Jody, the Team, and the Navy
By: Kenneth Kirk
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Chapter 22

On Saturday March 1, Scott and I helped Brandon and Blade (pictured) move into their new apartment, a nice two-bedroom unit a couple of miles off base in an area called Colony Point that overlooked a portion of the Lafayette River.   The apartment was not fancy, but it did feature a balcony with an impressive view of the river.  Living at the apartment would be less convenient than at the BOQ, but it would provide a lot more privacy and would be more fun, no doubt.  By the time we all feasted on pizza and beer that afternoon, I was a little jealous of my friends.  Of course, we christened the apartment with a small, but hot orgy that left loads from Blade and Brandon in my ass and a load from Scott in my tummy.  With Blade and Brandon living off base, I spent more time eating out and occasionally eating at their apartment as they worked to improve their culinary skills.

I thought about trying to partner with Scott to get an apartment for us, but before I said anything, he told me Vern was buying a house and wanted him to move in as a housemate/fuck toy.  He figured it would work out until he got transferred out one of these days.  So, I remained at the BOQ even after Scott moved in April.

As I got more acquainted with the group, I learned they tried to have a major party every couple of months.  During the colder months, the group would meet in Alex and Darren’s party room, but in warmer times, they would center the party on Alex and Darren’s nice backyard swimming pool.  A couple of times a year they would rent a party boat and spend two or three days in an isolated cove on Chesapeake Bay.

My first large party was near the end of February and took place in the party room.  By that time, I knew Brandon, Scott, Blade, Alex, Darren, and Vern quite well, having bottomed for each of them many times.  You won’t be surprised to know that Brandon and Darren were my favorites.  I’d fallen in love with Brandon; however, I knew the limit of our potential since he considered himself “straight but slightly bent.”  We both knew he would one day settle down with a woman to make a family.  I’d also met LT Ted Golden who worked for Alex in Base Communications, CDR Kris Gleason who was a married man assigned to the Ship Repair Department, LTJG Jeff Rogers, who worked for Kris in Ship Repair, and LTCDR Miguel Rodriguez who ran the base gym.  I’d met Miguel at the gym before I was into the group and had been quite drawn to his masculinity and well-developed muscular body.  Imagine my excitement when Brandon mentioned that he was “in the group.”  Miguel and Kris turned out to be exciting, manly, hard-driving tops who could turn my prostate to butter when they felt like it, even though at about seven and a half inches, they were easier to take than Brandon, Darren, Alex, or Scott.  Ted topped me a couple of times, mostly just to say he had, I think, because he showed little interest in topping most of the time.  Jeff was a bit more aggressive, but still not quite a major top like several of the other guys.  Both Ted and Jeff were more average in size, measuring somewhat less than six inches, which I found fun to suck. 

I didn’t plan it, but I had become a raging size queen!  Len, my very first top, was 8 ¾” long and about 5 ¾“ in circumference.  I knew he was bigger than most of my friends, but I didn’t realize that I might become so used to having a large dick in my butthole that more average-size dicks would leave me wanting more.  Luckily, Coach Stan, Brandon, Scott, Darren, and Alex were all in the 8-inch range, too.  Sigh.

My sexual experience grew quite a bit thanks to the Navy crew.  At the big party in April, some of the regulars approached me with a special request.  They’d been watching me and realized I liked to bottom more than anyone else they knew.  What can I say, it was true!  Anyhow, one of them had seen a porn flick in which a guy took two dicks in his ass at the same time.  And, they wondered if I would consider it because they thought it would be really hot to see, even if they weren’t one of the lucky ones.  My first thought was, hell, no!  But then I thought about how much I love having a dick in my throat and one in my ass at the same time.  I began to fantasize about it sometimes.  It sounded really hot! 

Later I told Brandon about the request and shared that I was considering it but was afraid of damaging myself or stretching my ass so much it wouldn’t be tight for one guy at a time.  That was his concern, too.  We went to Alex and Darren’s a couple of nights later for a private party – just the four of us.  Over dinner we discussed the request and the, uh, geometry of two dicks in one hole.  Someone came up with the idea we needed to make some measurements.  So, when we adjourned to the party room, we started the festivities with a tape measure Alex’s mom had used in her sewing.  Wrapping that around our dicks was slightly weird, but necessity overcame squeamishness about it once belonging to his mother.  It was a hysterical process and it yielded some fascinating data, presented below.

Our measurements were: Jody: 6.9” long with a circumference of 5.0”; Alex: 8.2” long with a circumference of 5.5”; Darren: 8.5” long with a circumference of 5.9”; and Brandon: 8.6” long with a circumference of 5.9”.  As far as I could tell, Brandon and Darren were the proud owners of the fattest cocks I’d had the pleasure of taking.  Secretly, I thought Coach Jordan had been a smidgeon bigger, but perhaps it was my less-experienced asshole that thought that.  At any rate, a girth of about six inches seemed to be as large as normal cocks got.  So, we got Brandon to lie on top of Darren with feet in opposite directions.  Just getting them into position was rather funny.  Brandon then slid up on Darren’s body until the underside of his cock bumped up against the underside of Darren’s.  When I wrapped my fingers around the two cocks, there were several inches between my thumb and index finger.

“Fuck, guys,” I groaned, “that’s a lot of cock!”

“Just measure it,” Alex instructed.  “Save your judgment until later.”

When Alex and I wrapped the tape measure around the two huge dicks, the total circumference was just about ten inches.

“No way you are going to take that much dick, Jody!” Brandon said.  “I like fucking you solo and don’t want to mess that up.”

“Ditto,” said Darren.

“Okay,” Alex said.  “What about two more normal sized dicks?”

“We’ll measure the two of you,” Darren said with a chuckle.

We spent the next several minutes getting them off the table and Alex and me into the position.

“Damn, this feels strange,” I said as I teetered on Alex’s thighs.  We worked for a moment, pumping our dicks to be sure we were good and hard.  When they read the result of the measurement, the combination of Alex’s 5.5” and my 5.0” was about 9”.

“I don’t think I want to take that much either.  This isn’t going to work.”

“You know,” Alex said, “several of the guys are thinner than you, I think, don’t you?”

I looked at my cock and tried to imagine all the guys’ cocks.  “Maybe,” I said.

“Yeah,” Brandon said thoughtfully.  “Ted is.”

“I think Jeff is,” said Darren.

“Thomas?” asked Alex.

“Definitely,” answered Brandon.

“What if you had two who were four and a half?” wondered Alex.

“Um, I’d guess about eight, maybe a little less,” Darren mused.

“That’s still over two inches more than either of you,” I pointed out.

“Suppose we gave you a muscle relaxant and waited until the end of one of our marathons when you’d already been thoroughly fucked?” Brandon asked.  He took the tape measure and made an 8-inch circle with it.  Then he slipped it down over Darren’s cock so we could see how much bigger that was.  Looked at it that way, it looked more possible. 

That night, I took all three studs, one at a time, of course.  Darren fucked me a second time after the first round.  While he was pounding me, he stuck a finger into my hole beside his cock.  I felt it, but it wasn’t painful.  He got a second finger in, too, before I realized he was helping me gage how much I could take.  It was when he was fucking me with his big cock and two fingers that I realized I was probably going to try a double penetration one day.

A few days later, Alex called me at the BOQ to inquire if I was still considering “a double.”  When I admitted I was, he said he was considering a dinner party Saturday night and could invite a couple of the guys who might be “good for our experiment” if I was interested.  I thought about it for a couple of seconds, but the throb in my dick convinced me what my answer should be.

So, on Saturday, Brandon, Blade, Scott, Vern, Ted, Jeff (pictured), and I arrived at the commanders’ place for dinner.  When the meal was concluded, we were served cocktails and shared a couple of joints.  After we’d finished our drinks and the weed, Darren called me to the bar where he gave me a pill and a shot glass of water. 

“Muscle relaxant,” he said quietly.

I popped the pill and then we adjourned to the party room, where everyone got naked and the festivities began.  At first, Jeff, Ted, and I were all treated as respected bottoms, given long gentle rim jobs as we took turns orally servicing our masculine tops.  A sort of round-robin occurred which allowed most of the guys to eat each prime ass and enjoy some talented cocksucking, too.  Then phase 2 began, which was a round robin in which the six tops reamed the three bottoms for almost an hour before the tops blessed us with their cumloads causing both Jeff and me to explode, too.

After the orgasms subsided, there was no dick for my ass since Ted was saving himself for the experiment.  Even so, I got no respite.  Darren brought out a dildo that looked quite fat.  Putting me on my back, he lifted my ankles to his shoulders and stood in almost the position he would to top me.  As he greased up the dildo, he motioned to Brandon, who came to my side, leaned down and began making out with me in a very sensuous way that took my breath away.  Alex pushed Brandon off my lips and opened a tiny brown bottle under my nose, saying, “Breathe.”  When I did, I got an immediate rush of feeling throughout my upper body that seemed to relax me momentarily. 

Brandon resumed his loving kisses and soon I felt pressure at my hole.  I pushed back to relax and open my bung for penetration.  The head of the dildo passed into my anus and then it stopped.  Darren maintained the forward pressure while he began slowly rotating the end he held so that the rubber cock pushed on the inside of the sphincter just past the rosebud.  He wiggled it a bit, too.  Darren’s movements, Brandon’s kisses, my earlier fucks, and the muscle relaxant combined to help me open up more than I ever had before.  The dildo started sliding in.  Instantly there was that sharp pain every bottom knows from time to time and I groaned into Brandon’s mouth.  Darren stopped advancing, but the pain remained for at least ten seconds.  Then my hole managed to accommodate the big ass stretcher and the pain evaporated.  I moaned more in pleasure than pain.  Without going deep, Darren began fucking my hole with the dildo.  After a few minutes of a pleasant, if slightly challenging, fuck, Darren again began pushing the dildo out in a circle that pressed on the entire inner surface of my sphincter, stretching it in a full 360-degree circle.  I found this rather uncomfortable and, for some reason, had a little trouble breathing, but I could tell my asswalls had stretched more than they’d ever been asked to stretch before.  I fidgeted beneath Brandon and he broke our kiss, taking his tongue out of my mouth and looking intently into my eyes.

“Are you okay, baby?” he asked with concern.

Between “Ohs!” and groans I managed to say, “Yes.”

“We can stop if you want.”

I shook my head.  I was quite nervous, but I wanted to try.  Really.  With Brandon no longer blocking my vision, I noticed that Scott was blowing Jeff while Blade was sucking Ted (pictured) off to one side.

For several more minutes, Darren worked my ass over with that rubber cock.  The pain went away and the uncomfortable feeling lessened.  Brandon kissed me more and I felt my anxiety flow out.

“Are you guys ready?” Darren asked.  Given an affirmative answer from the two designated tops, he said, “Get into position, please.”

Ted moved to the leather-covered table and lay in the center on his back.  Jeff stood to one side near Ted’s right foot.  Brandon pulled away.  Lovingly gazing into my eyes, he said softly, “Stop anytime you feel you want to, okay?”

I nodded and felt the dildo exit my hole.  Brandon and Alex helped me stand and move to the table where Ted lay waiting, small cock standing as tall as it could, dripping with lube.  I climbed onto the table and straddled him.  We smiled at each other and I reached behind myself to grasp his cock.  I rose on my knees and scooted backwards until I could drop down a bit and bring my asshole into perfect position on Ted’s cock.  I sat right down on his dick with no effort at all.  I had a momentary vision of his dick wobbling around without touching my flesh inside me.  Honestly, it felt as if I had just sat on one of Alex’s fingers.  This didn’t feel very sexy, frankly. 

Darren held a small bottle of poppers to my left nostril as he pinched my right nostril closed.  I inhaled a strong smell of sweaty socks that brought a rush to my head.

Jeff climbed onto the table behind me, touching my side at the waistline to steady himself.  He shifted around for a moment, crawling over all our legs to find some space for his knees.  I tensed up as he fumbled around and, especially, when I felt his cockhead against my ass just above Ted’s cock. 

Alex stepped to one side and touched my belly.  I looked at him and he said, “Don’t be afraid.  He’ll take it slow and stop if it’s too much.”

I nodded and leaned over Ted in order to better align my hole with Jeff’s cock. 

Darren gave me a second hit of the poppers.

The pressure against my sphincter increased.  I felt just the tip of this second cock sliding into the space above the first cock.  There was no pain for a second or two until the broader corona forced its way into my sphincter, immediately stretching my ass lining to the utmost.

“Oh, shit!” I exclaimed, the pain shooting from my ass throughout my body.  “Ow!  Fuck, that hurts!”

Jeff held still with about an inch or inch and a half of his dick inside me.  “God, that’s so tight!” he said.

“It’s splitting me open!” I yelled.

“It’s not.  Relax!” Alex said as he stroked my belly.

“Push!” Darren commanded as he held the brown bottle to my nose.

I drew more of the poppers into my nose and the sharpness of the pain in my ass passed, becoming more of a strong ache.  I pushed and the pain decreased noticeably.  Jeff must’ve felt my ass-grip weaken as he immediately surged forward an inch or two.

“Oooooh!” I wailed.  Suddenly I became aware of my own cock for the first time in a while.  It throbbed as a blob of precum surged out to slowly drip down onto Ted’s belly.

Jeff paused again.  I pushed again.  He pushed again, but this time my body accepted the additional inch without pain.

From beneath me, Ted groaned.  I felt him push a bit deeper into my guts.

“You’re doing so well, Jody,” Alex said.  “There’s just one more push.  Are you ready?”

“Yeah,” I croaked.  Jeff pushed in and I yelped, “Ow!”

“That’s it!” Jeff yelled out.

Ted moaned, “Oh, baby!”

“Unbelievable!” Scott murmured from somewhere behind me.

“No shit!” Brandon added.

The pain was subsiding surprisingly fast.  I leaned further down over Ted, thus arching my back, which seemed to relieve some of the pressure inside my hole.  “Oh!” I said from wonder rather than pain.  “Oh, Jeff,” I said as I realized this hot fantasy was actually reality.  “Fuck me, dude!”

“Yeah?” Jeff asked as if he wasn’t sure.

“Fuck him!” Ted commanded from the bench.

This felt rather strange, but it was becoming better by the second.  “Please, sir!”

A 22-year-old LTJG doesn’t get called “Sir” a lot and my acceptance of his dominance seemed to turn him on more.  He groaned and slowly pulled his cock back a couple of inches.  Pausing only for a second, he pushed back into my center.  Soon he was fucking with a normal pace and power.  Beneath us, Ted twitched, moaning a bit as he experienced some unusual sensations.  When I was no longer in pain, I leaned down so I could kiss Ted’s cute face and sweet lips.  I liked Ted and was glad to feel so much more cock while he was fucking me.  Damn, this was a hot time!  Jeff kept up a good, solid fuck that pushed my need for release ever higher until finally, after almost eleven minutes, my body responded to all the physical stimulation in my asshole as well as the erotic nature of what we were doing.  I pulled my lips away from Ted’s and screamed out, “Oh, fu-uck!”  A massive load exploded in about ten spurts across Ted’s torso and face as I screamed with each shot.  My over-stretched hole, nevertheless, clamped on the two cocks inside me which drove Jeff over the threshold into his orgasm, too.  Once he and I had quit shooting, he slowly withdrew and my ass felt awfully empty, especially considering a cock was still there.  I rose a couple of inches and Ted’s cock popped out, very drippy with extra lube and with Jeff’s ejaculate.  A few strokes of Jeff’s hand brought a big load out of Ted then.

We all showered.  Everyone wanted to clap me on the back and wash my back or belly or something.  While the others prepared to go home, Brandon carried me into the spare room and put me in bed, crawling in beside me and spooning me.

“Are you okay?” he whispered into my ear.

“Yeah,” I snuggled against him.

“Sore?”

“Yeah.”

“Bad?”

“No.  Not like I’m injured.  More like my sphincter is exhausted and feels the way my arms do after a major workout.  You know?”

“Yes, I get it.”  He rubbed my belly.  “You were incredible tonight, Jody.”

“It was a very weird feeling.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Well,” I thought, did I?  After a moment I pushed my ass back against Brandon’s cock.  “I don’t know if I would use the word ‘enjoy.’  It was a lot of hard work and there was quite a bit of pain.  I’m not sure I exactly enjoyed it.”  I paused for a couple of seconds.  “But I have to say, it was very, very hot!”

“As an observer,” Brandon chuckled, “I’d have to say I agree.  It was very, very hot!”

“Glad you liked it,” I said slowly as I was suddenly aware of how exhausted I was.

“Go to sleep, honey.”

He’s never called me that before, I thought as I drifted off.

To be continued...

Posted: 04/16/2021