Gay Erotic Stories

Continued from Part a

“As they say in football, ‘Fall back and punt’!” Barns joked. “I’m going in with them and will try to diminish the damage as much as I can. I’ll try to make Fazzi think that the army has been called out on alert. That should take care of your ass. One thing thought, how come Fazzi answered your phone?”

“Bill—you don’t really want to know that, do you? I was gathering information. One thing is for sure, I don’t think I would have liked you and the police to have pounded down the door on us.”

“Oh a new method of interrogation, I see,” he said. “Man you are good. I want a full report on what you might have learned. For now, you get your ass back to base and I’ll try to fix things up, one way or the other. I’ll call you and let you know what happened. I just hope there are no other weapons or explosives on the estate. That is all we need to find there!”

On the drive back to base the soldier thought about how things were turning out. Joseph hoped that they would not find anything incriminating at the estate. He was beginning to believe and hope that the Muhammad family was really just a family of immigrants trying to grab the American Dream and make it their own. Perhaps it was because he wanted to believe that no man was capable of being the type of beast both Barns and Kassie painted him as being. Was he beginning to fall for the man? Who knew? He could hear Barns telling him over and over, be careful, Joseph, remember he was a Syrian intelligence officer and for all we know he might still be one. Damn, he was getting too emotionally involved. This was the second time that he had been forced to go home with blue balls. Poor Rich was going to get his ass raped this weekend, for sure! I better call and warn him. No, I think maybe I’ll just pop in and crawl into his bed while he is asleep. Oh! Damn it, his body yearned to be spooned with Rich’s. As he thought about is prospect his cock began to harden again. For now, he forced his mind to abandon these thoughts and concentrate on all the studying he had to do the rest of this week. He had tests all next week but by next Friday he should know if he had passed his exams and if he was going to graduate. He was sure he would graduate. The only question would be his standing in the class. Right now, what he needed was a good night’s sleep and after parking in the school parking lot he headed to his quarters and his bed, where he blacked out as soon as his head hit the pillow.

The next morning, not waiting for the call, he placed one to Barns and was told that everything worked out okay. The driver did have a gun permit, although he had left it at home. The papers in the car proved to be directions to Worthington’s office and the map was computer generated with street names in Arabic so he could read them. The Police insisted on doing a fast search anyway and questioned Fazzi about the meeting that evening and who was involved so that they could verify his story. Fazzi had been told that the incident had caused the Army to go into a standby mode. They did apologize and while they were sorry for the inconvenience, that in the future, he should see to it that the driver carried the gun permit at all times.

He then called Fazzi, who told him about the same story he had heard from Barns. “Can you imagine them thinking I was a terrorist and about to blow up the George Washington Bridge.” Fazzi said. “What idiots! They came charging in here like a bunch of movie cowboys!”

“They were just doing their job.” Joseph told him, trying to calm the still excited Arab down. “We are just lucky that they didn’t shoot up the place first and ask questions later. Anyway, by the time I got back, we were told to forget about the alert. I guess they were embarrassed and want to keep the whole incident a secret or something.”

“Yes I can see why they would want that. I guess we are lucky that someone was not shot, the way they charged into the place. If I had not been right there when they started to pound on the door they might have broke the door down. I keep thinking that if you had not left and they had burst into the room…we would both be red faced.

“After our dialogue last night and the decisions we came to, for my part I no longer care if they find out about you and me,” Joseph said, “I worry about you though.”

“That is so sweet, darling. What are you planes for the rest of the week? I need to see you as soon as you can break away. We have lots to talk about. I have decided to do as you suggested. I have decided that Mary can have her freedom. She and I will separate. I am sure something; even a quite divorce can be arranged without too much fuss. As far as Kassie and you are concerned–that is for the two of you to decide. You can use her to cover our ‘arrangement’ or she can leave also. One way or the other, it will be just the two of us together. We have much unfinished business to take care of, my lov.”

“Yes, but all this will have wait a while,” he said, “as I told you this coming week is going to be real busy and next week is graduation. I will let you know all the details as soon as I can get permission for you and the family to attend. After graduation, I will make the time to finish our business. The next few days and over the weekend I’m going to study for the exams. I will telephone or see Worthington and check to see how he is doing with organizing the investment club. I suggest you use the time to start the ball rolling on your end. You start organizing that meeting. If you want me there however, it will have to take place after graduation. I will try to make it as soon as I can, but for now, it appears as if it will not be until after graduation.

“Yussef, you must be there, I want you there, even if you only act as a translator. You see our partnership is progressing. Have I told you how happy you have made me? I can not wait until we are together again.” He said and added, “please try to see me sooner. I was so frustrated that you had to leave when and how you did last night that I wanted to kill your army and stomp on the cell phone. I was furious until I realized that it was because of my driver that you had to rush back to base. I could have killed that idiot for forgetting his gun permit.”

“Well I may never speak to him again,” the soldier said smiling into the phone, “my balls were hurting all the way back to the base and I had to take a long cold shower. Habibi, don’t think about it too much. I love you and I will make it up to you. That’s a promise!”

“Just hearing you say that, lover, makes me feel better. Kisses and hugs to you. And until next time, remember that I love you too.”

Joseph placed a call to Kassie and had to listen to her complain about not being able to see him and all about the midnight raid from the FBI and the police, again. He explained that he would be busy studying and would not be able to see her until graduation. He also said that he thought that Fazzi would agree to just about anything he would now suggest. He might even let Kassie and Mary go.

“I know that I can arrange a legal separation within a few weeks. I will even get Fazzi to pay for everything, including very generous support payments,” Joseph said. Then he asked, “Do you think your relatives in Michigan would be willing to give you a place to stay until you can find a place of your own?”

“Yes most likely they can and will. But what is to become of you? You are not coming with us, are you? I will never see you again. You are staying with him! Is that the price of our freedom Yussef?” she asked him. “Did you sell your soul to him?”

“For now the important thing is for you to be free. That is all you ever wanted. Take your chance now. You may never get another. As for my soul, if I did sell it to him as you suggest, I think it is worth it. Don’t worry about it. I will be happy just seeing you and Mary free of him.”

“I can not ask you to do that, Habibi. I never wanted you to become his…”

“You didn’t ask! What I’m doing is because I want to do it, not because you asked me to.” He said. Then he told her they would talk about it later as he had to make a few more calls before class began.

The next call was to Rich. It was good to talk to him again and Joseph explained that he did not think he could get into see him this weekend, but that he would try. If he did make it, it would have to be an ‘on the spot thing’. He asked him to give his regards to his father and mother, and then he hung up.

The rest of the week was spent in class and study. He and Ibrahim really burned the candle down from both ends. Ibrahim wanted to know why Joseph was so worried about passing. “Look you have been speaking Arabic almost 24/7 for weeks now. Unlike the rest of us, you also are speaking it off base when you are with your girlfriend and her family. You are the best in the class, that is, after me,” he said smiling, “you should have no problems passing.”

“Just passing is not going to impress my future family.” Joseph said, “I guess I have become an Arab at heart. You know how they always want to be on the top. If they fight a battle and lose they consider it a ‘Nakba’ a catastrophe. If I can’t prove that I am the best, I will loose face. Fazzi expects it and Kassie is not willing to admit that I’m anything less than a superman. You know, one who can leap tall buildings with a single jump.”

They really hit the books. Joseph wanted to keep going even through the weekend. Ibrahim finally put his foot down and said, “Enough is enough! If we don’t know it now, we never will. It is Saturday evening and I say we take the rest of the weekend off and get in some serious relaxation. You can stay here and study if you want, but, I am going into town and I hope to get laid. I’m leaving. You are welcome to come with me or you can do what the fuck you want. I need some relaxation and I need it tonight!”

Joseph decided that he would take a break also. He decided that he was going to go into the city and spend some time with Rich. He was about to dial his number when he remembered that Rich might be at the theater or on stage. By the time he got to the city Rich should be home and in bed and…those thoughts about crawling into his bed and snuggling up to him came floating into his mind and his cock started to get hard. Slamming the books shut and packing a few essentials into the canvas overnight bag, he picked up his pass and drove into New York City. Finding an overnight parking garage not far from Rick’s place, he walked over the few blocks to the apartment. He took the elevator up to Rich’s floor and inserted his key into the lock, opened the door slowly and entering the apartment. It was dark and the light from the hallway showed only an empty apartment. Calling out, he got no response. He put on the light and called out again, but no one answered. His mind filled with possibilities: Bet he went to his dad’s place. I might as well make myself at home. No use trying to contact him tonight. He would just be pissed off at me for not calling and letting him know that I was coming. It’s close to mid-night so I might as well shower and get some sleep. I’ll call Long Island in the morning he decided. An hour later he was sleeping like a log.

“I want to thank you for the lift home,” Rich was saying to the older man, who was seated behind the wheel, beside him in the car. “It was real nice of you to drive me home at this hour.”

“It’s my pleasure. I would do a lot more for you, Rich, if you would only let me,” he said, as he reached over and patted his crotch.

“Frank, you know I’m seeing Joseph and that we have this ‘arrangement’.” He said as he gently removed Frank’s hand from his crotch. “Besides it is Joseph’s pants you really want to get into, not mine.”

“That might have been true before I met you, but, not now that I have got to know you.” The insurance man said. “Besides my offer to take the both of you to bed is still on the table. Believe me it would really be fun trying to satisfy the both of you young studs, to say nothing of the two of you satisfying me. One of you fucking my ass as I suck the love juice out of the other.”

“Frank Gordan! You dirty old man! You are old enough to be our father.” Rich said, “Now let me get to bed. I have lots to do tomorrow and I need a good nights sleep. What I don’t need is those thoughts floating through my mind now.”

“How about a nightcap then? Just one for the road and then I’ll leave.”

“Now you know that I wouldn’t let you drive home if you had a few drinks.” Leaning over and kissing his cheek he said, “Be a good boy now, go home and thanks again for the lift. Good night and I’ll give Joseph your regards when I get to see him.”

“Give his ass a big kiss for me. Damn it, another night that I’ll have to play with myself before I fall asleep.” Frank sadly said.

“You are not the only one!” Rich said as he got out of the car, turned and blew one more kiss to Frank as he entered his apartment house lobby. He hated coming home from the theater so late alone and he really was happy when Frank had met him by the stage door after the play. He was such a nice old guy and in spite of the airs he put on at times, he was a real gentleman. They had become friends since he had started coming into Reinzi’s looking for Joseph (Chapters #4 & #6). Rich was no longer working at Reinzi’s. When Frank had heard about Rich getting a small part in the play, he just showed up one night at the ‘Off-Broadway’ theater to see the play. He now came around on a regular basis. He even had brought a lot of people in to see Rich’s performance. The play had been a success and Rich, even though his part was small, was well on his way to a career in the theater. That, along with the underwear commercials, had enabled him to give up his waiter’s job and to take full time acting classes. Things were looking up. He soon hoped to be able to rent a bigger apartment for Joseph and himself. He would hate to leave the old place; it held dear memories for him. Every time he opened the door he thought about the first time he brought Joseph home that first rainy night. These thoughts were running through his mind as he road up the elevator to his apartment. Walking down the hall to his door he noticed light coming from under the door----Did I leave the damn lights on again??? I thought I had turned everything off. Fearing a break-in, he quietly inserted his key in the lock and carefully opened the door and peeked in. There, lying on the sofa bed stretched out; dead to the world was Joseph.

His first thought was—why didn’t the stinker call and tell me he was coming tonight. His second thought was–Man, I’m glad I didn’t invite Frank up for a nightcap. His third thought was, damn it, soldier boy you look good enough to eat, and that’s just what I’m going to do…

He tip toed into the room and locked the door behind him. Going into the bathroom where he quickly undressed. After shutting off the room light and putting on the baseboard multi colored lights, he crawled into the bed next to Joseph’s sleeping body. He whispered into the soldier’s ear, “This reminds me of the first night we met. You were out like a light that night also.” Rich’s fingers ran up and down Joseph’s arm and he leaned over and kissed the back of his neck. “I missed you lov. Are you asleep?” Reaching around him his fingers ran over his chest and touched the gold chain hanging there as well as the set of dog tags. Moving his fingers to the nipples he rubbed one of them between his thumb and forefinger making Joseph moan in his sleep. Within a short time Joseph was just about fully awake and pressing his backside into Rich’s large hard cock. “Glad you showed up tonight, baby, I almost had an old friend of yours for a bed partner tonight.

Joseph’s body became taut as he pushed away from Rich and then turned to face him, “Oh Yeah! And just who might that be?” He demanded to know.

“Later, babe, I’ll tell you later. Right now I have something else on my mind.”

“And what might that be sweetheart?” Joseph said with a sneer on his lips that Rich was just able to make out in the soft light.

Reaching into the nightstand he fished out the condoms and lube. “Right now I just want to feel my love tool in your warm welcoming ass. It seems like a decade since we made love.” With that Rich forcefully twisted Joseph around until he was flat on his back. He then pushed Joseph further up onto the bed and climbed up on top of him, worming himself in between Joseph’s now outstretched legs. He placed the condom on his hard cock. Rich’s strong hands wrapped around Joseph’s legs, forced them up onto his shoulders giving him easy access to the soldier’s rear door. Placing a dab of lube on his finger, he rubbed it on and into the rosebud. Grabbing his hard cock in his hand he inserted the head into the love hole. It entered the ring and pushed past the welcoming doorway.

"Soldier-boy, I'm going to take all of your fucking ass now," Rich said as he sank his entire cock deep into his lover’s asshole. Not paying attention to the screams coming from Joseph, he plunged into the warm confines of the man cunt until his balls prevented him from plowing any deeper. Resting for only a second or two to savor the hot flesh enveloping his cock, Rich placed his hands on either side of Joseph's impaled body. Using his arms to raise and lower his body, he pulled back almost allowing his cock tip to fall out and then rocked forward. Joseph’s backside arched upward to meet his thrusts. After several deep, slow plunges, Rich maneuvered himself into a squatting position above Joseph, whose head now hung back over the edge of the bed. Rich's strong hands grabbed and held firmly onto Joseph's thighs, pinning him down firmly preventing him from sliding off the bed. He was soon drilling his cock hard and deep down into Joseph's hot fuck hole. The soldier's head was swinging back and forth, dangling over the edge of the bed. His fingers were grasping and pulling at the bed sheets trying to keep from being pushed off the bed.

"You’re my P.O.W. now, and your body, your ass, your cock; all of you are mine. I’m going to plow that ass deep. It’s mine and I’m going to rip it to shreds. Fuck me lov! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” he shouted over and over. “Mine! Mine! Mine, you are mine,” he kept saying over and over as he kept up a steady tattoo in and out Joseph’s man cunt.

The two lovers lost tract of the time. Only their mutual moaning and grunting along with the sounds of Rich’s balls slapping against Joseph’s ass flesh could be heard. Joseph’s cock was trapped and rubbing against the belly of his lover. This pounding, plus the movement of Joseph’s foreskin back and forth over his cock head soon lubricated both their bellies with globs of pre-cum. Their bellies sliding and contorting were performing an erotic love dance. The twisting, the spiral motions, the heaving and the rubbing were all reminiscent of the movements of the Belly Dancer in the cafe Wednesday evening. Finally the trapped cock vibrated and exploded filling the space between them with Joseph’s warm, hot love juice.

“Yes! Cummmm my lov, Cummmm!” Rich gasped over and over, as with each of Joseph’s ejaculations, he felt the soldier’s ass grip his own cock tighter and tighter and begin to milk his cock even more. “Yeahhhhhh! Ohhhhhh yesssss! Here it cummmmmmmmms.” he screamed, as Rich felt his own toes curl up, his legs tighten and his balls explode into the deep pulsating hole of his lover. His condom covered cock expanding, twitching and jerking deep in Joseph’s ass filling the condom with juice.

Rich’s body, exhausted, fell on the willing victim of his sexual release. Their lips locked together in a hot torrid kiss that soon faded as the both succumbed to the exhaustion and satisfaction of sexual gratification long denied. And they fell asleep in each other’s arms…

To be continued…