Date: Sat, 28 Aug 1999 20:06:23 -0700 (PDT) From: rimpigfl Subject: My Dad, the Marine Disclaimer: If you don't like male/male sex, then don't read this. If you're "too young" maybe you should read on so that you can learn something of what kind of fun there is when you play around with other guys. But if you're going to play - PLAY SAFE! This is a story. Nobody's going to get a disease in it or from it. If you like it, E-mail and tell me. If you don't, don't bother - flames ignored. E-mail: rimpigfl@yahoo.com My Dad, the Marine by RimPig 1999 Part 3 "Mike, where the fuck are you?" I heard my best friend and lover, Hank, calling me. My name's Mike Hewitt. Sgt. Mike Hewitt of the USMC. Hank is Sgt. Hank Loring, also USMC. We've been together ever since my bitch ex-wife divorced me and took my son because she just couldn't deal with life as a Marine wife. Too bad! She really freed me to be who I really am. It would have been perfect, except she managed to keep me from seeing my son. I called him "Grunt" when he was a toddler. He's fifteen now and lives in Ohio with his mother and Grandparents on their family farm. "I'm out here, Hank. On the back porch." I was sitting in my favorite chair looking out at the backyard of our house in Oceanside, CA where we live and where we both work as trainers at Camp Pendleton. "Hey, Mike! The phone's for you. Long distance." I got up and walked into the house wondering who the fuck would be calling me long distance. I picked up the phone, identified myself and heard the voice of my cunt ex-wife. I was very shocked that she was calling. She never does. For just a moment, I got scared that there was something wrong with my son. But no, the bitch has found a rich guy to marry. Big fucking deal! But then it turned out to be a BIG FUCKING DEAL!!! The asshole she's marrying doesn't want my son, Grunt, around so she's asking me if I would take him. Would I take him??? I tried to fight for custody 10 years ago when we divorced! I wanted nothing more in my life than to have my son with me! Of course, I'll take him. "But on one condition, Linda. This is permanent custody. I don't want you coming back 6 months or a year from now and wanting him back!" I told her. "Don't worry about it. He won't hardly even talk to me anymore. All he talks about is you and the only one he'll talk to is Daddy. I guess gene's will out. He's another you!" she said, her voice dripping with bitchiness. Well, that's my fucking ex-wife - Bitch Personified. No wonder the kid won't talk to her! I don't blame him. I sure wouldn't if I didn't have to. "Ok, just so long as we understand each other. Since you have custody, have your bloodsucking attorney draw up the papers and FedEx them out here." I told her. She agreed and we rapidly closed the conversation. We didn't want to converse with each other one second longer than necessary. "Hey, Hank!" I called. "Yeah!" came the answer from the back porch. I walked out and saw Hank draped across a chaise lounge wearing nothing but a jock. The view almost took my breath away, as it always has. Hank is fucking gorgeous! He's 6 foot 3, just an inch shorter than me and, where my hair is blond, his is strawberry with the most beautiful crystal green eyes. His body is just about perfect. Huge pec's and a washboard stomach with arms and shoulders that could crush anybody they wanted to. But those same arms can give the greatest hugs I've ever felt. Sure feelings of love come from those arms. And they've been mine for 10 years and for all that time, I've been completely happy. Except for not being part of my son's life. Now, that was about to change. Life was about to become perfect! "Hank, you'll never guess!" I exclaimed. "What did the Cunt of the Western World want?" he said grinning. He knew that it had been my ex-wife when he saw my reaction to the voice on the telephone. "You're never going to believe this. The bitch has found some rich guy to marry her but he doesn't like my kid being part of the deal. So, she wants me to take Grunt permanently! He's coming to live with me!" I enthused. "Ah....you mean to live with US, don't you?" Hank said. "Well, yeah! To live with US! Of course, with us!" I said, not understanding what Hank was driving at. "Mike, when you come down off that I'm going to be a Daddy' cloud, I might point out that this situation could pose some real problems." he said to me with a steady gaze. "What kind of problems?" I asked, not understanding what he was driving at. "Well, for one, how are you going to explain' me? Am I going to be Uncle Hank', Daddy's live-in cocksucker?" he said with just a touch of sarcasm in his voice. "And, while you're at it, how are you going to explain the fact that Daddy and Uncle Hank sleep in the same bed? If I remember correctly, Grunt should be about 15 now. Not an age where it's considered cool' to find out you're Daddy's a fag." My pink cloud' crashed in flames. Hank was right. How the fuck was I going to explain to my son that his Dad preferred guys? "Look, Mike, I don't want to rain on your parade but, this could cause some real problems - not just for us but maybe for him, too." "Well, you've already drowned the damned parade, lover. But you're right. I just wasn't thinking. Now, what I am going to do? I've already told the bitch I'd take him. And besides, you know how much I've wanted to be close to the boy. What am I gonna do?" I slumped down on the foot of Hank's chair. Hank moved forward and put his strong arms around me. The smell of his body started my cock growing, the same way it always does, even as depressed as I now was. Hank could reach me when no one else ever could. That's why I've always treasured his love. "What you're going to do, Big Boy" whispered Hank into my ear, resting his stubbly chin on my shoulder, which sent chills through me and made my damned cock grow even more, "is to be this boy's Daddy and love him the way you've always wanted to. And, no matter what, we will find a way to work all this out - together. The same way we've faced everything for 10 years." "Oh, Hank, I love you so much. I can't make it without you! I hate like fuck to ever admit that, but it's the truth and you already know it. And as much as I love my son, if he can't take the fact that you're the best thing that ever happened to me and that I love you...well...he'll just have to get over it!" I said with much more conviction than I was really feeling at the moment. "Look, Mike, first of all, you've always told me that the boy's Grandpa has always told you that the boy talks about nothing but you. He loves you. He's always wanted to live with you. Maybe that desire will be enough to help him get over it. After all, he's already been dumped by the same bitch that dumped you!" Hank said, poking me in the ribs. "Yeah, maybe you're right. I sure hope so. I do love him. I've always wanted him with me. But I don't know if I could stand him hating me because I was gay. I just couldn't take that." "Kids today have a lot more open minds than when we were growing up. Being gay is not the horrible thing it used to be. Look at all the cities and states that have granted us equal rights. Why in some places there are even domestic partnership' laws that are practically legalized marriage for gay people. Don't count this kid out, yet. How do you know? He could be gay, too. You know they say it's genetic." "Wouldn't that be a real kick in the ass!" I laughed. "So what do we do if he's gay and falls in love with me?" I joked. "Well, I guess I'd just have to learn to share you!" Hank chuckled and socked me in the arm. "Hey! What's with the physical abuse?" I said socking him back in the gut. Of course, hitting Hank in the gut was just about like slamming your fist into a brick wall. Hank grabbed me and we ended up wrestling on the deck of the porch. We got nice and sweaty and neither of us was able to pin the other, but I ended up on top of him grinding my horny and hard cock into his jock-covered crotch. I looked down at the face of the man that I loved almost more than life itself and quickly mashed my lips against his and pushed my tongue against his lips forcing him mouth open to me. He tasted like Hank, the best flavor in the world. We kissed deeply for a while Hank slid his hands into the back of my BDU shorts and started massaging my ass and stroking his finger down the sweaty trench, teasing my hole. I slid down and started nibbling and sucking at his sensitive neck and he arched his back, moaning satisfyingly. Next I moved down to his extremely sensitive, red nipples which were as hard as 45 cal. bullets and I chomped down on the left one. "Ahhhh!" Hank screamed in ecstasy. I always knew how to get him screaming. And I wasn't about to stop. I wanted to fuck him and I fully intended to follow the Marine prime directive' - Fuck it deep! Fuck it hard! Fuck it again! I moved back and threw his legs up and buried my face in his sweaty, musky ass. This was the essence of Hank that I loved the best! The fragrance of his manly ass went through me like a hit of good poppers, making my dick steel hard. I forced my tongue though his tight hole and feasted on his ass. I tasted the tang of the inside of his ass and packed as much spit as I could up it. It was all the lube he was going to get. I didn't intend to go in the bedroom and get the bottle that we kept on the bedside table. I wanted his ass and I wanted it NOW!! And I could tell the way he was moaning, he wanted my cock in his ass just as much as I wanted to put it there. "Fuck me, Mike! Fuck me HARD!!! Shove that goddamn log of yours up my ass and pound me like a Marine!" These beggings were music to my ears. I ripped down my BDU's, spit on my hand and wet my cock. I skinned back the foreskin and shoved all my 10 thick inches in his ass in one strong push. I heard Hank grunt in pain and pleasure as I battered past his opening and slid home to where my cock felt best in all the world. Without stopping, I pulled back and began to pound his butt just as he begged me to. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Hank chanted as his head flew back and forth and his hands grabbed hold of his sensitive tits, mashing them between his fingers. As he did, his hole tightened down on my cock, but to no avail. My hips flew forward with all my strength and I continued to ram my cock deep in and out of his ass. This was not making love. This was pure, animal sex. The sweat and sex smells started to rise from our bodies and hit my nose and took me over the top. I began to blow my load into Hank's writhing guts and watched in amazement as his cock began spitting cum all over us without him even touching himself. I rested above him dripping sweat. Hank reached up, ran his finger down my nose collecting the wetness and put his finger in his mouth. "Mmmmmm. Essence of Sweaty Marine. My favorite flavor." he grinned. I looked down at him and suddenly felt his ass muscles clenching around my still hard cock. "You keep that up, and your gonna get it again!" I growled at him. His answer was non-verbal, but very effective. My cock boned hard again and I began driving it in and out of his wet ass as hard as I could. "Take that, slut! That will teach you to play with my affections!" I swore at him. "Yeah, Big Boy? You think that you can keep it hard long enough?" he challenged me. I didn't answer. I just concentrated on trying to shove my cock all the way to his fucking throat! He quickly lay moaning just like the butt-slut he is and moving his talented ass like he had hips made of large ball bearings. "Think you can fuck with me, do you!" I grunted. "I'll fuck your ass til it falls off!" "Just shut up and fuck me! HARD!" I'm a good Marine who can always follow directions. So I shut up and concentrating on pounding his butt as hard as I could. I watched his face and he looked at me. He was lost in pure lust but stilled his eyes bore right through me. Suddenly the lust began to build in each of us. My rhythm increased and I quickly was reaching my peak again. "Fuck! I'm cummin', Hank!" "Meeee Toooo!!!" he howled and I felt his ass tighten as his cock spewed cum again, this time all over my chest. It was all it took to carry me over the edge with him. I spewed my cum into his already cummy guts until I could feel my load starting to drip out of his ass around my cock. I collapsed on top of him and we lay there in sweaty exhaustion. I suddenly thought that we would not have the chance to do this for much longer. After Grunt came to live with us, this type of impromptu orgy would not be a good idea. At least while Grunt was at home. "I love you, Hank" I panted. "I'm the luckiest fucking jarhead in the world!" "No you're not," Hank whispered. "I am. I found the best fuck in the United States Marine Corps and he loves me. What could be better than that?" We kissed gently, slowly exploring each other's mouths and sharing the glow of the moment. No matter what was to come, there was no way I would ever give this up! The next morning, after we shared a morning 3 mile run and breakfast, Hank and I went over to the base. I wanted to talk to Col. James Henderson, my CO. With my son coming to stay, I was going to need some time off so that we could get to know each other. And I was going to need some advice about schools for Grunt to attend. Hank and I also needed to go shopping for furniture for the 3rd bedroom in the house which had been a junk room and which now would be Grunt's bedroom. There were so many things to think about and do before he arrived. I began to feel like the planning and logistics for Desert Storm was simpler! "Well, Mike, come on in. What can I do for you?" Col. Henderson asked as I walked into the outer office. "Well, Colonel, I need to talk to you about something." "Have a seat, Sergeant, and tell me what's on your mind." He closed the door, allowing us to speak more intimately. "Jim, I just got a call my ex-wife. She's getting re-married and her new husband doesn't want my son, so she's finally going to let me finish raising him." "That's wonderful, Mike! Congratulations! Hold old is he now?" "He's 15, Jim. But I haven't seen him since he was 5 years old. Except for a few hours when he was 12. That visit was a disaster, however. My ex-wife and I got into a fight and I just left. I felt bad, but I just couldn't go through another scream-fest with her and I ended up not spending any time with my son at all because of it." "Unfortunate, Mike. Do you have any idea how your son feels about you?" "Well, according to my former father-in-law, he talks about me all the time. He's really proud of his Dad being a Marine and says that he wants more than anything to live with me." "Well, that's sounds great, Mike! But I've got one question. What about Hank?" Colonel Henderson was one of the few officers who knew for sure that Hank and I were lovers. There was a good reason for this. Both Hank and I had sex with him, separately before we met and together in some really hot 3-ways after. In fact, the Colonel was a frequent guest at our home and those visits often ended with the 3 of us engaging in really hot sex. Even though there was a Mrs. Henderson, her husband still liked male sex as well. Maybe best. "He's just as happy as I am. He understands how much Grunt means to me." "Yes, but will the boy understand how much Hank means to you?" "He'll have to. I won't give up Hank for anyone. Not even him. We've put 10 years of hard work into this relationship and I'm not going to allow anything to harm that." "I understand, Mike. But it may not be an easy transition for the boy." "I know that, Jim, but I don't know what the fuck I can do about it!" "I've got a suggestion. I know of this psychologist who's gay. He understands these kind of situations - and he understands the military because he's was a jarhead himself at one time." "Which is when I take it you first met him? Hmm, Jim?" "Well, he was the cutest little 19 year old PFC you ever saw and had the dick of death on him. I just couldn't resist!" Col. Henderson chuckled. "He left the service, got his degree and has been very successful. He might well be able to help you." "Well, it's worth a shot. Almost anything is worth a shot. I want this to work so bad." "Mike, I understand. Trust me. David is a really good guy to talk to." "Ok, Jim. Can you hook me up with him?" "His name is Dr. David Best. Here's his phone number. You give him a call yourself when you have the chance. Use my name. Tell him I sent you. OK?" "Sir! Yes, Sir!" I answered just like the greenest boot. We both laughed. "The only other thing I'm going to need, Jim, is some time off so my son and I can get re-acquainted." "Well, Mike, I think that can be arranged. Of course, like everything, those arrangements will have a price." he said, smirking at me. "Oh yeah?" I asked. "And what might that be? As if I didn't know, you horny old man!" "Well, you got that right! This old man is horny! I need some of that nice ripe Marine ass to eat, I'm hungry!" I stood up, dropped my jeans and bent over his desk. We had done this many times before. Jim was a real ass-pig and loved shoving his tongue up my butt. He came around the desk and squatted down to where my sweaty ass was just inches from his nose. "God! I love the smell of Marine ass in the morning!" he said burying his nose in the crack of my butt. He sniffed deep in my ass and then I felt his tongue slip out and begin licking up and down my sweaty ass trench. Stroking his tongue in long swipes, he soon had me boned hard and moaning as he began licking in circles around my sensitive butthole. Before I knew it, he began slowly shoving his tongue through my hole to get at my tasty insides. He licked around inside my ass, mewling in this throat as he tasted the insides of my ass. Then he locked his lips around the rim of my ass and sucked hard as he began using his tongue as a small cock, ramming it in and out of my hole in a hot, rapid tongue-fuck. "Oh yeah! Eat my fuckin' hole, man! Fuck me with that tongue! Suck out my ass, you fuckin' ass licker! Eat my fuckin butt!" Jim followed orders, just like a raw recruit! He sucked at my ass and tried to jam his tongue all the way up it. My cock was leaking cock-snot all over the desk and I was pushing back to get more of his tongue up my hole while reaching back with both hands speading my butt to give him better access to where I wanted his face. "You keep this up, and I'm gonna blow my load all over your fuckin' desk, ass-licker! Is that what you want or do you want all this Grade A Marine spoonge down your fuckin' throat?" I growled, feeling my hot load rising in my balls as I ground my ass back into his face. "You hold onto that load for a while, Marine!" Jim ordered from somewhere south of my ass. "I have other plans for it!" He dipped down and began licking the back of my ball-sack. I spread my legs wider to give him better access and he reached up and began stroking my cock. "Damn, your fuckin' sweaty balls taste good!" Jim said quietly, almost to himself. "Turn around and let me see if you have any cheese in that cocksock for Daddy!" I turned around and put my wet, slick ass on the edge of his desk. He began licking at the head of my cock while he skinned back my hood' and licked around the underside of the head. I had some head-cheese there for him, having not bothered to wash it off this morning. "Mmmmmm! That is tasty cheese! And what a nice aroma it has! Aged, just the way I like it!" Jim said licking his lips to get all the cock goo he could. He then began licking down my shaft and onto my balls to get more of the cock-honey that was dripping down out of the head of my cock. "You have the sweetest cock-honey in the entire US Marine Corps! I want it all!!!" He said, looking up into my eyes with a look of pure pig-lust! "Well, you know where it is! Swallow that fuckin' cock and take my load, cocksucker!" One of the great turn-on's to sex with Jim was that he liked to be ordered and it was the one chance that this Marine sergeant has to order around a Colonel! "Yes, stud! I want all that Marine weapon down my fuckin' cocksucker's throat! Feed me your fuckin' cum." He buried my cock in his throat with one smooth motion and I could feel the wet-tightness of his talented face-hole. I began fuck-thrusting hard against his face while with both hands I grabbed his head and pulled it hard against my sweaty pubes. "Is that what you want, cocksucker? You want me to fuck your cocksucking mouth! You want me to shoot my load down that fuckin' throat of your? Yeah! faggot, you suck this man's cock!" Jim just kept moaning around the shaft of my cock as it buried itself in and out of his throat. He had his uniform pants open and was stroking the shaft of his uncut 9 inch cock. I felt myself beginning to go. "Here it comes, cocksucker! Hear comes your breakfast. Nice hot cock-juice! Down your throat just like you like it, faggot!" I began spewing my load into his sucking face and he sucked down every drop allowing nothing to escape. "Awwwww Fuuuuccccckkkkkk!" I moaned as I filled his face-hole with my hot load. Jim kept on sucking and pounding his pud. He wouldn't let go of my cock which was getting sensitive. I knew what that meant! "Ohhhh, you haven't had enough for breakfast, huh faggot? You want something to wash it down with!" Jim nodded his head while still sucking on my meat. I relaxed some, and felt a hot load of piss begin to spray out of my cock into his eager, piss-drinking mouth. He went crazy. Sucking, moaning and swallowing all my hot, steamy load of piss. He pounded his cock harder and just when I felt the piss-load begin to give out, he came all over the front of his desk, spraying the wood with a heavy coating of his man-juice. He continued to nurse on the head of my cock until there was no more to be had and then let the sensitive head slip from his lips. "Damn, boy! You've got the sweetest fuckin' piss I've ever tasted! I'm your latrine anytime you need it!" He looked up at me and we both laughed. "Well, I better get going, Jim." I said pulling up my jeans. "Hank's waiting out in the car." "Damn! You should have brought him with you! I would have loved to have had both your loads!" "You just never get enough, do you?" I chuckled. "There is no such thing as enough' in this life!" Jim said with fervor as he stood up and began putting himself back together.. "Well, we'll have you over to the house soon and then you can lick ass, eat cum and drink piss to your heart's content." I said with equal fervor. "And real soon, too!" Outside Hank was waiting for me in my 1978 red Vette. "Well, how'd it go? How's Jim?" "He's fine. Hungry and thristy as usual!" I said laughing. "I figured something like that when you were in there that long! I thought about joining the two of you but figured I could just get you later. So what did he say after he got up off his knees?" Hank lightly punched me in the ribs. "He suggested a gay psychologist who used to be in the Corps. In fact, he was one of Jim's conquests' ages ago when he was a young recruit." "So he thinks you're nuts?" Hank chuckled. "No, he just thought it was a good idea to go and talk to this guy before Grunt gets here and maybe have Grunt talk to him if he has problems adjusting to the situation." "Sounds like a good idea to me." Hank said."After all, it couldn't hurt to get a professional's help on something like this. Especially one who's gay and a jarhead so he'll understand this situation from many different directions." "Yeah, I think you're right. I think I'll give him a call and make an appointment for us to go and talk." "Us? What's with this us', paleface?" Hank looked at me with shock on his face. "Us. You and me. We're both in this, remember. You said it yourself. We would work this out together!". "Me and my big mouth!" Hank growled. "I've managed not to go to a shrink for 32 years! I didn't plan to start now!" "Look, we're not going because we're crazy!" "That's your opinion. This whole thing IS pretty crazy if looked at from some standpoints." Hank joked. "Yeah, I know. But I really need you with me in this. I'm not going to let anything come between us. Nothing!" "Nothing but my cock." Hank said with a sexy grin. I called Dr. Best when I got home and made an appointment for the next afternoon. He had a deep, quiet voice and I found myself liking him right over the phone. He chuckled when I told him that Jim Henderson had recommended him. "So how is Jim doing? I haven't heard from him in the while." "Oh, he's the same as always. Maybe worse." "You don't have to explain! He's got to be the raunchiest, randiest man I've ever met in my life." laughed Dr. Best. "Well, you haven't met me, yet!" I joked back. "Well, I'll be really looking forward to our session tomorrow then!" The next afternoon, Hank and I met at Dr. Bests office. There was no receptionist, just a sign that said to sign in and take a seat. So we sat down and waited. "I'm still not sure I should be here," said Hank. "After all, it's you who's Grunt's Dad. It's going to be his problem dealing with you being gay." "No. It will have just as much to do with you." I said. "We are a team, a partnership. And it is our relationship that Grunt is most likely to have a problem with. After all, without you, my being gay is just a concept. But with you, it becomes a reality that Grunt is going to have to face on a daily basis." "Ok, Ok! I get the message. Well, it said for better, for worse'!" Hank joked. "Wait a minute! We didn't get married'!" "No, we didn't. Wasn't that in the oath we took to be Marines somewhere?" "Nah! That just said for worse and worser!'" I laughed. "Well, I knew it was in there somewhere!" Hank said. I broke up at the look of innocent bewilderment that Hank had on his face. That was one of the things I loved most about him. He always finds a way to crack me up at the most difficult times. Finally, the office door opened and Dr. Best made his appearance. Hank and I both frankly stared. This was not what we expected as a "shrink"! This was an undoubted HUNK! About 6 foot tall with dark brown hair, cut short, with deep brown eyes. A cute nose and a face that any man-lover would fall for in a heartbeat! Even with a suit, it was obvious that his body was well exercised! Broad shoulders tapered to a slim waist. His tight slacks told us all we wanted to know about the all important package. There was a definite bulge of manly proportions there. "I'm Dr. Best. One of you must be Sgt. Hewitt?" "Please, make that Mike, Doctor." I smiled rising to my feet. "As long as you make it David" he said and held out his hand. His grip was strong and the handshake lasted perhaps a few seconds long. "I want you to meet my partner, Hank Loring" I quickly said. "Pleased to meet you! Can I call you Hank? Please call me David." Hank and David shook hands and David ushered us into his well appointed office. Lots of books, real wood and leather. A man's office. We felt right at home. "So, what can I do for you gentlemen?" David asked. "Well," I started, "I was married at one time and we had a son. My wife and I couldn't get along. I wanted to be in the Corps and she hated being a Marine wife. It was after our divorce that Hank and I met and I finally figured out who and what I was. At the time of the divorce, I fought to get custody of my son, but you know how that usually goes. Unless you can prove the mother is a junkie/prostitute with a needle hanging out of her arm right in the courtroom, there's no way that a man can ever get custody of his child. Even when it's a son. Anyway, she moved back to Ohio to live with her family and I stayed in the Corps. Now, she wants to get married again to some rich guy who doesn't want to have anything to do with my son. So she's finally going let me have custody of him. The kid idolizes me from what his Grandpa tells me and I don't want to disappoint him" "And you're afraid of what he's going to think of you and your relationship?" asked David quietly. "Yes. That's it in a nutshell. What do I do if my son hates me because I'm gay? And there's no way that Hank and I are going to hide what we are! We've been together for 10 years and we are very much in love with each other. We're not ashamed of who we are and I'm not going to hide my gayness or my love for Hank from him." "How do you feel about this, Hank?" David asked my partner. "I love Mike. I'm very happy that he can finally have his son, something I know he's always wanted. And I don't want anything to happen to our relationship. But I don't want anything to come between Mike and his son either." "And you feel that you could be that thing' that comes between them?" asked David. "Yes, I am afraid of that." "Or are you afraid that if it did happen, Mike would hate you for causing him to lose his son?" "You're very perceptive." Hank said quietly. "An occupational hazard." said David. "I could never hate you, Hank!" I insisted. "No matter what happened!" "I know you say that now, Mike, but you know how much Grunt means to you!" "Not as much as you do! I've spent 10 years of my life with you. And I damned sure intend to spend the rest of it with you as well." "Oh, Mike, I know that. I just don't want you to be hurt in all of this." Hank put his hand over mine and looked into my eyes with so much love a huge lump started growing in my throat. "Well, guys," David interrupted "before this goes any farther, you might like to know that I don't think you have much to worry about." "Really:?!?!?" we both said at once. "Really. With the love that you have for each other and the intense way that you are willing to support each other, I don't see breaking up your relationship to be an outcome of all this. Not even by your son, Mike. Now, this isn't to say that you might not have a pretty rough time, if the boy has problems with you being gay, but I don't see the relationship going under because of it. Tell me something, why do you think the boy is going to have trouble with you being gay, Mike?" "Well, because he's a kid!" I said. "He isn't really aware yet of what life is all about. He's probably just beginning to question his own sexuality and being different is not something that is to cool' to people his age." "Well, Mike, you could be right. But at the same time, we're not talking about kids in general. We're talking about an individual. Your son. A son you say loves you. Maybe you should approach this from the standpoint of expecting him to accept it rather than preparing for the worst. That can oftentimes be a self-fulfilling prophecy." "So what you're saying," I replied, "Is to just act like this is the most normal thing in the world and that Grunt isn't going to be upset by it?" "That's right. Kids do live up or down to your expectations." David said. "Well, that was easy!" said Hank. "Now what do we do with the rest of the hour?" We all three laughed. "I know what I'd like to do, Doctor" I said looking David right in the eyes. He looked back but nervously, like he might be able to read my mind. "Yes, Mike, what's that?" David said with some trepidation in his voice. "Find out what you really look like without that suit on." I said slowly and directly. "Yeah!" said Hank, "I second that motion!" "Hey, guys!" David said nervously "That's not exactly ethical!" "Why not?" said Hank. "You're not seducing us! We're seducing you! We like jarhead meat - present jarhead or ex-jarhead!" "Can you really turn down an invitation like that?" I asked, grinning wolfishly at the very uncomfortable shrink. "Well, you don't understand. I have to maintain a professional distance from the people that I try to help." David said like he was reciting from the Shrink's Manual of Do's and Don't's". It didn't convince us and I don't think it convinced even him. "But you've already helped us. And we're not coming back. So you're safe from your ethics." I said. Hank, who isn't one who's much for talking, stood up and started pulling his T-shirt over his head. David's attention was immediately drawn to Hank's body. I could see the sweat break out on David's forehead and upper lip. He just stopped functioning. All he could do was look. His body, however, was doing things. Especially between his legs. The mound in his crotch was definitely getting bigger. Without thinking, I watched him reached down and adjusted himself, sending a nice, long cock down the leg of his pants where it continued to stretch out and grow. Next, Hank popped the top button on his cut-off's and pushed them off his hips and let them fall around his ankles. All that was left was an old and well worn jock. His cock was poking out over the top of the elastic and drooling cock-juice down into his crotch. I watched David's reaction. His face got red, his breathing got ragged and he started licking his lips in anticipation of tasting that gorgeous hunk of man-meat. I decided that it was time to take this seduction to another level, so I stood up and pulled off my T-shirt and dropped my jeans to around my ankles. I had no jock on, and David was treated to the view of my hard, uncut cock and large, round hairy balls. The reek of crotch sweat was doubled in the room and I watched David take a deep breath of the smell. He shuddered and closed his eyes for a second. In that time, I walked over and stood right in front of him and let him get a really up-close and personal' view of my hard cock. That's all it took. With a small, strangled whimper David reached out and grabbed my hard cock, pulling it toward his face. He first buried his nose into my balls, sniffing loudly of the musky odor and then began licking the sweat off my nads. He moved his tongue up my shaft licking the cock-snot that drooled down the shaft. He pulled the skin down and began licking the head of my cock as Hank moved over next to us. As David began taking my cock into his mouth, Hank began undressing him. After pulling off his tie and undoing the buttons on his shirt, Hank spread the shirt open, kneeled down and leaned in to begin sucking on David's very prominent nipples. As I had suspected, David's chest was magnificent, large pec's covered with a light sprinkling of dark hair. I stepped back and pulled David out of his chair and onto his knees so he could eat my cock in what I knew he would feel was a more natural position. At the same time, Hank pulled off his jacket and shirt and got down and began unbuttoning his slacks pulling them down and baring his white briefs. Hank pulled them down and began feasting on David's 8 inch cut cock which was standing up at attention. When Hank took David's cock into his throat, David began moaning around my cock in his throat. I grabbed hold of his head with both hands and pulled him all the way down on my cock, burying his nose in my fragrant bush. After a few minutes of this, I decided that I wanted to move onto other territory so I pulled back out of David's hot, sucking mouth and pulled him up to his feet. Hank finished pulling off his pants and underwear so that he was as naked and we were. In the mean time, I took David in my arms and pressed my lips against his and pushed my tongue into his mouth. He quickly began sucking on my tongue as a good little jarhead grunt should. I slipped my hands down his back and squeezed his tight buns. I then began stoking the hot, sweaty cleft between them and began stroking up and down the trench until I found his tight little butthole. At this point, I felt Hank's nose begin to push into the crack of David's ass so I thought I would be helpful and pulled David's cheeks apart to allow Hank better access. I felt Hank move in and David began really moaning into my mouth. This didn't surprise me. I know all too well how Hank can suck ass! He's a virtuoso with his tongue and lips on a butthole. And David was learning it rapidly. I don't know whether he realized at this point what was really happening here. Hank was doing a wonderful job of loosening up and lubing up David's ass with his spit. His tongue would rapidly be replaced with my very hard cock! I gently turned David around so that Hank, who was already in perfect position on his knees, could devour David's cock again while I spit on my cock and moved it toward's this ex-jarhead's eager ass. How did I know it was eager? It was a jarhead ass! And all jarhead asses are eager to be split by the largest cock they can find. Oh, they might not admit it, but lots of things happen in the dark when nobody knows or can talk about what they didn't see. I quickly slid my cock, slick with spit and cock-snot, up David's tight, freshly licked hole. I heard him grunt but he took it like a Marine. I slammed all the way up his tight shithole and reveled in the hot, tight sheath around my cock before I pulled back and started slamming it straight up his hole. At the same time, Hank stood up, turned around, bent over and backed his eager ass right onto David's hard 8 inches. David became the meat in a fuck sandwich, moaning and cussing like the ex-jarhead he is. "Oh, yeah! Fuck my ass HARD! Make my hole burn, man! Fuck it! Fuck it, hard, sir!" "Yeah, grunt! Take this Marine cock up your ass! Shove your cock up that Marine ass in front of you, jarhead! Make that Marine hurt!" We quickly established a rhythm and my forward thrust into David's ass sent his cock pounding into Hank. We were getting close to cumming, but I didn't want it to end this quick. Time to make changes! "MARINE'S! ABOUT FACE!" I screamed out in my best Drill Instructor voice. I yanked my cock out of David's hole, pulling him out of Hank's as I did. I turned around and leaned over, offering my hot ass to David's cock. For a second, he didn't realize what was happening, but when Hank shoved his cock into David's gaping hole and shoved him forward, his cock rammed up my ass in a very satisfying way! David began fucking me as Hank pounded away at his ass. David's hard 8 inches felt so good up my aching hole! He pounded away and was driving my prostrate crazy! I knew I was going to cum soon and I could tell by the way David and Hank were having trouble keep up a rhythm, they were not far behind. I think Hank started it, creaming David's hot insides with a gallon of Marine spoonge. This sent David over the top and he began spraying my butthole with his white ball-juice. That set me off and I began spraying my cum everywhere when suddenly I felt my cock go down a very familiar throat. Hank had quickly gotten in front of me and swallowed my shooting cock, not wanting to loose any of my jarhead cum! David stayed in my ass until his cock softened and popped out with a "plop!". I felt some of his cum trickling down the inside of my thigh so I reached back and got some on my finger as it left my ass to taste the essence of ex-jarhead. Hank had a better idea and got behind me and began sucking David's juicy load out of my ass. After cleaning me up, he then turned to David and sucked his own cum out of David's ravished ass. Hank was into cleaning up in a big way! "Are you two always this aggressive?" David asked, as he slumped into his chair. "Aggressive?! Us?!" I asked looking at Hank for support. "Why, we were very gentle with you, weren't we Hank?" "Yeah, man!" said Hank. "We could show you what aggressive is, if you'd like?" Hank offered helpfully. "NO! Thank you! I don't think I could take that!" David said laughing. "I must admit, I really needed that, guys. It's been a while since I've had real jarhead sex!" "Well, if you want some more anytime, you just call! We're always open to help out fellow Marines with their personal' problems." I said smiling. "Yeah," said Hank. "You know, I think it's time for another orgy at our place, don't you think Mike?" "Yeah, especially before the kid shows up! Linda told me it would be about three weeks. How bout we have it next weekend. We can invite Jim and a few others and you could get to know the family', David." "I'd love that!" said David eagerly. "You just call me with the place and time and I'll be there!" "Great!" I said, "We'll be in contact in a couple of days. Oh, and by the way, thanks for the help, David! How much do we owe you for this session?" "Owe ME!? God! I can't charge you for this, I'd feel like a hooker!" David said laughing. I looked down at the naked Shrink and said, "Uhh, David. You might want to put your clothes back on before your next session." "Thank God there isn't a next session! I'm done for the day" he said. "In more ways than one thanks to you two crazy sex-maniacs!" "Is that a professional opinion?" I smirked. "No! I take that back.You're not crazy! You're just normal Marines!"