Date: Fri, 22 Mar 2013 12:18:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Richard Lickerish <richardlickerish (at) yahoo (dot) com>
Subject: Wild Turkey in Reno, Chapter 8

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Wild Turkey in Reno
By Dick Licker

Chapter 8 Aches and Pains

After hours of on and off again sex Brody and I were exhausted. The muscles
throughout our bodies were sore, not to mention Brody's painfully tender
asshole and nipples. Of course my dick was sore and sensitive too. With
twilight seeping through the window of the hotel suite I said, "I don't
think I can fuck you again until I get some rest Brody."

Brody replied, "My asshole aches and burns as if it's been drilled all
night long for oil."

"Shall we go soak in a warm bath before we get some food or just lie around
and rest?" I asked with a little chuckle at his comment.

Indeed Brody had been drilled deep and hard twice during the early morning
hours. The last time he'd ask me to prop pillows up behind and beneath his
buttocks so his brown eye was looking at the ceiling. After getting him
properly positioned and lubed up I then straddled his jacked up
bottom. Looking down at the cute little wrinkled sphincter I pushed down my
manhood to a point where I began ease my spongy glans into his
asshole. Once there was penetration I grabbed his ankles and began boring
his asshole with all the energy I could muster.

Throughout fucking Body's willing ass I was hoping for another gusher. I
held onto his ankles while he was continually wailing for me to fuck him
deeper and harder. I obliged his every directive, thereby long dicking his
lower bowel. All the time he was howling, telling how the purple ring of my
prominent cockhead was massaging his prostate. Then before he could
ejaculate with explosive force he had me slow to where I began a shallow
rub, just my bulging cockhead rolling back and forth over the "G" spot.

Brody said, "Let's just rest then maybe later I'll feel like soaking my ass
in a tub of warm water before getting something to eat."

We lay on the bed conversing back and forth while I was gently rubbing and
stroking Brody's body with my finger tips. I rolled up on my left side for
a better vantage point where I began delicately touching Brody's front
side, especially those beautiful pink nipples. My soft strokes were
exciting both of us. I became more playful with Brody's erect
nipples. Damn, he had fine nipples and I sure enjoyed playing with them.

"You know those things are really tender from you biting on them and
playing with them earlier," Brody said.

"Sorry," I replied not realizing how raw his nips were.

My hand moved from the nipple to Brody's fully erect penis. I had to admire
its stature. The girth was the biggest I'd ever seen and the blue vein that
ran down the length from behind the glans to the red bush was throbbing. I
couldn't resist. I moved to accept the head of the soldier standing at
attention. I began caressing the pink glans with my tongue, listening to
Brody moan with pleasure at each lick of my tongue.

I held the rigid pole back to Brody's tight lower abdomen and then directed
my tongue to the frenulum area. I let my tongue work that area for a while
listening to Brody moan and groan with pleasure before moving down to take
a nice size testicle into my mouth. I rolled it around in there for a few
seconds before moving to the next nut. My nose could smell the scent of old
sex in the red carpet.

The scent of raw sex in the morning reminded me of the line from the 1979
war epic, Apocalypse Now, where after a series of napalm air strikes and
the PSYOP helicopter swooping in with loudspeakers blaring Ride of the
Valkeries, Robert Duvall's character recites that famous line, "I love the
smell of napalm in the morning."

My nose moved to the bush at the base of the tall pine where I began
inhaling the scent: a scent that reminded me more about love than war. All
the time I was listening to the sighs of pleasure emitting from Brody.

I remember as a kid the first time I saw Apocalypse Now I was drawn to Sam
Bottoms character Lance the surfer from California. I wanted to see him
naked and wondered what it would be like to suck and fuck Lance. I thought
he was a real hunk who gave me a hard on. Every time I saw the movie I
wanted to have sex with him. Suddenly, I began to taste a little
precum. That brought me back to reality. My tongue went in for the kill
scooping the precum from Brody's urethral opening and then thick cum began
oozing out of the opening of his penis.

Brody let out a long guttural sigh. He was done and it didn't take long for
his dick to deflate.

"I'm done for a while," Brody said.

I rolled on my back for a few moments to contemplate life after the New
Year. Finally, I got up to pour a glass of Wild Turkey. Wearing my
complimentary white hotel robe I opened the vertical blinds, took a seat in
the chair closest to the sliding door of the balcony where I began sipping
my Wild Turkey. My thoughts that morning were about how much time I would
have to enjoy Brody's body once we arrived at Fort Lewis.

Even though the military seemed to be okay with gay and lesbian couples of
late there was no way either Brody or I were going to surface about our
proclivity for penis over pussy. We had discussed the matter as well as me
moving in with him. I was sure going to enjoy a sleeping buddy with
benefits. Hell, I loved everything about the guy. I just could not commit
to being in love with him – not yet.

I figured I'd have to see how things went after I arrived. I might be at
Fort Lewis for a few months before going to CGSC at Fort Leavenworth or I
might get orders to go as soon as I got there. I knew we were going to have
to make the best of the few remaining days left together. My cell went
off. I wondered who the hell was calling me this early in the morning. As I
looked for my phone I looked at my watch: it was six thirty in the
morning. "Hello."

The caller was Buzz, "Hey what's up?" I asked. After a few seconds I
replied, "I'll ask Brody when he wakes up."

"I'm awake. What's up?" Brody asked.

"It's Buzz. He wants to know if we are up to having breakfast buffet with
him and his wife this morning."

"I thought he was getting a divorce," Brody replied as he began getting out
of bed. "What the hell I'd like to meet them."

"Give us a few to wake up, shower and shave and we'll meet you at the
buffet around seven."

"Go figure, one day getting a divorce and the next they are in love," Brody
said with a laugh.

"Yeah, little lovers spat," I said.

I downed the remainder of the drink before getting out of the chair. I got
up and walked towards Brody. He met me with a big wet kiss and then a
tongue in my mouth. After a few seconds of making out we broke apart. I
said, "We better get showered and dressed for breakfast."

We got into the shower and then shaved before we got dressed. Once we were
dressed we closed the door behind us and went for the elevator. On the
ground floor we began walking towards the buffet. As we entered the area of
the buffet entrance I spotted Buzz with a good-looking babe. Buzz stuck out
his hand to meet mine. "Buzz this is my friend Brody. Brody this is my old
school day's friend and his wife, I'm sorry I don't know your name."

Buzz said, "This is Veronica. Her nickname is Ronnie."

We both said in unison that we were glad to meet her. We entered the buffet
and were seated at a table. Veronica was seat across from me with Buzz to
my right and Brody to the left. The server first put down glasses of water
and then asked what we wanted to drink. Brody, Buzz and I opted for coffee
while Ronnie chose OJ. We made small talk until the server returned with
our drinks.

Finally, I ask, "Why so early for breakfast?"

"We got to go to work. We thought we'd have breakfast with you guys and
then ask you a question. That'll be after breakfast," Buzz said.

We all got up to walk the buffet line. I told everyone that the omelets
were great here, so we all told the cook how we wanted our omelets cooked
and then walked down the line to choose other items. The cook signaled the
eggs were done. I left a five dollars tip and we all picked up our omelets.

Back at the table we all ate in silence. I notice that Brody was squirming
around in his chair. After being fucked all night and morning I knew he was
sore. As the plates emptied I got up to get a pastry to finish my
breakfast. Finally, the server came buy to collect our plates and bring a
fresh carafe of coffee and a coffee cup for Ronnie.

As we finished our pastries and drank our coffee Buzz used his spoon
tapping his coffee cup to get our attention. Once he had our attention he
said, "Ronnie and I have made up and we are not getting a divorce."

Brody and I both acknowledged that was great to hear.

"Now to get down to the nitty gritty," Buzz said. "Would you guys be
opposed to a foursome instead of a threesome?"

Brody and I looked at each other quizzically when Ronnie spoke up, "Look
guys, Buzz has told me all about his bisexuality and said that you were
too," looking directly across at me. "What about you Brody?" She asked.

"Hell, I'm up for anything sexual in nature. I guess that's why they call
me a trisexual, cause I'll try just about anything once," Brody said with
his signature laugh.

Brody looked at me asking, "If it's okay with you Wayne?"

"Hell, I'm game."

"So, we all gonna spend the next couple of days together?" Buzz asked.

We all smiled in agreement. "So when do we get started?" I asked.

"Ronnie and I have to work today, but as soon as we get off we'll meet back
here."

"Give me a call to make sure we are in the suite. Oh buy the way you
remember we are in the new tower suite," I said.

"Okay. I'll call. It'll probably be around four in the afternoon," Buzz
said.

"Thank God," Brody muttered.

"What was that?" Buzz asked.

"Nothing, just clearing my throat," Brody replied.

Buzz and Veronica excused themselves to head off to work while Brody and I
had another cup of coffee.

After a long drink of coffee Brody asks, "Did you see that comin?"

"Nope, last I was aware they were getting a divorce. Oh well it ought to be
fun. If not we'll kick them out."

After the shock of the morning was wearing off I decided it was time for a
drink. We stopped by the bar where I ordered a Wild Turkey and Alaskan
Amber for Brody. Neither of us said anything, but I'm sure the wheels were
turning in Brody's head as they were in mine. I was conjuring up all sorts
of images of what would happen later on among the four of us.