Marines Squirrel and Honcho Find Their Plaything

After a few more workout sessions, Honcho asks Squirrel to send Brian’s number to his phone.

Days later, alone in his room, Honcho is lying naked on the bed, jacking his massive manhood. He remembers with graphic detail the events of picking up the Cowboy, taking him back to the motel with Squirrel, and binding him up with many ropes and then topping him.

Thinking to himself, he realizes if he jacks off he won’t call Brian, so he removes his hand from his dick, letting the excitation disperse.

Opening contacts on his phone, he hits Brian’s number. Honcho hears the ringing. Brian picks up, “Howdy.”

“It’s Honcho.”

“What’s going on?”

“I’m fucking horny, and I want an ass to fuck.”

“That’s laying it on the line. But no ropes tonight.”

“Got it. I can pick you up in ten.”

“I’m taking a shower. I want you to eat everything.”

“I’m hungry. See ya.”

Brian showers quickly, dries off, and gets into his best cowboy outfit. He doesn’t know what to expect with Honcho alone.

Responding to the horn, Brian walks casually to Honcho’s almost sub-compact mode of transportation. Brian can’t help but notice the irony in the disparity between the six-foot-plus Honcho driving a vehicle he almost can’t fit into.

“Whaddya say we get that motel room again?”’

“We need to get some spirits, too. I’ll get us a bottle.”

After checking in and mixing some vodka and Kahlua confections, the men sit looking at one another. They sip their drinks.

“So, tell me, Brian, when did you learn about yourself?”

“That’s easy, looking back at it. I lived in a large apartment building that was part of the farm. With the westward movement in full swing about a hundred years ago, my granddad wanted to cash in and build this huge four-apartment building.

That’s where we lived until Dad built the big house. I was four years old. There was this boy upstairs. He was ten or eleven. I didn’t know what it was but whenever we would play together or touch one another, I would get these funny feelings. I would get all warm inside. And then one day I went upstairs to see him and he wasn’t there, but his mom let me in and said he’d be right back.

 She sat me down in a chair in his room. In observing his desk top toys, I began feeling as if he were already in the room and I was getting that too good feeling of beng around him. When he returned, he was angry that his mom had let me in his room. He asked if I had touched anything, and I hadn’t. I sat there quietly. And I knew I was different.

I didn’t respond to women. I guess that’s why I hung out with the hands on the farm. They liked to jack off together. No pressure of pregnancy and being in a group,, it felt good. And even though, after we got the computer in the barn office, it became sort of routine for all of us to jack off. We’d even have contests... first to shoot, who shot the farthest, who shot the most. But there was no sucking and fucking.”

“Wow! That’s a story.”

“O.K. Now tell me yours.”

“I’ve never told anybody. That’s a mighty big ask.”

Honcho looks directly into Brian’s eyes. “I don’t know how you will feel about me after I tell you.”

“Man, I’m not one to judge anybody. You don’t have to tell it if you don’t want to.”

“The thing is I do want to. I guess I’ve needed to tell someone. It’s like a whole different world. Yes, my brothers tied me up, made me suck their dicks and then would fuck me. But what happened before is what introduced me to playing with dicks. Here goes. When I was about six or seven, my grandfather would take me into the woods and get me drunk. He would unzip his pants and pull out this dick. Of course, I was a kid, and I was looking at something new, my grandpa’s hard cock. He presented his dick as a toy that men have to play with. He told me to touch it and rub on it like I was playing with G. I. Joe. It was big and soft, and branch-like veins pushed against the soft skin of the shaft. I didn’t know it then, but I was mesmerized. Being given alcohol at such an age and then presenting the worshipful god as a toy. I was pulled into that world where playing with that toy, which I learned later, was a form of god that could. control my life, I didn’t know what I was getting into. Then grandpa brought one of my older brothers along and that’s when I learned about shooting off. So there you have it, abused by my grandpa. Unlike you, however, I learned to lick it and then when I got older, to suck it. So my devious brother’s knew what I was doing and even though I outgrew them all, there was that period when they were bigger than me.”

Brian was quiet. He takes a bit of whisky, looks Honcho directly, nods his head. “You didn’t have much of a choice, did you?”

“I guess you could put it that way.”’

“But what was even worse: I had to play the role of athletic hero. While I was being bound and fucked, I had to date and be seen as ‘the man.’ ‘And as I grew taller and filled out, I was watched like hawk. Many sets of eyes and wagging tongues. The Corps was a natural solution. I had to get away.

“But do you like having sex with males even though you may have been seduced into the behavior?”

“That’s the strange thing. I do. But now, I choose who I will go with. Squirrel ‘read my beads,” so to speak, and got close to me. One thing led to another, and now I’m here with you, the ideal of male beauty, and I don’t want anything to destroy this moment. Let’s get undressed and start feeling our bodies.”

“You’ve convinced me. I ought to tell you, when Squirrel and I got together, we took our time, removed each other’s boots and smelled the aroma. What do you think of that?”

“Sounds like something to hit the ball out of the park.”

The two men sit down across from one another, remove both pairs of boots, switch sets and treat themselves to the intoxicating aroma of man and leather. They put the boots aside, kissing tenderly and holding each other’s bodies.’ After sweet, compulsive entanglement, Brian offers, “We’re never going to get undressed.”

“Does it really matter?”’

“If it doesn’t matter to you, it doesn’t matter to me.”

For the longest time, the two men hold themselves and let the energy of their crotches spontaneously nuzzle one another, unplanned plunges against one another. Honcho, the big, muscular, extra special hung Marine, drifts into a haze. He is holding a living dream, a perfectly formed man who is manly and, most of all, one of the few a Marine. The rushes punctuating his thrusts give him a sense of the total loss of control. This almost living toy is captivating to him. He knows how badly he wants to fuck him, and yet there is a calm amidst the sexual exchange. It is almost like a river flows through him, carrying him swiftly into time, a still time yet vibrating. A situation in which there is no desire to play out any preconceived moves.

The eternality of the moment stuns Honcho. He squeezes Brian closer to him and rubs his back and buttocks. Honcho is nearly in suspended animation. He feels the power of simply touching Brian’s lips. Brian grabs Honcho’s biceps and squeezes them. The timelessness in which Honcho finds himself is equal to the timelessness Brian also feels. A simple kiss exchanges the feelings of union. Brian, who wants to think of Squirrel at a moment like this, finds he is without thoughts of anyone or anything. The magnetism between the two slows down their need for further engagement.

They are equally surprised at the unintended intensity without being naked but being beside one another. Honcho states, “We could go on like this forever. However, I want to feel your skin next to mine.”

The men pull apart.

Honcho unbuttons Brian’s vest as Brian opens Honcho’s shirt. Throwing their tops onto the floor, both men unbuckle their pants and let them drop. They pull each other’s pants legs and toss their pants aside. They stand together, each gripping the other, letting their hands feel the firmness and muscles in their bodies. Honcho falls to his knees and begins sucking Brian.

“Not so fast. You’ll make me cum,” Brian injects.

Honcho stands up and holds Brian. Honcho lifts Brian and throws him on the bed, lying beside him. As before, both men kiss and embrace one another.

“Just hold on to my dick,” Honcho suggests.

Brian, knowing Honcho without any plan, grabs Honcho’s huge cock and squeezes it.

“Oh, man, you’ve got one huge dong.”

“I want you to enjoy it.

I want to fuck you with it, but I’m not going to force myself on you. I want your ass twitching and your cock oozing the pre-cum I’ll use for lubrication.”

Brian jacks Honcho. Honcho returns the gesture and jacks Brian’s man-sized endowment. “You’re pretty big yourself.”

“That’s what the farm hands used to say. I think some of them were jealous.”

“I want to eat your ass. You seemed to like it when you were blindfolded.”

“My body is yours.”

“Get on all fours and put your ass in the air.”

Brian complies. With moistened lips, Honcho kisses Brian’s pucker hole.

“Man, that feels good.”

“You haven’t felt anything yet.”

Honcho goes from kissing to sucking the hairless youthful gateway to pleasure. The sucking leads to licking and then penetration with his tongue. Brian wiggles his tail as Honcho penetrates more deeply with his tongue.

“Now, get on your back and bring your knees up in the air. I want to kiss you as I finger your ass.”

Brian conforms. Honcho inserts his finger into Brian’s mouth.

“That’s right, lube my finger so it slides easily inside.”

As Honcho finds the willing opening, he kisses Brian and slowly opens Brian’s hole. Brian pushes his ass forward and kisses Honcho passionately, holding on to Honcho without even thinking.

Honcho pulls his finger out of Brian’s ass and places two fingers in Brian’s mouth.

“I want you to taste your ass and lube two fingers so I can continue to open your ass.”

Brian sucks on Honcho’s fingers, tasting his ass juice, anticipating Honcho’s two-finger opening and penetration. Honcho kisses Brian sweetly as he inserts two fingers into Brian’s ass, making Brian hold onto Honcho with greater strength. Honcho works his two fingers, swishing them around inside Brian. Brian moans.

Honcho pulls his two well-lubed fingers out of Brian’s ass and places three fingers in Brian’s mouth.

“Suck on these.” Brian opens his mouth to receive the flavors of his ass. Honcho looks down and smiles. He sees the pre-cum flowing out of Brian’s dick.

Not missing a beat, Honcho deftly places his three fingers in the loosened opening of Brian’s hole. Brian and Honcho kiss passionately as Honcho works Brian’s ass to an even greater opening and with greater depth.

Brian is lost in the union the two men feel. Honcho removes the three fingers. With four fingers, he teases Brian’s mouth to accept them. “I want you to know how easy it is for me to penetrate you.”

After a few moments of opening Brian’s mouth with his four fingers, Honcho reaches down and wraps his fingers in Brian’s pre-cum, bringing the grouping back into Brian’s mouth. “I want you to taste yourself before I open you up.”

Honcho gently penetrates Brian’s ass, now totally relaxed and accepting of Honcho’s expansion. Brian shakes as he grabs Honcho’s body with even greater strength. Honcho plays with Brian’s ass as if he were fucking him.

“You like that, Cowboy?”

“I’ve never had these feelings before.”

“You’ll have even more new feelings when I fuck you.”

Honcho continues to play with Brian’s ass, plugging it and withdrawing and plugging it again. A quick session of quick moves melts any resistance Brian could be feeling. Honcho withdraws his fingers, plunges one last time and withdraws.

“Put down your legs. I want you to suck my dick before it plugs your ass.”

Honcho stands beside the bed. Brian slips onto the floor and begins licking the pre-cum from Honcho’s dick.

“Licking my pre-cum is fine, but I want your mouth to feel my enormity before it fills your ass.”

Honcho places his hands on Brian’s head and urges his mouth onto the head of his raging dick. Brian can barely take the head of Honcho’s dick into his mouth beyond the glans. Brian pulls back. “You’re going to have me get used to that monster of yours. I’ll work it in as deeply as possible. Just don’t force me.”

“I won’t force you I’d never force you. I want you to feel in your mouth what you’re going to feel in your ass.”

Brian spreads his lips and attacks Honcho’s monster with a determination to take it as far as possible. Brian sucks and moves his head forward until the head hits the back of his throat and causes him to gag. Brian holds the dick as deeply as he can for as long as he can. With the need to breathe, Brian pulls back, takes a breath, and once again ingests Honcho as deeply as possible. Brian squeezes Honcho’s calves while working Honcho with frenzied energy.

Honcho pulls Brian’s head back and tells him to lie on the side of the bed with his legs resting on Honcho’s shoulders.

“It’s time for you to take all I’ve got to give.”

“I’m ready. I’ve been ready,” Brian replies.

Honcho mixes the pre-cum from both dicks and lathers Brian’s ass and the head of his cock. Brian’s ass is twitching. Honcho places the head of his dick at the entrance to Brian’s hole.

“Yes, give it to me,” Brian insists.

“I know. You’re ready to take me.”

Honcho, the magnificent giant, stands over his conquest, the 19-year-old cowboy Marine, and pushes his well-lubed beer can piece of thunder into the desirous Brian.

“Oh, yes, Man. I’m ready to take it all,” Brian blurts out.

Honcho, knowing the effect his dick can have, refrains from full penetration and eases his thickness by about two inches.

Brian falls back in total relaxation “Oh, yes. Fuck me.”

“You haven’t felt anything yet,” Honcho replies, pulling his head out and jutting back inside with small, rapid strokes. Brian reaches up, grabs Honcho’s shoulders, and grips his upper arms.

Honcho pushes in a bit farther, reaching Brian’s prostate. Brian throws his legs forward, pushing Honcho away. Honcho nods his head in a questionly manner at Brian.

“I couldn’t take it, Man.

You hit something in me that was more than I could take.”

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, Man. Just the opposite. You hit something inside me, and it was too much feeling. I can’t explain it. It was like a lightning bolt shot through me. You could hit that place again, but I’d be ready now.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I’m sure. I know for sure I love your dick in my ass.”

“And I love putting it there,” Honcho responds, aiming at Brian’s hole and directing his head into the canyon of bliss. Brian places his legs so Honcho can lean on them. Brian holds Honcho’s forearms. Honcho leans forward, kisses Brian as he reenters Brian’s male pussy, causing Brian to tense his forearms.

In this position, Honcho fucks Brian, from time to time jacking Brian’s dick. The two men feel like one with a rising arc of pleasure, wanting to take them to the promised land. However, Honcho is overcome interiorly by his first time with Andy. As he looks into Brian’s eyes, Honcho thinks of yanking Brian’s wrist-bound hands. I’d pull him when I cum. But I wouldn’t pull hard. Honcho sees this as almost a hallucination. He knows he has to tie Brian’s wrists..

Honcho fucks Brian and holds him as if they have never been together before. Honcho removes his cock from Brian’s ass, leaving Brian heaving from the intensity of the electric shocks that have passed through both bodies.

“I’m thirsty, Cowboy.”

“I’m game.”

With mind-blowing erections, the two men face one another and drink their Jack D. They are taking a break from the never-ending moments of bliss.

“What would you say to a little bondage?”

Brian presses his lips together and muses for a second. “What did you have in mind?”

“You are on the side of the bed with your hands behind your back. I take your belt and bind them. I fuck you in such a way we’ll both blow our loads at the same time.”

“That’s it.”

“Well, I do lift up your hands. That makes me cum. But I won’t lift you high. I’m not going to cause you any pain.”

Brian, who enjoys being bound, sees no reason to refuse Honcho his wish.

“No dislocated shoulders.”

“Not me.”

“Well, let’s get going,” Brian throws out as he downs the last of his cup.

“But before we fuck, I want to suck your dick again. What do you say to sucking mine?”

“You don’t even have to ask.”

Honcho and Brian sprawl out on the bed with a dick in each mouth. Brian is surprised at the scent on the head of Honcho’s dick, a combination of pre-cum and anal lubrication. Honcho absorbs the head of Brian’s dick and works it with his lips and tongue. The men hug their bodies, Honcho entertains thoughts about his size and e perfection to whom he is making love. The men absorb the odor of their respective experiences.

Honcho slaps Brian on the ass and releases Brian’s dick.

“I can’t take it anymore. I’ve got to fuck you. I want to fuck you now.”

Brian smiles, kisses Honcho, and assumes the position, putting his hands behind his back as he kneels beside the bed. Honcho pulls the belt from Brian’s Levi’s and binds Brian’s hands while pre-cum is flowing from Honcho’s cock.

“Here, drink some of this and then lube my dick with it,”

Honcho commands. Brian opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue, letting Honcho’s juice fall in one continuous stream like a sliver of fine glass. He swishes the contents of his tongue around his mouth and then licks the juice onto Honcho’s head.

Honcho wastes no time. He kneels behind Brian and presses his well-lubed mushroom head into Brian’s ass. Honcho holds on to Brian’s wrists as he fucks Brian. From time to time, Honcho reaches around and jack’s Brian’s dick.

“This is so much more than I imagined.”

“Are you ready to go down that road that leads to the collision of bodies?”

“It’s your dick.”

“It’s your ass.”’

Using his bound wrists, Honcho pulls Brian towards him, fucking and jacking him simultaneously.

“Tell me where you are, Cowboy.”

“If you keep going just like you are, I’m about six strokes from shooting my load.”

“Just let me know when the bullet leaves the chamber and is getting ready to whiten the world.”

Brian is torn between the slippery hand working his glans and Honcho filling his ass and sending lightening bolts through his body. Then the tightening in his crotch triggered the need to shoot.

“I'm there.”

Honcho took two more full deep thrusts, pulled on Brian’s wrists and shoots his huge load into the depths of paradise. Breathing heavily, Honcho lies over Brian’s body. Then the moment came for them to split up. Honcho reaches the edge of Brian’s ass, and cups some of the liquid, still oozing out of Brian’s hole.

Honcho brings his hand to Brian’s lips and urges him, through the look in his eyes, to consume his essence. Brian takes the offering, then runs his hand up the side of the bedspread, cups his sperm, and places it in Honcho’s mouth. They both kiss. The kiss mixes their sperm and links them even tighter together.

Without speaking, they shower, washing each other’s bodies. They find no reason to speak, though they touch each other tenderly but with no intentions of any more action. They sleep until four in the morning and then head back to base. Brian couldn’t help but smile, watching Honcho crawl into his mini-car.