Officers' Boy
By: Kenneth Kirk
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Chapter 22

I sensed the mysterious fucker had left me as the applause died down.  Two men stepped up to my left and right, touching my arms as they worked to remove my restraints.

I was almost crying from the stress of not knowing who was with me and what they intended to do to me.  “Rafael?” I croaked with immense hope.

“No,” said a kind voice on my left.  “I’m Michael and this is Robert.”

“Hi, Eric.”  It was the voice on my right.

Michael continued, “You can relax.  We’re here to take care of you for a while.”

“Oh,” I said cautiously.

“Please,” Robert said as he removed my mask.  “Really, we just want to help.”

I looked toward this last voice and saw a beautiful blond man staring back at me.  For a moment we just stared at each other.  I saw a kind concern in his eyes and my fears calmed dramatically.  Finally I found my voice.  “Hi, Robert,” I said with a smile.

“Now,” he said, returning my smile, “let’s go grab a shower and get ready for dinner.”

“Okay,” I said.

Robert put his arm around my waist and led me into the adjacent bathroom with Michael following behind us.  As we traversed the short distance, I couldn’t help but notice that Robert had a pendulous prong hanging between his legs, swinging from thigh to thigh as we walked.  Since he wasn’t fully hard, I couldn’t tell its ultimate size but I suspected it to be the biggest cock I’d ever seen.  I felt a jolt of desire coupled with a lurch of fear as I contemplated trying to take care of this man’s sexual needs.

The three of us went into the large shower I had noticed earlier.  Robert and Michael activated the two showerheads at opposite ends of the enclosure.  Robert stood in front of me as he shampooed my hair while Michael began scrubbing my back.  By the time Robert was done with my hair, Michael had moved down to my butt cheeks.  He pushed against my shoulder blades and said gently, “Lean forward.”

Robert didn’t move away so I had to lean into his chest, which increased my excitement as my head nestled between his pecs and my sight fixed on his prodigious cock.  With one hand, Robert grasped his cock and held it up so the head was just a few inches from my mouth.  With the other hand, he pushed gently on my back.  “Why don’t you say hello to my dick, Eric?” he asked in a deep, sultry voice.

Just as my lips touched his glans, behind me Michael inserted a soapy finger into my anus.  I moaned from the double pleasure of meeting this fine cock and of being gently probed in the ass.  I shifted my feet apart a few inches to open myself to Michael while I relaxed my throat to open myself to Robert.  I leaned down further to gobble up another inch or two of prime Air Force cock while a second finger began servicing my hole.  As he hardened in my mouth, I realized two things about Robert.  One, he had a cock that was thicker than Rafael’s (my only other oral comparison) and that was more than two inches longer.  I encircled this enchanting cock with my hand as I worked to take it as deep as possible.  I gagged and spat but could only get a couple of inches into my throat.  I could feel there were still a couple of inches that hadn’t passed my lips yet, so I was quite impressed!

As I worked to get more of Robert into my mouth and throat, Michael began a delicious 3-finger prostate massage that had me whimpering continuously in no time.  Robert fed me a massive cock while Michael seemed to be prepping me for yet another anal assault.  What a wonderful day, I thought.

After two or three minutes, Michael’s fingers withdrew one after the other.  When my ass was empty again, Robert mumbled, “That’s awesome, Eric, but let’s wait a bit for more.”  With that he pulled me up to a standing position so we were facing each other about a foot apart.  He’s about an inch shorter than my 6’2” so that he pulled my face slightly down and then surprised me with a warm, open-mouthed kiss.  For several seconds I waited anxiously for his tongue, but he did not give it to me.  “We’ll continue all this later, dude.”

Quickly he lathered up his hands to wash my chest, abdomen, dick and balls.  From behind, Michael washed my legs, lifting each one to wash my feet, too.  When they were done, I not only felt clean and fresh, but also safe and appreciated.  When I turned around, I finally got a good look at Michael.

With a crewcut hairstyle, Michael looked almost like a new recruit, all masculinity, all sexy swagger.  He was as handsome as he was sexy.  When I dropped my gaze, I could see that his cock, while enticing and beautiful, was a more normal size than Robert’s monster.  I thought I could probably take Michael to the root on either end he wanted and be very happy doing it.

Although I still knew nothing about either of these men, I could tell I was going to like them as people and as sexual partners.

When we were dried off from our shower, I asked, “How do we dress for dinner?”

“Usually just a swimsuit or undies,” Michael answered with a grin.  “That’s less to take off later,” he added with a dastardly laugh (you know, like Snidely Whiplash from the Dudley Do-Right cartoons).

We all walked naked back through the mancave, the foyer, and the hall leading to the bedrooms.  They stopped with me in the guest room that “could be mine,” where I put on my black Calvin’s.  Then we crossed the hall to Michael’s room, where he donned a light gray bikini.  Our last stop on the “sleeping hall” as Michael called it was Robert’s room.  He chose a pair of white briefs that were challenged to hold the genitalia he crammed into them.

When we got into the dining room, I could hear Rafael and the mystery man talking in the kitchen.

“Racer!” Michael called.

Within seconds, Rafael stepped into the room, wearing an apron and a big smile.  He ignored his house-mates, smiled widely when he saw me, and stepped into a tight embrace.  Chin on my neck, he whispered into my ear. “How’re you doing, babe?”

I nodded and answered truthfully, “Fine.  Real good.”

“I’m glad,” he said as he broke the embrace and backed away enough that we could look into each other’s face.  “I see you’ve met these two fine gentlemen,” he said with a nod over his shoulder at Michael and Robert.

“Yes,” I looked over Rafael’s shoulder at the other officers and nodded.  “They’ve been most kind.”

“Of course,” Rafael said.  “They always are.  Would you like to meet the other man in our house?”

I giggled.  “We’ve already met, uhm, sort of, but I would love to see him.”

Everyone chuckled and I sensed a presence behind me.  Turning around, I beheld a beautiful muscled man somewhat older than the others, but very handsome with a spectacular smile.

“Hi, Eric,” he said in that deep voice I recognized from our earlier encounter.  “I’m Anthony, or Tony, if you prefer.”

I had to work to find my voice, especially when I glanced down to see a very full pouch in his briefs.  “Uhm, hi, uh, Tony,” I mumbled.  “Pleased to meet you, sir.”

He chuckled.  “It’s my pleasure, for sure.”  He stroked my shoulder gently.

“Dinner will be ready in a few minutes,” my lovely Rafael interjected.  “Why don’t you take Eric out to the table, Tony?  You guys, come with me.”  He motioned to Robert and Michael to follow him.

As the others went back into the kitchen, Tony took my elbow to lead me out to the patio and the 6-top table.  He seated me on one side and sat beside me. 

“Are you doing okay, Eric?”

“I’m very nervous,” I admitted, “but having a good time.”

“I’m glad you’re having fun.  We’re all very happy you’re here and sincerely want you to enjoy everything that happens this weekend.  We’ve really been looking forward to meeting you.”

“Thanks.  Uhm, I’ve been unsure about this, but you guys all seem really nice, so I’m feeling more relaxed.”

Robert came to the table with placemats and utensils.  “Honestly, Eric,” he said, “we are nice guys.  All we want is to enjoy our lives and the time we have with each other.”

“He’s right,” Tony said.  “None of us are interested in hurting anybody.  I hope you will relax as you get to know us better.”

Robert went back into the house.

“I’m sure I will,” I smiled.

“Are you comfortable with what happened earlier?” Tony asked as he rubbed my arm.

“I’ll admit I was a little afraid, however, it was really hot and, in the end, I’m glad.  I’m sure I’ll never forget my first time to, uhm, be with you.”

“I doubt I’ll forget it either.”

Michael came out with a tray containing large glasses filled with ice and water, which he put at each place around the table.  “None of us will forget you, Eric.”

“Thanks, Michael.”

“We’ll get better acquainted later,” Michael grinned, patting my shoulder.

I blushed as I imagined what he meant by that.  Deciding I should be positive to all of the guys, I grinned.  “I’m looking forward to that, too!”

Michael returned to the house.

In a quiet voice, Tony said, “I want to be sure you know that you can say ‘No’ to us any time.  We aren’t into forcing someone.”

“I know,” I nodded.  “Rafael has emphasized that, too.  Honestly, knowing that makes me much more comfortable.  So far, I’ve not wanted to say ‘No’ to anything.  Except maybe to putting on the mask.”

Tony laughed.  “I know.  I’m glad you did say ‘Yes’ because I think that little extra vulnerability made the sex quite a bit hotter for you.”

Laughing, I waved my hand in front of my face as if I was overheated.  “I don’t think I could handle sex that was any hotter than that.”

He chuckled.  “We’ll have to work hard to top that, won’t we?”

I guess that means I’m passing my test so far, I thought.  “Yes, we will,” I answered.

Michael and Robert appeared on the patio with plates heaped with food: breaded grilled tilapia, wild rice, sauteed green beans, and Texas toast.  Somehow wine glasses appeared and a light white wine was poured into them.  In a moment, Rafael came out with his plate of food to sit at the end of the table beside me.

For the next hour or so, we had an energetic conversation in which everyone introduced himself to me.

Tony is Major Anthony Caselli who was originally from Scottsdale, Arizona, and received an Aerospace Engineering degree from Arizona State University in 1997.  He has served in the Air Force since 1997 and is now commanding a flight squadron at MacDill Air Force Base in Tampa.  He was married from 1998 to 2006 to Jennifer, a woman he met in college.  They have two children, a son aged 15 and a daughter aged 12.  They live in Phoenix and usually spend a week with Tony at Christmas and spring break and a couple of weeks in the summer.  At 39, Tony expects to retire from the military in just a couple of years when he has completed 20 years.  He bought this amazing house because he decided he will remain in Tampa after retirement.  His AF nickname is Hailstorm due to his fast hand on the plane’s trigger that could create a hailstorm of shots.  He served in Iraq for 2 tours.  He works out a lot (obviously), plays golf and racquetball, and considers himself “straight with a bit of a twist.”

Robert is Captain Robert (Rob, Smoky) Landon who was born and raised in Texarkana, Texas, and graduated from Texas Tech University in 2005 with a BS in Industrial Engineering.  A week after graduation, he married Miss Lubbock Marcy Malloy, a union that only lasted about 18 months before she decided he is “a bit deficient in the bedroom in spite of your big dick.”  Dealing with the pain that comment caused, Rob finally realized he was as attracted to men as much as he was to women, leading to a committed relationship with Gerald Hill, a civilian doctor serving in the hospital at Nellis Air Force Base when Rob was stationed there.  Unfortunately, when Rob was transferred to Bagram AFB in Iraq, Gerald could not go with him and the relationship ended amicably.   Rob is 31 and plays racquetball and basketball, swims, and considers himself bisexual.

Michael is Lieutenant Michael (Mike, Dancer) Keller, who hails from Abilene, Kansas, and is 26.  He received a Mechanical Engineering degree from Kansas State University in 2010.  He is the only one of the men sharing the house who self-identifies as gay, having never had a significant relationship with a woman.  His former boyfriend Aaron lived in the house until a few months ago when it was discovered that he was involved in a series of promiscuous relations outside the house.  Mike threw him out immediately with the blessing of the others.  In addition to working out, Mike likes to swim and play tennis and racquetball.

After dinner, we had a round of coffee and a few Snickerdoodles and Peanut Butter Cookies.  I was given the floor to share about my family situation and early life.  Some intense conversation ensued when I mentioned my dad’s rather myopic view of life that held little room for personal freedoms related to sexuality.  I shared my previous plan to attend Baylor but that I am quite glad I changed to USF for my biomed engineering degree.  All the guys assured me that is a great major and I should have a very interesting and lucrative career with such a degree.

“Are you planning to come out to your parents?” Rob asked.

“Yes,” I hesitated, “but I don’t know how soon.  I know Dad will toss me out and stop any financial support when I do.”

“What an ass!” Mike exclaimed.

“Well, being gay is against everything he believes in,” I explained.  “And, if he won’t support me, I don’t think I can go to school.”

“Eric,” Tony spoke a little sternly.  “I think I can speak for all of us.  You have other options.”

“We’ve talked about scholarships,” Rafael interjected.

“And you’re working at Starbuck’s,” Rob noted.

“And you could live here, if you wanted,” Tony finished.

I was touched deeply by their warm offer.  “You guys don’t know what that means to me.”

“Be sure you think seriously about it,” Tony said.

“I will,” I promised.

To be continued...

Posted: 08/26/2022