From: malestoryo@aol.com (MalestoryO)
Subject: a true story (lejeune)
Date: 1 Feb 1997 21:44:09 GMT

back in 1968/69 I was a 18 year old marine stationed at camp lejeune NC. 
i don't remember where i met this guy (another marine).  He was stationed
at the casual barracks where marines would go to wait for discharge
(chances are not a good discharge).  i remember being pretty drunk and as
we were walking back to my barracks, one way or another i ended up at his
barracks.  Back then they were all squadbays and not individual rooms.  It
was probably pretty late because I don't remember seeing anyone else
moving around the barracks.  There was a man sleeping in the top bunk.  We
sat down on the lower one and I kinda passed out.  I say kinda because I
remember being aware of everything that transpired yet was powerless to
stop.  Initially he pulled his pants down then grabbed my hand and wrapped
it around his cock.  Using his hand over mine he started jacking himself. 
This went on for a couple minutes then he got other ideas (to me this is
sexy as hell because another man is deciding exactly what HE wants and
what HE needs and how HE wants it).  Next he let go of my hand and puts
his hands on my back pulling me toward him.  I was very limp and again
kinda passed out.  He shuffled me around until I was sitting up next to
him.  He put his hand to my head and started lowering my face to his cock.
 When my lips touched his cock he tried pushing it between my lips but my
mouth was closed.  He used one hand to hold my lips to his cock and used
the other hand to pry my mouth open.  When it was opened a little bit he
put pressure on my head and his cock slipped into my mouth.  He held me
there for awhile then put both of his hands on either side of my head and
started pumping my mouth up and down his cock.  I've never felt so USED
and to this day just the thought of this turns me on.  After a couple
minutes I must have woke up, got scared or something because I jumped up
like "what the hell is going on".  I immediately left the barracks and he
came running out after me.  He kept grabbing my hand and putting it on the
buldge in his jeans trying to talk me into continuing.  Needless to say I
never did however I have finished the scene in my head a couple times. 
One is where we walk over to tree'd area by the river where I really do
pass out.  I wake up and he had my hands tied down to stakes in the
ground.  He had his jeans off and he was straddling my chest.  We were on
a pretty steep hill so his cock was right at my mouth.  He grabbed both
sides of my head and started fucking my mouth.  Eventually he came and
flooded my mouth and lips with his cum.  He used his softening cock to
spread his cum all around my lips telling me that he wants me to smell his
cum as well as taste it.  From that point on he had me on call to suck his
cock anytime, anywhere.  He would make me pay for a room in Jacksonville
for a Friday and Saturday night and give him a key so he could come in and
use my mouth anytime he felt like it.  God the idea of submission is
sooooo exciting.  Hope you enjoyed.  The barracks stuff really did happen
and I haven't been the same since.