Gay Erotic Stories

Eighth Street south of Pennsylvania Avenue in the Nation’s Capital is not exactly the nicest area of town. It can be kindly described as a mixed bag a little on the poor and dirty side. There are a couple of gay bars, and a few brave souls are restoring houses and moving into a marginal part of the city. However, Eighth Street has one redeeming feature: it is the location of the United States Marine Barracks. This post was founded by President Thomas Jefferson, and is known for its spiffy form – a must is the Friday Night Drill Show during the summer – and its great band (the President’s Own) which was once directed by the great John Philip Sousa. Seeing the off-duty marines strut up and down the street is worth pulling yourself out of Georgetown or the DuPont Circle area and venturing down Eighth south of Pennsylvania. Saturdays and Sundays are best for marine watching. Not to worry about who is and who isn’t a marine. In Southeast D.C., they stand out and shine; best of all, they like to dress un-marine like when off post. You see them with short-shorts that only a strong jockstrap keeps their privates from being public. Mostly they travel in twos. Stop them and ask a question about the Marine Barracks and you will be treated to a show in young male egotism.

Usually, if they are alone, they are slow to talk, but one Saturday I caught one by himself in a grocery store and asked about getting a pass to the Friday night public show. He talked for a few seconds before I realized I was not even listening. Instead I was mesmerized by his boyish looks. His accent was southern which was a real turn-on for me. He was not as handsome as he was just a fine, young specimen of manhood that no decent cock sucker would turn down.

When I came out of my daze he was introducing himself. His name was Paul. He was from Alabama. He told me that it would be a month before I could get a pass, but that he would try to pull strings and get me one sooner. I wrote out my number quickly and happily. He said he was a member of the silent drill, and I said how impressive I thought they were and would be happy to see him marching, etc., etc. I laid it on thick, but he sucked it up and loved my praise and appreciation, and I loved his loving it.

A few days later, he called and proudly announced that he had gotten me a ticket. I thanked him, and then he hesitantly said that he could only get one and wondered if that would be all right. I figured he was asking if I was single. I told him it would be fine and added that I had no one to bring. I silently thinking that we had laid the ground work and that by now he knew I was probably one of those dirty men the Marine Corps was always warning him against.

After the drill on Friday, I sought him out which was no easy task what with all those handsome young marines standing around in their finest and dying to be seen and appreciated. No one there did any more seeing or appreciating than I did. Surrounded by so many heavenly bodies, I thought I had died and gone to paradise. I was so spell-bound by the closeness of all those marines that Paul had to find me. I told him how good he looked and that I had spotted him from the stands. While he was soaking up the praise, I suggested that I owed him a favor for getting me the ticket and would be delighted to take him to dinner whenever he was free. I could tell he was torn between getting away to a nice dinner and being with a single man who could possibly be after his marine body. While he hesitated, I asked he had any plans for Saturday night. He thanked me and said he would have to call and let me know. I made sure he had my number and said good-bye wondering if I would ever hear from him.

My phone rang early the next morning. It was Paul saying he really appreciated my invitation but that he had forgotten his promise to go out to dinner with his roommate, Mack. I figured this was a polite way of saying “thanks, but no thanks.” I said with as much cheer as I could muster that I understood and maybe we could do it some other time. I waited for Paul to say good-bye. Instead h said he sure was sorry and would really like to go, but he just didn’t know what to do about his roommate. I told him he was right to think of his friend. As I was saying this, Paul covered the mouthpiece of his phone, and I realized that he was speaking to someone else. Then the light came to me. Mack was right there with him, and they were fishing for an invitation to dinner for both of them. I made of lost time and asked if Paul thought Mack would be interested in going to dinner with us. Quickly Paul said that was a great idea. I decided to play the fool and suggested he had better talk with Mack first, but Paul said he was sure his roommate would like to go with us. In the background I could hear noises that I was confident was Mack saying something like, “All right!”

I found Paul and his roommate standing outside the guard gate waiting for me at 6:30pm. I almost wrecked the car when I saw Mack. He was tall, muscular, and damn good looking. What a piece of manhood! Paul introduced us, and Mack jumped in the front seat with me. I could tell he was the real leader of the two and had without doubt planned the strategy for getting an invitation to go with Paul. His first words as I pulled away from the barracks were that he sure hoped I didn’t mind his going along with me and Paul and that if I liked, he would be more than willing to get out right away. He was a smart young man and probably already knew that nothing would make me stop the car and let him out. I told him I was glad to have him. He asked if I was sure, and I reached over and patted his leg and said I was sure. My patting his leg caused him to break into a big grin, and he turned to look at Paul in the back seat and said, “All right roommie! We’re going to have a great time tonight.”

I hoped we both had the same idea of what a great time was, but deep down I felt that Mack had come along to protect his innocent roommate from being seduced by a cocksucker and was picking up a free dinner and a night on the town in the process. We at Mexican at DuPont Circle and went to one bar there and two more in Georgetown. During the meal, Mack did most of the talking and spoke frequently of ladies. At the first bar he began speaking of getting laid and how long it’s been. At the second bar, he spoke of Paul’s being practically a virgin. At the third bar he confessed that his favorite thing in bed was getting head, and while he was in a confessing mood, he told me that Paul had never had a decent blowjob. Paul denied it but not very strongly. At first I thought Mack’s talk of sexual things might embarrass Paul, but instead it appeared to excite him. With the help of a few beers, Paul made bold to say that he was ready for a blowjob. I made bold to say that getting a blowjob would probably be easy for two good looking marines. Mack said that it was not as easy as you would think. Then he added quietly that he was always ready for one whenever he could find it.

It was all I could do to keep from pouncing on him right at the bar, but instead my mind raced for ways of getting rid of Paul and getting into Mack’s pants. About then Mack said he was tired of the bar and would like to go. I was despondent at the thought of taking them back to the barracks. Had they come out just to spend my money and play with me? Outside I suggested another bar, but Mack said again that he was tired of bars. My heart fell. As I was trying to think of something to say, Mack said it was too early to go back to the barracks and besides, neither one had duty and didn’t have to be back until tomorrow night. I took a deep breath and asked as calmly as I could if they would like to come over to my house. Paul asked where I lived and I told them in the Virginia suburbs. Mack said that was so far away that he didn’t think that they had better go that far away. My heart fell again. Then Mack added cautiously, “Unless we could possibly spend the night…if that’s not too much trouble.” Jesus, did this hunk of a Marine know how to play with my feelings.

I assured him that it would be no problem and practically pushed them into the car. As we were heading over the Fourteenth Street Bridge into Virginia, I decided to play a little cat and mouse game of my own. I told them that I had only one bed but that it was King sized and would comfortably sleep all three of us. “No problem,” said Mack. Then I lied and said I would be glad to sleep on the sofa if they liked. Paul, the innocent one, said that he would sleep on the sofa. But Mack said firmly that a king-sized bed could sleep all of us. Thus our sleeping arrangement was settled. I reached over in the dark and once again patted Mack’s leg and said I was sure glad he came with us. He quickly put a hand on top of mine and pushed my hand down his leg. I thought for a second he was pushing me away, but then he pulled my hand back up his leg letting me feel the hard muscles in his thigh. I wanted to feel the hard muscle between his legs, but just then I had to hold the wheel with both hands to turn onto the George Washington Parkway.

When we got back to my apartment, Mack said he was ready for bed. I offered drinks, but Mack declined and looked around for the bedroom. I led the way. Both men had to use the toilet to let off some beer. Paul discreetly closed the door behind him, but when Mack pissed, he left it ajar letting us hear a real horse pisser relieving himself. Next both men stripped to their underwear, and the sheer beauty of two hunky marines weakened my knees. I wanted to fall to my knees and suck them both on the spot. Paul climbed in the bed somewhat self-conscious of his near nudity, but Mack gave a splendid show of his gorgeous body. He stretched his arms over his head showing off what must have been the best looking body in the entire Marine Corps.

He could help but see that I was looking and enjoying the show. Then for good measure he gave his crotch a firm rub. I felt compelled to say that had an excellent build. He grinned appreciatively and said that I did, too. I told him I jogged a lot, but that my body did not compare to his or Paul’s. There was an awkward pause, and then Mack asked if I usually slept in my shorts. I told him I always slept in the nude. He said “good,” and in one movement pushed off his shorts giving me my first look at his beautiful dick. It was soft but long. I could tell it would be a good eight or nine inches hard. I pushed off my shorts, and Mack told Paul to take his off. Paul declined. Mack told him they had to sleep with them on in the barracks but not outside. When Paul showed no interest in removing his shorts, Mack told me to help him, and the two of us literally jumped on Paul and wrestled with him until we finally pulled down his underwear. By then all three of us had semi-erections, and Mack said it was bed time and hopped on the other side of the bed. I gladly crawled in between two of the most beautiful naked guys I had ever seen.

I reached up to the headboard to turn the light off, and as I did, my hand pressed against Mack’s hard stomach. I made no attempt to move it, and he did not back away. As the light went off and I slipped back down in bed, I left my hand on his stomach to await further developments. I told him he had hard muscles, and with a fake shyness he asked if I really thought so. Then he pulled my hand from his stomach and put it on his huge biceps and let me squeeze them. Next he moved my hand to his hard thighs. Then he said he was saving the hardest muscle for last, and with those words he placed my hand on his really hard, long dick. For a moment, I almost felt faint with excitement, but the moment passed, and I knew just what to do. With one hand I cupped two of the finest feeling balls I’ve ever touched, and with the other hand, I rubbed his hard piece of meat to determine that I had been right in guessing it to be an eight incher. A good hard and straight eight inches that pointed slightly upward toward my mouth. I wasted no time. While the moment was right, and before he could say no, I moved right down on the head of his dick with my mouth. And with just the head in my mouth, I paused only long enough to get it good and wet, and then I forced it as far down my throat as it would go. I held it there for a moment and then came of air and to give his dick head another hard sucking. When I did this, Mack moaned aloud, and I knew he was going to let me go all the way. I rolled over and got between his long, muscular legs which he spread gladly for me. Next I put both hands on the base of his huge dick and went into some serious sucking. He wrapped his strong legs around my body, and I knew he was not going to let go until he had fired a load of cum deep into my throat. I was in a cocksucker’s heaven!

Just then Mack said, “Now this is a real blowjob, roommie.” And with those words, he turned on the light. I had been so absorbed with Mack’s wonderful hot cock that I had completely forgotten that there was another man in bed with us! When the light came on, I raised my mouth off Mack’s cock and looked right into Paul’s face. But he did not seem to notice me. His eyes were focused on Mack’s hard, wet cock.

“Jesus, I’ve never seen it that big,” he said giving away that he had in fact noticed his roommate’s hard dick in the past. Then he added, “I mean, it’s never that big when you have a piss hard.”

“A piss hard and a fuck hard are not the same thing,” Mack said as if explaining about the birds and the bees. “This is a fuck hard,” he said taking his hard cock and slapping it right into my face. I took advantage of the contact and sucked it back into my mouth. Mack seemed to want to give his roommate a show, and I was more than happy to oblige.

“How does it feel, Mack?” asked Paul with a sound in his voice that betrayed a willingness to learn. “This, my ole buddy, is a first class blowjob. I’ve never had a chick do it better,” said Mack pushing his dick further into my mouth. “I can’t believe he’s taking that much,” said Paul as I pushed about three quarters of that marine dick down my throat. “Oh, I believe he can take even more if he tries,” said Mack, and with those words he placed both hands on the sides of my head and began to press my mouth down further on his swollen dick. I felt it pushing in my throat. Next he gave his hip muscles ea fucking action, and his dick went in deeper. Then he pressed his hands down on my head and his hips up at the same time, and that wonderful dick disappeared completely out of sight in my mouth. My nose was in his pubic hair, and I could feel that the head of his dick pulsating in my throat. I wanted to keep it there for as long as possible, but soon I was running out of air and had to pull it off. I pulled his dick out of my mouth completely just to look at that cock that had been all the way down my throat. It was throbbing hard and dripping wet with my saliva. I looked for just a second and then fell right back to sucking it.

“Well, what do you think, Paul?” asked Mack. “Are you ready for your first blowjob? You won’t find a better one!”

Paul was more than ready. Before Mack’s words were completely out of his mouth, Paul was climbing over his roommate’s legs and pushing his dick towards my mouth. I took one dick out of my mouth and looked at another one. Paul’s dick was not as large as Mack’s, but it was no small thing. I saw at once that it was uncut, and I loved having two different dicks to play with. Since this was his first blowjob, I intended for it to be one to remember. When his dick went down my throat, Paul made such a moan that I thought he might cum right away, but he was just showing his appreciation, and I gave him all I had.

As I sucked on Paul, Mack gave words of encouragement, not that either Paul or I needed them. We were both going full tilt on a first class sucking. Since Paul had moved over to where I was sucking on Mack, Mack’s dick kept hitting me in the ear as I sucked Paul’s. I wanted to get back on Mack’s dick, but I was having too much fun running my tongue around under Paul’s foreskin. It was driving him wild, and I knew that Mack could not know what the two of us were involved in. After a few more plunges down on Paul’s dick, I switched over to Mack’s dick and gave it a few good sucks, but then Paul pressed his dick close wanting me to return to sucking him which I did. However, Mack would not back off, and I started going from one dick to the other. Then it came to me to try them both. I wondered what they would think or do, but what the hell, I thought as I pulled both dicks together and started sucking the heads of them together.

Then both marines began to moan and groan and I thought they would cum together. I realized they were not opposed to this kind of togetherness, and I started getting them close enough to rub their cock and then their balls together. Next, I positioned them facing each other on their sides with only enough space between them to allow room for my head to suck on their dicks which were pressed tightly against each other. When I would come up for air, I would notice that they were staring straight into each other’s eyes as they pressed their dicks together. I grabbed both dicks and held them in my two hands as they fucked. Suddenly I realized that I was only an excuse, a means for these two macho, hunky marines to have sex together. Without me, it would not happen. But I was glad to be of service and plunged back down between them trying to get both dicks into my mouth at the same time. I heard Paul say that he was getting close to cumming. Mack told him to ease off and wait for him. Accordingly, I eased off of Paul’s dick and started sucking harder on Mack’s. In just a few seconds, I heard Mack say, “I’m cumming, roommie. Jesus! I’m cumming!” Paul yelled that he was, too. And just then two streams of hot marine cum flooded my mouth; white washed my face, and drenched the bed sheets. I went wild trying to get every drop of that man juice.

When the fireworks were over, I wondered if the two would turn into queer haters to ease their consciousness, but instead, Mack raised up on an elbow, and asked, “Well, Paul, wasn’t it as good as I promised you?”

Paul said it was even better, and then Mack surprised me by saying to his roommate, “Well, don’t you think we owe our host a little something?” With those words he reached over and took hold of my hard dick giving it a few pulls. “Sorry we can’t return the whole favor, but I think Paul and I can at least give you a little hand. Come on, Paul.”

I could tell Paul did so a little reluctantly, but soon both guys were jerking on my dick and pulling on my balls. What a feeling! And there was no way I could make it last. With those two good looking dudes jerking me off, I was shooting in less than a minute! It flew on me and both of them. When I started to apologize, Mack laughed and said we needed a shower to get the cum off. I pointed toward the bathroom, but said we got it on us together; we ought to get it off us together. And before Paul and I knew what was happening, all three of us were in the shower together. It was crowded, hard to wash, and I loved it. The guys did too, for we all kept bumping and rubbing against each other and making jokes.

Mack dropped the soap and told Paul to pick it up. When he did, Mack pressed against Paul’s ass and told him to be careful or he would come up with a sore ass. I thought Paul was very slow getting the soap and later Paul dropped the soap and told Mack to pick it up. Mack showed Paul his ass, and Paul pressed up against it and started humping Mack saying it was the best ass he had had in a long time. Then Mack played a sissy and said Paul only liked him for his ass. It got really campy, and I think the two almost forgot me.

When we got back in bed, the two stretched out naked side by side, and I knew no one was interested in sleep. I was wondering what would be next when Mack asked me, “Have you ever had two guys like us before?” I told him they were the best and biggest I had ever had. Mack said I was lying, but I could tell they were both pleased with the compliment. I asked if they would let me just enjoy their bodies. Mack said “Go ahead,” and I pulled them closer and started licking their chests, first one and then the other. I began nibbling on Paul’s tit and pinching the other. I could tell he liked it, so I reached over and got Mack’s hand and put it on Paul’s tit and told him to pinch it. He did so gently, but when Paul moaned in pleasure, Mack pinched it harder. Paul seemed to enjoy it even more and Mack pinched even harder still. Just then Paul said, “Oh, yes. Harder. Harder.”

I rose up off Paul’s tit and Mack instantly put his free hand where my mouth had been and began pinching both of Paul’s nipples. Paul loved it. I slipped down to Paul’s dick which was rock hard and engulfed it in my mouth. Above me I could barely make out mumbled words that Mack was saying as he pulled on Paul’s tits. It sounded like a mixture of domination and love. It was not anything that I could understand. I decided that Mack could not really commit to words how he felt, so he just made animal sounds, and Paul responded in kind. I wondered why love was so easy and natural to do, but so hard to talk about. But I didn’t wonder long. I had a big uncut, delicious dick that I was working toward a hot climax.

Just then I figured if Paul shot his load, it would be the last, and I wanted first to see just how far this semi-half-hidden sexual relationship between the hunky marines would go. I pulled away from his dick and pushed Mack up against him. I put Paul’s dick still wet from my mouth between Mack’s legs. Mack did not need to be told what to do. He immediately closed his legs tight around Paul’s dick and Paul began pumping his dick just below his friend’s hot balls. I got on the other side of Mack and took the head of Paul’s dick in my mouth. What a delight. Mack’s sweet ass was right at my nose, and Paul’s dick kept coming through his friend’s legs and into my mouth.

In short order Paul was firing his second load of cum into my mouth only this time I got it all. As his dick was growing soft in my mouth, I could tell that Mack was hot and ready to go. I figured he would be more than ready for my mouth, but first I decided to test out that beautiful asshole that was right in front of my eyes. I reached up and pulled apart the prettiest ass cheeks I had ever seen, and before he could protest, I pressed my tongue against that dark opening. Instantly, Mack reached back and pulled apart his ass cheeks to give me more room. I plunged my tongue in deeply, and he moaned so loudly that I thought he might be cumming. Quickly I moved his dick between Paul’s legs and got behind Paul and started sucking the end of Mack’s dick as he began to fuck Paul between the legs in earnest. Even though Paul had just cum a good load, he was getting into the fucking motion of Mack and matching him thrust for thrust. Again I heard the two marines making animal sounds of enjoyment as they did with each other what they had subconsciously always wanted to do.

In no time Mack was unloading his second load of hot cum into my mouth, and I was drinking it down greedily. Mack did not pull away from Paul right off. After a couple of minutes the two rolled apart, and there was a pause which Mack broke by speaking of me and saying, “Isn’t he the best?” It was almost if I was not there. Paul agreed that he had sure been missing a lot by not ever having a blowjob. I think in their minds I was almost a “thing.” Yet, I knew that I was the “thing” that allowed them to do something that would not be possible without me. I lay there and wondered how many soldiers, sailors, marines, or just good buddies had fucked the same whore together as a substitute for fucking each other. Mack said it was time for some sleep, and he turned out the light. I could not think of sleep lying between two beautiful men. But just then Mack said it was not right that I should have to sleep in the middle and that he would not mind taking the center of the bed. I wanted to stay put, but who argues with a marine his size? As we traded places, it came to me that Mack wanted the middle so he could be close to Paul. I knew they must be “accidentally” touching. Just about then Mack rolled over and pulled me closer. I needed no encouragement. I rubbed my hand over his strong back. He reached around and took my hand and placed on his ass. I rubbed those beautiful buns and then decided to go all the way. I slipped down in bed, parted those cheeks, and dove in tongue first. He pressed his ass back against my mouth and grinded his hole on my tongue. The next thing I knew it was daylight, and I had to untangle myself from two beautiful men to get up and take a piss.

It was after ten when I woke them for breakfast. They ate hardily, spoke of their various duties in the coming week, and made sounds about getting back to the barracks – if I was sure I did not mind taking them. I was quite sure I did not mind. On the way, I suggested if they would like to get away for a meal and maybe spend the night in the future, to give me a ring. Neither made any favorable response to the offer. When we got to Eighth Street, Mack said to let them out a couple blocks from the barracks as they had some shopping to do. I knew he was worried about being seen getting out of my car at the gate. As they said good-bye I figured I would never see them again.

Thursday night the phone rang. It was Paul. After a few polite remarks, he asked if I was serious about the invitation to spend another night. I caught my breath and said yes. He was wondering if he and Mack could come over on Friday night after the parade, if it would not be too much trouble. I told him they could. He said to meet them a couple blocks away at the same place I had let them out. Then he covered the phone and I guessed he was speaking with Mack. When he came back on, he asked if I was sure I did not mind them sleeping with them just the way they had before. Knowing this was their way of saying they wanted to have sex, I agreed happily.

When I picked them up, they were full of excitement over the Friday night drill that went very well. They laughed and made the usual comments that re-live a happy event. Before we got out of town, Mack asked if they could pick up some beers. I stopped and forced upon them the money for a couple of six packs. Before we had gone another mile, the two marines had drunk one apiece and started on another. I knew right then they were building up their courage, and I wondered what was on their minds. As we were crossing the Potomac River, Mack started talking about fellow marines and how they had performed at the drill that night.

“Did you see that son-of-a-bitch McLaine when we started the silent drill?” he asked Paul. “I thought he was going to fuck up for sure. What a pussy he is!” Paul agreed and Mack continued, “I bet he really is a pussy. What he probably wants is a big dick up his ass.” Mack paused as if to let that information sink in, and then he continued in a lower, steady voice that seemed designed to convince us of his correctness of judgment in the matter. “I bet you anything he would take a big one if someone shoved it in him.”

“Yeah I think so, too,” said Paul in a tone that indicated to me that it was the first time he had ever thought of McLaine taking a dick up the ass. Then Paul added, “Of course, he couldn’t take one as big as yours, Mack.”

“Mine is not that big,” said Mack in a tone that showed appreciation of the compliment and at the same time hinting for more confirmation of the bigness of his male organ.

“It’s one of the biggest I’ve ever seen,” I said jumping right in.

“Really?” asked Mack giving his crotch a good rubbing. I reached over and rubbed it, too.

“Probably very few could take it,” I said.

“I sure couldn’t,” said Paul breaking his voice on the last word.

“Oh, I bet you could if you really tried,” said Mack Jokingly and with a little hope in his tone.

“Shit, man, no one could take that entire thing,” said Paul with outward admiration for his roommate’s dick.

“Yours is pretty big, too,” said Mack returning Paul’s compliment and at the same time he reached around and grabbed Paul’s crotch playfully.

“Guys,” I said, “I’ve heard of someone who can take both your dicks up the ass at the same time.” I was lying, of course, but I wanted to keep the conversation centered on ass fucking.

“No one could do that,” said Paul in unbelief.

“Well,” I said, adjusting the lie, “I know someone who can take first one and then the other.”

Mack didn’t say anything. He just looked at me with a funny look, smiled, and reached for another beer.

The rest of the ride to my place was devoted to conversation about who in the barracks was a pussy, a son-of-a-bitch, would suck a dick, take it up the ass, and other terms of endearment the two marines could think of. All I could think of was that there was going to be some ass fucking in my bed tonight and wondering who was going to fuck whom. I did not care as long as I got my share of those marine dicks.

When we got in my apartment, no one made any bones about wanting to go to bed. We immediately undressed and taking our beers, climbed in my king-size bed. We were no sooner settled than Mack pulled on his hardening dick and asked, “Do you guys really think it’s all that big?” Paul and I assured him it was, and I told him that it was more than I could fully take without a lot of serious work. Then to prove my point, I went down on that big hard dick and gave it a wet sucking. When I came up for air, Mack was breathing heavy, and Paul’s dick was rock hard.

“I don’t see how you take that much,” said Paul in a tone that betrayed envy for my getting to suck his roommate’s dick.

“It’s not that difficult. You just have to relax your mouth and throat muscles,” I said and adding carefully, “Why don’t you give it a try?”

Paul was about to say no, when Mack jumped right in and said, “Yeah, go ahead and try a suck or two roommie. If you do mine, I’ll do yours.”

That ancient promise of one man to another worked its magic, and Paul took Mack’s big cock in his hand and looked at it long and hard. I wondered if he was just trying to make up his mind to take the plunge into cock sucking or was he simply enjoying the moment he had longed for and was now just delaying the pleasure. He didn’t wait long. He opened his mouth really wide and sucked Mack’s dick half-way down his throat. Paul kept one hand around the base of Mack’s dick so that his lips were stopping when they got to his own hand. I wondered if he was afraid Mack would try to push that monster down his throat, or was he just putting a limit on how much of Mack’s dick he was willing to suck on. In the mean time, Mack leaned his head back and moaned in sheer animal pleasure. After about a minute Paul pulled off and told Mack to suck his dick. Quickly, Mack leaned over and gave a few slipshod sucks on his roommate’s dick. I could tell Paul wanted more, but he seemed equally anxious to get back to sucking Mack’s throbbing, hard cock.

When Paul got his mouth on Mack’s dick, he put his hand around the base of it again, but Mack pulled his hand off. Next Mack positioned Paul between his legs which he then raised and spread wide offering to Paul the classical position of one getting a fine head job. Next Mack put his hands on his roommate’s head and eased it down further on his cock. I could hear Paul gagging at first, but he soon grew used to the size of Mack’s dick and began sucking it like a pro. Mack started groaning and moaning and crying out, “Oh, yes. That’s it. That’s the way to do it!”

I was so hot, I about came just watching a marine giving his buddy a blowjob. I couldn’t tell which one was enjoying it the most. Just then, Mack pushed Paul’s head off his cock and saying that he did not want to cum yet, he pushed Paul’s mouth down on his balls. Paul didn’t exactly know what to do, and Mack had to tell him to suck them. Paul started easy at first, but soon he was really putting a licking and sucking on Mack’s balls. Again Mack started offering words of encouragement and telling Paul how good it felt. This seemed to get Paul to sucking harder, and soon he was all over Mack’s balls and dick and thighs. I am sure it was his first time giving head, but he was taking to it like candy. As he was licking on Mack’s thighs, Mack gently eased his butt up in the air, and said gently, “Come on, roommie. Give me some of that tongue.”

Just as when he first looked at Mack’s cock and paused, now Paul really paused as he studied Mack’s asshole. I wondered if he would do it. Apparently, Mack did too, for he reached down and again took Paul’s head in his hands and pressed it, mouth first, against his hot ass. After a few seconds, Paul was falling on Mack’s ass the way he had fallen on his dick and balls. He was lifting Mack’s legs higher and spreading the cheeks of his ass to get deeper tongue penetration. After a few minutes of delirious ass sucking, Mack was getting close to the brink. He roughly pulled Paul back on his dick and with a few hard pumps began shouting and shooting. Paul could not begin to take it all. I could see lots of white cum streaming out of his mouth, and I could only guess what a giant load Mack had fired down his marine buddy’s mouth. Paul pulled off Mack’s hard cock and more cum dripped out of his mouth and fell on that hard belly of a truly satisfied marine. Quickly, I licked up the cum while Paul stretched out on the bed beside his buddy. When I finished licking Mack clean, I noticed that Paul was lying on the bed beside Mack with his head turned away. Mack’s eyes were closed, and I could tell that he had not come down from the high of his orgasm. I knew something was wrong with Paul, but I did not know what to say. Just then Mack opened his eyes and turned to Paul. Putting a hand on his chest, he said, “Thank you. That was really great.”

At these words, Paul pulled away. Mack and I looked at each other. Mack thought a moment, and then said roughly, “Hey what’s wrong, Paul.”

Paul didn’t say anything at first, but then with his head still turned away, said, “You took advantage of me. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Hey, buddy,” said Mack roughly, “we had a deal. Now don’t try to back out of it.”

“What?” asked Paul turning to look at Mack for the first time since he had removed Mack’s cock from his mouth.

“We had a deal,” repeated Mack. “You got to try it. Now it’s my turn.”

Paul could not seem to believe his ears. “You mean…” he stammered.

“Yeah. Now it’s my turn, but you got my ass so hot, I want to try something else,” said Mack with a grin.

I knew exactly what he meant, but poor Paul was so new to male sex that Mack and I almost had to draw him a picture. “Let me get this long thing good and hard,” said Mack, and without further ado, he pulled Paul over and went right down on his dick, and whereas Paul had obviously never sucked a dick before, I was not so sure about Mack. I mean, he really slurped that thing right out of sight down his throat. It all happened so quickly that it took Paul a few seconds to react, but when he realized that good feeling on his dick was coming from his marine buddy’s mouth, he really got into getting a blowjob.

“This is great!” he said and then added, “This is really great! Don’t stop, Mack. I’ve never felt anything like this.”

But Mack did stop, and when he pulled Paul’s cock out of his mouth, it was really hard and long. “Let’s try something else with this long dong,” said Mack. “I believe I can handle this one.”

With these words, Mack rolled Paul over on his back and in one motion, climbed up on him and eased Paul’s long dick right up his ass. Once again it happened so fast that it took Paul by surprise. When he realized that his dick was about seven inches up Mack’s ass, he let out a groan and started pumping it further up his buddy’s butt. From the top position, Mack offered him words of encouragement saying things like, “”Come on buddy. Fuck that ass.; give it all your dick. Make me know there’s a real marine dicking me. I want a man’s cock in me. I want some real marine cum pumping into me.”

That was all it took to push Paul into an orgasm that was so wild that I think if Mack had not been sitting on him, Paul would have rolled off the bed. He groaned and moaned and Mack made him even wilder by telling him that he could feel hot loads of cum shooting up his ass. When Mack saw that Paul was shooting, he grabbed his own hard dick and began giving it the final pumps that would bring forth his geyser of cum. He started shooting a stream that went all the way up to Paul’s face and landed on his cheek and on one eye which Paul closed just in time. The next shot landed on Paul’s muscular chest. Considering it was Mack’s second cumming within the hour, it was a whopper.

When Mack stopped shooting, both marines stayed still and just breathed hard. I wasted no time in getting the cum off Paul’s face and chest with my tongue. I licked it from his eyelid and then his cheek. I told him he had some on his lips (which he did not) and quickly licked his lips and stole a quick kiss. Paul was so sexually satisfied; he did not even notice that I was taking advantage of him. Next I went to tongue licking his muscular chest cleaning it from all traces of Mack’s copious load of cum.

When I finished, Mack eased Paul’s softening dick from his ass and said to me, “Here’s something you can clean, too.” I looked and he was holding Paul’s cock in his hand. Considering where it had been, it looked very clean. Without hesitation I slurped it up completely in my mouth, and Paul spoke for the first time since shooting off telling me to take it easy as it was very sensitive.

After I had finished sucking Paul’s cock clean, Mack smiled at me and asked if I wanted some more of Paul’s cum. I wondered briefly what he meant until he rolled up and put his ass up in the air for me to suck. I thought, what the hell – in for a penny, in for a dollar, and I dove into Mack’s beautiful ass tongue first. In no time I was getting the taste of Paul’s cum from Mack’s beautiful ass. I was getting into sucking on that beautiful marine butt, and he was obviously getting into my sucking on it.

Paul got up and playfully called us perverted and went to take a shower. As soon as he was gone, Mack reached around and grabbed my hard dick and began giving it a few jerks. I kept sucking until I heard him say, “Hey, I think your dick is bigger than Paul’s.” I wondered what he was getting at, but I went back to sucking on his ass until he asked, “I wonder if I could take one that big?”

When he said those words, I stopped sucking and raised my hard dick up level with his ass, and without a word started pushing it in. Mack made no effort to stop me, but he did make a few groans that told me mine was a little bigger than Paul’s, but I figured his ass was still limber from having Paul’s dick in there just moments earlier. I wasted no time pushing my hard cock completely to the hilt, and then I paused to enjoy the feel and the sight of my dick completely up that beautiful marine ass.

When I stopped, Mack told me to hurry and get a nut. I realized that he did not want Paul to come back and catch him with my dick up his ass. I appreciated his wish and commenced to laying a good and hard fucking on him. He made no complaint but met my every thrust with a pushing back of his ass to receive every inch that I had to give him. With this kind of action, it did not take me long to feel my cum building up and ready to shoot. Just as we heard Paul turn off the shower, I let loose a load of cum up that marine ass that made him groan, and I knew he could feel every drop as it pour eight inches deep in his ass. As soon as I had finished, Mack pulled away and grabbed and towel and wrapped it around himself. It was not a second too soon, for just then, Paul walked into the room and asked what was happening. Mack told him that he was just waiting for the shower, and he left.

Paul climbed up on the bed and propped himself up on the pillows and looked at me. I realized that he and I had never been alone as Mack was always with us. I could not think of anything to say. I told him I had to piss and went into the bathroom and gave my dick a quick washing, not that it needed it. Mack’s ass had been completely clean.

When I got back to the bedroom, Paul had taken away his towel and was lying completely naked on the bed. He looked at me with a smile and asked, “Well, what you think of my roommate?”

After I told him Mack was great, he continued smiling knowing that I was enjoying staring at his beautiful body and gorgeous dick. I couldn’t think of anything else to say or do, so I climbed between his legs and sucked his soft cock right into my mouth. Paul moaned slightly and said it felt good. After I sucked for about a minute, he pulled my head off his dick and told me that he had never sucked a dick until he had sucked Mack’s. I figured he was just telling me that he was not a cocksucker. I told him everybody should try it once. But this was evidently not what Paul was getting to.

“Do you think I did it…” he paused and then said, “Did I do it the right way?”

“Mack sure seemed to enjoy it. He got off, didn’t he?”

“He sure did!” said Paul probably thinking of the huge load of cum he had taken in the mouth.

“How did you enjoy it?” I asked as casually as possible.

“Oh, it was all right,” Paul lied. He added after a pause, “I just wonder if I was doing it right. I mean, you seem to really know how to do it.”

Then it came to me what Paul was hinting at, and I said, “Well, Paul, maybe if you could practice on me, I could give you some idea of just how well you can do it.”

Paul didn’t say a word or hesitate. He reached over and took hold of my soft dick and after looking at it for just a second; he leaned down and sucked it right into his mouth. I was in heaven. His mouth had the three “W”s: warm, wet and wonderful! Immediately, my dick began to rise in his mouth. As it grew, Paul began to lick around the head of my cock. Next he put his tongue in my piss hole and played with it. Then he began to deep throat almost my entire eight inches. If Paul had never sucked a dick, he sure was a quick learner. I had a boner and was thinking about cumming again.

Paul pulled my dick out of his mouth and listened for a moment to make sure the shower was still running and he was safe from being caught by Mack with my dick down his throat. He asked if he was doing it right, and I told him to try a little harder which he immediately did. I could not help but smile when I thought that just a little while ago, I was fucking Mack in the ass while Paul showered and now I had my hard dick down Paul’s throat while Mack showered. I guess neither wanted the other to know that he was getting into having male sex with me.

The next morning at breakfast, Mack and Paul said that they had gotten a little wild the previous night, and that they had never done those things before and that everybody ought to try it once etc. etc. Before they talked themselves out of coming over for a toss in my bed on the weekends, I told them that when they went to bed with a cocksucker like me, it didn’t matter what they did as it was all on me. I could see they were thinking that over, and I went on to tell them as long as they did it with me and not when they were alone together, it didn’t count against them or make it queer or anything. When I said this, they brightened up and accepted what I had said fully. On the way back to the barracks, they promised enthusiastically that they would return on their next free weekend.

Until they transferred to another post, I sucked and fucked them, and they fucked and sucked each other nearly every weekend. Moreover, they went back to the barracks every Sunday night thinking that I was the cocksucker and they were two straight, handsome, hunky marines, which I guess is exactly what they were.