Dutch naval presentation

By john skehan

Published on Jun 22, 2024

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Rotterdam is the main port for the Netherlands and their naval headquarters. I'd been asked to give a presentation to a group of junior officers from both navies there. It was scheduled to be the first step in offering them some presentation skills for their future promotions. I'd done the same thing in Washington for both army and naval officers. If my proposal was accepted it would be the first of a series of ten week training sessions. I had been detailed to the first set by my school system in the DC suburbs. Nervous as I faced the room full of brass I launched into the presentation relaxing as I went into the details.

Afterwards I was taken to the Dutch officers' mess for lunch. Some of the junior officers were there with plenty of questions for me. I tried to answer their questions as the brass watched me interact with the men. Later, I was told that the lunch sealed the deal for my contract for a year-long stay. I returned to my assigned suite on the base. I had just finished a shower when there was a knock at the door. I wrapped a large towel around my waist to answer the door. I was stunned with what I saw standing there. It was a young, Dutch officer dressed in casual gym clothes. I invited him, telling him that I'd get dressed. He laughed saying "No need. I came to invite you for a nude swim at our facilities here. Just throw on some shorts and flip flops. That is, if you do swim?" I laughed saying "Probably not as well as you navy men but yes I do my best, even naked."

On the way we talked about his navy life and the upcoming naval exercises. He asked if I had a wife or girl back home. I told him that my life had been too busy for such romance. His pale face blushed as he just said "Me too, I'm married to the navy." I joked saying "And a hard wife that is, right?"

The facility had everything one could want from indoor ball courts to weight rooms, a sauna and jacuzzi all for the officers. The enlisted men had a similar place on the other side of the base.We stored our things in a locker together. We walked out into the large pool area. I stood stunned at the sight before me. There were naked men of every color, every size, every age in and around the pool. I knew that naked my hardon was on full display to all of them. I glanced over to Tomas seeing that his own pale cock was on full display pointing out to the water. He dived in yelling for me to join in the fun. Men were unashamed grabbing at each other's naked bodies. I dived in to surf at Tomas' hard erection bobbing in the water. He said in a louder voice "Not bad for a land man." Tomas reached out to pull my erection closer to his body before saying "Maybe later I'll help you with other skills. You know that my navy had totally different rules than yours." I moaned as he brushed my hardon.

We played water polo for a while before going to the jacuzzi and the sauna with Tomas as my escort. He seemed to know many of the men there, some were also American officers stationed there. All were naked like us, not caring nor ashamed.

We left for a meal at one of the many exotic places around the port. We'd changed into civies for the excursion into town. We talked about general attitudes and the differences in our societies. After a few Dutch beers with the traditional gin chaser I boldly asked him about his own love life. He confessed to visiting Amsterdam's gay, leather scene. He found it both stimulating and scary at the same time. He explained that some of the extreme things turned him off. I agreed that some men had strange, often painful tastes. He realized what I had said and perked up asking "Do you?" I shook my head no, telling him that I was more into vanilla, romantic things. I felt his foot rub my leg under the table. I reached out to lay my hand on his. We took a taxi back to the base and the barracks. For the next two hours Tomas introduced me to Dutch ways that did not involve the navy but lots of man on man action. He left me promising to make my stay in his country a pleasant experience.

I had an early wake up call for a meeting with the big brass. I sobered up on strong coffee and pastry working out the details of my first training sessions. There would be a two week break between sessions for evaluations. Most of the time I'd be in Rotterdam but I might be asked to visit other places where there were NATO bases. Tomas was assigned as my liaison officer providing me with whatever I might need. I thought to myself we sure could work closely, closer than anyone might imagine. I was issued a NATO military passport and given two weeks to return to the states to take care of my affairs. I asked if Tomas could go with me to see the program's results in the states and offer advice on improvements. Everyone thought it was a great idea.

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