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Tales of Ribaldry (stories about teh sechs)
This story is about my big brother, the Cockmeister. He's the type of d00d who would fuck a fish if he couldn't hook up with a gurl.
This one takes place while he was in the US Coast Guard, stationed in Key West, Florida.
He was out drinking and whoring, as usual, and just before closing time he was lucky enough to attract a human female. By his discription she would not likely have been offered a job as a Victoria's Secrets model, whatever.
As was his style, he went to her place and spent the next several hours fucking and sucking on this woman in a drunken stupor. He passed out and didn't wake up until after 7 a.m. That sounds fairly early except that he was due back at his ship at 6 a.m. for watch duty.
Naturally when he saw that he was late he freaked. He called a cab and waited on the street. When the cab finally came my brother told the driver where to go and jumped in the car.
As my brother engaged the driver in nervous conversation, he noticed that the driver kept looking at him in an odd way. He said it was like the guy was afraid of him or something. My brother is a normal and decent looking person, so he ignored it. He had much bigger issues with being late for duty.
They finally arrived at the dock, and as expected, there was a small group of sailors and the Commanding Officer waiting for him. As my brother passed them, profusely appologizing, he noticed some very unusual looks from the group. He had expected negativity, but what he saw was more like confusion.
He hurried to his quarters to clean up briefly before taking his station. Any curiousity about the cab drivers attitude, or that of the sailors, was satisfied when he looked in the mirror.
My brothers face was covered in dried blood.
Always do a "bright light" check when you hook up with a stranger, especially if you're drunk.
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