Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 11:06:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: doned88 <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: Weekend Leave

The shower room was large.  Dustin was surprised by it. And there were
several already there. But it was late and he needed to wash, so ignoring
his usual shyness, he relied on memories of showering in school.

The YMCA was cheap. His weekend in the city was on a budget. After all the
Army didn't pay much. But fortunately he got tickets for a show, a
manageable dinner and drank several beers within his self inflicted
allowance.

He wasn't drunk but certainly felt the effects and was tired from walking
everywhere. The doorman recognized him and let him in despite being after
the deadline. Dustin had told the guy he might be late.

"Wear your uniform and no problem" the guy said.

But Dustin like most military on leave won't wear their uniforms. In fact
they're advised not to these days.

"OK this time" the guy smiled "anything for the Army" he added. "Going to
bed or getting a shower first?"

Dustin thought it an odd question but responded based on what his thoughts
had been. "Oh yea hot shower, then bed" He nodded "thanks"

"See you" the guy said patting Dustin on his butt as he passed.

Dustin was used to that.  People had been patting his bubble butt ever
since he could remember. Aunts, women, girls at school, buddies, team
members, Uncles, even strangers now and then. He referred to it as his
"asset" when the matter arose in conversation making everyone laugh at his
self joke.

The water was hot helping his shoulder muscles to relax. He lifted each leg
into the hot spray too.

"Hey" he turned to see the guy from the lobby.

"Oh didn't know you uh stayed here too" Dustin said his eyes darting to
where the guy's hand was on his own penis.

"Naw they let me use the shower" he replied

Dustin turned way, knowing if he kept watching the guy's hand his interest
would be seen in his own crotch growth.

"Here let me" the guy's hands were on his shoulders. Dustin didn't know
what to do, but the fingers were deep massaging his shoulders. It felt too
good to pull away.

"Its ok guys help other guys here" the voice in his ear was low enough so
others couldn't hear.

He let the fingers work his shoulders, arms and move to his back.

"God that's great" Dustin turned his head "uh thanks"

"Not through yet" the hands moved all over his skin. Dustin had seen the
guy holding soap and was now washing him.

Others in the shower seemed to ignore them. The hands moved over his
butt. Dustin almost pulled them away.

"It's ok just let me take care of you" the voice in his ear was soothing as
the fingers kneading his muscles, even his buttocks responded.

Thighs, calves and feet were next.

"Turn around" The voice said

"Can't" Dustin said knowing his erection would give away his response.

"It's ok I'll block their view"

Somehow that made sense and Dustin turned facing the naked guy and his own
erection.

"Just let me" he said moving his soapy hands to Dustin's neck, chest,
stomach and kneeling to do his thighs and legs. Dustin knew his hard cock
could be seen by the others. But he kept his own eyes down less he see them
watching.

The guy cupped his balls and stroked his cock.

"Gonna..." Dustin said and the guy stopped.

"Can't let that happen, not yet" he smiled and turned Dustin around like a
top.

His arms slid around Dustin now, his body moving against Dustin's back.

"Let it happen" the voice said again

Dustin felt the guys cock nestling between his buttocks.

"No we uh can't" Dustin said.

"It's ok, it's just you and me, arch your back it'll go easier"

Dustin didn't want to but he felt his body obeying the voice not his own
mind. The cock pierced him and moved upwards.

The arms held him tighter now.

Dustin kept his eyes closed making them invisible in his mind as the cock
pumped him. He let his body respond, rest in the thick arms and on the
invading cock.

"God you're hot" the voice said "I hope you're in a private room"

Dustin let his mind, still affected by the beer, just take over the
pleasure and moved his butt muscles on the thickness inside him. It had
been months since the last time he had sex.

All the others in the barracks, nearly naked or naked around him kept him
excited at night. A few attempts to relieve himself helped. Late nights
alone in the latrine too helped. But it wasn't the same as arms holding
him, hips thrusting into him and the feeling of another guy wanting to fill
his intestines with cock nectar.

He felt the hand on his cock begin to stroke him. He just let it all happen
as the guy advised until his body erupted and he knew the guy behind him
had done the same thing.

"Hot ass man" the guy said, letting his soapy hands wash Dustin's buns and
finger his cum drooling asshole.

"Thanks" Dustin said. He opened his eyes to see several others around
them. He realized one of them had jacked him, others were still jacking. He
reached and obliged. The guy who had fucked him knelt and took another cock
in his mouth.

They small group of water and cum dripping naked strangers continued and
eventually ended their desire to orgasm.

"Hey" the voice behind him was heard again as Dustin, now wrapped in a wet
towel headed toward his room.

"Too late for me to go home, can I crash with you?" He was smiling. The
slight beard made him sexy to Dustin the first time he saw him. He was
still naked, his body dripping water.

Dustin handed him the towel that had hidden his modesty. "Here, dry off"
Dustin stood naked in the dimly lit hallway.

Whispers from slightly open doorways made him aware they were on display.

"So what about bed?" the guy said finished drying his body.

"It's not a private room" Dustin said.

"Hell that doesn't matter and I'm not sleepy anyway" His hand lifted
Dustin's penis which immediately began to grow hard again. "I see you're
not either"

The room full of men saw them enter. Some sat up in their beds knowing what
was about to occur. Others watched from their bunks.

"Which one is yours?" the guy asked

"Here" A new voice was heard.  The figure hopped from a top bunk. "Let's
put these on the floor" he grabbed a mattress from the lower bunk,
presumably Dustin's and put it on the floor. Then he pulled his own down
next to it.

Others did much of the same until several mattresses provided a nest for
Dustin, the guy from the lobby and them for the hours ahead of orgasm that
would follow.

Dressed the next morning at the buffet, Dustin nodded and responded to the
greetings of the strangers who now knew him better. Smiles, jokes and the
usual butt pats told Dustin he'd come back to this YMCA during his next
weekend pass.

"See you" the guy hugged him as Dustin carried his weekend bag and headed
to the bus that would return him to the Army base two hours south of the
city.

"Yea I'll be back" Dustin smiled and the guy nodded smiling at the thought.