A Marine Called Jason
(Revised)
by: Peter

(© 2007-2015 by the Author)
 

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Chapter 29
Night at the Cabin. 

A short way from the ramp I ran into the two Rangers, Townsend and Cole. They were in uniform. Literally, I almost ran into them, as they purposely stood in my path. They smiled and put out their hands.

“You guys had something to do with this, didn’t you?” I accused them.

“If you mean you being here, we had everything to do with it,” Bill Townsend said.

“There was nobody else qualified to speak about him,” Jeremy Cole said. “Enough people remembered you from the funeral, everyone agreed.”

“And you did him proud,” Bill said.

“I did him embarrassed is what I did,” I said.

We started walking on.

“Hey, we were wondering if you’d like to go have a beer,” Bill said.

“Sure, that’d be great,” I said.

“Actually, we were wondering more than that,” said Jeremy with a sly grin, in a hushed tone.

“Ah, I remember, you’re thinking whiskey instead of beer,” I said with a chuckle. 

“And you said to bring an extra bottle of whiskey next time,” Bill said.

“We could drive up and see if the cabin’s still there,” Jeremy said with a grin.

“Yeah, we’ve, uh….shall we say, expanded our horizons since last time,” Bill put in.

Suddenly I noticed my two young escorts were still waiting, standing off to the side.  They acted like they wanted to say something but were afraid to approach us.  I stopped and looked at them and they came up to us.

“Excuse us, we were wondering if you all might have a minute, for us to ask you some questions about the military,” the one called Mason said.

Bill looked at them, then at me and Jeremy.  “I don’t know, have we got a minute for these guys?” he said.

Jeremy looked at his watch.  “Okay, a minute, no more,” he said gruffly, but the boys knew they were joking.

They began talking and asking questions, but we were constantly interrupted. More people came streaming down the ramp, and some people stopped to speak to me. Bill guided us all to the side.

“We need to go someplace quieter, where we can talk,” he told the boys.

“If you’ve got the time, we would sure appreciate it,” Lance said eagerly.

“Actually, we were just talking about going for a beer,” Jeremy put in.

“We’re not old enough to drink,” Lance said.

“Yeah, eighteen, old enough to defend our country but we can’t buy a beer,” Jeremy said.

“Well, actually, we’re only seventeen,” Lance said.

“Doesn’t matter, you’re allowed where we’re going,” Bill said.

The boys smiled. I was suddenly getting very excited. The thoughts I’d dismissed earlier when I met the two young studs, were suddenly coming back. 

“That is, if you guys can get away,” Jeremy said.

The boys were obviously eager to come with us. Suddenly, Lance broke away.  “Give me a minute, I can probably arrange something,” he said, and went running back up to the field.

“I don’t know what he’s got in mind, but if anybody can fix it, he can,” said Mason. “Where’re you planning on going?” he asked.

“Let’s wait till your buddy gets back, see if he fixes things,” Bill said.

Fuck, I was getting boned just thinking about being with these guys in the cabin. I remembered the last time with the two Rangers, and I could hardly imagine what it would be like adding the two hunky athletes; very likely two hunky, virgin athletes.

Lance was back in a flash. He punched Mason on the shoulder.

“It’s all set.  We’re staying all night with Rick. He said he’ll cover for us.  We need to park your car in front of his house to make it look good.”

“Well, he does fix things,” Bill said, laughing. “Okay, get your car, we’ll follow you to Rick’s.”

I left my car and rode with the Rangers. At their friend’s house the two boys got out of their car and climbed in the back seat with me, one on each side. Bill drove to a liquor store where he and Jeremy went in and came out with a case of cold beer and several pints of whiskey.

“Damn, are you planning on getting us drunk, or what?” Lance said.

“It’s only five beers apiece,” Jeremy pointed out as he drove off.

“Plus the pints. Hell, it don’t take near that much to get me drunk,” Lance said.  “Two beers make makes me happy, three make me horny and by four…..”

“We’ll cut you off at the horny stage, we don’t want you puking all over the place,” Bill said, laughing, as he began passing beers around.

“Where’re we going?” Mason asked after taking a long sip.

“That old trappers cabin up in the hills,” Jeremy said.  “Do you know it?”

“I know of it but I’ve never been there,” the boys replied together.

The size of the two athletes made it a tight fit in the back seat. We tried to maintain distance between us but it was impossible, and finally, thighs were rubbing together freely. The two boys were full of questions about the military, directing them to Bill and Jeremy about the Rangers, I figured because they were in uniform.  After answering several of their questions, Bill directed them to me.

“Hey, I was in Intel. You wanta know anything about the real Army, you have to ask these two studs,” I said.

“Fuck, you were in the Marines, in Nam,” Bill scoffed.  “Don’t give us that pink pussy shit.”

“I wasn’t in the thick of it as much as most guys, though,” I said.

It went on and on, more questions, and another round of beer. Like he said he would, Lance was getting happy. They hadn’t opened the pints yet, and we were soon at the cabin. It was well after dark but the moon was bright.

“How come we didn’t know about this place?” Mason asked Lance as we were climbing out of the car.

“Probably because we’re not hunters or trappers,”

“But hell, now that we know, it’s a great place to bring girls,” Mason said.

“Well, let’s don’t tell anybody else about it,” said Lance.

It was a warm night so we were in no rush to go inside.  I went up and opened the door and checked inside but we ended up sitting on the porch. I noticed that there were new beds in the cabin; two sets of bunk beds. I wondered who had furnished the place.

Jeremy and Lance sat on the steps, Bill and Mason took the two roughly hewn chairs and I sat on the porch railing, leaning back against the post with one leg stretched out on the railing. Bill opened two of the pints, passed one to me, and took a healthy drink from the other one before passing it over to Mason.  The boy took a hard swig and made a terrible face. Bill quickly put his beer to his lips.

“Here, wash it down with this,” he said.

I took a drink and passed the bottle to Jeremy.  He, in turn, passed it across to Lance.  By the time the bottles made the rounds a couple of times they were empty.  Lance tossed one out in the grass.

“Hey, don’t toss the empties out,” Bill said.

“Oh, okay. Sorry,” he said, and scrambled to retrieve it. 

I noticed he was a little unsteady on his legs already; he was drinking too fast. I wondered how long it would be, and what would develop. Something besides puking, I hoped.  I didn’t know for sure what Bill and Jeremy meant by expanding their horizons and I had no idea what the two teenagers might be up for. Least of all, I had no clue if or how anything might go down. 

“Hey, this is great that you brought us along,” Lance said.

“Yeah, thanks,” said Mason.

“You had questions, we’ve got answers,” Jeremy said.

The boys kept asking questions about the Army, and how tough would it be to get in the Rangers.

“Well, hell, you gotta figure it can’t be too tough, he got in,” Bill said, reaching down to pop Jeremy on the head.

Jeremy reacted by reaching around and making a grab at Bill’s crotch. The way the two boys laughed I could tell the booze was getting to them, the way they laughed too hard. They were getting a buzz on, and more. Bill passed out another round of cold beers and opened another pint but didn’t pass it around right away. Jeremy took two of the beers and handed one over to Lance.

“Here, according to my count, I think you’re one beer shy of horny,” he said.

Lance laughed and chugged down half the bottle.

“Okay, that oughta about do it.…let’s see,” Jeremy said as he leaned over and grabbed the boy squarely in the crotch.

“Hey! Whoa! What’re you doing?” Lance said, grabbing at Jeremy’s wrist, but he couldn’t get it wrenched away. The big hand kept a good hold on him, and I could see the muscles in Jeremy’s forearm flexing where he was squeezing him.

“Checking to see if it’s working, or if you’re gonna need another beer to get you horny.  By the way, you never said what four beers do to you.”

“He gets crazy horny,” Mason said. “At a party one time he started taking off his clothes and trying to hump everybody.”

Jeremy let go of Lance’s crotch and took hold of his hand holding the beer and guided it to his mouth. “Well, let’s get this one down and get you started on the fourth, I wanta see you do a strip for us.  Then I wanta see what happens on the fifth beer.”

“Yeah, but watch the humpin’ part,” I said, laughing.

Lance let Jeremy feed him the rest of the beer. “Fuck, man, I don’t think I need anymore,” he said, shaking his head. “I’ve been downing it too fast.”

“Want a chaser?” Bill asked, offering him a pint.

“No,” he said, brushing it off.

Jeremy grabbed the boy’s crotch again. He didn’t yelp this time, but just sat with his legs spread out and let him do it. I was surprised.

“Feels like it’s working….feels like you’re getting a hardon,” Jeremy said as he continued to squeeze the front of his jeans.

“It’s your hand that’s giving me a hardon,” Lance said.

“Okay, show us your crazy horny strip routine,” Jeremy said.

“I need music.”

“I’ll get you some music,” I said as I jumped the railing and went to turn on the car radio. I couldn’t believe how great things were working out….how everything was falling into place.  I still couldn’t imagine that these two young studs would go for what we had in mind for them but Lance sure didn’t seem to mind Jeremy groping him. Maybe he was too far out of it to care.  But even if they didn’t go for it, just seeing Lance take off his clothes would be an awesome sight. And if we could get Mason to do the same, then the three of us could follow with a strip of our own and there we’d be….five naked studs in the woods.  That was bound to lead to something. I couldn’t believe everything would just stop with Jeremy feeling Lance up.

I found something with a hard, wild beat that brought Lance to his feet.  Jeremy took the bottle from him as he began swiveling his hips in time to the music. We started clapping to the beat and encouraging him; not that he needed it. He was buzzed and loose.

“Hey, Mason, I’ve got news for you, buddy,” Lance said as he gyrated to the music. “At that party….man, I wasn’t that drunk….I was just seeing if I could get you turned on enough to give me some head.”

“You fuckin’ lie,” Mason said, laughing.  “You could barely stand up.”

“Like I can barely stand up now?” Lance mocked as he tugged his T-shirt up to show his abs.

His tanned stomach was like a plate of armor, the tight muscles pulling and rippling as he moved around. He struggled with the shirt, pulling it over his head, his muscles rippling beautifully. I stepped up to finish pulling it off of him.  He gave me a goofy little smile and reached for his belt as I draped the shirt around his neck. He unbuckled his belt then tried to take off his sneakers, standing on one leg. I put a hand on his hip to steady him, and ended up taking the shoe off myself. He smiled again and thanked me. The T-shirt dropped to the ground. I had to do the same with the other shoe. Then he went back to his belt, slowly pulling it out of the loops. When it was off he hung it around his neck and began fumbling with the top button of his jeans. Mason had by now come down on the steps and was moving in rhythm to the music with his friend but he hadn’t started stripping yet.

 Twice I stepped in to keep Lance steady on his feet and when he kept fumbling with his buttons, I stepped in again.

“Need some help with that?” I asked as I undid the top two buttons. The feel of his warm, hard muscles was good against my hand.  “There, that’ll get you started,” I said.

“Thanks,” he mumbled, laughing.

I saw Jeremy reach out and wrap one big hand around the back of Mason’s thigh to keep him steady, but I knew it was more just to get a feel of him. Bill was slouched in his chair openly groping himself. Before I turned my attention back to Lance, I saw Bill loosen his tie and unbutton his uniform shirt. Back to Lance, he was still fumbling with his fly and I seized the opportunity.

“Geezusss, fucker, do I have to take your clothes off for you?” I said as I stepped in and brushed his hands away and finished unbuttoning his jeans all the way. Then I pulled them down off his hips. His shorts came with them and he made a grab for them but I pulled them down along with his jeans, below his knees. He made another grab but couldn’t reach them. Fuck, he was hung nice. He got off balance and fell to the ground, on his back. The guys were laughing and applauding which made Lance not mind when I pulled his jeans and shorts all the way off and tossed them aside. He just lay there, laughing with them.

I wasn’t sure what to do next. I couldn’t just drop to my knees and start eating his cock; I was afraid he might freak out. I saw Jeremy’s hand had climbed higher on the inside of Mason’s thigh, right up into his crotch, as the boy continued to gyrate with the music. Mason didn’t seem to mind.  In fact, it looked like he was sort of grinding his crotch into Jeremy’s hand. 

“You guys are all so fuckin’ cool,” Mason mumbled.

It didn’t take long for Jeremy to make the next move.

“Okay, boy, you’re on next,” Jeremy told Mason, giving his crotch a quick, hard squeeze. “Get out there with your buddy and show us what you’ve got.”

Mason let out a yelp as he clasped his hand over Jeremy’s hand and when he moved to step down off the step he tripped over his own feet and started to fall. Jeremy was quick to catch him and pull him back up across his lap and it was almost a natural thing to do, to smack his butt.

Mason yelped, laughing, and Jeremy smacked him again.

“Fucker, don’t you know any better than to lay your tight little ass across the lap of a horny Ranger?” Jeremy said, smacking him several more times before he helped him up and steadied him on his feet again.

The two teenagers were on a buzz and things were on a roll. I went over and put my hand down to pull Lance to his feet.  He took it but couldn’t keep a tight enough grip for me to pull him up. I took a tighter grip on his hand and pulled him up. He came up with such force that the momentum brought him right up against me, almost knocking me down. I quickly wrapped an arm around him and clasped my hand on his butt to steady us both, and his cock pressed against my thigh. He seemed startled, with a confused look, like he was unsure of what was happening or what he should do next. I took advantage of his state of mind.  I bent down and brought him up over my shoulder with one arm around his legs and my other hand on his bare ass.

“I think we’d better take this inside,” I said. He was about a hundred sixty pounds, nothing I couldn’t carry with ease, and he didn’t fight me. As I approached the steps, Jeremy did the same with Mason, shouldered him and carried him up the steps. Bill, who had removed his uniform shirt, held the door open for us. The cabin was darker than outside, with just the rays of the moon shining through one window.

“What’re you guys gonna do to us?” Lance asked, sounding not frightened, but a bit apprehensive.

“Nothing you don’t want us to do,” Jeremy said as I set Lance down on his feet in the middle of the floor.

“Yeah, you guys wanta know what it’s like to be a Ranger.…we’re gonna show you,” Bill put in as he pulled Mason’s T-shirt off of him.

“Is this what Marines and Rangers do, take guys’ clothes off?” Mason said.

“For starters,” Bill said cockily. “Where the fuck is the lantern?” he growled.

“Here, I found it,” Jeremy said.  He lit the lantern and hung it on a hook dangling from the ceiling. It cast the perfect amount of light; a dim, sexy kind of light.

I decided the stacked bunk beds weren’t going to work out for five of us so I started pulling the mattresses off and spreading them out on the floor while Bill was unzipping Mason’s fly and Jeremy was taking off his own clothes.

“You guys got girl friends?” Bill asked as he pulled Mason’s jeans down to his ankles. Jeremy stepped up to hold the boy up off the floor while Bill pulled his shoes and jeans off, leaving him in his shorts.  I noticed he didn’t struggle too hard. I wondered why the boys weren’t questioning why they were having their clothes removed since we were inside and they were not stripping for us.

“Yeah, we’re both dating cheerleaders,” Mason said.  “But I wanta know what’s happening….why’re you taking our clothes off?  Is this going to be some kind of initiation or something?  You got strippers hidden someplace?”

“You’re the strippers,” Bill said.

“But yeah, you could say that, it’s sort of like an initiation.”

I could see Mason’s and Lance’s eyes dancing as they watched the Rangers’ every move as they bared their big, muscular bodies.  It was like hero worship.

“Are you fucking those cheerleaders or just dating them?” Jeremy asked.

“Yeah, fucking them, what’d you think? All cheerleaders fuck,” Mason said as Bill stripped him of his shorts.

“Yeah, they know it goes with the territory, fucking the jocks,” Lance put in.

“We should’ve brought them along. We could’ve all fucked them,” I said.

“I don’t know if they would go for that,” said Lance.

“Why the fuck not, if they’re fucking all you jocks?” I asked.

“You guys are.…well.…you’re sort of intimidating,” Lance said.

“We should’ve brought them along anyway, so they could see what you guys are up to when you’re out with the guys,” Bill said, laughing.

“I don’t fuckin’ know what we’re up to, exactly,” Mason said.

“Yeah, you never said yet, w-what’s this initiation is all about….what’re you guys g-gonna d-do to us?” Lance asked again, his eyes shifting from one of the big Rangers to the other, with what I thought to be a bit more than admiration or fear. Curiosity, maybe.

Nobody said anything to answer his question.  Jeremy and Bill were down to their briefs and I started taking my clothes off.

“Come on, guys, what’re you.…I mean, you’ve got us naked, and now you’re taking your clothes off….have you got girls hidden outside someplace?” Lance asked..

“Hey, shut the fuck up!” Bill snapped, but not angrily. “You don’t learn anything with your mouth flapping. Brad, here, will show you what we're going to do, won’t you, Brad?”

“Yeah, you guys hold ‘em, I’ll show ‘em,” I said as I peeled down my shorts.

W-what about the g-girls?” Lance stammered, sounding a bit apprehensive now about their situation.

“There are no girls,” Jeremy declared emphatically.

“Come on, you’re not gonna….” Mason cut off his words and the boys’ eyes popped when they saw my semi-hard cock swing out like a piece of radiator hose. “….fuck, man, that thing’s huge!” he finished just as Bill was getting him in a tight hold with his arms locked around him, holding his arms tightly at his sides.  He lifted him up and stood him on the mattresses.  The boy was wide-eyed as I stepped on the mattress too, my cock swinging. “Ohh, fuck, man, don’t…..”

“Don’t what?” I asked as I wrapped my hand around his cock.

“Awwhh!  W-what’re you doing?”

“Nice cock. Bet your girl friend loves riding this thing,” I said.

“Yeah… thanks… she does… b-but…..”

“Can she take it all?” I asked, interrupting him again.

“Yeah.”

“How about you, stud?  Hey, bring him over here too… Can your girlfriend handle you?” I asked Lance.

“Yes,” he said, his voice quivering as Jeremy brought him onto the mattress, standing him beside his buddy.

I took Lance’s cock in my other hand and began pumping them both. “You guys are pretty well matched,” I said. “You could interchange, fuck each other’s girlfriends and they would never know the difference if they were blindfolded.”

“They probably could, like by the way we move. We probably don’t fuck the same way,” Lance said.

They were both oozing ball cream; thick gooey stuff, almost like cum, except it was clear. I wanted to lick it off but I wasn’t ready yet. I wanted to make them suffer some more, and wonder, maybe even scare them a little about what was going to happen to them. They weren’t struggling anymore to get loose but Bill and Jeremy were still holding them and they both had goofy, bewildered looks on their faces.   Their cocks were beginning to fluff up, from soft to rubbery.

“Look, guys, if the Rangers let go of you, you’re not gonna do anything stupid, like try to bolt and run, are you?” I asked.

“No, sir. We’re not that stupid. We couldn’t get away anyhow,” said Mason.

“Yeah, besides, we don’t have our clothes,” Lance added.

“Okay, guys, let go of ‘em and finish stripping down,” I said. Then I asked the boys, “How do you guys feel about cock sucking?”

They’d just started to relax when the Rangers let them loose, but they tightened up again at what I said and both of the men stepped in and took hold of the boys’ shoulders again.

“No way,” Lance said, eyeing my cock furtively.

“Huh-uh.  Me either,” said Mason said, shaking his head.

Jeremy laughed. “I'll bet he can change your mind,” he said.

“Geez, man, I’m not sucking that thing,” Lance said, now with a horrified look at my cock, and he was starting to struggle in Bill’s grip. “Even if I wanted to, hell, I couldn’t get it in my mouth.”     

“Come on, guys, don’t make us do that,” Mason begged.  “You invited us to have a beer with you, and said you would answer our questions, you never said anything about sucking cock."

"Oh, I thought we mentioned it," I said as I gripped my cock at the base and waved it around. I wanted to make them squirm some more. I saw the way they looked at the thick inches sticking out of my fist, with awe and fear.

“How do you feel about fucking?” Bill asked, still holding onto Lance’s shoulder.

The fear and awe took on a whole new look.  They looked like they even sobered up a little.

“No,” Mason said in a weak voice.  “Please, guys, not that…don’t fuck us. We’re straight.”

“Well, there’s fucking or there’s sucking,” Jeremy drawled. 

"Please, man, don't make us do this," one of the boys begged.  It must have been Mason.  I saw Lance looking at my cock.  I left him to agonize for a few seconds before I spoke up.

As if on cue, Bill put pressure on Lance’s shoulders, pushing down hard.  When he resisted, Jeremy kneed the back of his knees, causing his legs to buckle and he dropped to his knees in front of me and Mason.  Jeremy still had a grip on him.  Within inches of his teammate’s manhood and mine, he had a horrified look on his face.

“Don’t make me do this,” he pleaded.  “Please, I never did anything like this in my entire life, it’ll probably make me sick.”

“There’s apparently been a misunderstanding,” I said as I dropped to my knees beside him. “Who said anything about you sucking cock?” I said as I stroked my cock. “This big beauty is reserved for those who know how to handle it, and you’re a long way from that,” I told them.

“Oh. I thought….I mean….w-when y-you w-said cock sucking….w-what d-did you mean?”

“When the man said I would show you… Here’s what he meant.” With that I took Lance’s cock in my mouth.

“AAAwwwwhhhhh!” he cried out with surprise.  “Ohh, My Godd!  Awwwhhh, fuck!!”

“Geezuss!” Mason whispered in disbelief.  “Fuck, man, he’s sucking your cock!” as he was lifted to his feet once again.

I gave Lance’s cock a few sucking strokes then took Mason.

“You’re next,” I said as I took him in my mouth.        

“AAAaaahhhh!  Awww, fuck!  Awwwhhh,” he cried. “Fuck, okay, I see what you mean.”

Their cocks hadn’t come to full hard, I thought because they were nervous, but they were throbbing now. I moved from one to the other, gradually forcing their cocks down my throat with each try. They loved that. I sucked hard and slurped loudly, spit was running down my chin and dripping off their balls and stringing between their cocks as I switched from one to the other. I was giving them both a juicy blowjob.

“Fuck, do you believe this!  He’s sucking our cocks?” one of them said.

“My cock sure believes it,” said the other.

I could see past the two boys, surprised to see the two Rangers pulling on each other’s cocks. That surprised me, that they were even touching each other like that, and I wondered how much further they had come in their buddy relationship; just how much they had broadened their horizons. I saw that Jeremy had a bottle of lube in his hand.  Did he mean that for me, I wondered, or had they taken things to that higher level between themselves? I would find out soon enough.

Meanwhile I kept working on the boys. I had my arms between their legs, clasping their taut butts in my hands, guiding them, urging them to fuck my throat now that I was used to taking them deep. I saw Jeremy move up behind the boys then felt the slick lube running down over my middle finger that was wedged along the boys’ ass cracks.  I wedged my fingers deeper in the crack and felt their hot, clenching assholes.  One of the boys moaned softly as I rubbed their holes.

I was so enthralled in what I was doing that I didn’t notice Jeremy and Bill move around behind me. But then I was aware that they were there, down on their haunches, and I knew the lube was meant for me.  Jeremy made that abundantly clear when he squeezed some at the top of my ass crack then quickly worked it between my butt muscles. He rubbed my asshole a few times then inserted his finger.

“Oh, Mann, are you gonna fuck him?” Lance asked.

“Just watch me,” Jeremy said.

“Aww, shit, this is gonna be so hot!  Sucking our cocks and getting his ass fucked at the same time!” Mason said.

“Yeah, I never dreamed we would be doing anything like this when we came up here,” said Lance.

They had no idea. In their young minds they probably thought I was being used.  Little did they know. Jeremy worked two, then three then four fingers up inside me and twisted them around to stretch me out then he maneuvered his knees under me so I was more or less sitting on his thighs. His cock found its target all on its own, like it remembered from last time. Then he rose up a little, shoving the head through my hole. My groan around Mason’s thrusting cock was more pleasure than pain and I sat back on the thick shaft, taking as much into me as he could give. Yeah, it hurt but I wanted it, and I wanted to show these boys what it was all about.  I loved the feel of a big, hard, hot cock shoving inside me, stretching my asshole.  And I wanted to get it over with and get on with the pleasure.

“Fuck, I think my cock remembers this ass,” Jeremy said as he clasped his hands on my hips and pulled me back tight against him.

I got off of Mason’s cock so I could talk to Jeremy. “I’m not sure my ass remembers your cock.…you may have to give it a little reminder,” I told him.

“Don’t fuckin’ worry, it’ll remember in a minute,” he said, and began fucking me.

I glanced up as I went back down on Lance’s cock and smiled at the still-stunned looks on the boys’ faces.

“Shit! Can you believe this? He’s fucking him!” Lance said.

“Uummnnnnn,” I groaned as Jeremy plowed my ass with long, hard strokes.  “Aww, yeah, now it remembers,” I said as I moved over to Mason’s cock. Bill’s big, naked body came into view and I reached out for his cock.

“Godd, look at the size of that thing,” Lance gasped at Bill’s thick cock.

“They’re all three built like stallions,” Mason said.

“Hey, you guys aren’t exactly a couple of fillies,” Bill said as he took hold of Mason’s cock and began stroking it.

I was more than a little surprised to see Bill even touching another guy’s cock, but maybe he and Jeremy had really expanded their horizons more than I thought since we were last together.  It was going to be interesting to see how far they had come. I quickly found out and how far we could bring the teenagers.

“Looks like you could use some help with these two young ponies,” he said, and with that he went to his knees beside me and began sucking Mason’s cock!

“Ohh, Fuck!  He’s sucking me too!” the boy gasped. 

I was just as surprised myself, and I reared back with a look of total shock, which caused Bill to laugh.

“Hey, you’re never too old to learn,” he said as he fisted Mason’s slick cock.

“Yeah….yeah, I can see that,” I said in disbelief. 

So me and the big Ranger knelt side by side, sucking the two teenagers’ cocks, or more correctly, they fucked our throats, while I had a Ranger reaming me from behind. It was all too fuckin’ much and I had to fight constantly to keep from going off.  Not that it mattered if I did--I figured we were there for the night--but I wanted the boys to go off first, then it wouldn’t matter a fuck if I got off or not. I just wanted to make this a night that these two beautiful jock virgins would never forget. Okay, they weren’t totally virgin, they were fucking the cheerleaders, but they were virgin to this kind of sex and I wanted them to remember the experience. There was a lot of moaning and groaning going on between the loud slurping.  Bill and I did our share of gagging when the boys got too rough, but we held on. I just rode it out, and rode my ass up and down on Jeremy’s cock, waiting to see how it was going to end.

Suddenly, Jeremy pushed me up and pulled his cock out of my ass as he tapped Bill on the shoulder.

“Hey, let’s trade places. I want some of that young cock,” he said.

Bill moved over and Jeremy took Mason’s big cock in his mouth, fisting it as he sucked the first few strokes. Then he moved his hand from the shaft and took it all the way down. I was mesmerized by the two big Rangers, as much as the boys were.  They had come such a long way since we were together and I had to wonder how many of their Ranger buddies they were doing this with.

“Fuck, how come the young ones always taste the best,” he groaned as he licked the boy’s big cock.

“Guess your ass is mine,” Bill said to me as he moved around behind me.

“Could I….,” Lance started in a nervous tone.  “Do you think I….could I fuck you?” he asked me.

“You’ll have to go through Bill first,” I said.

“Could I?” he asked Bill. “I just wanta see what it’s like to….to fuck a guy’s ass.”

Bill moved aside and Lance moved around behind me. Bill moved in front of me, offering me his cock for me to suck.  Well, not exactly offering it.…he shoved it in my mouth, and I didn’t resist. He choked me but he didn’t stop thrusting into my throat.

“Hold it,” I said, backing off of it.  I moved to lay out on the mattresses on my back with my knees cocked up. “You’re probably used to fucking those cheerleaders in this position.  Okay, let’s see what you’ve got,” I told the boy. Truth was, I wanted to watch him as he fucked his first male ass.  He moved between my legs, fisting his throbbing, slick cock, his eyes darting from my butt to my cock. I brought my legs up higher and wrapped my arms around my thighs to tilt my butt up off the mattress for him. Lance barely fumbled, aiming his cock at my still-clenching hole, and then he eased right in. I was already well lubed and my hole was stretched so it was an easy, good entry. He slid right in, and the slight, sexy curve of his cock fit the curvature of my ass like a glove. Because of the position, he went in deeper than Jeremy.

“Whoa! Man, that went in deep!” I said as I hunkered my butt up to meet his solid thrust. I began clenching my ass muscles to squeeze his cock.

“Ohhhh… Fuuucckkkk!” he moaned, tossing his head back.

His cock felt the same way; it throbbed and practically quivered deep inside me.  He held still for a long moment then pulled back and began fucking me.

“Ohhh…. Ohhhh, fuck… Awww, yeah, fucker… Ohhh, yeah,” I moaned. “Man, you’ve had some experience with that thing, I can tell.”

“Not this kind of experience,” he said, his voice with a little quiver in it.

“No difference in the moves,” I said.

“It sure feels a lot different than pussy.  Better,” he said as he rose up to hunker up over me, forming a bridge over my doubled-up body. With his feet up against the edge of the bunk bed, he had good leverage that he used to nail me to the mattress.  Godd, the kid could fuck!

Bill and Jeremy had Mason sandwiched in between their faces, one of them deep-throating his cock while the other ate his ass. The kid was wide-eyed, maybe even cross-eyed. His mouth was hanging open, sucking in air, and he was drooling and didn’t even realize it.  After some moments of moaning and gasping and loud slurping noises, Bill moved away and came over and took hold of Lance’s shoulder to urge him up off of me but not out.  The boy went back onto his knees without missing a stroke.

When I was laying straight Bill straddled me and dropped to his knees, sitting on my chest, and hunkered up to feed me his cock. I let him fuck my throat while I played with his hard ass. I pulled the muscles apart and fingered his hole, hoping to give young Lance some ideas about the Ranger’s ass.…maybe eat it, or even get brave enough to pull out of me and try to fuck him.  At this point it wouldn’t surprise me if Bill let him.  But it didn’t happen; I think because Lance was probably too scared to try anything with the big stud. 

I got off of Bill’s cock and made motions for him to turn around and mouthed the words, “let him suck you.”  He smiled and shoved himself to his feet. He turned around, standing astraddle me and I could see up between his legs that he was fisting his cock. He put his other hand on top of Lance’s head.

“How about you give me some of that pretty, full mouth,” he said.

“Aww, man, I can't do that,” Lance said, rearing back.

“You’re a smart kid, you can figure it out.…just open your mouth…. part those full pouting lips, like Moses parted the Red Sea.”

“I don’t know. if I can….Man, I don’t wanta….” But his words were muffled, then silenced as Bill thrust his hips forward and the boy suddenly had the big Ranger’s cock in his mouth. “Aawmmpphhh!  Uunngghhh!” he groaned and gagged around the thick cock as he tried to back away, but Bill had both hands locked around the back of his head and was fucking his mouth.

"Geezusss, man!" I heard Mason gasp.  “Shit, you’re sucking cock!”

I had to smile.  Young Mason didn’t understand yet the difference between sucking cock and getting your face fucked. Lance wasn’t exactly doing it willingly.  Not yet, at least.

Yeah, things were working out! With a smile I motioned for Mason to come over and take Bill’s place and give me his cock. He followed Bill’s lead and straddled my head and thrust his cock in my throat.  He hunkered over and began doing pushups, using my mouth like a pussy. I could hear Lance moaning and fighting his gag reflex whimpering through his slurping noises as Bill fucked the boy’s mouth but he wasn't missing a stroke with his cock in my ass. From the choking sounds as he was thrusting deep into his throat, I was betting the teenager had no clue, when he agreed to come with us, that he would be deep-throating cock or fucking another guy’s ass. But from the feel of his cock bucking inside me, he was enjoying doing it.

Lance fucked my load right out of me. I hadn’t intended to go off so quick, but there was so much going on and the incessant massage his cock was giving my prostate was too much to bear and I couldn’t tell him to stop.  I blew it all over myself and Mason and Bill’s leg. Lance reared back from Bill’s cock with a loud intake of air.

“Fuck!  Where did all of that come from?” he asked, wide-eyed. 

I didn’t know myself. It felt like he’d shot his load too, right up through my cock.  But he hadn’t cum; he was still fucking me and slurping Bill’s cock while Mason fucked my throat. I didn’t think any of it was happening in a stupor; the booze’d had time to wear off a little.

Mason and Lance went off at the same time, like they were hotwired to each other and had suddenly short circuited. I felt Lance’s cock acting up inside me, heard him whimpering and groaning deep in his belly, then felt the liquid heat of his semen spurting deep in my bowels.  The next instant, Mason was blowing his load in my mouth.  Bill was right, the young ones always taste the best; fuck, his cum was sweet. I even lost some more myself. I didn’t know where the fuck it was all coming from.

Bill suddenly pulled his cock out of the boy’s mouth and stepped aside. I didn’t know if he’d shot off or not. Mason climbed off of me and I could see Lance teetering on his knees like a tree in a windstorm, about to fall over. There was a pleasurable wince on his face and I realized why as I saw Jeremy pulling his hand back from his ass. He’d been fingering Lance’s asshole the whole time!

“You fucked that load out of him, you have to clean it up, you know,” he told Lance.   

“Yeah, with your tongue,” Jeremy chimed in, laughing.

“No fuckin’ way.  I was forced to suck cock but I ain’t eating anybody’s cum,” Lance said breathlessly. But then he saw the way the two Rangers were looking at him with deadpan stares.  “Oh-oh, that was the wrong thing to say, huh,” he said.

“So wrong,” Bill said as he was scooping up huge globs of cum off my chest with two of his fingers. Jeremy moved quickly to pull Lance’s arm behind his back and very gently twist it upward, and wrapped his other muscular arm around the boy’s neck.

“No!  No, don’t do this! Aww, man, don’t make me,” Lance pleaded, but to no avail.

Bill clasped one hand around his chin and forced his mouth open and fed him the still-warm semen, then stroked his neck and told him to swallow. It wasn’t very forceful, just enough that the boy could be made to believe he was helpless.  I thought he might gag, but he only grimaced and swallowed and made another horrible face. I noticed they weren't holding him very tight and he wasn't fighting very hard to resist. 

“Okay, both of you, get down there and lick it up,” Bill ordered.

The boys hesitated, looking at each other helplessly, and in that look, I think they took some solace in that they had to do it together.  They got down on either side of me, then bowed their heads, their eyes closed, and started lapping up my cum. What an awesome sight; watching the two handsome faces with their tongues lapping and scooping up the thick streaks of semen.  When they were finished they rose up, wiping their mouths with the back of their hands.

“There, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Jeremy said.

“It tastes awful,” Lance said.

“It’s an acquired taste. You’ll learn to like it,” Bill told them.

“I don’t think so,” Lance said.

“Me either,” said Mason.

Bill handed them a pint.  “Here, wash it down with this,” he said.

They each took a swig of the whiskey, followed by beer that Jeremy handed them.

Lance shivered with a terrible face.  “Fuck, man, that only makes it taste worse.”

“Yeah, but it’ll help you sleep,” Bill said, laughing.

“I don’t think I’m gonna have any trouble sleeping,” he said. “Man, my head is beginning to feel groggy,”

I had ideas about Lance.  I was sure there was a lot under that rugged, athletic exterior that even he wasn’t aware of.  I wanted to help him discover it. Alone. Just the two of us. I picked up a mattress and tossed it on one of the bottom bunks.

“The bunks will be more comfortable than the floor,” I said.

“I’m not very good at math, but five guys and four bunks, I don’t think that comes out even,” Lance said as Bill and Jeremy took two of the bunks. Mason climbed up in the top bunk closest to me.

“You can sleep here with me,” I said to Lance, indicating the bottom bunk.

“Naw, I don’t think so,” he said.  “I’ll sleep in the car.” With that, he walked out, closing the door behind him. He seemed sullen all of a sudden.  I was afraid we’d fucked up his head.

“Hey, your buddy’s not gonna let this get him all fucked up in the head, is he?” Jeremy asked Mason.

“He’ll be all right in the morning, after he works through his hangover,” Mason said. 

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“I’ve seen him like this before, he’ll be okay,” Mason assured us.

“But you’ve never done anything like this before, have you, with other guys?” Bill asked.

“No, but he’s okay. It’s not what we’ve been doing. He gets this way when he's had too much to drink.  He just needs to sleep it off,” Mason said.

We left it at that for the moment.  Jeremy reached out from the top bunk and turned the wick down on the lantern, plunging the cabin back into the moonlight.  I wasn’t able to go to sleep, and I knew I wasn’t going to sleep much, if at all.  There was still Lance……

I waited till everyone’s breathing became shallow and I heard snoring from the two bunk beds on the other side of the room.  Then I got up. I checked Mason in the top bunk; he was totally out of it.  So were Jeremy and Bill. Just to be sure, I said, “Everybody asleep?” in a quiet but clearly audible tone.  Nobody answered. I slipped out of the cabin and made my way to the car. The night air had taken on a chill, and Lance hadn’t taken anything to cover up with. I peered in to see him curled up in the back seat. I opened the door and leaned inside, put my hand on his hip. He was cold.

“Hey. Lance,” I said, shaking him. “Lance.”

“What?” he growled, sleepily.

“Come on back inside, it’s cold out here,” I said.

“I’m okay, leave me alone,” he said, curling up tighter in a ball.

“You’re freezing.  Come on back inside, nobody’s gonna care if we share a bunk.”

“I’ve got enough to live down as it is,” he said.

“What?  You’ve got nothing to live down,” I said.

“Yeah, right, tell that to my buddy, Mason,” he scoffed.

“Fuck, you didn’t do anything the rest of us didn’t do, including your buddy, Mason,” I said.

“Just bring me out a blanket,” he said.

“Only got one blanket on each bunk, so it’s just a choice whether you wanta share it inside on the bunk or out here in the back seat of the car,” I said.

He hesitated, like he had to think it over. “Out here, then,” he said.

“Okay, I’ll be right back,” I said.  It wasn’t how I’d planned it.  I wanted him in the bunk but maybe the back seat of the car would be better, away from the others.  He sounded fucked up in the head.  I went inside and got the blanket from my bunk, went back out, quietly closing the door behind me.  I felt a little like I was leaving Mason to the wolves, alone in the clutches of the two Rangers. If they woke up I knew they would be horny and have at him again.

I crawled into the back seat and we maneuvered around so Lance was lying against the back of the seat and I was on the edge.  It was a tight fit but he was cold and I didn’t think he minded lying against me under the blanket for the warmth. I wondered why he hadn’t put his clothes on. Maybe he couldn’t find them. He lay on my left arm that I shoved under him, our naked bodies tight against each other, with my right leg entwined between his legs and my right arm around him, low on his waist

“That feel better?”

“Yeah, you’re warm.  I didn’t realize how cold I was,” he said.

I pulled us tighter together, our cocks touching, with my knee pressed into his crotch, and moved my hand over his bare butt.

“Damn, you’ve got a solid butt,” I remarked.

“Yeah, it comes from doing a lot of squats.  Mason and I both do a lot of squats when we work out.  He’s got a real hard butt, too.”  He sounded more at ease.

“Oh, you notice other guys’ butts?” I chided him.

“I notice Mason’s butt,” he said.

“Ever do anything besides just notice?”

“Do anything.…no.”

“You guys never messed around together, or even thought about it?” I asked.

“No, we never ever did anything like tonight, although I.… I admit the thought has crossed my mind, out of curiosity. But I’ve never had the courage to try anything; I was never sure how he would take it.”

“Well, now you’ve got a real good idea how he would take it,” I said. All the while we were talking, I was caressing and squeezing his cold butt muscles, and I thought I could feel his cock fluffing up. The way I had hold of his ass, my hand was spread across both sides with my middle finger massaging between his taut buns. He was still slick there. He made no move except to tighten his butt muscles, but he let out a little gasping moan when I finally touched his hole, and he jutted his butt against my hand. He was obviously okay with it, probably curious, so pressed harder against his hole. But then he tightened up, clenched his asshole real tight when I tried to probe through.

“Relax,” I whispered in his ear.

“What’re you gonna do?” he asked.

“Just relax and let me show you,” I said.  I thought Jeremy had been fingering his ass while he fucked me but maybe not.

“I don’t know if I want you to show me anything else,” he said.    

“Okay, at any point you don’t want me to, just stop me,” I said.

He relaxed then and let me shove my finger through his hole and in up to the second knuckle before he tightened his anal grip again.

“That’s not hurting,” I said.

“No, I just don’t know what you’re gonna do,” he said.

"I thought Jeremy was doing this to you when you were fucking me," I said.

"No, he was just rubbing my asshole like you were doing."

“Just relax and I’ll show you,” I said. “Trust me, you’ll like it.”

He relaxed and I shoved my finger in as far as I could reach, causing him to wince and let out a surprised little gasp. I found his prostate, swollen and firm, palpitating with his heartbeat, and he practically jumped off the seat.

“Oh, Fuck! What was that?”

“Just relax, I’ll show you,” I said as I began rubbing my fingertip gently around the spongy organ.

“Ohhhh….Ohhh, Godd…. Awwwhh, what is that!”

“That’s your prostate…. your love nut. It’s the nerve center of your sexuality.”

“You mean like a girl’s clit or something?”

“Something like that,” I said. “It’s what drove me out of my fuckin’ head when you were fucking me earlier,” I said.

“Ohh, Shit! Godd, no wonder you were loving it so much.   Geezz!  Oh, mannn, I didn’t know I had that.”

“Most guys don’t know,” I said.

I spent a couple of minutes toying with his prostate, touching it, rubbing it gently, then not touching it at all, just wriggling my finger around inside him. I smiled as he squirmed around trying to connect his prostate with my finger again. He tried to act like he was just getting in a more comfortable position, but I knew he was trying to maneuver his prostate to touch my finger.  But I didn’t let him.  I was going to play with him for a while, make him want it, get him really worked up, hopefully for bigger and better things.  I pulled my finger out of his ass.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. “Why’d you stop?”

“I’m gonna use two fingers on you,” I said as I wet my two fingers in my mouth. I shoved them in and I didn’t think he was even aware that I stretched his hole even more, he was so open and anxious. He reared back on my fingers, trying to make the connection again, but I took my time finding his love nut.

“Aww, fuck, there it is!” he gasped softly when I began rubbing his prostate again with both fingertips.  “Ohhh….Ohh, fuck, man, what makes it feel so good?”

“It’s your sexual nerve center. It’s what makes everything feel good when you’re having sex,” I told him.

“Aww, it sure feels good now,” he moaned as he rode back onto my hand, twisting his tight butt on my fingers.

I let him pleasure himself for a few more minutes then pulled my fingers out.

“Aww, not again! Why do you keep stopping?” he whined.

“I’m gonna use three fingers.”

“Ohh, Mann, I don’t know if I can stand three fingers,” he said.

“If you can’t, I’ll stop, just tell me,” I said. But I knew he not only could take three fingers, he would soon be begging for my entire hand, and hopefully, even my cock. It never failed; when I got my fingers on a guy’s prostate, he was all mine. I wet my three middle fingers in my mouth and shoved them through his slick hole. He winced again and let out a little gasp; I was stretching him pretty good.  But he got over it immediately when I connected with his love nut again. This was going to be the telling moment; my knuckles stretching his hole, while three fingers tapped and rubbed and squeezed his love nut.  This was going to break him; turn him into a begging little jock slut; something he didn’t know he could be.

“Oh, My Godd!….Ohhh, My Godd!” he cried out, tossing his head back. “Oh, Geezusss! Ohh….Aaaahhhh....Ohhhh, fuck….  what’re you doing to me….driving me fuckin’ crazy!” he groaned as he thrashed his muscular young body about on top of me.  He was able to handle it only a few minutes before he stopped me, reaching back for my wrist. I stopped, but left my fingers inside him, unmoving.  “Fuck, I can’t take much of that at a time,” he gasped. “Mann, I never felt anything like it.  I wanta do it some more but just give me a minute.”

“Sure,” I said. But a minute was all he was getting.  I counted off the seconds, about forty, before I started moving my fingers again.

“Ohhh…. Ohhhh…. Ohhhh, it’s starting again,” he moaned.

“Just a couple more minutes, okay, then we’ll try something else,” I told him. I tortured him a little bit more then stopped.

“What?” he asked.

"Move up here and park your ass on my face,” I said.

“Oh, Mannn. What’re you gonna do now?” he asked excitedly as he scrambled into position.

I was gazing up at his taut jock ass, all spread apart, ready and eager and open. I began lapping back and forth in the wide crevice to get him good and wet, and heard him gasp with surprise.  I could feel his hole was relaxed and open, and I stiffened my tongue and drove it up inside him.

“Oh, Geezusss!” he groaned, and settled down on my face, riding my tongue deeper up inside him.  “Aawwwhhh!  Awww, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” 

He slid his ass back and forth over my mouth while I lashed my tongue over all the flesh I could come in contact with. 

“Fuck, boy, I wish I could reach your prostate with my tongue,” I said.

“Use your fingers again!” he said, sounding almost desperate.

I used my fingers alternately with my tongue, to probe and massage his prostate, then to pull his hole wide open so I could get my tongue way up inside him. He moaned and uttered cries halfway between a scream and a whimper as he rode my stiff tongue. Then I shoved both thumbs up inside him, probing and stretching him wide open at the same time. He rode around on them, moaning loudly, rubbing his prostate on the tips of my thumbs. Finally, as I hoped, and planned, it became too much for him; too much for his body and too much for his lust-seared brain. He was primed and hot and ready for anything that would better satisfy the newly-discovered cravings wracking his body.

 “Aww, fuck! Ohh, Geezusss, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but it feels so incredibly good…. I need something bigger!  I need your cock!”

“Wait. Just so I’m sure…..are you saying you want me to fuck you?” I asked as I kept torturing his love nut.

“No, but I….okay, Yess!  Yess, I’m saying it!  Ohh, Godd, I am so ready!  Fuck me! Man, I want you to fuck me!”

“You know where it’s at,” I said. “Just move down and slide your ass down on it and ride it.”

“Ohh, fuck, I want to so bad, but you’re so big,” he said.

“You’re stretched and loose enough to handle it,” I told him. “It might hurt a little at first as it goes in deeper than my fingers but you’ll get past it real quick.  By the time you’re all the way down on it, you won’t remember it hurting at all.”

He was reluctant but it was easy to urge him down. When he felt my cock touch his backside he bravely rose up.

“I don’t believe I’m gonna do this,” he said. “I am so nervous.”

“Don’t be nervous. You’ll do fine,” I told him as I applied some spit to my cock and held it straight up for him.

He settled his asshole onto the head of my cock and I felt his legs shaking.  “Go ahead. You know you want it,” I said.

“Yes, I want it but I don’t know if I can do it.”  He took in a deep breath.  “But….here goes,” he said, and with that, he began letting his weight down.

I felt his asshole stretch around the curvature of my cockhead, opening up wider and wider.  It wouldn’t be that much more than my three fingers, I figured it was just the idea of it being a cock entering him instead of my fingers, and that my cock would go in much deeper.  He winced but didn’t cry out when the head popped through his hole.  His legs seemed to be shaking worse and I helped hold him up so he wouldn’t plunge down on my cock and impale himself too suddenly. He eased himself down some more and I could feel the soft inner lining of his ass wrapping around my throbbing cock, the muscles working, milking, seeming to draw it in.

“Ohh, fuck….I’m doing it!” he said.

“There, that’s not so bad, is it?” I cooed. 

“Not….as bad….as I was….afraid of,” he stammered.

I did a quick measurement with my fist around my cock.  “You’ve got more than half of it,” I said.

“Ohh, Geezusss….there’s that much more to go?”

“You’re doing great. You’re past the worst part,” I said.  “Just ride down on it, all the way, stop torturing yourself.”

“I don’t think.…I c-can take it all the way. It’s an ass, not a pussy,” he said.

“There’s more room in a guy’s ass than in a girl’s pussy,” I said.

He took in another deep breath and began the final descent. Instead of supporting his weight, I urged him down and gently pushed upward. Suddenly I was all the way inside him.

“AAAwwwhhhhhh!” he cried softly as he settled his taut, trembling butt on my pubes, my cock driven up inside him as far as it could reach.  “Ohhhhhh, fuck, where’d it go!”

“I told you, you could handle it,” I said.

“Ohh, Godd….Ohh, it feels like it’s in my throat!”

“That’ll come later.  Right now, just enjoy your first fuck,” I told him.

We waited till he was used to it, then I started clenching my butt muscles, causing my cock to move gently inside him.

“Oohhh….Ohh, yeah,” he moaned softly as he began squirming and twisting his butt around. “Ohhhhh.… ohhhh, fuck, that’s good.”

“I knew you’d like it. You were ready for it,” I said.

“Yeah, I guess I was but I didn't know it.  Oh, Godd, I never dreamed anything could feel so good,” he said as he began riding up and down on my cock.

“Have yourself a good ride; fuck yourself crazy,” I told him, and I think he tried. He rode higher and higher, till he was sliding his ass all the way up and down the full length of my cock, using every inch to satisfy the lust that had been pent up inside for so long.  Strong as he was, his legs couldn’t hold out as long as his lusty desires.  After a while his legs were shaking so bad he could barely move up and down, and they finally gave out.

“Damn, this is harder than doing squats,” he gasped breathlessly. “But my legs won’t do it anymore.”

“Let’s change positions, let me do the work,” I said.  I tilted him toward the front seat and he took hold of it to help maneuver us onto our sides. He braced himself against the back of the front seat and I began fucking him.

“Ohh, Yeahhh! Aww, fuck, yeah….fuck me….fuck me,” he moaned as he held his position firmly to receive my hard, long thrusts.  “Ohh, Godd, you are a horse!  I don’t know where you’re putting it, but it feels awesome!” 

After a few minutes, he began pushing back to meet my thrusts and before long we had the car rocking on its springs in time with the boy’s groans.  We got carried away and a couple of times he lost his balance and almost tumbled off the seat onto the floor. I stopped and pulled out. He moaned with disappointment.

“Let’s do another turn and put you on the bottom,” I told him.  I rose up out of the way and he scrambled to lie on his back. I brought his legs up onto my shoulders and tilted his body nearly in half.

“It’s gonna go in a little deeper in this position,” I warned as I positioned my cock at his hole again.

“Oh, Godd, then it’s gonna come out my throat,” he whimpered.

“Not that deep,” I said, laughing, as I entered him again. I could feel when I entered new territory, the tightness that spread open around the end of my cock. He felt it too.

“Ohh, Fuck!” he blurted. “Godd, you weren’t kidding!”

But he got used to it pretty quick and was soon humping his little muscle butt up to meet my cock thrusts. I loved pounding my loins against the taut muscles.

“I should ask, how does it feel for you?” he asked.

“You don’t have to ask, son, my cock’s hard, ain’t it,” I said.

“Son.….that sounds so hot,” he said.

“Well, I am old enough to be your dad.”

“Ohh, that’s even hotter,” he whimpered with delight.

“You ever fantasize about getting fucked by your dad?” I asked.

“I never fantasized about getting fucked by anybody, least of all my dad.”

“But you’re going to now,” I said, laughing.

“Yeah, dammit, I’m probably gonna be picturing us like this now, every time I see him without his shirt, or running around in his shorts.”

“You’re dad’s a stud, huh?”

“Not as much as you or the Rangers, but yeah, he’s a hunk of a guy. I always wanted to grow up and be like him.”

“I don’t know your dad but I think you’re well on your way,” I said.  I chuckled softly.  “But now you just want him, huh?”

“I’m probably gonna be thinking about it, yeah,” he said.

“You don’t know, he might be thinking the same thing about you,” I said.

“Not a chance. He’s so fuckin’ straight.”

“Hey, this don’t make you gay,” I told him. “None of what’s gone on up here makes you gay.”

“It sure as heck makes me something besides straight,” he said.

“Yeah, it makes you a straight jock who’s just discovered he likes having sex with other guys,” I said.

“Are you gay, or just the same as me?” he asked.

“I buried the straight genes a long time ago,” I said.

“And if I do, too….that means I’m gonna be gay, too?”  he asked.

“Maybe, maybe not.  But I’m not all gay, I still like a woman now and then. Anyway, let’s don’t worry about it just now, okay? Let’s just enjoy what we’re doing.  You don’t need a label.”

We enjoyed it.  By the time I finished fucking him that first time I was pretty sure I had pounded his straight genes so far into oblivion that he wouldn’t find them for a very long while.  He loved getting fucked. But a short time after, when we were lying entangled together he got a hardon to fuck me again. I didn’t know if it was just a natural response to his hard cock or if he thought he had to prove something to himself, or to me.  It didn’t matter; I let him fuck me, and by the time he was done, I wasn’t so sure I’d buried his straight genes after all.  Godd, he could fuck, and he hadn’t learned it from fucking other guys; he’d learned it from fucking those horny little cheerleaders.

After he was recuperated, I spread him out on the seat and sucked his cock.  It wasn’t so much to suck his cock as to have his load.  I wanted one more load of that sweet, fresh, teenage cum. Godd, I thought, it would be nice to be a coach and have all your jocks lined up to blow their loads in your mouth every day. He gave up his load and whinnied as I swallowed it.

“I don’t know how you do that.…swallow it,” he said.

“For some guys, it takes practice,” I said.  I laughed.  “You’ve got your buddy, Mason, to practice on now.”

“I don’t think so.  I don’t think we’ll be doing any of this stuff together when we get back.”

“I would put money on it,” I said.

I nailed him in the ass one more time just before sunup.  It was his idea. He was a little skittish about it, considering it was getting daylight; he was afraid somebody would come out of the cabin and catch him with his ass turned up for my cock, but he wanted it and we pulled it off.  I think he would’ve liked to do it one more time because he was afraid it might be his last chance but we didn’t do it.  The car smelled like sex and cum. Lance told me to go inside and crawl in my bunk; he would stay in the car. He wanted it to look like he’d slept there the whole night alone.  I rolled the windows down first, to let the car air out.  Inside, I didn’t see any sure signs that there had been any activity between the two Rangers and Mason.

I was inside the cabin with Jeremy the next morning, checking the place over before we left. The others were outside, loading the car to take off. 

“By the way, was there any action in here last night?” I asked.

He laughed.  “You didn’t hear us?”

“I was pretty busy myself,” I said. “So you nailed the jock?”

“Did we ever!”

“Both of you?  You fucked him?”   

“And he loved it,” Jeremy said.  “How about you and the other one?”

“Fucked his brains out,” I said.

“Mission accomplished!”  We high-fived each other and closed up the cabin. “And you know what?  They weren’t drunk when it happened.”

The boys were quiet as we drove down to the café at the crossroads for breakfast. I thought they might’ve preferred that we skip eating and take them right home. It bothered me that they might be letting themselves get screwed up in the head over everything.  And part of it, I surmised, was the dark little secret that they were keeping from each other; that they had both gotten fucked and they both liked it and they would never talk about it.  I didn’t want that to happen.  Over breakfast, I started them talking.

“How long have you guys known each other?” I asked the boys in a casual tone.

“Since kindergarten,” Lance said.

“That’s a long time. You guys must share a lot of secrets,” I said.

“Yeah, we go back a long time, we know a lot about each other. Probably more than anybody else in the world,” Lance said.

“Hell, probably everything there is to know about each other,” Mason added.

“Except for one little secret that you’re not sharing,” I said, eyeing them both with a level gaze. I could tell that they both knew what I was talking about but neither of them opened up and I could see their faces turning red.  I opened the can of worms for them.  Looking at Mason, I said, “Does Lance know you got your ass fucked last night?  Have you shared that little secret with him?”

Mason’s eyes and mouth flew open in stunned shock as his face got redder.  “What! Hey, wait a minute, I….I never….”  He glared at Jeremy and Bill.  “Oh, Mannn! You said you wouldn’t tell.”

“We didn’t. He guessed,” Bill said.

Looking straight at Lance, I said, “Does Mason know you got your ass fucked in the back seat of the car last night?”

Lance didn’t say anything. He didn't even turn red.  I think he was glad it was out in the open.  Their eyes darted everywhere as they tried not to look at each other, but it was no use. It was out in the open now. They had to face it and deal with it.

“Did you?” Lance asked his friend, rather sheepishly, as if he had to hear it from his lips.

Just as sheepishly, Mason replied, “Yeah.  Twice. By both of them.  So you did, too, huh?”

“Yeah, just like he said,” Lance admitted. “It just happened….things sort of got carried away….”  He let his words trail off.

Jeremy punched Mason’s shoulder.  “Tell him how you liked it.”

“I liked it,” Mason admitted, rather embarrassed.

“Yeah, I….I did, too,” Lance said.  “I got fucked more than once, too. And I liked it a lot.”

“So now you’ve got no secrets, and you’ve got everything in common,” I said.

They were more at ease and talkative for the rest of the drive home, talking about how they could “share” their new secret in more ways than one.  We took them to their friend’s house to get their car.

“Thanks guys, for taking us along, and….and for showing us everything,” Lance said.

“Yeah, you’ve made it easier to deal with some feelings I’ve been having but didn’t understand, and I was scared of,” Mason put in.

“Well, now you can deal with them together, and there’s no reason to be scared,” I said. I liked what Bill added.

“You guys have got something special between you,” he told them. “It’s a bond as strong as the bond between soldiers. So, stay tight. Don’t ever let anything or anybody come between you.”

“Oh, we’re gonna stay tight, all right,” Mason said.

“Yeah, as tight as any two guys can get,” said Lance.

Then one day I received a personal call from General Brown. 

“Better get packed, Courter,” he said.

“Are you shittin’ me, sir?  It went through?!”

“It’s all tied up in a neat little package, although with a lot of red tape. I told Major Hunt I wanted to call and tell you the news myself. You need to call him to make the arrangements to go pick up the boy.”

 “Thank you, sir, for all you’ve done.  I can’t begin to thank you,” I said.

“Just be a good dad to this kid, because that’s what you’ll be, like it or not,” he said.

“Yes, sir, I’ll do my best.”

“Well, that’s good enough for me.”

The next thing I knew, I was on a plane to Saigon, with a one-way ticket for Jase. My parents knew I was going back but they didn’t know the real reason. I had never told them about Jase.  I told them I had to go back to bury some ghosts that still haunted me. They didn’t understand that. My Dad was the most concerned.

“I’ve read about guys going back after being home a long time, and they stay. You’re not going back there to stay, are you?”

“No, Dad. I’m coming back. I promise.”

To be continued...  

Posted: 02/27/15 rp