Military Sweethearts

This story is set prior to “Don't Ask Don’t Tell”. Gays were in the Military but VERY closeted.  I was one of them. I took great care in hiding my feelings and desires. 

I lay in my bunk reading while Sean showered.  I heard the shower turn off, the curtain open and then a long silence.  The door opened, I looked up, Sean stood naked with one leg cocked up on the edge of the tub drying his leg.  His meaty cock and balls dangled in full view between his legs.  I moved my book to my lap, feeling my cock beginning to swell.  He changed legs and his ass was on full display.  In this position, Sean’s cheeks spread a little revealing a rosy pink hole.  Unlike the front his hole nor his cheeks displayed any visible hair.  My cock got hard, I sat on the edge of my bunk to hide my condition.  Sean stood and walked out of the bathroom, tossed his towel on his bed, and slipped on a pair of shorts.   

I was pretending to be read my book, I looked up and Sean was scratching his head.  He looked at me and sat next to me on my bunk.  He sat close enough I could feel the heat of his skin on my thigh.  “Can we talk?” he said.  I looked up from my book, “Yea, sure.” I said with a puzzled look on my face.  He started, “I told you if you needed to talk it would stay between us, I hope you feel the same way that I can talk to you and it stay between us.” “Yes, yes of course.”  I reassured him.  “I’m not sure how to start,” he began and paused to gather his thoughts, “I’m sorry, I feel as though I took advantage of you the other night.” he paused again, but before I could say anything he continued.  “I have had a crush on you ever since I saw you walk into Sarge’s office.  The other night in my drunken state, I only wanted to lay with you, but I know more happened. I’m sorry.”  I was flabbergasted, I never expect Sean to acknowledge anything happen let alone apologize.  “Sean."  I said and Sean held up his hand for me to wait, he was not finished.  “I hope I have not imagined things or misjudged them, but I have seen the way you watch me, I have seen you covering your lap, I think I even seen a little jealousy at the pizza parlor today.  Please tell me I am not misjudging this, that the feelings I am having are mutual.”  I sat dumbfounded, looking at the floor and looking for words to reply to the same feelings I was having being expressed by someone.  No, not just someone, but Sean, this Adonis that walked in and swept me off my feet.  Sean started again his voice had changed, “I’m sorry, I hope we can still be friends.” and he stood up and started walking away from me.  “Sean, stop.”  I grabbed his shoulder and turned him to face me.  “I hope we can be more than friends.” Sean smiled, “That would make me very happy.” and pulled me in his arms and kissed me.  “John.” I didn’t say anything.  “John, wake up, you forgot to set your alarm.”  His hand was on my shoulder, he shook me lightly again, “Are you awake?  You forgot to set your alarm.”  I sat up and rubbed my eyes, “Shit.  I’m awake.”  

I rubbed my eyes and looked at Sean, standing there with a concerned look on his face.  “Damn, I didn’t forget my alarm, I guess I forgot to tell you.  A little perk to having weekend duty is we get Monday off.  I don’t have to work today.”  “Oh damn, sorry I woke you; I didn’t know.”  he said.  “No problem, I’ve got to piss anyway.” I said.  As I stood in front of Sean, I realized I had morning wood. I looked up at Sean’s face, he was staring at my cock, I walked past him and smiled.  When I came out of the bathroom Sean had already left.  I started getting ready, I had plans today.  Breakfast at my favorite diner, and then since the bar is closed on Monday, Eric’s apartment.  

The diner was busy.  I didn’t mind waiting for a table or to be served, I was in no hurry this morning.  Eric’s apartment was not far, and he typically didn’t get up till later in the morning.  The diner was almost empty by the time I finished.  The waitress came over carrying the coffee pot, “You ready for a refill?” she asked cheerily.  I nodded, she poured and gathered my plate and silverware.  I daydreamed while I sat sipping on my cup of coffee.  The events of the last few days occupied my mind.  The dreams have all been so vivid, even this morning’s dream.  My cock stirred thinking about the sex dreams I had over the last couple days.  “Can I get you anything else?” I jumped, the waitress stood at the edge of the table holding my check. “I’m sorry, must have been daydreaming.  No. I think I have daydreamed long enough.”  I said as I reached for my wallet.  I handed her a twenty and said, “Keep the change.” She smiled and said, “Thank you” as I walked toward the door.   

I drove the short distance to Eric’s and pulled my car next to his in the parking lot.  I sat in my car a moment; it has been over a year since I’ve been here.  I had a key but gave it back months ago.  I mentally shook myself; I didn’t come here to go down memory lane.  I moved my hand to the door handle, but still hesitated, “You idiot, get over it.” I chastised myself aloud.  I opened the door and headed up to the second-floor balcony to Eric’s apartment door.  I rang the bell and waited.  No sounds from inside.  I knocked this time, I heard someone inside, “Shit, I’m coming.” The door opened fully, Eric stood there in nothing but his boxers.  “John! Come in, come in.  Hurry up before all the neighbors see me in my skivvies.”  With that he turned and walked down the hall not waiting for me.  I closed the door and followed the direction that Eric went.  I found Eric at the end of the hall in the kitchenette; yawning, pouring coffee and scratching the back side of his boxers.  He turned to face me and asked, “Coffee?”  I nodded and noticed the bulge in front of his boxers.  He poured me a cup and handed it to me.  I wanted to get this over with, I said, “Look Eric.  We need to talk.” “About me taking Sean home the other night?”  I nodded but before I could speak, Eric continued, “I figured that was what you were here about, you haven't been here in over a year.  All I did was make sure that he got home safely.  Have you ever known me to be less that a gentleman?”  “Easy Eric, I wasn’t suggesting anything like that.” I said defensively.  “Then WHAT John? Why did you come here to talk to me about this early in the day?”  I looked down into my cup then at Eric and said, “Did you and he talk? I mean about.” Eric put his coffee cup down on the counter with a thud, “US? Really John? No! I didn’t give up your secret. Nor will I, I promised you that.”  I sat silent for a moment looking into my coffee cup, “Thanks for that.”  

 I looked up, smiled and raised my coffee cup, “Refill?”  Eric smirked, “You know where it is.”  As I passed him, I smacked his ass, “I know where lots of things are, doesn’t mean I help myself to them.”  I poured my coffee and turned around.  Eric was standing right behind me.  “What if they are being offered?” I sat my cup back on the counter and pulled Eric into a kiss.  Eric’s hand went quickly to my expanding crotch and rubbed at my cock through my jeans.  My hands slid down Eric’s shoulders, to his back, and stopped at his ass.  I was shocked, Eric was no longer wearing his boxers.  My hands kneaded his firm cheeks, my fingers worked their way to that tight pucker that I knew was waiting between them.  Eric had managed to unzip my jeans and his hands were inside kneading and pulling on my cock.  Eric pulled back and pushed me against the counter.  He went to his knees in front of me, pulling my jeans down as he went, “Yum, my favorite breakfast meat.” He said and took my cock all the way down.  I moaned, put my hand on the back of his head and pushed my hips forward.  Eric took all my cock till I released the pressure on the back of his head. I pulled my hips back a little, Eric looked up at me, I pushed forward again, Eric continued to look at me as I pumped my cock in and out of his mouth.  I felt his hand on my balls gently pulling on them as I fucked his mouth.  His hands came up and pushed me back against the counter.  “John, I can’t take this anymore, I need you to fuck me.”  I reached down and pulled him to his feet and started kissing him.  While I was kissing him, I kicked my shoes and jeans off and pushed him back to the other counter.  I turned him around and bent him over the counter.  My cock in my hand I rubbed it in the crack of his ass, “Is this what you want?”  Eric pushed back his hips, “Oh yea, give me that cock.”  I pulled back a little to tease him, Eric grabbed me by my hips and pulled me in.  I felt his pucker give as he pulled me in, we both moaned.  Eric’s hands went to the edge of the counter, “Now give me that big fucker.”  I pushed in all the way and stopped, waited for Eric’s body to adjust to me inside him.  I pulled back a little and pushed back in.  “Please fuck me John.” Eric said.  I began to slowly piston my cock in and out, varying how far I would pull out and how far I put it back in.  I felt my juices starting to boil in my balls.  My pace quickened and Eric’s moans got louder.  My balls were aching to release.  My thrusts were deep and hard.  Our sex noises getting louder, Eric’s moans, skin slapping skin, and the dishes in the cupboard rattling.  I couldn’t hold off any longer, “I-I I'm cumming, OH FUCK!” I said as I shot my juices deep in his ass.  I collapsed on his back, my half hard cock still in his ass.  I reached around and started stroking his cock, it was wet and dripping juices. My cock slid out of his ass and I heard him groan.  He stood and I continued to stroke his wet cock, I turned him around and dropped to my knees. Juices were leaking from his slit, I reached out with my tongue to lick them.  I pinned his cock to his belly and began licking the shaft from balls to head. Eric stood with his head tilted back, I reached between his legs and started stoking his taint.  He looked down at me and smiled, my fingers explored his crack and found his sweet little puckered hole.  Two fingers easily slipped in, I began to piston them in and out of his hole.  He reached down to grasp his cock and guide the tip to my lips.  I took his head in my mouth and pushed my fingers deeper into his hole.  He started moving his hips to ride my fingers and fuck my face at the same time. His hand went to the back of my head guiding my mouth up and down his shaft.  His breathing was getting labored and the pace at which he was fucking my mouth quickened.  His shaft and head swelled and then I felt the first blast hit the back of my throat, the pressure on the back of my head increased and his cock was in my throat.  I could feel him pumping his hot juices as they slid down my throat as I swallowed.  He pulled back and his cock slid from my mouth. I looked up and him and smiled, “Still ‘Sweet Eric’.”  He laughed, “Still ‘fuck me now, John’.”  I winked. “Anytime.” 

I stood and looked into Eric’s eyes.  “So why did you really come over today? To ask me about Sean or incredible sex?” Eric inquired.  “It was incredible.  Always has been with you.”  An awkward silence fell between us, I was glad when Eric finally spoke.  “You fucker, you wore me out.  I am going to need a nap. You could join me.”  I stepped over and picked up my coffee cup, I stood there in my t-shirt and socks sipping my coffee.  “Eric, this has been incredible, but I don’t think it would wise for me to stay.”  Eric stepped close to me and put his hand on my chest, “I know, Memory Lane can be a rough road.  We had it good for a little while.”  I kissed Eric on the forehead and bent over to pick up my jeans and shoes.  “There is a road we haven’t been down in a while.”  I stood up and kissed Eric’s cheek, “You’re insatiable.”  Eric smiled, “Can’t blame a guy for trying.”  I slipped my jeans and shoes on and started to walk to the door.  “Hey John.” Eric called out.  I turned towards him, “Yea.”  “Sean seems like a good guy; I am happy for you.”  I stammered, “What? Huh? I... I … Eric, I’m not sure it is like that.  I find him attractive, but he hasn’t shown any interest.”  “Ok,” Eric laughed, “Whatever you say John. He hangs on your every word.  He went to the bar and sat alone to get drunk after you left the other night.  He reminds me of someone I knew once.”  I thought for a second, “I don’t see it.”  Eric smiled and shook his head, “You never did John, even when it was you.”  I shook my head and turned towards the door.  “See you buddy” I called out as I opened the door and left.   

Back in the room, I decided to shower.  I lingered in the shower longer than I would normally, the hot water on my back was relaxing.  As I washed up, I thought of Eric and me, my hand lingered on my cock thinking about the sex with him past and present.  My fist tighten around my cock as I thought about it entering his tight hole and I pushed my hips forward plunging my fist to the base of my cock.  I stroked slowly thinking of fucking Eric again.  Rubbing his nipples and abs and kissing the back of his neck as stroked my cock in and out of his ass.  I loved to hear him moan as I took him.  He would reach back and grab my ass trying to pull me into him as deep as possible.  My strokes slow and steady until my seed ached to be released.  I would push him forward and put my hands on each of his hips, my rhythm would increase, pulling on his hips while I pushed cock into him.  The sound of skin slapping skin and Eric’s moans would get louder only fueling the burning seeding aching to be released.  My cock swells as my seed releases.  The first blast smacks loudly on the wall opposite me, the second and third land somewhere in the tub, and the forth coats my knuckles.  “Ohhh!” I sighed loudly after the release.  I look down at my cock I was still oozing my boiling seed.  I stroked it once more from base to tip, pulling out the last of it.  I brought my finger to my lips and licked my finger clean.  I tilted my head back into the stream and let the water flow down my front.  I grabbed the soap again and finished my shower.  With all this activity this morning I was exhausted.  I quickly dried off and laid back on my bunk, I drifted off to sleep quickly.   

I jumped from my bunk as I heard someone at the door.  “Hi, I’m Eric, you must be John.” I spat out nervously.  With a smirk on his face, he replied, “No.  I’m Eric, you are John.  Relax.”  “Sorry, fresh out of boot camp I guess I don’t know what to expect.”  I said, still nervous.  Unsure of how I was going to be able to be roommates with someone so hot.  Standing there staring at him, he reminded me of GI Joe.  His jet black hair perfectly groomed, square jaw.  His uniform appeared to be painted on. He filled it out perfectly.  I was staring at his bulge when Eric cleared his throat to get my attention.   I looked up at his face, his lips were moving, but my mind was still on his bulge.   My eyes fell back down to his crotch, that is when I heard his voice, “John, hello?  Are you ok? Hello?” He snapped his fingers and brought me back to reality.  “Yea. Yes, I’m ok.”  I said as my eyes met his once again. I sat down on my bunk when he asked, “Are you all settled in?”  “I believe so, I didn’t have much to bring with me.”  Eric smiled, “Great.  Let me change and we’ll go get something to eat.”  

I stared as he started to unbutton his top.  My eyes got bigger as he pulled his top off.  His t-shirt underneath left nothing to the imagination, perfect pecs with perky nipples, and six pack abs.  “I work out a lot.” I heard him say as I looked up and seen him smiling down on me watching him.  “Wow, obviously.” I replied without thinking.  He reached for his belt, “I’m guessing you want to see more?”  Again, without thinking I replied, “Yes, please.” I looked up and seen he was still watching me and smiling.  He undid his belt and I looked down again.  I was mesmerized, my only thoughts were to see as much of this beautiful man as he was willing to show me.  He unbuttoned his pants and opened the fly. He pulled his t-shirt over his head unveiling a mirror image of what I had already seen.  The ‘V’ at the bottom of his abs pointed to a patch of dark curly hair above a blue waistband.  A thin blue fabric covered his bulge that was pointing towards his right hip his pants still covering the tip.  He turned away from me, I thought the show was over.  Then he put his boot on his bunk and leaned over to untie it, he slipped his boot off and switched legs.  When he turned back around, he smiled and looked down at me.  He reached inside his pants and adjusted his package, then put his hands on either side of his fly and pulled down one side at a time till his package and upper thighs were revealed.  His hands disappeared and when I looked up to see what he was doing; his hands were behind his head and he was posing for me.  A little moan escaped my lips as I looked at him up and down.  I noticed his bulge had grown a little.  The tip was under the waistband and the blue fabric stretched leaving little to the imagination.  He turned around again and bent over pulling his pants the rest of the way down.  I noticed he was not wearing underwear; he was wearing a jock.  The blue waistband and two leg straps perfectly framed his ass.  One leg came up to remove his pants and sock, then the other.  I stared at his ass while he just stood there for what seemed like forever.  I finally looked up.  His head was turned looking over his shoulder at me, he was smiling.  “Shows over, I got to cover it all back up if you want to go get something to eat.”  “Oh, oh, yes, let’s go get something to eat.” I stammered.   

I thought we were going to the chow hall, but we went out the back towards the parking lot instead.  “Hey, where we going? I thought we were getting something to eat.” I called out.  “We are.  I’m taking you out.” We got to his car and we left base.  The drive was quiet, I felt awkward and wasn’t sure what to say.  He finally broke the silence.  “We are almost there, just a little beer and burger joint I know.  I make better burgers, but the beer is cold, and the people are nice.”   

We pulled up outside, not many cars in the parking lot.  We walked in, the waitress looked up and a big smile came across her face.  “Hey sweetie, how are you?  Chow Hall serving shit on a shingle again?”  Eric smiled, “I am good, and how are you and Joe?  And if they were serving that you think I would be here?”  Krissy laughed, “Find a seat, I’ll tell Joe you want the usual.  What about your friend?”  Eric looked at me, I shrugged.  He looked back at Krissy, “Give him the same.”  “Coming right up.” Krissy said cheerfully.  Eric led me to the far side of the bar and sat a table in the corner.  “It’s quiet over here, we can talk without much interruption.”  Krissy sat two beers in front of us and walked back towards the bar.   

“So, what is it that I ordered?” I asked.  Eric smirked, “Burger, fries, and slaw.  Honestly the fries and slaw are better than the burger.”  I laughed, “You keep saying that the burgers aren’t very good, but you obviously come here often.”  “I don’t like the burgers very well, but Joe and Krissy are good people.  My family owned a burger joint in my hometown, I know the secret recipe.”  Eric explained.  “Your hometown, where is that?” I asked.  “A small town in southern Indiana.  My folks sold the restaurant and moved to Florida after I graduated and joined the Army.  My parents are older, and I was an only child.  What about you?  Where is your hometown? Your parents still there? Brothers or sisters?”  My beer was already almost gone, I was nervous.  I stared at my beer and began to speak, “I grew up in Pittsburgh, don’t know my father much.  My mom, I love her to death, but she’s got a lot on her plate.  I have a little sister, we were close when I was home, but honestly, I haven't talked to her much since I left.”  Krissy came to the table carrying two plates and two more beers.  “Wow, that was quick, complements to the chef.”  Krissy laughed, “Oh Joe will love that, thank you honey.”  She laughed again and left us alone.  I picked up my burger and took a big bite, I chewed, and chewed some more, and finally swallowed.  I looked up at Eric, “You were right the burgers aren’t the greatest.”   Eric smiled and nodded.  My second beer was empty, Eric had just started his.  Krissy came to the table again, “Can I get you guys anything else?”  Eric picked up his plate to hand it to her and said, “Two more please” lifting his bottle with the other hand.  I picked up my plate and handed it to her as well.   

She returned quickly with new beers, sat them on the table, smiled and left.  Eric leaned over the table, “Can I ask you something?”  I said, “Sure, what’s up?”  For the first time all day, Eric fumbled for words.  “Well, I ummm, well … wondered … well … after you watched me undress like that ... Are you gay?”  The first response fell out of my mouth without thinking, “I don’t know.”  Eric sat back in his chair, “You don’t know?”  I wanted to crawl under the table, but the beers took over and I started talking, “I don’t know Eric.  I mean I’ve never been with another guy in that way.  I’ve never been with anyone in that way.  I don’t know.  I haven’t ever dated a girl.  I mean I always looked at the other guys in the showers and in the locker room, I just don’t know. Does that mean I am gay Eric?   Please don’t tell anyone, please Eric.”  I was close to tears; it was the first time I had ever told anyone this. I drank heavily from the third beer.  Eric looked at me for a long moment.  He leaned forward across the table and said in a low voice, “John, I am gay.”  “So, you would know, right? Am I gay? “I pleaded with Eric.  Eric reached across the table and placed his hand on top of mine, “I get a sense that you are, but that is your decision not mine.”  I sat back and drank from my beer.  I finished off the beer and looked for Krissy.  Eric slid his third beer towards me, “I really shouldn’t drink this one since I am driving.”  I picked it up and drank from it, Eric sat silently watching me.  I took another long drink from the bottle.  We both sat in silence, Eric looking at me, me staring at the bottle in my hand.  I looked up at Eric, “Eric, I think I am gay. When I was watching you, I wasn’t thinking about how well defined you were and how much work you obviously put into your body.  I wanted to touch you and feel your body next to mine, let you touch me.”  Eric smiled, “I could tell it was more than just appreciation that you were looking at.  Finish that beer and I’ll give you the full show.”  I smiled and put the beer to my lips and finished the beer in one last gulp.   

On the ride home the beers really hit me, and I fell asleep.  Eric woke me in the parking lot, “C’mon sleepy head were home.”  When I got out of the car my legs were unsteady and it was hard to walk.  Eric helped me to our room.  Inside the room, I fell against Eric and tried to kiss him.  “Whoa killer, let’s just get you in bed.”  Eric sat me on my bunk.  I leaned forward to untie my shoes.  If Eric hadn’t still been standing in front of me, I would have fell off.  He sat me back up and leaned down and removed my shoes.  “Now the show?” I asked.  “Yes, the show is about to start.  Lay back and get comfortable.”  I laid back in my bunk, I was out as soon as my head hit the pillow.  I woke up very early in the morning, I was still fully clothed, a blanket laid over top of me.  I looked over towards the other bunk, Eric was there, just a sheet pulled over him.  “Such a gentleman.” I whispered and closed my eyes again.