Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2009 21:15:54 -0800 (PST)
From: John Black <blackhunk33@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Major and the Geek, Chapter 2

	We drove directly to his house, bypassing the airbase.  "We'll work
from here this weekend," the Major smiled over at me.  And every weekend
thereafter, I worked from his house.  Only on those rare times when he
needed me during the week did I drive on to the airbase with him.  But,
that was all work and no play.  I didn't like those special weekdays at
all!


				 Chapter 2


	School was becoming more and more of a drag.  There were all those
courses that seemed to have no point.  They were requirements for
graduation, but I wanted to know more about computer security, data design,
and game theory.  I was blasting through those classes with ease.  If it
weren't for the Major, I'd have dropped out of college for sure.  He was
the one who saved my bacon several times, prodding, cajoling, and pushing
me to finish my English literature assignments, chemistry, humanities, and
other courses.  The ordinary classrooms were like anchors dragging through
mud.

       I was enjoying the Major's company and bed every day now that I'd
turned 21.  I'd moved in with him on that birthday.  I'd also reluctantly,
but definitely given up street hustling.

	During the first summer we spent together, he'd given up his ass on
my 19th birthday.  I don't think I've ever shot so hard or so deep in my
young life.  He was the best fuck I'd ever encountered, even counting my
street friends and customers.  No one had an ass that deep or that tight.
Nor were they as talented with their ass muscles.  He could suck me off
with his ass better than his mouth could.  The more time we spent together,
the more evenly we topped and bottomed for each other.  He truly seemed to
enjoy riding my hard, pink dick and taking load after load from me as much
as I enjoyed his black horsedick riding my muscled ass.

	Truthfully, I still enjoyed his long, thick dick more than I could
describe.  It always felt so good when he was plowing my ass deeply.  More
times than not, he'd seed me about the time that my dick shot off (without
the assistance of my hand).  He knew how to hit my magic button better than
anyone ever had.  Sometimes, he'd successfully capture my spraying dick and
suck off my last blasts of nut juices.  Other times, his climaxes
overwhelmed him as he gushed creamy ropes of jizz up my hungry ass and
couldn't stop to suck me off.  I never tired of his sexual claims on my
ass.

	Now that we were living together and sharing the same bed every
night, our sex became less frantic.  We had more than the weekends to
satisfy our sexual needs and desires now.  It was no surprise that we got
better and better at eating ass and fucking.  He added Cialis to his daily
vitamins and I had my raging hormones to keep me sexually hungry.  We tried
every position we could think of and to great satisfaction.  We even fucked
outside in his back yard.  In the morning on the way to school, I'd blow
him.  When we arrived home at night, we'd fuck like we hadn't seen each
other in weeks.  It was always two sessions with both of getting fucked.
Then, we'd shower, have dinner, and I'd do my homework.  At bedtime, one of
us would get fucked (usually me) and seeded.  That wore us out enough that
we slept well.  Well, most of the time we did.  But, many nights, one of us
would awaken in the middle of the night (usually me) and need to seed.
Major Fairfax was always willing to help me out.

	I should stop calling him Major Fairfax.  He was promoted this year
to Lieutenant Colonel.  His first name is Eugene.  I used his Air Force
name (Major Fairfax, now Colonel Fairfax) when we were working on the base.
Otherwise, I called him Gene.  Or Daddy!  He seemed to like the latter when
he was fucking the hell out of my ass or eating me out so good that I was
begging to get fucked (which was often).  Although he was but 12 years
older than I, he seemed of another generation in experience.  The name
Daddy seemed right, but only when we were alone.

	Lest you get the wrong impression, we aren't exactly monogamous.
We don't fuck other men separately, but do we ever fuck together!  WOOF!

	Our first time was at the gym, late in the evening.  Gene and I
spotted each other as we worked through the free weights, ignoring everyone
else.  When we'd finished our routines, the place was nearly deserted.
Only one person remained; a white guy, probably mid-20s, but built like a
brick with muscles on his muscles.  The man at the front desk spotted for
him when he was needed.  Obviously, they'd done this before.  I glanced
over at the bodybuilder as he posed in front of the mirrors, figuring out
he was seriously into bodybuilding as his poses suggested.  He did look
good, though.  He was bulkier than Gene, but probably four inches shorter.
Despite the height difference, they probably weighed the same.

	"You checkin' out the muscle boy?" Gene smiled as we peeled off our
soaked, workout clothes in the locker room.

	"He IS pretty amazing," I allowed, "but, not as fine as you,
Daddy."

	"Yeah, yeah," he laughed, not believing a word of it.  "Would you
fuck him if you had the chance?"

	"That ass is so hard, he'd probably snap my dick off," I laughed
with him.

	"Bet his ass isn't as tight as yours, Chris."

	"Perhaps, but I doubt we'll ever find out."

	"You think he's straight?" Gene asked.

	"Do you?"

	"Most bodybuilders have dabbled."

	"Voice of experience, Daddy?"

	"Rumor more than anything," he smirked.  "But, my limited
experience would seem to confirm the rumors."

	"Tell!" I demanded laughing.

	"Ancient history," he waved me off.  "I'll tell ya sometime."

	We walked into the shower and hung up our towels.  It was one of
those showers with the central pillar from which several nozzles jetted out
hot water.  Temperature was determined by how far to the right you turned
the handle.  Two soap dispensers hung about chest high from the column.  It
felt good to stand under the jets of hot water and feel my muscles relax.
Eventually, I began to soap up.  Gene was still enjoying the hot water
jets.

	Out of the corner of my eye, I saw our muscle boy walk into the
shower room.  He hung up his towel and moved toward the central pillar.
Standing between us, he nodded to us, smiled, and started to soap up.  I
checked out his dick, of course, and was disappointed: kinda small,
including his nuts.  I guessed he was cranking up his body with steroids.
If he were truly into competitive bodybuilding, they'd toss his ass out for
prohibited drug use.  He may be off the drugs now, but the damage had been
done.  His nuts were marbles, if his nut sack size were any indicator.

	I glanced away, hoping not to get caught, but when I glanced back,
he was staring at Gene's heavy dick and then checking mine out.  He knew
he'd been caught, so he just smiled and turned around.  His ass was
beautiful: very hard, very round, very high, and looked so very fuckable
and edible.  He shaved his entire body, including his pubes.  Well, I would
too with a dick that small.

	He turned slightly, pumped some soap into his hands and turned his
ass to us again.  I caught Gene's attention and motioned to our new shower
mate.  He grinned and nodded when I pointed at the new guy's ass.  As if on
cue, the guy bent over and started to wash his calves.  His hard ass looked
so good!  My dick started rising as did Gene's.  Both of us appreciated a
sweet ass when we saw it.  The guy moved and worked on his other calf.  He
started up his legs, paying particular attention to his ass and even more
attention to his ass trench.  I nearly popped a load just looking as that
tight, pink pucker.

	We were so mesmerized by his ass that neither of us noticed that
we'd sprung hard woodies.  But, he did.  Evidently, he'd been watching us
through his legs.  When he turned around, he smiled broadly and boldly
looked at our dicks.  Reaching out with both, soapy hands, he stroked us
lightly.

	"I sure need to get fucked," he whispered.  We glanced around,
thinking this was a very public place to even think about pounding that
eager butt of his.  "We can go into the steam room," he added.  "There's
usually no one in there and I think we're the only ones in the gym,
anyway."

	"What about the guy at the front desk?" Gene asked.

	"He's the only one here and he has to stay at the desk in case
someone comes in."

	We rinsed off hurriedly and grabbed our towels.  Gene knew about
the steam room and led the way.  We checked it out to be sure no one else
was there.  A fog of hot, moist air hung near the ceiling.  We chose to
remain at the lower level.  The guy instantly fell to his knees and sucked
Gene's monster into his mouth.  His left hand grabbed my dick and slowly
jacked me.  A few seconds later, he switched and sucked me as he jacked
Gene.

	"You have condoms?" he asked.  We shook our heads to the contrary.
"Damn!  I gotta have these dicks in my ass.  The only condoms I have would
never fit you guys.  You negative?"  We nodded in the affirmative.  "I
gotta have you," he insisted.

	"Get on your hands and knees on the bench," Gene directed.  I loved
how that man could take control of any situation and make it work.  "Chris,
stick your dick in his face while I eat his ass out and get him ready for
you.  I'll go next after you open him up."

	Hearing no objection from our target, I hastily stuffed my hard
dick into the muscle boy's mouth.  He moaned when Gene spread the boy's ass
and started to tongue fuck him.  As I well knew, Gene is a champion ass
eater.  Too many times, I've come close to squirting out a load just with
is talented tongue up my love tunnel.  The guy was rocking back into Gene's
face, begging for more.  Only a couple of minutes passed, but I had to push
his sucking mouth away to keep from nutting in his mouth instead of his
hungry ass.

	Gene pulled away and nodded.  We quickly swapped positions.  My
hard dick slapped noisily against the boy's wet hole.  I aimed my weapon at
his winking back door and pushed, slipping in easily.  Whether it was
Gene's preparation or the guy's skills in taking thick dick, it didn't
matter.  I was enjoying the tight, muscle ass as I sank to my pubes in one
delicious stroke.  Clinging to his hips, I pushed harder into his upturned
ass, making sure he could feel all 9" of my meat.  I made my dick jerk
twice just to be sure he knew how deep I was.  Again, he moaned with
pleasure.

	His ass isn't as talented as Gene's.  His muscle control didn't
even come close.  But, he was agreeably tight and eager.  His muscled back
glistened with sweat as I began a long withdrawal and another deep
insertion.  My dick jerked again, but this time, it wasn't on purpose.  I
was getting dangerously close to losing my nut.  He wiggled his butt,
increasing the friction.  I had to pull out or cum too fast.  I chose the
former.

	"Damn, Man!" I squirmed.  "I nearly shot."

	He pulled away from Gene's wet dick and said, "Go ahead!  I know
you got more."

	Truthfully, I did.  But, I still wanted to ride a little longer
than ten seconds before I lost my nut in his ass.  However, Gene did love
to fuck in a well "lubricated" ass, so I decided to go ahead and let nature
take its course.  Gene wouldn't nut too quickly and I had pretty fast
recovery after my first climax.

	Gene nodded and I plunged back into the muscle boy's hot rump.  I
set up a slow fucking motion, but with that delightful muscled ass
squeezing and wiggling around my dick, there wasn't much point in thinking
I could hold out.  I went as slowly as I could, edging along perilously
close to a monster climax.

	"Fuck him, Chris!" Gene urged.  "I need in there, too!"

	It was the magic word.  I plowed in and held on, knowing I was not
going to delay this climax any longer.  I pumped hard and rode his ass as
one creamy spray after another coated his deep ass walls with my baby
batter.  I tried to keep my climax vocalizations from shattered the glass
door to the steam room, but I wasn't very successful.  Gene reached over
the guy's back and tried to clamp a hand over my open mouth.  It was kind
of pointless, but it did muffle my pleasure noises a little.  Harder and
harder I pounded the poor guy's ass, trying to push my dick even farther up
his ass and plant my seed in new, unexplored-by-man territory.  Considering
his obvious skills in taking my 9" so easily, I should have assumed that at
least one man had been this deep and probably deeper, perhaps several men.

	The harder I rode him, the louder his piggy-pleasure noises.  He
bucked beneath me, urging me to shoot more juice into him and fuck him
harder and deeper.  I ran out of juice, but kept up the fucking pace.  This
muscled ass was so hot and I enjoyed seeding him so much.  After another
minute, though, my dick had shriveled up to the point where it had to slip
out of his very creamy ass tunnel.

	I sighed with satisfaction and motioned Gene over to take my place.
When Gene positioned himself, he smiled at me and pushed gently.  Without
any grunts or grimaces of pain, our muscle boy's ass greedily swallowed the
big head of Gene's black horsedick.  More inches disappeared up the boy's
ass as he squirmed and begged for more inches of dark meat.  Gene pushed in
farther than I'd been able to reach and ground in his pubes into the
stretched, red, and hungry asshole.  The boy sighed contentedly.

	"I wasn't sure I could get it all in me.  It's been a while," he
admitted.  "Come on over here," he motioned to me.  I stood in front of
him.  He pursed his lips and sucked my cum-streaked dick into his mouth.
As Gene set up a long-dicking rhythm, the hungry boy sucked me good.  When
he finished cleaning me off, he turned me around and ate my ass.  Gene
chuckled at the eager piggishness of the boy, but didn't stop pumping his
monster in and out of the kid's ass.

	Despite the muscle boy's attempts to get Gene to fuck him faster,
Gene held fast to his rhythm.  He loved slow fucking.  He did it to me all
the time and I knew how good it felt.  As the guy ate my ass, my dick
started to reawaken.  I turned around and pushed my dick into his mouth,
again.  Once more, it responded well to oral stimulation and went stiff.

	Gene saw my renewed interest and increased his tempo.  I knew from
the look on his face and his ragged breathing that he wasn't far from a
shattering climax.  Less than thirty seconds later, sperm poured out of the
thick tip of Gene's dick into the unprotected and thirsty ass of the muscle
boy.  Each shot sprayed thick, creamy jizz deeply into the eager boy's
hole.  Gene pounded and humped him hard, enjoying each climax wave as he
pumped more sperm into the kid.

	With a shudder, Gene stopped fucking.  His dick was still dripping,
but the kid didn't know that.  Working his hips, the guy tried to eat
Gene's dick with his ass muscles, but that was too much stimulation for
Gene and he pulled out fast, laughing.  "Damn!  That tingles!" he grimaced.

	"You ready to fuck me again?" the muscle boy asked me.

	Without answering, I again took Gene's place, but this time, I
knelt behind the kid and started to eat out his ass.  The guy nearly
swooned as his body shuddered at the lingual invasion.  He moaned loudly.
Gene stuffed his sensitive dick into the kid's mouth and pushed.  Unable to
control the depth, the guy gagged, but pulled away only a little.  He loved
the taste of Gene's dick in his mouth and wasn't about to let it go.

	Meanwhile, my tongue was doing its best to clean up any errant
sperm.  My tongue worked all over his fucked hole, then probed inside.
He'd been well fucked by big dicks, so his hole easily opened for me.  But,
due to the fact that we'd both shot deeply, there's wasn't much sperm that
we'd dragged to his back door.  My dick was hard as steel again (eating ass
always makes me hard).  So, I plugged in and started another deep fuck.
This time, though, I wasn't on the verge of another climax from the first
thrust.

	After another minute, Gene pulled away from the muscle boy and
slipped beneath him.  His tongue encircled the guy's small dick and sucked
greedily.  "You're negative, right?" Gene asked.

	"Oh, yeah!" he replied.  "I wouldn't be doing any of this if I
weren't!"

	Gene went back to giving the guy a blowjob, stopping occasionally
to lick at the guy's asshole as I continued to drill it and frequently pull
out some of our shared loads.  Big dickheads like ours can act as plungers
and pull cream from the depths of a well seeded ass.  Gene played with my
nuts as I pumped in and out.  My nuts were boiling at his touch.  I
couldn't resist how good it felt.  Warning the guy I was fucking that he
was about to get another load, he sucked Gene's dick into his mouth again.
Gene sucked harder on the guy's dick and was quickly rewarded.

	Thin cum gushed from the guy's small dick and rushed down Gene's
throat.  I felt the boy's ass squeeze my pistoning dick in time to his
climax waves.  That sudden tightness and relaxing sent me over the brink
again and I started to nut.  Wave after wave of climax pleasure raced over
me.  I have no idea if I nutted a lot or a little.  I do know that the
climax was just as good as it was the first time.  My dick was also more
sensitive.  I pulled out shortly afterward.  But, Gene stuffed my dick into
his mouth and cleaned me off, being careful not to work on the sensitive
head too much.

	"Nice mix," he smiled as he extricated himself from under our
well-fucked, new friend.

	"Nice mix in his ass, too," I smirked.  Gene moved around and
tasted the guy's hole, lapping up more cum that had spilled out.  "Sit on
my face," he commanded.  I was sure it wasn't my ass he wanted to eat.

	Gene's a butt pig, but I'm not much better.  I leaned in and sucked
on the guy's dick, hoping to snare some errant drips of cum, but didn't
find much.  However, he pushed me out of the way and begged to clean mine
off again.  Who was I to deny him his desire?

	A few minutes later, Gene was satisfied enough to push the kid
away.  He pulled me into a kiss, so I could taste the combination of our
sperm and the muscle boy's deeply fucked ass.

	"You guys make a great couple," the kid said.  "I could sure use
someone in my life as piggy as you are."

	"Just keep looking," Gene said.  "I know they're out there," he
smiled and kissed me again.

	We showered, dried off, and dressed.  We got the guy's phone number
and promised that this wouldn't be the only time we swapped cum.  It
wasn't.  Until about six months ago, we had a standing fuck date about
every two weeks.  That worked well for us and for him.  But, six months
ago, he was transferred by his company to another city.  We got an e-mail
from him that he'd finally met a man that he could love.  He was just the
right kind of pig for him.  And the guy was an incredible top who loved
muscle boy butt for eating and fucking bareback.  They seem to be very
happy.

	But, they can't be as happy as well are!

	As summer between my junior and senior years raced on, we continued
living together and working together.  Of course, we continued to fuck like
rabbits.  There was no way that wasn't going to happen.

	In late July, we discovered concerted, but infrequent attempts to
get into our secure computer systems.  The attack was coming from the
outside, but we couldn't easily pinpoint it.  Their ability to cover their
tracks was unbelievable.  But, they finally made a mistake and we cornered
them in Europe.  We narrowed it down to northwestern Europe, then to
Belgium, and finally to the ancient city of Bruges.  There was nothing more
we could do from here.  We had to break their network of cyber-attackers
from there.

	"Wanna fly to Europe and nail these guys with me?" Gene asked.

	"Fuck, yeah!" I nearly shouted.  "Uh, but, I don't have a
passport."

	"No problem," Gene assured me.  "We can expedite one and it'll be
here in a week."

	"Cloak and dagger, disguises, assumed names?" I wondered.

	"Nope, but I won't be in uniform," he said.  "That's a dead
give-away that we're on to them."

	"Can we take some time afterwards and see some of Europe?" I
begged. "I've never been and this may be my only time."

	"We'll see," he smiled.


This story is fiction.  Your life isn't.  ALWAYS play safe.

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