Declan (not his real name) arrived at my door in no 4, straight from work, and spent quite some time taking off his boots before stepping in.
(You’ll remember this hunky army regular from Sergeant Duty: https://6sg.tumblr.com/post/178282211111/sergeant-duty)
“So, this is your place,” he said. “Nice, nice.”
He smelled pretty ripe, no surprise after a long day, and I handed him a towel and let him go shower. He ditched his clothes and took off his glasses, and headed off. I was already clean, and extra fresh down there because when we had chatted on Scruff he had mentioned how horny he was because his wife was away on a business trip. Our conversation had revolved around how badly he needed a fuck, and I knew what he was angling for. I sometimes say that I don’t mess around with people who are attached, unless their other half knows or (preferably joins in) but I guess Declan is an exception to the rule, because I agreed to help him out.
I guess it’s because I find him very attractive, maybe because he’s straight (or should I say “straight”)? Declan is a soldier, a regular in the armed forces. He’s only a little younger than me, and is a leader and a trainer in an infantry unit, I think. He’s kinda cocky, rough around the edges, the perfect guy to be an army sergeant, able to switch from bully to strict school teacher in the blink of an eye, I imagine. He has small eyes, and his glasses (the typical thick black plastic frames) make them look smaller than they are. He looks a bit nerdy, but also a bit arrogant. Thick lips and a squarish face, but looking like a professional asshole only adds to it: he’s not a handsome fella, just looks like a regular guy.
Physically, he’s got a soldier’s tan, and a lean, lithe body. Not a lot of bulk, but enough to have a good shape, but fit, you know, really fit. He’s not primped or manscaped like your average gay guy, I guess you’d call him “natural”. Like many Chinese guys, he doesn’t have a lot of body hair, a little at his pubes and ass, a litttle in his pits, but none of it was trimmed or plucked.
Even though I’m not usually fussy when we meet to have fun outdoors, this time he was in my home. I stripped off my clothes and joined Declan in the shower. I douched myself out (to show him how it was done) and things got a bit messy when I helped him to do the same. When he was clean to my satisfaction, we went back to standing under the rainshower.
Declan has a long foreskin that extends beyond his cock even when he’s hard and as I helped him to shower, I pulled it back, soaped up his exposed cock head dick and made sure he was clean.
Good thing I did that, because as soon as we’d rinsed off, he pushed me to the floor and presented me with his cock.
“I’m damn horny la,” he said, “Suck it.” He pushed his tool into my mouth almost before I was ready, holding me by the hair and simply face-fucking me. He doesn’t have a huge cock, but the blunt mushroom head is fun to suck, and it’s a good size, thick at the base and gets skinnier until the shaft terminates under the bulb of his mushroom.
Sucking his dick was as much foreplay as I got, because after he got tired of fucking my face, he said “okay, where you want to do?”
We got dried off and I took him to the chaise longue - a condom (for him) and some lube later (I fingered and lubed myself, before making sure his gloved cock was nice and slick) and we were ready. I knelt on the chaise, presenting him my ass, and he patted it a couple of times while he positioned his dick at my hole. I was glad that I had done enough prep, because he shoved right in.
“Tight,” he muttered, and then he banged me. No nicer words for it, no switching of positions, no pleasantries. I braced against the force of his thrusts as best as I could, as he got more and more intense and faster, and it wasn’t long before he sighed and slammed into me with a few hard thrusts, cumming at the same time.
He pulled out, and remained standing at the foot of the chaise, looking satisfied and oddly cute, his cock still hard. I made him take a step back, knelt in front of him, carefully took off his condom, and sucked his cock once, from base to tip, getting a tiny squirt of remainder cum in my mouth for my efforts.
When I took my mouth off his dick, I looked up at him. The view was pretty hot, but the thought of what was coming next turned me on more. I was full, and hard, and heavy, and even so thinking about it made my cock twitch.
“Ready?” I said. Declan looked almost scared when he looked down at me.
“Must ah?” he said, reluctantly. I nodded, and I imagine there was a wicked smile on my face.
“I should have let you go first,” Declan said. His own fault for being horny.
I swapped positions with Declan, and got him to sit on the end of the chaise. The “price” for my ass was that Declan would do things that he didn’t normally liked to do, starting with a blowjob. He bent forward, slowly, and sucked on my cock. Didn’t do a very good job, to be honest - he was too reluctant - but I found it a turn on.
I resisted the urge to face fuck him, because I had something else in mind. I got him off my cock, and got him to lie back, his ass at the edge of the chaise, and put his legs up. He held the underside of his knees, his legs spread, and I got some lube. I got down on one knee, put in a finger, easing him open, and slowly over a few minutes, I put in more fingers, till I had four fingers in him. Declan winced, but put up with it. I fingerfucked him, quite roughly, pumping my hand the few centimetres in and out of his hole, and he moaned and whimpered, (surprisingly) quite a high-pitched sound.
I noticed also that he was hard, so I used my other hand to jack his cock, his foreskin slipping smoothly over his dickhead.
“You like it, right?” I said.
Declan was breathing heavily, but he looked me in the eyes. He looked a little ashamed when he said yes, managing to get the word out between moans. Call me a sadist, but I found that a bit of a turn on, too.
I wasn’t done, though. I knew he was clean, and lubed, and loosened up, so I got up and went to glove myself up. I was fully hard, sheathed, and when I walked back to where he was, I stood over him, looking down at this “straight” guy who had just fucked me, and let him see what was coming. He didn’t look quite as arrogant as when he first arrived, but he wasn’t scared, either - maybe curious? I was also happy to find that he was still hard, even though my hand wasn’t in his hole any more.
“My turn?” I said, and Declan nodded.
“Cheebye la, just fuck me, can?” he said.
He managed to shout “fuck!” when I slipped easily into him, and I was gratified to find that he was still good and tight, and it actually took some difficulty before I could move easily in and out of him. I was standing, thrusting slowly in and out of Declan’s hole, enjoying the sounds that he made, hissing through his teeth or moaning as I pulled almost all the way out and steadily shoved all the way till I was balls-deep inside.
I leaned forward, braced my hands on either side of Declan’s head, shuffled my feet back, so that I was planking over him, between his spread legs, pretty much missionary position. I started thrusting from the hips, slowly, and then faster using my entire body weight.
One of the things that I’d realised recently (can’t believe it took me so long) that, at night, with the curtains drawn back, the sliding doors that lead to the balcony reflect the chaise longue like a mirror. They were closed, and the aircon was on, so when I told Declan to look to the side, he could see himself, vulnerable to me, getting fucked with his legs up.
I looked, too, and the sight turned me on enough that I sped up. I had to control myself, and then I slowed down again, grunting as I thrust down into Declan’s ready ass. I had one more thing I wanted to do, an idea that I had got when I noticed how hard Declan got when I finger-fucked him earlier.
I straightened back up, standing between his legs, enjoying the look on his face as I continued pumping him, nice and steady, and he gasped in what I thought was surprise when I reached down with my hands and played with his nipples, and to my satisfaction, his cock bounced.
He didn’t resist, merely gasped a loud “ooh” when I lifted his erect dick from his belly and stroked it, and as I masturbated him as I thrust into him, the sounds he was making got softer and lower, till he and I were both grunting. Didn’t take too long for him to sigh (apparently, he sighed when he orgasmed) and shoot a couple of strings of cum onto himself.
That did it, brought me close, and I knew he was watching me when I pulled out of his ass, took off the condom, and stroked my own dick. It only took a couple of jerks before I sprayed my own load on him, over his dick (which was still full, but softening) and his flat stomach. He tilted his head back, still holding on to his legs, when I bent down to have a snack, licking both our loads off his body, finishing off by gently sucking his cock, which was soft and still large.
I helped him to his feet, and he got a head start in the shower while I cleaned up before joining him in there. He didn’t seem at all bothered, and we even messed around a bit in the shower - I was still semi-hard, and I think if we’d played more he’d have found a third erection. Doesn’t matter - he thought he was getting a hard fuck as a kind of revenge, but I think I got the better part of the deal, getting the better of this hot army sergeant.
I wrapped a towel around myself, and accompanied him outside where he got dressed. He said “thanks, ah” and I let him out.
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