Date: Thu, 24 Oct 2013 20:25:50 +0100 From: John McQuillium <johnmcquillium@hotmail.co.uk> Subject: Seducing a Squaddy Seducing a Squaddy. The following is a true account of seducing a soldier I met at a train station and the journey from there when I was 16. Comments gratefully received at johnmcquillium@hotmail.co.uk Usual blurb about don't read if you are underage, etc. During the two week Easter holiday of my 5th year of secondary school I went to an activity holiday camp for teenagers. I was an A grade student so my parents agreed for me taking one of the two weeks off from studying for my GCSEs to go to the camp. Although look wise I was 16 years old I was sensible and mature for my age so my liberal parents had no qualms with me making my own way to the camp by train and shuttle bus at the other end. I'm glad they did otherwise I wouldn't have met Charles who this encounter is about. If you have read any of my previous encounters you can skip this paragraph as I describe what I looked like at 16 and a half. I don't want to bore you going over old ground but I need to paint a picture for any new readers. At 16 I had blond hair parted in curtains framing my sweet innocent boy next door cute face that hid the sex fiend lurking underneath. All of my mate's mums cooed over me and thought I could do no wrong but that opinion might have been different if they knew what I and some of them did in the safety of the bedroom. My flawless deeply tanned face never suffered the scourge of acne and was studded with blue eyes and lush red cock sucker's lips. My body was as deeply tanned, sexy and toned as the British diver Tom Daley when he was 16. Whereas he got his definition from diving I picked up mine from playing rugby and cricket and since hitting 16 I'd also started going to the gym. My biceps were starting to buff up nicely with good definition leading to toned forearms lightly dusted in golden hairs. My naturally smooth chest was deeply tanned with some good definition coming through. My abs had a nice washboard with a faint trail of blond hairs running from my navel to my naturally small but trimmed short bush of blondy brown pubes. Even limp my cock was an eyeful and being raised a nudist I was used to the stares it got. In its floppy state it was a thick 4.5 inches but grew to an eye wateringly thick 9 inches finally topping out at its current aerosol can thick 10 inches. My cock was as deeply tanned as the rest of me with a really thick, nicely veined shaft leading to a bulbous tanned pinkish knob that half poked out of my foreskin. My balls were man sized and highly productive even for a teenage boy. If I popped three loads in one day I thought it was a quite one. Not only did I have to regularly drain them but when I did the loads were huge. The usual school day consisted of a morning wank or self suck, shower, breakfast, school, wank in the school loos during morning break, lunchtime wank or shag, afternoon break wank, homework, dinner, wank or sex and bedtime wank. If I was particularly horny I'd play pocket billiards in class until I popped a load. Leaving class I would have to carry my schoolbag in front of me to hide the cum stain as I always went commando except when playing sports. My parents thought me doing my own laundry since I was 13 was me being considerate and mature but the real reason was so they didn't see how many cum stains my clothes picked up whether it was mine or someone else's. Sorry I digress. Around back I had the perfect bubble butt arse that I loved showing off. It was really firm and pert, silky smooth and deeply tanned. The rugby and cricket I loved playing had given me nicely toned legs that were dusted in golden hairs. Those looks coupled with my witty humour, confidence, sporting ability, intelligence and being out and proud without being a screaming queen meant I'd bagged way more than my fair share of cock. Not that there is anything wrong with being camp or a screaming queen it's just I was more what you would call straight acting. I had started off gay but by 16 was kind of bi-sexual. Men and boys caught most of my attention but some girls I got attracted too enough to sleep with. School finished on the Friday and I headed off on Saturday. I thought it best to make the second week study week otherwise I might have had so much fun at camp I'd forget what I had revised. It was a good job I did as it wasn't just activity holiday fun I experienced but sexual fun too. I lost my virginity to two 16 year old French boys when I was 13 and a half and every single holiday after that I had begged sex of one sort or the other and this one was no different. However I expected the fun to be at the holiday camp, which I got, but my first encounter happened before I even got there. Being so excited I got a fitful night's sleep so when I woke up I didn't have time for the usual morning wank as I overslept. Instead I just had time for morning ablutions, grabbing breakfast and catching the tube to the train station. As it was fairly warm I wore a tight white muscle top that showed off my tanned toned arms and hinted at my sculpted chest. Below that I wore a pair of dark blue football shorts that tightly hugged my firm pert shapely arse and hinted at my big cock and balls when walking but left little to the imagination when sat down. My tanned sports toned legs were on show ending with ankle socks and trainers. All my stuff for the week long holiday was in a black England rugby team holdall. When I got to the train station I bought my ticket and looked for somewhere to sit whilst I waited for my train to arrive. The moment I saw him I knew where to sit and wait. Everybody has their type, you know the kind of guy or girl who the moment you clap eyes on you are bowled over by their looks and he was definitely my type. He had light brown hair with a few natural blond streaks that was cut short at the back and sides and slightly longer on top spiked up. He had a round very sexy face in a ruggedly handsome way probably due to his square set jaw. The skin was flawless, clean shaven and lightly tanned. He had bluish grey eyes and lush pink lips. His face alone was enough to make me cum but that was only half the picture. He was wearing a British Army green tee shirt that looked spray painted on. The armbands were threatening to rip as they tightly stretched around massive bulging biceps that were nicely tanned. His forearms were equally tanned, very toned and fairly hairy but not overly so. The green tee shirt clung to his muscular well toned chest and even if you couldn't see the chest hairs in the neck hole you could see the wiry bumps through the tee shirt. Even the washboard of his furry abs was hinted at under the material of his tee shirt. He was wearing Europe theatre camouflaged shorts which showed off his dam sexy tree trunk legs. His thighs were beefy, well defined, nicely tanned and covered in brown hairs. His lower legs were also well toned, bigger than some men's thighs and also nicely dusted in dark hairs. He was wearing immaculately polished black army boots which looked a bit out of place with his shorts even if they were army issue but I was glad he was showing off his legs. Deliberately taking the seat opposite him I sat down. He was reading a copy of Rugby World magazine which made him even more perfect in my eyes. When he looked up he gave me a friendly smile but to me it was a killer smile making his dam sexy face look even sexier. As his lush pink lips curled up he exposed his top row of pearly white teeth. I returned the smile and wondered if I was bold enough to strike up a conversation. He was a British Army soldier reading a rugby magazine so not exactly the kind of guy you'd take as gay but our mutual interest in rugby could be a way to strike up a conversation even if to just kill time. If he hadn't returned his attention to the magazine I might have plucked up the courage to talk to him. My eyes couldn't help but wander around his muscular body like a walker lost in the forest. I'd deliberately put my holdall on my lap as I'd felt myself boning up as I walked towards him but now I was seeing him up close my cock was at its full hardness with the tip threatening to poke out of the left leg of my shorts. I think he sensed my greedy eyes on him as he looked up at me a few times and gave me his heart melting smile. Little did I know but he'd clocked my hard on as although my holdall blocked the view from the top and side as he was sat directly opposite he was able to look between my legs under the bag. About 10 minutes later the announcement for my train came over the tannoy and I stole what I thought would be the last glance. I got up with my holdall in front of me to hide my hard on. At the same time he stood up to and we almost bumped into each other. "After you." I said part in terms of being courteous to a deserving elder as I was brought up well and part because the aforementioned elder had given me a stonking hard on which I didn't want him to see. As I followed him I saw he had a dam sexy rock hard round arse that would be great to grope as he buggered me senseless face to face. I knew I'd have to use my holdall to bag my seat and then go straight to the toilet for a wank. But when I saw him go onto the same platform I needed I put that thought on hold. I found myself willing him to take the train on the right hand side and he did. Being bold I decided I'd go through whatever door he did and sit near him. As he stepped onto the train he looked in my direction which I took as a sign. The train was one of the old fashioned slam door diesels that were at the end of their service. When I stepped onto the train I saw he was sat just inside the door on a bench seat facing the direction of travel. I sat on the bench seat opposite him but diagonally from him by the aisle. Luckily my hard on had deflated to half mast so no longer threatened to poke out of the left leg of my shorts but was still an obvious lump in my shorts which I covered with my book as I put my holdall on the seat next to me. Five minutes later the train pulled out of the station and as it was an early service the carriage we were in was practically empty with just an elderly couple at one end with us at the other end. The sexy solider resumed reading his rugby magazine as I watched London pass by but stealing occasional glances at the really hot hunky guy sat opposite me. He must have felt my eyes on him as he'd glance over at me sometimes. Despite the fact he could easily beat me to a pulp and there hadn't even been the faintest hint he was gay or bi let alone interested in me I began to flirt with him. I slouched in my seat a bit and spread my tanned sports toned golden haired legs bordering on casually and provocatively. I moved my book to expose the satiny material of my football shorts clinging to the lump of my semi hard cock and bulge of my big balls. I stared at his dam sexy ruggedly handsome face and when we made eye contact I would bat my eyelids at him and gave him my best come to bed with me look. I was a mix of horniness, fear and excitement with my stomach doing summersaults. The train then pulled into Clapham Junction but luckily no one got onto our carriage. When it pulled out the squaddy started returning my gaze. Little did I know he was just was scared as me. Legally I was 5 years underage for gay sex but legal for straight sex. Because of that he was scared to make a move in case he'd read the signals wrong and I tried to contact the police. Now that we had passed Clapham the next stop was a while away so he felt safe to test the water. His glances started off as occasional but they became more frequent especially when he noticed me discretely stroking my growing cock through the satiny material of my shorts. I noticed a lump growing in his shorts too and when he started discretely rubbing it I knew I had him hooked. This isn't as farfetched as it sound as I'd done the same thing with loads of guys but without success but this time I struck gold. Our gazes were now locked and we were giving each other sexy smiles and noticed the lust in each other's eyes. Now that we knew each other was interested I got up and sat beside him. With great audacity I placed my right hand on the bulge of his shorts and rubbed it. He didn't protest, move my hand away or punch my lights out. It felt like he had a beer can in his pants and I just had to taste it. As he hadn't protested I whispered in his ear if I could suck him off in the toilet. An eager grin and nod of his head was the answer I wanted and got. It might not be the mile high club but I was about to join the miles an hour club. After placing my holdall next to his to bag the seats I went to the toilet at the end of the carriage. I went in but left the door ajar. About a minute later he came along and came in. It was a cramped space and it took some jiggling about for him to get in. "Hi I'm John." I said my heart thumping, stomach fluttering and cock throbbing with excitement. "Hi I'm Charles. How old are you?" "16 how about you?" "29. Aren't you a bit young to be doing this?" "No let me prove it." I said as I sat down on the toilet. I began undoing his shorts and then pulled them and his boxers down at the same time. Out popped a huge cock. It might only have been 8 inches long but unbelievably thick, one of the thickest I've ever seen. The plan had been to suck him off but I knew due to his cock's meaty girth I'd only be able to work the head but although it would stretch my arse to the max I knew with a bit of a struggle I'd be able to take it. "Nice big sexy cock." I lustfully said as I took it in my left hand. His cock was so thick my fingers couldn't wrap around it. The shaft felt so hot and throbbed wildly. It was obvious he nude sunbathed with an all over tan but not as deep as mine. The eye wateringly thick 8 inch cock was really veiny and his tanned foreskin had peeled back to expose a prominent ridged big bulbous knob that glistened with clear pre-cum. He had big balls in a tight tanned sack dusted with brown hairs. He had hairy tree trunks thighs with great definition with well toned hairy lower legs. "Can you show me your chest?" I asked. Charles did as requested. First he exposed his tanned washboard abs that were covered in brown hair leading to his trimmed pubes. Then he exposed his muscular well defined chest that was covered in brown hairs. This guy was pure sex being perfect in every way at least looks wise. "Wow you have a fucking hot body. Do you live in London?" "Yes I'm just off on a training exercise. Why?" He replied. "We have to swap numbers." I said hoping he wanted me as much as I wanted him. "I'd like that but I live in barracks so I can't accommodate and due to my job no-one can find out." "No worries we can party at my place when my folks are out." I said before giving him a devious look and then moving in to lick his big bulbous knob clean of delicious pre-cum. He started purring with pleasure as he watched a cute 16 year old boy spit polish his big knob. Once I'd licked his knob clean I kissed the tip and pushed my mouth onto it. My lush red lips parted as they slid down the increasing tapper of his big bulbous knob until they passed over the prominent ridge to clamp shit around his fat cock. Charles gasped as the hot wetness of my mouth soaked into his sensitive bulbous knob. I began to strongly suck his big knob as I swiped it with my tongue. He smelt shower fresh with just a faint hint of sweaty manly aroused aroma. As I sucked his knob my left hand wanked his beer can thick, steely hard, hot 8 inch cock as my right hand caressed his muscular hairy thigh, grope his furry arse or stroke his hairy washboard abs. As I sucked on the end of his huge cock I held his gaze giving him my best cock sucker's smile. He looked down to watch the boy next door cute 16 year old boy eagerly working away on the end of his manhood. His truly stunning ruggedly handsome face had an expression of sexual bliss from the knob suck I was giving him. For a couple of minutes I worked my hot wet sucking mouth on the top inch or so of his really thick cock. Its meaty girth meant I couldn't take any more in as my lips were stretched to the max. I knew I couldn't do any more with my mouth on his cock so it was time to offer him my arse. "Do you want to fuck me?" I lustfully begged using my bright blue eyes to plead with him as I carried on wanking his beer can thick cock. "Wow do you think you can take it?" He asked surprised and impressed. "It'll be a squeeze but I've taken big cocks before just not as fat as yours." I proudly boasted. "If you're sure." He said with concern. "Being pounded by you is all I've been thinking of since I first saw you." I said as I stood up. With a bit of a struggle I managed to turn around and pushed my shorts down to show him my very firm pert deeply tanned bubble butt arse that was silky smooth except for a few blond hairs in the crack. "Oh very nice." Charles cooed as his big rough hand caressed the firm globes of my arse. Then the middle finger of his right hand ran down my arse crack from the base of my spine on its mission to locate my arsehole. A shiver of pleasure ran through me and my sphincter quivered when his finger rubbed over it. "Have you got any lube?" He asked. "Yeah. Stand by the door." I said. Once Charles moved out of the way I stood where he had been by the sink. I stepped out of my shorts and fished the sachet of ever present lube out of the pocket as you never know when you might need it. I lifted my tee shirt over my head but kept the arms in which showed off my tanned abs with their light washboard and sculpted chest studded with two bullet hard pointy brown nipples. "Stand in front of me." I told him. Charles stepped out of his shorts and stood in front of me straddling the toilet. "Wear your tee shirt like mine." I instructed and he obeyed. My cock practically popped a load as he exposed his muscular hunky hairy upper body. I really hoped he was serious about meeting again once he was back in London as I wanted to explore and taste every inch of his hot hairy body. I hopped up onto the edge of the sink with my back resting against the mirror, its coolness making me gasp. Gripping the edge of the sink I lifted my legs up and realising what I was up too he stepped forward and I rested my ankles on his broad shoulder. I handed him the sachet of lube and I watched him grease up his incredibly thick battering ram of a cock. My arse couldn't help but quiver in apprehension worried I'd bitten off more than I could chew. Deep down I knew I could take it. Sure it may hurt like hell to start with but would then feel so dam good. The apprehension was just like a sky diver may get before jumping and it was that that gave the buzz. "Are you ready?" He asked. "Yes but knob fuck me first I want to feel it work over my hole." Charles' ruggedly handsome dam sex clean shaven face spread into an eager grin as he took another step forward. Despite its incredible thickness and 8 inch length his cock jutted upwards at a 45 degree angle from the horizontal which was great because of the position I was currently in my prostate was in line for a serious pounding. He used the thumb of his right hand to push his cock down to the horizontal with his knob connecting with my arsehole. He pushed forward and my tight little sphincter briefly resisted but it had no chance against such a big knob. A sharp searing burning pain radiated out from my arsehole when it was forced open by his big bulbous knob. My arse lips threatened to split when the prominent ridge of his knob forced them apart and then his knob popped inside giving me brief relief. I had to bite my lower lip to stifle my gasp of pain, my cute boyish face scrunched up, sweat beaded on my forehead and my knuckles went white from the vice like grip they had on the edge of the sink unit. My sphincter burned as if branded by a red hot poker. "Are you OK?" He whispered with genuine concern. "Yes don't stop." I panted as I knew it was better to get it over quickly rather than slowly just like peeling off a plaster. Charles started knob fucking me which was agony to start with. My body was squirming about at the pain radiating out from my overstretched sphincter. My hole burned with pain and my arse started spasming with worry and apprehension as his big bulbous knob kept popping in and out of my arse. After about three minutes the pain started to ease and sensing Charles was starting to really struggle to fight the urge to ram his big cock into me I gave him the go ahead. "OK fuck me." I whispered. "I'll go slow and gentle." Charles said as he slowly forced his beer can thick cock into me. As he pushed it in his big bulbous prominent ridge knob rubbed over the front wall of my arse sending a shiver of pleasure through me when it rubbed over my prostate causing my cock to twitch and dribble pre-cum onto my tanned tight abs. His eye wateringly thick very veiny 8 inch cock shaft stretched my tight young sphincter to the max as it sank in. When he bottomed out he held his huge cock ball deep in my over stuffed arse. He savoured the steamy hot wet, velvety soft feel of my teen boy arse tightly wrapped around his really thick manly cock. Although there was pain in my arse there was also some pleasure. I savoured the steely hardness, burning heat and throbbing pulse of his big cock in my well stuffed boy cunt. He had said he would go slow and gentle but I knew we didn't have time for that due to our risky location. "We don't have time for a slow fuck it has to be a quick one." I told him. "I don't have to cum." "I want you to breed me. Don't worry the pain will soon pass." I reassured him. "OK if you say so." He said but I could see the concern was still there. Charles started to fuck me fast and hard which was agony but I made myself endure it. He'd only force the top 7 inches of his 8 inch cock into my arse so there wouldn't be the repeated slaps of his groin against my pert up turned arse. My overstuffed sphincter burned and the walls of my arse throbbed in pain. It took him 5 minutes to fuck me over the pain barrier and I could start actively taking the fuck rather than passively. I started flexing my arse around his big thick pounding cock. As the pain eased I no longer needed to grip the edge of the sink unit so I reached up and started groping his muscular manly hairy chest and caressing his rippling furry washboard abs. The stinging burn in my overstretched sphincter had mellowed into pleasurable friction as his beer can thick hot hard veiny cock sawed against it. His big bulbous punched open the throbbing receptive walls of my arse and boxed my prostate brewing up a big load in my boy balls. The prominent ridge would then scrape down the walls of my arse. There wasn't just the physical pleasure of feeling his huge cock pounding my pussy boy arse and feeling his fit furry body under my hands. On top of that my eyes were feasting themselves on his hot hunky body and gorgeous manly face. Our 13 year age difference and the fact we were fucking in a train toilet was also a serious turn on. 10 minutes into the fuck I realised he was going to fuck the cum out of me. My cock had gone untouched as he had both hands placed on the wall behind me to steady himself against the rock of the train and my hands were busy groping his chest. However the pounding his bulbous knob was giving my prostate had brewed up what I suspected to be a huge load especially when coupled with his stunning good looks, mouth wateringly fit body and our risky locations. At least twice someone had tried the door. Each deep hard powerful thrust of his big battering ram cock intensified the pre-orgasm tingle in my cock. It was less than a minute from warning tingle to violent eruption. My balls tightened and my cock gave an almighty twitch. I had to bite my lower lip and my fingers dug into his muscular hairy chest as the first bolt of schoolboy spunk exploded out of my cock and arched through the air. The comet splattered on the mirror behind me with the tail leaving a sting of cum in my hair and on my face. The second bolt hit my face just below my right eye with the tail painting my lips. The third and fourth jets scored bulls eyes in my mouth, the all too familiar taste of my cum making my taste buds tingle. The remaining six big jets splattered my smooth chest, the pearly whiteness of my cum contrasting with my deeply tanned skin. My intense, copious and sticky orgasm made my arse spasm uncontrollably around Charles really thick pounding cock. The combination of watching a 16 year old boy cum from just being fucked coupled with the pleasurable feeling of my arse spasming around his cock pushed him over the edge. He slammed all 8 inches of his beer can thick cock ball deep into my bruised and battered arse. I saw his dam sexy face scrunch up as I felt his really thick cock swell even more. He bit his lower lip as he started powerfully spunking up in my arse. His hunky hairy body shook and shuddered at the intensity of his orgasm as he pumped 8 jets of soldier spunk into my schoolboy arse. When our orgasms ended we didn't risk the pleasure of savouring our orgasmic glow as we'd already been in there at least for 15 minutes and we'd be arriving at the next station soon. Charles pulled his beer can thick 8 inch cock from my arse which sucked and closed after it. My sphincter tingled and my body shivered when his big bulbous knob popped out of my arse. My arsehole felt sore and swollen and my battered arse ached but in a contented cum filled way. Charles lent forward and licked and sucked my boy cum off my upper body and face before giving me a quick passionate kiss. "I hope you are serious about meeting up again. You're so fit and sexy and a great fucker." I whispered as I started to come down from my orgasmic high." "Fuck yeah. I couldn't believe how hungry your arse was for my cock. My cock has made grown men and women cry." He whispered making me swell with pride. He stepped backwards and we retrieved our shorts and got dressed. I opened the door a crack to check the coast was clear and left with him locking the door after me. I went back to our seats and sat in the position I had when I first boarded the train and put my holdall on the seat to my right. A minute later Charles returned with a contented grin on his sexy face. He sat on the bench seat opposite me by the door. I handed him a piece of paper with my phone number on it and he gave me his. We then chatted away about rugby until we reached his station. We'd gone through three since we came out of the toilet so there were too many people about to do anything other than say goodbye. I took up his seat so I was facing the direction of travel and watched the British countryside flash by as I day dreamed of the sex we'd had and fantasised about the sex we would have. My sphincter was sore, my arse ached slightly and his cum started leaking out and soaking the crotch of my shorts. I felt smug that I'd turn up at camp having being fucked knowing most of the other kids would be virgins. After that great start even in the unlikely event I didn't get any action at camp I had enough material to fuel a week's worth of wank fantasies. I hope this one got you off and you're sat there splattered in cum. If you did please let me know at johnmcquillium@hotmail.co.uk as although I enjoy reliving it and writing it up it is nice knowing people read it.