Date: Wed, 18 Jun 2003 14:59:30 -0400
From: John Smith <madeithome@hotmail.com>
Subject: Military Encounters #5; Encounter in Japan Part One

     For those of you who have been following my stories, I hope they are
not too hoaky. I've tried to use locations where I was actually stationed
during my military career. I want to make it clear that These stories are
purely fiction. Unless specified differently, the events never happened and
, with a few exceptions, the characters don't exist. Some of my characters
are based on guys I actually knew (And May Have Even Fantasized about).
However, I have absolutely no reason to suspect they are now, or were ever
gay, bi, or ever even thought about sex with another guy.

     I actually joined the Air Force at seventeen years old. I had to
produce a letter from my Mom giving permission to join. I spent eight years
enlisted, reaching the rank of E-5 (Staff Sergeant). I had taken courses at
night and accumulated over two years of college credit. I got out of service
to finish the last two years of college full time.

     Upon graduation, I took the Officer Qualification Exam and was accepted
for Officer Training School in San Antonio, Texas. I spent the next twelve
years as a pilot. So far, my stories have been set during the time I was a
commissioned officer.I thought I would change pace a little and submit a
couple of stories dealing with my enlisted time.

     As a reminder, this story contains detailed descriptions of sex between
guys of varying ages. If you are offended by this type story, please do not
read it. Otherwise, hope you enjoy it.

Military Encounters #5; Encounter in Japan Part One

     The year was 1958. My name is Daniel Sands. I had enlisted in the Air
Force at seventeen. I have always been rather small for my age. Back then I
stood about 5' 7" and weighed 142 lbs. I had dark brown hair and blue eyes.

     I had just finished basic training at Lackland Air Force Base, and had
been assigned to Supply service. After tech School at Amarillo AFB, Texas, I
received my second stripe. I was now an Airman Second class. *(Back then one
stripe was Airman Third Class. Three stripes was Airman First class. In
today's Air Force, Airman Third Class has been done away with. Now three
stripes and you are referred to as "Sergeant"). I was assigned to Johnson
AFB Japan, along with three other guys I had known since basic.

     I was excited to be going to a foreign land with such a different
culture from my own. No one else in my family had ever been overseas...well,
except for a couple of uncles who fought in WWII.

     We were given train tickets to San Francisco, where we were packed onto
a commercial airliner-a four engine prop plane-for the 28 hour flight to
Japan, with refueling stops at Hawaii and Wake Island. We were exhausted by
the time we finally arrived.

     Room assignments were given out. I ended up in a room with one of the
guys I had come over with, and another guy I had never met. My friend was
named Joey Sinclair. He was 18, 5' 9" and 175 lbs, black hair and grey eyes.
The stranger introduced himself as Mike Baker. He was just under 6' but
weighed only about 145 lbs. He had blonde hair and the palest blue eyes I
had ever seen.

     I had seen Joey naked many times in the showers during basic and at
tech school. He had a lot of body hair on his chest arms and legs. His dick
was uncut and he was hung pretty impressively. He had been a football player
in high school and had the typical muscular structure of a jock. He was also
very, very straight...to the point of being homophobic. We had very little
in common.

     Mike, on the other hand, had a slim, non-athletic body. He had very
little body hair, except for under his arms and a small but thick patch over
his cut cock. It hung down about 4" flaccid. I felt a strange attraction to
him and hoped to get to know him better.

     Johnson AFB was located near Tokyo. It was one of three bases that
formed a triangle around the city, the other two being Tachikawa And Yokota
AFBs. Johnson's primary aircraft was the twin jet B57, a version of the
British Canberra medium bomber.

     I would be working in Base Supply, which was responsible for keeping
the bombers in flying condition at all times. Our Base Supply Officer was a
Full Colonel named Keller...'Keller the Yeller' to the rest of us
underlings. He was known for outrage if there was ANY problem concerning
parts for his precious airplanes.

     We basically worked 7:30 to 4:30 Monday thru Friday. We were required
to wear our Class A uniforms, meaning Kakhis with tucked in tie in summer,
blues in winter, although we were allowed to remove our coats while in the
building.

     When I first arrived, I was assigned the menial task on posting change
notices to the numerous volumes of supply catalogs. I hated the job. It was
boring and I longed for something more challenging.
Joey was assigned to the inventory section, so he spent his workday in the
warehouse.

     Mike was assigned to the Priority Section. It was responsible for
making sure an aircraft NEVER went into what was known as 'AOCP' (Aircraft
Out Of Commission for Parts)...In other words grounded. Johnson's Priority
Section held the Far East record for days with no AOCP's. There were only
six people in the section; A young Second Lieutenant in charge, one Tech
Sergeant, and four Airmen, one of which was Mike.

     I envied him. This section was the pride of Base Supply and was a
coveted position. Each of the four Airmen were hand picked by Tsgt Bowers
and Lt McCord. The only way to get IN, was for somebody to get
transfered...Or DIE, so the scuttlebutt said. I did notice Mike worked quite
a bit of overtime. Two or three times a week he didn't get back to the room
until after seven o'clock. However, he didn't seem to mind.

     The first two months went by slowly for me, since I was so unhappy with
my job. Mike sensed my frustration and tried to cheer me up. We became
buddies, going to the Airman's club together, taking weekend passes to
Tokyo, etc.

     He was very intelligent and was taking off-duty classes thru the Base
Education Office, working toward getting his college degree someday. He
planned on making the Air Force a career and wanted to be an officer.

     Actually, Mike was eventually responsible for my own future. He was the
one who talked me into going to the Base Education Officer and getting
enrolled in off duty classes. I wanted to fly, and because of this start, I
would eventually get my degree, qualify for Officer Training School, and
then be accepted for Pilot Training. However, that's getting ahead of this
story.

     Joey became a little jealous of the close friendship between Mike and
me. I think he felt left out. He began putting us down, especially Mike. I
guess he directed his anger more toward Mike, because he had known me since
basic.

     He looked for any excuse to harass Mike. I tried to get him to lay off,
but he just got worse as time went on. It finally came to a showdown when he
called Mike a 'lousy fag'. Mike recoiled like he had been slugged.

     I had had enough. I got in Joey's face, even though he outweighed me by
almost forty pounds. He probably could have kicked my ass, but I think he
was surprised at the fury in my voice. I told him in no uncertain terms to
lay off. I suggested it might be a good idea if he asked for a different
room assignment.

     He left the room mumbling about a "couple of fuckin' queers". At least
he didn't use THAT terminology when he asked the Squadron First Sergeant for
a different room. Mike and I were called into the office about the change,
but apparently Joey had told the First Sergeant that he wanted to be put
with some of the other guys he worked with in the warehouse.

     "I heard you three had a falling out" Sgt Reynolds confronted us
"Anything more to it?"

     "No Sergeant"  I answered. "Airman Sinclair didn't like the fact that
our night classes interfered with his sleep. It just finally got a little
out of hand."

     That seemed to satisfy the First Sergeant. He told us we probably
wouldn't be getting another roommate as long as the barracks had enough
other rooms. He was giving us a break, since he knew we were serious about
our studies and hadn't caused him any trouble.

     "Thanks for the support Danny!" Mike said as we left the office. I'm
glad to get rid of that guy anyway. I'm also glad we'll have the room to
ourselves!"

     I looked at him, wondering what he meant by that.

     Mike must have realized how it sounded too, and quickly added "Uhh...I
mean...It'll m..make studying together a lot easier...n..not having to worry
about disturbing anybody!"

     He seemed to be a little embarrassed by his words. I wondered if there
was something behind his shyness. Oh, well...I enjoyed being around Mike and
to be honest, I didn't find the idea of something more intimate with him
that bad.

     After about four months, Mike came into the room excited, yelling
"Guess what Danny?"

     "What? What's with you buddy...You got a terminal wedgie or somethin?"
I asked amused at his impatience.

     "Woodson just got orders. He's being transferred to Yokota!" He
exclaimed. Airman First Class Woodson was one of those who worked in Mike's
section.

     "So? Good for him" I said going back to the magazine I was reading.

     "No No you idiot! That means there's an opening in the Priority
Section! I put in a good word for you to Sgt Miller, our NCOIC. I told him
how you and I were roommates and were both taking night classes and
everything. He said he would talk to Lt McCord. I think there's a good
chance you're IN!"

     "No shit?" I yelled jumping out of bed. "You really think there's a
chance they'll pick me?"

     "Well, Lt McCord kinda likes me" Mike said blushing. "He spends a lot
of time sorta taking me under his wing and trying to teach me
everything...about the job. I think he'll give some thought to my
recommendation."

     I grabbed Mike around the waist and picked him up bodily "You're the
greatest, Buddy. I owe you big time!"

     We laughed and hugged each other, jumping around the room.

     Out of breath, we stopped. We were still hugging each other. Our
laughing stopped and we stood there in the sudden silence, as if just
becoming aware of the closeness of our bodies.

     Mike got this strange look in his eyes and, without warning, leaned
close and pressed his lips to mine!

     I was shocked by his sudden act and just froze.

     Mike jerked his lips away and backed out of my arms. "Oh God
Danny...I...I'm...S...So Sorry! I don't know what made me do that! Please
forgive me. He was almost in tears.

     I finally regained my senses. "Hey...Buddy! It's OK...Really...It was
just the excitement! Don't worry about it!"

     Actually I wasn't all that turned off by what had just happened. I had
felt for some time there was more between us than just friendship. We had
never discussed it, but I had noticed subtle signs from Mike that he sensed
it too.

     We sat down on one of the bunks. Mike was beside himself with shame. I
tried to comfort him.

     "Mike...It's OK.  I think we both know something like that was bound to
happen. It was just a matter of time."

     He looked at me with tears still in his eyes. "Y...You mean that Danny?
I thought it was just me that felt this way about you. You never acted like
you felt the same."

     "I guess I was scared of what I was feeling" I confessed "Have you
ever...You know...Done anything...Like that with...Another...Guy?'

      He looked down at his feet before answering softly
"Uhh...Well...Yeah...A few times." He looked at me and asked
"H...Have...YOU? Have you ever...?

     "Just the same kinda things most kids do...Jerk-offs with a
buddy...That sorta stuff."

     I thought a minute then added "Actually...There was this ONE time...I
had just got out of basic and went downtown on a pass. I missed the last bus
and didn't have enough money with me for a taxi back to the base."

     "What happened?" Mike asked.

     "Well, I decided I had no choice but to wait until the busses started
running the next morning. I was sitting on a bench in the little park in
front of The Alamo, dozing off and on. Anyway, this guy drove by then came
around the block and stopped."

     "What happened then?"

     "He asked me what I was doing there all alone that time of night. When
I told him I missed the last bus, he said he'd give me a ride to the base.
Instead, he ended up driving us to this spot in the middle of some woods and
he...Well he sucked my dick!"

     "Jeez! Really? What was it like...Did you cum?"

     Mike was totally absorbed by my story. I could see he had a hard on in
his pants. Mine was just as hard.

     "Well, I'd never felt anything like it before. Man, it was so hot! I
couldn't help it...it only took a few seconds before I blew my load down his
throat!"

     "Wow! What happened then?"

     "Nothing else. He drove me back to Lackland. He told me he enjoyed it
and wanted me to meet him again. He asked for my phone number."

     "And...Did you...Meet him again?"

     "I told him I would, but I was so scared of somebody finding out, I
gave him a phony number and never saw him again. I left three days later for
Tech School."

     "God...That made me horny as Hell Danny! I've got a boner that won't
quit" Mike groaned.

     "Me too" I said "Thinking about that guy's mouth on my cock still gets
me hard."

     We both stroked our erections as it suddenly got very warm in the room.

     "Mike" I whispered, "Would you kiss me again? It felt pretty good, but
you just surprised me."

     "Oh Yess Danny" Mike moaned as he leaned in close. This time as his
lips touched mine, I kissed him back. I opened my lips and his tongue
circled them before sliding inside to mesh with my own.

     We fell back on the bed locked in the kiss. Our mouths were moving
against each other's, bringing soft, muffled moans from both of us.

     Our hands quickly moved to our raging hardons and stroked them thru our
trousers.

     Mike undid my belt then unbuttoned the top of my pants and lowered the
zipper. His hand reached thru the opening and closed around my dick still
covered by my white military issue boxers.

     I tore my mouth away from his to gasp "Ahhhhhh...That feels good!"

     I quickly undid his pants and felt for his cock. It was trapped against
the leg of his boxers so I pulled it up to where I could stroke it's length.

     "Oh Yeah...Your hand feels good on mine too" He groaned.

     We moved to pull each other's pants and shorts down enough to grab hold
of bare cockmeat and start jacking slowly.

     I saw Mike's cock was about 6 inches long, just the right thickness for
it's length, and had a nice smooth shaft. His balls were a nice size and
were drawn up tight. His pubic hair was sparse and his balls were
practically hairless.

     He moved his hand so he could get a good look at my stiff 5 1/2 inches.
I was just a little thicker than Mike and I was also circumcised. I had a
bit more hair around my dick and balls.

     "Oh Man...What a beautiful cock!" Mike said lustily.

     "Your's too" I gasped as he started stroking my dick again. "It's just
a perfect size and shape!"

     We jacked each other for a few minutes until our climaxes roared thru
us like a runaway freight train.

     "Cumming Danny...I'm Cumming...Oh God...Ohhh...Ohhh...Ohhh!"

     "Me too Buddy...You've got it...Unnngh...Unnngh...Unnngh!"

     Cum spurted all over our hands, each other's cock and balls, and the
sheets. We both kept pumping as our mouths fused together and our tongues
danced.

     When we finally finished and our breathing returned to a somewhat
normal pace, we laughed at the mess we'd made.

     "Well...anyway...It's Joey's bed. No harm done" Mike said triumphantly.

     We both cracked up, holding each other. Our uniforms would need to be
sent to the cleaners. The soiled linen went into the laundry bag to be
picked up by houseboys and washed. I could picture their faces when they saw
the cum stains.

     Mike and I turned out the lights and went to bed, extremely excited by
our newly discovered relationship.

     "Danny...? "Mike whispered in the darkness. "I want to suck your dick
next time...like that guy did!"

     "That sounds great Buddy...But only if I can suck you too!" I whispered
back.

     The next day at work, every time Mike and I caught sight of each other
we couldn't help but smile, remembering last night...and thinking about
tonight.

     Mike stopped by to chat for a few minutes after lunch. He had a grin
from ear to ear.

     "How's it goin' Danny?"

     "Man, my dick has been hard all day. I can't wait for tonight!" I
whispered.

     "Me too...I'm gonna..."

     We were interrupted by one of the guys from Priorities. "Hey Mike! The
Lieutenant wants to see you in his office!"

     "OK! Be right there" He said, then turned to me. "Keep your fingers
crossed. I think this might be it!"

     About two hours later, my supervisor stopped by my desk and told me
Tsgt Miller wanted to see me. Miller was the NCO in Charge of the Priority
Section.

     When I walked into his office, he pointed at a chair and told me to
"Have a seat, Sands!"

     He told me Mike had talked to him about me. He asked me why I wanted to
work there. I told him I wanted to work where I felt like I was doing
something really important.

     "So, you don't care much for filing Stock Catalog Change Notices Ehh?
Hell...who DOES?" He said laughing. "Anyway, I talked to your supervisor. He
said you were a good kid and deserved a more challenging job."

     "Thank you Sergeant. I'm a hard worker...and I'm dependable too!" I
said.

     "I believe you are Sands, and that's what I told Lt McCord. He wants to
see you in his office now...Good luck!"

     I was nervous as I stood in front of the Lieutenant's door. I checked
to make sure my 'gig line' was straight, took a deep breath and knocked on
the door.

     "Enter!" A voice from the other side of the door said.

     Swallowing hard, I opened the door and stepped smartly up to his desk
and saluted "Airman Second Class Sands reporting as ordered, SIR!"

     He returned my salute and said "At ease Airman Sands...Relax, have a
seat."

     I sat down, surprised at the informality of his gesture. He got up from
his seat and came around to lean back casually on the edge of his desk.

     First Lieutenant Richard J. McCord(his name was on his door) was an
imposing figure in his tailored uniform. He was about 6' 3", and weighed
about 195 to 200 lbs. His broad chest filled out the uniform shirt to the
max. He had coal black hair that was cut short, blue eyes, a straight nose
over a strong mouth.

     He had his arms crossed casually over his chest, and looked at me
silently for a moment. I was sweating bricks.

     Then, a sudden thought entered my mind and I couldn't help blurting out
"Dick McCord! 'Blazer McCord! You were a wide reciever at Notre Dame! God I
used to watch you all the time!"

     I saw his eyebrows raise and it hit me..."Oh...Err...I'm Sorry SIR...I
just...I Ahh...!" Man, I had really put my foot in my mouth this time!

     He laughed and said "That's OK Sands. It's nice sombody remembers me.
I'm flattered."

     "I thought for sure you would end up in the pros, Sir."

     "I was hoping to, but I tore up my knee pretty bad in my senior year
and that was the end of THAT."

     His face softened into a friendly smile as he said "Well now! Young
Baker seems to think you would make a fine addition to our section! I put a
good deal of stock in his opinions."

     "Airman Baker and I are good friends, Sir. We both hope to make a
career of the Air Force."

     "So he tells me" Lt McCord replied. "I'm aware you both are taking
classes toward that goal. I like that!"

     This man had a way about him of making you feel at ease around him. He
really seemed to take an interest in his people.

     "We are sort of an elite unit within Base Supply" He went on. "There's
a lot of pressure on us to perform. Think you can handle the pressure?"

     "Yes SIR, I'm sure I can!" I answered enthusiasically.

     "I believe you can too. Starting Monday, report to Sgt Miller. You can
return to your section now."

     "Yes SIR, and thank you SIR!" I said standing up.

     Lt McCord stuck out his hand and shook my shaking one, laughing and
said "Welcome to the Priority Section...Dismissed!"

     I saluted then walked out of his office in a slight daze. Mike looked
up from his desk, raising his eyebrows questioningly. I gave him the thumbs
up and his face broke into a wide grin. I noticed Sgt Miller thru the door
to his office smile at my obvious delight.

     Mike and I hurreid thru the evening meal in the dining hall. We were
anxious to get back to our room.

     It was difficult not to start something as soon as the door closed, but
we wanted to wash the day's grime off first. All during the shower, I had to
concentrate to keep my dick in a somewhat flaccid state. It wasn't working
too well and I had to hold my shaving kit in front of my groin to hide the
tent pushing out the front of my towell as we hurried down the hall to our
room. I laughed as I could see Mike was in the same condition.

     As soon as we made sure the door was locked, we dropped our towells and
fell on the bed naked, locked in a deep kiss, hands roaming over anxious
bodies.

     Our hands quickly moved to find the other's dick and stroke it while we
tumbled around on the bed, moaning and groaning at the intense pleasure.

     Mike waasted no time in moving down to take my stiff rod into his
mouth. I gasped as I felt the hot fires ignite when his nose bumped into my
pubic hair.

     "Ooooooooh Mike!...Ohh Yesss...That feels so good" I sighed.

     I turned around so that I could get to his cock and sucked it in.

     Mike moaned around my dick and put his hands on my ass, pulling me
deeper into his hungry mouth.

     My hips began fucking his hot mouth as I moved my mouth to taste his
balls one at a time.

     "Mmmmmmm...Yethhhh...Mmmmmm!" He groaned around my cock.

     It didn't take long for the two of us to reach almost simultaneous
orgasms. I felt Mike tense and his dick swell. Then he began frantically
pumping his cock in my sucking mouth as his cum spurted out.

     My own dick followed seconds later, flooding his mouth with the most
intense climax I had ever experienced.

     We both kept sucking until our dicks softened. Then we fell into an
embrace and crushed our mouths together giving each other a taste of his own
cum with our tongues.

     Laying together quietly afterward, we softly kissed each other again
and again over the next couple of hours.

     When we had recovered enough to sit up, Mike asked me "So...What did
you think of Lt McCord?"

     "I like him. He really made me feel welcome."

     "Yeah...Thats Lt McCord allright!" Mike said with a smile. "Just
wait...You'll be surprised at just HOW much interest he takes in his
'special kids'."

     "Hey...Speaking of taking 'special interest' how 'bout takin' a little
interest in THIS!" I said taking Mike's hand and putting it on my rock hard
cock.

     "I can do that" Mike laughed. He slipped off the floor and knelt
between my legs. Holding my stiff dick out of the way, he lashed my balls
with his tongue, then sucked them into his mouth one at a time.

     "Oh God...You sure know how to get a feller's attention...Oh
yeah...Suck my balls!"

     While his tongue bathed my nutsac, he teased my asshole with the tip of
his finger. Now, nobody had EVER done that to me! My hips shot up off the
bed and I bit my lip to keep from screaming!

     "Ohhh Mike...Ohhh...Yes...Yes...Yes! I've never had that done to me" I
croaked hoarsely. "Oh God...That's so hot!"

     Mike went back to sucking my dick in long, slurping strokes, while he
continued to push his finger into my tight pucker. He brought me to the
brink, then pushed his finger in all the way and clamped his lips tight
around the base of my throbbing cock. That did it!

     "Arrrgh...I'm gonna cum again Mike...I'm gonna
cum...Now..Now...Unnngh...Unnngh...Unnngh!"

     He held his mouth against my pubes and rubbed my prostate with his
finger in my ass as I unloaded blast after blast of white hot cum.

     I had barely stopped spurting when I reversed our bodies, throwing him
on his back and devouring his surging rod. I bobbed furiously as I searched
for his asshole with my finger. When I felt the tight entrance, I rammed my
finger in as far as it would go and finger fucked him in rhythm with my
mouth on his dick.

     Mike didn't last 60 seconds before blasting his second load of the
night into my mouth.

     This time we were so exhausted, Mike slept in my bed.

     In the morning, we jacked each other off again, before hitting the
showers and heading for the dining hall for breakfast.

     We repeated this routine at least two or three times a week. Mike still
worked late with Lt McCord a couple of nights also. In addition, It seemed
like he was called into the Lieutenant's office at least once a day. I
wondered if I would be asked to start spending extra hours any time
soon.....!

End Of Military Encounters #5; Encounter in Japan Part One

     Part Two wiil take up where Part One ends. Look for it soon. Hope you
enjoy it.