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 jumped up out of bed when I heard the door open. “Eric, I...” Sean closed the door. “Eric? The cook from the bar?” “Um … er … yea.” I stumbled. Sean was staring at me, I looked down and realized I was still naked. “What time is it?” Sean looked at his watch, “Nearly 4, did you sleep all day?” “No. I... I got to get some clothes on.” Sean watched me as I dressed. I threw on some shorts and a t-shirt and sat on the edge of my bunk. I looked up at Sean still standing beside the door staring at me with a concerned look. “Um … Eric used to live here you know.” Sean’s face opened with some understanding. “No. I didn’t know that.” “Yea, for about 8 months, then he got out and became partners with Joe and Krissy at the bar. His secret recipe burgers saved the bar.” I explained. “Oh,” Sean said as stepped beside his bed and began to undress, “that’s why you all are so close?” Another striptease today, sort of, I will enjoy it, but how much punishment is one man supposed to take, I thought. Sean did not disappoint, he revealed one body part at a time until he stood naked in front of his bunk. A side profile, I could see all his attributes at one time, his broad muscled chest, his long dangling cock and that muscled cheek of his ass. Sean broke the spell when he spoke, “You want to do something after I shower?” “Yes, for sure.” I blurted out, although I don’t think we were having the same thoughts.

I needed to dress to go out in public, I stripped my shorts and tee off. My cock stood out from my body, half hard, I gave it a couple of strokes. “I really got to piss.” I said to myself. I knocked on the bathroom door, “Sean, can I come in? I got to piss.” He answered, “Sure, come on in.” Steam from the shower rolled lazily above the opaque white shower curtain. I stood at the toilet, willing myself to pee and get out. Nothing would come out. I looked at the shower curtain, I could see Sean standing there as a silhouette, washing his chest. He turned and his ass pressed against the curtain. I looked back down at my cock; it was hanging there refusing to do what I willed. I looked at the mirror above the sink. I could see my own reflection and the silhouette of Sean behind me. Sean’s silhouette reached down and picked up his cock. It stood straight out from his body and appeared to be hard. His arm moved gliding his hand up his cock and back down. I looked back at the curtain. Sean was stroking his cock. I watched, mesmerized. His hand glided up and down the length of his cock. My hand went to my own cock that had swelled and gotten hard. I started matching the movements of Sean, stroking up and down as he did. I could hear his breath quicken and so did mine. His strokes became shorter, quicker, and concentrated on the head and top of his cock. I matched his movements. My balls began to ache for release, my knees began to shake. Our strokes picked up pace, our hands now slid from tip to base quicker and quicker. I heard Sean let out a growl, he stood straight, arching his back; he must be coming. I arched my back and pointed my cock towards the toilet the best I could as my seed started bursting from my cock; one, two, three loud splats in the water of the toilet. I stroked my cock from base to tip squeezing out the last of my seed. I turned and opened the door. As I was closing it, I swear I heard Sean say, “Thank you.”

I was dressed and putting on my shoes when Sean came out of the bathroom. “Whew. I feel better.” he said. He walked past me as I looked up, his cock was mere inches from my face. “What do you want to do now?” I asked trying to play innocent. “Do you want to go get burgers at Eric’s place?” he asked. “We can’t they are closed on Monday’s.” Sean started to dress, “Do you know that little diner on the strip?” he asked. “Yea. You know an awful lot about places to eat, you’ve not been here even a week.” Sean laughed, “Paul and Greg filled me in on the good places to go when the chow hall is serving shit on a shingle.” I laughed. Sean adjusted his package and stuffed it in his pants before he zipped up. It was almost as erotic watching him dress as it is to watch him undress. He pulled on his t-shirt and said, “Ready.”

As we walked in the diner, someone called out “Hey Sean, John.” We both turned anTd Eric was coming up behind us. “You two ever eat on base?” “Shit on a shingle on the menu tonight. It was hard to resist, but Sean talked me into it.” Eric laughed. “You want to join us?” Sean asked. “I would love to, but I am meeting someone here. There is a band at the bar on Saturday if you two want to come out.” Eric offered. I looked at Sean and then back at Eric, “That sounds like a plan to me.” I looked back at Sean, “You want to?” “Yea, that sounds great. I promise no will have carry me home this time.” Sean said and smiled. (oh... That smile.) “Sounds great. I’ll have Krissy save you a seat.” Eric said.

The waitress came and took us to our table. Eric stayed and waited for whomever he was meeting. Sean and I ordered, and Sean excused himself to go to the bathroom. While he was gone, Eric came to the table. He sat in the chair across from me. Eric asked quietly, “Are you going to find out if he is interested in you?” “No.” I replied quickly. “Why not? You remember how I asked you don’t you?” “Yes, I remember. This is not the same. This is a crowded diner in the middle of dinner rush. Not the time or place for that conversation.” Eric rolled his eyes and stood to return to his table, “I’m having that conversation, today, in this diner, in the middle of dinner rush. You don’t have to shout. You do need to find out what is going on. John, I know you, it’s affecting everything else you do right now.” Before I could reply, Sean walked up behind Eric, “Hey what’s going on?” “Nothing just chatting with John, you guys have a good chat, I need to get back to my guest.” I rolled my eyes at Eric as he walked away. Our dinners arrived as Sean was returning to his seat and saved me. I smiled as Sean as I watched Sean dig into his plate of food. I knew there wouldn’t be much conversation with a plate in front of Sean. The table was cleared, and the check arrived. I looked around the diner, it was still crowded, I looked back at Sean. “Are you ready?” “Oh...yea...I guess... I thought … I heard what Eric was saying … and I … um … I thought.” His voice trailed off and I stood. The ride home was quiet. I felt awful, so much I wanted and needed to say, to ask. I didn’t know how to start the conversation. I didn’t want to ruin this budding friendship. I was trapped in my own thoughts.

When we got back to the room I dressed in some shorts and a t-shirt and laid back in my bunk to read. Sean said he was going to go hang out with Paul and Greg. I was drifting off to sleep when Sean came back to the room. “Hey.” he said as he came in the room. “I invited Paul and Greg Saturday night, they said they already had plans.” “That’s too bad, what are those two doing?” I asked. “A road trip, some festival or carnival, something like that.” “That sounds like fun, did you want to go?” “No. No. I want to go with you to see the band, and Eric.” I smiled to myself and looked towards Eric; he was standing in front of his bunk naked. “Really Sean, do you have to tease me more?” I thought to myself. He climbed into his bunk and pulled the blankets up over him. “Night, John.”

The next morning, we both got up and got ready for the day. We went off with our respective groups for training for the day. We both ate our meals at the chow hall, but not together. Sean came back to the room and showered, changed and excused himself to go hang out with Paul and Greg. The rest of the week was all pretty much the same. Morning and bedtime were the only times Sean and I seen much of each other this week.

Saturday morning, I woke up, it was still early, barely light outside. I rubbed my eyes and stretched. I looked over towards Sean’s bunk, it was empty. “Where did he go this early?” I asked myself. I sat up on the edge of my bunk. The door opened slowly, Sean was creeping in. “Where have you been young man.” I said with a laugh. Sean jumped, and smiled at me. (really, already with that smile) “Oh, you are awake. I just went to see Paul and Greg off. I didn’t want to wake you.” Sean was taking off his t-shirt and looked at me and said, “I’m going to shower and get something to eat, you want to join me?” “Sure.” I said as I watched him undress. He started to the bathroom and I laid back on my bunk. Sean didn’t close the door, he stopped at the toilet and pissed, then opened the shower curtain, turned the water on and stepped in. I was shocked, neither of us left the door open while we used the bathroom or showered in the past.

My eyes were glued to the open bathroom door. I could see the mirror from my bunk. I could see Sean’s silhouette. His arms were raised, his hands were moving around on his head washing his hair. His arms went down and he moved his head under the water. In my mind I could see the water rinsing the suds off his head and watched as they cascaded off his head to his shoulders and down the rest of his body. I saw him pick up his soap and start to rub it on his chest (lucky soap). My cock was stretching and throbbing. I looked down at it and took it in my fist. I looked back at the mirror in the bathroom. The shower turned off; the curtain flew open, Sean stood there with water dripping down his body. He stepped out and began to towel off. “Shit.” I said to myself. I sat up again on the edge of my bunk. Sean came out and I hustled into the bathroom. “I’m going to shower really quick myself” I said as I was closing the shower curtain.

We were coming back from the chow hall, Sean looked at me and said, “I got to show you something.” “Ok.” I waited. Sean started walking towards the back of the barracks. “Hey, where are we going?” I asked as I began to follow. Sean kept walking. “Seriously, where are we going?” Sean didn’t say anything. We walked down a block and into a parking lot. Sean stopped at a bright red new convertible. “Wow, that’s sharp. Wonder who’s it is? Surely above my pay grade.” I said. “It’s mine!” Sean exclaimed. “No shit!” Sean pulled the keys from his pocket and unlocked the door. He opened it up and said “Hop in.” I got in the passenger side and looked at Sean. He was smiling from ear to ear. “Wow, this is nice. How? When?” I asked. “Paul and Greg helped me. I mean they helped me shop for it. My grandfather had left me some money when he died. It was intended for me to go to college, but that is not my thing. I didn’t need the money. The Army provides me pretty much everything else I need for now. You want to go for a ride?” “Sure, where are we going?” I asked. Sean laughed, “Where is your sense of adventure? Do we have to be going somewhere? Let’s just drive and see what we find.” “Sean, what if we really get lost? What if we the car breaks down or runs out of gas? We have plans tonight remember, Eric is expecting us, remember. What if …" Sean put his hand on my knee, “John, it will be ok, I have a map in the glove compartment, my gas tank is full, and we will see Eric and the band tonight.” Sean left his hand on my knee as he pushed the button to put the top down. His hand felt good and comforted me. “Sean, I’m sorry. My adventures have always been in books. All the exotic places I have seen have been in the pages of books. My biggest real-life adventure was joining the Army, and I sit in the barracks and read about other exotic places.” Sean looked at me, and tightened his grip on my knee, “It’ll be ok, small steps, we’ll stay close.” I looked down at his hand on my knee as he moved it to put the car in reverse. I stared at that spot where his hand had been just moments before, I could still feel the warmth of his hand on my jeans. He put the car in drive, and put his hand back on my knee, “It will be ok, you ready?” he said as he squeezed my knee. I looked up at him and smiled, “Let’s go.”

We didn’t use the main gate as we left base. Right outside the gate was a small retail area that I never knew existed; a gas station and convenience mart, a small strip of boutique shops and a diner. I always knew where I was going when I left base, I traveled there and back, never just traveled to see what I could find. Sean sat and drove with confidence, I assumed he knew where he was going. We drove for a few miles when Sean turned right. We drove awhile longer, Sean turned again. A sign ahead read “Clark Nature Area.” Sean turned to me, “You want to stop and check it out?” “Sure.” I said. As we pulled up and parked, I noticed well marked trails leading out into the woods. Sean raised the top and got out, I took a deep breath and got out. “You’ve been here before?” “No. Paul and Greg told me about it.” he explained.

Sean walked off ahead of me towards the head of one of the trails. We entered the trail and I almost immediately felt transported to some exotic forest. The nature sounds drowned out all other noises. We walked in silence, the birds chirped, in the distance I could hear water running, a brook or steam must be near. I noticed Sean looking at me, “What?” I asked. “You are a curious person John. You’re taking this all in like a child seeing it all for the first time.” My eyes fell to the ground, “I told you I grew up in the city. Other than books I have never witnessed this before. This is the first time I have experienced it.” Sean grabbed my hand and pulled me forward, “There is plenty more to see.” He let go of my hand, I put my other hand where he had been touching. We walked along further; the water sounds were getting louder. We approached a bench, Sean walked ahead and sat down. I sat down beside him and took in my surroundings. The bench sat beside a brook of clear water with a rock bottom, sunlight came through the trees and played on the surface of the water. The quiet was deafening. I’m not sure how long we sat there just observing nature. Sean moved his hand over and placed it on my knee again. I looked at him there was a tear in my eye, “This is just beautiful Sean.” “I thought you’d like it.” Sean tightened his grip on my knee again and we sat there in silence. “John?” Sean spoke and broke my trance, I looked at him. “Should we head back? We’ve been sitting here almost 2 hours.” “Really? It seems like just minutes. Let’s finish the trail, then we can go.” Sean smiled at me (ugggh that smile), “You are amazing, John.” He got up and started walking down the trail, I quickly caught up and walked beside him. As we walked along Sean looked at me, “I’m not dressed for all this hiking, it’s really warming up.” Sean pulled his t-shirt over his head and tucked it in the side of his jeans. I followed suit. Sweat began to glisten off Sean’s bare chest as we walked along. Back in the car, the top down, we headed back to base. “I need another shower before we go out tonight?” Sean looked at me, “You aren't lying.” he said as he held his nose and smiled. I playfully punched him in the arm and smiled, “You got room to talk.” We both laughed.

We walked in the room; Sean was unbuckling his belt as the door closed. I flopped on my bunk and watched him. He pulled his t-shirt from his side and tossed it at me and winked. He toed the heel of his shoes and kicked them off. His hands went to his waist and unbuttoned his jeans, he smiled looking at me. He pulled his zipper down and opened his fly, watching me the whole time. I stared, unable to stop watching him. The striped material behind his zipper was bulging out of his jeans, straining to keep all that meat encased. He put his hands at the top of his hips and pushed his jeans down to his knees. He raised his legs one at a time out of his jeans, he kicked his jeans and they landed beside me on my bunk. He winked again. His socks must have come off with his jeans because he stood there with nothing but his striped jock on. He stared at me as he put his fingers in the waistband and slowly started pushing it down. The waistband came down a few inches revealing that dark patch of fur. The striped material stretched holding back the monster inside. He pulled the front away from his body, the monster rolled out in front of the striped material. My mouth fell open. He pushed down further revealing his balls. He hesitated, the waistband just below his balls. He pushed the waistband down past his knees and then lifted his legs out one at a time. He dangled the material in front of his monster for a second then tossed it at me. My mouth was still open, I couldn’t stop staring at his monster. He walked towards the bathroom and looked back at me still staring before he opened the shower curtain and climbed in. I fell back on my bunk and for the first time noticed my cock was rock hard and bouncing against my jeans. I stood up and undressed. My cock was standing out straight in front of me, still rock hard. I looked down at my bunk. That striped material still lay where he tossed it. I looked towards the shower, then bent down and picked it up. I brought it up to my nose and breathed in deeply. My cock twitched and bucked as his aroma hit my nostrils. I tossed them down and walked towards the bathroom. His silhouette was standing in the water with his hands in front of him. I walked to the toilet and looked back at the curtain. My cock was in my hand, I started stroking it slowly as I watched the silhouette. The silhouette turned slightly, his cock was hard and in his hand. I stroked my cock from base to tip, I noticed the silhouette did the same. Again, we were matching strokes. My balls were aching for release. I concentrated my stokes on the head of my cock, he matched. I could feel my seed begin to boil; I knew I was close. I heard a moan from behind the curtain. The silhouette was standing with his back arched and his head back, his hand was moving quickly up and down his cock. I watched on stroking my cock with more vigor. I pointed my cock down towards the toilet as I felt my seed boiling up. My cock erupted, three quick splashes in the toilet, I moaned. I stroked my cock to release the remaining of my seed. I turned and left the bathroom. I waited for the shower curtain to open and came back to the bathroom door. Sean stepped out, I smiled and stepped in, shutting the curtain.

Sean was dressed when I came out of the shower. “This look ok for tonight?” he asked. “Yea, it looks great.” “Are we taking my car?” I thought for a minute, “Let’s take my car, I would hate for some drunk to scratch or damage yours.” “Good idea. Thanks.” I started to dress and pulled a shirt from the closet. “Wear the blue one, you look good in that color.” Sean offered. I hung the other one back up and pulled the blue one out. I finished dressing and looked at the clock, “I’m ready but it’s only 4, the band don’t start till 8.” “Let’s go now, we can eat and visit with Krissy and Eric.” I shook my head in agreement, “Alright, let’s go then.”

When we pulled in the parking lot there weren’t many spots left. “Wow, glad we came early now.” Inside most of the tables were already taken. Krissy seen us and waved. We waited till Krissy came over. “Eric said you two were coming tonight, I got a table ready for you over here.” We followed Krissy; I knew where we were headed, damn Eric. Sean sat down first, “Wow, this must be the only quiet table in the place.” “Yea, it’s a mess out there, I can barely hear the orders at some tables. What can I get you guys?” I opened my mouth to order. Krissy said “Got it. The same?” she said looking at me. I nodded. We all smiled, and she walked away. Krissy returned with our beers, “I told Eric you were here, he said he would be out with your dinners in a bit.” Sean tipped his bottle at Krissy and said “Thanks.” We drank our beers and chatted while we waited for Eric with our dinners. I noticed Eric coming across the bar with our dinners, “Finally, I was about to eat my napkin.” “Sorry guys, I got them out at quick as I could.” he said as he put the plates down in front of us. “You guys enjoy, I’ll be out later, but the kitchen is hopping right now.” He waved as left the table. Sean already had burger in hand and was all business. I smiled and started on my dinner.

“Sean, I just wanted to say how much I appreciated the drive this morning. It was sweet, I had a great time.” I spoke as Sean pushed his plate away from him. “It was a great time; you need to get out more.” I resisted rolling my eyes, “I know. Sean, I … umm... wanted to talk about something. I … well … I’m not sure how to start.” Sean interrupted, “I told you we could talk about anything and it will stay between us.” I finished my beer and sat it back on the table, still looking at the bottle I said, “Sean, I’m gay.” I looked up at his face, I couldn’t read what he was thinking. Awkward silence, I reached over and put my hand over his sitting on the table, “Sean, did you hear me?” Sean didn’t withdrawal his hand, he finally spoke, “I don’t believe you.” “What? What do you mean you don’t believe me? You have been driving me crazy since the day you arrived. You have taken over most of my thoughts awake and asleep. You...” Sean put his other hand over mine, “John.” he said and smiled. (Yes, that damn smile) “John, you have been driving me crazy as well. I thought I was imagining things between us until the last couple days, you know the shower visits and stripping. I wanted so bad to say something when we were in the woods today; you were so content and lost in your surroundings, I didn’t want to break that spell. Just to be clear, are you saying you are interested in me?” “Are you kidding me? YES, I am interested in you. I mean if the feeling is mutual. I value you as friend, say the word and I will back off.” Sean squeezed my hand and said, “Yes, I am interested. I’m gay too.” Krissy came to the table and cleared her throat; Sean jerked his hands out of mine and put them in his lap. “Don’t mind me lovebirds, just grabbing the dishes.” she said. “Oh...ut... not what you think. I … we … were just...” Sean stammered. “It’s ok honey, I’ve known about this one for a while now; you two make a cute couple.” Krissy stated as she walked away with the dishes.