Those tough Marines are just as queer as the rest of us!

by jon martin

21 May 2020 1313 readers Score 9.2 (28 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


So now we knew; good looking women DID come to our chain link fence looking for cock to suck.  My buddy Stan Grankowski (yes, cousin to THE Grankowski) was in a state of high horniness after his encounter which alternated with despair that it may have been a one time thing.  That worked out to my advantage because it gave me access to his very nice dick any time I wanted it.  But much as I pleaded for access to his even nicer ass, that wasn't going to happen.  

He claimed I had snuck up on him and taken advantage while his attention was diverted to watching that blonde head bobbing on his cock.  "Bullshit Gronk.  My dick has been up a lot of assholes and I can tell when it's welcome or not.  

Your ass ought to have a 'welcome' sign tattooed on it.  Or, being from Texas, a 'welcome y'all' sign."  But he was getting really pissed at me bugging him so I gave it a rest.  It's not like there weren't a lot of other welcoming man cunts around.  So we waited.  Then one night his cell phone rang (we were not supposed to have them but....) and it was her.  

She said she would be at the fence in 5 minutes and hung up.  Stan headed for the door and I guess he hoped I didn't know what was happening but I followed close on his heels.  She had already put her pillow down and as Stan charged, with boner out and in hand, to the fence she knelt down and sucked it right in.  

About the same time his dick was being swallowed, I was slipping his fatigues and his shorts down over his ass and rimming him like crazy.  I could tell he was already nearly there so I stood up and whispered in his ear as I slid my cock in. "I'm baaack Gronk.  And don't pretend you didn't welcome me right in.  A good ole Texas  welcome at that.  

Think I didn't notice you going up on tippy toe to make it easier for me?  You fucking hypocrite!  You're loving getting serviced on both sides."  Then I started taking care of business.  His breath was getting raggedy and his small thrusts into her mouth were milking my cock.  

He groaned and pushed tight against the fence as he filled her mouth with jizz.  That caused his sphincter to clench my dick so in about two thrusts I shot hot cum in three hard blasts and then a couple dribbly ones.  I felt some of it ooze out of his ass and down my ball sack and drip on the ground.

She gathered up her pillow and wiped some cum dribble off her chin.  "next time you can invite three or four buddies out.  But no more than that or I turn around and drive away."

Then she was gone; leaving me with sweet post orgasm happiness and Stan with thoughts of making some bucks.

"I could make a lot of money letting some of these horny bastards in on this." Stan mused back in the barracks.

"But you can't charge your brothers in this situation.  It's not the Marine Code."

"Oh fuck.  I suppose you're right"  He sounded vastly disappointed.

So now he had to pick some guys to share his fantasy with.  How would he do that?  And how could I use it to my own advantage?  Nothing against the Marine Code there.

by jon martin

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