A few days later Abu and another boy Omar, who was 17, arrived at the camp at Al Hillah. Following the evening meal and the final prayer, the boys were taken to an underground bunker by a number of older recruits (18-19 years old). The boys were told to strip naked, then each boy, while being held by several of the older youths, was sodomized multiple times until all of the older soldiers had expended their pent-up sexual needs. The soldiers had recently been graduated from the camp, and since they were on their way to perform the ultimate sacrifice for the state, they had been given the time with the new recruits.
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Abu The Feminine Young Kid
Military Fun In Germany
I thanked her and made my way outside. The night was cool and fresh. I walked most of the way enjoying the sights. God there were a lot of hot women and men here. I saw a couple other military guys but they were too fucked up to care about me. Before I knew it I was there. It looked hot & imposing. The line wasn't too bad and I got in about half an hour for 6 euros. Once inside I had to take a deep breath. The place was on fire. I got a drink from a super sexy bartender(fuck, everyone was super sexy)and almost had it drank by the time I got nudged to the dance floor. They had bath set up in the middle, like a shower. There had to 15 guys soaking wet and gyrating next to each other. They were about a half a second from serious fucking but man was it an awesome tease.
Losing My Virginity In The Marines
Several months later, I was asked by a friend of mine if I would like to move into a house that they are renting at Atlantic Beach, just outside the back gate of LeJeune. A place at the beach? Sure. I moved in right before Thanksgiving. The rent was reasonable, but the nice thing was that since it was a year lease, the rent didn't go up during the summer. Anyway, I had two roommates, George and David. Mutt and Jeff. David fairly tall and over-weight and as a result was on weight-control; George was about 5'7" and slightly built. He was a nice guy, but a little of a dope-head. I didn't want to ruin my stint in the USMC because of someone else's drug use, so George agreed not to smoke or keep drugs in the house.
My Dad Makes A Man Out Of Me
As was often the case my mother would go out shopping on Saturdays, and my father would work around the house, and yard. She naturally would be gone for hours, and I hatched a plan to make my desires known, whatever the consequence. I needed be close to him, to enjoy that connection with him. I knew he would probably be furious, and that was part of the turn on, the possibly consequences. So after spending several hours working out in the yard, he came in for a shower. I needed to be sure that I could at least smell his underwear, his t-shirt, and get that scent of him. To actually smell what it is like to be near his cock, his ass. So I wanted to wait until he got into the shower and then pick each item of clothing to sniff, perhaps to have for a short time to beat off too.
Boot Fantasy With Uniforms, Bondage And Boots
Mike still unclimaxed, still making no attempt to resist the fulfillment of what would have been a very good dream and many times better in the flesh, whatever the embarrassment after, allowed himself to be secured hand and foot, face down on the wide wooden slats of the drying racks a polishing on brush loosely in his arse, boots re-hung from his balls but through the gaps between the slats, another pair slung round his neck and similarly through the slats, dragging, not irrevocably but draining of resistance, his head to the small pile of boots he had for a pillow. The soldiers tossed a few more boots onto the back and legs of their captive leaving the majority on the floor directly in front of him.
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.
Brotha To Brotha Navy Gay Sex
One of the guys I got to know quickly was Rob. Robbie was everything that I wasn't except for black. Yes, Rob was black but some days it was hard to tell. Rob is what you might call a yellow brotha. He's high-tan with sandy brown hair and gray eyes. Let me tell you, the brotha spiked my pipe the first time I layed eyes on him. But like in high school, I quickly tried to let go of the fantasy, the dream of being with Rob.
Sailor Knows The Ropes
Now we both seemed on the right track, but I still couldn't believe this beautiful piece of manhood was interested in something sexual with me. However, I told him that I had a job he could do for me. Would he mind helping me move something on the tour bus? He said he would be glad to help. Since I was sharing my motel room, the bus was going to serve as my place of conquest. I told the sailor to wait while I hurried to the tour guide's room and obtained the bus key, making some feeble excuse for needing it.
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.
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.
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