From: Sparta <None>
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Subject: repost: army [m/m]
Date: 10 Apr 1995 10:18:34 GMT
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finally got to a place in the woods where those in charge
decided we should settle down for the night, and we made camp.

   When the acting squad leader told us to 'buddy up' with
someone for each two-man tent, I found Tony standing next to me.
Since we were both in the same squad (a group of about a dozen
men), we slept in the same part of the barracks, used the same
showers and latrine, and were occasionally paired up for
exercise drills that required two men (like getting the DAMNED
poncho folded the first time!).  I had previously noticed how
Tony seemed especially quiet when he was near me, and how he
seemed to try to be around me as often as possible...

   Tony is a Southern boy, that is, he's from Georgia, with a
quaint accent  (this coming from a Native Californian), and had
a nicely tanned body, just short of six foot in height, somewhat
on the thin side, though well muscled.  He has nice green eyes
that seemed to sparkle, and a somewhat shy smile.  He was quite
cute.  Notice I didn't say anything about his hair... He didn't
have much, at least, not more than some blonde fuzz--we were in
the Army remember!  He  was about two years younger than myself,
and when we talked, he seemed to be especially interested in
where I was from and what I liked to do.  Yes, I noticed him,
but since there is no privacy in basic training, I never had a
chance to talk to him on any particularly personal level.

   I was both surprised and pleased when I found myself paired
up with Tony for the night...  I immediately started to
fantasize about the possibilities.  Not that I expected anything
to happen, not in the middle of an Army camp of all places, and
not with someone who was planning on joining the Army to be an
officer--then again, so was I, and that didn't stop me from
thinking about such things...  Luckily, we did not draw night
watch or anything else which might interrupt our sleep (or
whatever).

   When Tony and I finally got into the tent, after some night
time training, I was getting quite uptight.  It had been a
couple of weeks since I had a chance to jackoff, as there is NO
real privacy in the barracks.  I found the only chance to do it
was during the night-time 'fire watch', which I got only every
week and a half or so.  Yeah, I was quite horny, from being
around a lot of guys day after day, watching them take showers
and such, and NOT being able to jackoff with any decent
frequency.  I was ready for Tony, now if only he were ready for
me...?

   I found myself becoming shy when it finally came time to
crawl into my sleeping bag.  I ended up just saying goodnight,
and not suggesting anything... And I was really hardup.  In the
Army basic training, you do not get much sleep, so any chance
you get, you sleep.  So I started to fall asleep within minutes
after settling down.  Then I felt Tony move his bag closer to
mine.  A few minutes later I half-felt, half-heard, his bag's
zipper, as he slowly opened his bag.  I stayed silent.  Then,
when I started to think I had just imagined it, I felt his warm
fingers touch me on my chest.  He ran his fingers through the
hair on my chest--his was quite smooth--then they slowly moved
down my body.  I was not sure if he was aware I was awake, or
even cared.  He got to my belly button, which he circled, and
finally, to my pubic hair.  He stopped for a moment, probably a
bit surprised that I didn't have any underwear on; it was hot
that night, and I was horny, so I had pulled them down to my
ankles when I had first crawled into my bag.

   It was when he wrapped his hand around my erect cock that I
decided that I had better become a more active participant.  I
quietly asked him if he liked what he had found. 'Yes...  You're
sure horny, arn't you?  I just wanted to...  See what you felt
like.'  I decided to see how horny HE was, so I slowly leaned
across and very slowly--it was dark, remember--gave him a kiss
on the lips, rather hard.  He accepted it, and gave it back,
squeezing my cock as he did.  Yeah, I had a live one!

   Tony turned out to be quite horny...  After kissing some
more, still firmly grasping my cock, he quietly asked me to zip
open my bag.  After I had opened up the bag, thereby exposing
myself to him, Tony got onto his knees next to me.  I reached
between his legs and grabbed at his cock through his underwear.
He was hard also, and a bit longer than mine, though thinner.
While I was arranging my bag and checking him out, Tony was busy
rapidly stroking my hard-on.  'That feels good, Tony...  You'd
better slow down a bit, or else...', I said.  His reply was to
lay down  next to me, and begin licking my cock, from the base
to the tip.  I was VERY turned on, by this time...
Unfortunately, he had arranged himself so that I could not reach
his cock, so I placed my hands on his head instead.  By now, he
was sliding my dick in and out of his mouth, incidentally
sliding his fuzzy head along my chest and belly, exciting me
even further.

   'I'm about to come...  Do you want to...', I whispered in a
pant, trying not to be heard by anyone outside--wouldn't that be
an embarrassment!--but barely able to control my voice as the
feelings of pleasure overcame me.  Tony was willing to take it,
and kept going.  It only took a few more seconds until I shot my
wad, ejaculating for the first time in over a week. I was acting
out a fantasy, that of being with Tony like this, that I had not
expected to ever realize.  Tony readily swallowed my cum, and
continued to bob his head up and down on my cock, til I
indicated that I was through.  I just lay there a while, in the
after-glow of the orgasm.

   I heard Tony move away, and a bit later heard him rummage
through his equipment near the entrance of the tent.  I heard
the slosh of water...  He must have gone to his canteen, to wash
out the 'flavor' of the cum in his mouth... I didn't really
blame him!  I covered myself with the flap of my bag, and waited
for the next part...  But nothing happened.  Tony just finished
taking his drink and settled back into his bag and was silent.
I couldn't even hear him stroking himself, if that was what he
was doing.  After tapping my fingers on my bag silently for a
couple of minutes, with increasing frustration, I finally leaned
across and kissed him lightly on the ear, and whispered into it,
'That was great...  I thought you were horny also?'.
'What...?', he asked, seemingly  surprised.  'Wanna fuck me?', I
asked, trying to make it sound as nasty as I could, considering
that I was whisperig.  'Fuck you...  I'd thought...  Yeah, of
course!'

   I opened my bag again, as Tony got out of his.  He was still
quite hard, as my fondling of his crotch indicated.  'Off!', I
quietly demanded, somewhat unnecessarily...  He pulled it off.
I moved down and licked his cock, trying to get a lot of saliva
on it, to lubricate it.  I could tell that he was not too far
from orgasm, so I didn't prolong it.  I rolled onto my belly,
and he got on top of me, his legs between mine.  Then, he slowly
laid on top of me.  As he went down, I reached up and grasped
his wet cock and positioned it so that it would easily penetrate
my asshole.  Once he was down, and was partly inside me, he
began slowly pumping, thrusting himself into me, somewhat
slowly.  'I wont break, you know...!', I said, feeling turned on
again by the feel of his long prick sliding in and out of my
asshole.  He increased his pace rapidly.  I knew that this
wouldn't go on much longer as  he had been as hardup as I was,
so this opportunity for more than simple relief was to be
savored while it lasted...  It didn't last much longer.  Within
two minutes of insertion, I'd guess--I don't time these things
with a stopwatch!--Tony gave a final few hard thrusts then held
still.  I could actually feel his cock throbbing as he orgasmed
and shot his wad into me.  He continued to pump a few more
times, but slower, apparently getting the last traces of his
pent up sexual energies out of himself.

    He gently slide off my
back, and placed an arm around me, gave me a light kiss,
`Thank.'

   Weeks later, back at home, I received a letter from Tony.  In
it, he told me how he had had one girlfriend in high school, and
had successful sex with her, but never really felt complete
afterwards.  It turns out that I had broken in a virgin gay that
night, right in the middle of one of the most homophobic of
organizations, the U.S. Army.  Oh well...