| Army Tales - Gary | ||
| In 1963, I was stationed at an Army
post in the South. I was twenty-two, hardened by basic training and constantly
horny. The constant exposure to hundreds of hot looking young guys in uniform,
not to mention in the showers, just about drove me up the wall. Most of my
barracks consisted of guys just out of high school and the sight of them
parading around in an assortment of boxer shorts, briefs and towels kept my
fantasies going strong. One rather short, muscular farm boy loved to parade to
the shower naked with a towel over his shoulder and his soft seven inch cock
swinging. The one I had the particular hots for was Gary, the nineteen year old high school wrestler in the bunk next to mine. He was about five ten, sandy blond hair, hard bodied, and pecs that made my mouth water. He was a PFC and hung out with a clique that I was not part of. When he smiled, his lip would curl to a sort of sneer almost like Elvis. He exuded sex and he also had a girlfriend in town. I resigned myself to worship from afar which was the only safe way to survive in the Army anyway. One hot Saturday after noon we were off duty and I had nothing to do and no money to go to town. I returned to the barracks to find it empty except for Gary. He was asleep on his bunk, naked except for his whiter than white briefs. I went to my bunk and stripped off my fatigue shirt and tee shirt, pulled my foot locker to the side of the bunk and played Solitaire. Every so often, I would turn around and look at this young god and try to detect some movement in his jockeys. I had a hard-on from seeing him on his back with his arms over his head and one leg slightly bent revealing his muscular body, narrow waist and rounded basket. He stirred a few times and each time I would glance over at his eyes and crotch. I thought I would shoot right in my shorts. After a while I went to the latrine and, keeping an eye out for intruders, whacked off fantasizing about him. I thought about his lean hips and bulging basket. I dreamed about licking those hard pecs and sucking on his small nipples. I pictured him standing in front of me with his hard cock dripping pre-cum and me swallowing it to the root, burying my lips in his curly pubic hair. It didn’t take long before my fist was coated with my sticky white cum. When I got back to my bunk, he was gone. I went out for a while and when I came back there he was with his buddies. One guy in the group saw me and said, “There he is.” The whole group turned to me and laughed. I said, “What’s up ?”. I thought for a minute Gary had caught me eyeing him while he slept. I saw my military career going down the tubes. Gary explained that he had been having a very hot dream and was just about to get the girl naked when the sound of my shuffling the cards awakened him. As one of the guys put it, I had fucked up a wet dream. We all had a good laugh and I went to my bunk a bit shaky but very relieved. I wished I had waited a while to beat off. Maybe I would have gotten a look at his tenting jockey shorts and maybe even got to watch him cum. The thought of seeing his young erection pushing out his white briefs and then soaking them in his jism made me hornier than ever. That night, after lights out, I grabbed one of my socks and wrapped it around my dick and slowly started beating off. Thinking about what could have been, I masturbated into my sock. Holding my breath, I tensed up and shot my load. A few weeks later, Gary and I were assigned Guard Duty. Our Company had an operation going out in the boonies about twenty miles from camp. It had to be guarded at all times even though it was in the middle of nowhere. I was pretty excited about spending twenty four hours alone with this stud. I knew nothing would happen though. He was straight and I was too scared of the consequences to make the first move. The day came and it was a Saturday. His buddies came by in the afternoon and he went to the lake with them leaving me alone to guard the place. I was a bit pissed but then I really didn’t fit in with his group. After dinner, which was brought to us, we stripped down to our tee shirts and undershorts. His buddies had brought him some girlie magazines to pass the time. We laid on our cots which were at right angles and a few feet from each other, looking at the magazines. We were both on our stomachs, him in his briefs and me in regulation Army boxers. I was getting a boner, not from the books but from glancing at the most beautiful set of rock hard buns I had ever seen. We started talking about the photos and eventually the topic of sex came up ( along with my cock ). I figured this was now or never and turned on my side facing him. As we talked, I saw him glance every once in a while at my crotch. I could feel that my hard six and a half inches had worked its way out of the slit in my shorts, but pretended I was unaware of it. He was still on his belly so I couldn’t tell if it was having any effect on him. From our conversation, you would have had to of been dead for a long time not to get a boner, so I said, “I really got the hots. Don’t know about you, but I have to beat off if I’m going to get some sleep tonight. How about it ? Want to join me ?”. Still trying to keep his macho image he replied, “Nah, I don’t jack off any more. That’s for kids.” “Well”, I said, “this kid has the hots and I’ve got to get rid of a load or my balls will bust.” As I stood up, he could see my dick tenting out my shorts, he said, “Boy, you really are hot!”. My normally soft penis is less than three inches but when hard is over six. Feeling encouraged by his remark, I said, “If you don’t like to jack off, how about we jack each other ?”. “I don’t know”, he said hesitantly, “that’s kinda queer.” The “kinda” really encouraged me and also the fact that he kept glancing at my tenting shorts. “Look”, I said, “Didn’t you ever beat off with your buddies in school ? Besides, I owe you one for screwing up your dream a few weeks ago.” “Okay”, Gary said. “but let’s do it in here.” He got off the bunk and removed his tee shirt, I had already removed mine, and I could see five to six inches of beautiful boy meat stretched across his thigh. We pulled down our shorts together and I could see his pink cock slap up against his hard belly. We stood facing each other and I grabbed his young manhood in my fist. He hesitated for a second and then took mine in his hand. We started to jack each others tool and both of us had pre-cum all over the heads. I smeared his juice all over his steel hard dick and with the other hand, played with his hairless, cum-filled balls. He moaned and I thought it would all be over too soon. I released his balls and felt his melon-like ass. He moaned again and I pulled him to me and humped my dick against his. “God!”, he said, “I wish I had some pussy now. I am so hot.” As I played with his ass, his hands came around and grabbed mine. His hand felt my crack and his fingers felt for my hole. “Let me fuck you.” he said. I couldn’t believe my ears. This beautiful stallion, that would put Greek statues to shame, wanted my ass. I had been fucked a few times before but this young stud could tear me up if he got too carried away. I was also afraid that once he got back to his friends, the story of him screwing me would be all over the post in no time. I needed some insurance. “I’ve never done that before,”, I lied, “but if you suck me, I’ll give it a try. I’m so hot to cum, I’ll do almost anything.” “Suck your dick? Shit, man, I’m no fag!” “Well, that’s the only way you’re going to sink your pecker in my ass tonight, stud! And your boner looks hard enough to break off. Your choice, man. Besides, you wouldn’t be a fag. Just two buddies helping each other out.” He was hesitant, but I guess he was beyond the macho thing and was willing to do anything to get his rocks off. He sat on the edge of the bunk, his cock aiming for the ceiling in a nest of light brown pubic hair. I wanted to suck that pole so badly! Hesitantly, he took my erection in his hand and cautiously licked the head. I don’t know how my legs kept me standing. Then he took the head in his warm mouth and began to suck. With each suck, he went deeper and deeper until I could feel the back of his hot throat touch the head of my cock. He gagged and I said to take it easy. The whole time, his pecker never lost it’s hardness. I reached down and tweaked his nipples and he moaned and sucked even faster. I felt the beginnings of my orgasm starting in my balls and working it’s way to the head of my dick. I took his bristly crew-cut head in my hands and fucked his face for all I was worth. He tried to pull away but it was too late. I was shooting a weeks supply of jism into his mouth. When the throes subsided, I released his head and he ran for the door to spit it out. I couldn’t help notice that his dick was still rock hard. “Bastard! Why the fuck did you do that ?” he said. “Sorry”, I said, “but I’m going to let you cum up my ass so the least you could do is take my load.” “Fuck! If I wasn’t so horny I’d beat the shit out of you. Okay”, he said, “now it’s my turn! Bend over the bunk. Your ass is mine, Private.” Standing on the floor, I bent over and supported myself on the bunk. I said, “Are you hard enough. Let me get you really hot.” I turned and sat on the bunk and he came toward me. He was hard all right, but I wanted a taste of that teenage pecker. I took his dick in my mouth and played with his balls again. I wasn’t too crazy about getting it up the ass, and thought I might get him to shoot his load in my mouth. And I wasn’t going to spit it out! While my right hand felt his nuts, my left was exploring that hard young body. I ran my hand over his hairless belly and up to those beautiful pecs. I pinched his nipples and sucked like a madman. He was moaning and just about to cum when he pulled out. “Get on your knees”, he said, his voice gravely with sex, “I’m going to screw that ass good.” I got on my knees on the bunk and he climbed on behind me. He spit on his hand and rubbed it in my ass. He loosened me up using first one finger then two up my hot hole. Then he began his entry. As I said, I didn’t do this very often so I was pretty tight and told him to be careful. How would I explain this to the Medics ? He eased the head of his pecker into my butt but couldn’t get past the sphincter. I told him to lie on his back and I straddled his erection. Slowly I lowered myself onto his pole and after much sweating was sitting on his pubes. He let me rest a minute and then started humping. I could feel the head of his dick on my prostate and it was getting me hard again. It wasn’t a good position for him so he pulled his cock out and I laid on my belly. This time it was easier. He went right up my hole and began fucking like the horny teenager he was. He laid his muscular chest on my back and humped away. I could feel our sweat mingling and could hear the sounds of his crotch attacking my butt. He pulled me over so that we were on our sides. He reached around and felt my chest and pulled and pinched my hard nipples. Suddenly, he yelled and plunged his six inches all the way into me and I could feel his sperm shooting into my rectum. Without touching myself, at the same moment, I unloaded my cream all over the bunk. It was the best cum I’d ever had. He stayed in me until he got soft and then it sort of eased out of me rather than being withdrawn. I could feel his load oozing out of my hole, over my butt cheek and onto the sheets. We were a mess of sweat and cum. We were both a little embarrassed and afraid of the reaction of the other. We agreed that this was between ourselves and no one would ever know. We cleaned up with our towels and went to sleep. The next day we were back at camp and everything returned to the way it was. It was like that night never happened, but I will always remember it. |
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