It was a three day weekend and Carl had carefully put his uniform away earlier that day, donning his new jeans which barely reached the top of his pubic hair.
"Looking good dude" his bunk buddy Sandy said as Carl looked at himself in the mirror. His cock had already aroused seeing his smooth chest and stomach and the low riding jeans that revealed just enough to display his black curly hair.
The wife beater shirt looked good on him too. It was tight enough to show the outline of his nipples and his ribs. His belly was halfway revealed since the bottom of the shirt didn't meet the top of his jeans.
Carl turned and went back to his locker and bunk to get is wallet.
"You got a hot date this weekend?" Sandy asked from where he lounged on the upper bunk. "Can I used your bunk while you're gone? I hate being on top." Sandy's smile seemed to say something his words were not saying. But Carl didn't know what that was.
"Sure" Carl said pausing long enough to stretch. He saw Sandy's eyes looking at his belly or was it his crotch. Carl wasn't sure which.
It was at Atlantic City he had been wandering around one weekend. Peeling his t shirt off to soak up the sun, Carl had wandered around the boardwalk past the new casinos. Populated by the very old and the young alike the boardwalk seemed safe in providing anonymity.
Carl stretched and walked out on the sand now holding his shoes. The hot sand felt good between his toes. He crouched down at the edge of the water inhaling the salt air.
"You alone?" the deep voice asked. Carl looked up and moved so the sun would be hidden behind the tall form. The man sat on the wet sand. "I love coming here just to think sometimes" he said offering Carl a cigarette.
Offering a cigarette in the military was more then a courtesy. It was a pre-handshake extension of the brotherhood. It was acknowledged with nods and conversation punctuated by exchange of names and the eventual flesh touching flesh of the accepted handshake.
So it was that day. The man put his hand on Carl's bare shoulder afterwards "Better be careful, the sun can burn easily"
Carl nodded and put his t shirt across his shoulders.
"I have some lotion in my room if you want some" the man said. Carl nodded but didn't accept the offer, nor did he refuse it.
They talked, Carl glad to talk about himself. There was something warm about the older man wanting to know about him.
"Let's get that lotion before you become bacon" the man said and stood. Carl stood as well and his t shirt fell to the sand. The older man picked it up. They walked to the hotel. "Better put the shirt on till we get upstairs"
Carl pulled the shirt on as they walked through the lobby the sounds of the one arm bandits drowning out conversation and the music that was playing.
"You off for the weekend?" the man said. Carl said he was but had to be back at the base the next night and that meant meeting the bus in time.
"Don't worry I'll drive you" the man said and Carl didn't reply. Somewhere inside him, he knew what was about to happen and that he wanted it to happen. It had been only a few months since he escaped the scrutinizing eyes of his step father and mother. It was his step father who had said he should join the Army after discovering Carl and a former classmate naked in his bedroom.
They were facing each other, their legs around each other, their hands on each other and their lips exploring each other's. His friend had seen Carl's step dad before Carl did..so they're mutual activity continued even then. Carl had turned his head when he saw his friends eyes turn. And the orgasm that had been approaching occurred at that time.
The hotel room was typically bright colors and had a big window view of the Atlantic ocean which Carl stared at. He felt the man move close behind him first. Then the man's hands moved under his shirt and around his bare body.
Carl let him take the shirt off then let him unbutton his jeans. The hands moved inside those as well and around his buttocks. Carl sighed. He wanted it to happen.
He turned and kissed the man surrounding him with his own arms. He kissed the man's neck and as he unbuttoned the man's shirt, kissed down his chest and stomach. He unbuckled the belt and unzipped the fly. The man's cock was enlarged behind his boxer shorts.
It felt exciting to Carl's touch and he kissed it after he revealed it out of the man's fly.
The sex was slow and satisfying. It was more the Carl had fantasized about and had experienced. The man kissed back, sucked and fucked. He lay back enjoying Carl's attention.
It was dark when they found themselves awakening from the nap their sex had caused.
Dinner was filling and the night of sex was more hurried, animalistic then the afternoon. Carl awoke to the sound of the breakfast cart being wheeled into the room by a correctly uniformed room service boy about his age.
The boy nodded and smiled as Carl stretched his naked body above the bedclothes. Carl didn't hide his morning erection. He didn't care. His man came out of the bathroom in a robe and whispered to the room service boy.
Then the boy took his uniform coat off. His tight wife beater shirt looked hot. It didn't quite meet the top of his uniform pants. Carl was reminded of his own image in the barracks from the day before.
The boy moved to the bed and lowered his head to suck Carl, while the man reached over and pulled his pants off.
The sex was something Carl wasn't expecting. He watched the mans face as he fucked the boy but closed his eyes with each new sensation the kid's lips gave him.
Then the man moved and grabbed Carl's ankles and dove his assjuice wet cock into Carl's ass again. The room service boy moved around and returned to sucking him. It was a sensation Carl had never felt before as he was fucked and sucked until his body exploded.
The room service boy dressed and wiped the sperm that was on his lips. The thanked the man for the tip kissing him then turned and kissed Carl.
They ate breakfast next. The man pulled on the robe again but didn't offer Carl one to wears. Carl liked being naked. Something about the sex he had made him want to stay that way. So he and the man sat on the bed side by side eating the breakfast their sex partner room service boy had brought.
Carl talked about his life, the military and the man about his wife, kids and work. Carl's cock hardened the longer they talked. There was something about the deep voice of the man, his occasional petting and kisses that made Carl ready for sex again.
"You ok" the man asked standing behind Carl who now stood naked looking out the window. "Would you fuck me again?" Carl turned his head and asked.
The man smiled, "Horny little fuck aren't you. I'm not sure if I can^at least not yet".
"I can help" Carl said and knelt opening the man's robe to begin sucking him.
That had worked over a month ago as his step father stood watching Carl and Dean. Their bodies were wet with the sperm both had just shot,.
"You want me to tell your mother?" the man said. Carl was red with embarrassment. Dean was still frozen not knowing what the grown man would do next.
"No Sir" Carl said. "Come here" the man replied and Carl, naked and wet moved to where his step father stood.
The man opened his fly and took his cock out. "Kneel"
Carl hesitated and the man threatened "unless you want me to let her know what her innocent little boy ahs been doing"
Dean made a move to get his clothes causing the man to react "No stay there and watch your boyfriend here"
Carl knelt and put the man's cock in his mouth. He obeyed every instruction until the penis was so hard and long it gagged him.
"Good boy, go to the bathroom and get the vasoline" his step father yanked his cock out.
Carl moved to the bathroom. He heard his step father talking to Dean. And when he returned to the bedroom, Dean was now seated on the bed leaning back against the pillows.
"On the bed and service your buddy like you did me"
Carl got on all fours on the bed. He whispered "I'm sorry" to Dean and bent forward swallowing the cock his hand had milked. He saw it was hard again and soon he was sucking it as he had been instructed to suck his step father moments before.
He felt his step fathers fingers move into his butthole.
"Just relax, going to grease you up real good" the deep voice vibrated him through the fingers that were inside him. "Keep sucking boy"
Carl sucked using his tongue. Dean and he had wrestled naked, jacked off together and milked each other. Carl had thought about other forms of sex with Dean and other classmates all through high school. Now he was able to do it for real.
"Ouch" Carl's muffled reaction to the cock that inserted into him now made him gag on the cock he was sucking at the same time.
"Take it faggot" The man's voice said. His hands had a tight hold on either side of Carl's bare ass and he fucked him hard and fast.
Carl had no option but to swallow the jet streams of cum that Dean was shooting against the back of his throat. He swallowed and then panted as he felt his step father still fucking him so hard he almost fell on Dean.
Dean put his hands on Carl's shoulders to hold him in place as the fucking continued. "Shit" the man screamed shooting his load inside of Carl's gut.
"You get showered and put on something, you come with me" the man said.
Carl let Dean out of the bed as he lay there in pain and exhausted. He watched Dean's butt as the boy followed the man into the bedroom next door.
"And you faggot better join the Army this week, or you can stay here and be my bitch, whichever way you want it"
And slowly Carl moved to the shower to cleanse his sweaty body and spit as much sperm out as he could with mouthwash.
Carl's mother cried as he got in the cab on the way to basic training a week later. All week long he had been the bitch his step father demanded. He tried to call Dean but his friend wouldn't take the calls. He had no other choice.
Now a month later he walked beside his new manfriend through the lobby of the casino to return to the base.
"You know, you can come back and make a lot of money" the boy said to Carl later in the lobby. "Just let me know".
Carl walked to the mans car and enjoyed the talk as they traveled the distance to the base. He got out of the car at the gate, and shook the man's hands. The roll of paper in his hand surprised Carl. "I come back in a month" the man said "same hotel".
Carl nodded and smiled. He had caught a glimpsed of the money in his hand and realized he had just been paid for a weekend he'd have gladly paid for himself if he had the money.
As Carl walked towards the gate, he noticed other soldiers in civilian clothes getting out of various cars. Some bent forward to kiss the girls who were driving but here and there he saw guys like himself shaking the hands of men of all ages. And Carl knew he wasn't alone.