older brother was that he could room with him for a few days until he found his own place. After Noah and Andy said their good-byes the older Marine brother strapped his bag to the back of the motorcycle, heading south for the more than three hundred miles trip to the university.

After the long ride south on the Pacific Coast Highway Noah finally arrived in the university town. He began his quest for his little brother. Noah decided to call Andy on his cell phone to locate him and make sure he was home. Noah let the phone ring and ring approximately fifteen times before giving up. With no answer and feelings of an empty stomach the Marine looked around for a place to chow down. There was a Denny’s across from the gas station were Noah was filling up the tank on his motorcycle. After he finished the fill-up Noah made a second call to his brother. Again, no answer, so he decided to go across to the restaurant for a club sandwich and coffee. Noah ordered his meal, while waiting he began reflecting on his life. Although his family had not been particularly close during the years he lived at home growing up things were better now. Noah had been somewhat of a problem child during his youth; however, after high school he joined the Corps he matured. Now the Marine Sergeant had returned home something of a hero, and was now preparing to better his life.

As Noah sat sipping his second cup of coffee he looked out the window of the Denny’s restaurant and felt blessed. Fortunate and thankful that he could sit in a restaurant without an assault rifle at the ready; moreover, that he did not have to worry about a car bomb blowing up outside, or a person walking into the restaurant detonating a suicide bomb. He counted his blessings everyday that he had returned to America after two tours in Iraq with all his appendages. Iraq was a place where he had seen so much death and destruction as well as place where he lost brothers-in-arms. A place where American warriors were no longer welcome; however, a place he was glad to be away from. He did miss his buddies from the Marine Corps, but he was sure he would make new friends at the college once he got enrolled. However, he didn’t feel that there would ever be a bond closer than with his brothers-in-arms, during his time in the Corps – in combat.

Now Noah was engaging in a different male bonding experience with his college brother. The two continued slurping each other’s schlongs; Noah couldn’t seem to get enough of his younger roommate’s juicy joint. Hurried thoughts were processing through Noah’s head. He didn’t know what to do; he felt an explosive orgasm building on the horizon. The two had not discussed anything prior; they just threw themselves into the moment and began sucking each other’s cocks with reckless abandon. Noah wasn’t sure whether Jerry swallowed semen or not; furthermore, the Marine wasn’t sure he wanted to swallow a load of cum. Noah felt the fuse growing shorter, but couldn’t bring himself to back his boner out of Jerry’s mouth. Then, bang, bang, there were two almost simultaneous explosions. Powerful explosions: round after round of cum was being pumped out of each man’s tube filling the other’s mouths with spooge.

The two continued nursing the other’s withering wangs, draining them dry. There was excess semen drooling out of their