Marine Biology

Marine Biology

Barry Lowe

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Pretty Boy, the nickname given to the anti-military establishment demonstrating brother of a Marine, returns home to find his parents have fled and his homophobic brother Karl, and his buddies, in party mode waiting for the female sex workers to arrive. Among the Marines is Sam, the guy Pretty Boy fantasized over as a teenager, who tries to protect the student against the Marines’ animosity and their growing need for sex—any sex.

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 “Why don’t you come over and help me out, Pretty Boy,” Gino suggested without even looking in my direction and without missing a stroke. I knew from my brother’s tales he could keep it hard for hours. “Just 'til the girls arrive, you understand.” He laughed. If I’d thought there was even a modicum of real intent in his invitation I would have jumped at the chance.

The one thing college had taught me was that I loved cock. And Gino’s large, uncut beauty was exactly the sort of cock I liked. Hell, if I was honest with myself, I subscribed to that old adage of Will Rogers: I’ve never met a cock I didn’t like. But then, I haven’t met them all yet.

“Hey, Gino, I think he likes. He can’t take his eyes off it.” Brad snickered.

Gino looked over and smiled. He milked his cock in my direction. “Come and get it, Pretty Boy. Come and take care of Gino. Be Gino’s boy pussy.” The air was electric with expectation.

“Cut it out, you guys,” Sam bellowed. “This is Karl’s little bro you’re talking to, not some faggot slut.”

The moment vanished like a summer storm.

While I appreciated Sam’s brotherly interest in my welfare, I knew he was as big a homophobe as the others. I’d once overheard him discussing me with Karl. “You think Pretty Boy is a faggot like they say?”

“Why?” my brother asked. “You want to fuck him?”

Sam had flattened him for that. He was the only one of the group who could take on Karl and better him.

Gino shouted across the room, “Why don’t you see if Chip’s awake, then Pretty Boy could use his mom and dad’s room instead of sleeping in his shit heap of a car.”

Now the one sacrosanct commandment is that my parents’ bedroom is strictly off limits. Even I didn’t dare contemplate breaking that number-one-with-a-bullet house rule. Gino had let slip that Chip had.

Sam read my mind again. “He was just feeling a bit under the weather, buddy, and he needed somewhere quiet away from the boys. He’s not with a chick or nothing.”

“Come on guys,” I said as they all awaited my reaction. “It’s none of my business. You know the policy: Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.”

“You better go get him anyway,” Gino suggested, and Sam lumbered out of the room.

“Now, Pretty Boy,” Gino said. “How about it?”

He opened his legs wide to show off his stallion qualities. A quick glance around the room and I judged no one was going to beat me up if I did as I was invited. At least not before it was over. And I guessed they’d keep it secret from my big bro. I didn’t care if they didn’t.


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