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From: man2man@netcom.com
Subject: Two Marines  (repost)  M/M/M
Date: Wed, 5 Apr 1995 06:05:17 GMT

This is a requested repost
It's full of gay sex, so consider yourself warned

                          Two Marines from the Barracks
				by Lance Kester

     Eighth Street south of Penn. Avenue in the Nation's Capital is not 
exactly the nicest area of town.  It can be kindly described as a mixed bag a 
little on the poor and dirty side.   There are a couple of gay bars, and a few 
brave souls are restoring houses and moving into a marginal part of the city. 
However, Eighth street has one redeeming feature: it is the location of the 
United States Marine Barracks.  This post was founded by President Thomas 
Jefferson, and is known for its spiffy form -a must is the Friday Night Drill 
Show during the summer- and its great band (the President's Own) which was 
once directed by the great John Philip Sousa.  Seeing the off duty marines 
strut up and down the street is worth pulling yourself out of Georgetown or 
the Dupont Circle area and venturing down Eighth south of Pennsylvania.  
Saturdays or Sundays are best for marine watching.  Not to worry about who is 
and who isn't a marine.  In Southeast D.C. they stand out and shine.  Best of 
all they like to dress un-marine like when off post.  You see them with short-
shorts that only a strong jock strap keeps their privates from being public.  
Mostly they travel in twos.  Stop them and ask a question about the Marine 
Barracks and you will be treated to a show in young male egotism.  
     Usually, if they are alone, they are slow to talk, but one Saturday I 
caught one by himself in a grocery store and asked about getting a pass to the 
Friday night public show.  He talked for a few seconds before I realized I was 
not even listening.  Instead I was mesmerized by his boyish looks.  His accent 
was southern which was a real turn on for me.  He was not so handsome as he 
was just a fine, young specimens of manhood that no decent cocksucker would 
turned down. 
     When I came out of my daze he was introducing himself.  His name was 
Paul.  He was from Alabama.  He told me that it would be a month before I 
could get a pass, but that he would try to pull strings and get me one sooner.  
He added that he would have to have my phone number as I could not call him.  
I wrote out my number quickly and happily.  He said he was a member of the 
silent drill, and I said how impressive I thought they were and would be happy 
to see him marching etc., etc.  I laid it on thick, but he sucked it up and 
loved my praise and appreciation, and I loved his loving it. 
     A few days later, he called and proudly announced that he had gotten me a 
ticket.  I thanked him, and then he hesitantly said he could only get one and 
wondered if that would be all right.  I figured he was asking if I was single.  
I told him it would be fine and added that I had no one to bring.  I silently 
was thinking that we had laid the ground work and that by now he knew I was 
probably one of those dirty men the marine corps was always warning him 
against. 
     After the drill on Friday, I sought him out which was no easy task what 
with all those handsome young marines standing around in their finest and 
dying to be seen and appreciated.  No one there did any more seeing or 
appreciating than did I.  Surrounded by so many heavenly bodies, I thought I 
had died and gone to paradise.  I was so spell bound by the closeness of all 
those marines that Paul had to find me.  I told him how good he looked and 
that I had spotted him from the stands.  While he was soaking up the praise, I 
suggested that I owed him a favor for getting me the ticket and would be 
delighted to take him to dinner whenever he was free.  I could tell he was 
torn between getting away to a nice dinner and being with a single man who 
could possibly be after his marine body.  While he hesitated, I asked if he 
had any plans for Saturday night.  He thanked me and said he would have to 
call and let me know.  I made sure he had my number and said good-bye 
wondering if I would ever hear from him. 
     My phone rang early the next morning.  It was Paul saying he really 
appreciated my invivation but that he had forgotten his promise to go out to 
dinner with his roommate, Mack.  I figured this was a polite way of saying 
thanks, but no thanks.  I said with as much cheer as I could muster that I 
understood and maybe we could do it some other time.  I waited for Paul to say 
good-bye.  Instead he said he sure was sorry and would really like to go, but 
he just didn't know what to do about his roommate.  I told him he was right to 
think of his friend.  As I was saying this, Paul cover the mouthpiece of his 
phone, and I realized that he was speaking to someone else.  Then the light 
came to me.  Mack was right there with him, and they were fishing for an 
invitation to dinner for both of them.  I made up for lost time and asked if 
Paul thought Mack would be interested in going to dinner with us.  Quickly 
Paul said that was a great idea.  I decided to play the fool and suggested he 
had better to talk with Mack first, but Paul said he was sure his roommate 
would like to go with us.  In the background I could hear noises that I was 
confident was Mack saying something like, "All right!" 
     I found Paul and his roommate standing outside the guard gate waiting for 
me at 6:30 p.m.  I almost wrecked the car when I saw Mack.  He was was tall, 
muscular, and damn good looking.  What a piece of manhood!  Paul introduced 
us, and Mack jumped in the front seat with me.  I could tell he was the real 
leader of the two and had without doubt planned the strategy for getting an 
invitation to go with Paul.  His first words as I pulled away from the 
Barracks were that he sure hoped I didn't mind his going along with me and 
Paul and that if I liked, he would be more than willing to get out right away.  
He was a smart young man and probably already knew that nothing would make me 
stop the car and let him out.  I told him I was glad to have him.  He asked if 
I was sure, and I reached over and patted his leg and said I was sure.  My 
patting his leg caused him to break into a big grin, and he turned to look at 
Paul in the back seat and said, "All right, roomie!  We're going to have a 
great time tonight."      I hoped we both had the same idea of what a great 
time was, but deep down I felt that Mack had come along to protect his 
innocent roommate from being seduced by a cocksucker and was picking up a free 
dinner and a night on the town in the process.  We ate Mexican at Dupont 
Circle and went to one bar there and two more in Georgetown.  During the meal 
Mack did most of the talking and spoke frequently of ladies.  At the first bar 
he began speaking of getting laid and how long it had been.  At the second bar 
he spoke of his Paul's being practically a virgin.  At the third bar he 
confessed that his favorite thing in bed was getting head, and while he was in 
a confessing mood, he told that Paul had never had a decent blow job.  Paul 
denied it but not very strongly.  At first I thought Mack's talk of sexual 
things might embarrass Paul, but instead it appeared to excite him.  With the 
help of a few beers, Paul made bold to say that he was ready for a blow job.  
I made bold to say that getting a blow job would probably be easy for two good 
looking marines.  Mack said that it was not as easy as you would think.  Then 
he added quietly that he was always ready for one wherever he could find it. 
     It was all I could do to keep from pouncing on him right at the bar, but 

instead my mind raced for ways of getting rid of Paul and getting into Mack's 
pants.  About then Mack said he was tired of the bar and would like to go.  I 
was despondent at the thought of taking them back to the barracks.  Had they 
come out just to spend my money and play with me?  Outside I suggested another 
bar, but Mack said again that he was tired of bars.  My heart fell.  As I was 
trying to think of something to say, Mack said it was too early to go back to 
the barracks and beside they neither one had the duty and didn't have to be 
back until tomorrow night.  I took a deep breath and asked as calmly as I 
could if they would like to come over to my house.  Paul asked where I lived 
and I told them in the Virginia suburbs.  Mack said that was so far away that 
he didn't think they had better go that far away.  My heart fell again.  Then 
Mack added cautiously, "Unless, we could possible spend the night.  If that's 
not too much trouble."  Jesus! did this hunk of a marine know how to play with 
my feelings. 
     I assured him that it would be no problem and practically pushed them in 
the car.  As we were heading over the Fourteenth Street Bridge into Virginia, 
I decided to play a little cat and mouse game of my own.  I told them that I 
had only one bed but that it was King size and would comfortable sleep all 
three of us.  No problem said Mack.  Then I lied and said I would be glad to 
sleep on the sofa if they liked.  Paul, the innocent one, said he would sleep 
on the sofa.  But Mack said firmly that a king size bed could sleep all three 
of us. Thus our sleeping arrangement was settled.  I reached over in the dark 
and once again patted Mack's leg and said I was sure glad he came with us.  He 
quickly put his hand on top of mine and pushed my hand down his leg.  I 
thought for a second he was pushing me away, but then he pulled my hand back 
up his leg letting me feel the hard muscles in his thigh.  I wanted to feel 
the hard muscle between his legs, but just then I had to hold the wheel with 
both hands to turn onto the George Washington Parkway. 
     When we got to my apartment, Mack said he was ready for bed.  I offered 
drinks, but Mack declined and looked around for the bedroom.  I led the way.  
Both men had to use the toilet to let off some beer.  Paul discreetly closed 
the door behind him, but when Mack pissed, he left it ajar letting us hear a 
real horse pisser relieving himself.  Next both men stripped to their 
underwear, and the sheer beauty of two hunky marines weakened my knees.  I 
wanted to fall to my knees and suck them both on the spot.  Paul climbed in 
the bed somewhat self conscious of his near nudity, but Mack gave a splendid 
show of his gorgeous body.  He stretched his arms over his head showing off 
what must be the best looking body in the entire Marine Corps.  He could not 
help but see that I was looking and enjoying the show.  Then for good measure 
he gave his crotch a firm rub.  I felt compelled to say that he had an 
excellent build.  He grinned appreciatively and said that I did, too.  I told 
him I jogged a lot, but that my body did not compare to his or Paul's.  There 
was an awkward pause, and then Mack asked if I usually slept in my shorts.  I 
told him I always slept in the nude.  He said good and in one movement push 
off his shorts giving me my first look at his beautiful dick.  It was soft but 
long.  I could tell it would be a good eight or nine inches hard.  I pushed 
off my shorts, and Mack told Paul to take his off.  Paul declined.  Mack told 
him they had to sleep with them on in the barracks but not outside.  When Paul 
showed no interest in removing his shorts, Mack told me to help him, and the 
two of us literally jumped on Paul and wrestled with him until we finally 
pulled down his underwear.  By then all three of us had semi erections, and 
Mack said it was bed time and hopped on the other side of the bed.  I gladly 
crawled in between two of the most beautiful naked guys I had ever seen. 
     I reached up to the headboard to turn off the light, and as I did, my 
hand pressed against Mack's hard stomach.  I made no attempt to move it, and 
he did not back away.  As the light went off and I slipped back down in bed, I 
left my hand on his stomach to await further developments.  I told him he had 
hard muscles, and with a fake shyness he asked if I really thought so.  Then 
he pulled my hand from his stomach and put it on his huge biceps and let me 
squeeze them.  Next he moved my hand his his hard thighs.  Then he said he was 
saving the hardest muscle until last, and with those words he placed my hand 
on his really hard, long dick.  For a moment, I almost felt faint with 
excitement, but the moment past, and I knew just what to do.  With one hand I 
cupped two of the finest feeling balls I've ever touched and with the other 
hand, I rubbed his hard piece of meat to determine that I had been right in 
guessing it to be an eight incher.  A good hard and straight eight inches that 
pointed slightly upward -toward my mouth.  I wasted no time.  While the moment 
was right and before, he could say no, I moved right down on the head of his 
dick with my mouth.  And with just the head in my mouth, I paused only long 
enough to get it good and wet, and then I forced it as far down my throat as 
it would go.  I held it there for a moment and then came up for air and to 
give his dick head another hard sucking.  When I did this, Mack moaned aloud, 
and I knew he was going to let me go all the way.  I rolled over and got 
between his long, muscular legs which he spread gladly for me.  Next I put 
both hands on the base of his huge dick and went into some serious sucking.  
He wrapped his strong legs around my body, and I knew he was not going to let 
go until he had fired a load of cum deep into my throat.  I was in a 
cocksucker's heaven! 
     Just then Mack said, "Now this is a real blowjob, roommie."  And with 
those words, he turned on the light.  I had been so absorbed with Mack's 
wonderful hot cock that I had completely forgotten that there was another man 
in bed with us!  When the light came on, I raised my mouth off Mack's cock and 
looked right into Paul's face.  But he did not seem to notice me.  His eyes 
were focused on Mack's hard, wet cock. 
     "Jesus! I've never seen it that big," he said giving away that he had in 
fact noticed his roommate's hard dick in the past.  Then he added, "I mean, 
it's never that big when you have a piss hard." 
     "A piss hard and a fuck hard are not the same thing," Mack said as if 
explaining about the the birds and the bees.  "This is a fuck hard," he said 
taking his hard cock and slapping it right into my face.  I took advantage of 
the contact and sucked it back in my mouth.  Mack seemed to want to give his 
roommate a show, and I was more than happy to oblige. 
     "How does it feel, Mack?" asked Paul with a sound in his voice that 
betrayed a willingness to learn. 
     "This, my ole buddy, is a first class blowjob.  I've never had a chick do 
it better," said Mack pushing his dick further into my mouth. 
     "I can't believe he's taking that much," said Paul as I pushed about 
three quarters of that marine dick down my throat. 
     "Oh, I believe he can take even more if he tries," said Mack, and with 
those words he placed both hands on the sides of my head and began to press my 
mouth down further on his swollen dick.  I felt it pushing in my throat.  Next 
he gave his hip muscles a fucking action, and his dick went in deeper.  Then 
he pressed his hands down on my head and his hips up at the same time, and 
that wonderful dick disappeared completely out of sight in my mouth.  My nose 
was in his pubic hair, and I could feel the head of his dick pulsating in my 
throat.  I wanted to keep it there for as long as possible, but soon I was 
running out of air and had to pull off.  I pulled his dick out of my mouth 
completely just to look at that cock that had been all the way down my throat.  
It was throbbing hard and dripping wet with my saliva.  I looked for just a 
second and then fell right back to sucking it. 
     "Well, what do you think, Paul?" asked Mack.  "Are you ready for your 
first blow job?  You won't find a better one!" 
     Paul was more than ready.  Before Mack's words were completely out of his 
mouth, Paul was climbing over his roommate's leg and pushing his dick toward 
my mouth.  I took one dick out of my mouth and looked at another one.  Paul's 
dick was not as large as Mack's, but it was no small thing.  I saw at once 
that it was uncut, and I loved having two the different dicks to play with.  I 
sucked Paul's dick right in and took it as far as I could go.  Since this was 
his first blowjob, I intended for it to be one to remember.  When his dick 
went down my throat, Paul made such a moan that I thought he might cum right 
away, but he was just showing his appreciation, and I gave him all I had. 
     As I sucked on Paul, Mack gave words of encouragement, not that either 
Paul or I need them.  We were both going full tilt on a first class sucking.  
Since Paul had moved over to where I was sucking on Mack, Mack's dick kept 
hitting me in he ear as I sucked Paul's.  I wanted to get back on Mack's dick, 
but I was having too much fun running my tongue around under Paul's foreskin.  
It was driving him wild, and I knew that Mack could not know what the two of 
us were involved in.  After a few more plunges down on Paul's dick, I switched 
over to Mack's dick and gave it a few good sucks, but then Paul pressed his 
dick close wanting me to return to sucking him which I did.  However, Mack 
would not back off, and I started going from one dick to another.  Then it 
came to me to try them both.  I wondered what they would think or do, but what 
the hell, I thought as I pulled both dick together and started sucking the 
heads of them together. 
     Then both marines began to moan and groan and I thought they would cum 
together.  I realized they were not at all opposed to this kind of 
togetherness, and I started getting them close enough to rub first their cocks 
and then their balls together.  Next, I positioned them facing each other on 
their sides with only enough space between them to allow room for my head to 
suck on their dicks which were pressed tightly against each other.  When I 
would come up for air, I would notice that they were staring straight into 
each other eyes as they pressed their dicks together.  I grabbed both dicks 
and held them in my two hands while they fucked.  Suddenly I realized that I 
was only an excuse, just a means for these two macho, hunky marines to have 
sex together.  Without me, it would not happen.  But I was glad to be of 
service and plunged back down between them trying to get both dicks into my 
mouth at the same time. 
     I heard Paul say that he was getting close to cumming.  Mack told him to 
ease off and wait for him.  Accordingly, I ease off Paul's dick and started 
sucking harder on Mack's.  In just a few seconds, I heard Mack say, "I'm 
cumming, roommie.  Jesus! I'm cumming!"  Paul yelled that he was, too.  And 
just then two streams of hot, marine cum flooded my mouth, white washed my 
face, and drenched the bed sheets.  I went wild trying to get ever drop of 
that man juice. 
     When the fireworks were over, I wondered if the two would turn into 
"queer haters," to ease their consciousnes, but instead, Mack raised up on an 
elbow, and asked, "Well, Paul, wasn't it as good as I promised you?" 
     Paul said it was even better, and then Mack surprised me by saying to his 
roommate, "Well, don't you think we owe our host a little something?"  With 
those words he reached over took hold of my hard dick giving it a few pulls.  
"Sorry, we can't return the whole favor, but I think Paul and I can at least 
give you a little hand.  Come on, Paul."
     I could tell Paul did so a little reluctantly, but soon both guys were 
jerking on my dick and pulling on my balls.  What a feeling!  And there was no 
way I could make it last.  With those two good looking dudes jerking me off, I 
was shooting in less than a minute.  It flew on me and on both of them.  When 
I started to apologize, Mack laughed and said we needed a shower to get the 
cum off.  I pointed toward the bathroom, but he said we got it on us together, 
we ought to get it off us together.  And before Paul and I knew what was 
happening, all three of us were in the shower together.  It was crowded, hard 
to wash, and I loved it.  The guys did too, for we all kept bumping and 
rubbing against each other and making jokes. 
     Mack dropped the soap and told Paul to pick it up.  When he did, Mack 
pressed up against Paul's ass and told him to be careful or he would come up 
with a sore ass.  I thought Paul was very slow getting the soap and latter 
Paul dropped the soap and told Mack to pick it up.  Mack showed Paul his ass, 
and Paul pressed up against it and started humping Mack and saying it was the 
best ass he had had in a long time.  Then Mack played a sissy and said that 
Paul only liked him for his ass.  It got really campy, and I think the two 
almost forgot me. 
     When we got back in bed, the two stretched out naked side by side, and I 
knew no one was interested in sleep.  I was wondering what would be next when 
Mack asked me, "Have you every had two guys like us before?"  I told him they 
were the best and biggest I had ever had.  Mack said I was lying, but I could 
tell they were both very pleased with the compliment.  I asked if they would 
let me just enjoy their bodies.  Mack said go ahead, and I pulled them closer 
and started licking their chests, first one then the other.  I began nibbling 
on Paul's tit and pinching the other.  I could tell he liked it, so I reached 
over and got Mack's hand and put it on Paul's tit and told him to pinch it.  
He did so gently, but Paul moaned in pleasure, and Mack pinched it harder.  
Paul seemed to enjoy it even more and Mack pinched harder.  Just then Paul 
said, "Oh, yes.  Harder.  Harder." 
     I raised up off Paul's tit, and Mack instantly put his free hand where my 
mouth had been and began pinching both of Paul's nipples.  Paul loved it.  I 
slipped down to Paul's dick which was rock hard and engulfed it in my mouth.  
Above me I could barely make out mumbled words that Mack was saying as he 
pulled on Paul's tits.  It sounded like a mixture of domination and love.  It 
was not anything that I could understand.  I decided that Mack could not 
really commit to words how he felt, so he just made animal sounds, and Paul 
responded in kind.  I wondered why love was so easy and natural to do, but so 
hard to talk about.  But I didn't wonder long.  I had a big uncut, delicious 
dick that I was working toward a hot climax. 
     Just then I figured if Paul shot his load, it would be the last, and I 
wanted first to see just how far this semi-half-hidden sexual relationship 
between the hunky marines would go.  I pulled away from his dick and pushed 
Mack up against him.  I put Paul's dick still wet from my mouth between Mack's 
legs.  Mack did not need to be told what to do.  He immediately closed his 
legs tight around Paul's dick, and Paul began pumping his dick just below his 
friend's hot balls.   I got on the other side of Mack and took the head of 
Paul's dick in my mouth.  What a delight.  Mack's sweet ass was right at my 
nose, and Paul's dick kept coming through his friend's legs and into my mouth.
     In short order Paul was firing his second load of cum into my mouth only 
this time I got it all.  As his dick was growing soft in my mouth, I could 
tell that Mack was hot and ready to go.  I figured he would be more than ready 
for my mouth, but first I decided to test out that beautiful asshole that was 
right in front of my eyes.   I reached up and pull apart the prettiest ass 
cheeks I have ever seen, and before he could protest, I pressed my tongue 
against that dark opening.  Instantly, Mack reached back and pull apart his 
ass cheeks to give me more room.  I plunged my tongue in deeply, and he moaned 
so loudly that I thought he might be cumming.  Quickly I moved his dick 
between Paul's legs and got behind Paul and started sucking the end of Mack's 
dick as he began to fuck Paul between the legs in earnest.  Even though Paul 
had just cummed a good load, he was getting into the fucking motion of Mack 
and matching him thrust for thrust.  Again I heard the two marines making 
animal sounds of enjoyment as they did with each other what they had 
subconsciously always wanted to do. 
     In no time Mack was unloading his second load of hot cum into my mouth, 
and I was drinking it down greedily.  Mack did not pull away from Paul right 
off.  After a couple of minutes the two rolled apart, and there was a pause 
which Mack broke by speaking of me and saying, "Isn't he the best?"  It was 
almost if I was not there.  Paul agreed that he had sure been missing a lot by 
not ever having a blowjob.  I think in their minds I was a almost a "thing."  
Yet, I knew that I was the "thing" that allowed them to do something that 
would not be possible without me.  I lay there and wondered how many soldiers, 
sailors, marines, or just good buddies had fucked the same whore together as a 
substitute for fucking each other.
     Mack said it was time for some sleep, and he turned out the light.  I 
could not think of sleep lying between two beautiful men.  But just then Mack 
said it was not right that I should have to sleep in the middle and that he 
would not mind taking the center of the bed.  I wanted to stay put, but who 
argues with a marine his size?  As we traded places, it came to me that Mack 
wanted the middle so he could be close to Paul.  Sure enough after a long 
while I felt Mack moved closer to Paul.  I knew they must be "accidentally" 
touching.  Just about then Mack reached over and pulled me closer.  I needed 
no encouragement.  I rubbed my hand over his strong back.  He reached around 
and took my hand and placed it on his ass.  I rubbed those beautiful buns and 
then decided to go all the way.  I slipped down in bed, parted those cheeks, 
and dove in tongue first.  He pressed his ass back against my mouth and 
grinded his hole on my tongue.  The next thing I knew it was daylight, and I 
had to untangle myself from two beautiful men to get up and take a piss. 
     It was after ten when I woke them for breakfast.  They ate hardily, spoke 
of their various duties in the coming week, and made sounds about getting back 
to the barracks -if I was sure I did not mind taking them.  I was quite sure I 
did not mind.  On the way, I suggested if they would like to get away for a 
meal and maybe spend the night in the future, to give me a ring.  Neither made 
any favorable response to the offer.  When we got to Eighth Steet, Mack said 
to let them out a couple of blocks from the the barracks as they had some 
shopping to do.  I knew he was worried about being seen getting out of my car 
at the gate.  As they said good-bye I figured I would never see them again. 
     Thursday night the phone rang.  It was Paul.  After a few polite remarks, 
he asked if I was serious about the invitation to spend another night.  I 
caught my breath and said yes.  He was wondering if he and Mack could come 
over on Friday night after the parade, if it would not be too much trouble.  I 
told him they could.  He said to meet them a couple of blocks away at the same 
place I had let them out.  Then he covered the phone and I guessed he was 
speaking with Mack.  When he came back on, he asked if I was sure I did not 
mind them sleeping with them just the way they had before.  Knowing this was 
their way of saying they wanted to have sex, I agreed happily. 
     When I picked them up, they were full of excitement over the Friday night 
drill which they said went very well.  They laughed and made the usual 
comments that re-live a happy event.  Before we got out of town, Mack asked if 
they could pick up some beers.  I stopped and forced upon them the money for a 
couple of six packs.  Before we had gone another mile, the two marines had 
drunk one apiece and started on another.  I knew right then they were building 
up their courage, and I wondered what was on their minds.  As we were crossing 
the Potomac River, Mack started talking about fellow marines and how they had 
performed at the drill that night.
     "Did you see that son-of-bitch McLaine when we started the silent drill?" 
he asked of Paul.  "I thought he was going to fuck up for sure.  What a pussy 
he is!"  Paul agreed and Mack continued, "I bet he really is a pussy.  What he 
probably wants is a big dick up his ass."   Mack paused as if to let that 
information sink in, and then he continued in a lower, steady voice that 
seemed designed to convince us of his correctness of judgement in the matter.  
"I bet you anything he would take a big one if someone shoved it in him." 
     "Yeah, I think so, too," said Paul in a tone that indicated to me that it 
was the first time he had ever thought of McLaine taking a dick up the ass.  
Then Paul added, "Of course, he couldn't take one as big as yours, Mack."
     "Mine is not that big," said Mack in a tone that showed appreciation of 
the compliment and at the same time hinting for more conformation of the 
bigness of his male organ.
     "It's one of the biggest I've ever seen," said I jumping right in.
     "Really?" asked Mack giving his crotch a good rubbing.  I reach over and 
rubbed it, too.
     "Probably very few could take it," said I.
     "I sure couldn't," said Paul breaking his voice on the last word.
     "Oh, I bet you could if you really tried," said Mack jokingly and with a 
little hope in his tone.
     "Shit, man, no one could take all of that thing," said Paul with outward 
admiration for his roommate's dick.
     "Yours is pretty big, too," said Mack returning Paul's compliment and at 
the same time he reached around and grabbed Paul's crotch playfully.
     "Guys," said I, "I've heard of someone who can take both your dicks up 
the ass at the same time."  I was lying, of course, but I wanted to keep the 
conversation centered on ass fucking. 
     "No one could do that," said Paul in unbelief.
     "Well," I said adjusting the lie, "I know someone who can take first one 
and then the other."
     Mack did not say anything.  He just looked at me with a funny look, 
smiled, and reached for another beer.
     The rest of the ride to my place was devoted to conversation about who in 
the barracks was a pussy, a son-of-a-bitch, would suck a dick, take it up the 
ass, and other terms of endearments the two could think of.  All I could think 
of was that there was going to be some ass fucking in my bed tonight and 
wondering who was going to fuck whom.  I did not care as long as I got my 
share of those marine dicks. 
     When we got in my apartment, no one made any bones about wanting to go to 
bed.  We immediately undressed and taking our beers, climbed in my king size 
bed.  We were no sooner settled than Mack pulled on his hardening dick and 
asked, "Do you guys really think it's all that big?"  Paul and I assured him 
it was, and I told him that it was more than I could fully take without a lot 
of serious work.  Then to prove my point, I went down on that big hard dick 
and gave it a wet sucking.  When I came up for air, Mack was breathing heavy, 
and Paul's dick was rock hard. 
     "I don't see how you take that much," said Paul in a tone that betrayed 
envy for my getting to suck his roommate's dick.
     "It's not that difficult.  You just have to relax your mouth and throat 
muscles," said I and adding carefully, "Why don't you give it a try?"
     Paul was about to say no, when Mack jumped right in and said, "Yeah, go 
on and try a suck or two roommie.  If you do mine, I'll do yours." 
     That ancient promise of one man to another worked its magic, and Paul 
took Mack's big cock in his hand and looked at it long and hard.  I wondered 
if he was just trying to make up his mind to take the plunge into cock sucking 
or was he simply enjoying the moment he had long wished for and was now just 
delaying the pleasure.  He didn't wait long.  He opened his mouth really wide 
and sucked Mack's dick half way down his throat.  Paul kept one hand around 
the base of Mack's dick so that his lips were stopping when they got to his 
own hand.  I wondered if he was afraid Mack would try to push that monster 
down his throat or was he just putting a limit on how much of Mack's dick he 
was willing to suck on.  In the mean time, Mack leaned his head back and 
moaned in sheer animal pleasure.  After about a minute Paul pulled off and 
told Mack to suck his dick.  Quickly, Mack leaned over and gave a few slipshod 
sucks on his roommate's dick.  I could tell Paul wanted more, but he seemed 
equally anxious to get back to sucking Mack's throbbing, hard cock. 
     When Paul got his mouth on Mack's dick, he put his hand around the base 
of it again, but Mack pulled his hand off.  Next Mack position Paul between 
his legs which he then raised and spread wide offering to Paul the classical 
position of one getting a fine head job.  Next Mack put his hands on his 
roommate's head and eased it down further on his cock.  I could hear Paul 
gagging at first, but he soon grew used to the size of Mack's dick and began 
sucking it like a pro.  Mack started groaning and moaning and crying out, "Oh, 
yes.  That's it.  That's the way to do it!"
     I was so hot, I about cummed just watching a marine giving his buddy a 
blow job.  I couldn't tell which one was enjoying it the most.  Just then Mack 
pulled Paul's head off his cock and saying that he did not want to cum yet, he 
pushed Paul's mouth down on his balls.  Paul did not exactly know what to do, 
and Mack had to tell him to suck them.  Paul started easy at first, but soon 
he was really putting a licking and sucking on Mack's balls.  Again Mack 
started offering words of encouragement and telling Paul how good it felt.  
This seemed to get Paul to sucking harder, and soon he was all over Mack's 
balls, and dick, and thighs.  I am sure it was his first time giving head, but 
he was taking to it like candy.  As he was licking on Mack's thighs, Mack 
gently eased his butt up in the air, and said gently, "Come on, roommie.  Give 
me some of that tongue." 
     Just as when he first looked at Mack's cock and paused, now Paul really 
paused as he studied Mack's asshole.  I wondered if he would do it.  
Apparently, Mack did to, for he reached down and again took Paul's head in his 
hands and press it, mouth first, against his hot ass.  After a few seconds, 
Paul was falling on Mack's ass the way he had fallen on his dick and balls.  
He was lifting Mack's legs higher and spreading the cheeks of his ass to get 
deeper tongue penetration.  After a few minutes of delirious ass sucking, Mack 
was getting close to the brink.  He roughly pulled Paul back on his dick and 
with a few hard pumps began shouting and shooting.  Paul could not begin to 
take it all.  I could see lots of white cum streaming out of his mouth, and I 
could only guess what a giant load Mack has fired down his marine buddy's 
mouth.  Paul pulled off Mack's hard cock and more cum dripped out of his mouth 
and fell on that hard belly of a truly satisfied marine.  Quickly, I licked up 
the spilled cum while Paul stretched out on the bed beside his buddy.
     When I finished licking Mack clean, I noticed that Paul was lying on the 
bed beside Mack with his head turned away.  Mack's eyes were closed, and I 
could tell that he had not come down from the high of his organism.  I knew 
something was wrong with Paul, but I did not know what to say.  Just then Mack 
opened his eyes and turned toward Paul.  Putting a hand on his chest, he said, 
"Thank you.  That was really great."
     At these words, Paul pulled away.  Mack and I looked at each other.  Mack 
thought a moment, and then said roughly, "Hey what's wrong, Paul."
     Paul did not say anything at first, but then with his head still turned 
away said, "You took advantage of me.  I shouldn't have done that."
     "Hey, buddy," said Mack roughly, "We had a deal.  Now don't try to back 
out of it."
     "What?" asked Paul turning to look at Mack for the first time since he 
had removed his cock from his mouth. 
     "We had a deal," repeated Mack.  "You got to try it.  Now it's my turn."
     Paul could not seem to believe his ears.  "You mean..." he stammered.
     "Yeah.  Now it's my turn, but you got my ass so hot, I want to try 
something else," said Mack with a grin.
     I knew exactly what he meant, but poor Paul was so new to male sex that 
Mack and I almost had to draw him a picture.  "Let me get this long thing good 
and hard," said Mack, and without further ado, he pulled Paul over and went 
right down on his dick, and whereas Paul had obviously never sucked a dick 
before, I was not so sure about Mack.  I mean, he really slurped that thing 
right out of sight down his throat.  It all happened so quickly that it took 
Paul a few seconds to react, but when he realized that good feeling on his 
dick was coming from his marine buddy's mouth, he really got into getting a 
blow job. 
     "This is great!" he said and then added, "This is really great!  Don't 
stop, Mack.  I've never felt anything like this."
     But Mack did stop, and when he pulled Paul's cock out of his mouth, it 
was really hard and long.  "Let's try something else with this long dong," 
said Mack.  "I believe I can handle this one." 
     With these words, Mack rolled Paul over on his back and in once motion, 
climbed up on him and eased Paul's long dick right up his ass.  Once again it 
happened so fast that it took Paul by surprised.  When he realized that his 
dick was about seven inches up Mack's ass, he let out a groan and started 
pumping it further into his buddy's butt.  From the top position, Mack offered 
him words of encourage saying things like, "Come on, buddy.  Fuck that ass.  
Give it all your dick.  Make me know there's a real marine dicking me.  I want 
a man's cock in me.  I want some real marine cum pumping into me."
     This was all it took to push Paul into an organism that was so wild that 
I think if Mack had not been sitting on him, Paul would have rolled off the 
bed.  He groaned and moaned and Mack made him even wilder by telling him that 
he could feel hot loads of cum shooting up his ass.  When Mack saw that Paul 
was shooting, he grabbed his own hard dick and began giving it the final pumps 
that would bring forth his geyser of cum.  He started shooting a stream that 
went all the way up to Paul's face and landed on his cheek and on one eye 
which Paul closed just in time.  The next shot landed on Paul's muscular 
chest.  Considering it was Mack's second cumming within the hour, it was a 
whopper. 
     When Mack stopped shooting, both marines stayed still and just breathed 
hard.  I wasted no time getting the cum off Paul's face and chest with my 
tongue.  I licked it from his eye lid and then his cheek.  I told him he had 
some on his lips (which he did not) and quickly licked his lips and stole a 
quick kiss.  Paul was so sexually satisfied, he did not even notice that I was 
taking advantage of him.  Next I went to tongue licking his muscular chest 
cleaning it from all traces of Mack copious load of cum.
     When I was finished, Mack eased Paul's softening dick from his ass and 
said to me, "Here's something you can clean, too."  I looked and he was 
holding Paul's dick in his hand.  Considering where it had been, it looked 
very clean.  Without hesitation I slurped it up completely in my mouth, and 
Paul spoke for the first time since shooting off telling me to take it easy as 
it was very sensitive. 
     After I had finished sucking Paul's dick clean, Mack smiled at me and 
asked if I wanted some more of Paul's cum.  I wondered briefly what he meant 
until he rolled up and put his ass up in the air for me to suck.  I thought, 
what the hell -in for a penny, in for a dollar, and I dove into Mack's 
beautiful ass tongue first.  In no time I was getting the taste of Paul's cum 
from Mack's beautiful ass.  I was getting into sucking on that beautiful 
marine butt, and he was obviously getting into my sucking on it. 
     Paul got up and playfully called us perverted and went to take a shower.  
As soon as he was gone, Mack reached around and grabbed my hard dick and began 
giving it a few jerks.  I kept sucking until I heard him say, "Hey, I think 
your dick is bigger than Paul's."  I wondered what he was getting at, but I 
went back to sucking on his ass until he asked, "I wonder if I could take one 
that big?"
     When he said those words, I stopped sucking and raised my hard dick up 
level with his ass, and without a word started pushing it in.  Mack made no 
effort to stop me, but he did make a few groans that told me mine was a little 
bigger than Paul's, but I figured his ass was still limber from having Paul's 
dick in there just moments earlier.  I wasted no time pushing my hard cock 
completely to the hilt, and then I paused to enjoy the feel and the sight of 
my dick completely up that beautiful marine ass.  When I stopped, Mack told me 
to hurry and get a nut.  I realized that he did not want Paul to come back and 
catch him with my dick up his ass.  I appreciated his wish and commenced to 
laying a good and hard fucking on him.  He made no complaint but met my every 
thrust with a pushing back of his ass to receive every inch that I had to give 
him.  With this kind of action, it did not take me long to feel my cum 
building up and ready to shoot.  Just as we heard Paul turn off the shower, I 
let loose a load of cum up that marine ass that made him groan, and I knew he 
could feel every drop as it pour eight inches deep in his ass.  As soon as I 
had finished, Mack pulled away and grabbed a towel and wrapped around him.  It 
was not a second too soon, for just then, Paul walked into the room and asked 
what was happening.  Mack told him that he was just waiting for the shower, 
and he left. 
     Paul climbed up on the bed and propped himself up on the pillars and 
looked at me.  I realized that he and I had never been alone as Mack was 
always with us.  I could not think of anything to say.  I told him I had to 
piss and went into the bathroom and gave my dick a quick washing, not that it 
needed it.  Mack's ass had been completely clean. 
     When I got back to the bedroom, Paul had taken away his towel and was 
lying completely naked on the bed.  He looked at me with a smile and asked, 
"Well, what do you think of my roommate?"
     After I told him Mack was great, he continued smiling knowing that I was 
enjoying staring at his beautiful body and gorgeous dick.  I could think of 
nothing else to say or do, so I climbed between his legs and sucked his soft 
cock right into my mouth.  Paul moaned slightly and said it felt good.  After 
I had sucked for about a minute he pulled my head off his dick and told me 
that he had never sucked a dick until he had sucked Mack's.  I figured he was 
just telling me that he was not a cocksucker.  I told him everybody should try 
it once.  But this was evidently not what Paul was getting it. 
     "Do you think I did it..." he paused and then said, "Did I do it the 
right way?" 
     "Mack sure seemed to enjoy it.  He got off, didn't he?"
     "He sure did!" said Paul probably thinking of the huge load of cum he had 
taken in the mouth.
     "How did you enjoy it?" I asked as casually as possible.
     "Oh, it was all right," lied Paul.  He added after a pause, "I just 
wonder if I was doing it right.  I mean you seem to really know how to do it." 
     Then it came to me what Paul was hinted at, and I said, "Well, Paul, 
maybe if you could practice on me, I could give you some idea of just how well 
you can do it." 
     Paul didn't say or a word or hesitate.  He reached over and took hold of 
my soft dick and after looking at it for just a second, he leaned down and 
sucked it right into his mouth.  I was in heaven.  His mouth had the three 
W's: warm, wet, and wonderful!  Immediately, my dick began to rise in his 
mouth.  As it grew, Paul began to lick around the head of my cock.  Next he 
put his tongue in my piss hole and played with it.  Then he began to deep 
throat almost my entire eight inches.  If Paul had never sucked a dick, he 
sure was a quick learner.  I had a boner and was thinking about cumming again. 
     Paul pulled my dick out of his mouth and listened for a moment to make 
sure the shower was still running and he was safe from being caught by Mack 
with my dick down his throat.  He asked if he was doing it right, and I told 
him to try a little harder which he immediately did.  I could not help but 
smile when I thought that just a little while ago I was fucking Mack in the 
ass while while Paul showered and now I had my hard dick down Paul's throat 
while Mack showered.  I guess neither wanted the other to know that he was 
getting into having male sex with me. 
     The next morning at breakfast, Mack and Paul said that they had gotten a 
little wild the previous night, and that they had never done those things 
before and that everybody ought to try it once etc. etc.  Before they talked 
themselves out of coming over for a toss in my bed on the weekends, I told 
them that when they went to bed with a cocksucker like me that it did not 
matter what they did as it was all on me.  I could see they were thinking that 
over, and I went on to tell them as long as they did it with me and not when 
they were alone together, it did not count against them or make them queer or 
anything.  When I said this they really brightened up and accepted what I had 
said fully.  On the way back to the barracks, they promised enthusiastically 
that they would returned on their next free weekend. 
      Until they transferred to another post, I sucked and fucked them, and 
they fucked and sucked each other nearly every weekend.  Moreover, they went 
back to the barrack every Sunday night thinking that I was the cocksucker and 
they were two straight, handsome, hunky marines which I guess is exactly what 
they were.