The three of us became a . . . well trio I guess. Shane and I paired up on a regular basis, and occasionally I got that itch that he scratched so well. Sometimes Shane would bring Marc, and he was always eager to play. His initial exposure to man-on-man sex might have been on the rough side, but he didn't seem to mind. There was a rhythm to it all and everyone seemed happy with their individual roles.
During the final judo class of the semester, I noticed that Shane wasn't his normal self. Well actually he was acting very normal for someone else, which was very abnormal for Shane. He was quiet, polite and didn't even come close to pissing anyone off. All were very unusual for him. As the class changed clothes and chatted, Shane seemed in his own world. He left quickly and left me wondering what was up. Shrugging to myself, I finished changing and headed to my house.
I'd only been home for a few minutes when I heard a soft knock. Expecting a neighbor or salesman I opened the door, shock to find Shane on the other side.
"Hey," said Shane.
"Hey Shane. What's up?"
"Not much. Just thought I'd drop by and see how you were."
Crap this was worse than I thought. He was being polite to me, with no one around.
"Come on in Shane. I'm sure you're hungry," I said.
He nodded and moved through the door, sitting on the couch with no effort to get food from the refrigerator. Now very concerned, I grabbed two beers and carried them over, handing him one.
"What's wrong Shane?"
"Nothing. Everything great."
"Bullshit."
"No, really. I graduate in a few days and today I got my orders. Everything's going great," said Shane.
"Your orders? What does that mean?"
"You know, my deployment."
Now I did dread the answer to my next question.
"Deployed to where?" I asked.
Shane tipped the beer back, draining the entire bottle and then setting it on the table. Shane seemed mesmerized by the carpet as he contemplated his answer.
"Afghanistan."
"Oh. Fuck."
"No its great. Active duty. I can't wait to get started."
"When do you leave?" I asked.
"Monday. Well Monday I gotta go home and get things ready. I leave for my tour next week," said Shane.
We sat without speaking for the longest time we had ever been in shared silence. Finally Shane let out a sigh and looked at me.
"Can I spend the weekend, here with you?"
Somewhat taken aback I looked into his eyes, trying to put all this together. "What about graduation? Your parents are coming I'm sure."
"Yeah, they are. I'd like for you to come too."
Now it was my turn to drain the bottle in my hand before answering. As I set the bottle down I locked my eyes on Shane's.
"Sure. I'll come to graduation, and you can spend the weekend. It'll be a last blowout before you leave!" I said, trying to put a good spin on the unexpected turn of events.
"Good," said Shane. He stood and grabbed my hand and tugged. "Come on, I wanna fuck."
I let out a chuckle as my crass Shane started to resurface. Allowing him to pull me up, I followed him to the bedroom. As we stood beside the bed, Shane gently wrapped his arms around me and pressed his lips against mine. The kiss transformed into a passionate exploration as his tongue demanded entry into my mouth, and once admitted began gently investigating throughout my mouth. As I reeled from his loving and passionate initiation of our session, I began to reciprocate. Tilting his head, I kissed my way to his ear and started chewing on his ear lobe. I was surprised to hear a low growl rumble from his chest as my teeth sank into his lobe. I ran my hand down his chest and then under his t-shirt and caressed his torso as we continued kissing and tasting each other.
Just as I was about to pull his shirt over his head, he sank in front of me until he was kneeling before my crotch. Running his hands up my legs, he cupped my ass. He leaned in and began blowing his hot breath through my slacks and over my now hard cock. His hands kneaded my ass as he began chewing on my cock. Soon he had my body filled with desire. After several minutes of cock worship, he moved back and unbuckled my belt. Soon he had my pants pooled around my ankles. Smiling he pushed me back onto the bed and then started removing my socks and shoes. Once he had slid my pants off my now bare feet, he took my toe into his mouth and started sucking it like it was my dick. While it wasn't really my thing, Shane seemed to be enjoying the toe sucking so I relaxed and enjoyed it. Eventually he moved up my legs, running his hands over my legs.
His hands shifted and he gripped the back of my knees and pushed them back against my chest. Holding them back he started moving down toward my hole. Just before I told him I wasn't in the mood for anal, his tongue pierced my sphincter, and I let out a small squeal. I lost track of time as he ate my ass. Pleasure was coming in waves as his thick tongue danced around, over and inside of my anus. My ass was twitching once he moved away, reaching up he sank two fingers deep inside me and started figging my ass as he smiled down at me.
"I want to fuck you Matt. You ready for a good hard Army fucking?"
"Oh god yes. Fuck me college boy! I really need your hard dick in me!"
Standing up he slipped his shorts and jock below his nuts and then crawled onto the bed. I opened my shirt and started playing with my nipples as he came closer. Feeling the swollen head of his cock pressing into me I twisted my nipples hard and pushed out with my ass, as I tried to suck his dick inside of me. He paused just inside my outer gates and waiting. Smiling he watched my body twisting under him, trying to pull more cock into my ass. I was moaning loudly and furiously rubbing my nipples, needing to be filled.
"Fuck! Put it in! Quit teasing me, goddamn it!"
"You want some fuckin' hard college cock Sensei?"
"Goddamn it! Yes!"
And with that Shane rammed his cock hard into my butt. Never pausing as I gasped at the sudden entry, he plunged and rammed into me like a prized breeding stallion. As I gasped and yelled he pinned me under his powerful body and took what he wanted. Finally the pain faded, replaced by pleasure. I relaxed against the bed, unable to do more than just relax. Feeling his need to take me I didn't fight him, and actually started to enjoy my submissive role.
"Fuck my ass Shane! Fuck it hard!"
Grunting and dripping sweat on my back, Shane continued to pile drive into my throbbing gut. His staying power was far longer than usual and I was starting to get that great tingle inside from the relentless pounding he was doing on my prostate. Just when the delicious pressure was starting to build inside me, Shane's fingers dug into my waist and I could feel his cock swell inside me. As I panted under him, trying to move so I would find release too, my ass was flooded with hot boy juice. His throbbing dick painted my gut while he twisted and moaned, keeping my ass pinned to the bed.