Date: Sun, 27 Mar 2005 16:23:21 -0800
From: Homer's Odyssey <oremond@earthlink.net>
Subject: sailor on an island

Well, Dudes, this is a little different for me!  I'm in the Marines and a
Navy Corpsman told me that another Navy Dude had told him this story!  The
story is about MxM sex so if it is illegal for you to read this kind of
material please buzz off and come back when it is legal for you to read
this kind of story.

The story is written without any of the participants taking safe sex
precautions.  In this age of AIDS and other STDs everyone should be careful
and take precautions, like condoms and important things like that.

>From what I was told, this is a true story and I have only changed the
names of characters to protect the guilty.

If you want to play the game, just tell me during which U. S.  conflict or
war did this take place?  If you want to respond, I'll answer and let you
know.  The choices are: WW II, Vietnam, or Gulf Wars!  You can catch me as
Homer's Odyssey at oremond@earthlink.net ..

Have fun, unzip and enjoy!

My name is Geoffrey, Geoff for short.  I have been in the Navy for about
two years and am an Air Controlman 3rd Class.  I went to Air Control School
at San Diego and was sent to this Godforsaken island about three months
ago.  My job here is to stand watches on the air field control tower.
There are four of us who stand the duty and we watch for planes and ships
that come to the island for refueling or just to stop and drop off cargo.
We mostly use radio to contact the planes and ships, but each of us is
trained to take Morse code on the radio as well as send and receive it by
blinker light.

The island is mostly sand with some few palm trees and a lot of pretty cool
beaches.  Our island is a part of a circle of islands with a lagoon in the
center.  There is a channel leading into the lagoon and big ships sometimes
anchor in the lagoon off the island.

I live in a palm thatch building with two rooms.  Each room is set up for
two sailors and nearby there is an outdoor four holer for a head.  We have
a rack built up for a wash basin and a 5 gallon can with water for shaving
and washing.

I share my room with a Storekeeper 2nd Class named Lee.  Lee is one cool
dude and is blond and very good looking.  He is 21, a year older than I am,
and built like the proverbial brick shit house!  We get along great, but we
mostly go our separate ways.  Lee did put me to bed on my first ever drunk,
and takes a big brother attitude towards me.

Every night before the daily movie there is a two can beer ration that can
be saved for a week or traded for a giant milk shake.  I really don't go
much for beer, so I usually have a few days' ration to trade or just hold
on to.

After I had been on the island for over a month, Lee introduced me to
another storekeeper.  We seemed to have a lot in common and talked a blue
streak whenever we were together.  This guy was named Craig and he was
brown haired and had a light complexion.  Also, he worked out at the island
Gym and had some pretty well defined muscles.

Sometimes when we were both off duty we would go swimming on the lagoon
side of the island.  We wore our Navy white boxers for swimming trunks and
when they got wet, all was revealed!  We usually wore sandals in and out of
the water and lots of times we did some sea shell hunting.

One evening about two weeks after I met him, Craig suggested we go swimming
after evening chow.  It was light until after 2000 (8 PM) so there was
enough time for us to get wet and do a little swimming in the warm lagoon
water before the movie.

It was a plan and we both decided to skip the beer ration time and just
swim and float around in the lagoon.  We spent a couple of hours there and
then Craig said he had seen the movie for that night and did I want to go
to one of the warehouses that he was responsible for and just talk and hang
out.  It sounded good to me, so we walked the short distance to the
warehouse in our boxers and sandals.

When we got to the warehouse we went inside to where Craig had fixed a
little nest with a dim light and a cot covered with a blanket!  We were
both pretty dry by then and so we sat on the blanket covered cot.  We
draped our legs over the edge of the cot and even in the dim light I
noticed that Craig had a boner.  Well, I thought, who doesn't have a boner
most of the time on this Godforsaken island?

We started talking about the movie that Craig had already seen and then
drifted into talk of sex and what we did about it on the island.  Craig was
upfront about jacking off and I said I did it, too.  Craig then put his
hand on my upper thigh and asked me if we might want to jack each other
off.  He said it was a lot better having someone else do it for you than
doing it to yourself!  While he was talking his hand moved to my crotch
where my cock was putting up a stiff show.  He undid the snaps on my boxers
and freed my 6 1/2 inch hard cut cock.  I just sort of laid there and let
him play with my cock and stroke it .  Then he asked me if I would do him
too!  I reached over and he unsnapped his boxers and took them off.  I
started playing with his cock and soon we were both stroking each other and
groaning in our pleasure at having someone else jack us off!  Craig was
gentle and his fingers caressed my cock as he slowly brought me to an
orgasm.  I tried to do the same for him and believe it or not we both
almost came at the very same moment!  We both had shot so much cum that
there was a big mess on the blanket draped cot!

At first we just lay back and came down from our orgasmic high.  Then Craig
found a towel and started cleaning us off.  He wiped the cum from our
bellies and chests, making a gooey mess of the cum.  Finally he got most of
it spread around to where it was drying off and we were able to put our
boxers back on.  Then Craig searched around and came up with a fancy pen
set that was like the ones they sold at the small Base Exchange that we had
on the island.  He tucked it into the waist of my boxers and said, "That's
for a great jack off!"

A couple of nights later I was on duty in the Control Tower and Craig
climbed the stairs to the glass enclosed look out room.  He brought us a
couple of candy bars and started to talk.  He asked me if I was alright
with what had happened at the warehouse and did I want to try something
else that he had thought of.  I was a 20 year old hot and horny stud, so I
said sure, whatever he wanted to do, I was game!  He came over to where I
was seated on a soft swivel chair and began to take off my trousers and
pull down my shorts.  Then he dropped his own trousers and pulled his
boxers down to below his knees and said, "I thought we could rub our cocks
between each other's legs and pretend we're fucking!  I brought some K Y
lube that we can put on our cocks and make them ride smoother."

The Tower Room was three flights up and Craig had shut the entrance door to
the Tower, so we would have warning if anyone were to come up to the glass
room where we were.  They would have made a lot of noise climbing the
stairs and we would have had lots of time to get our clothes back on before
anyone would get to the top.  We were pretty safe and, really, most nights
no one came near the tower anyway, except the watch standers like me.

So, we felt safe and when Craig pulled me up and embraced me I came
willingly!  He pulled back a little and spread some of the K Y on my cock
and then pressed me to him.  He guided my cock between his thighs and his
own cock was pressed between our bellies.  Then he started grinding forward
and back squeezing my cock as he did so.  I had never had a feeling like,
with my cock sliding between his legs and his cock pressing my belly.  It
was fantastic.  The squeezing of my cock by his thighs and the rubbing of
his cock between us was driving me crazy.  He was moaning and saying,
"Press it harder, oh jeeze you are fucking me and I'm about to come!  Oh
Geoff, I want to fuck you too.  Let me do it before you come!  Oh, my baby,
it is too late!  I'm coming!  Oh God, it is coming out of my cock!  Oh God,
it feels so great!"  Well, needless to say, I was shooting my load between
his legs and pulling him in to me with my hands tightly clasped around his
bubble ass cheeks.  What a feeling!  I was shooting cum between his legs
and into the front of his ass crack.  It was wild!  We were pressed tightly
together and shooting cum into and onto each other.

When we finally stopped shooting, I almost fell back into the chair and
Craig sat down opposite me and started cleaning himself with his boxers.
He said, "I'll have to get another pair and bring you one, too.  That was
so great and I sure would like to do it again.  But, next time I want to
put my cock between your legs!"

A couple of days went by before we could get together again.  This time we
arranged to meet at Craig's warehouse after evening chow.  There was no
pretense this time.  We both knew what we wanted and quickly stripped to
nakedness.  I lay back down on the cot where Craig spread some lube between
my thighs and then on his cock.  In agreement with his last request to put
his cock between my thighs, I opened up and let him climb on me and put his
cock just under my balls.  I closed my thighs on his cock and he began
humping me and pressing his bod into mine.  My cock was pressed into his
belly, and as he pumped in and out he pressed up and down on my cock.  This
time we kept doing it to each other and feeling our nakedness press against
each other.  The sensations were driving us both to new heights of naked
passion.  His skin and cock rubbing against me were like the feeling of
lust and cum.  He would thrust down between my thighs and press my cock
into his belly.  Then he would draw back a bit and my inner thighs would on
fire.  My cock was almost at the peak where I wanted to come and shoot my
load onto his belly. He began to moan and say, "I've got to fuck you!  Oh,
yeah, it feels so good and I want to come between your thighs.  Oh God, I
love you and I want this to last all night.  Oh God, Baby, let me fuck you
all night!"  I felt his cock slipping in and out between my thighs and
couldn't keep from shooting against our tightly pressed bellies.  "Oh,
Jeez," I shouted, "I am coming!  I am coming."  He came about the same time
and when he was finished shooting between my thighs, he rolled off and lay
panting beside me.

This time we just lay there and talked!  He wanted to tell me how much he
loved doing it and what did I think of kissing.  He put his arm across me
and pulled me into him and planted a deep French kiss between my lips.  He
ground our bods together and soon we were both hard again.  This time he
took both of our cocks in his hand and started squeezing and stroking them
together.  I was so hot that I reached around him and pulled his ass in to
me and he just ground our cocks together until I couldn't stand it any
longer.  I pulled back enough for him to have room to stroke and squeeze
our cocks together.  We had our tongues together and were exploring our
mouths as we sucked the breath from each other.

Then he pulled back and quietly said, "Suck me, oh please suck me!  I want
to feel your mouth around my cock. Oh, Jeez, just suck me a little!"  Now
let me tell you; so far we had pressed our bods together and jacked each
other off and even pretended to fuck each other.  Now my hot sex partner
wanted me to become a cocksucker!  I had grown up with the word cocksucker
to mean: fag, faggot, fruit and queer!  I don't know how it happened, but
my mind snapped to what we had been doing and I felt ashamed and found my
stomach turning over with the thought of taking Craig's cock in my mouth.
But I was still hot and horny, so reflexively I slid down to his cock.  He
had to put it in my mouth and it felt strange and disgusting.  He didn't
come and I soon gave up the attempt to suck him into an orgasm.

We parted that night and our rubbing and jacking off became less frequent
until it stopped altogether.  I think Craig found another fuck buddy who
was willing to suck him!

Now, Dudes, this isn't the end of the story.  I was still on the island and
still hot and horny as hell.  There is another part of my time on the
island where I became involved with a couple of officers and a midnight
motor launch ride!  For that, though, you need to tell me which of the
three choices is the one for this story: WW II, Vietnam or the Gulf Wars?

I am already working on the second and final part of "Sailor on an Island"
!  Homer's Odyssey at oremond@earthlink.net