My Marine's First Gay Experience: Deeds of The Flesh

By Brock Swanson

When his best friend comes home after being in the Marines, he find that he is now a true G.I. Joe and the sexual urges he had felt before are now amplified. When he tells stories of the homoerotic nature from his times in the service, it is almost too much to contain. As the visit progresses the situation becomes more steamy as the Marine lets his guard down. Sexual adventure begins to unfold as the clock ticks away the hours. Soon they take it to its climax with great excitement for both.

• Language: English
• Publisher: CDH Publishing House
• Release date: Nov 16, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215726457

Brock Swanson

Brock Swanson is a software engineer in Dallas who dreams of otherworldly creatures, mysterious alien planets, and fantastic adventures. He is also an indie author with many stories in the works.

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My Marine's First Gay Experience

Deeds of The Flesh

Brock Swanson

Published by CDH Publishing House, 2022.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

MY MARINE'S FIRST GAY EXPERIENCE

First edition. November 16, 2022.

Copyright © 2022 Brock Swanson.

ISBN: 979-8215726457

Written by Brock Swanson.

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For the first time I was nervous about seeing my best friend. We started first grade and went all through high school together. After graduation I went to college and Earl joined the marines. It was what he always wanted to do; maybe the only thing he ever wanted to do. He still had his GI Joe doll. He modeled himself after that doll. He kept it standing on his dresser, dressed in cameo shorts and boots with its muscles bulging as an inspiration. He always said, Someday I'm going to look like that. He busted his butt in the gym. We both did. By the time we graduated from high school I was well built; he looked like his GI Joe.

I didn't realize how nervous I was till I reached for the handle of the car door. My hand was shaking. I opened the door and stepped out into the warm June afternoon in front of the Weldon Inn. I was happy that Earl was so agreeable about coming so far to meet me; all the way to Lindsborg. I loved the tiny village nestled in the hills of Central Kansas. It seemed the ideal place to meet my best friend to possibly change our lives forever.

I checked into the inn and put my clothes away. The room was big, with massive antique furniture; a king-size bed, dresser, wardrobe and a comfortable couch and chair. The room was on the third floor that looked out over the village street and the shops. If there was a perfect place for what I was about to do, this was it.

I paced the room and looked out the window. I went down to the breakfast room but I didn't stay. I wanted to be there when Earl got to the room. He arrived about four o'clock. I jumped when I heard the knock at the door. My hand shook as I opened it. And there he was. He filled the doorway with his big frame.

Hi, Tanner, he greeted me with his sly, lop-sided grin.

Hey, Earl. I put out my hand.

We shook hands but then pulled each other into a tight bear hug. His hard body felt good against mine. You're looking good, he said.

You look great! I said. Looks like you put on some more weight.

About twenty pounds, he said modestly.

He had that ultra healthy look about him and the severe, high and tight haircut that made his muscular neck look even thicker. He had a small bag and a travel bag slung over his shoulder. I took his bag.

I know you told me to wear my uniform but I didn't want to wear it driving and get it all wrinkled. I brought it with me, though. I'll put it on later if you still want me to, he said.

Hell yes, I want you to. You can wear it do dinner, I said.

So, how have you been? he asked, looking around the room.

Good.

This better be important for me to use up good leave time to drive all this way. I could be shacked up in some nice hotel room with a couple of babes, he said jokingly.

It is important, I said. He was only kidding, of course. Earl would've gone anywhere if he thought I needed him.

We talked for a while, reminiscing about our school days and Earl asked me a lot of questions about college. There wasn't much exciting about college that I could tell him about. Not yet anyway. I wanted to talk about him.

There's not much to tell about college. I want to talk about something more exciting, like the marines, I said. Did you bring pictures?

Yeah, I brought pictures, and the unit's graduation book. Thought you might like to look at it.

I would love to look at it, I said excitedly. I poured over the pictures of his basic training, and the advanced school. The unit graduation book was a