Date: Tue, 4 Oct 2016 11:11:05 +0000 (UTC)
From: Roland Deschain <rdr1235813@yahoo.com>
Subject: Army Life Part 1: First Time

Army Life Part 1: First Time
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All the usual disclaimers apply here. If you are under the age of 18, or
reading materials that cover consensual gay sex are illegal where you are,
please do not ready any further.

The following stories are a blend of reality and fantasy. I am an actual
Army officer who has been around hot guys all my life. So indulge me while
I take a few liberties with where I had hoped a few situations might have
gone.

I had a pretty good idea that I was gay from early on in my life. My gaze
would always linger on guys more than I would check out girls. As I went
through high school, it became even more apparent that there was something
going on with me that wasn't "normal." More and more, thoughts of my
classmates dominated my jerk off sessions. Nifty and the growing internet
definitely helped me to imagine what it would be like. I never acted on it
though. I dated girls and even got a few blow jobs, but otherwise never
sought to try it out with a guy.

I thought this would be the case as I made the transition to college. I
applied for and was accepted to the United States Military Academy in West
Point, New York. I love my country and wanted to do what I could to serve
it and her people. I can't say if being interested in guys had anything to
do with it, so let's just chalk that up to a fringe benefit! The first day
there, as a room full of fit, good looking guys from across the
U.S. stripped down to change into jocks, I knew that I made a good choice.

Since I was just starting out my life, and being in the depths of DADT, I
was terrified to try anything with a classmate, more to the point I had no
idea how I would even initiate anything. I was pretty much resigned to
checking guys out in the shower and using the internet to help get my rocks
off.  And there was plenty of eye candy to help that along!

Going to school there helped to add a lot of structure to my life. I am
5'8, blond hair, blue eyes. I entered school there weighing 145lbs, but
built up to 160 due to a workout regimen and good eating.

It was the summer after my second year that I was selected to go on an
internship with an Army unit. Basically, I would go and learn what an
officer did for four or five weeks with actual soldiers. I was lucky enough
to go to a unit in Germany, and the training was intense. After it was
done, a buddy and I had arranged to spend a week of leave exploring Bavaria
and getting to know more of the culture and partake of some exceptional
German beer!

Walt was the same age as my, and was roughly the same height and weight. He
had blond hair and light blue eyes, and a strong jaw line. He also had the
most infectious, good-natured smile. We had had several classes together
and hung out at a few social events, so it was lucky that we were doing our
internship overseas at the same time. We met up in Munich and quickly got
caught up on what we had been doing for the last few weeks. The plan was
for us to stay in a hostel while we checked out the city and surrounding
area. We walked around the gardens, took in an outdoor concert, and
definitely had our fill of beer.

After a few days there, I noticed that there was a Turkish bath nearby. I
suggested that we go and check it out, probably relax as well. I had never
been to one before, but I should have guessed that it was full nudity
throughout. This wasn't a big deal for us, since we were both in our prime
and had been around naked guys before. It wasn't until we got to a steam
room that I thought to check him out. He was very smooth all over, with
pale skin, which only seemed to highlight his trim musculature. His ass in
particular was very pert and tight, and I quickly had to think of weapons
specifications and engineering problems to keep from popping wood right
there.

When we finally sat down on a bench across from each other, and he leaned
back and closed his eyes. I used this opportunity to look at his cock. He
was cut, and I thought that it looked to be about 3 inches soft, with
enormous balls propping them up. Seriously, I had seen a lot of guys in the
shower, but Walt's testicles looked to be the largest that I had ever laid
eyes on. He only had the slightest wist of pubic hair around his package,
so seeing him stretched out, reclining back in the sauna, I could take in
how hot he was. I shook my head, memorized every detail of his body, closed
my eyes, and rocked back.

It must have only been a few minutes of soaking in the steam when I cracked
my eye open. Walt was sitting up a little, and it looked like he was
staring at my dick. One hand was across his stomach, while the other was
slightly tracing up and down his penis. He didn't notice that I had an eye
slightly open. I could tell that his breathing had picked up, and he had
plumped up a little. I couldn't believe this! While today this would give
me the green light to work on a guy, back then I had no idea what the next
step should be. Do I open my eyes? Do I "adjust" myself and put on a show?
Do I confront him? I never got to act on it though, as the door opened and
an older German couple (yes, man and woman), entered the steam room. I
opened my eyes and sat up, Walt quickly covered up and stood up to leave.

After we left the room, I remarked, "It was probably about time to leave
anyway, your face is pretty red!"

"Yeah," he replied, with a little bit of a nervous shake to his voice, "I
probably need to get hydrated before we head out tonight."

We rinsed off in the shower there and headed back to our room to get ready
to go out for dinner that night. We ended up at a small, but crowded
bar. After a few beers (plus the ones for dinner), we both had a good buzz
going. The noise in the bar forced us to stand pretty close to each other
so we could talk. With the beer and how close we were, I could feel the
tension building between us. It started innocently enough, with good
natured back slaps and a hand on the shoulders. We had to get close to
speak, almost directly into the others' ear, which would inevitably lead to
cheeks touching. Every time that happened, it would send an electric shock
down my body.

My dick was rock hard, straining the fabric of my jeans. I could tell Walt
was pretty keyed up as well, nervously shifting back and forth on his
feet. It seemed that we were both looking for something to happen, but too
nervous to make the first move. Finally, someone bumped into him, causing
him to spill his beer on my shirt and bringing him right up to me. He
grabbed a napkin, profusely apologizing, and started to dab on my
chest. The clown behind him bumped him again trying to get at the bar and
Walt was pushed up against me, our chests touching, our crotches forced up
against each other, and his face about an inch away. We stood there staring
into each other's' eyes, our hot breath being felt against our cheeks, and
the beer starting to soak into his shirt as well.

"I guess we had better go get cleaned up," he said in a low voice, without
breaking eye contact."

My knees felt weak, I could barely speak. "Yeah," I managed.

I quickly threw a handful of marks on the bar and moved to the exit. The
hostel was about 3 blocks away, and we damned near sprinted to our
room. After some fumbling with the key, I managed to get the door open,
hustled us inside, and then locked it behind us.

We stood there about an inch apart; it was as if we were back in the bar,
picking up where we left off. I placed my hand on his arm.

"You want to do this?" I asked, as if I were in a dream.

"Since we first met, I think," he replied.

"I've never been with a guy before," I said sheepishly. I didn't want to
screw this us. I could probably have made do with what I had seen on
pornos, but actually being with a guy was entirely new. "Actually, I
haven't been with anyone before."

"Me neither," Walt said. His hand touched my face. "I guess that we get to
figure this out together."

I grabbed his waist with my free arm and pulled him into me. I guess that
is the Army way, right? When in doubt, attack! I was like a damn had broken
between us. Our lips crushed into each other, his hand on the back of my
head pulling me into him. I move my other arm around him, squeezing his
torso into me. God, his body was amazing. One hand wandered down to his
ass. I probably could have cum right then when I finally got to squeeze
that tight ass. In his jeans, it only made it sexier.

I could feel his cock pressing through the material against me. My tongue
pressed through his lips and entered his mouth, exploring everything
there. I began unbuttoning my shirt, he started to pull his out of his
pants. It was a mad scramble to start shedding clothing, interrupted by
kisses and gropes. Finally, we were just in our underwear, my boxers and
his briefs. My cock was tenting the boxers, while his was snaked up against
his body. It looked amazing, fully hard at 7 inches. I dropped to my knees
and scooted over to him, hooking my thumbs on the waistband and pulling
them down.

His dick sprang out of his briefs and hit my cheek, leaving a wet streak. I
laughed out loud and could hear him giggle. As I grabbed him by the base
and then cupped his balls, I could feel his hands on my head, ruffling my
hair and caressing the side of my face. It had bee awhile since I had last
gotten a BJ, so I just started to lick his head. I got an immediate
response from him, a quick inhale followed by a low groan. I worked up some
spit and then popped the head in my mouth. He wasn't too thick, but I was
scared about scraping my teeth on his shaft. I only took in a few inches,
working my tongue along the shaft and paying attention to his head. One
hand kept working those big balls, while the other reached around to
massage his cheeks.

Walt was groaning and leaking precum into my mouth. His body was twitching
and swaying from what I was doing. I looked up and his eyes were closed,
his mouth open, and one hand was rubbing his chest. He breathing started to
increase, and he stopped and pulled out of my mouth.

"I'm getting close, man. Damn, that feels so good," he said. He then pulled
me up and planted his lips on my mouth, which was sloppy with spit and
precum. "My turn."

He pushed me over to my bed and lifted up my hips while he pulled down my
boxers. I had leaked all over the front and could actually hear a splat
when he threw them across the room. He wrapped his hand around my thick 6.5
cut cock and just looked at it. He coaxed a large drop of precum out of the
shaft, and used his thumb to spread it around the head, sending a shiver
across my body.

Walt licked his broad tongue up my shaft and then twirled it around the
head. His hot, wet mouth worked on my dick, sucking and licking with
enthusiasm. I sat up a little and saw his gorgeous face, which I thought
earlier looked so innocent, consumed by lust. He was attacking my dick with
vigor, his hands snaking underneath my body to grab at my ass as he bobbed
up and down. There were a few instances of teeth grating up against me, but
what would you expect from a horny 20-year old?

He pulled off and kept stroking my shaft, moving down to my balls. Walt
turned that big tongue to rolling each one around, gently tugging on
it. God it felt so good. I let out a moan to give him my approval. He took
it as a license to move a step further. With one hand stroking me and his
mouth working on my balls, the other hand lifted up my left leg, exposing
my ass.

I felt him spit on my ass followed by a finger rubbing at the entrance to
my ass. I hesitate, and Walt senses my apprehension.

"Is everything okay?" he asked.

"Yeah...it's just that I haven't even played with my ass before. I don't
know how it will feel."

Walt smiled. "It's alright. I have done a little exploring before; I think
I know how to make this feel okay."

"Shit, we don't have any lubricant or anything, do we?" I said.

He paused, "I might have something that can work." He skittered into the
bathroom, that amazing ass flexing and bouncing as he went. I kept stroking
my dick while I heard him rustling around. He came back in with a bottle of
lotion, his dick still glistening with my spit and leaking precum. I pulled
him down on top of me on the bed, pushing my tongue into his mouth. We
grinded for awhile, our cocks rubbing together, legs intertwined. I wanted
him so badly, and signaled this when I wrapped my legs around his chest.

My ass now exposed to his cock, I could feel his dick rubbing up against my
hole, precum making it slick and slippery. We stopped kissing briefly as he
opened the bottle of lotion and put a big dollop on his fingers. The lotion
felt cool against my ass as he started to work it in. I took a deep breath
as he pushed a finger just past the entrance. There was a little pain, but
a lot of pressure. Walt kept pushing farther and farther in, taking his
finger out to put more lotion on. He eventually pushed it all the way in
before adding a second finger.

I was sweating by this point. The pain was balanced by the sheer desire I
had for him, letting me push beyond the point that I might have otherwise
turned back.

"You think you are ready, bud?" he said.

I gave him a tense grin. "Just give me that cock!"

He came off me and grabbed my hips, flipping me over onto my hands and
knees. I spread my legs out and grabbed a pillow for my chest. Walt kept
working my ass, getting more lotion in there. Eventually, he hit "the
spot," causing me to let out a groan. Sensing my reaction, Walt stopped
briefly, before launching a mini-assault on my prostate. I was quite
literally writhing from the sensation, grinding my ass back onto his
fingers.

"Do it!" I gruffly commanded. I was done with the foreplay and wanted to
feel him inside me.

I heard him let out a little giggle and could feel the shifting weight
behind me. He placed a hand on my waist to steady himself, and I soon felt
his head on my hole. It was at that point I thought about condoms. I
quickly figured that since this was both our first times, we could let that
slide.

And slide he did. My thoughts were interrupted by the intense pain of
feeling his head breach my hole. I grimaced while trying to accommodate his
cock, forcing myself to relax. Walt began mini-thrusts, pushing more and
more in. I had to get him to stop a few times and put more lotion on, but
eventually I felt those huge balls slapping up against my ass. He pumped me
a few more times, and the pain slowly gave way to pleasure.

I couldn't believe how good it felt. Feeling his cock inside me, sawing
through my hole, while his strong hands gripped my waist. Walt started to
pick up the pace and I could hear his breathing increase. At that moment I
looked to my right, and what I saw almost made me cum right there. On the
wall across the room was a mirror that, even in the low light, I could
perfectly see Walt attacking my ass. His firm butt flexed with each thrust,
and I could see the sweat building on his back.

"C'mon, man. Fuck me!" I encouraged him

"Ugh! Your ass is so tight, bud. It's squeezing my cock like you wouldn't
believe."

I reached down and started jerking my cock. It didn't take long before I
was shooting my load onto the sheets.

"Oh fuck, man. What did you do?" I heard him cry, followed by a loud
moan. He paused from fucking me and I felt my ass get very warm. I shot one
more rope of cum from knowing that he just dumped his load in me. We
collapsed on the bed, his weight pressing me down into my own cum, while I
felt him shrink and fall out of me.

"That was incredible," he said, slowly kissing my neck. I rolled under him
onto my back and we made out until we passed out from exhaustion. I was
awoken the next morning by the shower. I padded over to the bathroom and
took in a nice luxurious piss. Walt peeked from behind the shower curtain
and gestured for me to come inside. We kissed under the hot spray, while I
started to play with his ass. He started moaning and rubbing back against
my finger, so I had an idea.

I turned him around and bent him over, exposing that beautiful ass and
tight pucker. I had seen videos of rimming before, so decided to go all in
on what I thought was the perfect specimen. I slowly lapped at his hole,
massaging the cheeks and pushing my tongue into him. An ass this fine
deserved to be treated to the best that I could offer. Walt was groaning
and pushing back on me. I guess that I was hitting the right spots!

I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the lotion while he turned off the
water. I lathered up and began to work a finger (or three!) into his
ass. Soon he was panting and begging to be filled, so I
obliged. Remembering how he treated me the previous night, I took it easy
on him. I guess he was just as horny to bottom, because he was soon pushing
back on me.

"Is this what it felt like for you?" he asked.

"Probably better," I said, "You are a bit longer than me."

"Yeah, but you are thicker. I feel totally stretched out. Ugh. Push it in!"

Walt was really getting into it. I could feel his ass clamping down on my
dick as I railed him. He started jerking his cock and in about twenty
seconds was spraying the wall of the shower. I could feel the intensity in
his ass as it tightened down on me. Walt let out something between a moan
and a gurgle, and seeing that handsome upturned face in a moment of ecstasy
pushed me over the edge. I shot my load into his ass, feeling it course
back down on my dick as I kept fucking him. I slowed and then stopped,
feeling Walt start to go weak in the knees. I moved him over to the edge of
the shower-tub and sat him down. He winced slightly, but didn't say
anything; it looked like he couldn't even speak.

I got a towel and started to dry the both of us off. I walked Walt over to
his bed and crawled in with him. He flipped over to where his back was
against me and scooted back, letting me spoon him. We ended up passing out
for another few hours before waking up to hunger pangs. Thus began the
struggle over the next day between naked play time and basic human needs.

We fucked several more times over that trip before flying back to the
U.S. on separate planes. I didn't see Walt the rest of the summer, so had
to wait until school started again before we could talk (email was still
spotty in those days and cell phones pretty non-existent).

We were great friends and fuck buddies for the last two years at the
Academy. We managed to get away about once a month to New York or a local
park, and a few times we took the risk of hooking up at school, either in
the barracks or one of the academic buildings. Walt preferred to bottom,
and I was ready to oblige him.

After graduation, we had one more series of flings at our Basic Officer
Course at Fort Knox (more to follow on that), but got stationed at opposite
ends of the country. Then the Iraq war picked up and we saw very little. He
eventually got married (it's what is expected of officers, after all) and
settled down, but we have a reunion coming soon, so I will have to reach
out to see if he is up to revisit some old times!

Next Up: Officer Basic Course