Date: Mon, 12 Apr 2021 21:26:41 +0000
From: acgib1943 <acgib1943@protonmail.com>
Subject: Swabbie and Marine C-10

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Swabbie and Marine C-10

	Jake let us know we needed to plan for Tyler's time with us. We
were worn out from yesterday's sex exercises and today's classes. We agreed
that we had broken the No minors rule with his brothers. Twelve year old
Tyler would sleep on the couch and we took an oath to support each other in
keeping our cocks out of him and his out of us. We learned later that the
future was not ours to decide. It had its own agenda.

	Tuesday, I arranged for Tyler to have access to Western's study
services. The lady there assured me they could help a student who had study
deficits. We went to Western and were sponsoring Tyler, so he could use the
services, as long as one of us stayed with him. Jake arranged combat
training at the university center. A fee was needed which we chipped in to
pay.

	Wednesday, after lunch, Tyler texted his brother. Their dad was not
driving them. His buddy's brother was bringing him and Fitch to Western
while the brother visited a girl on campus. Fitch would stay until the
brother left the following Sunday. The two twelve year olds would room with
us.

	Jake looked upset. "That shit Tyler never lets anyone know
anything."

	"Calm down. We got this," I told Jake.

	Having been a Corporal of Marines, I was good at assigning and
delegating tasks. By three o'clock we had included Fitch in our plans for
study skills and basic combat training. I could assist with combat training
being I had been a Marine infantry squad leader and trained in hand-to-hand
combat.

	Back in our room, waiting for the guys, Jake growled, "I'll kill
that little shit."

	"Well at least we were able to swap a twin bed for our couch out of
the storage room," Stew said.

	"Yeah, you swabbies were always good at midnight requisitions."

	That comment brought puzzled looks from our civilian boyfriends.

	Stew smiled, "Midnight requisitioning means taking stuff without
getting caught."

	Ethan bumped his lover. "Means stealing." Stew gave Ethan a fake
wounded look.

	"Tyler texted me. Five minutes."

	We headed for the entrance not sure if we wanted Fitch's brother to
see our room in case he had issues. Their car stopped in the circle and all
piled out. Saying we were shocked at what we saw was putting things mildly.

	First, Tyler was dressed in black jeans that were molded to his
legs, His shirt was pink with blue stripes, His lips were pink, his gold
eyeliner outlined his eyes, he had a barbell accessory in each ear. His
hair was spiked and looked like it would never be flat. His black
Doc. Martens made him as tall as Jake.

	Second, Fitch was almost a carbon of Tyler except he had a black
buttoned shirt that showed his developing chest as if he had no shirt
on. Like Tyler he wore Doc. Martens and instead of barbells his ears had
studs running over the top. I lost count at five in each ear. Fitch's face
was as decorated as Tyler's only his lips were a deep purple.

	The driver shook our hands looking relieved to have arrived.

	"I'm Brett. I have to run. I'm late for my date. I'll pick my
brother up next Sunday. I'll text him the time. They are great kids. Take
care of them." Then turning to look at the boys, he continued. "Behave and
listen and do as you are told." Then he grabbed his brother's cheeks and
kissed his lips. Fitch pulled Brett into a hug that was decidedly not a bro
hug.

	Tyler was next to say goodbye and he gave Brett the same
treatment. I saw both of them swapping spit and tongue.

	Brett left. Tyler turned to Jake, walked to his brother, and gave
him a kiss with tongue that staggered Jake. The rest of us stood gaping.

	"Fitch, this is my brother Jake." Jake held out his hand only Fitch
ignored it, stepped in, and gave Jake a kiss with tongue and his arms
wrapped around Jake, hugging him hard.

	I found my voice and told everyone that we should go to the room.

	When we arrived, the boys looked at the room. "Do you guys all
sleep together?" Tyler asked and examined the study room and the bed. "Is
this for Fitch and me?"

	"If that's okay. I mean, you guys are okay sleeping with each
other?" His brother said still in shock.

	"Oh, it's more than okay. Isn't it buddy?"

	"Fitch looked at Tyler. "Oh yeah, buddy." Turning to us Fitch
asked, "Do care if we are naked when we sleep?"

	Tyler looked at Jake. "It's okay isn't it? We have been boyfriends
since sixth grade. We don't know much about what to do. I saw Jake and
Scott at our house that one time. Brian and Andy said you guys could teach
us more stuff. They showed us some stuff this week. Not much as we were too
busy getting piercings. Like them? They are awesome, don't you think?"

	None of us were able to talk looking at these kids. I guess we
could call them Goth youth. Jake finally found his voice.

	"You two are twelve. The five of us promised with an oath not to do
anything sexual with you."

	Tyler looked at Fitch then took his hand and kissed it. "We only
want you to show us and guide us. Brian said that they did not wear clothes
in the room. Can we undress?"

	Jake barely nodded. Then without any hesitation Tyler turned to
Fitch and undressed him. Fitch did the same to Tyler. I looked at two naked
twelve year old boys, partially chubbed, neither having significant pubic
hair and both had their arms around each other's waists. I gaped at their
cocks. The two boys could be twins. Both were six inches, thin, and
uncut. That was way too big for a twelve year old. I almost them to produce
their birth certificates.

	Jake was the first to break our trance. "Are those real?"

	I knew he was referring to the tattoos both boys sported just above
the crease where their legs met their torsos. Tyler had a rainbow and Fitch
had a unicorn. In that area, if they were real, the needles had to have
hurt.

	They ran their fingers over each other's ink and nodded.

	"You won't tell dad will you?"

	"How did you get them. You are not eighteen."

	"No shit, Jake. We are twelve. We have a friend whose brother, he's
twenty-two, inks people. He let us into his shop after hours. He did these
for free on the condition he could give us each blow jobs. I think he was
upset that we did not cum in his mouth. That was before we developed
cum. Now we spurt. Not much, but we enjoy each other's taste."

	Jake said he had to sit down. Ethan and Stew already were on the
floor. Bob's hand was draped over my shoulder. We were all in shock. Stew
and I had our service tattoos. The other boys had none.

	Tyler smiled at us. "Brian told me you guys are always naked in
here. Go for it. We want to look at older boys. Can we touch you, please?"

	We shrugged and undressed. The boys looked at us. I felt myself
hardening. Jake was full on hard. The rest were not far behind We were
rapidly joining the boys who were full hard their six inches growing to
what looked like almost seven inches.

	"Tyler, they are so hot. Look. They are shaved. You want to shave?"

	"Can we," Tyler asked. "Guys, three of you are not inked. Want to
get inked while we are here. We want to choose the design. Can we?"

	We dressed and went to the cafeteria to eat. Tyler and Fitch were
the recipients of a few sideways glances but nothing severe.

	"Jake, you liked my tattoo. I thought quite a while before
deciding. Fitch and I discussed the entire thing. We decided to both get
inked at the same time. The guy who did them told us we needed to be
totally naked when he inked us. We figured what the heck. He was blowing us
after anyway, so why not. We were both hard the entire time. Our friend,
whose brother did the art, played with himself while he watched. His
brother blew him after he did us and we watched. Fitch and I hugged each
other while they did that. You won't tell dad, will you?"

	I rarely saw my boyfriend at a loss for words. When his brother
finished such an open story, I think Jake lost his speaking powers.

	"Promise you won't tell dad, pretty please."

	"Tyler. Give Jake time to process what you just told him. He needs
to digest everything before he responds. Nobody has their twelve-year old
brother describe in detail to their older brother all the stuff you told
him."

	"He's my brother," Tyler said. I know he likes dick, both ways. I
saw you guys at the house when you stayed over. I thought I could let him
know everything. Fitch and I do the jack off stuff and have tried blow jobs
but neither of us are any good at it. We either bite or scrape our dicks
with our teeth. Jake could teach us how to do that plus other stuff. You
guys could help, you know, give us pointers. Also, you might show us better
ways to masturbate."

	We stared at this cute twelve-year old and his boyfriend, who now
was rubbing him in that special spot while we talked and ate.

	I could see Jake trying to ignore the masturbation session taking
place under the table.

	"Tyler. I want you to know I love you," Jake told him. "I need to
get used to the changes and your openness since I was home. I like your
looks. The eyeliner and lip gloss are perfect for you. Fitch, yours is cool
too. I won't tell dad as long as what happens here is kept quiet. Did that
tattoo hurt much?"

	Jake's language was disjointed, as if he were lost watching watched
Tyler moving as became ready to orgasm. Tyler's eyes were narrowed and he
stiffened. I could tell Fitch was having a ball getting Tyler to cum at our
dinner table with us watching. Tyler's eyes shut and his mouth went slack
with the signs of a boy cumming. Fitch stroked him all the way through his
release. Jake choked. The rest of us watched. These kids had no limits in
what they wore, did, or talked about. Then, to orgasm in front of college
kids, one of whom was his brother, and in the cafeteria at the dinner
table, was not what we needed to see.

	Tyler leaned over and kissed Fitch. "Thanks."

	"Uh, you want to go somewhere to clean up," Jake asked?

	"Naw. This happens a lot. I'm used to it. If I do Fitch or he does
me at the start of a class, we have to sit in our cummy pants all
period. It dries. Why clean ourselves when we have classes together and do
it all the time. One day we made each other cum in every class and during
lunch. One class I got Fitch to cum twice."

	Ethan said, "You two are so full of shit. You are making this
up. No one does that in class that many times."

	Fitch took Tyler's hand putting it between his legs. I saw Tyler's
arm begin to rub.

	Tyler looked at Ethan "Nope. That was our record day. Most days we
cool it. We do it during lunch, then in one class before lunch and in one
after. After school we go to one of our homes. We've tried blowjobs but we
are not so good. We usually jack each other off or get naked and lay on
each other and rub one out." Fitch moaned beginning to get that glassy eye
stare.

	Almost there buddy, harder, faster. I'm, Oh Ty. Mmmmm."

	Fitch stiffened and his middle humped the table edge. Tyler kept
stroking until Fitch told Tyler to stop. After both boys smiled at each
other and kissed. I was positive five college guys were going to need to do
major adjustments before leaving the table.

	Tyler looked at us. "I'm ready for a lesson. Can we head back to
the room? It's still early."

	As soon as we were in the room, the kids stripped each other. They
both smelled like sex. Their underpants were wet and each one held the
other's pants to their nose and inhaled. I began to think sex lessons were
less important than restraint lessons. We were lounging naked. I started.

	"You two are way too open about this sex stuff." Tyler looked as if
he were about to say something as did Fitch. I held my hand to forestall
any talk from these two.

	"Everything you are doing is great only there is a problem. You
need to pick the time and place. Some kids your age might be okay seeing
you do stuff. Adults have a different viewpoint. They may even consider
your activities wrong and try to do something to split you up."

	Tyler looked at Jake. "Dad would be okay. He and mom are always
encouraging us to release our feelings and experience life and love. They
know we fool around."

	Fitch did not look as buoyant. "My dad is mean. He still spanks me
sometimes. He has threatened to use a belt if I really fuck up. I do not
want to think what he would do if he found out about this stuff. He just
got used to my look. He blamed Tyler. I convinced him I learned it at
school. Brett's cool with me and Ty. He joins us when dad is gone. For a
brother, he is pretty open. He is straight so he does not know how to do
gay stuff. He likes to watch us and rubs one out while we fool around. We
offered to do him, but he laughed at us. We'll get him when he is asleep."

	"Look, both of you." Stew broke in. "You two have the most
interesting and refreshing attitude. I, we, like you. However, you need to
practice controlling your desires and speech. Being open is fine. Being
open where you can get in real trouble is not fine."

	Turning his attention to Jake, he said, "What say we do lesson one
now?"

	"No lessons unless you both promise to tone down your behavior
outside this room."

	Tyler looked at his brother. "Do we have to change our looks?"
Nope. They're fine.

	"Can we kiss outside the room?" Yep. But no tongue.

	"Can we hold hands?" Anytime.

	"Anything else Big Brother?" My Jakey blushed at the next one and
Fitch and Tyler smirked when he told them the last one. You cannot rub each
other between your legs in public.

	I watched my boyfriend swallow and look as if he wished he did not
have to give the kids these rules. I wondered how he would talk to our own
kids when they were teenagers or younger.

	"Go shower, both of you," I told them. They almost skipped together
into the bathroom.

	I looked at Jake. "Kids."

	When they walked into the bedroom, both drying themselves, they sat
on the bed. With their makeup off and hair wet and messy, they looked so
young.

	"Jake? Could you shave us. We want to look like you guys."

	Jake looked at the kids for a time. "You two just grew your
hair. You want to shave it?"

	Fitch looked with seriousness at Jake and me. "Not just our pubic
hair. All our body hair except our eyebrows and top of our heads."

	"Yeah guys. Please, now. Do it while our skin is soft from the
shower."

	"Get on the toilet one of you. The other one sit on the ledge in
the shower."

	Ethan shaved Fitch. I shaved Tyler. Both boys were hard the entire
time and both were humping as if they wanted to cum by the time we finished
their legs.

	"I am so ready to jack off," Fitch moaned. "Me too buddy," Tyler
echoed. "You guys show us some good ways to jack off?"

	I shook my head in wonder. These two had cum no more than an hour
before in the cafeteria. Jake who had been watching the procedure told the
boys to get on our bed and sit next to each other, thigh to thigh. He asked
them how they jacked off. They made the universal up and down motion.

	"Okay, guys. Let me show you the twisting motion first. But you
cannot cum. You gotta wait. If you are able to wait, I have something else
to introduce to you two horndogs. Have you ever given or received blow
jobs?"

	Fitch said, "We tried a couple of times but we bit each other. We
kiss and jack off." Tyler looked at his buddy. "We like to give naked hugs
and rub against each other."

	Ethan and I showed them how to jack off using the up and down means
but with adding a twist to their hands We added they should put their thumb
over their tip as they did this. After they had that technique down well,
we had them apply it to each other. I knew we had agreed not to do anything
with them. I was pretty turned on watching these two moaning and moving
their hips. I could tell they were close. Seeing their hairless bodies so
turned on and the boys kissing and moaning was giving me a serious case of
jitters. I looked at my cock. It was leaking. Jake kissed the tip and
licked the juice.

	Ethan positioned the boys for their first sixty-nine experience
after instructing them in the techniques of giving a blow job. He told them
hold each other's butt cheeks while they were sucking. He finished by
saying they were not to stop until they swallowed the cum their lover
produced.

	"Be sure to cover the teeth with your lips."

	Ethan called Stew and Bob to watch. These kids might be rookies,
but they sure had each other under control. I could not watch any more. I
sank down and began sucking Jake. Bob came over and stood by Jake, his arm
around his waist. I switched between both their hard dicks.

	"Oh, fuck." Ethan groaned and pushed Stew on the other bed kissing
him. "Lift your legs." Ethan licked his boyfriend's hole before inserting
his fingers, first one, then two, and finally three twisting them causing
Stew to demand Ethan fuck him. Ethan did, ramming in Stew without a stop
and bottoming totally. Ethan was an out of control fucking beast for a
young guy. Both of them had their heads looking at the preteens doing a
sixty-nine on the bed across from them.

	Stew blasted first with a mighty groan and Ethan came a moment
later groaning and moaning. Jake blasted my throat. Bob splashed my face. I
came on Bob's stomach.

	The boys were right behind us. Tyler and Fitch detached from each
other to look at us through hazy eyes while licking their lips.

	Tyler looked at the college guys and said. "Well, so much for not
doing anything around twelve-year olds."