Date: Tue, 23 Jun 2009 07:59:41 EDT
From: Writersinterlude@aol.com
Subject: Joining up in more ways than one

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!