A Marine Called Jason
(Revised)
by: Peter

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Chapter 5
Bring Ling

I went to Toby's several times, with no real hope that Jason would be there, but just to be in a place where we had been together.  Mostly, though, I hung around the barracks and took on extra duty so I could be around to monitor the phone.  I was counting the days, and too many had passed and turned into weeks.  I was almost sick with worry. Then one night I got a call from an orderly at the hospital.

"Petty Officer Jason Seaborne asked me to call you."

"He's there, at the hospital?" I asked, barely able to work up the air to get the words out.

"Yeah."

"Tell him I'll be there as soon as I can," I said. My voice got weaker with each word as the air went out of me.  I got dressed, grabbed a pass and headed for the hospital. I practically ran, and thought I should’ve gotten a cab.  I was half-numb, with no clear thoughts in my head. I think I was afraid to think of what might have happened.  The smell of the hospital sickened me and I wanted to turn and leave but I rushed down the hallway in search of the most important person in my life. I slowed as I approached his room; as he had done when he came to see me. Just outside, I paused to take in a deep breath.

"We gotta stop meeting like this," I joked as I went in. 

“Hey, fucker,” he greeted me with a wide smile. He had a pretty good growth of beard which only made him look more ruggedly handsome. I couldn't tell how bad he was hurt but he had both hands bandaged.  The sheet was pulled down to his waist revealing his massive chest and ripped abs and nothing looked damaged there.  He moved his leg and I saw a cast under the sheet. He laughed and squirmed in the bed.

"How'd you get a two-bed room?" I asked.

"They're a bit crowded so they're having to use the rooms usually reserved for officers," he said.

"You got a room-mate?"  I asked.  My mind was churning out all kinds of ideas.

"Nope, not yet."

"So, what happened?"  I asked, finally.

He laughed, shaking his head. "Would you believe, the goddamed vehicle turned over and tumbled down a ravine.  I got a busted leg and some burns out of it.  Nothing serious."

"How busted?" I asked.  I didn't know whether to believe his story of nothing serious.

"I didn't see any bone.  It'll be okay in a couple of weeks."

"A couple?"

"A few weeks... hell, I don't know," he said.

"Are your hands the only thing that got burned?"

He smiled and broke into a laugh.  "Everything else is in great shape and working fine," he assured me.

I couldn't help laughing when I noticed the huge lump under the sheet. It was moving.

"Well, I can see you didn't get it blown off," I joked. "But it looks like you've got a problem there.  Or are you just glad to see me?"

"You know it.  Fuck, it's worse than the injuries. If I don't get it taken care of it feels like it's gonna explode."

"I thought they give you something for that when you're in the hospital," I said.

"Did they give you anything?" he asked.

"No, but I’m not as horny as you are, " I said.

"The only thing they give me is a hard thump with the nurse's thumb.  Damn, it hurts."

"That's sadistic.  Does it work?"

"Not for long," he said. “Hell, I think he just wants to see my cock.”

“Oh, a male nurse. “

“Yeah, and not bad looking either,” he said.

"I'll be right back," I said.

"Where're you going?"

"To get you something for that problem," I said.  I went out in the hall and grabbed the first orderly who came by. "Look, my buddy's got a problem," I told him, nodding toward Jason's room.

"Oh, the big guy," he said, and I wondered if he was the nurse that thumped Jason’s cock.

"Yeah, he needs some relief."

"Relief from what?"

"You know."

"Well, we don't have a pill for that,” he scoffed. “So what would you suggest?"

"I'm not suggesting anything,” I said.  “I just happen to know he's a very horny guy and he’s going nuts."

"Yeah, I noticed we do have a problem keeping him down," he said, laughing. He shook his head.  "I swear, I never seen anything like it.  Talk about a horse.  Hell, I can barely get it stuffed into the urinal for him to take a piss and that's when he's soft. He's got the biggest damned cock I ever seen, and I've seen a lot of them. Once he had a big boner and had to piss and it wouldn't go in the urinal. I had to get him a bucket."

"Is there anything you can do?" I asked.

"What do you want me to do, go jack him off?  He's your buddy, you jack him off."

"I didn't mean that.  But if you can't do anything about it I'm going to," I said.

"Meaning what?  There are a lot of women who I know would gladly give him some relief if they weren’t all officers."

"I'm going to bring him a hooker," I said.

"We're not running a whorehouse here," the orderly said, frowning.

"I'm not asking you to do anything except tell me a time frame when he won't be bothered by any of the staff."

The orderly looked at his chart. "Well… last medication is around 2000 hours. They'll probably wake him up around midnight to give him a sleeping pill."

"Thanks."

"Look, if it goes wrong, I didn't have anything to do with it, and I don’t know anything about it," he said.

"Right, I'll take full responsibility," I assured him.

I went back to Jason’s room and told him I would be gone for a little bit and left him wondering what I was up to. I got a cab and went to the Dragonfly which fronted as a bar for the whorehouse in back. I never knew why they called it a front because prostitution was rampant in Saigon.  I told the cab driver to wait. The madam approached me at the bar before I'd taken my first sip of beer.

"How you doin’ tonight?" she greeted me.

"Good,” I said.

"Look for some company?"

"Could be," I said.

She looked around the bar at her girls circulating through the place. "How ‘bout that pretty one over there by the door?" she asked nodding to the door leading back to the rest rooms.

"Red dress?"

"Yes."

"Okay, but I need to take her with me," I said.

"Oh, I don't let girls go out of bar," she said.

"It's for a buddy, he's in the hospital.  She would have to go to the hospital and pose as his girlfriend."

"In hospital? How he able to do anything?" she asked.

"Trust me, his equipment wasn't damaged," I assured her.

She went over to talk to the girl. I saw the girl shaking her head.  Madam said something to another girl standing close by then came back.

"She not want to go. But other girl will go."

"Okay, if they'll change dresses," I said.

"What?"

"I want her to wear the red dress that the other one's got on," I said.

She went back to talk to them and after some discussion they got it settled among themselves.  The two girls went in back and changed dresses. I bought some condoms while I waited.  I paid the madam and the girl, Ling, and I got in the cab and headed for the hospital.  We made a feeble attempt at conversation but I wasn't much into conversing with prostitutes, especially one that I was hiring to take my place.  I mean, what do you say to a whore... hey, what's the biggest cock you ever took?

I winked at the orderly as we walked by the desk.  His eyes bugged out when he saw the girl in the sleek red dress. Jason was lying with his eyes closed but he wasn't asleep and he opened his eyes when he heard us come in.

"Hey, man," he said.  He blinked when he saw the girl.

"This is Ling.  She’s come to visit you," I said.

"Ling. Hello!" he said, his eyes raking up and down her shapely body encased in the tight, red dress. Yeah, she was a knockout.  I didn't know how old she was. Vietnamese came in two ages; old and young.  A thirty-year-old man could look seventeen, a forty year old woman could look eighty.  Ling looked like a teenager but I couldn't tell how old she was.  Right then it didn't matter. I looked at my watch.

"You’ve got till midnight," I told Jason.

His confused scowl turned into a wide grin as he realized why I'd brought Ling to see him.

"Man, did you clear this with somebody?" he asked, with an edge of excitement in his voice.

"Not really.  She's your girlfriend," I said. I handed him a condom, a foolish gesture because both of his hands were bandaged. 

"I can't put that on," he said.

"She will," I said.

"Or you could," he said with a leering grin.

I handed the condom to Ling then walked over to the door.

"Sorry about this, but I have to guard the door," I said.  I turned to face the door with my toe against it.

"Oh, My!"  Ling exclaimed, and I knew she'd gotten a look at Jason's cock. "Ohhh, Myyyy!" she exclaimed again and I knew he must be getting hard.

"OOohhhhhhhh," Jason moaned, and I could only imagine what she was doing to him.  "Ohh, you have such soft, delicate hands."  She was putting the condom on him.

Looking at a door is boring as shit, especially when something like that is going on behind you.  I stole a glance over my shoulder to see Ling taking off her clothes.  The dress, to be more exact.  I watched her.  She stepped out of the dress and she was naked!  She wasn't wearing anything at all under the dress! Godd she was stunning; her tawny body was flawless.  I turned back to the door.

"Will you hurt if I get on bed?" she asked.

"Not so I would notice," Jason said.

I heard the bed creak softly as she climbed up on it. I could picture her straddling him, lowering her smooth, olive-tone butt to his cock, taking his huge cock up her pussy.

"Ohhhhh, Yeahhhhh," Jason groaned.  He was no doubt in her, part way at least.  "OOohhhh, Yesss, Baby!"  Maybe all the way in her now.

"Oh My Godd, you so big!" Ling exclaimed.

"Yeah, but you like it," Jason said.

"Oh, yess, I like.  I never had one so big, though," she said.

I didn't know if he was all the way in her but the bed began to creak softly, announcing that he was fucking her, or she was fucking him.  He confirmed it.

"Ohh, yeahhhhh, honey, do it!  Ride that big cock.  Ohh, fuck man."

I was breaking out in a sweat.

"Ohhh, Ling, Baby, you are awesome!" Jason moaned.  "Ohh, shit, yeah, ride it... ride it all the way... downnnnnnnn!  Awww, Fuucckkkkk!"

He needed to tone it down but I didn't say anything; I liked hearing him.

"Hey you don't have to stand with your nose in the door," Jason told me. "You can watch if you want to. Ling doesn't care if you watch, do you?"

"I not care if you don't,” she said.

I took them up on it.  I turned around and put my back to the door to hold it shut. Ling was seated all the way down on his cock, twisting her butt around in circles, with her tiny hands clasped over his broad, thick pecs.  It was hard to imagine that her tiny body had his huge cock up inside her.  Jason had a big goofy smile on his face.

"Awhh, I don't believe you did this for me, fucker," he said.

"What are buddies for?" I said.

It was the most exciting thing I'd ever seen. The tiny girl sitting on top of his massively muscled body, riding her flawlessly smooth butt up and down on his huge cock.  From behind I could see her pussy when she rose up, stretched unmercifully around his girth. He groaned in agony with every stroking inch. I was amazed how her body accepted his tall, thick manhood. It was like she was fucking an arm, or a baseball bat.  Her beauty matched his, or his matched hers; they were a perfect couple and I had the weirdest thought that they would be ideal to make sex-marriage videos, or high-class porn.

He had invited me to watch; I had to get closer.  I shoved a heavy chair against the door.  It wouldn't block it but it would give me enough time to stop anyone from coming in.  I moved over to the bed where I could get a better view from the front. Ling's pussy was smooth as a baby's butt, the pouting lips distended around the thick hunk of meat, so far that her clit was exposed.  I was close enough that Jason reached out and touched my arm.

"Man, I don't know how I'm ever going to repay you for this. I'm gonna owe you big time," he said.

"I'll think of something," I said with a sly grin.

"Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh... ease up, honey, I don't want to come yet," he told her, gritting his teeth.

I wished I had a camera to capture the absolute beauty of the two engaged in such a sensual act.  They were absolute male and female sexual perfection.  After a few minutes he suddenly let out another gasp but choked on it. He grimaced and gritted his teeth but I couldn't tell if he was trying to hold off again or if he was working it up, or already losing his load. His body lurched, his hips jolted his loins hard against her and the bed shook and banged against the wall.  He was coming.  She rode it out like a tiny cowgirl on a wild stallion, till he settled still, then she continued to ride slowly up and down his cock for a couple more minutes.

“Ohh, you shoot a lot. I feel it,” she said, but I thought it was a line she used.  He had a condom on.

“I’ve been saving it up,” he joked.

"You want me to stop?" she asked as she settled onto his thighs.

"Not unless you want to. I could do this all night," Jason said.

"You still hard," she said.

"Very hard."

"We do again. No extra," she said and began riding up and down his cock again.  He fucked her again, or she fucked him, for a long time.  I was getting uneasy. I knew how he was; after he shot one load he could go on forever and I thought we might be pressing our luck.  I went back to the door but stood with my back to it so I could watch.  Ling was indeed getting as much out of it as Jason was, fucking his big cock for him.  She bounced up and down on it, her head flung back on her shoulders as she fingered her clit at the same time.

"I wish I could do that for you, Baby," Jason told her, holding his bandaged hands up helplessly.

"Oh, you doing plenty, soldier," she told him.

Jason almost cringed at being called a soldier but he didn’t say anything. How was she to know? Shit, just listening to them talk was turning me on.  I went back over to the bed and in a sudden surge of lust I put my hand down at her pussy and replaced her finger with my own on her clit.  She squealed with delight as I rubbed and flicked her clit with my fingertip.

"Suck her tits, too. Help me out here," Jason urged.

I leaned in and clamped my mouth over her nearest tit.  She whinnied softly as I flicked her nipple and applied suction to her firm breast.  She was small but firm and I was able to cover most of her tit with my mouth.

"Oh, yeah, fuck, this is hot, all three of us," Jason said. “Fuck, I always wanted to do a three way.”

After a while Jason shot off again but remained up to the task of finishing her off when she begged him not to stop.  I kept sucking her tits and working on her clit and between the three of us, she had a volcanic orgasm.  She really had a big “O” and I was excited that I was a part of it with Jason.  Her body glistened with sweat and she wavered unsteadily in the aftermath, and I thought if she hadn't been impaled on the stake of meat she might have toppled off the bed. I helped her raise up off of his cock then down off the bed and steadied her while she put the dress back on. When she was dressed she kissed me on the cheek then stepped over and kissed Jason on the mouth. He kissed her back, big time, and for a long moment, I began to wonder if she might climb back on.

"I'm going to see her out," I told him. I walked her outside where I gave her another twenty bucks. "Thanks,” I said.

"Thank him.  I should not charge him," she said, laughing.

“You earned it,” I told her.   

I went back to Jason's room. He lay with his chest still heaving, his abs rippling with each breath and the widest smile I’d ever seen on his handsome face.

“Looks like she winded you,” I joked.

He could barely talk. "Fuck, man....I....needed....that. Thanks. Thanks a lot. And thanks for helping me out with her," he managed to gasp.

"Don't mention it," I said.  Frankly, I’d enjoyed it immensely,

His cock lay stretched up across his stomach, still encased in the come-filled condom.  It was bloated with his two loads.

"You gotta take care of that for me," he said, nodding to his cock.

“Naw, I’m gonna leave it and let the orderly take care of it,” I said.

“Fuck, you are!  If the night nurse comes in instead of the orderly, she’ll have my balls for breakfast.”

I had to laugh at his panic. I put the chair back in front of the door.  I didn't want anyone walking in to see me touching his cock. I carefully pulled and milked the condom off his rubbery shaft, trying not to spill any of his cum.  I got it off and his cock lay wet and sticky across his hip.  Then I did the most foolish thing. I leaned down and sucked his cock all the way down my throat and sucked him dry and cleaned the come off.

"Ohh, Geezuss, you're going to get me started again," he groaned.

I held the condom up.  It hung heavy with his semen.  It was over a quarter full.  "I know you come a lot but this is ridiculous."

"It's two loads," he said.  "And it's been quite a while."

"It's enough cum for a whole damn squad."  I swung it around.  "I've got the most awful urge to tie this off and drape it over your face and leave."

"No, please, don't do that," he begged, laughing.

I laughed and tied off the end of the condom.

"Come on man, don't... you wouldn't do that to a buddy."

"What if I turn it up and empty it all over your face," I said.

"No!  Shit, no, don't do that!"

Instead, I put it carefully in my pocket.

"What are you going to do with it?" he asked.

"I'll think of something.  Maybe have it for a midnight snack,” I said.

"Fuck, I don't know if that's hot or sick," he said, laughing. "Thanks again, buddy, I really needed that.  It was terrific.  Even more so that you joined in."

“You needed my help,” I said with a shrug. “But Ling was an emergency measure, just don't get to liking it too much," I joked.

"Don’t worry, I’m gonna thank you proper when I get out of here," he assured me.

"I gotta go," I said.

"Yeah, thanks again."

I patted his thigh and left and walked down the hall to the nurse's station.

"Get everything taken care of?" the orderly asked.

"For tonight," I said. "But he's going to be in that same condition by morning.  You'll have to take care of it."

"What do you want me to do about it?"

"I don't know, jack him off, give him a blow job or something," I said jokingly.

“Sorry, he’s just going to have to suffer through it,” the order said emphatically. 

I walked along the street holding the condom in my cargo pocket, wondering what do to with it. I couldn't take a come-filled condom back to the barracks, but I hated to get rid of it. But my pocket felt damp.  I turned down a dim alley to be alone and took the condom out. It was still warm.  I squeezed it a few times, tingling at the sheer power of him that I was holding in my hand.  I looked around as I untied the knot.  This was nuts, but I couldn’t let the stuff go to waste.  I brought the condom up to my face and turned it upside down over my mouth. The still-warm come literally flooded in one hard gush into my mouth. I leaned back against the wall as I stripped the condom with two fingers and swirled the warm semen around in my mouth.  I savored it for a long moment then swallowed.  I had to take several gulps to get it all down.

I still didn't want to throw the condom away.  It was like a sacred vessel to me. I held it up, marveling at the size of it.  It was an extra-large size to begin with and he had stretched it all out of shape. After several moments I left the alley carrying the taste of him with me, still with the condom in my pocket.  About a block from the main gate I stopped in the shadows and carefully hung the condom over a tiny tree limb. I thought it needed to be on display, as a trophy.  I smiled as I thought of people walking by and marveling at the size of the thing and them wondering what horse of a man had filled it with his man meat.  I should’ve left his load in it; they would’ve really marveled at that.

I was awake much of the night with the visions of Ling mounted atop Jason’s muscular body, riding his big cock.  I wished desperately that I could have taken her place.

I visited Jason every night he was in the hospital but I didn't bring him any more prostitutes. He asked about Ling but I put him off with a promise that I would treat him to a night at a whorehouse when he was released.

“Fuck, man, I can’t wait that long.  It’s been over two weeks,” he groaned, squirming in his bed.  

Some part of me was enjoying his agony. “Well, you’re going to be good and primed when you get out,” I said, without sympathy.

There was a cute orderly on duty one night and I kidded him about taking care of Jason.

"Are you taking good care of my man?" I asked.

"Aww, he's taking care of me all right," Jason put in.  "Just look at those big, full lips.  Nicest pair of lips I ever had sliding down my cock."

The kid's face turned a soft pink and I wondered if maybe Jason had hit a nerve.  But the kid took it in stride.  He scanned the clipboard in his hand and said, "Receiving blow jobs isn’t written anywhere in your orders."  Then he looked at me. "He's your man, I guess you're going to have to take care of him.”

"Will you guard the door?" I asked daringly.

He laughed.  He didn't know if I was serious or joking and that's the way I intended it.  But he came right back.

"I will if I can I watch," he said, I thought trying to pin me down to being serious or maybe he was just kidding around.  But then we both let it go.  It was too touchy a subject to even approach any more seriously.

I guess I didn’t realize just what bad shape Jason was in till I was there one night when the other orderly was on duty; the one who had let me slip Ling into Jason’s room.

“How’s the big guy doing?” I asked casually as I swung by the station.

“We would all do a lot better if you would bring that little gal in the red dress back for a visit,” he said.

I stopped and turned around, surprised.

“Has he been asking for her?”

“No, I’m asking for her,” he said.

Now I was really curious.

“Yeah, I know he didn’t tell you,” the orderly said.

“Tell me what?” I asked.

“He had a wet dream the other night.”

“No shit!”  I stood there with my mouth open for a moment before I broke out laughing. I laughed like hell.  “No. No, he didn’t pass that bit of news on to me,” I said, still laughing.

“What a fuckin’ mess.  I thought he’d pissed the bed till I lifted the sheet up.  It looked like somebody had poured a quart of white gravy all over his stomach.  Shit, he shot off enough for a whole goddamned platoon.  I didn’t know any one man was capable of firing off a load that big.”

I was still laughing. “Thanks, you made my day,” I told the orderly. I headed down the hall to Jason’s room.  He had his eyes closed but he wasn’t asleep.

“Hey, fucker,” he said, without opening his eyes.

“How’re you doing?” I asked.

“Okay.” He opened his eyes.

He didn’t sound okay and he didn’t look okay in his eyes.  He sounded down.

“You sound like you need to get laid,” I said.

“Climb on.”

“The orderly said I could sneak Ling back in,” I said.

“He said that? No shit?”

“Well, actually, he said I needed to bring her; said it would make his job easier.”

He gave me a funny look before it soaked in. “Aww, man, he told you about that?” he groaned.

I broke out laughing.  It took a minute before he even smiled, but then he did, and then he laughed with me. Just then the orderly walked in with a clipboard in his hand.

“Hey, fuckhead, you’re not supposed to tell everything that goes on here,” he growled.

The orderly lifted the sheet and peered under it then made a notation on Jason’s chart.

“What the hell are you looking for? What’re you doing?”  Jason asked.  “Hey… Fuck, you didn’t put that on my chart!” he blurted. 

 “Had to,” the orderly said. “I’m required to note any significant activity of the patient. And believe me, that was significant activity.”

“Shit, man, don’t put that on my chart; it’ll become part of my permanent record,” Jason said.  “Come on, didn’t you ever have a wet dream?”

“Not since I was about thirteen,” the orderly said dryly.

“Well, there wasn’t anything significant about it,” Jason complained. 

“I’ve been doing this for three years now, and that’s the first time I ever had to deal with a wet dream,” the orderly said. “And nobody I’ve talked to has either.”

“Aww, fuck! You told everybody?  Geezuss, man, you didn’t have to make such a big deal out of it. It was a wet dream, for chrissakes.”

“It was a flood, is what it was,” the orderly said.

I was about to choke on my laughter. I didn’t think the orderly had made any kind of notation on Jason’s chart.

“Listen, couldn’t you just roll a condom down over his dick and you wouldn’t have to worry about it if it happens again,” I suggested as seriously as I could.

“But then somebody would have to take the condom off,” the orderly said.

“Okay, I’ve had enough of your shit,” Jason growled at the orderly.  “What’re you in here for, anyway?”

“Making my rounds.”

“Well, make your fuckin’ rounds somewhere else.”

I didn’t know how the orderly managed to walk out of the room with a straight face.  I couldn’t keep a straight face myself.

“You’re about to die laughing, why don’t you just let it out,” Jason said.

“You gotta admit, it’s pretty hilarious,” I said.

“I’m going to talk to the head nurse and have it taken off my chart,” he said.

“You’re actually going to talk to the head nurse?  That’s going to be embarrassing.”

“Better than having a wet dream on my permanent record,” he said.

“Don’t,” I said, seriously.

“I’m not going to let it stand,” he said.

“Don’t do it,” I said again.  “I don’t think he really made any notation on your chart.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Well, if he did, and if he really talked to anyone else, you would have everybody in here giving you shit about it.”

He thought about it for a minute. “Maybe you’re right.  But I’m going to make sure there’s nothing on there.”

“I’ll do it,” I said.

“And why should I trust you any more than I trust that dickhead?”

“Hey, I think it’s hilarious, but I wouldn’t do that to you,” I said.  “I’ll take care of it.”

“Are you going to bring Ling again?” he asked.

“No.”

“You’re a cruel, heartless bastard.”

“I saw a note on your chart that you’re being released tomorrow.”

“No shit!  Fuck, that’s great!  I wonder why that little prick didn’t tell me.”

“Maybe he’s not supposed to. Or maybe he’s just a prick.”

“Man, it’s gonna be great to get out of here and back to my unit,” he said.

I was a little disappointed but not surprised that his foremost thought was getting back to his unit and his job.

“You can’t wait to get back out there, can you?”

“It’s what I do,” he said. 

“Are you still going to be reassigned?” I asked.

“I don’t know.  Probably, if those VC are still giving them trouble.”

To be continued...  

Posted: 02/20/15