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The Navy has Landed at Blacks Beach

There are three hundred a year, but don't let it get around. Not all of the 300 are suited to sunning yourself nude on Black's Beach understand but it's September and most days in September are suited to this past time. Most nudes you find spread along the beach are there for the sun, surf, or the scenery.
3.2 3600 words 16 mins

Army Briefs

Travis leaned forward in the only chair, placing his elbows on his knees with his face four inches from the screen. I could see him breathing hard as his well-cut chest pumped big gulps of fresh air as his mind wandered. Each time I got a beer he'd ask for one but he didn't get up, thus not proving he was as erect as I was. He did notice my bone pushing against the front of my briefs, making me feel every bit the pervert when he glanced at the bulge and next at my face before taking the beer and then he became romantically involved with the fuck flick once again.
3.5 1900 words 8 mins anal sex fucking

Blackmailed For Sex

I was young and extremely fit and healthy, and I had jumped at the chance to spend 4 months at a large infantry training depot in the countryside about 6 hours between Sydney and Melbourne. I had bought an old VW to be able to get around the countryside a bit, and at weekends I used to drive around and explore the outback and the small towns in-between.
3.9 3443 words 15 mins domination

One Last Hurrah Before Basic Training

It was my last day working there for at least 9 weeks, but i wanted to make sure that I got off in time to enjoy my last Saturday night of freedom. I had long been training with the National Guard one weekend every month but finally my ship out date was less than a week away.
3.2 1559 words 7 mins

Soldier Boy

It was a visit we made from time to time. Tom and Julie lived in a town about three hours' drive away. It was a town in which there was an army garrison, a place that fascinated me. An army career was one of the options I was considering once I had completed my degree. We arrived at lunchtime. After eating, I left the old friends to their reminiscences and went exploring.
3.6 2170 words 10 mins

Shower Time During the War

I had drawn sentry duty again. My battalion was doing live fire training, but we were only in the field from Monday to Friday. Weekends were free, for some people anyway. Four of us were tagged to stand sentry on the ammo and the command post setup for the weekend, while everyone else went home. I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Robbie and I was a 20 year old private in the infantry.
3.9 2132 words 9 mins

Convoy Cock

I worked at KFOR Main, which was the NATO HQ, located at "Film City," perched on top of a hill looking down on the city of Pristina. My job was to make maps and charts, plotting different incident, trends, and activities. It was interesting enough at first, but fairly repetitive through a six month tour.
4.4 2545 words 11 mins

Changes to the Duty Roster

"Get up. It's your shift. " "Alright," I said, moaning. Waking up at Zero Dark Stupid for radio watch was not much fun. Of course, listening to the teaming rain outside, sentry duty would be worse. I sat up, but still encased in my mummy sleeping bag. The worst part would be getting dressed. I held my breath and waited for the shock of the cold April air to hit my chest.
3.7 1333 words 6 mins straight men  prison

Sarge Dominates the Corpsman to Submission

He was tops in everything during the first tough weeks of boot camp, and now that our training was almost over, he still was number one. He came into the Corps with a damn fine body. Firm, muscular arms and legs, a broad chest and meaty shoulders, a tough gut and a good round ass. Blond, blue-eyed guy was a true stud, the kind of guy you see on the recruiting posters.
4 2341 words 10 mins

Marine Life

Unexpectedly the jeep swerved to avoid a fallen branch in the un paved road, it was then that Roald noticed the huge thighs and muscular calves of this affable fellow. His Dress shorts looked painted on his thighs, painted up to his waist, where they were fastened with wide military issue gun belt complete with gun. The gun was the first unusual thing Roald noticed. It was not military issue. A chrome plated 44 magnum. Beautiful. Heavy. Powerful. The light caught its stock as they rounded a corner sending rainbow spectra under the strong brows of the gigantic man behind the wheel. It showered his massive arms with colors and set his almost black eyes a flame. Then, much to his relief, it passed as they approached the check point.
4.3 1920 words 9 mins

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