Officers' Boy
By: Kenneth Kirk
(© 2022 by the author)

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Chapter 25

Saturday evening Robert left for his date around 6:45 and the rest of us settled on the patio a few minutes later for dinner.  Between the four of us, we devoured two lemon pepper chickens, a pot of rice pilaf, some sauteed green beans with multicolored bell peppers, and a nice tossed salad.  After dinner we moved into the TV room to watch an old movie called Tigerland that starred Colin Farrell as a new recruit at Fort Polk, Louisiana.  Throughout the movie, my new friends commented often about how much better their boot camp experiences had been than the movie portrayal. 

“That’s why it pays to be an officer,” noted Michael.     

“And also why the Air Force is better than the Army,” added Rafael.

I’ll admit I was significantly distracted from the movie because of Rafe’s thigh clasped against mine on one side with Mike’s against my thigh on the other side.  The movie did have a few scenes with some homo-erotic content that brought some gasps or comments from one or two of us.  Michael and I both practically stopped breathing when Colin Farrell’s big dick was shown during the scene in which he and Matthew Davis have bedded a couple of slutty girls the night before.

“Fuck!” Mike exclaimed.  “He looks to be as big as Smoky.”

We all chuckled, but watched raptly as Rafe replayed the scene for us.

After the movie ended, Rafe pulled me into his lap and began kissing me.  Several minutes of passionate kissing got me quite excited.  When I dropped onto my knees between Rafe’s legs, I noticed that Mike had moved over to Tony’s chair and was giving the major some pretty enthusiastic head.  Rafe enjoyed my oral work for a while before suggesting I give Michael a break.  As I dropped my head onto Tony’s turgid cock, I remembered our first encounter when he had me blindfolded and restrained.  The hot memory caused my cock to swell as I relived that exciting time in my mind.

As I sucked Tony, Mike rimmed my ass lovingly to prepare me for further fun times.  Soon Rafael pushed Mike out of his way and gave me his own special rim job before he greased up and entered me.  I moaned in grateful response as his erection smoothed out the wrinkles in my asswalls.  I pushed back to open myself to him, welcoming him as deeply as his cock would go.  Oh, yeah, this is Heaven, I thought.  Rafe fucked me gently for several minutes before withdrawing to make room for Mike’s slightly less challenging probing of my anus. 

Eventually, Tony pulled my face off his cock and turned my head so I was looking into his handsome face.  “Why don’t you come up here and ride my cock, babe?” he asked.

Behind me, Mike paused and slowly withdrew.

I rose from my knees a little stiffly before climbing onto the chair, assisted by Mike and Rafe and then lowering myself onto Tony’s hefty 9-incher.  As I rose and fell on his wonderful cock, Tony pulled me into his chest, holding me close as he grunted with each full penetration.  I moaned continuously as my ass sent me marvelous sensations whether the cock was going deeper or pulling out.

I’m not sure how long I rode Tony’s fleshpole, but eventually Rafe lifted me off, helped me stand, and led me to the couch, where he sat down, turned me so I faced away from him, and pulled me onto his beautiful Brazilian cock.  As I rode Rafe, Mike and Tony came close, muttering about how hot it was to see me impaled on Rafe’s big cock.  Mike sat down on the couch beside Rafe, spread his knees invitingly, squirted a bit more lube onto his cock, and slowly started pulling on it. 

Rafe caught my butt cheeks to halt my descent.  Then he pushed me off him.  As quickly as I could, I moved to my right until I was stooped between Mike’s knees.  Slowly I backed up until his hand stopped my butt.  I felt his swollen head rub against my relaxed sphincter.  I shifted my weight and leaned back until his glans popped through my rosebud to slide deep into me again.

Tony took the seat to Mike’s right, lubed again, and slowly stroked off.  Mike continued to enjoy my hole for a few more minutes before stopping my movements with his hand.  Obediently, I stood in order to get off his cock and shifted to my right again.

As I dropped slowly onto Tony’s cock, I groaned loudly as I noted its girth in spite of all the fucking I’d already received.  It took several seconds for me to take in the whole enchilada.  When my butt cheeks rested against his thighs, I breathed, “Oh, fuck, yeah!”  I sat quietly for a few seconds to concentrate on the sheer size of the cock I held deep within me.  Tony pushed against my cheeks as if lifting me.  Taking my cue, I rose over half a foot before pausing and then reversing my direction.  As I moved up and down, my own dick flopped about, slinging precum to and fro onto the ottoman and the surrounding area.  My sense of time faded and I became nothing more than an animal getting my insides scrubbed by the probing appendage within me.

When Tony stopped my movement, Rafe lifted me off him as my legs had become too weak for me to get off without help.  Rafe half carried me to the big ottoman, where he gently laid me on my belly, my rump in the air.  He spread my legs so they went wide off the edges of the ottoman.  Then he hovered over me and slipped his cock into me once more.  “Oh, fuck me, Rafe!” I screamed as I felt his length traversing my bowels.  Rafe pounded my ass for quite some time, finally speeding his thrusts until he screamed out and creamed my intestines.  Pressed into the ottoman, I could not reach my own dick and thus could not bring myself off.

Finally, Rafe withdrew to allow Mike to return.  He thrust into me a bit faster than Rafe but with a little less power.  Although it was different, I still loved every scalding moment of his assault on my ass and was almost disappointed when he cried out and shot into me.

When Mike pulled out, the three officers turned me onto my back.  Tony held me by the ankles, pulling my feet a couple of yards apart before handing them off to Rafe on one side and Mike on the other.  Tony positioned his monster at my gate, smiled and winked, then drove determinedly through my ass all the way.  As he bottomed out, his eyes closed in concentration while I yelped from the filling.  My dick juice covered my abdomen and I reached for my cock to bring about my own orgasm.  But Rafe took my hand and Mike took the other one.  Tony slowly increased his speed and power and I flailed upon the ottoman in direct response to the movements of his cock in my hole.

My moans and groans morphed into shouts and gibberish as my internal sensations grew stronger.  Tony pounded, breathing like a bull at a rodeo, thrusting like a piston in a Peterbilt, groaning like a dying buffalo.  How long he lasted, how long I lasted, I’m not really sure.  But finally, I felt my orgasm begin in my toes.  The sensations traveled through my body towards my dick, finally collecting and exploding in a fiery crescendo onto my abs, pecs, face, and hair.  It was a gigantic, scalding load that lasted through nearly a dozen monumental blasts.  About halfway through this incredible orgasm, Tony screamed as he began to unload deep in my ass.

When we were finally done, Tony’s cock abandoned me and Rafe and Mike lifted me.  They carried me to the shower for a much-needed rinse.

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Donovan (pictured) and Roger arrived at the house around 1:30 Sunday afternoon.  They were excited to get to meet the hunky fighter pilots as well as getting to swim with them.  My new friends were complete gentlemen around my old friends, who were both enamored by the older men.

Our time together passed quickly with some rambunctious water sports, light refreshments, and almost non-stop conversations about college, the Air Force, and personal histories.  It was clear that both my school chums were in love with all the officers, even if Roger’s attraction to them was purely platonic and Donovan’s attraction was more sensual.

Many times during the afternoon, I observed an officer looking appreciatively at one of my friends.  It didn’t seem to matter that Roger identifies as straight while Donovan identifies as gay.

On my part, I had a blast being a quiet observer much of the time, enjoying the fun all six of my friends seemed to be having as they got acquainted.  I could tell that even straight-boy Roger was soaking up all this attention from the spectacular military officers.

Far too quickly the hours passed and soon it was 4:30 and time for us to collect ourselves and get ready to head home, which was about 5 minutes away.  Roger, Donovan, and I changed back into our street clothes, put my stuff into the car, and came back to poolside to say our goodbyes.

Roger and Donovan were both a little choked up as they went down the line of the officers exchanging words of friendship and warm hugs.  I followed them collecting long hugs, warm kisses, and salacious pats on my rump as Robert, Michael, and Anthony told me how pleased they were to meet me.  They also expressed their good wishes and their hope that I might decide to come and live with them.  Finally, my chums had gone to the car and I had only Rafael to speak with.

Rafe took my hand to lead me into the house where we walked silently into the TV room.  He pulled me into him for a very long and very tight embrace.  After a while, he turned his head so his lips were at my ear.  “It’s been an amazing weekend, babe,” he whispered directly into my ear.  “All of us love you and want you to be healthy and happy.  I pray things go well with your parents and with school.  I hope to see you again real soon.”

“Me, too,” I croaked.

He stepped back so we could look into each other’s eyes.  “And remember to call me if you need anything.  If you decide you want to come here, the invitation is open any time.  Don’t stay there if it gets dangerous.  Please!”

The lump in my throat brought about by his kind words prevented me from speaking, so I nodded strongly.

“You should go before I start to cry,” he chuckled.

He leaned into me and we shared one final kiss (at least for now) before he released me, stepped back a bit, turned me toward the door, and patted my well-used rump to urge me to leave.  I took a few steps away but turned around at the door to see him.  He was gorgeous with his emotional face and a couple of tears sliding slowly down his cheeks.

I smiled as best I could before turning to leave.

To be continued...

Posted: 09/16/2022