Date: Thu, 23 Mar 2000 03:08:00 GMT
From: Devil Dog <amax69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lost in Lust

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LOST IN LUST

     It's a normal day on Camp Pendleton. Into the routine, everything's
squared away. Inspections are passed, and missions are accomplished. On good
days, time goes by quickly, on bad, well, you know how shitty days are.
After a hard days work as a Marine, I like to go build my body the Marine
Corps way. The Corps knows how to build bods.

     So it's 1700 and I'm headed towards the gym. Inside my head is a pool
of intense thought, lustfull thought, thoughts about what I would like to do
to my fellow Marine buds.  I gain control though, I keep those thoughts in
my head. They sometimes get the best of me though. I've been in the Corps
for three years, and I continue to lust like a filthy pig after my Marine
buddies. Everywhere I look all I see is a HOT jarhead, devil dog, or
leatherneck. I park my car, get out and go inside.......


       Once in, I see a gym full of hard bodied, hard muscled jarheads.
They're all sweaty and worked up, in the middle of their workouts. I scan
the room to see if I know anyone, and my eyes stop at Corporal Kennedy.
Goddamn he's fine, as fine as the rest of em'.
I go to the locker room to change, throw my trash into the locker, slam it
closed and walk out. As I exit the locker room, I notice about four hot
devil dogs in the sauna. I go in to sweat out some stress and relax my
muscles before my workout. I sit down, and gaze the tiny room. There it goes
again, sick lust at it's best. I imagine having one dude bent over, railing
his guts with my dick, and having another lick my asshole.

        My thoughts are going wild at this point. I have a hard on, but they
dont' notice. A few moments pass, silence, then they get up to leave,
leaving my sick ass in there to burn up alone. I don't mind, ten minutes
hasn't passed yet. After they leave, to my surprise comes Corporal Kennedy.
He steps in, and sits down next to me on the other side. He asks me if I
have the time, "oh it's about 1745 right now" I replied.  A few seconds
pass, then he says "How long you been in here?"
"Just a few minutes" I tell him. The silence bounces back, awkwardly.
In the silence, I fuck him in my mind. What I didn't know was that over next
to me, the same thought pattern was taking place inside his mind.

        He finally builds up enough nerve to make a move, which is dangerous
in this environment. People (namely Marines) just don't do things like that.
But evidently, he somehow knew about me, perhaps he'd seen me at a club or
bar, or maybe even the adult bookstore.
He reaches over, and grabs my arm, caressing it gently, letting me know that
the ball is in my court. With a raging boner and my mind like it was, I
didnt' waste a fuckin' minute. I grabbed the back of his head and began
kissing him. His wet Marine mouth tasted so fuckin' good. We were both
breathing hard, and the sauna isnt' the place to over exert yourself.


       I didn't care though. I wanted this piece of manly Marine meat.
I wanted to fuck his brains out. I wanted to fuck his bowels and make them
know who'd been there. I wanted to tenderize his ass, make him moan and
groan like an animal. He was mine, and I would take him with me. We stopped
briefly, grabbed our stuff and ran to the locker room where no one was. We
kissed some more, then I had to do more. I went directly to his cock, his
big, veiny man dick. I sucked that goddamn dick like I ain't never sucked a
cock before. I tasted his salty precum, filling my mouth, making me want
more. Then I got real sick and dirty. I told him to piss on me, to piss in
my mouth, and all over my face. He didn't wait a second, he immediately
pissed all over me, and his jarhead piss tasted like electricity. I was in
ecstacy, letting him humiliate me on the floor like a dirty whore. I wanted
more, I couldn't stop.

      Soon after he pissed on me, he let out a fart, a nice, loud, manly
Marine fart, the kind that makes you get an instant erection.
I sniffed the air like a pig. I rejected oxygen for methane, from this manly
stud. He let out another real loud fart after that, and I repeated my
respiratory greed. I wanted everything from him. Everything. He was laughing
at me while I sniffed his farts, he thought that was the funniest thing in
the world. But I'm a pig, and that's no joke, I'm a dirty, rotten, sex pig.
I'm a fart fiend. I'm a cum junkie, and I'm a piss pig.

      Well, things were heated, and I had to bust nut in this stud.
I grabbed him, bent him over, and crammed my big, manyly Marine dick into
his tender guts. I pushed and he whimpered. I pushed even harder, and he
moaned louder as well. I fucked his guts. I eyed his high n' tight Marine
hair cut as I fucked him, I observed every detail on the back of his
beautiful Marine jarhead. I bent down while pounding his ass and licked his
cute little Marine ears. I then licked his back, and then I focused the rest
of my lustfull energy into "gutting" the stud. I railed him hard, and he
loved it. He looked back at me (which turns me on like hell) and said "I
want you to cum in my mouth" and I knew I was near, so I said "c'mon, turn
around" "Ahhh, fuck yeah, ooohhhhhh, fuck, fuck, fuck, ahhhhhhhhh"
"Cum on me" "please, cum, cum all over my, in my mouth, uunnnnhhhhh"
And out it came, Manly Marine jis spewd out powerfully onto his chin, face,
most if it spurting inside his fuckin' mouth. He slurped it up like the good
little devil pup that he was. He wanted more, and I squeezed every last drop
from my dick to his tongue. He smiled at me, and then got up.

    Both of us stood there exhausted, sweaty and worked out. After that, we
showered and left. We hung out that night, and later became the best of fuck
buds. I tell you man, Marine life ain't bad.........


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