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Fifth of July Faggot

(MM) (anal, oral) (humil) (nc)
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Well, Sir, I did my bit for the boys serving our country on this Fourth of July. Yes, Sir, I did, although I never really intended to. It was the strangest fucking thing. I have two gay friends, or rather I had two gay friends. I had not seen them in five or six years. They are older, in their late fifties and early sixties, and a few years ago they found Jesus and stopped being any fun. (This is neither here nor there, but upon visiting today, I was happy to see the WE LOVE JESUS sign that hung on the front outside of their house relegated to a wall in their garage, so there is hope for everyone)

 

Anyway, I had nothing to do this Fourth. I am not in Thailand and don’t like watching fireworks (nothing against them, but I have seen so many), so I thought I would stay home and read. A lady friend of mine telephoned and said, "Why not come out to Don and Frank's house. They said to invite you." Well, we used to go out there every Fourth to swim and eat a wonderful old-fashioned American picnic, and it was great. Many, many gay theatre people, all friends would be there, so I went. I was happy to see my old friends and realized we are, indeed, friends still. However, the party was a real letdown with all kinds of friends from Don and Frank's church, all kinds of family including Don's sister from Buttfuck, Idaho or someplace, and not a gay friend from the past in sight. I didn’t know which way to turn. Well, I did turn toward the pool where a bunch of adorable fourteen and fifteen-year-old boys were swimming, but since they were with their rents, I knew they would be eye candy only.

 

And then the sun shone! Don introduced me to his adopted son. I remembered that he had sponsored this kid Irwan or Irwin or Irvan or Ivan or something like that from Albania or all places years before. What I did not know was that for the last five years or so the kid has lived and studied in America with Don. AND WAS NOW IN THE FUCKING MARINES! He stood before me with his marine jar haircut, all finely toned and smooth, wearing a pair of marine boxers for a swimsuit showing off a gigantic dick lump that even the boys in the pool kept looking at all the time. Twenty-one years old, a large but straight Eastern European nose, really beautiful pecs with Marine dog tags hanging between two big, I mean, big nipples. The chest had a light sprinkle of black hair which traveled down into his tan boxers. He had an ass to die for, which rolled when he walked. He knew he was beautiful and he knew at once that I was a faggot.

 

He shook my hand and said, “You must be an old friend of my Dad’s. I haven't seen you before."

 

He held my hand just too long. I didn’t know what to do. Then, I met his seventeen-year-old cunt girlfriend in her tiny bikini who ran her hands all over his body, and I told myself to behave. He kissed his girl a dozen times right in front of me making eye contact with me while he stuck his tongue down her throat and I couldn't figure out what the fuck his game was. Was he just a fucking arrogant guy who liked to tease faggots? How did he treat Don and Frank? I went over to sit with my lady friend and talk about casseroles and shit like that. However, this fucking Marine followed a little while later and stood there about a foot from me, his dick lump almost touching my face, and sucks on a bottle of beer as if it was a big cock. I did not know what to do. My dick was hard in my shorts, and I couldn't stop looking at his handsome face with that fucking Marine haircut. I have never done a Marine. I made small talk until lunch was ready. I decided I would eat and then head for the hills.

 

As I was getting lunch, fucking Irwan or Irvin or whatever the fuck his name was pushed his way right passed my lady friend and held up a big bratwurst on a fork for me and said, "Here you are sure to want one of these."

 

And he laughed, and he had straight white teeth that almost caused me to cum. Then I saw the cake. It was from Don to his adopted son. The party was dedicated to his son the Marine. It was a red, white and blue flag cake and in the middle was one of those newfangled edible photos of the Marine in his blue dress uniform. I just stood and stared at it.

 

He stood behind me real close still in only his boxers and said, "Do you want some of that to eat?"

 

I knew I had to get out of there before I shamed the entire church group at the party. The Marine knew I was nervous and enjoyed every minute of it. He horsed around with the church boys, wrestling with them and making sure I saw his hands on their asses. He splashed around the pool with his girlfriend feeling up her tits and then looked at me and waved.

 

I ate and chatted and then looked at my watch and apologized that I had to go visit a sick friend and almost ran for the door. I said goodbye to Don and Frank, who really are very kind, and promised to call. Then I made the mistake of my life. I went to use the john.

 

I finished pissing and opened the door, and there he stood, still wet from the pool, his tan boxers soaked through and clinging to a flaccid dick that looked the size of a Coke can. I tried to smile and say something polite and get passed him, but he pushed me with one large hand right back into the bathroom before closing and locking the door. I didn't know what to say or do. I didn't have to say anything he said it all.

 

“I could use a blowjob, faggot!"

 

I stammered and finally got out, "Look, this isn’t right. There are people out there your girlfriend…"

 

"She doesn't suck worth shit, and if I am going to play with those naked teenage boys out there, I got to empty my nuts before somebody gets embarrassed. Now, get down on your fucking faggot knees."

 

"Don and Frank are my friends. I don't want to do this."

 

He hauled back one lightly haired arm and slapped me across the face very hard. Just one slap that's all it took.

 

"I don't give a fuck what you want. I want my dick sucked. And you’re a cocksucker!"

 

Well, I was. I mean I am, although usually, I top. I mean, nobody had forced me to do anything for years and years.

 

So, I fell to my knees before this hard-muscled Marine who lightly kicked me with one big barefoot.

 

"Strip out of your clothes I want you bare-assed when you suck me."

 

I peeled off my tee shirt and slipped off my shorts right there on the floor of the bathroom. I knew he didn't want me to stand up again. That would not have shown proper respect. I did have a very nasty revenge thought though, I wondered if I should send this young man's name to Mr. Black.

 

He stood there with his hands on his slender hips looking down at me and smiling.

 

"Not a bad body for an old man."

 

Old indeed, just because I'm not some fucking fresh meat teen anymore makes me older. Older, I wanted to correct, but I did not want another slap. Well, part of me did not want another slap.

 

"Take my shorts down with your teeth."

 

He had seen one too many porn movies.

 

"Is this what you boys do in the barracks at night?"

 

He pulled back his foot and kicked me in the nuts, not too hard, but hard enough to elicit a groan.

 

"This is what we do to faggots near the base on our free nights."

 

He grabbed me by the hair and rammed my face into his massive dick lump. It was still not hard, just very meaty and spongy. I raised my hands to his shorts, and he slapped them away.

 

"Mouth only."

 

His voice was not deep still young but sharp and had a nice cruel edge to it.

 

Jesus, what if Danny or Bradon could see this, was all I thought about before I opened my mouth, put it next to his still damp belly skin and took the waistband of the shorts in my mouth.

 

"Careful of my stomach hair."

 

I was careful not to get any of the trail of tummy to prick black hair in my mouth. I peeled down the shorts. They fell quite easily, and then I knelt back in wonder. He had one of the most beautiful pricks I have ever seen in my entire life. It was really thick as a flashlight, incredibly meaty with a thick foreskin. It hung almost seven inches flaccid over balls that I swear to God were the size of oranges. I immediately wanted to adopt a kid from Albania. This dick was a dream dick.

 

"Like it?" he asked.

 

He sounded like a little kid. He kind of bumped his hips at me, and the enormous fucking schlong swung and bounced. The dickhead hit me in the nose, and he laughed.

 

"Like it?" he asked again with an edge to his voice.

 

“I fucking love it," I whispered since I was afraid our conversation could be heard outside the bathroom.

 

"THEN LICK IT," he said quite loudly, which embarrassed the hell out of me.

 

I could hear church sounding voices from outside, so maybe they could listen to us too. I leaned in and stuck out my tongue, a fraction of dick head that peeked out from the thick wrinkled tip of the foreskin, and it touched dickhead. It tasted salty and like swimming pool, but like dick too. I started to lick up and down the shaft, and the dick sprouted and expanded just like in some fucking fairy tale. It was like a fucking beanstalk that could not stop growing. I kissed a vein I found that traveled down the dick stalk. I kissed the emerging head. I licked at the outsized pisshole of the now nine-inch prick. It got thicker too like a catsup bottle. I could not believe its size.

 

"You like it don't you," he said in a drunken kind of slur.

 

I couldn't get enough of it. And then I thought he was pissing, but I was fucking wrong it was just pre-fuck but so goddamn much it seemed like piss or cum. All this clear cock snot started to run from the big pisshole. It ran all over my face, down my neck and onto my chest. It poured into my mouth and over my nose. He wiped his dick all over my face coating it with pre-cum.

 

"This is Fucking Marine Dick. You don't play around with Marine Dick. You worship it!"

 

"Happy Fourth of July," I said.

 

I was sucking the lube out of the cockhead like it was mother's milk from a big old nipple and then suddenly he stepped away.

 

"Lick my balls."

 

I did. They were gigantic as I said. I couldn't even get one of them in my mouth I licked and sucked on the fat, wrinkled black haired fuck sack getting ball hair in my teeth and loving it.

 

"Jesus fuck, suck my nuts, faggot!" he yelled, and I winced.

 

What if they heard at the party outside. The huge scrotum swung and slapped me in the face. I licked it, and it swung away. I caught one ball between my lips. I licked and sucked tasting ball sweat and swimming pool chlorine and spilled pre-cum. The big fucking fat Albanian prick was slapping me in the forehead now as I sucked his fuck sack and cursed the fact that I had not brought along a camera.

 

He pulled away, grabbed me by the hair, yanked me to one side, and leaned forward. With his strong hands on the sink, he stuck out his large meaty, muscular ass.

 

"Suck my asshole! Now!"

 

I stuck my face up between his ass globes, but the crack was so deep that I had to reach up and spread the ass cheeks to get at the brown, puckered hole circled with black hair. It smelled like chlorine too with a bit of a musk to it. I wondered how often he got his asshole sucked since he was looking and acting like he probably did every night if he wanted it. He leaned way down so that his dog tags clinked against the porcelain of the sink and he thrust his ass back onto my face.

 

"You better fucking get way up there, or I swear to God I'll beat the shit out of you."

 

I got way the fuck up there, way the fuck up there, with my tongue. I tasted the inside of his rectum, sucking ass as I had never sucked ass before, as I tried to teach Danny and Bradon to suck ass. His heavy, firm ass globes closed around my face until I couldn't breathe and still, I sucked, licked and tongue-fucked his asshole. He threw me back onto the floor and, his massive thighs bulging, squatted and sat down right on my face, sat down hard and bounced causing his balls to slap against my neck as I shoved more and more tongue up his ass.

 

Then, very quickly, he stood, spun around, dragged me back onto my knees, and started to fuck my head. It was not cocksucking. He was head fucking. He held my ears and as hard as he could and rammed that massive piece of fuckmeat into my throat. He punched it down into my gullet. I swear to God, I thought I would require medical aid. I know how far to go with a boy as I have had years of training and he was too rough with me. I heard his ragged breath, listened to the grunts, felt his hips slap against me as his balls swung into my chin as my mouth was almost torn by the thick fuck log. It was beyond my throat. I raised my hands and could feel the dick stalk in my neck. This boy knew how to fuck!

 

"Lucky for you, there isn’t time here at the party, or I'd tear you a new asshole."

 

When he shot, it was like a fucking geyser. Cum filled my stomach, spilled from my mouth, clogged my nasal passages and ran down my chest. He kept cumming for what seemed five minutes, although I know that is impossible. He pulled the throat-clogging prick out of my mouth mid-shoot and unloaded two huge splashes across my face. I was literally choking on and being covered with Marine cum. He grunted and began to slap my face with the big dick spraying fuck residue everywhere.

 

"Fucking faggot piece of shit! " he growled.

 

Then he wiped his prick in my hair, lifted one naked foot and pushed me back onto the tiled bathroom floor. He grabbed his boxers and slid them on. Stepping on my stomach, he walked over me and out of the bathroom. A few seconds later, I heard the teenage boys in the pool cheer, and a big splash as the Marine apparently dove into the pool.

 

I lay on the bathroom floor jerking my dick while scooping his cum off my face and slopping it into my mouth until I too shot a huge load. My balls ached from the sexual release. It was only then that I remembered that the bathroom door was now unlocked and anyone could walk in. I was too weak to stand, so I crawled across the room and turned the lock. I cleaned myself up slurping up any of the Marine cum I could salvage from my body and my hair. There were globs of cum like a thick pudding, its taste almost too rich. I was so hot that I jerked off a second time and then I washed and dressed.

 

"Oh, we thought you left," Don remarked as I stumbled weakly for the door. The Marine in the pool never looked at me.

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