*** Part 1

He was the most stunning guy I'd ever seen. His frame was bulky, muscled not beefy, and his macho swagger warranted a lingering stare. He wore a crisp white shirt and matching white pants; a classic Marine Corps look. Unlike some of his buddies – also clad in smart marine uniforms – this guy's pants fit snuggly around the most beautiful meaty ass I had seen in a long time. It was quite sight. The others looked good but they paled in comparison to this guy. He was prime, from head to toe.

I had been horny all day. I succeeded in shoving the itch aside several times but seeing the marine that night re-kindled my fire. This time I knew it would not be disposed of so easily. My cock throbbed underneath the fly of my shorts as I watched his every move. No angle of that stunning backside went unnoticed.

It was a warm summer night.

The air was thick with heat and the streets were thick with people. The crowds in the street were all drawn to the hope of a good night. I was drawn to the hope of a fantasy.
I already wanted to fuck the Marine Corps dude.

Would it ever happen?

The group of guys all in white held me captive. They were not like the masses circulating around the cobblestone streets. They stood out. I could taste their masculine essence with my eyes.

I stood at the corner of a building, lurking behind the shadows, as I devoured the Marine's fleshy ass with my hungry gaze. I wondered what he had hidden beneath those slacks. If I had his butt in my hands, would I find smooth and velvety soft skin in my palms? Would he have a dusty pink hole, puckered and ready for action? Would he taste like heaven?

My cock continued to twitch at the thought of his man ass. I could already smell and taste him within the depths of my dirty little mind.
His buds soon broke apart, each chasing their own girl in a sexy dress. Curiously, the guy I liked stayed behind and stood alone as he watched his buddies scurry off. I wondered why he didn't go with them. When he looked over to me, I knew exactly why.

My heart sizzled.

He had seen me checking him out, unbeknownst to me. I was shocked. Regardless, I knew when I was about to get action and this was one of those times.

I winked at the Marine and then discreetly slipped into the darkness of the alley behind me. I could still see him through a little crack. He was looking around nervously, making sure nobody would see him, a sure sign that an encounter was in the cards. When he finally made his way over, I felt like I would burst away at the seams.

Moments later, we were standing together, face to face. We stared each other down, saying more with our eyes than words could ever convey. We were all alone and hint of wicked sex lingered.