This is the beginning of hopefully a series of stories of my encouters while in the United States Coast Guard. While this story is based in fact and truth some names, events, and places have been changed to protect the anonymity of the parties involved. This particular story occured just several months ago.
"The MWR gym will be closing in ten minutes."
"God I hate my job"
I thought as I made the announcement over the intercom system.
I had joined the Coast Guard during my sophomore year in college in an effort to start over and do something constructive with my life. My story is simple and complex in the same sense. In high school I was the all American guy. I had the good looks, good grades, athletic, great personality, and just an all around good guy. I was what every parent wanted their child to be. I naturally applied for and was accepted into college, where things begin to change a little. After running with the wrong crowd, and the freedoms that college life brings, and having no clue what I was really doing I dropped out after my second year. I signed up for the Coast Guard two days before my twentieth birthday, and three months latter was off to Basic Training. I graduated basic at the top of my company, and was given my dream billet. Or so I thought was my dream. I arrived in the middle of the winter, and immediately begin to qualify in my job, and meet many new friends. I enjoyed it immensely. My days were spent working hard, for a good purpose and my evenings were spent relaxing and hanging out with friends. We hiked, went off roading, played sports, etc.
I can still remember that day; it had been as usual for the time of the year. The weather had been nasty all week and we had been shut up inside. It had finally broken, and was a beautiful afternoon. My buddies called and said that one of the other boats wanted to play us in a game of football. I had already planned to go hiking, but they pleaded with me.
"We really need you at quarterback, we don't have anyone else who can throw halfway as good as you. Come on they've been talking shit all week."
It was true, and I knew it. Besides my best friend Taylor and one of the Ensigns ( a Ensign is an entry level Commissioned Officer) my team was pretty average. When the three of us played we were unstoppable. We were the only ones with any real experience playing the game. Taylor before joining the Coast Guard had played wide receiver and defensive back at a junior college in the mid west. The Ensign Mr. Gardner had played at the Academy. I had been the captain and quarterback of my high school team and walked on at a big time football college in Florida. There my skills much to my dismay were used to throw various routes at practice to the wide receivers and run the scout team's offence. In any event I did have a pretty good arm, and could make all the throws. I agreed to play, for the main reason I disliked most of the guys on the other boat, and didn't want to let my friends down. I arrived at the field and arranged and briefed my team on what to do. As we took the field I noticed a new face on the other team's side. A really tall muscular guy, who I knew from first sight, was going to give us trouble. We began to play and sure enough he was good. Everything I threw he was there to cover it. I was able to squeeze a few passes into Taylor, but he was always there to make the tackle. Late into the game we were down a score, and close to the goal and I made the decision to look for Taylor if he was open in the end zone to throw it to his left shoulder if not take off running. As I snapped the ball I already saw that I was running. I took off and just as I passed the goal it happened.
The doctor examining my knee said he thought I had some bruised cartilage, but he was going to send me for an MRI on Monday. He said that he would call the command and let them know that I wouldn't be coming in to work for a few days. On Monday I woke early and caught a ride to the hospital in town and had my knee looked at. It turns out that I had a small tear in my ACL, but that it was so small that it would repair itself with rest and rehab. I took my records and the recommendation from the doctor back to the base clinic. The doctor there was happy with the results; he asked if I had any questions about the recuperation process.
"I only have one question. How am I supposed to rehab and let my knee heal working on the boat?"
The doctor explained that he would talk to the base yeoman and have me transferred to the MWR gym for temporary duty until my knee got better. He said that it was going to be a slow process so to be patient.
My first week at the gym I just checked ID's and passed out the various equipment that they offered on loan. It was super boring and after the first week after my knee began to feel better I asked if there was anything else I could do. The gym manager said that there wasn't much else I could do, but he would keep me in mind if something came up. So I was back to checking ID's.
I was standing at the counter when the cause of my current situation came in. He recognized me almost instantly. As he approached the counter he began apologizing. I could tell he was embarrassed and truly sorry. I explained that I wasn't upset, and that it easily could have been him.
"Dude it's no big deal, that's just how it goes sometimes." He breathed a sigh of relief.
"So you're not upset with me?"
"No way man."
"Cool, well I just came in here to work out and I saw you at the desk and had to say I'm sorry."
"It's cool man what's your name and duty station?"
"Reid McLaughlin and I'm stationed at the air station."
As I extended my hand I said. "My name is Will Cooper, but everyone calls me Coop."
When our hands met and we locked eyes in a gentlemen's handshake I knew there was something really special about this guy. Not only was he extremely hot and athletic, he also had a caring and sentimental side as well.
"nice to meet you Coop. You work out here?"
"Yeah I usually workout for about an hour after we close. I seem to be able to focus and move around to the different equipment better."
"Have a good workout Reid"
I would have loved to continue talking, but I was completing the nightly checklist. Since it was Friday night I had to do the daily's, and update the weekend recreation gear. That meant I had to wash and fold the gym towels, and inventory the back room. I knew this was going to take a few hours and we were scheduled to close in 2hrs. Reid grabbed a fresh towel and headed towards the locker room. I began my check offs, and lost track of time. The doors at the gym lock at 2000 from the outside automatically, allowing gym patrons to leave, but no one else enter. When I looked up at the clock on the wall in the gear issue room it was ten minutes after. It was time for me to do my round and make sure the trash was picked up and nobody was left in the building. I made my rounds through the racquetball courts and picked up a few towels and headed towards the male locker room. When I opened the door I could hear the showers still running. This happened all the time so I opened the stall door to turn it off. That's when I saw Reid standing there under the shower in all his glory. He had his back turned to me and I just stared at the most awesome view. Like I said earlier he was pretty tall. I estimate he was at least 6'4 and just as muscular as I had originally thought. It was the most beautiful body I had ever seen. He had wide shoulders that tapered down into a nice slim waist that give the appearance of a sharp cut V. What was even more amazing was his tight round bubble butt that stuck out just asking to be grabbed. As I stood there admiring the beautiful view I could feel my cock growing in my pants. I could not take my eyes off of him as the soap ran down his wide shoulders and down into his tightly bound ass crack.
With his back still turned to me Reid turned his head and caught a glimpse of me standing there.
"Oh hey Will what's up?"
As my I snapped out of my daze I stammered out. "Oh nothing I was just closing up and doing my rounds checking to make sure everyone was out."
"I'm sorry I must have lost track of time I just got out of the sauna. I just trying relive the tension of a hard work out"
As he turned around to turn off the water I couldn't help but again be transfixed by the Adonis before me. As I traced every inch of his body with my eyes I caught sight of the most beautiful uncut cock I had ever seen. It appeared to be semi-hard, and already a good six inches. The foreskin wrapped beautifully around a deep plum colored head that stuck out about half way. Nestled beneath lay a beautiful set of large low hanging balls.
"Are you checking me out? How long have you been standing there?"
"Umm no I mean yes... No... Not long"
"Looks like you've been standing there long enough."
A reference to the growth in my pants I supposed.
"You know it's Ok. I appreciate the compliment. And I'm totally cool if you want to mess around." It didn't take long for me to shed my clothes and join Reid in the shower.
Desire took over as I as placed my hands on Reid's narrow waist. His skin was tight, smooth and warm. I began to explore his body with my hands. I felt my cock getting harder as my hands traced the muscled grooves of Reid's lower abs, which formed a deep V - pointing toward his massive manhood. At that moment Reid placed his hand on my shoulder and gently kissed me on the lips.
"I have been lusting over you since I first saw you. I spent a good amount of time trying to figure a way to get close to you. Then with the accident and all I figured I would never be able to get close to you."
I too had secretly lusted over him. Placing my hands on his upper chest I went back to exploring his muscular body. I began kissing and teasing his nipples with my tongue. I could tell he was enjoying it so I continued as I knelt down on my knees. Because of all the excitement I had not paid much attention to the growth of his cock. It stood straight out and looked monstrous. I estimated it to be around 10 inches, and thicker than I had seen before. As I placed my lips on his engorged cockhead I could taste the savory flavor of pre cum.
I grabbed it at the base with my right hand as I took the head into my mouth. At first sucking it gently, swirling my tongue along the underside, and then flicking it playfully. Reid gasped, and his cock pulsed and started to expand even more, treating me to yet another dribble of his delicious pre cum. I began to pick up speed and violently changing directions with my tongue. I could tell Reid was really enjoying it because he was moaning, and complimenting me on my skills.
"Oh God, ahh,eww,god your amazing."
It had been awhile since I sucked my last cock, but I was glad I still had the skill to please.
I could tell he was getting close to cumming, because his massive balls were no longer hitting me on the chin, but were tight around the base of his 10 inch cock. I suddenly stopped.
"Whats wrong?
Stay tuned for the conclusion and other stories to come.
***This is my first attempt at writing a story of adult fiction. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed re-living the experiances. I would love to hear your comments, and answer any questions you have. Feel free to offer suggestions as well.
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