Date: Sat, 12 Jan 2008 00:36:13 -0800 (PST)
From: greenpanther20@yahoo.com
Subject: Destined Salute

Miguel was eating breakfast inside the mess hall and looking out the
window.  He was just not feeling anything anymore and it disturbed him.
Miguel had been serving in the Marines for the past 7 years and had been
having fun for the most part.  His stunning latin features, his height of
6'4, and his huge build made him one of the most intimidating Marines on
this training base.  His sergeant rank had its privelages and he enjoyed
them.  He spent a ton of time in the gym perfecting his form.  He was cut,
tight and defined six-pack, huge and smooth chest, and a cock that proudly
hardened to 9 inches of thick latin meat.  Miguel was no dummy in that he
knew he was gay, and was always very discreet when he chose to have some
fun for a night.  The problem: that was all it seemed to be.  It wasnt
because he was a bum fuck, he'd made sure of that.  It just seemed that
most of these little gay guys were queens or too much into drama.  That
sort of stuff had no place in a Marine's life.  Miguel was 25, no relatives
except for his mother, and wanted more than anything to have someone all
his own who thought Miguel was special.  A lover, but one who could
understand the hard life of a Marine.  Miguel had been raised by his mother
from the age of 5.  His father,Jose Diez, had been an abusive alcoholic and
had been the bane of his wife and son's existence for the first 5 years of
Miguel's life.  Fate would lead Miguel's father to make the mistake of
driving drunk to the liquor store.  He had beaten his wife for not having
more alcohol in the house and when Miguel had tried to defend his mother,
Jose had beaten on his son until he had bled.  In disgust at having a
"whore's son" he had grabbed the key and jumped into the car.  That was the
last time his mother and son had seen him alive.  He had been driving at 80
mph and had lost control of the wheel.  A telephone pole stopped the car,
but snapped Jose Diez's neck in the process. There had been no one but his
wife and son to attend his funeral, and no one else would have cared
regardless.  It was fortunate that Jose had life insurance, and thus did
Maria Diez inherit a sizable amount of income from it.  Maria, a woman who
had been abused for so long, now discovered with her freedom she could be
strong and independant.  Packing up her son and the few belongings they had
in the apartment, she had moved them to a much better community and had
resolved never to marry again.  She got a good job working for the state in
their department as a secretary.  It more than paid the rent, and afforded
her son the chance to better himself.  Miguel had done that.  He never
wanted to be weak again, and never wanted to be considered stupid or
ignorant like his father.  High school had been where Miguel had really
shined.  Top athlete, club president, academically sound, popular, he had
made sure to do everything his mother would be proud of.  The only thing he
couldnt do was lie to his mother about being gay.  His mother accepted it,
and said that no matter what she would love him.  Miguel never acted upon
it, and had dated a ton of girls to lull others into believing he was
straight.  The girls had been thrilled that he had been such a great and
caring boyfriend despite his intimidating size and athletic prowess.
Miguel had known that he was to join the Marine Corp the day he went to the
college and career fair on his high school campus.  The discipline, the
uniform, and the hunky sergeant had been all he needed to see.  Finishing
up High School with Athlete of the year and numerous other extra-curricular
activities, he had said a tearful goodbye to his mother and was sent off to
boot camp after a month out of High School.  He had easily transitioned
into the Military life of a Marine.  Such up and dont fuck up, and you
wouldnt give the Sergeants a reason to give you hell. Miguel had learned to
ignore the feelings he would get when in the showers with his fellow
Marines, and had finished up Boot Camp with the rest in good standing
orders.  After that he had progressed quite well in the Marine Corps.  He
had his first sexual encounter with a Navy grunt while he was out to sea on
his first tour.  After that he had honed his sexual needs.  He learned how
to build up his stamina and technique to the point where he could fuck a
guy for hours and get them to cum three times before Miguel finally
released.  For awhile he had done nothing but pursue his career and fuck a
different guy every other weekend.  That was when he started to get the
empty feeling.  Sex was still great, but it only fulfilled the physical
needs, not the emotional ones.  He tried to have a lover, but in the end
the lover had just not been able to cope with Miguel having to be discreet.
Miguel knew though that he was missing that intimacy in his life.  Someone
he could hold at night, go out with, have fun with, all the things lovers
could do.  Miguel had started to believe that perhaps he would never be
able to find that.  His mother assured him that he would and she talked to
him often with words of encouragement and motherly firmness.

	Miguel finished his meal and was relaxing in the Mess Hall before
having to go to class.  He liked these quiet times where there were only a
few people in the Mess Hall this early in the morning.  Miguel was thinking
about some CDs he wanted to get at the store when he blinked.  The lights
from the Air Force van had come into view through the windows.  Miguel
snorted.  As a whole, Marines and Air Force guys seldom got along.  Mostly
because the Marines fucked the Air Force chicks.  Inevitably, the Air Force
guys were the ones that the females would marry and live as happily as they
could until their guy got deployed and the Marine on base would become her
fuck-buddy.  It was a cycle well known in the military.  When the husband
is away, the Marines would play.  Miguel had found that most of the Air
Force guys he had hooked up with just didnt have anything going for them.
Either too queeny, too nerdy, or too egotistical, they were just all wrong
to mess with.  Not to mention they had no staying power.  The last Air
Force guy he had hooked up with hadnt even been able to take all of Miguel
and had been so whiny that Miguel had just told him to leave.  Miguel
observed the new meat that the Air Force was throwing to the dogs as they
got out of the Van.  The first was a pretty boy, but very skinny and
gangly.  He also looked terrible with no hair.  The second one looked like
he had been a fat guy before the military slimmed him down as best as they
could.  He barely fit his uniform as he waddled out.  Miguel guessed that
he would get back all of his fatness in less than 3 months.  The third guy
looked about as nerdy as he could get with his Military issued glasses,
pale and pock-marked skin, and unflattering physique.  Miguel was about
ready to just look away and start laughing but paused.  He could see one
last airman come around the van.  This new guy made Miguel not only pause,
but forget how to breathe.  A perfection of all the Latin features.  The
fourth troop was about 5 or so inches shorter than Miguel's 6'4", tanned
golden all over that Miguel could see of, Black hair and smooth facial
features, a very physically fit form, though slimmer no doubt from the
basic training.  He looked great with his short hair, and filled the
uniform extremely well.  He was able to easily lift up his duffel bag with
just one hand and walk to the Air Force barracks with ease.  Miguel was
struck dumb with disbelief.  He had never seen such a specimen.  This kid
seemed to be a very innocent one as well since he smiled tentatively as he
observed his new surroundings.  Miguel watched the kids' natural and
purposeful walk.  'Bounce a quarter off that ass' thought Miguel as he
watched the new guy.  Then he sucked in his breath.  The new troops had
marched past the window Miguel was observing them from.  As he passed by,
the latin airman had turned to face the window and for a moment, his eyes
met that of Miguel's.  Beautiful dark green eyes, and a face that was
intelligent and calm.  Miguel felt as if the world had stopped in that
instance as he locked his gaze with the new guy.  Miguel took in every
feature of that face and didnt dare look away.  Finally, the airman blinked
and kept on walking.  Miguel released his breath and sighed.  He had only
caught the nametag on the guys' shirt for a moment, but he knew the name.
'Sanchez, you are a most interesting creature.  I should find out how
interesting you are.' Miguel thought as he got up, cleaned off his tray and
walked off to class.

	Armando Sanchez had transitioned quite well into the military life
so far.  From the time he had arrived from basic training to his training
base he had easily adapted.  Get up, clean room, shower, formation,
breakfast, class, lunch, class, PT, study time, gym, shower, clean room,
bed.  A daily routine that he stuck to and very seldom strayed from.
Armando did very well in class and was quiet for the most part.  He seldom
spoke before he thought about it.  Armando was sociable with his fellow
classmates, and they learned that his quietness was just shyness.  They
delighted in teasing him, but they never did it to upset him.  The Marines
actually acted civil towards him on account that he was no pushover.  He
had proved that when he sparred with a Marine and had landed the Marine on
his ass in no time flat.  Granted, Armando had used martial arts, and had
neglected to tell them he was a very serious study.  Armando for the most
part had few problems, and got along well with most everyone.  The females
loved getting his attention, though he never actually singled one out to
date.  He'd also never been intimate at all with any of them.  Most
everyone figured him for being a shy virgin, and didnt want to upset him.
Armando found that life was treating him well.  His parents and whole
extended family had been very proud of him joining the Military.  It was a
tradition among his uncles since they had all joined.  Armando's
grandmother had been the only one who at first had been against him going.
She hysterically claimed he would find some bimbo and marry her and would
become crude and rude just like the uncles.  They had laughed and assured
her that in all the time that Armando had worked at the family owned Auto
mechanic store he hadnt changed.  There was no way that the military was
going to change him that easily.  After the Uncles had managed to calm down
Armando's grandmother and get her to stop chasing them with her shoe in
retribution for corrupting her grandson, she had told Armando that she was
proud of him and that he could not marry unless he got her blessing.
Armando had agreed and she had been satisfied.

	Armando did have one issue that he found unsettling.  Well, more
like one person he had an issue with.  A Marine that seemed to always pop
up no matter where Armando was.  Granted, on a base you encountered
everyone daily at some point, but Armando knew that there was something
different about this Marine.  He was ridiculously huge even for a Marine.
Armando guessed him to be about 22 or so as he had seen him drinking in
town with his fellow Marines.  He was Latino, and stood a good 5 inches
taller than Armando. Armando had admired the physique on the Marine when he
saw him in the gym.  This Marine was as meticulous as Armando was in his
workout, though he could lift far more than Armando.  Armando had always
made sure he was physically fit and not grossly overmuscular. This Marine
actually pulled it off quite well.  Armando had learned that the Marine's
last name was Diez, but that was about all he knew.  Armando wasnt sure if
Diez had some beef with Armando, or just curious about him.  Armando
couldnt remember if he had done anything in the past 3 months of being at
this base to offend Diez, but hoped that Diez didnt hold grudges.  Armando
often felt as if Diez was watching him, and knew sometimes for sure since
whenever Armando was using some equipment in a section of the gym, Diez was
near and observing.  It was unsettling, but Armando figured if he ignored
Diez, eventually Diez would ignore him.

	Armando was working on his benchpress and struggling.  He had been
distracted the whole day with grief.  His grandmother, the last of his
grandparents, had passed away.  He hadnt been able to attend the funeral
and had been most upset.  His grandmother had been the center point of the
entire family.  She had died peacefully in her sleep, but Armando knew now
that he could never get her blessing.  He had been dismissed from class
when the teachers had sensed that something was wrong.  Armando couldnt sit
in his room and be depressed, so had gone to the gym early.  As usual, Diez
was there, but Armando had been too distracted in his own thoughts.  He had
rhythmically set up his weights for bench press, but had added too many 45
lbs.  The result was that he got through two sets of 15 before he felt his
arms not able to pick the bar back up.  It was taking everything he had to
keep the bar from pressing into his chest.  Armando was at his limit when
he felt the bar's weight ease.  Looking up, he saw a pair of Marine green
shorts, huge tanned thighs, leading up to a pair of tight and chiseled abs
and chest covered by a straining tight green shirt.  The guy easily placed
the bar back on its rest and Armando lay there gasping from the exertion.
"You okay?" Armando blinked at hearing the voice.  It was a deep voice, but
pleasant and with concern and power all rolled in one.  This Marine didnt
need to raise his voice to get everyone's attention. Armando took a deep
breath to get his bearings.  "I'm fine, just need to rest for a second.  I
really appreciate your help. Thank you." The Marine leaned over and the
face came into view. 'Shoot, its that Diez guy.' Thought Armando as the
face came down to within about 8 inches from his.  "Looked like you were
lifting a bit more than you were ready for.  Try to be careful.  Lucky I
was here or you would have been in serious trouble." Armando couldnt help
but find it strange talking to a guy from upside down.  "You're right,
guess I got distracted." Armando sat up and started to stand.  That was
when he got dizzy.  Stumbling, he was surprised when Diez was right there
to grab him.  "Easy there tiger.  You have a head rush, cant just stand so
fast.  Take some deep breaths first." Armando did, and felt better after
doing so.  Then he became aware of something.  Diez was still holding him
and almost craddling him to his chest.  Their heads were only about 5
inches from each other.  Diez was staring into Armando's eyes, and Armando
found himself staring back.  Armando traced Diez's features mentally and
found that Diez had a very handsome look.  "Um, i'm fine now, I think I can
stand." Diez lifted him back up so he could stand.  "Thank you again for
your help, I owe you one." Diez nodded and continued to stare.  Armando
turned and shook his head.  'Must be the head rush still, cause that was a
very strange encounter'

	Miguel Diez watched Armando walk away to the showers and sighed.
Miguel had felt a powerful force of attraction from the moment he had
walked over to help Armando.  Then when he had physically made contact, the
attraction turned into an electric bolt.  It was as if Miguel's whole body
had been electrocuted.  Being only inches away from Armando's face he had
gazed deep into Armando's eyes and found something that called out to
Miguel's very essence and soul.  If Armando hadnt snapped him back, Miguel
might have tried to kiss Armando right there and then.  Hell, Miguel
amusingly toyed with the notion of just having his way with Armando right
there on the gym floor.  Miguel had to concentrate on containing his heavy
needs and stirring.  It had been three months and Miguel was horny as hell.
'It doesnt matter, for you Armando I can wait.  You and I will soon cross
paths even better than today.  By the end, you will be mine." Miguel Diez
resolved mentally to try to find a way.

	Miguel went home after showering at the gym and thought about
today.  Reaching his barracks he walked in to find his buddy, Sergeant
Mathews, nodding to him to come over.  Miguel and Mathews had been good
buds, and had once been fuck-buddies, till Mathews had obtained a
boyfriend.  The boyfriend was a nice enough guy, and a Doctor.  Mathews was
quite happy with him.  "Hey what's up?" Miguel said as Mathews tossed him a
beer as he entered the common area.  Sergeants were privelaged to have
their own room to themselves, but the common area was where they usually
hung out to socialize and bitch about the daily activities.  This late,
there was no one else around, so Mathews and Diez could talk a bit more
freely.  "I have a little bit of information you might find interesting."
This intrigued Miguel. Mathews kept constant tabs on all situations and was
very good at getting the right information as opposed to rumors.  "What?"
Mathews clucked his tongue at Miguel's question.  "Tut tut, you should say
please and beg me for this information since it concerns your person of
interest." Now Miguel was really intrigued.  Mathews and Miguel told each
other everything and confided in each other.  Mathews had kept tabs on
Armando to better help Miguel assess what he was dealing with.  So far,
they knew he was a virgin, didnt date girls, and was a very likable and
respected individual.  "Please Sergeant Mathews could you tell me this bit
of information that you have?" Mathews grinned. "Well, i dunno, I had to
make quite a bit of detective work to find out, and had to call in a few
spies to see what they knew.  The least you could do is give me a reach
around or something." Mathews taunted as he struck a thoughtful pose while
rubbing his crotch.  In terms of bottoms, Sergeant Mathews was insatiable.
He didnt have the stamina that Miguel did, and couldnt handle all of Miguel
for that matter, but he could get fucked and be ready again to fuck ten
minutes later.  Thus why he liked his Doctor.  Mathews boyfriend didnt last
long, but was decently sized and could fuck numerous times in a night.
Miguel didnt have time to play the game.  Reaching out and clamping onto
Mathew's crotch he grinned as he squeezed.  "Damn, a little lighter next
time dammit! Okay okay, I get it you want to know. Geez, you are too damn
serious when it comes to this little boy-toy." Mathews said as he held onto
Miguel's wrist to get him to stop squeezing.  Miguel withdrew and
waited. "Okay, so the students in his class are throwing him a surprise
birthday night to celebrate his 21st birthday on Friday night.  Everyone
who wants to come is invited so long as you get an invitation from the
class leader, Michelle Park." Miguel frowned.  On the one hand it was great
news.  21st birthdays meant that they would have tons of alcohol to get the
birthdy person hammered with.  On the other hand it was going to be tough
to get an invitation.  Miguel would have to find a way to get one as he did
not normally have any sort of friendship with this class leader.  "Any
ideas on how I can get an invitation?" Mathews grinned as he pulled out a
green envelope from his jacket.  "You can thank me by sending me a package
of those poppers that you ordered.  Those things are great for getting me
and my bf in the mood all night long." Handing the invitation over, Mathews
got up and stretched.  Miguel picked up the invitation and grinned. "No
problem, you can come to my room in about a week to pick them up." Mathews
looked down at Miguel though with some concern. "Hey, try not to put all
your cajones into this hole okay? He might end up being just like the rest
of them and I dont want to see you get hurt." Miguel nodded. "I already
know he will never be like the rest of them.  This is the one.  I know it."


	Armando had been surprised when it was announced in class that he
was getting a surprise party. Michelle Park had proudly announced it and
the others in the class had cheered.  She had begun passing out invitations
and called out instructions.  "Now, dont be late as we have the back room
of the restaurant reserved and we have to be cleared out by 1100.  No
straggling.  Meet up at Boot Strap afterwards for drinks and fun." Armando
raised an eyebrow. "But, that's a bar, I cant go in there." Everyone
laughed.  "Hon, you just turned 21, you can now legally go into bars.  And
you are going to get legally fucking hammered tonight." Michelle said with
a grin as the other cheered.  Armando sighed.  He just knew this party was
going to be a real life-changer.  He just didnt know how much it would be.

	Miguel checked over everything before heading out.  He had reserved
the hotel room, brought over his change of clothes and toiletries early,
had stocked the mini-fridge in the hotel room, and made sure to get
extremely cleaned up and dressed for the occasion.  In short, he looked
hot, smelled delicious, and felt hornier than an alpha male sniffing a
bitch in heat.  Miguel made his way over to the restaurant and got
situated.  Armando wouldnt be arriving till later, but already a few
invites were there and chatting.  Miguel knew one or two of the Marines
that were attending and assessed their intentions.  One of them he knew to
be gay as he'd fucked the hell out of him some time back.  The other one
was an avid drinker and found any excuse he could to attend events where he
could get wasted.  They were both in Armando's class so it meant they were
here to support their fellow classmate.  Miguel didnt have to worry about
them.  A few Navy guys he did have to worry about at first as he knew their
agenda and what they might have liked to do with Armando if he got drunk.
After making it clear to them that Miguel was intending to make Armando
his, they backed off.  That left the competition out and Miguel could then
proceed towards making Armando his.

	Armando had given up protesting, mainly because no one would listen
to him.  It had been a rather trying time for Armando as he had had to
dress in slacks and a button up shirt.  An early birthday gift of some
really refreshing cologne from his parents had helped as he had been happy
to finally have a use for it.  The group picked him up at 8 and got him all
but shoved into the taxi with a girl on either side of him.  They were more
than happy to chatter with him and helped him relax by making jokes and
just being nice to him.  Arriving at the restaurant, Armando was nervous as
he saw that the turnout was bigger than he expected.  His classmates were
there, but so were alot more people than he thought.  Armando half thought
about making a run for it, but they were too good, they kept him in the
conversations, and made sure that one of them was with him at all times.
After a great meal, they all gathered together and sang happy birthday to
him.  The cake was chocolate with a delicious topping, and Armando relaxed.
It was as he was trying to make a wish that he noticed someone in the group
that made him pause.  There was that huge and muscular Marine.  He was
dressed extremely well and looked hot.  Those eyes though locked gazes with
Armando and Armando maintained the stare.  The others, thinking he was
trying to decide a wish, cheered him on.  Armando smiled, closed his eyes,
and blew out the candles.

	Armando felt embarresed that he was showing his ID to the bouncer
at Club Boot Strap.  He had never set foot inside of a bar or club and had
no idea what the procedures were.  The bouncer humored him and told him he
didnt look 21.  Armando got embarresed and the others laughed.  The bouncer
smiled good naturedly.  Having been a former Army Sergeant before he
retired, he was pleased that the group had come to the bar.  Business was
picking up fast, and a hot blonde who was in Armando's group was giving him
the eye.  Any bouncer that was single and horny couldnt have mistaken her
look and wink for anything but interest.  Giving Armando back his ID he
sent him in.  Nodding to the bartender, he smiled and prepared to watch the
fun.  He already had seen Miguel and knew that there would be no trouble.
Miguel was very good at helping the Bouncers with any scuffle that occured.
The blonde ran a finger across the bouncers forearm and thanked him.
Giving her butt a gentle pat he chuckled.  She winked and strutted away
sensually to show that he was definetly what she had on the nights
entertainment.

	Armando didnt want to drink anything.  They had sat him down and
had presented a beer before him, but he wasnt budging.  The others were
cheering and chanting together for him to chug but he stubbornly wouldnt.
"Well, guess it calls for drastic measures boys.  You remember what to do?"
The Army guys nodded and seized Armando's arms.  Armando yelped as he tried
to stand up, but they had already secured him to the chair.  A cylinder and
long clear tube were brought out.  Armando's head was tilted back.  Armando
clamped his mouth closed.  "Oh, think you're tough huh? Buddy, you are
going to make this even more fun for us.  See, we know just what your
weakness is." Said Michelle as she sat down on his lap.  Armando's eyes
narrowed in suspicion, but with his arms secured to the chair, he was
helpless to retaliate.  Running a finger down Armando's temple down to his
cheek she leaned in and said huskily.  "All men like you who are quiet and
shy and cute and smart are vulnerable to the most basic human instinct."
Armando raised an eyebrow as Michelle's hand went further down to trace
Armando's well-defined chest.  Michelled coyly looked into Armando's eyes
as her hand went further down.

	Armando was laughing so hard his sides were hurting.  Michelle
mercilessly tickled him until he was so exhausted he was gasping for
breath.  "Give up?" Michelle asked as she started to take off one of
Armando's shoes.  Armando's eyes got wide with panic.  "I surrender, I
surrender, You win!" The crowd cheered at the entertainment and submission.
Letting Armando catch his breath, they got the bong ready.  "Now its simple
hon, you're not going to like the taste, but all you have to do is keep
swallowing and you'll be fine.  Suppress the gag reflex and you wont have
to worry about it okay?" Michelle said as Armando nodded.  Tilting his head
back, the presented one end of the tube to his mouth.  Reluctantly, Armando
opened his mouth and the tube was now two inches from his open mouth.

	Armando had to suppress the gag reflex at least three times before
he got through the first round of the beer bong.  As soon as he finished he
was released from the chair and then told to relax.  Trying to, he was then
presented with a huge set of tits in his face as the busty blonde straddled
him and poured a red liquid into a shot glass.  "You'll love this, its
called a Cat Call.  Its sweet so will get that beer taste out of your
mouth.  Get ready." Wedging the shot glass between her perfect tits she got
whoops and holler from the crowd.  Even the bouncer seemed to be getting
into this.  She was winking at the bouncer as she presented the shot to
Armando.  With all the chanting going on, Armando bravely parted his lips.
The taste was indeed sweet, like a raspberry drink, and eagerly Armando
finished it off.  "Ooh, honey, that tongue sure does know what it likes."
The blonde laughed at feeling Armando lick her tit while trying to lick the
shot glass.  Withdrawing she sauntered off to get more shots.  This
continued for awhile with everyone getting him a different drink.  By this
point, Armando felt really lightheaded yet very nostalgic.  It was if he
was on a hanglider looking down on everything.  That was when the crowd,
now hammered, decided to have a bit more risque fun with Armando.  "Alright
everyone, free body shot off the birthday boy, get him ready." Michelle
called out as the crowd formed up.  "What's a body shot?" Asked Armando
curiously and with as little slur as he could muster.  Michelle grinned.
"Oh, you'll love this, all you have to do is lie there on the table. We do
the rest." Armando raised an eyebrow, but smiled.  He was feeling too good
and lightheaded to think about what she had said.  Laying him on his back
on the empty table, the waitress brought over a tray of shots.  Michelle
got the crowd to hush. "A toast to a guy who now has all the legal burdens
of being 21. Hoah!" The crowd Hoa'd back and Michelle lifted up Armando's
shirt.  Armando, with his chest and abs exposed, yelped at the cold liquid
Michelle poured slowly on him.  Taking her time, Michelle sucked up the
juices and licked Armando on his hardened abs and even sucked the small
crevice of his cute belly button.  Armando was giggling hysterically at the
sensation.  Other females came up, and then even a few guys came up.  First
was a Marine that Armando had not seen before.  Handsome, and with his dark
ebony skin he was quite a gorgeous black guy.  He sucked it off and raised
his glass in victory.  Surprisingly, none of the crowd thought this was
strange at all.  The guys took turns with the girls on taking body shots
off of Armando.  Armando found it strange, but the tickling sensation felt
the same to him so he just giggled along as others body shoted him.  Then
Armando paused.  The last guy came up and it was none other than Diez.
Time seemed to slow down as Diez poured his shot onto Armando.  He stared
almost the whole time right into Armando's eyes.  Commanding, dominating,
passionate, pleading, loving, lusting, each sensation was reflected in
Diez's eyes and Armando couldnt look away.  Diez grinned for the crowd and
proceeded to take his body shot.  The shiver that Armando felt went all the
way through his whole body.  The flicking of the tongue, the suckling, the
tasting, the touch of intimacy was overwhelming.  Armando was speechless
and caught in the moment.  Then the tickling sensation came over him and he
giggled and begged to be done.  The crowd roared their approval and
Michelle helped him sit up.  That was when the crowd got quiet.  They
watched as Armando attempted to stand up.  He managed, but his walking was
atrocious.  As in he couldnt. The crowd cheered.  This proved that he had
been thoroughly drunk and their mission had been accomplished.  "You guys
are so not fair." Armando managed to get out before he had to hug a pole to
stabilize himself.  The bouncer, at a signal from the busty blonde, went
over to help Armando up.  "Thanks sir, very nice of you to help me out."
Armando managed to mumble as he passed out.  The crowd waited for the
Bouncer to take the measurement.  The bouncer always made sure to monitor
how much a person  had and if he felt they were in danger he immediately
called.  The bouncer breathed a sigh of relief at hearing Armando breathe
deeply and rhythmically.  He was passed out, but not in any danger.  A
thumbs up got the crowd laughing and continuing the rest of the partying.
Michelle asked for a volunteer to help take Armando back home, and was
surprised by the one who made it clear he was going to.  "No funny
business, poor guy really was a first-timer, so no practical jokes." The
volunteer nodded at michelles' demand and she nodded approval.  Calling a
taxi, they loaded up Armando into it.  "Where to boys? Looks like we got a
passed out one eh?" Chortled the taxi driver.  He had been in the town for
awhile and had seen the party they did for first time drinkers before.
"Take us to the Sun Hotel." Said the volunteer as Armando made himself
comfortable by resting his head on the volunteers lap.

	Armando groaned as he woke up.  His head was killing him and he had
an overwhelming thirst.  Everything around him was making him feel
uncomfortable with the headache.  He wanted to put cool water on his head,
wanted to drink cold water, bathe in cold water, anything to get this
sweating heat off of him.  The headache was now making everything very
frustrating.  Opening his eyes, Armando tried to assess where he was.  None
of it mattered as soon as he saw the bottle of water and a bottle of
aspirin on a table.  Doing his best to steady his hand, he picked up the
water bottle and managed to open it.  The aspirin bottle frustrated him,
but at last he got that open as well.  Putting the pills in his mouth was
hard as he was parched and sand-tongued.  Putting the water into his mouth,
the sensation was like a breath of cold life in his soul.  It was just what
he needed.  Swallowing more water, he managed to steady himself better.
Aware now that he was in a bed and it was still dark, Armando pulled the
cool sheet up and curled into a ball.  He just wanted to blissfully not
feel anything until the headache went away.

	Miguel was delighted.  He was alone with Armando in the hotel, and
couldnt have asked for anything better.  He had led Armando to the bathroom
and had managed to strip him down.  Miguel felt his lust rise sharply at
seeing Armando down to his boxers.  His body was even better than he had
imagined.  He managed to get Armando into the bathtub and turned the shower
head on.  Armando had groaned at feeling the warm water splash him, but had
not awakened.  Miguel frowned as he realized he was staring.  Armando, wet,
was even more of a stimulating vision to Miguel.  His muscles were very
well sculpted, and firm all over.  Nice broad shoulders, tapered waist, and
very muscular thighs and huge calves.  Miguel was not fooled though, he had
seen Armando in that martial arts class do splits, so he knew he was
flexible as hell.  When he was sure that Armando had been cleaned off well
enough he turned off the water and lifted Armando up.  Armando's wet boxers
had clearly annoyed Armando for he slid them off himself.  Miguel was
delighted at finally seeing the parts of Armando that he had been dying to
see, touch, and soon taste if he got a chance.  Armando was well-packaged
and proportional.  It was that latin ass though that got Miguel's
attention.  Perfect, tanned golden brown evenly, firm, smooth, and silky to
the touch, it was a sculpture of latin stimulation.  Miguel vividly thought
about what he wanted to do with that ass, but knew that he had to take it
slow.  Getting Armando dried off and into bed was easy.  Laying out the
bottle of water and aspirin was a forethought as Miguel wanted Armando to
be feeling good when he made his move. Armando was already blissfully
asleep, though apparently he was going to feel the effects of alcohol
extremely bad as he was sweating and mumbling.  Miguel hopped into bed next
to Armando and stretched out.  It didnt take long for him to get to sleep
either.

	Armando woke up slowly and groggily, but at least he wasnt feeling
the hurt of his hangover.  Armando felt better after realizing that the
light was now normal and he could focus on the environment around him.
That was when he noticed two very alarming things at once.   He was not
back in his room in the dorms was the first thing that made him get more
than a bit uneasy.  The second notice was that he was in bed and was not
alone.  In fact, he was snuggled up next to someone, who was holding him
quite intimately.  Armando couldnt see the face as he was basically spooned
into this person, but by the look of the huge forearm and hands, this
person was a big guy.  Armando felt himself breathing a bit harder as he
tried to make sense of this without panicing.  'Maybe this was the guy in
charge of making sure I got safely home, and he just happened to fall
asleep next to me.' Armando tried to surmise.  Armando managed to
rationalize it in his head and calm down.  'Maybe if I am careful I can
move away so as he doesnt wake up thinking that I snuggled up to him.'
Thought Armando as he began slowly pulling away.  Apparently though the
person didnt want to let go, and mumbled something untelligible.  As
Armando squirmed, the person's grip got stronger.  Armando was no
lightweight, but he wasn't in his best state after last night's ordeal.
This guy was strong as it was.  In trying to shuffle away, Armando had
managed to squirm onto his back and was just about to apply some force to
get out of the situation when he heard a clearing of the throat.  Freezing,
tensed up as if caught, Armando looked up and into the eyes of penetrating
intensity.

	Miguel woke up to feeling Armando squirm and found it quite
amusing.  He applied force easily to ensure Armando couldnt get away and
just waited for the right moment.  'This is my chance, the time for me to
make him mine forever is now, and I'll be damned if I let him get away.'
Miguel thought as he cleared his throat to get Armando's attention.  Like a
guilty pup who was caught chewing on a shoe, Armando looked up and directly
into Miguel's eyes.  Miguel felt such compassion and intensity in staring
into Armando's beautiful dark green eyes.  So innocent, and so wonderful.
Miguel smiled to himself. 'So this is what they meant by the eyes are the
windows to the soul.' Miguel mused as he looked at Armando.  Even with the
hangover Armando still looked terrific.  Miguel smiled. "So, how do you
feel now?  I hope you dont mind my having been in charge of you, but you
were in no position to get home on your own safely." Armando seemed to
become bashful as he squirmed a bit more.  "Um, thank you again, guess this
is second time you got me out of a bad situation.  I'll owe you one."
Miguel grinned. "Actually, it was my pleasure, but since you owe me two
now, perhaps its time for me to collect." Miguel shifted his position and
was soon on top of Armando, with their lips just inches away from each
other. "Um, well, what did you have in mind, perhaps i buy you dinner or
something?" Armando was now very nervous, though most would have been at
that point.  A huge, intimidating, and very handsome latin Marine laying
down on top of you and looking at you intensely could make anyone nervous.
"I was thinking of something else if you dont mind.  You see, from the
moment I saw you I have wanted nothing else but you.  I want to know if you
will feel the same way about me.  I'm pretty sure that once you see what I
can do for you, you will love what you can do for me."  Armando was
confused.  For a Marine he was very well-spoken, and for a jarhead he was
not sounding like a confused horndog with nothing on his mind but pussy.
The closeness of the situation was making Armando very confused.  Not to
mention very aroused.  "You see, last night, I had the best sleep ever in
my life.  All it took was holding you and I felt better than I have in over
4 years.  I dont want to lose that, and I know that there is no one else
who makes me feel this way." Armando wanted to lick his lips as he was very
nervous, but Miguel's lips were hovering just an inch from his now.
Resting his forearms on either side of Armando's head, Miguel leaned in to
give Armando his first kiss.  Armando shut his eyes expecting at any moment
for Miguel to do something to say he was kidding, or that it was all a
joke.  Instead he felt soft but firm lips pressed against his.  A kiss out
of a hollywood movie, it was passionate and soothing at the same time.
Armando wanted to fight it, but the perfection of the kiss wouldnt allow
it.  The kiss seemed to last a lifetime, even though it had only been a few
seconds, and when Miguel stopped and looked down at Armando he was rewarded
with a look of utter beauty.  Armando's eyes were closed in a peaceful
bliss of happiness. Miguel had to stop from breathing hard when he felt
Armando's hands hesitantly enfold Miguel and gently caress him.

	Miguel felt his sides shiver at Armando's touch.  It was a thrill
completely new to him.  Resting further on top of Armando, Miguel leaned in
and nipped Armando's ear lightly.  Armando gasped and a ripple effect went
through hiw whole body.  'Sensitive everywhere it seems.  That can only
mean he has never been touched by anyone.' Miguel thought with amusement as
he nuzzled Armando's cheek and went further down to begin brushing his lips
across Armando's neck.  Soft and vulnerable, yet incredibly masculine
still, Miguel saw Armando as a subdued panther, enjoying the thrill of the
mate.  Enfolding Armando into him, Miguel knew he was in charge and yet had
to be careful not to scare Armando.  Gentle nips on the neck and kisses to
emphasize that he wasnt going to hurt him allowed Armando to relax a bit
more with each moment.  Miguel took his time now that he had set the mood
and the moment.  He wanted Armando's first time to be overwhelming to the
point where Armando would be senseless afterwards.  Gently yet firmly
moving Armando's hands up wards he admired the toned and athletic prowess
that Armando's body was sculpted into.  Like most Marines, Miguel had been
obsessed largely with bulking up.  Carrying heavy loads and having a huge
look was all about the Marines' style.  Miguel had taken it further into
having a huge and ripped look unlike the other marines who merely were big
and not defined.  Miguel was pleased that Armando had taken the effort to
be defined and trim first.  His muscle was hardened naturally and yet he
was not grotesque with awkward symmetry.  His biceps were defined and
looked so lustful with the smooth skin and wonderful brown latin tan.
Miguel kissed and nibbled till he knew Armando was comfortable.  That was
when he let the Marine in him loose the bit a little.  Sucking on every
part of Armando rewarded him with gasps and moans from Armando.  Ones that
showed he was definetly new to all of it.  His moans were that of someone
who was honestly reacting to his body being worshiped and stimulated.

Miguel was pleased and left no part of Armando wanting.  Miguel made it a
point to squeeze, massage, and caress various body parts on Armando.  By
the reaction he received he was getting an idea of what spots were
sensitive on Armando, and what spots were a natural stimulant.  Armando's
ears were the primary stimulant.  Any contact, sucking, nibbling, licking,
caressing on Armando's ears had him writhing with need.  Finally, Miguel
had Armando relaxed enough that he allowed himself to be turned over and
lay on his stomach.  Miguel felt as a lion, sniffing out his mate.  laying
on top of Armando again he wrapped one arm around Armando's chest and
rested his now swollen member between Armando's firm and tender ass.
Suckling on Armando's shoulder, neck, and cheek he knew he was in control.
Armando was moaning and unknowingly squeezing his ass.  With Miguel's cock
laying like an oversized bratwurst between those firm and tan cheeks,
Miguel was stimulated to his baser animalistic needs.  He wanted Armando
and he wanted him soon.  Moving down Armando's body, he held Armando down
again as a reminder that he was not to move.  Kissing and caressing
Armando's back, Miguel admired the awesome muscle definition.  Broad
shoulders and back that narrowed into a tapered waist.  The skin smooth and
yet hardened.  Armando obviously had not been just a gym regular, this sort
of muscle was based from doing some good ol'fashion manual labor.  The
small of Armando's back proved to be almost too much for Armando when
Miguel began probing it with his tongue.  Licking it slowly and working his
tongue up Armando's back had Armando writhing and squirming.  His moans got
more and more seductive to Miguel's ears.  It hit the right note with him
as Miguel finally made it back down to the target of his lust.  Armando's
perfect latin ass.  Only a small tuft of hair at the top of his cheeks, the
smooth skin was firm and tanned golden brown evenly.  It had muscle, and
when Miguel ran a finger across one cheek, the ass squeezed in reaction.
'beautiful ass that will be mine.  I will mark you as my territory and no
one else will fuck that perfection.' Thought Miguel as he rubbed one cheek
while slowly rubbing his nose on the other.  Once again that scent of
cinnamon was there and it really amused Miguel.  Unable to resist, Miguel
bit down on Armando's left cheek and got the reaction he expected.  Armando
bucked and tried to move away.  Miguel growled a warning again and quickly
laid back down on top of Armando. "You are mine now, I will be gentle, I
will never hurt you, but you will trust me without hesitation." Holding
Armando's arms, and waiting for Armando to relax and submit, Miguel was
satisfied as he returned to administer his attention to Armando's ass.
Kissing and suckling on both cheeks, he grinned at hearing Armando moan and
clench uncontrollably.  Miguel solved that problem by giving Armando a
light swat to remind him that Miguel was in control.  Armando would quickly
relax, but all too soon he would clench at feeling Miguel once again
overstimulate him.  Miguel didnt mind as he was stimulated himself.  Like
most latinos he was a demanding one and wanted his passion to be the only
thing a sex partner desired.  Miguel finally managed to relax Armando
enough to allow his cheeks to be parted.  His ass muscles relaxed, and
would slowly relax a bit more as Miguel probed with his touch.  Rubbing his
nose at the top of Armando's ass, he felt the heat and stimulation that had
built up.  Armando's body was responding naturally and honestly at Miguel's
touch and Miguel wanted more.  Licking and nibbling further into those
parted ass cheeks he finally saw the cherry he had been lusting for.  It
was smooth and untouched, clean and pink the further in.  No wrinkles, but
that would change once Armando lost his virginity.  Miguel breathed in the
scent of cinnamon again and wondered about that.  It wasn't an overpowering
scent, but it was a sweet and tangy one that made you want to lick a
cinnamon stick.  Miguel breathed it in and swatted Armando's ass when he
made an attempt to squirm away. Miguel didnt wait for Armando to relax, but
parted his butt fully and allowed his tongue to probe all around Armando's
bud.  Armando's body once again shivered all over, and it stimualated
Miguel to know that he got that reaction.  This hot latino who was so
powerful in his way, but helpless before Miguel's administration.  With
having no experience before in these sensations they were a paralyzing
effect on Armando, and Miguel used it to his full advantage.  Swirling his
tongue around Armando's hole he got closer and closer to his target.
Armando was moaning and had latched onto Miguel's arms in an attempt to
control his actions, but that only made Miguel growl in appreciation and
kiss Armando's ass at least a dozen times before he finally plunged in.
Armando's bucking from feeling this new sensation invade his most private
of places was impressive.  Had he been a colt he would have been considered
for Rodeos. Miguel disengaged Armando's hands from his and swatted
Armando's ass.  The sting was enough to make Armando aware again and he
whimpered as his body involuntarily relaxed to try to avoid another swat.
Miguel took it slowly again as he probed with his tongue the very ass ring
that he had just penetrated.  It was tight, and Miguel was sure that
Armando could capture Miguel's tongue in his ass if he tightened.  Miguel
probed and withdrew a number of times.  Slowly enter, and then teasingly
withdraw.  The cinnamon scent had filled Miguel's nostrils and its
overpoweringly stimulating aroma was driving Miguel crazy.  Knowing that he
should loosen Armando up with his fingers, Miguel reluctantly rotated his
body around.  with his thighs now on either side of Armando's sides, Miguel
layed down on Armando's back and let some spit hit Armando's ass.  Circling
around Armando's pucker, he managed to push his middle finger in.  Armando
cried out and begged Miguel to stop.  "If you really want me to stop then
say it again, otherwise, never lie to me again.  Your body knows what it
wants and I intend to show it how much it needs me as much as I need you."
With that, he paused as his middle finger probed and pushed in and out
slowly.  Armando gasped, but couldnt say stop again.  Miguel snorted
approval and began again.  It didnt take him long with his experience to
find Armando's special spot and soon he had Armando arching his back and
his ass gently humping Miguel's finger.  After letting his finger do enough
stretching, Miguel slowly inserted a second finger.  Armando involuntarily
bit down on Miguel's ankle, and Miguel growled.  "Yeah, I know its tight
and it hurts a bit, so bite all you want.  I'm a Marine, and that's what
i'm here for.  I can take the pain, and give you the pleasure only a Horny
and experienced Marine can give.  Armando managed to stop biting, and then
became curious.  Stroking Miguel's muscular Calf and leg, he could see how
smooth and delicious his legs were.  Brown and big, Armando hesitantly
kissed one to see what the reaction would be.  Miguel stopped and moaned.
"Yeah baby, i want you to kiss me as well, lick me, bite me, whatever you
want.  I'm all yours just as you will be all mine." Armando timidly kissed
and sucked on Miguels' legs and found it to be very stimulating.  It also
helped him forget the pressure that Miguel was exerting on his hole.
Tasting Miguel's flesh, feeling his skin with his tongue made Armando moan.
It was so natural, so good to lick and nibble on him.  It felt right, and
Armando lost himself in the sensation.  Miguel had by this time managed to
get a third finger in and was able to comfortably push in and out in a good
rhythm.  Miguel had been taken by surprise when Armando had bit down on his
ankle, but it had been so hot that Miguel had began to leak even more
pre-cum.  His cock was now hard and at its full 9 and a half inches.
Thick, but not grotesque, Miguel's cock was all but demanding to be inside
Armando.  Withdrawing his legs from Armando's attention made Armando cry
out in protest, but when Miguel had returned to lay on top of Armando's
back with his face now above Armando's, Armando took in a gasp. He could
feel Miguel's dick wedged between his ass cheeks and it felt huge.  "I want
to be inside you Armando, I want you to feel my need for you, I want you to
need me as well.  It might hurt a bit, but I want you to relax, because
very soon it will be so good to have it in you you will beg me for more."
Miguel's words and breath on Armando's ear did the trick.  Miguel nibbled
on Armando's neck and shoulders before rotating Armando's neck around to
invade his mouth with Miguel's tongue.  The sensation and body contact were
becoming overwhelming and Miguel lost himself in the sensation.  His focus
was now completely on Armando and he reached out as if in a dream and
picked up the lube from the nightstand.  It was extremely good quality and
had a desensitizing effect as well to enable a tight ass to not feel as
much of the pressure.  Miguel squirted a generous amount onto Armando's
hole and smoothed it around so that it evenly coated in and around
Armando's hole.  Puting a handful into his palm, Miguel coated his dick in
and thorughly made sure to get it all.  Capping the lube and putting it on
the floor, Miguel probed Armando's ass with his fingers a few more times to
make sure it was ready.  Directing his dick to Armando's hole he placed the
mushroom head at Armando's hole.  "Relax my lover, I want you to enjoy
this, take a deep breath, then relax your body, dont think, dont speak,
just relax and let me enter you and be yours as you be mine." So saying,
Miguel slowly began to insert himself.  It was tight even though Miguel
knew Armando was doing his best to relax.  With a small thrust, Miguel was
able to get his head in.  Armando sucked in a huge breath, and moaned.
Miguel placed his hand on Armando's back and slowly pushed some more.
Armando was taking deep breaths and was able to relax on the exhale.  This
gave Miguel a rhythm to time when to push and when to wait.  It was slow,
but Miguel was patient and held his animalistic side in check.  He was
going to be the lover first, letting his lover feel the sensation as slowly
as necessary to make sure it didnt increase pain.  About halfway in, Miguel
was surprised when all of a sudden his dick slid home all the way.  Miguel
moaned at feeling himself completely inside of Armando.  Armando tried to
get up at feeling the sudden uncontrolled thrust and almost hit Miguel in
the chin with the back of his head.  Quickly Miguel placed his forearm on
Armando's nape and pushed him back down as he layed down fully on top of
Armando's back.  "It's okay, its okay, shh, i'm sorry, it felt so good that
i pushed too hard.  Just relax." Miguel could feel Armando's whole body
shiver as Miguel kept up the pressure to make sure he remained inside.
Armando's ass was doing its best by tightening and trying to force the
sudden intrusion out.  Miguel's words and his commanding and sensual voice
were enough to finally calm Armando down.  Armando was mumbling a dozen
things at once in spanish, and appeared to have lost all sense of
reason. Moaning and begging for Miguel. Miguel kissed him tenderly and bit
into his shoulder a bit to help distract him from the other pressure.
Armando's breathing gradually calmed down, and when he felt Armando's ass
once again relax, he slowly withdrew halfway out.  Armando was holding
Miguel's forearm and squeezed it mercilessly at feeling Miguel pull out
partway.  Armando's moan was now the same as Miguel's at feeling the
sensation of being taken.  Of having this Latin muscle god on top of him
entering him slowly and then withdrawing just enough for Armando to want
more.  Then Miguel decided to test and see if Armando was at the point of
no return.  Pulling all the way out in a smooth motion he waited.  Armando
gasped and began to suck on Miguel's fingers.  "Do you want more? i will
stop if you tell me to, but if you tell me to never stop, i will make you
mine.  There will be no going back, you will be my lover and the boyfriend
of a United States Marine forever.  I wil be yours, and you will be mine.
It is your choice." Miguel's dick was stiff with need after having a taste
and it demanded more.  Miguel though waited for Armando's answer.  He had
to know that Armando wanted him, would say it, and believe it.  Armando
managed to gasp and tried to sort his emotions.  He was no fool and knew
that if he said stop Miguel would.  Yet his body and his mind were crying
out to tell Miguel to never stop and to give him more over and over.
"I-I-I want this so much, It is so different, so overpowering, I-I-"
Armando turned his head and looked Miguel in his eyes.  Armando felt the
lust and something deeper in Miguel's eyes, the intensity of his look, the
lips moving as if willing Armando to tell him to never stop.  Armando knew
at seeing that look instantly that there was no other choice.  The moment
of denial was over.  "Dont ever stop, I will be yours." Armando said as he
waited.  Miguel brought his mouth onto Armando's and then brought his dick
to bear down on Armando's hole.  Parting Armando's legs to better comfort
them both, Miguel inserted his dick in and knew that this would be the last
time he ever had to ask if Armando would be his.  'You are now my only
lover, and I will love you for all time.' Thought Miguel as he thrust
himself all the way in and proceeded to make passionate love to Armando.
Thrusting and sucking, grabbing and kissing, the heat and intensity of the
moment made Armando lose his ability to be aware.  His body was now this
Marine's to make love to as he wished.  The intensity of his thrusts, his
demand that Armando yield, his strong body controlling Armando's and his
powerful swollen mantool pounding into him, touching the pleasure button
inside Armando over and over, Armando was lost to it all.  Miguel knew that
this would never be the same with anyone else.  Every part of his body
demanded he be a part of Armando's.  He ached to fill him, needed to own
him, had to mark him as his own.  Miguel was now pounding into Armando with
intensity and abandon.  Harder and faster he thrust into Armando, and
feeling Armando's heat build up as he too approached the peak of their
passionate love-making.  Miguel felt the sensation touch him powerfully as
he felt his nuts tighten up to prepare to mark Armando as his.  "I'm gonna
cum, oh shit, oh fuck, here it comes I- HOO-RAHH!!!!!" Miguel bellowed as
he pushed his dick in for the last thrust and held it there.  His dick
exploded inside Armando, filling him, over and over, 3, 4,5,6, Miguel shot
over and over, felt his whole body drain itself to make sure that Armando
was his.  Armando had felt the sensation of being filled and it had
triggered the most intense orgasm ever.  He was cumming hard and almost
painfully as his ass tightened around Miguel's still shooting cock.  Deep
inside of him the heat from Migue's cum made Armando cry out as he felt
Miguel collapse on top of him. Miguel for the most part felt as if his
whole body had been numbed with the sensation.  It was the best high he had
ever felt, the high of finding a soul mate.  As the incredible sensation
began to release Miguel from his numbing sensation he realized that he was
exerting all of his strength on Armando, Armando apparently hadnt noticed
since he was also still trying to recover from the sensation, but Miguel
immediately relaxed his hold on Armando to better comfort him.  Feeling his
whole body drained from the most intense and passionate love-making of his
life, Miguel felt his whole body finally relaxing.  Laying down upon
Armando, he managed to nuzzle the nape of his neck.  Kissing and stroking
Armando carefully, he could feel the sweat between them slowly dry as
Armando relaxed. His toes had been curled apparently the whole time, and it
took Armando quite awhile to finally relax enough to unclench them. Miguel
moaned when he felt Armando's inner muscles pulse and squeeze rapidly from
the after effects of love making. Miguel nibbled on the nape of Armando's
neck, and kissed him almost destperately as he tried to relax. His body
still felt the need to possess Armando, and the warmth that Miguel's dick
was still surrounded by wouldnt allow him to soften. Armando finally
returned to breathing normally and sighed as he deflated his body and
relaxed. The kissing on his neck, warm and heavy body on top of his back
felt comforting and safe. Miguel apparently liked laying down on top of him
for he showed no signs of wanting to move off. Armando felt Miguel encircle
his arms around him again and nuzzle his neck before actually laying his
head next to Armando's. His even breathing helped set a rhythm for Armando
as well. "I love you." whispered Miguel before the bliss of sleep enfolded
him and gave him the first ever fully wonderful sleep.