My first time pulling CQ with SGT Pennington came and went with no problems. The following day was what the Army calls compensatory time, but in the afternoon there were classes to attend. During the all night session pulling CQ I'd gotten to know SGT Pennington better as well as Ryan the company clerk.
The days after arrival at Camp Hovey I'd spent settling in trying to get a handle on things at my new home for the months ahead. I'd been attempting to make positive impressions on my superiors.
As Nelson and I approached the platoon hooch two Korean males were exiting the front entrance to the pale green Q-hut with boots in their hands and arms full of fatigues. I started to break for them, thinking them to be thieves. Nelson grabbed me by the arm restraining me saying, "Those are house boy's not slicky boys."
My second day at Camp Hovey started off with an early rise after falling asleep rather quickly in my fatigue uniform. I hadn't even given much thought to beating my meat before drifting off. Maybe it was the jetlag catching up with me after the long flight over from the world, or maybe the rumor was true that the Army put something into the drinking water or food to keep us from becoming horny.
never forget that Friday afternoon forty years ago. The Cadet Captain stood in front of me his huge hard cock protruding from the fly of his Junior R.O.T.C. uniform. God, he was such a handsome hunk standing there in that uniform. He had the most beautiful cock I'd ever seen.
The assignment is to write a short play and select someone to act the lead part, impromptu; no reading the script before the play is acted out in class. This student writes his play about three soldiers in Vietnam. He enlists two guys to play the parts. One soldier is killed. Of the two remaining, one seizes the opportunity to tell the other how he really feels about him, before it's too late, and the next scene calls for him to kiss him, in ...
I had decided when I was packing my gear that this would be my last camping trip with the scouts. My best friend, Jack Whitmore, had signed up for the Marines...
Justin goes to his first gay bar and is invited to a pool party. For Justin, this is a wonderful experience and he takes full advantage of what life has to offer!
I met this marine across the street from me and I instantly fell in love. I watched him almost every day when he was preforming his chores like cutting the grass, plant flowers (for his wife) and washing the car.
It was rather exciting to watch the guy, so I got on my knees to get at better view, hoping that he would shift his position allowing me to see what he was carrying around in his baggy army pants. The slow moves he was making indicated that I wouldn't be disappointed. And I kept my fingers crossed...
He slowly began to reach down, he hadnt had sex in months. He undid his uniforms pants button with one finger. As the gentle woosh of fabric came out he let out a slight moan. Now the zipper, he slowly slid it down pausing at each notch.
"If anyone's ass is to be filled, it will be yours, barbarian," the general replied, encouraging his soldiers' laughter, as he showed me his own respectably sized cock, which he pulled hard and throbbing from his fine robes.
His scent was very musky but sweet, like tobacco and beer. I'm thinkin that maybe you might like to try me out for size...if you think you could handle a man like me! he laughed, his hand kneading the bulge in his lap. I don't think I even spoke. My answer was instinctual and immediate. I pulled my jacket from the back of the chair and Harry led me out of the burger place.
There on that hot, rainy, miserable hillside, a straight soldier gets a taste of something different, And finds out what he has been missing all these years.
They could care less that I was gay. I always had everything they needed to make life easier... like it was back at home, with our real moms. "Taylor, do you have any laundry detergent?" The guys who lived downstairs asked on a routine basis.
Joining the Marines was my way out. I wasn't really running from anything, Mostly myself it guess, But that night in that motel I got some of my questions answered.