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28 minutes ago, TaurusPR said:

I hope you like it.  Thank you for reading the story.  :- )

I'm the one who thanks you for writing this wonderful story. It's exciting, but i'm also interested in their relationship.

Keep it up (at your own pace)

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Things are going better for me, just like a new beginning.

I'm grateful for the time you have dedicated to read my story.  Thank you!

When I was writing this story, I had in my mind my heritage.  As Puerto Rican, I'm a mix of Taínos, Spaniards, and Dinkas (shipping a tube full of spit to a DNA lab is not sexy).  Growing up colorblind was a blessing for me.  The most confusing moment happened when in primary school an English class teacher from US told me: "And your mom, being so white, married that telephone black man!"

I'm hurting for what is happening in US.  My voice doesn't matter, because we don't vote for US leaders.  Please, stop the hate.

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Helping a veteran?

 

XI

 

“Nate.  I really don’t feel comfortable wearing shorts around people.”  Paul was looking at himself in the mirror.  He was wearing his swimming trunks and a t-shirt.

“Paul, come on…  You swim every day.  You wear those swimmers every day.  Don’t get why you’re feeling self-conscious.  Look at your legs!  They are amazing!”  Nate said standing at Paul’s side.  “Look at me.  I’m wearing one of Linda’s designs.”  He modeled the skintight square trunk with dark green ferns.  The intricate pattern hid well the masculine mound in a front view.  But the profile was obscene.  Paul was surprised they make fabric with such elasticity! 

“Well, it’s not the same.  At the hour I go, I’m alone.  Now, your family is going to see me…”

“Don’t tell me you’re thinking they’ll be paying attention to your leg, because you are being silly.  They know of your injury.  You’ve seen how they are!  And, you’re our guest.  Nothing to worry about.  Just between you and me, from what you described as the state your leg was left after the accident, you healed amazingly well,” said Nate kneeling to feel the scars.  “Besides,” Nate grabbed Paul’s bulge, “who will notice what’s under this?”  He hefted the heavy package.

“Stop it!  I’m old, but I still get hard.  Let’s go down!”

In the patio, Nick was in the pool floating on a giant glazed doughnut.  He was wearing the swimming briefs version of Nate’s trunks.  Linda had a skimpy red bikini that showed all her curves.  Certainly, she was Latina because those hips didn’t lie.  She was stretched on a lounge enjoying the sun.

Nick’s hairiness amazed Paul.  He looked like he hasn’t shaved in months.  The hair on the face was darker but it became lighter down the neck.  He had hair from his face down into his swimsuit, over his shoulder and down his arms and legs.  Under the light colored hair, it was evident the guy was built.  Not in Nate’s proportions, who could anyways.  Certainly, Nick was no stranger to a gym.  Another thing, he was carrying some serious bulge!

Paul and Nate went under the pergola to find something to drink.  Both chose a beer, then went for a seat by the pool.  When Paul sat, out of nowhere Danny jumped in his lap.  Danny made himself comfortable so he could continue to play his game in Nick’s phone.  Paul didn’t know what to say or how to act.

Nick who was getting out of the pool said, “That’s a good sign.  Danny does that only with people he likes and trusts.”

“Dad!  Sergeant Paul is made of metal like uncle!  Come feel this!” Danny was pressing his small hand against Paul’s chest.  Nick jumped at the opportunity and did as his son asked.

“Yikes, sarge!  Danny is right!  You are solid as granite!  What’s your secret!”  Paul’s blood rushed to his face.  He was feeling embarrassed. 

“See?  I’ve told you!  He’s not made of meat like you.  He’s made of metal like uncle.”  Danny said matter-of-factly.

“Yes, go ahead.  Humiliate your father in front of our guests.  The things a father has to tolerate for the love of his kids.  Sniff!”

“Oh honey, come here.  You know I love your meat.”  Linda said with a grin.

Nick went to her and gave her a tongue kiss.

“You two!  Get a room!”  It was Nate rolling his eyes.  “Paul, ignore these two.  They can’t keep their hands to themselves.  Danny did you ask for Paul’s permission to sit on his lap?”

“Not really uncle.  But I know he doesn’t mind.  He is a good man.  But he’s is really sad” said Danny looking at Paul.

“No Danny, I’m not sad.  I’m just surprised by the way you and your family have made me feel welcomed.  That’s all.”

Nate smiled at Paul.  “Danny, let’s get in the pool!”

“Pick me up uncle!  Let’s do a cannon ball!”  Paul gabbed his nephew and with three long steps he jumped into the pool creating the tallest splash, soaking Nick and Linda.

“Bro!  Don’t empty the pool!  Man!  And Danny don’t encourage him!”  Danny and Nate resurfaced and seeing Nick’s face they started to giggle.  Nate began to float with Danny sitting on his chest pretending he was a pirate on his ship.

Paul was laughing at all this silliness. 

Towel in hand, Nick approached Paul.  “Sarge.  Don’t tell me you are wearing those to the pool,” pointing at Paul’s shorts.

“The only swimsuit I have.  And it still works…”  Paul said becoming uncomfortable for a moment, but Nick was oblivious of it.

“Hon?” Nick called out to Linda, “Did you bring something in 30 to 32?”

“I did.  I think Paul will look great in the stacked triangle shorts.  Go ahead!”

Nick had a big grin as he spoke to Paul, “Sarge, you are coming with me.”

Inside the office turned into storage, Paul was standing by the closed door while Nick was checking boxes.

“Here sarge!  Try this on!”

“Son, I’m too old for briefs!  They are going to be very, eh, revealing…”  But since today has been extremely unusual for him, Paul said, “What the heck!”  He started to undress.

Nick whistled aloud.  “Paul, I bet Linda can create a whole line for men in your shape!  The problem will be finding them.  Whew, you are shredded!”

Paul, being many years in the military, was at ease with his nakedness in front of Nick.  He tried the swimsuit on and looked in the mirror.

“Fuck!  Nate is going to cum in the pool!  Ha. Ha. Ha.  Paul, you look amazing in those!  Look at you!”

Paul double checked the image in the mirror.  Nick was right.  He liked how he looked.  He showed it with a big smile.

“Nick.  I really like these.  They hold everything in place without pushing my balls up to my throat.  The fabric is so soft…  But I guess I must trim my bush some before wearing them.”

“They do look good on you.  But I get you. I manscaped to put these on.  It would look like a hippy trying to wear football helmet with hairs all over the creation.”  Nick chuckled.  “We don’t have time to trim you.  Maybe I could help tomorrow.  Here try these short-shorts.  Since your thighs are so muscular, the shorts will fit perfectly.  These have extra space for your junk.  Man!  I wish I look that good by forty!”

Paul slipped off the briefs and tried the shorts.  Nick had a good eye for size.  The shorts fit him like a glove!  On his darker skin, the stacked dark orange and dark blue triangles on the fabric made him look younger and cheerful.

“Good choice Nick!  I like these better.  They’re not cutting on my legs or my hips.  They feel good!”

“Now, try this shirt on, leave it open.”  It was a light blue shirt with light orange triangles for buttons.  “And I think I have the perfect shades, just like that…  Violà!”

Paul took a few minutes to see himself in the mirror.  “I’ll be damned!  I do look good!”  He smiled with satisfaction.

“Nate’s going to cream his shorts!” said Nick.

Paul took off the shades and became serious.  He stuttered a few words, but Nick was laughing his ass off.  “Stop looking at me like that Paul.  Both of us know Nate’s nuts about you.  And he has three nuts, so…”

“I better change back.”

“Nonsense!  You are coming back with me and you are going to act like the sergeant you are.  Show the platoon what you’ve got!”

Danny was doing laps on the short side of the pool.  Nate was watching over him like a hawk.  The kid has been in the water since he was born, but Nate won’t give bad luck a chance.  He heard a wolf whistle from his side.  Linda had taken her shades off to watch the two me coming from the house.  Nate froze in place.

“Oh daddy!  That’s what I’m talking about!  I’ve found my inspiration for my next collection!  Nate, where have you kept this stud hidden!”  Linda was very enthusiastic on how her clothes looked on the mature man.  He was sexy as hell.

While Linda was shouting and whistling and Nick was shining with pride by his wife’s approval of his choice, poor Paul was embarrassed.  Inside he felt proud for the appreciation.  Still, he looked for Nate’s approval and support, but the big man was staring at him speechless.

“Nate,” Linda turned to talk to her brother in-law.  “Sweetheart, could you please close your mouth.  You are drooling into the pool.  That’s gross!” She said as she chuckled.

Three words came from Nate’s mouth, “You are hot…”

“Isn’t he?  I did a good choice, right bro?  Hon what do you think?”  Nick was proud of his selection.

Linda, look at Paul with appraisal.  “You did great!  Now all I have to do is find men with such physical attributes.  I doubt any man 20 years younger would look that good...  I’m going to rock Europe!  And, and, and I can’t get enough of the look with his walking stick!  What a masculine touch!  Maybe I can match the shades…”  Linda’s gears were turning fast in her head.

Nate was still mystified when a small hand touch his arm.  It was Danny.  “Go uncle,” Danny said with a big grin.  Nate nodded to the kid and went to Paul’s side.

“Paul,” said Nate with lust in his voice.  “I knew you looked amazing in wet clothes.  But, wow!”

“Easy tiger bro!  Let the man soak in the moment.  Paul, let me bring you a cold one.  Anything for you big bro?”

Nate was admiring Paul from his shiny bald head to his toenails.  The veteran was sexy and attractive.  Nate was having a lot of trouble keeping self-control.

From the pergola Nick shouted, “See the model, but don’t touch him.  You have to talk to his representative, yours truly, to set an appointment.  I think we have a three-minute space in five weeks.”

Nate gave his baby brother the evil gaze and enunciated, not to be heard, a big FU!

Paul had to laugh at the two brother’s antics.  “I’m going in the pool.  It’s crazy to have such a nice pool and nobody is using it.”  Peeling his shirt off along with his shades, he placed them with his cane on a table and dived in.  At first the salt stung his eyes but then it was OK.  The water was very refreshing.  Doing laps, his cock went back to its normal state.  He was afraid Linda had seen too much of him.

Nate joined him in the pool, swimming side by side.

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Helping a veteran?

 

XII

 

“Linda, dinner was wonderful!  I’m glad I married you.”

“The fastest way into a man’s heart is though the kitchen.  All thanks to my magical fingers that dialed the Chinese Wok’s delivery.” Linda said rolling her eyes. “Sarge, help yourself some more before my endless stomach brother eats the take-out boxes?”  Nate looked at her and winked.

“I’m stuffed.  Thank you!  After I ate a whole tomato pie, I only had space for a couple of spoonfuls,” said Paul watching Nate devour what would be his twentieth spring roll.

“Mom, I’m feeling sleepy.”  Danny was bobbing his head in his seat, fighting to stay awake.  Before dinner, his dad had asked him to take a good bath and put on his pjs.

Linda wiped her son’s mouth.   “Of course you are, little man.  After running around the house playing hide and seek with your uncle, and let’s not forget swimming, you are ready to brush your teeth and hit the sack.  Let’s go.  Give your round of hugs and kisses.”  Everyone received a kiss and a hug, including Paul.

“Hey Danny,” said Paul.  “Wait for me!  Can you escort me upstairs?  Madam, gentlemen, this was one of the best days I’ve had.  Thank you!  I’m going to my room to check my emails.”  Grabbing Danny’s extended hand with Linda leading the way, Paul went upstairs.

“I’ll do the same.  I’m waiting for news from Portland.  Honey, don’t stay up late…”  Linda blew a kiss to her husband.

“Let me help Nate with the trash.  I’ll be there soon.”  Nick grinned.

Nate was already in the kitchen.  “Big bro.  Stop whatever you are doing!  There’s a stud waiting for you upstairs.  I’ll take care of this.”

“Thanks, Nickie!”  Paul was so happy he lifted his brother in a bear hug and kissed his forehead.  “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Nah…  Go for it big bro!  And don’t be loud!  Remember the neighbors!”  Both laughed.  Although the house was part of a complex, it was very private at the far end of a cul-de-sac.

Nate went upstairs skipping three steps at the time.  Instead of stopping at Paul’s door.  He went straight to his bathroom.  Twenty minutes later, he knocked on the guest bedroom door.  “Come in!”

Nate saw that Paul was still in his swimsuit checking something in his tablet.  “Hi Nate.  It was John…” he said leaving the tablet on the bed.  “I feel so relaxed.  What a wonderful evening!  Your brother is a hoot!  He made me laugh to the point I almost peed my shorts!”

“Nickie can get very goofy.  And he only had two beers.”  Nate sat on the edge of the bed.  “What are you doing here?”

“I’m looking for my pajama bottoms and my toothbrush.  I thought I had them in the bag.  My pills are in the front pocket.”

“I mean, what are you doing in here?” Nate grabbed the bag with one hand and with the other he lifted Paul up.  “You are coming with me.  No arguments, sergeant.”

Nate’s room was big.  A nicely arranged king size bed dominated the space.

Nate dropped the bag on the bed, then he continued to carry Paul around.  He showed Paul the private porch overlooking the pool and a peek of the lake behind the trees.  Then he carried Paul into the bathroom.

“I know you are carrying me around like this because you have an evil plan.  I’m up for it!”

“I do, sarge.  I do.  Let me help you with your shower.”  Holding sarge against his chest, Nate started to peel off the swimsuit.  Paul’s cock has been hard since they walked inside the room.  The swimsuit got stuck on the rigid member, but with a swift pull it came off.  The hard penis hit Paul’s abs with a solid thud.

Nate let Paul on the floor of the walk-in shower that was big enough to park an SUV inside.  Turning on the water and adjusting the temperature he grabbed the shower gel. 

Paul stood there stoically.  From his point of view, Nate looked enormous.  He moved closer to Nate, then rested his head against the giant’s pecs.  He sighed releasing some accumulated tension caused by John’s email.  He decided to let it pass.  He will enjoy this moment with Nate.  He was breathing smoothly, enjoying the warmth and the smell coming from Nate’s body.

Nate started to soap Paul’s bald head.  His hands moved down soaping and massaging the thick neck and pronounced traps.  More soap.  Nate lifted Paul’s arm.  Before covering the area with suds, he put his nose in the fuzzy pit and inhaled Paul’s scent.  It never failed to excite him.  Soap covered the dark torso, arms, and abs.  Nate, then squatted in front of Paul.  Nate kissed ceremoniously the turgid pole.  Then, he took his time soaping the crotch and the hanging balls.  He took the solid member in his hand and soaped it from head to balls.  Paul moaned with pleasure.  Using his index finger, he made sure the inside of the foreskin was cleaned.  Paul cock head was sapping pre-juice.

Gently, Nate turned Paul around and began to soap the ripped legs, moving up to the solid buttocks.  He inhaled the manly musk and kissed each rock solid mound.  Paul opened his legs giving Nate access to his most intimate space.  Nate soaped the crack and the tiny tight hole.  Nate felt the urge to eat that hole, but not wanting to move too fast, he stood up to wash Paul’s broad back. 

Paul’s tense muscles became butter in Nate’s hands.  Every part of Paul’s body has been touched and massaged by Nate.  Paul felt so relaxed.

Nate placed Paul under the rain shower head to wash the soap off.

“Pass me the soap, I want to wash you too.”

“No need for that, I took a shower before going into your room. I’m squeaky clean.  And I really mean very clean,” said Paul with a grin.  He grabbed a towel from the rack to dry Paul.  Then he dried himself.  Picking Paul up wrapped in the towel, he went back in the bedroom.  Nate placed Paul in the middle of the bed.

“Nate, you look so big you can cause an eclipse.  Come on top of me.  Let me feel your weight crushing me!”

Nate complied.  Crawling up from Paul’s legs, his massive body began slowly to fall on top of the older man.  Paul felt his lungs emptying as Nate rested his body on him.  It was like he was covered by a had stone blanket but smooth and warm at the same time.

Nate knew that letting the bulk of his weight on Paul could be dangerous for the man.  So, he was supporting his weight with his elbows and feet.  He was giving Paul just a taste of how it felt like.  He lifted his body in a pushup position and kissed Paul’s gasping mouth.  They kissed each other without a hurry.  This was their night.

“Paul,” Nate stopped the kiss to stare into Paul’s eyes, “I want you inside me.”

Paul was stunned.  In his apartment, he had considered the possibility of having sex with Nate.  Paul was horrified by the idea of being fucked by Nate.  Nate was so big Paul thought he had to be a top.  But now, here was Nate offering himself to Paul.

“Cheez!  And I was scared you wanted to split me in two with your cock!” 

“Sarge, nobody has been inside me.  It’s not my thing.  Then, there is you.  I want you to take my cherry.  I want you to be the first to fuck me.  Mark your territory!  This weekend, I’m all yours.”

Still with doubts, Paul asked, “Are you sure?  Is this what you want?” 

Nate kissed him and said, “Yes, I want you.”

“Then, your ass is going to be mine…”  Paul was grinning from ear to ear.

Nate moved from his position over Paul.  He opened the drawer in the nightstand where he kept lube and condoms.  “I’m all yours, sarge.  Fuck me!”

Paul laughed, “Shit!  I feel like a kid in a toy store!  This is going to look like the chihuahua trying to fuck the great Dane!  You’ve got to help me here.  Lay on your stomach.  I want to see what’s for dessert.”  Paul was salivating.  He remember munching on new recruit’s ass before fucking him silly.  He was an ass-man and Nate had plenty of it to be enjoyed.

Nate rolled on his stomach.  His dick was red and bloated with anticipation.  He could feel it pulsing between him and the bed.

In front of Paul was the roundest globes he had seen.  Too peach fuzz dusted cheeks with some darker hairs crawling down into the crack.  As Nate moved to accommodate his dick under him, dimples formed on each cheek.  Without hesitation, Paul grab both boulders with his hands.  They were firm and warm.  A loud smack made them vibrate.  He caressed each globe, giving a hard spank every now and then.  Nate moaned with each hit.

Hard muscular glutes for Paul’s delight.  And enjoy them he will.

He parted with some difficulty each mound of muscle.  “You better stop flexing,” he spanked Nate again.

“I’m not.  They are just too big they push against each other.”  So, Nate spread his legs wider.  Now it was easier for Paul to see the pink arsehole.

“Mmm, dessert!”  Paul dove in headfirst.  Nate smelled cleaned, but there was a hint of his musk.  First, Paul bit each cheek.  Then he ran his tongue along the crack, from the three balls between the massive legs to the lower back.  He did it several times, teasing the hole with each pass. 

Nate hairs were standing, goosebumps all over his skin.  He lifted his ass off the bed to give Paul better access.  Paul grabbed Nate’s hips and plunged his tongue inside the winking hole.  Nate let out a loud gasp.  “Yesss!  Eat my hole, sergeant!”

Paul needed no encouragement.  He knew well what he was doing.  His tongue dug deeper until he was lips too ass lips.  Nate’s insides tasted clean.  So, this was what we was doing before he arrived in his room!  “I’m won’t waste such gift,” thought Paul.  He started to suck and bit the hole with madness.  He began to scrape the ass lips with his teeth.  He had to hold on tight to Nate’s hips, because the big man was bucking for his life.  Nate was like an earthquake.  

Nate’s constant moaning was getting louder, so he buried his face in a pillow.  Suddenly he noticed that Paul had two of his fingers inside him loosening his hole.  He moaned even louder.  As the third finger went in, they brushed Nate’s prostate.  Nate let out a grunt.

“Now boy, I’m not as hung as you, but I know I’m dealing with virgin grounds.”  Paul said as he applied lube on his cock to slide the condom on.  More lube covered the tight condom, which couldn’t mask the hard veins on Paul’s cock.  “I’m going to go in easy.  We’ll take as much time as you need.  OK boy?”  Paul poured some lube on the hole and spread it around and inside.

“Sarge, just do what you have to do.  I’m a big man!  I can take it!”

“You sure?” said Paul pushing his stone hard pole inside the tight hole.  After the spit bath and the lube, the Nate’s hole was still tighter than anything Paul had had before.  Paul moaned as the strong ring tried to squeeze his cock like a grape.

Once the blunt head broke in, Nate let out a wild grunt.  “Fuck!  You are big!  Aah!”  He was grinding his teeth.

Paul ignored the complains of the man under him.  So, he kept pushing and pushing until his balls stopped him from getting inside.

“How’s it boy?  Do you like it?” Paul flexed his cock inside Nate’s gut.

“Ooh yes.  Do it again!  I can feel you against my lungs!”  Nate took a deep breath.  “Now show me what you can do with those ripped muscles!”

Paul pull out half of his dick, then he pushed back.  He kept doing it getting a rhythm.  Each time he bottomed, he ground his hips against the muscular butt.  Nate’s constant moan couldn’t be quieted by the pillow. 

Paul was grinning with satisfaction.  This man, who could brake Paul like a stick, was at Paul’s mercy.  Paul’s cock was owning Nate.  With lust and excitement, the jabbing gained a rhythm.  Dicking became longer.  The head was almost out, to be pushed deep inside almost immediately.

Feeling some exhaustion, Paul leaned against the wide back and started to bite it and to lick the sweat pouring from it.  This new position released some pressure from his bad leg.  Thankfully, his right leg and abs were strong enough to keep the merciless pounding going.  In and out, the smacking sound of hips against butt was only topped by Nate’s moaning.

“Time to flip boy!” Paul said kissing Nate’s back.  He tried to pull out to let Nate flip, but he couldn’t.  He pulled dis cock out putting more power in the movement.  Nate’s grasp of his cock was so strong that it stripped off Paul’s condom when Paul withdrew.  “Boy!  That’s a true vise!  Let me clad myself again,” Paul said putting on another condom and smearing more lube on.  He pulled out the one trapped inside Nate’s ass.  There was big blob of his precum filling the tip.

Paul got off bed and stood by it.  Nate was already on his back.  With a strength neither of them knew Paul had, Paul dragged Nate’s body to the edge of the bed and lifted the tree trunk leg in the air.  “Hold these two in place, boy.  I have an ass to eat!”  He went back to attack the sored hole.

Paul’s demonstration of strength excited Nate so much that his cock spewed pre-cum all over his abs.  He let go of one of the legs long enough to put the pillow on his mouth.  He bit on it with all his strength.

Nate was trying to survive Paul’s tongue assault to his ass.  Paul was brutalizing his hole, short-circuiting Nate’s senses.  Nate gasped and bit on the pillow like his life depended on it.  This was what he wanted!  Paul was making him his.

The sloppy hole was blinking at Paul.  Paul went crazy and dove his cock to the root in one push.  Nate let out a loud groan.  The hard cock began churning Paul’s spit inside of the tight love pit.  Before his bad leg started to protest, he put his knee on the bed, anchoring himself with right leg.  With his knee up, his cock hit Nate’s prostate from a different angle.  Nate saw stars.

With this better leverage, Paul reached for Nate’s rigid club.  He had to put some muscle to move the cock away from Nate’s abs.  His hand covered the middle of the staff with inches below and above, not counting the immense red head. Fingers not reaching around.  He began to pump the juicy member synchronizing the movement with his deep dicking of the sorry trench.  Faster and faster he moved.  In and out it.  Up and down. 

Nate was babbling incoherently under the pillow.  Paul’s hand brought him to a big orgasm.  Cock milk went over the other side of the bed.  Shorter shots covered the deep valleys between his abs and pecs.  Nate blacked out for a few seconds.  His ass tightened around Paul’s rod, sending the older man over the edge.

Paul’s breathing became ragged.  His low hanging balls climbed up to his crotch.

“Fuck boy, look at me!  Fuck!  Show me your face!  I’m gonna cum!  I’m gonna fucking cum!  Let me see your face, boy!  Take daddy’s juice!”

Paul stepped out of the hole and removed the condom.  He aimed the big bloated head to Nate’s face.  Bullseye!  Splat after splat of white cum covered Nate’s sweaty face.  Nate tried to catch some in his mouth, the gushes were to many he only caught a few.

Paul was still high when a cramp hit his leg.  “Fuck!”  He felt on top of Nate.  His face came in touch with the mix of Nate’s sweat and cum.  Even in his pain, he began to lick the cum-sweat mix off Nate’s abs until the cramp overpowered him.  “Nate, help me here!  A cramp!”

Still dizzy in sex Nate reacted by lifting Paul from his abs and placing him by his side.  Paul curled on his side trying to extend his leg.

Still, Nate’s sored asshole was pulsing.  But he moved to start rubbing Paul’s leg.  There was a knot on the calf.  He added some pressure feeling the knot begin to untighten. 

Paul’s was cringing in pain with his spent cock on the bed.  It was soft, but it still was oozing some clear sap.

The place was a mess.  A chaotic combination of cock fluids, sweat, smells of sex, Nate’s moans, and Paul’s groans of pain.  It was almost an erotic comedy.

Gaining some consciousness Nate look at Paul, “Do you feel better?”

Paul became aware of his current situation and he began to laugh between pants.  “Shit!  I almost lost a leg.  I just fucked you a new hole.  We’re a sweaty mess.  And you are asking me if I feel better?”   Nate, who was coming down from his cloud, realized what just happened and joined Paul in a good laugh.

Nate’s back was on the bed, but his tired legs were on the floor.  With the strength he was left, he managed to accommodate his bulk on the bed.  Meanwhile, Paul was crouched on his side rubbing his leg.  The cramp wasn’t totally gone, but he felt less pain.

“Does this silence mean we survived?” asked Nate.

Paul flopped on his back looking at the ceiling.  He was still heaving and sweating.  He coughed a couple of times to open his lungs.  Rolling on his side to face Nate he reached out for the big man’s face.  He began to caress Nate’s jawbone.  There was a smile on his face.

“What?” asked Nate.

“What?  This is what, I love you Nathaniel Coe.”

Nate double looked at Paul’s face.  “Yes!!!  I love you too sergeant Paul Burks.  I love you a lot!”  He rolled on his side to face Paul and kissed him.  “You took my ass, now I belong to you.”

“Aw fuck.  Don’t dare to write poetry.  Took your ass…  Cheez!”  Paul chuckled.  “Come here.  Let me cuddle against your chest.”  They got closer.  Paul’s head rested on Nate’s biceps.  The smell of Nate’s pit silenced the other smells in the room.  Nate smelled like peace.

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