Whiskey And A Smoke Part VI Night After the Concert
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I lay there with Aden behind me in the spooning position. I felt the hardness of his cock as he slid it up and down between my meaty buttocks. I felt the heat of his breath on the back of my neck and my ear. I felt myself hardening again. He seemed hesitant to slip inside me. I turned my head as far as it could go so that I could see his face, his massive left arm wrapped around me, holding me in place.
He looked at me as if he were in complete agony with desire. I knew then that he did not want to hurt me. I let myself relax, inviting him to do with me as he pleased.
He stopped grinding against me and reached his left hand up to cup my right cheek and bring my face closer to his. He kissed me so deeply I felt dizzy, his tongue swirling and probing inside my mouth, his powerful lungs pushing my breath back into mine. I was in ecstasy. His rough beard sc****d my neck and shoulder as he kissed my eye and the side of my face from behind me. His large hand cradling my head. I moaned with pleasure, wanting him to penetrate me, to make love to me. I was so full of desire I felt as if I were going insane.
"Aden." I said softly.
"Yeah?" he replied in a breathy deep voice, almost a moan.
"Go ahead." I said. "It's okay."
He stopped moving, it even seemed like he stopped breathing. He was torn, I could tell. He rolled away from me and lay there on his back staring at the ceiling.
"I'm not that drunk Coop." He said.
My heart seemed to stop dead in my chest. My throat became dry. I nodded my head and looked down at my feet.
"I've fooled around with other marines a few times but never...that.... He trailed off.
I felt an instant rush of relief. Hope even.
"This is different though Coop. This ain't just relieving pressure. If we do this, I might not be able to just forget it happened." he admitted. "You've always been there for me Cody. Through everything. One thing I knew while overseas was that I could always count on a letter from you every mail call, even when Miranda didn't write me. the guys even joked that you were my boyfriend. That made me feel strange Coop, but also good. You are the only constant in my life. I wont be able to treat this causally Coop. If we do this, we do it and you decide to stay with Allie I would....die."
He stared at the ceiling, and tears slid across his sideburns to his ears.
"It's always been you and me Cody, and if we do this, I can't turn back. I'm tired of being used up and thrown away, by the USMC, by Miranda, by my own fucking brother. I couldn't take being done that way by you. So make sure this is what you want. I need you, and I think you need me too."
I felt tears forming in my eyes. I smiled and looked at him and said as mockingly as I could "I wish I could quit you."
We both burst into hysterical laughter. He grabbed for me and I rolled out of the way and took off running through the door into the hallway and out to the living room. His heavy footsteps getting louder as he gained on me.
He grabbed me and spun me around and held me close.
"Very funny asshole. You callin' me a queer?"
"I squirmed under the pressure of his arms wrapped around me. I was pretty muscular, but nowhere near his level. He was strong as shit, but not overly muscled. He was perfect.
"I'm just sayin' you suck a mean dick!" I said, straining as he squeezed tighter.
"Oh yeah?" he said, letting me go and pushing down on my shoulders until I was on my knees. "Lets see how funny it is when you figure out that you like it too."
He stood over me, his generous and thick cock pointed at my face. He grabbed it with his right hand and directed it towards my lips. I stared at the veins, at the heaviness of his manhood, the thick pinkish-red head of his cock peeking through his foreskin. I greedily took him in my hands and stuck the tip of my tongue onto his peeking piss hole. I ran it back and forth, feeling my tongue push his foreskin back slightly, taking in the salty sweetness of his pre-cum. I used my left hand to stroke him, realizing that I needed both hands to jerk this massive meat, I began to jerk him until his glans was bright red and too swollen to retreat back into the foreskin, which was now snug around his wide shaft. I let my tongue glide over the area where his head ended and the skin began. I looked up at him, his face a contorted masterpiece of pleasure that almost resembled pain.
Then I took him into my mouth. The velvety smooth skin of his head was heavenly, I could smell his sweat, his odor, the odor of a man. With long deliberate strokes I engulfed his meat with my mouth. Up, down, left, right. I rolled my tongue around his meat furiously and gently sc****d the head with my teeth.. he seemed to enjoy that because he sort of lost his balance a bit and jerked forward. His abdominal muscles were going crazy, his pecs were in a constant alternation between flexed and relaxed. Crystalline beads of sweat moistened his chest hair, which I reached up to wipe in. He looked amazing wet.
I bobbed my head and sucked as hard as I could. he reached for the back of my head and pulled me to him, His throbbing cock pushing past the back of my throat as he forced his pelvic area into my face. I gagged and felt tears fill my eyes. I could not breathe, yet I hungrily pulled his muscular butt toward me, forcing him down my eager throat. He grunted and looked down at me, an evil snarl on his handsome chiseled face and pulled himself out of my throat. His cock dripping with mucus and saliva, was so shiny and beautiful. I let go of him, my hands hitting the floor, I was now on all fours. Hacking and coughing and gasping for breath, but wanting the smooth pulsing cock back in my mouth.
I looked up at him, he was panting and smiling. Leaning down, he pulled my face up and kissed me, probing for the taste of his own cock. He licked his lips and stood again.
Running a hand across his damp rock hard chest and wiping his forehead with the other, he helped me up and led me to the sofa where he sat me down. He stepped up onto the sofa, I felt the cushions shift under his weight. He held his hands against the wall and squatted, his legs bending until his dangling
dripping cock was as close to my mouth as he could get it. I took the hint and craned my neck just enough to line up with the pulsating pendulum of meat. He sank into my mouth, then my throat as I relaxed. I looked up, he back of my head now touching the wall, to see this massive beautiful sweaty man, his forehead and hands pressed against the wall, as he began to fuck my face. He pounded my head furiously as I grabbed hold of his meaty but cheeks and pulled him to me harder. He grunted like a mad man as he thrust himself in and out of my neck. I forgot who I was, where I was, there was only him, and the slightly painful sensation of my throat muscles, vocal chords and all being rubbed raw by smooth hot cock flesh.
He began grunting louder and faster in rhythm with his thrusts. I could hear things falling in the room behind me. He stopped lifted his left leg up onto the back of the couch, pulled out of my mouth to let me breathe and ran the tip of his cock across my lips. I licked him, pulled his foreskin a bit and took the head gently in my mouth. I wiggled my tongue side to side on the underside of it. I felt him shudder. Thick ribbons of salty cum shot onto my tongue. His hands pressed firmly against the sides of my head, he let out a roar as he kept cumming. Twelve spasms at least sent rope after rope of his nectar into my mouth. I felt it slide down the back of my throat and let it all in. I pictured it filling up my belly to the brim, continued to suck as he moaned. I wanted every drop.
He looked down at me as I wiped my lips with the back of my hand.
"Sheeeeiiiittt!" he said, breathing heavily. He hopped down off of the couch and grabbed my hand stopping to admire my body, he shook his head in approval and touched my chest, my shoulders, my abs and then he grabbed my buttocks, pulling me close and looking me in the eye. He said nothing, but he didn't have to say anything. I felt the his spent and wet cock against my thigh.
He led me to his room, walked over to the dresser stepping over the picture frames that we knocked from the wall. He fished a bottle of lubricant out of one of the smaller drawers and popped the cap. He walked toward me biting his lower lip and pouring the lube out into the palm of his left hand. He tossed the bottle to the side, pushed me onto the bed and swept his lube dripping hand up the crack of my ass all the way up to my balls.
I felt an odd pressure as I closed my eyes and realized that there was a finger inside me. I nearly went insane, a bit of drool slid down the side of my mouth as I lay there, my back arched and my legs lifting me slightly to hive him better access ad he played with my anus. The feeling was indescribable I felt myself nearing orgasm, my mouth wide open in pleasure. He waited until I was nearly about to explode to stop. He looked at me, rubbing the remainder of the lube onto his cock, he had to be sore by now, but he stroked hard and slow.
He inched his way toward me, lifting my legs up as far as they could go, hell, my ass was off the bed. I felt deep pressure and then a searing pain. He gently and slowly eased his semi-hard dick into my asshole. Slowly, carefully he slid in deeper. My brain sorting through signals of pain and pleasure, I looked at him. he was watching my face carefully, no doubt seeing if I was in too much pain so he could adjust. The more I winced, the gentler and slower he filled me. He kissed my left calf muscle tenderly. I felt him getting wider, my sphincter now only aching with a dull throbbing. I felt myself stretching slowly. The pressure was almost unbearable.
He began to rock his hips back and forth, slowly at first, then faster, greedier. Soon I heard the slapping of flesh against flesh as he pumped. I felt tiny tearing sensations as he then gyrated his hips. I wanted him to stop, I wanted him to fuck me harder. My mind was a haze. I had no idea what I wanted besides him and this moment.
He stopped and positioned me so that I was lying with my weight on my neck and shoulders, my back off the bed and him standing over me. He held my thighs in place, my chin dug into my chest. He lowered himself inside me slowly so that I could see him slip inside me slowly. His muscles rippled as he squatted up and down, his now hard cock plunging deep, disappearing into my hole. He used the bounciness of the bed to his advantage, thrusting down hard and letting the mattress bounce me back up around his cock. Sweat rained down on me, salty perfume. His head was lifted up and back as he growled and moaned, the deep sexy sound of his voice bouncing off the ceiling and back to my ears. He picked up the pace as I moaned and whimpered in pure pleasure.
My throbbing cock had grown larger and harder than it ever had before, the way I was doubled over almost made it seem possible for me to suck myself. Aden must have seen me staring at my cock and he pushed down on my thighs, my midsection felt like I was being folded almost in half. Drops of pre-cum fell onto my chin.
Between Aden's muscular body pounding away at me and my red swollen cock dripping in my face I exploded. I twisted a bit and screamed as my cock sent missiles of cum all over my face, in my eyes and mouth. Aden's thrusts amplified the orgasm, his cock was rubbing in short even strokes against a special spot inside me. He began to moan loudly and soon I felt the heat of his cum shooting deep into me. It felt so amazing, I wanted that feeling to warm my guts deep inside. He pressed down so hard I felt as if my hips would crack. He pulled out his meat and wiped the last drop of his cum onto his finger and smeared it onto my forehead, smiling. He collapsed beside me and through his labored breathing he murmured "That means you're mine." I had been marked.
I rolled over and threw my arm around him, resting my head on his heaving sweaty chest. I could still see the definition in his pecs through the soft covering of glistening hair. I ran my fingers through it, kissed him on his nipple, and drifted into the best sleep I had ever had in his arms.
He looked at me as if he were in complete agony with desire. I knew then that he did not want to hurt me. I let myself relax, inviting him to do with me as he pleased.
He stopped grinding against me and reached his left hand up to cup my right cheek and bring my face closer to his. He kissed me so deeply I felt dizzy, his tongue swirling and probing inside my mouth, his powerful lungs pushing my breath back into mine. I was in ecstasy. His rough beard sc****d my neck and shoulder as he kissed my eye and the side of my face from behind me. His large hand cradling my head. I moaned with pleasure, wanting him to penetrate me, to make love to me. I was so full of desire I felt as if I were going insane.
"Aden." I said softly.
"Yeah?" he replied in a breathy deep voice, almost a moan.
"Go ahead." I said. "It's okay."
He stopped moving, it even seemed like he stopped breathing. He was torn, I could tell. He rolled away from me and lay there on his back staring at the ceiling.
"I'm not that drunk Coop." He said.
My heart seemed to stop dead in my chest. My throat became dry. I nodded my head and looked down at my feet.
"I've fooled around with other marines a few times but never...that.... He trailed off.
I felt an instant rush of relief. Hope even.
"This is different though Coop. This ain't just relieving pressure. If we do this, I might not be able to just forget it happened." he admitted. "You've always been there for me Cody. Through everything. One thing I knew while overseas was that I could always count on a letter from you every mail call, even when Miranda didn't write me. the guys even joked that you were my boyfriend. That made me feel strange Coop, but also good. You are the only constant in my life. I wont be able to treat this causally Coop. If we do this, we do it and you decide to stay with Allie I would....die."
He stared at the ceiling, and tears slid across his sideburns to his ears.
"It's always been you and me Cody, and if we do this, I can't turn back. I'm tired of being used up and thrown away, by the USMC, by Miranda, by my own fucking brother. I couldn't take being done that way by you. So make sure this is what you want. I need you, and I think you need me too."
I felt tears forming in my eyes. I smiled and looked at him and said as mockingly as I could "I wish I could quit you."
We both burst into hysterical laughter. He grabbed for me and I rolled out of the way and took off running through the door into the hallway and out to the living room. His heavy footsteps getting louder as he gained on me.
He grabbed me and spun me around and held me close.
"Very funny asshole. You callin' me a queer?"
"I squirmed under the pressure of his arms wrapped around me. I was pretty muscular, but nowhere near his level. He was strong as shit, but not overly muscled. He was perfect.
"I'm just sayin' you suck a mean dick!" I said, straining as he squeezed tighter.
"Oh yeah?" he said, letting me go and pushing down on my shoulders until I was on my knees. "Lets see how funny it is when you figure out that you like it too."
He stood over me, his generous and thick cock pointed at my face. He grabbed it with his right hand and directed it towards my lips. I stared at the veins, at the heaviness of his manhood, the thick pinkish-red head of his cock peeking through his foreskin. I greedily took him in my hands and stuck the tip of my tongue onto his peeking piss hole. I ran it back and forth, feeling my tongue push his foreskin back slightly, taking in the salty sweetness of his pre-cum. I used my left hand to stroke him, realizing that I needed both hands to jerk this massive meat, I began to jerk him until his glans was bright red and too swollen to retreat back into the foreskin, which was now snug around his wide shaft. I let my tongue glide over the area where his head ended and the skin began. I looked up at him, his face a contorted masterpiece of pleasure that almost resembled pain.
Then I took him into my mouth. The velvety smooth skin of his head was heavenly, I could smell his sweat, his odor, the odor of a man. With long deliberate strokes I engulfed his meat with my mouth. Up, down, left, right. I rolled my tongue around his meat furiously and gently sc****d the head with my teeth.. he seemed to enjoy that because he sort of lost his balance a bit and jerked forward. His abdominal muscles were going crazy, his pecs were in a constant alternation between flexed and relaxed. Crystalline beads of sweat moistened his chest hair, which I reached up to wipe in. He looked amazing wet.
I bobbed my head and sucked as hard as I could. he reached for the back of my head and pulled me to him, His throbbing cock pushing past the back of my throat as he forced his pelvic area into my face. I gagged and felt tears fill my eyes. I could not breathe, yet I hungrily pulled his muscular butt toward me, forcing him down my eager throat. He grunted and looked down at me, an evil snarl on his handsome chiseled face and pulled himself out of my throat. His cock dripping with mucus and saliva, was so shiny and beautiful. I let go of him, my hands hitting the floor, I was now on all fours. Hacking and coughing and gasping for breath, but wanting the smooth pulsing cock back in my mouth.
I looked up at him, he was panting and smiling. Leaning down, he pulled my face up and kissed me, probing for the taste of his own cock. He licked his lips and stood again.
Running a hand across his damp rock hard chest and wiping his forehead with the other, he helped me up and led me to the sofa where he sat me down. He stepped up onto the sofa, I felt the cushions shift under his weight. He held his hands against the wall and squatted, his legs bending until his dangling
dripping cock was as close to my mouth as he could get it. I took the hint and craned my neck just enough to line up with the pulsating pendulum of meat. He sank into my mouth, then my throat as I relaxed. I looked up, he back of my head now touching the wall, to see this massive beautiful sweaty man, his forehead and hands pressed against the wall, as he began to fuck my face. He pounded my head furiously as I grabbed hold of his meaty but cheeks and pulled him to me harder. He grunted like a mad man as he thrust himself in and out of my neck. I forgot who I was, where I was, there was only him, and the slightly painful sensation of my throat muscles, vocal chords and all being rubbed raw by smooth hot cock flesh.
He began grunting louder and faster in rhythm with his thrusts. I could hear things falling in the room behind me. He stopped lifted his left leg up onto the back of the couch, pulled out of my mouth to let me breathe and ran the tip of his cock across my lips. I licked him, pulled his foreskin a bit and took the head gently in my mouth. I wiggled my tongue side to side on the underside of it. I felt him shudder. Thick ribbons of salty cum shot onto my tongue. His hands pressed firmly against the sides of my head, he let out a roar as he kept cumming. Twelve spasms at least sent rope after rope of his nectar into my mouth. I felt it slide down the back of my throat and let it all in. I pictured it filling up my belly to the brim, continued to suck as he moaned. I wanted every drop.
He looked down at me as I wiped my lips with the back of my hand.
"Sheeeeiiiittt!" he said, breathing heavily. He hopped down off of the couch and grabbed my hand stopping to admire my body, he shook his head in approval and touched my chest, my shoulders, my abs and then he grabbed my buttocks, pulling me close and looking me in the eye. He said nothing, but he didn't have to say anything. I felt the his spent and wet cock against my thigh.
He led me to his room, walked over to the dresser stepping over the picture frames that we knocked from the wall. He fished a bottle of lubricant out of one of the smaller drawers and popped the cap. He walked toward me biting his lower lip and pouring the lube out into the palm of his left hand. He tossed the bottle to the side, pushed me onto the bed and swept his lube dripping hand up the crack of my ass all the way up to my balls.
I felt an odd pressure as I closed my eyes and realized that there was a finger inside me. I nearly went insane, a bit of drool slid down the side of my mouth as I lay there, my back arched and my legs lifting me slightly to hive him better access ad he played with my anus. The feeling was indescribable I felt myself nearing orgasm, my mouth wide open in pleasure. He waited until I was nearly about to explode to stop. He looked at me, rubbing the remainder of the lube onto his cock, he had to be sore by now, but he stroked hard and slow.
He inched his way toward me, lifting my legs up as far as they could go, hell, my ass was off the bed. I felt deep pressure and then a searing pain. He gently and slowly eased his semi-hard dick into my asshole. Slowly, carefully he slid in deeper. My brain sorting through signals of pain and pleasure, I looked at him. he was watching my face carefully, no doubt seeing if I was in too much pain so he could adjust. The more I winced, the gentler and slower he filled me. He kissed my left calf muscle tenderly. I felt him getting wider, my sphincter now only aching with a dull throbbing. I felt myself stretching slowly. The pressure was almost unbearable.
He began to rock his hips back and forth, slowly at first, then faster, greedier. Soon I heard the slapping of flesh against flesh as he pumped. I felt tiny tearing sensations as he then gyrated his hips. I wanted him to stop, I wanted him to fuck me harder. My mind was a haze. I had no idea what I wanted besides him and this moment.
He stopped and positioned me so that I was lying with my weight on my neck and shoulders, my back off the bed and him standing over me. He held my thighs in place, my chin dug into my chest. He lowered himself inside me slowly so that I could see him slip inside me slowly. His muscles rippled as he squatted up and down, his now hard cock plunging deep, disappearing into my hole. He used the bounciness of the bed to his advantage, thrusting down hard and letting the mattress bounce me back up around his cock. Sweat rained down on me, salty perfume. His head was lifted up and back as he growled and moaned, the deep sexy sound of his voice bouncing off the ceiling and back to my ears. He picked up the pace as I moaned and whimpered in pure pleasure.
My throbbing cock had grown larger and harder than it ever had before, the way I was doubled over almost made it seem possible for me to suck myself. Aden must have seen me staring at my cock and he pushed down on my thighs, my midsection felt like I was being folded almost in half. Drops of pre-cum fell onto my chin.
Between Aden's muscular body pounding away at me and my red swollen cock dripping in my face I exploded. I twisted a bit and screamed as my cock sent missiles of cum all over my face, in my eyes and mouth. Aden's thrusts amplified the orgasm, his cock was rubbing in short even strokes against a special spot inside me. He began to moan loudly and soon I felt the heat of his cum shooting deep into me. It felt so amazing, I wanted that feeling to warm my guts deep inside. He pressed down so hard I felt as if my hips would crack. He pulled out his meat and wiped the last drop of his cum onto his finger and smeared it onto my forehead, smiling. He collapsed beside me and through his labored breathing he murmured "That means you're mine." I had been marked.
I rolled over and threw my arm around him, resting my head on his heaving sweaty chest. I could still see the definition in his pecs through the soft covering of glistening hair. I ran my fingers through it, kissed him on his nipple, and drifted into the best sleep I had ever had in his arms.
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