Date: Sat, 23 Sep 2006 11:11:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Gunter Ragen <gruntraq@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sailor and the Sergeant 4 - By Gruntraq

Looking at Chad's warm hairy chest now peeking out
of his unbuttoned shirt Ritchie said, "You need a nice
hot shower". Ritchie got up and went down the hall and
turned on the water.

Sgt. Ramos and Jacks, now intrigued with what was
going on were now parked across the corner from
Ritchie's apartment watching to see what was going on.
"So what do you think Ritchie Boy is gonna do with our
Sailor?", Jacks wondered out loud. "Well by the light
that just went on I'll bet he'll have his cock in the
shower". Ramos speculated. "Funny, how the world works
huh. He really owes us one now". They both laughed and
sat there listening  to the scanner for something more
interesting to check out. They spent many nights
parked at the corner voyeuristically watching over
their Ritchie Boy.

Chad was now feeling much better with a couple hits of
Humboldt Green coursing through him. "Here goes," he
thought to himself as he stood up to get on with it.
Warm steamy air was already wafting out of the
bathroom as he made his way down the hall. He inhaled
a deep breath of the moist air and let it out. That
felt so good. He pulled his shirt off and then his
pants, laying them on the sink. Bending over and
pulling his socks off individually he heard Ritchie`s
voice. "Commando huh", Ritchie teased. Chad jumped as
he had not heard him standing at the bathroom door.
Ritchie admired Sailor's round tightly sculpted ass
cheeks that seemed to ride high on his muscular
thighs. He turned around revealing his package to
Ritchie for the first time. He was cut and well set
with a pretty hairy set of balls. His dark hairy chest
was well defined and was a larger slab than his loose
dress whites had indicated. Having showered with the
guys on the ship for years, Chad had no embarrassment
standing there and being looked over by Ritchie.
Staring back at Ritchie's naked body Chad said, "Are
you joining me?" His tatted chest and stomach were
only slightly studded with light blonde hairs. His
pierced 8" cock was hanging at half mast, with a heavy
gage PA holding it low. Gold nipple rings hung on each
side and really sparkled in Chad's red eyes. "Man,
that must have hurt!" Chad noted aloud. "Yeah, it did
at first but all of it really helps to gets me off,
especially the PA", Ritchie replied pointing to his
cock. "Wow man, I never saw that before". Chad
exclaimed. "I'll bet you set off metal detectors". He
smiled.

They both stepped into the shower and Chad shut the
glass door. Before the Sailor had a chance to turn
around he felt warm aggressive hands beginning to work
his tight shoulder blades, massaging their tight
tension away. Chad just stopped and leaned forward
into the tile as Ritchie worked him. "Ohh man, you
have no idea how great that feels". Ritchie continued
to lather up Sailor's backside, running his magic
hands up and down his back working each rib a few
times. The sound of the running and water became a
distant hollow echo is his stoned and drunk head. Chad
was feeling like butter now. He then turned his hands
to that luscious ass. He rubbed it and squeezed it as
his hands circumnavigated the round cheeks. Chad
continued to stand in the running water and let
Ritchie explore his body. Feeling brave he slipped his
soapy hand between his ass cheeks to clean him. Chad
protested, "Careful buddy it is pretty sore down
there". Knowing why, Ritchie shifted gears and grabbed
some shampoo. He worked it into Sailors thin buzz cut
and scrubbed his head for a moment and then pulled him
under the water to rinse him off. Finally Chad turned
around and faced Ritchie, and leaned his head down
his. Touching foreheads and looking down at their
cocks dangling close together. They engaged in mutual
hold and touch, Chad held Ritchie's cock in his hand
and admired his gold PA. "Wow" he thought to himself.
"I am holding another guy's cock in my hand and it is
pierced".

Just as Chad began getting letting himself into the
soft tenderness of the moment, the water began running
cold. "Shit, hot water is all used up. Shower is
over", Ritchie said. Throwing Chad a towel, Ritchie
motioned with his hand and said "Come on with me".
"Lay down on the bed", Ritchie said as the stepped
into the bedroom. Sitting on the edge bed, Chad felt
his hard cock throbbing against his stomach hairs.
"No, Lay back and get comfortable" Ritchie said. Chad
scooted back and leaned his head back on a pillow.
"Let me take care of you man," Ritchie comforted in a
relaxing tone. "You just lay there and relax". Ritchie
had been aching to get at this GI's cock since the
moment he saw him earlier in the night. After all that
had transpired he knew this one was going to be a
freebee. Sidling himself between Chad's legs, Ritchie
got down and licked at Chad's shaft, just under his
head. With a reflex, it hardened up and Chad let out a
low moan. Ritchie then  slid his mouth over the end of
his mast and went down.  Chad's instinctive reaction
was to reach down and handle his partner with his
hands. As he handled guided Ritchie`s blonde head of
hair, the realization of the fact he was handling a
man on his cock waved through him. Ritchie was working
his cock like a pro, sucking, licking and pumping. He
was pausing to lick at Sailor's piss slit with his
tongue just enough to send electric current into him
and make him jolt.  Chad felt the urge to fuck into
his face and as he clenched his groin to do so, he was
reminded of his burned up sphincter. A mixture of
pleasure and pain took him over as he got into a
rhythm of fucking his groin up and down into Ritchie's
bobbing skull. As Ritchie worked at him he began to
taste Chad's juices slowly working their way into his
mouth. Ritchie suddenly stopped and asked Chad to turn
over on his stomach. "No, I don't want you to fuck
me', Chad said. "I'm not, don't worry" Ritchie
assured. "Roll over". Chad reluctantly rolled over .
Ritchie then carefully spread Sailors ass cheeks to
reveal a red and swollen rosebud in a thick bed of
dark hair. "Man, they did a number on you didn't
they?" Ritchie remarked before he buried his tongue in
Sailor's nest.

Chad jerked as he felt Ritchie's warm wet tongue
writhing the rim of his sore burning asshole. Feeling
apprehensive about his manhood being threatened again,
he didn't take to it right away. Ritchie massaged in
and around his sore pussy, periodically probing his
next with his long tongue. Feeling Chad's ass muscles
relaxing and letting him in, Ritchie's wet lips then
encircled his protruding golf-ball sized rosebud and
sucked on it lightly as he pressed his tongue inside.
This sent a wave of pleasure over Chad's body. He had
never felt anything like it. Giving into it he raised
his ass up and put his weight on his knees while
Ritchie sucked and fucked his hole with his tongue.
Ritchie was really enjoying himself as he worked his
partner's aching swollen tight hole into a soft
buttery ball. Breathing heavier, Chad was now slowly
jacking his cock as he felt Surfer's long goatee
brushing against his balls. "Oh man that feels to
good", Chad let out un a deep groan "Oh man!". Ritchie
continued sucking harder on his bud and running his
tongue round and round the ring. The burning sensation
was still permeating his fuck hole but the mixture of
pleasure with it was sending Chad to the moon. "Oh
man, I'm gonna cum", Chad blurted out. With that he
have his hard shaft a tight squeeze and squirted his
hot spunk all over the sheets below him. Ritchie dove
under him and began licking at his cock, slurping up
the  last few quirts of his juice. Sailor let his
weight down on Ritchie's face and pumped his cock down
his throat as his last spurts came. Ritchie jacked his
cock as Chad's warm cum coated the back of his throat.
 Sailor rolled back over on his back and laid there as
Ritchie cleaned the last traces of spunk from his
softening cock.  "Oh man that was so good dude", Chad
muttered as he head fell back on the pillow. Knowing
the poor guy was fucked up and wiped out, Ritchie laid
next to Sailor and jacked off, arching his back and
tugging his PA. Moments later as he shot his load all
over his stomach and sheets next to the now sleeping
Sailor.

Ritchie pulled his cargo shorts on and made his way to
the kitchen to get a beer. Cracking open a bottle of
Sam Adams, be noticed the light on his pager was
blinking. Across the screen was the familiar code
"6969". Sitting on the couch he pulled a deep hit off
the bong and called the number he already knew. "Are
you guys right across the street?" Ritchie asked.
Officer Jacks replied, "Of course we are. How is our
Sailor?" Ritchie took a swig of his beer, "He's better
now". "Well we're happy you two finally hit it off."
Jacks said, laughing about his little pun. "But if you
have the time we'd like to cash in our chips". Ritchie
replied, "Come on up".

Continued in Sailor and the Sergeant  5 - Comments
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