He had moved in with Chuck, a chain smoker and that was driving him up the wall. He couldn’t stand second hand smoke. His sinuses were a mess from it. He looked down at his black combat boots as they hit the cold pavement. He felt so lost. At least he was employed. That was good. But Mr. B was on another trip, his plane left today for
All eyes were on him as he entered. He felt like fresh meat. He was fresh meat. This was a new experience for him. Now he knew how girls felt when they entered a bar alone. He was being sized up by everyone. At least he was a Marine he thought. He was capable of defending himself. He had killed people with his own hands. At least that is what he thought to himself to make himself feel better about the situation. But as he looked at some of the tougher looking guys in leather, he shrank a bit inside. They just looked scary to him. They looked as if they could take quite a bit of pain and not flinch. No, they looked as if they could take the pain and enjoy it, or even get turned on by it. Now, that was a scary thought.
“Well, well, Adonis. Where have you been all of my life?”, purred one admirer leaning closer with his chin on one hand.
“Well, I never!”, said the rejected twink to his supportive cadre of pals.
He hollered and tried to fight them, but he was sorely outnumbered. He would land maybe one good punch, but then there was another guy right there to hit him back and grab that arm. He was going to lose to these twink freaks. They were berating him too saying things like; just who the hell did he think he was to turn them down? They intended to have their way with him and were busy stripping him of his clothes. He screamed continually, but despaired of help. Who would have thought that a Marine like him would fall victim to a group of skinny kids? My god he thought, what would Pete say?
Just when he had lost all hope, he heard a dog barking and a voice say “Hey you kids, what are you doing there? Knock it off, or I am calling the police on my cell phone!”
The Good Samaritan told his boxer dog to stay and waded into the fight and began pulling the twinks off of
“Are you okay there?” The man’s dog came to
“Yes. Thank you. I thought I was done for until you came along. The name is
“You looked like you could use the help Austin. My name is Doug. Pleased to meet you. Shall we get out of here? Do you want me to call a cab?” He grabbed his dog’s leash and pulled her away from
“I live alone except for Dorothy that is; would you like to come to my place for a cup of coffee?”
“Oh, I could never intrude like that, but wow, it would be great, thanks for offering!”, said an enthusiastic
Indeed, Doug did not live too far away. They walked there in no time and the cute little apartment was really a flat in a darling small brownstone house.
The décor was adorable as well, though that may have lost on our Marine. But he was head over heels in lust with Doug. Dorothy was rewarded for obeying commands with a rawhide bone. She went to lie down on her bed and chew on that.
Espresso was prepared on the stove and served in tiny Italian cups that Doug had inherited from his grandmother with almond biscotti.
Doug said, “Oh, let me get you some ice for that!” Then he rushed to his fridge for ice. He put it into a clean dish towel and rushed back to
“Stay there.” He told Doug, as he slid him off of his lap and slid to the floor. Doug sat back down on the chair. He opened his mouth and put it on Doug’s cock, and that was when he was reminded that he had a fat lip. It hurt like a motherfucker when he tried to suck cock. “Shit! It’s my lip! I can’t suck you because my lip hurts! Fuck!”
“Well, I could fuck you…”
“Um, well, I’ve never had… I’ve never done…”
“Oh. Okay. Come with me.”
Doug quickly lubed his fingers and inserted his index finger into
“Oh god, Doug, that feels so good!”, said
So, Doug continued and put another finger in also.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, oh god yes!”
So Doug pulled his fingers out of
“Roll over; it will hurt less if you do.”
“I know, but it will stop hurting and just become pleasant if you give it a chance. Okay?”
So Doug proceeded to slowly advance his huge cock into
So Doug moved to be on top of him on the bed and
“Go for it then.”, said Doug.
“Good boy!”, encouraged Doug.
Then Doug pulled out, and took off the condom and jacked off onto
“I think we need a shower. Don’t you?”
“Yup. I’d say so.”, said
“Then, I was hoping that you could stay the night. Can you?”
They kissed again. Both of them were blissful. Dorothy cracked one eye open, glad her master was in love again and wagged her stubby tail soundlessly.Doug photo credit: Brawny Stud (link in sidebar)