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For a second, just a brief moment, the shock of the cold water took Tommy out of reality. His mind at peace, occupied with the freezing temperature of the shower in contrast to the desert heat surrounding it. But as soon as his body recognized the discomfort he had experienced a hundred nights before, the outside world came flooding back.
He was at the military base, because he was a soldier, who foolishly signed up for the army in an attempt to find purpose in his life, washing off the blood and sand and ashes from today’s mission alongside a dozen other guys who survived too. And just like that Tommy’s mind went back to those that didn’t.
He was a medic, or at least, in practice. He had severely underestimated how privileged he had been not using his skills in the field for all the time he had been here. So far his deployment consisted of patching people up who came back beaten and bruised from battle. It wasn’t exactly pretty; severed limbs, more GSW’s than he could count, one head trauma they spend too long trying to find before the patient went into cardiac arrest. But no one had died. Not until today.
Tommy closed his eyes as to think of anything else but the blood and organs that flooded out of the bodies hit with shrapnel from an IED. He remembered one of the boys’ faces. How clean shaven his chin was. How green his eyes and how red the freckles on his cheeks. He remembered saying it was going to be alright when it most obviously wasn’t going to be. He cursed himself because he couldn’t remember what to do, though nothing really can prepare you for repairing a stomach that is no longer there.
Ultimately, he remembered the power of holding the boy’s hand. How strong his grip was, literally holding on for dear life. He had so much more left in him. Dreams of a future he would never fulfill. Within seconds the grip weakened. And in a few more it was over.
Tommy opened his eyes and he was back in the showers. He wanted to cry but nothing came. Or perhaps it did and he couldn’t distinguish it from the water pouring over his face. No. He was emotionally constipated. He couldn’t feel the sadness. The grief. It was too much.
A few of the guys turned their shower off and walked away. Tommy looked to his side. There was Karan. Tommy had never noticed how big he had gotten at base and not with muscle. His ass was huge and flubbery, almost like a woman’s save for the black hairs that covered his brown cheeks.
Karan was Indian-American, but not one of those skinny ones you always see in movies. He had manboobs and a fat tummy that survived a thousand burpees and sit-ups. The guys always slapped his ass calling it a “girl’s butt”.
He was soft in personality too. A medic just like him, and a devout critic of the war itself. He had only joined the army because he refused to do nothing, and argued he could do more prevention of evil if he was at the forefront. Though nobody in the squad appreciated his lack of patriotism, they respected his mentality.
When Karan turned and exposed his round stomach and his shrunken cock in a black bush, Tommy couldn’t help but feel blood rushing to his own rifle and making it jump a little. He had a girl back home, beautiful, wild, skinny and white, but she was a billion miles away and he hadn’t been inside a warm body for over three months.
He looked up into Karan’s eyes and saw his own sadness reflected. He too didn’t want to linger in the memory of today. Tommy didn’t think or care, about what he did next, when he did the unspeakable. He walked over to Karan, who looked at him desperate to be rescued from his own agony, and kissed him on the lips.
Tommy had never paid much mind to the social pressure of being in the army. He had signed up and instantly regretted it the second he found out it was more physical training and getting yelled at than doing something actually meaningful. It was a shit show, and deep down he believed everyone knew it was a shit show, but they were already in this, they had sworn the oath and couldn’t get out, so the shit show went on.
It was therefor that Tommy didn’t pay attention to the other guys in the shower who all gasped in disbelief or snickered in discomfort. All he cared about was not feeling so fucking empty inside, so bordering on the verge of crying hysterically or total numbness. And kissing his male fellow squad member on the lips had the exact response he had hoped for.
Karan’s lips were soft as warm cherry pie on a summer’s day, and his mouth tasted sweet like one too. There was a harshness there as well. Not a girl who melts in your arms at your touch, but a boy who’s not used to being dominated.
Tommy opened his mouth further and slid his tongue into Karan, their mouths locking, staging a struggle for power. Karan’s tongue moved up and down, the way some really excited girls did when they had no experience. Perhaps Karan hadn’t either. He was from a strict home and not exactly the bastion of masculinity guys had istanbul travesti to be these days.
Tommy swirled his tongue around Karan’s with ease, forcing it to submit to his moves. Karan surrendered and relaxed his tongue muscle with a moan and soon the two tongues were massaging each other, clashing and rotating, like two partners dancing in the night. Their bodies followed suit and Tommy felt his own cock getting rock hard as it touched the naked wet skin of Karan. It almost made him burst, so long had it been since it touched another human’s flesh.
Tommy lost control right then and there. He wrapped his arms around his friend, his big hands sliding over the boyish back, stroking down the hairs on their way to his soft, squishy ass cheeks. Feeling a meaty body against his own rock hard abs made Tommy leak.
Karan’s own cock, significantly smaller than his, pressed into his loins. Again, Tommy nearly shot his load at the first touch of another man’s dick against him. He had expected it to feel weird, but it made logical sense. It was just a hard stick pressing into you. Instead of finding the warm, wet lips of a girl, his sword dueled with Karan’s for space as he held the brown boy’s big body close against his own white one. His hard dick won and Karan’s fell to the side.
Their balls swung into each other, the soft skin and hairs sliding slippery, wet from the water flowing endlessly over them. They were one now. Their boy bodies in total embrace. Crotch against crotch, chest against chest, their arms holding each other tight as to make every inch of their skin connect. Their tongues had not stopped dancing and Tommy pressed even harder, as he wanted to go deeper, warmer, softer.
All the images of today evaporated into thin air, as his mind and body was overcome with a million senses experiencing something new. There was only one thing left to do. Tommy started grinding his hips and pressing his throbbing member into Karan’s crotch as if he could enter it.
Karan whimpered into his mouth. The moment was disrupted by the sounds of jeering and laughing from the other guys. Their discomfort had grown into out right comedy. Tommy rolled his eyes and finally pulled away from Karan, who opened his eyes too, showing fear for what his response to this mockery might be.
Tommy had never had a homosexual thought in his life. The naked men in porno’s never drew his attention. The cocks that flashed him in the locker rooms never interested him. The muscular bodies of nearly everyone at camp were as factually present as the wooden boards the buildings were made of or the sand that blew in their eyes the second they stepped outside.
It was therefor he never understood all the gay jokes. When a bunch of men are stuck together, apparently most of the jokes are about fucking each other. Sergeants calling you cock-sucker. Fully clothed guys dry hump each other and laugh their ass off. All the big brawny men slapped Karan’s ass and whistled when it jiggled. That behavior had to come from somewhere right?
For something to be a joke or an insult, it had to have popped into your mind prior. It never did to Tommy, so he gathered everyone else must think about homosexuality a lot more than him. It was therefor Tommy was completely unbothered when a small group of naked men stared at him while he held a naked boy in his arms.
The cadets laughed and pointed and bumped each other with their elbows. It was surely a sight. For all the gay jokes, Tommy realized he hadn’t actually seen any homosexual activity. Perhaps jokes were an outlet. Once you made them, the urge was gone. Since he hadn’t, perhaps this is how his urge for male intimacy expressed itself. In any case the boys were right to be surprised.
Tommy looked at their hard bodies and saw some of the flopping dicks were growing hard. But as always, that didn’t turn him on. Contemplating anyone’s sexuality right now wasn’t getting him anywhere. His cock was hard and he wasn’t going to back down.
Tommy shut off the sounds of guys shouting and laughing in disbelief and turned back to Karan. Beautiful brown eyes stared back at him, laced with insecurity and shame. Tommy had never questioned Karan wanted this as much as he did, and he now realized he didn’t know why. He just saw this open wound of three months of being the literal butt of everyone’s joke. Whatever would happen next, Karan would be subjected to mockery even more now.
Yet there was no hint of disgust or powerlessness. He wasn’t not enjoying this and if Karan had fear it was relegated to everyone’s response, not to being Tommy’s girl for right now. Tommy leaned forward and kissed away Karan’s insecurities. He was with him now. He would protect him. But before that he had to help him too.
Tommy placed two hands on Karan’s middle, holding tight on his love handles. He made the fellow medic turn around and pushed him against the wooden board. Karan caught his fall with his hands, and inevitably istanbul travestileri stuck his round ass backwards. Tommy looked at it and saw thousands of big girls in porno’s having done the same. His cock almost burst out of his foreskin. He grabbed it and slapped it against Karan’s buttocks, creating a wave of skin rippling from the hit.
The sight of a long white cock hovering over a big brown ass was beautiful to him. He pushed his cock down and it found the crack on its own. The hairs felt rough, but that only excited Tommy more.
For all its resemblance, this was no girl’s ass. It was a guy, as in heat and ready to be taken as any bitch. He pushed further down and paused when he felt an overwhelming heat. He had found the center. He couldn’t remember pussy was this hot too.
He leaned over, disarmed by the sensations, and wrapped his arms around Karan’s body. He nestled his head into the crevice of his neck and kissed his cheek. Karan turned his head and their lips found each other again. A familiar feeling that felt safe and trusted in the absurd, overpowering reality of this moment.
Tommy’s hips involuntarily thrusted forward, forcing his foreskin to pull back as it stuck to Karan’s cheeks. His knob went deeper though and found the scathing heat of Karan’s entrance. When the tip touched it, Karan let out another whimper. His anus was small. Smaller than Tommy’s glans. This might be a problem.
Tommy had fucked his girl’s ass before, but completely at her urging. She had lubed it and practiced with her dildo that very afternoon. Tommy hadn’t even liked it that much, because if he had to choose, he’d rather be inside her cunt. But now he didn’t have a choice, for there was but one entrance inside the body he wanted to fuck and no lube or practice. There was also no going back.
“Just breathe,” he heared himself say, muffled by the water splashing on his back. The audience had turned silent by now, perhaps having grown tired of their own immature act. They hadn’t left though, but Tommy didn’t look to see what they were doing or with what expression. He didn’t care enough. He just gave Karan sweet kisses in his neck as he felt his asshole muscle widen. Tommy once again didn’t have to direct anything, his cock automatically took his chance and pressed forward.
Karan let out another whimper, though this time more high pitched and more of a plea for mercy. Tommy stopped. Only his piss slit was inside now probably, enough to send electricity through his cock and entire body but not nearly enough to satisfy. Sadly, it, was enough to send Karan’s entire body in panic. Every muscle in the boy tightened.
“Breathe,” Tommy whispered again. Karan nodded but it took a good minute before he actually did. Tommy waited patiently for the muscle ring to relax. He was in no hurry. His cock was stiff as ever, not having unloaded for a good week, adrenaline surged all through his arms, stomach and crotch. He could take all night but he definitely was going to fuck this man’s ass.
Karan lifted up his heels and lower back, providing better access, signaling he was ready for the long struggle. Tommy now thrusted his hips a bit forward and felt the anal ring push back. It clamped down hard on his tip, unwilling to budge or make way. Tommy and his cock grew frustrated and he kept on pressing.
“Aaaahhh,” Karan yelled loudly, for anyone in and out of the showers to hear. Tommy stopped in shock, afraid he might have hurt the boy. But his rod was pushed further in as Karan reached around and grabbed Tommy’s buttocks and pulled him closer.
“Aaaaaah!” Karan screamed again in pain, but Tommy knew the merciful thing was to get it over with. His glans forced the ring to open, though it quickly clamped back down again over the ridge onto the shaft. But that was just the beginning.
Tommy could feel the skin of his penis being brushed down by the ring, as his length shoved further inside. His cock head pushed the inside of Karans colon open, much like your leg when it pushed inside a trouser that was all in a bunch. The passage was stretched out into his normal form as Tommy’s long dick made its way deeper and deeper.
He had never really bragged about his 18 inches, mostly because other guys that saw it in the shower would comment on it themselves. It wasn’t very thick though, more skinny, just like the rest of his body. He hoped that helped as his significantly bigger bulb popped open a second ring deep inside Karan. The water didn’t lubricate at all and every inch of skin of his long cock resisted going in. Karan kept whimpering in pain but finally his asshole lost the fight as Tommy pushed forward and Karan pushed backwards.
Karan’s body had tensed up entirely again. His hands were no longer flat against the board, but rather nailed down into it, desperate for something to hold on to. Tommy’s own hands meanwhile grasped into Karan’s fat stomach as he tried not to burst with his meat wrapped in his silky guts. travesti istanbul He was overcome with lust when Karan’s asshole finally reached his pubic hairs.
For all the fight it had cost to get there, Tommy made it undone by pulling back his lower body only to plow it back down at a merciless speed. Karan screamed it out but it was too late. Tommy wasn’t going to stop now. He threw his skinny body against the big buttocks and his mind exploded.
The room filled with the noise of wet skin slapping against wet skin as Tommy thrusted into Karan’s ass. He now knew all the men who said it felt the same as a girl’s pussy were lying to preserve their heterosexuality. Plowing man ass was distinct different experience but in no way inferior. Knowing the ass was the only hole made it feel that much more special.
Suddenly Tommy could enjoy the tightness of an ass ring that wasn’t made to be entered. The walls of a man’s intestines wrapping tightly around your cock, as if instructed to match a woman’s birth canal, as you drill it at high speed. The hard, big body submitting and shocking at every thrust letting go off all masculinity and mimicking the way a frail girl’s body would.
Fucking guy ass didn’t make you less of a man. Quite the opposite. Your mighty cock made a woman out of him. Tommy let go of Karan and even pushed him further down. The brown boy obliged and his asshole strained tighter because of it. Tommy looked down and watched his white pole slide in and out of a brown ring in between two huge brown cheeks. He grabbed them for support as he thrusted his hole body forward to fuck at a breakneck pace. He hadn’t been so fucking horny in forever.
This was like being a kid and getting a new toy. Unlocking a new level at a video game. His cock had found a new hole to please it, his male body being completed by the body of another male. Tommy knew a good fuck would mean he rolled his back or swirled his groin and caring for the bitch’s pleasure but he couldn’t. The feeling of cock being milked by this guy’s asshole was too overwhelming. He could feel his balls tingeling in anticipation.
He was pulled out of his ascending orgasm by the touch of a big hand on his back. He opened his eyes and saw a guy he had seen before but didn’t know the name of.
The cadet was blond and big chested with muscles for days. His bicep around him felt strangely comforting. The guy leaned forward with his razor sharp chin and kissed Tommy. Sloppy and rough and now it was Tommy who had to submit his tongue in a rough duel. But it only made Tommy harder and thrust faster. Fuck if he knew guys could get each other so horny he would’ve started fucking his friends in high school.
He didn’t know why but he reached out and grabbed the guy’s dick. It was as rock hard as his own. He started jerking the skin and the guy moaned in his mouth. he wanted him to cum, he wanted all men to cum from each other all the time.
When Tommy opened his eyes he saw some guys had left, but most were standing close by jerking their cocks and awkwardly trying to touch one another, in fear of rejection. But everyone was hard and in the zone. Tommy couldn’t hold it any longer and let go of the big dick.
He grabbed Karan’s ass again and started pulling it back down his cock. Karan came up and let out of a moan. Tommy grabbed his throat and pulled it back. Karan turned his head and they made out just as sloppily as he had done with the other dude.
They weren’t tender and loving like they had started. They were fucking. Like men. Wild and unapologetic. Karan was tugging at his own cock as well. They were all doing this because they needed release. Not because it meant something meaningful to their sexual orientation. The idea that they were all guys and they were all going to cum from each other’s body’s with no help from a girl, sent Tommy over the edge.
He thrusted faster than he ever had before. His body was in a maniac fuck frenzy, every muscle working together to sling his body into Karan’s asshole. Basically using Karan’s ass the way he would his own hand, jerking his cock off with this brown boy’s anal ring.
Now it was Tommy who was screaming as he felt cum shooting from dick inside Karan’s stomach, but his orgasm hadn’t even truly started yet. It burst from his balls into his groin and shot at lightning speed out his cock into Karan’s stomach, as Tommy bellowed a roar from his mouth.
Rope after rope squirted out of him, impregnating Karan as Tommy cried out in almost pain with the pleasure overwhelming him. He collapsed onto Karan who was groaning and shaking himself as he was cumming and their naked bodies both fell onto the slippery floor.
Tommy’s cock was still twitching and leaking cum he pondered the bliss of being inside Karan’s asshole. Gay or not, having his cock inside Karan’s colon, buried in between two huge ass cheeks, was more pleasure than he ever could have imagined.
His entire body was panting, having worked out breeding a boy as vigorously and primitively as he would have a girl. To his biology it didn’t matter if it was an ass or a slit. Tommy grinned stupidly as he felt his mind fill with endorphins and happy thoughts. He hadn’t felt such joy in months.
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