Date: Mon, 3 Feb 2003 07:31:34 -0800
From: JS Collection <js.collection@verizon.net>
Subject: From Out of Nowhere 2

THIS STORY IS TOTALLY FICTITIOUS.
IT CONTAINS DESCRIPTIVE SEX BETWEEN MEN.
IF THIS IS OFFENSIVE TO YOU GO ELSE WHERE.
IF IT IS ILLEGAL FOR YOU TO BE READING IT YOU SHOULDN'T
BE HERE TO BEGIN WITH, SO JUST GO AWAY.
OTHERWISE,  MAY YOU ENJOY IT. JWS


FROM OUT OF NOWHERE
Chapter 2

	So John had been caught in Miki's web, too.  He had faired worse
than I had, which I found out later.  Actually, I hadn't come out of it too
badly, but I'd always feel a sad remorse for her husband Buddy.  The night
of his shipping out party he had taken me outside for a quiet talk. He had
his arm around my shoulders as we walked down the middle of the
street. We'd both had a lot to drink but neither of us was drunk.

	"Hal, out of all those people in the house back there, you're the
only one I trust to ask this."

	I looked at him as he studied the pavement.

	"Take care of Miki until I get housing arranged for her to come
over. Keep the wolves away from her."

	"Sure, Buddy, I'll do that."

	He looked me in the eyes and smiled. "I know you will."

	He pulled me into a brotherly hug and we walked back to the house
talking of inconsequentials.  (I wonder all these years later if he thought
I was queer and that was why he could trust me. At that time, even I didn't
suspect that I might be.) I left the party soon after. I'm sure the party
last past daybreak and that several of the revelers accompanied Buddy to
the plane.

	The next day was Saturday and I had the day off. Buddy's plane had
left before daylight. I know he had to have had a hangover and slept all
the way across the Atlantic. I slept in. Around one o'clock another
corpsman banged on my door yelling for me to answer the phone. I dragged my
big pounding headache down the hall to the phone. I flopped into the chair
and picked up the phone.  I croaked a hoarse hello into it. There was a
throaty seductive voice on the other end.

	"There's a big bad wolf huffing and puffing at my door. Should I
let him in?  Or are you going to save me?"  She trilled a seductive laugh.

	She had taken elocution lesson when Buddy had been stationed in San
Francisco years earlier. But like the saying goes: you can take the girl
out of the south but you can take the south out of the girl. She had a
strong South Carolinian drawl when she was on the prowl.

	"He told you?"

	"Of course he did, dahlin', Buddy tells me everything." She trilled
another laugh, and then in a pouty little girl voice she said,

	"I want to go to the beach and get some sun and I want you to take
me."

	I was planning on hitting the beach anyway.

	"Okay, giving me half an hour. Your car or mine?" I said.

	"Mine. It'll be faster, I can be on the way while you shower and
dress."

	I was standing on the curb when Miki wheeled up, making the tires
scream as she stopped in front of me. There were several catcalls and
whistling from other airmen as I got into the little red Triumph. She
smiled and waved to them all. Then she turned to me.

	"Hiya, handsome, ready for some sun?"

	"Yeah, just do it quietly."

	"Oh, poor baby's gotta hangover." She caressed my cheek. "I got
some dog's hair in the cooler that'll fix you up soon as we get there."

	"How can you look so good after a long night of debauchery?" I
asked.

	"Why, thank you, Hal. It must be my Cherokee Blood." Everything in
her life she attributed to he Cherokee blood.

	She drove down to Murrell's Inlet, to the paved parking lot at the
end of the tall man made dunes that had been deposited there when they dug
the channel out for boats There were only a couple of cars in the beach
parking lot. We could see that the owners were all down on the beach. We
got a blanket and the cooler out of the back. She grabbed my hand leading
me away from the beach over the big man-made dunes to the dugout channel of
the inlet that ran parallel to the coastline

	She spread out a large blanket and started removing her clothes. I
stood and watched. Miki was really something to see as she disrobed.
Sensual and sexy; she was a natural strip teaser. She was wearing a white
two-piece bikini. Against her bronze skin it stood out like neon at
night. She'd piled her long black curls on top of her head and tied them
with a hot pink ribbon. She bent over in front of me exposing a lot of
cleavage and dug in her beach bag coming up with a bottle of suntan lotion.

	She turned and looked at me with those big brown eyes. She grinned
as she made a point of seeing the bulge in my pants.

	"Are ya'll jus' gonna stand there gawkin' at me, or what?" She
asked, with her hands on her hips alla Elizabeth Taylor in "Cat on a Hot
Tin Roof".

	I quickly came out of my thrall and shucked off my shirt and pants.

	"That's quite a pistol." She whispered.  I blushed crimson. She
giggled.

	"My, the way you blush, young Hal." She was thirty-three. I was
only twenty.  "I'd swear you must still be a virgin."

	That made me blush all the more.

	"You really are, aren't you?"  She giggled, and then to herself I
heard her say. "I must change that real soon."

	I thought about my promise to Buddy.  Hell, she was more of a wolf
than most men. A she wolf.

	Miki handed me the bottle of oil. She lay down on her stomach.
"Unhook my top and oil my back."

	I think she was asleep before I finished the backs of her legs. I
sighed and lay back with my arms folded behind my head, and soon dozed off
too. I don't know how long I slept, but I awoke with a shadow across my
face. I opened my eyes and squinted to see who was blocking the sun. With
the sun directly behind him I couldn't make out who it was.

	"My, my, the mouse is already at play. Can I play, too?" He
whispered.I knew the voice, but I couldn't put a face to it. And then he
sat down between Miki and me. It was Capt. Michael Reneau, tall handsome
and blonde, and he was a doctor. On top of all the rest of his credits he
was wearing the skimpiest swimsuit I had ever seen on a man. I had been in
lust with him since the day he had walk onto the ward nearly a year ago.

	Miki hadn't awakened. Capt. Reneau lay back, and rolled up against
me. I hadn't moved. We were touching from hip to shoulder. My skin was
afire where his body touched mine. I wiggled away from him. My swimsuit was
having a hard time containing its contents. He put his lips to my ear and
whispered, "You knowI'm going to have her. And while I'm at it I'm going to
have you, too."

	He reached a hand down and cuddled my crotch in his palm. I blinked
at him and he grinned. "Yes, I am really going to enjoy you, my little
virgin guard dog."

	Shit!  Did I have VIRGIN stamped on my forehead and did everyone
know about Buddies request?  I looked at him, feeling stupid. I didn't know
what to say. He sat back up and then stood. The movement of the blanket
woke Miki. She turned over clutching her top.  She sat up and fastened it
as she smiled coyly at his basket and then up at his face.

	"Why, Dr. Reneau, what ever are you doing here? I didn't see you at
our party last night. I was sure you would come to see Buddy off, being you
two worked so closely in X-ray." It was amazing how she could give a new
meaning to a word like 'worked' just by the way she said it. I got an image
of the two men humping each other like a couple of dogs in heat.

	"I would have if I could have, my dear Miki.  But I had to be at
the hospital most of the night, seeing as how our Tech Sergeant was being
shipped off to Germany."

	"I'm sure he missed seeing you. I am sorry you missed the party."

	"We said our good byes at the hospital. I'll do my best to come to
your next one."

	"That would be nice of you, Doctor."

	"I must go. It was nice running into you. Both of you."  He nodded
his head at Miki and raised an eyebrow at me. I had expected a wink. As he
walked away Miki turned to me.

	"Buddy was fucking him you know."  She stated it as a simple fact,
as if to say, "there are clouds in the sky."

	I never seemed to have a response when someone shocked me. I just
stood there with raised eyebrows while she gathered up her clothes and
started putting them on.  As she fastened her skirt she looked at me and
laughed.

	"He's planning on you taking Buddy's place, you know. You get him
and he gets me."

	"NO." I barked. I stuck my legs into my pants and yanked them up.

	"What? You won't let me have him too?" She was grinning at me. She
was making much out of buttoning her blouse over her ample breasts.

	"That's not what I meant. You can have him all to yourself."

	"You're just throwing me to him? What about your promise to Buddy?"
She loved playing her twisted version of Maggie the Cat.

	"Miki, I just realized there is no way in Hell I could possibly
keep him out of your bed if that's where you want him."

				~


 	Well, she got the good doctor and was trying to get me into her
bed.  But I had will power. Well--- up to a point. And she kept searching
for that point. And she found it. We went to a drive in movie and she
brought along a couple of bottles of champagne.

	I had been raised in a tightly protective Mormon community in the
beautiful little city of Santa Barbara, California and had never had a
drink until I went into the service. I didn't really care for the taste of
beer and hard liquors so I stayed away from them, but when I tasted the
champagne--- well, it was something totally different.  Miki made a game of
it and I went along with it. Before I realized it I was inebriated and had
no inhibitions.

	We ended up in the back of her station wagon. (For some reason I
didn't understand at the time why we had taken it instead of her TR3.)
There was always a pile of blankets in the back. I had always thought that
they were there for her three kids.  Well, the laugh was on me. We stripped
each other naked and slithered under the blankets. I not only lost my
cherry that night I learned to do it in every conceivable position. With
the windows all steamed up there was no way anyone could see in. I suppose
a person could tell what was going on inside by the way the car bounced.

	To this day I can still feel her nipples on the palms of my
hands. She loved to have me move my palms lightly over her hard erect
nipples while she slowly rode up and down on my petard.

	On their first time, most guys shoot their wad almost before they
get it in . Not me. For a virgin I had staying power. Why? Probably because
I was really deep down a homosexual. And while, her beautiful body excited
me, I was never turned completely on by her. There was always something
lacking.

	Later, months later, as I fucked her, she would play one of her
mind games. She would describe Reneau's body, his cock and how his tight
ass clinched as he fucked her. And I would get so turned on that I would
blow long before I was ready.  Was it the thought of having my cock buried
in the same pussy that he had had his? Maybe, but I think it was most
likely the vision of his tight ass clinching that did it. She would laugh
at me and tease me about wanting him. I objected .

	"Thou doth protest too much." She laughed and then challenged me.

	"Prove it. Go out with him and find out once and for all. Discover
the truth about who you really are, Hal." And then she taunted me.  "Your
afraid aren't you? You know I'm right and you are scared silly."

	The next day on the ward I passed Captain Reneau. He raised his
customary eyebrow at me as he approach.

	 "I'm ready." I said as I passed him. He nodded and continued on
his way.

	A little later he was sitting at the nurses station writing notes
in a patient's file. I walked up to the counter and started studying a stat
sheet. Without looking up at me he slipped a note under the sheet of paper
I was looking at.  I picked it up and put it in my breast pocket.

	Michael, as he allowed me to I called him in private, lived off
base. He had rented a small house on one of the country roads just a few
minutes out the rear entrance to the base. I met him there an hour after I
got off duty at three.  He had prepared a nice light meal for the two of
us. We sat on his rear porch to eat, looking out onto the forest. Every
place is forested in South Carolina although they refer to it as
woods. Whatever.

	After dinner we took a stroll thru the woods to the inland
waterway. We stood on the edge of this manmade canyon and watched the boats
and small ships ply their way north and south. We got to know each other
some before just jumping into bed and fucking our lights out. Michael was a
natural bottom when it came to man sex. He wasn't interested in my cock
except for lubing it well and getting it rammed up his ass. He didn't like
kissing or much of any foreplay; his only interest was getting fucked as
hard and as long as possible.

	At first he didn't even want me to touch his cock, only queers did
things like that, but as time went by I convinced him that if I was going
to fuck him I got to jack him off, too, and if that made us queer nobody
had to know it but the two of us.  I had not, up to this time had a cock in
my mouth. So, as far as gay sex was concerned, I figured I was still a
virgin. I told Miki I still had strong doubts as to being gay.  I still
bedding her on a regular basis. She would try to getme to tell her about
how it was with the good doctor. I refused. She wasn't going to have that
to play against me.

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P.S. Have your read the new rewrite and new chapters I'm adding to "Someone
Like You" in Beginnings? Let me hear what you think of it, and of course
this new story,too. JWS js.collection@verizon.net