Date: Mon, 05 Jan 2004 13:26:29 -0700
From: Greg Young <afgreg@hotmail.com>
Subject: Air Force Memoires 3

Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don't
have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST!!!

This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If
Homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not
continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy, but
you proceed at your own risk.

This is a story of the 1950's, and as such the characters are not bound by
the usual dictates of modern society, as sex was fairly safe between males
at that time. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken today with impunity
only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your
right to play safely, sanely and healthily.

For obvious reasons the names have been changed, and also the chronology
has been shortened in order to tighten the story up.

I wish to dedicate this to Garth Wells, my mentor, without him this story
would never have been written.  He is a great writer himself and has given
me encouragement and help all through this, my first attempt at writing.  I
also want to acknowledge Pete Brown and Bill Smith whose stories have given
me so much pleasure.

I hope that you will find the following worthwhile.

Air Force Memories 3

The weather had turned rather warm and the ventilation in the half barrack
building my bunk was in did not have the best ventilation.  These building
only had windows up high and door with flaps, which could be lowered with
screens on them.  I had all the windows open and the flaps down, but still
as the buildings were of steel construction, with no insulation, they got
rather warm fast.

Because of this I was awake when my hot water was brought, I quickly did my
morning ablutions, dressed, ate and began my day.

At 0930 was on the flight line and Capt. Bishop took my to the ROKAF supply
to get me two flight suits.

They had some lightweight ones of nylon that I liked but Bishop said "Stay
with the cotton, these new ones have a tendency, if one crashes and there
is a fire not to burn, but to melt onto the body, and that would be hell on
ones cock and balls?"  With that admonition I picked up two cotton, tried
them on and we then were off for my first lesson.

Bishop took me over to the plane I would be training in, went over all the
aspects of it, then pulled out a check list and we made a pre-flight check.
He decided to take a short hop, so I had to go back and don a flight suit.
When I returned and was in the plane he got the ok to go, so started the
plane, taxied to the runway and we took off.  We flew out over the strait
between Japan and Korea and over the islands and back, he had me take the
controls for a while as he taught me how to keep the plane level and which
instruments to watch.  It was an exhilarating for me to say the least.

We landed all too soon, and I was back doing my assignments.

After dinner, I asked Chris to come with me, as I wanted to use the
gymnastic equipment.  As it was still quite warm we both changed into just
athletic shorts and tee shirts; even so we were really sweating by the time
we reached the door to the gymnastic area.

When we entered I re-locked the door and checked to see that the other door
was locked, then since my tee shirt and shorts were damp, took them off and
just wore my jockey shorts to exercise in.  After doing floor exercises,
and some work on the balance bar, decided to do some ring work and then
quit for the day.  Asked Chris to come over and help lift me as I jumped
for the rings, which he did, adding a small fillip by jerking my jockeys
down as he took his hands from my waist.  "Bastard" I shouted, "what are
you doing?"

He replied nothing, he just liked to see my cock and balls flop around as I
did work on the rings, especially on the "iron cross" and some of the other
positions.  Not much I could do so worked out for about 15 minutes did a
big swing and dismounted.  Chris was right there behind me, grabbed and
started blowing in my ear.  Sometime he had removed his tee and while he
held me he pushed his shorts and underwear down and I could feel his cock
against my ass, and it was beginning to get hard.  He reached down and
fondled my balls and cock as he began kissing my ear and neck, and then
used his other hand to work my tits.

I was soon moaning in pleasure and the next thing I new he had turned me
around and pushed my down so my mouth was right at his rampant cock.  What
could I do, I opened my mouth stuck out my tongue and gently lapped the
head of his cock and then began to lick his balls and shaft, he grabbed my
head and pushed his cock into my mouth, and gradually with in and out
motions got it to my throat, without realizing it, I deep throated him, and
did not know it until my mouth could go no further.  He fucked my mouth for
a while, then slowly pulled out, knelt down and pushed me down as he began
licking my nipples, then his tongue dove into my belly button, caressed my
cock and balls and worked his way back to the winking hole in my ass, he
ate and kissed this for a while and when I was moaning and groaning from
pleasure he brought his steel hard cock to me and pushed in, there was some
slight discomfort, which amazed me as we had used no lubrication, he began
to slowly pump in and out until he had me pushing back against him and
threshing about on the floor making pleasurable sounds.  Then he turned
brutal and really began fucking me hard slapping his pelvis against my ass,
he rolled and pinched my tits until they were sore and then placing his
mouth down he bit one and then the other, the next thing I knew he was
pressing in me as far as could go and was cuming, his face contorted above
me and my cock spewed out its own jizz spattering us both.  He collapsed on
me, and instead of pulling out, he began working his cock again, and soon I
could feel it harden within me.  This time he took his time and used all
kinds of different strokes in and out of my ass until he once again had me
groaning with pleasure, after what seemed forever he came again, and this
time withdrew from me.  Laying side by side the stroked and caressed each
other's bodies as we came down from the sexual high we had been on.

There was a shower connected to the gym area, which we used to clean up,
even though the water was more cold than warm, at least it got the remnants
of our passion off our bodies.  Dressing we made our way back to the
compound.  It still being hot, we were once again soaked with sweat by the
time we got there.

Grabbing towels we went down to the showers, stripped and went in to wash,
we were late enough that the showers were empty, so we turned on two side
by side and proceeded to clean ourselves and each other.

We shaved, wrapped our towels around us and went back to our respective
areas, planning on meeting in the club after we dressed.

The next few days were the same pattern, work, flight training, gymnastic
work, and sex with Chris and learning to adjust to the hot humid weather.
One suggestion many of us followed was not to wear tight underwear as it
seemed to collect the sweat where it was snug on the body, since that is
all we had we dispensed with wearing undershorts at all, just tee shirts,
and let it all hang free when we were in our khakis and fatigues.  I have
to admit when I wore the gabardine trousers I wore shorts, and vowed to get
some boxers as soon as possible.

The general returned just before the weekend, and we saw him on Friday
night, he had some things to go over with us, had us read and correct some
memo's and letters he was going to send out and then called his aide to
bring us some tea.

Knowing what would probably happen, Chris had brought his bottle of baby
oil over to where I was just before we left to go up to the generals.  He
lowered his pants, and giving me the oil, bent over and told me to put in
his hole and give a good squeeze to get him well lubricated.  After doing
this he had me take a finger and push it up his chute to spread the oil
around, then wiping my finger and his ass.  He dressed and did the same to
me.  Said it would make things easier and he would show me how to do it
alone before he left.

While waiting for the tea the general took off his tie began to unbutton
his shirt and with a look at us indicated we should do the same.  Soon all
three of us were naked awaiting the tea.  When the aide brought the tea in
he also was naked.  This aide had a good muscled body, was short about
5'5", but had a very respectable cock and two good sized balls, I noticed
that he had a leather band around his cock and balls which seemed to lift
them out and up.

The general told me to bend over and suck the aides cock, as I did so he
had Chris rim my ass, and then suck him prior to entering me.  Was glad
Chris had thought of the oil as there was nothing gentle in the generals
entrance into my body, there was still pain, but any sounds I might have
made were stifled by having my mouth stuffed with cock.

There was a world of difference between the way Chris had fucked me and the
way the general was doing it, with Chris it had gotten to be mutually
pleasurable, but the way the general went at it was more like pain and
humiliation.  As he fucked the general reached around and grabbed my tits,
pulling them out as far as he could, rubbing them between a thumb and
finger, and pinching them, until it was hard for me to stop moaning.  I
guess my moans excited the aide as he really began to fuck my mouth without
any consideration of where his cock was hitting or if I could breathe, so
was gulping in air whenever I could as he even had my nose mashed down into
his pubic hair.

Finally they both came, the general had Chris clean off his and the aides
cock with his mouth, and then said we will go to the gym.

Naked we walked down, and he opened the door and said "I have a surprise
for you."  Standing in the room was a very nice looking middle-aged man,
about 5'7", muscular 150 lbs, and wearing just a jock strap, which bulged,
out well in front.  "Greg" said the general "meet your coach/trainer, this
Song e Bong, or Song-San." "He will be here each day at 1900 and will stay
until 2100 waiting for you.  He will stay as long as you need him when you
do come."  I turned to Song-San and holding me arms straight down, bowed to
him and told him I pleased to met him and hoped I would be a worthy pupil.
The general smiled with pleasure at me, and Song looked happy with my
response and asked me to do some work on each piece of equipment after
showing him some floor exercises.

I still felt a little unforgettable doing all this naked and vowed to wear
a jock when I was working out in the future.  I did about 5 minutes worth
of floor exercises, moved to the balance bar, and did a few moves,
including a back somersault, then on to the pommel horse, and did my cock
and balls bounce as I did maneuvers here.  Had only done a little with the
parallel bars, Song-San came over to help lift me up and he managed to
brush his hand across my cock as he moved away after the lift, he did the
same thing on the high/low bars and really got a good feel when he helped
me up to the rings.  He seemed pleased with the movements I went through
and he and the general jabbered away in Korean for a while.  The general
said I could now show my appreciation to Song-San, by sucking him off while
he fucked me again, and that Chris could now take turns rimming the general
and Song.  Song had a much thicker cock than I had ever had before and
really stretched my mouth.  He was gentle in his motions and took his time
getting it in, and I was pleased he did not try to push it down my throat.
He got a steady pace and I was able to lick him with my tongue on many of
his in and out movements.  When he came I thought it would never end, I
swallowed and swallowed and still it came, finally he pulled out, and then
the general told Chris to take his place and really fuck my mouth, while he
finished fucking my ass.  I was using all my ass muscles to try and help
him, but to no avail.  Chris knew I was used to his cock so he proceeded to
deep throat me and enjoyed it when my tongue slipped over his glans.  He
gave the appearance of a rough face fuck, but was really quite gentle.  The
general was pumping in and out, his pelvis hitting my ass and he went back
to pulling on my tits again, to my great relief he finally came, brought
his cock around and pulling Chris from me made me clean it of cum and ass
juices.

Leaving Song-San we returned to the office, where we dressed and the
general said he would be gone for the weekend, and would see us on Monday.

We trudged back to the compound, my ass aching, and the rubbing of my shirt
on my tits causing great discomfort.  Grabbing towels we headed for the
showers, fortunately they were empty, and we were able to shower in peach
using much very hot water and cleaning every part of our bodies.  Chris had
me bend over as he gently washed and tried to soothe my ass, and was
careful around my nipples.  Wrapping towels around us, after shaving, we
returned to our bunks.  Chris said "Don't get dressed until I come over", I
sat on my bed and waited, when he came he had some ointment which he gently
rubbed into and around my sore nipples and also around the ass, he left the
tube with me, and left me to dress, saying he would see me in the club
later.

The next morning found me painting on a building.  Lt. Col. Sheffield did
not believe in too much idle time.  He had one group building stone pillars
for the entrance into the compound.  First they went out and gathered the
rocks, when enough had been hauled in to start, he split the group into two
parts.  One group did the construction while the other got more rock, to
keep it even they traded every other week.  Others including the officers
were put to work painting the buildings.  I was working on the officer's
billet and was on a slope, they had put a plant across two barrels which
allowed us to reach up to the roof, because of the layout of the land the
plant extended way over one barrel.  It worked ok as long as the other
painter stayed on the plank, and if getting off gave the one hanging in
space time to get back over the barrel.

Unfortunately I had been paired with the asshole Barringer, who thought he
was better than anyone and could not see why he had to do such manual work.
We had been working for about an hour, when without any warning he said "to
hell with this" and jumped off the board, well me being hanging in space
the board tipped up and I went flying with the paint down onto the ground.
Naturally it made a noise and some painting the building across from us
looked over and saw what had happened.  The asshole did not even come over
to see if I was hurt but just stalked off.  Several others came to my aid,
and other than having the wind knocked out of me, I had been able to
somersault off as the board flipped and so only got a few bruises.
Sheffield heard about it came to see if I was all right and was livid over
the incident.  I don't know what he said to Barringer, but relations
between the captain and myself remained rather strained as long as we both
were there.  It also, affected his relationship with the other officers and
made him more of an ass than he already was.

That afternoon I got a chance to go to ChinJu, and took it.  The ride in
the jeep was bumpy and rough as the roads were just dirt with some rock,
not graded and full of ruts and holes.  As I said ChinJu was only 12 miles
away but it took us almost 45 minutes to get there.  About half way there
we had to go through a pass where the road was between two mountains, the
Korean army had flag boys stationed here and you had to watch for them, if
they waved their flag you could go ahead if they held it still it meant go
back.  Also, each way alerted the nest man that a vehicle was coming.  The
reason for this was the guerilla activity in the area.

ChinJu had been a pretty good sized town, and the main town of the area,
but the war had passed through it twice and there was much destruction, and
people were living among the ruins of the buildings.  There was some
rebuilding going on, but not much.  We did some shopping, I got a pair of
rubber boots, which I had been told would come in handy when the monsoon
season hit, and some straw mats go on the floor.

On the way out we drove by the remains of ChinJu castle and stopped at a
shrine by the Nam River.  Non-gae Shrine, which was built to commemorate a
happening in the late 15th century.  Non-gae was a kisaeng (female
entertainer) who was forced to entertain a victorious Japanese general when
Japan invaded Korea. Her patron had been a Korean military official who had
lost his life in the battle for ChinJu.  During the banquet Non-gae lured
the general to the cliffs between the banquet pavilion and the Nam River.
Throwing her arms around the general she forced him over the edge, dragging
him down to the river.  She is the most famous heroine in classical Korean
history.  Looking at the shrine, supposedly built where the
assassination-suicide took place it was hard to imagine.  Either the river
was much higher and the general was too drunk to swim, or falling on the
rocks below killed them. The shrine was shabby because of the war, but it
was apparent that it had been kept in good repair since being built.  Maybe
the Koreans like the Japanese rebuild their shrines every so many years,
keeping the same style, just replacing the worn and weathered wood.

Leaving ChinJu we drove the bumpy dusty road back to our base, arriving in
time for diner.

I waited awhile before showering as wanted to let most of the others get
theirs over with, mainly because I just wanted to stand under the hot water
and let it soothe my aches.

While standing under the steaming water I heard a voice ask, "Want some
company?"  Looking through the steam I could see it was the airman I had
seen my first morning there.  He was just as handsome now as then, I said
"Sure".  He came in and introduced himself as staff sergeant Tony Michaels,
I told him I was 2nd Lt. Greg Young and he said, "I know, welcome to the
AirForceAdvisoryGroup".  I found out he was the one who made sure the
planes were in good working order and that the Koreans knew how to keep
them that way.

He came in took a shower next to me and as I was soaping down, exclaimed:
"Hey, you have got a big bruise on your back from you fall this morning,
let me see if I can massage it for you."  With that he moved over and
gently for such a big man began to massage and area just above my left
buttock, next thing I knew he was kneading my buttocks and stroking his
hand down my ass crack, and one hand snaked under me to cup my balls. "Oh,
Lt. I have been waiting for this he said as he turned me around and began
to kiss me.

I was in shock, this was an airman, and it was beginning to look as if we
would be having sexual relations.

Just then I heard "What is going on?' and turning saw Chris standing in the
doorway, he turned and locked the outside door, and coming in the shower
room said "See you have met Tony the tiger, be good to him and he will be
good to you."  Chris walked over gave Tony a kiss and fondled his cock with
one hand and played with his ass with the other.  Chris said that Tony
would try and watch out for me after he left, and that he and Tony had been
lovers for sometime and that Tony knew what went on with General Park, and
was discreet and no one would ever find out from him what was going on.
With that he told Tony to bend over and suck his cock while he told me to
fuck Tony up the ass.  Tony had a talented ass, and used his ass muscles in
a way I had not encountered before; decided he would have to teach me his
tricks.  His anal canal was soft as velvet and warm as my cock slid in and
out, soon he was bucking his hips back causing his ass to hit my pelvic
region hard, Chris was pumping his cock fast in and out of Tony's mouth and
we both exploded at the same time.  Tony was hard as steel and had not yet
cum, Chris asked him how he wanted to get off, and he looked at me, saying,
"Can I fuck you doggy style?"  Nodding my head I got down on my hands and
knees and the next thing I knew there was this tongue licking my ass and
coming to rest on the hole as he kissed and sucked it, getting me ready for
his big cock.  He placed the head at my opening and gently pushed it in,
slowly entering until I could feel his pubic hair on my ass.  He began a
slow fuck in and out that was beginning to drive me crazy.  I shouted "Fuck
me for Christ's sake, really give it to me."  He then speeded up and gave
me a hard and satisfying fuck.

Finally we all stood up, finished our showers, and first Tony left then in
a little while after shaving Chris and I walked back to our bunks.

After spending some time at the club, I decided it was time for sleep so
left and went to my bunk, stripped and fell on top of the sheets, as it was
too warm for covers.  This made me wonder how I would sleep when I was
moved in with the others, surely they did not all sleep nude on top of the
sheets.  Sometime during the night being rolled over and a cock entering my
ass awakened me.  I heard Chris say, "Just had to have somemore of you as
will not be able to for too much longer."  With sensuous strokes he worked
his cock in and out of me, then pulling out said "Turn over, I want to see
your face, and be able to kiss you."  Turning over on my back he got
between my legs and I threw them over his back drawing him close as he
entered me again, and leaned down to kiss me as our tongues battled for
supremacy in each others mouths.

One hand, held him up as the other teased and pulled at my nipples, I could
feel myself getting hard and before I knew it exploded, part of the jizz
hitting his face, with one last deep stroke he came within me, and
softening pulled out and presented his cock to me to clean.  We licked the
cum off of each other and giving me another kiss he departed.

I lay there thinking, what had happened to me.  In such a short time I had
changed from a person who thought the only way to have sex was with a
woman, now I found myself enjoying having sex with men, and in one case
even looking forward to it.  It was only when there was an element of rape
and cruelty that I did not like it.  I slowly drifted off to sleep thinking
of the very satisfying episodes with Chris and Tony this evening/night.