Date: Sat, 29 Mar 2008 11:12:11 EDT
From: Tommyhawk1@aol.com
Subject: Party Hardy, Hoo-Rah!

			   PARTY HARDY, HOO-RAH!
			   By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
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"Party hardy!" one guy said as he raised his beer and poured it over one of
his buddies. "Hoo-rah, hoo-rah! Ruh-ruh-ruh-ruh-ruh!" That last was a
pretty good rendition of a pig's grunting. The young Marine was extremely
drunk, cute as a bug, and about nineteen years old, grinning like a
maniac. I smiled at that, at him, nodded and moved on into the next room,
where a card game was in full swing, gathered up empty plastic glasses and
handed out fresh ones full of beer. Six guys playing cards, all young, all
cute, all muscled, and all ignored me like I didn't exist.

How cruel the Fates can be! I was absolutely surrounded by young, muscled,
gorgeous guys, talking, laughing, some wearing only a brief pair of briefs
(a raunchy game of strip poker earlier had stripped some of them that far;
I wasn't sure what had happened to the others...if anything), others
wearing only their pants, all gyrating around to the music as they danced
around each other. They were drinking, talking to each other, touching each
other, smiling into each other's eyes. And me, smiling like a moron,
nodding when I was looked at, all alone at one hell of a lively party!

Yeah, alone! I was alone here in three important ways. I was the only one
who wasn't part of the games and comradeship born from shared recent
experiences, they were nearly all strangers to me and unwilling to expand
their friend base just now. I was the only one here (so far as I knew,
anyway) who was gay. And I was the only one who wasn't a Marine fresh out
of basic training.

Thanks to my longtime best friend who was now a Marine assigned to their
base, my house had been invaded by the USMC. Well, sort of. He was throwing
a party in my house (which wasn't very far from his Marine base) with my
approval, and it was attended by every leatherneck who didn't currently
have a girlfriend or somewhere else to go in the short leave they enjoyed
before receiving their assignments. So I was keeping my cool as best I
could, playing the convivial host, all the while surrounded by hot, young,
gorgeous (and straight! Never forget that they were all straight!) men
talking, drinking, playing cards, yelling, telling stories, knocking over
lamps, dropping bottles on the floor. A popular comment of theirs seemed to
be to grunt like a pig, that "Ruh-ruh-ruh-ruh-ruh!" sound. Another was to
talk in alphabet soup; sort of like, "My JGE took a PRG to the HQ to get
some MRV's, and the ABD told him to take it to the LN." I know, that's
gobbledy-gook letters I've used that make no sense, but that's how it
sounded to me! No sense! Like listening to a foreign language! I was
excluded by this language they shared, and as I said, left smiling and
nodding like a senile old man while they swarmed around me, ignoring me
completely except when they wanted a beer.

Well, at least I finally had an excuse to end this long torment; it was
after midnight and I had to work in the morning. I had given my friend use
of the house until midnight and now it was time for him to get them to all
go home, or go to a movie, or go anywhere, as long as they didn't stay
here!

I saw Kevin in the crowd, but I'm not real sure he saw me. I sighed,
decided it was better to let the late hour ride, if these young Marines
stayed longer, fine, I'd just go to bed and hope the racket all went away
sooner or later.

Two hunks, both shirtless, were seated on the stairs side by side,
talking. I squeezed between them, putting my hands on their ample, rounded
shoulders as I went up, saying a quick word of apology as I did, and then
up the stairs, letting the sounds of happy men enjoying each other behind
me. The loneliest feeling in the world, going up those stairs, a piece of
life I was shut out of and could never, NEVER join no matter what I did.

At the top, just outside the bathroom, I paused and put my palms over my
nose and mouth and inhaled. Did I smell just a bit of the young
hormonal-driven sweat from those two guys on them? Maybe some. Maybe not.

Got into the bathroom, turned on the light, looked into the mirror and
said, "You pathetic queer!" I'm allowed to call myself that. Why wasn't I
getting out more, I was reasonably young still, being in the low thirties,
reasonably good-looking, my body wouldn't take a lot of work to muscle up
if I was diligent. Some aerobics, some weights, a few weeks at the gym and
I could make a trek to the next town and the gay bar they had there.

Looked around the top floor as I walked to my bedroom. Four bedrooms, and I
only used one. I'd offered a second to my friend to use if he wanted it,
but the other two were all made up, ready for the overnight or week-long
visitors I'd planned for and never had. I'd inherited this house, and I
really should sell it, buy a smaller one. That or try to bring in some
fellow gay men to share my life. You don't have to fuck a gay man to like
having him around, you know. And if one did want to, I'd be right there....

God, that bed of mine was so cold when I slid under the covers! Felt real
lonesome, too, a king-sized bed with only pint-sized me lying in it, too
much room for comfort. The noise of the men, which had dimmed while I was
up and active, began to worm its way into my brain again. Some were
leaving, others were still downstairs. Their evening was drawing to a
close, I would clean up dirty glasses and plates tomorrow and empty
ashtrays, and try again to whiff that heady aroma of young male stud that
had touched them before me.

A racket outside my door, a couple of guys had really tied one on. Those
Marines had been putting away an awful lot of beer and there had been a
dozen bottles of vodka down there as well. Maybe I'd wake up tomorrow and
check the bedrooms or downstairs and find some passed-out young hunks in
there, a final feast for my weary eyes as they slid over those fair young,
white bodies. I'd have to check if they were breathing, wouldn't I? And
touch them to wake them up, too.

My door opened and I saw in the light from the hallway they were two of my
Marine guests, and both appeared totally smashed. One was a blond stud with
a body that belonged on a surfboard instead of stuffed inside a green
uniform. The other was darker-skinned, not black but maybe Latino, or
something more exotic. That base pulled men from over a sizeable portion of
the country, he could be Arabic or Hindu. Whichever, he was also plastered.

And they came in and I started to speak, then stopped. Inside, they closed
the door, but the light under the door was enough that I could see they
were kissing each other. And I mean hard!

Oh, God! Two young Marines were about to have sex right in my own bedroom!
I shrunk away from the bed's edges, pulling my body into the center. They
were at my bed's foot, they could come into it from any side. Maybe they
wouldn't see me, I could lie there and watch them make love, oh, God, they
were undressing each other! The blond guy was barechested, the darker guy
was wearing only a tanktop. I saw the blond guy peel the tanktop over the
other guy's head, then reach and stroke the ample, broad chest beneath. The
dark guy reached and pulled the blond guy's buttocks toward him, locked
their groins together, and he ground against the blond and the blond ground
back. Then their hands were at their waistbands, and roaming around the
inside of the top of the pants, as they loosened and slid them down. The
boxers of the blond, the jockstrap of the dark guy, they went down with the
pants, and now my two Marine studs were totally naked. Me, I sat in bed
with the covers pulled up around my neck like a frightened virgin! If they
saw me now, they would...they would leave! Darkness was still dominant, but
as their eyes adjusted, they might see pale me in that bed!

"Come on!" one hissed to the other (I couldn't tell which, no accent) and
they came toward the bed. If they were going to catch me, now was the time.

One on each side, they caught the covers and pulled them down, and I was
bared as they climbed into bed. Please don't see me, please don't see me,
please, please, let this moment last!

A pair of naked bodies pressed against me from both sides, me flat on my
back between them. Two hard cocks burned my hips from either side, two
hands slid up onto my chest, one higher than the other, two legs reached up
to pinion my own legs into place. And two pairs of lips kissed my cheeks
from both sides at once.

"Mmmm!" came the voice from my left. I could just see it was the blond guy,
though in that state of near darkness, it was a case of comparing him to
the guy on the other side to be certain.

"Shhh!" came the hiss from the dark guy. "We don't want to wake up the guy
who owns this house!"

"Yeah, yeah, shhh!" the blond guy said.

The dark guy's hand came over and caught my face, steered it toward his,
and he kissed me on the lips. Oh, God! Yes! Yes! Young, hardbodied studs in
my bed, one of them kissing me, the other dipping his head down to suckle
my nipple! Oh, Jeez!

I threw caution to the winds, I caught a hard dick in each hand and I
nearly swooned at feeling them pulsing there. I couldn't jerk them much in
that position, but I managed a few moves that won me dripping hot slime
that sparked onto my thighs.

Dark guy grabbed my cock, and blond guy tried, but was thwarted. I wondered
if he'd speak up, realize that there was a third man here, but he impacted
the hand, and retreated, and instead the mouth began a trek down my body,
its destination was to travel across my stomach and swallow me down.

Oh, God, they'd figure this out for sure, now! What to do, what to do? I
fought my lips clear of the dark guy's mouth and hissed, softly as I could,
"Fuck me!"

His hand released my cock (Yes!) and he began to turn me onto my side, and
as he did, the blond guy, thinking I was pivoting toward him, moved,
sliding down the bed to keep his mouth on track toward my cock. As I went
onto my side, he made it, and scrunched to get his whole body downwards,
and then as dark guy shoved me to be partially onto my stomach, the blond
rolled onto his back to let me shove my dong down his throat.

I heard hawking sounds and knew the dark guy was lubing up his cock that
way. Oh, God, if blond guy heard! I quickly licked my palm, getting it wet
as I could, and I reached down with my moistened hand toward the blond guy,
moving to strain to reach his cock!

I didn't make it, but he felt the wetness and didn't stop his own
movements, and now I had a slicked-up wetted dong prying my buttocks apart.

I needed the blond guy up my way! I slapped at him with my wet hand again,
and he pivoted, understanding that if he was to get any jollies, I needed
his dick up where I was. The dark guy was pushing into my ass rather
roughly, his coordination thrown off by his state of intoxication. The
blond guy wasn't being too smooth either. That alcoholic fog was obscuring
myself to them, each thought he was making love to the other, not the host
of their party, that vacantly grinning non-Marine who had been passing out
tiny frankfurter pieces on crackers imbedded into Cheez Whiz spritzes
earlier. Not that guy. They had a fellow leatherneck in bed with them,
blond guy was sucking a gyrene dick, dark guy was plugging a Marine
ass. Not that other guy, he wasn't there, he was next door sleeping
soundly, the poor ignorant bastard, bet he's a fag the way he kept studying
us. Not him! Not me!

I agonized over every move I made, but I did it, I got blond guy's body
upside down relative to mine, and I had dark guy on top of me, and I sucked
the hot blond Marine cock into my mouth and I nearly passed out over how
sweet it tasted, so warm, so youthful, so hard, so eager for life and
adventure! And the dark Marine's pud buried itself all the way down to the
crinkly pubic hairs!

I had to grunt now, sandwiched between two athletic Marine hardbodies in
full rut, but that was okay. My grunts were blending with blond guy's to
the dark guy, and blond guy though my grunts belonged to dark guy. Oh, God,
I'd get away with this, I would, I would! Oh, oh, shit, yeah! A cock in my
mouth, a cock in my ass, both being powered by hot muscled bodies honed to
perfection in the roughest sort of basic training, the muscles toned to
endure and power the body they belonged to in any way for as long as
needed! These two jarheads could fuck and suck all night long if they
needed to!

Oh, God! I was about to come! So soon, too soon, these two Marines weren't
close to coming yet! Hold back, I begged my body, hold back, you have to
wait for one of them to come or they'll know, they'll know!

Useless, useless, my cock was in control and it yodeled joy as I hit my
climax, I moaned and grunted and, helpless, I jetted into the blond guy's
mouth. Orgasm clawed all the air from my lungs, I let go of his cock and
panted, laying my head on his inner thigh, and the blond guy sucked me
clean and dry.

"Oh, yeah, you like that, don't you?" the dark guy said, his own passion
rising. "Hot ass, God damn it, I love hot ass, fuck you, fuck you good,
yeah, yeah, oh, OH, OH, GAH, HUH-HUH-UH-UH-HUNNNKHHHHHH!"

I was getting my ass rammed full of hot Marine jizz and I figured I was
screwed in more ways than one. Blond guy couldn't think that climax was
anything to do with dark guy. He had to figure it out, didn't he?

"Suck me, damn it, suck me!" growled blond guy, and he jabbed his cock at
my face.

I couldn't believe it! I scarfed him down and I sucked on the hard knob
blissfully.

"Oh, damn, so hot, fucking hot ass, you like that, don't you, don't you?

"Oh, yeah, oh, yeah!" blond guy said. Did the beer befuddle his brain that
much? Couldn't he add up the numbers? A mouth sucking him and a mouth
talking didn't add up to one! "Gonna cream, gonna cream!"

I was going to get caught. But damn it, I'd be caught with a mouthful of
hot leatherneck spunk! I sucked on him hard, and the blond guy nattered on,
answered by the black guy who had pulled out of my ass, and then the blond
guy moaned, screeched, jetted his white hot load into my mouth!

"Oh, yeah, suck it, suck it, take it, take it all, God, yeah, suck it!"

"Like hell I will." said dark guy. "You done come ten minutes ago."

Blond guy was ejaculating at that moment, so I guess he didn't hear it. He
flooded my mouth with hot jizz and I swallowed it blissfully, so much sperm
and so warm, so warm!

"Oh, yeah, good, man, good! Oh, oh, oh!" blond guy moaned when he finished,
and I was lapping up the last dregs of his spunk from his cockhead.

"You are one good fuck in bed." the dark guy said.

"You're not so bad yourself." the blond guy agreed.

"We'd better get out of here, before someone catches us."

"Yeah, a shame. I could use another go before morning."

"Let's get back to the base and we'll see."

The two got out of bed and grabbed their clothes and got out, I heard the
bathroom door open and close, they must have gone in there to see how to
get dressed. Me, I was sweaty and drenched in their sweat and had Marine
jizz dripping from my ass and tingling on my lips. I waited there, and when
after a time, I realized that I wasn't going to have to pay any price for
being the third man in this little tea-for-two, I pulled the covers over
me. I could smell their bodies' oils on my covers, and this time, there was
no doubt about it. The aroma rocked me to sleep like a lullaby.

They were still partying downstairs. Party hardy, Marines, I thought to
them as I fell asleep. Party hardy, hoo-rah!

				  THE END
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