Josh was angry: actually he had wanted to spend the weekend at his parents' vacation home with a few friends from college. But after two of them had already canceled yesterday, the last of his buddies had also backed out an hour ago. What a bummer—now he was sitting here alone in the house and had to figure out how to pass the time on his own! There was nothing better at this time of year than the sandy beaches of the Florida coast: pleasantly warm water, great weather, long sunsets. He and his buddies from the college swim team would have had a blast. Damn it! Frustrated, he kicked an empty plastic bottle that had fallen at his feet across the kitchen floor.
A glance into the empty refrigerator told him that he urgently needed to go shopping. It was a beautiful Saturday morning, the sun had risen hours ago, and the thermometer was already showing 72°F. Dressed only in flip-flops, Bermuda shorts, a loose-fitting tank top, and sunglasses, he shuffled over to his aging Toyota. Despite his rather casual style of dress, his slim, well-trained swimmer's body with its even tan was clearly visible. The 19-year-old had a handsome face with an engaging smile, framed by short brown-blond curls. The dark lenses of his sunglasses concealed his cheeky, sparkling blue eyes, and light freckles covered his snub nose.
It was already close to noon when Josh returned and, fortified by a smoothie, plunged into the ocean waves. He had decided not to wear swimming trunks; after all, he was all alone on this stretch of beach and felt as free as a fish in water. After swimming back and forth in the sea for a while, he relaxed and let himself drift with the waves rolling in the shallow water, looking back contentedly at the beach. But what was that? Damn, he wasn't alone after all! Loud rock music was blaring from the house on the neighboring property. It belonged to a local businessman and was rented out to paying guests. A little later, a few young guys appeared on the terrace, dressed in tight-fitting T-shirts and shorts or camouflage pants. Josh's cock immediately began to pump beneath the surface of the water and excitement spread through him.
Based on the camouflage pattern of their combat pants and the broad physiques of his new neighbors, he concluded that they had to be US-Marines! The boy had always had a soft spot for soldiers, as he was aroused by the rough charm and mostly cool looks of these men. Strong bodies covered in camouflage clothing, neatly trimmed hair and clean-shaven faces, trained obedience and absolute dedication to the cause. Rough on the outside. Soft on the inside? Josh eagerly watched the movements of the muscular guys in the distance, continuing to casually rub his stiff cock in the water. Suddenly, the weekend had become much more interesting. Hopefully, the hot new neighbors would stay for the full two days. That way, he could secretly get turned on by the sight of the young soldiers while polishing his pipe. None of the Marines had come closer to the beach yet, but Josh knew it was only a matter of time. So, he quickly slipped out of sight in his revealing outfit and went ashore at the back of his own vacation home.
It was late afternoon when Josh finished his lunch and took the dirty dishes to the kitchen. After putting them in the dishwasher, he strolled to his room on the first floor and opened one of the large windows facing the neighboring property. Muffled voices, accompanied by loud cheering and shouting, drifted over from next door. Curious, the young swimmer peered toward the beach and spotted a total of six Marines, four of whom were playing beach volleyball over a stretched net with their shirts off. They wore surprisingly casual-looking camouflage pants and earth-colored combat boots. The other two stood to the side, guarding a cooler standing in the sand and commenting loudly on the game. Josh automatically reached for his bulge that had immediately formed during the hot spectacle and kneaded it through the thin fabric of his skimpy, tight-fitting Speedo.
As if in a trance, he watched the muscular, sun-tanned torsos of the four Marines on the field, noticing the occasional flash of the dog tags they wore around their necks and the glistening beads of sweat in the sun. He eagerly followed the muscles play with every movement of the players, who must have been about the same age as himself. They all wore those modern, large, tinted black combat sunglasses that covered the entire area of their eyes and gave the boys an extra cool, tough look. The boy's long, fully erect cock now sprang effortlessly over the elastic waistband of his swim trunks and stood out prominently from his washboard abs. Pre-cum oozed from the slit and moistened the glans. With a firm grip, slow strokes, and continuous quiet moans, the swimmer jerked off his hard cock while continuing to enjoy the sight of the hot soldiers with a greedy gaze. Their combat pants with the green-brown-gray digital camouflage print formed tight enough around the buttocks that the well-formed ass cheeks were clearly visible through the rough fabric.
Josh casually licked his dry lips as he continued to stare. Even the two guys at the edge of the field wearing olive green T-shirts were hot to look at: the ends of the short sleeves stretched across strong upper arms, broad shoulders framed their heads with closely cropped sideburns and slightly longer crew cut hair on top. One of the two was significantly taller than the other. His size and black skin color made him look even more intimidating. Grrr! The young college athlete didn't know where to look: at the exposed, sweaty, muscular bodies of the beach volleyball players and their eager struggle for every point, or at the two comrades standing together with cool nonchalance not far from the sideline? He would have liked to join them and watch the action up close, but he was afraid that the Marines would notice his bulge and beat him up for it. He could well imagine that these guys would not find it funny at all to be "hit on" by the gay neighbor boy or, worse still, to serve as his masturbation material.
On the other hand, he wouldn't mind a wrestling match with one of those hot guys. Of course, he wouldn't stand a chance against one of these highly trained fighters, who would immediately pin him down effortlessly and press his hot, muscular body against him. He smiled longingly as he imagined the triumphant grin on the Marine's face before he would pounce on him and turn him into a helpless object of his pent-up lust. The soldier's rough hands would run roughly and greedily over his hairless, smooth, and well-trained swimmer's body, preparing his tight pussy with spit before invading him with his fat Marine cock which was used far too rarely. Screaming equally from pain and lust, he would enjoy the horny leatherneck simply taking what he wanted. It would be an honor for him to be of service to a United States Marine. "Ohhhh… yes!" Josh moaned at the thought, feeling the pleasant tingling in his cock before several fat loads of cum splattered on the floor beneath him.
A little later, the young swimmer lay on his bed, lazing around lazily as he continued to hear the rising and falling noise of the young Marines through the open window. How he would love to be one of them! He sighed: What an idiotic idea, because he would certainly not have made a useful soldier, as he would have been constantly drooling over his comrades. As much as he admired rough, muscular fighters, he had little interest in the hardships of soldiering. But getting fucked by such a hot, hypermasculine, muscle-bound Marine was the college student's ultimate dream. Preferably more hard than gentle, Josh grinned to himself and, moaning softly, played with the ring of muscle around his tight cunt with the tip of his index finger.
Lost in thought, he ran his other hand over his dream body, which the boy meticulously cared for. To keep it in shape, he exercised every day: flawlessly smooth, hairless, and tanned skin. Compact but rock-hard chest muscles, strongly defined arms and legs, and a pronounced six-pack made for a seductive combination. The whole thing was crowned by a tight, firm ass, a rather thin but all the longer circumcised cock, and a pretty face with an engaging smile. He had discovered early on that he was far more interested in boys than girls and lost his innocence during a summer vacation with his family.
A hot 25-year-old lifeguard named Rick had deflowered him one evening at the lifeguard station on the beach. His cock was already half hard again as he thought back to how the cute, sun-tanned surfer boy with the awesome six-pack and surprisingly thick cock had penetrated his tight boy pussy for the first time. Very carefully and with a lot of feeling, the stud had prepared the hole and fucked it. After half an hour of hot fucking and several position changes, he had felt the hot cream in his gaping hole for the first time. The subsequent sloppy smacking of the pulsating cock, the hot, sticky feeling inside, and Rick's proud, fat grin had been the crowning glory of a very satisfying evening.
Since then, he had acquired a taste for it and never missed an opportunity to feel a hard cock inside him. Whether on the swim team, through dating apps, or during chance encounters. Again and again, horny studs found the attractive and, at the right moment, shamelessly provocative competitive swimmer. He had even gotten Caleb, the top macho, heartthrob, and captain of his high school football team, to sleep with him one evening. They had ended up having wild sex in the janitor's storage room. The tall, muscular guy had fucked him into nirvana, and since then, Josh knew what the girls must have particularly appreciated about him. All in all, the young swimmer was used to getting what he wanted and liked to be guided by his sexual desires. But now he was sitting alone in the vacation home, feeling pretty horny, while those sexy marines were romping around next door. He felt like a cat standing in front of a milk shop, looking longingly through the window.
Josh looked at the photos he had taken with his cell phone. It had been a challenge to take reasonably sharp pictures with the crappy thing at that distance. But they were enough to revel in the provocative details: naked, steel-hard, tanned torsos glistening with sweat. Tight asses under the digital camouflage print of the combat shorts, the open-hearted, broad smiles of the players scoring points on the volleyball court, mega-casual high-fives, victory poses... With increasingly bated breath, he looked at the pictures, swiping back and forth again and again while playing with his now rock-hard cock.
While Josh held the phone in one hand to get food for his mental cinema, the other slid along his hairless swimmer's body. Slowly, his palm stroked the individual muscles under the smooth, velvety skin. He gently pinched his right nipple, causing his cock to twitch slightly and a drop of pre to spring out. The boy grunted softly and put the cell phone aside to take the tight black silicone cock ring he had laid out next to him along with a large dildo. With a practiced grip, he clamped the ring behind his scrotum and sighed contentedly as he felt the constricting sensation at the base of his cock. The blood congestion that would soon set in would make his cock even harder and longer, and his scrotum would also swell a little. Ideal for a pleasurable and long-lasting cock polish.
Wow, what a really hot feeling as the rock-hard shaft now slid through his tightly closed hand. Again and again, the young pretty boy interrupted the slow, full-length jerking strokes by bending the cock down toward his washboard abs, only to let it spring back up again. Meanwhile, the precum was flowing freely, forming fine threads and dripping onto the grooves of his finely defined six-pack as Josh forced his cock toward his stomach once more. Slowly, he smeared the wet glans through the traces of precum in the grooves of the paired abdominal muscles. Josh moaned softly, closed his eyes, and felt the arousing sensation of the bare glans rubbing against the hard muscles, felt the slippery moisture from the abundant precum.
The shouts of the Marines on the beach, still audible from outside, set the young swimmer's imagination spinning again: how the guys, sweaty from playing volleyball, would stare at him when he stepped out of the water in his skimpy swim trunks. As soon as they saw his clearly visible bulge through the wet fabric, they would approach him with broad grins. Shortly thereafter, he would be kneeling in the sand surrounded by horny soldiers, sucking their stiff cocks in turn. The guys would cheer him on, and he would enjoy being able to serve the sex-starved guys. A damn horde of horny US-Marines! His thoughts wandered incoherently to the next scene: he would grab the hot black hulk, make out with him, snuggle up to his powerful body, and inhale the guy's animalistic scent. His rough paws would devour the delicate, youthful body, half admiringly, half lustfully. Then the Marine would discover how sensitive the boy's nipples were and pinch them hard while they were locked in a long and intense French kiss. He would be putty in the Marine's powerful paws and fall helplessly under his spell.
Unconsciously, Josh had already started fingering himself, busily working his hole and grunting comfortably as he enjoyed the slight shivers of excitement that raced through his body. His cock tirelessly continued to drip precum and stood rock hard upright. With his free hand, he jerked off the piston and stretched out on the bedsheet with a sigh of pleasure. Now he picked up the dildo, already prepared with lubricant, and guided it to his rear entrance. The cool tip gently circled the fine wrinkles of his rosebud before pressing gently against the muscle ring. He concentrated on pressing against the intruder so that his pussy opened up and used this trick to penetrate with the pre-lubricated dildo. "Ohh, fuck yes" Josh whispered and let out a long moan as he slowly slid the artificial XL cock, a replica of a porn star's, completely into his hole.
The sphincter muscles greedily clasped the fat, veined shaft, which completely filled the inside. The young college swimmer enjoyed the tightness in his ass for a few seconds before he began to gently fuck himself with the dildo in his right hand. At the same time, he eagerly jerked off his still rock-hard cock with the left hand. With increasing frequency, he penetrated his hole and massaged the sensitive glans of his circumcised cock. Panting, he gave himself over completely to the double sensations of pleasure. In his mind, he was now back with the horny, muscle-bound US Marines from next door who had surrounded him on the beach. While his comrades stood around him grinning contentedly, scrubbing their cocks, the black giant would fuck him hard with his fat strap. With a loud mating cry, the powerful guy's cream finally landed in his ass. Shortly thereafter, the remaining Marines would cover his flawless swimmer's body with their cum, which would rain down on him from all directions.
More dirty thoughts materialized in Josh's mind's eye as he felt the slight tugging and tingling in his balls that heralded the approaching orgasm. He abruptly stopped jerking off and left the dildo in his pussy. Instead, he reached hard into his balls and gasped at the sweet pain. The tingling had disappeared and the climax had been successfully averted. After a few more seconds of pause, he began stimulating himself again. He repeated this cycle three more times, enjoying the feeling of relief each time he successfully delayed climax. The fourth time, he didn't stop, jerking off and fucking himself, sometimes faster, sometimes slower, craving to finally cum.
The final orgasm was intense: Like an approaching thunderstorm, the excited tingling sensation ran through Josh's body and literally exploded in a cascade of pure pleasure. With a loud cry, the young college athlete came: thick globs of cum shot out of his swollen, dark red glans and splattered hot as lava onto his washboard abs, which were trembling from the eruption. The subsiding climax gave way to a brief moment of unconsciousness before a deep inner satisfaction spread through him. Josh carefully removed the ring from his cock and the dildo from his gaping hole, setting both aside. With his left hand, he stroked the heated, slightly sweaty, sculptural athlete's body and felt the fine tickling of his fingertips. Thoughtfully, he gathered up the semen stains and smeared them through the warm sauce. He briefly looked at his fingers covered in white slime, then brought them to his mouth and sucked the delicious-tasting horny juice from his fingertips with relish.
Only now did the swimmer consciously hear the Marines' shouts through the open window again. With melancholy and regret, he thought back to his various dirty thoughts in which the soldiers played the leading roles. Unfortunately, they were all straight as an arrow and would give him a beating if they found out about his fantasies and desires. They probably all jerked off happily together, but each on his own and without any mutual contact, otherwise they would lose their masculinity. Josh sighed. He would have loved to find out if something could happen with one of the hot, strong young warriors. But that would probably remain a secret forever...
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