A Marine Called Jason
(Revised)
by: Peter

(© 2007-2015 by the Author)
 

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The Epilogue Chapters

Epilogue Chapter 23 

(Swingers)

We were walking back to the B&B when we saw two guys get out of a Jeep. Two BIG guys, obviously bodybuilders.  They were wearing cut-off jeans shorts, boots and baseball caps. When one had fed the parking meter he took the other stud’s hand and they walked on down the street.

“We oughta move here,” Jason said.

“Nothing says we can’t,” I said.

Back at the B&B, Jason said he had to take a piss then he needed a drink.  I told him I would meet him at the tiki bar. There were two other guys standing at the bar, talking. They were naked. The very good looking, built bartender was wearing a bikini swim suit. A middle aged couple sat on bar stools; he was naked, she was in a bikini bottom.  I didn’t know why I was surprised—it was clothing optional—but I was. Just not something I was used to back home. One of the guys standing pushed his glass across the bar and ordered another.

“And would mind dipping your dick in it this time,” he said.

The bartended laughed as he made the man’s drink.  The bartended looked all around then damned if he didn’t shove the front of his suit down and dip his cock in the glass.

“You just doubled your tip,” the man said.

A woman sat around the corner of the bar with her sumptuous tits straining against a narrow top. I ordered two drinks and was digging out my money when the woman intervened.

“I’ve got those,” she told the bartender, nodding to me.

My first reaction was to protest but instead I nodded and thanked her. She picked up her drink and came around to my side of the bar. She was wearing very, very cut-off shorts.

“My name’s Andrea,” she said, putting out her hand.

“Brad.”

“And your friend?”

“Jason.”

“Military?”

I laughed. “Former,” I replied.

“You both could pass for active.”

“Maybe to civilians.”

“Thank you for accepting my hospitality,” she said.

“My mother would be glad I haven’t forgotten my manners.”

We chatted for the few minutes it took Jason to return from piss call then I introduced him to Andrea.

“What branch of service were you in?” she asked, directing it to both of us.

Jason gave her a funny look.

“She guessed,” I said.  “I was Marines.  He was Navy and Marines. SEALs.”

“Whoa! I’m honored to be in the presence of one of the elite,” she said.  “Not that the Marines aren’t just as hot,” she added with a throaty chuckle.

It was funny to watch Jason ogling her.  If she noticed she didn’t let on. He didn’t waste any time.

“Are you here by yourself?” he asked.

“No, my husband is up in our room.  He’s not much on the heat; he likes his air conditioning,” she said, glancing around. There he is now,” she said, waving to a man on the balcony.

It was a dim view past the shade of the trees but I could make out a good sized man with a dark tan and a hairy chest.  He waved back and she waved him down.  He was there by the time the bartender sat his drink on the bar.

His stride was powerful and confident, like a bull daring anyone to get in his way. He was a bit too hairy for my taste but not enough to detract from his build. He was heavily muscled; broad, thick pecs, wide powerful shoulders and thick arms. His stomach was like a plate of armor that extended down to an eight-pack plunging into the low slung black boxer brief he wore. I tore my eyes away from the mighty bulge to take in his massive, hairy thighs and well-rounded calves. I grabbed another look as I lifted my eyes to his square-jawed face, made more rugged by the neatly cropped beard.

“This is my husband, Rick,” Andrea said as she handed him his drink. “This is Brad, and Jason.  Brad is Marines; Jason is Marines and SEALs.”

“Impressive,” Rick said, raising his glass in salute.  The way his eyes raked over both of us I got the impression he was referring to more than our military status.

As we talked, my impression turned to stark reality when I realized that we were being picked up!  By a man and wife!  I wasn’t sure Jason realized what was going on. If he hadn’t picked up on it, he was certainly sending out vibes that should’ve been ringing in the woman’s ears.

When our drinks were low Rick made his next move. “I could have drinks sent up to our room instead of sweltering in this heat.”

“I told you he doesn’t like the heat,” Andrea said, laughing.

“Shall we?” Rick asked.

“Sure, why not?” Jason said with a shrug and a smirk.  He’d figured things out.

“Why not, indeed,” Rick said. He gave the bartender an order for the drinks then led the way.

The cool of their room was a welcome relief from the heat.

“If you’ll excuse me I think I’ll grab a quick shower,” Rick said, wiping the sweat from his forehead. “You, Babe?” he asked his wife.

“I’ll wait,” she said.

“Anyone else?” he asked, looking at Jason and me.  “I know you’re used to showering with other men,” he added.

“I’ll wait with her,” Jason said.

Rick looked at me, then said, “Catch me if you can,” as he walked into the bathroom.

I was torn. I knew full well what was going down but I didn’t want to appear too eager.

Andrea came over to me then and ran her hand across my shoulders and back.  “He didn’t want to come right out and ask you to wash his back,” she cooed.

It was all the encouragement I needed. “Alright,” I said.

In the bathroom, the shower was running and Rick was peeling down his swim suit.

“Ah, you decided to join me.  Wonderful,” he said with a big smile as he stepped into the shower.

“Your wife said you like someone to wash your back,” I said as I took off my suit and kicked it aside.

“And whatever else,” he said as he stepped back to welcome me into the shower.  “I’m glad you caught on.  I think you did before your buddy,” he said as he ran his hands across my chest and down my stomach.

“Yes, but I’m sure he’s caught on by now,” I said.

“I thought so, from the way he was looking at her.  Have you ever done this before?”

“Been picked up by a man and wife? No.”

“Wonderful.  We love it when we land a couple of virgins,” he said, laughing.  “I take it you and Jason each play your own side of the fence.”

“We don’t restrict ourselves,” I said. I laughed.  “There’s not much that holds Jason back.”

“I sense there’s something way more than two guys meeting up in Key West,” he said.

“We’ve been together for a long time.  Since Vietnam,” I said.

“Incredible. Are you married?”

“We never saw the need.”

“You’re both hot.”

“Thanks.  The same could be said for you and your wife.”

“She more than I.” He laughed.  “Which is the reason she’s the bait.”

“Well, she got Jason, hook, line and sinker.”

“Andrea’s been lying out in the sun; we need to hurry so they can have the shower,” he said.

“Jason’s not easily deterred; I don’t think he’s going to mind a little suntan lotion,” I said.

He took the soap and began soaping up my back when I thought it would be the other way around. I wasn’t quite reading him.  I took him to be straight using his wife as bait, as he’d said, to lure other straight couples in. Yet here he was washing my back, even taking in my butt. I wondered about them luring in two guys. Maybe for his wife to have two guys to fuck her while he watched.  He was paying particular attention to my ass; perhaps we had been lured in so they each could have a man to fuck.

We traded the soap back and forth, washing each other’s bodies from head to toe.  He gave as much attention to mine as I did to his. Still, there was no indication that he wanted to have sex with me.  His cock fluffed up nicely but it never got hard.  I didn’t mind, not with the club he as carrying.  I had to squeeze to touch my fingers around it. I was only fluffed up myself.

He ended the shower, turning it off, then stepped out and handed me a towel.  We dried off in silence then he took the towels and hung them up.  I followed him into the bedroom where we found Jason fucking Andrea with his usual gusto.  So much for them needing the shower.

“Looks like we rushed our shower for no reason,” Rick said.

Her head was pressed back in the pillow and it looked like her eyes were rolled back in her head.

“Ohh, Godd, Yess! Fuck me, you big stud Marine. Fuck me!  My Godd, you go in deep!”

“Well, it looks like you’ll have to wait your turn,” Rick said.

I wondered how a man could stand and watch his wife being fucked by another man but I didn’t let it concern me.  I was boning up just watching Jason in action.  I wasn’t particularly interested in taking a turn with Andrea although I would if it came to that.  I was more interested in Rick. His hairiness wasn’t exactly a turn-on for me but his body underneath all that hair was.

“On the other hand, is there any reason to wait?” he asked as he reached around to grab hold of my butt.  He led us to the bed where he laid back across the mattress beside his wife and Jason. He sprawled his legs apart and motioned to me and I crawled between them.  As I bent over his middle he put his hand on top of my head to guide me down.

“I was hoping you’d wanta do this,” he said.

His cock filled my mouth, like a small anaconda curling up in a warm, wet place. I mauled it with my tongue and felt it pulsating.  He was slow coming to life but the wait was worth it; slow, I thought, because so much blood had to be pumped into the veins. Gradually it overflowed my mouth and I mauled it around so the head was nesting against my throat. I held my lip lock around the shaft while it pushed harder and harder till it finally pushed through and sank several inches down my throat.

“Awwm, fuck yeah,” Rick moaned.  “Not many guys can do this!”

Jason looked around and smiled.

As Rick’s cock pushed deeper it expanded and stretched my throat. He reminded me of Budweiser. It was an incredibly tight fit but I waited till he was completely hard before I eased back and began sucking him.

“This is the best fuckin’ deep throat I ever had,” Rick declared.

Jason was banging Andrea like he hadn’t had a pussy in a while. Rick was impressed.

“Damn, the guy’s a machine,” he said.

I lifted my head.  “Do you want some of that?” I asked.

“Do you mean him fuck me? No.  Maybe I didn’t make it clear; I’m straight. But damn, if I weren’t, I would sure let him bed me.”

“If you feel that way, what makes the difference if you’re straight?” I said as I stroked his fat cock.

“You’re twisting my words,” he said.

“Ohhhh….Oh my God, you go in so deep!” Andrea cried softly.

“I can go deeper,” Jason said as he grabbed a pillow.  “Lift up,” he said, and when she did he slid the pillow under her butt. When he drove back in she cried out louder.

Rick was watching intently and I noticed his eyes seemed to be glued to Jason’s butt.

“Look at that ass, the way it flexes.  He’s a real powerhouse,” he said.

I had to wonder if the man was as straight as he let on. He urged me to turn on the bed, I thought/hoped for a sixty-nine, but he only wanted to play with my ass. On my hands and knees beside him, my butt was spread open, giving him easy access.  He used spit for lube to rub my hole and eventually penetrate it with his thick finger.  It felt good, but I wanted more. As he probed and found my prostate I shoved back on his fingers.

“Ah, you like that? You wanta ride me?” he asked.

As much as I hated to give up his cock, my ass was in need. I rose up and turned around to straddle him. He held his cock up for me to sit on and when it was on target I let my weight down for my ass to swallow his huge cockhead.

“Oh, Fuck!” I gasped when it burst through. He didn’t force it; didn’t even nudge upward. He waited till I rode down on it.  “Godd, you’re thick!” Again, he reminded me of Budweiser.

“Yeah, but I don’t leave any nerves untouched,” he said.

He clasped onto my butt and began fucking me. I liked watching his big arms and thick pecs bulge and ripple with the motion.

“It’s okay, now, isn’t it?” he asked.

“Ohh, Godd, Yess!” I replied.  I leaned down to press my body flat against him.  His hairy chest and belly felt good against mine and I slid back and forth on his hard muscles.

After a while Rick asked if anyone wanted to trade or change positions.”

“Godd, don’t stop, you’ve had me so close,” Andrea moaned.

“Okay, I’m good,” Jason said.

I was clawing the sheets; I couldn’t have asked for more, but Rick wanted me on the bottom. So Andrea and I lay side by side, moaning our chorus of lust and pleasure, accompanied by the rhythm of our men fucking her pussy and my ass. The bed creaked and I wondered if it would hold up under our combined weight.

“Hold me” Andrea cried softly.  “Godd, don’t let go of me….I’m cumming!  Oh, Godd, it’s so good….I can’t stand it…..fuck me, you big stallion....Yesss….Yesss….make me cum!”

She kept getting louder and louder and Jason put a pillow over her face and then really plowed into her. I wasn’t far behind. Rick fucked my load out of me, sending it spewing up over my head then streaking my upper body.

“Holy Shit, I hit the mother lode,” Rick said as he plowed me. Seconds later I felt his thick cock bolt inside me and then he was cumming.

“Oh, Godd, I can feel it!” I moaned.

Rick pushed himself up and said, “You gotta see this, Babe; he shoots like a horse.”

Jason rose up and pulled her to a sitting position.

“Oh, my, that is so beautiful,” she said as she reached over and began smearing my cum over me like lotion. “You two are incredible,” she said.

“Yeah, it’s not often we find a combination like this,” Rick agreed.

“Yes, it’s usually another married couple. This has been a real treat,” Andrea said.

“Hey, it doesn’t have to be over,” Rick said. “Another shower, a few minutes rest….we surely haven’t exhausted all the possibilities.”

Jason and I agreed with our eyes that we were in no rush to leave.  Andrea and Rick were delighted.  We all four went into the bathroom. They wanted to watch Jason and I shower together. We did, along with a show of making out.  We both got hard again and that delighted the couple even more.  We got out and dried off while we watched Rick and Andrea shower together. Then it was back to the bed.

“I told you, we don’t often snare two guys,” Rich said. “You know what would be a really hot thing to see? The two of you making out, like you were in the shower, only take it farther.”

“If I may,” Andrea chimed in.  “I would like to see Brad fuck Jason then switch off and fuck me.”

I wasn’t sure Jason would want to give himself up to being gay but he didn’t object.  I knelt on the bed for him to get into position, I thought on his back.  But instead he crawled between Andrea’s legs on hands and knees, offering his ass to me, and buried his face in her pussy. Rick did the honors of lubing up Jason’s ass for me then nodded for me to mount him.  I don’t think Jason would’ve done it except that we were caught up in this first-time  situation. He let out a low moan when I entered him and Andrea moaned even louder. Rick moved up to feed his wife his cock to keep her quiet.

After several minutes of fucking Jason I urged him out of the way and took a turn at Andrea.  I was pleasantly surprised how wonderful her pussy felt swallowing up my cock.  While I was fucking his wife, Rick stood astraddle us and fed me his cock.  And so it moved from one position to another till I was greatly surprised to see Rick move down on the bed with his face in his wife’s hairy bush, dangerously close to my cock.  He went into her bush, searching with his tongue for her clit.  I leaned back and eased my cock back a little to give him room.  He found it and she cried out. I started fucking her again, using only half-cock strokes so I wouldn’t push his face away.  Then I got another surprise; he started alternating his tongue between her clit and licking my cock.

“I love her pussy juice,” he murmured.    

I bought it and I didn’t. I was becoming less convinced that he was one hundred percent straight. I decided to put him to the test.  I pulled my cock free so he could have free and total access to his wife’s pussy.  He tilted his head to the side and started licking my cock instead. I eased forward and he opened his mouth for me. I shoved in and he began sucking my cock.  He sucked way longer than it took to lick off his wife’s pussy juice.  He was sucking my cock, pure and simple.

“I love it when he gets this way,” Andrea said. “He’s straight but sometimes he gets so horny….give him your juice.”

“Are you sure?”

“I want to see him take your load.  Don’t worry, he does what I want him to.”

Jason quickly worked his way into the fray so he could eat Andrea’s pussy while I held Rick’s head and fucked his mouth. He didn’t offer any resistance. He was most subservient to his wife’s wishes.

When I blew my load, Rick took every drop then pushed Jason out of the way and clamped his mouth over his wife’s pussy.  I could see he was pushing my cum inside her, then he loudly sucked it back and then rose up to kiss her.  There was no doubt that this wasn’t this couple’s first time around the barn.

“How long will you be here? Can we do this again?” Andrea asked as we were resting. “Perhaps we can arrange for another couple to join in.”

We didn’t commit but we left it open. We showered and left.

We stopped by the tiki bar on the way back to our room on the other side of the courtyard.

“I think I’ll take a quick swim,” he said 

“Of course you will,” I said, smiling.

“What?”

“Those college boys in the pool wouldn’t have anything to do with that decision, would they?”

“What was that old movie?....Where The Boys Are? Come on, let’s check ‘em out.”

We downed our drinks and went over to the pool.  I was ready to jump in and thought Jason was, too, but he stopped and peeled his swim suit down.  I would’ve felt awkward if I didn’t follow suit. We jumped in and swam the length of the pool and half way back which was about where the college guys were. We surfaced within arm’s reach of them.  Up close they had the clean-cut look of athletes, lean and tight bodied. More solid than most swimmers, I took them to be basketball players or track men.  The water was distorting but they both appeared to be well hung.

“That’s some mighty impressive swimming,” one of them said.

“Yes, very….among other things,” the other one said.

It was hard to tell which one of us they were referring to.

“We saw you go inside with that couple; what the hell was going on up there?”

“You heard?” Jason said.

“The entire island heard.”

“Let’s just say her husband doesn’t get the round far enough in the chamber to hit the firing pin,” Jason said.

“That sounds like military jargon.”

“Marines?” the other boy asked.

“For a while,” I replied.

The two boys looked at each other, smiling.  “Just what we’ve been looking for.”

“Maybe later, right now we need some R&R,” Jason said.

“Room 4-D,” one of them said.

To be continued...