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By RichardUSMC
Resently returned from a deployment I travel to DC to spend 30 days seeing the sights. The Smithsonian can wait.
I would like to make it clear, so there is no misunderstanding, I adore cock. I love the smell of them, their taste, how they feel in me, huge, tiny, circumcised, uncircumcised, thick, thin, young, old, from around the world, or in my backyard, I lust for all of them. When I go to a crowded public restroom, I gawk at the cock next to me, dreaming I was drinking its piss. When at a gloryhole I stay longer than I should because the next one needs help, it needs me to release its tension. This lust for cock developed very early in life and has only gotten stronger as I aged. Oral or anal doesn’t matter, just so long as it is in me. I have sucked one and loved it. Equally, I have lost count how many I had in a night. I am greedy when it comes to cock. I want them all. Heaven is an endless supply of cock pumping their nectar into me. I hope this clears things up, I didn’t want any misunderstanding.
Now on with the story.
I was a newly promoted Sergeant in the Marines, just transferred to Echo Company 2/4, the Magnificent Bastards. We deployed on a Med Float on the USS Saipan, a LHA. It’s a large ship filled with both sailors and Marines. Cock everywhere. But I had to be careful. It wasn’t safe to just grab the cock dangling on the service member next me, I’d get beaten most of the time. So I learned the telltale signs of gay sailors and Marines over the decades I served. There was always a gay hunt, the command trying to weed out the gay service members, don’t ask, don’t tell only made it worse. They became obsessed. The Navy would use a target sailor, someone they had caught earlier and through corrosion have him help their efforts. I knew one such sailor. He was an engineer, 22, glorious with a cock that the dungarees couldn’t hide, Petty Officer 3rd Class Miller. He was simply too sexual, too forward. As much as I needed his cock, I resisted. Miller knew I was gay, but he had to get proof. We played D&D together with 3 other Marines and most of the time we would wear our PT uniform instead of cammies. Miller usually wore shorts as well, displaying his magnificent cock to me. This continued all cruise long, until Miller made his report and gave up the evidence he had on both Sailors and Marines who had engaged with him. Miller had been busy; over fifty were charged and removed from service. Miller disappeared.
2/4 returned from the float and we received 30 days of leave. I went to Washington DC instead of returning home. I walked into a bar, after checking into a hotel, walked upto the bar, ordered a Guinness beer. I pulled out my wallet to pay, when I heard a familiar voice say, “Your money’s no good here Marine.” It was Miller. I was floored. He was clearly not in the Navy any longer, his hair was fair from regulation. “Miller, what the fuck!” I shouted out, completely surprised. He was smiling as he bought me my beer. I hugged him. I don’t know why, but I was so happy to see him. He reciprocated the joyful hug. He pulled up a barstool next to me and sat down. “Okay Miller, why?” He knew what I was asking; why did he do what he did? “I’m glad you didn’t touch me.” He said as he exhaled deeply. “I got caught and they said they were going to put me in the brig for two years. I was afraid. So I agreed to do it on one deployment.” He was nearly in tears. He knew he broke the code and it ate at him. “You fucked over a lot of people Miller.” I said, anger building in me. “ I know, I’m sorry. It kills me, I wish I had gone to the brig.” He was truly sorry. “They discharged me when I was finished with the ship.” He explained. “Miller, Fuck you! Damn right you should have gone to the brig.” I shouted at him, I wanted to beat him. But at the same time I wanted to pull his pants down and blow him. “I’m sorry Richard.” He softly replied. “Are you on leave?” He asked, hoping to change the topic. “Until the 3rd.” I uttered, trying to regain composure. “I can show you around if you’d like.” Miller offered sheepishly. I didn’t respond. I needed to work things out in my brain.
We sat quietly for minutes. He didn’t say anything more. He waited for me to continue. I drank the beer he bought and once finished I said, “Okay Miller, you can show me around. I don’t forgive you. What you did was unspeakable, but you have to live with your actions. I’m hungry, you can start by showing me where we can get a good burger and fries.” It looked like the weight of the world was lifted off him when I agreed to his request to be my guide. “Okay, Richard follow me, I know a place.” His voice sounded as relieved as his body showed.
We parked my truck back at the hotel, and I climbed into his car. It took a bit, but we arrived at a place called Ghostbusters. The burger was outstanding, fries crisp as they should be. We ate and as we did Miller asked, “Why DC?” Well, first, I want to go to the Smithsonian. Secondly, it’s away from Camp LeJeune and while there are a lot of service members in town, the town is large enough to hide my activities.” I calmly answered. My anger at Miller had subsided. He saw that and smiled before asking, “What sort of activities?” I laughed, replying, “I want to suck so much cock that my gut hurts, I want my ass to turn inside out from being fuck so hard so many times. I want to drink gallons of piss and feed my lust till I go crazy.” I said this calmly, clearly and honestly. “Well we better get started. We have a few hours before things liven up, what do you want to do?” He asked. “ “You.” It was blunt, honest, and true. It caught him off guard and he blushed. I continued,”I remember the day you came to D&D with a raging hard on that your dungarees couldn’t contain. I’ve had dreams about it. I want it now.” I told him this aggressively so he knew It wasn’t a request, he was going to fuck me. What can I say, I have a good memory. We paid our bill, and made our way back to my hotel. It was a cheap mom and pop place, the type overlooked and ignored by NIC. My room had two full size beds, a bathroom, TV, the typical hotel room, just a bit run down. As soon as we entered and locked the door I looked at him and ordered him, “Strip” I got undressed as well. This was the moment I had fantasies about and it was coming true. I looked at Miller standing naked before me, it took my breath away. His white skinned body was smooth as glass, muscled, and fit. His cock was a gift from the Gods. It was my lust realized. It was uncircumcised, veiny, thick, very thick and nearly ten inches long. There was no public hair to obscure its magnificent structure. I now understood the problem his dungarees had trying to contain it. I stood there gazing at him, taking it all in. I needed him. My mind was filled with sexual longings. I had to sit down. Miller followed me to the bed and stood in front of me, his cock inches from my face. I could smell it; I swear I could feel its heat radiating off it. The tip of it oozed pre-cum. In an effort to contain myself, I sat there for a minute studying it, inhaling its scent. Fuck, this was a perfect cock and it was mine! Miller reached out and softly caressed my crew cut head. His touch only made me want him more. I couldn’t contain myself anymore. With my tongue, I touched the tip. Oh the sweet, sweet taste of his pre-cum. I savored it, relished it, and needed more. I ran my tongue down the length of his shift as he began to moan. He was as excited and it showed. I wanted this to last forever. This moment of exploration, the first instant, the first touch of someone new. I put my many years of experience to work and put the tip into my mouth. A moan escaped both of us. The head of his cock fit snugly in my mouth. He pushed my head further on his member. I took it in and wrapped my tongue around it. I began giving what, I still believe to this day, my best blowjob ever. My hands cupped his balls as my mouth and tongue worked him over. He started to fuck my mouth with more force, pushing his cock down my throat. I had long learned how to manage this and continued my effort on him. He was moaning loudly as his cock was pushed in all the way only to be pulled out again. I was in heaven. I wanted this moment from the first time I saw him. I was savoring the taste, the feel of his cock in my mouth, when he thrusted hard and blew his load. I was completely surprised. I didn’t catch his swelling or any other sign. I was too mesmerized by what was happening. His cum filled my mouth. The tastebetter than I dreamed. I kept him in me, not allowing him to withdraw. I needed this magic to last. His cock slowly softened in my mouth. When it was completely soft, then and only then did I release it. I looked at it. Marveled at what just transpired, and wanted more. Miller sat down next to me, pulled my lips to his and deeply kissed me. It was raw passion. He wanted as much more as I did. I prevented him from giving me a blowjob. I was too close to cummings myself and if his lips had touched my cock I would have shot my load instantly.
After lying there, holding each other for the perfect length of time, Miller sat up and said,”Let’s get dressed. I want to take you to see someone.” I didn’t ask who, I didn’t care. I knew it was someone who would feed me more cock. We got dressed, neither if us showered, performing the fragrance of freshly fucked, and climbed into his car. We drove for nearly an hour, DC is big. We finally arrived at a townhouse in a line of townhouses. It took a bit to find parking, but once we did we walked to the door and rang the doorbell. The door opened and a distinguished, fit man in his fifties opened the door. “Tiger! Lovely to see you darling.” You didn’t need gaydar to know he was gay, think Nathan Lane, The Birdcage. I wanted him instantly. They leaned in and gave each other air kisses. I nearly laughed. “Who is this delectable dish? He said as he visually undressed me. “Martin, this is Richard. He’s Aaron Marine. Miller proudly proclaimed. “A MARINE!” Martin proclaimed, nearly squealing in excitement. “Well come inside me, oh dear, come inside.” I loved Martin already. I knew I was going to enjoy this experience. As I said Martin appeared to be in his fifties. He was around 5’6”, fit, immaculately kept. His black hair had a business cut, on his hands were several rings with various gems. Martin took me by the arm and led me inside his home. It was decorated as the French countryside. It was as perfect as Martin. “So Richard, how long have you been in the Marines?” “six years, sir.” I said politely. “Sir? That will simply not do. Call me Martin, I insist.” He said as he patted my arm. God I loved him. So openly flamboyant, it was refreshing. “Martin it is, if I slip up you can spank me.” I was teasing him. “SPANKINGS all ready! He clutched my arm tightly. “Too early dear for spankings, but I’ll figure something out.” He laughed as he sId it, truly enjoying the foreplay. “I hope you do Martin, I’m on leave for thirty days and I want to go back to Camp LeJeune, worn out, needing vacation from my time in DC.” I gave up being subtle, and painted a picture of what I desired. Matin let my arm go, stepped in front of me, pulled my head down and gently kissed my forehead. “I live to serve. I promise you will return to service well used.” He smiled a wicked smile, telling me everything I needed to know. “Drinks?” He asked us. “Jameson, if you have it.” I replied. “I don’t, you’ll have a gin and tonic while I send my house boy, Laundry to get some.” “You have a house boy?” I smiled, liking him even more. “Darling! What kind of Queen would I be if I didn’t have a house boy? So where are you from?” He asked, moving to the bar to fix our drinks. “South Dakota sir, I mean Martin” I answered. “ A Marine AND from South Dakota. The day only gets better.” He was genuinely pleased. He spent a few minutes fixing our drinks. I looked over to Miller who was clearly enjoying the show. The grin on his face showed this. Martin carried the drinks on a silver platter, the drinks in crystal glasses. “Here you go sweetie, gin and tonic. Miller, here’s your whiskey sour.” He served the drinks.He was drinking something I still am uncertain about. “Have a seat, let me learn about you so I can keep my promise. What is your dream to make your time here perfect?” He asked as he sat in a love seat, patting the open spot indicating he wanted me to sit there. I happily sat next to him. He placed a hand dangerously close to my crouch. “Well, Martin, I want to drink up DC of all its cum. I want a mile of cock pounded into my ass. I want to be used like a toy.” I said it out loud and blushed afterwards. “A Marine, from South Dakota and a Power Bottom. I’ve hit the jackpot. DARLING you’ve made me a very happy Queen.” He patted my hard cock and smiled. “Martin, I think I’ve come home.” placing my hand on his, pressing his hand harder onto my cock. “Well, I’ll have to make a few arguments, but you will leave worn out, trust me. Of course, you’ll stay here. I won’t have it any other way. I have a small pool you can use and the house boys are hung like mules so enjoy them as well.” He grabbed my cock hard and squeezed it, holding onto it as he talked. I knew I was at the right place. Miller had set me up right. Perhaps it was his way of apologizing. “Tigger, you run back to Richard’s hotel and get his things, check him out, then come back here. “Yes Martin.” Miller said as he downed his whiskey, got up and left.
“You’re my only guest right now, but by tonight I promise you’ll have more cock than you can handle.” He stated, as he let go of my cock, patted it, and kissed me softly on the lips. I’ll send Jose, my other house boy, to entertain you while I make arrangements.” He said as he got up and left the room. I took my first breath of air since meeting him.
Jose walked in smiling, wearing next one nothing. He was very tiny. Thin, but the speedo couldn’t hide his huge bulge. He walked up and sat next to me. “Why don’t we go to the guest room and take care of this?” He touched my cock. “Jose, I think that is the most perfect idea I’ve heard today.” I patted his bulge and stood up. I wanted him to release some of my lust. He stood up, I towered over him. He took my hand and led me upstairs and into the guest room. Jose jad me undressed in seconds and laid me on the king size bed. It was only then did he remove his speedo. It was huge. A perfect Latin cock, thick, long and uncircumcised. His small frame slid between my legs and he slid atop of me. I could feel his cock on me. It was a good feeling. This is why I loved men, this moment, feeling the power of him pressed against me. I needed him in me. I couldn’t wait any longer, the foreplay with Martin, the blowjob of Miller left me nearly mindless. I pushed Jose off me and pulled my legs over my head and ordered Jose, “Fuck me hard!” Jose grinned, liking the command. He returned between my legs, aimed, and pushed them in hard. There was a moment of pain, but pleasure quickly replaced it. His cock was huge. It filled me completely. Stretching my hole to widths it hadn’t been for sometime. He didn’t hesitate, he started fast and hard. It’s what I needed. He knew how to fuck. It wasn’t just size, there was technique. I couldn’t take it; I shot my load onto my chest. A large loaf of heavy, white cream. My ass clenched tightly against his cock, only enhanced his fucking. He pounded into me for twenty minutes or more. The boy was a stallion, I know, I’ve had a stallion. He didn’t rest. He never wavered. He kept fucking and fucking. I knew why he got his job. Sweat covered his small frame. But he never stopped smiling; he loved his work as did I. Finally, I could tell hecwas reaching his limit. However, instead of dumping the load in my ass, he pulled out and jumped on me forcing his cock in my mouth just as it exploded. I’ve had large loads in my long life of cock sucking, this was one of the largest. I fought to keep it all in. It tasted perfect. Exactly how a Latin boy’s cum should taste, just a bit exotic. Jose rested his body on mine and caught his breath. I squeezed his ass and pressed his worn cock into me. It still felt huge. I was grateful for my years of training in taking cock. It had prepared me for this, for a perfect cock. We laid there resting. I fell asleep content.
More to come. . .
Richard
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