Date: Wed, 31 Dec 2003 10:04:38 -0700
From: Greg Young <afgreg@hotmail.com>
Subject: Air Force Memories 2

Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don't
have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST!!!

This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If
Homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not
continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy,
but you proceed at your own risk.

This is a story of the 1950's, and as such the characters are not bound
by the usual dictates of modern society, as sex was fairly safe between
males at that time. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken today with
impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation
and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily.

For obvious reasons the names have been changed, and also the chronology
has been shortened in order to tighten the story up.

I wish to dedicate this to Garth Wells, my mentor, without him this
story would never have been written.  He is a great writer himself and
has given me encouragement and help all through this, my first attempt
at writing.  I also want to acknowledge Pete Brown and Bill Smith whose
stories have given me so much pleasure.

I hope that you will find the following worthwhile.

Air Force Memories 2

Chris took me in his arms and slowly ran his hands over my body saying
"so sorry, but it will become bearable and maybe enjoyable for you".  I
slowly stopped crying and only could say "How?  Why me?"

I was disgusted, scared, afraid and a little turned on by what had
happened and was having a hard time coming to terms with what had happened.

First Chris told me, "The Koreans are a cruel and sadist bunch of
people.  You will soon see some of the cadets take a rat tie a long wire
to it, douse it in oil or gas and set it on fire, then whirl it around
until it dies.
They do this as the rat is the only thing lower than they are they can
take their frustrations out on.  They are beaten etc, all the time in
training.  Their system of getting young men for the services is to
drive through villages and if they see a likely candidate take him, if
he resists they beat him and take him anyway.  This also spills over
into other areas."

Chris explained, "When the general took command he made his wishes
known, and while he (Chris) was not exactly what he wanted, he was the
youngest, and was given over to the general.  His initiation had been
much different than mine, he had been told to report to the general for
instructions.  Upon entering the generals office he had been told to
strip, when hesitating the general called for his aide and five others
who then stripped Chris, tied his arms behind his back and by putting
pressure on his balls he was forced to suck each of the six minor
officers, then they threw him on a desk and proceeded to fuck him.  The
general informed him that he would perform those services for him from
now on with one added, as he bent over and demanded that Chris suck and
kiss his ass and ass-hole."

Chris said he was really out of it and in pain from the work on his
balls and the fucking he had received when they began to work on his
tits.  This caused him to become hard, and the general made one of his
juniors suck Chris off.
He was still resisting them so the general called down for six more to
come up and put him through the sucking, fucking routine.  This went on
for several hours until he finally gave up and agreed to do what the
general wanted.
After being allowed to dress and leave Chris walked very slowly and
gingerly back to the compound as he ass was hurting, the rubbing of his
shirt against his nipples caused pain, and his jaw was sore.  Arriving
back at the compound he immediately requested to see the commanding
officer.  He related the events to the colonel and requested that
something be done.  The colonel leaned back in is chair saying "Sorry
there is nothing I can do, we are hear to help these people build an air
force and to cooperate with them in all ways.  While their culture is
different from ours we will respect it, and you will follow the generals
orders, especially if you expect a good efficiency report."  Chris now
knew there was no way out for him and resigned him to the fact that for
the next six months he was at the generals mercy.

The colonel had told Chris that the Air Force was looking for someone to
be his replacement as the liaison between the general and the group.
There was an underground network working to find and get a person who
would most likely met the generals requirements.  Chris told me that
"ever since you had your physical at summer camp they have been keeping
tabs on you and taking photos and making sure that you would fit the
requirements."  Apparently the general wanted someone of a certain
build, who was personable, sexually inexperienced, who would be able to
follow his orders.  They were sure of the first three but did not know
about the last, but decided on me anyway.

This explanation now told me why some of the things which had happened
from the time I reached Parks to my landing at the K site had happened,
but did not make me feel any better.

Chris said there were some advantages, and I probably would be pleased
with them.  By this time I had calmed down, but was still unable to
accept my fate.  It was made worse knowing there was no one I could
complain to about it, as it would all get swept under the rug.

Chris said that somehow the general found out he had complained, so Park
arranged for Chris to spend the weekend with him, and from Friday
evening until Sunday evening Chris was made to service any officer or
airman who wished to use him, and to satisfy them in whatever they
wanted.  After that he never said anything about change, and did get a
good efficiency report after all.

It appeared that my initiation was a much kinder one, and I found out
later Chris had intervened to make it so, convincing the general that to
break me in gradually, rather than like they had done with him, it would
work to his advantage.

We heard the door unlock and Gen. Park entered, I really got a good look
at him, he was quite good looking, a little taller than I was but lean
and fit.  The muscles on his arms and legs were well defined; he had a
hairless chest and stomach, with proportional pecs, well formed erected
nipples with aureoles about a quarter in size.  There was just a hint of
hair from his navel to his pubic bush, his cock was standing straight up
and his balls were loose, well formed and hanging low in their sac.

Park walked over to me pulled me up and began to kiss me, the first time
a man kisses another man is different, but in a minute his tongue was in
my mouth and I found myself responding to him, he kept this up as his
hands played with my nipples, rolling them, pulling them and making them
stand erect, then he moved his mouth down and began sucking on one,
while still manipulating the other.  Soon he changed nipples and hand
and then slowly bent me down toward his upstanding cock.  I understood
what he wanted and began to lick the staff and his balls.  He must of
said something to Chris as I felt a tongue moving up and down the crack
of my ass, the cheeks being pulled apart and a mouth sucking and
tonguing my hole.

Park forced my mouth back to his cock and began to push it in all the
way, when it reached the back of my mouth the gag reflex took hold and
he pulled out.  Park told Chris to help me to learn to take a cock all
the way and the next session he expected me to able to do it.

Park then moved to my back and again worked his cock up my ass, he took
his time and while it was painful was not as bad as before.  He had me
suck Chris, and so I was being had at both ends, slowly the movement in
my ass began to be pleasurable and I was surprised to find myself
pushing back to get more of the general's cock in me.  After a while
Chris came in my mouth, and I found that I could swallow his cum ok and
rather liked the taste of it.  Chris then went down on me and I guess
that when I came the contractions of the ass muscles trigged Park as he
came deep in me.  Park also told Chris to help me learn how to use my
ass muscles to pleasure his cock when it was buried in me.

There were warm towels brought in and we wiped ourselves off, and
redressed in the yakuta's.  The general said he had something to tell me
and also to show me.  Walking into his office we put on slippers, as we
had to go to another part of the building.  When we reached a room at
the far end of the ground floor and the door was opened I was astonished
to see a room full of gymnastic equipment.  There was a horse, balance
bar, parallel bars, horizontal high and low bars, flying rings, and a
matted area for floor exercises.  I turned in amazement and could only
saw "wow."  Park smiled and said when he found out I did gymnastics he
had ordered the set up for me, and said that the only swimming he could
give me would be in the ocean, but I was to feel free to use this room
anytime.  It had an outside door, and he gave me a key to it, said the
inside door had only one key, his, and thus I would not be disturbed
when I used the equipment unless he came to see me.  I could not help
myself, I threw myself at him and this time initiated the kiss, finally
breaking I said: "Thank you so much."

General Park said: "This is not all, I know you wanted to fly but your
eyes were not good enough for flight training. I have made arrangements
so that you will be given flight lessons, and when you have passed the
tests will be able to co-pilot me in my private plane when we travel.
Your lessons will begin in two days."

I was overwhelmed and tears came to my eyes, after the abuse of my body,
which I had hated, he had gone to this trouble to see that I would be
happy while with him.  It was hard for me to understand him.

I was asked for a demonstration and the only thing I felt comfortable on
after so long was the flying rings, going over to the rosin, I dropped
my yakuka, rosined my hands and asked Chris to hoist me up. Grabbing the
rings I began to do some of the simple moves and then realized I was
naked and my cock and balls were flopping with each move, but somehow it
did not bother me.  Since it had been some time since I had done
strenuous gymnastics I soon tired and dropped to the floor.  Both of my
watchers said it was well done; though I knew better.  Dressing again we
returned to the general's office, retrieved and dressed in our fatigues
and slowly walked back to the base.

Chris:  "I think that you will do a good job, know that this is new to
you, as it was to me, but one can get used to almost anything.  I just
hope that when I reach home I will be able to put this behind me.  Now I
will be coming over to where you sleep each night for a while you learn
to take a cock all the way down your throat, we will go easy and not
force the issue.  You will also fuck me and see how I use my ass muscles
on your cock and then we will reverse the procedure and you will show me
how you can use your ass muscles on my cock.  This also will help to get
your ass used to being fucked and the pain will soon be almost gone,
except maybe for the entering."

Me:  "Thanks, for all you have told me and for trying to make this
easier for me, it does not help to know that there is basically nothing
I can do about it, and no one to confide in, but you, and you will soon
be leaving."
Chris:  "You must try and make friends with someone close to your own
age, unfortunately only the airmen fall in that range, but we will talk
to the Lt. Col. He probably will ok it and see that you get no static
for it, after all we are still considered a war zone, so fraternization
rules are a little looser."
When we have some time I will give you a run down on our fellow
officers, and let you know which ones you might be able to trust and
confide somewhat about what you are doing"

By this time we had reached the compound and getting our towels we
walked down to the shower room for a nice long hot shower, we soaped
each others backs, enjoyed the steaming water and more or less ignored
anyone else in the showers.
That evening sitting in the club Chris gave me the rundown on my fellow
officers.  Lt. Col. Sheffield and 1st Lt. Pagget I had already met.
Chris informed Sheffield was good and would do what he could for me, and
to let him know if I thought I was in real trouble.  Pagget he said was
a sex fiend, and didn't matter who he fucked as long as he could fuck
someone.  Chris thought he had a relationship with someone in the
compound, but did not know who it might be.   Major George Ductcher was
an easygoing person, but would be going home within a month.  Major
Edward Castle was our Provost as well as training pilots and probably
would be one of the ones to train me to fly. Captain's Clarence
Harrellson and Wallace Holmes I probably would not have much interaction
with, except in the barracks and mess hall.  Captain Richard Brock was
another he thought might be involved in my flight training, he was a
"good ol boy" and somewhat of an exhibitionist, as he walked around nude
in the barracks and back and forth to the shower room, was rather
entertaining to listen to and easy to get along with.  Captain Ralph
Barringer was an ass and I should avoid him, for some reason he thought
he never should have been stationed here, and he felt he was far better
than anyone else, had even had his own motor scooter shipped to him. The
one interesting fact was when his hold luggage arrived it had holes in
one of the footlockers and the only things left in the locker were two
hunting rifles.  He had a large chip on his shoulder.  Captain Duane
Bishop was another pilot trainer who Chris thought would work with me.
He was younger than the others and had a real outgoing personality.
1st. Lt. William Halcomb ran the motor pool and would be a good person
to get to know, though he was rather taciturn, once you got to know him
he was interesting to be with.  As I had seen, but not met most of them
his critique was most informative for me.  As he finished Major Castle
came over to us bearing scotches for us introduced himself and Chris
introduced me as 2nd. Lt. Greg Young, new to the compound, and still
feeling my way.   Major Castle welcomed me and told me he would be
arranging my flight training and is sure to see him after lunch tomorrow
to set up a schedule.  We then spent a pleasant time just getting
acquainted.

I left the club walked back to my lonely room and got ready for bed.  I
had just turned off the light when the door opened, and I heard Chris
whisper "Are you awake?"  Answering "Yes", he said "cocksucking lesson
time."  He kicked off his shoes, pulled off his trousers and said "Lets
do each other, and you can follow what I do, or if there is anything
would like done to you, try it on me and I will follow."  He had me
remove my shorts and lay down with his head at my cock and his cock at
my head.  He then gently took my cock into his mouth and swirled his
tongue around the head of my cock.  I was uncircumcised and he was, so
there was a difference in the cocks.  His felt so smooth, but I could
feel the ridges in it; he slowly pushed his cock into my mouth until he
hit the back and then just let it rest.  He was busy tonguing around my
foreskin, getting down to the ridge at the head and really driving me
wild.  Next I felt his mouth engulf me and slowly slid down the shaft,
could tell when it hit the back of his mouth, he took a big gulp of air
and pushed his mouth down and I could feel my cock entering his throat
and his lips in at the base of my cock.

He kept up the motion on my cock for several minutes until I thought I
would explode, then he abruptly pulled his mouth off.  Saying "Now try
to get mine into your throat, when you feel the gag reflex, draw back a
bit, take a deep breath and try again."  Following his instructions, I
tried this several times and finally was able to get just a bit past the
gag reflex.  When this happened, Chris said it was enough for tonight
and we would just suck each other off.  It took no time for me to cum as
he had kept me on edge all night, I had to work on him a bit longer but
as last I could taste him, it was a bitter sweet taste I was beginning
to enjoy.

He turned around, took me in his arms and kissed me, pushing his tongue
in my mouth we exchanged the taste of each other.  He caressed me and
ran his hands over my back and ass, pushing me into him and our cocks
mashed against each other.  Finally giving me one last kiss, he put on
his trousers and shoes and left.
Finally, I feel asleep, but had weird dreams about had happened.

The next morning, I was awakened by the sounds of the houseboy (Jim-San)
bringing my hot water for shaving and a mini sponge bath.  With all that
had gone on the night before I asked if when he finished the others
would he please bring me some more?  Since the only hot water we had was
at the showers, each morning a small bucket of hot water was brought
from the kitchen area to us, we had a wash basin and threw the used
water out on the miniature lawns. For brushing teeth we used water from
our canteens, which were filled with potable water at least twice a day.
My mouth and teeth felt odd with the remnants of the cum from the night
before, so was glad to get out of bed and brush my teeth, then looking
in the mirror could see some remnants of dried cum around my mouth.
As I soaped up the wash cloth and began to erase the signs of last
night's activities, the Jim-San returned with more water.  He took in my
naked body and semi-erect cock and smiled, turned and went on his way.
I needed to piss and since the pissour was just outside my door and down
a few steps walked out nude, pissed and returned to my bunk.  I did not
feel bad about it, as walking back a nude airman was making his way past
me, I could not help but look as he was built like a body builder and
extremely nice looking, he smiled winked at me and went on to piss.
I took a long look at me as I began to shave; I looked the same, but
felt different.  I was rather stunned when it dawned on exactly what had
happened.  Here I was a stranger in a strange land with a different
culture than what I was used to.  I was in an area where there were not
even 75 Americans, surrounded by who knows how many Korean air force
people.  No town of any size closer than 12 miles and only a small
village outside the base gates.  Few people my own age, and since the
military frowned upon fraternization between officers and enlisted men,
little chance to make friends, unless Chris had been right and that the
rules could be bent a bit here.  I felt like I was all alone in the
world and nowhere to turn nor anyone to talk to.

If I learned one thing from my parents and college it was to be
pragmatic about things, so as I continued my morning ablutions I took
stock of what where things stood.  One: it was apparent things were not
going to change to suit me; two: it would up to me to make the best of
the situation; three: I needed to take a careful look at the people I
would be working with, and determine which ones were to be really
trusted and how to classify all of them, also to determine which was the
one to be on watch for as the most dangerous to me.  I knew there was
always one that you needed to keep your eye on, now to find him and
neutralize him as fast as possible.

As for my relations with the general, it was completely out of my
control, so I needed to find out a way to make the best of a bad deal. I
was already a little encouraged by the gymnastic equipment and the
promise that I would learn to fly, so maybe I could learn to at least
endure whatever happened with him.
Having drawn these conclusions, I could put at least a pleasant look on
my face as I walked over to eat breakfast.  I was early and the mess-boy
(Kim) brought me my coffee, told me they had scrambled eggs (powdered
kind), some bacon, and pancakes.  I asked for the eggs and bacon, and
while acceptable would never match the real thing.  As I was leaving
others were straggling in and we nodded and wished each other "Good
Morning", guess it would take time to get to know them.

I spent the morning learning about my respective responsibilities, and
was really happy that I had been blessed with real intelligent and
helpful sergeants in each of the areas.  I knew I would learn a lot from
them, and when I let them know that I needed their help in carrying out
my duties, found I had said the magic words and from then on they were
the kindest most helpful people I could find anywhere.

Lunch time came, and Chris came by to go to the mess with me, we ate
with Major Castle, Captain Harrellson, and Lt. Padgett.  They told me of
some of the things about the area, and what I found out was that while
ChinJu was only 12 miles away, due to the roads it was between a
half-hour and forty-five minute drive. That on the drive there was a
pass you had to go through, which had Korean soldiers stationed there to
flag you through as there were still guerrilla bands operating in the
area, and that a raid had been made on the village and base at Christmas
time. That there was a tunnel leading out from under the club building
to get out of the compound, which had been built by the Japanese when
they built the field.  They explained the gun emplacement dugouts and
who was assigned to each one.  I found that I was assigned to the one
just south of the buildings as my office was only one building away, and
sleeping quarters were next to it.  They explained we may get a movie
once a week, but not to count on it, and the chaplain usually was able
to get to us about once a month, or every two months.  While I was glad
to receive all this information, it really only made me feel more isolated.

As we left the table, Major Castle reminded me to come and see him
around 1400.  Chris said we still had some time left so we should get
some sun, once again we enjoyed each other's company lying nude and
soaking in the rays.  He had mad arrangements for the Jim-San to bring
us some water to sponge off the sweat before getting dressed and we each
did the others backs.  While the water was more cold than warm, it did
the job and I felt refreshed when I dressed and returned to work.

A little after 1330 I called for a jeep and was taken down to the flight
line and Major Castle's office.  He set up  schedule for me, Captain
Bishop would be my initial instructor, getting me familiar with the
training plane, and would give me most of my instructions.  Captain
Brock would make sure I was proficient in landings and takeoffs after
Bishop had finished with me.  He, Castle, would then take me into the
fighter plane and the general's private plane for final instructions.  I
would begin the next day, and since our day began at 0800 he would
expect me around  0930, which would give me time to check on things
before coming down for my bootleg flight training.
Leaving him, I thought of something else, and requested the driver to
take me to General Park's headquarters. Arriving there, I went to his
adjutant and asked if would be possible to speak to the general.
He spoke enough English to know what I was asking, excused himself and
went up the general's office.  In a few minutes he returned and had a
sergeant take me to the general.  I entered bowed and thanked him for
seeing me.  He asked what he could do for me.  I once again thanked him
for the gymnastic equipment, but told him I was rusty, and did he know
of a trainer or coach who might be able to help me. Also, that it was
dangerous for me to try and practice alone, and while I knew Chris would
come with me as long as he was here I would soon need someone else there
and the trainer/coach would fill that also.  He said "I will see what I
can do, and now what can you do for me?"  He was rubbing his crotch, so
I walked over to him knelt on the floor and looking up at him said "I
hope I may give you some pleasure."  With that I reached up and
unbuckled his belt, pulled down his zipper, then pulling his trousers
and underwear down, had him sit at his desk as I used my mouth and
tongue on his cock and balls.  With the training Chris had given me the
night before I was able to get more of his cock in my mouth and keep it
longer, he allowed me to do this for a while then pushed my head to his
balls for me to suck, and then raising up had me tongue and suck his
perineum and ass before pulling me back shoving his cock in my mouth
giving almost more jizz than I could swallow, finally his cock began to
soften, he had me clean with my tongue and then he redressed, and said
to tell Chris he was doing well as a teacher.

My cock had somehow gotten hard during this, could it be I liked it?  I
took my time going down the stairs and out, and my cock had softened
somewhat so it was not all that noticeable, and I was glad I had not
leaked through my trousers.
Went back to work and finished the day feeling pretty good, but still
concerned about the future and how I was going to handle it.

Chris stopped by before dinner to tell me the general had an engagement
that night and would be gone for the next two days.  This he said would
give him to time to teach me what the general liked and expected in the
way of sex.  I wondered why the general had not told me when I saw him,
but guess he did not want to, oh well.  Chris said he was going to
shower in about 15 minutes and would knock on the door for me to go with
him.

We walked down to the showers with our towels around us, and when we got
there most of the showerheads were taken, so we waited until a couple
together became vacant.  Through the door from the small changing room,
we had a good view of most of the people showering, both airmen and
officers, and could see that most of them were in pretty good shape, a
few a little flabby, none fat, and most had average cocks, though there
were some which were on the large size, particularly on one Chris told
me was from Lithuania and who normally drank about half a liter of vodka
each night.  He was a big blond and well muscled, and moved about with
what I considered an animal grace.
We went in and showered, washing each other's backs and chatting, this
became routine for us as long as Chris was there and just enjoying the
hot water.  We then went into the changing room and using basins shaved,
we did this twice a day as the morning shave water was not always the
hottest, and the less beard you had the better.  On the way out Chris
said that tomorrow we would hit the showers around 1600 as we needed to
do some body hair shaving.  I began to wonder how I would manage this
when he left.

After dinner, Chris suggest we go over to the small PX and pick up a few
items, he had us get a small bottle of baby lotion, some other lotion
and I got a few items I needed.  Chris noticed the lotions were getting
low and suggested to the airman at the counter that they had best order
more soon.

I took my purchases home and since I really did not feel like drinking
decided to check out the library.  I was quite surprised to find it
really well stocked with books in all categories, knew then I would be
doing a lot of reading.  There was no librarian as it was on the honor
system, and besides where would you take the books anyway.  Found a
historical fiction I had not read and sitting in one of the very
comfortable chairs began to read.  The library was the only place on the
compound with any kind of comfortable furniture; it was bamboo with nice
cushions, a couch and four chairs with arms, I knew I would enjoy this area.

I found the book interesting and the time passed rather quickly, thought
it was odd no one else came in, but later found out that except for me
only two or three others used the library.  What a waste, so much time
with really nothing to do and all this reading available.

The chair I had picked had its back to the door and while I was
engrossed in the book, did not hear footsteps behind me and the next
thing I knew someone was nibbling at my right ear.  It gave me intense
pleasure and I turned to see Chris, who then moved his mouth to cover
mine in a long kiss, our tongues fought a duel with each other and I
felt a rush of pleasure through my body.

He gently lifted me up saying: "Do you realize it is almost midnight?"
Time had flown for me; we walked back up the hill in the moonlit night
and he came into my barracks with me, saying: "Next lesson."  We
stripped our clothes off, he looked around and found the lotion I had
purchased and pushing be down on the bed, said: "Relax and enjoy."  Haw,
easy for him to say, as took some of the lotion and began to massage my
asshole, first putting one finger in and working it around, then more
lotion, a second finger and more stretching and massaging and then with
a cry of pain I felt a third finger force its way in.  He worked on me
for what seemed forever, as I tried to adjust to the pain of the
fingers, and finally just as it was becoming bearable he pulled out
.
Lying down beside me on the small cot, he began to nibble my ear, moving
his mouth over and around my face, giving quick little kisses, he moved
to my neck and began to suck and kiss me, as he began to fondle my
nipples bringing them very erect, he moved his mouth to my nipples
sucking and kissing them while his hands cupped my balls, and stroked by
legs and thigh, and slipping his hand between my legs to massage my
ass.  Now, I was realizing and enjoying, he had me going and my cock was
hard and precum as dripping out, I wanted relief, he turned me on my
back, lifted my legs and dove between my ass cheeks to tongue and kiss
the hole hidden there, he had me writhing in a loss of self control as I
wanted him to enter me.  He instructed me to put my legs on his
shoulders, as he liked to face those he fucked.  I could feel his cock
at my hole and it just would not go in, with a sharp push he got it past
the sphincter, I let out a sharp gasp of extreme pain as he brought his
mouth down and kissed me.  He kissed me and played with my nipples while
my ass adjusted to his bigness, as he felt me relax he began a highly
sensual fucking of me, his strokes were long and gentle and they were
creating waves of great enjoyment, not only in my ass, but in my whole
body.  This was nothing like when I was raped the first time, but a
loving and considerate fuck, which was producing sensations of enjoyment
in every fiber of my body, I did not want it to end.

Chris continued to fuck me and was constantly kissing me on the mouth,
kissing and sucking my nipples, nibbling on an ear and kissing my neck.
He really marked me and was glad the next day we had group scarves we
could wear in lieu of ties, as really had some nice hickeys.

My pent up sperm could take it no longer and I came with great jolts,
spattering both of us with great gobs of cum.  I guess the spasms of my
ass must have sent Chris over the edge as with a heave he imbedded
himself as far as possible in me and I could feel the contractions of
his cock as he spent his cum into me.

Lying on top of me he gently caressed me as he became detumescent, and
slowly slipped out of me.
I asked him how he was able to go so long without cumming and he said
that while in Japan on one trip had picked up some tubes of what they
called "dink deadener", you put in on the head of the penis just under
the glans and around the head and it is sort of a narcotic which
desensitizes the area and thus makes it longer before you are able to cum.
We were a mess, since it was now about 0200, he suggested we go take a
shower and clean up, as there should be some tepid water left, grabbing
my towel we quietly left the building and made our way to the shower,
where there was enough warmish water to cleanse ourselves.  We walked
back in the warm night and he came in to dress, but took me in his arms
and we kissed holding each other and caressing each others backs,
buttocks and cock and balls.  I could not understand my feelings; I
never wanted to let him go this was far from what I imagined myself to
be.  He said "We seem to have made a connection, I am only sorry I will
soon be leaving, but it you are willing we will make the best of the
time we have left."  I could not speak only nod my head up and down and
he quietly left me and made his way to his own bunk.

Naked and feeling alone I climbed into my bunk, which still smelt of our
recent passion, I would have to ask JimSan to change it tomorrow.  What
would he think?  I had a good night's rest peopled only with dreams of
Chris, his cock and the perfect sex we had.


If you would like to read more of my adventure, please let me know.  Thanks