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Shot of Whiskey

... one hand down his back, gripping his meaty ass and massaging his cheek, pulling away from his crack while I imagined his hole being exposed to plain view. He did not hesitate, did not pull away and his kiss felt absolutely uninhibited.

My other hand snuck down into my pants and pulled out my dick as we continued to kiss. He took the whiskey and poured a capful into his mouth and then kissed me again. He set the bottle down and slid both hands under my shirt and tweaked my nipples hard as we continued to make out, our tongues now wrestling alternately in his mouth and mine, our lips pressed together, rubbing against one another, at times nibbling and sucking on the other, all the while I jerked my cock furiously.

I was already close from sucking off Ryan, plus the make out session, plus Ryan's phenomenal nipple work, it did not take long to finish me off. I grabbed a t-shirt from my pile and used it to catch my load. I did not want to start my two years in the barracks with cum soaked carpets. Ryan felt my orgasm as we made out and he slowed down his pace. His cock was semi-hard. He looked at me and again at the bottle and asked without saying a word. I nodded and he took another quick drink and kissed me one last time.

"You know this is a dry base?" he said, nodding towards my booze.

I grinned and pulled out three more bottles of whiskey, each in its individual velvet case. "Not for me," I said. "I'm not under military command. I bought these at the Embassy ...

... PX."

"You got power, Nick," Ryan said, his teeth gleaming in the sunlight as he tucked his cock into his boxers and finished getting dressed.

"So how can we make this work?" I asked.

"There is a group of guys that I trust," Ryan replied. "It includes one of the team leaders, let me feel him out and I will come back tonight to fuck you and fill you in..."

Ryan heard himself, stopped mid-sentence and started to laugh. "That was funny," he said. "I'll let you know tonight if maybe we can keep each other entertained during this war on who the fuck knows what anymore. Sound good?" I nodded and he walked out the door, closing it slowly behind him.

Shot of Whiskey Ch 2: The Bouncer

I finished unpacking and took a long look at my new home. It was sparse, but the layers of carpets helped a lot both in terms of warmth and noise. I would have to figure something out for the walls, the grey cinder block and cement mortar look was not really conducive to great mental health, in my opinion. It had been a long day waiting at the air base for my helo ride, and by now, I was in need of a shower. I grabbed a towel, a change of clothes and made my way to the correct building. It was a quick two-minute walk and when I entered, I found the room nearly empty. One shower was running, given the time of day, I imagined most people were eating lunch or working out. I pulled off my shirt and pants and stepped towards one of the sinks to brush my teeth. I was a little worried about whiskey ...