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Subject: Naval Tradition, chapter 9 Naval Tradition Bill Drake (billdrake@hotmail) WARNING: THE FOLLOWING IS FOR ADULTS ONLY. It is gay erotic fiction explicitly depicting sexual acts between male adults. If that offends or disturbs you, read no further. Send your thoughts or any story suggestions to billdrake@hotmail. More of my stories available at the Authors page of Nifty archive, or at the Yahoo Group: hoo/group/drakestories/ Naval Tradition Jim’s Story 9 Coming of Age Norfolk, Fall 2002 I had just finishing up an afternoon workout and conditioning run with the football guys when I got a call from Kevin. “Hey Big Boy, what’s up?” “Kevin, man, how’s it going?” I hadn’t heard from my fuck buddy in the last couple of weeks. That was normal, only after my weekend at Jack Grant’s, my thoughts were a mess. I felt confused, horny, lonely, and ecstatic all at once. I’d be sitting in history class and would spontaneously pop a boner thinking back to the weekend, to Jack taking my cherry, then a minute later, I’d feel pained at the sense that I had this secret I couldn’t tell anyone. So I’d missed those fuck appointments with Kevin. Maybe I’d be able to talk to him about Jack. “Not bad, guy. Only I’m feeling pretty horned up today. Wanna come over and help a serviceman out?” he laughed. Kevin sure was direct about wanting sex: it was something I liked about him. I told him to give me forty five minutes and I’d be there. When I let myself into Kevin’s house and walked into his bedroom, I found someone had beaten me. A nude man knelt at the head of the bed, while my chief warrant officer bud lay face down, his dark-haired head bobbing up and down. He fellated this man with every bit as gusto as he’d sucked my dick, only it looked like mystery man wasn’t hung nearly as big as me, and Kevin used the smaller size to cocksucking advantage, going wild on the hard root. This other man was older, in his late 30s, I’d say, and wasn’t so bad looking. Not in the least. 5’10” if an inch, olive-tan complected, brown hair, ruddy cheeks, deep dark stubble, perfect white smile, face too pretty for the rest of him. He was service as well, I guessed, by his regulation buzz and fighting-fit body. He didn’t have the tight toned build of a teen or 20 something, there was even the hint of a beer belly, but fuck he looked like a man should. Handsome, built, and clearly horny. I heard the suction pop of hard dick being relinquished from a wet mouth. Kevin looked up. “Hey Big Boy, glad you made it. Hope you don’t mind a third joining us today. Glen’s wife cut him off, so he needed a blow job from his direct report,” Kevin’s eyes twinkled mischievously, but my attention was drawn to the shimmer of Glen’s wedding band, as the man ran his hand appreciatively along Kevin’s downy chestnut-colored hair. If I’d been unsure walking in on this scene, my dick was definitely doing the thinking now. “Cool,” I said, as I stripped and as Kevin got back to work. The older Navy man’s eyes followed me as I walked to the bed. I could tell he was appreciative of me, my body, my looks, my cock, and it only became clearer the more he talked. “Hiya,” he greeted me laconically, now corkscrewing his prick into Kevin’s open mouth while he held the man’s head still. “Hey,” I responded stepping up onto the mattress and kneeling between Kevin’s spread legs. Lazily, I ran my hands up the furry backs of his calves and hamstrings, and I watched his round butt grind and hike back appreciatively. Glen sucked in a breath and shut his eyes to savor the pleasure of Kevin’s cocksucking action on his joint, then relaxed them open again. “I don’t mean to be edging in on your territory, kid. I was just horny, and well, Kev and I go way back.” “s’ OK,” I assured, enjoying the buzz growing in my dangling nuts. “We’re not boyfriends.” I’d heard the guys on the team talk about how much they wanted to be in a threesome (with two chicks, of course), but I don’t think I knew before that moment between Kevin Marshall’s legs how much I got turned on by the idea of a m�nage a trois. Like I say, every time I think I’ve reached the pinnacle of sexual euphoria, some new thing comes along to top it. I’m sure I wouldn’t have traded my night with Jack Grant in for this threeway romp, but the situation before me was exciting, unexpected, and nasty as hell. I loved the pure sexual feelings it was bringing out in me. Meanwhile, I surveyed the couple in front of me in anticipation, my new Navy man continued talking. “Wow, kid, you got a cock on you, that’s for sure. Kev suck that for ya? I can’t imagine getting my lips around it, it’s so freaking fat… Yeah, Kev that’s it, gobble that dick. Been sneaking a peak every day at the base for the last month. Waiting for my wife to cut me off, get me so friggin’ worked escort kocaeli up. Yeah, buddy!” Jesus, that man loved to talk. Thing was, he had this sexy, mellow voice that drove me nuts. Sex talk can be cheesy, I suppose, or too much, but the more Glen talked the more I was into it. He continued on, praising Kevin, ordering him, talking about how built I was for a kid my age. It was all good, only I was here to do more than listen to an adulterer’s sex monologue. Scooting down so that my knees rested on the edge of the king-size mattress, I bent down. Hands in front of me, I pried apart Kevin’s masculine, muscular butt. Nice, downy fur lined his ass trench, which at that moment looked damned perfect. I ran my finger tauntingly, which got Kevin to swivel his hips in response. “Gonna fuck ‘im?” Glen asked, sweat now forming on his brow, dripping his face. Never let it be said the man didn’t like a good blow job. “Yeah,” I replied curtly before pressing my face into that hot, deep asstrench in front of me. I licked, probed, and gnawed. I rimmed like I’d been doing it my entire life. I could feel Kevin’s surprise even without hearing his shocked expression muffled by a mouthful of cock. His whole body jumped, startled by my oral explorations of his anus. I laughed inwardly, glad that Jack had taught me new tricks. “Jesus!” Glen cried. “You’re eating that hole out aren’t ya? Kid’s into this shit. Fuck, guy, keep at it, go deeper if ya can, you’re driving Kev wild. Shit, the guy’s taking it out on my prick.” I was turning this married satyr on, but I was driving my chief warrant officer wild. Kevin’s abs tightened and his butt clenched, then relaxed, pushing his opening pucker against my slurping, munching mouth. He was trying to fuck the sheets, desperate to come, but when I figured out what he was trying to do, I circled my hands around to grip his hips tightly. I was gonna be in charge of this show. I don’t know how long I was down there. At one point, Glen cried out in a toe-curling orgasm, but I gathered by the sounds I heard that he kept his dick lodged in Kev’s throat and was now going for seconds. I figured it was time. I knelt up, my boner raging and wet by now. Glen whistled. “Don’t know how you’re holding off, buddy. I just shot watching you down there. That’s some nasty shit. Never thought I’d watch a high school kid do shit like that.” He sawed his cock in and out of Kevin’s mouth at an even pace. If Kevin’s jaw was getting sore from the treatment, he wasn’t letting on. I guess a smaller prick did offer some advantages for a guy sucking dick. “Hell, never thought I’d get turned on by watching this shit. Now you’re gonna fuck him, huh?” I nodded. “Pass me the lube. In the drawer, nightstand next to you,” I ordered. I was almost too horny to speak. “Sure thing,” he replied. He leaned over and fumbled around, finally securing the treasure. I flipped the lid and greased up, while he whistled again, appraising the girth of my erect phallus. “Wouldn’t think you’d need to lube up,” he observed, “not after the slop job you just gave him down there, he must be wetter than a Tijuana whore.” I applied the last of the unctuous gel and looked up. Here was this studly, barrel-chested, married guy, Kevin’s boss, straight-up no-nonsense career Navy guy, and he was getting off on the scene. I knew now where the expression “curse like a sailor” came from, this guy liked to talk dirty and he liked to watch. “Nah,” I calmly answered, pushing my hard prick down at an angle and guiding it toward Kevin’s buns. “It’s too big, can’t breach ‘im without a little grease.” I wondered what Kevin thought about this. Not only being double-teamed but talked about like he was some object, not another man in the room. But when my slick cockhead brushed against his pucker, I felt it flittering like mad, dilating, wanting to be fucked. I knew he was turned on as well. Glen breathed deep, held his breath as he watched me penetrate, then exhaled. “Yeah, guess so. Never seen a cock that fat. Big round fucker, long too. Perfect fucking cock, man. Bet you’re stretching Kev good… oh yeah, shit, kid, you’re hung to really fuck.” All the time alternating between staring me straight into my eyes and gaping at the sight of my stalk burrowing deep into stud butt. So slowly I pushed in. It felt good. Kevin always felt good, but we didn’t get around to fucking much. And now I was alive, tingling from head to toe in lust. Soon my pubes mashed up against Kevin’s hard, fleshy rump. I held still while the man’s asswalls clenched and released, then clenched again. “Damn,” Glen muttered, now pulling his cock out so he could lean forward and get a closer luck. “Don’t know how the guy takes it.” Kevin sucked in air and let out a moan before attacking his boss’s nutsac. I kocaeli anal yapan escort met Glen’s gaze. “Like this,” I said, pulling my hips back then slamming forward back into place. The married stud’s eyes went wide and I could see his heartbeat pound beneath his hairy chest. I repeated my action, and pounded Kevin’s butt again. In the process, my cock plowed over his throbbing prostate, and he moaned and writhed beneath me. Glen moaned, too. I was liking this. I’d gone from third wheel to the center of the show. Kevin humped his beautiful ass back against my deep thrusts. The man took all I gave and wanted more. Glen watched on with eagerness, the blowjob now forgotten. Before when I’d fucked Kevin, I fucked without much finesse, but my head was in a different space now. I thought back to Jack Grant, hell I was reliving our first fuck. Only now I was top man. It was like I was channeling all of Jack’s power and expertise while I rode Kevin Marshall’s tail. The mattress was bouncing up and down like crazy. I wasn’t losing control: the hotness of the whole fuck was that my mind had gotten into this intense groove where I was getting off by holding back and going rough at the same time. This is what it means to top, I reflected. “Aw Jim!” Kevin cried, his face now nearly muffled face down in the pillow. I knew he was feeling intense, since he didn’t call me Big Boy. “Pound my ass, Jim! Feels so fucking hot, where did you learn to fuck like that, guy?” I looked up. Glen’s mouth was agape, his tongue nearly wagging out, panting. He wanted it. I could read it in his face. This married Navy hunk wanted me to fuck him, too. The corner of his mouth turned up in a smile. Maybe it was just from the joy of watching a hot fuck, but I could swear he knew I knew, was answering me back. “Yeah, I want you,” his smile seemed to say. That thought was grinding the gears of my orgasm to a taut pitch. I was gonna explode big and soon. My hips went into overdrive. The pace of fucking sped up, and I groaned as the sounds of sweaty flesh slapping flesh sped up and as the smooth wet friction against my steelhard cock lapped waves of pleasure all the way up to my chest and the back of my neck. Roughly, I grabbed the back of Glen’s head and pulled his upper body toward mine. He didn’t resist, in fact he leaned in and turned his head. Our mouths met, open and eager. I was making out with a married stud twice my age. By now he was frigging his own cock and I felt the first spritz of his second load spray against my nude chest. Then, in that position, I had my first threesome orgasm. Somewhere, along the way, I suppose Kevin shot, too. We all took a second to catch our breath, unable to move. Glen’s arm draped on my shoulder and his head rested against mine, our breathing nearly synchronized. Like some primal biological connection between two mating humans. I enjoyed the clammy warmth of his arm against my shoulder and the hint of stubble against my cheek. Finally, I extracted myself from the older man’s embrace and pulled back. I eased my still tumescent cock from the slick tightness of my fuckbuddy’s rectum. I’d worked my semen up into a white froth and had to admire how much I’d shot. Then I remembered, I’d not so much as jacked off the last week. I’d needed this. I leaned back and noticed that Glen still stood and looked on in admiration. “Christ! You know how to fuck, don’t cha?” “Yeah,” I smirked, taking my prick and flinging a large drop of my aftershock jism onto his chest. We helped Kevin up. He thanked us for a hot time. “Man, Big Boy,” he added, “you went to town just now. I didn’t know you like it so rough.” I blushed, suddenly shy at my performance as piledriving top. What business had I, a high school junior, to pretend I was some porno stud? “Sorry if I got carried away…” I started. Kevin clasped his arms around me in a hug, cutting me short, “It’s OK, Big Boy, I normally like a gentler top, but I have to admit you know what you’re doing. Felt freakin’ fantastic.” He pulled back, gave my lips a quick peck, then added, “Listen, I told Glen this already, but one reason I had you guys both over is that I wanted to see you one last time. Got news Thursday that I’m gonna be transferred in a week.” “Transferred?” I asked, taken aback. Turns out Kevin was moving to San Diego. I knew what we had was casual, but already I knew I was going to miss him. I told him as much. “Gonna miss you, too, Big Boy.” He leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “Thanks for the going away fuck. It was better than I could have hoped.” Then, stepping back, “all right, men, I’m gonna shower off.” “And I gotta get back home,” Glen stated searching for his pants among the pile of discarded clothing on the floor. He started izmit yabancı escort getting dressed as Kevin went into the bathroom. Feeling dehydrated, I went to the kitchen to get some water. When I returned, Glen was back in uniform and was leaning over at Kevin’s dresser, writing on a slip of paper. “Here you go, stud,” he said, slipping the paper in my hand. “Give me a call. I’m pretty green to this, but I’d love to take Big Boy for a ride,” he winked. I still felt lightheaded from the sex, but felt my cock harden at the thought of tapping this Navy man’s butt. His soft, wet lips kissing mine pushed me to downright dizziness. Before leaving, Glen reached down and saw my near-erection. Gripping it, he massaged the rod, trying to close his fingers around the width. “Goddamn, you’re hung,” he muttered, then put his cap on and left into the night air. I picked up my sweatshirt, but realized I was still horny. God, if the guys on the team, could see me. I half shuttered at the shame of being the resident jock faggot, but then laughed when I realized that there’s no way any of them could have pulled off a scene like I did. My chest swelled in pride, and my dick popped back up to full erection. Gently kicking open the door of the bathroom, I pulled back the shower curtain and stepped in. “Fuck, Kev,” I said, circling my arms around his brawny frame, “I’m gonna miss this.” I drew his wet body against mine and nestled my prick in his crack. “You feel great, Big Boy. Only I don’t think I can take it again. You wore me out just now.” “I’ll be gentle this time,” I said lifting his right leg up so I could position my shaft at his still half-dilated hole. I kissed and nibbled at the nape of his neck while I sunk in nice and slow. Kevin responded in a deep cry and leaned back into me. And, yes, I was gentle this time. ************ It was a week later when I got a call from Lt. Grant. “Hey Jim, how are you?” He was calling to make sure I was doing OK. He didn’t say so directly, but I could tell he was feeling guilty for the sex we’d had. I told him I was doing fine but that I was a bit bummed this week. “My fuckbuddy… you know that boardwalk runner I was telling you about? Well, he’s being transferred. Guess I’m gonna face a dry spell if I don’t find another guy soon,” I kidded. Jack laughed. “Jeez, Jim, I wish I’d had your balls when I was your age. Don’t worry: you’re a freakin’ catch, you’re going to be batting the guys away. Hell, you already have one admirer here in DC.” “You?” “Well, yeah, but I was thinking of someone else. I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but you really made an impression on the Major.” I popped an instant hardon. Right there in the middle of my room, as I talked on the phone. Jack must have mistaken my silence for being offended. “I’m sorry, Jim, I shouldn’ta…” I cut him off. “No, Jack, it’s not that. I found the idea…” I looked around to make double sure Dad wasn’t in earshot. “I find the Major hot.” I could almost hear the smile break out on Jack’s face. “You horndog,” he laughed. “Guilty as charged,” I said. “Look, Jack, I shouldn’t have said anything either, the Major’s your guy, I was just, you know, fantasizing.” “Fantasize away, Slugger. I wouldn’t have told you if I was going to be the jealous type.” I wasn’t sure why Jack told me, but I didn’t ask or say anything about it. It felt very heady, having a conversation with another man about desiring his married fuckbuddy. It was a different world than my teammates and buddies were living in. For them it was all very sure and black and white: for all their talk about balling chicks, they dated girls and stayed exclusive, reserving the one-off sex, if they actually got any, to their in-between periods. For me, I was beginning to see a different world, where sex was a powerful, intense bond that had a way of trumping other bonds. I’d sort out the greater implications at a later point. For now, it was one big rush. Jack and I ended our call and I plopped back on my bed, lazily squeezing my erection through my jeans. I thought of Jack, the Major, Kevin and now Glen, and I thought of how much my life had changed in a year. I felt grown up. ************ I did end up hooking up with Glen, one-on-one this time. Dad was out of town for the week for work, so I pulled out the well-worn slip of paper and invited the married Navy man over. Glen made sure I knew this was a one-shot deal for him, but I wouldn’t complain. The sex was super hot. We made out like mad on the couch, then went to my bedroom where I fucked him. Twice. He was so tight it almost hurt my cock, and we definitely had to take our time to work my thick inches into him. But the slow pace made it worth it, cause in the end we both shot off like geysers. I know it felt forbidden fucking a guy old enough to be my father. I think he got off on it, too, being taken by a big-dicked highschool athlete. So much so that I wondered if he had boys of his own. All I know is that my bedsheets were drenched, so I tossed them in the wash before the stains set. ************ (to be cont.)

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