Date: Tue, 19 Dec 2006 06:27:13 -0800 (PST)
From: Jacrod Paine <topsgtbb@yahoo.com>
Subject: Adventures In/Out of Uniform: My Cumming Out Party
It was a hot, humid Saturday afternoon in
August, I was 16, in three months I would be 17 and I
knew all the shit that was worth knowing - I was one
cocky kid! I was a farm boy, working with my father,
grandfather, and assorted other relatives on the
family farm.
As I said, I was a farm boy, and had the
shoulders to prove it, I was short 5'4", 140 lbs, but
as my grandfather use to say; "That boy can do the
work of any grown man I know." I had light brown
hair, and under the summer sun, usually turn lighter,
with green eyes, and a great upper body tan. My
grandfather would not let me wear my cutoffs around
the farm, said it was to dangerous!
On that Saturday afternoon, I was dressed in my
"good jeans", nicely washed, and ironed - my
grandmother starched and iron everything, except
underclothes - T-shirt and sneakers (does anyone call
them that any more?) I was standing along side the
road with my thumb out. I was hitching a ride to my
cousin's, he was six months older, and his parents let
him have the family car on Saturday night. So I would
join him and we would go tooling around and if we were
luck, pick up some girls, and every once in a while,
we would get real lucky - if you know what I mean?
I had my first sexual experience at 14 with a
girl in our neighbors barnloft with the neighbor's 18
year old granddaughter. It would be my first with her
and others along the way. But that's another story
and not what this is about - this is about the men.
So with my thumb pointing south, I was
hitchhiking a ride; the sun was beating down, it was
a humid day, and the heat generating off the asphalt
highway was radianting heat waves up onto my body and
into my face, making it all the more hotter. However,
in a little while, I was to find out that things could
and would get a lot "Hotter". I had just got been
dropped off by a car that was turning right, and I was
going straight south. A car drove by me and I waved
my thumb at it, it slowed and stopped; after a few
minutes, it shifted gears and started backing up. I
started to run to it, just as it was backing to meet
me. Three guys were in the car, two in the front seat
and one in the backseat; they ask where I was going
and I told them. They said they could get me there,
but first they had to take a side trip, and did I want
to join them for the ride, and they all lauged.
I said sure, and open the back door and slide into
the seat, the driver put the car into gear and we
started off. They were three good looking guys, the
driver seemed to be the oldest, perhaps 24 or 25, the
other two were in their late teens or maybe 20. They
told me they were marines from Camp Lejeune, down on
the coast, and they certainly looked the part; all of
them were around 6 foot tall, well-muscled, slender,
darkly tanned bodies. Good-looking guys, especially
since they were wearing white T-shirts and jeans, with
those short buzz haircuts with white sidewalls, which
the marines are known for. The driver was a buck
sergeant (I was to learn later, his name was Brian,
and he would become my first and greatest lover -
everybody else in my life has been measured by Brian);
the other two marines, one was a lance corporal and
the other a private (don't remember their names or
anything else about them, sorry 'bout that!) They
told me they were in the area to visit the sarge's
girlfriend and again they all laughed.
As soon as I got in the car I had smelled liquor,
and they were passing a bottle around; they offered
me a drink, and since my grandmother had taught me
good manners - I took a drink and passed it along.
It was whiskey, I was a southern boy and knew about
shine, this was store bought, you know! Hell, I was
more than familiar with shine, alot of people
throughout the South had made a lot of money on it,
especially, during the Depression, it was about the
only thing that people had money to buy around here,
and it was still easy to find.
However, I had been raised in a good southern
baptist home, my grandmother didn't approve of shine,
and she was very religious and was in the church
everytime the doors opened. She had a good reputation
in the community as a good God fearing women;
however, my grandfather was another story, he like
his shine and a good time, especially as it pertained
to the ladies, which my grandmother tolerated as her
special cross to bear. However, this is not a family
history - I tend to go a field, at times, when I am
telling a story!
I took the bottle and took a swig, that a swaller
for you good old boys, and the bottle continued to
make its way around to everyone. The marines were
already three sheets to the wind, when I got in the
car and it appeared that the bottle was coming around
to me more often and the whiskey in the bottle didn't
seem to be going down much, or pehaps, they had more
than one bottle - knowing the marines I've fucked,
probably the latter. The conversation quickly turned
to sex, don't the subject always come up with a bunch
of guys, the made reference to me as a good looking
stud still in high school, I was probably getting it
all the time, which did wonders for my ego. Here
three older guys, marine no ess, was talking to me
about sex just like I was one of them. We talked
about my girlfriend, which I explained, I seldom got a
good night kiss, much less a romlp in the hay.
However, speaking of hay, I did tell them about the
neighbor's granddaughter, they hooted and hollered,
slapping me on the back and offered the bottle again.
They told me they were going to a party and the
Sergeant invited me along, and the two other marines
readily agreed. I told them that I was to supposed to
meet my cousin and If I didn't show up, he would call
my house and everyone would be worried. They told me
that when I got to the party, to call my cousin and
tell him I would be late, and they promised me that
they would have me at my cousin's house later that
day. Then they promised me - if I would party with
them, I would get fucked and they all laughed!
After a couple more rounds of the bottle and now
there seemed to be more bottles; I agreed to party
with them - Hell, let's go! A couple of miles down
the road, by this time I had lost track of where I
was, we turned off the highway onto a dirt road and
travled down that road into a wooded area and pulled
up into the frontyard of a farmhouse.
There was a man leaning against the wall of the
front porch, wearing jeans that hung low on his hips,
no shirt and no shoes. He looked old - at sixteen
everybody looked old, but he was probably in his late
30's or early 40's and had a chest and shoulders that
evidently came from work and not from a gym. We got
out of the car and Brian came around to the front and
the two marines were assisting me, getting out of the
car. None of us were capable of moving very well on
our own; and the two marines were on either side of
me, as I was having trouble standing erect - weren't
we all. However, the marines were trying to hold me
erect and they were as drunk, if not drunker than I
was, and were having their own difficulties standing
upright.
The farmer spoke to Brian, "Hell boy, where you
been, I expected you over an hour ago? Brian told him
he was late leaving his girlfriend's house, something
had come up, they all laughed and I joined in;
however, I had no idea what the joke was. Brian
introduced me and told him they had picked me up on
the road, and had invited me to the party. Then the
sergeant said something funny, he said, "He's going
to be our party favor!" and they all cracked up
laughing at that statement and I joined them, still
not knowing what the joke was. The farmer was not
amused, he looked me up and down and licked his lips,
and waving his arm at the front door and told us,
"Get your asses in there and 'Let's Party'!"
Within 5 minutes of getting into the house, I was
led to a back bedroom and they quickly stripped me of
my jeans and Tshirt - like I was in any condition to
stop them? And a few minutes later, I was tied naked
spreadeagle facedown to an old metal bed with just a
mattress on the springs; and everytime someone moved
on it that thing squeaked, groaned, and moaned in
protest - its amazing what sticks in your mind when
u are in the middle of a crises. And in the next few
hours that old bed did a lot of protesting.
My head was starting to clear and I was now
getting nervous - what had started out as a joke had
gone too far. I was now beginning to wonder what was
going on - I said, "Come on Guys, let me up - the
fun's over!" However, they all seem to disagree and
said that the fun was just getting started. Over my
shoulder I looked and the farmer was dropping his
jeans, he wore nothing underneath - no shorts
(After that day I never wore undershorts with my
jeans.) He was standing there holding the only other
man hardon I had ever seen, up to that time, besides
mine. I have a 7 incher but this guy's cock looked
massive - it had to be 9 or 10 inches and very
thick.
In the meantime, the marines had dropped their
clothes; they were wearing briefs (I guess only the
Army issued those damn big boxers, which hides all the
best parts of a man). They stood around the bed
playing with their hard cocks leaking precum juice by
the stream. With the farmers 9 inches, the sergeant
sported a mean 7 inches of man meat, and the two young
marines were between 6 and 7 inches with a good
thickness. They were all standing there looking at me
like I was an "all u can eat buffet". But I was to
find out that I was more the dessert than anything
else to these guys.
One of the privates got up on the bed between my
legs and started fingering around my ass; he picked
up a jar and got some greasy stuff and started
inserting it into my ass. He was soon running two
fingers in and out my ass and slowly stretching it
from side to side. Not long after that he had a third
finger and was pushing a fourth up my ass. He
continued to talk about how tight my ass was and how
he was "loosing the goose" as he called it and
everyone laughed. He told everyone, "It a real tight
ass, a cherry ass, and a marine's gonna bust his
cherry"! That got a real laught out of everyone but
me; as for me I still didn't know what the hell was
going on. I was a dumb farm boy I didn't know that a
guy could fuck another guy!
The sergeant told him to stop, that was loose
enough - he said, "I want some drag left in that
boy's ass for my dick, so I can really enjoy it!" I
looked back and the sergeant was playing with big cock
and it looked as if it was growing bigger and bigger
before my eyes.
The sergeant climed up on that bed, and the bed
set up a squeaking and groaning, he lower his body to
his knees positioning his cock over my ass. Someone
handed him a jar and he took some goo out of it and
started rubbing in over his dick and with the finger
of his other hand he was poking me in the ass. I
still had no clue what was happening, but I was
watching all this and taking it all in. The sergeant
leaned over and kissed one of my ass cheeks and said,
"Relax kid, you're really going to enjoy this." He
placed the head of his cock at the entrance to my
asshole and slowly pushed forward, it hurt, I tensed
up, and again he told me to relax, he waited a few
moments and then he pushed again. This time he
succeeded in getting the head in - I stiffened up
from the pain and surprise - I suddenly became very
sober and suddenly, I understood what was happening
- I was getting FUCKED LIKE A BITCH!
He stopped, and told me to relax and catch my
breath - I hadn't realized it till then I wasn't
breathing. He told me he wanted me enjoy this moment
- Hell, what did that mean? - He waited a few
minutes till my asshole relaxed around the head of his
cock and then he pushed more of his cock into me.
With a slow pushing and then relaxing and letting me
get use to it he pushed his whole cock up my ass.
We relaxed and I caught my breath again, it
wasn't so bad this time - I was getting use to it -
he put his hands underneath my armpits and lean over
and lay atop me, he whispered into my ear - louding
enough for all to hear him - "It's all in, I busted
your cherry; today my boy, u are a man, courtesy of
the United States Marine Corp - Semper fi -
Hoooorah!"
Then he started pulling that cock out and
ramming in back to the hilt. Now the pain really
began - and I am screaming my head off, I am
yelling bloody murder - The Sergeant told the
farmer to put something into my mouth to keep me quite
- don't know what they were worried about nothing
was around for miles. The sergeant big hard cock was
ramming my tender ass; he was fucking my ass bigtime
and now the feeling of pain gave way and I was
starting to warm up to that cock in my ass.
In the meantime, the farmer had kneeled in front
of me and was trying to get me to suck his cock. With
one hand on his cock he guided to my mouth and his
other hand was on the back of my head trying to force
it down to his cock. He told me to suck it - I said
NO!; he said "Boy, you might as well, your ass is ours
already and so is the rest of you!" One of the
privates was standing beside the bed trying to pry
open my mouth - with no results. About that time,
the sergeant who was still sawing in and out my ass,
grunting, groaning, and yelling all kinds of nasty
things - "Oh fuck, this is a great ass, tight ass
bitch," or words to that effect everytime he bottom
- stopped fucking me and with his open hand smacked
me hard on my ass cheek - I was so surprised that my
mouth flew open and the farmer rammed his cock into my
mouth.
The sergeant was very loud and vocal in his
appreciation of my ass his hard cock ramming it - in
a few more strokes he started tensing up and shortly
shot a full load of hot marine cum up my ass. As
the sergeant relaxed and got off my ass the farmer
pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved around to my
ass. One of the other marines replaced the farmer and
his cock was a lot smaller and wasn't streching my
mouth so much - but he did face fuck me harder and
was holding my head in a vise lock.
The sergeant told the marine to take his cock out
of my mouth while the farmer put his cock up my ass.
He said the kid will bite your dick off when that
thing hits. Everyone but me thought this was very
funny; after all they were having the party and I was
the "party favor" and the sergeant had been right
about one thing I had got fucked! The farmer settled
between my legs and put his cock against my asshole,
even after the ride the sergeant had given me had not
loosen me up enough to take that monster. So it was
an instant replay of the actions of the sergeant's
cock, only much worse.
By the time the farmer had his cock up my ass and
started to hit his stride; I was getting into this
action, I was enjoying getting fucked and sucking
cock. By the time the last marine was fucking my ass,
they had discovered I was enjoying myself and had
untied me. I was up on my hands and knees getting it
from both ends and the farmer slide underneath me and
as soon as his mouth touched my cock - it exploded!
I have never cum so hard before or since that time
with the marines. I fell exhausted on top of the
farmer and he just continued to suck on my cock and a
few minutes later I came again - this time down his
throat. I gave him loads and loads of pearly white
cum down his throat - he got a weeks worth of
protein that day.
I spent the weekend with them naked, sucking,
fucking, learning all kinds of new skills and great
things that I have used all thru life. I did call my
cousin - didn't tell what happen told him to cover
for me and I would explain later. Never did explain
- he would never have understood, me running around
naked with 4 other guys, having sex, by hand, mouth
and ass.
I saw the sergeant for the next 18 months -
every time he came in to visit his girlfriend, we
spent the day together; until he was reassigned to
Okinawa and I graduate from high school and went into
the army. Which gives rise to other stories.
Perhaps, if u very good, I may tell you about them one
day. If u are verry, verrrrry ggooood!
Topsgtbb (Jake)