It hung just inches from my lipsI could smell the muskIt was exhilarating His brown skin glistened We met by chanceI was training on Red BeachSubic Bay Philippines With the rest of the MarinesI was eighteen and a Lance Corporal We were ordered to sweep the rangeRemoving civilians from down rangeThe grass was four feet tallFive of us began walking down rangeSearching for Filipinos I stumbled upon MarcosHe was laying in the grassIn a shallow He was nudeHis clothing in a pile beside himHe was masterbatingHis body void of hairHis cock six inches of gloryHe stopped startledFear filled his faceBut he didn’t cover himselfMy mind racedWithout thoughtI bent downAnd took his cockInto my mouthIn seconds he erupted His delicious cumShot into my mouthAs his hands grasped my headI sucked him limpThen kissed himAnd told him To meet me at the main gateThat eveningHe smiledAnd shook his head in agreement I continued on my sweepThe fresh taste of cumFiling my mouthWe spent the day trainingFiring machine gunsThinking about what happenedLusting for moreMy cock hard all day longI could smell himAt eighteen hundredLiberty call soundedI made my way to the main gate Praying my Fillipino God was thereI took three steps outside the gateAnd saw him smiling at meHis nervously waveHe was no more than 5’3” tallAnd perhaps 100 poundsHe had short black
