Date: Thu, 14 May 1998 14:42:33 PDT
From: Clay Ivey <amax69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Semper Fidelis....a marines story

This story is contains explicit sex between men. Offended? Go away!

SEMPER FIDELIS...a Marine's Story.

    It getting late, so I figured I'd go out to the bar. John hadn't
come over that night, so I said fuck it. I hate late people, but even 
worse are no shows. Oh well. I was just stationed here about a month
ago, and I hadn't known anyone here except for John, a buddy of mine.
We went to boot camp together at Parris Island, and when I learned
he was gonna be here, I thought I'd hook up with him. You know, hang 
out, go to bars together, and just chill.

    Well, this night, he was probably out with some bitch fuckin' her.
After all, that is all he wanted. He's a nympho, and he won't stop til 
he gets some. I guess I'm the same way, with guys. I just don't make it 
as obvious as he does. 

    So, off to the local bar I go. San Diego is huge place, and fun 
also. I often just go to the str8 bars, but this night, I was pissed, 
horny as hell, lonely, and yearned to know what a gay bar was like, 
especially one next to a military installation.  I am familiar with the 
strip they're all on, yet I have never been in one. The names sound 
obvious, and there's so many to choose from. 

    Well, not knowing a thing about gay bars, I decide to just go to the 
first one I see. I walk in, harassed by the bouncer, and I'm thinkin' 
that I better watch myself. Don't ask don't tell, ya know.
But, soon I am more relaxed, and I go into another room where I see
where it's all at.  I walk in and see some Marines. I didn't know any 
Marines went to bars, but, I guess that's why I am there. So, I walk 
over, and get closer, and see that John is among the group of devil dogs 
in attendance. I am astounded, and shocked. He looked at me, smiled and 
said "I knew". I laughed, all red in the face, and nervous, and asked if 
he came here often. He told me that this was his main hang out, and that 
everytime he told me he was goin' to get pussy, he was actually goin' to 
the bar. Well, now I had a friend, not just a stranger, but the dude I 
went through boot camp with, and bunked with.

    Well, John asked me to sit down and have a few beers with him, and 
we talked all about the corps. and how we loved it. He told me that he 
really did want to tell me that he was into guys, but he "knew" I wasn't 
and he thought I hated fags. It's just that you have to be careful, 
that's all. So, just the two of us, sittin' there a drinkin' beer. After 
about and hour, we agree to go to a straight bar, and check the scene 
out. I told him that I didn't want to risk 
gettin' caught and that now that we "knew" then we'd be able to carry on 
private affairs, and no one would ever know, but if we were caught in a 
fag hang out, God knows what would happen.


   Well, once we left, he told me that he was in the mood for sex.
He didn't want to go to another bar, he wanted to go to my place, and 
finish off the evening. So, to my place we went. We started out, 
drinkin' more beer, and I knew he was reachin' his limit, and suggested 
that he not drink anymore. He gets rowdy when he's drunk, and you never 
know what to expect. Well, at this point, he was rolling around on the 
floor laughing, and beggin' me to fuck him.
It didn't take double thinkin' to make up my mind.

   At once, I was down on the floor on top of him, kissin' him, and 
enjoying it. He tasted like beer, and tabacco, and he was shit faced.
He also, was in his underwear, so, I decided to strip down too. Once
I did, something wild hit me. It was his hands, grabbin' at my 
underwear, trying to rip em' off. He succeeded in his attempt. He 
grabbed my erect cock, and began suckin on it. His hot, steamy, sexy 
Marine mouth overwhelmed my shaft. He knew how to suck cock, and did it 
well. His saliva on my dick felt sensational refreshing. I started
fuckin' his rough face, in and out, in and out, all the while him under 
me whimperin' like a but-crack nasty recruit. I orderd him to suck 
harder, and I pounded him harder, and harder, like a piston.

   He let out fart after fart and soon the smell entered into my 
nostrills. I couldn't believe how good a man's farts could smell. I 
don't know, but somethin' about a man's farts sends me over the edge.
It's sexy, cuz it's his ass smell. I craved it, and he knew it, and he 
laughed each time he farted, tellin' me to cream all into his mouth. I 
couldn't help it anymore. I let loose with bursting, ripping, cutting, 
torrents of white creamy hot guy cum all into his mouth. Some even 
leaked out, dripping onto the sides of his mouth, running all the way 
till it dropped to the ground beside him.

   Well, now it was his turn. He got up, all cummy, and threw me to the 
ground, and crawlin' on top of me, he yelled out the famous devil dawg 
yell! He peeled off his underwear and grabbed his cock and made way to 
my ass. He pushed in, without even loosening me up, and 
lunged all the way to the hilt. I nashed my teeth in pleasure and pain, 
and he started going full throddle into my ass. If fucked me, and fucked 
me, and screwed me and humped me for what seemed like hours, but which 
was only a short period of time. Knowing how evily I got turned on to 
farting, he farted several times, maoning and making animalistice noises 
and laughing. I couldn't believe how good it felt to get pounded by a 
masculine marine. It was the best, and I will never forget it. He fucked 
me sore. I was so sore I couldn't feel my ass as this point, but I did 
feel his cum shots. At once, without a warning, he gasped as he felt he 
cum shoot out into my ass, filling my Marine guts with juicy, white, 
hot, tasty, man cum. It tore its way through my rectum. Filling me up, 
and gushing further and further up my guts. It felt like a hot water 
hose was blastin' up my ass. 
I burned, and it felt great. I wanted more, but by that time, it seemed 
he passed out onto my back.

    By this time, I had collected a little jis to myself. I had a little 
more energy, and was ready to straddle him. I got up, and turned him 
over, onto his stomach, and then I went straight to his ass, parting the 
cheeks, and sniffing his fart maker. I stuck my tongue into his ass, it 
tasted like he hadn't bathed in a while, and was all dirty in his ass. 
But I wanted his raunch, and wouldn't stop until I got it. I cleaned him 
out well, and he tasted like man ass.
I loved it. It tasted and still smelled like farts. I then stuck my 
prick into him and began to fuck his ass. I went at it, and soon
let loose with torrents of marine cum as well, filling his ass up with 
it, and lettin' it soak into his being. 

  That night was one to be remembered, and one to be cherished.
I will. I love him, and we've sine grown to love him. He loves
me to.

email me with comments.

ClaY IveY
amax69@hotmail.com