Date: Sat, 12 Jan 2013 20:37:12 -0800 (PST)
From: Richard Lickerish <richardlickerish (at) yahoo.com>
Subject: Wild Turkey Christmas Eve in Reno: Chapter 2

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Wild Turkey Christmas Eve in Reno
By Dick Licker

Chapter 2: Christmas Morning

I awoke early Christmas morning. My old fuck buddy Buzz was cutting Zs
opposite me on the bed in the hotel room. We'd consumed our fair share of
Wild Turkey during Christmas Eve and then sucked each other dry. When one
has been in the Army as long as I have, waking up at zero: dark-thirty is a
way of life. I lay there for about and hour thinking about my early life,
stroking my morning wood, staring at Buzz's behemoth semi erect morning
manhood outlined by dawn's light filtering through the window. I thought to
myself how the hell do guys develop such humongous cocks.

Me, I had no choice but to be thankful for the seven plus inches God had
given me. Around most guys I never felt short-changed in the dick
department; however, Buzz made me feel a little fleeced in the fun pole
department. I began remembering those glorious days when Buzz and I were
kids. What great carefree days those were. We'd lived down the street from
each other for as long as I could remember, played sports and attended the
same schools. We also began puberty and sexual exploration about the same
age.

When we began puberty I noticed that my younger buddy was developing in the
dick department sooner and better than me. At the time I was about twelve
years of age and Buzz was eleven almost twelve. We'd gotten together
sexually somewhat innocently early in life and before long we began
comparing and measuring our dicks on a regular basis. Genital growth was
like a contest for us. After a while we began secret mutual masturbation
sessions. That led to oral sex. In high school I enjoyed watching Buzz
naked flaunting his rather long flaccid phallus in the locker room and
shower. He would prance around naked his dick swinging between his legs.

Watching Buzz wasn't difficult since he was a basketball player with
visions of becoming an NBA pro ball player. Although Buzz was good at
basketball he was never outstanding, therefore he didn't get a scholarship
to go onto play in college or the pros. I discovered early on that he was
most proficient as a cocksucker which led to other things he managed to
teach me. Although I'd only been mediocre at best as far as athletics in
school I played some little league baseball and soccer before high school
and then went onto wrestle a couple years in high school. Like a lot of
teenagers who dreamed about being a pro athlete I just didn't have any
aspirations in that direction.

In fact, I didn't have any direction in my life until I got into college
where I decided I would go into the Army. My interests were more in the
area of math and science, and of course viewing other boy's hard bodies in
the gym and their genitals in the showers. Maybe math and science is what
led me to Cal Poly, graduating with a double major in math and engineering,
but after a day of academics I enjoyed watching athletes practice and then
shower. That's how I became a coach's assistant and stats person. Best part
of that job was I got to see the hard-body players in the buff.

With our early life running around my inside my head that morning I reached
out for Buzz's engorged manhood. Hell the shaft alone would fill two
handfuls, but taking hold of the shaft's mid section with my right hand I
guided the prominent pink glans towards my awaiting warm wet mouth. My
tongue began tenderly caressing the spongy pink cockhead. As I licked
around the head I watched it grow and thicken. I could see all the texture
lines of the head. I never could take the whole length into my mouth, so I
just continued titillating the head with my tongue.

After about a half hour of my tongue subtly caressing the delectable glans
Buzz began to stir awake. I continued making love to the head of his big
cock, and then suddenly, I felt warm lips begin kissing my glans. I jumped
a little. We both were going to celebrate Christmas with mutual morning
blowjobs. Something, if I had my way, is the way I would want to wake up
every morning. But morning blowjobs in the Army were few and far
between. Morning BJs only seemed to happen when I was bedding guys, and
that wasn't very often. I'd quickly discovered that women just weren't into
sex after waking up, especially blowjobs. After two short-term marriages
and many girlfriends I was left doubting who was better in bed.

Christmas morning in that hotel room in Reno there was little doubt which
was going to be more enjoyable. I'd learned over the years that all that
bobbing up and down on a dick was mainly something seen in the porn
flicks. Instead of trying to take the full length of a guy's dick or
bobbing up and down I'd learned that oral sex was truly and art and there
were area of the penis that were more sensitive than others. After what
seemed like an hour of making love to each other manhood we both
ejaculated. We kept nursing cum from each other's balls until we were
thoroughly drained.

Finally, we had to cease do to the sensitive nature of our withering
wangs. I rolled over sitting up on the edge of the bed. I knew we had been
drinking heavily the night before the way my head felt. After months in
Afghanistan with no alcohol my system was going to have to get used to
booze once again. After we rolled over splitting apart Buzz bellowed,
"Merry Fucking Christmas buddy."

"Merry Christmas to you too buddy. Shall we take showers and go get some
coffee and maybe chow?" I asked.

"And a bottle of Wild Turkey after that. A big one," Buzz replied with a
laugh.

We both drug our asses out of bed trudging towards the bathroom. I turned
on the shower to let it warm up before stepping into the tub and pulling
the curtain closed behind us. As Buzz stood towards the front letting the
water rain down on him I pressed my body against his back, reaching around
to play with his nipples. Buzz looked over his shoulder at me and said, "I
see you remember my nipples are sensitive and if you keep that up one of us
is going to get fucked before breakfast."

"Promises, promises," I replied. "I'm the one with the meat between your
ass crack."

"And it feels so fuckin good. You want to do me here in the shower before
we eat or shall I eat your ass out for breakfast?" Buzz asked, working his
ass trying to engulf my semi hard penis. "You know we never got around to
any of that anal stuff back in the day."

"Yeah, I know. Maybe we can resolve that before the weeks over. Come on
let's get washed off and go for some coffee and then when we come back to
the room we'll fuck and suck or suck and fuck for the rest of the day," I
replied. "Yeah, we need more than dick meat, nuts and ass crispies to
sustain life."

Buzz turned off the water; we dried and returned to the room to dress. I
said to Buzz, "I need to stop and get me some civilian clothing for the
week. All I got is what I'm wearing and uniforms in my bag."

"Most everything is closed on Christmas Day, but we can give a look around
after some coffee and breakfast," Buzz said.

We left the room taking the elevator to the ground floor to get to the
buffet for breakfast. After getting our fill of food we sat drinking coffee
and talking. "So, when do you have to return to work?" I asked.

"Tomorrow."

"Are you going to need to go buy your house to get some fresh clothes?" I
asked.

"Yeah."

"So what's your job at the VA?" I asked.

"I work in the Mental Health Clinic. Mostly at the desk doin intake and
makin appointments for the PTSD patients. A real no nothin job compared to
yours."

"No, don't ever say that buddy. Anything a person does helpin vets is a
good job to have," I replied.

"Where and what are you going to do when you get to Fort Lewis?"

"The position I'm slotted for is a no nothing job with the new 7th ID. From
what I've heard it's kind of a shell division, but I think as soon as I get
signed in I'll be off to Fort Leavenworth to attend Command and General
Staff College. Being a Major I have to complete the course before promotion
to Lieutenant Colonel, and then hopefully I'll get a battalion command
before I get out."

"You mean you're not going to try to make Colonel or General?"

"I don't think that's in my future my friend," I replied.

"Why?"

"I just don't have politics on my side to become a General and also a bad
officer's report. Plus, I spent too much time in non traditional Army
jobs," I said.

"How long will you be at Fort Lewis?" Buzz asked. "I may want to come up
for a visit."

"I don't know. Maybe a few months or maybe a few years. Just depends on
what the Army has planned for me. How long you got to go at the VA before
reassignment?"

"Hell, I could probably spend my whole fuckin career there if I wanted to
and didn't want to take a promotion that might move me to a new
facility. But before that happens I need to go back to college and get the
rest of my credits and graduate," Buzz said. "Why the hell did you pick
Reno to spend your leave?"

"No family left and I'm supposed to meet a friend here to spend New Years."

"So, I'm going to be in the way after today?" Buzz asked in a dispirited
tone.

"Actually, you might want to consider stickin around. I mean if you think
you're through with your wife and are up for a three way for a couple
days."

"I haven't done a three way in a while. Who's the third person?" Buzz asked
in a more spirited tone.

"He's a soldier I met a few years ago. We somehow got together for some sex
after my last marriage and his. We were both kind of bummed out and one
thing led to the other. We ended up spending a weekend together and that
led to other weekends before he deployed. We've kept up correspondence
since we last saw each other and have been planning this get together for a
while. He's taking a few days leave and driving here from Fort Lewis and
then we'll drive back together."

"Is he as fine looking as you?" Buzz asked. "How is it guys go into the
Army and blossom into such hunks?"

"I will say that my friend is a hot ass hunk. Plus, he's a red head."

"No shit. I love redheads," Buzz replied with glee. "How's he hung?"

"So do I," I replied. He's hung somewhere between you and me. About eight
inches and thick."

"Yeah, I remember the red head in high school you had the hots for him. Did
you ever score with him?" Buzz asked.

"A couple times. We exchanged blowjobs, but that was about it," I replied.

"You're gonna have to tell me more about the guy that will be here for New
Years."

"He's supposed to leave Fort Lewis Thursday or Friday and should be here if
things go okay some time Saturday morning."

"Tell me about him," Buzz said.

"His name is Brody. He's about six feet one inch, green eyes and nice pink
nipples to die for when they get hard. He's uncut, but you would know
it. He doesn't have an anteater foreskin and the foreskin fully retracts.


"Wow! Sounds delicious," Buzz said.

"When we first met he was a Specialist driver and medic for a Stryker. Then
he went onto to become an officer and is now a First Lieutenant, probably
ready to make Captain. I got to be real careful when we're together because
of Army fraternization policy."

"I've heard from guys at the VA that fraternizing with other than your own
pay grade and sex can be troublesome," Buzz said. "Seems kind of archaic
considering."

"He's kind of special for me. He's the first and only guy to ever fuck
me. Man can this guy get down."

"I been wondering if you'd ever been fucked since we last saw each other,"
Buzz said. "Cause I'd like to fuck you."

About the time that Buzz finished his last sentence the server came by to
ask if we need another refill. We could tell by the tone of her voice that
it was time to leave. We politely told her no, pushed away from the table
and headed out for a walk around. After strolling through a mostly deserted
casino we exited into the parking lot where Buzz checked on his car.

>From the parking area we walked around talking as we walked. I asked, "Do
you want to go by your home before we go back to the room?"

"Maybe I better take a drive over to get some clothes and personal items."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"Nah, I'll drive over and get some stuff. Let's exchange cell numbers
before I head out," Buzz requested.

We exchanged numbers, bid each other farewell for the time being and I
watched Buzz drive away. I returned to the hotel where I went to the bar
and ordered a Wild Turkey to sip while watching some television as I
awaited Buzz's return.