Toby took his time with his tongue, tracing the outline of the Marine’s nipple,
puffing his hot breath on it and then blowing cool air to tease. He could hear
Chris’ breath hitch and could feel his cock twitch against his, as he pressed
in harder into Chris’ hips.
“Mmmmmm, Toby…you’re a fucking tease.”
Chris roughly pulled Toby’s head up, and slammed their mouths together. Their
tongues fought, as Toby lay atop Chris, his legs mimicking climbing as he scrambled
up the other man’s body, the leather of Toby’s military issue boots scraping
up against the Marine’s.
Finally pulling back, Toby smiled as he gasped for air. Chris returned the gesture,
his feral smile glinting with white teeth, almost snarling as he then rolled
Toby over. Toby lay on his back in the middle of the bed, resting on his elbows.
Chris turned to sit on the edge of the bed and quickly unlaced his boots. Taking
the cue, Toby rushed to sit up and get his off too.
Chris kicked off the last boot and spun around in the bed to catch Toby around
the waist. He suckled on Toby’s neck, just above the collarbone. Toby, still
out of breath, sighed loudly. Chris pressed him back to lie on the bed and finally
pulled the blonde’s slacks down his hips and off, tossing them to the ground.
Chris pulled off Toby’s socks one at a time and flung them over his shoulder,
all the way across the room. Toby laughed at the site of each sock being tossed.
“You’re good at that.”
Chris laughed and stood up. He quickly removed his slacks and came back to Toby.
Chris laid on the bed, holding himself up over Toby with one arm, and traced
Toby’s clavicle with the other hand. Smiling down at Toby, Chris faced softened…and
then turned serious as he pulled his body atop Toby’s. Chris was now holding
himself up with both arms and lowered his body down to grind his hardening dick
into Toby’s. Only the thin cotton of their underwear separated the two men.
Chris continued humping Toby, leaning down to kiss the Sailor over and over
again. The deep makeout session continued as Chris was now lying in a prone
position on top of Toby. Both men’s cocks were hard and precum was oozing through
the cotton.
“You feel so good, Toby…” Chris whispered breathlessly. He took one hand and
pushed it into Toby’s underwear, grabbing hold of Toby’s hot dick and rubbing
the precum around the head.
“Fuck…Chris…,” Toby hissed loudly as he bit into Chris’ shoulder. Chris slipped
his hand farther down, gripping Toby’s cock roughly, and rubbing up and down
the shaft. Toby then began moaning loudly and bucking his hips, burying his
head into Chris’ neck to muffle his cries.
Toby could hear Chris pulling at the drawer of the beside table, no doubt looking
for lube of some sort. Toby pulled at Chris’ face and the Marine turned his
head back to kiss Toby again. Giving up on the search, Chris thrust his tongue
deep into Toby’s mouth, sucking hard and pulling the breath from his lungs.
Toby gasped for air, his head turning to the side. Chris continued kissing his
neck, and worked his way down Toby’s chest, stopping just above the waistband
of Toby’s underwear.
Staring up at Toby with hooded eyes behind his fierce brow, Chris took his teeth
and pulled at the waistband, pulling the sides down with his fingers. Toby raised
his hips just enough for Chris to pull them off. Chris quickly pulled his own
off and worked his way in between Toby’s legs. Toby said nothing and just watched
as the Marine took his first swipe against Toby’s dick with his tongue.
“Oh my god…”
Chris chuckled as he continued his teasing licks, swiping his tongue along the
shaft but purposely avoiding the head. He reached for Toby’s balls and held
them in his hand, massaging as he finally took Toby’s aching cock into his mouth.
“Fuck!” Toby gasped loudly. Again Chris chuckled, but this time Toby felt the
movement from the other man’s throat on his dick.
Chris began pumping his head up and down Toby’s cock, Toby throwing his head
back onto the pillows, moaning. Chris reached up and stuck his fingers into
Toby’s mouth. Toby sucked on them and muffled his moans. Chris then slipped
his hand down and pressed a finger into Toby.
“JESUS!” Toby cried out.
Chris continued sucking Toby’s dick, and working Toby, easing another finger
in. Just as Chris could tell Toby was getting close to coming, he pulled back.
“Arrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhh…” Toby cursed, as his fingers grabbed the loose sheets.
Chris came up and kissed Toby deeply, and Toby could hear Chris finally get
the drawer open and pull something out. Chris pulled back and stared down into
Toby’s eyes and said, “Roll over. Now.”
Toby’s eyes widened as he saw a small bottle in Chris hands. He quickly complied
to the command, rolling over onto his forearms, his round ass in the air.
Chris opened the bottle and he poured a bit of the oil into his hands. He rubbed
the silky oil onto his rock hard dick, and moaned softly. Toby glanced back
over his shoulder and watched as Chris then poured a drop of oil onto Toby’s
ass, the oil gliding down as Chris rubbed it in, sliding his hand between the
cheeks.
“Fuck me, Chris,” Toby pleaded.
Chris couldn’t wait any longer as he thrust the head of his dick into Toby’s
ass. Toby cried out so Chris quickly stopped.
“No…no…don’t stop…fuck me…” Toby begged.
Chris finally pressed the full length of his cock deep into Toby’s ass. Toby
moaned deeply as Chris began thrusting in and out, slowly at first and working
his way to a steady rythym. He leaned over Toby’s back, biting into Toby’s neck
and sucking hard, wanting to leave his mark.
“Yessssssss…” Toby sighed, his breath hitching with every thrust.
Chris then grabbed hold of the headboard above Toby with both hands as his thrusts
became harder and deeper. Chris angled his dick so it would rub against Toby’s
prostate with every push.
“Ohmygod, ohmygod…” Toby cried.
Toby took hold of his own dick and pumped hard, keeping in time with the pounding
of Chris’ dick into his ass.
“Oh god…Tobyyyyy…” Chris moaned, the bed slamming up against the wall as he
fucked Toby hard. He was close. “I’m gonna come Toby…I’m gonna come…”
Toby’s eyes were closed, his head pushed down on the bed as he focused on his
own hand and the Marine’s sweaty body on top of him, the feeling of the man’s
hard dick slamming up against his prostate, sending Toby over the moon. He heard
the shelves on the wall above the bed rattle as the bed hit the wall again…and
again…and again.
Things were falling off the shelves, spilling onto the bedside table, and Chris
body began to spasm. Toby felt his orgasm near and finally hit him, the hot
semen spilling out onto his hands as he heard Chris cry out:
“Oh my GOD…I LOVE this man!”
Toby’s body twitched and collapsed to the bed. ‘What is he SAYING?’ Toby thought
to himself as he started to panic. “Wh…WHAT?” he uttered out loud.
Chris was now lying flat on Toby’s back, and Toby could feel a chuckle spread
through the Marine’s body. Finally laughing out loud, Chris asked, “Wow. I move
FAST, don’t I?” He was finally cracking up with laughter.
His laughter becoming infectious, but leaving Toby still confused, the blonde
just laughed nervously.
“That didn’t come out right,” Chris laughed into Toby’s ear. “I probably scared
the shit out of you, huh?”
Thinking about where Chris dick still remained, Toby finally had to laugh himself.
“I don’t think that’s physically possible right now, Chris.”
“Oh, that’s SO wrong Toby…so wrong,” Chris laughed as he pressed a kiss onto
the back of Toby’s neck and slowly pulled out. Flopping onto the bed, Toby rolled
over to look at him.
Chris smiled and leaned over to pick up something on the bedside table that
fell off one of the wall shelves. “I was talking about this.”
Toby tried to focus his eyes, but he was still reeling from his orgasm so his
vision was blurry. “Wh…what is it?”
“Opium,” Chris replied slyly, as he held up a small pipe. “When I said, ‘I love
this man’ I meant my buddy…for leaving this shit where I could find it!”
“Opium? Oh, wow…”
Chris began to fumble through the mess they had made. “Where’s his stuff…oh
man…if you thought THAT fucking was good, Toby, just wait until we get off on
*this* shit!”