Army Buddies
Brock and I had grown close during our deployment. We were inseparable and had pretty much coupled up as guys tend to do during deployment. We slept in the same bunk with Brock on the bottom and me on top. We took showers and ate meals together and would even jack each other off when we managed to find ourselves alone (which was very rare).
Saying goodbye to Brock seemed to overshadow the excitement of seeing my wife when I got back to the states, but Brock and I had agreed to meeting up in a few months, so I had that to look forward to. I went about getting back into civilian life and returned to my job and my married routine, but I was constantly thinking of Brock. Hell, I was openly checking out the guys at the gym these days.
I was leaving a sweaty workout one day and needed to head home to shower since I forgot my change of clothes. That’s when Brock called for a face time chat.
“Hey, Brockie doodle bug,” I gushed using one of my nicknames for him.
“Hey, baby!” He shot back with his deep voice and Southern twang. “You at the gym getting all sweaty for me?”
“Yeah, I just finished but forgot my bag, so I have to head home and shower,” I replied.
“So, no shower and grab ass with the boys today?” He quipped.
“Not today,” I said.
“Well, head home and we can rub one out together on FaceTime,” Brock laughed. “Or is the wife home?”
“She’s home,” I said disappointed as my bulge swelled in my shorts as I sat in my car.
“How about a Quick Look at my favorite cock then?” Brock asked.
I aimed my phone at my crotch and gave him a few seconds to enjoy it.
“Damn, baby,” he smiled as he tugged on his own bulge before pulling his shorts down and letting me get a good look at his hard, thick 8-inch cut cock.
“Looks like you need to shoot a load,” I laughed.
“Jordan, you have no idea,” he said making a pained face before tucking his boner back in his shorts. “Listen, what would you think about coming for a long weekend? Would Kelly let you get away?” Brock asked with a hopeful grin.
“Yeah, let me work on that,” I replied as a smile spread across my face.
We talked about some dates and then I hung up and drove home in a great mood. I was so excited to be with Brock again, that Kelly immediately commented that I seemed to be in a good mood when I got back.
“Yeah, I got a call from Brock,” I said smiling. “He wants me to come visit.”
“Oh, that’s great!” Kelly exclaimed. “You should definitely go have some fun with your friend!”
I was excited that she was so supportive, so I gave Kelly a kiss and went to our room to shower. I hummed all through the shower as I thought about the trip. I also needed to shoot a load after thinking of Brock, but Kelly was in and out of the bathroom putting laundry away in the closet.
Two weeks later I was knocking on Brock’s door after taking an Uber from the airport. My heart was pounding as I waited for my best friend to answer the door. I heard the lock open, and Brock answered the door in nothing, but a towel held over his junk.
“Get the fuck in here!” He barked at me before we held each other in a tight embrace.
Brock smelled amazing as I held his freshly showered muscles. I felt his chin on my shoulder before he was nuzzling his chin against my neck and then kissed my cheek.
“Come in,” he said pulling me into his apartment as I noticed his towel on the floor.
I brought my duffel in and looked at Brock in all of his naked glory before looking into his eyes.
“I’ve fucking missed you,” I said before we embraced again.
This time our embrace was more intimate as our faces rested against each other and my hands cupped Brock’s tight ass cheeks as he cupped mine. We pulled our heads apart and looked into each other’s eyes before we began to kiss. It was intense and carnal as we finally let the other know how we felt without actually saying the words.
Brock is an amazing kisser — just as I guessed in all of my late-night thoughts had predicted. He held my head in his hands as his tongue explored my hungry mouth. He pulled away and looked at me as he still held my head.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long, baby,” he smiled.
“I know,” was all I said before he pulled me back in again.
It only took a few minutes of sporadic removal of my clothing before I was completely naked and erect in front of Brock. We’d seen each other naked on a daily — almost hourly basis in the past, but this time it was different.
“I’m ready to do all the nasty things we weren’t able to do to each other in the barracks,” Brock said.
“You want to eat my ass?” I asked looking at him.
“Fuck yeah, baby,” he said before patting his bed and watching me get on the end on all fours.
I could feel his breath on my ass and waited in anticipation for his tongue. It finally made contact with my hole as I began to moan loudly. I’d never been rimmed before, but it was quickly my new favorite sensation. Brock was a mad man as he seemed to know exactly what to do to make me feel good.
“You done this before?” I asked interrupting his own light moaning.
“Fuck yeah, baby,” I heard a smile in his voice before he went back to eating my butt.
I lost track of time as we both enjoyed the rimming, but I soon felt the need for Brock inside of me. I’d never taken a cock before, and my hole was begging for Brock’s meaty cock. I didn’t even get a chance to say anything before Brock sensed my need.
“Ready to get your ass pounded, Jordan?” He asked.
“You’re so fucking stupid,” I laughed. “Yes, rail my tight, hairy hole already.”
Brock was being careful with me — as careful as you can be when you just want your hard cock in a tight hole. He pushed in and held his dick in place while I caught my breath and got used to the feeling. In a minute or two he slowly began sliding his meat in and out of my slick lubed hole.
“That’s it, baby,” Brock whispered on my ear. “Take all of your man’s cock.”
“Fuck me harder, babe,” I moaned loudly. “This feels so fucking good!”
We fucked three times the first night. He fucked me twice and he rode my cock once the next day. Brock is so loving and totally into me. A weekend of amazing, sweaty man-on-man sex is going to be hard to leave. I still have two more days, so we’ll see what happens …
Saying goodbye to Brock seemed to overshadow the excitement of seeing my wife when I got back to the states, but Brock and I had agreed to meeting up in a few months, so I had that to look forward to. I went about getting back into civilian life and returned to my job and my married routine, but I was constantly thinking of Brock. Hell, I was openly checking out the guys at the gym these days.
I was leaving a sweaty workout one day and needed to head home to shower since I forgot my change of clothes. That’s when Brock called for a face time chat.
“Hey, Brockie doodle bug,” I gushed using one of my nicknames for him.
“Hey, baby!” He shot back with his deep voice and Southern twang. “You at the gym getting all sweaty for me?”
“Yeah, I just finished but forgot my bag, so I have to head home and shower,” I replied.
“So, no shower and grab ass with the boys today?” He quipped.
“Not today,” I said.
“Well, head home and we can rub one out together on FaceTime,” Brock laughed. “Or is the wife home?”
“She’s home,” I said disappointed as my bulge swelled in my shorts as I sat in my car.
“How about a Quick Look at my favorite cock then?” Brock asked.
I aimed my phone at my crotch and gave him a few seconds to enjoy it.
“Damn, baby,” he smiled as he tugged on his own bulge before pulling his shorts down and letting me get a good look at his hard, thick 8-inch cut cock.
“Looks like you need to shoot a load,” I laughed.
“Jordan, you have no idea,” he said making a pained face before tucking his boner back in his shorts. “Listen, what would you think about coming for a long weekend? Would Kelly let you get away?” Brock asked with a hopeful grin.
“Yeah, let me work on that,” I replied as a smile spread across my face.
We talked about some dates and then I hung up and drove home in a great mood. I was so excited to be with Brock again, that Kelly immediately commented that I seemed to be in a good mood when I got back.
“Yeah, I got a call from Brock,” I said smiling. “He wants me to come visit.”
“Oh, that’s great!” Kelly exclaimed. “You should definitely go have some fun with your friend!”
I was excited that she was so supportive, so I gave Kelly a kiss and went to our room to shower. I hummed all through the shower as I thought about the trip. I also needed to shoot a load after thinking of Brock, but Kelly was in and out of the bathroom putting laundry away in the closet.
Two weeks later I was knocking on Brock’s door after taking an Uber from the airport. My heart was pounding as I waited for my best friend to answer the door. I heard the lock open, and Brock answered the door in nothing, but a towel held over his junk.
“Get the fuck in here!” He barked at me before we held each other in a tight embrace.
Brock smelled amazing as I held his freshly showered muscles. I felt his chin on my shoulder before he was nuzzling his chin against my neck and then kissed my cheek.
“Come in,” he said pulling me into his apartment as I noticed his towel on the floor.
I brought my duffel in and looked at Brock in all of his naked glory before looking into his eyes.
“I’ve fucking missed you,” I said before we embraced again.
This time our embrace was more intimate as our faces rested against each other and my hands cupped Brock’s tight ass cheeks as he cupped mine. We pulled our heads apart and looked into each other’s eyes before we began to kiss. It was intense and carnal as we finally let the other know how we felt without actually saying the words.
Brock is an amazing kisser — just as I guessed in all of my late-night thoughts had predicted. He held my head in his hands as his tongue explored my hungry mouth. He pulled away and looked at me as he still held my head.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long, baby,” he smiled.
“I know,” was all I said before he pulled me back in again.
It only took a few minutes of sporadic removal of my clothing before I was completely naked and erect in front of Brock. We’d seen each other naked on a daily — almost hourly basis in the past, but this time it was different.
“I’m ready to do all the nasty things we weren’t able to do to each other in the barracks,” Brock said.
“You want to eat my ass?” I asked looking at him.
“Fuck yeah, baby,” he said before patting his bed and watching me get on the end on all fours.
I could feel his breath on my ass and waited in anticipation for his tongue. It finally made contact with my hole as I began to moan loudly. I’d never been rimmed before, but it was quickly my new favorite sensation. Brock was a mad man as he seemed to know exactly what to do to make me feel good.
“You done this before?” I asked interrupting his own light moaning.
“Fuck yeah, baby,” I heard a smile in his voice before he went back to eating my butt.
I lost track of time as we both enjoyed the rimming, but I soon felt the need for Brock inside of me. I’d never taken a cock before, and my hole was begging for Brock’s meaty cock. I didn’t even get a chance to say anything before Brock sensed my need.
“Ready to get your ass pounded, Jordan?” He asked.
“You’re so fucking stupid,” I laughed. “Yes, rail my tight, hairy hole already.”
Brock was being careful with me — as careful as you can be when you just want your hard cock in a tight hole. He pushed in and held his dick in place while I caught my breath and got used to the feeling. In a minute or two he slowly began sliding his meat in and out of my slick lubed hole.
“That’s it, baby,” Brock whispered on my ear. “Take all of your man’s cock.”
“Fuck me harder, babe,” I moaned loudly. “This feels so fucking good!”
We fucked three times the first night. He fucked me twice and he rode my cock once the next day. Brock is so loving and totally into me. A weekend of amazing, sweaty man-on-man sex is going to be hard to leave. I still have two more days, so we’ll see what happens …
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