Having the Duty Ch. 02

Bill

By William Monroe

Roger met Lance Corporal Charles L. Benton and Corporal William C. Kennington in a Washington, D. C. bar late on a rainy April Saturday afternoon. Bill and Charlie were stationed at the Marine Barracks at 8th and I Streets SE, only a few blocks from Roger's house.

When the two young Marines dropped their fine U. S. Government-inspected young asses onto barstools two down from his, it only took a few minutes for Roger to detect in Bill and Charlie the special something that sets off the Gaydar-Pro in men like him, sending out a special alert: they're straight, but with their comfort level jacked up, and with just the right blend of buddy and daddy and lots of patience, both young grunts would eventually be in his bed.

While Charlie was definitely at least an 8 on the Hot Meter, Roger decided Bill was a 9-plus. He also detected in the twenty-one-year-old the makings of a top-quality sub. Charlie, like almost all young grunts, exhibited those qualities too, but in Bill they were more prominent. Bill's training, Roger decided, would not be rushed.

Like most of the tens of thousands of young members of the military stationed in the Military District of Washington, the Marines had little to keep them occupied in their free time other than pussy chasing. Roger's home soon became the home away from home for Charlie, Bill, and several other homesick young grunts stationed with them. In fact, after meeting Roger, Bill and Charlie, and then Brandon, then another and another of their buddies began spending almost all their free time at Roger's place, which soon became dubbed "Casa Grunt."

Charlie was the first to get "the Duty," the name he and Bill gave to a rotation in which each of the young Marines would report to Roger's room at night. Charlie arrived at Roger's bedroom door wearing only his hard-cock-tented boxer briefs.

The day he and Roger met, the young Marine tried to impress the older man with a bullshit story about being awarded the Navy Cross for valor during a battle in Iraq. Roger saw right through the boy's lie and bravado. First, Roger gave Charlie, who had never had his cock sucked, head he would never forget; then he spanked his fine, muscular Marine ass for stealing valor to make sure the boy remembered not to ever do such a thing again. While Charlie's ass was burning, Roger licked, tongued, rimmed, and fingered that virgin young Marine Lance Corporal's tasty young virgin asshole until he knew that hole was ready, then Roger took the young grunt's cherry.

Two nights later, when Charlie and Bill dropped by around 8 p. m. to hang for a couple of hours midweek, Roger got a feeling something was up. On a guess, he announced he had work to do, was heading up to his room, and that Bill and Charlie should just hang loose, watch movies, or do whatever. They knew where to find food and beer.

Ten minutes later, when Roger answered the knock on his bedroom door, he found a six-foot, dark-haired, blue-eyed Marine with a chiseled jaw standing at attention. Bill was naked except for black boxer briefs riding low on his hips. His jeans and T-shirt lay neatly folded on his sneakers on the floor beside his bare feet. The long tube of hard cock extended down the right leg of his boxers, its big head clearly defined.

For about thirty seconds, Roger just smiled while his eyes roved up and down Bill's nearly naked body, pausing for a time on the young Marine's long, hard, and clearly defined cock stretching down the inside of his right thigh beside and beyond his balls with its big, already leaking head well outlined by the tight cotton stretched over it and accented by the small wet mark his leaking precum was making. Then, as he lifted his eyes back up to Bill's and looked into them, Roger reached out and took the big boxer-brief-covered head of Bill's dick between his left thumb and index fingertip.

"Ughhhmm!" the straight young Marine moaned softly as Roger took hold of the head of his cock.

"I guess since you've come up here and stripped pretty much naked in order to give me this, it would be bad manners for me not to accept your gift, wouldn't it be, Marine?"

Bill's eyes dipped quickly from Roger's to the man's fingers holding the head of his rigid penis through his precum-wet briefs, then snapped back up again as Roger released the head of Bill's cock and gripped the entire long, hard shaft of his cock through the Marine's boxer briefs instead.

"I asked you a question, Marine," Roger asked again in the same soft, calm conversational tone, "Wouldn't I be rude not to accept this wonderful gift?"

Confused, but only a little, because the horny as fuck twenty-one-year-old Marine who'd innately suspected, no, known but refused to admit that he needed, wanted someone in his life like this man since too long ago, gave up the most endearing sound Roger had ever heard from such a stunning young male and then, "Ahhh... fuck, Sir... yes, Sir... You'd be so rude, Sir... please, Sir... take it, it's yours!" Bill finally gasped.

"Good. Then get your fine young ass inside and stand beside the bed. It's time you and I get to know each other better. And take off your shorts... there's no reason for you to hide anything from me any longer, Corporal. Considering how hard your cock is, I think you've wanted to show it off to me for quite a while."

And with that, Roger stepped aside, and Corporal Bill Kennington stepped into the room, marched to the side of Roger's bed, and dropped his shorts. Roger didn't waste any time. There was no need. He and the boy were of one mind. As the Marine stood beside Roger's bed naked with his body and leaking cock at attention, Roger's first command took Cpl. Kennington off guard, but he recovered immediately.

"Open your mouth, Marine. I want to look inside and see if my cock will be comfortable in there," Roger ordered.

The words hit Bill like a punch to the gut, and his eyes darted to the side to Roger, who stood to his right. He recovered immediately, though, and his attractive lips parted.

"Wider, Marine, open up wide. I have a big, thick cock," Roger encouraged, leaning in to look into Bill's open mouth in a voice that indicated that he was far from satisfied with the gap between the handsome young man's wide-apart teeth. "You're going to have to learn to open your mouth wider than that, just like all those women who've given you head had to."

For the next few minutes, Roger stood before the handsome, open-mouthed young Marine, speaking to him encouragingly as one, then two, then three of his fingers slipped in and out of the still-straight boy's wide-open mouth, gently stroking his tongue and the lining of his cheeks. With the Marine's eyes open and looking into his, and his cock snapping in the air and leaking profusely, Roger had still-straight Bill close his lips around his fingers and suck on them as he soon would his cock. As the Corporal sucked and drooled on Roger's fingers, Roger had him masturbate, which the young Marine eagerly did.

Bill surrendered so well to the oral training that Roger nearly lost himself in it. He stood comfortably beside the naked young Marine with one hand cupping his muscular right butt cheek and the other with his fingers plunging rhythmically into the boy's wide-open, drooling mouth, along his tongue, and down into his gagging, coughing throat that it almost pained him to stop.

The physical and emotional domination, ultrahigh level of sexual stimulation, and Roger's constant whispered assurances made Bill so compliant that when Roger instructed him to do so, the Marine instantly dropped to his knees. The twenty-one-year-old Corporal was picture perfect standing tall at attention on his knees, eyes forward, his just shy of 7-inch uncut, leaking penis as rigid as a flagpole, his mouth wide open and his tongue extended straight out waiting to be fed his first cock.

Roger began by ordering the kneeling Marine to masturbate while he gently cock-slaped his outstretched tongue. At first, each wet crack of the underside of his thick, eight-inch dick against the flat of the young Marine's saliva-coated licker sent a mist-like spray against Bill's parted lips. When Roger's cock began to leak, the spray thickened into tiny droplets of a spit and precum mixture that coated the kneeling, no longer straight boy's lips and face.

To Roger's great satisfaction, Bill's eyes stayed wide open throughout his training without Roger having to tell him to keep them that way. Weeks later, while they lay in bed one night after a long bout of raunchy sex and intense lovemaking, Roger reminded Bill of their first night and how he never closed his eyes, as if the young Marine didn't want to miss even one moment of his own coming out and induction into submission to a dominant man.

When Roger was satisfied that Bill's tongue had been sufficiently cock-whipped, he had the Marine suck on his balls, one at a time. Bill sat back on his heels and stroked his cock at Roger's direction while looking up into Roger's eyes. With Roger's guidance, he began by licking Roger's ball sack, around and down under behind the bag onto his taint, then he sucked a big ball into his mouth and held and sucked on it as his warm tongue slathered all around it. With Roger whispering to him just how hard to pull, the young Marine's lips tugged on Roger's nut, then released it and began the same ritual with its mate. Roger had the masturbating young Marine Corporal move his handsome spit-and-precum-coated face back and forth from ball to ball, licking and sucking on his big nuts until he was satisfied that the boy was well-trained at cleaning and servicing his man's balls.

Then it was time to get down to the serious business of training Corporal William C. Kennington to properly suck a cock. To do that, Roger put Bill on all fours on the floor facing the side of the bed, then he sat on the edge. Looking down into Bill's upturned eyes, Roger held his long, thick cut cock straight up before the Marine's handsome face.

"I know you've beat off imagining this moment," Roger said softly as he sat with his strong thighs spread wide apart and his feet placed on either side of the naked young Marine kneeling between them, looking up at him. "Good boy, Marine. Go ahead, look right at the big cock you're going to suck... worship. That's what you're going to do, boy... you're going to worship that big fucking dick. You're not going to suck on it like any of the girls who've sucked your cock have. That was kid stuff. You're going to gag on it. Choke on it. You're going to think it's going to kill you, and you'll be happy for it. Kiss the underside of the head."

Bill did not hesitate. His lips pressed to the hot cockmeat exactly where commanded and remained there.

"Now kiss the underside of the shaft where it joins my sack."

Corporal Kennington tilted his handsome face to the side and, with his blue eyes still looking up into Roger's, moved his lips away from the head of Roger's cock down his shaft and pressed them to the base of the man who had become his new DI's cock shaft with his right cheek, lying against Roger's ballsack.

"You look pretty damn nice down there naked on your knees sittin' back on your heels beatin' your meat with your handsome face pressed against my cock, Marine."

"Oh... fuck, Sir... Yes, Sir! Thank you, Sir!" the cock kissing young grunt mostly mumbled rather than said.

Without a word, Roger reached down and placed the heel of his left hand on the crouching Marine's forehead, pushing him away from his cock and tilting his face up slightly at the same time.

"Open up wide like I taught you, Marine."

Crouching now, his back arched, the young Marine sub in training looked up into his trainer's eyes and opened his mouth wide, as he had been trained to. As he did so, what once was his pussy licking tongue slid out over his lower teeth and lip as far as it could, eager to lap at its first cock.

Roger couldn't suppress a grin as he looked down at the groveling young Marine between his thighs while he took his time teasing the young man's wide-open, salivating mouth with the head of his leaking cock.

Bill looked up into Roger's eyes and stroked his juicing cock as Roger smiled down at him and slowly traced his open mouth with the tip of his cockhead, coating the young Marine's lips with precum, making them shine as if he was applying gloss with a giant obscene lipstick.

When the moans, whimpers, and gasps emanating from deep within the Marine became so intense that they merged into a continual desperate sound, Roger slowly fed him his thick, leaking cock, one inch at a time, until the no longer straight young Corporal took all eight inches down his throat. It took a few minutes, and Roger allowed the young Marine several opportunities to gag and cough around his thick shaft as he worked it slowly down into the boy's virgin gullet. Eventually, though, drooling, gagging, and choking, but without ever coming up all the way off Roger's dick, Corporal Kennington took the whole thing.

Roger sat back and stroked Corporal Kennington's Marine Corps high and tightly shorn head like a proud pet owner would his puppy. Billy Kennington, proud young Marine Corps Corporal and former co-captain of his Connecticut high school football team, naked on all fours, beat his hard, drooling, seven-inch dick with his fist, looked up into the eyes of the man who now owned him, and began to suck his first cock.

Being that this was Billy's first time down on a dick, Roger directed him. It began with Roger having the young grunt drag his spit-wet licker up and down the length of Roger's shaft, from its root at his balls to the flange around its big mushroom cap-like head. Roger maintained a litany of verbal instructions, much of it meant to instill in the submission newbie the need to maintain eye contact with his dominant and stay attentive to the nuances in any instructions his Dom might try to convey.

Bill was an apt student. Not only did he follow all of Roger's nuanced directions perfectly; his improvisations, which Roger usually didn't like, pleased him greatly. For example, at one point, the young Marine, without any prompting, came up off Roger's heavily drool-coated cock, gripped it at its base, and, lowering his handsome face cock-whipped his cheeks until Roger's hard dick coated his handsome face with precum and drool. Then the Marine dove back down on the big cock and gobbled it down his throat again.

The first time Roger came, he did so in the Marine's mouth, on his tongue, so he could taste his man. Bill was kneeling, a position he would come to consider his natural one. He sucked on Roger's cock until Roger was close, then Roger finished by jacking off onto the Marine's outstretched tongue. Roger had Billy remain kneeling with his cum covered tongue extended for a full minute after he finished milking out the last few drops of semen. Then he had the Marine swirl his cum around in his mouth to savor its taste before he was allowed to swallow. Cleaning Roger's cock was the last lesson in oral he learned that evening.

After Roger got off. He put Bill onto his back and had the young Marine jack off into his own mouth to quickly experience the taste of his cum after having eaten Roger's. As the twenty-one-year-old Marine was lying on the floor on his back with his wide-spread legs thrown over his head, stroking his profusely-juicing cut dick straight down at his wide-open mouth, Roger knelt behind him, holding him by his balls, tickling and teasing his tight little asshole.

As his new sub's increasing moans reached a point where Roger knew the Marine was about to bust his nut into his open mouth soon, he dipped his left index finger into a nearby jar of lube. While prying the boy's asshole's lips apart with the fingers of his right hand, he looked down into his Corporal's eyes and slowly slid his slippery finger deep down into his tight virgin ass until its tip located Bill's prostate.

Kneeling over the ass up masturbating Marine, Roger's long, thick index finger moved up and down. Each movement either plunged the smaller, penis-like shaft of flesh and bone deep into the young Marine's virgin asshole or slid it back out... plunging down into the grunt's tight virgin ass... or sliding back out... fingering that young Marine's asshole over and over until he shot his load in his own mouth.

Bill's cock was still dripping cum all over his face when Roger gripped his thighs and pulled his legs up and over his shoulders. Fully recovered from his earlier orgasm, he lubed up his hard again dick. Taking a moment to look down at the cum covered handsome face of the Marine beneath him, Roger leaned down and kissed the boy on his cum wet lips. As he did, Bill smiled and wrapped his arms around Roger's neck. He knew to hold on for the ride they were about to take.

"Arms around your knees, Marine," Roger ordered, gripping Bill's legs by each ankle and pulling them from his shoulders.

Not needing to be told twice, the Corporal's arms slid from around Roger's neck and wrapped around the backs of each bent knee.

"Spread those smooth thighs wide, boy, and grip your juicer. I know you've got a lot more cum in those balls to give up for me tonight," Roger instructed as his open hands spread over each of Billy's hairless butt cheeks and began to roll him back onto his shoulders.

For a few minutes, Roger held the young virgin Marine like that, rolled back on his shoulders with his arms wrapped around the backs of his knees, fisting his hard, leaking young cock, looking up into the eyes of the man whose strong hands were squeezing his muscular butt while his big hard cock was humping up and down the young grunt's wide spread ass crack, its lubricated underside riding back and forth over his soft, tender, frightened but oh so excited and needy virgin asshole. Then, when Roger knew the Marine was ready, he said the words.

"Ask for it, Billy."

"Oh... Sir..."

Roger knew the sensation of his hard cock rubbing back and forth against the young Marine's newly sensitized asshole was driving the boy crazy.

"Ask me for it, Marine."

"Oh geez... fuck, Sir... please..."

Roger's big, hot knob of hard flesh pressing... rubbing... pushing...

"Sir... please... ohhh yeah, Sir... FUCK ME!"

Roger's face descended between Billy's spread thighs as the head of his big cock spread the young Marine's asshole open, and their lips met. His tongue thrust into the young Corporal's mouth as much to let Billy know he cared as to stifle his scream as his long, thick cock pried his asshole open and entered him. Billy did scream into Roger's mouth, and his arms flew from around his legs to around Roger's neck, encircling it tightly as Roger's well-lubricated cock spread his virgin straight asshole open and slid all the way up into him in one long steady thrust.

The young Marine screamed again as Roger dragged his big cock back down the young grunt's ass canal, and his arms flew around Roger's back, hugging him even more tightly. When Roger plunged his thick eight-incher back up into Corporal Kennington's tight ass the second time, the Marine disobeyed his order and wrapped his legs around Roger and screamed a third time, but nowhere near as loudly, and that scream actually sounded a little more like a moan.

By the next thrust of Roger's big dick up Corporal Kennington's no longer virgin butt, the Marine was rocking his pelvis up to meet Roger's downward thrusts. Billy's screams had clearly changed to whimpers and moans, and his arms and legs, despite Roger's order, were tightly wrapped around his man's neck and waist. As Roger looked down into the eyes of the young Marine beneath him as he jackhammered his cock into his ass, the smiles not only on Billy's mouth but in his eyes assured him the Corporal was fully with the program.

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