Jaime was almost in a trance driving the miles he had and had left to go. Then suddenly he was alerted to the sight. He hadn't even thought about passing the Army base during the drive. But there it was just as it had been many years ago.
He wondered if it was still there and then it was. The white two floor wooden barracks building partially hidden by trees along with the others in the row of barracks. There seemed to be a fence. He was surprised it was still there at all. Nearby brick buildings, obviously barracks purposed ones were built. The white wooden ones, he realized would be demolished at some point.
Jaime wanted to drive to the next exit, do the familiar u-turn and drive on base. He wanted to get out of his car and crawl through the fence to the building and go inside. He wondered if it was empty or still had the metal bunk beds downstairs, the large latrine at the far end and the stairway leading upstairs to the second floor.
When he lived there the second floor was mainly storage. But there were rooms where at one point Sergeants slept but that was before he was there. The rooms served other purposes then.
The trip was a long one taking him to DC for the corporate meetings. He had a power point presentation to make to the group, seminars to attend and finally he'd meet the high echelon bosses who had promoted him. He'd circulate, shake hands, toast fellow workers and stand as they applauded his promotion announcement.
And the best part was they all knew he was gay. Claude would fly in and join him for the final weekend. They planned to tour monuments and even the White House. They would spend a final weekend on the east coast. In a month they'd move to California where Jaime would assume his new duties at the corporate headquarters.
Jaime had founded the Gay & Lesbian workgroup in the company but also designed the corporation's entrance into the digital world. He was successful, happy and looked forward to the classic runs on the beach with Claude and their dog they hadn't acquired yet.
The barracks, though far away, seemed larger, practically looming over him as he continued to drive by.
It was there he discovered he liked sex with me. Jaime chuckled. Being gay and in the military wasn't allowed then, at least it being open about it wasn't allowed. Find one homophobic officer or even Sergeant and you hid. Piss off one of the other soldiers and you were in trouble too.
But that day he arrived at the special unit, Jaime found a different set of rules. He felt the pain of the canvas bag containing his uniforms, boots and other items. He stood at the door.
"Hey, you here for the 303d?" the freckled face soldier sitting on a bunk looked up.
"Yea, Dover, Jaime Dover" he smiled and stuck his hand out.
"Any bunk with the mattress rolled up" The young looking soldier said. "I'm Gary"
He wanted to put his stuff on the boy's bunk. He had a cute face, broad shoulders and a smooth chest. Jaime had fooled around with guys now and then. He wasn't sure if he was gay or just a horny teenager then. By the time he had served in the Army two years, he knew he was gay.
"Uh ok" Jaime found an empty bunk next to Gary's. He started to put his uniforms and other items in a nearby locker and the wooden footlocker.
That begun his final year in the Army working in the computer special group, the 303d. He and the others in the barracks were charged with the task of converting many of the base's operations to computer data systems.
They were "geeks" but soldiers too. They had to continue rifle training, physical training, marching and inspections like everyone. But their days were spent at computers, stringing cable, programming user stations and data servers.
The barracks were the same as everyone's too. Half naked men walked around wearing only their boxer shorts, other towel wrapped naked bodies paraded to the latrine and back to their bunks where they gave brief views of their young firm buttocks as they put their boxers on.
Jaime got as many glances as he could. Of course in the large shower room, everyone was naked, their wet bodies glistening begging for a willing hand to spread soap over them and stroke their dangling maleness.
Nobody did that of course at least not to Jaime's knowledge. There were jokes like the ones that guys yelled in high school and community college where Jaime attended.
"You gay?" Gary asked. It was probably a month or two after he arrived.
"What? Why are you asking me that?" Jaime was startled.
"Yea I know, don't ask don't tell, well we're not in court so we don't have to be honest. If you asked me the same question and we weren't in court, I'd say no too. But I've seen you looking at uh you know some of the guys."
Jaime thought about the twisted statement. "You mean ...well me too then."
"I thought so" Gary pressed his knee against Jaime's. They continued eating their sandwiches. After that, Jaime began to notice when Gary looked at other soldiers here and there. He realized Gary was right, he had been looking too.
They shared a hotel room in New York City one weekend. It was a weekend pass and they just wanted to get away. Cheap steak houses and USO provided tickets to shows provided the entertainment.
They stood naked in the shower and Gary broke the ice touching Jaime's chest. They didn't talk. They didn't need to as their hands explored, played and held each other. Their lips furthered their stimulation and their hands relieved each other of prostates full of sperm.
The beds they had were as small as the ones in the barracks, but they found a way to fit, continuing their ignored need for male sex.
"You know there's a place we can go on the base" Gary said as they drank coffee the Sunday morning.
"I don't know, getting caught so close to getting out would be a mess" Jaime said "Can't we just get more weekend passes?"
"If everyone in the 303d that wanted to do this, took a weekend pass, the YMCA would be full and fantastic." Gary sighed
"You mean there are others in our unit?"
"Don't know if they're gay or not, but hell man a guy gets horny, I know you've seen the boners."
"Yea sure, I figured the guys found a place to jack and that's that" Jaime said "Bathroom stalls, under the blankets, you know..."
"There's another option. Upstairs the rooms"
Jaime listened fascinated and surprised. His satisfied penis hardened thinking about it.
A week later he decided to see for himself. The watch alarm vibrated him awake. It was 1 am. The sound of crickets was the only sound. He stood by the windows staring out into the moonlit areas.
An occasional creak of someone's metal bunk bed signaled someone had turned in their beds or was stroking while trying to be as quiet as possible.
He walked towards the latrine. Nobody would think twice about it, should they awake and see him.
The stairs creaked as he put his bare feet on them. He walked past the boxes and piled mattresses stored there. The barracks could house twice as many men as were in the 303d. Now it was half full and used as storage.
As he passed one stack, Jaime heard a sound and stopped. He was a silhouette pass by. He couldn't identify who it was, but the guy was naked. The shape of his body, penis and butt excited Jaime. He wondered if he should clear his throat and wait to see if the guy would approach him so he could stick his tongue out.
Instead he waited for the figure to pass by. The stair creaking told him whoever it was returned downstairs.
Jaime moved to the rooms.
"The rules are simple, go in, lay on a bunk, you know however you want to uh engage and let it happen. If you stay there long enough someone will find you, they'll keep coming, believe me. I've had mornings when I was sore all day" Gary had said smiling probably remembering the night he talked about.
Jaime went into a room and saw two figures. One lay on the bunk, the other was sitting on it, his head obviously giving the first one a blow job.
He didn't know if he should join them or wait. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around. Another silhouette stood there and moved into another room.
There were three rooms, once housed Sergeants and now purposed for storage. Someone had changed that to being a nocturnal meeting place.
Jaime moved into the room. There was an odor of sweat and sex. There were several bodies there and all seemed to know he arrived.
They moved him into the room. Hands felt him, lips kissed him and hard cocks pressed against his flesh.
He didn't know what to do at first then relaxed and kissed back, reached for skin and let the others decide what he should do and to whom. His leg bumped into the metal bed frame. He moved on to it, his hands and knees position telling the others what he wanted, what ne offered and what he needed.
There were no words needed. The cocks knew there was warmth between his buttocks, moistness between his lips. They took turns. He felt sperm splatter on his available skin. He tasted thickness, foreskins and cum. His ass felt stretched and hungry as more then one slid inside him.
It was as if he was in the shower room with all the naked bodies and all ignored the rules and military law giving way to their youthful need for sexual release.
He indulged as much and as many as he could.
Another form was next to him, he felt the guys lifted legs and heard the moans and groaning as cocks plummeted him too.
Jaime wondered if anyone was left downstairs. Was the entire unit there, naked, hard and seeking a type of sex they dared not discuss during the daytime?
He turned to lay on the bunk face up now and felt the hands find his legs which rested on the unnamed bare chest as a cock slid over the cum coated entrance to his intestines.
He heard feet shuffle. Eventually there were fewer figures in the room. A cock which turned out to be the final one in his throat that night fucked his throat.
A hand scooped the mess it shot on his face and used it as lubricant to stroke him. He lay there feeling the fingers inside his ass and on his cock determined to pay him back for the pleasure he had provided.
Jaime came like he hadn't in a long time. Even the weekend with Gary didn't drain him with the violent orgasm he enjoyed that night.
He turned over and lay there resting as Jaime recalled the first time a friend did the same thing. It was a field trip motel room he shared with three other kids his age.
Matthew Sterger shared the bed and in the middle of the night, showed him the benefits. The other two kidded them in the morning. But it wasn't mentioned after that.
Jaime let his body release the cum the fellow soldier's hand milked from him.
"Have a good time last night?" Gary said to him quietly as they walked into the shower. Two of these naked soldiers had sex with him the night before. Two others had sex with each other in that other room.
He looked around at the naked bodies wondering which ones were with him. There was no way of knowing. Yet there were many. Chances were they all had partaken somehow knowing it was his first time upstairs.
"Yea" he admitted to Gary. "Yea I figured when you went upstairs" Gary said
There were tell tale signs when guys would be going upstairs. Some would walk around the barracks bareass, others would let their erections talk for them in the shower, some would say they had to sleep early to get some energy and sometimes it was more blatant.
"You're looking healthy tonight" was a code Gary told him about.
Jaime sat naked playing poker with others. Nobody said anything about it. Another guy was naked too. It wasn't unusual. Jaime knew he was telling the others he'd be upstairs later.
He lay face down on one of the bunks. Hands massaged his shoulders, back, buttocks. Fingers explored inside and eventually a cock moved in where the fingers had been.
Each time he went there, it was different. The 20 men in the unit were individuals to be sure. Most talked about their girlfriends. Some had uncircumcised cocks. Some had obviously larger ones. Some were smooth nearly everywhere while others had large bushes of pubic hair.
Jaime tried to memorize the differences to match what he felt in the darkness to what he knew in the daytime.
His jaws hurt, his asshole was rubbed raw. Eventually the novelty wore off and he would go upstairs now and then..not as often as those first weeks.
But when he saw a fellow soldier obviously giving everyone a clue or when his own gut churned at seeing his fellow soldiers' healthy bodies, upstairs was the destination.
He wondered if it would be the same once the politicians realized that "don't ask don't tell" was a waste of time. Guys, gay or straight needed sex. They would seek and get relief from buddies they trusted regardless. And weekend passes or even on base places would provide an opportunity to give them what they needed when they needed it.
Years later many would remember hidden secret times and fun as they had sex with their wives or if gay, their boyfriends. Sex was a natural thing.
The year came to an end too soon. He held his discharge papers and chatted to Gary while waiting for his ride.
He had gone upstairs often after that first time. Sometimes he milked or sucked, sometimes fucked and other times lay there happily satisfying others who used his oral skills and tight butthole.
There were more weekend passes with Gary and another soldier, Simon. The three explored New York City and each other.
But Jaime became addicted to the darkness, the anonymity and the unbridled passion that occurred in the upstairs rooms.
He took chances walking naked around the barracks occasionally as others did. He didn't care if the others saw his morning erection s some of them did the same. Everyone knew they had a unique situation and nobody ruined it.
"Just to tell everyone" Jaime yelled out to those still in the barracks "I had a good time upstairs" he yelled.
Gary stared in disbelief but others in the barracks laughed.
Jaime's hand adjusted the erection the memories had created as the barracks building could be seen in the mirror.
Jaime drove on.