Date: Wed, 27 Apr 2011 21:39:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Will Cooper <cooper.will@rocketmail.com>
Subject: Coast Guard MWR Gym (part 1)

This is the beginning of hopefully a series of stories of my encouters
while in the United States Coast Guard.  While this story is based in fact
and truth some names, events, and places have been changed to protect the
anonymity of the parties involved.  This particular story occured just
several months ago.

"The MWR gym will be closing in ten minutes."

"God I hate my job"

I thought as I made the announcement over the intercom system.

I had joined the Coast Guard during my sophomore year in college in an
effort to start over and do something constructive with my life.  My story
is simple and complex in the same sense.  In high school I was the all
American guy.  I had the good looks, good grades, athletic, great
personality, and just an all around good guy.  I was what every parent
wanted their child to be.  I naturally applied for and was accepted into
college, where things begin to change a little.  After running with the
wrong crowd, and the freedoms that college life brings, and having no clue
what I was really doing I dropped out after my second year.  I signed up
for the Coast Guard two days before my twentieth birthday, and three months
latter was off to Basic Training.  I graduated basic at the top of my
company, and was given my dream billet.  Or so I thought was my dream.  I
arrived in the middle of the winter, and immediately begin to qualify in my
job, and meet many new friends.  I enjoyed it immensely.  My days were
spent working hard, for a good purpose and my evenings were spent relaxing
and hanging out with friends.  We hiked, went off roading, played sports,
etc.

I can still remember that day; it had been as usual for the time of the
year.  The weather had been nasty all week and we had been shut up inside.
It had finally broken, and was a beautiful afternoon.  My buddies called
and said that one of the other boats wanted to play us in a game of
football.  I had already planned to go hiking, but they pleaded with me.

"We really need you at quarterback, we don't have anyone else who can throw
halfway as good as you.  Come on they've been talking shit all week."

It was true, and I knew it.  Besides my best friend Taylor and one of the
Ensigns ( a Ensign is an entry level Commissioned Officer) my team was
pretty average.  When the three of us played we were unstoppable.  We were
the only ones with any real experience playing the game.  Taylor before
joining the Coast Guard had played wide receiver and defensive back at a
junior college in the mid west.  The Ensign Mr. Gardner had played at the
Academy.  I had been the captain and quarterback of my high school team and
walked on at a big time football college in Florida.  There my skills much
to my dismay were used to throw various routes at practice to the wide
receivers and run the scout team's offence.  In any event I did have a
pretty good arm, and could make all the throws.  I agreed to play, for the
main reason I disliked most of the guys on the other boat, and didn't want
to let my friends down.  I arrived at the field and arranged and briefed my
team on what to do.  As we took the field I noticed a new face on the other
team's side.  A really tall muscular guy, who I knew from first sight, was
going to give us trouble.  We began to play and sure enough he was good.
Everything I threw he was there to cover it.  I was able to squeeze a few
passes into Taylor, but he was always there to make the tackle.  Late into
the game we were down a score, and close to the goal and I made the
decision to look for Taylor if he was open in the end zone to throw it to
his left shoulder if not take off running.  As I snapped the ball I already
saw that I was running.  I took off and just as I passed the goal it
happened.

The doctor examining my knee said he thought I had some bruised cartilage,
but he was going to send me for an MRI on Monday.  He said that he would
call the command and let them know that I wouldn't be coming in to work for
a few days.  On Monday I woke early and caught a ride to the hospital in
town and had my knee looked at.  It turns out that I had a small tear in my
ACL, but that it was so small that it would repair itself with rest and
rehab.  I took my records and the recommendation from the doctor back to
the base clinic.  The doctor there was happy with the results; he asked if
I had any questions about the recuperation process.

"I only have one question.  How am I supposed to rehab and let my knee heal
working on the boat?"

The doctor explained that he would talk to the base yeoman and have me
transferred to the MWR gym for temporary duty until my knee got better.  He
said that it was going to be a slow process so to be patient.

My first week at the gym I just checked ID's and passed out the various
equipment that they offered on loan.  It was super boring and after the
first week after my knee began to feel better I asked if there was anything
else I could do.  The gym manager said that there wasn't much else I could
do, but he would keep me in mind if something came up.  So I was back to
checking ID's.

I was standing at the counter when the cause of my current situation came
in.  He recognized me almost instantly.  As he approached the counter he
began apologizing.  I could tell he was embarrassed and truly sorry.  I
explained that I wasn't upset, and that it easily could have been him.

"Dude it's no big deal, that's just how it goes sometimes."  He breathed a
sigh of relief.

"So you're not upset with me?"

"No way man."

"Cool, well I just came in here to work out and I saw you at the desk and
had to say I'm sorry."

"It's cool man what's your name and duty station?"

"Reid McLaughlin and I'm stationed at the air station."

As I extended my hand I said.  "My name is Will Cooper, but everyone calls
me Coop."

When our hands met and we locked eyes in a gentlemen's handshake I knew
there was something really special about this guy.  Not only was he
extremely hot and athletic, he also had a caring and sentimental side as
well.

"nice to meet you Coop.  You work out here?"

"Yeah I usually workout for about an hour after we close.  I seem to be
able to focus and move around to the different equipment better."

"Have a good workout Reid"

I would have loved to continue talking, but I was completing the nightly
checklist.  Since it was Friday night I had to do the daily's, and update
the weekend recreation gear.  That meant I had to wash and fold the gym
towels, and inventory the back room.  I knew this was going to take a few
hours and we were scheduled to close in 2hrs.  Reid grabbed a fresh towel
and headed towards the locker room.  I began my check offs, and lost track
of time.  The doors at the gym lock at 2000 from the outside automatically,
allowing gym patrons to leave, but no one else enter.  When I looked up at
the clock on the wall in the gear issue room it was ten minutes after.  It
was time for me to do my round and make sure the trash was picked up and
nobody was left in the building.  I made my rounds through the racquetball
courts and picked up a few towels and headed towards the male locker room.
When I opened the door I could hear the showers still running.  This
happened all the time so I opened the stall door to turn it off.  That's
when I saw Reid standing there under the shower in all his glory.  He had
his back turned to me and I just stared at the most awesome view.  Like I
said earlier he was pretty tall.  I estimate he was at least 6'4 and just
as muscular as I had originally thought.  It was the most beautiful body I
had ever seen.  He had wide shoulders that tapered down into a nice slim
waist that give the appearance of a sharp cut V.  What was even more
amazing was his tight round bubble butt that stuck out just asking to be
grabbed.  As I stood there admiring the beautiful view I could feel my cock
growing in my pants.  I could not take my eyes off of him as the soap ran
down his wide shoulders and down into his tightly bound ass crack.

With his back still turned to me Reid turned his head and caught a glimpse
of me standing there.

"Oh hey Will what's up?"

As my I snapped out of my daze I stammered out.  "Oh nothing I was just
closing up and doing my rounds checking to make sure everyone was out."

"I'm sorry I must have lost track of time I just got out of the sauna.  I
just trying relive the tension of a hard work out"

As he turned around to turn off the water I couldn't help but again be
transfixed by the Adonis before me.  As I traced every inch of his body
with my eyes I caught sight of the most beautiful uncut cock I had ever
seen.  It appeared to be semi-hard, and already a good six inches.  The
foreskin wrapped beautifully around a deep plum colored head that stuck out
about half way.  Nestled beneath lay a beautiful set of large low hanging
balls.

"Are you checking me out? How long have you been standing there?"

"Umm no I mean yes...  No... Not long"

"Looks like you've been standing there long enough."

A reference to the growth in my pants I supposed.

"You know it's Ok.  I appreciate the compliment.  And I'm totally cool if
you want to mess around."  It didn't take long for me to shed my clothes
and join Reid in the shower.

Desire took over as I as placed my hands on Reid's narrow waist. His skin
was tight, smooth and warm. I began to explore his body with my hands. I
felt my cock getting harder as my hands traced the muscled grooves of
Reid's lower abs, which formed a deep V - pointing toward his massive
manhood. At that moment Reid placed his hand on my shoulder and gently
kissed me on the lips.

"I have been lusting over you since I first saw you. I spent a good amount
of time trying to figure a way to get close to you. Then with the accident
and all I figured I would never be able to get close to you."

I too had secretly lusted over him.  Placing my hands on his upper chest I
went back to exploring his muscular body.  I began kissing and teasing his
nipples with my tongue. I could tell he was enjoying it so I continued as I
knelt down on my knees. Because of all the excitement I had not paid much
attention to the growth of his cock. It stood straight out and looked
monstrous.  I estimated it to be around 10 inches, and thicker than I had
seen before.  As I placed my lips on his engorged cockhead I could taste
the savory flavor of pre cum.

I grabbed it at the base with my right hand as I took the head into my
mouth.  At first sucking it gently, swirling my tongue along the underside,
and then flicking it playfully. Reid gasped, and his cock pulsed and
started to expand even more, treating me to yet another dribble of his
delicious pre cum.  I began to pick up speed and violently changing
directions with my tongue.  I could tell Reid was really enjoying it
because he was moaning, and complimenting me on my skills.

"Oh God, ahh,eww,god your amazing."

It had been awhile since I sucked my last cock, but I was glad I still had
the skill to please.

I could tell he was getting close to cumming, because his massive balls
were no longer hitting me on the chin, but were tight around the base of
his 10 inch cock.  I suddenly stopped.

"Whats wrong?

Stay tuned for the conclusion and other stories to come.


***This is my first attempt at writing a story of adult fiction.  I hope
you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed re-living the experiances.  I
would love to hear your comments, and answer any questions you have.  Feel
free to offer suggestions as well.

email cooper.will@rocketmail.com