Date: Tue, 23 Mar 1999 03:03:33 GMT
From: Art Thomas <arthom@hotmail.com>
Subject: Manny's Wish

This is a continuing account of experiences I had during my years in the
military.  My first story, "Billy's Gift" was about my first field
assignment at a remote radar site on the Bering Sea.  The following
story takes place after I returned from my one year tour of duty in
Alaska.  The places and characters (with some changes) are true but the
sex is pure fantasy; what I wished had happened, but alas...  Thanks to
all who wrote me about "Billy's Gift".  I hope the following continues
to entertain you as well.
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Manny's Wish - Part I


Thursday Noon

     "Bye Mom," I said as she grasped me in her arms and kissed me on
the lips.  "You be careful, now" she admonished "and don't go picking up
any hitchhikers!"

     "I won't" I replied as I turned to my Dad who was waiting his turn
to wish me farewell.  "Call us as soon as you get there" he ordered in
his gruff voice and I said that I would.  We hugged and I turned to go
down the steps to my new Oldsmobile.  The last two and a half weeks were
very nice at my folk's home and I got plenty of rest.  But now I was
ready for some action!  I had about twelve days left on my 30-day leave
and I was going to spend it with my true love!

     "I love you," I yelled to my parents as I got into the car and
started the engine. It was a very hot July day, noon in Central Texas,
and I couldn't wait to check out the air conditioning in my new buggy.
It was a sleek Cutlass, pale green with chrome and silver stripes down
each side.  I was on an all-time high as I cruised down the highway
heading for Houston.  It would be a little over four hours before I got
to John's place and my dick, sensing some action after a long period of
no sex, strained in my shorts.  Will he still want me after twelve
months, I wondered?

     I remembered our farewell over a year ago.  It was in his apartment
and the sex we had was out of this world!  We both knew that I would be
gone for a long time and we wanted this to be extra special.  And it
was!  The kissing, hugging, licking, sucking, fucking and just about
everything else we could do in one night went on until daylight.  When
John took me to the airport for my flight to Seattle the next morning I
was completely shot.  I think I slept all the way to Seattle.

     Driving through Bryan I thought of the special friend I had at
Texas A&M when we were in college several years ago.  I wondered where
Jim was now.  He and I met at a football game when we were juniors and
just seemed to be attracted to each other.  Although I was going to TCU
in Ft. Worth, we managed to get together about every two or three months
for some real hot sex.  Jim was going into the Army after college and I
went into the Air Force so we never saw each other after graduation.  I
wondered if he had found anyone to come to his bed while he was in the
Army.  He was kind of shy and, although receptive to my advances, never
took the initiative to try anything.

     My reverie was broken by a news flash on the radio that Hurricane
Belle was in the Gulf and headed towards New Orleans.  I hoped it stayed
away long enough so that I could get through Louisiana and Mississippi,
after I had a few days with John.  Or maybe it would come onshore quick
like some big storms do and be gone by the time I hit the Big Easy.
Well, I'm not going to worry about it, I thought.  I've got twelve days
to get to my base in Florida, which is plenty of time.

     I stopped for gas and a bite to eat in College Station, hoping that
I might get a glimpse of some of the hunks who were going to school at
Texas A&M.  However, since it was summer, I didn't expect to see very
many students.  At the Dairy Queen, as I sat outside in the sweltering
heat eating my burger, I did notice some young studs drive up in their
car.  They were laughing and carrying on like college kids do.  One was
really nice and showed a big basket pushing out his tennis shorts as he
went to order his food.  I leered at him and he looked back at me and
smiled.  My dick did a jerk and all of a sudden I was in lust!  Little
did he know how I longed to ravish his body right here.  I was that
horny, after spending so long in isolation in Alaska.  But then he
turned back to his friends and they went and sat in their car to eat.
Damn! I thought, I'd really like to see more of him.  But, they finished
eating and drove off after the hunk got out to throw their garbage in
the trashcan.  He did (I'm certain!) smile at me again as he got back
into the car.  Oh well, I sighed, another opportunity missed.

     Back in my car I continued my journey to Houston, wondering if John
will be home.  I wrote to him from Alaska saying that I would stop by
and see him this week.  He didn't answer my letter and there wasn't
anything from him at my folk's home waiting for me.  I thought about
calling him but decided that I'd rather surprise him; I wanted to see
the look on his face when he opens his door and sees me standing there!

     Reaching the outskirts of Houston, I had to stop and check the map
again to be sure of his residential area.   I had been to his apartment
building many times before but things sure changed in the year I was
gone.  Mostly road construction and stuff like that.  He lived near Rice
University so I got on I-610 and headed for his place.  Unfortunately, I
didn't do a very good job of timing my arrival in Houston and got stuck
in the five o'clock rush traffic.  It took me almost an hour to get to
his apartment from I-610 (I had forgotten what big city traffic was
like...almost made me homesick for the remoteness of Alaska...NOT! :)  I
was a bunch of frazzled nerves when I finally did pull up in front of
his building.  Walking up to his door, I noticed that the place really
hadn't changed much.  I wasn't sure that he would be home.  John was an
investigator in the city's social welfare office and since it was only
5:30 p.m. he might still be at his office.  I rang his doorbell and
waited.  Shortly, I heard the lock click and the door began opening.  I
was all set to rush into his arms when there in front of me stood the
most gorgeous looking Hispanic boy that I've ever seen!  I was stunned
by his beauty.  He couldn't have been more than 15 years old.  Neither
one of us said a word for what seemed like a long time.  Finally he
flashed a smile that would melt an iceberg and said, "Hi! I bet you're
Tommy."

     "Uh, duh, yeah," I stammered, still overwhelmed by this exquisite
creature in front of me.

     "Come on in" he said stepping aside.  "It's cooler in here and I
don't want to let the heat in."

     "Uh, yeah, thanks" I kept stammering, still not able to comprehend
this awesome person.  If he had said 'Go jump off the railing' I would
have done so without hesitation, even though we were on the third floor!
I was so taken with him that I didn't realize that my mouth was still
open and drool was sliding down my chin.

     "John isn't home yet," he offered, "but he should be coming soon.
He works downtown at the welfare office and usually gets home about 6
o'clock," he explained.

     "Oh, OK" I said.  "Can I wait here?"

     "Sure" he smiled that heart-rending smile of his that made me weak
and want to faint.  "I'm Manny," he said as he offered his hand.

     "Uh, hello Manny" I manage to get out and grasped his cool, soft
palm.  Electricity pulsed through my veins at his touch.  My God, I
thought, I've got to get hold of myself.  Maybe I've had too much sun, I
said to myself, feeling weak in the knees.

     "Can I get you something to drink?" he offered.  "We've got iced
tea and soft drinks.  John doesn't drink so I can't offer you a beer or
anything," he was explaining as I stared at his handsome face and then
down to his torso.  He was not muscular but was shaped very nicely for a
teenager, from what I could tell through his droopy tee shirt.  My eyes
wandered down to his basket.  He had shorts on and they did reveal a
slight bulge with slender, hairless legs stretching below the shorts.
His skin had a mellow golden sheen to it and his ebony hair came just to
his neck.  I would guess that Manny was about five seven or eight and
weighed about 140 pounds.

     "Uh, yeah," I said, "iced tea would be great."

     "Have a seat and I'll be right back," he said as he turned to go
into what I surmised was the kitchen.  As he walked away from me my eyes
dropped to his ass, a thing of beauty in itself.  It was so round and
plump and it took every bit of my energy not to reach out and grope
those delicious buns.

     Good God, I thought, who is this Adonis and where did John get him?
I knew that John liked boys but this was just too much to be real!  As I
was sitting there with a million thoughts racing through my mind, I
heard a key in the door.  It opened and in came John, squinting in the
darkened room, trying to see his way.

     "Manny, I'm home," he yelled out.   Then he saw me sitting on the
couch and yelled, "Tommy!"  He came rushing to me, grabbed me around my
waist and gave me the biggest and sloppiest kiss I've ever had (John was
always a wet kisser!).  "My God," he said as we unclinched  "I didn't
expect you so soon!"  I just kept holding on to him, not wanting to let
go.  God, he felt so good after all these months!

     Manny came into the room carrying two glasses of iced tea.  "Tommy,
have you met my roommate, Manuel Ortega?  Manny is starting at Rice this
summer" John said.

     "Rice University?" I asked with a little bit of incredulity in my
voice, seeing that he was so young.

     "Yes," John laughed, "he was an honor student and class
valedictorian in high school last year and Rice gave him a full
scholarship.  He's going to summer school to get a head start on the
other freshman," John offered.

     "You look so young" I said to Manny.  "I thought you would be a
freshman in high school, not college!"

     "Oh, I'm 19," he said.  "I know I look real young.  A lot of people
think the same as you."

     The conversation continued with small, polite talk about how did I
like Alaska, where was I going next and do I think I'll make a career
out of the military.  While we were chatting, my mind began thinking
about what happens now.  Is John sleeping with this young god?  Where do
I fit in? Should I just leave, saying I need to get to my next
assignment?  Where will I spend the night?  It's getting late to find a
motel room.  Damn, I wished that I had called ahead!

     "Well, you must be tired from your drive," said John.  "Come on and
I'll show you to your room.  How long will you be staying with us?"

     "I, uh, well, I thought maybe a couple of days," I stammered.

     "Good!" said John.  "If you can stay until Sunday, we'll have some
of our friends over for a get-together Saturday night.  Manny's brother
is in the Air Force and he's home on leave.  He'll be here with his
roommate."

     "Roommate?" I questioned.

     "Yeah.  Eduardo's roommate is from San Antonio and they're getting
ready to return to their base on Sunday.  They're stationed at Keesler
AFB in Biloxi," he informed me.

     "Keesler!" I said.  "I'll be going right by there."

     "Hey, maybe you can give them a ride," said John.  "They were
planning on taking the bus.  They're only Airmen Third Class and can't
afford a car yet.  They've been in the service for less than a year.
They're going to Radio Operator's school at Keesler."

     "Sure, I'd be glad to give them a ride," I said.  "When do they
have to be back at the base?"

     "I think they're due back on Monday," said John.  "We can ask
Manny.  Hey Manny," John yelled back to the living room, "when do
Eduardo and Homero have to back at Keesler?"

     "Lunes!...Monday!" was shouted from the other room, Manny quickly
correcting himself.

     John smiled.  "We speak in Spanish most of the time around the
house.  It's Manny's native tongue and helps me to improve my Spanish.
But I've told him to speak English when we have friends over."  John was
moving some things around in the bedroom to make room for me.  I leered
at his tight ass as he bent over to move some boxes.  God, how I wanted
to get on my knees and nuzzle that sweet ass!  My cock began stiffening
in my shorts as he kept presenting me with the view that I have been
dreaming about a whole year!

     "We kinda use this room for storage so it's sorta messy," he
apologized.  "Where are your things?" he asked.

     "Oh, they're in the car," I replied.  "I'll go get them."

     "Manny can do that for you," John said.  "You'll get Tommy's things
out of his car for him won't you Manny?" John shouted down the hall.

     "Si...Sure," Manny yelled back.  "Give me your keys and tell me
which car it is," he said coming down the hall.

     I handed him my keys and described my car and he was out the door
in a flash.

     I looked at John who was grinning from ear to ear.  "My God, John,"
I gasped "where did you find him?"

     John approached, put his arms around me pulling me to him.  "I had
to find someone to keep me warm at night while you were gone," he said
grinning and planting another one of his wet kisses on my lips.

     I moaned and stabbed my tongue into his mouth.  "Oh God I've missed
you so much" I said between moans and kisses.  He pressed his body
closer and I could feel his seven-inch erection scraping against my
rigidity.

     "Oh Tommy, I've missed you so much too.  I'm sorry, I just couldn't
face all those nights alone without you.  I had to have someone to love
and to love me.  I found Manny and took him in.  At first he slept in
the guest room but then things started to happen and we ended up lovers.
Oh Tommy, I love you but I also love Manny so very much.  He really
needs me."

     "Well, I sure can't blame you there," I said with wonderment.
"He's one of the most beautiful boys I've ever seen.  And I'm not saying
that just because I've been in isolation so long.  You are so lucky to
have found him."

     "I know," said John.  "And I cherish him.  Sometimes I think of him
as my own son.  I need to tell you something about him."  My eyes grew
wide as I wondered what he was about to say.  "Manny was terribly abused
by his father, ever since he was eight years old when his mother died.
About a year and a half ago, that shithead of a father took him down in
the barrio and sold him to anyone who wanted to use Manny for their
sexual purposes."  I gasped, not able to comprehend how a father could
do something like that to his own son.

     "Manny was brutally raped, over and over, and if the police hadn't
come along at the right time they would have killed him," John
continued.  "He spent almost six months in the hospital.  He was so
badly hurt, both physically and mentally, that he refused to speak at
all in the hospital, just lying there and slowly dying.  The doctor's
tried to talk to him but he just wouldn't respond.  I was the
investigator for Social Services on the case.  I would visit him every
day trying to get him to respond to me.  I guess Manny started trusting
me because he finally began talking after my fifth visit.  He told me
that he would rather die than go back to his father's house.  I
continued to visit him during his recuperation and when he was released
from the hospital I just brought him home with me.  The police are still
looking for his father but they think he may have escaped to Mexico."

     "My God!" I exclaimed.  "Is he ok now?"

     "Yes, he's making great progress.  As I told you, he was an honor
student in his senior year of high school and received the scholarship
to Rice.  Many colleges and universities offered him scholarships but he
wanted to stay with me.  He's a mathematical genius...some say he's a
savant, but he's pretty young for that, I think," John offered.

     We walked back into the living room and sat down together on the
couch, holding hands.  "Well, he certainly is a beautiful boy," I
smiled. "Does he know about us?" I asked.

     "Yes," replied John "he's aware of our relationship."

     "Do you two...er, have, ah...sex?" I meekly asked?

     "Oh Yes!" John exclaimed.  "He's a very passionate young man, like
most Latinos!"

     "I'll bet he's great in bed" I surmised.

     "Like a wild tiger," laughed John "and very vocal.  But we do not
do anal sex because he is still healing.  More mental healing than
physical," he explained.  "And that's why he needs lots of love and why
I want to be here for him."

     "Well, I certainly envy you having such a handsome young man to
share your bed," I said with a smile.  "And knowing you, John, you are
the perfect person to give him all of the love that he needs to get
better."

     "If Manny agrees and you feel like it then maybe you can join us in
our bed tonight.  I want you so much!" John said with desire.

     "What!" I shouted.  "You'd share him with me?"

     "Well, it wouldn't be the first time.  We had a four-way," smiled
John. "Eduardo and Homero slept with us the other night and it was
awesome!"

     "Good God, John, are you running a bawdy house?"  I laughed, trying
to imagine what it would be like with three young, virile studs laying
all over me.  I started to get hard just thinking about it.

     "You know," said John, "I could call Eduardo and see if they want
to come over tonight and then we could really have an orgy!" he laughed.

     At that moment Manny came through the door lugging my suitcases.
As he started down the hallway to the guest room, John said "I was just
telling Tommy that maybe we should invite Eduardo and Homero over to
spend the night with us. What do you think?"

     Manny stopped still, dropping the suitcases on the floor.  As he
turned around to face us I saw pain cross his face as he thought about
sharing his lover.  Then he looked down at the floor and quietly said,
"Are you sure?  I thought that maybe you and Tommy would want to be
alone together."

     John jumped up and ran to him.  "Sweetheart," he whispered as he
embraced Manny, "I want to be with you.  I just thought it would be nice
if we all got together.  Tommy said that he would drive Eduardo and
Homero to Keesler Sunday so I thought this would be a good time for them
to get acquainted."

     Big tears started running down Manny's face as he clutched John to
him. "Lo siento, Juan" he sobbed.  "Es que no quiero perderte.  Pensaba
que..."

     "Speak English," John said, interrupting him.

     Manny looked at me and then said to John, "I just thought that you
and Tommy would want to sleep together like you did before and I'd have
to sleep in the guest room."

     "Oh my sweet boy," said John, kissing his tear stained cheeks, "No,
you'll still sleep with me.  I will never leave you.  Never!"

     My own tears started to well up as I witnessed this tender scene
between two lovers.  "I'm pretty tired from the drive," I said, "so
maybe I'll just rest tonight and then we'll see about tomorrow."  I
really wanted to be with John this night but I didn't want to hurt
Manny, who obviously was a very sensitive young man.

     John looked over at me with a knowing smile and silently mouthed
'Thank you' and pulled Manny down to the couch with him, setting him on
his lap and cradling his head to John's chest.  "My baby has had a rough
life," John said while planting tender kisses on Manny's face, "and I
promised him that I would take good care of him."

     I reached over and caressed Manny's arm.  "Manny, I would never
come between you and John.  We have been lovers in the past, yes, but
now he has you and I will be leaving soon so don't you worry about him
and me.  You just take care of him while I'm away."

     Manny reached across and pulled me to him, kissing me on the lips.
"Thank you, Tommy. I love you," he said.  My eyes again filled with
tears for this beautiful, loving child.

     A long moment of silence ensued, with Manny laying in John's arms
and John looking at him with love and compassion.  After what seemed
like long minutes, John announced, "I'm hungry.  I'll bet you are too,
Tommy, and knowing Manny, he's always hungry!"

     Manny grinned that heart-melting grin of his. "What are we going to
eat?"

     John looked at me.  "I'll bet Tommy hasn't had any good Mexican
food in a long time."

     "You got that right," I said, my mouth watering at the thought.  "I
dreamed about eating authentic Mexican food for a year!"

     "There's a nice little Mexican restaurant nearby," said John.
Looking at Manny, he asked, "Should we invite Eduardo and Homero to join
us?  It'll be my treat."

     "Oh no," I said, "I'm paying half."

     "It's a deal," said John, and started to get up, tenderly laying
Manny down on the couch.

     "Do I have time for a quick shower?" I asked.  "I kinda smell after
that long drive."

     Manny leaned over to me, sniffed the air, and said jokingly, "I was
wondering what that stink was!"

     "Oh, so you think I stink, do you," I said, grabbing Manny and
tickling him as he began giggling and laughing.  He was laughing so hard
but I kept tickling him and he started gasping for air.  My hand brushed
against his crotch as he squirmed and I felt his rigid member.

     I guess I left my hand on his cock too long because he started
squealing, "John, he's trying to rape me!"  I knew that he was just
playing but I immediately became hard and it took all of my willpower
not to rip his clothes off and do just that!

     "Ok, you two," laughed John, "you're going to get yourselves into a
state and no telling what will erupt!"

     I laughed and said "I haven't had this much fun in a very long
time.  Manny, you are one very sexy dude!  I don't mind if I do erupt
right here...it'll be worth it!"

     With that, Manny reached down and grabbed my raging hardon through
my shorts and started to pump.  "Oh, my God," I gasped, "don't stop!
Whatever you do, don't stop!"

     Squealing and laughing, he clutched my prick harder and speeded up
his jerking.  All of a sudden, I felt the juices rising and I came right
there in my shorts.

     "Oh God," I cried, "oh God.  Oh Manny," I was blubbering now.  "Oh
man, oh God!" is all I could manage to get out.

     John stood there grinning as he watched his baby bring me off.
Manny, however, thought that he had gone too far and became scared and
started tearing up again.  "Lo siento, Tommy," he cried, "I'm sorry."

     He jumped up and flew into John's arms, sobbing.  "I'm sorry,
John," he kept sobbing.

     "It's ok, sweetheart," John said soothingly into Manny's ear, "it's
ok. I really think Tommy enjoyed that," he said with a very large grin.

     I just lay on the couch, completely spent.  "Thanks, my sweet
friend," I said to Manny.  "Now I really do need a shower!" I exclaimed
as I touched my cum soaked shorts.

     "Well, we'd better get ready for dinner if we're going before the
crowd gets there," said John.  "I'll call Eduardo to see if they want to
go with us and then I'll call for reservations while you take a shower"
he said looking at me.

     Eduardo and Homero did join us for dinner and we had a wonderful
time.  The food was some of the best I've ever tasted and it was the
most delicious meal I had in over a year!

     Eduardo, Manny's older brother by two years, was almost as
good-looking as Manny.  And Homero, his roommate from San Antonio, was a
great big Hispanic youth, muscular and very handsome and packing what
looked to be a very substantial amount of male goody!  I thought, 'This
is going to be a very nice trip to Mississippi with these two to keep me
company.'  I thought how nice it would be if I could manage to spend a
night or two with these studs.  Little did I know then that my wish
would come true, but in ways that I never dreamed of!

     After dinner we dropped Eduardo and Homero off at their place, and
returned to John and Manny's apartment where I collapsed in my bed and
passed out, I was so tired.


Friday Morning

      I awake to the smell of coffee and bacon cooking.  I'm starving
and can eat anything that is offered at this point.  Rising with my
usual piss hard on, I slip into the bathroom and let it all drain out
with a big sigh of relief.  I didn't close the bathroom door and as I
flush the toilet I hear a giggle behind me.  Turning around without
putting my cock back in my briefs, I see Manny staring at my crotch with
a big grin on his face.

     "Mmmmm," he says seductively, "that's some equipment you have
there."

     "You better be thankful that John's here to protect you, you hunky
stud," I say chuckling, "otherwise I'd take you down right here and fuck
your brains out!"

     "Promises, promises," he taunts, giggling all the time.  "And for
your information, Mr. Macho Man, John's not home.  He's gone to the
office for a few hours!"

     With that I roar at the top of my voice and start after him.  Manny
lets out a loud screech and starts running down the hall towards the
living room, laughing and giggling all the way.  We dodge and race
around the furniture, whooping and crying until tears come.  Finally, he
runs out of breath and collapses on the couch.  As I stand menacingly
over him, trying to decide whether I should take this any further or
not, he reaches up and grabs my erection that's still poking through my
briefs.  I am caught off guard and for a second just stand still feeling
the warmth of his hand on my cock.  I moan and press forward into his
soft, warm hand.  He starts jacking me and I'm getting close to shooting
again, just as we did last night.

     "Oh, Manny, I don't want you to stop but what if John ..." I can't
finish the sentence.  I really don't want him to stop.  Manny reaches
for my underwear and pulls my briefs down my legs.  "Oh, Manny, please,
I don't want John to..." but Manny stands up, hugs me, plants a kiss on
my eager mouth and says "John told me to take care of you and this is
the best way I know how!"

     I step out of my briefs and start unbuttoning his shirt.  "No,
wait," he says.  "Let's go to the bedroom."

     He pulls me along by my hardness and I follow like a sheep going to
the slaughter.

     "Are you sure this is what John meant?" I gasp as he continues to
massage my meat.

     "Oh yes," says Manny.  "John said I should do anything to make you
comfortable and feel at home."

     "Well, I'm not sure he meant that you had to do this," I manage to
say between gasps.

     "Don't you want to do this?" he asks with a hurt look.

     "Oh yes!" I gulp.  "I just don't think John would approve of you
and me having sex."  What am I saying? I cry to myself.  Here's this
gift from heaven wanting to make love and I'm trying to talk him out of
it!  I should have my head examined!

     We get to the guest room and Manny pulls me inside.  "Lay down on
the bed" he instructs.  Like a dutiful slave I do what he commands.
Manny begins removing his clothes, slow and sensuous, like he's doing a
striptease.  Oh, God, I think to myself, John's going to kill us both.
But I am so filled with desire and lust I just don't care.  I want to
make love to this boy so much and my desires wipe out any hesitation I
may have.  I watch his every move, drooling with anticipation.  My hard
cock, dripping precum, is aching for release as I see him remove his
boxers and display the perfect body!  He is absolutely perfect in every
way.  He is an angel!  No one has ever looked so perfect.  His body is
all boy, soft and pleasurable.  His six-inch cut cock stands straight up
out of a dense forest of black hair.  His balls, hairless and hanging
loose, are a dark gold color.  His black eyes sparkle as he approaches
me, licking his tongue across his lips.  At his first touch I nearly
pass out!  He easily climbs over me and very slowly lowers his body
toward mine.  I look straight up into his deep black eyes and wonder why
God is being so good to me!

     "Don't move," he says.   Don't move? I scream to myself.  I'm dying
to wrap this wonder body in my arms and legs and he tells me 'Don't
move!'   I lay in utter anguish, writhing in lust, waiting for him to
descend upon my body.  His penis touches mine and I'm engulfed with
fire.  I can't hold it any longer and seize him with every fiber of my
being.  All of a sudden he starts giggling.  He squirms in my arms and
puts his tender sweet lips to mine.  I have died and gone to heaven!  We
dance our bodies together, our tongues battling for penetration.  My
muscles shiver as he rides me like a bucking bronco.  I feel the juices
rising in my groin, my balls pulling up tight to my abdomen.  Oh no, I
shudder, let it last.   The constant wriggling of his body against mine
is too much and I blast my cum up across our chests. "Aaaagggghhhh," I
scream as my balls empty their contents.  My eruption continues as Manny
slips and slides across me, causing my cock to continue it's spasms.

     Finally, descending from my orgasm, I lay there spent with my chest
heaving.

     "Did you like that?" Manny says with his boyish grin.

     "Good God," I gasp.  "That was something."  I pull his face to mine
and press my lips to his.  Our tongues begin a battle for supremacy and
his hard cock begins grinding into me again.  "Mmmm," I mumble, pulling
away from his mouth, "you taste wonderful!"

     "Tommy," he whispers in my ear "will you make me come?"


Manny's Wish - Part II

  "Of course, my love" I say.  I move down his body and smell the aroma
of my cum and his boy scent.  "Mmmm" I repeat, "you smell good, too!"
My mouth finds his young hardness and I begin to lick his penis, down
one side and back up the other.  His pubic hair tickles my nose and I'm
feeling so much love for this child.  I move to his tender ballsack and
gently lick his young eggs.  I suck them both into my mouth, glorying in
this exquisite boy.  Moving up, my lips kiss his turgid tool, sucking
his precum that's mixed with my cum.  It's delicious!  He groans as my
mouth engulfs his penis and he plunges it down my throat.  One hand
caresses his balls while the other roams across his abdomen, darting
here and there, and reaching up to his boyish nipples.

     I roll him over on his back, continuing to pay homage to his
youthful manhood.  My fingers begin probing his soft ass searching for
entrance. Suddenly Manny stiffens and cries out.

     "Don't!" he yells.

     "Oh Manny," I cry "I'm sorry.  I forgot.  I didn't mean to hurt
you, my sweet angel."  I'm close to tears, fearing that I had hurt this
wonderful child.

     "It's ok," he sighs.  "I'm kinda sore down there.  I had an
accident and it takes so long to heal."

     My mind tells me that he may be too ashamed to admit what happened
so I gently brush my hand across his buttocks and murmur "You are so
soft...just like a baby's butt."

     He giggles and says, "That's what John says.  John loves to kiss
and lick my 'baby's butt.'  Will you suck me some more, please?" he
begs.

     I take his cock back into my mouth and commence licking and
sucking, careful to not let my teeth graze him.  He tastes so wonderful
and velvety.  My own cock starts throbbing again.  As my mouth plunges
down till my nose is buried in his pubic hair, he begins jerking and
writhing.

     "Ah, oh," he gasps "oh Tommy, that feels so good."  He continues to
buck as I suck and fondle his ball sack.  Then I feel his balls start to
draw up and I know he is on the verge.  "Ungh, ungh" he gasps and lifts
his pelvis up and his entire body goes rigid.  A stream of sweet boycum
blasts into my mouth as he begins his orgasm.  "Oh, oh" he yells out,
continuing to spew forth from his pulsing cock.  Hungrily, I suck and
swallow all his sweet juice.  It is the most wonderful taste in the
world!

     As his orgasm subsides, I crawl up to his face, wrap my arms around
him holding him tight to my body, and tenderly kiss his full, soft lips.

     "You are the most wonderful boy...I love you, Manny" I whisper in
his ear.  He looks at me with those deep black eyes and then closes his
eyelids as I plant more kisses all over his face.  I feel so protective
of this vulnerable child...I just want to hold him and never let go.

     "I'm hungry!" he announces out of the blue.

     "Hungry?  Is that all you can think of at this moment?  That you're
hungry?" I say jokingly.

     "Well, John told me to fix you some breakfast so I wasn't going to
eat until you got up," he says.

     "That's very sweet of you, Manny," I say.  "Let's take a quick
shower and then you can fix me a gourmet breakfast."

     We both step into the shower and I get the water temperature set.
I wash his back and legs, taking special care around his tender sweet
anus.  Then I move to his front where I immediately notice his hard
member pointing straight up.  As I softly soap his cock and balls he
moans and presses into me.  I continue stroking his cock with my soapy
hand and soon he's shooting cum against my face.  Opening my mouth, I
try to catch as much of his sweet juice as I can, but I get a big
mouthful of soap and immediately gag.

     "What's wrong?" he says breathlessly.

     Still gagging and spitting, I say "soap!"

     Manny giggles and says "Well, you shouldn't have used so much soap
on my cock."  He lets the spray rinse off of his boyhood and presents it
to me.  "Ok, now it's rinsed off and you can suck all you want to!"

     I couldn't refuse an offer like that and took him back into my
mouth.  The smooth, velvety feeling is something unique to boy's cocks
and I don't think I will ever tire of tasting it!

     "Oh, Tommy," he sighs, "that feels so good.  I wish we could do
this all day!"

     I release his cock and raise up.  "Well, we'd better get cleaned up
before John gets home and finds us like this," I said guiltily.

     "I told you that John said it was ok, that I should take care of
you!" he said with a little exasperation in his voice.  "John doesn't
mind me doing this, especially with his best friend," Manny states.

     "Well, let's not overdo it then," I reply.  ""Better save some for
John when he gets home."

     "Oh, ok," Manny says.  "Tommy, can I ask you something?"

     "Sure, sweetheart, anything you want," I reply.

     "Uh," he hesitates, "don't you want to make love with John like you
used to when you were here before?"

     I look into that sweet face with water running down his cheeks,
thinking 'What do I say?  Do I lie and say, no?  Or do I tell him the
truth and say there's nothing I'd rather do than make love with the one
person who I've been loving for so many years?' I opt for the truth and
say, "Manny dearest, yes, I want to make love with John so bad that I
hurt.  I want to feel his strong body pressed against mine and feel his
hard cock enter my ass.  I won't lie to you.  I've been dreaming about
that for over a year.  But, things are different now. John has a new
lover and new responsibilities.  I am willing to just be able to hold
him and kiss him, knowing that he is taking care of you and you are
taking care of him."  But in my mind, I weep for the loss of the only
true lover I ever wanted; the "Love that I love so well" as Oscar Wilde
wrote to his lover.  I turn my head aside as the tears begin to fall.
Maybe he won't notice since we're in the shower.

     But Manny does notice and wraps his arms around me, softly saying
"It's alright Tommy.  I don't mind if you and John make love.  I know
that he wants you and you want him.  And since my butt is so sore he
hasn't been able to, ah, you know, fuck me, and I know he really wants
to, so I wish that you and John would make love!"

     "Oh Manny," I sigh looking into his eyes "thank you love.  I know
it took a lot of courage to say that and I really love you for it.  But,
let's wait until John gets home and let him decide what we should do."

     "Oh, ok," says Manny as we exit the shower and begin to dry each
other off.

     After a wonderful breakfast that Manny cooked (he is an excellent
cook!) we watch TV and Manny tells me something about his life with
John.  He doesn't talk about his ordeal with his father or the hospital,
but spends most of the time talking about his life since he came to live
with John.  It's obvious from the way he talks that he is deeply in love
with John and could not exist without him.

     About noon, John comes home and says that he heard on the radio
that the hurricane is expected to hit New Orleans this weekend.  He says
that maybe Eduardo and Homero should leave tonight on the bus in order
to get back to the base on time.  I tell him that I will leave first
thing in the morning and that they can still ride with me.  I also tell
him that when these natural disasters happen that the Air Force always
allows some leeway to people on leave and that they will give Eduardo
and Homero an extra day or two to get back safely.  And, I added, I will
be there to vouch for them so maybe an officer's word will help them
out.

     "I'm sorry, John, but this means that we won't be here for your
party tomorrow tonight.  I wish that we could have more time together
but maybe some other time," I say disconsolately, knowing that now I'll
probably not get to make love with him.  Manny sees my sadness and goes
to John.

     "Remember when I was in the hospital and didn't feel like living,
and you promised me that if there was anything I wished for and that if
you could get it for me that you would?" he whispers to John.

     "Yes, Manny, and I meant it.  If it is in my power then I will get
it for you," John says with a lot of love.

     "Then I wish that you and Tommy would spend your last night
together and make love like you did before I came here," Manny says with
an angelic look on his face.

     John gazes into Manny's eyes, at first with questioning, then, as
it dawns on him what Manny is saying, he reaches out and pulls Manny to
him in a full embrace.  "Oh, you are so full of love" he purrs.  "I love
you so much, my baby.   To think that you would want Tommy and me to be
lovers again is almost too much to comprehend!"

     I jump up and rush to them, becoming a part of their embrace,
saying "I love you both so very much!  I wish I could stay here forever
and we could make love, just the three of us!"

     John looks at me with a twinkle in his eye and I knew he was going
to say something funny.  "Well, maybe we can't to it forever but I think
we could for just one night!"

     My heart leaped into my throat, and I was at a loss for words.  I
finally managed to choke out "Oh, John, I do love you so very much.  If
Manny doesn't mind, I would love just one more night, just like it used
to be.  But, of course, this time with Manny, too," I say as I kiss
Manny on the cheek.

     "Ok, then that's settled," says Manny.  "We'll have a love session,
just us three, and it will be like no other love that's ever been made!"

     We stood there, clinging to each other, not wanting to break the
spell of this powerful love between three men.  Finally, John looks up
and says, "I'd better call Eduardo and tell him that you're leaving in
the morning.  You want to get an early start, don't you?" he asked
looking at me.  I nodded and John broke free to go and call Eduardo.

     "Thank you, my darling," I whisper to Manny as I caress his face
with my lips.

      Manny and I maintain our embrace, feeling the love swell within
our hearts.  As I think about the events that took place in the last
twenty-four hours, I'm filled with an overwhelming desire to stay there
with him and John, thinking 'to hell with everything else.'  But, common
sense returns to my conditioned mind and I know that I have to leave
these two in the morning.  John returns from the kitchen and says, "Ok,
they'll be ready at seven a.m.  I'll have to show you how to get to
Luci's house.  She's Manny's and Eduardo's older sister and she's living
with her family in the house that their father abandoned.  It's not hard
to find.  Eduardo and Homero have been staying there because she has
more room,"  he explains.

     I hear a cry and see Manny's face become filled with fear at the
mention of his father.  John takes Manny into his arms and says, "Do not
be afraid, my love.  He will never hurt you again, I promise."  In spite
of the reassuring words, Manny visibly trembles and John again takes him
to the sofa to sit and embrace him while his fears subside.  My love for
this tall, tender man increases tenfold as I realize that he is totally
committed to keeping Manny out of harm's way.  I think, 'Manny, you are
one very lucky young man to have John as your protector.'  'And lover,'
I add with just a twinge of envy.

     After a few minutes Manny quiets down and stops trembling.  John
says that he was planning to barbecue steaks Saturday night at the party
but since everyone would be gone he might as well do them tonight.  He
leaves Manny and me in the living room as he goes to the kitchen to
begin preparations for dinner.  As I sit on the opposite end of the sofa
from Manny, he scoots down to me and crawls into my lap, wrapping his
arms around my neck and putting his head on my chest.  Again, the love
for this boy swells within me and I feel a strong sense of protection
for him.  My arms encircle him and he drifts off to sleep.  'Oh, I don't
want to leave this,' I cry to myself.  'Why can't I have someone like
this to love and protect?' I silently scream to the heavens.  I think
about Billy in Alaska and how he became 'my boy' during the remainder of
my tour up there.  I would love to have brought Billy back with me and
kept him with me, just as John has Manny.  My reverie is broken by Manny
stirring, dreaming.  He settles down again and I close my eyes and drift
off.

     I dream of that first night with Billy.  It was Christmas Eve and I
caught him jacking off in the crypto vault.  We made passionate love
that night and I thought, 'What a wonderful Christmas gift he gave me.'
I see his love nest, winking at me as I prepare to enter him.  My desire
is overwhelming as I press to enter his sweet tunnel.  Just as I'm about
to penetrate his sweet ass, there is a blinding white light.  I struggle
back to wakefulness and open my eyes to see John taking pictures of us.

     Another flash of bright light and John says, seeing that I'm awake,
"Boy, that must have been some dream.  Look, your about to come in your
pants!"

     I look down at my crotch and there's a large circle of wetness
where I've leaked precum.  Immediately I'm embarrassed and try to cover
up but with Manny sitting on me I can't very well.  Manny wakes with my
shifting around and I notice that he too has had a sexy dream as his
shorts show a wet spot.

     "What I want to know is, did you both have the same dream?" laughed
John.

     "Not very likely," I grin.  "Mine was about a certain young man in
Alaska."

     "Oh, I want to go to Alaska!" says Manny.

     "No you don't," I say.  "It's too damn cold up there!"

     "Even in the summer?" inquires Manny.

     "Well, it's not so cold in the summer," I reply "but the mosquitoes
are so big they pick you up and carry you away!"

     I see the look on Manny's face telling me that he doesn't believe a
word that I'm saying.

     "Oh, you're lying," he says.  "Mosquitoes don't get that big."

     "Well they're bigger than Texas mosquitoes," I say.  "And they
really bite hard!"

     "Ok, you two," says John.  "Better get cleaned up because the
steaks will be done in about ten minutes."

     The dinner is delicious and we have a big homemade pecan pie for
desert that Luci sent over.  After dinner, we sit and watch the news
about the hurricane.  It's getting closer to New Orleans and, if it
continues on it's present course, should hit the Mississippi River Delta
about noon Saturday according to the tv.  I'm beginning to think that
maybe we should stay here in Houston until it's safe to travel, but I
know that Eduardo and Homero need to get back as soon as they can.  And
knowing hurricanes, anything can happen.  It could just turn around and
go back out into the gulf or head east or west.  They're just so
unpredictable.

     About ten thirty I begin to yawn and see that John is also almost
asleep with his boy draped across his lap.  As I begin to get up and go
to my room, Manny stirs and looks at me.  He climbs out of John's lap
and comes to me.

     "You are going to sleep with us tonight, aren't you Tommy?" he says
with pleading eyes.

     I look at John who is now awake and say, "Well, is there enough
room in your bed?"

     John jumps up and starts turning off lights.  "There's always room
for one more," he say with a big grin.

     The three of us walk down the hall to John's bedroom.  He has a
king-sized bed that looks like it could hold more than the three of us,
but I'm glad that there's just us.  As we begin removing our clothes,
John comes to me and says "Remember the last time?  I took your clothes
off of you and you removed mine."

     "Yes, I remember," I say.  Then I look at Manny, who is already
naked, exposing that glorious body, and say "It looks like Manny
couldn't wait!"

     Manny flops in the middle of the big bed and lays there gazing at
us.  "Go ahead," he grins "don't mind me.  I want to watch you two make
love."

     John reaches out and begins unbuttoning my shirt, caressing my arms
and shoulders as he removes it from my body.  I do the same to him,
glorying in his wonderful body.  John's about 6 ft 2 and very muscular.
His broad chest is covered with dense, black hair.  I feel his mounded
pecks, searching for his nipples in the forest.  As my thumbs brush over
his erect nipples he emits a low moan and he reaches for my belt buckle.
Our undressing begins to speed up, as though we can't wait to fully
expose our bodies to each other's hungry eyes and roaming hands.  I lean
forward to press my lips to John's chest, my tongue searching for his
nipple.  Licking through the dense mass of hair, smelling his scent I am
overtaken with lust for this man who has been the object of my desire
for so many years.

     "Oh John," I sigh "I want you so much!"  I clutch him to me,
burying my face in his chest.  I lift my face to his and our mouths
press together, our tongues searching, hungry for each other.  We
clumsily, like two inexperienced lovers, grasp and claw at the clothing
that's left on our bodies.  Tearing his trousers off I grab his boxers
and attempt to rip them from his massive frame.  I feel a wetness from
his precum and it drives me all the more.  We manage to peel each
other's final remnants of clothing and, still with lips locked and
erections pressing together, fall onto the bed.

     Moaning and writhing together, unmindful of another presence in the
bed, we wrestle to become as one.  John's hard seven inch cock stabs
between my legs demanding entrance.  His groans become growls, like an
animal in heat, as he forces me onto my back, spreading my legs.

     "Oh yes, oh God yes," I cry, opening up for him to take me.  He
pushes my legs up and back and forces his cock to my anus.  I can feel
the hot tip of his monster, ready to plunge into my waiting ass.  "Do
it," I yell.  "Fuck me!  Fuck me hard" I demand.

     With a force like a knife stabbing into me, he enters my hole.  The
pain is searing and I nearly pass out.  But, I want this so bad and I'm
determined to feel every inch of his penetration.  It's what I've been
yearning and desiring for so long.  His thrusts are like a pile driving
machine, unrelentless, ramming my chute until he's fully enveloped and I
feel his balls banging into my ass cheeks.  Looking into his eyes I see
an animal lust that I never knew this normally gentle giant could have.
But his eyes glaze over and he snorts like a raging bull intent upon the
ultimate rape.  He pulls out and then rams home with a force that knocks
the breath out of me.  He does it again, and again, and again, with no
letup.  My sore anus, trying to cope with the galvanic penetration of
his huge cock, begins to numb.  I realize that this is how innocent
maidens felt when defiled by barbarian soldiers.  But, my mind tells me
that this is what I have been desiring: to be completely dominated by a
sex starved beast who will not be stopped until he is sated.  I try to
relax and let him have his way, a savage rape that sends shivers of
excitement up and down my body.  My desires rekindled by his animalistic
ways, I press back at his rampaging auger, trying to get more of him
into my peristaltic canal.  He feels my vigor and increases his jabs
into my chute.  I feel my own cock become rigid and my balls ache to
release their cream.  Compressing and contracting my colon, I bring him
to the ultimate goal and feel his member swell as he gasps for air.
Then, with an ear piercing scream, his entire body stiffens and he
unloads his mancream into me.  I commence my own orgasm, initiated by
this primal rut of my person.  His cum fills my passageway while my own
ejaculate covers our bellies, gluing us together in an ultimate cohesion
of our bodies.

     John collapses on me and for a moment I think he has passed out.
He lays so still until finally I begin to feel his heart beating.  "My
God!" he says, "I never had an orgasm like that."

     He lifts his head and gazes into my eyes.  "You animal!" I say with
a smile.  "Nobody's ever taken me like that.  God, what power!"

     As if realizing that what he did was below human conduct, John
began apologizing.  "Oh Tommy, I'm so sorry.  I just lost all control.
Did I hurt you?"

     "John, you were magnificent," I gushed.  "It did hurt at first but
then you aroused me so with your animal lust that I was completely
caught up in the act.  If that's what rape feels like then I love it!"

     A movement beside us caught our attention and we both looked over
at Manny.  His eyes were as big as saucers and he looked like he was in
shock.  John reached over to pull him to us but Manny recoiled with a
look of fear, staring at John as though he had never seen him before.

     "Oh sweetheart," says John, "please come to me."

     Manny stays where he is, still looking at John with fear and
trepidation.  "I've never seen you like that."  It was almost a whisper
from Manny.  "You scare me."

     John pulls off of me and gets up and goes to Manny, slowly and
lovingly taking him into his arms.  "I'm sorry, my sweet boy," he coos.
"It's the first time in so long that I've had anal intercourse and I
just got carried away.  I promise that I will never do that to you.  Do
you forgive me?"

     I thought how ironic that John is asking for Manny's forgiveness
when it was me that he just got through ravaging!  But, I was not going
to say anything for fear that he may not do it again!  What a slut I am,
I thought with a shit-eating grin on my face!

     As Manny lay trembling in John's arms, I move to their side and
encompass both with my arms.  "John made love to me just the way I
wanted him to," I say to Manny.  "He is strong and forceful with me and
that's what I like.  But you know how gentle and loving he is when you
two are making love.  I know that he would never do anything to hurt
you, Manny."

     The rest of the night was pretty anti-climactic for me, although we
did have some very tender and sensual encounters between us until I fell
asleep.  The last thing I remember is seeing John stroke Manny's penis
and saying how much he loved his baby.
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If you want to comment on this story, send an email to
arthom@hotmail.com.  I welcome all criticisms.  Manny's Spanish words
translate to "I'm sorry, John.  I don't want to lose you.  I just
thought...".  The Oscar Wilde quote is from his poem "Apologia."