Trey and Rob were bunk mates sharing a room with Martin and Sal. Two bunk beds were across the room from each other. Two small desks faced each other against the wall with the door and an easy chair they had found was below the only window.
It was a small room, but larger then some of the others in the barracks. Trey moved in once he was promoted, after living in the long barracks floor downstairs with 24 other soldiers.
It wasn't his room at home but it was better then being in the barracks for the year he spent there.
Rob arrived from another base about the later. He had been in the desert for part of that time and wouldn't talk about it too much. It was summer and the usual humidity reminded him of the desert, Rob said.
Thoughts of privacy were discarded when everyone enlisted long ago. So the four usually lounged in their underwear, towels or even naked.
They laughed at each other's morning boners and tolerated the not quite silenced moans at night as they relieved themselves.
"Shit can't you jack off quieter?" occasionally one would yell out. A flurry of activity as the object of the complaint slipped from his bunk and the room, most likely to go to the latrine where he would finish what was needed.
The weekend Rob arrived; Martin and Sal were on a pass. Trey had just finished early morning duty in the office.
He looked up from his bunk to see Rob wearing only his white boxers. They were thinner then the cotton ones he wore, so thin you could see skin through them and that included the darkness of his pubic hair and the dangling swinging penis.
"Where did you get those?" Trey asked
"Desert stuff, it's hot as hell over there, we wear these, and its cooler. We tried going bareass but the locals complained" Rob said as he slipped the thin cloth boxers off.
Trey stared and liked the fact Rob neither hid his male genitals or turned away.
He was tired but the sight of the naked bunk mate stirred a new energy inside him. Trey heard himself say what his mind had already stated "Good thing, they'd want us there all the time if they saw cocks like that."
Throwing the shorts at Trey, Rob began to walk closer "Well I'm here now, want a taste?".
Trey wanted it. He wanted to kiss it, lick it take it down his throat. He stared at the growing thickness.
"Shit yea" he took the cock in hit mouth and tongued it feeling it grow thicker and longer to rub against the back of his throat. It was long overdue for several spurts of white, creamy, thick streams of cum to coat the inside of his mouth and trickle down his throat to his needy stomach.
He could curl his legs up so Rob would have easy access to another orifice. Perhaps after he drank the nectar he nursed for, the stud would be more excited, hornier and want a second go. The seconded would take longer but that too was part of his goal.
The longer Trey could feel the thick cock rubbing against his sphincter and intestines, the better. There would be more sensations; more fantasies come true and more involuntary reactions to the invading meat. He could feel his glands surrounding the flesh inside him, holding it, squeezing it and then opening to let it have full access. If he were lucky the cock would expand letting him know his intestines would soon be splashed with sperm. And the idea, the sensation the imagined visual would cause his own prostate to quiver and pulse shooting sperm of his own body's manufacture to spew forth.
He would lay there exhausted and Rob would know his mouth and ass was available anytime he wanted it for the duration of the time they served.
And if he was lucky, Rob would share him with Martin and Sal surmounting the fear he had of letting them know he wanted to be the bitch for all three.
"Yea the damn desert is hot as this place" Rob was still naked "You don't care if I just hang out like this do you?" he asked flipping his cock and balls as he walked to the easy chair and flopped down on it.
"Naw we all do it, no problem" Trey said rolling over to face the wall. He figured Rob wanted privacy.
"You don't have to do that. We all got frustrated there and helped each other out. Maybe you could come over here and help me"
Trey turned back over. Rob had put each leg on the arms of the easy chair. His hand was stroking his very hard cock.
"It's just us" Rob said.
Trey left the bunk and pulled his own boxers off so he could kneel naked and help Rob the way he wanted.
With any luck Sal and Martin would return early and discover what Trey had feared telling them since he moved in.