Woody

WOODY By Lee Mariner

May 2002

DISCLAIMER: This is a true story and it will depict homosexual acts between two young men. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.

The names of the characters have been changed to protect their privacy. Some license has been taken but basically the events depicted are true.

UNPROTECTED SEX IS INVOLVED BUT THE TIME PERIOD WAS CONSIDERABLY BEFORE THE OUTBREAK OF "HIV- AIDS". THE AUTHOR DEPLORES ENGAGING IN UNPROTECTED SEX AS IT CAN LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE AVOIDED.

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Copyright: 2002 -- Author: Lee Mariner -- All Rights are Reserved.

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My name is Steve Lewis.

I met Woody in 1955 after I had reported for duty on my new assignment as leading petty officer on a Yard Patrol boat on the Potomac River. I was 24 and he was 18 but he would be working under me and in 1955 and in the Navy there was not the policy of "don't ask, don't tell", being gay was forbidden and there was no latitude given if caught or found out.

It was my intention to make a career of the Navy and I tried to not knowingly become involved with other men in uniform. Woody became the exception.

He reported on board the station for a normal tour and when I saw him my stomach did a flip; he was pure country good looking. His name was Joseph M. Woodson but everyone called him Woody. His home was in the mountains of N.C. in a small town called Sylva. He had sandy blond hair with deep blue eyes that laughed when he looked at you and his drawl was pure southern mountain. Woody was about 5'10" maybe 145 or 150. In his uniform he was broad shouldered and very narrow hipped. The boot camp issue uniform fit like it was made for him and he displayed a very nice bulge in his crotch with smooth rounded ass cheeks. I fell in love with him on the spot and immediately knew I had to be careful around him.

I knew early that boys were more interesting then girls and went through the usual growing pains that any gay young boy goes through trying to understand what was happening inside of him. In those days there were very few outside of maybe a priest or preacher you could talk with so most of us struggled through puberty into adolescence learning about ourselves with older men in dark movies, parks, automobiles, etc.

I was on the cute side growing up and pretty good looking when I joined the Navy. At that time I was 6'3" 180lbs, 17yrs old and had developed a nice build but no Charles Atlas. I had a little over 6" of uncut cock when I joined the Navy but it grew to almost 8" by the time I was 24. My hair was dark brown and thick and my chest was smooth with what I thought was a very thick and large patch of pubic hair but I liked the way it highlighted my smooth unveined cock like a log laying in dark bushes. Some guys were small; some were big but not many bigger then me. Hell I had seen enough of them in the showers but when I saw Woody, the rest were insignificant, he was really hung.

My boat was an 83' wooden ex-Coast Guard patrol boat from WWII, we had 5 of them and it was our job to patrol the river when there would be firing programs conducted testing Navy guns. Three of us would take up pre-determined positions on the river watching out for civilian boats and making sure they did not stray into the firing range. Sometimes it would get a little hairy and we would have to chase them down while the programs were held up. Two twin 12 cylinder engines provided 1,500 HP and that usually was more then enough so we could overtake them.

The boats had 3 man crews, the skipper, one deck hand and an engineer. My boat had a civil service engineer who had been in the Navy and then shifted over into civil service after he retired. Mr. Cox must have been in his early 60's but he was a top-notch engineer. He would have retired before WWII but got caught by Pearl Harbor and he had already served his 30 years when the war broke out. Some of his stories were wild.

My deckhand, Bob Zisk was being transferred leaving me short and the Yard Officer told me to pull one from the docks and let him know who it was. I asked for a volunteer rather then order someone and Woodson was the only one who raised his hand. Patrol boat duty could involve some long hours and even night patrols if they scheduled programs.

I was happy when he volunteered; he had been on some of the other boats and knew a little about how we operated. I was also a little concerned because I had been avoiding him as much as I could. On the boat we would be in much closer contact.

We lived and ate in a barracks when not on duty and I had seen Woody on more then one occasion in the showers. He had a smooth lean muscled body that almost glowed when he showered. The bulge I had seen before was more then just a bulge, it was a long thick uncut cock that would start swelling when he showered and I would start getting a hard on watching him stroke his cock almost as if he was daring me. He would stand with his legs spread pulling it downward as he stroked his blue eyes looking straight at me. I turned my back finished washing and leave the shower trying to not look at him. He did this a couple of times and I started showering when I knew he was not in the barracks or I knew he had showered already. If he was gay and coming on too me, I didn't want to know about it or get involved. The purges were going on at that time and even a hint would be cause enough for an investigation and kicked out.

"Are you sure you want to be on a YP Woody?" I asked when he volunteered.

"Sure thing Lewis, I've been trying to get on one ever since I got here." He said his shining blue eyes locked with mine.

"Okay then, meet me at the Barracks Galley in the morning where we pick up our daily rations. Bring an extra pair of dungarees and a shirt with you there is a lot of cleaning and painting on board. See you at 0700."

We picked up daily rations at the galley each morning before getting underway. Sometimes Mr. Cox would bring extra stuff we didn't get so that was one more good reason for having him on board. At supper that evening I told the galley Chief that Woodson would be authorized to pick up rations starting the following morning. We only had an actual two-man crew but the cooks always gave us the same that the full 3 man Navy crews received.

After supper, I went to the EM Club for a beer and maybe a game of pool if someone was available. When I sat at the bar a cute young kid named Albertson saw me and headed to where I was sitting.

"Hi Boat's, whatcha gonna have?"

"Budweiser Al, anyone looking to shoot a few racks?"

"Not that many coming in tonight, maybe someone will later."

I took my beer and went to a small table where I could watch the television and pool tables at the same time. No one came in for pool so I ordered another beer that Albertson brought to my table. I was getting ready to go back to the barracks when Woody walked through the door. Getting himself a Pepsi he came over to where I was sitting moving with a flowing grace I hadn't paid much attention to before. His uniform fit like a glove and the bulge in his crotch was even more evident covered in the dark blue cloth. I had already seen him getting excited and I felt a surge in my crotch as he walked towards me his bright blue eyes locked on me.

"Hi Lewis, mind if I join you? I was hoping you would be here so I could thank you."

"Thank me for what? Sit down if you want."

"For taking me on board as your deck hand. I really have wanted to get on board one of the patrol boats and off the docks. Thanks."

"Its not all just riding and chasing small boats Woody, the boat has to be kept up and that's the deck hands job."

"I can handle it, don't worry."

"Okay." I said standing. "Don't stay here for very long, 0530 comes early for boat crews if we are going to get our supplies and down to the boat. See you then."

I left Woody sitting there as I abruptly left the Club. I was still shaky about anything happening and I didn't want anyone getting ideas about him and me sitting together in the Club.

After breakfast I went to where we got the rations and Woody was already waiting for me all excited. He had everything packed in cartons with his extra clothes ready to go. The duty driver was backed up at the door and we loaded up with the two other boat crews that would be going out.

Mr. Cox was already on board when we got to the boat and helped us load the supplies telling me he had already done an engine test and he was ready to go when I was.

All of the boats had a pilothouse that had a 360- degree view where we operated them. I checked the radios and got an all clear and assignment for the 13,000-yard range and to clear with Range Control when I entered the main channel. "Woody." I called. "Standby the spring lines" and heard him answer.

I checked the Panish control for the engines laying the boat gently forward on the spring lines and then in reverse. Everything was ready for getting underway. "Clear all lines Woody" and I waited for his call that all lines were off.

Putting the engines into reverse we slid slowly out of the slip and I radioed that we were underway for our station. Woody was standing in the pilothouse doorway his eyes bright with the excitement of getting underway.

"Boy, am I glad you let me be your crew member Lewis, I've been wanting to get off that dock crew."

"You said that last night Woody but you will be doing a lot of the same thing on board here. Your job is keeping her cleaned up you know."

"Yeah, I know that but at least it'll just be you and me with Mr. Cox. I won't have all those other guys running around telling you to do this and then do that. I don't mind working but to damn many telling you want to do all of the time is a bitch. Tell me what you want and I'll do it."

"You know what you have to do. Keep her clean, brass polished, windows cleaned and lines clear. Mr. Cox does most of the cooking and we're lucky there. You will have to relieve me for lunch after you eat and then cleaning down below is part of the job too. Sometimes Mr. Cox takes a nap after lunch in the cabin. He doesn't have to do any cleaning except in the engine room. That leaves it up to you."

"I know I was on a couple of the others temporarily. I'll take care of it."

As we were talking Mr. Cox had come up out of the engine room and asked, "Who's the new deck hand Lewis?"

"Mr. Cox, Joe Woodson."

"I've heard of you Mr. Cox from some of the others." Woody said extending his hand.

"All good I hope." Mr. Cox said as he shook Woody's hand.

"Yes sir, Excuse me got a few things to do before we get on station. I'll be down below putting things away Lewis."

We watched as Woody disappeared through the door into the main deck control room and into the galley and mess & berthing quarters. During wartime, the boats carried a 14 man crew but no longer.

"Seems line a nice kid Lewis. Want a cup of coffee, made it fresh?"

"Sure think Mr. Cox. I think Woody will do alright, he has the enthusiasm"

"They all do at first Lewis."

The first day on board, Woody kept busy cleaning up. There wasn't much activity on the river and we only got underway once to escort a tug towing a small barge. It was a pretty routine day and at 1600 we were released to return to our base.

Woody was standing in the pilothouse with me and I had the engines at full power in the main channel heading home.

"Take the wheel Woody, good time for you to learn. Watch your heading and keep that point of land you see there off your port bow. The water there shallows real fast."

"What's our draft Lewis?"

"We draw 3.8' and don't want to get caught in the shallows. Just keep her headed like I said."

"I got it. Going over to the Club tonight?"

"No and neither are you, we have boat duty. Didn't you check the duty roster?"

"Gee Lewis, I forgot about that. What do we do?"

"We standby and if they schedule night firing we patrol the river. Simple but boring. The hard part is staying on board over night, no television."

"You mean we sleep on the boat? What about an engineer, Mr. Cox doesn't stay does he?"

"No just you and me. If we need an engineer the duty engineer takes over. Good time for studying or just reading. Get your shower and a fresh work uniform after supper. We come down to the docks when the duty section splits at 1800. There is a small shower in the duty shack but it's better if you shower in the barracks unless you want to let it all hang out. You've seen how small that head is."

"Makes sense. Don't want anyone getting jealous."

"Someone getting jealous?"

"Yeah, someone might want this 9" between my legs. Got my first blowjob when I was 10 years old. How about you Lewis, ever had a blow job or do you just lay the girls?"

"Getting a little personal aren't you Woody? Besides how could you get a blowjob at 10? You wouldn't be able to put out that young."

"Oh, I couldn't shoot and it wasn't 9" then, only about 6". A guy down the hill from where I live started talking dirty and I got hard. He played with it and sucked on it. He shot his load but I just felt good from it. He was 14 and we went skinny dipping a lot, he always wanted to suck on me so I let him."

"You were getting blow jobs at 10 yrs old, hard to believe."

"Not for me Lewis, I get hard just thinking about it. Like when taking a shower and washing myself. I've seen you getting a hard on looking at me in the showers. Nothing wrong with it, I don't mind."

"It's kind of difficult not getting a hard on when someone is playing with themselves right in front of you."

"Best time then, no mess. Don't tell me you never jerked off in the showers. Most guys I know do it when they are alone. I like watching another guy do it with me. Makes it exciting. My buddies and me always had circle jerks when I was younger. None of them were as big as me and couldn't shoot as much."

"Better let me take the wheel while you get the lines ready Woody." I said, the conversation was getting where I didn't want it to go and I was getting horny as hell listening to him and my cock was just as hard as his was. "Woody, talking like this can get us both into big trouble if anyone finds out about it or hears."

"Yeah, I know. On board my last ship they caught a couple of guys and threw them out of the Navy. I knew about one of them, he propositioned me but I didn't let him do anything but I didn't tell on him, he just wasn't my type. I won't tell if you don't."

"Better get on deck Woody, were almost in the basin."

That conversation with Woody had me rock hard and breathing hard. His remark about some guy not being his type stuck in my head. He was, I thought, making it obvious he liked playing around but I was still a little leery about it as much as I would like finding out.

Securing the boat, Mr. Cox left waving as he always did. Woody called out a good night as he left the boat and Mr. Cox waved back at him. I told Woody not to forget the shore power line and to be sure it was secured. The boat was powered from a shore connection when the engines were down.

I went on up to the duty shack while Woody finished filling the boats water tanks, we carried 500 gallons of fresh water. Once a month we would pull into the environmental dock and pump out the sanitary tanks from the two on board toilets and it was Woody's job to make sure the necessary chemicals were in the tanks after they were pumped. Not a very nice job but necessary, nothing was allowed from the toilets in the river.

After supper, I stripped and went for a shower before going to the docks for duty hoping Woody was not going to be there. He was in the mess hall but I didn't see him after that and the showers were empty. I took my shower thinking about Woody getting hornier remembering what he had talked about on the boat and I was hoping he would be coming in the shower but he didn't. I finished and after dressing waited for the call that the duty truck was ready. Woody was there waiting when they announced it.

"Where have you been Woody? I haven't seen you around."

"I ran over to the PX real fast after I showered and ate supper. There were a couple of things I needed."

"Okay, everyone here? Lets go."

When we got to the docks, I sent Woody on down to the boat while I checked with the skipper of the boat we were relieving for any night orders. Nothing was going on so I told the watch petty officer we would be on the boat. When I got on board, I checked the lines and hookups before going below. Woody had the radio going but he wasn't in the mess compartment.

"Woody, you on board? Where are you?"

There were only two compartments besides the mess deck. One was a one-bunk compartment that would have been for the skipper and the other was the large compartment that would have been used by the crew. Two bunks were set up in that compartment and when they converted the boats from Coast Guard to Navy for river patrol duty, the others had been secured up against the bulkheads.

"Be right out" he called from the crew's compartment. "I put a pot of coffee on if you want some."

Pouring a cup and taking my shirt off, I sat at the small table in my t-shirt and pants when he opened the door. He was wearing only his boxer shorts and past him I could see he had made his bunk up for the night.

Woody stood there looking at me and I couldn't take my eyes from him. His smooth muscled chest rose and fell as he breathed, his deep blue eyes shining. A thin line of darker hair led from his belly button over his hard flat abdomen and disappeared in the top of his boxers that were not hiding the thick imprint of his cock. He stood there not moving, gazing down at me.

I could feel my resistance falling away and my breathing becoming more ragged when I said very huskily, "this could get us both kicked out Woody."

"If we get caught Steve but we are alone here. We can hear if anyone comes on board. I've been wanting you since I first got here and I think you want me as much don't you?"

I didn't answer just watched as he moved towards me his cloth covered cock getting large and thicker as he came closer until his crotch was just inches from my face. I sat there fidgeting with the coffee cup my cock steel hard my chest rising and falling feelings of lust washing over me. His cock was straining and bent downwards from the cloth restraining it.

"Take it Steve, you want it. Take it, suck on it. I want you to." He said softly, huskily as he pushed his hips closer.

I looked up at his face, his eyes were flashing brilliantly and I ran my hand up over his hard muscled chest feeling his heart racing as he gasped "Yesssssss Steve, yesssssssss. I've been dreaming about you touching me, take me." His cock was moving almost alive inside his shorts from the movement of his hips and heartbeat.

Pulling the elastic waistband of his short out I pulled them down and what I had only seen half hard was at full staff, hard and throbbing leaking pre-cum. Opening my mouth I took the head of his huge cock in my mouth and he gasped grabbing the hair on my head.

"Ohhhhhhh Christ man suck on it." He groaned as he pushed his cock deep inside my mouth against the entrance to my throat.

I had never had a thick 9" cock before and I gagged when he hit the back of my mouth his hands holding my head. Woody held me tight with at least 5" that I couldn't take in the position we were with him standing over me. I had taken an 8" cock down my throat before but not one as thick as Woody was and I wanted to try feeling the heat of lust overcoming me.

Slowly he started pushing his cock in and out of my mouth my teeth just barely avoiding touching it. I felt the pre-cum oozing from me wetting my shorts my cock hurting all bent up inside my pants and I took my mouth off of him looking up at him.

"Woody let me get out of these clothes." I asked and he stood back breathing hard his cock waving back and forth reaching down and pulling my t-shirt over my head.

I turned from the table and leaning down untied my shoes taking them off before standing up and unbuckling my dungarees pushing them and my shorts down kicking them off.

Standing, Woody quickly moved against me his arms going around my chest pulling me tight too him our hard cocks crushed between us. His lips and mine met in a crushing mouth devouring kiss and our tongues fought searching and twisting. I forgot every thing except wanting this hot horny 18yr old. Breaking off from kissing each other he held me leaning back his eyes flashing a light sweat breaking out on both of us.

We went into the crew's compartment and I pulled the mattress off of the unmade bunk dropping it on the deck. We lay down and I covered his strong body with mine as he ran his hands over the rippling straining muscles of my back and sides. I ground my pelvis against his, almost 18" of hard hot cock crushed between us pre-cum flowing. Hot flashes rushed through me as I kissed him intense desire filling me. I could tell he was just as hot from the way his muscles tightened and his rapid breathing as we kissed and he responded to every move I made.

"God but I have wanted you Steve. I've been trying to tell you that in the showers. Why do you think I was always there when you were?"

"I know Woody, but you know what happens if we're caught and I didn't want that too happen." I said to him stroking his thick hair his eyes looking into mine.

"I kind of figured that out. I was hoping you might jerk off with me though. I wanted to watch you cumming with me. I knew you had a big one and I wanted to see you shoot. I dreamed of sucking you dry and jerked off in bed lots of times I'd get so horny."

"You wanted to have sex with me?"

"I'm just as gay as you are Steve. I saw you looking at me when I checked in and I had that feeling you get when you see someone looking at you like you were."

"I fell for you the minute I saw you and you don't think it hasn't been hard keeping my hands off of you? I'd go crazy every time you stroked your cock in the showers. That was a little dangerous even though I wanted you."

"I knew it was but that was the only way I could think of and see if you wanted what I did. You'd start getting hard and then leave me and I had to finish off alone. Well, we are alone now and I want you, I've been wanting you Steve."

Woody rolled me over on the mattress kissing me as his hands roamed over tight muscles squeezing, massaging them. My cock was steel hard again and he gripped it tight as he kissed and bit my hard nipples sending an electric shock coursing through me. I closed my eyes as he lip kissed his way down into my thick pubic bush, every touch sending ecstatic thrills through me and when he took my cock into his mouth it felt like fire.

I gasped at the intensity of the feeling and lifted my hips driving my cock deep into his mouth my back arched, muscles tightened. Woody's hand gripped squeezing my chest muscles as he took as much of my cock in as deep as he could. I twisted and trembled at the intensity of the feelings coursing through me his hot mouth holding me tight as he moved his body around stretching out and pushing his cock at my face.

Looking at his huge cock throbbing just in front of my lips I sucked air deep into my lungs through clinched teeth and opening my mouth wide I took him and drove my mouth down over him until he touched at the entrance to my throat. I could feel Woody tensing breathing and deep sucking air around my cock as he entered and another wave of intense feeling washed over me sweat covering both of us. Woody relaxed and I could feel his throat opening as I pushed slowly putting pressure on the entrance before bending slightly the head of my cock sliding slowly down into a velvety warm cocoon like a sword being slid into its scabbard. He pushed as I opened my throat for him feeling my throat being filled by the thickest cock I had ever swallowed. He pushed relentlessly until my chin rested in his silky golden bush. We both sighed deeply exhaling and relaxing from the tenseness of taking both of us. I relaxed further as I rubbed his relaxing back muscles and he withdrew slowly until the head was almost exposed before sliding deep again. We both started a slow hip driving motion sucking and our foreskins sliding back and forth with each plunging movement. We both were had slipped deep into a euphoric chasm of erotic lust as we fucked each others mouths cock sliding deeply easily into relaxed throats. Our hands roamed squeezing soft relaxed muscles pulling on tightening nut sacs not wanting the pleasure we were feeling to be over to quickly.

Our bodies were in sexual overdrive when I felt my cock and Woody's starting to swell and harden. Fire was surging upwards through the 8" length of my cock as my balls pulled up inside of me and exploded deep in his throat just as he jerked driving the full 9" length of his cock down my throat sending gushing thick hot streams of his cream deep into my gut. We both tensed muscles hardening as we held our cocks deep into the other as spasm after spasm sent molten streams of life giving fluids into our mouths and down soft throats. I groaned as he did slowly relaxing as the spasms decreased in intensity our cocks starting to soften. We both sucked trying to drain the last drops as our cocks slowly slipped from tight lips.

Woody rested his head on the inside of my thigh as I collapsed on my back feeling completely drained. We both were gasping for air breathing hard and slowly relaxing in the intense after glow that followed an intense climax letting it flow over us. Lying there, Woody was slowly massaging my chest and he whispered a simple "thanks Steve."

Sitting up, his head still laying on my thigh I smoothed his hair. "What for Joe, I wanted it as much as you did."

"I wasn't sure you did or that you were even gay Steve. You have avoided me so much, I just wasn't sure. I chased after you and you would get a half hard in the showers but I've seen lots of guys do that, it didn't mean they were gay. I was trying to draw you out this afternoon in the pilothouse but you still didn't send a real signal. I took a chance tonight when I stood in front of you in my shorts. Have you ever wanted someone so bad you'd almost try anything?"

"Yeah but not quite what you did Joe, that was dangerous."

"I had to find out Steve. You've called me by my first name twice now, it sounds good coming from you. I really like you; do you think we will be able to stay together on the boat? I sort of fell for you too that day I checked in."

"I don't see why not but we have to be careful even around Mr. Cox. He's a good old guy but you can't be too careful. The Navy has a real search going on looking for gay guys and it only takes a hint or someone pointing a finger before they start checking and building a case. I don't want to be kicked out and I don't think you do either, you don't have that long to go before your hitch is up."

"I know Steve, I saw a couple of guys on my last ship get booted out. You have more to lose then me and I'll be extra careful not to slip up. You surprised me a little when you took all of me, I didn't think you would be able too. Not many have and I really got turned on when I felt my cock slipping on down your throat."

Woody has curled up behind me as I sat with his head on my leg. I could feel his cock getting hard again He was flicking his tongue out touching the head of my cock and I started getting hard again. I leaned back on my arms as he put his mouth over my hardening cock sucking me in again washing it as it swelled stretching pushing the back of his mouth.

He released my hard cock his tongue sliding over my pubic hair and on my abs as he moved up on his knees pushing me back down on the mattress. His deep blue eyes gleamed as he kissed me sliding up on his knees between my legs cooing in my ear.

"Just lay there Steve let me do everything. I want you to feel the way I feel for you."

I stretched out relaxing as he nibbled my skin with his soft lips when the radio crackled.

"YP-649 on station at 22,000 for long range night tests."

We both groaned and Woody collapsed over me when the intercom went off.

"Lewis, did you get that? Fredericks is on his way over from the engine shop. They want you on station by 2300."

Woody rolled off of me and I went into the mess compartment hitting the intercom switch.

"Got it Mel, we'll be ready when Fredericks gets here."

Woody was pulling on his dungarees without his shorts and I grabbed mine from the deck pulling them on. We both pulled our t-shirts on. He had one foot on the ladder leading up to the foul weather steering house when I grabbed him kissing the back of his neck.

"We can finish this later if you want?"

He just looked at me his eyes flashing and smiling as he went on up the ladder me following.

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"Danger is delicious as long as you control it and don't let it control you."

"Unknown"