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In The Navy--a sort-of true account of 10 years of highly active duty
While being a gay sailor does have certain disadvantages, given the homophobic attitudes of the Top Brass, there are also some major advantages. I mean, let's face it, being stuck out in the middle of the Pacific Ocean with several hundred good-looking guys isn't all bad, right? Of course, it's not like you can just walk up to any one of them and have sex, but, most folks who have never been aboard ship wouldn't believe just how much activity there is.
Discretion being the better part of valor, as someone once said, those of us who enjoyed having sex with our shipmates were very careful; there was a small number of gay and bisexual sailors on-board my ship, and, we pretty much fooled around with each other. There was also a larger number of sailors who weren't all that concerned about the sex of the person getting them off; as long as they reached a climax, they were happy.
Now, I'd much prefer doing it with someone who's going to reciprocate, but, at the same time, I wasn't going to turn down too many chances at sucking on a sweet, young dick, either! While I wouldn't exactly describe myself as a "slut," I must admit that I was very easy.
But, every once in a while, you would find someone new...someone who was a little "curious." And, that's what I'm going to tell you about today.
I was an Electronics Technician, which meant that I worked on all the communication and radar equipment on-board my ship. This brought me up to the ship's bridge quite often, and, into contact with some of the bridge personnel. One, in particular, had attracted my attention. He was an eighteen year old Signalman named Matt Jordan; an absolutely gorgeous specimen of young man-hood. Short, black, curly-hair framed a handsome face, with full, sensuous lips that fairly begged to be kissed. Matt wasn't all that tall; as a matter of fact, you could describe him as somewhat slight in build, almost boyish in appearance. With two exceptions: the boy had a firm, well-shaped ass, and, there was a very impressive bulge in the crotch of his dungarees.
For those of you unfamiliar with Navy uniforms, let me digress for just a moment. Whoever designed the "working" uniforms must have loved the male body. While the shirt is fairly innocent, being a light-blue chambray material that is nothing too exciting, the pants are another matter entirely. They've been designed to be almost form-fitting, nicely accentuating whatever it is that Nature has seen fit to give an individual. In some cases, those dungaree pants were almost obscene, since they clearly defined some large pieces of meat!
And, young Matt was one of those sailors blessed with an above-average endowment; at least, it certainly appeared that way. But, I was fairly sure that I would have to be satisified with just looking, since I knew he was married, and that his wife was expecting their first child. Fortunately for me (and, for this story!), that turned out not to be the case.
Matt and I had gotten to be friends, not only because I was so interested in his body (although, I'll admit that was a part of it), but, also because he was a genuinely nice guy, and a lot of fun to talk to. One Friday afternoon, he asked if I'd like to come over for a few beers, and, I quickly agreed.
The strangeness of married life has never failed to amuse me, and, when you toss in the bizarre decisions that the Navy sometimes makes, you can end up with some odd situations. Matt was in one of those. Since he was married, and, his wife was expecting a child, he was entitled to off-base housing, meaning that he didn't have to live aboard ship, like the rest of us did. However, his wife had decided that she wanted to be close to Momma when she had the baby, so, she was back home, leaving Matt the sole occupant of a fairly large house.
When I got to his place, I found the good-looking sailor dressed only in a pair of cut-off shorts that were even more form-fitting than the dungarees that looked so good on him; these faded things appeared to have been spray-painted onto Matt's body, and it was all I could do to keep from drooling. As Matt led me into the house, my gaze was riveted on his ass, and I felt a familiar stirring in my crotch. Don't get your hopes up, I told myself. But, my dick has a mind of its own, and began to stiffen in my jeans.
I dropped onto the couch while Matt disappeared into the kitchen, returning shortly with two icy beer-bottles; he sat down in a chair directly across from me, affording me a clear view of his bulging basket. And, believe me, I took the opportunity to look him over! The entire length of his flaccid cock was obviously displayed under the light-blue denim; the material was so thin that I thought I could discern the ridge of Matt's corona near the tip.
We talked of who-knows-what for a while, with Matt getting us a second, and, then, a third beer. The conversation shifted, then, to what it was like for him, living there by himself, while his wife was several thousand miles away. I immediately noticed that Matt was moving our discussion into more and more personal areas; while I wasn't all that interested in hearing about how much he enjoyed having sex with his wife, I was interested in hearing that he was feeling exceptionally horny. The afternoon began to take on definite possibilities!
"I'm really getting tired of jacking-off," Matt announced, matter-of-factly, at one point.
I wasn't all that sure where Matt wanted to go with this, so, I temporized somewhat. "Well, I guess there are other things you could do," was my rather weak suggestion.
"Yeah, but, I wouldn't want to cheat on her, ya know?" the youth shrugged. "I mean, if I went with another woman, it just wouldn't feel right."
"Yeah...."
We were silent for a few moments, as we each took a swallow of beer. Then, Matt softly said, "Of course, there are still ways around it..."
I looked up at him. "You talking about what I think you're talking about?"
He looked uncomfortable for the first time since I'd arrived, but, after swallowing, Matt continued. "Well, if I let a guy do some things to me, it wouldn't exactly be like I was cheating on Susan," he said, as if he were trying to convince himself, rather than me. "I mean, there's no chance that I'd like guys better than girls," he added.
"What kind of 'things' are you talking about, Matt?"
"I don't know...maybe...like...getting jacked-off?"
"Uhmmm....what if the other guy wants you to do him, too?"
Matt shrugged his shoulders, looked down for a moment, then, shyly, back up at me. "I'd do whatever he did to me," was his soft response.
"What if he wanted to suck you off?"
"Hell, I'd let him!" the eighteen year old smiled. "And....uhmm....well...I guess, I'd do it to him, too."
I set my bottle on the table, then looked up at him; after a moment's hesitation, Matt placed his bottle on the table next to the chair, gazing over at me expectantly. Well, I wasn't afraid of making the first move, that's for sure!
Rising from my seat, I walked over to Matt's chair and knelt in front of him. Gently, I reached forward and pressed my hands along the inside of his thighs, slowly spreading his slender legs to give me access to his crotch. Matt's eyes closed, and he let loose a soft, shuddering breath as he felt my hands gliding further up his legs. The bulge in his shorts had grown appreciably, as the teenager stiffened under my ministrations; in a few minutes, I knew, I would see just what this good-looking youth had between his legs!
"Ooooohhhhhhhh......" he groaned, quietly, as my right hand slid onto his basket; I could feel the heat rising from Matt's cock-flesh, right through the thin, denim material. I could also feel that this young sailor was very well-endowed; although his dick was still quite flaccid, it was already at least 6 or 7 inches long, and, getting longer by the moment!
I pressed my lips against the denim-covered cock, letting them glide over every inch of teen-meat as I gently massaged his balls. Matt responded by pressing my face firmly against his crotch, a continuous stream of soft, passionate sounds coming from his slightly parted lips. I began to unfasten his shorts, letting my fingers move slowly to prolong the pleasure I knew I was giving the boy.
Matt wasn't wearing any undershorts, and as soon as I opened the cut-offs, I was treated to the sight of his large, densely-populated patch of curly, black pubic hair; and, right in the midst of that tangled mat of fur was his penis shaft, stretching out in all its glory. Freed from the tight confines of Matt's shorts, the one-eyed snake began to straighten and stiffen, growing longer and longer until I saw that it was at least nine inches from circumcised tip to base of shaft. And, it was a gorgeous, well-proportioned dick, too, smooth and delicious in appearance.
I quickly tugged Matt's shorts off, tossing them aside before turning once more to the altar of my desire. The boy was gazing at me through half-opened eyes, an expression of pure lust on his handsome face; I wanted to replace it with an expression of perfect satisfaction, and, knew that I could do just that. Reaching up with my left hand, I gently cupped his massive, pendulous balls, fondling and massaging them for several moments, watching the change it brought to Matt's face. Then, leaning forward, I pressed my lips against his hot flesh, savoring the slightly musky flavor of teen-meat as I licked and kissed his balls; Matt spread his legs wide apart, sliding down in the chair. Opening my lips wide, I took one of the egg-shaped gonads into my mouth, eliciting a sudden gasp of pleasure from the teenager. I lavished oral attentions on both of his heavy, cum-laden ball, listening to Matt's moans and whimpers as the young sailor thoroughly enjoyed the process.
But, now, the preliminaries were finished: I wanted that monster piece of meat in my mouth! I began to work my way upward from Matt's balls, licking and kissing every inch of the fat teen-cock, until I finally reached the reddish, mushroom-shaped head. It glistened wetly in the soft light of the room, as a constant ooze of pre-cum coated the skin; leaning down, I swirled my tongue around Matt's cock-head, tasting his sweet juice before letting my lips enclose the firm shaft.
"Ohhhhh, Jesus....ohh, yesssss.....God, that's soooo gooooood!" Matt groaned from above as I began to work on his dick. His hands were pressing on the back of my head, as he tried to force me to take more of his sweet cock into my more-than-willing throat. But, the position I was in precluded that; I could get only a third of Matt's lengthy teen-dick into my mouth from here. For now, I decided, that would do, but, in a few moments, I wanted all of him!
Slowly, with lingering deliberateness, I lavished oral attention on the upper-third of Matt's dick, devoting most of my work to the super-sensitive flesh of his cock-head. The young sailor's dick was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum, which I eagerly drank up; although I'd been having sex with guys since the age of fifteen, four-and-a-half years earlier, I'd never been with a guy that put out so much juice before he actually climaxed. Not that I'm complaining, mind you; far from it! In fact, I loved it, and savored each sweet little spurt as it flowed into my mouth.
By this time, Matt was in complete ecstasy, emitting an almost constant stream of soft whimpers and moans, and I knew that I could easily make him cum in just a few, short moments. But, I didn't know if I'd ever have another chance to suck Matt's marvelous prick, and I wanted to make the most of this opportunity. And, that meant that I wanted every single inch of him down my throat!
Pulling away from Matt's engorged shaft, albeit unwillingly, I sat back on my heels and gazed in lusty wonder at the sight before me. He was such a slight young man, which made the sheer size of his organ even more impressive. When Matt cast me a questioning look through his passion-glazed eyes, I gently pulled him down onto the floor. As soon as he had stretched himself out on the carpet, I went right back to work, shifting my body around to give myself easy access to that gorgeous meat.
Matt had the biggest cock I'd ever worked on, easily an inch or two longer than my ex-lover, Paul, who was also quite well-endowed at eight-and-a-half inches. But, Matt's teen-meat was quite a bit thicker than Paul's, and I really had to stretch myself to get his fat sausage down my throat. I've always prided myself in my perseverance, however, and I was determined to swallow every inch of Matt's cock!
Finally, I felt the curly pubic hairs tickling my nostrils, and I pressed my face firmly against his body, savoring the feeling of his monster-meat buried down my throat. Once I'd accomodated myself to its size, I began to work that special magic on Matt's dick, letting my lips and tongue slowly glide all the way up to the thick cock-head, where I licked, sucked and kissed the sensitive flesh before once again journeying downward, taking more and more of his shaft into my throat until every inch was surrounded by the hot, wet pressure of my mouth. The leisurely tempo of my blow-job was guaranteed to give Matt the utmost of pleasure, while keeping him from cumming too soon; I wanted the pressure to build in his balls until the boy thought that they were going to explode before I finally took him over the edge. And, judging by the incredibly sexy sounds that the eighteen year old was making, I was being quite successful in this endeavor!
I paused, several times, during my slow-motion blow-job, both to allow Matt a chance to recover a bit of self-control, and, to allow my jaw to unclench; sucking him off was quite a bit of work! But, oh, so enjoyable! Everytime I paused, though, his hands would try to press me back down onto his turgid prick, and Matt would beg me not to stop.
"Don't worry, baby," I assured him, over and over. "I ain't gonna stop. Just need to rest for a moment."
Finally, though, I knew that Matt was very near the point of no return. His breath was coming in short, shuddering gasps, with loud, almost animal-like grunts; the boy's slender body was quivering and shaking, and, when he began thrusting his hips upward, shoving his dick deep within my throat, I knew that I was about to be flooded with cum.
With a long, drawn-out scream of, "Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" from Matt's wide-opened lips, the first spurt of cum erupted in my mouth; but, rather than one large gob of spunk, it was more like a constant stream of juice flowing from his cock-head, coating my tongue with an incredible amount of boy-juice. Once again, Matt thrust himself up into my mouth, emitting another groan of ecstasy, as a second huge jet of cum poured into me.
When the incredibly aroused eighteen year old pumped a third massive load into my mouth, I began to have serious thoughts of drowning in cum, but, Matt quickly subsided into a more "normal" climax, merely pumping thick spurts of his hot, thick, delicious spunk into me, until I was quite convinced that I'd swallowed a quart of the sweet juice.
Through all of this, I somehow managed to keep a firm lip-lock on Matt's spasming tool; knowing that most men can't stand having their cock-heads sucked while they're cumming, I concentrated my attention on his shaft, milking every drop of Matt's luscious seed with my lips and tongue, my hands gently squeezing and fondling his cum-laden balls.
With a final quiver, and a shuddering gasp, Matt collapsed, limply, onto the floor, his intense climax slowly subsiding, dropping the boy into that wonderful period of post-orgasmic bliss. As I listened to his breathing slowly returning to normal, I continued to gently suck his still-lengthy, but, flaccid cock, fondling his balls, feeling them loose in their sack. I knew that I'd just given this young sailor an incredible amount of pleasure; in turn, that knowledge made me feel absolutely great!
"Ohhhhh, maannnn," came a soft exclamation.
Letting Matt's flaccid tool slip from my lips, I raised up to look at my friend. He had propped himself up on his elbows, and there was an expression of intense pleasure on Matt's handsome face, an expression that told me all I needed to know.
"You've done that before, haven't you?" Matt asked, his voice quiet.
"Yeah," I smiled back. "Once or twice."
He let out a soft chuckle. "Uh-huh...no bullshit, David," Matt continued. "That was the best anyone's ever sucked my dick...I mean it, man. I ain't never cum that hard before!"
That brought a bigger smile to my face. "Thanks, Matt. Glad you liked it."
"Oh, yeah, man...I sure as fuck liked it!" Matt exclaimed, reaching out to gently rub the side of my head. "But, I don't think I can do that good for you, David."
"That's okay, Matt," I assured him. "If you feel comfortable doing something for me, I'll let you...sure as fuck ain't gonna stop you! But, if you ain't cool with it, that's okay, too, man."
"Oh, don't worry, David," Matt quickly said, sitting up. "I'm going to make you cum, too...after the way you sucked me off, I've gotta do it to you, man! But...well, fuck, man...I ain't never sucked a guy before, so, I probably won't do very good."
I lay back on the carpet, watching as Matt's left hand tentatively reached out to stroke my chest. As his hand glided further and further down towards my bulging crotch, my eyes closed; when his fingers began to massage my denim-covered cock, I let loose a soft groan of pleasure. The groan quickly turned into an ecstatic whimper as Matt began to fondle me with more enthusiasm.
"Oh, yeah, Matt," I moaned. "That's the way, baby....keep doing that, Matt!"
I felt him fumbling with my belt; quickly, he unzipped my fly and reached inside. Pushing my jeans down, Matt freed my cock from the confines of my undershorts and began to stroke my fully erect meat. I'm nowhere near as big as Matt; my dick is about average in length, at around six inches. But, my new-found lover didn't seem to give a damn; he wrapped his fingers lightly around my cock-flesh and let his hand glide slowly up and down the turgid shaft, quickly driving me wild with lust.
"Uhmm...don't cum in my mouth, okay?" Matt asked, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my dick.
"Okay, Matt, I won't," I assured him, knowing that it wasn't going to be very long before I would have to tell him to watch out; as highly aroused as I was, my climax was going to happen soon!
With that, the young sailor opened his lips and surrounded my cock-head with the moist heat of his mouth, and I felt my entire body shudder with desire; considering how incredibly turned-on I already was, I didn't know how long I'd be able to last. And, though Matt lacked cock-sucking experience, he more than made up for that lack with enthusiasm: within a few moments, the eighteen year old was going down on me rapidly, taking about half of my six-inch meat into his mouth with each downward movement of his head.
Not altogether willing to suck another guy's cock, Matt manfully applied himself to my pole, inexpertly swirling his tongue around my engorged cock-head; he was quickly bringing me to the ragged edge of control!
I knew that if I was going to warn him, I'd have to do it now, before I completely lost control of myself. "I'm close, Matt," I managed to gasp. "Ohhhh, baby, I'm gonna cum!"
Matt's tightly pursed lips dragged up my dick, maintaining sensual contact until he lifted up from my groin; the moist heat of his mouth was immediately replaced by the tight grip of his hand, and Matt started pumping my cock rapidly, massaging my quivering balls with his other hand.
I hadn't been jacked-off to an orgasm since High School; I'd forgotten how good it felt! While I'll always prefer pumping my load inside a man's hot mouth, a skillfully executed hand-job ain't too shabby, either! And, for all of Matt's inexperience at man-to-man sex, he did a fantastic job of stroking my dick. Within a very few strokes, my balls exploded and Matt continued to pump my spurting cock, milking every drop of cum from my rapidly emptying balls.
I was dimly aware of Matt getting to his feet; through passion-glazed eyes, I watched him walk from the room. By the time he returned, carrying a towel, though, I had recovered somewhat. I was about to ask him if he was okay with what had just happened, but, Matt's next action answered my unvoiced question.
Kneeling next to me, Matt unfolded the towel and began to gently wipe up the thick strands and puddles of jism that covered my chest and stomach; then, he did the same for my flaccid dick, causing another shudder of pleasure to sweep through my body.
"You sure came hard," he murmured, smiling down at me.
"You did that good, Matt," I answered with a smile of my own.
"It....it....wasn't too bad," the boy stammered, his smile turning shy and a bit embarrassed. "But, I don't think I could let you cum in my mouth," he added.
"That's cool," I assured him, as he continued to rub my crotch; I was already cleaned-up sufficiently, but, as good as it felt, I wasn't about to tell him to stop!
Instead, I reached out and wrapped my fingers around his semi-hard dick, idly stroking him until I felt him beginning to stiffen. The smile on Matt's handsome face widened, and the pink tip of his tongue licked across his full, sensuous lips.
"If you've got any Vaseline, or, KY Jelly, or, something like that, I'll show you something else, Matt," I told him.
"Yeah, I've got something, I think," he nodded. "What you got in mind?"
"I want you to fuck me," I responded, matter-of-factly.
Matt's eyes got wide. "You mean...like....in the ass?"
When I nodded my head, Matt's face took on an expression of incredulity. "Fuck, David, I ain't never done that to anyone. I mean, shit, man, my dick's pretty big, ya know? You sure you want me to do that?"
"Baby, I can't wait to have you inside me," was my answer, as I started to pump his growing cock faster and more insistently.
"Uhhmmm...okay....if you're sure it won't hurt, David," Matt nodded.
"It won't, Matt, as long as you don't go too fast."
At Matt's suggestion, we went upstairs to his bedroom; we'd be more comfortable, he said. Taking the tube of KY Jelly from my friend, I squeezed out a liberal amount into my hand; as much as I had assured Matt that I wanted him to fuck me, I was fully aware of just how huge this teenager's dick was, and I wanted to enjoy myself as much as he did! I'd been fucked by quite a number of guys, including several with large endowments, but, never one as big as Matt; I had been telling him the truth, however, when I said that I couldn't wait to have him fucking me. The idea of having that monster-meat stuffed inside me was incredibly exciting.
As soon as I'd smeared the lube on Matt's fully erect love-spear, along with quite a bit in and around my ass-hole, I straddled his reclining body, reaching back to guide his cock into position; while this wasn't my favorite fucking position, it did guarantee me full control, and, considering the massive size of this boy's tool, I needed every bit of control I could find!
Slowly, I lowered myself, gasping as I felt the thick, mushroom-shaped cock-head entering me; Matt's dick was every bit as fat as anything I'd had shoved inside my body, and I could feel my hole being spread wide as more and more of his tool buried itself in my ass. Within a very few moments, I had as much of him inside me as I could get in this position; my ass was pressed tightly against Matt's upper thighs, and I threw my head back with desire as he began to thrust up and down underneath me.
Looking down at him, I saw an expression of lust on his handsome face as the tight pressure of my love-tunnel surrounded his cock; it was obvious that Matt was enjoying his first experience with anal sex. I began to raise and lower myself on Matt's dick, impaling myself with his sweet, hot meat, savoring the incredibly full feeling his dick was giving me.
Even though I'd just had an enormous climax, the view below me coupled with having Matt buried deep within my ass had given me another erection, and the teenager wrapped his fingers around my shaft, stroking me in time with my up-and-down movements.
But, as good as this felt, I wanted every inch of Matt's monster-dick inside me. With a few quick instructions, we shifted positions on the bed, until I was on my hands and knees, with Matt kneeling behind me. A moment later, I felt him entering me once again, only, this time, every bit of Matt's nine-plus inches slid into my body, and the horny eighteen year old began to fuck me in earnest, using long, slow strokes guaranteed to send a "bottom" into flights of ecstasy.
This was close enough to "straight" sex that Matt's inexperience didn't matter; he quickly settled into a rhythm, plowing my eager hole with his thick, lengthy dick. Matt alternated those long, slow strokes with some good, hard fucking, too; every once in a while, the teenager would slam himself into me, his low-hanging balls slapping against my ass as he pounded his dick in and out.
Since he'd recently cum, I knew that Matt was going to last longer than he had during my blow-job, but, I didn't know that he would be able to postpone his orgasm as long as he did! The young sailor proved himself to be an expert cocksman, though; he was maintaining rigid control over himself, fucking me better than I'd ever been fucked.
My arms had collapsed, dropping me face first onto the mattress; then, after a particularly savage thrust had driven Matt's dick nearly up to my throat, I found myself completely supine on the bed, with the boy's slender body pressed along the entire length of my willing body. His slightly parted lips were mere inches from my left ear, and I could hear each shuddering, ragged breath as Matt continued to fuck my ass.
"Ohhh, baby....yesss, I'm gonna cum, baby....I'm cumming, baby," the teenager breathed into my ear as I felt his dick swelling to even more massive proportions inside my body.
Suddenly, Matt rammed his dick into me and I felt the first, huge spurt of his spunk spewing inside my ass. Again and again, he slammed himself into me, each powerful thrust accompanied by an equally powerful spurt of jism as Matt emptied his cum-ladened balls deep within my body.
The rest of the afternoon was spent in much the same way. After taking a shower to clean-up, Matt gave me another combination blow-job/hand-job, bringing me to a second, huge, shattering climax. And, while Matt wasn't willing to let me fuck him, he was more than willing to bury his dick in my ass again; naturally, I was more than willing to let him! Altogether, we each had at least six or seven orgasms during the course of that incredible day; and, I'm glad that we did, as it was the one and only time I was able to sample Matt's sweet, young body.
Shortly after our afternoon of sex, Matt's wife gave birth and returned to the Islands with their new baby-boy, and Matt went back to "straight" sex. But, even though I never had another chance to savor that boy's hot, sexy body, I've still got the memories. And, of course, there were other sailors!
But, that's another story....