He has nice green eyes that seemed to sparkle, and a somewhat shy smile. He was quite cute. Notice I didn't say anything about his hair... He didn't have much, at least, not more than some blonde fuzz we were in the Army remember! He was about two years younger than myself, and when we talked, he seemed to be especially interested in where I was from and what I liked to do. Yes, I noticed him, but since there is no privacy in basic training, I never had a chance to talk to him on any particularly personal level.
Army Cock During Training Week With Other Horny Men
Flight Cancelled
About 1 AM, I had to go to the men's room to "bleed my lizard." I unbuttoned my 13 buttons and dropped the flap of my blues exposing my briefs. I pulled them down a bit and reached in for my dick. I was enjoying a healthy piss when the outer door to the room opened and in walked the Trooper. I was standing at the third of three urinals and he occupied the first, with a empty one in between us. He hauled out a nice piece of uncut meat, pulled back the skin from the head and started pissing. He must have been very proud of his equipment as he stood a way back from the urinal, showing off. The head of his cock was bright red and shiny.
New Jarhead Roommate At Marine Corps
But, thankfully, I knew someone stationed here. I gave my friend Brent a call. We'd known each other through the all of the basic schools that we all had to endure after boot camp. He was pretty much my best friend in Marine Corps. Even though we'd been separated for a few years, we still kept in contact. And I knew he was here at this base. Brent was quick off the mark to come and pick me up from the hell hole I was placed in and offered me the extra bunk in his very fine three man barracks room.
Boot Camp Bond
I recognized both of them. The larger of the two guys was a big, strong kid named Ryan, he was the one doing the fucking. He's about six feet tall and very well muscled. Very handsome guy by anyone's standards. I should have guessed about him from day one. His rack is right next to mine, so whenever we all were sitting on our foot lockers shining our boots, he would always be staring at me. At first it made me uncomfortable to catch him taking sidelong glances at me, but soon we started talking to each other and he seemed like a nice enough guy.
Black Is Beautiful
Something different was happening then. The conflict in Vietnam changed some of the military thinking at higher levels. Instead of staying in the local state region, we were now training at other military installations around the country, and for the relief of other units.
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Gay Field Maneuvers
Nylon floor covered with forest detritus. Ammo tins heavy with unspent rounds near the flap. A sleeping bag rolled up tight as a gymnast. Another sleeping bag, unrolled, with a man named ray in his boxers sprawled on top. He's a sergeant with black hair streaked with gray. Ray's looking down past his erection, towards his mud-streaked boots laying discarded by the flap.
Army Fraternity
Now I was surprised! The men all knew about the paddle, which hung proudly on the wall behind my desk, with it's faded greek letters attesting to the extensive duty it had once seen. When asked about it, I had never hesitated to explain what it was used for in the complex social structure of a college fraternity. Now this guy wanted me to use it on him.
Navy And Marines Training
Except for my dimples and his green eyes to my blue, we looked amazingly alike: about 6'2", blond hair, pug noses, strong brows and jaws, and power-packed muscles everywhere you care to look. Just then, I cared to look everywhere. A guy doesn't like to sound conceited, but you don't sail aboard Navy ships for years without knowing whether you have bait for the beast. I had it. Captain Andy had it too.
Threesome In Paradise
The hotel ain't no plush one; just about 40 rooms but with no private bathrooms. Communal bathrooms just like the YMCA. During the week there is not much business but starting Friday nights, the rooms are full with no vacancies. Needless to say some very interesting activities take place then - at all hours, particularly after mid-night.
Fucked by Two German Soldiers on the Kitchen Table
Young men of eighteen were called up to serve two years National Service in the armed forces. Some guys were sent to fight in wars, some to defend the last turbulent outposts of the British Empire; I was sent to Germany where I got fucked bow legged. Of all the stupid orders that I had been given since I joined the army this one was the most idiotic.
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