'Wait right here,' the Chief Petty Officer whispered. 'Right here' was a narrow passageway aboard a US Navy destroyer sitting at anchor in Hong Kong harbor. 'Right here' was also exactly at the entry of a head, and showering, not ten feet from me, was a naked man in a narrow, curtain-less stall. He had a powerful body, gleaming in the bright lights of the room, with muscles so well defined and so finely sculpted I figured he had just finished working out. The sight of him was both unexpected and stunning. I tried not to stare, but he was so sexy, as he danced under the water spray, turning and soaping his magnifi-cent, perfectly proportioned body, I couldn't force myself to look away.
His eyes caught mine as he turned towards me. The contact held for what seemed an eternity. I wanted to turn away, shift my gaze, feign good behavior and disinterest, but I could not. He simply was too handsome to insult with pretended indifference. Eye contact was finally broken when he shifted his hands to his crotch, drawing my eyes down by the movement. He began fondling a huge cock! It looked uncut, but he skinned it back, revealing a shiny red cockhead of giant helmet-shaped proportions, and began a lathering massage of the mammoth tube. It was mesmerizing. I watched that extraordinary cock enlarge in mouth-watering display, causing a reciprocal reaction in my own groin, which he could plainly see as my cock engorged with matching rapidity inside my form-fitting tan slacks. His two-handed masturbating massage was awesome as his oversized ballsac bounced erotically beneath the expanding dick.
I glanced at his face, feeling my own face flush with excitement, and wondered what he'd do next. He winked! I grinned.
'How're ya doin'?' he asked in a sexy, low voice. He smiled, playing with himself openly, breathtakingly.
'Better, now,' I answered with a grin. 'How are you doing?'
'Much better, now,' he replied with a toothy smile. His erection was almost complete. It was astonishing: one of the largest I've ever seen. He was jacking the big thing boldly, showing it off proudly. His big balls were squirming in response to his intimate fondling.
'It's a great...' I paused, looked down directly at his amazing cock, and then back up into his eyes, '...day,' I finally said.
'Ya like it?' he asked.
'I love it!' I said sincerely. We both knew what we were talking about.
His smile grew. He drew himself up, even taller, expanding his chest, preening for me, thrusting out his hips, drawing one hand down to the base of that fantastic cock and pointing it out at me, lasciviously. Then he asked, quietly, invitingly, excitingly, 'Want some?' He looked at me, then down at his big cock, then back at me, making the offer absolutely clear.
The question sent waves of lust pounding throughout my abdomen, making me feel like I'd been hit in the stomach by a fist. My eyes opened wide with interest, but before I could reply, I heard someone coming down the passageway towards me. I turned my head to see the chief returning. He was grinning. I quickly turned back to look at the bather. He had watched my movements and, knowing instinctively that someone was coming, had shifted to hide his arousal and was now looking over his shoulder at me. 'See ya around,' he whispered, and he winked at me again. I said, quietly but fervently, 'Oh, I hope so!' He gave me a heart-melting smile.
The Chief reached me a moment later. He pushed his head past me and looked into the showers to discover what I had been staring at. He pulled back, grabbed me by the elbow, leading me down the passageway, and whispered, 'He's the sexiest marine on the ship!'
A Marine! I thought to myself.
* * * * *
How I'd come to be aboard this small naval vessel is a tale in itself. I was a nineteen-year-old soldier on leave in Hong Kong. An Air Force operations officer I'd met had helped me arrange the no-cost trip to Hong Kong aboard a military aircraft - they called it 'taking a hop' - and he had told me how to arrange the return 'hop' back to DaNang.
On my first evening in Hong Kong, I was in a bar populated mostly by American sailors, many of them in uniform. I wore civvies. I easily struck up a conversation with a really good-looking white-uniformed seaman, about my age, whose name was Bill, and in short order we were joined by that Chief Petty Officer. That's how we met - in that bar. The Chief was in uniform, too.
We had a couple of drinks together, talking and laughing. Sexual innuendo kept sneaking into the conversation, and I was convinced they were on the make, so I did what I could to fan the flames of their interest. Somehow the conversation turned to blowjobs and the three of us agreed that American men knew how to give the best blowjobs.
The Chief asked if I could do them a favor.
'Sure,' I said without hesitation. 'What can I do?'
'How about comin' back to our hotel room and spendin' the night with us?' His expression was one of lust, his intentions unmistakable.
I looked at Bill. He looked equally lustful. 'Shit, that's a great idea!' he said enthusiastically, adding, 'I'm so horny!'
'Well... I mean...' I stammered, wondering how I could handle this without shouting out 'YES!' After a dramatic hesitation, I said, '...we gotta help each other out, right?'
'Wow!' Bill exclaimed excitedly, 'I'm gettin' a boner! I had a feeling about this the moment I laid eyes on you, man. You're so sexy I know we won't be disappointed.'
'Let's drink up and get the fuck out of here,' the Chief growled.
Now, what happened that night was wild. Bill and the Chief were both well endowed and proved insatiable. I've got it all written down, but the details will have to wait for another time.
By the third day, I was running short of cash but had my pay records with me, so I knew that if I could find an American military paymaster, I could get paid. That day, I met up again with the Chief and asked if he knew a payroll officer and he took me out to his destroyer. I just wanted to make clear how I came to be aboard a destroyer. I'm anxious to continue this recollection of the Marine. He's at the heart of this memory.
* * * * *
So, there I was, on that destroyer, with an obvious erection extending down my trouser leg, standing in front of the paymaster. That Marine had so completely turned me on, and the Chief had whisked me down to the paymaster's office so fast, I had had no time to concentrate on its deflation.
The office was cramped, as I suspect was everything on the compact fighting ship. The Chief had introduced us and then disappeared. The man very leisurely filled out the forms for my money as I stood in front of him. My erection refused to deflate because it was tweaked, now and again, over and over, by his more and more overt glances at it.
As he finally stood and handed me the money and returned my pay records, he said, in a fatherly manner, 'As I hand out script to our men, when we're in ports like here in Hong Kong, I always say, 'Keep it in your pants.' It's good advice.' He smiled.
'Thanks,' I said smiling back at him, 'but sometimes it's just too hard to follow good advice.'
He laughed. 'Well, my only other piece of advice, then, is, 'Don't do anything I wouldn't do!''
'Okay,' I said laughing with him, 'but I sure hope that's a very short list.'
Grinning, he asked, 'Need someone to show you the way out?'
'No, I'll be all right. And, thank you, Sir.' I backed out. As I went down the passageway, I heard a shower running and couldn't stop myself from looking in. A slim, cute, young sailor was facing the doorway, naked, alone in that same shower stall, and I couldn't help being disappointed. But as the guy saw me looking in, he took a bold glance at my still bulging crotch. He gave me a sexy smile, waved and asked, 'How're ya doin', man?' completely unem-barrassed by his nudity, which is normal in the military, but also seeming even prideful of it, almost like he was strutting in place for me, showing off his sexy, naked body.
I smiled, waved back and said, 'Great! How about you?'
'Hot and horny, man,' he said with a grin, sliding a hand down into his crotch and grabbing his balls, sort of flaunting his assets at me, 'Hot and horny!'
'Yeah,' I agreed, flashing him a friendly smile, 'Ain't we all!'
* * * * *
On the motorized launch ride back to the pier, I felt both pleased and agitated. I had taken voyeuristic pleasure in the sexy marine, but was worried I'd never see him again, because I wanted to see him again so very badly.
As I climbed up onto the dock, there he was! He was leaning casually against a waist-high stone wall, in profile to me, his buttocks pressed against the wall, one knee bent and his foot up on the wall, about mid-calf high. His arms were folded across his broad chest, and his biceps looked massive in his short sleeved cotton shirt. He wore a pair of tan slacks, very much like my own. He was a study in handsome good looks and muscular perfection. My whole body churned with longing for him.
His head raised slightly in an almost imperceptible nod when he saw me looking at him. It was such a minuscule gesture of recognition that I wondered what to make of it. Was he just acknowledging my presence, or was he saying 'Hi' in a very subtle way? Was it possible that he was waiting for me? No! That was too good to be true.
Feeling very self-conscious, I walked directly over to him. 'Hi,' I said quietly.
'I figured you'd show up here, soon enough,' he said with a grin.
'You did?' My face lit up with delight. He was waiting for me!
'Sure, I knew you didn't belong on that can out there.'
'How did you know I'd be back here so soon?'
'Hey, I asked the Chief. I saw that you were with him.'
'What did he tell you?' I asked, my heart in my throat. You just never know what people will say about you.
'He said you'd be back here on the next launch after the one I took, and if I played my cards right, you'd show me a real good time.' He paused. 'Now, just what do you suppose he meant by that?' he asked, and then he laughed. It was one of those infectious laughs that grows up from the belly and tickles anyone nearby. I joined in happily. He took my arm, and said, 'Com'on. There's something I want you to take a close look at. You were standing too far away from it, this morning.'
As I strode beside this vision of a perfect man, unaware of my feet even touching the ground, I wondered excitedly what making out with him was going to be like.
We walked into what looked to be a cheap, slum-like, nondescript flophouse on the outside, but what turned out to have a clean, attractive sitting room for a lobby.
'G'mornin', Mr. Charlie,' the desk clerk greeted my friend in sing-song, heavily accented English, 'Welcome back!'
His name is Charlie, I said to myself, and he's been here before.
'Oh! Hi, Chung,' he said casually, 'Give us a good room.'
'Got nice big bed. You see. Very comfortable for two,' Chung told him with a big grin. 'How long you stay for?'
I was waiting there next to the big Marine, wondering just what kind of a 'hotel' this place was, when he turned to look at me. With bold theatrical gestures, leaning way back to look at my ass; bending around to look at my crotch; looking me up and down as though sizing me up; and finally looking me in the face with great seriousness; he paused dramatically and then said, audaciously, 'I'd say, about three weeks!'
Chung burst into a fit of giggles. A twinkle appeared in the Marine's eye, and we both started laughing.
'I think so,' Chung said. 'This one good for three weeks. And when you finished, maybe he stay with me for three weeks.' Then he giggled some more, as the Marine joined him in laughter.
Yes, my Marine had stayed here before. With men! I might have felt uncomfortable, like a handy piece of meat, but since he and the clerk acted like old pals, their obvious friendliness and casual banter put me at ease.
'I'll pay for all day,' my Marine told Chung, 'and send up some lunch in about two hours. Okay?' He handed the clerk some local paper money.
'Ah! All day! That long time for you, Mr. Charlie! Very good. Lunch later. Okay.' The clerk handed us a key and smiled broadly right at me. I gave him a friendly smile in return, wondering why I didn't feel at all self-conscious. After all, this guy knew exactly what the two of us would be doing in his 'big bed.' But then I realized I'd just met my first Oriental soul-mate.
'Is your name Charlie?' I asked as we were climbing several fights of stairs. I noticed that everything was very clean.
'Naw, he calls everybody Charlie.'
'What is it?' I asked quietly.
He stopped, two steps above me, and looked down. I stopped. God, he was so handsome!
'Come up here,' he said softly.
I stepped up, level with him as he slid a hand around my waist and pulled me into his strong body. With lips close enough to kiss, he whispered, 'Hello!' His eyes burned into mine.
'Oh!' I said, just before his lips settled gently against mine. I kissed him! His crotch pushed against me and I felt the stirrings of his arousal through the thin material we both wore. He could no doubt feel the rapid response in my crotch as he pressed against it, while returning the kiss. The kiss grew more and more complex, more demanding and more giving, more yielding and more insistent, more heartfelt and more loving. Both of us grew rigidly erect hardons which pressed against each other, side by side. I slowly opened my lips and sucked his tongue into my mouth. It pushed in forcefully, slashing against the roof of my mouth and sending lightening bolts of erotic currents throughout my entire body, causing me to vibrate with passion. Our tongues toyed with each other, testing strengths, tasting heavenly fluids, tickling each other. And then his strong mouth sucked his tongue, and mine, into his mouth and the cycle renewed with different tastes and wonderful sensations. My tongue strongly swiped at his palate and I felt his body tremble with pleasure. His mouth was everything I had ever wished for: hot, clean, tasty and inviting. He groaned softly, emanating vibrations onto my tongue. I moaned with lustful passion.
We slowly separated. I opened my eyes. His face was rapturous. His eyes burned into my very being. 'I... I...' he stammered.
'Yes?' I whispered.
'I didn't think I could fall in love!'
'Yes!' I hissed with overwhelming fulfillment.
'Do you feel it, too?' he wanted to know.
'From the instant I saw you in the shower!'
'Yes! I felt it, then, too.'
'I saw it in your eyes,' I told him.
'Yes! I saw it in your eyes.'
'And in your body, too,' I added.
'There, too. And I saw it in your body as you looked at me.'
We stared at one another silently for a moment.
'I...' I was hesitant, not from fear but from excitement. 'I love you!' I whispered honestly, lost in his loving expression.
'Yes!' he sighed, triumphantly, and bent his head towards mine as we melted together into such a passionate kiss that I expected to ejaculate right there on those rickety old stairs. As if reading my mind, he broke the kiss and in a husky whisper asked, 'Think we'll make it up to the room before we come?' Then he chuckled softly, in a knowing and caring way.
The intensity of the moment was broken. He was rubbing my back and ass briskly with both hands as we held the tight embrace. 'Man, you feel so good, I want to eat you up! Let's go to bed!'
'Yes. Bed!' was all I could say, I was so elated. My arms were around his strong body and it was only with great reluctance that I let go, dropping my hands to my sides. He took one of my hands in his and led me up the stairs to our room.
At that point, I didn't care what the room would be like, but when he opened the door, I was surprised. The room was sunny, well decorated and inviting, large and clean, with a giant double bed in the center of the long wall in front of us, and I saw us standing there, reflected in a three-foot high mirror that was the bed's headboard.
'This room was made for fuckin' around in,' I blurted out without thinking.
'Damn right!' he said agreeably, pulling me into the room with the hand he held. 'And I think that's just exactly what we should do. What do you say?' He looked at me questioningly.
'Absolutely!'
He laughed and grabbed me again around the waist and pulled me into himself. His strong body felt wonderful against mine, and then I realized he must feel the same about mine. After all, I was in great shape, too.
He stretched out a hand and pushed the door shut. Still holding me tightly, he whispered, 'If you want it dark in here, we can pull the blinds.' His tone gave no indication of his preference, so I knew he was allowing me to make the decision.
'Oh! No! Please. I want to see everything!'
'Perfect,' he sighed. 'So do I!'
Boldly, without invitation, I began unbuttoning his shirt. He smiled, dropping his hands, taking a step back, and letting me have free access for the removal of all of his clothes. Although I'd seen him naked and gleaming in the shower, I wasn't really prepared for the impact his aura of perfection had on me. Unveiling such a treasure remains to this day one of the most memorable sexual highlights of my life.
I put his shirt on the back of a chair, knelt before him and removed his shoes and socks, and then, still kneeling, unbuckled his belt and opened his pants. Like me, he wasn't wearing underpants, and immediately his stunning, rampant, stalwart cock came into view, vibrating with lust. Staring at it, swaying slightly as he raised one foot, then the other, as I removed his pants, I saw that he was right. I had been too far away from it when I saw it in the showers. Up close, it was even more breathtaking. My first perception had been that it was uncut. But now, up close and in full engorgement, I saw that, like my own, although cut, it retained a generous amount of foreskin which was fully drawn back beneath the very wide, full curved flanges of the thick cockhead. Like mine, the skin would move easily when drawn up and down the very thick shaft, making it a perfect tool for jacking and sucking, and for fucking.
I happened to glance at the mirror and was struck by the sight. I saw my head and upper body in front of his profiled nude body, the huge cock standing tall before my face. A wave of carnal pleasure surged through me as I realized this man was as eager to make love as I was.
His eyes caught mine in the mirror. His expression took my breath away. 'Wow!' he sighed, 'you look so sexy down there, like worshiping me. Why don't you strip off your clothes and let's start, naked, like this? Okay? I'd really like to feel your mouth on my meat.'
Wordlessly I removed my shirt as I rose in agreement and undressed for him. His eyes never left my body as I quickly stripped off my shoes, socks and pants. I was standing nude, inches from him. My cock was as stiff as I can remember it ever being. It glowed in the sunny lighting of the big room.
'It's taking all my effort to keep from grabbing you, but kneel, again,' he demanded breathlessly.
It was easy for me to comply. It was what I wanted to do. As I went down, I slid a hand onto his muscular thigh. The flawless flesh felt firm and strong, the skin smooth and hot! He hissed with pleasure as my hand slid upwards until my fingers touched his balls. His sac churned with delight and tightened into such crinkled, thick, richly patterned skin that I knew he was ready for an orgasm and hadn't had one in a while, maybe at least a day. It told me he was hot! It told me he was horny!
My hand wrapped itself around the oversized nutsac and toyed with it, tugging and rubbing. I love balls and their sacs! This sac was hairless, full and responsive, alive with sensations, and stuffed to overflowing with two jumbo testicles. He groaned with pleasure as I played with them, and as my other hand grabbed his stiff erection at mid-organ, tugging on it, testing its strengths. As I knew it would, the skin moved smoothly on the giant shaft. The cock was so beautiful, and feeling him in my hands was so fulfilling, that I could have jacked him off to orgasm right then and there without any effort, watching up close, like this, as I played with it. That would give great joy. But I knew we both wanted more than that. He wanted me to suck his cock. And I wanted to suck his cock. So that's what I did! I pointed the long weapon at my mouth and suddenly lapped at it, lashing my flattened tongue across the fat cockhead while looking up at him. His eyes opened wide as he saw my lascivious movement and felt the heat of my tongue on his meat.
'Yeah,' he sighed, 'suck my cock, man!' He humped his hips at me, poking the long cock into my lips. I opened my mouth to his assault. A giant-sized cockhead forced its way between my lips and into my mouth. I loved it! I sucked with all my might, causing him to groan, tug back, and thrust forward hard, sending more of the huge cock into me. I took it, gratefully. Sensing I could handle it, he humped again, and again, and again, and again, each time getting more of it into me. I worked with him, sliding my hands onto his buttocks and pulling him into me forcefully, letting him know I could take everything he could feed me. Letting him know that he didn't have to hold back for fear I'd choke on this big dick of his.
I caught a quick glimpse of myself in the mirror. What a sight! With more than half of the long tube disappearing into my wide-stretched mouth, much of it obviously already in my throat, I looked like the classic cocksucker on his knees in front of a perfect specimen of extremely well-endowed young male. The sight thrilled me to the core. I was exactly where I had hoped to be with exactly the cock I wanted to suck, deep in my mouth, now, and fighting to get in even deeper. I loved it!
His eyes caught and held mine in the mirror. 'Oooh! You look fine down there. Look at you suck my big dick!' he whispered excitedly. 'Umph!' he grunted, jabbing his hips and forcing more of the cock into me, 'take this cock, man. Umph! Take it all the way! Man, what a sight!'
He was serious! He wanted in! So we began really working together, him humping, me bobbing, all the time watching ourselves and our progress as that mammoth spear slowly sank itself deeper and deeper into my throat until it had gone deeper than any other ever has. Until it was in all the way. Until cockhair surrounded my strained upper lip and balls cradled my stretched lower lip, while my nose flattened against bone and my forehead pressed tightly against solid abdominal wall. Until I could no longer see myself in the mirror because I was so completely close to his magnificent body, almost becoming a part of it.
'Oh, God!' he cried out. 'Look at that! When I told you I wanted you to take a close look, this is exactly what I had in mind, but I didn't think you could take it. No one ever has, before. This is fantastic! Look how deeply I've entered you! Fuck, I can feel you on every inch of my meat! It feels incredible! I feel my balls at your lips, against your chin! This is much better than I had dreamed!'
I felt great! It had been necessary to rise up into a half-squat to be able to accommodate such a huge weapon, in order to get all of it down my throat, but I had done it. Now, I began an ideal deep- throated blowjob, putting all my skills to work, bobbing and sucking, swallowing and tongue-twirling, making love to his cock. To him! My hands caressed every reachable part of his body, toying with his hard nipples, rubbing his pecs, massaging his buttocks and the backs of his thighs, as I luxuriated in the feel of him and his sexual responsiveness. It lasted an exquisitely long time, but when I rewrapped my hand around his balls and tugged, his entire body stiffened.
'Oh! Man! This is the best blowjob I've ever had! I don't want it to end. But that's got it! Touchin' my balls has put me over the top, man. I'm gonna shoot my load!' The warning wasn't necessary. I knew he was ready to explode. I kept right on working his meat as hard as I could, trying to work up higher and higher on the long tube, but then he ejaculated! Jism sizzled in my throat till I swallowed. I was able to get his cockhead into my mouth for the next explosion, and was so filled with semen that I thought I'd drown. Some of the heavenly liquid was forced up my nose. I swallowed. Immediately, my mouth was refilled with his thick, hot, delicious fluid. To me, it was the best tasting cum I've ever had: the elixir of perfect manhood. I savored its flavor and texture, its heat and syrupy almost ropy thickness, its odor and taste. I was in ecstasy, diving down again to the base. Of all my sexual memories, this moment of his first orgasm into my mouth, with his strong-statured, wide-legged stance with his balls pressed against my chin, his hip thrusting lunges, his gasps for air, his grasps on my shoulders, as he pumped his love into me, will always remain among the strongest and most vivid. And, perhaps not too surprisingly, as I closed my eyes with enjoyment, the picture of him naked in that shower danced in my mind. I was ecstatic!
As his volumes reduced, I sucked the long tube into my throat and drew out every remaining droplet of cum. We remained in that position for a long, long moment - until I had to come up for air.
'Oh, fuck, man, you can really handle cock! That's the best blowjob I've ever had,' he repeated with sincerity, 'and, I'll tell you, I've had more than my fair share of blowjobs.' His still hard cock remained in my mouth, but I just held it there without sucking, knowing it was extremely sensitive after such a complete orgasm.
'How do you feel?' he asked solicitously, tugging the cock out.
'I'm ready to burst!' I told him excitedly. 'This is the best experience of my life!'
'Come here,' he said, gently, and reached down and straightened me up. He saw how vibrant with passion my cock was. It was ready. We both knew it.
'It was difficult for me to hold back,' I told him, honestly. 'I almost shot all over your legs as you came in my mouth.'
'Wow, that's nice. I'm glad you held back for me. I'm very choosy, and seldom reciprocate, but with a guy as handsome as you are, and with a cock that looks as good as yours does, and is so big, I don't mind goin' down on it at all. But let me suggest that you lie on the bed. Okay? You can watch the action in the mirror, up close. Wanna do that?'
'Oh! Yes!' I sighed, and we moved onto the bed together, his hands guiding me and caressing me at the same time. I lay on my back parallel to the mirror, and he knelt next to me, near my shoulder. I was looking up into his crotch. His erection had hardly deflated at all. His scrotum, too, still looked fresh and ready. It pleased me to realize that he was not one of those come and leave kind of one-time guys. And neither am I.
Right away, his techniques were better than any I'd known. He leaned in from my shoulder, leaning down towards my crotch, grabbing my erection in one hand and sliding his mouth over the crown with no hesitation, instead of getting in between my legs from below as most men would do. This gave him better angles to handle my cock. As I saw his handsome face devour it, and felt the pressures he exerted immediately, I was struck with overwhelming emotion. Here was a man who knew how to please another man. Here was a man who liked cock just as much as I did. Here was a man who could enjoy himself without embarrassment as he sucked my cock. Here was a man who loved what he was doing and did it right, just as I do. I appreciated how rare that is. My love for him grew.
I was looking down my body as my cock began to disappear, but movement at my side caught my eye and I looked into the mirror. The completely different view of what I'd been looking at was breathtaking. I saw his whole body over me. I saw how aroused he was and how aroused I was. His head was going forward and back as more and more of my cock was taken into his throat. I hadn't expected this. The scene caused such reactions in me that I almost came. But I did not want to reduce his enjoyment. He wasn't choking or gagging, and he had me in way past the point that most men do gag and choke. It dawned on me that, like myself, he must feel that to get a deep-throating blowjob you must be able to give one. And he was as good as I am.
'Fuck! Look at that!' I groaned uncontrollably. He was able to shift his head sufficiently to catch my eye in the mirror. He raised and lowered his eyebrows indicating his enjoyment.
'God, you do that so well! It feels so terrific, I want to come, but I also want to hold back, letting you get all you need.'
He winked, then shifted his hips and tapped me on the temple with his cock. I turned my head to see the giant cockhead less than an inch from my eyes. I raised my mouth, as he eased the cock forward, and I engulfed the entire cock. At that moment, feel-ing his dickhead swell in my mouth, I reached climax! It made me suck frantically as my body stiffened and my guts tightened, and then I pumped what felt like a gallon of cum into his hot, suctioning, demanding, unrelenting mouth. Jolt after jolt after jolt of orgasmic bliss rocked my entire body. With his cock in my mouth, I spurted my love-juice into his mouth! It was unforgettable!
Slowly, he pulled himself back up to his knees. He was careful to tug his cock gently from my mouth. He was looking down at me. As I looked up, past his muscular belly and chest, past his thick neck, square jaw, sexy mouth, and straight nose, into those piercing eyes of his, I saw that he loved me. He saw that I loved him. His cock had popped out of my mouth and stiffened straight up above me. God, it was a great cock! It looked completely reinvigorated.
Once again as if reading my mind, he said, 'Drinkin' your cum's got me all hard, again. See? See, my big hard-on?'
I lay there, beneath him, looking up at his balls, his cock, his magnificent body, and I writhed with passion. 'Wha'cha gonna do with that big hard-on?' I asked teasingly.
'There's a jar of Tiger Balm on the table, here,' he said, holding his breath expectantly.
'Oh? What's it used for?'
'Some guys use it as a jack-off cream. It makes your dick nice and hard and you don't shoot off right away.'
'Hand me the jar,' I requested. It wasn't out of his reach, so he leaned over and grabbed a small wooden jar, handing it to me. I opened it and smelled the pleasant ointment it contained. It was like pomade, thick and rich looking. I smiled up at him as I scooped some of the ointment out onto my finger. He grinned. I think he knew exactly what I'd ask him next. 'What do you use it for?'
Before he could answer, I reached up and smeared the ointment onto his cock, and then I used my fist to spread the cream over his cockhead and down the shaft. As I did it, delighting in the torrid touch, his cock swelled and gleamed, becoming very rigid and beautiful. He watched from above as I watched from below. It was a moment of great arousal for both of us. I continued massaging the cream onto his pulsating, mammoth shaft until he whispered, huskily, 'It's the perfect lube for fucking!'
My hand slid easily to the base of his erection and I pointed it outward slightly. It was so large that it almost blocked our view of each other. 'And this is an instrument for fucking, isn't it?' I asked.
'I haven't met many men who can handle it. Do you think you want to try?' he asked in a tension filled voice.
I removed my hand from his cock. It sprang back to rigidity. I scooped some more ointment out and smeared it lovingly on my own erection. He watched, fascinated, even a bit puzzled. I said, 'I love to jack off as I get fucked. Don't you?'
He grinned. 'Damn, you're sexy! You sure you want me to plug your ass?' He looked very excited. He was already walking on his knees down alongside of my body. His cock hardly wavered with his motions, it was so stiff.
'I'm sure I want you to fuck me,' I said, spreading my legs apart.
'From the front?!' he asked in a voice filled with amazement.
'It's the most intimate way, isn't it?'
'I love it that way, but no one ever lets me do it like this.' He raised my right leg in the air after crawling over to get between them. Then he raised my left leg, holding them both in a wide 'V.' With his muscular arms spread wide, his torso between my legs, and his erection standing boldly ready like a huge flagpole, he looked at me with great tenderness. 'I'm all set,' he whispered. He presented one of the sexiest pictures of turned-on masculinity I have even seen.
'I'll help,' I said, scrunching my body down, raising my hips, and reaching down to grab his now sticky column. I pushed it down, with difficulty, to aim it at my hole. He flexed his hips and adjusted to the angle of penetration. 'Let me do the work,' I cautioned, distractedly. Then I glanced up into his face. Bliss was written all over it. This is really what he wanted to be doing.
I held the giant cockhead against my asshole for a long while. At first he looked puzzled, but then realized that I was heating the ointment with my body, making it slipperier, while slowly adjusting my own tissues to prepare for the onslaught of such a humungous fuck-stick. His ability and willingness to withhold force-fulness was admirable. I was glad I'd been able to give him a blowjob, thereby taking the edge off his lustiness.
In this position, I was able to wiggle and rotate my ass against the ramrod that was his cock, and very slowly I opened up to him. The tightness of the whole area squeezed his cockhead, making the tip smaller, and it partially entered. The heat inside me then caused the cockhead to re-expand to even larger size, and that too helped allow a bit more cock to enter me. A sort of squeeze-then-expand routine helped draw in more and more cock, until finally, as I shifted into him, the entire cockhead popped in and was captured by my clenching sphincter and ass muscles.
His eyes opened wide. 'It's in!' he said excitedly.
'Just the head,' I said through pants of rapid breathing. This was a gigantic cock. It was hitting the extremes of what I was able to withstand. He could see beads of sweat break out on my forehead and neck, and he saw the strain my entire body was under. As he was looking down at my cock in a moment of admiration, I said, through clenched teeth, 'It would be easier for both of us if I lost this fuckin' erection.'
'Yeah, it would. How come it's still so hard? Every guy I've ever tried to fuck lost his hard-on. Why haven't you?'
'Because I'm in seventh heaven! Because I want you inside of me. I want you inside of me bad. All of you! I want you inside of me to enjoy this, and to fuck the shit out of me, too. It may take us a while to get there, but we're gonna enjoy this fuck!'
'I'll tell you, it's been taking every ounce of self-control I've got to keep from getting all excited and taking charge, man,' he admitted, breathing with difficulty, himself. 'I see you sure know what you're doin', so I'll behave myself, but this is already a great fuck for me. You're hotter than anything I've ever felt. You're tighter than anything I could imagine. You're sexier than anyone I've ever met!'
I had been trying to get my rectum to relax and allow further penetration, dizzy with concentration, but on hearing his words I looked up into his eyes. He was as frazzled with concentration as I was. I smiled. His eyes focused on me, then, and he smiled back. Suddenly, his expression relaxed as I felt mine relaxing. We had both been trying too hard. Amazingly, as we looked at one another, a good six inches of his dick slid smoothly into my bottom. My eyes crossed, I think, when the big organ directly massaged my prostate gland as the cockhead slid by, because he sighed, 'Geez, you like this!' I strained to look down at the connection. 'Man! Look how far in you've gone!'
He glanced down immediately, looked at the amazing penetration, and said, 'Wow!' He looked into my eyes. His were bright with exhilaration. 'We're doin' it, now, man!' His face glowed as he gave me a full-toothed smile. I was able to relax even further. Pains from the assault were endurable and would subside, I knew from experience. Relaxing would be important to our mutual pleasures. Now, I would let him take over for a while and allow him to develop the fuck at his own pace. Words weren't necessary. He took charge. Not heed-lessly, ruining what we had so carefully built, but patiently, knowingly, with the skill of a true craftsman, a genuine butt-fucker. He pushed my legs, which he was holding near my ankles, further forward towards my head, which rolled my ass upwards, giving him an easier angle. The movement caused another inch or two to penetrate. I remained calm. Each further penetration, widening my ass-lips even more, caused problems for me, but I ignored them. Some pain was small price to pay for later rewards. And the rewards were coming, I knew that for sure.
He glanced at the mirror and his eyes widened. 'Look!' he sighed, huskily. The sight was something to see! As we watched a phenomenal scene of breathtaking carnality, his cock began to slide slowly forwards into the stretched dark crevice that was my asshole. As we watched, with sweat now breaking out on his forehead, the long connector made its final plunge into me until it disappeared completely. All we could see was his crop of fine pubic hair gleaming in the bright sunshine of the room, some of it tickling my scrotum. He was in! In all the way!
'Oh, God! Oh, God!' he sighed, breathlessly. 'Look! I'm in to the root, man! In all the way! In to the fuckin' bone! Oh Fuck! Look at this.' He said it with such excitement I wondered if it had ever happened to him before, but before I could ask, he added, 'I've never felt such sensations on my cock! You seem to be just lying there, but your insides are doin' something to my dick. Suckin' it, or squeezing it, or something, man. It feels incredible!'
I gave a slight rotation to my hips. Waves of pleasure passed across his face. I pulled in my stomach and pulled back a bit, tugging against his cock. Again, I could read his pleasure in his expressive face. As I continued, grabbing some of the con-trol of the fuck from him, beginning to show him how a well trained ass can really pleasure a man, lengthening the small strokes and moving erotically, I watched his expression change to all out craving. He wanted this. He loved this! Suddenly, he humped his slightly withdrawn cock back into me hard. Pile-driving it into me; slamming his meaty thighs up hard against me, measuring my reaction with narrowed eyes.
'That felt good,' I told him, so he did it again. Withdrew further, and did it again. Even further, and again, harder! Again, and harder! Again and harder! Out further yet and harder! And harder! And harder, until he was fucking like a machine! Until I was meeting each hard thrust with counter-thrusts of my own, so that the combinations shook us both and rattled the fucking furniture.
He slipped my calves onto his shoulders, fell forward with his outstretched hands near my shoulders holding himself up, his chest pushing against the backs of my thighs, rocked my ass further upward as he slid his legs straight out behind himself, and, his whole body stiff, he really began to fuck me!
His face was about a foot above mine. We were locked into each others eyes, serious now, going for the prize. I broke the eye contact to glance at the mirror. The sight of him fucking me was incredible, indelibly burning itself into my memory, as he knifed his body into a long 'L' shape, and then humped that huge cock back into my ass. His pile-driving ass was a magnificent sight to see, all tense muscle and keen purpose.
I looked back into his face to see that he'd been looking down at my cock. He looked up, saw that I was looking at him, and said in a husky, deep, emotion-filled voice, 'Don't you want to pump yours some? I'm about to shoot the best load of my life!'
'I'll come with you, don't worry. Right now, I trying not to shoot until you do.'
'Then here it is, babe! Here's my load!' he cried as his entire body stiffened rigidly over me with one final, big, thrust deep into me. I felt his ballsac tighten against my ass, his manroot swell at my ass-lips, and his whole cock pulsate inside of me. He was coming, and instantaneously, as he was looking down at it, my cock shot a gigantic glob of sperm right into my face. I didn't have to touch it; it came off by itself!
Cum clung to my cheek as he looked into my eyes in astonishment. At the height of his orgasm he just couldn't say anything, but my simultaneous, unassisted orgasm was probably the best gift I could have ever given him. Excitement, gratitude, and just plain lust, colored his features.
We both kept coming. It seems we came more, this second orgasm for both of us, than ever before. My second shot hit my chin, but the rest of my cum landed on my chest. I could feel him unloading in my rectum. The shocks and after-shocks lasted an amazingly long time for both of us.
Finally, he lowered himself onto my body, as my legs slid off to the sides. I could feel his heart pounding. So was mine. But, interestingly enough, his long erection did not fully leave my ass. A good length of it remained in me, and remained hard. I was impressed! And the weight of his strong body, pressing against my dick, kept it hard, too.
We lay like that for an endless, perfect time, my hands lightly, absently, caressing the flesh of his muscular back. Our hearts stopped pounding. Breathing returned to normal. Most of my senses returned. The strong smell of semen increased our bliss, and its sticky texture cemented us together. His head was beside mine, but then he raised it and looked at me. His expression was serious. He slowly, wordlessly, brought his lips to mine and he kissed me. Without exaggeration, it was the best kiss of my life! Ever! Before or since! In post-orgasmic bliss, every cell in my body responded to that kiss. My nipples felt like they would burst. My balls retightened up against the base of my cock. My arms hugged him to me as roughly and tightly as I could make them. My cock throbbed. My asshole went crazy. It felt like it was sucking cock. It was the first time in my life that I was really aware of the independent strengths in my ass. I felt his erection revitalize in my ass during that kiss. I was thunderstruck with emotion.
He rolled his head and sighed, 'Oh, Baby!' It was said with such intensity, and he immediately rolled his head back and resumed the incredibly passionate kiss, that I didn't mind the name. In fact, I liked it. We grew even more passionate after that. Then, it became apparent that we wanted to fuck, immediately, again, but our positions weren't right. He lifted his head, smiling romantically.
'I gotta fuck ya, now!' he whispered with a hoarse voice. 'Again! I can't stop. I don't know what you've done, but I want more of it!' He looked deeply into my eyes hoping for a positive response.
'Yes! Fuck me, again!' I sighed. 'I want it! Tell me how you want to give it to me.'
'Doggie-style, in front of the mirror, so we can watch better this time,' he said with a plea in his voice. 'Okay?'
'Yeah, doggie-style,' I agreed immediately. 'Let me up.'
'Oh,' he groaned, sounding very disappointed, 'do we have to disconnect?' He was lying heavily atop me. I said, 'No, we just have to do it carefully.' And I guided our movements through an elaborate and athletic ballet. First we rolled over so that I was on top. Then I maneuvered to sit on him as his cock became relodged completely up my ass as I faced him. I spun around on that amazing pole, facing his feet, and then laid back down against his body. Then, we rolled over again so he was on top, and finally I rose up onto hands and knees, lifting him with me. We had done it. We were ready.
This time he was in complete control and I loved it. Oh, I controlled my ass and hips and body, but he controlled the fuck. And what a fuck it became! He grabbed my hips and pumped away, slapped my buttocks red and kissed my back, nibbled my neck, pulled that long dick out to the extreme, even out all the way sometimes, and plowed it back in to the hilt, while we watched ourselves in the mirror. Fucking and playing at fucking at the same time. Cavorting before that mirror for our carnal pleasures. And the ointment was working. The fucking was lasting an unimaginably long time. If fact, time was the last thing we on our minds.
Suddenly, the door opened and Chung walked right into the room carrying a large try with several bottles and many covered dishes. He didn't even try to knock, and he left the door wide open.
'Oh!' he said in feigned surprise, 'you two not sleeping. You two fucking!' Then he started to giggle. But he kept his eyes on us, studying our conjoined bodies with obvious delight.
'Com'on, Chung,' my Marine said in a voice that sounded amused, 'you could at least close the fuckin' door.' But he continued his steady fucking pace, nonetheless, apparently completely unembarrassed by the intrusion. Somehow, strangely, it reminded me of the cute, naked sailor in the shower this morning, who was also unembarrassed by his nudity. But this was more that just nudity. We were fucking like dogs. And we weren't stopping. Hell, we weren't even slowing down! And the strange thing is I didn't want to stop or slow down! And my erection didn't diminish.
Chung ignored the open door and set the heavy tray down on a large table by the big windows, keeping his eye on us. 'You stop fucking soon,' he instructed with giggles, 'or lunch get cold!' As he was talking, he approached the bed. He watched us for a few moments, both directly and through the mirror, and amazed me by developing an obvious erection down his white cotton pants leg. It looked like it was a big one!
I looked up into his face and he giggled, again. 'Your friend fuck good. Yes?' he asked me.
'God, Chung, he fucks great! Better than anyone I've ever known.' I saw no point in anything but an honest answer.
'Oh, good. Very good! But no forget. Stop fucking soon. Eat lunch. Then fuck more. Remember. Need strength. No food - no fuck.' He giggled and headed backwards to the door, still watching us fucking.
My Marine called out, 'Thanks, Chung,' as the door closed, and he never slowed the pace. But tissues rubbing together create friction, and friction creates heat and heat will burn unless it's doused with liquid, and the operative liquid here was semen.
My Marine was coupled tightly with me, and was jacking me off with the same steady rhythm he was using to fuck me. It became clear to me that I was inexorably reaching climax.
'You're getting ready to shoot a load, again, aren't you,' he whispered.
'Oh, yes. I am,' I admitted.
'I want to come in you ass, right now,' he told me in tense tones, 'but I want you to hold off, and then come in my mouth. Can you do that for me?'
The question, itself, damn near put me over the top. Suddenly, I had to make every effort, try every technique, to prevent my orgasm, while he went crazy, pounding into me, and raising the level of his mission to the maximum. I didn't think I could last, but I knew I wanted to please him, so I knew I'd try my damnedest. As he started to pump cum into me, jarring me to my teeth, thrilling my whole being, it was almost impossible.
At the last little spurt, he popped his long cock out of me unceremoniously, flopped over onto his back next to me, almost under me, and quickly guided my leaking erection into his hot mouth. As I felt his thick lips slide over my cockhead, nerves exploded throughout my body and I started to come. By the barrel-full! Gushingly! Wonderfully! And he sucked it all up, every drop of it as we watched ourselves in that mirror.
It's impossible to keep short the telling of this encounter. I've already run out of space. What happened next, after lunch, will have to wait for another time. But you know this much by now about my Marine Hunk: He was the best. Ever!
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