Seal’s Homecoming “You don’t think Cindy is cheating on you..

Seal’s Homecoming “You don’t think Cindy is cheating on you do you,” Cody stood over Mitch as the tattooed navy SEAL pumped out his reps on the bench press. “Don’t know man.” Mitch pumped out his last set and Cody helped him return the 300lbs weighted barbell back to the rack over Mitch’s head. Mitch sat up on the bench and used his discarded shirt to wipe the sweat from his forehead and his bare, tattooed pecs. “Don’t know man. Ever since I got back from the last mission, she has been acting weird. All she talks about is that new neighbor, Dr. Davis.” Cody laughed, “trust me. I saw the guy when we were barbecuing last weekend. He has nothing on you. Cindy got to be nuts to leave a SEAL for a turp like that. Anyway I was definitely getting gay vibes from that man. How he kept looking at us around the pool” “Yeah, I guess you're right . You would know if he was gay or not. You know what they say,” Mitch joked with his fellow navy SEAL. “Whatever, man,” Cody laughed back. “I better go,” Mitch looked at his watch. “Cindy is inviting Dr. Davis over for dinner,” he rolled his eyes as he got up from the bench. “Ok, see you tomorrow,” Cody responded as the two muscular elite sailors gathered up their workout gear. They were working out for two hours in the hot weight room of the elite SEAL team base. Mitch didn’t bother putting on his shirt as he exited the gym and got into his jeep. The top and doors were off his jeep and he was enjoying the sun and the breeze from the nearby harbor as he drove off the base toward his home. He was proud of his body and loved showing it off. It was the body of an elite warrior, the best of the best. Mitch didn’t tell Cody most of what was going on. Ever since he came back from the last mission and met Dr. Davis at his house, Mitch has been having weird dreams. The first night he dreamed that he was sitting in a chair in their bedroom, watching Davis fuck Cindy in front of him. He could only watch and jack off his cock. When Mitch came in his dream, the doctor told him to lick his fingers clean. He licked his fingers as he watched Dr. Davis pounds Cindy in front of him. When he woke he discovered he had came in his sleep. Each night the dreams got more graphic, and began to dream of getting fucked by the older man. Mitch would be naked as he took the cock down his tight throat or up his virgin ass. Every night he woke up and found that he came. He even dreamed the night after the neighborhood barbecue that Davis and the middle age men of the neighborhood were gang fucking him and his seal team. His team, men he considered brothers, were laying around the doctor’s pool, naked as the older men took turns fucking them. Even though he was rock hard as he dreamed and even came in his sleep, as soon as he touched Cindy he grew soft and was unable to satisfy her. She was understanding and blamed it on PTSD. “Davis said that stress can have negative reactions to men sex drive,” she try to be understanding. “You are telling Davis about our sex life,” Mitch tried not to yell. “Well he is a psychologist. Maybe you should talk to someone,” Cindy left it at that. There were specialists at the base but he couldn’t actually tell them about his dreams of getting fucked by middle aged men. Mitch pulled into his driveway. He wore only his sneakers, thin workout shorts, and his ball cap as he picked up his gym bag from the back of the jeep and walked inside. “Baby, you home,” Cindy greeted him at the door with a hug and a cold beer for him She reminded Mitch of some fifties’ housewife in her dress and apron. He rarely saw her wearing a dress around the house before his last deployment. “Dr. Davis is in the living room. Why don’t you have a beer with him while I finish getting dinner ready,” Cindy stood on her toes and kissed him on the left cheek. Mitch fawns at Davis’ name, “I better get a shower.” “Nonsense, you are just fine. Come be a good host and keep me company while Cindy finishes dinner,” Davis stood at the entrance way to the living room. Mitch thought the older man looked so smog standing there in his house, with a scotch glass in his hand. He tried not to get mad. Cindy knew he was keeping the scotch for a special occasion. Mitch took a large swing from the cold beer as he followed Davis into the living room. “That’s a very good scotch you have. It's rich, a very good year,” Davis slipped the rare scotch. “Yes, it is. It was a gift from my former commanding officer,” Mitch took another drink of his beer trying not to get angry. “Was he your commanding officer in SEAL team alpha,” Davis took another slip. Mitch was surprised. Cindy knew that she wasn't supposed to tell anyone that he was in the SEAL, especially that he was an officer in Team Alpha. “That’s classified,” Mitch responded coldly. However, he found he wasn’t mad as he slowly began to feel mellow. “Oh, don’t blame Cindy. She was just concerned for you. You have a very stressful and dangerous job. Having all your men depending on you for their safety. Always in charge,” Davis' voice suddenly felt relaxing to Mitch. He found it harder to think. “Cindy told me so much about you. She really loves you and wants the best for you. She knows sometimes it best for men like you to give up control to another man, when they are away from their high risk, stressful jobs.” “Give up control,” Mitch was confused. His head was throbbing. Davis laughed, “I’m glad I finally met you. Cindy is always telling me how hot you are. Even while I was fucking her, she told me how sexy and hot you are.” “What,” Mitch barely comprehends what Davis was saying. “Now, be a good little soldier and take off your shorts,” Davis slip his scotch, Mitch couldn’t think as he found himself standing up from his chair and hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts. He stared at Davis as he pulled the shorts down his muscular legs. He was wearing a small black jockstrap. “Very nice, I told her you will look very good in them,” Davis smiled at the half naked elite sailor. “Now crawl over to me and suck my cock,” Davis ordered as he unzipped his own pants. Mitch couldn’t think or resist as he sank to his knees and crawled over to the older man. When he reached Davis, his new master turned Mitch’s cap around and guided masculine seal head down on his cock. He felt so submissive and turned on as he began to suck Davis’ large, thick cock. Cindy came out of the kitchen and showed no reach as her masculine, alpha male military stud on his knees giving another man a blowjob. “Cindy, be a dear and get husband’s ass nice and lubed,” Davis moved Mitch’s head up and down his cock. Cindy knelt behind Mitch and spread his muscular, firm ass cheeks and buried her face between them. Mitch moaned over cock in his mouth as his wife’s tongue probed his sensitive hole. The tough straight elite warrior began to work the thick cock hard. The sounds of slurping, gagging, and moaning filling the room. “That’s a good little soldier,” Davis stroked the back of Mitch’s head and down his wide muscle layered shoulders. “Now, tell me all about your next mission. How many men are in your team?” Davis pulled the muscular warrior off his cock. The doctor then bent the muscular, larger man over the couch and pushed his saliva lubed cock up Mitch’s wet hole. The tough warrior’s head was spinning as he experienced unbelievable pleasure. Mitch couldn’t stop himself from telling everything that he the doctor wanted to know. The only thing that matters to him was making his master happy.