A Sweet Merciful Release

AJ was at the end of his shift, heading back to the crew quarters when he saw Bobby step from a side passageway and proceed in front of him. He sped up, intent to catch up just to talk with him, but then Bobby turned again, down a passageway that he had no reason to go down, so AJ slowed down and followed. He wondered where Bobby was heading, imagining him going to meet a guy somewhere in secrecy as he had been doing with Thomas and Chris. For weeks, the three of them had been meeting, either some combination of two, or on rare occasions, all three. To his way of thinking, it scratched an itch that needed scratching. He imagined Bobby going to do the same. It was an odd thought, one that made him feel conflicted for he liked the idea of Bobby willing to do it, but then felt jealous if someone else was getting that opportunity.

Bobby moved down the passageway, then went down a level. AJ stood at the top of the ships ladder listening to footsteps fade away before going down himself. Bobby rounded a corner just as AJ stepped down and he gave pursuit.

Two more levels down and deeper into the bowels of the ship, AJ found himself peering around a corner as Bobby stood at a door. When Bobby looked back, AJ pulled back, then after a few seconds, he looked back and saw Bobby enter the room.

“What are you doing?” AJ uttered aloud, smiling at the possibilities. He watched the door and kept an eye out for someone else to come along. But after a few minutes, he realized that Bobby was either alone or someone had already been inside. Jealously flared at the thought of someone already there and he eased down the passageway until standing at the door. It was a mechanical room, probably some intermediate control room for air exhaust systems. He reached out and took the handle and slowly turned it. He didn’t want Bobby to know, so he eased the handle around very slowly until he knew the latch was drawn back. A quick excited breath and he jerked the door open.

Bobby jumped up into an upright sitting position trying to conceal the fact his pants were down to mid-thigh, and he had been masturbating. It was such a brief moment, but the image of the hard cock being stroked was forever burned into AJ’s mind. He could see it, the darker skin of the shaft and the arrow shaped head, and the tight fist moving down its length.

“What are you doing?” AJ asked in a mischievous tone.

“What, huh…AJ? Hey, man…I was…”

“What?”

Bobby looked up, face red in embarrassment. AJ moved into the small room, pulling the door closed behind him.

“We don’t want anyone to see you like this, do we?”

“No.”

“You come all the way down here just to masturbate? You know some guys just do in their bunks late at night, and others…”

Bobby interrupted him. “I can’t do it in the bunks.”

“I can’t either.”

“Do you…”

“Do I what?”

“Do it…with…”

AJ realized Bobby knew about Chris and Thomas. It was now or never.

“You mean do I do something with Chris and Thomas?”

“Yes.”

“If I tell you, you won’t tell anyone will you?”

“What? No!”

“Yes, but we’re doing more than just masturbating. But you knew that already.”

Bobby looked down as he nodded his head.

“Hey Bobby, you want to do it too? With me?”

Again, Bobby nodded while avoiding eye contact.

AJ wondered if he should get Bobby to suck him first, break him in on his cock, or if he should go first and alleviate any fears Bobby might be having, like he would take advantage in some way. He wanted Bobby to trust him, so he eased down on his hands and knees. Bobby looked up surprised AJ was moving to him already.

“It’s okay. I’ll do you first,” AJ uttered as he pushed Bobby to lay back. He moved the hands away from the now flaccid cock and leaned to its leaking head. He licked it tasting the odd sweetness, then he sucked it into his mouth. A groan from Bobby spurred him to work diligently to make him fully erect. Soon hard cock filled his mouth. He held it by the base and focused his ministrations on the head. He licked each drop that pooled in the slit and tongued it until Bobby shivered and begged him to keep going. He sank it into his mouth, the head pushing into his throat as he grazed one thigh with his fingers until rubbing the tightening sac. He toyed with the nuts, moved them around, then tugged on them. Bobby shuddered from his manipulations and began to pump upward at the hips, pumping the cock into his mouth. He raked a finger down until rubbing the tight wrinkled opening. Legs spread further apart, a good sign, and pushed upward choking him.

“AJ…please…I’m close.”

AJ held the head of Bobby’s cock on his tongue and breached the tight opening with one finger, burying it all the way inside him. Bobby grunted, shoved upward, and came.

AJ let cum fill his mouth, then he swallowed. Once, twice, then for the third and final time, taking every drop. He held the head in his mouth while using his fingers to milk the last drop out.

“AJ! Stop! Please stop.”

AJ sat up and saw Bobby grinning like a fool, much as he was doing too.

“Did you like it?” AJ asked.

“Yes,” Bobby uttered, cheeks flushing red.

“Will you do me?”

Bobby answered by moving to him, pushing him back laying on the floor with his head near the door. AJ helped him get his pants and boxers down, working his legs until they were around his ankles. He pulled his feet up, raising his knees and let them fall apart as much as the narrow room would allow. His cock lay heavily on his stomach, hard and leaking. Bobby moved up between his legs and when his head was hovering right over his cock, he watched him stick out his tongue and drag it along the hard shaft and over the leaking head.

“Fuck; that feels good,” AJ uttered as he watched Bobby lick and tongue the head of his cock.

Bobby took him and worked his head up and down. Lips slid along the hard shaft until it was wet. Tongue toyed with the head until he was struggling to remain quiet. Bobby put a hand on each thigh and pushed them down roughly as he moved his head up and down. It was too much. The fingers digging into his thighs and the way each thigh was pushed down and held in place. Then there was the mouth on his cock. He fought against the hands holding him down, desperate to push upward to increase the feel of the suck.

“Bobby…” AJ uttered as he lightly hammered his head against the floor. “Fuck, I’m going to come. Take me,” he uttered as he shivered with release.

Bobby swallowed around his cock as it spurt, wad after wad. Then he was spent and gasping for breath. Bobby moved back and sat on his heels, his own cock hard again. AJ sat up and slipped back to the door resting against it as he toyed absentmindedly with his own cock. He was still feeling horny and soon his own cock hardened with his manipulation as they watched each other. There was an exchanged in their stare, one neither dared give voice. It was too soon. They looked from pleading eyes down to hard cocks still wet and slick. It was Bobby who finally broke the silence.

“Can I try something?”

AJ looked up into the eyes. “Anything. I’ll do whatever you want.” It was a confession revealing far more than he meant, but it was the truth.

Bobby got on his knees and worked his pants and boxers down to his ankles, then hobbled toward AJ. He straddled him, working his way forward until he hovered over AJ’s cock and his own cock poked him in the chest. He pushed forward sliding it upward leaving a wet trail over the t-shirt.

AJ felt the push up his chest and he wrapped his arms around the Bobby’s ass, feeling the firm around cheeks against them, and he hugged tightly, forcing the cock up his chest until it poked at his neck then under his chin.

“Horny bastard,” AJ uttered, then he kissed the front of Bobby’s t-shirt and inhaled his scent. He mouthed the t-shirt, nipped at the skin beneath as Bobby moved against him.

Bobby pushed back and eased down. AJ felt fingers take his cock and hold it up, then he felt Bobby’s ass rub over the head. He shivered at the feel of it. Back and forth, Bobby moved ass over his cock until he had his head against the door moaning whorishly.

“Does it hurt?” Bobby asked in a soft whisper.

AJ woke from his stupor and looked at the pleading eyes.

“Maybe…depends on how much you want it and if you can really relax to it.”

“But it won’t hurt long, will it?”

“No. Soon it’ll be the best feeling in the world.”

Bobby smiled, then eased downward. AJ felt the pressure against the head of his cock. Insistent, constant, then he felt the tight squeeze on the head as he breached Bobby’s tightness and penetrated him.

Bobby shuddered.

“OH fuck,” Bobby uttered in a stifled cry.

But he didn’t stop descending. Down, down, taking every inch then grinding his ass on it.

“You have me,” AJ whispered.

Bobby moved upward, then down, slowly at first. AJ could feel that tight opening move up and down his cock. The squeeze on every inch. He fought the desire to push Bobby to his back and take control. After what felt like an eternity, Bobby began to move faster, to work his ass up and down in a serious fuck. AJ held the narrow waist and surrendered to him. He savored the feel of tight ass riding his cock and of hard leaking cock rubbing his stomach and chest. He wished he were naked and could feel it against his skin, flesh against flesh. But for now, he took what was offered.

Bobby began to moan and utter unintelligibly. He moved with reckless abandon, and it pushed AJ to the brink. He felt it, the building urgency of release. That sweet moment when nothing mattered in the world but that release. A flashback, just a brief image of when he had been in a hotel room with two sailor boys trying to get off for the fourth time, and how, when he finally dribbled out his load, what a sweet merciful release it had been. He felt it now, that desperate need. He wondered if Bobby felt it too.

Bobby uttered a stifled cry, then AJ felt his t-shirt grow wet with cum as cock flexed against him. He caught the scent of it and felt the shuddering body within his arm. He forced Bobby down, all the way just in time for his own release. He shuddered beneath the weight of him as he filled his hole.

“Fuck, you made a mess,” AJ uttered when he realized how much cum covered the front of his t-shirt. Bobby sat opposite him, pulling up his pants then securing them. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…”

AJ cut him off laughing. “Don’t be. I loved every second of it.”

AJ remembered seeing a head a couple of doors down. He tugged the t-shirt off, got to his feet to pull up his pants and boxers. “You dressed?” he asked before opening the door.

“Yes.”

“Okay, I’m going to the head to make this shirt look sweated in. You go on back.”

Bobby came up behind him and when he went to open the door, a hand came over his shoulder and held it closed.

“AJ?”

“Yes?”

“This want be the only time, will it? I mean…can we…”

“Bobby, I’ve wanted you since we met in camp.”

Bobby smiled and let the door go.

“I’ll see you back in our quarters,” said AJ, and he eased the door open, checked the passageway, then slipped out.

Chris and Thomas were standing at the latter’s bunk when AJ strolled into the room. His t-shirt was soaked down the front and under each arm, appearing like he had sweated in it. He moved past the guys to his own bunk.

“What have you been doing?”

“Nothing,” AJ replied but he failed to keep a smile from his face, and when he glanced across the room and saw Bobby heading to the showers, his eyes followed him.

“No, you did not,” uttered Thomas. “You and Bobby?” he whispered.

“Shhhh.”

“But you two did it,” said Chris, leaning in close.

“Yes. Okay? We did it.”

“Is he as hot as he looks?” asked Thomas.

“Oh yes,” AJ uttered as he thought of it.

“You really like him,” said Chris.

“What?”

“You heard me.”

AJ smiled at Chris then over at Thomas. “Yes, I like him.”

Thomas chuckled, then lightly punched AJ on the bicep.

“I guess we’re out,” said Thomas, looking at Chris.

“Yep, it’s just the two of us now,” said Chris.

“Guys, come on,” AJ replied.

“It’s okay, for I knew you wanted him. Besides, I think Thomas and I can work something out,” said Chris.

AJ heard it, an admission. He looked at Chris then over at Thomas. They smiled back.

“You two have been hooking up a lot lately and…it’s getting serious?” asked AJ.

“Maybe,” Chris replied, tapping Thomas on the shoulder as he moved away. “Come on, Thomas, let’s go see if we’re getting serious.”

AJ smiled as his two friends left the room, knowing there was something developing between them. He grabbed up clean clothes and his toiletry case and headed to the showers where he could lay eyes on Bobby again.

The aircraft carrier was finally docked, and the men allowed to disembark for a few days of R&R. Chris led the group of four down to the dock. They ambled along with the others until finally back at the barracks where they called a taxi to meet them at the gate. The gear they didn’t need was stowed away and a small backpack was packed for each of them.

At the gate they were among others catching taxis and uber rides. Since the four of them stayed together, it kept others from wanting to share a ride. They knew most were heading into the heart of city. To places with strip clubs, whore houses, bars, and nightclubs. The four of them had no desire for such places and had arranged to have two cabins reserved out on the outskirts of city up in the mountains. By the time the got a taxi and arrived at the cabins, it was getting dark. Along the way they had picked up pizza and drinks and for a short while hung out together in the cabin Chris and Thomas would share for the next few days.

They wasted no time eating. All four were anxious for time alone. Chris with Thomas, and AJ with Bobby.

The small cabin was nestled among the trees and overlooked the city below. A light illuminated the deck and within, light filtered out around the bathroom door giving the room a warm glow. On the bed moved two figures, naked flesh against naked flesh. There were no clothes to incumber them, nor were they rushed. They had all night, to touch and kiss and suck, to feel and penetrate. To take their fuck to the next level of intimacy.

AJ moved over Bobby. He leaned into the legs against his chest as he pushed inward, sinking his cock all the way inside of him. He moved rhythmically, ass rising and falling as he pumped his cock inside Bobby’s depths.

Bobby lay back clutching the bed. He felt himself open to AJ with his legs pressed down against his chest and ass angled upward taking every thrust into his depths. It made his own cock flex with his arousal to feel the fullness of every push inward. AJ pressed against his ass, over and over, until too aroused to hold back. Then there was the smack of flesh against flesh as AJ hammered cock into his depths.

“Fuck…fuck…AJ, fuck me,” Bobby uttered.

AJ kissed the long neck, dragged his lips along the shoulder then nipped at the skin as he drove his cock into Bobby’s depths. He fucked until muscles burned with his exertions, then he slowed, pushed gently into Bobby, feeling every inch squeeze through the tightness. Hands came to his waist and the fingers dug into his sides as he fucked, fucked in long deep strokes, until gasping for breath.

Bobby pushed AJ to roll to his back and quickly straddled his waist. He held AJ’s cock and eased down on it. He ground his ass down on it and leaned back. His own cock angled outward hard and in the dim light, the head was shiny and wet.

“Fuck,” AJ uttered as Bobby began to move on him. Ass up then back down, over and over, gaining speed until once again the sound of flesh smacking flesh echoed in the room. The bed rocked and squeaked beneath them, and Bobby grunted and moaned as he worked his ass up and down. He leaned back until braced on one hand, the other wrapped around his own cock and stroking it.

AJ grabbed each of Bobby’s ankles and held tight as ass moved on his cock. Every smack against his abdomen, every move down his cock, and every utterance from Bobby pushed him, made him feel their sex, this physical fuck until he was pushing upward as his need to cum built. He watched the long lean body moving on his cock. The glistening skin, sweaty from Bobby’s exertion. The way tightened muscle contoured the skin. And how Bobby stroked his own hard leaking cock.

“FUCK!” Bobby cried out, louder than he had every dare utter on board the ship, as he slammed his ass down on AJ’s cock and shuddered and jerked with his own release. His hand was a blur as he stroked himself to eruption. AJ saw it; thick wads erupt from Bobby’s cock. It splattered in Bobby’s face, then down his chest and stomach. As fast as Bobby came, the scent of cum filled the room and AJ was unable to hold back. He sat up, rolled Bobby to his back while moving over him. He pushed the legs apart and buried his cock in Bobby and began to fuck. Hard, and fast, not holding back, AJ fucked Bobby until he too sweated and his muscles burn with his exertion. He thrust hard, burying his cock inside Bobby and came, each eruption a sweet, sweet release.

In the screened area to the side of the cabin was an outdoor shower. The water ran warm, spraying the two of them. They bathed the other, and kissed lips and over necks, along shoulders and down chests until tonguing nipples. They touched the other, teased hardening cocks, toyed with the other’s opening, something Bobby had not done before. AJ pushed against him, moaning in his mouth, as Bobby sank a finger into his hole.

“Do you like my fingers in you?” Bobby whispered as he sank another finger into AJ.

“Yes.”

“Will you take my cock?”

“Yes.”

AJ found himself leaning against the side of the cabin, arms crossed on the wood siding for him to rest his forehead on. He was leaning forward, feet back and spread apart. A cock raked up and down his ass, then pressed against his opening.

“Do it…do it Bobby, put it in me.”

AJ closed his eyes, focusing on what he felt. The warm spray of water and how it cascaded down his body. The hand on his waist dug into his side and he knew it was the other guiding the cock he felt at his entrance. There was the push and he inhaled deeply and pushed back.

Hands held his waist as cock began to move within his hole. A plunge into his depths then the tug outward. He felt every inch as the cock piston inside him. The hands tightened on his waist as the pace of their fuck increased. Before long, his own cock flopped heavily between his thighs as Bobby smacked against his ass with every thrust inward.

No matter how gentle they began, their hunger for the other drove them to a physicality that caused them to become overheated by their exertions. They heaved for breath and grunted and moaned as Bobby hammered AJ’s insides.

“Fuck me, Bobby…fuck me,” AJ uttered as he rocked with every push inward.

Then hands tightened on his waist, and Bobby lost his rhythm, slamming cock into his depths. The sound of their bodies smacking together echoed in the enclosure, then Bobby pushed against AJ so hard he shoved him against the wall as he came in his ass.

AJ had barely enough time to realize Bobby was spent when he was spun around, and Bobby was before him on his knees. He watched his cock sink into the mouth, then the head move back and forth. There was no teasing of his cock, no attempt to make this suck last. Bobby moved with an urgency and soon AJ felt it, the surge of release. He fell back against the wall and pushed out at the hips. Hands balled into fists and toes curling, he pumped his hips as he filled Bobby’s mouth with cum. As his cock spurt each wad it was as if some tension inside of him was released.

Lights out, only the nearly full moon and lights of the city below casting any light into the small cabin, AJ and Bobby lay on the bed. Naked they lay intertwined, touching and kissing softly.

“What do you think about Chris and Thomas?” asked Bobby.

“What do you mean?”

“Do you think…they’ll be a couple? You know, like dating and everything?”

“Probably. I know Chris has said he wants as much.”

“Thomas has said it too.”

“The next few days will probably make it happen.”

Bobby lay silent for a few minutes and AJ waited, wondering if they could be more serious.

“What about us?” Bobby asked, his voice soft and tentative.

“I would like it. What about you? Could you see us still together in five years, ten years, hell, even fifty years from now?”

“I’ve thought of it.”

AJ spooned up to Bobby’s back and held him tight.

“It’ll be tough while we’re still on that boat.”

“I know, but it is better than having someone waiting back in the states.”

“True.”

They lay quiet for a few minutes and as they grew drowsy, Bobby turned his head to AJ.

“Are we meeting the guys for a late breakfast? I know Thomas suggested it but never heard what we had decided.”

“I told him we’d come down to that little place across from the rental office about ten thirty.”

Bobby chuckled softly.

“What?” asked AJ.

“It’s just, well, I bet they have been talking about us like we’ve done about them.”

AJ smiled at the notion, then settled against Bobby.