The Merchant Marine/Gay Part 2
Jock left the bar laughing with Brian. The merchant marine
hailed a cab sitting by the hotel down the street. Jock was
a little tipsy from the three drinks he had; and he grabbed
Brian's crotch right on the sidewalk. "Hey there
man, wait until we get somewhere more private." Brian
gently pushed his hand away.
It was a short ride to the pier where the ship was docked.
Brian paid the cabby and they walked inside the gate. The
gateman nodded them through. At the side of the ship was
a very tall, skinny, mobile stair; that went up the side
about two thirds of the way into a square hole on the side
of the ship. Inside were a series of halls that put them through
a maze until they came to Brian's quarters.
Jock pressed up against Brian's body who's weight
shut the door to his small cabin. Jock kissed his lips and
ran his tongue inside to play with Brian's. He stepped
back only to fall on the bunk behind him. "Wow! man.
Small digs you have." Brian sat next to Jock. "Well
at least I have a private one and don't have to sleep
with the other men" "Would that be so bad? I mean
it sounds interesting, a bunch of other guys in the same
room."
"I see where your head is going stud. And it's
only good for a while, then it gets pissy."
Jock slid his hand along Brian's thigh and cupped his
big balls. Brian reached for Jocks head and brought his
lips to Jock's face, kissing his cheeks and neck and
then his lips. He slid his tongue into Jock's mouth
and searched for his tongue as both tongues jabbed at each
other. He carressed Jock's chest and pinched the nipples,
getting them hard. He rubbed them between his thumb and
forefinger. Jock squirmed at the sensitivity of them;
and his tongue fought harder to take control of Brian's.
Jock felt the hardness of Brain's cock enlarging as
he groped his crotch. He moved his face to Brain's neck
and tasted the saltyness of his skin from the long hours
at sea. He sucked on the neck, turning it red and then purple
causing a large welt to appear. He was getting very hot and
arroused and loosing himself in the foreplay of sex. How
Brian got his shirt off he doesn't remember; but now
on his back Brian explored his naked chest. Not a hair grew
from the smoothness of his skin; and Brian relished having
his tongue searching every pore.
Jock enjoyed just laying back and letting this beautiful
man take charge of how fast or slow this sexual progress
moved ahead. As Brian licked his way down the torso, Jock
grabbed at his jersey and pulled until it came up slowly
to Brain's head. Brian lifted his head, and with a quick
jerk, the jersey was off; and tossed in the corner.Jock
sucked in air at the sight of the muscular hairy chest. He
was so manly and so masterful in his ministrations that
Jock feared he would cum before they even got to the actual
sex.
Brian's dark straight hair fell in front of his face
as he continued to suck and lick Jock's body. He stopped
at the navel and rolled his tongue in circles around it.
Then he quickly dove his tongue into it; and sucked it so
hard with his lips, that Jock lifted himself up off the cot,
grabbing Brian's head and pushing it into his stonach.
Brian's hair tickled Jock's stomach as he licked
and kissed his way down the light, almost invisible line
of blonde hair. Jock moaned over and over and rocked his
hips back and forth in his dilirium of sensations.
Brian reached the soft light patch of blonde crotch hair
and nussled his nose into the patch smelling the scent of
boyish manliness. He moved his tongue around and along
the top of the thigh, holding back the strong urge to dive
for Jock's hard organ. He licked the thigh and moved
the tongue down along the inside of the leg muscle. Here
he made circles with his tongue, and kissed the flat inner
muscle. Brian brought his tongue up the inside thigh to
the crotch, lifting Jock's leg so it bent at the knee.
Brian moved his face into the cleft between crotch and leg.
He opened his mouth and with the flat tongue gave a hard lick
to the thick fat tendon that connected the two parts together.
Then Brian held the leg firm with his arm and pressed the
other arm firmly across the stomach as he dove in and lightly
bit the tendon over and over, sending electric shocks through
Jock's body. It was a very sensitive area and Jock screamed
for him to stop. It was a mixed feeling of light pain and erotic
sensation that Jock wanted to feel and didn't want
to feel all at the same time.
Shortly Brian stopped and smiled and Jock calmed down only
to have it happen all over again on the other side. Jock thought
the feelings were going to make him pass out and he begged
Brian to stop. Finally, When Brian thought he'd had
enough, and not before, He stopped and used his hair to carress
Jock's crotch and upper legs. The screaming feeling
gone, Jock relaxed in the sensualness of soft gentle carressing.
NOw Brian moved his face over to Jock's big heavy balls
and softly licked and sucked. He buried his face into the
fleshy ball sac relishing the aroma and feeling the wonderful
softness of it all. He raised up on his elbows blowing hot
air on the cock head, watching it jump in tiny spasms. He
stuck out his tongue and gently, almost without touching,
ran it up the fat long shaft while Jock continued to moan.
Brian took the flatness of tongue and lapped at the meaty
cockhead. Jock moaned louder.
Brian gently picked up the cock from Jock's belly and
still, barely touching, he slid the tongue over the pulpy
cockhead tasting a single drop of fluid. Jock wanted to
grab Brian's head and shove his cock deep within his
throat; but it was Brian that was in control. Everything
in due time. When the cock was all wet Brian closed his lips
so softly over Jock's cockhead that Jock didn't
even know it was in Brian's mouth. Brian looked up from
that hesitating moment to see Jock's face. Jock was
tossing his head back and forth; and grabbing the sheets
in his fists, moaning constantly now.
Brian slowly slid the thick shaft inch by inch gently into
his mouth, barely touching the skin. At the back of his throat,
Brian opened the passageway and shoved the cockhead deep
inside him. Jock screamed so loud even the ship seemed to
moan at it's moarings. He didn't even know he was
going to cum. Jock exploded into Brian's throat with
such a heavy load of cum that his big heavy balls shriveled
up against his cock root and Brian swollowed as fast as he
could. his muscles squeezed the cock shaft so tight that
it was locked in the throat. The cockhead enlarged with
each explosion closing Brian's windpipe. The cum
wouldn't stop. It shot over and over. Jock kept screaming
and doing half situps again and again. He tried thrusting
but was held down by Brian. He tore holes in the sheets with
his bare hands, ripping them to shreds. Brian kept up the
muscle contractions in his throat and kept swollowing.
He never had such an enormous reaction to his sucking. He
never had anyone cum so much or be so physical in his climax.
Jock slowly subsided into whimpering and continued to
drip cum onto Brian's tongue as the big cock softened.
Brian was reluctant to let it out of his mouth. He squeezed
Jock's legs together against his face cheeks and calmly
held the cock in his mouth and breathed in the scents of the
young man.
What seemed like a long time later, Brian finally let the
cockhead go from his lips and crawled up the cot to lay flat
out on Jock's body. Jock, bearely with any energy left
raised his arms hugging Brian as hard as he could. He moved
his lips to Brian's ear and almost inaudibly whispered.
"Brian" With tears in his eyes. "Brian,
I haven't any words. Nothing I say can express, what
just happened. I think you may have ruined my life. How could
anyone ever match what you just did. How could I possibly
look for more in this world. We had such a good time together;
but this! this will not , can not ever be compared to or forgotten."
Jock moved his hands to gently pull on Brian's hair.
He looked into the man's dark blue eyes for a long time.
He searched the depth of them trying to look into Brian's
sole. He was eighteen, and at that moment he felt older than
time. The kiss was long, soft, mixed with the salt of tears
that Jock could only hope would go on forever.
The rest of the night the two men made love to each other in
every possible way.
The plane landed and Jock, a little late as usual, ran for
the gate. In twenty years he still looked like a young kid.
He threw his arms around the man coming through the passage
and kissed him full on the lips. Jock stepped back, looking
into the dark blue eyes and tossled the straight dark hair.
"How's your mum Brian? Did you have a good trip?"
The two men walked arm in arm towards the baggage area.
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