Military/ Adult Friends, oral anal, M/MMM
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Cruiser Seaman
By
Wolf
I was an 18-year-old right out of sonar school when I was assigned to the USS Long Beach Cruiser. I had just passed my Third-Class Sonarman rating. When I joined the ship in Long Beach, Calif.
Being a young kid from the Midwest I didn't know anyone in Calif. I was just learning my way around the ship. There was a Second-Class-Radioman that befriended me and showed me around the City of Long Beach. Being too young to drink there wasn't a lot to do after seeing the aquarium and The Queen Mary.
One day I had walked east on Ocean Boulevard to the city limits in my dress blue uniform. I was a young innocent sailor but I had learned to roll my white hat and stretch my black scarf and roll it tightly to make it as long and as small of a diameter as possible. I was about to head back to the ship. The sun was setting and it would be dark by the time I would get back to the ship. I was in no hurry and was checking out the businesses while I was walking. Suddenly a red Triumph TR6 pulled over to the curb and the driver asked me if I needed a ride.
I had heard about gays and was curious. I said: "Sure."
He pulled the car around the corner and parked. I rounded the corner and opened the passenger door and got into the car. As I settled into the seat and stretched out my legs, I closed the door.
I had a moment to check out the man driving the little sports car. He looked like he was a slender tall man. He was wearing dark pants, a cardigan sweater over a dress shirt, without a tie, and he was wearing a stingy brim hat with the front snapped down on to the bill. He was sporting a tightly trimmed white beard and mustache. "The man asked me: Where can I take you?"
I spoke almost without thinking: I was headed back to the USS Long Beach, but I have until 800 musters in the morning. I could go all the way."
The man had pulled the car away from the curb and was turning the car around and making a right back onto Ocean Blvd. As soon as he put the car in fourth gear, he placed his hand on my left thigh and squeezed my leg. I sprang a boner instantly that tented my thirteen buttoned flap. He must have seen that and his big hand moved up and rested on top of the bulge and gave it a squeeze.
It was difficult to reach under his arm and place my left and on the bulge in his own pants but I managed to feel the full length and girth of his cock. The man smiled. He had to let go of my cock every time we had to stop for a traffic signal. It didn't take long to reach the Los Angeles and cross over to the Port of Long Beach and pass the dock where the ship was tied up and past Terminal Island. He stopped to pay the toll to cross the Vincent Thomas Bridge to the little town of San Pedro.
He drove us south on Gaffey St. until he turned tight and drove up the hill to an old home that has a single car garage. The house looked like a 1920's Spanish revival style home. Red tile roof, white stucco and rounded top to the doors and windows. When we entered the house, it was a cozy dwelling and smelled of cooking. The gentleman introduced himself as Don Fielding. I told him that my name was Curtis Irving.
He offered me a glass of red wine and he provided finger food such as celery with soft cheese. And a heated fondue bowl with bread chunks and carrot sticks. While I was sipping the wine and eating the bread on a stick dipped in the heated cheese, Don excused himself.
When he returned, he was wearing a colorful red and gold silk dressing gown, and bare footed. He poured himself a glass of wine and took a bite of a celery stick. He invited me to sit and he sat next to me on the couch. Food was quickly forgotten, but we finished our wine. When he took my glass from me and sat the glasses on the end table next to him, he turned towards me and took me in his arms and kissed me on the mouth.
(I had kissed my father and grandfather before but neither of them had beards.)
It was strange enough kissing a man with a beard, but he also stuck his tongue into my mouth. I had never kissed a girl with tongue before. Surrendering myself to a man that was obviously older than my own father was somehow liberating. He was in charge and was directing everything.
Don leaned me back against the back of the couch while he was kissing me. I could feel his breath from his nose on my cheek. Then I felt his hand running up under my jumper to feel my nipples under my T-shirt. Then his hand ran down my belly to the buttons on the bib. He was fumbling with the buttons, so I put my thumbs on the corners of the bib and pushed away from my body. All thirteen buttons were released and I folded the bib down. There were just the two buttons holding the bell bottoms up. I was wearing the regulation white cotton boxers with the two snaps holding the fly closed. Just the same there were some of my red pubic hairs sticking out of the fly. Don stuck his hand into the fly of my underwear and cupped his hand under my scrotum and pulled my balls and cock out of the fly of my shorts.
Being a country-boy my parents didn't believe in commissions, so I had a foreskin that dangles past the end of the head of my cock. He took hold of the shaft and pulled the loose skin down exposing the wet head of my cock. Then he started masturbating my penis. While he was doing that, I placed my hand on his chest.
There was no doubt that he was not wearing anything under that silk gown. I could feel his hairy chest as well as his nipples. I moved my hand down his body to the bulge on his lap. I could wrap my hand around the full girth of his cock. It was a simple matter to loosen the sash around his waist and brush the thin material of the colorful red and gold gown away from his body. When I got a good look at his body, I was impressed by how well preserved he was. His lean body was evidence that he still lived an active life and the white hair on his chest was proof of the years he had lived. Even the pubic hair above his cock was turning white. At that moment I wasn't as interested in his hair as much as his cock and scrotum.
What impressed me was the length of his cock but the diameter was no bigger round than my own. His scrotum rested between his legs on the couch. He still had hold of my cock and was milking it slowly. He leaned over and licked the drop of pre-cum that appeared at the opening. He took the knob into his mouth and started sucking my dick. He was very skillful at sucking cock. It only took him a few minutes to bring me to an orgasm and I came in his mouth. As soon as he finished sucking my cock clean, he stood up and pulled me to my feet and led me by my dick to his bedroom.
The bedroom smelled of a man's cologne and as I scanned the room it looked like a normal bedroom dominated by a full-sized bed with four posts and a storage foot locker (Hope Chest). The sliding closet doors were mirrors and there was a dresser and there was a Valletta chair in the corner with a coat hanger with a bar to drape pants over and even bars to hang shoes on. There were only a couple of photographs. One was of Don with another man. The other picture was of a good-looking young man that was naked and he was holding his cock.
Don offered me the use of a Vallette to take off my uniform. I sat down and bent over to remove my shoes and socks and rested them on the rack. Then I unbuttoned the cuff of my jumper and pulled it over my head and folded it inside out properly. Then I stood up and unfastened two buttons holding up my bell bottoms. Again, I folded them inside out properly and placed the jumper and pants on the seat, before I removed my T-shirt and boxers. One I was naked I posed for Don's benefit.
Don had been standing there watching me getting undressed the whole time. His silk robe was loose and open. I was looking at his lean body and admiring his crotch. His testicles looked like they were heavy and stretching his scrotum as it tangled between his legs. The long cock formed an arch and jerked with every heartbeat. He reached out and took me by the hand and pulled me to the bed.
He pulled the bedding back with one motion and we lay on the bed next to each other. I assumed that he wanted me to suck his cock, but he had other ideas. He placed me on my back and laid on top of me and kissed me on the mouth before he lifted himself up and got on his knees and he lifted my legs up by my ankles and lifted my legs up and placed my heels over his shoulders and as he leaned forward and as he did so it lifted my ass off the mattress and when his cock brushed against my asshole, he pressed his hips forward and his cock stretched my sphincter open. The pain was intense but when he pulled back a little the pain wasn't as intense when he started fucking my ass I was grunting with every stroke. At one point Don pressed his body against my butt and let out a satisfied sigh as he squirted his load into my colon. He didn't move until he was finished cumming in my ass. When he sat up and allowed my legs to stretch out on the bed.
He straddled my hips and walked on his knees up my body. He even moved my arms down by my side so that he could move up to my chest. He sat on my chest and used his hand to move his cock against my lips. When I opened my mouth, he shoved his cock into my mouth. I sucked his cock clean for him. While I was doing that he reached back and stoked my cock. When he was satisfied with the way I had cleaned his cock, he moved his butt back down my body and lifted his butt up as he reached behind himself and guided my cock to his own asshole. He sat down on my cock and it went up his asshole. He fucked himself on my cock until I squirted my load into his colon. When he lifted his body, I saw that my cock was wet. Don turned his body around and straddled my head and I was looking at his asshole dripping my cum.
He leaned over and sucked my cock and his own cock was dangling over my face. I sucked his cock and reached around his legs to play with his balls with one hand and probed his asshole with my fingers with the other hand. When we were finished, we cuddled up and he covered our bodies with the covers, as we drifted off to sleep.
In the morning we sucked off each other before we used the bathroom and showered together. He made breakfast for us before we got dressed and he drove me back across the bridge to the gate entrance of the dock the ship was tied up at. I assured him that I would have liberty after five that evening. Don assured me that he would be there for me.
I changed into Dundee's and mad muster. I spent the day cleaning up my workspace and talking to my shipmates. As soon as our workday was over, I went to my bunk and changed back into my dress blues. I made my way to the gate shortly after 1600. Don was there with hid TR6. It only took us a few minutes to cross the bridge and he told me that he wanted me to meet his best friend. He dove to another home nearby and we walked up the steps to the porch. He knocked on the door and the door opened shortly.
The man that answered the door was in his forties. He looked like he was a businessman. In a blue pen strip business suit. He hugged Don and asked: "Is this the young sailor you told me about?" and reached for my hand.
Don said: "This is Curtis and I wanted the two of you to meet. He is stationed aboard the Long Beach and I'm sure the three of us can become the best of friends, James."
We made our way into the living room where the three of us sat on the couch. I was in the middle and the two of them were all over me. After kissing and groping each other, I removed my uniform and folded it properly and placed it on top of my shoes neatly on the floor out of the way.
When I was naked, I sat back down on the couch between them and they sucked my nipples and James played with my cock. Don interrupted the action long enough to get up and remove all-of his clothes. Then started hugging and kissing me, while James stood up and removed his clothes.
I was interested in what he looked like naked. He had a soft body. He obviously had never done any physical work. I found it interesting that he shaved his pubic hair off. His cock was about five inches long but very thick and his scrotum was about the size as a baseball and firmly packed. The two of them wanted to take me right there on the couch. They had me get on my knees on the couch and Don stuck his cock into my mouth and deep throated me. Jammes was behind me and he set about licking my asshole and sticking the rip of his tongue into my asshole. Then he took hold of my hips as he drove his cock into my asshole. James, cock was not as-long-as Don's, but it was a lot thicker and was more painful going into my ass. I was being fucked at both ends at the same time. Don told me that they were spit-roasting me. I had a great time having sex with two men at the same time.
Later that evening they gave me some civilian clothes and took me to a gay bar where we hooked up with a group of men and went to a party. I was having a great time sucking cocks when I got the shock of my life when I found myself looking at the ship's Weapons Control Officer.
I thought I was in trouble. He looked at me and said: "Relax Curtis, no one needs to know aboard ship what we do when we are on liberty." He held my head and kissed me on the mouth before he pulled my head down and stuffed his cock into my mouth.
When I got back aboard the ship, I was told to report to report to the stateroom of the weapons officer. When I knocked on his door, he bad me enter and when I closed the door behind myself and stood at attention, he told me to relax. If we don't make a fuss about what we do on thew beach there is no problem.
I thanked him, and he turned his chair towards me and unzipped his tan uniform pants and pulled out his cock. I knelt and sucked him off before I returned to my duties. I left his stateroom wiping my mouth, knowing that I was going to enjoy my enlistment. I looked forward to our deployment to the South Pacific.
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