A Marine Called Jason
(Revised)
by: Peter
(© 2007-2015 by the Author)
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Chapter 99
Kyle and Corporal Bennett
(Farewell Virginity)
How It Happened
“So, I’m curious. You and Devon are brothers, but you have different last names and different fathers. And your dads never remarried?”
“Our dads never married at all. There’s a good chance my mother was a prostitute in Vietnam,” Kyle explained. He laughed at Corporal Bennett’s surprised look. “Yeah, that always gets that reaction. You can see that Devon and I aren’t exclusively American-Caucasian. We’re not certain that we have the same mother but we’ve been assured by Jason and my dad that it’s a very strong possibility. And it was a woman fitting her description that dropped us off at the orphanage.”
“You mean they…..”
“Yeah, they both fucked her. On more than one occasion, apparently. Actually we don’t know for certain that Jason and my dad are our real fathers. But they took us out of that orphanage and brought us back to the States and raised us as their own sons. So none of it matters.”
“So where does Jake fit in?” Bennett asked.
“I thought you would’ve picked up on that.”
“Oh. No, I didn’t. Till just now,” he said.
“You’re not under any obligation to report that, are you?” Kyle asked.
“Absolutely not,” he replied sternly. “To each his own.”
Kyle smiled. “You haven’t picked up on my dad and Jason either, then, have you?”
Corporal Bennett's mouth dropped as he blinked with surprise. “No fuckin’ shit! No, I would never have guessed, about them or your brother and Jake. But certainly not about your dads. They are about as un-stereotype as you can get. Marines, Airborne, snipers. Geezuss!”
“Jason was a Navy SEAL before he was a Marine,” I said.
“Damn, the testosterone must be thick in your household.”
“Sometimes you can almost smell it,” Kyle said, laughing.
“So,…uhhh….how about you?” Bennett asked.
“Nope. Straight,” Kyle said.
“You really are odd man out.”
“Well, odd, maybe, but not totally out. My brother and I started messing around back in high school after he came out to me.”
“Must’ve been really handy, having a gay brother.”
“It had its advantages, for both of us,” Kyle said.
“I’ll bet. I’ll bet Devon was real happy about having a hunky, straight, understanding brother.” He paused to gauge Kyle’s reaction, then went on. “Listen, I don’t know what you meant by messing around with your brother but….well, I hate to see an opportunity wasted. I, uh….I never had a brother but I’ve been known to mess around too, in a bi sort of way, when the right guy comes along and is interested.”
“I might be interested, depending on what you mean by a bi sort of way.”
“Why don’t we get out of these clothes and find out. You can stop me any time I cross the line.”
"And you, too," Kyle said. “Everything I’ve heard about the military’s don’t-ask-don’t-tell policy pertains to gays. What’ve they got to say about bi guys?”
“I’ve never heard it addressed in public, but I can tell you what their position is. It was addressed at an orientation one time and so far as the military is concerned, there is no such thing as bi. If you’re not straight, you’re gay. There is nothing in between. So I’m on the kill list if they ever find out.”
Kyle wasn’t exactly sure how the guy meant it, being bi and messing around with guys. He was willing to mess around with guys himself, and he was straight. He had his answer, he thought, when the corporal reached over and cupped his balls. He thought he would go for his cock as well but he only squeezed his balls while he pressed his fingers against his perineum, rubbing little circles at the crack of his ass. It felt good and Kyle spread his legs wider, hoping to encourage him to go down on him. Instead, he wet his finger and continued to massage between his legs. Then he began working his fingers into the crack, then probing his asshole.
“Most straight guys don’t know they have feelings here,” he said.
“You’re gonna be showing me for the first time.” He knew he had feelings there from the things Devon did to him but he had a feeling that the corporal could show him more.
“Great. I love first timers. You like that,” he asked, circling his fingers.
“Yeah, it feels good,” Kyle said.
“I can make it feel better,” he said as he shoved his thick middle finger through Kyle’s hole.
“Uuhhh!”
“Just a little discomfort at first. Relax and you’re gonna love it,” Bennett said. “Yes, like that, relax your ass muscles and hunker up against my finger.”
“Oohhh!”
“See, it’s feeling good already.”
“Ohh, Fuck!”
“I found your love nut,” he said, laughing softly.
“Ohhhhhhh!” Kyle moaned again.
“Yeah, it’s swelling up already. Man, I can feel your heartbeat with my finger."
“I can….f-feel…your f-finger….with my heartbeat,” Kyle gasped.
“I can double your pleasure,” Bennet said.
“H-How?”
“I’ll show you.” He crawled between Kyle’s legs and shoved a pillow under his hips. “This will bring you up where I can get to you,” he said as he shoved his first two fingers into his hole and found his prostate again.
Kyle moaned and cried out, clasping the bed sheets.
“Yeah, I can almost curl my fingers around it in this position,” Bennett said. “Ready for the double whammy?”
“What’s that? What’re you gonna do?” Kyle asked.
The corporal gently shoved the middle finger of his other hand deep alongside his other fingers.”
“Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhhhh!”
“Is that about double what you were feeling?” he asked.
“How about triple! Godd!!” Kyle gasped, his eyes wide.
“I can kick it up a notch,” said the corporal.
“I don’t know if I can stand any more. Ohh….OHHHH!”
“You’ve got four fingers now.”
“Ohhh, fuck, it feels like a dozen….feels like your whole hand!”
“Do you want my hand?”
“No.”
“How about my cock?”
“No. I don’t wanta be fucked. I’m straight.”
“You’re already being finger fucked. It would only be better with my cock,” Bennett told him.
“No, I can’t do that,” Kyle said, shaking his head.
“Your ass wants it,” said Bennett. “Your ass wants my cock.”
“N-no….ohh….ohhh, you gotta stop. I can’t take any more.” He could’ve, but he was scared of what Corporal Bennett was suggesting and he needed to back him off before it was too late.
But Bennett didn't back off. He probed some more. “Your ass is telling me you’re lying, you don’t want me to stop. But I will if you say so.” He pulled all his fingers out.
“Ohhhh,” Kyle sighed with disappointment.
“You’re still wide open. Your ass is begging for more,” he said, patting Kyle’s spread butt. “Do you want some more?” He fucked his fingers through his hole a few times then pulled out again. Then he shoved in and found his prostate again and gave it a few strokes.
“Ohhhhhhh! Godddd!” Kyle cried softly.
But Bennett pulled his fingers out, leaving Kyle’s asshole open and begging. “Do you want more?” he asked again.
“I admit, I like it, but I can’t get fucked, for real,” Kyle said.
“All right, I’ll use just my fingers, like I was doing, okay?” He shoved all of his fingers back in and resumed the dual manipulations.
“Okay….Ohhhh….Oh, yeahhhhh! I like that!”
He worked his fingers for several minutes, till Kyle was thrashing his hips about and humping himself against the corporal’s hand. When it got too good again, he begged him to stop.
“Man, I’m going crazy. I wanta cum so bad, but I can’t. You gotta stop.”
“Nope.”
“Please, make me cum, before you drive me crazy.”
“No.”
“Awwwhhhh! Please. Why’re you doing this?”
“Because you like it. Admit it, you like it.”
“I already admitted I love it! But it’s driving me nuts! I’m going fuckin’ nuts. I wanta cum so bad.”
“Go ahead, cum,” Bennett said.
“I can’t,” Kyle whimpered.
“I can make you cum.”
“I know, but you keep stopping,” Kyle whined. “Quit stopping and just do it, please. Make me cum!”
“Okay, but only with my cock.”
“No. I told you, I don’t wanta be fucked, I’m straight.”
“So what? I’ll just finish with my cock what I started with my fingers. What’s the difference which body part I use? It’s not gonna turn you gay,” he said as he pulled his fingers out.
“Ohhh, why’d you stop?” Kyle whimpered.
“You told me to.”
In desperation, Kyle reached down and shoved his own fingers into his asshole. “Ohh, fuck, I’m wide open,” he moaned as he worked his fingers around frantically, trying to find the spot that the corporal had abandoned.
“Yeah, you could take my fist. You could take my cock easy,” he taunted as he took Kyle’s hand and helped him. “You’re not gonna find it with your own hand, you can’t reach in far enough,” he said. Then he gently pulled Kyle’s hand away and replaced it with his own fingers again.
“Ohhhm, Godd….y-you’re doing it again.”
“And you like it.”
“Yessss! Yes, I like it!”
“Well, just so you know, they might haul you off in a straight jacket but this Marine ain’t gonna stop this time till I hear you begging for my cock.”
Kyle fought it valiantly but he could feel himself losing the battle. His straight defenses were weakening with every touch of the corporal’s fingers on his prostate, his body screaming out for relief.
“Okay! Ohhhh, Goddd! Okay, just do it! Fuck me!” he cried out in agony. He was startled by his own voice.
“Do what?”
“You heard me! Fuck me!”
“I am fucking you,”
“With your cock! Use your cock!”
“Are you sure?” Bennett asked, removing his fingers.
“Yess! Yes, damnit, I’m sure! I want you to fuck me!! How many ways do I have to say it?”
“Okay, but don’t get any ideas about changing your mind,” Bennett said as he moved up into position.
Kyle raised his head to see the huge cock sticking out of the corporal’s hand. “Oh, Geezuss! I don’t know……”
“Too late,” Bennett said as he pressed the blunt head of his cock against Kyle’s gaping hole. "Don't worry, you're opened up for it."
“Wait, Corporal…..” But the thick cock was going in, spreading his asshole even more. “I d-don’t know, man, if I c-can…..” Deeper.…deeper still. “Ohh, Godd, you’re going in so deep!”
“I wish I had more for you,” Bennett said as he buried the final inches and made his cock throb deep inside him.
“Aawwhhhh! My Godd!” Kyle cried out.
“You like it,” he told him again.
“I can’t help it,” he whimpered. “I….can’t….fuckin’….help….it. Fuck me! Hard!”
Corporal Bennett left his cock in deep for a moment longer, then eased out and shoved back in again.
“Ohh, Yess! You’re touching that spot again, sliding right across it,” Kyle moaned.
“Yeah my cock knows where to find your love nut. I can make you cum now.”
“Not too soon,” Kyle said.
“Oh, the straight stud wants to be fucked now, not just get off.”
“Yess. Godd, yes! Fuck me, it's not gonna turn me gay.” He wasn't so sure he believed that but at the moment he didn't care.
Corporal Bennett fucked him hard like he asked. It took about ten minutes of steady pounding before Kyle gave himself up to the most incredibly intense climax he'd ever had in his life. The lights went out in his head, everything faded to black, then he saw tiny stars. His body was being consumed with the raw lust searing his brain. He clung to Bennett's muscular body to keep from floating off. He felt the liquid heat of the man's load being shot deep into his bowels, and then his own convulsions that sent his cum spurting out in violent loads. The last thing he remembered was Bennett's mouth on his and the whispered words, "Godd, you are so hot!"
He came around to a cool washcloth over his eyes and forehead and a big, rough hand rubbing across his chest.
"Are you okay?" Corporal Bennett asked when he saw Kyle's eyes flicker.
“I don’t fuckin’ know. What the hell happened?” He was so weak he had to force the words out one by one, and it took that moment for his eyes to focus on the handsome corporal looming over him.
"I got you off. Do you remember how?"
"You fucked me," he said weakly.
"At your request," Bennett reminded him. "How do you feel? Do you feel gay?"
"I don't know how gay feels," Kyle said.
"You've got a pretty good idea," Bennett said.
"What makes a guy officially gay?"
"His own admission."
"Help me to the shower," Kyle said.
To be continued...
Posted: 05/22/15 rp