Sleeping Marine Ryan

This is another one of those ‘lost videos’ which somehow wound up going MIA in my closet. I found this video and couldn’t remember what it was until I stuck the memory stick into the dock on my laptop. The instant I saw Ryan I vividly recalled that night because it was one of the more exciting videos I’d made at that time. I’d met Ryan at a friend’s house during one of the usual parties that happen all the time.

He’s a young marine and I first spotted him chatting up some girls by the pool. I knew he was a marine because he has USMC marine tattooed on his chest! I grabbed a few bottles of beer and headed his way, drawn to this straight nearly naked marine, my mind filled with the idea of a straight, naked marine on film.

I struck up a conversation, the two of us laughing and talking to the girls, shooting the shit like guys do. He talked about being in Iraq and the dangers of snipers and improvised bombs for a couple of hours. The girls headed home about midnight leaving me with this interesting USMC marine. The conversation turned from dangerous missions to sports about the time the party was winding down sometime close to 3am. He wasn’t ready to head home, so I invited him to my place where we could take in a movie or watch a sporting event on my widescreen. He agreed and off we went–in my car–because the young marine had walked to the party.

So we get to my place and hang out, the two of us downing more beer and talking while we watch a rebroadcast of a Superbowl Game from the mid-90s. Good game, but I’m thinking about another sort of ‘game’ one I really enjoy: Touching and filming sleeping guys. Specifically Ryan. He finally heads off for bed in my guest house and I check my gear and wait until I’m sure it’s safe to head back and film. When I get inside Ryan’s sleeping soundly, lulled into dreamland by about a dozen beers. I get a good close up of his face, his ink, then peel back the covers. He’s in old-school button down boxers and doesn’t wake as I move in for another close up, running the camera’s all seeing eye over his whole body.

Still soundly asleep I touch his cock under his boxers, but he wakes up! Damn! I back off, wait a bit and reenter the room after I’m sure he’s sleeping. This time when I pan the camera down his body you can see the head of his cock peeping out of his boxers. I touch his chest, run my hands over the tattoos on his biceps. I can feel the ridge of ink in his skin, and I’m close enough to smell the faint remains of his cologne, the strong scent of chlorine from the pool, and the musk of a young man rising from his balls and cock.

He’s so deeply asleep now that I can touch him with impunity, running my hand over his entire body, freeing his cock from his shorts, pulling them down his legs to get a good view of his dick and shaved balls. Sexy and sleeping. Great combination. I move in close, hand sliding over his chest, down his belly to his cock, touching, exploring, getting good film of this young marine. I take his stiff cock in hand, stroke it, work the flesh. The sharper tang of arousal fills the air, makes me smile as Ryan sleeps on. He’s got a nice cock, not huge, but rock-solid. It feels good in my hand as I work the flesh, thinking about the stories of danger, of his time in Iraq and the terrible things he faced on a daily basis.

Things most people can’t begin to understand. He survived and now here he is, in my guest house, and I’m stroking his cock, pleasuring him in his sleep. It’s a great to be doing this with a truly heroic guy, someone who talks the talk, walks the walk and did what he felt was right despite criticism. Ryan is one special guy, a marine, the first military man I’d ever filmed and I’m honored to be able to offer my viewers this video. And wait until you see him cum!