Mason never made it home. Hell, he didn’t even know where he was. He opened his eyes because of the bright sun shining through the window. He brought his hand up to his eyes to shield them from the brightness. He decided he was too tired to even keep his hand up. He wanted to roll over and bury his head in the pillow.
When he did roll over, he rolled into a body, a solid hard muscular dude. Right then everything came flooding back to him. Everything that happened last night. Sure the night started off like he knew it would, balls deep inside some hot, high school jock ass. That’s what was promised and that’s what was delivered. He just never guessed that by the end of the night some dude would be balls deep inside his ass.
Mason always considered himself bisexual. He’d had tons of girlfriends, but he had also fucked a lot of dudes. He always had the confidence and swagger to get what he wanted. He knew that because of his mixed-race good looks which gave him a slightly exotic look, he could charm the pants of anyone. He knew when a dude thought he was attractive. His gaydar was on point. Most of his conquests were other guys like himself, usually bi or in the closet. Those were the best fucks. Guys like that often just wanted to have the hell fucked out of them before they had to go back to the wife or girlfriend. That’s why he loved them. They wanted it hard and rough, and they always wanted to be bred. He truly thought those men were lesser than himself. A dude that needed to be fucked meant that he was weak and not in control. They needed to be with another man in order to feel like a man. He relished in the moment every time he had some hot, muscular stud pinned down and railing him with all his strength. Being a Marine wasn’t bad for business either. His high and tight haircut with a little bulk on top, his thick muscular build and his pretty-boy exotic good looks made him an easy target for a hot masculine stud that needed to get off with a cock in his ass.
Mason thought about what he did last night. He let another dude fuck him. Worse yet, he liked it. Fuck that, he LOVED it. He never dreamed he would ever love having another dude’s dick in his ass. Sure, he occasionally beat-off with a dildo in his ass so he wasn’t new to anal. That started with a girlfriend playing with his hole one night. It moved on to small dildos when he was alone. He knew it was a little gay, but he always shot harder when he had a nice vibrating dildo in his ass. He figured since it wasn’t attached to a guy than he could still keep his status as a “real man.”
The man stirred next to him. Mason was mortified that he was about to have to deal with a situation that he thought would never happen. He was going to have to look into the eyes of the man who made him his bitch all night. His embarrassment was overwhelming. All those men stood around and watched him get railed by a guy. He knew he had to get out of there before Edward woke up. Fuck, Edward was hot. What a real man. He knew how to fuck a guy good. Mason had never been with a man like Edward before. Edward had some kind of hold over him and he couldn’t figure out what it was, but whatever it was, it was strong enough for Mason to want Edward to fuck him. He was suddenly ashamed. He had to leave.
Quietly, he pushed back the covers and slowly pushed himself up and dropped his legs off the side of the king-sized bed. He looked back at the sleeping Adonis beside him and couldn’t stop staring at his handsome features and the slow rise and fall of his massive chest as he slept. He turned back around and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He thought he would just slide his underwear on, grab his uniform, sneak out and change in a bathroom. Shit, where the fuck was Tyler. Double shit, they were driven to the party. He had no way of going anywhere.
“Fuck it, I’ll Uber back to the base,” he thought. “Tyler can fend for himself.”
Just when he was about to stand up, he felt a warm hand on his shoulder, pulling him back down on to the bed.
“Hey. Where ya going?” Edward asked in a drowsy voice.
Mason laid back down and felt Edward wrap his big arm around his shoulders and pull him in tight. He was on his right side now, spooned up against the side of Rob’s leg. His right cheek pressed against the warm tight skin of Rob’s chest. His left hand came up and rested on Rob’s abs. Mason couldn’t resist, he started to slowly run his hands up and down the hard stomach. This position made him feel less masculine, he was actually cuddled up in a way that was reminiscent of the way a girl would cuddle up to him after sex. He was not cool with that. Yet, he could feel the strength and power flowing through Edward and into himself. The way Edward pulled him in, taking control, holding him in his smooth muscular arms, some how made him feel...safe.
“Uh, hey, bro,” Mason answered Edward’s greeting. He was nervous and when he was nervous, he tended to stutter. “I... Uh... need to get back... to the base. I didn’t want to wake you.”
Edward still groggy, ran his fingers through Mason’s short hair. “Nah, babe. Stay here with me.” Edward gave him a small squeeze. “I’ll get you back. I want you to stay here with me all day.”
Babe? Edward called him babe. He liked it, made him feel special. He also knew he called his female one- night-stands Babe all the time. So, was this a one-time thing? Did Edward not want to see him again? Wait. Why the fuck was he worrying about that? He’s not some clingy chic he had banged the night before. Why did he care? But he did.
“I really need to get going. I just really need to go.”
Edward squeezed him tighter. “Babe, don’t worry. I said I would get you back. I promise.”
Mason let out a heavy sigh.
Edward stroked Mason’s bicep. “Hey. What’s up with you?” Edward asked in response to the sigh. “Why are you trying to get away from me?”
Mason looked up at the ceiling wondering what the fuck he should do now. “I’m not. I just think I need to be... alone.”
“Alone? Mason, you’re with me. You don’t need to be alone. Didn’t you have a good time last night?”
“Yeah. I mean... well....”
“What is going on, Marine?”
Mason was at a stopping point. He needed to do something, say something, anything to stop feeling the way he was feeling at this very moment. He was getting anxious, and his temper came to the surface.
“Dude. Stop!” Mason snapped. “It’s not enough you fucked me like a bitch all night but now you want me to stay and... and... fucking cuddle? I don’t cuddle, dude.”
Edward sat up which made Mason prop himself up on his elbow. He furrowed his forehead in confusion. “Like a bitch? Wait, are you pissed off because I fucked you?”
Mason put on his best tough Marine face. “Fuck yeah I am. Why is that so hard to believe?
“Because I’ve never had a dude get pissed because I fucked him. They usually consider it a fucking honor. Look at me. I don’t fuck just any dude and trust me, I could.”
Mason flinched at the comment. He looked at Ed with defiance. “An honor? You just fucked a fucking United States Marine. YOU should be the one that is honored!”
Edward stared into the handsome kid’s eyes. Mason was a fucking Marine, the epitome of masculinity, of strength and power. Edward put his dick into a real stud and that man took his cock like his life depended on it. That’s a real man.
Edward nodded. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I apologize,” Edward said sincerely.
Mason still scowled at him but relaxed his tense body. He did believe that Edward was sincere.
“Take my apology,” Edward stated. “I don’t do it very often.”
“Ok. Sorry, I get fucking crazy when I’m mad. I have a temper. I inherited it from my dad.”
“Well, I do too. I’ve been told I’m a little...intense.”
“I think my sore asshole can attest to that.”
“Did I hurt you?” Edward asked as he took Mason’s hand.
Mason looked at their hands. He felt a tingle flow up his arm. His heart fluttered. “No... it doesn’t matter. I can take it.”
Edward affectionately moved his hand around on Mason’s shoulder. “Babe, for your first time bottoming, you took it like a fucking pro. I was fucking impressed.”
Mason liked that he impressed the man but now that he was sober and rested, everything he did last night came rolling back. He was a stud fucking those two football players but then, after his first fuck, he acted like a total man whore for the rest of the night. He remembered begging for Edward to fuck him, to breed him. He remembered telling Edward to make him his bitch. Mason was appalled at himself. This was not the way a Marine acted. It was bad enough to find out that Tyler acted that way too. Marines don’t act like faggot sluts and that’s what he had become last night. The main problem was that he also liked it. That made it all worse.
“Impressed with how I got fucked like a... a girl?” He looked at Edward with disgust. “I’m a fucking Marine! I’m a man! I’m not some faggot who... who... cuddles with a dude after taking dick up his ass all night.”
Edward shook his head. “Wait a minute, Mason, you ARE a man. Just because you’re the one getting fucked doesn’t make you any less of a man.”
“The fuck it doesn’t!” Mason said loudly, getting angry. “I was on my back with my legs spread like a fucking bitch while you hammered away at my ass like I was some kind of hooker. I feel like a fucking hooker.”
Edward let go of Mason’s shoulder. “You are NOT a hooker.” He reached up to Mason’s neck and pulled him closer. He felt the warmth and the solid muscle of the handsome Marine next to him. He listened to Mason’s deep voice, gravelly from a night of constant yelling, moaning, and groaning while getting fucked. He could see the conflict in Mason’s face. For the first time in his life, he really cared about another guy’s feelings.
Mason felt the man hug him close. No. This was not where this was supposed to go. He was mad. He was mad at Edward. Mason knew he should have pulled away and left. But it felt good to feel Edwards body, his warm muscles.
Edward brought Mason’s face up and passionately kissed him on the lips. Mason kissed him back.
“Mason, I gave you all I had last night. I put my whole body into fucking you and you took it like a man. And it was your first fucking time. Tell me who could do that without screaming and whining like a little bitch? A man who can take a cock in his ass without crying about it, is a real fucking man in my book,” Edward said as he patted Mason’s right pec. “Look at Tyler. That kid is a slut bottom and he’s still a proud Marine. I was impressed with that kid’s stamina. He treated each guy like a challenge. He was having a blast.”
Mason shook his head and rubbed his temples with his index fingers. “I don’t fucking know, dude. Damn it, it’s freaking me out.”
“Why?”
Mason was silent.
“Why?” Edward quietly asked again.
Silence.
Edward grabbed Mason’s chin and turned it towards him. “WHY?” he shouted like a drill sergeant.
Mason looked shocked. What the fuck? Nobody handles him that way. In any other circumstance he would have punched the dude in the face He looked at Edward with a defiant look. Edward stared into his eyes. They were boring into his soul, reading him like a book. He knew Edward already knew what he was about to say. Mason’s face softened and his eyes started to tear up. He wasn’t used to this. He wasn’t used to showing so much emotion to another guy. For some reason, he felt he could with Edward.
“Because I fucking loved it. I fucking loved it, ok?” Mason growled back. “I fucking loved being on my back, my legs spread, you between my legs holding my ankles, drilling in and out of my ass. I fucking loved it. Having all those guys watching me get fucked. Watching me satisfy you, pleasing you. I was such a fucking slut, and I fucking loved it. I just kept picturing the scene in my head: me, this Marine stud laying on my back, my legs wrapped around your waist as you fucked me, hoping to myself that you would cum inside me. I wanted to take your load. I wanted your load inside me so bad, and I didn’t know why. And then we came here, we fucked all night, and you came inside me twice more. You kept saying I was your man, your Marine, your boy. I never imagined I would feel like this.”
Edward listened to him, hearing him. His mood turned soft. “Is that a bad thing? Feeling protected, safe? Making me feel good? Feeling you belong to someone like me?”
Mason shrugged his big shoulders. “I don’t know. I don’t need protecting. I could kill a man ten different ways if I had to. But, I also know I don’t want it to stop.”
Edward held him close. “Mason, you went into the Marines where you were conditioned to be tough and dominant. It’s tough to break out of that mindset.
You spent so much time fucking the shit out of hot guys and last night you got to be one of those hot guys on the receiving end and you liked it. You gave up control for the first time in your life and it felt good.”
Mason listened and it all made sense. His father always forced him to be tough, in control, take no prisoners. Everything Mason did was to please his father. He excelled in sports, he got perfect grades, he was popular. Then Mason went into the Marines. The Marines took the place of his dad. Now, there was a new father he had to make proud. For once, Mason wanted to let go and let someone else take over and he did it last night. Edward took control and did everything right. It was like the older man knew him better than he knew himself.
Mason looked back to Edward and asked suspiciously, “Hey, what’s your job?”
Edward chuckled with a big smile and replied, “I own my own company but I’m also a trained Psychologist.”
Mason rolled his eyes and laughed, “Jesus fucking Christ. That’s why you’re so good at getting into guy’s heads.”
“I like to say I’m good at bringing out a guy’s true nature.”
“You piss me off.” Mason smirked. “You’re too hot and you know it and you know I know it. You’re an asshole and I don’t even care,” Mason said as he nudged his shoulder into Rob’s.
“If it makes you feel any better, Mason, I’m a little freaked out too.”
“What? Why, dude. You were fucking balls deep in ass all night,” Mason said and rolled his eyes again. “And not just mine.”
Edward laughed. “Because before today, I would have kicked any other dude to the curb right after I creamed in their ass. I’ve almost never had a dude stay the night.”
“Almost never?” Mason asked.
“There have been a few that got the privilege to stay the night. It’s easy when my kid’s kind of slut, always has dudes around. It’s like a fucking buffet around here sometimes. But no one serious.”
“Huh. Well, I guess I feel special,” Mason said sarcastically. He looked at Edward and smiled. “You know, ever since we met the other day...”
“You mean when I walked in on you screwing my kid?”
Mason laughed. “Yeah. I dunno what but there was something about you. Just seemed like...”
“A connection?”
“Yeah. But you’re the shrink. I have major daddy issues. Could that be it?”
Edward shrugged. “Could be. Or it could be you respond well to authority. I did assert myself on you last night. Does it matter?”
“I guess not.”
“Mason, I’m a lot older than you but I really want to see if dating would work for us.”
“Dating?” Mason ‘s eyebrows peaked. “Seriously?”
“Yeah. And I don’t mean just sex. I mean serious dating.”
“If I say yes, does this mean no more alumni orgies for me?” Mason asked sarcastically.
“Fuck no! You kidding me?” Edward said, squeezing the Marine’s knee. “Just because we’re dating doesn’t mean you and I won’t be going to more parties like that. The difference is, I’ll have control over what you do at those parties. Watching you fuck those boys last night was so hot. I want to watch you fuck more guys. Watching your GET fucked will be even hotter.”
Mason was a little confused but then he was new to all this. “Ok, just to clear up any confusion, is this an open relationship dating thing?”
“I’m not stupid. I was your age once. I know your hormones are raging. Top whoever you want, Marine. But you better not ever let anyone fuck you unless I say so.”
“Hmmm. I guess we could give it a try. Ok,” Mason sighed as he lay back against Rob’s shoulder. “Tyler is going to give me so much shit. I told him I would never bottom, and I would never settle down. Now, I’ve gone from top to bottom over night.
“I know, babe. You’ll get the hang of it. Now, roll over.”
“What? Why?” Mason asked, finally feeling relaxed and warm in the arms of his new man.
Edward laughed. “Because I’m going to fuck my Marine’s hole.”
Mason once again looked to see if Edward was kidding around. He wasn’t.
Another sigh from Mason as he rolled over onto his stomach, felt Rob’s weight on his back and then the pressure of his cock as it penetrated his used hole. Mason gripped the pillow in front of him and growled as Edward sunk into that sweet, sweet ass.
“Geeeez...,” Mason hissed, gritting his teeth. “Dude, I hope I can get used to this.”
“You will, Marine,” Edward assured him then eased out slowly and then pushed in even slower, allowing the Marine to get used to it. “Relax, accept my cock, let me in,” Edward instructed in a quiet, soft voice.
“Ok,” Mason panted. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” Mason repeated with determination in his voice.
“That’s right Marine. You’re doing it. You’re my big tough guy.” Edward started to speed up to a nice rhythmic pace. “I chose you for a reason. You’re strong. You’re powerful and you’re a bad-ass.”
Mason’s eyes rolled up into his head. Edward was hitting his spot. Unconsciously, he arched his back, raising his muscled ass up giving Edward more access to his man-cunt.
“Oh fuuuuuccccckkkkkk,” Mason’s moaned, his toes curled and his head thrashing side to side.
“That’s my boy. Found it. You got this, babe,” Edward encouraged the hot Marine under him.
Edward thrusted faster and harder. He put his hands on Mason’s tan shoulders and pressed them into the mattress as he pummeled that hot, Marine ass under him.
“Oh god, fuck me!” Mason exclaimed. “Fuck me you fucking stud! Cum in me!”
“Yeah, want me to fill you up again? Huh, Marine?”
“Oh god please. I want your boys in my gut,” Mason told him in a guttural moan.
When Edward heard that from his tough Marine, he knew he had found his perfect man. There’s nothing like hearing a deep masculine voice tell you to fill his gut up with your babies.
Edward reeled back, slammed forward and unloaded into the beautiful, upturned ass under him. “AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Dumping my boys in you, Marine!” Edward roared.
Mason came up on his hands, so he was on all fours. He felt the thick muscle cum inject into his ass. He too, let out a loud yell as he came on the mattress without touching himself.
“OHHHH FUUUCCCKKK! YES! I love you!” Mason yelled out.
Rob’s eyes flew open. His pulse sped up, his dick got harder and he again, shot another load into the Marine. “FUUCCCKKK! I love you too!”
Edward fell down on top of his Marine. He remained lodged inside him as he kissed Mason’s neck.
“That was so good, Marine. You did so good, man. Proud you’re mine.”
Mason turned his head on the pillow; he had a bright white smile on his face.
“I fucking love you.”
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