Everyone is over 18 years of age
John went away for his officer training. It was inevitable, but I still dreaded it. If you've fallen madly in love and spent every day with someone, only to have some separation forced on you, you know the feeling. So as he was very busy with his training, I threw myself into preparing for law school. As the actual start of classes approached, I got my books and early reading assignments. That was plenty to keep me busy, and it really helped. Regular calls with John helped, too.
Those calls actually were pretty tame, considering how we tore up the sheets when we were together, although we'd sometimes be a little playful. I'd tell him how he had the hottest ass in the Army. He'd ask if I'd taken a survey. And sometimes he'd tease me. He told me about this one Pakistani-American officer he worked with who had beautiful skin color and an ass that was amazing. I'd pretend to be offended, and we'd end up laughing together.
Some days felt like they dragged on forever, but most days, I got so lost in my work that they flew by. Well, okay, with the occasional breaks to lie on the bed and stroke out a load while I imagined my hot man was there with me.
Finally, finally, finally, the day came. He was coming home. He had a short break before he was deployed to his first post. Yes, as much as I wanted to see him and hold him again, that news was going to be part of this visit--where were they going to send him? With the Army, it could literally be the other side of the world. But I tried not to fixate on that. I wanted to focus on the happiness of seeing him again.
He could only give me a rough idea of when he'd get back, within a couple of hours. So I went downstairs and sat in the lobby with one of my books. Constitutional Law (we call it "Con Law"). Not the lightest reading, but it would require me to focus, so maybe that would be a good distraction.
When I got down there, I spread out on the lobby couch. It was across from Phoebe's office, so I said hi. She smiled. "What brings you down here, handsome?"
I smiled back. "Just waiting for someone."
"Oh, I see! Would this be your fiancé?"
"Maybe."
"Good for you, hon. You must be so excited!"
"Yeah, I am. It's been so tough to be apart."
She smiled, and then she said she'd leave me alone to read.
It still was a while. I looked up every time I heard someone coming through the lobby door. Each time was excitement and then disappointment, until finally, this vision in green came walking in. That uniform didn't even show off his best curves so well, but that didn't stop him looking very hot.
I tried to be nonchalant, just to tease him. I didn't put the law book down. Just looked up and said, "Hey, soldier, new in town?"
He smiled that radiant smile of his. "They warned me about ambushes in training."
"Too late! I've spotted you out in the open."
He walked over, and I tossed the book aside.
He sat down next to me, stroked my hair and said, "god, I've missed you."
"I've missed you, too, babe!"
And we were kissing. Suddenly, I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, that Phoebe was out of her office and leaning on the counter in front of it.
We stopped kissing, and she said, "Oh, don't stop on my account. I do love my soap operas."
We both started laughing. I said, "You're the worst!" and laughed some more.
She laughed, too. "Oh, come on! I've waited three months for the big reunion!"
We both laughed. Then John, ever the smooth one, got up and went over to Phoebe. He leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "How've you been, Feebs?"
"Doing just fine, thanks. I've tried to keep Jess out of trouble, but you know what a wild man he is when you're not around to supervise."
He said, "Why am I having trouble picturing that?"
"Well, he's wild about his studying."
"Now that sounds more like him!"
"But I did hear that he and some hot guy put a mark on the ceiling over the tub with a champagne cork a few months ago."
John looked to be blushing a bit.
She added, "Well done, boys."
And John said, "Okay then, I suppose we should head upstairs to chat and discuss current events."
She laughed. "Yes, you do that."
With that, we headed for the elevator. As the door closed, I pushed the button for the seventh floor and then moved in close. He smiled. "Remember, there's a camera in here."
I smiled back, grabbed him, ran my hands to his ass, and kissed him deep. I didn't care. Let Phoebe have her little thrill, if she wanted!
As the door opened on 7, I gave a little wave to the camera, and we headed to the end of the hall, back to our home. We were inside in a flash, and we were saying how much we'd missed each other, never really stopping making out as we did.
"Jess?"
"Yes?"
"You know, there are lots of hot men in the Army."
"Yeaaah?"
"And not one of them was of interest. All I needed was you."
And our lips were mashed together again, kissing like horny teenagers, our tongues finding each other.
We broke the kiss for a moment, and he panted, "I've needed you for so long. Please put that hard cock in me! I need it and your loads!"
I went back to kissing him and started pulling his clothes off as we awkwardly walked to the bedroom. Awkwardly, because we were turning as we moved, one of us walking backwards--or both of us sideways--as we went. That and stripping off clothes at the same time, trying not to trip as the pants came off.
Once we were naked, I looked him up and down. "Big dick there, stud. Are you sure you don't want to be in me?"
He shook his head. "No, I know what I need, and I need you to take me!"
