me up. Oh shit. We better hurry,” he said as Mike grabbed his arm and they headed to the nearby bathroom.

Mike got Jordan to the toilet stool just in time. Up came the beer. Finally, after a few uncomfortable moments of heaving, he finished. Mike gave him a glass of water and a hand towel to wipe his mouth. He looked down at this young Marine and thought that even in his drunken stupor, he was a very handsome man. Dark eyes and hair, smooth hairless body, nice arms and chest, and nice six-pack. Jordan looked up at Mike,

“Thanks. I’ve sure made a fool of myself, haven’t I? I don’t know why I drink until I get so drunk. I always tell myself. ‘Never again’, but then I do it all over again. Do you suppose you could help me up? I need to take a piss but I’m still woozy.”

Mike took a strong hold of the hunk and lifted him to his feet. Jordan stood and swayed slightly. Jordan held onto Mike with one hand as he searched for his dick through the opening in his skivvies. Finally he fished out his soft cock and guided it towards the water in the stool.

“Hey buddy, just one more request. I’m afraid I’ll piss all over the floor or myself unless you guide it for me. Just aim my prick and I’ll do the rest,” Jordan said then giggled slightly.

Mike had done this before and it was no problem, in fact it was stimulating holding a hot dude's prick as he took a piss, and this Marine was no exception. He smiled at Jordan as he gladly gripped his dick and guided the stream of piss towards the bowl. Jordan did have a rather large dick, even when it was soft. He closed his eyes as Mike gladly held onto Jordan. Jordan put his arm around Mike as he stood. Into the bowl the stream of golden piss splashed into the water.

“Awww. That feels so good to piss. Almost as good as cumming,” Jordan sighed out as he relieved himself. “You’ll have to shake it too. But not too many times otherwise you’ll make it hard.”

Mike didn’t care if Jordan got hard; in fact he looked forward to getting him hard and in bed when he was not so drunk. “You feel better now? Let me guide you back to the bed and let you get some sleep. Okay?”

Jordan rested his arm over Mike’s shoulder as they left the bathroom and to Jordan’s rack. Mike managed to get him into bed, and as he started to leave, Jordan took Mike’s hand. “You’re alright, sailor boy. You’re all right. Thanks.” Then he fell asleep.

Mike thought he would try to get some more sleep while his bed partner, Adams, was rapping with his old friend in the other room. Soon he fell asleep again.

Mike awoke once again when he heard Jordan going to the head to take another long piss. When he returned, he crawled into bed and cuddled up next to Mike. Mike was disturbed by this move because he did want Jordan, but how was this going to work out? Adams and Johnson were still in the other room watching the fuck film and could come back anytime.

“Jordan. You better get back into your own bed before Adams and Johnson come back.”

“Aww come on Mike.