Army Life Part 1: First Time Any feedback would be appreciated Rdr1235813@yahoo.com
All the usual disclaimers apply here. If you are under the age of 18, or reading materials that cover consensual gay sex are illegal where you are, please do not ready any further.
The following stories are a blend of reality and fantasy. I am an actual Army officer who has been around hot guys all my life. So indulge me while I take a few liberties with where I had hoped a few situations might have gone.
I had a pretty good idea that I was gay from early on in my life. My gaze would always linger on guys more than I would check out girls. As I went through high school, it became even more apparent that there was something going on with me that wasn't "normal." More and more, thoughts of my classmates dominated my jerk off sessions. Nifty and the growing internet definitely helped me to imagine what it would be like. I never acted on it though. I dated girls and even got a few blow jobs, but otherwise never sought to try it out with a guy.
I thought this would be the case as I made the transition to college. I applied for and was accepted to the United States Military Academy in West Point, New York. I love my country and wanted to do what I could to serve it and her people. I can't say if being interested in guys had anything to do with it, so let's just chalk that up to a fringe benefit! The first day there, as a room full of fit, good looking guys from across the U.S. stripped down to change into jocks, I knew that I made a good choice.
Since I was just starting out my life, and being in the depths of DADT, I was terrified to try anything with a classmate, more to the point I had no idea how I would even initiate anything. I was pretty much resigned to checking guys out in the shower and using the internet to help get my rocks off. And there was plenty of eye candy to help that along!
Going to school there helped to add a lot of structure to my life. I am 5'8, blond hair, blue eyes. I entered school there weighing 145lbs, but built up to 160 due to a workout regimen and good eating.
It was the summer after my second year that I was selected to go on an internship with an Army unit. Basically, I would go and learn what an officer did for four or five weeks with actual soldiers. I was lucky enough to go to a unit in Germany, and the training was intense. After it was done, a buddy and I had arranged to spend a week of leave exploring Bavaria and getting to know more of the culture and partake of some exceptional German beer!
Walt was the same age as my, and was roughly the same height and weight. He had blond hair and light blue eyes, and a strong jaw line. He also had the most infectious, good-natured smile. We had had several classes together and hung out at a few social events, so it was lucky that we were doing our internship overseas at the same time. We met up in Munich and quickly got caught up on what we had been doing for the last few weeks. The plan was for us to stay in a hostel while we checked out the city and surrounding area. We walked around the gardens, took in an outdoor concert, and definitely had our fill of beer.
After a few days there, I noticed that there was a Turkish bath nearby. I suggested that we go and check it out, probably relax as well. I had never been to one before, but I should have guessed that it was full nudity throughout. This wasn't a big deal for us, since we were both in our prime and had been around naked guys before. It wasn't until we got to a steam room that I thought to check him out. He was very smooth all over, with pale skin, which only seemed to highlight his trim musculature. His ass in particular was very pert and tight, and I quickly had to think of weapons specifications and engineering problems to keep from popping wood right there.
When we finally sat down on a bench across from each other, and he leaned back and closed his eyes. I used this opportunity to look at his cock. He was cut, and I thought that it looked to be about 3 inches soft, with enormous balls propping them up. Seriously, I had seen a lot of guys in the shower, but Walt's testicles looked to be the largest that I had ever laid eyes on. He only had the slightest wist of pubic hair around his package, so seeing him stretched out, reclining back in the sauna, I could take in how hot he was. I shook my head, memorized every detail of his body, closed my eyes, and rocked back.
It must have only been a few minutes of soaking in the steam when I cracked my eye open. Walt was sitting up a little, and it looked like he was staring at my dick. One hand was across his stomach, while the other was slightly tracing up and down his penis. He didn't notice that I had an eye slightly open. I could tell that his breathing had picked up, and he had plumped up a little. I couldn't believe this! While today this would give me the green light to work on a guy, back then I had no idea what the next step should be. Do I open my eyes? Do I "adjust" myself and put on a show? Do I confront him? I never got to act on it though, as the door opened and an older German couple (yes, man and woman), entered the steam room. I opened my eyes and sat up, Walt quickly covered up and stood up to leave.
After we left the room, I remarked, "It was probably about time to leave anyway, your face is pretty red!"
"Yeah," he replied, with a little bit of a nervous shake to his voice, "I probably need to get hydrated before we head out tonight."
We rinsed off in the shower there and headed back to our room to get ready to go out for dinner that night. We ended up at a small, but crowded bar. After a few beers (plus the ones for dinner), we both had a good buzz going. The noise in the bar forced us to stand pretty close to each other so we could talk. With the beer and how close we were, I could feel the tension building between us. It started innocently enough, with good natured back slaps and a hand on the shoulders. We had to get close to speak, almost directly into the others' ear, which would inevitably lead to cheeks touching. Every time that happened, it would send an electric shock down my body.
My dick was rock hard, straining the fabric of my jeans. I could tell Walt was pretty keyed up as well, nervously shifting back and forth on his feet. It seemed that we were both looking for something to happen, but too nervous to make the first move. Finally, someone bumped into him, causing him to spill his beer on my shirt and bringing him right up to me. He grabbed a napkin, profusely apologizing, and started to dab on my chest. The clown behind him bumped him again trying to get at the bar and Walt was pushed up against me, our chests touching, our crotches forced up against each other, and his face about an inch away. We stood there staring into each other's' eyes, our hot breath being felt against our cheeks, and the beer starting to soak into his shirt as well.
"I guess we had better go get cleaned up," he said in a low voice, without breaking eye contact."
My knees felt weak, I could barely speak. "Yeah," I managed.
I quickly threw a handful of marks on the bar and moved to the exit. The hostel was about 3 blocks away, and we damned near sprinted to our room. After some fumbling with the key, I managed to get the door open, hustled us inside, and then locked it behind us.
We stood there about an inch apart; it was as if we were back in the bar, picking up where we left off. I placed my hand on his arm.
"You want to do this?" I asked, as if I were in a dream.
"Since we first met, I think," he replied.
"I've never been with a guy before," I said sheepishly. I didn't want to screw this us. I could probably have made do with what I had seen on pornos, but actually being with a guy was entirely new. "Actually, I haven't been with anyone before."
"Me neither," Walt said. His hand touched my face. "I guess that we get to figure this out together."
I grabbed his waist with my free arm and pulled him into me. I guess that is the Army way, right? When in doubt, attack! I was like a damn had broken between us. Our lips crushed into each other, his hand on the back of my head pulling me into him. I move my other arm around him, squeezing his torso into me. God, his body was amazing. One hand wandered down to his ass. I probably could have cum right then when I finally got to squeeze that tight ass. In his jeans, it only made it sexier.
I could feel his cock pressing through the material against me. My tongue pressed through his lips and entered his mouth, exploring everything there. I began unbuttoning my shirt, he started to pull his out of his pants. It was a mad scramble to start shedding clothing, interrupted by kisses and gropes. Finally, we were just in our underwear, my boxers and his briefs. My cock was tenting the boxers, while his was snaked up against his body. It looked amazing, fully hard at 7 inches. I dropped to my knees and scooted over to him, hooking my thumbs on the waistband and pulling them down.
His dick sprang out of his briefs and hit my cheek, leaving a wet streak. I laughed out loud and could hear him giggle. As I grabbed him by the base and then cupped his balls, I could feel his hands on my head, ruffling my hair and caressing the side of my face. It had bee awhile since I had last gotten a BJ, so I just started to lick his head. I got an immediate response from him, a quick inhale followed by a low groan. I worked up some spit and then popped the head in my mouth. He wasn't too thick, but I was scared about scraping my teeth on his shaft. I only took in a few inches, working my tongue along the shaft and paying attention to his head. One hand kept working those big balls, while the other reached around to massage his cheeks.
Walt was groaning and leaking precum into my mouth. His body was twitching and swaying from what I was doing. I looked up and his eyes were closed, his mouth open, and one hand was rubbing his chest. He breathing started to increase, and he stopped and pulled out of my mouth.
"I'm getting close, man. Damn, that feels so good," he said. He then pulled me up and planted his lips on my mouth, which was sloppy with spit and precum. "My turn."
He pushed me over to my bed and lifted up my hips while he pulled down my boxers. I had leaked all over the front and could actually hear a splat when he threw them across the room. He wrapped his hand around my thick 6.5 cut cock and just looked at it. He coaxed a large drop of precum out of the shaft, and used his thumb to spread it around the head, sending a shiver across my body.
Walt licked his broad tongue up my shaft and then twirled it around the head. His hot, wet mouth worked on my dick, sucking and licking with enthusiasm. I sat up a little and saw his gorgeous face, which I thought earlier looked so innocent, consumed by lust. He was attacking my dick with vigor, his hands snaking underneath my body to grab at my ass as he bobbed up and down. There were a few instances of teeth grating up against me, but what would you expect from a horny 20-year old?
He pulled off and kept stroking my shaft, moving down to my balls. Walt turned that big tongue to rolling each one around, gently tugging on it. God it felt so good. I let out a moan to give him my approval. He took it as a license to move a step further. With one hand stroking me and his mouth working on my balls, the other hand lifted up my left leg, exposing my ass.
I felt him spit on my ass followed by a finger rubbing at the entrance to my ass. I hesitate, and Walt senses my apprehension.
"Is everything okay?" he asked.
"Yeah...it's just that I haven't even played with my ass before. I don't know how it will feel."
Walt smiled. "It's alright. I have done a little exploring before; I think I know how to make this feel okay."
"Shit, we don't have any lubricant or anything, do we?" I said.
He paused, "I might have something that can work." He skittered into the bathroom, that amazing ass flexing and bouncing as he went. I kept stroking my dick while I heard him rustling around. He came back in with a bottle of lotion, his dick still glistening with my spit and leaking precum. I pulled him down on top of me on the bed, pushing my tongue into his mouth. We grinded for awhile, our cocks rubbing together, legs intertwined. I wanted him so badly, and signaled this when I wrapped my legs around his chest.
My ass now exposed to his cock, I could feel his dick rubbing up against my hole, precum making it slick and slippery. We stopped kissing briefly as he opened the bottle of lotion and put a big dollop on his fingers. The lotion felt cool against my ass as he started to work it in. I took a deep breath as he pushed a finger just past the entrance. There was a little pain, but a lot of pressure. Walt kept pushing farther and farther in, taking his finger out to put more lotion on. He eventually pushed it all the way in before adding a second finger.
I was sweating by this point. The pain was balanced by the sheer desire I had for him, letting me push beyond the point that I might have otherwise turned back.
"You think you are ready, bud?" he said.
I gave him a tense grin. "Just give me that cock!"
He came off me and grabbed my hips, flipping me over onto my hands and knees. I spread my legs out and grabbed a pillow for my chest. Walt kept working my ass, getting more lotion in there. Eventually, he hit "the spot," causing me to let out a groan. Sensing my reaction, Walt stopped briefly, before launching a mini-assault on my prostate. I was quite literally writhing from the sensation, grinding my ass back onto his fingers.
"Do it!" I gruffly commanded. I was done with the foreplay and wanted to feel him inside me.
I heard him let out a little giggle and could feel the shifting weight behind me. He placed a hand on my waist to steady himself, and I soon felt his head on my hole. It was at that point I thought about condoms. I quickly figured that since this was both our first times, we could let that slide.
And slide he did. My thoughts were interrupted by the intense pain of feeling his head breach my hole. I grimaced while trying to accommodate his cock, forcing myself to relax. Walt began mini-thrusts, pushing more and more in. I had to get him to stop a few times and put more lotion on, but eventually I felt those huge balls slapping up against my ass. He pumped me a few more times, and the pain slowly gave way to pleasure.
I couldn't believe how good it felt. Feeling his cock inside me, sawing through my hole, while his strong hands gripped my waist. Walt started to pick up the pace and I could hear his breathing increase. At that moment I looked to my right, and what I saw almost made me cum right there. On the wall across the room was a mirror that, even in the low light, I could perfectly see Walt attacking my ass. His firm butt flexed with each thrust, and I could see the sweat building on his back.
"C'mon, man. Fuck me!" I encouraged him
"Ugh! Your ass is so tight, bud. It's squeezing my cock like you wouldn't believe."
I reached down and started jerking my cock. It didn't take long before I was shooting my load onto the sheets.
"Oh fuck, man. What did you do?" I heard him cry, followed by a loud moan. He paused from fucking me and I felt my ass get very warm. I shot one more rope of cum from knowing that he just dumped his load in me. We collapsed on the bed, his weight pressing me down into my own cum, while I felt him shrink and fall out of me.
"That was incredible," he said, slowly kissing my neck. I rolled under him onto my back and we made out until we passed out from exhaustion. I was awoken the next morning by the shower. I padded over to the bathroom and took in a nice luxurious piss. Walt peeked from behind the shower curtain and gestured for me to come inside. We kissed under the hot spray, while I started to play with his ass. He started moaning and rubbing back against my finger, so I had an idea.
I turned him around and bent him over, exposing that beautiful ass and tight pucker. I had seen videos of rimming before, so decided to go all in on what I thought was the perfect specimen. I slowly lapped at his hole, massaging the cheeks and pushing my tongue into him. An ass this fine deserved to be treated to the best that I could offer. Walt was groaning and pushing back on me. I guess that I was hitting the right spots!
I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the lotion while he turned off the water. I lathered up and began to work a finger (or three!) into his ass. Soon he was panting and begging to be filled, so I obliged. Remembering how he treated me the previous night, I took it easy on him. I guess he was just as horny to bottom, because he was soon pushing back on me.
"Is this what it felt like for you?" he asked.
"Probably better," I said, "You are a bit longer than me."
"Yeah, but you are thicker. I feel totally stretched out. Ugh. Push it in!"
Walt was really getting into it. I could feel his ass clamping down on my dick as I railed him. He started jerking his cock and in about twenty seconds was spraying the wall of the shower. I could feel the intensity in his ass as it tightened down on me. Walt let out something between a moan and a gurgle, and seeing that handsome upturned face in a moment of ecstasy pushed me over the edge. I shot my load into his ass, feeling it course back down on my dick as I kept fucking him. I slowed and then stopped, feeling Walt start to go weak in the knees. I moved him over to the edge of the shower-tub and sat him down. He winced slightly, but didn't say anything; it looked like he couldn't even speak.
I got a towel and started to dry the both of us off. I walked Walt over to his bed and crawled in with him. He flipped over to where his back was against me and scooted back, letting me spoon him. We ended up passing out for another few hours before waking up to hunger pangs. Thus began the struggle over the next day between naked play time and basic human needs.
We fucked several more times over that trip before flying back to the U.S. on separate planes. I didn't see Walt the rest of the summer, so had to wait until school started again before we could talk (email was still spotty in those days and cell phones pretty non-existent).
We were great friends and fuck buddies for the last two years at the Academy. We managed to get away about once a month to New York or a local park, and a few times we took the risk of hooking up at school, either in the barracks or one of the academic buildings. Walt preferred to bottom, and I was ready to oblige him.
After graduation, we had one more series of flings at our Basic Officer Course at Fort Knox (more to follow on that), but got stationed at opposite ends of the country. Then the Iraq war picked up and we saw very little. He eventually got married (it's what is expected of officers, after all) and settled down, but we have a reunion coming soon, so I will have to reach out to see if he is up to revisit some old times!
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