FUCKED AT SEA

     Although the following story is adapted from real life the
     names have been changed to protect the guilty.  It has always
     been my believe (and experience has proved me true) that the
     innocent are extremely capable of taking care of themselves.

     The events depicted in this story were the work of
     professionals, don't try this one at home.

     I had just completed three years in the National Guard and six
months of active service at Fort Leonardwood.  So at 19 I had all
the Army I could stand when I got a call from the draft board
telling me I was to report in sixty days for induction.

     I promptly went down and enlisted in the Navy.  Eight months
later I arrived at my ship in Pearl Harbor for sea duty.  Being a
farm boy who had never been on a boat longer than 10 feet or a body
of water more than 5 miles in diameter, I was both excited and
scared.

     Since I had graduated at the top of my class in ET School, I
got my pick of duty.  I figured at the time the best bet was to get
a small ship where I would be the only ET.  The fact that it was
also out of Pearl seemed to be a plus.

     Over the next three years we averaged 25 days at sea for every
5 days in port.  Back in those days you either stayed in the closet
or became a civilian -- but when you are a cocklover at sea with 80
horny sailors, well...............!

     Being the only ET on board and responsible for the operation
of the Radar, Sonar and all communications equipment, I was on 24
hour call.  This also meant I had no standard duty hours.  When I
wasn't doing preventive or corrective maintenance on the machines,
my time was my own.

     Also because I often worked overnight and needed to sleep
during the day, even though I was only a 2nd Class Petty Officer
(my rank in the National Guard carried over because I passed all
the Rating tests -- otherwise I would have been a Seaman), I had a
private cabin.

     I had been on the ship only two months and we were in our
sixth week at sea when the crew started getting horny.  Sex and
girls soon became the major topics of conversation in the mess hall
and on the fantail.  There was this one big sailor everybody called
'Tiny' who liked to sunbathe on the fantail.

     His nickname was the opposite of his size.  He was at least
six foot five and weighed in at 275.  He didn't have a lot of
bulging muscles and the layer of fat on his gut kept it from being
a washboard, but he wasn't really fat either.

     His broad shoulders and heavy arms looked soft until he put
them to work and then the muscles pumped up into huge biceps and a
great looking back.  His pecs were full enough to fill a bra, but
wouldn't ever need one and the small pink nipples were a sharp
contrast to his sun darkened skin.

     Fire red hair covered his head and made a trail from his pecs
down the middle of his stomach that always drew my eyes down from
his chest to the top of his shorts or dungarees.  My imagination
took me lower and from the bulge at his crotch, I knew there was
enough meat there to fill my hungry ass.

     When he laid on his stomach I could see a soft coating of red
hair covering his back.  To get as much tan as possible he always
pulled his dungarees down so the bulge of his cheeks created a
tunnel into his slacks that always had me salivating.

     He had a rugged but extremely handsome face.  The eyes always
looked a little startled, but their deep brown seemed to go on
forever.  His nose had been broken more than once, but fit his wide
face and full lips.  His lips were a darker pink than his nipples
and his active tongue kept them moist and begging to be kissed.

     We was a First Class Petty Officer and head of the Radio
Shack.  Since he was responsible for radio communications and it
was my job to keep his equipment working we became acquainted on my
first day.

     The first week all we talked about was the job, but then after
a while we began discussing personal things.  He loved to wrestle,
but said nobody on board the ship was big enough to make it
interesting for him.  I was (am) only 5 ft 6+ inches tall, but
having spent much of my youth on a farm, most of my 195 lbs was
muscle.  And I had done a little wrestling in High School.  So I
decided to challenge him to a match.

     I figured the worst that would happen would to be quickly
pinned.  No matter what happened I would get some chances to let my
hands and arms caress that body.

     When I told him I was also looking for a wrestling partner and
would like to take him on he just laughed.

     "That would take care of maybe five minutes, what should we do
the rest of the day?"

     It took me a while but I convinced him to try me out.  So we
stripped down to our shorts tied several mattresses together for a
mat and started a match on the fantail.

     Knowing I was totally outweighed and out reached I figured the
best thing I could do was get him unbalanced.  We quickly drew a
crowd (wrestling on the fantail was a common saturday afternoon
event) but the usual betting didn't take place because nobody would
put up any money on me.

     When the ref (we got a boatswain's mate to be referee) blew
his whistle, I dropped almost to my knees slide forward and with my
shoulder in his stomach and grabbing his ass with both hands I
lifted him into the air.  Then I quickly spun around in a circle
and dropped him on his back grabbing his legs high on the thighs I
drove my face into his groin.

     I was able to him up and pin his shoulders (I got to smell
deeply the musk of his cock and feel the heat on my face).  If we
hadn't had an audience I am sure I would have began working on his
cock with my mouth.

     Because he never expected me to get close to him he wasn't
ready when my shoulder drove the wind out of him.  By the time he
got his breathe back I had won the match (We had agreed to only one
fall because "I don't want to hurt you.").

     As we sat there the audience went applauding and calling for
a two out of three.  This time bets were being passed, not that I
would win, but how long I could hold out before he pinned me.

     The second fall went to him, but it took him almost 15 minutes
to finally get me into a hold I couldn't squirm out of prior to a
three count.

     We decided on one more fall to determine the winner.  I knew
I couldn't beat him fairly and I also knew that the trick I used
the first time would never work again, but I really wanted to win
this third fall, so....

     I was able to keep from being pinned using the same slippery
tactics as before, but it was only a matter of time before his size
got the better of me.  Then opportunity came.  My right hand was at
his groin and hidden from the crowd by our bodies and my lips were
close to his ear as he dropped me to the mat and fell on me.

     I grabbed his cock and began rubbing it with my hand while I
stuck my tongue into his ear.  I had done this in matches before
when I was over matched and the shock of the other person always
gave me the opportunity I needed to drive out their wind and pin
them.

     Tiny never even flinched.  Instead he held me and made it look
like he was trying to pin me, I knew better, so I just kept
massaging his growing cock.  After a few seconds of actual and a
long minute of subjective time Tiny whispered, 'If you suck it
later, I'll give you the fall.'

     I grunted a 'doit' as I slide my hand down his hot shaft and
cupped his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. Then I got my feet
under me, placed my shoulder under his arm pit and lifted with my
hands locked between his legs.

     Tiny gave a little push with his foot to help me and I over
adjusted and instead of dropping him on the mat I lifted him over
the railing and dropped him off the side of the ship.  Trying to
catch him I grabbed his ankle and his weight and momentum took me
with him.

     Someone moved fast enough to toss us a ring without a rope.

We swam to the ring and held on as we discussed our match.  Since
the ship was steaming at about 8 knots we figured we had about 15
minutes before they could drop the launch and come and get us.

     It was a warm day in the South Pacific and the water was cool
but not cold.  So we really weren't to worried about being in the
water.  Actually it felt kind of good, a lot better I figured than
it was going to feel trying to explain this to the Captain.

     Tiny didn't seem concerned about the captain.  He was much
more interested in finding out if I was just stroking his cock to
try to win the match or did I have other interests.

     The first thing he asked was, "Why in the hell did you throw
me in the water?"

     "It wasn't intentional.  I thought the side of the ship was in
the other direction.  Besides, if you hadn't pushed off with your
foot you wouldn't have cleared the railing, so don't lay it all on
me.  I tried to grab you."

     "What was that bit -- stroking my prick?"

     "I thought I could get you to drop your guard.  You are the
first person whoever just let me play with it."

     "Well, hell, it felt pretty good.  Why didn't you quit when
you saw it wasn't going to do you any good."

     "I guess I just liked the way it felt in my hand."

     We were holding the ring facing each other.  I was hanging on
by my right arm and he was hanging by his left.  He reached out and
circled my waist with his arm and pulled me toward him as he said,
"Before you play with my cock again, you're going to have to kiss
me."

     I lifted my head and his lips met mine.  I opened my mouth to
receive his hot tongue as his hand slide down my buttocks and his
finger found and massaged my rectum.

     With my left hand I reached into the waist of his shorts and
found his flaccid cock.  As he kissed and probed my mouth and
throat with his tongue and excited my ass with his finger, his cock
grew in my hand sending heat up my arm and into my groin where my
own cock soon filled with expectation.

     When he broke the kiss, I suggested that he hang on the ring
with both hands, because I wanted to suck on his cock.  He didn't
have to be asked twice and I slide under the water and down his
body.

     With both arms wrapped around his hips, I pulled his shorts
down with my teeth and then took the head of his cock between my
lips.

     I got a full mouth of sea water along with cock, it was piss
salty and tasted almost the same.  But soon the only thing in my
mouth was the hot head of his cock.

     With lips and tongue I was able to bring him to a full
explosive climax only going up for air five times.  On the five
descent, his legs wrapped around my head and the salty ocean taste
was improved by the bitter sweet ejaculation of semen.

     As I pulled his shorts back up around his hips and surfaced to
hang again from my right arm on the ring I could see the launch
approaching from the ship.

     When we got back to the ship the full crew was waiting for us
and the Captain and Exec were the first ones in line.

     The Exec didn't waste anytime.  I had just gotten both feet on
the deck and came to attention when he shouted, "What in the hell
happened!"  I tried to explain that we were wrestling on the
fantail, which is an allowed practice, "and in the excitement of
thinking I could beat this big oaf I got confused and threw him in
the wrong direction."

     The Captain quieted the Exec's next outburst with a quiet,
"That explains how he got in the water, what happened to you?"

     "Well, Sir, when I realized I was turned around I tried to
grab him and was pulled over with him."

     The Captain just stood there looking at us, I was sure we were
both going to come out of this with only Seaman stripes left.  But
he was an old Mustang Officer and I guess he understood the boredom
of sailor's at sea.  He said, very quietly, "I don't want anything
like this to happen again.  For the next two weeks you both are
confined to quarters except you are on duty.  Now go down to
sickbay and get checked out."

     On our way to sickbay Tiny said, "In two weeks we'll be in
Pearl.  I have a friend who owns a sailboat -- interested in doing
some real sailing."

     I said, "I've never sailed before."

     Tiny grinned and whispered, "And I've never kissed a man or
let a man suck my cock before."

     I said, "I wont' tell anyone if you don't."

     Tiny, "You got it, Doug."   And for the next two years I got
it as often as possible.  Tiny was the first on board ship to take
me as a secret lover, but he wasn't the only one -- the rest of the
stories will be cuming your way.