gay and wanted to
get away where I could meet some other gay guys. After I graduated I joined
the Navy, seem like the best way to get off the farm.  I sure was glad when
you walked into the bar tonight Dale."

I listened to what was almost like a true confession and asked him "Brian,
how many men you been in bed with?"

"I knew you were going to ask me that. Does it make any difference if I tell
you that you're the first?" Brian said a little worried and sheepishly.

"No not really. We all have to start with someone. I had kind of figured it
out by he way you were talking in the bar and when I got here you almost
attacked me."

"To tell you the truth Dale, I didn't think you were going to follow me. I
don't know what I would have done then except come on back here and jerk off
again. You are the first guy I ever approached and I wasn't sure if you
liked me."

"Well Brian, with you rubbing that long cock in your pants and then
squeezing mine like you did was enough. I was just about as horny as you.
Hell, teenagers are always horny but I was worried about how old you were.
You do have a pretty good looking piece of meat on you and your damned
cute."

"Yeah, I am pretty big but not as thick as yours is. You look like my
brother and he is huge. We jerked off together and when he got hard it was
something. I guess he has over 8" but we never measured. The bad thing is I
wanted to suck him off. " Brian said.

"Did you tell him you were gay?" I said as I ran my hands over his stomach
feeling his cock starting to get hard again.

"Yeah, I told him and he told me I better not let dad find out about it.
That's another reason I joined the Navy."

We laid there a little longer feeling each other and my cock started to get
hard again. Brian reached down and started slowly stroking me until I was
hard and then looking at me he said, "Can I suck your cock Dale?"

"You haven't sucked a man's cock before have you Brian?"

"No but I want too. Let me please."

I rolled over on my back while Brian sat up and leaning down he took me in
his mouth. The thickness made his mouth stretch as he slowly started down on
me but his teeth started scraping the head and I told him to cover them with
his lips and go slow. I was trying to remember the last time I was sucked
off by a virgin and thinking of Ron at the same time. My cock was steel hard
as Brian slowly swallowed until I felt the head touching the back of his
mouth. Brian pushed a little more and I heard him gag. Placing my hand on
the back of his neck, I told him not to try that just yet but suck on what
he could get in his mouth and jerk me off with his hand as he sucked me.

Brian withdrew and said, "I have to learn how sometime, tell me what to do.
I want to get all of you in and down my throat like you did me."

For some reason, I was enjoying the thought of being sucked off by Brian and
my cock sliding down his virgin throat. It was almost like fucking a virgin
ass. Lifting myself up on one elbow, I ran my hand through his hair and down
the back of his neck. "Brian, slide your butt up this way until your chest
is almost parallel with mine and you are looking down my cock to my balls.
When my cock touches the back of your mouth, let it rest for just a moment
and then swallow like you were drinking something and push down at the same
time. You will feel it sort of bending a little and then slide on down slow
not fast. Okay?"

Brian took the head of my cock back in his mouth and I watched the erotic
sight from the faint light coming through the window. My cock felt like it
had expanded and gotten thicker as he slowly slid his lips down pushing my
foreskin back exposing the sensitive glans at the base of the head. Brian
was trying to run his tongue over the length and I felt the head touching
the back of his mouth. I laid back and waited hoping he would be able to
take all of it down his throat. Brian took a deep breath and swallowed as I
helped out by raising my hips slightly as he pushed. The head of my cock
slipped a little further down and Brian sort of gag/heaved but he pushed his
head on down and slowly my cock slipped deeper in his throat until I felt
his nose touching my balls. I held his head gently down as he got used to my
cock being so deep. I felt waves after wave of heat surging up from my groin
covering my body as he worked his throat muscles around the head. Taking my
hand away, Brian started a slow withdrawal and then down again only gagging
slightly as my cock slid downward. With two or three more long slow motions
he was sucking washing my cock the entire length. I groaned at the pleasure
that was coursing through my veins and I could feel my balls churning in
their sac slowly drawing as my juices started to rise getting ready to
explode and fill his gullet. I looked down and Brian was jerking his cock
off in tempo with his sucking of mine and I slipped over the edge my cock
hardening and gushing streams of my nut sacs cream. Brian swallowed but the
load was more then he could handle and it started pouring from his mouth
into my thick pubic bush. The feelings were so intense I held his head in
place as I felt the last stream gushing and my cock starting to soften.
Brian had moaned as he climaxed shooting more of his cream up on his chest
and stomach. The electric shock of his moaning increased the exotic feeling
of his mouth sucking on me.

Brian squeezed his lips tight around my shaft as I had done him while my
cock slipped from his mouth as he withdrew falling back with his head
resting next to mine his breathing coming in great heaving gasps slowly
returning to normal as he relaxed. I ran my hand over his smooth muscled
chest spreading his cum, mixing it with the sweat. Leaning over Brian's body
I licked the cum and sweat from his pectoral muscles feeling his body
tighten and a low moan escape from his lips. I couldn't help but think Ron
might be just like this and I felt just a little guilty after what we had
just done together and the way Brian seemed to trust me.

Licking most of the cum off of his chest I kissed him and again my tongue
dropped some of his cum on his tongue. Swallowing what I had given him Brian
opened his eyes and I could see in the soft dark depths a pride.

Lifting his body over mine, Brian kissed me softly his eyes still shining
and said, "That was awesome Dale, thanks for letting me do it and helping me
out."

"I didn't do anything, you did it all Brian. I really enjoyed it."

"You told me how and you pushed your hips up just as I was about to quit. I
didn't think I could take all of you like you did me." Brian said.

"Brian." I said. "When you are having sex with someone, just take it slow
and easy. There is no need to rush it. Both you and your partner will enjoy
it more that way. Feel it, enjoy it and there will be greater pleasure for
both of you."

I started to get out of the bed and Brian took my arm. Looking at me, he
said, "You don't have to go you know. Why not stay here with me?

"I wasn't leaving Brian. I wanted to get a towel and wet it down so we could
wipe ourselves off unless you want to take a shower down the hall?"

"Lets take as shower, I want to look at you some more."

We both grabbed a towel and wrapped them around our waists covering up still
slightly hard cocks. Slipping shoes on, Brian got his key and we went out of
the room. Nobody was in the hallway at that time of the evening but we still
tried to move quietly. The shower room was empty and turning on the water we
both soaped up paying particular attention to our cocks and balls. The water
glistened on both of us and I could see that Brian was almost as tall as me.
The muscles rippled on his back and chest as he ran his soapy hands over his
body. The sensual display was erotic and I could feel a surging in my cock
seeing him starting to get hard from massaging his body. Brian had a really
nice body and seemed to enjoy showing it and I could see his eyes running
over me. We both stood there under the hot water and slowly stroked our
cocks looking into each others eyes. I watched Brian increasing his tempo
and I could feel the telltale thickening and hardening that was the prelude
to another body consuming climax. Brian's eyes were glued on my hand as I
matched him stroke for stroke the steam billowing up around us. With just
the hint of warning my head snapped back and my hips thrust forward as I
felt my cock shooting gobs of cum up and down on the floor of the shower. I
heard Brian groan and I saw his cock jerking letting his juice fly up and
down in huge streams. We moved too each other and kissed passionately as cum
was still flowing from our cocks the hot water seemingly helping in the
passion we both felt. Grinding our hips together we mixed our juices before
the water washed it down the floor drain. All thoughts of Ron had left my
head in the passion of having this boy cumming with me.

The Turks knew what having a boy for sex was all about and they weren't
wrong. Sex with a teenage boy always seemed to be more erotic and sensual. I
hadn't shot three loads like I had with someone else in a long time and my
body told me I wanted it. The feeling of being alive with someone coursed
through me like electricity swelling my muscles.

Turning the water off, we dried off returning to Brian's room. Brian turned
the covers back and we slid between the sheets. He snuggled close and I
could feel his heart beating as he breathed slow with his head resting on my
chest. After a few minutes he moved and looking at me he said, "Dale, do you
think we might see each other again? I hate thinking we might not."

Laying there for a few minutes thinking before I answered, "do I tell him or
not?"

"Dale, is something wrong? Did I say the wrong thing just now?"

"No Brian. You didn't say the wrong thing, not really. You told me you were
on your way home for leave didn't you? Where do you go after your leave?"

"I'm supposed to report to someplace in Norfolk, Virginia called the Naval
Receiving Station. Something about training and all that stuff from what I
can understand. I wanted to get on a ship but not now I guess." Brian said.

" You'll find all that stuff out when you get there I guess Brian. How are
you going home, bus, train? You hanging around for the rest of the weekend?"
I said.

"No, I'm leaving in the morning on Greyhound. It takes about 6 hrs from here
to Concord and then my brother will meet me. I've only got 13 days at home
left on my leave before I got to report down there. Do you live here Dale?
I'd sure like to see you again if I can."

"Sorry Brian, I live in Ohio, just here on business and I leave on Monday.
If you are catching a bus in the morning, you better get some sleep." I said
getting out of bed to dress.

"Can't you stay with me Dale? Please."

"Brian, if I stay with you neither one of us will get any sleep. What time
does your bus leave tomorrow, maybe we can have breakfast in the "Y"
cafeteria before you leave."

"I have to catch the bus at 10:30. I sure would like for you to stay
though."

"Get some sleep Brian and I'll meet you in the morning, 8 o'clock be okay?"
I said running my eyes over his body. I was tempted but knew it was best to
break clean.

"Okay Dale. If you can't stay with me, I'll see you in the morning."

I kissed him quick on the forehead and slipped out of the room without
looking back or I might have changed my mind.

I almost ran up the steps to my room on the 4th floor. Stripping down and
getting into bed, my mind was racing thinking all kinds of stuff. I had met
Ron in the pool and made a date for next weekend and then got myself into
trouble having sex with Brian even though I knew he was in the Navy. The kid
was great but I didn't want to get in any deeper when he started talking
about us seeing each other again. First timers like Brian don't really know
what gay sex is all about other then being in bed with another man. He was
heading for Norfolk and there was not much of a chance we would ever meet
again. Besides, I thought, I still wanted to keep that date with Ron and
hoped he would show up. I pulled the sheets up over me and slowly slipped
off into sleep holding my half hard cock thinking of Brian and then Ron and
his gorgeous body.

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