Date: Tue, 7 Aug 2007 19:34:27 -0700
From: fbud4u@gmail.com
Subject: Army Seduction - Installment Number 1

This story is a pure work of fiction and bares no resemblance to reality.
This story deals with homosexuality; if you find this offensive, close your
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Army Seduction

It was the early 80s and I was 18 and had just graduated from High School
when I thought it would be a great idea to join the Army.  I had also
realized at a very young age that I was gay.  Maybe it was the thought of
being around all of those men in uniform that prompted me to join, or maybe
I was looking for something to do, who knows.  Knowing the Army's policy on
gays, of course, I kept my mouth shut during the enlistment process.
Besides I hadn't had a great deal of experience with gay sex anyway; what
the Army didn't know, wouldn't hurt them.

I was sent off to Basic Training and from there Advanced Individual
Training.  I had gotten through all of my training with no problems and was
now waiting at the airport in Columbia, SC so I could be shipped to my
permanent duty station, somewhere in the middle of Montana.  I stood five
foot seven and weighed 150 pounds and was in the best shape of my life by
the time I had finished all of my training.  I wasn?t the manly butch type
but certainly wasn't feminine in any way either, so the entire time I was
in training, I gave no reason for anyone to suspect that I was gay.  I had
just spent 12 weeks surrounded by men that were off limits and I was very
horny.

I had changed out of my dress uniform and had put on civilian clothes.
After all, I had been dropped off at the airport at nine that morning and
my flight wasn't until one that afternoon.  The drinking age in South
Carolina at that time was 18 so off to the bar I headed.  I had just sat
down at a table with my beer when I saw a man in dress uniform enter the
bar.  I watched very closely as he made his way to the bar.  He stood at
least six foot one; I guessed his weight to be 200 some pounds.  He was
pure muscle, large chest that turned into a tapered waist.  His dress
jacket hung down just far enough that I couldn?t check out his ass; but I
just imagined that it must also be a sight to see.  He was standing at the
bar waiting for his drink to be served when I got the idea to make my self
known.  I chugged the remainder of my beer, got up and walked over to where
he stood.  He was watching the TV behind the bar when I approached and as I
got closer to the bar, he turned to look in my direction.  He had the
greenest eyes I have ever seen, full lips, a cleft chin, and I could see
the clipped chest hair just peeking out of the top of his shirt.

I introduced myself and asked if he had just finished with his training or
if he was going somewhere else.  He explained that he had just finished
training and was waiting to catch a flight out to his permanent assignment,
somewhere in the middle of Montana.  I said, "Well, what a coincidence, I'm
also heading to Montana.  Are you on the 1300 flight to Helena?" I asked.
"Yes, Chuck, my name is Chuck Jones."  And he stuck out his hand to shake
mine.  I reached out, hoping he wouldn't see my hand shaking and said,
"James, James Reilly, nice to meet you Chuck."  "Pleasure James, say, would
you mind watching my gear?  I really need to get out of this uniform and
into some comfortable clothes.  Besides, our orders read, 'Due to the
classification of this assignment, travel in uniform is not authorized.'"
He said it so James Bond like, that we both cracked up laughing.  It was
then I noticed he had a beautiful smile, perfect white teeth, and a laugh
that was genuine, the kind that comes from the depths of the soul.  I also
noticed that I had a raging hard on and was hoping it wasn't too obvious.
"No problem, hey, I'm sitting right over there.  Let me grab your beer and
the rest of your gear, the bathroom is just a couple doors down the hall as
you head to our gate." I said.  "Great!  See ya in a few!" he replied and
off he went, taking his small duffle bag with him.

Within a few minutes, he emerged again.  He was wearing a dark blue crew
neck T-shirt that showed off his pecs and Levi's 501 button blue jeans.  I
couldn't help but stare as I saw him coming towards me.  He had the biggest
bulge in his jeans that I have ever seen.  I also noticed that his thighs
alone looked like tree trunks; he was definitely in beautiful shape.  He
came over, sat down and said, "Thanks for watching my stuff.  What MOS are
you?" he asked.  "71L - Administration.  And you, what MOS are you?" I
responded.  "76Y - Supply." he said.  We spent the remainder of our time
talking, getting to know one another.  He was from a small town in Southern
Illinois; he had played football and ran track in high school but wasn't
good enough to get a scholarship.  He had gone to work in construction
after he graduated but after a couple of years (I learned he was 21) of
putting up with that, he decided to do something different and decided the
Army would be the ticket.  I told him that I had grown up in a very
affluent neighborhood; my parents were top dog lawyers who were never home.
I was the third oldest out of four boys in the family; we had grown up with
a nanny for parents.  I didn't want to do the Ivy League college thing and
follow in my parent's footsteps like my two older brothers had done, so I
joined the Army.

We had had a couple of beers at this point and both of us were beginning to
feel the effects of the alcohol.  It had been 12 weeks since we had
anything to drink that contained alcohol and neither of us were big
drinkers anyway.  The announcement that our flight was boarding came over
the PA system.  I looked at my ticket and said, "I sitting in 36F, where
are you sitting at?" I asked.  "I'm in 36E, looks like we might be sitting
together." he said, and then winked at me.  I tried not to read too much
into that.  We soon boarded and found out that we were indeed sitting
together.  This wasn't a direct flight to Helena; we had to connect in
Chicago.  As we sat down and got comfortable we looked at our tickets once
more and realized we probably would be sitting together through the entire
flight.  I beamed inside at the thought that I'd get to be next to him for
the next however many hours the flights were.

After we had taken off and had been flying for about an hour, I asked him,
"Do you know anything about where we're being stationed at?  I asked after
I got my assignment orders and the only thing my Drill Sergeant would tell
me was that it was classified." I said.  "Yeah, I got the same response
from mine too.  He also told me that my Top Secret had come through.  Did
you know we had Top Secret security clearances?" Chuck asked.  "No, I
didn't, but it makes sense." I replied.  We both seemed to run out of
things to say at this point and soon I dozed off to sleep off the buzz I
had gotten from the beer.  I was awaken by a gentle nudge from Chuck, odd
thing about the nudge was it was against my hip, not the normal place a
straight man would nudge another man; at least that was what I rationalized
anyway.  "Hey, we're landing in Chicago.  Wake up." Chuck said.  I opened
my eyes, stretched and yawned.  "Man, I must have really been out of it!" I
said.  "You were and you were snoring a little bit." Chuck giggeled.  I
instantly turned bright red and stumbled on my apologies.  It wasn't long
before we were off the airplane and boarding another, smaller airplane and
taking off to Helena.  We arrived in Helena and as we were entering the
airport terminal, two gentlemen in civilian clothes approached us. "Are you
Privates Reilly and Jones?" he asked.  We both looked at each other, then
back at them and in unison replied, "Yes."  "I'm Colonel Jackson and this
is Corporal Jamison.  Please come with us." he said.  "Sir, we still need
to get our luggage from baggage claim." Chuck said. "It's all taken care
of, follow us please." the Colonel replied, with a rather short tone in his
voice.  Shrugging we both followed the Colonel.  We were soon escorted out
of the airport and into a van; in which the windows had been tinted so dark
that it was impossible to see anyone in the van.  "Right this way Privates.
Watch your step and watch your head." said the Corporal.  We entered the
van, the Colonel closed the side door behind us and entered on the
passenger side at the front of the van.  The Corporal started the engine
and we began to leave the airport.  Nothing more was said to us and both
Chuck and I were beginning to feel a little uncomfortable with the
situation we were now in.  The Colonel soon swiveled his chair around so
that he was facing us.  "Gentlemen." he said.  "The briefing you are about
to receive is classified Top Secret."  The Colonel then handed us each two
forms to read through and sign.  These were security briefing forms,
telling us that we were not to discuss with anyone anything that we would
see under the penalty of death, etc., etc., etc."  Chuck and I both read
and signed the forms and gave them back to the Colonel.  "We have a two
hour drive to reach the base." the Colonel said.  "Now, please sit back,
relax and pay attention as you are about to receive your briefing."

Over the course of the next two hours we were to learn that our base didn't
really exist.  The mission of our base was two fold; one was to serve as a
listening post, monitoring sattelite coverage of the Russian Army's
movements and two, we were one of the many sites that housed the ICBM
Missiles.  We also learned that our base was an all male base and because
of the mission, was considered a hardship assignment.  Hardship assignments
normally lasted for about 18 months; ours was to be for 36 months.  We
arrived at our base and we pulled into what appeared to be a garage
attached to a house.  In fact, as we were able to look around, it appeared
that there was a little town here.  After we pulled into the garage and the
door had shut, we soon realized that we were on an elevator and were
heading down.  We soon arrived at our designated floor (we would learn
there were four of them) and we were ushered to another small room and left
there.  "What the hell?" Chuck asked.  "Man, what did we get ourselves
into?" I asked.  "I don't know, but three years?  Under ground?" Chuck said
more than asked.  "Yeah - and what about the fact there ain't no pussy!" I
threw in, trying to sound straight.  Chuck didn't say anything, but just
stared at me, a puzzeled look on his face.  The door opened and in walked a
Sergeant First Class.  We started to stand at the position of parade rest,
as we had been taught when an NCO entered the room, but instead he told us
to sit down and relax.  His name was Sergeant First Class Ronald Perry and
he would be our supervisor.  I was to be assigned to the Orderly Room of
the Military Police detachment that was there and Chuck would be assigned
to the Arms Room, both were in the same building.  We also learned that
we'd be roommates.  Each person shared a room with another soldier but had
their own private bathrooms.  We were told that the 3rd floor was the
recreational floor; there they had a couple of pool tables, a small
theatre, some arcade games and the All Ranks club was also on the 3rd
floor.  It wasn't much to stave off boredom, but it was something anyway.
We were given our room assignments, handed our keys, and issued our linen
and pillows and were dismissed for the rest of the evening.  We were to
report to SFC Perry at 0800 the following morning.

Chuck and I found our room and when we walked in, discovered that our
luggage had already been placed in our room.  We began the process of
unpacking and getting settled in.  It was about ten at night when Chuck
yawned and said, "Man am I beat!  I think I'm going to take a shower and
call it a night."  "Good idea," I said, "I'm right behind you."  Chuck
stood up and began undressing; I tried not to stare as he removed his
T-shirt and revealed a beautifully sculpted chest covered in a fine dusting
of dark brown hair.  The hair continued down his abs and disappeared into
the waist band of his jeans.  My mouth began to water as I looked at his
chest and wondered what it would be like to run my hands through his hair
and suck on his dime sized nipples.  Next he removed his jeans, as he
stood, I let out a small gasp.  The bulge in his briefs revealed the
outline of two very large balls and one very thick dick.  I immediately got
hard and hurriedly sat down to try and hide my erection.  Chuck stood
there, twisting his trunk from side to side trying to loosen his back
muscles.  Then he raised his arms over his head and started leaning from
side to side.  Each time he turned and each time he twisted I got a
different view of his package.  I also began to notice, or at least I
thought I noticed, that his dick looked like it was starting to get
thicker, as if he was putting on a show for me on purpose.  I couldn't help
but stare, I'd never seen a man that was as beautiful as Chuck was.  He
soon turned his back to me and slid off his briefs.  His ass was just as
perfect as the rest of him and as he bent over to take his briefs off, his
ass cheeks spread just enough that I could see the pink pucker of his hole.
I could feel the precum just running down the front of my own briefs.  I
was praying that it wasn't soaking through my jeans.  Chuck stood up,
grabbed his towel and headed off for the shower.

I sat there, panting and thinking to myself, "Oh Lord am I in trouble.
Three years of this and I can't even touch it!"  I stood up, looked down
and sure enough, I had soaked through my underwear and a very large very
noticeable spot had appeared in the crotch of my jeans. I quickly shucked
my own clothes, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist and then
threw my underwear and jeans into my laundry bag.  I heard the shower turn
off and within a few minutes Chuck opened the bathroom door and stepped
into the room.  He was using his towel to dry his hair and was completely
nude.  I soaked in the sight of his body.  I ran my eyes over the wet curly
hair on his chest, down his stomach and right into his crotch.  His dick
appeared to be semi-hard; I guessed his dick size to be around eight
inches, but where it might have lacked for in length, it made up for in
thickness with a plum sized head.  As I gazed and drooled over his dick, I
thought I saw some pre-cum leaking out of it.  I blinked several times and
thought that it couldn't be.  "My turn!" I said, a little louder than I
should have and with a great deal of shakiness in my voice and I
practically ran past him and into the bathroom, slamming the door shut
behind me.  "Phew!" I thought.  I reached into the shower, turned on the
water and stepped in, closing the glass door behind me.  I stood facing the
wall, eyes closed, just letting the warm water run over my head and down my
back.  The heat was soothing and felt good on my tired muscles.  I couldn't
get the vision of Chuck's nude body out of my mind and it wasn't long
before I had sprung another hard on.  I am certainly not huge in the cock
department but am not small either.  Average would be a fair assessment or
party size as I liked to call it.  I opened my eyes and started looking
down at my hard cock when my eyes froze.  There, on the wall, underneath
the water faucets was streaks of cum.  "Oh my God!" I thought.  "He
freaking jacked off in here and didn't even clean it up!  But did he do
that on purpose or what?" I thought.  I stared at the cum as it was making
a slow decent down the wall.  I didn't even think twice, I leaned down,
stuck out my tongue and began licking it up off the wall.  His cum was the
sweetest tasting cum; not bitter or salty as some; just sweet.  Just as I
was licking the last of his cum off the wall, I shot my own load, without
even touching my dick.  I sprayed cum all over the shower and all over me;
I had just released 12 weeks worth of cum.  After I calmed down, I started
washing myself, getting rid of any evidence that he and I both had cum, in
the shower that night.  I turned the water off, stepped out of the shower
and began drying myself off.  I opened the bathroom door to find that Chuck
had turned off the lights, with the exception of the table lamp next to my
bed.  I glanced over to his bed and stopped dead in my tracks.  Chuck was
laying on his stomach, the sheets pulled down to just below his ass and he
was completely nude.  I instantly sprung another boner, even though I had
just cum a few minutes ago.  Chuck appeared to be asleep so I turned the
bathroom light off and quietly made my way to my bed.  I crawled in, turned
off the light and lay there, trying to will my hardon away.

Since we were underground, there were no windows in our rooms.  To
synthesize daylight and twilight, lights were set up in the wall to
simulate sunrise, sunset, the light of a full moon, etc.  It just so
happened that the synthetic lights were displaying full moon, I looked over
at Chuck and he was also displaying a full moon.  I rolled over onto my
side so I could look at him but also hide my erection.  I could hear Chuck
breathing; it was the deep breathing that indicates sleep.  As I layed
there, watching him under the simulated moonlight, he rolled over onto his
back.  I quickly shut my eyes, feigning sleep, just in case he might have
woken up.  I waited a few mintues and slowly opened my eyes.  I could see
the rise and fall of his chest and I just stared; again wondering what it
would be like to run my fingers through the hair on his chest, or lick and
suck on his nipples.  I let my eyes wander down to his crotch area.  His
dick was laying back against his stomach.  I laid there, licking my lips as
I imagined placing his hard cock in my mouth, licking the tip of his dick,
tasting the sweet pre cum that oozed out of the slit, licking down the
shaft of his cock to his balls and taking each one into my mouth, lightly
sucking on them.  As I fantasized this, I noticed that his hips had began
to slowly thrust up, as though he was fucking someone.  I also noticed that
his cock had gotten completely hard and was now pulsing up off his stomach.
I knew I had to get a closer look at this so I slowly and quietly slid out
of my bed and crawled across the carpet to his bed.  I waited a few
minutes, trying to guage if he was still asleep.  I soon lifted myself up
so that I was now on my knees, I was so close to him now that I just knew
he had to feel the heat of my body.  I watched his dick, continuing to
pulse up and down off his stomach, and I watched as he began to grind and
thrust his hips a little harder.  I had thrust my hand into my shorts and
was scooping up my own pre-cum and bringing it to my mouth and sucking it
off my fingers.  I heard Chuck moan softly and without warning, his dick
lifted up and began shooting cum all over his chest and stomach.

Before I knew it, I had stood up, leaned over Chuck and had placed his
still erupting dick into my own mouth.  Not even thinking about waking him
up and the possibility of him kicking my ass, I grabbed his dick and began
milking his cock of the last drops of cum. "Did you enjoy that?" Chuck
asked.  I froze, my hand still wrapped around the base of his cock, the
head of his dick still in my mouth.  "It's OK, I did that for your benefit.
Just like the present I left you in the shower.  I knew you were gay the
minute I met you." Chuck said.  I spit his dick out, snapped my head around
to face him and said, "You did?  But how?  I KNOW I don't come off as being
obvious!"  "No, you don't, but you certainly do when you're checking a guy
out.  You're eyes have been all over me since we first met.  And when I
stripped for my shower?  I heard you gasp, I saw the wet spot in your
jeans!" Chuck said.  "I'm so embarrassed.  Chuck, I'm so sorry, I couldn't,
I mean, you were there asleep or I thought you were asleep and I just." I
stuttered and stammered, tears beginning to well up in my eyes.  I just
knew I'd blown it; not ONLY was Chuck not gay, but I was going to lose what
appeared to be the start of great friendship and now, quite possibly be
tossed out of the Army.  Chuck sat up a little, grabbed my face with both
hands and turned my head so that I was looking at him.  I stared into those
beautiful green eyes; I had now began to sob uncontrollably.
"Shhh.. You're going to wake everyone up in the barracks.  I told you it
was OK because I've been wanting you since I met you." Chuck said.  Before
I could say anything, he leaned down began to kiss me, his tongue gently
sliding between my lips.  I began to kiss him back, my hands exploring his
face, feeling the days growth of beard.  Chuck pulled me into his arms,
lifted me up off the floor and laid us both back down so that I was laying
on top of him.  He did this without us ever breaking our kiss.  Laying on
top of him, I could feel his hard cock begin to poke between my legs, the
head rubbing up against my balls.  I pulled away from his mouth and moved
down to his chest.  I rubbed my face against the soft hair and I could feel
his dick beginning to press into my own rose bud.  I had never been fucked
by a man; had given a few blow jobs and hand jobs, but had never felt
anyone inside me.  I started nibbling on his left nipple and while I was
nibbling on his nipple, he moved his hands down and across my back.  He
grabbed both of my ass cheeks and spread them apart.  This placed the head
of his dick right on my hole.  I gasped at the feeling, it felt so good
there was no way I could possibly describe it.  "Have you ever been
fucked?" Chuck asked.  I shook my head no, refusing to give up chewing on
his nipple.  "Would you like to try with me?  I'd love it if you gave me
your cherry." Chuck said.  I let go of his nipple, moved back up and shoved
my tongue back into his mouth.  I pulled away after a few minutes of
kissing and said, "Yes, if it feels half as good as it already does, YES!"
"Well, it won't feel that good at the very start, it's gonna be painful,
but I promise, I'll go slow." Chuck said.  "Well what if I straddle you?
You know, sit down on it, that way I can take as much as I want?" I asked.
"That would work, but now we need to get your ass ready.  Turn around and
sit on my face, bitch.  I wanna eat that ass of yours until you're begging
for my cock!" Chuck said.  Without another word, I swung around so that my
ass was right over his face.  He darted his tongue out and began to lick
around my hole, occassionally running it across the entrance.  The feeling
was exquisite, nothing I had ever felt compared to this.  "Lean foward and
suck my cock while I eat your ass." Chuck commanded.  I obliged, sucking
his cock all the way down to the base in the first swoop.  His cock flexed
in my throat and I could feel the pre cum being to slide down my throat.
He started thrusting his hips up, fucking my mouth.  He had stopped licking
around my hole and was now darting his tongue in and out of my hole.  He
then reached around and wiped the pre cum I was pouring out off my dick and
smeared it on my hole.  I soon felt a finger begin to rub and gently press
itself into my hole.  I pulled off his cock and practically screamed at the
pleasure this gave me.  My cock jerked once, then twice, on the third jerk,
I began spraying us both with cum.  "Yeah baby, that's it, oh yeah, fucking
unload that cock!  Look at that, I made you cum and I haven't even entered
you yet, oh yeah.  Fucking shoot that dick baby, shoot it!" Chuck yelled.
He then started scooping up my cum and smearing that into my ass.  He'd
take turns, first smearing my ass with it then licking it off his fingers.
He inserted his middle finger in my ass and began to slowly finger fuck me
with it.  I moaned, my cock jerked, shooting more cum out.  Soon he had
added a second finger, I was now moaning and riding his fingers begging him
to fuck me.  I felt a third finger enter me and I rode his fingers harder
and faster.  "If this was what a woman experienced when a man entered her,"
I thought, "then I'm gonna love having his cock in me."  I turned around so
that I was now facing Chuck again.  I shoved my tongue back into his mouth,
we began kissing, our tongues fighting for each others mouth.  Chuck
reached down, grabbed his cock, and put it right against my hole.  Still
kissing, I slowly began to sit down on it.  Chuck pulled away from kissing
me and said, "Easy baby, go easy."  My eyes were closed as I continued to
slowly take more and more of his cock in.  It wasn't painful at all; it was
pure ectasy.  I continued to sit down on his cock.  "Oh yeah baby, you've
got almost all of it in.  How does it feel baby?  You doing OK?, Chuck
asked.  All I could was moan as I finished taking the last of his cock.  I
could feel his the hair in his bush tickling my backside.  I stayed like
that for a few minutes, just enjoying the felling, a feeling of fullness,
of sheer joy, bliss and pleasure.  I slowly began moving my ass in a
circular motion.  I had no idea what had possessed me to do that, I just
did it. Chuck moaned his satisfaction.  I then began riding his cock,
slowly at first, sliding all the way up until just the tip of his dick was
at the entrance to my hole, then sliding back down again.  "Oh..Oh..Oh
yeah...ride my cock.  Oh you're so tight!" Chuck kept saying.  "Oh yeah,
you're cock feels so good in my ass.  I want you to fuck me Chuck; fuck me
hard goddamnit!  Tear my ass up with that cock of yours!" I screamed.
Chuck flipped us over, his dick never leaving my ass, and had now thrown my
legs over his shoulders and began pounding into me.  This of course, had
put my ass at a different angle so I was able to take more of his cock.  I
could the head of his cock sliding over my prostrate; causing pre cum to
just pour out of my cock.  "Oh yeah, oh God that feels so good. Oh fuck me
Chuck, fuck me!" I kept moaning.  Chuck leaned down and began to kiss me,
hip legs and hips began to shake and I could tell he was close to cumming
again.  Chuck stopped kissing me and began to nibble on my ear lobe.  "Oh
yeah baby, so fucking tight, I'm so close baby, so close" Chuck was softly
saying in my ear.  "Yeah baby, c'mon, shoot it, let me feel your cum shoot
in my ass.  I want you to fill me up with your cum baby!" I said in his
ear.  "Yeah, gonna fucking cum in your ass, gonna shoot my load so far up
your ass you'll be tasting my cum for a week." Chuck said back.

Well, that did it for me.  He no sooner had said I'd be tasting his cum for
a week when my cock began shooting.  We could feel the cum shooting up
between our stomachs, soon coating both of us.  Chuck groaned, arched his
back, groaned again and started shooting his cum.  I could each and every
time he shot.  I couldn't believe how much Chuck was cumming, he soon
pulled out moved up my chest and shot the last of his cum in my mouth.  He
collapsed on top of me; both of us panting and sweating like we had just
ran the New York Marathon.  We laid that like, running our hands all over
each other, kissing each other, licking the cum off each others chest for
what seemed like hours.  Chuck rolled off of me and onto his back.  I
rolled over so that I was curled up next to him, my head on his chest, my
fingers playing with the remnants of cum that was on his stomach.  "Chuck"
I said.  "Yeah baby?" he replied.  "That was so freaking hot!  Was it like
that for you the first time?" I asked.  "I don't know," Chuck said, "I'm a
virgin too!"  And with that, I looked into his eyes, grinned, winked, and
moved my way down to start licking his hole.  "Relax baby, it might hurt a
little at first." I said.

The end.

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