This is a work of gay/homosexual erotic fiction. If this type of material offends you, you have definitely reached the wrong place and are urged to turn back before you can awaken strange new sexual desires that may or may not lie deep within you. Be warned! Once lit, the fire of passion for the touch of another man cannot be easily extinguished! Enjoy!
You should know, I'm still in the military -- won't tell you which service -- so I have changed all of the names and have been deliberately vague about the location of the story because I love serving my country but feel compelled to tell you about what I have experienced. To get to the point, I started having sex with men for the first time three years ago, while in the military -- and on duty!
I've always enjoyed the company of my male friends, I played sports in high school and college so I had been immersed in naked male bodies on many many occasions. I never hesitated to look at and admire the hard, fit naked bodies of my teammates in the locker room and was proud to show of my own hard body and hefty cock but never thought much about it. It was only after enlisting in the military and arriving at boot camp that I really started to crave the sight of naked male bodies.
In boot camp, there is absolutely no privacy, so finding a private place to masturbate was an impossibility. After about a week of grueling physical and mental training, I was really needing to shoot a load and found myself laying quietly in the dark one night, waiting for everything to settle down so that I could sneak into the toilet to relieve the buildup in my balls. This would be the tricky part, there were no stalls, just open toilets and I didn't have the guts to get caught in the big shower room spanking it. So, I had resigned myself to sitting on a toilet and spanking it out in the open, hoping I could cover and make it look like I was using the facilities for something other than sexual release if someone came in.
I was really tired, even though I kept in great shape, basic training was kicking my ass. But, I was determined to stay awake until the coast was clear for me to pump out the load that was threatening to overflow my low hangers and leak out on it's own. To stay awake, I let my mind wander to thoughts of home and old friends. I soon found myself reminiscing about my high school days of playing sports, specifically the locker room after any game that we had won. The air was always charged with the unique energy and smells of healthy young men feeling victorious after great physical exertion. The memories came flooding back, hoots and hollers, laughing, slapping asses, snapping towels, and the unique musky smell of sweaty male bodies. My dick was rock-hard and straining against my boxers and I had started rubbing it through the material while reliving those high school memories.
Taking a look around the large darkened room, I decided it was time and did a fast-walk to the can, hoping no one could see my boner in the near-dark. Upon entering the section of the facilities with the shitter as we referred to it, to my immediate relief I found myself alone. There were two rows of thirty toilets facing each other across ten feet of spotless tile with no stalls. I picked the very last bowl on the right, farthest from the entrance so I would at least have a chance to cover up if I heard someone coming.
I pulled my boxers down over my thick stiff 7 incher and sat down quickly, ready to get to work. I let myself relax, took a deep breath, and settled in to enjoy myself. I was tempted to work myself up quick but it had been so long that I was determined to take my time and enjoy it, even though it increased the risk that I might get caught by another soldier wandering in. Looking back, I think I wanted to be caught handling my meat by another man......
I reached the point where I knew that I couldn't hold back any more and really increased my pumping. I was totally absorbed in an image of my high school locker room after we had won a game against our toughest competition. I opened my eyes just as I started shooting one of the biggest loads I had ever shot and saw a fellow soldier walk around the corner with a massive rock hard boner tenting out his boxers but it was too late. I shot four or five big ropes up into the air that landed in the middle of the floor in front of me and tried not to look at him. Instantly exhausted from such an intense orgasm, I leaned back on the seat to keep my balance. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that the soldier had obviously left, saving us both the embarrassment of dealing with the scene I had just starred in and the big shots of cum on the floor, my hand and still hard cock.
While I cleaned up myself and the floor with tissue, I realized that I liked getting caught shooting my load by another man, I really liked the fact that his huge dick was rock hard in his shorts and that he was probably coming in there to shoot his load too. From then on, I slowly started to realize that I was probably gay and had been all along. I had had plenty of sex with girls in high school and college but realized that I had been masturbating for years while thinking about those locker-room scenes. Boy, I sure had done a good job of fooling myself into thinking that I was straight. I found myself really wanting to touch another man, to feel a naked male body pressed against my flesh, but most of all, to taste a cock in my mouth.
While still in boot camp, I kept myself on guard against revealing these feelings to my fellow soldiers -- don't ask, don't tell, right? -- and still managed the occasional load in the can late at night while fantasizing that the soldier that discovered me that first time came back and caught me again. In my fantasy, his hand replaced mine and I pulled his huge cock out of his shorts and stuffed it into my mouth. It was at this point that I usually shot my load. The frustrating part is that I never got a good clear look at him, he had a thick muscular build with medium brown hair and could be any one of 40 or so guys in our barracks so I never knew who he was.
After boot camp, I got transferred to a base in the south where I had my first sexual experience with a man............
While working sentry duty one night I had the good fortune to meet up with a real arrogant asshole of a soldier that was absolute walking hot perfection. He was a real man's man, with an attitude to match. His name was Jim and if you wanted your face broken, you called him Jimmy. Looking back, I have to wonder if the duty orders that posted two soldiers to the same one-soldier post at the same time were an accident or if Jim actually set it up that way -- I was to find out later that he had a real talent for pulling strings...
I had noticed him for the first time in the showers of the barracks, he was muscular and hung with that classic rough-guy handsomeness -- six feet four inches tall with a broad frame covered in hard muscle and a big set of balls that hung low under a thick meaty cock. He reminded me of the soldier that caught me masturbating in boot camp and I hoped that he was. After that, I had seen him around and heard his loud voice and seen him swaggering through the barracks on more than one occasion with that big cock flopping around making a scene under a towel that left one hip or the other completely exposed. Our barracks were huge and occupied two floors in a big L-shape and until lights out, it was non-stop noise and motion so it was no surprise that we had never actually met before that night on duty.
When I arrived at the sentry post, I noticed that there were no lights and the hum of the air conditioner was suspiciously absent. The real challenge when posted to this shack at night was to stay awake in the dark and not to sweat to death in the hot southern night. The electrical had gone out in the shack weeks ago and had yet to be repaired. The problem was apparently somewhere in the power lines running to this remote point between the main base and the shack itself and it was not a priority to get it fixed. The base was old and the maintenance crew had bigger fish to fry.
Jim was there when I stepped into the sentry shack expecting to relieve him. He looked me over and asked, "What the fuck do you want?"
"I'm here to relieve you for the night watch" I told him.
"I just came on duty soldier, somebody screwed up your orders -- this is my watch numb-nuts" he said with a snarl of contempt and added "and I had the decency to show up a few minutes early to be sure to relieve my fellow soldier on time." Even though I was right on time, I bristled at the criticism but said nothing -- this swaggering brute was clearly not one to fuck with.
We both quickly decided that we would not wake a commanding officer in the middle of the night to sort out our double-posting. Since neither of us was willing to make the call or leave our assigned post, we were stuck there in that little shack until the relief sentry showed up in the morning. Without asking, Jim took the only chair and I said nothing as I found a comfortable spot on the floor and settled in for what was sure to be a boring and completely uneventful night. Since we were posted at a back gate that was rarely ever used, even in daylight, it was sure to be quite and boring as hell.
After about an hour of stone silence and some light dozing on my part, Jim farted loudly and announced that he was going to sneak through the woods back to the base visitor's center for some cold sodas out of the machine. "I'll bring you one but you'd better keep your mouth shut about me leaving post" was all he said as he slipped out into the hot, muggy night.
An hour later, he still wasn't back and the sweat was dripping off of me. It seemed to have gotten hotter, if that was possible in the middle of the night. I took off my shirt for relief even though it was strictly against the rules -- who was going to see me out here in the middle of the night anyway? My t-shirt was soaked with sweat so I took that off too. A very slight breeze had started up and I turned my face to it as it moved through the open windows and doors of the little sentry shack.
At this point, I figured that Jim wasn't coming back for whatever reason and that I was on my own. I didn't waste any time taking over his chair and sitting back to let the weak breeze cool me down a little. After a while, I found myself cooling off and getting horny at the same time. My cock had a mind of it's own and was as hard as a rock. I figured what the hell, Jim clearly wasn't coming back and no one came through this gate ever, much less this late at night. With no electricity, there were no lights but the light of the moon and my flashlight, if I needed it. With my mind made up, I quickly stripped out of the rest of my fatigues and boxers and settled in for a nice jack off session on that little wooden chair. I was really getting into it when all of the sudden, there was a bright light in my face and a deep voice saying, "Now, what in the hell is going on here soldier?"
I was caught! This was going to get me into big trouble for sure. I assumed that the voice belonged to a duty officer that had decided for some reason to make surprise rounds in the middle of the night! This happened so very rarely that I hadn't even considered it as a possibility!
There I was, naked as a jaybird with my thick and still hard dick in my fist oozing juice, caught! I didn't know what to do and my dick wouldn't go down, especially with my hand still on it but I was paralyzed with fear and embarrassment at being caught this way and couldn't move or get out an intelligible word. I just made sounds like "um" and "uh" and not much else as my entire body blushed to a bright red to match my throbbing cock.
Suddenly, the light went out and was replaced by gut-splitting laughter! It was Jim! "Man, I got trapped in a coat closet when two officers came in for a late-night soda and a chat at one of the tables. I thought you might wonder what happened to me but I didn't think you'd get up to this!"
Relieved that I wasn't going to have to answer to the base brass for whacking it while on duty and out of uniform, I laughed too, my nudity covered back up by the darkness. My cock was still raging-hard and bobbed up and down as I laughed.
Suddenly, Jim got serious, "That's a big cock you got there, soldier." I didn't know what to do, naked with a hard-on in the dark with this hot fucker. I said without thinking, "Not as big as the meat I've seen you swinging in the barracks, you big fucker." Suddenly, he was so close that I could feel his body heat over the sweltering night air. I thought for sure he was going to beat the shit out of me but instead he said, "Yeah, but you've never seen it hard, rub this." With that he pulled my hand off my still-throbbing cock and pressed it against the hard, swollen crotch of his uniform pants.
I couldn't believe what was happening! Here I was, naked in the dark with the hottest soldier I had ever seen and he was pressing my hand against his hard monster cock through his uniform! I was overcome with lust and knew that this was it, I was finally going to taste a man's cock in my mouth! I was actually shaking with nervous sexual excitement!
Although I couldn't really see much, I kept rubbing his hard and still growing cock through his pants and used my left hand to continue jacking my cock. "I'll take over here" he said as he leaned down to remove my hand from my throbbing tool and replaced it with his own! Wow, I had never had another man touch my cock except for doctors during physicals and I was instantly ready to explode! "You'd better slow down, I'm going to shoot!" I panted. He ignored my warning and increased his pumping and tightened his grip in my dick until I thought the head was going to pop off! Without warning, I reached a blinding-hot orgasm and grunted and thrashed shooting rope after rope of hot cum into the darkness while still rubbing his hard cock through his fatigues.
When my orgasm was over and I caught my breath, I said, "that was unbeliev....." "We have a problem" he interrupted me. "You've gotten your cum all over my uniform, you'd better get busy licking it off so that I don't have to explain it to an officer in the morning." He grabbed my head and pulled my face into his abs and a big, sticky glob of my own cum. I was out of control with desire and began urgently and eagerly licking every drop of my cum off of him there in the dark, operating by touch and smell alone since I couldn't see anything much in the dark shack. All during this, I never stopped rubbing his monster-cock through his uniform. Finally, he barked, "that's enough, my uniform's clean. Now, lick your fucking cum off my boots!"
I didn't waste any time getting down on the floor of that dusty little shack and licking my cum off his boots like my life depended on getting them spotless. After a few minutes of this, he pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me tight against him. He was taller than me by a good five inches or so and my face ended up just under his left jaw. Instinctively, I began licking his neck and under his jaw and he began to moan as he ground his hips against me, pushing that hard cock-lump into my bare abdomen.
In a feverish lust, I found myself lost to my wild sexual desire for this man and my inhibitions were gone. No thoughts of what would happen if we were discovered and court-marshaled. No worries about whether or not this made me a "fag" or not, I didn't care one little bit about any of that as I gave in to feelings I had been fighting down since boot camp. I reached behind him and grabbed his ass and started massaging it while still licking that hot neck -- I could feel his pulse, strong and fast and getting faster.
Suddenly, he grunted really loud and announced that he was going to cum in his pants. This made me crazy and I actually started chewing on his shoulder through his uniform. His broad hips bucked against me and he continued grunting and snorting as he shot his spunk in his pants. When it was over, he stopped hugging me and said in a husky voice, "Now you've gone and done it good, I have an entire load shot in my shorts and I'm a mess." "No problem, open em' up and let me clean up the mess I caused" I said without hesitation. He didn't hesitate either, he took of his highly-polished boots first and pealed off his entire uniform in a matter of seconds. I went to work cleaning up his cum before he could get his shirt off. I was delirious with the smell and taste of his cum and didn't stop until every last trace of that enormous load was gone down my throat and in my belly.
He was still standing there, legs spread wide and leaning on the counter behind him for support, his monster cock rock hard and standing at full attention. Without asking, I stuffed as much of it into my mouth and throat as I could and immediately started gagging and choking on the big pulsing member. "Hey, slow down, we've got all night, take your time soldier" he said as he rubbed the sides of my head with his big strong hands.
All night? All night? Could he be serious? Was this really going to go on all night? I thought that I was going to have a heart attack, my heart was beating so hard. I couldn't remember my cock ever being so hard or big before and even though I wasn't touching myself, I was about to shoot again from the shear overload of lustful feelings of having this hot soldier-man's huge cock in my mouth!
Somehow, he must have known that I was about to cum -- it must have been all of the grunting and writhing that I was doing -- and he reached down under my arms and pulled me up off of his throbbing cock till I was standing. He turned the two of us so that I was now the one leaning back on the counter and quickly went down on his knees, swallowing my dripping cock to the base in one gulp! My mind was swimming, what the fuck was going on? Was this butch man's man soldier really sucking my entire cock down into his throat? I was on fire and out of control as I grabbed his head and started roughly fucking his face, shoving my cock down his throat so far and hard that his face was literally banging into my pelvis and my big balls were banging him in his throat! It's a good thing that we were in a remote part of the base because I let out a yell and a loud string of curses as I came down his hot throat and kept on pumping until well after the last shot was out of my nuts and down his cum-slick throat.
After that, I fell back on the counter and collapsed, completely drained. The next thing I knew, he was towering over me stroking that huge cock and groaning. "I'm gonna shoot all over you, you nasty fucker, take my load you pig!" he said as he began coating my face, neck, abdomen, crotch, and thighs with an enormous load of his hot spunk. There was so much of it! "Well now, it seems that I've made quite a mess" he said, matter-of-factly. Without another word, he bent down and started licking his own load off of me! He started with my thighs and worked his way up, deliberately avoiding my crotch. He didn't stop until he had actually licked my face clean! When his tongue passed over my lips, I wanted to open them and kiss him bad but somehow I knew that it would have been a mistake at that point. Once he finished with my face, he moved back down to my crotch, still covered with his sticky spunk and licked my once-again rock hard cock and balls until they were spotless. He lifted my balls, shoved his nose up under them and said, "smells like some ran down in your crack, better get these legs up so I can finish my work."
With that, he put his big hands behind my knees and lifted until my ass was pointing right up at his face! He started by licking the back-side of my balls and then moved on to my taint until that was all clean too. Without warning, he shoved his tongue right through my flexing ass-ring and began eating my ass like a pussy. I had been sucked off by girls and even had one that liked licking my big balls but I had never had anyone do anything like this to me. It was amazing! My cock was dripping pre-cum up my stomach like crazy with an occasional glob hitting my face as this big stud moved me around a bit still eating my manhole like his life depended on it.
He scooped some of my pre-cum off of my stomach and used it to lube up my hole even more than his spit had -- this was really starting to drive me to the edge. As he was smearing it around the outside of my hole, he slipped one of his thick meaty fingers in as far as it would go and I was in ecstasy as I began spraying my own face as I came again. While I was still shooting, he shoved in another finger to join the first one and jabbed fiercely at my prostate! What happened then is hard to put into words, all I can say is that I felt insane with the need to have his huge cock up my spasming hole and said, "fuck me, shove that big nasty meat up my virgin asshole and let me know what it means to be fucked by a big fucking stud!
He didn't waste any time lowering me back to the countertop with his two meaty fingers still inside me as I continued to grind and gyrate on them. When he pulled out his fingers, I immediately missed them and actually whimpered a little. Now that I was flat on my back with my legs still up nice and high, he was in perfect position to shove that monster meat into my hungry hole. I felt like I was burning up, on fire with desire for this stud-fucker of a man and desperate to feel his big cock being shoved up my hole. "I hope you can handle it, it's pretty thick" he said. "Put that big fucker in me, you fucking pig!" was all I could say.
He put the big head right up against my hot slick hole and got himself positioned to give me a good fucking. I surprised him by grabbing the edge of the counter and shoving my ass forward to engulf the head and first couple of inches. I didn't feel any pain like I expected, only a wonderful heat spreading out from my asshole and covering my whole body like a blanket, it gave me chills up and down my spine, my asshole felt electrified and pre-cum was already oozing out of the head of my dick like a leaky faucet.
In one smooth and slow movement, he buried that monster up my ass and changed me forever. I knew in that instant that I would always enjoy the feeling of another man's cock in my asshole. He grunted and flexed his cock in my glove tight hole and I actually felt it jump a bit as it swelled even bigger with engorged blood, stretching my hole even further. I said, "I want this to last, you are the first and I want to make it last as long as we can." "Don't worry about that, I've easy got a couple more loads in this big thing, you just hold on."
It was good advice he gave me, telling me to hold on. He started out so slow and it was so good that I was transported. I wasn't on the base any more, I wasn't even on the planet, my whole universe was my asshole and the big piece of meat that was stretching it open. Before long, he picked up his pace and was pulling almost completely out before plunging all the way back in to the hilt and I was going wild, gyrating and bucking beneath him, meeting his thrusts with my own. Suddenly, he stopped and told me, "lay still and don't move." I did as he said and he pulled all the way out of me -- I could feel my hole gaping and reaching for his cock as he did so. Then he said, "I am going to really work your ass-ring with the head of this thing, just relax and enjoy it." I just moaned as he began teasing my hole with just the fat headof his dick, slowly half-stoking it into my hole and then pulling out before the head could get all the way in. He was so gentle and focused on the task that it was ecstasy. Soon, he was putting the entire head in just far enough to pop it through my ring and pulling it right back out. He picked up his pace and I found myself thrashing around and uttering profanities and other intelligible noises as I felt myself building to yet another enormous orgasm.
I told him that I was about to shoot and he shoved that big piece of meat all the way to the hilt and it was like he used that big dick head to hit my switch because the instant he had it all the way in and my hole stretched wide, I shot the biggest load I had ever shot in my life! It hit the window over my head and rained down all over me, I even got some on his massive chest and hung in his dark chest hair like nasty decorations. After I came, I thought he was pulling out but just as he pulled the head out of my hole, he reversed direction and started fucking me with wild abandon. The sweat was running off him in little rivers that I could barely make out with my dark-adjusted vision in the moonlight. I could just make out the wild look in his eyes and that turned me on even more, if that was possible.
He was snorting and cursing and actually started biting my calves and feet, which he still held in place with his big hands behind my knees. He shot an enormous load up my ass so hard that I could feel each spurt. He kept shoving his cock in me even after he finished shooting and telling me how hot my soldier-ass was, how it was his ass and he was fucking it and using it as he wished. All through this he was heavy-breathing and punctuating his speech with precise thrusts of that huge meat up my ass.
After a few minutes of this, he was clearly exhausted and reluctantly pulled his softening cock out of my ravaged asshole. He literally dropped into the little wooden chair and threw his head back, gasping for air and trying regain his composure. I just lay there on the counter, spent, delirious, and feeling like a new man.
Once I felt like I could walk again, I carefully sat up on the counter and started to slide down to put my feet on the floor. My stud-fucker was up in a quick, catlike movement to grab me and help me down from the counter. He put his arm around me and made sure that I was steady before letting me go. "Hey, why don't we jump in the pond down the road and get cleaned up?" It was only a couple hundred feet in-base and just off the gate road. I immediately agreed and reached for my clothes. "Nah, fuck it, let's walk down there in our boots only, who will know?"
So down the dirt road we walked side by side, buck-ass naked in the moonlight and hot air in only our boots, swollen abused cocks swinging in the night air. Soon enough we were on the little path that led to the pond and he stopped me, grabbing me by the shoulders. I was instantly on guard for the return of the smartass macho asshole I had thought him to be before tonight. "I have to tell you something" he said. "What we did was great, I know you were really into it and so was I but we have to pretend it never happened......" My heart started to sink and then he added, "Until it happens again!" with a big shit-eating grin of satisfaction as he grabbed me and kissed me full on the mouth and shoved his tongue past my lips to meet my own. "You know we could never get this kind of hot action from women, you're my hot fuck-buddy now!" and smacked me on the ass as he took off running the last few feet to the pond and dove in. I followed him in as fast as I could and really enjoyed the cool water after so much heat and sweating. At one point as we were splashing about, I grabbed him and pulled him to me. "You are my first, I have never had sex with another man but have wanted to for a long time now, thank you for making it something I will never forget." He kissed me hard then and even though he didn't need to whisper, he did just the same, "I've wanted you since I caught you blowing that load in the toilet in boot camp and tonight, I made sure it happened"
In the next installment, officer's training takes on a hole new meaning as Jim and I find ourselves once again thrown into a situation made for nastiness while on maneuvers, with an Officer!