Date: Wed, 20 Oct 2004 18:48:49 +0100 (BST)
From: tomas weston <tomasuk2002@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Sandy and Bud Ricks 6

CHAPTER 6 - DISCOVERIES AND ORDER

Sandy steered the launch into the creek channel and explained to the
corporal about the three areas that once landed cargo along this stretch of
coast. The teen knew he could moor the vessel at Second Stand but with the
tide now ebbing there was no possibility of this happening at the other
stages. However, Chip explained that Mason, as the diver, would give access
at those stages and then he enquired as to the possibility of any other
landing site. Sandy mentioned that theoretically anywhere was a landing
site but mud, tidal rips, snakes, and mosquitoes made boat landings
treacherous but individuals could if they were really careful wade
ashore. As if to make any landing seem feasible, Chip commented that he had
never lost a diver yet but there was always the first time- with the
comment receiving a wry grin from Mason but with so laid back an attitude
he passed it off with his usual air of indifference.

Then, there were few verbal comments until Sandy pointed out the remains of
Third Stand at which point Chip ordered the launch slowed until he lowered
a minor anchor-weight to stop the vessel drifting in the ebb tide and
provide stability. Then, Corporal Chipperfield ordered Mason to strip as he
opened out the wet suit. Sandy was sure the diver was used to changing in
company but the supposed difference in rank between the marines was ignored
although Mason always seemed to do as he was told. In fact, he was already
stripped to the waist and bending forward to unfasten his boots when Sandy
concentrated on the diver's rear at the same moment as needing to lean
forward to hide his erection. Mason's swimmer's body was so far
hairless-except for the head- although clearly having received a recent
marine haircut, the diver's light brown hair was nothing but a mere
stubble.

After the corporal laid out the black wetsuit, he began a search inside a
different bag. Sandy was occupied as first Mason unbuckled his wide belt,
then, second slid his cammo trousers down and off, leaving him in a thick
pouched faded cotton jock strap. Sandy focused on the bare white cheeks
held firm by the tight jock's straps as they clung onto flesh. Without even
glancing at the diver, Chip ordered him to remove the jock which resulted
in a low laugh from Mason. This action left the diver naked with a
semi-erection pointing towards the shore and then Sandy noticed that Mason
had no body hair below his neck but unlike most of the guys he knew,
excluding his brother, the marine did have a foreskin.

Mason stood still as the corporal, with a jar at hand, moved to stand
behind him and then liberally sprinkle white powder over the naked
body. Once Mason was covered from neck to heel, Chip began massaging,
working the powder into the skin and ensuring that all areas received
attention. As if he knew what to expect Mason also raised both arms as well
as spreading his legs. Then, after had the diver had bent forward to
receive a prolonged application to the area beneath his legs and just as
Chip applied the powder using only one finger, Sandy felt a climax
starting- and he was just beginning to realise how watching guys in action
was really turning him on.

When Mason turned to face the corporal, Sandy was unsurprised to see the
diver's full erection whilst Chip seemed uninhibited about his hard long
shaft. However, as the marine sprinkled extra powder over the front of the
diver's body he ensured a large amount fell on the cock. As a result,
Sandy's emotions were now in overdrive as strong hands worked in the
powder- nipples and navel were massaged before Chip started on Mason's
feet. Next, as strong hands moved up to the diver's thighs, in order to
prevent his immediate climax, Sandy readjusted his crotch which when
noticed received abroad grin and wink from Mason. As the corporal cupped
then massaged the hairless balls, Sandy's mouth gaped and he was ready to
saturate his whities as the diver's long shaft received slow and sensual
attention. Then, finally whilst holding the erect shaft in one hand, Chip
pulled sharply back Mason's foreskin- resulting in a gush of sticky pre-cum
ejecting from Sandy's crushed cock into his whities and an involuntary jump
from the diver. The exposure of Mason's wet red cockhead and a final heavy
application of white powder to this exposed area which was very slowly
rubbed into the sensitive flesh with two broad fingers caused Sandy to leak
more pre-cum. Once satisfied that Mason had a full covering of powder, Chip
gave the diver's erect cock a hard slap and ordered him to put on his
wetsuit. As he turned to face Sandy, the corporal ordered the teen to stop
gaping and move to help Mason put on his gear. The impact of a this job
released some thoughts from the teen's mind and as he stood the sudden need
to climax subsided

Sandy helped haul up the black wetsuit and held its rear as Mason expertly
slipped his arms into the upper jacket. This left the head piece hanging
back and the front zip to fasten. It was clear that the diver had no
intention of fastening that himself and he left it to Sandy to take hold of
his erect cock and move it under the fabric. Once the zip reached Mason's
neck, Sandy stood back then looked down to see how the tight suit really
did outline the long swollen cock. There was a wink from the diver and a
low level comment, that the corporal would not hear, envisaging a talk
later and a lesson in deep diving that had nothing to do with water. Mason
fixed his headmask and with Sandy's help attached the air cylinders to the
gear and accepted a smoothing of his black covered rear from the blonde
before he slipped over the side to began his search.

Sandy turned to face the corporal only to be confronted by Chip holding up
the blue cotton shorts previously worn then discarded by Coly. Sandy
replied by stating that they were his so Chip ordered him to put then
on. There was nothing for Sandy to do but, with the marine's eyes fully
focused forward, start by opening the top button of his cut-offs. He slid
down the fly zip exposing his tight whities which was less than easy as his
cock was again hardening. He slipped them down and off and reached forward
to accept the shorts. However wearing whities were I no way acceptable to
Chip so with slight hesitation the blonde hooked fingers at each side under
the waistband of his underwear. Sandy did think of turning around but he
doubted if the corporal would accept that so in one swift movement he
yanked the whities down- then once off he placed them on top of his
cut-offs. His white cotton tee ended between crotch and navel giving a full
view of the very long semi-erect cock and large low hanging balls. A short
comment of admiration came from the marine making the teen's cheeks crimson
but with Chip still holding on to the shorts Sandy's cock just kept
hardening until fully erect with its very impressive length involuntarily
causing the corporal to lick his lips. Eventually the blonde received the
shorts and hurriedly put them on.

Unfortunately the nature of Coly's shorts would ensure either an erect cock
would stick above the waistband or freely out of a leg opening and in
relation to the blonde's length when limp hang freely below the hem
line. As well when Chip moved forward to examine the shorts he folded over
the waistband ensuring that the hem line was lifted and Sandy's
exhibitionism was complete.

Ordered to sit where he had no option but to spread his legs, he gave the
corporal a constant full view of the waxing and waning of his cock. To
order- as they waited- Sandy gave a summary of his life story; then, just
after he had given Bud's age, height and hair colour to the very attentive
marine, the water rippled and Mason's head emerged, and after sliding back
his goggles he indicated his lack of success. Sandy moved forward to help
the diver scramble on board which made his now limp cock swing free from
the shorts- and never one to miss an opportunity Mason kissed and licked
the shaft as the blonde with his back to Chip made every effort to force
his cock onto the diver's face.

With Sandy now resigned to showing at all times, he sat to steer the launch
towards Second Stand whilst the two marines ignored each other. At Second
Stand, Sandy was able to moor the launch and carefully all three climbed
the old steps. From the decking vantage point the area could be scanned and
Chip suggested that this was as likely place as any to hide goods or
money. The corporal ordered Mason to dive and search between the stand and
then search the creeks- stating that after he could then search the
derelict building and follow the trackway inland to see if had recently
been used. He ordered Sandy to remain on the decking as he helped Mason
with his head gear and new air cylinders before the diver disappeared to
start the search. Chip returned to the decking and made Sandy strip naked
before throwing from the boat Mason's fading jock strap which he instructed
the teen to wear before being ordered to get down on all fours facing the
sea. Chip climbed onto the decking and thrust a hand between Sandy's legs
to ensure that the jock pouch held the teen's cock and balls in place Then,
there were a few moments silence before in a matter of fact way he
announced that Sandy was going to be party to a session in which he would
eventually be fucked so he would fully understand the relationship that
existed between marines and blonde boys.

Even when on all fours Sandy was aware that Chip had stripped to the waist
before he stood before him. The blonde's long hard cock was attempting to
burst through the now pre-cum sodden pouch but the tightness of Mason's
garment just kept paining the straining flesh. Chip forced the blonde's
head upwards and then he thrust his cotton clad crotch into the teen's face
with the heavy scent of marine and cum filling Sandy's nostrils. After a
further thrust into the blonde's face Chip unbuckled and removed his thick
leather belt which crashed down on Sandy's tender rear before the teen was
forced to lick then kiss the marine's heavy black boots. Next, with Sandy
aroused further by these actions, Chip ordered the blonde to undo the
marine trouser fly buttons using only his teeth. This took time but Sandy
worked happily ensuring the eventual liberation of a coarse cotton jock
pouch.

After Sandy had licked the entire pouch, he sucked at the course material
where pre-cum had stained the cotton, as the marine pinched his own large
flat nipples creating two centres of delight.

Next, once more following sharp orders, with his teeth Sandy opened the top
trouser button causing the marine's garment to part and to give Sandy the
first real glimpse of the substantial thickness of Chip's cock - knowledge
now that caused the entry of this monster into his rear to suggest in his
mind that it would not be quite as easy as all the other forceful fucks he
had received.. Satisfied that the blonde had succeeded in wetting the off
white pouch to his satisfaction, Chip told the teen to chew on the
understraps informing him later to bite through them -- and as Sandy
finished working Chip delved through blonde hair. Eventually, the pouch
flipped upwards and released a heavy scent of musk as the thick cock
pointed upwards. Below the massive shaft hung two very large balls, pushed
outwards by the marine's stance, and then without being ordered Sandy began
to suck them- drawing the hairy flesh into his wet lips- before moistening
the cock shaft in order to add copious lubrication as he was told that a
blonde's mouth juice was the only attention it would receive before being
rammed up his rear.

Whist the thick but awkward shaft was in Sandy's mouth and being copiously
moistened, the blonde came to realise how thick it really was -- more like
a coca cola can than a candle and the fact that it was not of his or in
fact Mason's length did nothing to alleviate the discomfort that he felt he
would receive once it had been quickly inserted. In this oral inspection
Sandy also noted that the pointed crimson head was even wider than the
shaft with the slit noticeably open no doubt allowing thick streams of hot
cum to gush- and in addition the occasional feel of coarse cut short pubic
hair against his face made him realise that this was one marine who at
least was not cock shaved.

Chip released his cock from the teen's mouth and walked to Sandy's rear-
the blonde braced and prepared himself- by firmly grasping the decking
boards and, as the marine placed large hands on his rear, Sandy
automatically spread his legs further exposing the puckered tight pink hole
in front of which Chip placed the moist fat head steadying himself for that
one sudden fierce thrust

 At a moment of anticipation, Sandy's preoccupation with the plight of his
own cock- painfully uncomfortable in the tight pouch- became nothing as the
quietness broke when the teen let out a wild shriek as Chip thrust. The
noise reverberated around the desolate area as the fat shaft plunged all
the way in and as Chip's balls slapped against teen flesh it just signalled
the beginning of the constant in and out motion of the young marine's
throbbing cock.

Tears welled in the blonde's eyes for the thrusts maintained a rhythm as
the rape fuck continued- but Sandy having never experienced such a fuck of
discomfort and joy quickly settled to enjoy the pain which eventually
became shrouded by pleasure with the noises and coarse comments now coming
from the marine- largely incoherent noises permeated with the words blonde
and fuck.

That feeling of a surge at the base of Sandy's own twisted and tormented
cock started as the marine neared climax. Suddenly and wildly Chip yelled
incoherently. Then he thrust violently letting his copious hot juices shoot
into Sandy. Retracted the now cum dripping cock still oozed white as the
marine strode to Sandy's front in order to insist on a teen's oral cock
clean.

As the blonde licked, he felt his own cock shaft throb and pain as well as
feel a trickle of juice from his rear opening.

Now quieter and cleaner, Chip withdrew his cock from the willing mouth and
redressed- leaving the blonde still in a state of near climax. Sandy when
ordered stood to attention with his hands on his head; then he needed
nothing more than the marine's squeeze to his bulky jock pouch to feel his
hot teen cum gush into the cotton pouch -- with slowly white droplets
continuing to seep through the material to become visible and trickle down
over the wet cotton

Finally a fully dressed marine ordered a naked Sandy once more to attention
then when he left the teen holding Mason's cum filled jock pouch to his
lips with the order to eat it all out before replacing it, he went in
search of his diver. As Sandy gulped, the air cooled his naked body and
swayed the thin thread of cum which dangled down from his cock slit- its
length increasing as the last remnants of his sticky juice seeped from his
spent shaft







Being The Guardian of the Gulf had lost its appeal to Bud, as he and Dan
were now out of the coastal area, languishing in The Outer Sound with no
other humans in view. Dan had had every intention of persuading the boy to
return soon to harbour but Bud had other plans and started the process by
announcing he was going for a quick dip. This idea immediately prevented
Dan from explaining his need to go ashore for after the boy hurriedly
removed his outer clothes, Bud was left clad in the tight pink swimbriefs
which were just about covering the only features for which Dan was prepared
to delay his return.

As Bud swam very near the boat flipping and diving to ensure that Dan
caught sight of the now even tighter wet swimbriefs, the teen had to
remember his promise to his closest friend that Sandy was to have his
brother's cherry and no matter what temptations lay in front of him Dan
knew that he had made that promise- but of course Dan was fully aware that
other stimulating boy activities beside cherry popping had forced his cock
to erection.

As Bud scrambled aboard, Dan watching intently noticed that the rear of the
boy's swimbriefs had lowered to expose all of the boy's firm round white
cheeks whilst in front the bright material precariously hung from just
above Bud's semi-hard cock which was in fact all that held up the
garment. Also, it was apparent that, Bud had purposely untied his swimbrief
cords before coming aboard as the ends were dangling down each side of the
uneven pink cock mound.

The boy made no attempt to pull up the swimbriefs as he towelled himself
and as he happily watched Dan clearly focus on his groin, Bud took the
opportunity to coax himself to full erection which allowed its shape to
mould itself against the wet pink material whilst also allowing the briefs
to slip slightly showing off the ample thick base of his hairless cock.

Bud now semi-dry still made no attempt to cover up his erection as he moved
towards Dan and after reaching for food and drink he sat and spread his
legs. Dan found time for a drink but remained focused on Bud noticing that
the erect boycock now lay to one side but that the lowering of the
swimbriefs had spread up the leg openings exposing two perfect marble sized
hairless balls which made Dan literally lick his lips.

Under Bud's spell it was no surprise that the teen readily agreed to one
last search around the Smeaton Islands-and although Bud added that Great
Smeaton Beach was where he and Sandy had run naked, Dan was still fully
focused on a now twitching but still hidden boycock.

Dan sat at the back of the boat to guide it eastwards- Bud still with his
swimbriefs lowered stood at the front looking out to sea for pirates. The
two mounds of bare smooth soft boy flesh on which Dan was concentrating had
from the start of this journey to Smeaton Island questioned further his
ability to maintain his promise to Sandy.