Date: Sun, 14 Feb 2010 08:59:23 -0800 (PST)
From: R Ranger <bn2rumpranger (at) yahoo (dot) com>
Subject: Envious, The Homecoming: The Reunion

Warning: The story contains descriptions of sexual encounters and contact
between consenting young people and later on as adults. If you are not of
legal age to read erotic stories of this nature or you are offended by the
subject matter contained herein do not read any further.

Although my story is a work of fiction it is loosely based upon facts and
experiences that my friends and I have discussed openly and personally
experienced. Many of the facts are drawn from actual life experiences and
life experiences of people that I care deeply about; therefore, specific
names, places, times, and dates have been altered to protect all innocent
parties. I'm a baby boomer who grew into maturity during the 1950s and
1960s. What a great time to be a kid growing up in America. The first
chapters of "Envious of Extra Inches" were devoted to the early years
surrounding Donnie and Phillip. Now the story picks up after the two men
return from military service in the 1970s. One is already enrolled in
college the other is preparing to do so. I hope some readers can relate to
my story and enjoy it.

All rights are reserved.  This story may not be distributed to any
publications or posted on any site public or private without the express
written permission from the author. Want more of the story? Comments on the
story are welcome. Address your comments to Randy at bn2rumpranger (at)
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Envious, The Homecoming

The Reunion

The two recently reunited high school friends rode through the night
towards motel row on the outskirts of town in silence. The recently
released military men were fully aroused as they rode through the
darkness. They were deep into personal thoughts about what was about to
take place. Donnie, the older of the two by months, had arrived back home
about six months before his best friend Phillip. He had been released from
active duty early to attend college and had just made the registration
cutoff date. The college freshman hadn't had any sexual contact with anyone
for those months since arriving back in the states. All he had done to
relieve the sexual frustration in his life for months was pulling his pud.

With a raging hard-on that was literally aching to break free, needy for
attention, Donnie was envisioning a robust reunion of mutually satisfying
sex with his old friend whom he'd engaged in experimental sex with
throughout high school. He needed Phillip, hopefully to help him fill the
void in his life due to the loss of his last lover.

There had only been a handful of sexual partners since he and Phillip last
engaged in sex during the high school years. Most were clumsy one night
stands fumbling round trying to find quick release for pent up sexual
frustration. Of course there were the long weekends and leave time holed up
in hotel rooms. Donnie had become so much more educated about sex since
those naïve experimental years back in high school. However, it was his
last partner who'd taught Donnie so much more, a partner that he was
missing and longing for on a daily basis.

Unlike Donnie's older brother he hadn't gone to Vietnam due to the U.S.
pullout; instead, Donnie had been sent to Korea for thirteen months. About
three months into his thirteen months tour Donnie met and eventually fell
in love with his young martial arts instructor.

Kim was a Korean solider who taught martial arts during off duty
hours. Both young soldiers were assigned to the joint headquarters command
at Yongsan which is located in Seoul. They met by way of martial arts
training. Kim was a black belt and one of the assistant instructors at the
dojang where they practiced.

The twenty-one year old Korean solider took Donnie under his wing as a
novice, training him in Korean martial arts and wrestling as well as the
art of making love. Kim proved to be a virile individual, shattering the
myth about Asian men being small and weak. Kim stood six feet one inches
tall with a well-toned muscular physique. He also had a dick about a half
inch longer than Donnie's six and half inches when erect. Within a few
weeks of their initial meeting Donnie and Kim discovered that they were
both gay and fell in love with each other.

Kim had a small one room place in Seoul where the two would steal away for
sexual trysts when ever possible. During the remaining nine months Donnie
was assigned to Korea he and Kim became lovers -- a committed couple. The
two were so deeply committed to each other that it was a tearfully sad day
when Donnie left to return to the states.

The night before the day the two parted all they could do was hold each
other and cry, knowing that they may never see each other again. Of course
each promised the other they would stay in touch. They also promised each
other they would eventually see each other again one day, reuniting as
lovers. Thus far they had not broken the first part of the promise, keeping
in touch by way of mail at least once a week.

Someday Donnie would to tell Phillip about Kim, but that would come
later. The upcoming rendezvous that night was about the two old friends
reuniting, hopefully for an unforgettable sexual marathon. Donnie was
looking forward to not only feeling and tasting his best bud's new
uncovered cock, but put into practice some of the sexual techniques he'd
acquired over the past couple years, especially those he and Kim had
practiced together.

Donnie had always known Phillip to have an uncut cock, so this was going to
be a new experience for both of them. For years Donnie fantasized about
what his buddy's glans might look like with the foreskin removed, exposing
what he thought from what he could see beneath the foreskin would be a very
prominently pronounced cockhead. The quick reveal a few minutes earlier in
Phillip's folk's garage was definitely not disappointing.

In a few more moments Donnie was about to see the thing of his fantasies up
close, feeling and tasting it for the first time since Phillip had his
surgery.  But first Donnie needed to make a stop, so Donnie asked the cab
driver, "Pull into that all-night drug store."

"What's up?" Phillip asked.

"Need to get something for the party," Donnie replied, "Be right back."

With that said Donnie quickly slid out of the backseat of the cab, pushing
his hard dick down as he stood up before entering the all-night drug
store. He made his purchase and returned to the cab in a matter of
minutes. The cabby asked the boys, "You guys know where you're goin yet?"

"Just lookin for a motel room to party for the weekend," Donnie said, "A
place where we can call a couple chicks to party with."

"Okay. I think I know the place," The cabby replied.

"We don't want some fleabag place. Somethin decent where we can have some
fun with the girls," Phillip said.

"This place is clean, within walking distance to a liquor store and a
couple decent eating places," the cabby replied, "I know the night manager
and he won't ask any questions, especially because you all don't have any
bags."

"Cool," Both boys replied from the backseat.

The cab driver pulled into a respectable appearing motel, collected his
fare and wished the boys luck as they exited his cab. The two went inside
where they got a room. In a matter of minutes they'd registered and were in
the room with a single bed. They tossed the bottles of beer on the chair in
the room. Donnie put his bag from the drugstore on the dresser.

"So, what's in the bag?" Phillip asked.

"A bottle of baby oil, some rubbers and other stuff," Donnie replied.

"Fuck! That sounds exciting," Phillip exclaimed.

Phillip was looking forward to having his dick sucked by his old
buddy. Both boys immediately began striping off their street clothes before
entering the shower together. Once in the shower Donnie took charge bathing
his younger friend in a most sensuous manner, listening to his old friend
grunt and groan under his touch. After showering and drying off Donnie
said, "I can't wait to suck that marvelous looking dick of yours," pushing
Phillip back onto the big bed.

The younger of the duo was looking up at a smiling Donnie standing over him
admiring Phillip's naked body with its raging hard-on while the older boy
was looking down on his friend with anticipation. Donnie didn't want to
jump on the magnificent piece of man meat and have Phillip explode in a
matter of seconds. He wanted to work him up and then slack off several
times before bringing him off in an explosive orgasm. Something he had
learned from Kim.

Kim had taught Donnie so much about sexual pleasure and satisfaction,
especially engaging in tactile sense. Donnie remembered the first time Kim
made love to him. How he delicately caressed, kissed and stroked his naked
body for hours before letting him cum. Kim had such skilful fingers, lips
and especially his tongue. The two would lie on the Korean soldier's bed
doing nothing but touching each other for hours before engaging in the
final stages of a sexual act, bringing about atomic bomb orgasms. That was
how Donnie envisioned the night going with Phillip.

The older somewhat wiser boy dropped to his knees at the foot of the bed
between Phillip's splayed legs, bending forward he began tenderly kissing
Phillip's stomach. He could feel Phillip's hard hot cock touching his neck
and chest. Donnie began working his fingers and lips around Phillip's lithe
body, listening for outcries of pleasure. He was making mental notes of
those areas that brought about moans and whimpers of pleasure. Donnie
wasn't going to make a move on Phillip's dick at first. That would be the
finale. He was planning the attack on Phillip's body the same way Kim had
done that first night they spent together.

The Korean martial artist had worked on Donnie's body for over three hours
before letting him cum, bringing him off in the most powerful orgasm the
young American soldier had ever experienced in his life. After that Kim
fucked his soldier-lover until almost dawn before they both busted a nut
for the second time. Donnie had never experienced anything like that in his
life. Both young soldiers drug their asses from sexual exhaustion the next
day at work.

Work was something neither Donnie nor Phillip had to worry about as the
next day was Sunday, and Monday was a holiday. Donnie continued caressing
and stroking Phillip's legs, moving towards his feet. Feet were another
area that Kim had introduced Donnie to that first night. Donnie kneeled at
the foot of the bed where he began kissing and fondling Phillip's feet,
first one and then the other listening to the moaning become louder.

In the shower Donnie had made sure that he washed Phillip's feet well,
especially in between the toes. Both boys had great looking feet. Donnie
worked his way all a round the size twelve foot, kissing and licking the
spots that made Phillip jerk and moan. He then began kissing the tips of
Phillip's toes. Something that brought howls of happiness.

Donnie was remembering what his Drill Sergeant in Basic Combat Training
told the men about their feet. He said that a soldier's primary mode of
transportation was his feet; therefore, a soldier had to take care of his
feet above all. For those that didn't they would fall behind and be fair
game for predators, meaning the enemy. Between personal hygiene in sports
while in high school and couple years in the Army Donnie and Phillip had
taken care of their feet well.

Not all men respond equally to bodily touches, but Phillip seemed to
appreciate what Donnie was doing to him from the gurgling groans coming
forth. After spending time titillating Phillip's beautiful feet and toes
Donnie began moving back up his powerful appearing legs.  Donnie was going
to spend a few minutes kissing and nibbling the well-defined legs that were
covered with a light dusting of dark hair: first behind the knees and then
moving onto the inner thighs. Donnie was gently kissing and licking these
much neglected erogenous zones while Phillip squirmed. Unlike Donnie who
had been an administrative type in the Army Phillip had been an
Infantryman.

Infantrymen build muscle simply by the work they perform on a daily basis
such as marching, carrying load bearing equipment, weapons and packs. Then
after all that they still have time for physical fitness training. Phillip
had just been released from active duty, so he was still somewhat of a lean
mean fighting machine. Donnie was planning to bypass Phillip's genital area
moving up to some of the well-defined upper body erogenous zones, but he
just had to make a stop to admire the beautifully circumcised crimson
cockhead.

The talented doctor that performed the circumcision had done a magnificent
job. The uncovered cockhead was a work of art. The long shaft was dark,
curving back gently towards the bellybutton. Phillip's cock reminded his
friend of a gold scepter with a ruby crown; however, this scepter's crown
appeared to be leaking a semi-clear fluid. Donnie sat there on his knees
between Phillip's legs with his hands planted on the outside of each
powerful thigh taking the beauty. All he could do was gasp looking down on
the radiant beauty: a crimson cockhead with a pronounced burgundy band.
Donnie knew he wasn't supposed to make advancement on the engorged glans,
but he had to have just one little taste of the substance oozing from the
piss slit before moving on up Phillip's body.

As Donnie was watching, the big cock was jumping with anticipation,
awaiting the touch of Donnie's soft moist lips on the vibrant vermillion
crown. Donnie could almost feel the warmth radiating off the throbbing
member, listening to the echo in his head of Phillip yelling, "Suck on
it. Oh man suck it. For Christ sakes man suck that big motherfucker."

Against better judgment Donnie lowered his head letting his moist lips make
slight tactile contact with the ruby crown. Once his lips touched the crown
the tip of his tongue swept across the dome, lapping up the creamy ooze
from the glistening glans. Donnie thought to himself, rather bland, but
tasty. Again, his tongue made another sweeping motion scooping up more of
nectar flowing from Phillip's piss slit.

Once again he heard the demands from Phillip to suck it; instead, Donnie
slithered up the front of his best bud's lithe well-defined body. When he
got to Phillip's face it appeared red and angry with frustration. Donnie
could feel the heat radiating as well as the heart beating from the man
beneath him; it was racing and there were beads of perspiration dotting his
forehead. Phillip ask in a somewhat annoyed tone, "Ah man when you gonna
suck that motherfucker?"

"In time, in time my man," Donnie replied easing his face down into the
face and neck region of his old bud beneath him. He began kissing all over
Phillip's face, then moving around to his ears where he began whispering
all the things he wanted the two of to them to do before the weekend ended.
Phillip was breathing rapidly. The two could feel their dicks touching as
they squirmed around grinding their pubic areas together.

Donnie was in control of the situation. He was targeting areas of the neck
below and behind the ears, nibbling and softly biting, lightly sucking on
areas leaving little reminders of a night of passion. Phillip was clearly
excited. More excited than Donnie could ever remember from their high
school days. He knew there was no use targeting Phillip's nipples. Donnie
had years ago discovered that Phillip's nipples were not sensitive areas.
Donnie would slowly work his way back down Phillip's body targeting the
bull's-eye of his desire.