Date: Fri, 16 Jan 2004 11:44:08 -0800
From: JH
Subject: FIRST and last

FIRST & LASTTIME -- 45

By

Anonymous

I had been in the Marines and in the South Pacific for over two years. I
had made three amphibious, combat landings, promoted to sergeant and was
aboard ship heading for my third invasion. Aboard troop transports I
always tried for a top bunk in the center section. The top bunk is close
to the air ducts and lights and no one above to puke on you. It was
always my habit aboard ship to take my shower after 2200 hours. The
water is usually fresh and warm and the shower room is not crowded.
After my shower I would put on my skivvies, get up on my bunk and try for
a couple of winks. I must explain that the center rack of bunks are
double, two rows side by side.

The bunk next to the one I was using was occupied by a young Marine; I
didn't pay any attention to him because he wasn't in my
platoon. I had seen him on deck and at muster but he was just another
young grunt ready to face the slaughter.

30 March' 45, 2200 hours and time for my shower. With the sweat
and grime of the day washed off I wrapped my towel around my waist,
headed for the troop compartment, climbed up on my bunk and wiggled into
my skivvies. I laid back, closed my eyes, wanting to get as much rest as
I could because the next day would be a busy one. All of our gear had to
be checked and ready to go over the side on Sunday the FIRST.

As I was laying there with my eyes closed thinking what all had to be
checked I felt something lightly moving across my stomach. I slowly
opened my eyes, and discovered that it was the hand of the Grunt on the
bunk next to mine. I was curious to learn just how far he intended to
go. The Marine Corps has strict rules about playing with someone's
cock. If you want a medical or bad conduct discharge just get caught
masturbating or playing with a cock that isn't yours.. Well, the
kid moved his hand down to my bush and played for awhile with the hair.
By this time I had sprung a first class hard on. He then, with thumb and
forefinger, gently slid my foreskin up and down. By all rights I should
have stopped him but it felt so good and I was enjoying it.. I was horny
as hell not having had any sex since leaving New Zealand, two years
before. I still feigned sleep to see just what he would do. He took a
hold of my cock just like it was his and jacked me off in earnest. When
I got that feeling I began to hump my hips and fuck his hand. I had to
do something to show my authority, I grabbed his hand about the time I
started to cum. I said, " Get some clothes on and follow me top
side."

He did, he followed me up the ladder to the deck. When I found a
secluded spot I put a hand on each shoulder and gave him a good shake. I
could do this because I was a twenty two year old sergeant and he was a
boot private. I said," Why in the hell did you do what you did?
You know I could run you up to the old man and they would kick your ass
out of the Corps. You know that you can't go around jacking people
off. Why did you do it?

 " I've been watching you and you remind me of my brother. My
brother is older then me and is a Marine. He is in the 3rd Division and
I haven't heard from him in over a month. I know they made the
landing on Iwo. The last time I saw him was when he came home for ten
days just before he shipped out. He's two years older then me. We
live in just a small house in Texas and we always slept together. We
shared the same bed all of my life till he enlisted. We always played
around with each others dick. He liked the way I did it. Your dick
looks just like his. You ain't cut like most of the guys.
I'll be careful and not get caught and please don't turn me
in."

 " Ok, be careful, we have only one more night on this tub and then
we hit the beach."

Back on my bunk I had one hell of a time trying to get some sleep. I
couldn't keep my hand off of my dick. At last the lights came on,
I could round up my squad and make sure our gear was squared away. It
was a busy day, several meetings with my platoon leader going over the
maps of the landing beach. At last it was time to hit the rack. I laid
on my back with eyes closed and at 2200 was totally rested and ready for
my last ship side shower.

I was the only one in the shower room and had a hard time not spending
all of my time washing my cock. I had one hell-of-a hard on and was
tempted to beat my meat but declined. When I finished I wrapped a towel
around my waist and crawled up onto my bunk without putting on my
skivvies just covering up my crotch with the towel. I closet my eyes and
prayed that I hadn't scared the kid and he would jack me off
again. I didn't give a damn if we did get caught. Just laying
there, thinking, I generated a hard on that a cat couldn't
scratch.

It wasn't long and I felt the kid's hand. He didn't
fool around with any foreplay, he went right to the base of my cock,
circled it with his thumb and finger, gave it squeeze, and before I knew
what was happening he had my dick in his mouth. I could feel him sucking
as he bobbed his head up and down. Bobbing his head slid my foreskin up
and down while he sucked and ran his tongue around the head. It felt
like he was socking my balls up thru my cock. I was just about over the
top and ready to cum. I did all I could to hold back but the pressure
was getting too great and I let go. When I did I pushed his head down
onto my dick and fucked his mouth. He kept sucking even after I had had
three spasms. He sucked till my dick was it's old flaccid self.
When he had sucked the life out of my dick and it fell out of his mouth,
he straighten up and whispered, " Thanks, Serge."

I just laid there out of breath like I was turned inside out. I must
have laid there about an hour when the lights came on and over the PA
system came, " Now hear this. All hands turn to. Breakfast is
being served for all troops going ashore. When finished with breakfast
report to your disembarkation station." I never saw the boot after
that announcement. I went over the side with my squad and hit the beach
with the third wave, Easter Sunday, 01 April, 1945.

We fought our way to the North end of the island and then turned around
to finish up the South half. I'll always remember 12 May, 1945, we
had just cleared the crest of the hill when there was an explosion in
front of me. I remember being knocked backwards and a corpsman giving me
a shot in the arm. Three days later I awoke aboard the hospital ship
with a Navy nurse saying, "You've had a nice long sleep. The
doctor will be in to see you."

A Navy doctor came by my bed and asked me how I felt and I told him that
my guts hurt. He said that they removed a lot of iron from my groin area
and that there wasn't anything that could be done about saving my
genitals. They had to be removed and a large part of my penis had to be
removed. The next week or two I would have to urinate thru a catheter.

As it is now, I have no balls and a nubbin to pee thru, it seems like I
swapped my balls and purple hard on for a Purple Heart; SEMPER FI.