Early in 1987, not to long before my circumcision, I was stationed at Travis AFB in California.  I worked at a 24/7/365 operation on base, because of that my schedule was varied and my days off fluctuated. Sometime around February or March I went to the bowling alley one day for a late lunch. Since it was my day off I was out of uniform, but when I got there it seemed it was the popular place to grab a bite to eat that day.  The bowling alley wasn't a major restaurant, it was a bowling alley after all, so the tables were pretty packed.

I ordered a bacon grilled cheese with fries and waited for my order.  A few people behind me in line was a Marine in uniform, 6' 1", 185lbs, dark brown hair, striking dark brooding eyes, smooth but muscled light brown skin and looking really good in his BDU's (Battle Dress Uniform, the old jungle style camouflage). I wasn't sure, but it seemed he had an eye for me as well. 

When my order was ready I picked it up and started looking for a place to sit, just as I was about to sit at a table with a couple of USAF sergeants in uniform, the Marine waves at an empty table and places his drink down on it as he heads back towards the counter while waiting for his food. I take a seat at the table and watch him as he waits for his food. He returned with a tray full of food, looked like enough to feed his whole platoon. As he sat down, he introduced himself, as Carlos in a deep baritone voice with a hint of a New England accent.

Our lunch conversation consisted of him going on and on about how spoiled we were on an AFB (Air Force Base) compared to how they were treated on a Marine base. Since I had never been on any other military installation other than any AFB I was intrigued to hear the comparisons. After we had both finished our meals, he had polished of his entire tray of food, our conversation continued. Eventually he started in on how our dorms were like hotel rooms as opposed to the barracks they were subjected to. Now I'll admit dorms on an AFB are pretty decent, but the ones I currently lived in on Travis were Korean War era and not like the Vietnam era ones on the other side of base. My dorm had communal bathrooms, the newer ones had had restrooms shared between two rooms. As I was explaining my predicament like it was a horrible condition, he smirked and shook his head. Trust me it's better than my living conditions, he proclaimed, I was having none of that and invited him to come see how bad my dorm was. He stood up and said, show me!

We walked back to my dorm, the whole way him explaining that they had 5 or up to 6 guys per room and a central latrine to about a dozen rooms. I was slowly getting nervous, our dorms were 2 to a room and a central restroom to about 8 rooms. Their latrine was an open shower concept with 8 shower heads, 8 toilets separated by just dividers and 8 urinals all open to each other, ours was 4 separated shower stalls with shower curtains, 4 stalled toilets with stall doors and 4 urinals with dividers.

When we reached my dorm and walked upstairs to my room, he was laughing the whole way and shaking his head. Just as I figured, he said. I opened my room and we stepped inside, he looked around almost confused, only one side of the room looked lived in. I had a roommate, but he was never there. His girlfriend lived in town and he basically lived with her in her apartment. Carlos looked back at me and I explained my roomie situation, he was shaking his head and almost looked disgusted. You see I was an E-3 and Carlos was an E-4 (E-1 through E-9 is the rank structure for an Enlisted member of the military, each branch assigns ranks to the enlisted structure which is used for pay), long story short (yes, I know, to late) he out ranked me. He couldn't believe that a lower ranking enlisted guy would have much better living arrangement strictly based on branch of service, but at the same time, he said that us Air Force guys were spoiled.

All the sudden there was a shift in the air, you could feel an electric charge fill the room and I was feeling anxious. A wicked grin slowly took over his face and his eyes filed with an almost devilish shine. I wasn't sure but I felt like something exciting was about to occur. He walked back towards my door and looked closely at the door handle, wow, he said... you can even lock your door and he did.

As he turned around I noticed the huge bulge in the front of his pants and his grin turned mischievous. My own excitement was not easily hidden, my shorts were also tented in the front. As he walked towards me, he pointed down at my tented shorts and asked if I needed some extra space in those shorts. I tried to smile but I was to busy looking down at that increasing bulge in his BDU's, without any further conversation, we both began to strip down. As he freed his cock, it sprang upwards in a quick single bouncing motion. There he stood, naked in all his Marine built glory. His muscled chest, 6 pack abs, strong and powerful built legs and that, OMG 8 1/2" thick as my wrist uncut cock. Damn he was a sight to see, I thought he was hot in that uniform of his, but now, fuck he was extremely damn hot. I was embarrassed standing in front of him, my small build and my much smaller uncut version of what he was sporting, hard as a rock.

He came to me and took me in his arms and held me tight, I trembled under his strength. He moved us both to the bed, lying me down on my back and covering me as he laid a top of me.  I could feel his weight and strength as he began to kiss me, I could feel his need and hunger as his kissing deepened and he began to devour my lips. His cock was wedged just at the taint of my ass it was already covered in precum. His hands were searching, caressing, teasing and rubbing every inch of my body he could. His tongue and lips kissed everywhere and everything they came into contact with. My cock was so hard it ached. His cock slipped beneath my taint and closer to my twitching and burning asshole. His thrusting was pushing harder and harder against my small pink pucker. Each push deposited more and more precum against my small tight pink hole. I knew what was about to happen, my mind raced, flooded with fear after seeing the size of his manhood, knowing that hooded snake was about to strike and its prey was my ass... but my body, my cock ached for him and my tiny hole pulsed and vibrated with the desire to be taken by him.

Still locked in a sweet assault from his tongue and lips, his hands slid down onto the outside of both my thighs. With a strong, yet gentle grip, he pulled my thighs upward shifting my legs to allow him access to what his cock hungered for, my pouting small hole was exposed. His body and cock worked in unison, never breaking contact with my mouth, his cock pushed and pushed, more and more precum deposited on his prize. My ass was quivering in anticipation, desiring to be penetrated, wanting and needing him to push through and take want he wanted.  We never spoke, we didn't need to, our bodies were communicating beautifully with each other. He was going to take me and my body was more than ready, more than willing, my body desired it. His cock made its move, my ass countered with opening up wide and granting him access inside of me. Between his precum and my eager ass, he slid inside almost effortlessly. I felt his warmth, his length, his girth and his blood pulsing within his cock from my toes to the top of my head.  My cock was beyond aching, it was so hard, so engorged with blood that it felt every thrust of his cock... my cock felt fucking incredible, I was leaking everywhere, on my stomach, dripping onto my legs and covering his 6 pack as well.

 His hands slipped my knees onto his wide shoulders, his entry now unrestricted and his target now angled more accesably. I felt as he pushed his entire length deep within my bowels, his cock head pushing and forcing waves of pleasure throughout my entire body. He released my mouth and tongue and repositioned himself to take me on his drive for pleasure, his pace increasing, his effort into the full weight of achieving his goal. He took my ass for his own, claimed me for his use. His gentle thrusts became more aggressive, he took me as any good Marine would storm a beach in wartime, he was on a mission and I was along for the ride and oh what a ride I was on. His huge stiff manhood pistoning in and out of me, my body trembling with wave after wave of internal pleasure.

His face flushed red, his jaw bone tightened, his breath quickened, I knew the signs, his goal was in sight. I felt his cock flexing, increasing in size and then his head flew back and a quiet but guttural cry escaped his lips and I felt deep within me an explosion of warmth. His thrusts became jabs as shot after shot of his cum sprayed the inner walls of me. His paced slowed and his breathing relaxed as he collapsed his full weight on top of me. He lay there as still small spurts of cum coated every recess of my ass. His cock slipped from my used hole as it shrank in size, his cum dripping onto the blanket below me. His heart rate slowed and pleasure ripped through every inch of me. A moment passed and his eyes met mine, they sparkled with pleasure achieved. He kissed me several times and as he drew back I saw the most beautiful satisfied smile on his face.

He released my legs as they dropped to the blanket like dead weight, numb from being on his shoulders so long. He slid down my body with ease through my soaked stomach covered in my precum and sweat, he gave me a knowing smile then dropped his head down taking my cock to the base into his mouth effortlessly. My cock had been so hard for so long, it only took three full, top to base plunges with that sweet hot mouth of his and my cock erupted. Cum shot to the back of his throat, 1, 2, 3, 4 and 1 more... 5 huge shots of cum ripped through my cock and into his mouth. I was out of breath, spent, used and feeling fantastic. He climbed from the bed and spit into the trash can a massive load of my cum from his mouth... He looked sheepishly at me and apologized. He explained to me that he doesn't really like to swallow, I laughed and told him it was cool, it was alright.

He quickly started getting dressed and stopped, walked over to the side of the bed and held out his flaccid cock dripping with cum drops, I leaned over and sucked it dry.  He thanked me and continued dressing. He explained he had to get back to the base terminal to catch up with his buddies, they were flying out shortly for Hawaii on an airplane leaving in about 45 minutes. Fully dressed, he kissed me several more times and then opened the door, looked down the hallway and disappeared closing the door behind him.

Now, remember I'm the bottom very seldom and this fucking hot Marine just fucked me silly... so I'm still on the bed where he left me, my legs weak, my ass gaping about the diameter of a 50 cent piece, cum dripping from it, my cock spent with drops of cum covering it, sweat and precum on my stomach and groin, my lips almost bruised from his assult and the biggest shit eating grin on my face.