A few years back, I enrolled in a cadet programme for young men over college vacation. It was organised by a major corporation and kind of a big deal where I'm from. Despite the gruelling itinerary, I knew it would get my foot in the door of a lot of opportunities now that I was entering adulthood. My bunkmates were all young men who apparently felt as out of place as I did. There were a few lookers among them of course, and I was fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of what the majority of them were packing in the communal shower. They all paled in comparison to Kevin though.
I met Kevin when I was first posted into my unit. Kevin and I were somewhat close. I wasn't his closest friend in the programme, but we got along great and spoke frequently. He was very social and confident; I could imagine how popular he must be with his friends in real life. Though he was never too arrogant to greet any other cadet with a friendly, "Sup dude!" or "How's it going today buddy?"
For someone who looked like a complete jock caricature, he actually had quite an upbeat personality. I remember thinking what a walking dream he must have been for the girls back home. Coming from a sports background, every inch of Kevin's tall, dark and handsome frame was extremely well defined. I later had the pleasure of catching him in the shower and his body was indeed something to marvel. He had tanned olive skin that was smooth all over, with lean and well-defined abs and pecs. Kevin had a face that managed to be handsome and soft at the same time. His athlete's build and strong jawline completed his pretty-boy features well. There was so much boyish charm in his features and personality, but the fact that he was built like a man made him that much hotter. I was instantly attracted to Kevin from the moment I saw him.
There was a hazing tradition that got passed down through some of the seniors. Every time a cadet had a birthday, the squad would ambush him and mess with his body in a myriad of non-painful ways. Of course, this always involved stripping the guy first. I've seen 3 or 4 guys (none of whom I was particularly attracted to) get held down, stripped then painted with camouflage or had all kinds of weird stuff rubbed on their dicks. It wasn't until the second last week of the programme and Kevin's birthday that I finally saw the raw sexual potential of the hazing games.
That day came deep into the programme. We had already spent weeks permanently in the company of each other. There was no privacy anywhere, not even the toilets where there were, disgustingly, no doors. Because of this, several of the guys were complaining about not having jacked off in weeks. Kevin had a running gag going that him and his girlfriend (some small time pageant queen in our town, very pretty)didn't get around to having sex the day before he left and that he was now going on almost a month without getting off. I certainly couldn't picture why they didn't have sex the night before separating. What was she thinking?! If I had the opportunity, however small, to get Kevin aroused, pleasure him intensely and see the look on his handsome face as I worked him to an inevitable orgasm, I wouldn't hesitate a second!
Kevin didn't suspect a thing on his birthday. He thought he was safe because no one knew. But his bunkmate Oz had seen a birthday gift Kevin's family had sent him earlier and ran to organise us into our usual hazing antics. That day, we finished training in the late evening and retired to our bunks after a light supper. Just before midnight, Oz and his improvised gang swung by my bunk to see how many of us wanted to join in Kevin's birthday "treat". Many guys opted to use the free time for extra sleep or talk tie with their families. But I knew it was a guarantee that my dream jock was going to be stripped and a high chance we would get to mess with his privates, so I was in! A total of around 7 to 10 of us nonchalantly walked back to Kevin's bunk. My heart was thumping! Possibilities and fantasies were just zooming around my head. I pictured running my hands all over Kevin's jock body, feeling every square inch of what this jock had to offer. Little did I know, how things played out would exceed even my wildest fantasy!
I sneaked a peek around the corner myself. Kevin was sitting on his bed bare-chested and in his shorts, reading a magazine. Two of his bunkmates were on the other side of the room minding their own business. "Now!" hissed Oz. The air was suddenly filled with our laughter and shouts as we charged towards a stunned Kevin. Two guys instantly got a hold of his arms and pinned him to the bed while another guy secured his legs. "Hey Kevin, happy birthday!" Alex yelled as he made a ring of toothpaste around Kevin's nipple.
"What the fuck!" Kevin struggled hard to get free.
"Happy birthday," Jim was next up to the plate with even more toothpaste for Kevin's chest.
"Fuck, it's cold!" Kevin complained, he pulled hard against the guy holding his right arm. More guys stepped in to apply toothpaste on Kevin's upper body, some even attempting to spell out words clumsily. Oz started to apply a generous helping of shoe polish to Kelvn's abs, "Damn, Kev is ripped!"
"It's ticklish!" Kevin started to losen up from the initial shock. Hewas laughing really hard while squirming, "What the fuck! Pssshahaha. Stop! Just stop!"
Someone grabbed one side of Kevin's shorts and tugged hard. He tried to hold on at first, but another bout of tickles loosened his grip enough for them to pull them fully down to his ankles. I eyed Kevin's light blue briefs. The boy had a healthy bulge going, with a few lumps clearly pushing through the fabric. I assumed that it was his dick laying on top of his balls. Kevin laughed and squirmed some more as someone rubbed toothpaste into his nipple. I felt a rush of heat as his underwear gaped a little at the sides with his movements, revealing some skin I knew was the side of his scrotum. I thought about how many girls back home would kill too be in my shoes at this moment, I wasn't about to waste it. I watched his bulge some more as his balls rolled from side to side with each squirm. Suddenly, Oz boomed, "Take off his underwear!" I didn't need to be told twice, a rush of electricity flowed through me as my hand brushed the bare skin of Kevin's pelvis. I managed to get his brief around his ankles with David's help.
Kevin's cock laid across his balls, his skin down there looked real smooth just like the rest of his body. His cock had a nicely shaped head with a bit of his bare head peeking out through his un-retracted foreskin. I sometimes find messy or odd cocks hot on the right guys. Kevin's manhood was the opposite of that. His shaft and balls were just so smooth, evenly shaped and an alluring shade of olive; it made me want him even more! Kevin's bunkmate crackled as he flicked Kevin's shaft lightly with his fingers.
"Don't touch me, Jimbo! Do you even wash your hands, ever?" Kevin snipped, though his tone suggested he did see the amusement in the situation.
"Come on man," I saw that Oz was approaching with a huge wad of tissues as he spoke, "aren't you always complaining about seeing no action for a month." Oz flicked at Kevin's dick. Then, to my surprise, Oz wrapped the tissues around Kevin's soft shaft and started stroking up and down. "You sure it even still works anymore?" Oz was stifling his laughter and snorting into his sleeve as he continued to play with Kevin's dick through the tissues.
Kevin found this amusing, he was still laughing from the other guys smearing random creams on his chest. "Shut it, man," Kevin joked back, "I don't see you with a girlfriend. And look..." he glanced down to his hardening shaft, "pretty sure it still works."
Feeling Kevin's erection, Oz promptly let go of his dick. "What the hell man!" Then Oz started laughing again and grabbed Kevin's hard cock through the tissues. "You like that eh, gay boy?" He then placed several haphazard strokes up and down Kevin's thick shaft (it was clear Oz had never jerked another guy off before), "you gonna lose control of that month's worth of baby batter in there?" I couldn't believe it! Completely straight Oz was actually fooling around with completely straight Greek God Kevin and everyone was just playing along with it. The guys holding Kevin down were still in place and everyone was smiling and participating.
Oz made several more inexperienced strokes on Kevin's shaft. Making no attempts to break free of the guys holding him down, Kevin retaliated by letting out some exaggerated moans. His strategy worked! "Ehhhh, I don't want his jizz on me," Oz said as he let go of Kevin's dick, it flopped onto his stomach with a heavy thud. Kevin must have been really horny from a month's worth of sexual inactivity. Looking at Kevin's perfect body and imagining how much pent up cum were in his ample balls made something in me click. My face flushed, I immediately saw my chance!
"Don't be a pussy," I chimed in, "Not like it's anything we've never dealt with before." With that, I wrapped my hands around Kevin's tissue covered shaft and started stroking firmly. Though the tissues insulated my palm from the warmth of his body, I could still feel how hard Kevin had gotten as I stroked.
"Whoa!" I heard someone react in surprise. I stuck out my tongue impishly hoping to mask how turned on I really was by it.
Kevin started legitimately struggling for the first time since it started, nearly breaking free of the guys holding him. Unlike Oz's playful and lacklustre strokes, he must have felt I meant business... and he was getting a full on handjob from another guy. "What the fuck Adam, that's really gay dude!" Kevin struggled to lift his head see what I was doing. I continued stroking up and down his thick shaft, silently hoping that the guys would let this keep on going.
"We'll let you go when your birthday is over," Oz had a glint of mischief in his eyes. He looked at the clock, 11:55pm, "looks like we still have 5 more minutes to party with you, Kev."
Kevin calmed down a little, "Whatever guys. Just stop touching my dick so much."
"Who are you kidding bro, it's the most action you've seen in a month!" Oz grinned.
With that the boys exploded with laughter and activity. Some continued applying the toothpaste to Kevin's torso while others rushed to get camouflage cream, heat powder or whatever else they could get their hands on. The 5 minute time limit echoed in my mind... in no other scenario would I ever be able to get a perfect-ten straight stud like Kevin. This was my one chance! I really wanted to see his hot cock shoot its young cum and it was entirely up to me to make that happen.
In the commotion, I nonchalantly let the tissues fall away from my hand as I resumed stroking Kevin's meat. Before long, I could feel the warmth of his shaft in my hand. I started to stroke more aggressively, quickening my pace while I twisted my palm to rub against his cockhead at the end of each stroke. No one else seemed to be paying attention to me; they were all focused on messing with Kevin, smearing and drawing on him with various substances. I noticed that I was trembling at my core, my entire will focused on bringing Kevin to the edge. I hold tight to my firm grip on his shaft as I stroked, it was definitely at its full potential now. I watched as the slightly deeper coloured head peeked out from under his foreskin with every stroke. Over the ruckus , I heard Kevin's voice, "What the fuck! Who's touching my dick?!" But everyone was laughing and yelling to each other and didn't seem to notice.
"3 minutes left, hurry hurry!" Oz giggled as he concentrated on an elaborate toothpaste drawing on Kevin's chest.
I resisted a strong urge to bend over and put Kevin's meat in my mouth. Instead, I casually reached out with my other hand and cupped his balls while I jerked him. I felt their firmness and rolled them a little in my palm. I felt Kevin's shaft twitch in response. His pee slit was moister than before, the result of more precum. I heard Kevin groan slightly, "Shit man, this feels really gay. Leave my dick alone!"
"2 more minutes!"
I let go of his shaft and smeared his precum round his exposed head. I then used three fingers to grip Kevin's swollen glans, pulling his foreskin up and down as I stroked over them.
Kevin looked a little anxious, "What are you trying to do?" His breathing was more laboured and heavy too, I watched his abs rise and fall quickly with each breath. "Stop touching me so much!"
I knew my formerly impossible dream was attainable! Kevin might be under two minutes away from an orgasm after all. I released his cockhead and resumed pumping up and down his entire shaft, feeling how ripe and swollen his hot shaft was getting. Kevin started struggling again. I managed to maintain my grip and stroking as his legs thrashed back and forth.
"Stop touching down there, it's really sensitive!"
I saw my goal flash before my eyes, this hot straight guy was actually getting pushed to the edge by my hands.
"Last minute!" Oz bellowed. The guys were still clowning around some, but most of them had stopped to watch my actions with amusement.
I knew this was going to be my one chance, I wasn't about to waste it. Despite feeling completely flustered with lust, I forced myself to pull a stupid mischievous face so I would look like I was just in the spirit of the game as I massaged Kevin's balls with my other hand. My mind flashed to the amount of cum they must have been involuntarily producing as I rolled their heftiness in my palm, hoping to stimulate them more.
Kevin had a decidedly distant look on his face, probably trying to concentrate on holding back the pleasure I was giving him. I knew my time was almost up; I started twisting my wrist at the end of every stroke so it would rub across Kevin's sensitive head. I could feel my palm gliding smoothly against Kevin's shaft up to the swelling fullness of the head.
"Uggh!" Kevin reacted. I rubbed across his head again. "That's it, the time is up!" Kevin shouted.
"30 more seconds left," Oz offhandedly replied.
My jerking actions were a lot smoother and quicker now. I felt my palm glide over Kevin's shaft again and again and again. Kevin's chest was heaving up and down now; every breath of his was audible. I continued to jerk his shaft relentlessly. He grimaced slightly as he struggled, bearing his teeth. His balls started to grow taut in his sac as they tightened against his body. Kevin was trying to put on a stoic front for the guys, but I knew this stud was going to blow soon.
He drew in a sharp breath, "Fuck, that doesn't matter, just stop now!"
I continued my relentless jacking. His balls were so tight at this point, there was very little give as my other hand tried to continue massaging them, I knew they were ready to unload any second now. Kevin grunted hard, his toes began to curl and he bucked and struggled violently.
"Dude, what are you doing?!!" Kevin's expression broke away from the stoic front for the first time. He looked directly at me, his eyes nervous and pleading. "Stop jerking me man. You're... you're going to make me cum."
Seeing that vulnerability in his gorgeous eyes made my heart swoon. It made me more eager to extract what Kevin was made of, his healthy seed. I ignored him and jerked his shaft wildly, it felt impossibly firm against my hand.
"Seriously, man!" Kevin yelled, "Don't! Adam... I... I can't take much more."
Kevin was in a frenzy, he struggled violently as his handsome face contorted in panic. I took my hand off his balls and used it to hold him down across his thighs as I quickened my stroking of his throbbing cock. Kevin grunted again hard, I knew he was done for! I felt his shaft and head expand slightly in my hand as I jerked it up and down.
"UGH! Fuck dude, fuck! Stop!"
His hips rose off the bed as he gritted his teeth hard. His handsome face cringed with pleasure.
"Stop! Oh shit, I can't hold it! I'm nutting, I'm nutting! UGGGGHH!"
With that, a jet of white exploded from his swollen dickhead. I immediately felt its warmth on my hand. Kevin whimpered as another powerful jet shot out. His cum was landing all over the bed and his bare body. Kevin grunted as he shot four more streams, the last two landing entirely on my hand. This stud must have been storing them up for weeks, the smell of fresh cum immediately hit my nose.
I felt his shaft start to soften in my palm. Kevin's plump dick head was glistening with his batter, a small trail of white ran out of his pee slit as his cock softened. Kevin looked a little dazed. I wasn't surprised, it looked as if he had nutted his body weight in fresh cum. "Fuck you guys, you happy now?" Kevin said as the guys finally let go of him and he sat up to examine his soaked bed.
A little later that night, after most of the guy had dispersed, I ran into Kevin on the way to the bathroom. Seeing his gorgeous face only triggered the memory of his massive shaft in my hands, I could almost smell his ripe young cum again. Kevin shot me a glance, then it slowly turned into a mischievous smirk. "Dude," his breath smelled like fresh mint as he grinned at me, "that was actually the best nut I've had in my life. Thanks man!" He then gave me a pat on the shoulder and walked away. I went along my way, trying to conceal my massive erection as I parted ways with my dream jock.