Joining up in more ways than one... Copyright Alex Carr 2009.
I signed on for a five year contract with the RAF and particularly remember
my basic training. At Henlow camp in Buckinghamshire UK. Why? Because it sparked off a new edge to my life. I'd joined the services to get some life after experiencing the doldrums of civilian life and having difficulty in finding a job. But what I found was something I had never imagined, something that brought out the real me - and it was the best thing that could have happened for me at such a young age. I was just eighteen, never been out with a girl, in fact I never particularly wanted to and I remember my pals taunting me on that account. They often suggested I was queer but I just took it all and found that if I ignored them they would eventually stop. Although looking back their suggestions did not concern me too much.
Well to cut a long story short and to get down to the exiting part in my life, when I met Bernard, I shall call him Berny and we immediately gelled because we had so much in common, our thoughts, our ambitions and, as I was soon to learn, our sexual leanings too.
Well when on training you are allocated a bed in a dormitory with about twelve other guys. At first I didn't like the idea of having no privacy but soon got accustomed to it, Berny was in the next bed to me, that's really how we got to know each other, sitting on our beds and playing cards, chatting etc. I liked him very much but being young and innocent I had no thoughts about
anything intimate, I remember though how I liked to see him in his shorts and that time I saw him naked in the shower, ad him me too, the 2way he looked at me was in an admiring way, he said I had a good figure and he wished he was as slim as me. But he was okay, I told him that, he had a bit of meat on him okay, but you couldn't say he was podgy, that seemed to go down very well and the sparkle in his eyes was something else. But how could I fall for another guy, `come off it' I told myself, it's not natural. Well that's how I was brought up you see, How wrong I was!
Come the evening, if we didn't go out - most nights we were too exhausted after our daily routine of basic training. We watched TV, and as said before, sometimes played cards, and then read a magazine before bed time, and when my head hit the pillow I was really out.
But this night, the first night Berny joined me, was like a dream, When I felt the warmth of someone slip into my bed and snuggle behind me I actually did not retaliate, for one thing I was still in the daze of sleep and another, well it felt quite nice. Then I came too again feeling a certain pressure behind, and whatever was causing it, it throbbed and moved across my buttocks.
I remember still being in a daze, I was like that, it always took me ages to wake up, when I felt the touch of a hand down under, slipping between my thighs, sort of wedging between and prompting me to open .By now I realised it was Berny, I recognised the way he smelt you see, I don't know what he used but it was very easy on the nostrils, and he was sort of grunting, very, very quietly, I guess being careful not to awaken anybody else, although we did have a curtain we could draw around our bed space. I pretended I was asleep, all this so new to me I was not sure how I should react, first I felt repaginated but that soon changed to pleasure as Berny's fingers worked me, gently, smoothly -m it was a feeling I shall never ever forget, the touch of another on those so intimate parts. If I was embarrassed I could hide it in the darkness - and yet I wasn't if you see what I mean, it was just that it felt so right at the time.
Still pretending to be asleep I laid there with my eyes closed, It was quite dark, just a dim glimmer of the moon beaming through my window, I was very happy to enjoy Berny's new found joy, happy to feel that he could enjoy me like that, if I imagined I had certain feelings for him before I was absolutely certain now. Something wonderful was happening to my being. My whole body trembled with what seemed like a sort of electricity as I felt something warm and slippery wallow my cock, sort of edging my hand down I felt the hair of his head down below, and then I knew he was taking me in his mouth, sucking me, I felt the smoothness of his tongue licking me, he must have stretched me back because I was feeling that certain sensuality of what it was like when I wanked, when I stretched back my foreskin and teased the end with my finger tips, It was so lovely and I must have shuddered, something caught my throat and made me gulp, I guess he knew I was awake then.
But still, not sure how I should react, it was all so new, I still pretended to sleep, giving off a snort or two to make it seem more likely, whether I was fooling Berny was another thing but never the mind, he was sucking away so I was happy. But then something else, I felt a surge behind and then I knew what he wanted, something I had read about but never imagined could happen to me, but now his cock was really throbbing I felt the hardness of it squeeze between my buttocks as if urging me to open. So I did, sort of pretending to change position as one sometimes does when asleep, lifting up my left knee as I laid sideways, him behind still, it didn't matter now whether Berny thought I was asleep or not, no need for words, my response to the probing of his stiffness between my buttocks gave him the okay to go forward.
I had not a clue if I was going to like this, yet I felt a certain urge there, something I had never felt before, and when I felt his fingers probe me
there, so gently - and with something greasy which must have been lubrication, I knew what he was about, I started to grit my teeth when he rimmed me, first with his fingers circling gradually inside, stretching and manoeuvring me there, the feeling a little painful but pleasurable too, in fact the pleasure sort of took away the pain of it and I found myself instinctively moving my buttocks to meet his caress,
I realised then he must have known I was awake, he whispered how good I was, and was it aright? I just nodded, the smell of my ass on his fingers as he brushed my lips with them, teasing my mouth open like he had been teasing my anus it was all so wonderfully thrilling and wonderful, he guided my left hand behind and across my body to reach him there, for the first time I was feeling another guy's cock, gently at first but he whispered I could be more rough if I wanted. So I squeezed it, heard the moan in his throat, played with it - getting the feel of it. So nice... "Alex. Do you suck cock?"
he whispered. I didn't reply, it was all so new to me, this was the first encounter I'd had with an other guy, it was a lot to take in - but I was beginning to think on the lines that I would be taking him all in any time now, I wanted that, so the experience of cock sucking came easy really, I changed position to reach him there, sniffed him, that certain pungency of cock I had smelt on my own hands many times after a good sound wank.
I really wanted to suck it, he spread it back for me, then I took in the odour of all that, I opened my mouth and went for it, soon it was full of him, I felt the knob moving around stretching my cheeks, it was coming to a feverish pitch, I wasn't ready for taking his cum in my mouth but anyway he was ready to do other things, and soon he was there, his cock probing and gradually getting there - inside me, working it into me inch by inch, stretching me so wonderfully, again I felt the pain but the absolute thrill of having a guy actually fuck my ass for the first time overcame all that, then he stopped awhile, we just laid there silently, feeling the feeling of warmth as he throbbed inside, heaven on earth he whispered again I was really something, that my arse was made for fucking, that I was a beautiful fuck - I was a goner hook, line and sinker, and he soon sunk all he had into my being, working it , thrusting, but whispering so as not to be heard. It was a wonderful first fuck, the prelude to many, many more, but the first was something so very special and wonderful I shall never forget. And when he took it out of me, I felt the utter deepness of his probe, as if he was still there inside me, I wanted to do what I was doing afterwards, to suck him dry, to lick, to suck and to taste as I felt the rhythm of his fuck still continue in my soul.
And do you know something, I didn't want to shower for ages, I simply worshipped him, wanted the smell of his fuck to remain on my body for always, but I needn't have worried because very soon we were an item, we were sharing a double bed together and I relish Berny so very much. Just the feel, the touch, the taste and the sheer ecstasy of sharing everything with him was perfection in itself. And this guy, he adored arse, pampered me in every way, his special massages, his spoiling, his spanking making it all red followed by the soothing deep fuck. I longed just to be all arse for him, I spent lots of time sucking cock, I love it, its is so wonderfully soothing to feel a heard throbbing cock searing in your mouth and working it to the thrill of his cumming, sometimes spurting over my face as well as my ass cheeks, divine. So glad I joined up, and most of all I joined up with Berny - all the way!