Date: Thu, 15 Jan 2004 17:56:49 -0700
From: JimmyC <zot@cableone.net>
Subject: Military: Coming Home - part 3

=====================/begin Boring Disclaimer & Stuff=====================

The following story is a writing of fiction. Anything following that
resembles similar experiences is a complete coincidence. Most places
described are real. Take it for what it is, Fun!

The following stories also might depict intimate encounters between men. If
this offends you, please don't read any further. If stuff like this is
illegal in your country/state/city/home I feel bad for you, but please stop
reading here. If you don't ,you can't say I didn't warn you.

======================/end Boring Disclaimer & Stuff======================

Coming Home - Part 3
By: Jimmy C

Jake looked scared as the cab pulled back onto the main road, his hand was
still on top of mine but it had stopped moving. I couldn't help but feel
some of the nervousness that he was feeling; even I had butterflies in my
stomach. I pulled my hand out from under his, placed it on top of his and
gave it a gentle squeeze. He looked over at me.

"You doin okay biggguy?" I asked. I really was concerned for him.

"I think so." He smiled after he said it and squeezed my hand. "I think I'm
gonna be fine."

The lights from the passing cars light up his profile, small glints
flashing off of his eyes. He stared out the window, every once in a while
closing his eyes and squeezing my hand. He breathed slow and deep, smiling
as he opened up his eyes. Was he trying to make sure I wasn't a dream?

After a few more stoplights and turns we turned down my street. I pulled my
hand away from Jake's and reached for my wallet. The cab stopped in front
of the house I'd pointed out and gave me the total for the ride. I handed
him the cash and a little extra. Jake and me climbed out of the cab and it
drove away.

"That's weird." I said as I looked at the car sitting in my driveway. "Mike
is supposed to have that." I explained to Jake how I had given Mike the
keys to drive to his place with a girl he had picked up tonight. He just
smiled and followed me to the door. I unlocked it and let him in.

"It isn't much, but this is where I live." I smiled and led him into the
living room. "Need something to drink or anything?"

"No, I'm fine." He smiled as he looked around.

"Well, let me show you where you'll be sleeping." I smiled and lead the way
towards the back room. I walked down the hall ahead of him and opened up
the door to the guest room. As I swung the door open, I gasped.

In the guest room, on the bed sitting before me and Jake, was Mike and the
girl from the club. They were both naked. She was on all fours, and he was
behind her in mid stroke. His body was tense, and everything I had
imagined. His chest was smooth and defined; sweat was just starting to run
down towards his abs. A small line of hair could be seen coming up from
what I knew had to be a very beautiful cock that had to be at least 7
inches and thick. His hands were on the girl's hips pulling her back onto
his rock hard cock, I followed the veins up his arms to his shoulders and
chest, staring at the scene before me... Staring at my friend
Mike... ignoring the girl.

"OH SHIT DUDE!" Mike said. The girl, still impaled on his cock was grabbing
the blankets to cover herself up as best she could.

"Umm, I didn't know you were here tonight...." I said, still staring at his
body. My cock had sprung to life within seconds after walking into the
room. Jake's hand was gripping my arm and he was standing rite behind me,
hopefully staring at the same thing I was. "I'll let you two finish up..."
I said slowly, turning around towards Jake and gently pushing him out of
the room. I closed the door behind us.

"Oh my God, Jim..." Jake said, his eyes wide open and a look of amazement
on his face. "Did we just walk in on two people having sex?" he started to
giggle.

I put my hand over his mouth, "Shhhh, they can hear you." I couldn't help
but giggle too. "Cammon." I grabbed his hand and lead him back out into the
living room. Behind us I heard the door open.

We both turned around to see Mike come out and close the door behind him,
he was still naked and covering himself with one hand. Everything about him
was beautiful, his dark tan, his built chest and stomach, the small trail
of hair running from under his hand up to the bottom of his chest. "Guys,
I'm sorry about that.... I didn't think you'd need the room..."

"It's okay Mike, I think you two need it more than he does." I pointed
towards Jake. "Jake, this is Mike, my best friend."

Jake put out his hand and shook Mike's. Their eyes locked on to each
other's. Mike turned towards me and said "Thanks Jim, I'll pay ya back..."
He turned to go back into the room, but stopped. Jake and I were staring at
his back and his ass. The perfection was carried around to his backside
too, a perfect ass, with just a hint of fuzz on it, and a beautifully built
back. Mike turned around and caught our stares; we looked up to his face to
see him wearing a big grin. "You guys like this, don't you?!" He said.

Before we could respond he let his other hand fall to his side. Our eyes
dropped to Mike's cock. It wasn't completely hard any more, but beautiful
in it's half hard state. It was at least 7 1/2 inches long, and very
thick. His balls weren't too big, but they rested nicely in a well-trimmed
basket of hair. He was cut, and had one big vein running along the top of
his cock. He walked closer to us, I looked up at him, he wasn't smiling any
more. "I almost did this at the club tonight...." He stopped himself by
pushing his lips onto mine and grabbing my head with his hands. He kissed
me like there was no tomorrow. His other hand reached over and grabbed Jake
by the arm and pulled Jake close. Mike broke off his kiss with me and
kissed Jake just as hard and passionate as he had kissed me. I looked down
and saw his cock wasn't half hard any more; he was hard as a rock. The
mushroom head was shiny, as only a cock that is about to blow can be; it
was pulsing with the beat of his heart. I looked back up to see Mike and
Jake still kissing, then back down. Jake's hand was cupping Mike's balls,
and then he moved his hand to the shaft. He squeezed Mike's cock. Mike
broke free of the kiss and gasped. He looked over at me and said, "Why
didn't you tell me it felt this good?"

"Dude, I never thought you were into anything like this..." I said. I was
also rubbing Mike's body, from his chest, tweaking his nipples, then down
to his stomach, feeling the muscles quiver beneath my hand, then down to
his cock. Jake moved his hand away as mine reached for Mike's cock. I
stroked it up and down a few times. Mike moved his hands over to us now,
feeling mine and Jake's chest and stomachs. He just stared at us as he ran
his hands over us. He grinned a little as he let his hands rub over the
bulges that were very pronounced in me and Jake's pants.

Jake took a big breath and closed his eyes, "Wow.." he whispered.

I knew I had to stop this; I was jerking my best friend's beautiful cock as
he was rubbing me and my new friend's cocks through our pants. If I didn't
act soon Mike's girl for the night would come out and catch us. I took a
deep breath and fought myself as I pushed Mike's hand away from my
cock. "Dude, you need to finish off your girl, not us."

"But..." He started. I put my lips back up to his and kissed him again. I
pulled away and looked at Jake. Jake moved forward slowly but Mike pulled
him in and kissed him deeply. After a few seconds he pulled away, let out a
deep breath and said, "Okay... but you're gonna hear about this tomorrow."
He chuckled, reached down and stroked his cock. "You two are missing out."
He winked, turned around and went back into the room with his girl for the
night.

Jake turned towards me, his eyes were open wide, "What.... what just
happened?"

"I'm still trying to figure that out myself bigguy. Sorry if that weirded
you out, this kinda thing have never happened before..." I replied back,
still un-sure of what to do next.

"No, not weirded out.... just...." he stopped himself with a shy look on
his face.

"Just what?" I pried.

He was silent for a few more seconds, and then said, "I didn't get to do
what I wanted to..."

"I had to stop that, I'm s..." Before I could finish he had moved closer to
me and put his lips to mine. One of his hands ran through the hair on the
back of my head, his other hand grabbed my waist and pulled me against his
body. I gave in and let my hands explore his arms, tracing the veins up to
his shirtsleeves, then up to his shoulders, continuing up my hands found
his face. I pulled away and smiled. "Is that what you wanted to do?" I
asked, still flushed.

"I've been wanting to do that ever since meeting you on the plane." he said
with a sheepish smile.

I smiled back at him. "Dude, you don't have to worry about any of that, I'm
glad you did, I'm glad you came back here, and I'm glad you kissed me
again" I stepped forward a few steps, pulled him towards me and hugged him
tight.

"Thanks" he whispered back and squeezed me tight against him. He loosened
his grip and we broke away.

"Okay, now you need to make a decision." I looked at him "Do you want to
sleep out here on the couch, or in the room with me? I promise I'll be a
gentleman." Every part of me wished he would want to sleep in the bed with
me, while every part of me also wanted him to sleep on the couch.

"I'll sleep out here," he said, pointing to the couch. "I don't think I can
promise the same thing tonight." He blushed and looked away.

I nodded to him. "Ok, I'll go get you some blankets and a pillow. The
restroom is rite there if you need it." I pointed to the restroom "I'll
bring you some shorts to sleep in if you'd like."

"Yeah, that'd be great." he smiled again.

I backed further away from him and headed towards my room to get him some
shorts. I was kicking myself for suggesting that he sleep on the couch, but
in my mind I knew it was for the best. I played my conversation with my
boyfriend over and over in my head; he had told me that I could be with one
boy while he was deployed as long as I was honest and told him about
it. Looking through my closet I found a pair of shorts for Jake. I grabbed
them and walked back out to the living room.

Jake was sitting back on the couch flipping through one of the many
Abercrombie catalogs that were under the coffee table when I came back
out. He looked over and grinned. "I've always loved these catalogs." He
said with a big smile.

"I do too, if you couldn't tell by my collection." I chuckled and pointed
to the stacks of old catalogs. "Here's your shorts bigguy." I tossed them
beside him.

"Cool. Can I bother you for a t-shirt too?" he asked with a look that was
expecting a 'no' for an answer.

"Sure, lemme go grab one real quick." I flashed him a smile and headed back
to my room. I looked through my stacks of t-shirts for one that would make
him look even better than he already did. I grabbed a small, dark blue Air
Force shirt and walked back out to the living room. Jake wasn't there, but
I could see the light in the restroom was on, so I put the t-shirt on the
end of the couch and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

A few moments later I heard the door open up so I walked back out to the
living room. Jake was standing shirtless near the couch with a nicely
folded stack of clothes in his hands. His body was even more beautiful than
I had imagined. He had a light brown tan over his upper and lower body; his
chest was well defined with brown nipples that stood away from his
body. His abs were rippled showing a wonderful 6 pack, and a hint of hair
ran from his belly button down to the top of the shorts he was wearing. His
legs looked strong, with only a little bit of hair covering them. He was
the perfect model of a well-built marine, and I had him standing in my
living room in a pair of my shorts.

"The shirt is rite there." I said, trying not to sound too jumpy as I
pointed towards the shirt at the end of the couch.

"Thanks, hope you don't mind, but I'll just keep it there incase I get
cold." He said. He walked over to the couch and set down his clothes, I
could see an elastic band that could be nothing but a pair of underwear
sticking out between the folds of his pants. He sat back down on the couch
and picked the catalog back up.

"I'll see if I can scrounge up some blankets and a pillow for you." I
said. "Do you need anything else?"

"I should be good, probably going to crash as soon as I get the blankets,
so don't worry about it." He smiled up at me.

I turned around and went to the closet and dug around for some blankets. I
couldn't get the picture of him out of my mind. I wanted to stay up late
and just watch his perfect body sleep. I snapped back into reality and
grabbed two blankets, a pillow, and a clean pillowcase and returned to the
living room.

"Here ya go bigguy." I said as I returned.

"Thanks." He flashed me a smile, stood up and took the pillow and
pillowcase from me. While he was busy with the pillow, I laid down one of
the blankets on the couch, and laid the other on top of it.

"This should keep you warm enough. If you get too hot, the switch for the
fan is over there," I pointed to the light switch on the wall, "If you get
too cold, come get me and I'll get you another blanket."

He tossed the pillow down on the couch and climbed into his makeshift
bed. "I should be all good Jim. I don't require much to sleep." He pulled
the top blanket over his legs and waist, but left his upper body
exposed. He looked up at me and said, "is... is that your boyfriend?" he
motioned his head towards the back room.

I chuckled a little bit, "No, that's not my boyfriend. He's still over-seas
rite now. That guy back there is just one of my best friends."

"Oh, ok." he said, keeping his eyes on me.

I knelt down next to the couch, "I told my boyfriend about you, I don't
want you to worry about that."  I said, and patted his muscular arm.

"Does he know I kissed you?" He asked shyly.

"Yeah, he knows. He's okay with that. Me and him made a few rules before he
left, so don't feel bad, you haven't gotten me in trouble, and you won't
get me in trouble." I smiled back at him. By now I had let my hand start
rubbing over his bicep, I loved the feel of his smooth skin and the
pronounced vein that stuck up above his muscles.

"I'm glad I'm not getting you into trouble." He said quietly. He was
relaxing to my touch, a small smile was on his face and he was breathing
deep.

"I'll let you go to sleep now bigguy." I said, and squeezed his bicep.

I started to get up when I felt his hand grab mine, "Don't go yet
please..." His eyes caught mine. "Sit here and talk to me a little more."
He scooted further back on the couch and patted the spot he had cleared
out. I wasn't in the mood to resist, so I sat down. He put his hand on my
leg and gently squeezed. "Thanks." He said with a warm smile.

I let my hand fall down to his. I couldn't help but let my eyes look over
his chest and abs. When I looked up to his face I blushed, he had caught me
checking him out and had a little smile on his face. "Sorry, I couldn't
resist..." I said, and blushed even more.

"It's okay. I've never had anyone look at me the way you do." His words
were coming out quietly and slow, "I like it when you look at me." He took
a deep breath and moved his hand from under mine, to on top of mine and
squeezed. My heart jumped when I felt him lift my hand with his and lay it
down on his chest. He took another deep breath and let it out. He let go of
my hand and put it back on my leg and smiled.

My heart was racing. His skin was almost hot to the touch, it was tight and
smooth. Even though he was breathing slowly, his heart was beating as fast
as mine; I could feel it trying to beat out of his chest. I gently let my
hand move over a little bit and rub over his chest some more. I slid it
over to the defined line going down the center of his chest and traced it
out with my middle finger as I drug my hand down. "You're beautiful Jake."
I whispered. I felt his body gently tremble under my hand. I looked into
his eyes and he smiled. I turned my body a little bit so I was facing him
more, and let my other hand move to his shoulder. I leaned in and pressed
my lips to his. I felt his hand gently squeeze my leg, but then relax. His
other hand reached up and ran through the hair on the back of my head. We
kissed passionately, but didn't explore each other's bodies. I could tell
we were both scared of going any further. I broke away from the kiss and
sat back up. I let my hand drag further down and let it rest on his
stomach.

"I should go to bed..." I said, still staring at his body. "Before I do
something you're not ready for."

He just looked up at me but didn't say anything. After a few moments he
said, "I think that's a good idea too... even though I don't want you to
leave." He put his other hand on top of my hand on his stomach, "It feels
so good to have you touching me."

"It feels good to touch you too Jake, but I can't keep from going further
for much longer..." I trailed off

Jake squeezed my leg and said, "I know..." he took a deep breath and let it
out. "What time are you going to wake up in the morning?"

"Probably fairly early, I gotta drive Mike home. He'll probably drive the
girl back to her car, and come back here to crash." I said, looking back to
where we knew the girl and hot guy were fucking.

"Okay, I'll let you get some sleep then." he said, then moved his hand off
of my leg.

I moved my body off of the couch but didn't get up. Instead I turned
towards Jake and kissed him again. My hand found it's way to the washboard
that was his stomach and gently rubbed around. He kissed me deeply, with an
urgency that told me he didn't want to stop. I slowly moved my hand further
down and found his belly button, I let my hand slide further down until my
thumb engaged his belly button and stopped going further down. I could feel
the waistband of the shorts he was wearing.

Jake broke the kiss this time and just looked at me with a smile. "I think
you were rite, I'm not ready for this yet... but..." he looked away.

"I know bud.. I know." I pulled my hand back up to his chest, and then
leaned back down for one more small kiss. "G'nite bigguy." I whispered.

Before I got up, I reached down my pants and adjusted myself. Jake watched
me and giggled, "You too 'eh?!" he patted the blanket covering his dick. He
winked, "Sleep tight Jim."

"You too Jake" I said back.

I stood up, turned off the lights, and as I walked by I leaned over and
kissed him one last time for the night. When I pulled away I ruffled his
short brown hair, chuckled, and went to my room. I stripped down naked and
hopped into bed, resisting the urge to jack off as I re-lived the events
that happened that night. Thoughts of Jake and Mike filled my head as I
drifted off to sleep arround 3:30am.


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