Date: Thu, 13 May 2010 20:34:07 +0100
From: BillMo <bill.moriarty@gmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 2 Marine Booty

Marine Booty -- Chapter 2 -- Lt. Colonel Taylor

Note: this is a prequel. This is where it all started my first Marine which
sets the stage for the rest of my life.

I was 23 and a cocky guy. I was a truck driver in the Navy and my big 6'7"
frame carried 220 pounds. I was a Petty Officer Third Class and my size and
attitude had moved me up fast. I was big everywhere especially where it
counted. My 9 x 5 prick had been fucking men since I was in high school.

My job was considered very soft work in the Navy. Basically, I had a lot of
time off as long as I got the job done. At this point in time I was driving
from Naval Station Mayport in Jacksonville , Florida to Jacksonville, North
Carolina home of the US Marine Camp Lejeune. I was hauling to the satellite
camp of Stone Bay across the river from the main camp. It was estimated the
job would last for 6 months and basically I would be dropping off my reefer
twice a week. I would stay a night over before returning to Florida.

I had to be signed off by Sergeant Smith who was an aide to a Lt. Colonel
Taylor. Smith was a big man himself and my dick rose on site of him. Smith
was about 6'4" maybe 210. He had a great ass and I would find out later
that he was 29.

Now I was a smooth talker and usually able to separate a nice piece of ass
from a crowd but this was not so easy on a marine base so for the first
couple of trips I just shot the shit with the Sarge. Being a cocky bastard
I was sure I would be able to get to him in time. I like big men.

On my third trip I was sitting in Smith's office waiting for the Sarge to
come out of a meeting with the Lt. Colonel. When he did come back he had
Taylor with him. I stood up and saluted the Colonel and he shook my hand
and talked about how timely delivery was essential. Even Officer can be
intimidated by size and the Lt. Colonel insisted on taking me to see what
they were building about which I did not give a shit. However, of course, I
went along. It seems he inspected the structure every day personally.

Lt. Colonel Jim Taylor was about 50 years old -- a bit old for me normally
but he was the picture of a Marine. He was around 190 at 6" and in
fantastic shape. I could not help but notice his ass and I think he noticed
by cock growing hard. Nothing was said but at this moment I shifted my
target from the Sarge to the Colonel. I knew it would be more difficult but
as I have told you before I was a cocky son of a bitch and I wanted his
marine ass bad.

It turned out to be easier than you could have believed. I stayed the night
at a passable. I stayed overnight in Maple Hill NC about 20 miles from the
camp. All the hooch joints near Lejeune were full of young Marines. Mostly
they were drunk as hell and looking to fight. Now, I could handle myself
but a single Navy guy in a bar full of marines is not good karma.

On my 5th trip, I pulled into Maple Hill at around 5 pm. I changed in
civilian clothes, cleaned up and went out to eat. I wander over to a red
neck bar I had come to use to hoist a few beers. I did not notice him at
first. He was sitting in a dark corner near the back of the
bar. Lt. Colonel Taylor was also in civilian clothes and I found out
shortly he was drinking a moderately expensive Scottish whiskey. I could
see he already had a buzz on. I don't drink to get drunk. I want to be
sober when I fuck.

I took my beer over to his table, not bothering to salute, and sat down and
said you look like you could use some company. He did not know what to say
and eventually said sure. Men talk to me easily found out that he was
taking a rare couple of days off. His bitch of a wife was off to her
mother's house for the weekend. I had found another unhappily married man
-- just asking for a man like me to bring about some change in their life
which I proceeded to do.

He was older, a Marine Lt. Colonel a built like a brick shit house but I
just took over. It is amazing how often it works. I wonder how often his
missus put out for him. A husband who is not getting it at home is easy
meat for me.

I sat so that he could see my big meat and balls. He looked, they all do. I
told him he could not drive home in his state and when he told me he was
going to take a taxi I told him to forget that. Let us go buy some of that
whiskey you're drinking and go to my hotel room. Let big Al take care of
you Colonel. I will drop you off back home tomorrow. I push my tackle over
to the left just to see his reaction. He said nothing but did not argue and
when he finished his drink I stood up and said let's go Jim. He did as he
was told, I was beginning to love marines.

We walked out of the bar to my truck. I put my hand on his ass and squeezed
his butt cheeks. I could see the Colonel did not exactly know what to do. I
wondered how many marines he had thrown out of the corps when they were
caught doing what comes natural. I kept talking to him in a commanding
voice. I was reversing what ought to have been the normal course. I could
see that he was confused and wrestling with what he ought to do. A quick
stop for his whiskey and I came back into the cab and gave him the
bottle. He quickly took a big slug. See Jim, I told you to trust in Al. I
am going to take good care of you.

He was a genuine all American career lifer in the marines. I bet he never
had as much as another man's hand on his cock. But already that confident
swagger and that control that he showed in front of his men was going. When
I pulled on my crotch again and asked him if he like it he did not answer
immediately. I raised my voiced and said it again, Jim do you like it? When
he answered it was in a voice barely above a whisper and it was Yea! I knew
now that this marine was going to surrender his ass with very few problems.

He could see my big erection and he knew he ought to have slugged me but
something made him very submissive. This is quite common among men in
powerful positions. It is like they want to lay down there every day
responsibilities and just take orders. He was to, horny as a bastard, and
when you have blue balls you don't always think straight.

I got him into the room and got him out of his clothes. Damn, he was
wearing a jock strap. When he turned around his pink ass was blinking at
me. I was going to ride off to heaven on that butt.

He was unsure of himself and kept muttering things like well I don't know
Al but I just kept sweet talking him and when I was undressed and turned
around and he got to see my pecker standing up straight and proud he just
gasped.

Take it Jim, put your hand around it, you know you want to. You could read
what was going on in his mind. Horny won out. Almost against his will he
reached out and grabbed my dick. He could not close his fingers around
it. You could see him thinking what a cock and I got to get out of here. He
began to jack my dick and I moved in and kissed him. Again the small revolt
before he began to kiss back.

I broke off the kiss. Suck it Colonel, I said in my most commanding voice,
you know you want to. His mind said no but his body sank to his knees. He
grabbed my pecker and pulled it toward his mouth. He dragged his tongue
over my big balls and slowly moved up the shaft. Take it cocksucker, I
yelled at him like a Sergeant on the parade ground. He knew he was about to
take a life changing step but my insistence won out and he took my big head
into his mouth. Oh yea, bitch, keep that up I told him. As I began to pump
even more of my cock into his mouth he got his first taste of cum as I was
leaking like mad. He did not want to like it but it was so hot. I moved my
dick back and forth and in and out and he soon got into the rhythm. He was
sucking cock and liking it. He used his left hand to play with my
balls. Yea, bitch you like it. You like the taste of my big rod don't you?

He did not answer as his mouth had other things to do. I let him do the
cocksucking for a bit before I began to feel the first feelings of jism
boiling in my balls. I sped up and got more and more of my cock into his
mouth. Deeper and deeper on each stroke my prick went. Fight that gag Jim
and keep breathing out of your nose I told him as more and more of my steel
hard rod penetrated his throat.

I grabbed his head in both of my hands and fucked him without any
mercy. Deeper and deeper my cock raped his mouth. He and I could both feel
my dick get harder as my cum was about to be released. With a loud grunt my
balls were in his cockhairs and I let go. He was soon tasting a warm flood
of cum as my seminal fluid spurted down his throat.

He gulped it and tried to swallow all of it. There was too much and it
began cumming out of the sides of my prick. He did not want to but you
could see that he loved it. I pulled out and wiped my cock on his crew
cut. High and tight would mean something different for him from now on.

Like all new cocksuckers he felt used and humiliated. I just grinned down
at him enjoying my conquest and in a bit of a post orgasmic glow. I
wondered what he would do next. I was going to fuck his ass whatever but I
let him work out the next step in his own mind.

I knew instantly. He wanted more and I was going to do just that for
him. My 9" was still almost fully hard again. This 50 year old married man
was now my bitch even if he did not know it yet.

Get me hard Colonel. I sat him on the bed. I used my cock like a paint
brush and colored his face with cum. It did not take him long to get me
rock hard once again. I pushed him onto his hands and knees on the bed and
with his pink pussy just hanging over the edge I spit in my hand and began
to moisten my fuck stick. He knew he was going to get fucked.

I pushed my big red dick head against his ass hole. I took hold of each of
his shoulders and slowly but surely forced my baby maker into his pussy. He
was moaning and in obvious pain. I would not let him back off and he was
not showing any signs of trying to. Inch after inch was pushed up his
plundered cunt. I was opening a new ass for him. My spear kept pushing and
soon my balls were up to his ass and he had me fully. Got you cherry, sir,
I mocked him. You won't forget the first man who took your virginity away
from you.

He was still in pain but I knew what to do with a new butt. I took my time
and his hole adapted to my cock. As he relaxed I began to fuck him harder
and harder. Fuck, he screamed, screw my ass Al. I could feel him as he
began to enjoy being reamed by my fat prick. Each time I dragged my dick
against his prostrate he would let out moans of pleasure. I bet he had not
even noticed that his own cock was leaking cum and hard as it had been in
years.

I know he was both humiliated and happy. When he began to move his ass back
onto my cock he had surrendered. I grabbed his hair and pulled his head
back towards me. You have found out who ranks in this bed don't you bitch?
I now own this ass and anytime anywhere I want it you will drop your pants
and take my junk in your trunk.  Your butt hole is for my use until I can
find you a dick to take over when I am gone bitch.

I slowed up my thrusts and with my dick buried deep in his cunt I was just
taking short strokes to prolong the feelings. He was purring like cat
now. He was really enjoying his new life style.

I was close and from his breathing I could tell that he was close as
well. I stopped with my cock buried deep and asked: Ok bitch, tell me what
you want, tell me what you need. You like fucking now?

He screamed back: fuck me, fuck me hard. Here was a hard broiled Marine
Lt. Colonel and he was begging for my meat. That turned me on big time I
rammed my big cock spitter deep up his ass, it was a wonder he could not
taste it in his mouth. I must have sounded like King Kong when I unloaded a
mighty load. One, two, three loads of my precious sperm shot up his cunt.

He came with me and screamed oh what a cum, this is unbelievable. I kept
pumping his ass wanting every drop of my cream to wash his ass. I was
breeding him and confirming to him that he was my bitch now.

I finished with him and pushed him down face first into his own cum. Listen
up bitch that is my cum leaking out of your ass. My swimmers are taking
over your body. Tighten up that pussy and keep them in as long as you
can. I will see you same place, same time twice a week. I have an idea for
a replacement for me when I am gone but until then your ass belongs to me
and no one else. Do you understand? He mumbled yes. I fucked him twice more
that night and when I drove him home in the morning we pulled over in a
truck stop and he sucked my jism one more time. Better job this time as
well, he was eager and learned fast.

My plan was simple. I was going to get Sergeant Smith's ass and then I was
going to introduce the Sarge to his commanding officer pussy. Least I could
do for the both of them.