Date: Sat, 15 Oct 2005 11:44:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: billy merit <bimale4uxx@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jesse's Marine

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			      JESSE'S MARINE

Working almost nonstop since the beginning of his shift, Jesse moved
quickly through the end of shift closing procedures.  He had been working
at the Ramada Inn hotel for six months now, and was quite adept at his new
job.  The 3pm to 11pm shift was perfect.  At 24 years old, Jesse still
loved to go out to the bars, and party.  He was out of work in time to get
there just as things started heating up, and didn't have to worry about
getting up early to go to work.

He was really excited about tonight, hopefully he would run into his new
object of desire.  Since his recent break up with his girl friend, he felt
like a man out of prison.  Her clinging, whining and demanding nature made
him feel claustrophobic.  Sure the sex was great, but that was it.  He had
to admit that she was almost as sexually driven as him.  They had really
experimented, and he was able to finally admit to his bisexuality.  Her
desire to watch two men have sex was the trigger that opened the door to
all the suppressed desires he had known was there since puberty.

The loud music was deafening. The beating bass was driving the dancers on
the floor.  Jesse watched from the side, never comfortable dancing unless
he had a few too many drinks.  He scanned the crowd looking for the one he
had met just two short weeks ago.  There, the tall redhead across the dance
floor their eyes locked, Jesse waved and started in that direction when
another black haired man walked up and kissed the redhead deeply.  Their
arms wrapped around each other.  Jesse froze in his tracks.  Surely his
eyes had played tricks on him, it couldn't be the same person.  He had
thought there seemed to be a connection.  Looking over his shoulder, the
tall redhead looked back at Jesse as if he didn't see him there.

Jesse turned away, his exuberant mood had evaporated.  Dejectedly he headed
out. He know longer was in the mood to party.

"Well" he thought "I'd rather find out now what kind of a person he is,
than later."  In his mind there was absolutely no excuse to be ignored like
that. The least he could have done is acknowledged him there.  Even if
circumstances prevented more, it was not necessary to act as if he didn't
exist.

"Hello Connie."  Jesse said as he walked into the hotel lobby a little
after midnight.  Connie was the night auditor, and he didn't feel like
going home to an empty house, so he stopped by to visit with her.  She had
been a great help to him, teaching him the ins and outs of the paperwork
involved in his job.  They had a great rapport.

"Do you mind watching the desk for a little while, I'm having problems
balancing the restaurant tickets."

"Sure, I'd be glad to, I'm not in a hurry to get home."

"Bad night huh?" she asked.

"I don't want to talk about Connie.  It's just one of those things."

He stepped behind the desk, as he watched her disappear into the office.
He busied himself organizing and finishing some easy work for her that
would save her some time, while he waited.

"Excuse me Sir."

He looked up as he heard the deep masculine voice. Trying to find his
voice, he realized that he was acting like a complete fool.  There before
him stood a breathtakingly handsome, blonde hair, blue eyed specimen of a
man.  His eyes drank in the deep blue eyes, and then traveled down to his
very muscular chest and arms, the belt buckle was as low as he could see,
the desk preventing him from seeing any further down.

"Good thing" he thought, "I probably wouldn't be able to look away if I saw
more."

"I'm in room 169, and I was wondering if I could cash a check."

Then it clicked in his mind, this was a marine here on extended medical
training.  They housed a block of rooms that was kept specifically for the
military.  Temporary housing on base was very limited, so they put them in
the hotel for the 12 week training sessions.  Check cashing for the
military was very relaxed, the few bounced checks were immediately made
good, the officer in charge of them would march them in front of everyone
up to the desk and make sure that it was attended to promptly.

"Let me see how much cash is available, and how much did you need to cash
it for?"

"Fifty dollars would be good, but anything would help."

"Sure, I'll check, be right back."

He looked in the cash register, and saw there was plenty of cash, cleared
it with Connie and cashed the check.  Thanking him profusely the marine
quickly left with two other military types, probably marines also from the
jarhead haircut, Jesse judged.

A few days later, the head of accounting was at the desk. He gave Jesse an
envelope with the room #169 and a name written on it.

"Jesse, leave a message for this room, and inform him that his check was
returned insufficient funds.  Give him the opportunity to make it right
before I contact his superior."

"Of course, I'll take care of it." Jesse's heart thumped, it was him, the
marine that Jesse hadn't been able to forget after that chance meeting.  He
hoped he would be on duty to deliver the message.

"There was a message for me to come to the front desk?"

Looking up from his paperwork Jesse spotted him.  Heart beating wildly, he
tried to keep a calm demeanor.

"Yes, I have it right here." He handed the envelope over.  Watching the
reaction as it was opened and read, he saw the shoulders sag on this
distraught marine.

"Is there a problem with the message" he asked.

The marine looked up, his face expressionless now, he had regained
composure.

"Sir it will be a couple of weeks before I can take care of this, will that
be a problem?"

"Actually, yes it is, I was instructed to collect it tonight.  Want me to
call the manager and ask if it can be delayed?"

"Please Sir, would you?  I really appreciate it."

Fifteen minutes later as the marine stood motionless while he talked to the
manger, Jesse wasn't able to get the manager to agree on a delayed payment.
He saw the desperation in his eyes, and his heart melted.

"I'm so sorry, he wouldn't agree. Is there someone who can help you?  A
friend?  He did say that it could be done by tomorrow evening, but that's
the limit on time."

"No, Sir, I don't think so, I'll check with my buddies, but I think they
are more in a bind than I am."

"Unless they have outstanding checks, I don't think so." Responded Jesse.

Dejectedly nodding, he turned to leave. Jesse couldn't resist any longer.

"I'll be here until a little after 11pm, if you don't find anyone by then
let me know and ill see what I can do. I might be able to help." He
offered.  He couldn't be sure the marine even heard as he walked away
dazed.

The clock read 10:59pm and still no marine.  Hopeful that he had been able
to get the funds, Jesse put him out of his mind as he attended to the final
details of a busy shift. He heard the sound of a throat clearing, and
looked up, there stood the marine, desperation in his eyes.

"Sir, you offered assistance if I couldn't round up the money?"

"That I did, I think I may be able to help." Jesse stated. "I'll pay the
fifty dollars plus the twenty for the returned check, you write me a check,
date it today, and I'll hold it for the ten days till you get paid. Then
you can reimburse me, and I'll tear up your check.  But I'll need the money
by then or I'll have to try and cash it and you will be in the same
situation you are now."

His offer was genuine, he really just wanted to help him out and the bonus
would be that know they would be on good speaking terms.  He had no
illusions, he new the marine was straight, but it would be nice to get to
know him, and who knows, they possibly may become friends

Ten days later, Jesse was to meet him at a local restaurant for him to pay
up.  It had been a nice ten days, they had actually enjoyed talking about
many things.  Even the subject of sexuality had come up, quite my accident,
a fellow marine had just been dishonorably discharged for being gay.  And
Frank had been very upset, not only had he liked and respected the fellow
marine, he thought it was a travesty that someone as qualified and capable
was drummed out simply because of who had sex with.  Jesse had learned his
name, Franklin Weber.  The check he had received from him was signed with a
flourish, in a strong masculine script.

Jesse waited for Frank in front of the restaurant, he was late, over
fifteen minutes late, and that was unusual, in the short time he had known
him he was always early, and never late.  About that time, he saw Frank
rushing into the restaurant, a distraught look upon his face.  It was bad
news, he was sure of it, but he hoped that Frank had the money, he had
really gone out on a limb financially to do this.  Although he lived in his
grandparents vacation home, he still didn't make a lot of money, and it
took almost all he had just to pay the bills, and do what little bit of
partying he could squeeze in.  Over the somber lunch, Frank told him all
that had happened. His fiancee had drained his bank account and left. She
played it smart, she withdrew his money as soon as the automatic deposit
had been credited, had not paid some of the bills and left with that money
too.  All in all, Frank was in another bind.  Not only was he broke, but he
was being hounded for past due bills, and here I was holding a check for
him for more money that he didn't have.  He was resourceful, he was selling
everything he had to raise money, his car, furniture, stereo etc, so he
would have the money, just not now.

"I'm sorry this has happened Frank, I wish I was in the position to tell
you to forget the money, but I can't."  Jesse regretfully explained.

"I know.  Is there anything I can do to get an extension?  I'd be willing
to do anything, whatever you wanted or needed."  Jesse took a sharp intake
of breath as he heard this. Was he reading something into it that wasn't
there?

"Anything?" he questioned.  He looked deep into Franks eyes to see if he
was sending him a message.  Frank merely nodded, mute, but with a quiet
desperation in his eyes.

"Come with me, to the house, where we can discuss this further.  Isn't this
a free weekend for you?"

"Yes"

All the way home, Jesse debated, should he force the issue or not.  It
wasn't as if Frank didn't know he was bisexual, so the offer to do anything
was on the table.  He thought Frank knew he found him attractive, but he
didn't know how much he realized how strong that desire was. As he pulled
into the garage, he felt a hand on his knee, it gripped him tightly.

"Please Sir, I will do whatever you want, if you will just allow me an
extension."

This time there was no doubt that he knew what that could lead too, and he
was willing to do it.  Jesse's hands shook as he turned off the ignition
and unlocked the door into the house, he didn't even turn to look at Frank
as he quietly moved into the house.

"Please, Sir, I don't know how to tell you, but I meant anything.  Whatever
that entails, it will do it."

"I'm debating on how much you know what that may mean, and if you can go
through with it Frank.  Also these past few days I have grown to like you
quite a lot, and I don't want you to regret this, or think I took advantage
of a bad situation that you found yourself in."

"Please Sir, it would please me to please you however you wanted or needed,
and I want to show my appreciation for all you have done for me.  I am an
adult, and I know the ramifications of my offer.  I wouldn't have said it
if I didn't mean it, and I will certainly not regret whatever happens."

"Do you have anything that you need to attend to at the hotel?"

"No Sir, I am free until early Tuesday morning, we have Monday off also."

Jesse looked him over, as he stood at attention.  He walked around him
checking him out as if he had just seen him for the first time.  The blonde
jarhead stood ramrod straight for this inspection.  Jesse looked at the
back of his neck, he could see his pulse beating a fast rhythm was the only
movement that was noticeable.  The broad shoulders, the v shape down to his
hot full rounded bubble butt. As he moved on around, he looked as his
square jaw, jutting out, his chest pushed out, the stomach flat, the crotch
was plumped, and appeared to be growing even more. His deep blue eyes
smoldered with fire.

"Well, since you are going to be my servant for the next few days, I guess
I'm going to have to give you a set of rules."

Jesse fumbled around, this was new territory for him, and he needed to show
he was in control.

"While you are inside the house your uniform will be your birthday suit.
So strip, fold your clothes neatly and place them in the spare bedroom on
the chest.  Then meet me back here in the kitchen"

"Yes Sir."

While Frank was gone attending to his instructions, Jesse looked around.
What could he have him do, besides just sex?  He knew that would probably
happen, although he was nervous about it, but he also wanted to keep that
atmosphere of obedience through this weekend.  He quickly inventoried all
the chores that he had neglected for the past few weeks, and went to his
room and picked up a pair of speedos.  They were perfect, slightly too
small for Frank, to display his wares properly.

When Frank returned he showed him the speedos, which he had hung beside the
door, and proceeded to give him a list of all the duties expected.  The
kitchen was first, followed by thorough cleaning of the rest of the
house. The speedos were for outdoor wear only.  Anytime he went outside for
whatever reason, that was all the attire he was allowed to wear.  During
the entire time he listed the chores, he noticed that Franks cock slowly
started to grow.

"I'll be in the living room, bring me a cold beer from the fridge, then you
can start your chores."

"Yes Sir."

Jesse sat down on the comfortable sofa, sighed and closed his eyes.  He
needed to gather his thoughts, if this was to be successful.  He didn't
want to overdue it, but he was beginning to enjoy the domination of this
handsome macho marine.

"Excuse me Sir, here is your beer."

  Jesse opened his eyes and gratefully took the cold beer, in a frosty mug
from him.  He had found the mugs in the freezer and poured it for him, this
was going to be good he thought,

"The remote for the TV is on top of it, bring it to me."

"Yes Sir." He quickly complied.

For the next five minutes he had him changing the channels until he found
something he wanted to watch. Then he ordered him back to work.  Soon he
smelled a wonderful scent coming from the kitchen, not only was Frank
cleaning, he was also preparing dinner.  His stomach growled, he hadn't
realized how hungry he was until he the scents filled the house.  He got
up, walked into the kitchen quietly.  Frank unaware that he was there
worked busily, preparing a salad, steaks laid on the counter ready to be
grilled, and the table was set.  Jesse's eyes traveled over the nude
muscular body, taking in the detail of his muscles, the rounded bubble
butt, he noticed the cock had somewhat softened, but was still nicely
shaped, and full. Arousal coursed through him like liquid fire.  This was
the first time he had permitted himself to really take in the beauty of
this man.  It was almost too much at once.  His cock had swelled until his
pants were stretched tight.  Frank looked up, caught him hungrily staring,
and blushed, but didn't waver in his returned gaze. He looked down and saw
the bulge in Jesse's pants and couldn't seem to take his eyes off.

"Is dinner at a point where you can leave it for about 20 minutes?"

"Yes Sir."

"Follow me then."

 He turned and walked directly to his bedroom. Once inside he stood at the
foot of the bed, and waited for Frank to catch up.

"Undress me and put the clothes in the hamper in the laundry room, then
come right back"

"Yes Sir."

 As Frank undressed him he stood still, his pulse pounding in his veins, he
didn't think that he could hear the phone from the volume in his ears.
Carefully he was undressed, Frank would occasionally brush him with his
hands, when his boxers were lowered his hard cock sprang up and slapped
Franks cheek. Once he was fully nude, he watched as Frank hurriedly
gathered up the clothing and left. When he returned he stood at attention
in front of him.

"On your knees.'

"Yes Sir."

"Have you ever sucked a cock?"

Jesse still couldn't think of a name to call him, Frank was too informal
for this.

"No Sir" Frank gulped, as he stared directly at the hard cock in front of
him.

"Well I can't enjoy my dinner with a hard cock, I need release, and then
I'll be able to enjoy it properly.  Take it real easy, watch your teeth,
and start by licking my balls, then shaft."

Without his usual yes sir response, Frank dove into Jesse's balls with
determination. He slathered them with spit, sucking them one at a time into
his hot wet mouth. As he worked he gathered more confidence, and used his
tongue on them while he had them in his mouth. Then he slowly licked the
shaft, starting at the base. He licked all around it, up to the head, and
gently licked around it.  A drop of precum had gathered on the tip, his
tongue snaked out and licked it up. Without missing a beat, he tongued his
cock like a real pro. It was as if once he started instinct had taken
over. He opened his mouth wide, and took his head in.  The heat enveloped
the head of Jesse's cock, and it was sucked in.  only able to take just a
few inches, he made up for it with his hands.  Massaging his balls, and
stroking the base. Working feverishly, he sucked harder and faster.  Jesse
didn't attempt to slow him down, he wanted to cum and cum quickly, there
would be more time for leisurely sex after while.  Inexperienced at this
Frank was totally unprepared for the first volley of cum. He nearly choked
on it, but valiantly kept at it.  Swallowing as fast as he could, he
managed to get most if it down.  Breathing heavily Jesse pumped a massive
amount of cum in his mouth. A small amount dripped out the corners of his
mouth.  Leaving his cock in his mouth, Jesse smeared what cum was dripping
out all over Franks Face.  As his cock softened, he pulled back, lifted him
up by his arms, and kissed him deeply his tongue wickedly fucking his
mouth.  He then instructed Frank to get him a pair of shorts and sandals
from his closet.  Once Frank had assisted him dressing, he ordered him back
to the kitchen. Instructing him to call when dinner was ready, he stretched
out on his bed and promptly dozed off.

"Sir, your dinner is ready" the voice seemed to come from far away, as
Jesse groggily woke up from his nap, he felt a hand gently shaking him.  He
opened his eyes.  Stared a few minutes at the handsome naked buff stud, he
came to.  It hadn't been a dream, there was Frank, naked, looking very sexy
and available waking him.  Stumbling to the restroom to rinse his face with
cold water, he mumbled that he was awake.  As he walked into the dining
area, the table was magnificently set, a candle, a rose from his small
garden, and a place setting for only one person. He quickly made a snap
decision. This Dominance, submission thing had gone as far as he wanted it.

"Soldier, why did you set the table for only one?"

"Sir it's for your dinner, not mine."

"I want it set for two and you will join me."

"Yes Sir." Frank quickly complied.

The meal was outstanding, too hungry for conversation they both ate in
silence.  Frank seemed to anticipate every need, and had it there for him
before he could even think to ask or look for it.  As he pushed back from
the table, he looked at him approvingly, patted his full stomach.

"That was an excellent meal soldier, I didn't know you could cook."

"Sir, I've had to cook for myself for along time and I enjoy it.  I'm glad
you liked it Sir."

Realizing that he had come up with a way to address him without being
derogatory or humiliating him, Jesse wanted to just hug him tightly, but
Frank still held his distance, as if he didn't really want that type of
intimacy.

"After you clean up the kitchen, I want you to join me in the shower."

"Yes Sir" Frank gulped.

The water temp in the shower was perfect, as they stood side by side, Frank
gently washing him thoroughly.  Jesse reached for the soap and started to
wash him in return. As his hands slid down between Franks ass cheeks, he
felt him shiver. Slowly taking his time in teased and played with his ass.
Frank closed his eyes and groaned in appreciation.

"Stay right here"

Jesse quickly stepped from the shower and rummaged under the sink, and
pulled out an enema bag.  Franks eyes widened as he saw him bring it into
the shower, he filled the bag with the warm water, and hung it up.  He then
gently touched Frank's shoulder, turning him around facing the shower wall.
The nervousness made him tremble has his hands were placed on the tile
walls.

"I want us to be clean inside as well as outside.  Now once I've filled you
up, hold it as long as you can then go void it in the toilet."

"Yes Sir" came the soft whisper, he could see the uncertainty in his eyes,
but he didn't try to object.  He repeated this three times until the
expelled solution was totally clear, the handed the nozzle to Frank, and
turned around. Franks hands timidly pulled his cheeks apart and gently
inserted it.  After he was cleaned out also they soaped each other up again
and made sure they were totally clean.  Frank was silent throughout this,
yet he didn't avoid eye contact. It was as if he taking it all in like a
student.  It was obvious this was totally new for him.

Once all the cleansing was completed and they dried each other with the
soft luxurious towels, he led Frank into the den. He sat on the leather
sofa, indicated that he wanted Frank to lay on it with his head on his
lap. This was all done in silence. He wanted to keep it simple without a
lot of talk or orders.  As Frank placed his head in his lap face down in
his crotch, expecting to orally service him, Jesse gently touched him on
the shoulder, and shook his head no, motioning him to roll over. Puzzled he
complied, looking up in his eyes, Frank just quietly studied him.  He
picked up the remote and turned on the stereo to a quiet instrumental
station.  He then reached over and turned the lamp off, so the only
illumination was from the indirect soft lighting in the room.  With one
hand gently massaging the short buzz cut head, he placed Frank's hands at
his sides.  Then slowly began to stroke his chest, playing with his
nipples.

"Close your eyes soldier" he whispered.

"Yes Sir" came the whispered reply.

 He sensuously stroked his face, head chest stomach, and finally touched
his fully hard throbbing cock.  He continued to tease, stimulate him
bringing him close to orgasm then switching back to his nipples and would
start the process all over again.  Frank was writhing in exquisite agony.
He glanced at the time and realized he had been doing this for almost an
hour.

"Sir, please, I think I'm going to burst if you don't stop or let me cum"
the husky whisper hissed from Franks tight lips.

Without saying a word, he leaned down and began to kiss him deeply, this
time the kiss was returned more fervently than before.  He grasped his cock
and began to slowly stroke, the precum slicked his hand as it slid over the
extremely sensitive head. Glancing down he noticed that Frank had curled
his toes, his back was arched, aching to cum. Slowly increasing his speed,
he felt him lurch and tense, the jerk as his cock throbbed and cum started
shooting straight up in the air, shot after shot splattered his hand and
arm, covering Franks chest in the process. He stopped counting after eight
huge globs landed on him.  He hand sped up until it was a blur on the
extremely sensitive cock, he pinned his head so that they couldn't break
the kiss, and vigorously rubbed the head, causing after shocks as the
stimulus became too intense for Frank.

He felt Frank's hands and arms wrapping around his neck as he hungrily
kissed him back.  He simply held the softening cock in his hand as they
kissed feverishly his own hard cock pressed against the back of his
head. As they slowly broke the kiss, he scooped up as much of the cum as he
could and put it in his mouth, then leaned over and slowly shared it with
him. They swapped it back and forth until it was completely gone, they both
had eaten it.

Franks heaving chest was the only human sound in the room, mixed with the
music, it was very erotic.  Once his breathing had returned to a semi
normal state, Jesse kissed him tenderly.

"Lets go rinse off, my hand and you are very sticky." He laughed.  Frank
simply chuckled, it was the first time since they had started this weekend
he hadn't addressed him as Sir.  Jesse smiled to himself, evidently he had
opened a new door for him, and his mind was otherwise occupied.

Completely rinsed they stretched on the bed, facing each other.  Jesse
began to talk, in a low soft whisper, telling Frank what he liked about his
body, and his face, his personality, using very descriptive picturesque
words.  Frank opened his mouth, started to say something, but Jesse placed
a finger on his lips. As he talked his hands roamed his body.  He finally
indicated that he wanted him on his stomach.  He knew it would be easier
for him to accommodate him for his first time in this position.  Continuing
his verbal foreplay, he gently applied a large amount of lube to the tight
virgin hole in front of him.  The firm mounds of the sexy ass gave him
inspiration, as he tenderly inserted a finger.  Slowly teasingly, he
stretched and probed, then as the hole relaxed he added a second finger,
then a third, probing, stretching grazing that hot button inside him.
Frank began to groan and raise his hips, pushing back against his
fingers. Trying to get them inside him deeper, he turned and looked back,
lust filled his eyes.

"Please Sir, just do it, fuck my virgin ass.  It's yours, just take me."
 He nodded his acceptance and placed his cock at the now lubed and relaxed
opening.  Easing slowly in, he took it slow. Making sure that Franks hot
tight hole accommodated him before he went further.  When it was buried up
to his pubes, he just stayed still.  The heat from the tight wet hole that
surrounded his cock was almost more than he could control. He almost shot
his load right then, but breathing deeply he regained control.  Slow
deliberate thrusts, he fucked him using long strokes.  The intensity of
this man to man mating was reverberating through both of their bodies.
They were both sweat soaked, panting like wild dogs in heat.

"Oh God, I didn't know this would feel so good." Frank moaned.

 His ass was pushing back meeting him thrust for thrust.

"Fuck me Sir, Fuck me hard, Fuck me all night." He almost screamed.

 Jesse complied with every bit of energy he had.  Suddenly he stopped

"Please don't stop Sir, fuck me PLEASE FUCK ME."

He pulled out and rolled Frank over, placed his legs on his shoulders and
swiftly entered and continued his frantic pace. Their eyes bored deeply
into each others soul as they shared this bonding.  It was more than just a
fuck, they both felt it.  It went a lot deeper into their psychic.  Jesse's
body contracted violently, he threw his head back and gave a primitive
mating yell that shook the roof. As he rammed it shook the bed like an
earthquake. He tensed thrust one last time deeper, and began to jerk with
each shot of his hot cum as it filled the hungry hole.  With the last
tremor he collapsed on top of his conquest, gasping like he had just
finished a marathon.

Coming to his senses he felt Franks arms wrapped around him tightly as if
to keep him from running away.

"Please just stay inside me for a little longer. I don't want you to
leave."

 He panted as he nodded his agreement.  His breathing slowly returned to a
more manageable level as his cock softened and slid out.  Frank began to
smother him with kisses, this time it was Frank who initiated the kissing.
He then slowly lowered Frank's legs from his shoulders, and stayed on top
as the kissing changed heated passion, he felt the hard cock between them
as his began to thicken again.  He reached over and grabbed the lube,
keeping his lips locked with him. He then pushed himself up, and straddled
over the hot hard cock beneath him. Lubing his ass generously and the cock,
he slowly lowered down until it was buried deep inside.  He just sat still,
and flexed his ass muscles, massaging Frank's cock with his ass. Adjusting
his position, he raised his ass.

"You're going to have to do the fucking soldier, I'm worn out", he smiled
as he whispered.

"Yes Sir" was the whispered response, through a sexy grin.

He held himself still as the man beneath him began to thrust upward into
his welcoming tight hot hole.  He could tell that this wasn't going to last
long, even though Frank had cum earlier, he was so aroused that he was
rapidly approaching his orgasm.  He gripped the back of his neck, and
pulled his head closer to him, and began to encourage him on.  Through
gritted teeth he ordered him to fuck him hard and fast, which Frank
complied skillfully. As he saw his eyes widen, and felt his body tense, he
sat down hard on his cock. Working his ass muscles to drain him his balls,
he saw him go limp.  Holding still for just a few minutes, he suggested
they shower again before sleeping.

Holding Frank as he spooned up that gorgeous bubble butt, he listened to
him breathing deep as he slept.

The last thing Frank had said before he fell asleep was "Thank You Sir".

As his lids drooped heavy with sleep, he made up his mind, things would
change tomorrow morning.

He stretched languidly as he slowly awakened to the scent of bacon frying.
His body ached, after all the sexual activity, yet his morning hard on felt
ready to go again.  Stumbling out of bed into his slippers only, he walked
naked into the kitchen. There was Frank busily preparing breakfast, a tray
on the counter. He obviously was going to bring him breakfast in bed.
Silently he crept back into bed.

"Good morning Sir, here is your breakfast. I hope it's prepared to your
liking."

The morning feast covered the entire tray.

"Where are you going?" he demanded as Frank turned to leave. "Get your sexy
ass in bed and help me eat this."

He grinned at Frank's startled look when he yelled at him. Frank smiled
brilliantly and climbed in bed right beside him. They laughed, ate, fed
each other and enjoyed the feast.  Jesse putjelly on Frank's nipples and
licked it off, and Frank returned the favor on his cock. Jess took the tray
from Frank's hands as he prepared to carry it to the kitchen and placed it
on the floor. He turned to him and looked him directly in his eyes.

"Frank we need to talk." He stated, using his name instead of soldier.

"Yes Sir" he responded as he looked at him apprehensively.

"I can't do this to you any longer. I feel horrible that I've taken
advantage of your situation.  I know you offered, and made it clear that
this is what you want to do to thank me for my help, but I'm not like this,
I don't use other peoples problems to satisfy my wants or needs."  Frank
started to speak, but he held his hand up.

"Please hear me out. Don't interrupt.  I'll admit that I've wanted to have
sex with you from the moment I saw you. And that I used the loan to get
closer to you.  But I never intended it to be the lever I used to get you
to have sex with me.  And while I find you very stimulating to me sexually,
I feel a lot more for you than just a physical attraction.  I really like
you and have enjoyed the time we spent before this weekend started.  I
can't continue to use you this way.  You are free to go or you can stay the
weekend as my guest, and you only have to pay me when you get the money. I
hope that we can still be close. I feel awful as it is, but if you don't
want me to be your friend, I'll feel even worse."

Frank quickly stood up, and strode from the room.  Dejected, Jesse knew
that he didn't want to be around him and was getting away as quickly as he
could.  He sighed as he stood up, picked up the tray and went into the
kitchen. Listlessly he began to clean up, putting the dishes in the
dishwasher.  An envelope was thrust in his face as he was bent over loading
the dishwasher.Puzzled he stood up turned around to see that Frank was
handing it to him.  Silently he nodded to him.

"Please, open it."

Confused, he tore it open and found money inside. It was the entire amount
that Frank owed him.  The bewilderment on his face was almost comical, yet
Frank only smiled gently.

"The night you loaned me the money, I already had it to repay the bounced
check.  But I knew that you were interested in me and didn't know how to go
about getting you to do anything about it.  I felt the same way that first
night we met. And when you offered I wanted to take you up on it right
away, but I knew I had money in the room.  I paced the floor that night,
trying to decide what to do, when I made up my mind I wanted to get closer
to you and if borrowing money was the way, I'd do it."

As the realization filtered through, Jesse began to comprehend the
situation. They both had been attracted to each other. No wonder they had
so much fun just palling around.

"I plotted this weekend, and worried that you wouldn't take me up on it,
you are so damned professional with the guests at the hotel, I wasn't sure
you would cross the line.  But I was determined to push you as hard as I
could to get you."

"But" Jesse stammered.  "I felt horrible that I was degrading you, although
I'll admit I was aroused by you too. Plus I thought you were straight.  You
told me that you had only been with two people, your high school girlfriend
and then your ex fiancee."

The huge grin on Franks face eased his uncertainty.

"Yes, that's true, I'd never been with a man or wanted to, until I met
you. At first I tried to play it off as just that I liked you as friend,
but I knew it was more. So I hatched this plan to seduce you."

He blushed as he looked into his eyes.

 "I made a pledge to myself, I'd take what ever you delivered within
reason.  And you didn't make me feel humiliated. I felt desired, although I
don't want to be dominated, I wanted to be treated as equal, which you did
by the way last night."

He leered at me.  He walked over and hugged Jesse tightly.

"Can we continue to have fun this weekend? We can have fun without the role
playing if you want."

He got his answer as Jesse hugged him back and kissed him more passionately
than last night.

Jesse stood at the window watching the beautiful colors of the sunrise.  He
was looking forward to the fishing trip.

"Dad, where are you" he heard his son yell as the door slammed. He was
excited about the trip also.

Jesse counted his blessings that his son wanted to spend time with him
instead of running with the guys his own age and getting into trouble.
When he had come into his life fifteen years ago, he knew from the moment
he saw that tiny baby he was hooked.  The boy's mother had been a one night
stand that he regretted, until he found out she was pregnant.  She wanted
an abortion, but agreed to have the baby if Jesse would assume all parental
responsibilities, and had even signed over her rights to him within ten
minutes of his birth.  She was a beautiful woman, but a free spirit type
that didn't want to be tied down to a family.

"I'm in here Frank." He answered. "Do you have everything loaded in the
truck."

"Yes, dad I do."

"Give me a minute, I'll be right out, just wait for me outside."

"Okay dad, but hurry up, we don't want you to make us late for our favorite
spot."

He smiled at his son's impatience, patted him on his head.

"I promise, I'll be right out."

As he watched his handsome son bound outside, his mind wandered to the man
he had been named after.  It would be twenty years tomorrow since that
eventful weekend and it was still fresh in his mind as if it had happened
yesterday.  He chuckled as he felt his cock growing and decided he better
get going.  If he didn't, he might start something that would really delay
this day.

Later that afternoon as his son and his best friend dragged into the house
worn out, Jesse put away the few fish that had been caught, he would clean
them and freeze them later.  But all he wanted now was a hot shower.

"Are you boys going to clean up before you go to his house to spend the
night?"

"Yes" they chorused tiredly

"Well hop to it, Trent's dad will be here in twenty minutes" he smiled
indulgently as they dragged off to the shower.

After the boys had left, he took a long shower, enjoying the soothing hot
water.  As he dried off he heard a noise in he kitchen.  He peered around
the corner.

"Is that you Hon?" he asked.

"Yes, it's me, just putting away some groceries.  How did the fishing trip
go?"

"Great, they caught a few crappies, and had a blast.  Wore them out too."
He laughed.

"Good" Came the chuckled response.

 He slipped on a pair of joe boxer shorts and sandals, and walked into the
kitchen. Sitting down at the bar, he was startled when a pair of deep blue
eyes appeared in front of him.

"Damn" he chuckled.  "You always like to startle me."

The eyes had wisdom wrinkles around them, there was a Chris Melloni bald
head now.  The shoulders were still as wide, but the V to the hips wasn't
as defined, the washboard abs had long since disappeared. But he was even
sexier to him than when they first met.  They had their ups and downs like
any other couple, but the years had been good to them both.  The only dark
time was when Jesse had that one night stand.  But it had made them
stronger, and now they had a son they both loved deeply.  Jesse still
thought that they had been on a Ross and Rachel break, but had learned to
keep quiet about it.

"Do you know what tomorrow is soldier?" he asked.

"Yes Sir, I do."

 They had reenacted that weekend on every anniversary since.  Once Frank
had given himself to Jesse he never looked back.  Completed his tour and
left the military as soon as possible, and now they had made a good life
together. Their son called him "Pop" and Jesse "Dad".

They hugged tight.

"I love you soldier"

"I love you.... Sir."

The kiss they shared was even more passionate than ever, if that was
possible.

THE END

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