Date: Thu, 5 Jul 2007 10:40:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jacrod Paine <topsgtbb@yahoo.com>
Subject: Adventures In/Out of Uniform  -  Meating SSG Stever Draper

ADVENTURES IN/OUT OF UNIFORM:

		Meating SSG Steve Draper

	Being stationed at Fort Dix, NJ, about an hour from
New York City and Philadelphia, PA certainly did
improve my love life. It was great for military guys -
gays, bis, and anything else you might want. Gary
introduced me to gay bars, clubs,  movie houses and
bath houses; and then someone at Dix mentioned that
there was a lot of action at the Philly Y.  Every
weekend and day off I was at one place or another
getting laid.  An during the week, if one of my army
buddies talked about getting laid, I could talk about
it too.  Actually, he was talking about fucking some
girl he picked up in a bar, or some hooker who was
charging just for a blow job.  While I was, of course,
getting laid,  getting blow jobs in dark corners or on
a pier, or fucking a hot mouth or ass in bar or club
or a quickie at a gay movie house or fucking and
sucking my way through a lot of guys at a Y or a bath
house.  Now this did not cover the number of private
parties and orgies I was invited too, in private home,
apartments and lofts in New York City, Philadelphia,
upper New York state, New Jersey.  Hell, it was a
fucking, sucking paradise for a horny twenty-something
with a constantly hard 7 uncut inch cock.

	Some of the bars that Gary introduced me to were gay
cruising bars, but a few were just a friendly
neighborhood type bar that catered mostly to the gay
crowd who didn't want the loud music and constant rush
of cruising.  Just a place where a couple of friends
could meet, talk, have a few brews and leave together,
alone or with someone new they just met or were
introduced too.  I was in one of those bars one night,
sitting at the bar with a friend who had started as a
sex partner and had evolved into a friend.  We would
meet at this bar, since it was only a couple of blocks
from his third floor walkup; it was a comfortable
place and most everyone knew everyone else either in
the biblical sense or by sight.  My friend and I were
sitting talking about whatever, and a man came up
beside me and order a beer from the bartender.  With
only about six or seven people at the bar there was
plenty of room at the bar for him to place an order;
but he stood beside me  -  well within my comfort
zone.

	I glanced over at him wondering what this was about,
he just smiled at me and waited there for the
bartender to return with his beer.  I returned to
talking to my friend and I felt a hand move to the
small of my back, I stiffen up and  looked at the man
standing beside me and he continued to smile at me.
His hand moved to my belt and proceeded to try to run
his fingers into the back of my jeans, but since my
belt and jeans were a little tight he didn't get far.
At that moment, the bartender returned with his beer
and he paid for his drink and said, "Thanks!";  but
was looking at me with that same shit-eating grin on
his face.

	My friend noticed that I kept looking back to the
man, and ask if there was a problem.  I said no  -
just some people have smaller comfort zone than other
people, I guess.  He got a perplexed look on his face
and we returned to our conversation.  We talked for
another hour, before my friend decided to leave,
inviting me back to his place.  However, I was
intending to go up town to one of the baths to spend
the night and enjoy a little playing, so I begged off.
 I was finishing up my drink, when the bartender sat
another drink in front of me.  I informed him I had
not ordered another drink, and the bartender informed
me that the man, who nodded, to indicate which man,
was sitting in the corner behind me,  had ordered me
another drink to be delivered when my friend left.  I
turned and looked into the corner, and it was the guy
who had been trying to feel me up ....   or down,
whichever way you want to look at it.

	I stood up and with the drink in-hand walked to his
table, and started to speak, when he spoke first, "I
thought your friend would never leave and I was afraid
you would go home with him, rather than coming back to
my hotel room with me!"  I looked at him and he still
retained that shit-eating grin on his face, and I
said, "And you figure one drink would get me back to
your room and you could get in my pants?  I maybe
easy, but I am not THAT cheap!"  I started to sat the
drink down on his table and turn and leave; but he
said, "No I don't think you are easy or cheap; but I
do think that I have been setting here for over an
hour waiting for you. And I do think you are worth
waiting for!"  I smiled at him, pulling out a chair
and sitting down, said, "Hell!,  with such sweet talk,
you may very well get in my pants tonight, after all."
 He smiled as I sat down, and said, "I certainly hope
so, and you can have your way with me, too."  We
looked at each other and laughed and ordered another
round of drinks.

	We sat, had a couple more drinks,  and talked for
over an hour.  He told me his name was Steve and he
came into the bar frequently but had never seen me at
the bar before.  I told him that I came to this bar to
meet friends who lived in the neighborhood, but very
seldom, did I pick up a guy here.  I wondered how long
before he would get around to it; so finally he
broached the subject,  "Well you want to come back to
my hotel room and get laid?"  I said, "Since you such
a great romantic, lets go back to your room and see
what happens."  We got up and walked out of the club
and I followed his lead, not knowing which hotel he
was staying at.  We walked about six blocks and came
to a second rate hotel, which most of the clientele
was weekly or monthly residents.  We entered the lobby
and Steve stopped at the desk and picked up his key
and the night clerk smiled knowingly at us.  Getting
in the elevator, Steve pushed the button for the
fourth floor and I said, "Well seems the night clerk
knows you and your business!"  Steve smiled and moved
beside me and put his arm around my waist, pulling me
against him, he said, "Well he's probably heard all
the men moaning and groaning in my room, and all the
rumors about what a great lover I am."  I laughed, and
said, "Or at least, what a great bull-shitter you
are."

	Steve leaned into kiss me, when the elevator came to
a jolting stop on our floor.  Steve gave me a peck on
the cheek and said, "I guess you'll have to wait until
we get into the room."  I smiled, and said, "I can
barely stand the anticipation of this great romance."
I followed Steve from the elevator and down the hall
to his room.  He inserted the key and unlocked the
door and walked inside and I followed him.  He stood
to the side and after I entered he closed and locked
the door.  I turned to see what would be his next
move; when he caught me unaware, and pushed me back
against the wall and shoved his tongue down my throat.
 I pushed him off me and said, "Damn we got all night,
you don't have to rush this thing."  He smiled and
said, "Sorry I been wanting to kiss you every since I
first saw you."  I said, "I think I got that idea
already."  His hands were on my chest massaging my
pecs and he looked at me, and said somewhat gleefully,
"Anyway that was a medical checkup."  "And what were
you checking for?",  I asked.  He said, "To see if you
still had your tonsils."  I looked at him and asked,
"You can't use a light and tongue depressor, like the
doctor?"  "Oh no, this is a more thorough exam, and
more intimate for both the patient and the doctor."  I
guess I looked a little doubtful, and asked, "Oh,
you're a medical doctor?"  He said, "No but I do wear
whites, I'm a chef."  I laughed and said, "Well I have
seen your beside manners, I certainly hope you cook
better!"

	We moved to the center of the room near the bed, I
could see that he evidently had taken a nap that
afternoon before heading out for his evening of
conquest.  He faced and leaning into me put his hands
over my pecs and moved them down and around my waist
and pulled me into him and kissed me.  His tongue
dueled with mine for a little while and he pulled back
and moved his lips to my neck and started biting my
neck and ear lobe and his hands started pulling my
t-shirt from my jeans.  I ran my hands up his back and
moved one hand to the back of neck and enjoyed the
sensations that he was creating in neck and lower
regions.  He moved his hands to my front and extracted
the front of the t-shirt from the jeans and said,
"Up!"  I pulled back and looking at him said, "Huh?"
"Put your arms up so I can pulled your t-shirt over
your head."  "Oh, that's a new command, I'm not
familiar with."

	He said, "I would think as much as you have slept
around you would be aware of that command."  "Funny!"
I said, but raised my arms over my head, and he pulled
my t-shirt over my head, catching my dog tags in the
maneuver and dropping the t-shirt on the floor.  His
hands moved back to massaging my pecs as he chewed and
bit into my neck and then running his hands over my
back to my lower back and ran his fingers underneath
my jeans and shorts waistband.  He returned to kissing
and deep frenching me and moved his hands to my belt
buckle and undid it.  He then unbuttoned my jeans and
ran the zipper down and ran a hand into my jeans and
groped the bulge in my briefs.  "Damn man, no one
wears shorts when they go to club to pickup some one
for sex.", he said.  I looked at him and said, "I
wasn't planning on meeting someone for sex, I was just
having a drink with a friend, till you came along."
"Hell man, anything as cute as your ass in those tight
ass jeans should realized that hes going to have guys
dropping their pants when he walks in."  he explained.
 I leaned forward and kissed him and said, "Well,
until I met you no one every dropped their pants so
quickly."  He laughed and said, "Hell boy,  who's
almost naked here and who's still dressed?"

	I laughed, he was right I was almost naked, and said,
"Well lets fix that right now."  I proceeded to
unbutton his shirt and pushed it over his shoulders
and down his arms dropping it on the floor.  I dropped
and kneeling pulled his sneakers off without bothering
to untie them and then removed his socks.  Reaching up
to his jeans, I nuzzled his bulge running down his leg
and unbuttoned his jeans - they were 501s, so that
took a few minutes; in which I continued lick and kiss
the more than ample bulge in his crotch.  Pulling his
jeans down, his seven inch hard cock almost hit me in
the face; and I pushed his jeans down to his ankles
and stood up facing him.  Taking him by the hand I
pulled forward and out of his jeans, and said, "Now we
can work on me."

	Steve put his hands on my chest and pushed me
backwards landing on the bed on my back; and he
crawled up on the bed and lay on top of me kissing and
our tongues continued the duel that we had began
earlier.  He quickly moved down to my neck and chewed
and sucked  -  probably leaving hickeys that I would
have to explain on Monday morning at work.  He took my
cock in his hand and slowly licked the precum from the
head of my cock.  He then began to lick up and down
the staff of my cock, just like a lollipop.  He used
his hand and moved my cock and balls up and out his
way and started licking underneath the balls;  I
thought he was going further with his licking, but
stuck a finger in his mouth and moved his finger to
the entry of my asshole and inserted it.  He returned
to sucking my cock and handing jiving it and fingering
my ass.

	He slowly added a second and then a third saliva
moist finger to my hole and was pushing in and pulling
out creating a great deal warm friction in my ass.  I
was enjoying it all; when he swung his hips around and
centered his cock over my mouth and I reached up and
licked the precum off his cock and starting jacking
the cock with one hand and sucking his cock.
Alternating between jacking his cock in my mouth and
running my hand over his ass cheeks above my head and
his pecs and sides, I was enjoying his body as much as
I was enjoying his administering to my cock and ass.

	He pulled off my cock and again swinging his hips
around he moved between my legs and grabbing me under
my knees lifted my legs and placed the ankles over his
shoulders.  He lifted his hard cock and aligned it up
with my lubed hole and creeping forward on his knees,
inserted the head into the asshole.  He relaxed and
looked into my eyes, "Give you a moment to get ready
for a fucking."  I said, "Thanks, that may take a more
than a moment to get use to it."  "Well that will give
me a moment to gloated.", he said.  I looked at him
and said, "Gloat? Why do you need to gloat?"  "Well,
its been less than hour since we met, and I have you
back in my room, and I am more in your ass than "in
your pants!"  I smiled and looked up him and said,
"Well as long as we have come this far, lets see what
you can do with that hard cock of yours!"

	Steve quickly swung his hips back withdrawing his
cock til just the head was at the entrance and then
rammed his cock to the hilt in my ass and it made me
catch my breath and moan.  And he said, "How's it
working so far?"   I said, as soon as I had caught my
breath, "Its a good beginning!  Carry-on!"  Steve
began to ram his cock in and out of my ass hole in a
frenzy, riding my ass like a pony express rider with
10,000 hair scalping indians on his heels.  I was
enjoying the assault, for that's what it was, more
like the man had not had a hot tight hole to fuck and
had been at sea for six months.  But he didn't last
long before he tensed up, and I knew, he was shooting
his hot cum up my ass, and he collapsed on me in a
sweat drenched heap.

	I rolled him off of me and repositioned him on his
belly, and kneeling between his legs, pushed them
apart and scooted between them.  Placing my thumbs
into the crack his ass and with my hands on his cheeks
spread his ass so that his male pussy was clearly
visionable.  I spit a couple gobs of saliva into the
crack onto the entry of his asshole and with a finger
started massaging it into the hole that I planned on
ramming my hard cock.  I followed that finger with a
second and a third before Steve became aware of what I
was doing, he glanced around over his shoulder and
said, "And what have you got planned for my manhole?"
I smiled at him, reaching up and kissing the side of
his mouth that I could reach, and said, "Just a little
payback in kind for the fucking I just received."
"Oh, so now I become your bitch!"  I smiled and said,
"Exactly!"  And placing the head of my hardon at the
entry to his ass, I pushed my cock into his ass two or
three inches, and said, "My Bitch, exactly!"

	Steve gasped and said, "Damn man, I didn't notice
that thing was so big."  I laughed, and said, "It kind
of grows in you." and then proceeded to fuck him long
and hard.  Finally I dropped my load in his ass and
dropped down beside him and nuzzled to his neck, I
said, "Damn you certainly know how to entertain a
man."  He rolled over to his side facing me and kissed
me, long and deep frenching me.  We lay there and
talked and slept and fucked again.  We spend the rest
of the weekend together in that hotel room; leaving
only to eat and then returning showering together and
then fucking and sucking and sleeping.

	Steve and I became good friends and fuck buds and
would meet every once in a while at the same
neighborhood bar.  It was probably the second or third
such meeting that I learned that he was army and
stationed at Ft Dix.  However, he knew I was military
from the first, mainly because I had short hair; and
he had seen my dog tags that first night, but had said
nothing about them.  What was interesting he was the
commanding generals night chef or cook as the army
says.  He had quarters in the basement of the generals
quarters and was on call most nights and weekends for
food preparation and parties; if nothing was going on
and he wasn't on duty,  he was free to do as he
pleased.  So we knew where each ones quarters were and
we would meet and go to a movie, get a beer, or just
hang out; but neither one of us wanted to take the
chance of having sex on post.

	One night, being free, I dropped by his room to see
if he wanted to go get a burger and beer and entered
the side door to the basement area where his quarters
were located.  I walked down the hallway to his door
and knocked,  I heard people moving about inside
making rustling noises.  And then Steve's voice,
"Who's there?"  I answered, "It's me Steve."  "Ok,
give me a moment."  A few minutes later the door
slowly opened a crack and Steve looked at me, and
said, "Quick get in here!"  I quickly moved inside, he
closed and locked the door and I looked across the
room at a young man on Steve's bed, naked and jacking
on his hard cock.

	Steve was only dressed in his white cook pants and I
could see that those were tented out in front with his
hard cock.  He quickly dropped his pants and moved
back to the bed and sat with his back against a pillow
against the back board; and the young man proceeded to
sucking Steve's cock, just as if nothing had happen.
Steve introduced the young man and he came off Steve's
cock long enough to say hi and returned to
administering to Steve's cock.  I said, "Steve are you
crazy having sex in your quarters."  "Hey, he was here
and available; besides did you catch his name?"  "No,
whats so important about his name?"  The boy pulled
back from Steve's cock and said, "My dad's the
general!"  and went back to sucking and licking
Steve's cock and balls.  I stood there a while
dumbfounded!

	Steve looked at me and said, "Strip, he's got a
hungry hole that needs filling."  "Damn, you both
crazy."  However, I was dropping my clothes on the
floor and moving to the bed.  Climbing up on the bed
behind the boy and fingering his ass, I found it was
already lubed and loose.  I quickly inserted my hard
cock and started rocking back and forth pistoning my
hardon into the boys ass and said, "Hell, we're all
crazy!"  But I did enjoy the boy's ass; as well as his
other assets.

	I found out later that the generals son was a 24 year
old grad student at a university, visiting his parents
for the summer.  He also told me later that when his
dad had first became a general, his first aide had
introduced him to man to man sex as a teenager, and he
found, he liked it better than sex with his
girlfriend, and besides he didn't have to worry about
getting pregnant.