It was a warm spring day when Dave Henderson was discharged from the United States Marine Corps back into his home community. The sense of freedom Dave felt as he walked down the streets of Reading, Pennsylvania, made him feel light and giddy. He smiled, thinking he would now be able to pursue a career as well as the love life he had set aside because of the military’s “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy.
He had given the end of his teen years to his country, and now it was time that he began planning the rest of his life. He began to relax as he walked down the street and took closer notice of the handsome young guys that passed him, no longer having to be quite as careful with his appraising looks as he had prior to his honorable discharge. Reading seemed to be teeming with really cute guys around his age, and he couldn’t wait to hit the many gay bars of the city.
Over the course of the next few days, Dave secured a position as a paralegal in one of the city’s premier law firms. While in the Marines, he had begun college and had chosen the legal field as his major. Having completed two years of college in the Marines and currently enrolled in a nearby college, he was desirable by the standards of the local law firms. His current status as a veteran only added additional appeal for other firms. The law firm of Blankenship, Morgan, and Surreal secured his services as a junior paralegal upon the condition that he continued in college and graduated with a degree.
It was Friday night, and he had just received his first paycheck from his new job. It was time to go out and hit the bars and see what Reading had to offer in the way of male companionship. As he wiped the steam off of the mirror, he looked down at his body in the reflection and was very pleased with what he saw. One undeniable benefit of having served in the Marine Corps was the peak physical shape he was required to maintain. His pecs stood out and provided the start for an abdomen that would be the envy of everyone at the local gym. His six pack of abs was almost an eight pack, undeniably a clear selling point for his desirability to other gay men.
His manhood was slightly above average with two rather large balls hanging down like ripe plums in the sun. He refused to follow the trend of shaving his pubic hair and opted instead for a slight trim. He completed his personal inspection by turning around and looking back at his ass. Two cheeks of manly power and beauty were exposed to his gaze, and his legs continued the overall well-muscled look of his body.
Finally, he looked above his pecs and smiled. His light brown, almost blond hair was slightly longer than it had been in the past, shading his bright blue eyes. Strong cheekbones complimented the square jaw that framed his white smile. Now all he needed was the right clothes to show it all off and he had exactly the jeans that would do it.
He walked to the bedroom and went to the closet. He reached unerringly to the exact place on the upper shelf, pulled down a pair of faded 501s and threw them on the bed. From there he went to the dresser, opened his top left drawer, and pulled out his favorite black T-shirt. Next, he took out a pair of black Calvin Klein boxer briefs and some socks.
He dressed—feeling the satisfying caress of his favorite jeans—put on his Marine Corps ring, ran the brush through what hair he had, and headed out the door. He emerged onto the porch of an old mansion house on the main street in Reading. It had been broken up into four apartments, and Dave occupied one of two on the second floor. Beautiful inlaid marble covered the floors, and there was highly polished mahogany wood everywhere one looked.
Dave headed down the street and turned right at the corner headed toward one of Reading’s oldest gay bars. The Purple Door had been around for at least thirty years and stood as the symbol of the gay community in the city, and as Dave approached, he had an odd tension in his stomach. Somehow he felt that once he crossed the threshold of the bar, he was identified to the community at large as a homosexual. Considering this was something he had fought against so hard in the military, crossing through the door was like breaking a curse.
When he walked in, all the heads in the place turned to check out who was coming in. The club had a bar formed in a big oval in the middle of the room with a small dance floor off to one side. There was no band, just pre-recorded music played on loop. The light was low, and it took Dave a minute for his vision to adjust to the atmosphere. As he took a seat at the bar, all eyes were still focused on him as the bartender headed his way.
“What’ll be?” the cute bartender asked. Weren’t all gay bartenders cute?
“Rum and Coke, please.”
“Sure thing. New around here? I don’t remember seeing you before.”
“New? Not really. New in here, yes. I just got out of the Marines, and this is my first month home.”
“Ah, that would explain the high and tight,” the bartender said, referring to Dave’s hair.
“Yeah, I kinda like it, though,” Dave replied.
“Don’t get me wrong, I like it too. Dan’s my name,” the bartender said, holding out his hand.
“Hi, Dave, glad to meet you.”
“Ah, forgive me for asking, but you are twenty-one or older, right?”
“Yep, wanna see ID?”
“Nah, I’ll take your word for it. First drink is on the house, Marine,” Dan said.
“Thanks, nice of you,” Dave replied with a smile that seemed to light up the bar.
As Dave looked around, he found most of the men in the bar were still staring at him. He nodded a few times, and the guys nodded back or waved. It was obvious that more than one man was intensely interested in Dave, but none approached him directly. As he finished his drink, Dan brought another and set it down.
“This is from Nick over there at the end of the bar,” Dan said and smiled again. “I don’t think you’ll be paying for any drinks in here tonight,” he continued with a laugh. Dave nodded to Nick and smiled. Dan reached down below the bar and did something that turned up the music slightly. As a good song came on, one young man girded his loins and came up to Dave.
“Care to dance?”
“Hi, I’m Dave,” he said, holding out his hand.
“Hi, Dave, Scott.”
“Yeah, Scott, I’d love to dance,” he said as he slid off the bar stool, took Scott by the hand and headed out on the floor. Only one other couple was dancing so it was easy for everyone in the bar to watch. And Dave gave them something to watch.
It was one of Michael Jackson’s hits that almost vibrated Dave off the barstool, and he threw himself into the music. He managed to move in sync with the song, showing off his body in the process. Scott was so captivated by Dave’s style that he was just going through the motions, shuffling his feet as he gazed at Dave dancing. As “Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’,” continued, a small group of men gathered at the edge of the dance floor to watch. They couldn’t take their eyes off of Dave’s ass as it wiggled in time to the music. As Dave got into a dance song, his eyes closed and he became one with the music, unaware that he had drawn an admiring crowd.
A fine sheen of sweat broke out on Dave’s forehead as he twisted and turned to the beat. When the song ended, Dave opened his eyes to smile at Scott and found the crowd staring at him. All at once they began to clap, and Scott faded into the crowd.
It must have been Michael Jackson night, because the very next song was “(It Don’t Matter If You’re) Black or White,” and one of the men who had been watching came out to dance in front of Dave. Dave responded by dancing with the newcomer to the delight of the crowd.
As the song wore on, the other man moved in close to Dave and began to run his hands down Dave’s back. When the stranger grabbed Dave’s ass cheeks, Dave pulled away and left the dance floor. It was obvious that Dave had no intention of being pawed over by anyone.
He found Scott and put his arm around his shoulder.
“You disappeared; what happened?” Dave asked.
“When I found the entire bar watching us, well, watching you really, I became uncomfortable. You weren’t alone long,” Scott said with a slight frown.
“Ah, pay them no mind. They looked like the seals at SeaWorld at feeding time.”
Scott laughed out loud, picturing the seals clapping for more fish to be tossed to them.
“Well, I’m used to walking my dance partner off the floor just like I walked him onto it.”
“I’ll remember that next time. You know you’re hot, right?”
“Not any hotter than a zillion other men.”
“Yeah, well, those zillion other guys? They aren’t in this bar tonight.”
“You say that to all the guys, come on.”
“Damn, look at the drinks waiting for you over there! I count seven,” observed Scott.
“I guess I ought to drink some of them. Look, maybe we can catch another dance later?”
“Sure, be my pleasure,” Scott said.
Dave walked around to the other side of the bar and took his place in front of the stack of drinks. As he looked at them, he motioned for Dan to come over.
“No more drinks please. This enough to get me drunk,” said Dave.
“You’re not driving, are you?” Dan asked.
“Nah, I only live a couple blocks from here. But please, just tell the guy that I’m not accepting any more drinks, okay?”
“Sure thing, stud,” Dan replied with a wink.
Dan removed the one empty glass as Dave pulled a full one toward him. For the next hour, guy after guy came up to Dave and asked him to dance. He accepted a couple of offers but declined most. As closing hour began to near, Dave was feeling the effects of the multiple drinks. The bar was mostly empty now, and Dan began to clear glasses off and announced “last call.”
Dave got up and went to the men’s room to relieve himself and upon his return to the bar he noticed that it was now two o’clock.
“I guess I can’t drink them all anyways. Two left and time is gone.”
“Look, I’ll shoo the rest of the guys out, lock the door, and you can finish them while I clean up—okay?”
“Sure. I’ll hurry.”
Dave drank one more but couldn’t finish the last drink that had been bought for him. When he got up to leave, Dan came over to him and put his arm around him.
“Did you have a good time tonight?”
“Yeah, sure did. Most of the guys were pretty cool, and I got to dance a lot without worrying if someone from the base was watching.”
“Listen, I usually don’t do this, but would you like to come home with me and have some coffee?”
Dave looked at the bartender’s face and then let his eyes drop down the front of the man. Dave liked what he saw.
“Is that a pick-up line?”
Dan smiled. “Yeah, I guess it is. I would love for you to spend the night with me. We’ll wake up, and I’ll make you breakfast and drive you home. Whadda ya say?”
Dave stood up and leaned into Dan, giving him a quick kiss which Dan tried to stretch out. Dave was a little drunk and began to sway back.
“Whoa, cowboy, we better get on home before you’re on the floor!” Dan smiled as he walked over to the light panel and began to shut off all the lights. After one last look around the bar, he motioned toward the door, and the two men left, Dan locking up behind them.
“How far do you live from here?” Dave asked.
“Not far, we’ll be at my place in less than five minutes.”
As Dan drove them to his home, Dave looked the bartender over again. Black hair, slender, small waist, big bulge, and cowboy boots—nice. Dave could feel himself growing in his jeans, and he shifted slightly to take the pressure off his erection.
After another couple of minutes, Dan pulled along the curb and parked. They got out and went into one of the many brownstone apartment buildings that sat on the outer edge of the city. They went into a first-floor apartment, and when Dan closed the door behind them, he pulled Dave into his arms, giving him a gentle hug and a kiss on the side of his neck.
“Damn, you’re one fine man, Marine,” Dan said with a heavy laden voice.
“You’re not bad yourself, barkeep,” Dave replied as he found Dan’s lips and pressed a kiss into them.
“Want something to drink?”
“You’re off duty now, Dan. But I’ll take a glass of something ice cold for the bedroom, if you don’t mind.”
“We better switch you to Diet 7UP after all that sugar from the Cokes you’ve been drinking tonight. Come on, kitchen’s this way,” he said, motioning with his head to the hallway that ran the length of the apartment.
Dave followed and looked around as he went. There was a beautiful old fireplace in the living room and gorgeous wood throughout the apartment. They entered the kitchen, where Dan poured soda into a glass full of ice and handed it to Dave.
“Bathroom is this way,” Dan said as he led Dave further down the hallway.
“Here, would you take my drink for me while I hit the bathroom?”
“Sure, take your time.”
Dave entered the bathroom and closed the door. After relieving himself, he walked over to the sink, washed off his hands, looked into the mirror, and found two bloodshot eyes staring back at him. Ugh, you’ve had too much to drink tonight more than likely, but at least you’re gonna get laid for the first time in months!
He splashed some cold water on his face, which brought about a renewed sense of well-being, and dried off on the towel. He left the bathroom and found the master bedroom where Dan was already lying on the bed naked.
“Damn, cowboy, you don’t waste any time, do you?” Dave asked with a smile.
“Well, we both know why we’re here and what we want, so there’s no sense in being coy,” Dan replied while dropping his eyes to Dave’s crotch. “Take your clothes off, or do you want the lights off?” he asked.
“No, the lights on are fine for now.”
Dave kicked off his sneakers and pulled off his socks without even sitting. Next the T-shirt was peeled off over his head revealing his chest and abs to Dan’s admiring eyes. Dan got off the bed, came over to Dave, and said, “Here, let me do that.”
Dan got down on his knees and unbuckled Dave’s belt, and then slowly popped open each button on Dave’s jeans. When he pulled the jeans down, Dave’s CKs went with them and out popped Dave’s semi-erect cock, bouncing up and down in front of Dan’s face. As Dave leaned on Dan’s shoulders for balance, Dan pulled each leg of the jeans off along with the underwear.
Dan rocked back on his heels so that he could get a long view look of Dave from head to toe. Dave stood there letting Dan enjoy the view, growing harder under the intense assessment.
“Dave, you are incredible. You have one damn fine body, dude!”
“Thanks, that’s really nice of you to say.”
Dan reached out to touch Dave’s cock and balls, gently stroking him. When Dave’s cock pointed toward the ceiling, Dan knew that Dave was fully aroused. He rocked forward taking Dave into his mouth, slowly going down all the way to the pubes and releasing him just as slowly as he held his balls.
Dan looked up at Dave and said, “Let’s get on the bed.”
Dan pulled the covers back to the foot of the bed, exposing the freshly laundered sheets. As they settled down onto the mattress, Dan asked, “Light on or off?”
“Do you have a candle, by chance?”
Dan hopped out of bed, retrieved a candle, and brought it back and lit it. When the light was turned off, a gentle soft glow made shadows dance on the walls and ceiling.
“You like?” Dan asked.
“Yeah, I like,” replied Dave.
Dave took Dan into his arms and began to kiss him while playing with one of Dan’s nipples, which immediately became hard. Dan moved one hand down onto Dave’s cock and gently jacked Dave slowly as Dave continued to apply kisses all over Dan’s neck and chest.
Dan pushed Dave back down on the bed, flipped around and climbed on top of Dave so that they could perform a sixty-nine. Dan eagerly gobbled up Dave’s cock once more. As Dave looked up, he saw the beautiful curve of Dan’s ass, his balls swinging slightly and his erection pointing out. Dave slid down a little bit, grasped Dan’s cock, and pulled it into his mouth as they sucked each other’s cocks. Dave rubbed and caressed Dan’s ass as he sucked his dick. He let go of Dan’s cock and began to run his tongue over the dangling balls before his eyes, jolting Dan upright.
Dan swung over and dropped down alongside of Dave and exhaled heavily.
“Did I hurt you?” Dave asked.
“Hurt me? Hell, no, when your tongue hit my balls, I almost shot my load right then and there. Damn, you know how to use your mouth.”
Dave turned on his side, took Dan’s face in his hands, and kissed him gently on the lips. “Do you know it’s been months since I’ve been laid? I can’t wait to pop one off, so get busy. The head of my dick needs attention.”
“Yes, sir,” Dan replied.
He crawled down the bed between Dave’s legs, and when settled, began to use only his tongue. He ran it up the underside of the shaft and around the head. He licked his way back down and continued onto the heavy sac. He took each ball into his mouth and gently rolled it around with his tongue, making Dave grab the sheets and twist them into clumps. Dan released Dave’s balls and went even farther down to the strip between Dave’s balls and his asshole. There he licked at a fevered pitch before he grabbed Dave’s legs and pushed them back toward Dave’s head, exposing the prize he was seeking. Chills ran up and down Dave’s body in response to this intimate sexual contact.
Dan licked all around the edge of Dave’s opening, which was something no one had ever done to Dave before. When Dan finally hit the middle of the rosebud, Dave saw stars and flashes of light and came up off the bed in pure pleasure.
“Holy fuck! That feels incredible! Fuck! Don’t stop, please!” he pleaded.
Dan smiled and went back to work on his target. After giving the area a thorough licking, he began to drive the tip of his tongue into Dave’s ass. Once again, Dave came off of the bed, taking the sheets with him.
Dan cooled him off a little by leaving the area and working his way back up to Dave’s balls. Then he took Dave’s cock and went down on him, licking the pre-cum off the tip. He began to go up and down on Dave while playing with both nipples, making Dave moan deeply in appreciation of what Dan was doing to him.
Dan stopped and moved up to look into Dave’s face. “Can I fuck you?” he asked. “You’ve got an incredible ass.”
“Ah, I’m afraid not. I’m a virgin that way, and I’m not ready to give that up,” Dave answered, knowing that wasn’t the truth. Dan had allowed only one other guy to do that, and he would’ve given his life for that man.
A look of disappointment came over Dan’s face. He pleaded some more but was met with the same response. Dave tried to quickly make Dan feel better by pushing him down on his back and begging to suck his cock. The effect of so much alcohol was beginning to take its toll on Dave, and he wanted to finish their sexual liaison before he passed out.
Dave got between Dan’s legs, pushed both hands under Dan’s ass and lifted him up enough so that he could set Dan’s ass on his legs. This brought Dan’s cock much closer to Dave’s mouth, and he went to work on Dan aiming to bring him to climax.
Dave wet his index finger and worked it into Dan’s ass as he sucked Dan’s cock with the intent of making him cum. He wiggled his finger in Dan’s ass, making Dan moan and move restlessly against the linen. When Dan’s balls began to move up to the base of his cock, Dave knew the time was near.
At the first taste of semen, Dave pulled off Dan’s cock and began to fist Dan’s rigid shaft fast and hard. The climax was now unstoppable, and Dave smiled as stream after stream shot out of Dan’s cock, covering Dan’s face and chest with white fluid.
When the spurts slowed and finally halted, Dave lowered Dan’s ass and slid alongside of the other man, who was breathing heavy and hard. Dave lowered his mouth and kissed Dan’s right nipple, causing Dan’s body to jerk in reaction. Signaling that his nipples were now oversensitive, Dan covered the right one with his hand and smiled.
Dan reached under the bed and pulled out a cloth that appeared to be used for the very purpose of clean-up. When his breathing returned to normal, he looked at Dave and said, “Now, it’s your turn, stud.”
Before Dan could move, Dave got up onto Dan’s chest and inched forward until his cock was resting on Dan’s lips. “Open up, big boy.”
Dave eased his cock into Dan’s mouth and began to rock back and forth, slowly fucking Dan’s face. Dan ran his hands over Dave’s ass and parted his cheeks until he could finger Dave’s hole. This made Dave increase the speed of his fucking until he felt the climax building. When he was right on the edge, he pulled out and sat back so that Dan could grab his cock and finish him off by hand.
When Dave shot his load, Dan’s kept his eyes tightly closed so that the acidic semen covering his face didn’t get into them. When Dave finished emptying his balls, he collapsed back onto the bed, chest heaving.
Dan reached for the cloth and wiped his face off. When Dave regained control of his breath, he pulled himself back to lie alongside of Dan and smiled.
“Damn, that was fine. You have no idea how bad I needed to bust a nut, dude.”
“Oh, I felt how bad, believe me.” Dan laughed.
Dan got out of bed and went into the bathroom. When he returned to bed, Dave smiled at him sleepily, practically snoring. Dan smiled and said, “Well done, Marine, well done.”
He pulled the covers up and blew out the candle. Within a minute, he was fast asleep too.