A Sweet Merciful Release

AJ made his way across the main deck heading back to the crew’s quarters. Above on the flight deck he could hear another jet land, something that had become routine in the last two months during training or patrol exercises. It still felt surreal, being out to sea on the aircraft carrier. He knew it was something special for the sailors, even those that had been on board for a few years, maybe more so. But for those like himself, this his first time out to sea, it was still astonishing.

Up a stair and down a passageway, he entered his crew quarters. At his bunk, the top of the stack of three, he saw the letter from his mother still laying where he left it that morning. He had yet to read it for he didn’t want to rush through it, instead wanted the pleasure of reading it slowly, taking in everything his mother would write. He climbed up and into the bunk, laying on his side. He slowly tore the top of the envelop open and slipped out the folded pages with her neat cursive handwriting. There was the usual beginning asking how he was doing and how she was proud of him, then in the next sentence worried too. She told of events back home, great, and small. He laughed aloud then near the end struggled not to cry.

Letter back in the envelop, he would place it in his stowage bin with the other two once he got up, but first he just wanted to lay still and relive what his mother had written. He needed a shower and a change of clothes and soon, he would need to grab some sleep, but first he needed to just relish this small contact from back home.

Thomas came in, his shift finished in the galley. Thomas was a good cook, something that destined him for the galley. It was something he enjoyed despite the vastness of the operation he and the other crew had to do.

“Hey, where are you at?” asked Thomas, coming to his bunk.

“Just thinking,” AJ replied.

AJ looked at Thomas with his dark hair and angular features. The strong line of jaw, the cheeks with a slight sunken profile narrowing his face and the dark brown eyes. He sensed Thomas was like him, but he wasn’t sure. Their life on the carrier was so hectic with no privacy, there had been no way of finding out.

“When we finally return to harbor, what are you going to do?” asked Thomas.

“I don’t know. Haven’t thought about it with it being months away.”

“Yeah…maybe we can hang out together?”

Something about the way Thomas said it, and the look, eyes almost pleading, told AJ he had to be right. He had tested him, made some suggestive comments, and once even flirted with him, pretending it was a joke, and Thomas never failed to give him hope.

“You know, it’s funny, I’ve still not seen half this boat,” said AJ, wondering if Thomas would pick up on what he was suggesting.

“I know what you mean. At least you get outside and see the sunlight. I’ve been below deck most of the time.”

“You ever go exploring?”

Thomas moved up to the bunk and leaned on it, arms crossed along the edge of it.

“Some,” Thomas uttered in a low voice.

AJ felt a touch, barely noticeable on his leg.

“You want to go exploring?” AJ asked.

“Sure,” Thomas replied as the pressure of the touch increased. “We might find some secret places.”

AJ smiled as he moved to climb down. Standing next to Thomas, he was reminded of their height difference. He was five ten and Thomas was a few inches taller, a curse in one of the bunks.

“You want to lead this exploration?” asked AJ.

Thomas smiled and headed for the passageway. “Follow me.”

AJ had never been in the areas Thomas led him. They went past the galley and storage rooms, then down a couple of levels.

They passed so many of the other crew that after some time, AJ no longer worried one of them would question where they were going. It was encouraged of the crew to explore the carrier and to know its layout, only the restricted areas off limits. But his intentions were not about learning the carrier but learning about Thomas.

Thomas led him down a passageway to door. With a quick look back to make sure no one was around Thomas eased the door open and led AJ inside.

“This is just an equipment room, internal communications, I think,” said Thomas.

The room was only about eight feet deep and the space to stand between racks of equipment about two feet wide. But AJ knew it was enough. Thomas stood near the back of the space, facing him. He moved closer, until less than a foot away, watching how Thomas reacted to his approach.

“Since bootcamp I’ve worried if we might be able to have some fun from time to time,” AJ whispered.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Did you consider it?”

Thomas hesitated, then nodded his head. AJ moved closer and touched his chest, rubbing the backs of his fingers up and down. He leaned toward him until only a couple of inches separated them.

“I’m going to kiss you,” said AJ, still wondering if Thomas would stop him.

A moment’s hesitation, then Thomas moved to close the distance between them. Lips pressed together, then hands began to touch the other, groping cocks until hard.

AJ acted quickly, going to his knees, and working Thomas’ cock out. He took it in his mouth and quickly began to work it. He tongued its length, then tortured the head until Thomas moaned. He sank it into his mouth and worked his lips back and forth along the hard shaft. It wasn’t near enough.

It had been far too long since he had sex, a guy he met during leave. He stood and undid his pants and pushed them down along with his boxers, until everything fell to his ankles. He pulled back and looked up at Thomas.

“Fuck me.”

AJ turned and bent over. A hand held his waist, then cock touched his ass. He reached back and took it, tugging until it was against his hole.

“Do it…do it, Thomas. Put it in me.”

Thomas hesitated, didn’t push hard enough to breach the tight opening, and AJ took matters in his own hands. He pushed back. He pushed until Thomas was against the wall and kept pushing feeling the stretch of his opening and the slide inward of inch after inch of hard wet cock. He pushed back until his ass was against Thomas’ abdomen, then he held still to adjust to the penetration.

“Fuck…AJ,” Thomas uttered.

AJ heard the desperation, the hunger for their sex. Thomas pushed him forward and held tight to his waist, then began to fuck. To tug outward then push back into his depths. At first, Thomas fucked with a slow rhythm, but after a very short time, he was hammering cock into AJ’s depths. AJ kept a hand between them to keep Thomas from smacking noisily against his ass. They had to be quiet, and despite this need for silence, he struggled with his own desire to cry out.

AJ took his cock in hand, stroking it in rhythm of Thomas’ fuck. A furious pace that pushed his arousal to the point his hand became wet with his slick as cock piston in his hole.

Thomas grunted, one choked with his struggle to keep quiet, then he pushed inward all the way and shuddered with release.

“Fuck,” AJ uttered silently to himself, wishing for more time.

When Thomas eased out of his hole, AJ stood and turned to Thomas.

“Help me out?”

Thomas went to his knees and took him. He watched the head move back and forth with an urgency. There was no toying with his cock; Thomas meant to get him off. Already close, AJ was soon standing with fist balled up feeling the surge of his release. Thomas worked the head of his cock until he was working his hips, then he was jerking and shuddering as he filled Thomas’ mouth.

AJ sat in the mess hall, Thomas across from him and Bobby next to Thomas. He looked at Thomas with a knowing. He saw a part of himself in Thomas. The part that kept a low profile, and whenever able to get away, as he and Thomas had done a few times over the last two weeks, enjoyed the pleasures only two men could give each other. Then he looked at Bobby. Still a mystery to him, but one he so desperately wanted to solve. He enjoyed fucking around with Thomas, but it was Bobby he imagined at night. Movement to his left and he looked up to see Chris, tray in hand, slip in next to him.

“Hey guys, did you hear about that landing last night?” asked Chris.

“Yeah, it’s all over the ship. The landing gear messed up, was it?” asked Thomas.

“I heard the rear gear collapsed when it hit the deck,” Bobby added.

“No, nothing that serious. Just a rear tire exploded when he touched down. But they say it was a scare, the way it exploded, and the plane tried to spin around,” Chris replied.

“At least no one got hurt,” said AJ.

Chris was the other one to tease AJ with possibility.

AJ was heading to his quarters when Thomas fell in behind him. Instead of climbing up to return to their quarters, he continued forward. Nothing was said between them for both knew what the other wanted. With AJ in the lead, they wound down into the bowels of the ships until going down the familiar passageway. They passed one guy in the last section and slowed to give him time to disappear.

Thomas opened the door and let AJ enter first, closing the door behind them.

Chris stood to the side of the passage looking down to the end of it less than twenty feet away. He had seen Thomas fall in behind AJ and the two of them head off, not up to their quarters but into an area neither had any business. He had seen AJ go down the passageway before and nearly gave pursuit then, only to be stopped by one of the officers with questions about the day’s events. But no one stopped him this time, and he now stood behind a series of pipes looking down at a closed door, knowing AJ and Thomas were inside. And he knew they had to be doing something, something he wanted a part.

AJ was on his knees and elbows, pants around his ankles, t-shirt pushed up, and Thomas pumping cock in his depths. He felt the hands hold tightly to his waist and the piston of cock, and it aroused him. He took his own cock in hand and began to stroke it.

Tap, tap, tap.

Someone was at the door, and they froze, fearful they were about to be discovered. Thomas griped AJ tighter as they stared at the door. The handle turned then the door eased open a few inches.

“Hey guys, let me in,” Chris whispered as his face appeared in the gap. “I want to come in there with you.”

“Fuck, you scared the shit out of us,” AJ whisper-yelled and Chris grinned as he came into the small room, standing so close to AJ he had to be careful not to step on his hands. Door closed, he leaned against it and looked down at AJ then over to Thomas.

“Nice. Thomas, let me watch for a minute,” said Chris as he began to touch himself.

“Nasty bastard,” Thomas uttered, then he began to fuck. He pushed into AJ, all the way, then tugged outward, pulling until his cock hovered in the gap between AJ and him. He wanted Thomas to see his cock. He wanted him to see it hard, the head flared wide. He wanted him to see it punch back through AJ’s opening and sink from sight. He eased forward, through the opening that was trying to close and back into AJ all the way. He did it again and again, until he couldn’t control himself, and he shoved into AJ and began to fuck.

Thomas fucked with renewed enthusiasm, hips smacking against ass. Chris watched while growing aroused. After only a few minutes, he had his pants and boxers around his ankles while stroking a very hard cock. It angled upward in a curve with an arrow shaped head.

“Chris,” AJ uttered, drawing his attention.

Knowing what AJ desired, Chris got on his knees where his cock was in AJ’s face. He rubbed it across it then put the head into the open mouth feeling the lips close around it and tongue toy with the head.

AJ relished this new situation. He closed his eyes and let Thomas and Chris pleasure themselves with his body. He felt the push forward as Thomas sank into his depth, making Chris push to the back of his throat. Over and over, their cocks sank into his body giving him the fullness of penetration. He only wished there wasn’t a rush to their sex, that they could take all the time in the world. But the hard metal surfaces made it hard to ignore where they were hiding out. Soon Thomas held tight to his waist and hammered cock into his depths, and he knew he was taking another load from him.

“OH yeah, pump it in him,” uttered Chris as Thomas slammed hips against ass and kept jamming them against it as he came.

Chris felt his own imminent release for it was too much to finally feel AJ’s mouth on his cock and to watch Thomas fuck him. He pushed forward feeling his cock drag over tongue, shuddered, then pumped AJ’s mouth full. He jerked and shuddered with every ejaculation. Then he shivered with every swallow around his spurting cock.

Thomas stood against the far wall as AJ rolled to his back and took his cock in hand. It glistened wetly in the dim light and the sound of hand stroking it seemed impossibly loud. Chris, still on his knees, watched intently as his own cock stayed hard. He stared at the hand as it moved up and down while wanting some part of this act.

“Sit on it,” Thomas whispered.

“Huh?” asked Chris, aware Thomas had said something but not catching what he had said.

“Sit on. You know you want it. Go on, let me watch you,” said Thomas.

Chris looked up at Thomas and grinned, knowing the truth of it. He moved over AJ, knocking his hand away. He moved over the hard cock while facing Thomas. He rubbed his ass on the wet cock while staring at Thomas.

“You want to watch?” asked Chris.

“Yeah,” Thomas whispered as his own cock stirred.

Chris worked his ass over the cock, then rose on his knees. AJ held his cock up for him, and he eased down until it was pressing against his tightness. He stroked his own cock as he rubbed his opening over the wet cock, then eased down, letting it breach his tightness and penetrate him.

“Fuck…that’s it-take it!” Thomas exclaimed.

Chris eased down until seating on AJ’s cock, then he began to move, up and down. He leaned forward, working his ass on AJ while looking up at Thomas with mouth open. Thomas knew what he wanted and pushed off the wall, then pushed cock into the open mouth.

“Yeah, suck my cock,” Thomas uttered as he watched Chris move his head back and forth and ass up and down. “Fucking whore, suck me…suck me…”

AJ held Chris by the hips and tried to let him do all the work. He tried to lay still as that ass moved up and down his cock, but he was soon so close, so aroused he felt the surge of release, and he held tight to Chris’ waist, pushed up hard, and came. He pumped his hips upward with every ejaculation until cum pumped out of Chris and his cock was spent.

He fell back and watched Chris just keep moving on him while his head moved back and forth. He stayed hard and soon didn’t want Chris to stop. He pumped his hips as Chris worked ass up and down.

Thomas cried out in a stifled cry and shuddered with his second release. Chris took every wad, swallowing as his mouth filled with it. AJ watched feeling his own aroused state increase. He couldn’t believe he was at the point of coming again, so soon after his first release. He tightened his grip on Chris and shoved upward, once, twice, then three times, his cock erupting with his second load.

Chris leaned back and worked his ass with an urgency that was almost painful to AJ.

“Chris…please…get off my cock,” AJ uttered.

“NO, not yet…have to keep going,” Chris exclaimed.

AJ felt his cock grow hard again. The head so sensitive he shivered as Chris rode it. He was gasping for breath and despite his plea, was soon pumping his hips.

Thomas watched how Chris just kept riding AJ. It was so arousing he was soon hard again. He stroked his cock while watching Chris lean back, legs spread wide, and keep fucking. Nothing was hidden from him. AJ’s cock buried in Chris’ ass that moved up and down on it at a furious pace. The nut sac that was drawn up tight, and the drooling cock Chris was stroking. He watched, eyes going from one cock being stroked to the other one that would disappear inside Chris. Suddenly Chris was stroking harder and moving his ass faster. Then he heard AJ, a muffled cry. Chris came suddenly, spraying cum into the air only to have it rain down on his chest and stomach.

AJ felt the increased pace and threw his head back as his own sweet merciful release came again. He shuddered and moaned with the pleasure of it. The flex of his cock with each ejaculation as Chris’ ass moved on it. It was almost painful, each ejaculation as he emptied himself inside Chris again. Then he was spent, and Chris was laying on top of him heaving for breath. He wrapped his arms around the sweating torso and felt the slickness of cum that covered it. He rubbed it into the skin while savoring the feel of his exhaustion. He looked up and saw Thomas was close to coming again. He recognized the stance, the way the eyes closed, and the body shuddered. Then he saw cum spurt through the air as Thomas got off again.

The showers ran hot as AJ glanced over to Thomas on his left then over to Chris on his right. They said nothing, just grinned at each other. If anyone had saw them, it would have been obvious something was going on. But to the guys behind them they appeared as just three other crew getting a shower after another long shift.  

Bobby came in and took the shower to the right of Chris. AJ cut his eyes over and looked at the now familiar body. He wanted to know it by more than sight. He wanted to touch it and stroke a hand over the smooth skin and to toy with the dark-skinned cock. Bobby was the one that had eluded him much to his dismay, for it was Bobby he wanted the most. Both from the south with the accent to prove it. They were so similar in some ways, but there were differences. Differences he wished to explore.

Finishing his shower, he stepped back and headed to the locker room. As he passed Bobby, he looked at the curved ass and the long lean back and the slightly long neck. He felt drawn to him and forced himself to turn away and keep moving. But as he did, Bobby turned enough to catch his eyes and he once again saw that look that gave him such hope.

One day, one day soon, I’ll have you.