Jared and I were room mates. We were soldiers and managed to scrimp enough money to have a small apartment off the base in Germany. We worked long days - in different units, but we got to hang out a lot when off duty. I was sure he was straight, as he had wandering eyes and had made it with a girl soon after we got the flat. His 5'10" frame, lean and muscular from working on M1A1 tanks, and really strong arms and hands made wrestling fun - you know like all young men do - the masculine competition. He usually won, but I got my licks in having more experience. Jared was not shy at all. He stripped down and walked around naked when we got home, often coming to the kitchen and den buck ass naked for a drink before showering. In the morning he'd bounce to the bath room, his morning hard on moving like a wind gage. I walked in once when he was working it, he didn't hear me come in and he was at first embarrassed and hid it, but I simply said, "Go on, finish, I'll get a shower." A month or so later, He had a sore back and I did a back rub on him. He offered to do mine. His strong hands were great - we worked hard and the young tight muscles loved being relaxed. The next time, I slipped down, rubbed his bum and the ham ligaments. He loved it and even spread his legs. I did his inner thighs and he only softly moaned. I told him to roll over. He complied and to my surprise, he had a huge hard on that peaked out the top of his tighty-whiteys. He must have been 8", cut and his entire head poked out his underwear. He wasn't ashamed and I simply began working his larger muscles and then the smaller ones, pecks, stomach and quads. As I did the quads, he spread his legs and I worked the inner thighs again. I worked up to the place between the legs, under his ball sack - where your dick is hard coming from the prostate, but still behind the balls. He responded physically with pleasure and laid his head way back. I stopped, scared I'd mess this up. He pushed me back and did the same, mimicking my massage. He then said your turn again. I went back and retraced my steps and got to that place where this time he moaned more and did his hips so his dick protruded even more. I quietly asked if he wanted me to keep going. He nodded yes, but kept his eyes closed. I slowly slipped up to his nuts and gave them a slight squeeze and he moaned again. Pre-cum dripped from his head, glistening in the light hair trail to his navel. I tipped my finger in it and dared - slowly rubbed his head with it. He reacted with such pleasure. It was time. I gripped his underwear at the hips to remove them and he simply lifted his hips, his eyes still closed. Nineteen year olds are horny plain and simple. His black hair was thick and his white dick was accented by the deep carpet of pubic hair. I grabbed him and laid my head into his arm and pecks, his arm pit hair against my right ear. I played and he moaned. I lifted my chin to look at his eyes. He looked at me, turned to me and kissed me. Soft at first, but he then passionately kissed me. His right hand finding me and grabbing me through my underwear. He slipped in and began playing also. I laid him back and slowly kissed down to his navel, lapping up the pre-cup and softly taking him in. I went down as far as I could. He stiffened his body with the overwhelmed delight. He rubbed my short hair and said in whispers how awesome it was. After a bit, he had me lay back and crawled between my legs. He quickly got to work on me. He deep throated me, gagged, but did it again. He wasn't sloppy, but passionate. He had not done it before, but mimicked me. I told him I was about to cum. He went deep and sucked and worked his tongue, sending me over the edge. He swallowed and swallowed. As I subsided He laid down and I returned the favor. The tongue on the underside cannot be beat. I felt his head enlarging and I knew he was close. He held his breath and then shot deep into my mouth. I swallowed most, but wanted to taste him also. After I finished, I went up and we laid against each other, kissing him. We fell asleep on top of the covers in each others arms. When I woke up, it was morning. He was still asleep, but had his usual morning hard on.
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