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For so many years I had heard stories from different people about the shore leave of the sailors, when various ships from the American Navy sailed into port. They started as wartime stories I heard as a boy from my mother, regarding the Second World War and a rise in unmarried pregnancies. Later concerning other conflicts or during shore leave in peacetime, I heard as a teenager through random people I met, stories about wild sexual exploits covering the three primary sexualities. This story however, heralds from the year two thousand and seven.

Regardless of my being a Sydney native, strangely or then again perhaps not, I had never even met an Australian sailor, let alone one of any other nationality. Naturally, being as I was and am, a gay man, throughout my years I had often fantasised about being with a military man. Irrespective, I had a primary fantasy with an American Marine but it didn't really matter which of the armed services the man belonged to, as long as he was big, strong and handsome. Let's face it, at some point in all of our gay or bi male lives, there is usually a moment or a period of time, when we all fantasise about that buff hunk in uniform, whom either fucks the hell out of us or we fuck the hell out of him or sometimes we fuck the hell out of each other.

My name is Kane and at the time of this stories occurrence, I was forty-four. I have blue eyes, ash blonde hair and I'm quite a good-looking guy. I have a thickset, muscular though stocky body and because I am only five foot nine, it makes my body look compact but powerful. From the first time I ever saw big, tall and muscular men, I wanted to look that way as well but with my height, I was never going to be what I wanted to be. I'm still strong, muscular and a pocket-rocket but to this day, I still look enviously at those tall men who are the prime cuts and hot physiques that I could never truly be.

In general, I am just a guy. I hesitate to say an average guy because these days I'm not quite sure what an average guy is, if you know what I mean. I work for a privately owned construction company and my best mate is the owner and he is built. His name is Pete and as well as having an awesome body, he is also good looking, smart and what I consider to be a really nice guy. He is older than me and we've known each other for years. Pete has entrusted me with many hot and horny stories from not only his youth but also of many a conquest through his latter years, all of which I have thoroughly enjoyed but even now, I still often wonder what it would have been like to have Pete show me what he was capable of sexually. However that will never happen because he's straight and I am only straight-acting. Pete is married, has a married son and his life is as it is and I'm certain it will remain that way. Regardless, we are I believe, chalk and cheese and I desire the friendship more than anything else. Pete knows that I am gay, he knows of my love of muscles and sometimes when we are alone at either of our homes, he has no hesitation in teasing me by taking off his shirt and subtly flexing his beautiful body in front of me, while performing the simplest of tasks. Honestly, he will arch and flex to pick up a cup or a pen and then he will turn and look at me smiling broadly, while knowing I'm hot for his body. Still it is all in fun and we are mates.

One day at work when Pete was caught up with other things, he asked me to go into the city to do some business for him that he would usually take care of personally. It was going to take some time to get everything done and so it was going to have to be spread out over most of the day. Specifically, I was to do some administrative work, look into some new equipment handlers, check on the progress of certain contracts he was attempting to obtain and finally, also see to one particular legal matter. Suffice to say, I had some running around to do. I am not one to dally and so by lunchtime I was way ahead of schedule. I decided to take an extended lunch because the final matter was based on a timed appointment.

I went down to the docks at Woolloomooloo, thinking I could sit outside the pub and maybe get a stake. It was a hot though beautiful day, the pub was packed to the rafters and every table out front except for one was engaged. I took a seat at that table and began to eat when suddenly I heard a clearing of the throat that was an obvious attempt to gain someone's attention. I glanced up and to my amazement; it was me that the person was looking at. It was a young man, I guessed about twenty-two or so, in a tight, white body-hugging t-shirt and knee length dark blue shorts. He had the neatly and sharply clipped military hair, which was black. He immediately excused his interruption of my meal and then referenced the lack of tables and chairs. He asked if he could join me at my table. I replied in the affirmative, which I would have done for anyone.

It had nothing to do with the American accent I heard, nothing to do with the to die for good looks and it had nothing to do with the extensively sizable torso that was wrapped in clean and white material. Just as a couple of additional side notes, it had nothing to do with his drilling green eyes or his young and darkly tanned face. It had nothing to do with a chest that was ballooning his shirt or with his shoulders and biceps that were stretching his sleeves or the size of those manly hands that made a dinner plate look like a bread and butter plate. Finally, it had nothing to do with the fact that this enormous young man stood at least six foot one and had a smile that would have melted the heart and tamed the cruelty of Hannibal Lecter.

'I'm Devon!' He said as he sat in the seat opposite me.

'Kane!' I replied, watching my hand as it vanished within his handshake.

'It's good to meet you and thank you for letting me sit with you.' He said.

'No worries mate.' I said but then noticed a small snicker from a subdued smile. 'I'm sorry, did I say something funny?' I queried.

'No. Forgive me, it's just I love the way all Australians say that.' He said.

'Say what?' I asked not having taken any notice of a standard response.

'No worries mate. Do you have any idea how many Aussie's say that? I've been to this country three times and every time I hear it. The only difference in your case is that you are one of those Australians who is well spoken and doesn't have the prominent accent.' He clarified.

'Oh, I see. I don't even realise that I'm saying it.' I said.

'I'm not surprised. I'm sure it is probably the same with Americans and certain things we say as well.'

'No doubt.' I replied. 'Where in the States are you from?'

'Denton, Texas.' He answered.

'Do you reside here now or are you just visiting our fair country again?' I asked.

'Just visiting.' He said. 'I'm on one of the two American naval ships in port at the moment.'

'I was unaware that you guys were in Sydney. Have you been playing war games with the Australian Navy again?'

'No. We've been in the Persian Gulf and we stopped here for a few days before we head to Hawaii and then home to San Diego but regardless, I'm glad we're here. It's one of my favourite ports.'

'What ship are you on?' I asked.

'The USS Peleliu.'

'I've never heard of that ship. What sort is it?' I queried.

'It's an amphibious assault ship.' Devon replied.

'Is it big?' I questioned.

'It's big enough. Two hundred and sixty officers, Twenty-five hundred enlisted men and women and a current detachment of thirteen hundred Marines. Plus there are the thirty attack and transport helicopters and six Harrier attack jets. It's about two hundred and fifty metres long, so I guess you could say it's big. It isn't a Ford class Aircraft Carrier but it does the job.'

'I'm sure it does. So what's it like being a sailor?' I asked now even more interested in him.

'Actually I'm one of the Marines.' He said.

I could feel my reaction and the change in expression on my face. An unexpected excitement filled my chest and I felt my cock begin to harden almost immediately. I knew that my eyes had widened and that my mouth was open, as I realised I was not only seated in the presence of a long term but great fantasy but also, I was seated with a real, masculine hunk. I suddenly noticed his change in expression as he looked at me, possibly wondering why I looked like a child in a candy store or perhaps, depending on how he perceived the expression on my face, like a man reacting unusually surprised to the information he had provided.

'Do you have a problem with the Marines?' He asked, answering my unasked curiosity.

'No, not at all.' I pushed out of my mouth with a rasped croak from my tensing throat, which was caused by my excitement.

'So why the look of disturbed surprise?' Devon questioned with uncertainty.

'No reason. I suppose I have seen too many movies about the Marines and I never thought I'd get to meet one.' I said saying whatever words came to mind to conceal what was really going on in my head. Even though it was true.

'We're just guys Kane. We do a job but we still have lives like everyone else.' He replied seriously and so I replied in kind.

'Yeah I know. It's just that soldiers, sailors, pilots or whatever; I have a great respect for what you guys do. Especially the ground forces. I mean you walk into such uncertain situations during all types of conflicts and you are literally putting your lives on the line. I remember hearing reports about the Australian Special Forces guys during the Iraqi conflict. No one knew what those guys were doing aside from the fact that it was seriously dangerous and secret. Covert ops and infiltration, I believe it was. It rang home to me even further when I heard the report from some high up US officer, commending and thanking those guys for the information they provided for all the other ground forces from America, Britain and Australia. It also really surprised me.'

'Why did that surprise you?' Devon asked.

'Well because though our country or continent may be large, in comparison with most large countries we have a small population. I mean America's military budget may well be more than our gross annual budget. Our military forces are small and though Australia has always been there as an ally, I just never expected to hear comments from your guys about the importance of our guys to them. It probably sounds stupid to you but even though we are involved in everything globally, our influence is not deemed of value in the same way America's would be. In most cases we are no more than a second glance by nations like yours and so again, I suspect prominent consideration would be surprising to many of us. At least that is how I perceive it.'

Devon nodded as he opened his mouth to insert a piece of meat from his fork. Instantly I imagined my tongue or my cock entering into the same location and I felt immediate discomfort, as my bent and twisted cock struggled desperately to rise up from its cramped quarters within my shorts. He was looking down at his plate and cutting a large piece of beef and as I chewed on my own piece of rump steak, I stared at his handsome face and was truly turned on.

I looked down at the way the sleeves of his t-shirt were stretched to the max around his upper arms, the large biceps curving out, up and around from the seams that hugged them. I wanted to reach across the table and touch them. I then glanced across to his chest. It was like hills and valleys with the shirt tautly defining every inch of them but it was the two protrusions of thick and hard, upstanding large nipples that almost sent me over the edge. I immediately remembered a shoot on the Colt website of a guy named Marc Vallint. He had the same sort of big nipples as well and as I looked at the distinctive outline of Devon's tits, I unconsciously reached down and squeezed my tortured cock and licked my lips. I wasn't aware but Devon had seen the action of my hand through the clear glass tabletop.

Still staring at his massive t-shirt covered chest, I was only sort of aware of Devon as he sat back but when his palms flattened against his stomach and then slid up over his pectorals covering his tits in the process; I looked up and saw him smirking at me. It was an amused and yet satisfied look, obviously coming from a young man who was used to the admiration of his incredible appearance. I knew I had been busted but I just didn't care. Devon was fucking hot and fucking beautiful and at that moment I simply wanted to eat him instead of my lunch. I grinned at him and as he looked back, his smile widened further and I saw an obvious glint in his eyes.

'Do you like what you see?' He asked.

'Better than oxygen.' I replied.

Devon laughed. 'Perhaps I could take your breath away.' He said with a smouldering look that said nothing other than I am going to fuck the living daylights out of you. Now my mouth truly fell open.

'How old are you?' I asked.

'How old do you want me to be?' He replied as the intensity in his fuck me bedroom eyes sent the mercury in my internal thermometer to the top.

'It isn't an issue for me but I thought you should know.' I started to say but he cut me off before I had the chance to finish.

'I prefer older men.' He said.

I was now looking into those eyes and the deep green was undressing me where I sat. He still had one palm flat against his chest and its sudden movement distracted me. As I looked down, I saw it begin a downward journey, stopping to briefly rub his thumb firmly over his nipple. I swallowed and flicked my eyes to his, he smiled and then his hand moved again. I looked back and watched as it moved down his body. I looked through the clear glass of the tabletop and watched as it came to rest over a mountainous bulge that filled his huge hand and then he squeezed it hard.

'I need something hot and wet for this.' He said with a quieted voice to stop the other patrons from hearing and I licked my lips again. 'Fuck yeah, that would do just fine.' He suggested as he gazed at my open mouth and tongue.

'It's yours Devon.' I said as I now began squirming in my seat from the throbbing discomfort of my strangled cock. I was ready to jump up, drag him to my car and take him home or anywhere else to eat him and let him fuck me but then devastatingly from out of nowhere, my mind yelled to me that I had to work.

'Aw Jesus man.' Devon said unexpectedly.

'What's wrong?' I asked.

'You bring me to this point and now you're going to say you can't do it. I can see it written all over your face.'

I looked at him surprised. 'No Devon.' I said sitting forward and lowering my voice. 'I want to suck your big cock dry. I want you to fuck me from here to eternity. I want to lick your sack and suck your nuts and I want you to show me everything that beautiful big and sexy body can do but first, I have a business appointment that I have to keep. It should only take me about an hour but then after that I'm all yours.' I explained.

To say that Devon was relieved is an understatement and his eyes transformed from frustration to satisfaction in an instant. He picked up his knife and fork, cut a piece of his beef and with it perched, speared on his fork, he held it toward me over the table.

'Would you like to taste my meat?' He said with eyes that shackled me in lust.

'Fuck!' I gasped and the words were surrounded by an extremely audible exhalation of breath that was followed instantly by a hard swallow. Actually I think it was more of a gulp.

There was no smile or grin on his face, no other words spoken and no seductive display or sexual innuendo of the tongue. All there was were those eyes and as I looked at them and tried to breathe away the all-consuming and uncontrollable sexual yearning that they were filling me with, he reached across the table with his other hand, picked up my fork and he stabbed a ready cut piece of my rump steak.

'I've always known Australians to be a very generous people. The least you could do is offer me a taste of your meat as well.' He said and then he parted his lips, extended his tongue and slid the meat along it and deep into his mouth.

'Holy shit!' I said and I felt like every cell of my body was being tasered as all of my muscles contracted. 'Anything Devon.' I said in reply but I was so stunned and so amazed by his seductive remarks that I was lost for words and my cock was screaming in my shorts. I honestly thought I was going to blow and I could also feel the wet warmth of the pre-come that was soaking my briefs. I was a mass of desires and lust and my gut was swirling and turning as I stared back over the table at Devon. My professional, responsible and reliable nature suddenly went hurtling out the window. I raised my finger to Devon, indicating for him to wait just a moment and then I lifted my phone off the table. I called Pete.

'Hey buddy, it's me.'

Hey Kane, have you gotten through most of the items on my list yet?' Pete asked.

'Yeah, everything but the legal matter. In actual fact, it's what I'm calling about. Is there any chance that I could do it tomorrow and that you could call and change the appointment and give me the rest of the day off?'

'Why? Are you okay?'

'Yeah, I'm fine but... well, something really big has come up.' I said ambiguously and grinned as I looked at Devon who looked back with a proud smile. Pete was silent for a brief time and I waited for a reply.

'You've met a guy with muscles, haven't you?' Pete said definitively.

'What?' I said but it wasn't really a question. I was just stunned that he had nailed it in one.

'Come on, out with it. I know you're a muscle slut and you haven't gotten any in a while and I also know you well enough to know that you take your job very seriously. So unless someone has died or your legs have been cut off at the knees in an accident, there is only one thing that could drag this request from your lips. What's his name?' Pete asked and I laughed.

'His name is Devon and I am to be his sex slave and worship his muscles if you would grant this request.' I said half laughing as I watched Devon pushing his tongue against his cheek and imitating sucking cock.

'You're lucky it isn't that urgent and that you are my mate. You are going to owe me for this or I will dock your salary. Your choice.' He said.

'I'll owe you big time buddy, thanks for the choice and if your lucky, I might even broaden that straight man mind with all the hot, thick and creamy details next time we're alone.' I said.

I heard him laugh very loudly and then say that's fucking gross Kane but before I had the chance to reply, Pete said later mate and then the phone went dead. I looked at Devon's handsome face and into his beautiful green eyes again and I smiled a mischievous smile.

'So do you want to finish your lunch or shall we just head back to my place for coffee.'

'Fuck lunch and fuck coffee.' Devon replied.

'I'd prefer it if you fucked me.' I said.

'You got it.' He assured.

We stood up and then headed to the parking station to retrieve my car. The level was filled with cars but empty of people and before the doors to my car were unlocked, Devon had me against the wall behind the car and as his tongue was spearing my mouth, one hand was crushing my cock while the other was squeezing one of the tight cheeks of my butt. At a certain moment I stepped forward toward him but he pushed me back against the wall, kissed me hard and jammed his huge body against me, writhing and rubbing his enormous chest and cock against my body and turning me into the meat in the sandwich that was flattened between two solid and unmovable walls.

Devon's knees were bent. Let's face it, five foot nine to over six foot, his mouth had a journey to kiss me but he seemed unperturbed and more than happy to do what was required to free his hungry needs and from the way his body moved and his tongue danced, man was he hungry. The heat between us was rising with each moment and then suddenly, to my complete astonishment, Devon gripped my arse cheeks, lifted me off the ground, turned one hundred and eighty degrees in a fluid movement and then he sat my arse on the front quarter panel of my car. He pulled my legs apart and stepped between them and as his hand went to the back of my head, he pulled for our lips to meet, his tongue already fully extended before they even touched. I parted my lips and allowed his large tongue to drive between them and begin to duel with mine.

'Holy shit Devon, you are so fucking hot.' I said after the kiss and then I dragged his white t-shirt from within his shorts and moved my hands searchingly up beneath it. His abdominals were like a rutted road and my fingers rolled up and down over the muscles as my hands journeyed toward his chest. Just touching his body was driving me wild and though now my cock was standing hard, straight and tall, still it was painful in its throbbing desire. My hands reached yet another desired destination and man was his chest massive and hard. The taut and smooth skin felt magnificent beneath my hands and I discovered myself wishing I could see it. It was then that the animation of my hands brought my fingertips into contact with those nipples. 'Damn!' I said and as I began to toy with them, Devon unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts with ease and his hand was strangling and stroking my average but fat cock.

'Fuck! You've got a nice cock.' Devon said.

I smiled proudly and then I pinched his nipples hard and he groaned with undisputable pleasure. 'I'm going to suck you dry.' He said and the thought of his mouth devouring my six inches of length and six inches of girth was more than I could bare but then suddenly his hands were on my chest and he was thrusting me backwards hard. I felt the metal of the bonnet of my car dent and then immediately pop back into place as my back and head hit, crashing against it. For a split second I thought what if someone comes for their car but then I thought fuck it, I don't care and instantly Devon's mouth had taken every inch of my cock and with a groan as his mouth stretched to accommodate it, his head began to piston up and down with expert talent.

'Aw man, Devon, you can eat my cock until the end of time. Yeah man, ah hell, suck my fucking cock.'

I felt his left hand grip my pear shaped and pear sized nut sack and he stretched it firmly while gently squeezing and massaging it in his palm. His other hand was now caressing as it moved over my respectable pecs and abs and I thought as I moaned, I could die a very happy man right at that moment.

I lifted myself and propped my elbows behind me so that I could watch this handsome and young Marine, eating my cock. Even if I had no nerves to feel, I know just watching him would have made me shoot my shit. Thankfully however, that wasn't the case and with his talented mouth, he gave me the full cinematic experience plus feeling. He lifted his mouth away momentarily, wrapped his lips around my fat and bulging half moon knob and as he held my boner in his fist, he sucked my cock head and rubbed his tongue over it unmercifully, desecrating its hot and wet sensitivity. My arms began to shake and then gave way and I fell back down against the metal beneath me.

He pulled away briefly and looked down at me and it wasn't just how handsome he was, it was that damned erotic glint in his green eyes. All I could think was that they were fucking me before Devon did. He smiled and his tongue licked at the corner of his lips and it was somehow saying that this had only just begun. He leaned down again and I lifted my head to watch him again and now he started licking the underside of my cock, which was presenting for all of heaven to see. It was a slow and dancing stroke of his tongue from balls to knob and it was done so lightly and felt so good that I was sighing with each malleable stroke. Without warning, not that I required any, he had stolen one of my nuts into his mouth and he sucked it firmly and then rolled it around on his tongue with gentle liquid movements. He played with it for a while and then he released it before taking the other in its place. In my life, I had been with a ton of guys but there was something about Devon and what he did to me that was a one-fuck wonder highlight. Maybe it was simply because he was that long held fantasy of an American Marine or maybe he was just that good but whatever the case, from that day forward, Devon remained in my mind as one hot special to go.

Devon released my nuts and then he began tonguing my sack and then down behind it toward my arsehole. For a moment I waited with baited breath for his tongue to touch and prod my bud and then to dive deep and to tongue fuck me but he reversed engines and once again consumed my cock.

His head slid perfectly along the length of my fat cock and his pleasurable moans only made his mouth and him, all the more satisfying. I really was thinking I could let Devon eat my cock for a lifetime. He grabbed my balls with his left hand and stretched them out and then unexpectedly, the central finger of his right hand was not just inside me deep but it was fucking my arsehole hard and fast. My whole body was suddenly flinching as his rather large finger was a piston inside a shaft and his mouth and tongue were working my cock in an equally fuck pounding manner. I was not just moaning or groaning, I was grunting with each thrust and my hips were lunging as they forced my cock to more deeply invade America.

'Aw fuck, ah, god damn, fuck me Devon.' I yelled while trying to maintain a subdued voice.

He pulled away just for a second and as he looked down at me and forced his finger even deeper, I saw that glint in his eyes again. 'Fill it up, Kane, to the top.' He ordered and then went back for the final assault.

'Fuck Devon, rob my fat cock dry.'

His finger came down onto my prostate and after a small nudge and rub that made me yelp like a bitch on heat being fucked by a desperate dog, he finger fucked with even more intensity and as his mouth sucked my cock raw, he sent me into a freefall and I exploded inside his magnificent mouth. He let go of my nuts and his hand went to my chest and pinched a nipple torturously and as he continued to dredge my nut sack dry, his finger fuck-fest was incessant. My body writhed beneath his influence and I was calling his name in a delirium.

I would say I had passed out but of course that wasn't the case. In reality the powerful rush of blood to my head was such a rush in combination with one of those climaxes that knocks you on your arse, just for a moment I was in a state of altered consciousness. It was really that good for me. Seconds later as my mind caught up to my body, I looked toward Devon and he was looking back at me like he was the one and not me, who had just been pumped full of an adrenaline and pethidine cocktail.

'Man, Kane, I love the way you give yourself to me so completely. I hope it will be the same when I pound your hot ass and fill you like you just filled my mouth.'

'Shit Devon, how about you imagine that my arse belongs to you and you alone and that you are the only man who ever fucks me and ever has. Think of my arse as your cock's slave and know that it will do your bidding and want nothing more than to give your meat whatever it's saucy requirements may be.'

'God damn!' Devon said.

'God has nothing to do with it Devon, it's all you.' I replied.

'Fuck! Let's go. Now!' He said looking like he was about to blow.

Soon we were driving out of Sydney's metropolis and crossing the limits into the suburban environs. Devon was looking around outside of the car and I suspected all of the sights were new and unseen to him. It is in my nature that with a sense of pride, I always like to show people around who have never seen the views and locations of this city but as much as I wanted to, there was something far more urgent and important that we both had to attend to. Devon's cock! It was still hard, his shorts were tented severely and I was desperate to not only see it and touch it but I also wanted to suck it. The thought of him fucking me never crossed my mind. Yeah, right.

For a few minutes as we drove and talked, we discussed the subtle differences between Australian English and American English. Things like Americans say the hood of a car and Australians say the bonnet, Americans say the trunk of a car and Australians say the boot or while Americans say sidewalk, Australians say footpath. Devon then said that they said ass while we said arse and I said I didn't understand that because ass was a colloquial term for a donkey or a fool while an arse was what he was about to fuck with his big cock. Devon laughed at what I had said but then he shrugged and said we spell it how we say it. It then became even more amusing when I told him that when they said give someone a pat on the fanny, while their reference was to the butt, in Australia, we call a vagina a fanny and so it was always a laugh to us when we heard Americans say it in movies.

I reached across and placed my hand on his thigh and squeezed the small amount I could grasp. Man, I was certain he could snap me if he got me between them, they were massive. He turned and looked at me and smiled and I slid my hand and squeezed his cock and he moaned as if a pulled muscle or pinched nerve had just been released. I checked the traffic ahead was clear. I wanted to continue the relaxed chat and amusement between us but with my quirky sense of humour, I turned and looked into those eyes with a very serious expression. 'Devon?' I said questioningly.

'Yeah?'

'Promise me something?'

'I suppose, it depends on what it is?' He replied.

'It's something really big, something huge!' I said.

'Okay, what?' He asked looking at me, now a little uncertain of his choice to come with me.

'It's an enormous requirement I need from you but...' I said pausing to add to his suspense as well as his frustration.

'What?' He asked again impatiently and curiously.

'Are you sure it doesn't matter how big it is?' I asked pushing just a little more.

'Do you often ask prospective fucks to make promises Kane?' He asked a little discomforted.

'Well I've never asked for one this large before.' I replied biting my lip.

'Kane, just ask already.'

'Promise me you'll let me suck that massive Texan cock?' I said and my serious façade crumbled and I laughed at the expression on his face.

'Fuck Kane.' He said and then slugged me in the shoulder.

'I told you it was a massive favour.' I said snickering and he rolled his eyes at me but I could see behind them that he had gotten a kick out of the idea that someone's desire for his hardware, could be used as a joke at his expense because of its size. After a bit of a laugh and while I was watching the road, he replied unexpectedly.

'On one condition.' He said even more seriously than I had.

I turned and looked at him with surprise. 'Okay! I wasn't expecting a conditional answer or any answer to my jest but what's the condition?

'I want to blow you again as well.' Devon replied.

'Shit, it's an unnecessary request Devon, my cock is at your disposal.' I replied.

'Good!' He said and then I heard his seatbelt click and retract back and his face was in my lap and his hands were dragging at my button and zipper.

'Aw fuck Devon, no, you can't, what if we get busted?' I said wanting it desperately but trying to think cautiously.

'I'm a ground forces man and sometimes we have to go down on our bellies and crawl through dangerous situations.' He said snickering and then my cock was in his mouth.

'Aw, holy fuck!' I groaned.

'There's nothing holy about this Kane.' He said sort of imitating my remark from back at the parking station, as he released my cock for a moment and then he went on full surprise attack and I thought my grip was going to tear the steering wheel from the column.

'Aw fuck.' I cried out.

'Mmm.' He moaned.

'Argh.'

'Mmm.'

'Ah, aw.'

'Mmm.'

'Fuck, Devon.'

'Mmm.'

I knew he was good but in this position, under these circumstances, he was amazing and he brought me to the crest in minutes. I wanted to hold off and so I took one hand off the wheel and tried to grab his head but he knew what I was doing and he knew that he had me right there and his hand grabbed mine and held it and then he began to annihilate my cock in and with his mouth. I groaned and yelled in a fit of ecstasy and even though my cock was shooting, Devon was literally sucking the juice out of my cock. I yanked my wrist from his hold and grabbed the wheel with both hands as I tried to maintain some control, amidst a mind-bending climax and an incredible Marines highly visible and highly successful assault.

He licked my cock clean and it was red and raw and super sensitive and then he rubbed his tongue hard against the tip and I swear I screamed like a little girl. I heard his sadistic laughter as he repacked the package and then sat up grinning like a Cheshire cat. 'Don't fuck with a Marine!' He said and I laughed. I turned to look at him with both satisfaction and a touch of the thought of sexual vengeance in my eyes but his grin vanished as he saw the change in my expression and my eyes look out the window beside him. He swung around and we both said shit, as we stared at a truck driver in a small truck, looking in at us. He was giving us a serious look but then all of a sudden, he winked at us, licked his lips provocatively and allowed a huge smile to cross his face. Devon turned and looked at me and we laughed uncontrollably but as we both looked back, he waved and then turned off to the left.

Ten minutes later we were walking through the front door of my house. I had only just gotten the key out of the lock when Devon began a semi surprise attack. He grabbed me from behind, pulled me further into my home and then slammed the door. His massive chest was hard against my back, his arms were wrapped around my torso and then there was his unmistakable pylon that was as hard as a granite slab, pushing diagonally across and into my arse cheeks. His head bent forward and he kissed the side of my neck but then unexpectedly, his mouth opened and his teeth closed on my neck as he literally growled like some wild beast, letting me know that he was the predator and I was the prey.

The extraordinarily huge forearm that was around my waist suddenly tightened and as his legs straightened, he lifted me as a consequence off the floor. He turned and surveyed the room, which was a combined lounge/dining room and he began to carry me to the nearest piece of furniture. It was the dining table and before I knew it, he had put me down, turned me around and then he was on top of me, on top of the table. For a few moments as I listened to the creeks and cracks of the wood of the table beneath us, I waited for the splintering snap and break of it beneath what had to be in the vicinity of four hundred pounds between us. Time passed however and my mind could not maintain thoughts of the inanimate, while Devon's mouth and body were going wild on top of me.

I was so into the feeling of Devon's physical and mental seduction that was making me hotter and harder with each passing moment but I just wanted to see him naked so badly and I also wanted to feel that enormous naked body all over me, so I just had to make him stop so that I could drag the clothes from his awesome frame.

'I told Pete I was going to worship your body and I hate lying to my friend, so Devon, let's get naked.'

He lifted his head and looked into my eyes and he looked like the cat that was eyeing the canary. 'Aw Jesus Devon, you make me feel like an intended rape victim with those eyes.'

'Trust me Kane that is exactly what you are.' He replied.

'Y'all goin' to steal this innocent boys virginity?' I said with a pathetic attempt at a southern American accent.'

'No worries mate!' He replied, equally as badly, laughed loudly and then dismounted both my body and that of the gratified table.

I dragged the t-shirt over his head and then stopped and stared, almost drooling at the body, the pecs and the nipples. As I stood in my frozen adoration of his lust-inciting body, he reached forward with one hand and my shorts were unhitched and dropping to my ankles in seconds. My hands rushed to unhitch his shorts and he gave a small laugh at my desperateness. I pressed my hands against his chest and while getting a good feel of his beautiful mounds of flesh; I pushed him backward, walking him unknowingly toward the lounge.

'Man Kane, I love how bad you want me.' He said and then he reached and tore my t-shirt down the centre into one large piece of material and then pulled it down and away from my arms. 'Shit, you got a hot body beneath that baggy t.' He remarked and as I looked into his eyes that were ogling my chest, my hands pulled down the zip and let his shorts drop to the ground.

'I thought American's were a boxer nation?' I said as I looked at the log within the tight fitting briefs.

'Maybe, maybe not but certainly not this American.' He replied. 'Now lose your briefs and let me see the complete package.' He said and with that one order, I was ready to join the military.

I dropped my briefs and then dropped to my knees in an instant and I raised one hand and rubbed and pressed its cupped palm and fingers over and along the large yet still hidden surprise. I wanted to get to it and to see it immediately but I also wanted to keep the anticipation alive. I leaned forward and ran my tongue over the material, starting at the base of his sack and then all the way along this mighty warriors sword. He moaned and I put my hands on his legs and slid them up until they caressed and pressed against his extensively worked thighs. My tongue continuously licked along the twitching rod. I slid my hands to the back of his legs and as I moved them upwards sensuously, I slipped the tips of my fingers beneath the seams of his briefs and then drove my hands inside. I gripped his cheeks and squeezed hard against the clenching butt muscles and then I pinched the front of his briefs between my teeth and dragged the seam down beneath his balls. His long and thick hard cock literally swung free and slapped the side of my face and then stood like a good soldier to attention. It was easily seven and a half inches long and its thickness equalled my own. It was cut with a knob so hard and that flared so wide that it called to the gay male desire to partake lustily. I almost did but I wanted to work his big balls, revving him up for the blowjob that was yet to come. I pushed my lips against his sack and sucked a nut onto my hot and wet awaiting tongue.

'Aw man.' He whispered as I sucked and toyed with one of his vulnerable jewels. I rubbed my hands over his arse and it was pure American, A-grade beef; a taste I had never had the pleasure of. From the moment I got my hands on his arse, every opportunity I had, I squeezed and touched it in amazement.

'Squeeze my ass and suck my nuts buddy.' He said with a pleasured tone and I did exactly that. I glanced up at him and he was looking down at me. His left hand was rubbing his nipple and then his right moved to my head and he slid his fingers through my hair softly and then he moaned again from the pleasure.

I released his nut and licked his sack, tickling it with the tip of my tongue. I looked at his strong, swinging flagpole, jerking needfully and I wanted to consume it right then but still I held back and I moved to sate his left nut as well. I turned my hands inward and pushed as I slid all eight fingers into his crack. I gripped his cheeks firmly and as I locked my grip with those brilliantly evolved opposable thumbs, I squeezed and pulled his arse cheeks apart. I rolled his nut over my tongue and I rolled my tongue against his nut and then I gave it another suck before sliding it from between relaxed, though sealed lips.

I gazed up at him again, then looked at his huge cock and then returned my eyes to his. Devon smiled at the knowledge of my unspoken intent and so as I kept my eyes focused on his, I extended my tongue and ran its tip along the underside of his very broad and round cock. It was a large pole of flesh and blood and despite the desirable actions I was about to perform and was in fact, dying to perform, I imagined the incredible impaling I was certain to receive later, from this handsome and naked, modern day gladiator.

As Devon watched with an anticipative impatience in his eyes, I swirled and curled my fingers around his huge cock very slowly. I saw the sexual grimace and heard the sigh as he felt a man's hand begin the worshipping service of his weapon. I let my fingers squeeze it into my palm and then I gave it one hard crush and he sighed again. He watched every movement of my hand, his eyes flicking occasionally to look into mine. I began to bend it down toward me and stopped when the cream-filling eye was less than a quarter of an inch from my lips. I extended my tongue and fluttered its tip over the eye that was being stretched by the bulging knob. He sighed again. I squeezed his shaft at its base and holding the firm grip, I moved my fist upwards until a large though single drop of pre-come emerged. I parted my lips to the size of the crest of his knob, wrapped and pressed them around it and then I licked the droplet away. Devon sighed yet again. I began to suck hard on the top of his knob and I started stroking the substantial shaft while my tongue caressed around its circumference.

My own cock was throbbing from my fortune and my actions and so I reached down an gave it an aggressive acknowledgement that it would again be satisfied but now I turned my attention back to the unquestionable nature and need of Devon's assault weapon and I drove my mouth down three quarters of the barrel. I wished I could take it all but some of us are not so lucky.

Devon now moaned with delight and I instantly began forcing his cock to fuck my mouth hard and fast. 'Aw shit man' I heard him say and I added some additional pressure to my tongue and mouth against his mouth-watering meat. I reached and grabbed his briefs and I dragged them down over his enormous thighs until I pulled them to the floor. He stepped out of them and I continued to suck his big delicious cock like it was an obsession. Somehow, I think it was.

I sucked his cock and then I licked its length then kiss his skin all around his groin. I licked his nuts again and then I cherished and savoured the feeling of his big cock head between my lips and in my mouth and then I used my mouth to fuck his cock hard. Devon was moaning as I ate his cock hungrily but then I brought both hands to his stomach and I pushed him back firmly. His cock slid from my mouth as he fell backwards and slumped onto the lounge behind him. He looked at me surprised and I stood, grabbed his huge shoulders and I pushed him sideways and down. I wanted him on his back and beneath me and then I knelt back down and looked at him. Devon smiled expectantly as he moved squarely onto his back.

I gripped his big cock with my right hand and I slid my left palm over and up onto his chest. I squeezed his right nipple and he groaned. He looked so fucking incredible and his eyes gazed at me like two green lights telling me to go ahead. I sighed at how hot he was and then I bent down and kissed him hard. His cock clenched in my hand and his arms surrounded me and crushed me against him as he kissed back just as hard. We kissed like that for minutes and then I slowly retreated, sucked his nipple until he groaned again and then I returned to his magnificent cock. I attacked it desperately as my head rose and fell fast and my tongue pressed hard against its taut though elastic flesh. I crawled between my movements, up onto the lounge between his legs and settled there as I pounded my mouth over much of his cock. I held his balls in one hand and I caressed his body with the other and soon enough as I pounded with pleasure, Devon's body began to jerk beneath me. His hips began to thrust his cock deeper and I had to release his balls and grip his cock to protect my throat from his unassuming lance.

'Fuck!' He muttered within his gasp and I twisted his big cock within my mouth. I could feel it swelling even more, both the shaft and the knob and as the tendons in my jaw strained to maintain the largest piece of meat I had ever consumed, I increased my thrusts over his cock and I felt a stream of pre-come slide between his cock and my tongue. It was so thick and youthfully sweet and my head stopped as I tasted it and sucked at it and Devon clenched every muscle as it sent his sensitivity to a new high. I began to take him deep again and now he expelled an extended groan and his body contracted at the waist as he tried to subdue his loss of control. I glanced up at his face and his eyes were glazed from the feelings of his cock in my mouth and as he looked back at me, just for a split second his focus was distracted and he realised this battle was lost.

'Aw fuck Kane.' He yelled and as his muscles clenched, his cock drove hard into my mouth and with multiple spasms, Devon began filling my mouth with copious infusions of hot American nectar. I swallowed an inordinate amount instantly and then I pounded the hugely distended and swollen meat voraciously and he gasped as if begging for relief. 'Aw Jesus, fuck, argh.' He yelled and I swirled his cock within his come upon my tongue. He moaned again and finally I swallowed and continued to suck until his body began to ease.

I imagined from the volume of jizz that if this had been another guy, I would have near emptied his sack but at that moment, knowing that this was Devon, I was more than certain that those grapefruit balls could feed me all day long before emergency rations would be required. I cleaned his cock with my tongue but I continued to lick its length and thickness, occasionally taking it back into my mouth for another tempting suck. Devon was still moaning and sighing beneath me while residual orgasmic spasms shot sporadically throughout his body.

'Man I love your cock Devon.' I said.

'There is no doubt about that.' He replied amidst heavy breathing and a satisfied laugh and then I crawled up on top of him, licking the perspiration from his tasty flesh until I pressed our lips together once again.

I then lay on his body with my face on his chest, almost in disbelief that this forty-four year old man had an incredibly hot and young hunk beneath him that was the Marine of his fantasy from his teenage years. My cock was still rock hard and my desires had been far from satisfied. As a general rule, though not exclusively, I was a top but always more than willing to cross the boundaries for certain men. Devon was one of those men and just the thought of him taking me at that moment, made me clench my cock and press it hard against him. I was impatient but I wanted him to regain his energy before I became joined to this piece of heaven on a stick.

I kissed his chest, small kisses, as I gently rubbed my body against his. Even in the flaccid state his cock was thick and meaty and I could feel it rubbing against my skin. My hands were caressing and gently squeezing the balls of his shoulders and then sliding down to also touch and press and feel his inordinate upper arms. He was so soft and smooth and yet so hard and firm and from the recapturing of this story, though it is no doubt obvious and well-established that he drove me wild, I simply cannot describe what this fantasy that had been brought into reality, did to my senses and my desires and my most basic primal nature as a man. What was amusing about my reaction was that Devon was so completely aware of how desperately and uncontrollably I wanted him, all the while knowing that I already had him right there in my arms.

I know that sometimes we can get so carried away in those moments or delude ourselves into seeing something that simply isn't there or even that sometimes we transform a person into some imaginative perfection, the truth of whom only becomes apparent after the fact. However, the truth was that Devon was fucking hot and he was hotter than any man I had ever been with or have ever been with since. For me he was the solo performance beneath the spotlight and his song came on rich and dulcet tones that heated the blood and soothed the soul. Though this may sound like a man in love or a man with regret, nothing is further from the truth. It was simply that amidst the exorbitant lust and the powerful emotions, no man had ever stimulated me sexually, so completely and memorably.

At a certain moment his arms had embraced my back and he was holding me warmly while sending sensual sparks through me with his occasional light caresses. This of course only added to the feverish need for him to take me and when his hand slid beneath my arms and gripped my body and slid me up to kiss him, I believed at that moment that the foreplay was over.

His arms tightened around me, squeezing me like he almost wanted to crush me against him. I felt no discomfort because no matter how close to him that I was, I thought that the sex was never going to be close enough or hard enough or hot enough. I didn't know how wrong I could possibly be or what was about to happen. He raised his left leg, bending it at the knee and with only the force of his foot and his elbow against the lounge, he turned us and before I knew what had happened, I was beneath him and once again a prisoner to the rape of his eyes.

He pushed his lips to mine and within their hot, wet and erratic movements that slid and pressed and consumed with intent, Devon kissed me so hard and aggressively that the feelings he sent through my body, forced my prostate to pulse and I thought I was going to blow. No one had ever done this to me before. It must have been a combination of my reaction to everything about him, with the state of my mind concerning him and everything he was doing to me but all these effects of sensuousness, peaked in a moment and my nervous system went crazy on a raw sexual level.

He felt my whole body twitch beneath him and though it was a small spasm, Devon was completely aware of my reaction and he pulled away and looked at me. 'Man, Kane, I have never affected someone the way I do you. What's the story?'

I looked back at his questioning eyes and I decided to let him in on my headspace. 'Not to detract from you as a real person Devon but you represent a fantasy I have had since I was a teenager. I really did watch the movies about Marines and I always got hard and wanted one to fuck me. None of the stars held a candle to how hot and awesome you are and so looking at you and touching you and knowing what you are going to do to me, shit Devon, I could almost blow from the thought.'

'Well I guess I'll just have to raise my game to live up to your expectations and see if I can't take you to heaven.' He said smiling.

'Somehow I doubt you will have to try too hard.' I replied.

'Now that you've explained that to me, I have something in mind just for you Kane.' He said with a devious grin.

Devon began rolling the muscles of his torso and in so doing, his cock, which was now completely erect and very hard, slid up along my abdomen and onto my stomach before his movements reversed and slid it back down. Each time he pushed up, the front of his body would compress against mine, forcing the mammoth cock to dig as it sliced a flexible groove between us. The feeling of the pressure of that big cock as it gouged forward and then retreated, only served to raise my desire to have him deep inside of me. All the while within the flesh on flesh massage, his pecs and his abs and simply every part of his beautiful body was writhing against me and lifting me to such proportions of anticipation that though I loved it, I still wanted to scream in frustration.

Devon gripped both my arms around my biceps and he pushed down against them, pinning my arms to the lounge. He slid both his legs so that his lower legs were crossed over my lower legs, again pinning me to the lounge. He had me beneath him, his chest on mine and he lifted his head and looked directly into my eyes. The expression on his face said that I was at his mercy and that there was nothing I could do but submit. I of course couldn't be happier but I thought best to put on a show, so I made an average attempt at struggling, hoping it would be enough to appease his need for dominance. He already had been given it one hundred percent anyway and as much as I was enjoying the brief role play and despite being in awe of this massive and beautiful man on top of me, I was desperate to feel that huge cock burying itself within me. I was soon to find that Devon was a very smart young man and I had been completely wrong. The foreplay was far from over and he was about to send me insane with wanton desire while giving me nothing to ease those needs in return.

He was already fully aware of the effect his gaze had on me by my previous remarks about how he looked at me and so he began by staring at me at close quarters. His (I'm going to fuck you) glint in his eyes was there the whole time and to be subjected to that look in a beautiful set of eyes that were set within the most amazingly handsome face, made me want him and want him inside me, all that much more. Every time I raised my head to kiss him, he pulled his lips just out of reach and smiled. The first few times I simply smiled back but soon I wanted his lips and tongue so badly. He was also fully aware of how his body turned me on and so he would lift himself up and gently scrape his pecs and tits over mine. After several repeat performances of this, my skin was beginning to tingle from these sensuous caresses and I was now beginning to sigh at a more frequent rate. Once he had me in that position, Devon lifted his torso away from mine and then he started running the huge knob of his cock up and down my torso. He would purposely place it on top of my cock to start and then he would slowly slide it up until it moved onto my abdomen and then he would move it up to my navel before dragging it back down and over my cock. This erotic torture, which was fucking unbelievable, was made frustrating because I wanted to touch him and to kiss him and to feel his big cock in my hand but Devon negated my every instinct as he forced me to endure the degree of my desire for him. I loved everything he did but I wanted to participate and he was determined to take me to the destination along another path. You will either know or you could only imagine what this was doing to me. I have said that I wanted to scream in frustration before but now I was closing on a point of needing to be straightjacketed. Desperate cannot describe the feelings in my body or my sexual hunger or the thoughts to have him jackhammer me for twelve hours straight. I was beginning to lose the plot.

Every now and then Devon would look into my eyes like he was going to eat me and I swear there was a moment when I actually wanted him to. Amidst Devon's now infamous gaze, there was his tongue that slid out from between his lips. He would run the tip over them, moistening them and making the skin look so red and wet and desirable. Again I would raise my head to kiss him and again he would pull away. I had never in my life wanted a man to fuck me so badly as I did by this point and my cock was aching and sore from being so hard. I almost wanted someone to cut it off for some relief.

'Devon! Please!' I begged but all he did was smile.

He suddenly lowered his face to mine and he pressed his lips to my right cheek so tenderly and then without breaking the lip/skin connection, he slid his lips toward my mouth. He slid the tip of his tongue, running it sensuously over my lips. I felt my cock twitch and throb as he pressed another button within me but as I opened my mouth to kiss him, he pulled away yet again.

'Fuck, Devon. Come on man.' I pleaded.

'Do you want me?' He asked teasingly.

'Jesus man, yes!' I said, my voice frustrated.

Devon smiled that smile again and then he moved down along my body until his cock was between my thighs. He lowered himself and then edged up until the tip of his knob was pressing against my bud.

'Shit, yeah, Devon!' I cried out as my mind was spinning with anticipation while every cell of my being was screaming to be satisfied after what he had put me through. I felt the crest of his hard cock head nudging against me but that was all it was. Consistent and persistent nudges of that beautiful cock that I wanted inside me. He was looking at me playfully as he kept pushing it and then easing off and after all of the incessant teasing he was submitting me to, I think I wanted it like I had never wanted a cock before. He leaned down and he sucked my nipple and though he had been unaware of the fact, this was one of my little secrets. A highly sensitive spot on my body and I let out an audible gasp and groan as he sucked it hard and he pulled away and looked at me with an expression that said, you're fucked now.

'Devon, no man, not like this.' I implored but he just followed with a devious grin and then he kissed the nipple and rubbed his lips roughly over it to stimulate it and I moaned. He then licked it delicately and playfully but then he nibbled it between his teeth, grinding it until I began to groan and then yell. He kissed and licked softly again but as soon as I was more at ease, he assaulted my tit again. I was gasping and writhing beneath him and my cock was throbbing painfully while my body was tingling all over.

'Ah fuck, Devon, please.' I screamed as my brain was readying itself to implode.

He then sucked it as deep and as hard as he could between his lips and with his tongue rubbing against it, he pulled away, stretching it as far as he could before finally releasing it from the wondrous torture.

'Fuck, Devon!' I said moaning and then instantly he was nudging my ring just that little bit harder with his huge knob.

'Come on man, come on. Fuck me with your beautiful big cock.' I yelled.

He lifted both my arms suddenly and pushed them above my head and then he wrapped one hand around my wrists to free his other hand for whatever he had in mind. He looked me directly in the eyes and then shook his free hand in front of me as if to say what am I going to do with this now.

'God help me.' I said.

'Not likely.' He replied.

'Oh fuck?' I said.

'Later!' He said and then he moved his free hand to my chest. 'I like it when a man continues to look after and work his body.' He followed and then he began to caress my chest and stomach. My body was already buzzing and tingling from his sensual torture and my mind was in a state of feverishness and now Devon used those fingers and the tips of his nails so gently, as he ran them and scraped them and swirled them all over my tantalised skin. I could feel how big and hard he was and I thought that he must want it too but he just kept it all going and taking me to some previously unreached point of elation. When he finally stopped this I sighed, in some ways gratefully but then I watched as he slightly angled his body, directing his hand to his cock between my thighs.

I was looking down and watching the thick manly hand envelop the biggest cock I had ever had and I could only imagine all of those inches in every direction, pumping and pounding inside of my arse, which hadn't been fucked in some time. Seven and a half inches was massive to me but man I just wanted it in me so badly and even more so because it was Devon. On this one day of my entire life, my fantasy Marine was going to fuck me and fill me on behalf of all fifty-two stars and however many stripes.

Devon began rubbing his cock head up along my perineum, rubbing it against my sack and then sliding it back down to press and tease my tensile yet clenching bud. I had never had someone caress all over me between my legs with the tip of their cock so sensuously and Devon kept this going for what seemed like forever, as I continued to beg him to ram his big cock inside of me. No matter which of all these repetitive acts he employed, it was all to take me higher and to want him, if at all possible, just that little bit more. There was no doubt he had been successful in his pursuit and I was primed and lubricated and ready to go.

Unexpectedly Devon rose up and he straddled my chest and I stared as his right hand man stood tall before me. I eyed the huge American military helmet and just as I thought of my desire to suck it again, I looked up into Devon's eyes, only to see a knowing smile. He finally released my arms and he grabbed his cock and pushed it down and he lifted my head, spearing his knob into my mouth. I began to pump his huge cock once again and I finally felt like my delicious torture was over. Devon squeezed his cock hard and I was treated with a delicious globule of pre-come and I tightened my mouth and sucked hard with a desire for more.

'Don't be greedy.' He said and pulled the beautiful meat from my mouth.

'Devon, man, is this sex or torture?' I said embellishing as I looked at the big knob covered in pre-come and my saliva.

'How much foreplay do you want?' He said with a grin.

Devon then shifted his position and kneeling beside me, he lifted me up onto my knees and pulled me into his arms. He kissed me hard and deep and the power of his arms was crushing me as his cock was grinding against mine. I locked my arms around his neck and he pushed one of his legs between mine, forcing me to spread them. He reached down and gripped both of my upper legs and as he pulled them around him, he sat back on his haunches positioning my body where he could do with it as he wished. He released my legs and now that my arse was seated on his thighs, he then kissed me hard again.

'As a soldier, occasionally I am required to be embedded and Kane, this is one of those times.' He said smiling.

'Do what you have to for god and country, your ally is at your side.' I replied and he looked at me amused but also turned on.

Devon's hands were on my waist and he slid them up and down the side of my body. He then moved them around to the front and he ran them over my stomach and then my chest, as he continued to feel every inch of me. My quiet breaths were deep and though I wanted to touch his body just as much, I allowed him to caress and feel what I was giving to him unconditionally. The way he looked at me and the way he stared at my chest, Devon made me feel so desirable. He squeezed my pecs and then he looked up into my eyes but now there was a slight alteration to that look in his eyes. It was still a lustful look but there was also an appreciation of me.

His hands moved around to my back and he continued his tactile exploration. He loved to touch and feel the skin and the muscles of my body and as he enjoyed himself in this manner, I took his cock into my hand and I squeezed the length and girth firmly and then began to stroke it from bottom to top and back. He moaned from my lengthy appreciation and his hands moved heatedly and then he pulled me against him and began kissing me so hard and deep that I knew we were only moments away.

'Kane, I am going to fuck you so deep buddy.' He said as he pulled back from the assault of his tongue within my mouth.

At that very moment, I felt wet warmth oozing over my palm and between my fingers. I looked down and I had never seen such an extraordinary amount of pre-come in my life. Now it may already be pretty damned clear that I love sucking cock and I also love to swallow but I have an absolute love of pre-come, probably because there is so often so little to satisfy my demands but here was an enormous, flaring knob that had it covering it like a transparent sheet and it was still flowing out as I looked at it. All I could think was to move and drop down and to suck on that delicious cock head but before I had the chance to even blink, Devon gripped my waist, raised me and positioned his knob squarely against my bud.

Now his eyes truly changed and I saw some deeply hidden question running through his mind. For several moments I stared back at him wondering but then revealing a decision had been made, his eyes again returned to a heated, hungry look and then I felt his cock. He was going to bareback me and as I felt the instantaneous pressure, despite what may be cries of dissent from some, I understood the rationality of his question and of his answer and though it was outside of my standard reasoning, I found myself in complete agreement with his choice as an adult male and I didn't care. I only wanted Devon inside of me naturally and not some chemically created sheathe to separate us.

'Lock and load mate.' I said and his smile of acknowledgement made me all the more certain.

Devon slid his left hand around my back and his right hand gripped my arse to hold me balanced. With strength and assertiveness, he pulled me hard against him and he started kissing me with such masculine passion. I let myself fall into his hold. I remembered how he had said that he hoped I would give myself to him completely while he fucked me and so I was determined to give him everything he wanted. I was certain that this was going to be a fuck to remember. I gave my mouth to his lips and tongue, I gave my body to his body and I let my every movement be determined by him. He began to let my weight descend onto his cock.

'Man!' I said but it was only in expectation from the simple pressure I was beginning to feel. His cock head felt like the size of an orange and my arsehole was sending urgent messages to my brain, asking what the fuck do you think your doing. I responded with the memo, suck it up bitch and then returned my focus to the hunk of man that held my pleasure beneath me.

His arm slid up my back, pressing firmly along my spine and his fingers curled around my neck. He pulled me back slightly and looked at me and I simply nodded. He smiled that magical smile, began to kiss me deeply and he pushed me down as his lance speared up and I groaned as his huge meat opened me wide in a moment. My arms dropped down around his back and tightened in reaction to the commencement of the battle below. I pulled myself hard against his enormous chest and I felt his grip on me tighten also. He pushed me down again and what must have been and inch or more drove into me with a stilted burning. I jerked in shock and squeezed him harder but I was amazed at how quickly I was beginning to adjust. The thought of Devon's huge cock soon to be deep inside of me suddenly became my primary consideration and focus and when I eased my hold on him and pulled away from his hot kiss, my eyes confirmed for him that I was okay.

Both of his hands moved to hold my body beneath my armpits and as he gripped me firmly, he pushed several more inches inside of me. I groaned again but now there was so much more of pleasure within my tone and Devon's lips parted as he let out the breath he had held as he surged upward.

'Give me it all Devon, give it all to me now.' I urged and his eyes lit up with satisfaction from my request.

His arms slid synchronously around my body and he pulled me back against him and seconds later as he engaged his powerful thighs, he began to lift himself and as he did, the final length and thickness of his huge meaty cock impaled me to the hilt, as he crushed my body within his manly embrace. I gasped and moaned from the extraordinary filling pressure and I let my whole body fall against him. It was amazing to have Devon deep in my gut, while feeling those big hands and those huge biceps and his enormous chest blanketing my body. I was in my fantasy heaven and he hadn't even begun to fuck me with that massive weapon yet.

'Damn Devon, you are so fucking big.' I said in amazement from the feeling of his cock within me.

'You like that?' He asked smiling at me.

'Oh man, fire at will Devon.'

He laughed and then tightening his grip around me, he told me to hang on to him and wrap my legs around him. I did unquestioningly and then he turned on his knees, pushing my back against the back of the lounge and then he jammed himself hard against me. I was the meat in the sandwich again. One arm remained around me and the other slid free and hooked around my neck. He began with a really hot and wet kiss and as soon as I began to relax into the new position, Devon slowly started to withdraw his cock.

'Argh, god damn.' I groaned as my muscles burned and retracted for seven inches and then again but still slowly, he pushed his fat and hard cock all the way back in. 'Ah.' I sighed within a breathless release. Again he drew back and so this heady experience repeated, causing my heart to pump harder and my blood to flush heatedly through my body and all the while I held my Marine tightly within my arms and gasping from every strong and determined stroke.

The feeling of the fleshy skin of Devon's big cock grazing against the raw flesh inside me was almost virginal due to his size. The feelings were becoming better and easier as he continued to slide his meat slowly and fill my gut to proportions that made my cock throb harder each time. I was listening to the sighs and moans that slid from between his lips and I was loving the feeling of his massive body as it skimmed and pressed and slid all over me.

'Ah Devon, fuck me man.' I said before an extended moan from the movement and impaling of this beautiful big man inside of me.

Devon's arms slid over the back of the lounge and pulling them hard against it, he subsequently jammed his enormous body against mine, crushing me and pushing his huge cock even deeper. 'Ah yeah.' I moaned and then I heard a deep husky gasp as he felt his cock reach its zenith. He held himself so hard and tight against me, pushing his cock and stretching it as if he was trying to push it through his skin. I knew that feeling as a man! The feeling where you want to ram your cock beyond some impossible line, desperately wanting just once to overpower the victory of the impossible and have your cock show your mind that it can achieve physical ecstasy without blowing but I also knew that in seconds and in that impossible and unquestionable failure, the only response was to fuck hard and deep and fast and to blow a massive load.

In those last moments before he conceded defeat to the impossible desire, Devon's mouth crashed onto mine and he kissed hard and his tongue speared deep and within my mouth he groaned loudly and then his cock began to retreat.

Devon started fucking me.

I gasped as the big cock slid out and the walls of my rectum slammed closed in relief but there was no pause or stoppage as he drove it all the way back in firmly. I gave a throaty sigh as his arrowhead spliced me open again and then tore itself away with such straight and uncompromising cock strokes. After numerous deep intrusions, I felt his pace increase and with the temporary plateau of a hot and sensuous rhythm, I squeezed his body hard and I kissed his shoulder and neck between gasps and sighs of pleasure.

Devon had not even come close to top gear and we were already sweating profusely. He slid his arms from behind the lounge and his hands gripped it at the top and he pulled his body away from me. Like a suction cap, our chests and stomachs popped apart and he expelled a heavy growl as he punched his cock hard inside of me, causing me to almost yell from the powerful impact of his cock and his groin.

'Ah, Devon, ah, yeah, ah, fuck, ah, me, argh.'

'Take me Kane, arh, take this meat, arh.'

'Fuck, ah, yeah, ah, fuck, ah, me, argh.'

I swear I had never felt anything like it and it was made all the more incredible because of the face, the physique and the simple masculine and sexual presence of Devon. Looking at him made me love it, touching him made me love it but in combination with his big cock and the rhythmic strokes, Devon and sex with him was a dream wrapped in a fantasy, turned into a reality. As he continued to drive his big cock, him grunting and me groaning, I slid my hands around his body and I began to caress the moist and glistening chest.

'Yeah Kane, arh, touch me, arh, want me, arh.' He said.

'Like, ah, no, ah, other, argh.' I replied.

I dragged my hands down his torso and then pressed hard as I slid them back up, squeezing as my fingers wrapped around the steep and curving slopes. His chest was really something else. So large, so curved, so defined and it was so simply delectable that it made me want to lick it and feel it pressing and rubbing against me. Devon loved that I loved his body and as he watched me touching him and loving his pecs, he moaned and then he changed and increased the design of his stroke. He pulled his huge cock so far out that my arse was almost able to close an then he drove his seven and a half swollen inches in so deep and so hard that he forced the breath out of my lungs.

'Arh.' It was the only noise I was capable of and it was an extended groan lasting for seconds. Devon actually had, taken my breath away.

Again he still didn't stop and again his crest almost exited the lips before another unsheathed impaling of broad and throbbing man meat, hilted my gut again. This delicious long and hard fucking by my Marine became repetitive and continued for what seemed like it would never end and I didn't want it to end.

After what in reality must have been minutes, a solid five at least, of a barrage of his heavy artillery, suddenly there was an unexpected ceasefire. Devon stopped and he was all the way inside of me. He began kissing me the way only a man can kiss, with that hard an heavy and wet and consuming combination that makes you feel like he is about to swallow you whole. Fuck, everything he did made me so fucking unbelievably hard.

He crushed me against his chest again and then he edged off the lounge, lifting me with him, up into the air. The extra four inches in the air seemed like miles to me because he already had me riding sky high. He stood still, holding me wrapped around him, his cock deeply impaling me and with me moaning even when he wasn't fucking me. As I said, for me, Devon was massive.

He bent his knees and leaned forward, causing his body to angle at the groin. He gripped my arse, each cheek in each hand and took my core weight. He told me to lock my fingers around his neck and when I had done it, he told me to lean back. I did and now I suddenly felt like an arrow in a bow. Who knows, maybe in some Salvador Dali painting, I may have looked like one. I trusted Devon completely but it wasn't until we reached that final position that I realised what he had in mind. Using the altered disbursement of weight and balance, Devon again began fucking me. Each time he drove into me he would slam against me hard and with momentum and his hands to help out, I would slide down his barrel until his grip would pull me back to swallow his shafting cock and meet his crashing body. For a split second I thought this must be something out of the karma sutra but I didn't care. It was Devon, it was physics, it was breathtaking and it was fucking like I had never been fucked before.

He catapulted me away and dragged me back down his cock over and over again. I was amazed and it felt so fucking awesome and the more I looked at his huge and perfectly muscular body, every muscle flexing and contracting under the sexual feats his body and strength was maintaining, the more I was in total ecstasy. His eyes gazed at mine with a glazed hunger, his brown body glistened with a perspiring sheen and within my lust and desire to be fucked like this for forever and a day, I screamed for him to fuck my arse like there was no tomorrow.

It seemed he took me literally because he straighten, pulled me back to him, walked us back to the table and then after putting my arse on it, he pushed me down onto my back and lifted my legs into the air. He held my calves in front of him, forced my knees to bend and as he pushed them toward my chest and therefore raised and opened my arse for the pleasure of his cock; I screamed again to him to plough my hole hard and deep.

'God damn!' He said and then grinned. 'I know, I know, nothing to do with it, it's all me.' He added and rolled his eyes.

'Too fucking right Devon, you fuckin sex machine.' I replied and with that remark, Devon set out to fulfil my desire to be fucked into oblivion.

He had pulled his cock almost out as he was positioning me the way he wanted me. I couldn't stop my eyes from darting every which way to take in the sight of all the huge rolling muscles, the trickling beads of glistening sweat, the powerful and broad, thick torso and the face with the eyes that could make my heart stop.

'Kane, I want you to feel all of this.' He said and then he looked down at his cock and as my eyes followed and with my mind incapable of thinking of anything else now, he began a slow and straight insertion of his soon to be ramrod cock. I felt my rectum submit reluctantly, inch by inch and eventually, when he finally hilted that huge cock yet again, almost as if it had been the first time again; I looked up at him and he was smiling but shaking his head at how my expression was simply in awe of what he was doing to me.

Only a second later, Devon reversed his big cock but his next insertion was faster and harder, as was the next and then the next and still the next. By the time his cock gutted me the fifth time, Devon was at full sprint, my mouth was releasing nothing but husky and throaty gasps and groans and Devon's voice also filled the air with rasping gasps as well. My earlier thought of being jackhammered was from tortured desperateness but suddenly, here and now, Devon was fucking me in exactly that manner and though it had never been done to me like this, in that time, there was nothing I wanted more and I didn't want it to end.

The way his huge cock punched me and opened me up and filled me with big cock pressure, felt fucking awesome and it also made my own hard cock thicken and throb and extend with every powerful thrust. My mind was racing in a million directions from the sexual feast and ecstasy. The sight of Devon, the feeling of his cock, the feeling of my insides, the feeling of my cock, the awareness that with each awesome fuck stroke that I wanted to blow my load and amidst all of that and more than I could possibly explain about emotions and other wild thoughts, Devon suddenly stopped the hammering and he began to corkscrew me.

'Argh, aw, fuck?' I yelled in disbelief and amazement as his big cock went places where no cock had been before. I had never been corkscrewed and it was so different but it felt so good and was made even better because it was Devon. I felt the searching nature of his bulging knob as it pushed and probed and massaged in every possible direction it could. My gut was more than just deeply filled with big cock pressure; it was both that and the feelings of places within me that I had never felt before. Soon after, Devon went in for the surprise but certain kill. In the midst of having brought my mind, my body, my sex drive and my most basic consciousness to a place that had me writhing and moaning and certainly delirious, the big delicious and helmeted American soldier, began hand-to-hand combat with my prostate, in a battle that had been over before it had begun.

I cried out in a sexual delirium of rapture as I felt the physical pulses against Devon's cock. I felt a rush of blood through my body and into my face as I felt my heart begin to beat harder. For a moment my mind was brought back to Devon as his hand gripped my overwhelmed cock and lifted it to point up at his face. He was hoping my ejaculation would rise all that way and enter his mouth and although I knew I was about to blow, I thought I would disappoint him.

'Kane!' He said bringing my eyes to his. 'For me! Now!' He said and then he rammed me so deep and hard and I exploded at his command. Not just one but two cords fired up and deep into his throat as unstoppable and repetitive yells and gasps of frenzied noises that momentarily held meaning, filled my home throughout. My arms were flailing about me over the table and my body was simply a mass of spasms, which continued to incite erotic pleasure, adding to the new feelings, as Devon had now started arse punching me at high velocity again. With this new sensation, my declining climax was given and additional though final breath and as Devon's big cock hilted again and hilted hard, I shot another string onto his stomach, which he immediately wiped and devoured.

I am not a selfish lover at all, I have never been one and the thought of selfishness in sex goes against my grain but what Devon did to me in those final moments, turned my brain to my body and myself and switched every other influence off, as the sensations of wild euphoria transported me to total sensual overload throughout my climax.

As I began to come back to earth, Devon's cock slapped my attention back with a war winning assault that could devastate any enemy in its path. The growling noises and gasps for breath as he rammed my arse literally like there was no tomorrow, kept me right there with him. I stretched my arms, arching my body slightly so that I could touch his skin and caress softly amidst a manly wildness and sexual fever that had now reach his level of irrationality.

'It's yours Devon. Fuck it and fill it!' I ordered and he looked at me with astonished eyes and as his cock swelled to its maximum proportion and he forged it deep with his last ounce of strength, his eyes rolled back and his face flushed more and filled with tension and then his body began to quiver, which built into arse beating spasms and he grabbed my shoulders as he exploded within me. As if he physically had to force the come from his nuts, Devon slammed his cock into me with every release and every release was followed by the words 'Fuck, Kane.'

Devon's body dropped. His chest fell on top of mine and his chin came to rest on my shoulder while his lungs heaved for breath. He was wasted and so was I! We lay there for what was easily ten minutes in combined ecstasy and exhaustion. It had been the most incredible sexual experience of my life and though I thought it must have been standard for him, I was later to find out that he thought exactly the same.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon and we had met at one o'clock. We had been going at it for two and a half hours at home and half an hour in the parking station and I found it difficult to believe that it had actually come to an end. This was meant to be a hot fuck or a hook up or whatever you want to call it. There were no ties, no close emotions and certainly no love. It was what I had wanted, it was what I had got and it was better than anything ever before. As I lay there beneath this awesome man however, there was that familiar twinge of regret that he was going to get on his ship, power across the Pacific Ocean to America and that I would never see him again. It wasn't some pathetic regret or some idealistically imaginative regret and to be honest, it wasn't even a regret that I wouldn't get to have sex like that with him again. It was in all honesty, regret based on the fact that I liked him, I liked his sense of humour and I thought that Devon would probably be a great friend. I knew it wasn't to be though and I knew that very soon, most likely after cleaning ourselves up, I would be delivering him back to the Peleliu and hopefully in a condition that would serve him well over the ocean.

'Oh man, fuck, Kane that was the hottest fuck I have ever had.'

'Right there with you Devon. It was fucking incredible.'

With my arms wrapped around him and his body still moving against me as his breathing slowly began to return to normal; I slid my hands down to feel and squeeze those power plus muscles in his arse.

'You love my ass, don't you?' Devon said with a snicker.

'There's not much of your body that I don't love but I could squeeze that arse and touch it all day long.' I replied.

'I could let you.' He said laughing.

'I've already determined it to be America's A-Grade finest. I'm guessing it would be good eating.' I said.

'Fuck Kane. Shit you're making me hard again. What time is it?' He asked.

'Five o'clock!' I answered and then ran my tongue along his neck.

Devon's eyes widened with surprise that we had been going for so long but then there was an amused and satisfied chuckle. 'I've still got time. Would you like to taste America's premium rump to see how it compares with lunch?' He said mischievously.

'Nothing could compare with that huge Texan lunch but I'm always willing to try new things.' I said grinning at him.

'I was talking about the Australian rump steak.' He said rolling his eyes at me again.

'I know what you were talking about.' I replied with a devious grin.

'I swear you need to be seriously disciplined old man.' He said.

'If it involves you spanking my arse then take me to your brig.'

'If we had more time your ass would be flogged.' Devon said smiling.

'Again? Promises, promises!'

'Man, Kane, if I lived here?'

'Stop teasing me Devon.'

'Enough talk. I want you to get down there and eat my ass.' He directed.

'Well then, get that hot body off me, move back to the lounge and lay on your back so I can look at you while I eat you.' I said.

'Fuck, Kane!' He said and then he groaned as he slid off me before we returned to the lounge.

I gripped his huge legs and lifted them into the air as I moved into position. I spread them open and looked at him and he lifted himself higher and I moved in so he was leaning against my chest. I started kissing those hot hard cheeks and then after giving them a good feel and squeezing them hard several times, I ran the tip of my tongue over them, moving slowly but closer and closer to what I discovered to be a smooth and soft fleshy crevice. Devon was already moaning and I could tell that this was something he really loved and really wanted badly. I grabbed his cheeks and pulled them apart and then I sensuously licked and lapped along the inner sides of his crack. I did it so softly that he moaned.

'Aw fuck, arh.' He cried out.

I then ran my tongue the full length along his crack, then along his perineum and then over the underside of his nut sack. I reached around and grabbed his balls and then I gave one of his nuts an extended suck. I let his sack drop back down onto his cock, which was now rock hard again. I gave it a stroke and a torturous squeeze and then put my tongue back to work as I began a return journey. Devon was calling out my name and he was literally squirming in my arms and against me, when my tongue danced lightly over and around his bud.

'Maybe I should stop, I don't want to torture you Devon.' I said with an evil smirk of vengeance.

'Aw fuck, Kane, come on, I did it to make it better for you.' He said.

I licked his bud and tickled it with the tip of my tongue and it clenched and he squirmed again.

'You enjoyed torturing me a little too much and so I think it would only be fair to stop now and leave you wanting.' I said but I was hoping he wouldn't call my bluff and realise I wanted to feast on his hot hole before he left me forever.

'Kane, come on, eat my ass buddy.' He said with a pleading look in his eyes.

It was enough. I just couldn't take it any further because I wanted it as much as he did. 'I'm a good guy, a nice guy, unlike you who likes to torture your lovers, so I'm going to give you what you want.' I said sounding like a true martyr.

I spread his cheeks wider as I continued to squeeze those awesome muscles and then I leaned in and kissed his bud squarely with puckered lips. He let out a sigh and while my lips were still pressed, I curled my tongue and pushed it through like a hot, wet lance and then wriggled it as I forced it to go deep. Devon gasped out and back in and then expelled a sigh of ecstasy. Man his arse tasted good. The salty opening, the raw flesh and then the musky taste and then I opened my lips around his hole and let my tongue lap and then dance and finally fuck him. I had never been with a man that loved being eaten like Devon did and even while he was practically upside down, his body was squirming and quivering as I moistened his inner ring.

Keeping his arse cheeks open with one hand and my face while my tongue dived and fluttered and licked him out deeply, I reached my other arm around his body and I grabbed his huge cock and though I shouldn't have been at all surprised, I was when I found it was once again throbbing hard. Even after all this time together, it still amazed me how big and thick it was. I loved that cock and I started fucking it with my fist as I continued to try to lick his arse deeper.

'Arh, Kane, eat my ass and beat my meat. Aw, fuck, aw.'

I did my best to spread my tongue wide as I literally began fucking him and as he again began gasping, I rammed my fist harder and harder along his magnificent cock.

'Oh god, oh, oh, aw, arh.' He yelled.

I couldn't believe he could reach this point so soon after filling my arse like a petrol tank but to my great delight, I could tell by the way his body was beginning to move and also by the way he was breathing and crying out in his sighs and moans of pleasure, Devon was just about baked. I moved just slightly and I put one foot on the floor and dug my foot in hard. I squeezed my face between his cheeks and slid the other hand down against his back. I pulled my tongue out and licked and tickled the edges of his cheeks and then around his bud and then I submerged as much of my tongue within him, as deep as I could with one hard stroke and I started slapping his massive cock against his abs and then again I began to punch it like it was a piston that was keeping the world spinning. He gave a throaty sigh that was immediately followed by a heady gasp and then with a final tickle and final cock punch, I pushed my foot, moved my body backwards and let him drop to the cushions. I dived like a sub avoiding depth charges and I swallowed his cock and began sucking it for the final explosion. Devon groaned in a way that sounded like he was caught between pleasure and pain and as I rubbed my tongue all over his knob while my lips pushed down his shaft; Devon erupted within my mouth and gasped and groaned and I drank and sucked and swallowed to my hearts content.

'Arh, fuck Kane, arh, arh, aw.'

Devon's body was jerking and jolting beneath me and as long as it continued, I continued to suck him hard and slide my cream covered tongue all over his cock. It kept him going for longer as the sensitivity drove him deeper into his climax and his body writhed within his spasms. He finally began to return to earth and I licked his huge cock gently, as I cleaned every last drop amidst his repetitive though quieting sighs.

I rose up onto my haunches, looked at his beautiful body, his hot cock, his massive sack and his handsome face. I took the visual in and then I clicked save to memory.

'Kane.' He said with an immediate sigh. 'Fuck man that was unbelievable.'

'Something to remember me by.' I said and smiled at him.

'Trust me Kane, I will never forget any of today.'

'Well Devon, you did what you wanted and took me to heaven so I hope I at least sent you in to orbit.'

'Man, higher than ever before.'

I smiled again and he shook his head. 'Well I suppose we should get you cleaned up and then get you back to American soil.' I said and then I stood up, extended my hand and dragged him up from the lounge. Despite what I would have liked, the shower was only a shower and a very quick one at that. Devon asked me for my phone number and I wrote it down and gave it to him but I suspected he was just doing what he thought was the right thing. As we were about to leave my house and I was reaching to open the door, Devon grabbed me and pulled me back, turned me and planted a long, hot, wet and deep goodbye kiss on me and from that moment, my cock was hard all the way to Woolloomooloo and all the way back home.

'Thanks man.' Devon said as he squeezed my thigh before he got out of the car.

'Thank you Devon. That was the most steaming hot fuck I have ever had.' I said and if I was to be honest, I was feeling a little bothered that this was it.

He was looking at me and there was something behind his eyes but I just couldn't read it and I didn't want to say anything to spoil what we had together. I stared at him hoping that my eyes weren't revealing anything. He shook his head and turned away and as he opened the door and stepped out of the car, he bent down just enough to see my eyes and he said, I'll call you. He closed the door and walked away and he did not turn and look back. I smiled, did a u-turn and headed for home.

So that was the story of the hottest fuck of my life up until two thousand and seven. I swear it still rates at the top to this day. The hottest man I ever had, the biggest cock I ever had and an arse ploughing that almost made me want to become exclusively a bottom. Devon was fucking phenomenal!

Well that should be the way that a story about a hook up finishes. Satisfaction achieved and positive to the end but I can still hear those questions as I type the final words and though for some, the answers will not be what you hope for, I can tell you one final thing. On the night of the first of January, two thousand and eight, Sydney time, some seventeen hours ahead of Texas time, I answered my phone to an American accent, wishing me a Happy New Year.

This story is dedicated to someone who has been giving of himself freely and deserves to receive as well. P - You know who you are.

Name: Grant Baber

E-mail: gbquesting@gmail.com

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