1. Screwing the stress away


    Date: 10/30/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: consort_of_amaya, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    Ever have one of those days where a good long fucking makes everything for the time be just better. I was a short and stocky 20 year old with jet black hair and dark brown eyes. I was an airman (E-3) working as a plane captain in the navy with E-2C Hawkeye. It had been a long week, over 96 hours of running up and down a flight line refueling and turning around aircraft so the marines down south running a live fire exercise, didn’t accidently fire on their own people. We started flying on 0630 Tuesday morning and the last bird shut down 0700 Friday morning. I was exhausted, hell, the whole squadron was. We didn’t miss a single sortie though and no marine was injured or killed from friendly fire. To reward us the wing commander place all of us on a 72 hour stand down with no duty section. The wing supplied the bodies to fuel, inspect and stand the watch over our birds. After our skipper dismissed us I immediately headed for my boyfriend’s apartment. He’d sent me a text message on day two of the exercise to come to his place and relax at the end of my ordeal. I made a quick stop at my barracks room to grab some clothes and my shave kit and headed for his place. Thirty minutes later I arrived to quite condo in Camarillo, a town just outside the base. He wasn’t home, so no surprised there. It was still a weekday and he held a 9 to 5. I stuck my key in the door and stumbled in. The lack of sleep was really catching up with me. I staggered my way to the bathroom where I stripped ...
    my uniform off and stepped into a hot and very large shower. It had three heads focusing on a single point and also had a tile bench. I scrubbed and shaved 4 days’ worth of gunk and stubble off my body. Feeling human again, I stepped out and dried off. I dragged myself to the bed where I passed out. I’m not sure how long I was out, but I was awaken to soft gentle kisses to the back of my neck and a massive hand tracing a line from the tip of my now erect cock past my balls and up my ass crack. A smile spanned my face as my lover blew into my ear. Steve my boyfriend was a big guy. Standing 6’6” with a bulky frame and 10 inch long piece of Italian sausage that hung between his legs. He was an older guy with a thick mane of silver hair, but man, could he screw all night long. He whispered into my ear, “I know you’ve had a long week so I brought you a surprise.” Allowing a moment for eyes to focus I saw Steve standing with a clear squirt bottle full of oil and wearing nothing, but a smile. His massive cock standing erect. He started the massage at my stiff neck and then worked the knots out of my back and finally my sore gluteus. I was finally relaxed and was aching for his cock. He squirted oil on my quivering hole and began to rub with his thumb. Causing me to squirm under his touch. “Mmm, damn your knowledge of my body.” I purred. “Now what kind of lover would I be if didn’t? ” he replied in a low tone. The bass of his voice rippled through my prone body. “Take me! Ravage me! ...
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