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EVENTS Orlando, FL
INFORMATION FOR LIFE I
INFORMATION FOR LIFE II
QUOTES
GAY STORIES I
GAY STORIES II
GAY STORIES III
GAY STORIES IV
GAY STORIES V
GAY STORIES VI
GAY STORIES VII
GAY STORIES VIII
GAY STORIES VIIII
GAY STORIES X
DIRTY JOKES I
DIRYT JOKES II
DIRTY JOKES III
DIRTY JOKES IV
DIRTY JOKES V
DIRTY JOKES VI
NAUGHTY HUMOR I
NAUGHTY HUMOR II
NAUGHTY HUMOR III
CARTOONS
IMAGES
MY FAVORITE LINKS
MORE STORIES I
MORE STORIES II
MORE STORIES III
MORE STORIES IV
MORE STORIES V
MORE STORIES VI
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| GAY STORIES VII |
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 Hellbent - for - Leathernecks The day started out as usual. I woke up at 5:45, jumped out of bed and dove toward the alarm clock to shut it off. Awakening to an electronic device is unnatural to me, so I find myself nearly destroying the alarm clock almost every morning. I went in to take my morning piss, shaved, and brushed my teeth. I then got dressed in my cammies, the daily uniform of the Marine Corps. I am always the first one up, and dressed as my roomates are lazy and are usually late in getting up and started. For some reason, I was unusually horny that morning, and I kept staring at both of my roomates, two of the best looking Marines you could ever want to be with. Lance Corporal Baker, a big, beefy, well-built Marine stud who is from Texas, and PFC Rayfield, an equally big n' beefy stud who is from Alabama. Baker is blonde, blue eyed, and Rayfield has brown hair and brown eyes, both are drop-dead adorable and leathally gorgeous. Anyway, I found myself looking at their asses every few seconds. I couldn't help it. I just couldn't stop. Everyday is a chore for me to maintain my sanity. I must always be aware of what's going on around me, or I'll end up spilling my seed all over the Marine I'm lusting after at the moment. Believe me, the Marine Corps's recruiters know exactly what the Corps needs, and they do a fine job in selecting their recruits to continue the traditions of the Marine Corps. They know which ones to seek in the schools, malls, and baseball stadiums. Hell, I bet 90 percent of the recruiters themselves are lusting after each hot stud they seek out. It's a must in my opinion, because the Corps is full of hot-muscled, deadly beautiful, beefy, manly, jarhead studs. The day is as usual until I return from a hard sweaty days work to find both of my roomates sitting in the room drinking beer, and watching a good porno movie. Their eyes are glued to the cunt on the screen being battered by manmeat. I watch them watch a long cock saw in and out of a screaming whores big juicey pussy. I watch their facial expressions, their smirks of lust, their lustful laughter. I continue for what seems like forever watching them as they become increasingly intoxicated by the beer that they're consuming like pigs. I let myself get hard, I pretend to be interested in watching a bitch's face get splattered with man seed, white, yummy and creamy. I had to get up, I had to go relieve myself, so I went into the bathroom to jerk off with the fresh imagery that was ever-so-vividly, blinding my mind. While I was in there abusing my own cock with forceful pumps of jerk off pleasure, I heard banging on the door, and I jumped quickly off the toilet and waddled with my pants around my ankles to go lock the door, but it was too late. I was hit with the door as Rayfield burst into the bathroom to "investigate". He was laughing at me, and called Baker in to see me on the deck with my pants around my ankles and my fist around my huge, hard cock. There we were all three of us in the bathroom, a tiny room with only a shower stall and a toilet for crapping, pissing, and jerking off. Two drunk Marines and myself, lightly buzzed, all of us horny, and with the need to get off. Rayfield immediately whiped his cock out, and began jacking off. Baker followed his lead, and began to masturbate as well. Wow, three masturbating Marine studs. I couldn't take it any longer, and I jumped up off the floor and dove onto Rayfield's huge prick. I sucked that thang' til I couldn't do it no more! I tasted his manly cock, smelled his manly scent, and savored the taste of his salty piece of man meat. Saliva ran out the sides of my occupied oral cavity. I whimpered as Ray pounded my face in with lustfull furry. I let him gag me with his dick. Meanwhile Baker was ate up with a shit-faced grin and lustful abandon as he palmed his meat. I continued sucking on Ray's dick a little longer until Baker decided he was gonna take control and attempt to invade me. He came from behind as I was on my hands and knees being face-fucked by this masculine, moaning stud in front of me. I felt fingers trying to get inside of me. I then felt a huge wad of spit hit my hole, then another and once again, another warm drippy gob of Marine spit. It felt good, slimy and slick. I loved the feeling of having a jarhead's spit lube up my fucking fuck hole. I then felt Bakers fingers again, this time prying their way into my ass. He fingered me like I was his slut, he fingered the hell out of me as I moaned and wimpered like a animal. I was their bitch on the floor in the bathroom, I was theirs to abuse and use like a fucking rug. I wanted them to humiliate me and fuck me so damn hard. I felt Baker fingering me still, moaning and cursing at me like a dirty whore, all the while being pummled by Ray's big, veiney, hard dick. Boy did I love this. I was in heaven's bathhouse. I was with my fellow Marines. I felt the fingers slip out one by one, and then a few seconds later I felt the big piece of dick steel enter my asshole. He didn't take any time to see if I was alright or anything, he rammed home like a machine. He was a finely tuned, well-oiled, manly Marine Machine. The senstations of his cock sawing inside and out of me were imense. I couldn't handle anymore, being butt-fucked by Beefy Baker and raped in the face by Rayfield, I soon felt my jism tearing it's way through my dick tube and all of a sudden my creamy, warm, white, thick, ropy, gobby, manly Marine cum tore it's way so forcefully out of my dick and splattered all over the floor and all over Ray's feet. I was in sexual shock, that was one of the most intense orgasms I've ever experienced. My guts were being battered and abused, and my mouth was being violated, all this created violent contractions within my cock and I had orgasm after orgasm, after intense orgasm. The feeling was one of great, lustfull pleasure mixed with pain and even happiness. It wasn't but a few seconds later that I felt Ray's cum came ripping through my oral cavity in torrents. I loved the boy's cum inside me, I loved tasting the dick cum that he produced. It was warm and bitter tasting, and thick as hell. I slurped it all up and swished it around in my mouth for a while before slowly swallowing it all the way down, savoring every last drop. After Ray's load, Big Baker's load let loose. He was pumping away, moaning and grunting like a bull as he continued to curse me like the floor bound bitch that I was. He cursed me the whole time, even while his load tore my insides to pieces with aching pleasure. As the cum flooded my manly cavern, he continued pumping me, hurting me and making me moan like an abused bitch. He pulled out, and cum came a' floodin' out like swiftly raging rapids. He slapped my ass one good time and whiped his dick off on my bath towel. He laughed and then proceeded to spit on my ass as I was getting up to clean myself. I looked at him and he looked at me, and Ray was watching us and we all stood there and burst out in uncontrolable laughter and I knew then that I surely was "Hellbent for Leathernecks"...... |
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