About Possessor and Possessed: A Jarheads Story

by Sean Michael
11 pages / 3400 words
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Dick is pretty darned angry with the guys at the gym. They seem to think that Rig and Rock would be just fine without him, and he's determined to prove that the big Marine and the skinny redneck are as much his as they are each other's. When it comes to possessiveness and the Jarheads, it always ends in serious heat. Can Dick measure up?

Sample

Dick pulled into the driveway and was out of the car before it barely even stopped.

He stalked out to the back and grabbed the first man he found -- happened to be Rock -- pushed him up against the side of the house and kissed him hard. Then he went into the kitchen and gave Rig the same treatment.

"My lovers," he said, voice low, tight, just a little angry. "Mine."

Rig frowned, nodded, hands sliding down his belly, petting. "Yeah, Pretty. You know it."

He nodded. He did. He knew it and they both knew it. But not everyone knew it. Oh, they knew it, but it was always Rock and Rig this and Rig and Rock that. Rock was the possessive one.

Rock had followed him in. "You gonna throw us over the table and fuck us now, kid?"

"I just might."

"Who put a burr under your saddle?" Rig stayed close, hands moving against him in soothing circles.

He shrugged, letting Rig's touches soothe him. He reached out and put an arm around Rock's waist, pulling him closer. Possessively. "It's silly."

Rock grunted, just a random noise he knew meant 'go on'.

"One of the guys at the gym made some comment about Rig being a dammed fine dancer with a fantastic ass, and Peter and Will started teasing him, telling him he'd better watch out, you were possessive." He glared, anger coming back again. "I mean I was right there and nobody cared whether I heard or not. I'm possessive, too, you know."

"Assholes." Rig pressed closer, lips brushing against his. "I know who I belong with, Pretty, and so do you."

"I know. I know. Said it was silly."

It was hard to pout with Rig's lips so close and Rock's tongue sliding between them.