This and future stories are mostly factual accounts of my experiences, names have been changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. They are set in South West Africa (Namibia) before independence.
My Soldier Boys
Chapter 2
Chris K, was what many would call you bearcub, 6' broad shoulders, short back & sides, green eyes, and smile to get you hard, and then of course the hairy chest - beautiful brown covering his whole chest narrowing down to that treasure trove.
Chris was now back from spending more than 6 months with Koevoet in the bush, he no longer was that innocent Afrikaner farmboy. He had a room next to mine and we soon became buddies. We often spent nights chatting and drinking coffee, we never did get into real personal matters, we just hangout. He was also my bar buddy, now and again we would get sloshed. He was usually my driver when I had to go into the town.
This particular day we went to the general dealer/cafe, the curio shop and the bank.
Some days I'm not very observant of those around me, there were more than enough guys back in camp to perve over, and anyway Chris was with me. He sat in the car while I went into the bank, I can't remember if it was to deposit or draw money, but the queue was long. I eventually got back to the car.
Chris turned to me and asked: "Do you know that guy standing on the steps?", indicating the bank. I looked in the direction, and there was a guy looking in the direction of the car.
"No, why?" I asked.
"Well he has been following us from the cafe!"
"Well, I don't know who he is, it is the first time I've seen him.
I didn't even notice him before".
So off we went back to camp and I forgot all about out mystery man. Two days later, one of the Medics called me and said I had a visitor. When I asked where the person is, he told me he was outside. "Why doesn't he came in?", "I'm busy writing report for handover".
Peter, the Medic, told me it is a civilian. The Ward that I was in charge of was a security one, so only authorised persons were allowed and definitely not civilians.
I went to the back gate and lo and behold who should be standing there, but our mystery man from the other day. Not quite sure what to say, I asked "Are you looking for me?"
"Yes, came the reply, for a few weeks now". What is this man going on about.
He continued and asked when I was going off duty and what was I doing tonight.
I heard his voice but was totally taken in by the most beautiful blue eyes that I had ever seen. I gazed into them and they seemed to twinkle and then came the smile, I thought Chris has a sexy smile but this man was just too much.
Well I agreed that if he was prepared to wait about half an hour we could go and chat.
Needless to say he agreed and went to wait in his car. I tried to finish up the reports.
In came Peter and so typical asked: "Would you like me to finish them off so you can go with your visitor", that smirk on his face. How I wanted to give this queen a slap. Poor Peter was trying so hard to hide his true self and desperately looking for somebody who he could come out the closet to, well it definitely was not going to be me.
I went out and got into his car. "Well, I'm Cliff", putting my hand out to my mystery man.
"Hein", came the reply while he held onto my hand and looking me in the eyes, it was now a puppy dog look. What am I doing, who is this man, he's not even military, how did he get into the camp, what story did he give the main gate guards. More and more questions flooded thru my mind.
We went off to my room and I offered him some coffee.
"Why don't you bring a change of clothes and we go to my place in town".
"I don't even know you and you want me to come with you to town?"
All I got was that smile and a shrug.
"I need permission to leave the camp after dark".
"So go tell your buddy to cover for you", obviously referring to Chris, "or will he be upset?"
"Why should he be?"
"Thought maybe you were more than just friends". "He noticed that I was following you?"
"Yea, so?"
"Does he know?"
"Know about what?"
"We usually pick it up when another guy is family".
I didn't try to pretend any longer, and thought what the hell 'I'm randy and your sexy', typical soldier boy who needs a man, even if he is a civvie.
I threw a change of clothes into my sports bag and off we went to town. On the way we chatted about what he does (works in timber industry driving trucks) - so here I was in Rundu going off with a trucker. He came from Swakopmund and his family didn't know about his preferences.
We went into the house which he was renting. It was not large, 2 bedrooms, etc.
"Why don't you put your things down here in the bedroom", he said while showing me around. "Do you want to take a shower now or would you like something to drink?"
"What you got?", I needed something to relax me a bit.
He poured me a B&C and we ended up in the bedroom. He showed me his scrapbook and there was a photo of his ex, for a moment I thought it was me, but where would he have got me in civvies. Then it came out that he had seen me a few weeks back and could not believe the resemblance. We chatted and he slowly moved his arm around me and brought me closer to him, we looked each other in the eyes. I was turning into butter in this mans arms. He slowly pushed me down on the bed and started kissing me.
My mouth opened and our tongues explored. He started kissing my face moving down to my neck and undid my shirt buttons and moved onto my nipples which were now standing to attention for this man. He looked up "Can I strip you and take you to the shower?"
All I could do was nod.
Hein removed my boots and socks and fortunately released the buttons of my trousers because my cock was urging for release. I was lying there in only my jocks when he started to explore my body with his tongue avoiding my cock still in my jocks. He stood up and removed all his clothing almost in one movement and I caught a glimpse of his boerepiel - it was hard as a rock, 7 inches at least and uncircumcised.
He bent over and pulled my jocks off and came down on my cock and took it to my pubes, that hot warm wet mouth was just too much for me. It had been a few weeks since I had last had my cock in another guys mouth - I had had a few in mine though.
Hein certainly knew how to please a guy. He worked my cock sliding it in and out of his mouth, licking the head, moving down and took each of my balls one at a time into his warm mouth. Was I dreaming or was this really happening. I was stoking his hair, each time I attempted to move down his body his hands would stop me. He was intent in pleasing me all the way. I was not going to stop him because I so needed it, especially after being around Chris for so long.
He would bring me almost to the point of no return and then move up my body and lick my tits.
He moved up my neck kissing it and we started to kiss. This man was sending me totally over the edge. He slowly moved off the beds and took me by the hands pulling me gently up towards him, I could not help see his dripping cock, how I desperately wanted to taste it.
Any attempt that I made to move towards his cock were soon stopped. "Tonight you are to enjoy", would be all I got out of him. He led me by the hand off to the bathroom, holding me close to him, his warm body and I could feel that rockhard 7 inches pressing against my stomach. He released while he stretched into the shower and opened the water.
He moved towards the window sill and fumbled with something, he was lighting a candle.
He rejoined me and we stepped into the shower, even with us been apart for the few minutes did not allow either of our cocks to relax.
He started to shampoo my hair, which he allowed me to reciprocate. We started exploring each others bodies with the soap. When I wanted to wash his cock he hesitated at first but allowed me to work it up and clean him well. I moved down onto my knees to wash his legs and moved up again towards his manhood, which he allowed me to take into my mouth - this was so delicious. I started working only his head and slowly moved his foreskin back to take his meat, I could feel him swelling in my mouth and gently he pulled my mouth off.
"I'm going to cum if you continue with that, I don't want to just yet".
He put his strong calloused hands under my arms and lifted me to meet his mouth, we kissed for a while before his hands started to explore down my back. Subconsciously I knew where his hand was aiming for and it was not long before it reached target. He soaped up his hand and I felt his finger exploring my crack, he soon found my slit and gently rubbed my mancunt.
The pressure of his finger stated to increase as he applied pressure, I was not going to resist this man. His finger moved in and Hein started to finger my ass, I opened up for him.
Soon the finger was removed and he moved it in again and started working me up, this was soon joined by another. By this time I had moved around and was facing the shower wall and he bent me over. "Can I use soap, not that it feels like you need it?" I did not reply, I was in heaven by now. I could feel his fingers coming out of me and just as quickly there was his cockhead pressing against my arse. Hein applied pressure as his head moved into me, he was waiting for a reaction from me. I started to push towards him and then he inserted all seven inches. It filled me up and I just wanted him there. He held all of him in me and then slowly started to pull out and push in, it was a slow rhythm. This was amazing, where had this guy been all the time? His hand moved over my chest while he held my hip with the other. His hand moved down towards my own stiff cock which he started to jerk off slowly.
I was getting close and I think he full my cock getting thicker and throbbing. I moved my hand down and replaced his on my cock, then both his hands took hold of my hips and he went into overdrive. Hein was now pounding my mancunt good and hard. It was the best fuck.
This guy must have gone on like this for about 15 minutes but I was not complaining. I felt his grip on my hips get tighter and he thumped into me all the way pulling almost all the way out before going in again. My arse had not had such a work over for many months. It was not long before he pushed all the way up and erupted his load deep inside me, collapsing onto me.
Holding me tight, he whispered into my ear: 'I love you'. I did not respond, because I can't say that to somebody who I have only know for a few hours. He pulled out and like a gentleman washed his cock off and turned off the water. Reaching out he grabbed two towels and dried us off. He led me back to the bedroom and took gowns out of the cupboard for both us and helped me put it on, 'don't think you have worn one of these for a few months', how right he was.
We went to the lounge and relaxed on the sofa. He played some background music, while we chatted and he told me the whole story about when he first say me a few weeks ago.
He actually knew another guy in the base who found out all about me for him. He worked in the stores and had also tried to tempt me one night with his lovely uncut cock.
We sat and chatted for a few hours finding out all about each other. This was often interrupted with a repeat of the shower. All in all he must have taken me four or five times that night.
Needless to say I did not get much sleep and returned to base with the sun rise. I went to my room to get changed for the day and silently unlocked my door. I was not very successful because it was not long that there was a knock at my door - Guess who?? Yea, it was Chris.
"Where have you been?"
"Around"
"Yea, but not in base I'm sure, because I looked for you and Peter told me that some guy came looking for you yesterday afternoon".
I just looked at him, what was his case, he appeared to be angry.
He turned and walked out.
I did not see Hein that night, but the next and for many after that. Things between Chris and I went through a bad patch. Hein and I stopped seeing each other after three months.
I must admit that it was three very good months.
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