Date: Sun, 2 Sep 2012 18:06:29 -0700 (PDT) From: John Likeness Subject: Army Brats Part 3 Army Brats Part 3 Interlude with Mark All the usual disclaimers apply--if you are too young, leave now and come back when you're legal; if this kind of story is illegal where you live, I feel sorry for you so, move to a more sensible place, come back to Nifty and read there. This story, alas, is 100% pure fantasy; I hope you enjoy the story. An interlude in real time. Aaron let Mark suck him while he fondled Mark's butt. Shortly though, he pulled Mark to his feet, rid him of his shorts as he started to make-out with him. Aaron paused; Mark was very enthusiastic but also very inept at making out. "Ease up Bruh," Aaron said. "I know my face seems smooth, but you'll get red marks on your face from my whiskers--and we don't need to explain any marks on you." Mark looked a little at a loss. Aaron smiled and said, "You're doing okay, just not so hard and rough. Hear, do like I do." And with that Aaron gently took his young cousin's lips and gently kissed his cheeks and gently nibbled his earlobe--Mark trembled and jerked, struck with sexual electricity--Aaron cooed soothing nonsense; thrilled at his own prowess and power Aaron continued to kiss and just slightly tickle and nibble his cousins body. For his part Mark was completely unprepared for being treated as anything but a masturbation tool for other boys. He all but sang as Aaron pleasured his 13 year old body. As much as the pleasure to his body excited and pleased him, there was a deeper change taking place in Mark's psyche. Although he could articulate what it was, there was a profound change deep down in the core of Mark's being; never, ever again would he be used. Aaron made him realize that he was special as a person and was not to be taken for granted but was to be cherished. Mark then reached down and gently pulled Aaron's face back to his and copied what his cousin had done to him moments earlier. He was just as intense but not as rough as he instinctively tried to attune himself and his actions to his lover's body. Aaron cooed softly as Mark followed his example and played over his body. Without conscious thought, the boys soon shifted into a 69, both happily slurping at each other's boy sticks. Aaron rolled onto his back and pulled Mark along with him so Mark was on top. Briefly he tongued Mark's little sac, and then raised his head to lap at his cousin's puckered rosebud. At the initial contact, Mark's eyes practically popped from his head--never had anything felt so good--Aaron's dick dropped from his mouth as an inarticulate groan of purest pleasure welled from the very depths of his being. Without realizing what he was doing, he raised his upper body, leaned back and ground his butt on his cousin's tongue. Aaron lifted Mark's butt up enough to say, "You like that Markey?" "Oh heck yeah," Mark cooed. Aaron returned to exploring the beautiful boy butt spread over his mouth. After a while, Mark, feeling a bit selfish, leaned back down and resumed sucking Aaron's meat stick. Then he stretched a little further and sucked his cousins quail eggs into his greedy little maw; a little further and he lapped at Aaron's perineum. Remembering what his cousin had done to him earlier, Mark nipped ever-so-gently at the junction of thigh and taint, and was pleased to feel Aaron shudder beneath him. Mark slid a little further, intent on his first taste of butthole, when he felt Aaron's tongue break contact with his own hole. "Are you gonna eat my cakes Markey?" Aaron asked in a breathy voice. "Are you gonna eat my ass?" By way of response Mark slipped his arms between Aaron's legs and rolled him up then dove into the boy's fundament with tongue and both lips. Aaron moaned and sighed in approbation. "Start working your tongue up through the hole," Aaron instructed. When put that bluntly, this whole thing seemed a little gross to Mark, but so far eating Aaron's butt was okay. Mark decided that Aaron wouldn't steer him wrong so he began to tongue fuck the boy hole in earnest. Thrills coursed through Aaron's body--Mark was a natural born sex machine. Aaron wondered how far he could go with Mark before he would balk. He decided that he wouldn't do anything too weird so soon--unlike his own sexual mentors who'd introduced him to all sorts of "different shit" within the first weeks of his burgeoning sex life. After a few more minutes of anallingus, Aaron signaled Mark to stop. Mark got off Aaron and sat regarding his cousin. "You're doing great Mark," Aaron said, "How would you like to top me?" Mark gave him a quizzical look. "I mean do you want to fuck my butt and breed me?" Mark's eyes grew wide as he considered this. "I . . . I . . . uh, I . . . uh," Mark stammered out. "It will be okay," Aaron said in a soothing tone, "I want you, and I want you in the worst way to put your cock into me and fuck me. I want you bad Mark." Aaron lay on his back and fingered his spit slicked hole as he said this, eyeing Mark with hunger. Mark didn't know what to think; his head was spinning and while he was curious about being a "top" he was hesitant--what if he did something wrong--his dick wasn't as big as Aaron's, but what he hurt him? What if he made Aaron bleed or poop or something? Then again his resolve strengthened when he thought that Aaron had more experience and wouldn't do anything that would hurt either one of them. After an interminable instant Mark looked at his cousin and said, "Okay, but don't laugh at me if don't do it right." "It's pretty basic, bud, just put it in and start pumping in and out," Aaron said with a smile, "just do what comes naturally." With that Mark did as Aaron instructed. With apprehension and anticipation he lined his boyhood up with Aaron's backdoor and pressed in. He was amazed at the warmth and the silkiness of his cousin's gut. Something odd came over Mark as he bottomed out; a feeling he didn't know came over him and he found himself fucking away. All too soon Mark felt his orgasm explode from him--he could feel his feet curl up and the top of his head flip open--his eyes screwed shut and he collapsed onto Aaron's body and passed out. "Mark, Mark wake up buddy," he heard Aaron's voice from far away, "Are you with me?" Finally, Mark came to his senses and looked up into Aaron's tenderly smiling face. "Wow," Aaron said, "you really know how to bust a nut!" "Did I do okay?" Mark asked. "You did more than okay little cousin--you did great--you lasted way longer than I did my first time." "Man, it feels like somebody tried to pull my legs apart like a wishbone," Mark groaned. "It will be okay," Aaron said. They got up and showered, playing with each and each having an orgasm; Aaron's just a drip and Mark's was dry. They dried and dressed and headed to the kitchen for food. As they ate Aaron told Mark that they were going to search some places for glory holes. "Are you sure there'll be any here?" Mark queried. "I'm pretty sure there are; Robbie and James both told me that they're everywhere," Aaron replied. "Let's ride; I got a pretty good idea of where to start our search," Aaron said. The boys took off on bicycles; Mark on his own bike and Aaron on his namesake uncle's mountain bike. The first stop would be the main PX complex. As they pedaled, Aaron thought back to another bike ride. Goodchild had just dropped him at the swimming pool parking lot . . . I apologize for taking so long in post this short installment. I'd complain about how life has gotten outta hand, but given the alternative, I'll take life, warts and all. Thanks for reading this story, more will come soon. 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