Date: Wed, 07 Apr 2004 13:57:34 -0600
From: Greg Young <afgreg@hotmail.com>
Subject: Air Force Memories 21

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 also need to add my thanks to all those who have written and
encouraged me.

I hope that you will find the following worthwhile.

Air Force Memories 21

August was coming to a close and I hoped it would be the end of the
heat, in the meantime I was still working out and doing my gymnastics.
One day General Park showed up while I was practicing, and he had a
small black bag with him, calling me over he ran his hands over my body
and then pulled my jock strap down and had me step out of it. Since he
had not been coming down I had been wearing a jock to practice. He
pulled on my nipples and remarked how nice they were, he did not know
that Alex liked them puffy, so I had continued to use the suction cups
on them. Then reaching into his bag he pulled out some alligator nipple
clamps joined by a thick heavy chain. Pulling first one nipple then the
other he attached them. I screamed, it had been sometime since anything
had been attached to my nipples and they no longer were slightly
toughened, but now were swollen and quite sensitive. He then got out a
ball stretcher and separator and attached it. The stretcher really
pushed my balls down and the separator made them look like two distinct
and separate entities. He then told me to do the floor exercises and the
pommel horse and when I finished those to come back to him.

I was in pain as I started the floor exercises, and slipped once landing
more or less on my outstretched balls, I let out a scream and the next
thing I knew the general was standing over me with a tawse whipping my
back. Telling me to get up and begin the exercises.
I did not know why he had changed first being nice to me and now again
being the sadistic bastard I knew him to be. I got up and started the
floor exercise again, each movement I made the chain connecting the
nipple clamps swung out and pulled on them causing me pain. I grimaced
and trying to just concentrate on the routine was finally able to finish
with a half way decent performance. Moving to the pommel horse I began
the routine and once again was able to concentrate on the movements to
lessen the pain, however the swinging of the chain between my nipples
and the occasional hitting of my bound balls on the horse brought sweat
and groans from me. The general was not satisfied and told me to repeat.
It was harder this time and by the time I completed a second set my
nipples were on fire as well as my nuts. Finishing I walked over to the
general.

He told me he wanted to see the routine on the rings, but first he had
an addition to add to me. He reached into his bag and brought out two
pieces of wood, which had long screws and wingnuts on the ends. He undid
the wingnuts and lifting one piece of wood off, held the other in back
of my balls. The wood had been hollowed out somewhat and my balls fit
into the hollows, taking the other piece he put it on the screws and
pushed it down until it two partially enclosed my balls, then taking the
wingnuts he began tightening the wood and compressing my balls, the pain
was almost unbearable and I screamed at him to stop. He told me they had
tried these out on the prisoner and while it caused pain, he knew at
what point to stop so no damage was done. I had to believe me, as the
tears coursed down my face and my body heaved in pain. He then loosened
the wingnuts some so that it was just a constant pain and told me to do
the ring routine. I did not know how I could ever manage it. Song-San
came over and lifted me up to the rings and when the general could not
see loosened the wingnuts a bit more. This made a big difference, and I
began the routine, once again the chain between my nipples pulled and
yanked as I moved and finally I finished and with a flourish came off
the rings, I misjudged and slipped and as I was recovering Song-San came
over and tightened the wingnuts to where the general had them, I thanked
him with my eyes and holding my head up walked over to the general. He
thanked me for the performance, reaching into his bag he took out some
weights which he attached to the clips on my nipples and on the chain
pulling the nips and muscle out even more. He tightened the wingnuts
again as I groaned in pain and then told me to get on my hands and knees
on the floor. Obeying him I heard him clap his hands and twelve men came
into the gym, they were naked and all were sporting hard ons. He told
them I was there for their pleasure and for one of them to come and get
him when they had finished with me. I looked at him in terror, what was
he doing to me and why? He turned and walked out the door. Song-San
reminded the men I was not to be hurt or marked in anyway, that they
could use my mouth and ass and that was all. Then one after the other
they began their rape of my body, my mouth and ass was stuffed time and
time again with hard demanding cocks which shot their loads into me. I
do not know how many times I was used as the pain from the weights and
the ball clamp was overloading my brain and all I could comprehend was
the tremendous pain I was feeling.

Finally it had to be over as I dimly heard the general tell me to stand.
He first removed the weights and then the nipple clips, as he took the
clips off and the blood rushed back into my sore and abused tits I
groaned at the pain. He then moved to the ball camp and whether on
purpose or not I will never know, but he began tightening the wingnuts
and compressing my balls, I screamed in pain and he smiled and began to
loosen the wingnuts, taking them off and removing the clamp from my
balls, then he removed the ball stretcher and separator and let my red
and somewhat swollen balls hang free. I managed to remain in an upright
position as was so mad at him I did not want to show weakness, he
reached down and swatted my nuts with his hands, packed his toys, and
picking up his bag, said "Until next time", and walked out, I collapsed
and Song-San helped me to the shower and after showering rubbed cooling
lotions and salves on my swollen and sore tits as well as my balls, the
medication soothed the pain, and I thanked him for his help. I rested
for a while then dressed and made my way home, vowing someday to wreck
vengeance on the general, one way or another.

When I got back I was changing into some more comfortable clothes, which
were loose and would not rub on my sore tits and balls, when Alex came
by and asked, "What in the hell happened to you?" I told him of my
session with the general and he stormed off to find Col. Crane. Finding
the colonel he got me and we met in the colonels room. After showing him
the condition of my tits and balls Col. Crane said he would talk again
to the general and tell him this was unacceptable and had to stop, that
anything leaving what could be lasting injury was absolutely forbidden.
After all I had been through I thought him a little late, but did have
to admit that no lasting physical injury had been done to me, but then I
told him they were messing with my mind and I wanted that stopped also.
He promised to see what he could do.

Colonel Crane told me to go to the dispensary and he would have Strasser
come over to check me out. When Strasser got there he had me strip and
gave me a good exam of my nipples, balls and ass. Then told me to take a
kit he had to the latrine, he would get some warm water and meet me
there as he wanted to give me an enema before he applied and medication.
Meeting him there he flushed out my ass three times and we walked back
to the dispensary. He put some medication on my nipples, rubbed some
salve on my scrotum and gave me a couple of pills for pain in the
testicles, then taking a tube with a long nozzle on the end he pushed it
up my ass as far as he could and squirted some medication into me, then
still pushing out the medication he slowly removed the nozzle from me.
He told me that things should be much better in the morning, but it
might take a day or two for the swelling in my balls to go down, but he
did not think I had been damaged any. Thanking him, I dressed, left and
went back to go to bed and try to sleep.

Surprisingly I got a good nights rest, and when I got up, noticed my
nipples were still somewhat swollen, but did not pain me, also that
while my balls were still larger than usual there was no pain there. I
gingerly felt my ass as while tender seemed to be ok, and finding the
asshole was happy to find that it was closed and tight. I pushed my
index finger against it, but was painful so quit. After dressing and
eating, I went over to the dispensary and asked Strasser for a couple
more pain pills as I was beginning to feel some pain and was
uncomfortable sitting. He had be strip, checked me out, put some more
salve and medication on my nipples and balls and up my ass, and gave me
some pills to take. Dressing I went on work and was happy that there was
not much to do that day.

I skipped going up to the gym to work out for a few days until my body
was back to normal and I was in a better frame of mind. I was still
furious at the general, but knew that there was not much I could do.
Colonel Crane, true to his word, had seen the general and told him that
things must change or he would no longer authorize me to come up to the
generals headquarters and would inform the Air Force attaché^Â in Seoul
of his decision and why it was made. The general, though not happy, told
Colonel Crane he would comply, and that any pain inflicted on me would
be temporary and leave no lasting effects once I left, except for maybe
some swollen tits, the colonel did agree to this, and when he told me
then I knew that the general would really give my nipples a workover,
when he was with me. I knew that the colonel could do nothing about the
raping of my mouth and ass and that was just something we would have to
live with. But as long as I knew that the torturing of my body was
mainly over, I could live with the decision.

About a week later, and while we were in September the heat showed no
signs of abating, I had to get up in the middle of the night to piss.
While I was standing at the pissor and finishing up, someone came up
behind me and pushing me forward ran his cock up and down my ass crack.
I had not had any sex since the time at the generals, and for some
reason the feeling of the hard cock moving up and down my crack excited
me. I pushed my ass back, and felt hands spreading my ass cheeks then
felt the head of a good-sized cock pressed against my sphnicter muscle.
I pushed out as he pushed in and the cock head breached my portal. He
slowly pushed the rest of his cock up my ass, it felt as if it was never
going to stop, but I finally felt his balls hit my ass. He stopped to
let me adjust to his cock, and waited until I pushed back against him,
then he started to fuck me slow and steady and had a way of moving his
cock so that it was hitting new spots in my ass. He kept this up for
sometime, my arms were getting tired leaning against the wall of the
pissor when he began fucking me fast and furious and then shoving his
cock all the way in, I could feel it swell and throb as he shot his cum
into me. He slowly fucked me again to milk the last out of his cock and
then kissing me on the neck, he pulled out and quickly left. I turned
around but could not see where he went, nor did I know who it was, but
he had given me a most satisfactory fuck, and I had not even realized it
when I had shot my own jizz out on my stomach, as I leaned forward. I
walked back to my bed and using some Kleenex cleaned my self off and
fell into bed and a deep slumber wondering who it was that had given me
such a satisfactory fuck.

The next day, Strasser came to see me as he had received word from the
hospital in Pusan that they wanted me back to work on my face. We went
over to headquarters and requested to see Col. Crane. When we got in
Strasser told him of his communication, but the colonel was already
aware of it, and told us he had informed them I would be at the hospital
the next day, that would give me time to tie up things here and pack, I
was told I could expect to be gone maybe a week.

I finished up what I had to do at the office, then packed and waited so
that I could tell Alex what had happened. When he came in from the
flight line I caught him as he was changing into a fresh flight suit. I
told him what had happened, and I would be leaving for Pusan in the
morning and be gone for about a week. He told that had been changed and
that he would fly me over right after dinner, leaving here about six and
getting they're around seven. We would spend the night in an inn, and I
would check into the hospital about 1000 hrs the next day. I told him
was packed and ready to go. We waited until the mess hall opened at 1700
and went over to eat; Col. Crane was there and wished us a good flight
and a good nights rest, as he winked at us.

After eating, we grabbed our bags, and were driven down to the flight
line, our plane was waiting, and we did the preflight check and filed
our flight plan. Alex had me get in the front seat, as had been a while
since I had piloted a plane and he wanted me to have the experience. I
warned him it might be rough, but had a smooth takeoff and banked the
plane to the east and decided to follow the coastline to Pusan, the
weather was clear and hot on the ground but a little cooler once we
reached our cruising altitude. We made it to Pusan without incident and
I managed to land the plane without bouncing, felt quite proud of myself
over that. We taxied in and parked the plane, tied it down for the
night, and went into ops to file our completed flight plan. Alex
informed them of where the plane was and asked that it be fueled and
serviced ready for takeoff around 0900 the next morning. The ops officer
assured him it would be done.

Alex called for a jeep and asked that we be taken to Tongnae Hot
Springs, he had radioed ahead that afternoon and had a friend make
reservations for us at one of the yogwans (inns) which also had hot
spring baths. It was an enjoyable ride except for the smells, I do not
think I will ever become used to the various odors I smell here in
Korea, charcoal smoke, the smell of excrement used on the rice paddies
and a myriad of other strange and obnoxious odors. Arriving at the
yogwan we thanked the driver and asked that someone pick us up at 0800
the next morning to take me to the hospital and Alex back to the flight line

We checked into the togwan and were shown to a very nice room. We set
our bags down and Alex reached over and managed to get my belt loose as
I was working the buttons on his shirt, it seemed forever for us to get
undressed as between removing articles of clothing we found ourselves in
deep and long kisses, we were making up for lost time.

Finally we were naked, and fell down on the bed which was provided.
Neither of us was shy about expressing our love for each other, but just
enjoyed each other. One of us would take the lead, driving the other to
heights of passion and joy, then backing off to allow the other to do
the same, it was an expression of love this give and take, and the used
of our mouths and tongues on each others nipples, cocks, fingers, toes,
knees, ears and working to the assholes. One was on top then the other,
we were side to side mouths to cocks and hands roaming all over bodies,
fingers up asses and we were reveling in it and loving each and every
minute.

Alex found my ass pucker with his index finger and I pushed back trying
to impale myself on it. He went it with spit and shoved in where I
wanted him to be, he spit some on his other hand and rubbed it on his
cock while he worked his finger in my ass. It dawned on me that, at
least with Alex, each time we had anal sex my ass seemed to open up
easier, faster and wider than when someone else tried to fuck me. I
wondered if this was my body recognizing the deep love I had for Alex. I
knew I loved to have Alex in me and that he loved to have me in him,
this made for the versatile sex relationship we had and opened all kinds
of opportunities and possibilities for each of us to give and receive.

Maybe it was our just being alone and could revel in each other's
bodies, but Alex's ministrations to my body and asshole were driving me
into frenzy. When he touched my asshole with his cock I quickly wriggled
myself putting my legs on his shoulders and pushing my ass back until I
could feel his balls on my ass. Now I was complete. His already stiff
cock seemed to grow more and become more rigid. I could not help myself
I cried out "Fuck me, give it to me, ride me, make my asshole move,"
while lowering my legs to the small of his back and pulling him closer
trying to make us one. Our sexual encounters got better each time and
this one was certainly turning us on as never before.

Alex lowered himself so he could kiss me and with our mouths locked
together, we were both making noises, I was working my ass muscles as
much as I could and then I felt Alex's cock grow and throb as I shot
great gobs of cum between us, covering our chests and stomachs. This set
Alex off and pushing his cock as far in as he could he ground his mouth
and tongue into mine as he shot off deep inside of me. We could not get
enough of each other; we lay there joined together by his cock, coming
down from a fantastic sexual peak.

Soon Alex's cock began to soften and slip from my ass, as my own cock
lost its rigidity.
There were no words to describe what had happened, I stretched and held
my hand out to Alex, telling him "You are marvelous", and what do you
think you are as he leaned to kiss me, we lay there contentedly until
Alex said "shall we try the hot springs?" I agreed and he got up pulling
me with him and arm in arm we walked out of the room to the adjoining bath.

We walked into the bath and soaped each other up, having fun with the
nipples, cock and balls and in ticking soapy fingers up each other's
ass, then standing under a shower rinsed off. We walked into the hot
pool where we leisurely soaked sitting across from each other so that
our feet could caress the legs of the other and then let our toes play
with the cock and balls of the other. We stayed in the pool long enough
for our muscles to relax and our pores open, then got out and then
sitting on the rim did some serious soaping and scrubbing to cleanse
each other's body, after this was completed we again showered and got
into the hot pool where we luxuriated in its warmth. Finally feeling
satiated we got out and having a warm shower stepped outside to air dry.
We stood in a little enclosed garden and looked up at the night sky and
marveled at our great and good luck in finding each other. Neither of us
could bear to think what would happen at the end of this tour of duty.

Holding hands we walked back into the bedroom, and if it were possible
we were even more turned on than we had ever been. We fell on the bed
and began making love again, only this time it was like we were moving
in slow motion, nothing was hurried and we took turns pleasuring each
other in many different ways, bringing each other almost to the point of
climax several times. We both began to feel sensations we had not
experienced before.

Finally Alex was lying on his back and I was on top of him, rubbing
myself over his body and then slipping down to lick, suck and kiss his
nipples. Alex spread his legs apart and I just naturally slipped between
them. My rigid steel cock jabbed him and he raised his hips as I slipped
further down on his body.

When that happened he wrapped his legs around me and placing my cock
head at the entrance to his, felt it open and engulf it, my cock slid as
easily into him as his had into me. "Give it to me love" he cried. We
were coupled as one and this was not just a fuck this was making love,
when each man loved the other and was giving all they had. I enjoyed
playing with Alex's nipples, but was careful not to make contact with
his cock which was leaking precum, I dipped my finger in the precum
running down his side and fed each of us in turn by giving him my finger
to suck then replenishing the cum I sucked it off. I leaned down to kiss
Alex and somehow that pressed a magic button for as I pushed into his
love canal his cock spurted and he erupted on our stomachs and chests as
I felt his sphincter muscle try to clamp shut. That triggered me and if
felt as if gallons of cum were pushing and pulsing out of his cock. Alex
relaxed between each shot, which allowed me to expel more cum. Our
orgasms seemed to go on forever, it was a wonderful feeling, and we were
as one body as each reacted to the others muscle spasms.
To me this was the ultimate in love.

Mouths searched for each other then I wanted to taste Alex, and I licked
the cum from his chest, and taking some on a finger put it in Alex's
mouth, and then leaned over to kiss him so we could stir the cum around
in each other's mouth.

No words were spoken, just sounds of love and pleasure. We lay like that
for several minute until I started to slip out of Alex, and as we began
to separate the cum which had dried on us began to separate. We really
did not separate and must have dozed off, because by the time we woke up
we were really stuck together.

We got up and made our way back to the bath, this time we washed each
other rinsed, relaxed in the pool and then taking a warm shower once
again stood outside to dry before returning to the bedroom and the bed.
As we snuggled together in bed I happened to look at my watch on the
stand and was shocked to see that it was 0130. What a wonderful time
this had been, we wrapped ourselves together and must have immediately
fallen asleep.

We did not wake up until there was a knock on the door telling us it was
0700, we got up and with our morning hardons went into the bathroom to
pee, we stood side by side while peeing, the cum from the night before
really gave us morning breath, so we quickly brushed our teeth, and
shaved, then we had time for a quick shower. We finally were ready to leave.

We had a light breakfast at the inn and were waiting outside on the
veranda when our ride came for us. We chatted about my coming operation
and how long I would be in the hospital, they had originally thought it
would be a week, but it could be longer. I was a little apprehensive
about it and Alex did all he could to calm me down. All too soon we were
at the hospital and taking my bag I walked to the door turned and waved
to Alex and entered.

I walked up to the desk and told them I was Lt. Greg Young there for
some plastic surgery, the nurse pulled a chart out and asking some
questions filled in some blanks and ran for an orderly to show me to my
bed. The hospital did not have private rooms but bays, and the bay I was
in was empty, as I was the only one scheduled of plastic surgery. I
would have like some company, but so be it. The orderly brought me a
pair of hospital pajama's and when I had changed took my clothes and bag
except for my ditty bag to be placed in a locker and told me the doctor
would be in to see me shortly, and that probably they would do the
operation today.

I lay there thinking about the wonderful night I had with Alex and was a
little embarrassed when the doctor came as I had a hardon tenting my
pajama bottoms and causing the fly to open showing part of my cock and
shaved balls. He looked at me and laughed then had me sit up so he could
look at my face. He said that they would do the operation in about an
hour, and that all I would have would be a couple of locals, one for the
right side of my face and one for my buttocks where they would take some
skin for the graft, he said I would not feel any pain, but might feel
some blood run down my face and hear them when they cut, he also said
they would give me a tranquilizer which should calm me down. I thanked
him and noticed that while he was explaining things to me my cock had
shrunk way down as if it were now trying to hide.

It seemed no time at all until they came in and put me on a gurney and
wheeled me into the operating room. Previously they had given me a shot,
which I guess was the tranquilizer, as I was feeling fine. They shot my
face in several spots and turning me on my side shot my left buttock in
a couple of places, and then went about some other business while the
anesthetic took effect. Finally they were poking me with something and
asking if I could feel anything, I told them that I could not feel much
and no pain, they had jabbed with needles, so they began to work. I
could look up at the doctors above me and then I heard a weird sound as
they began to cut into may face, I cannot describe it, but I will never
forget it. Then I could feel something running down my neck and someone
wiping it up. After some time they turned me and I guess removed some
skin from my ass, and then turning me again worked again on my face. In
hearing them talk they seemed quite pleased with what was happening and
said that I would probably need one more operation and then some finish
work, but all was going well. It did not seem like I was there long, and
was shocked to find out that the operation took over three hours. They
bandaged me up and wheeled me back to my bed, and then an orderly
brought me lunch. After eating I was given a pill and before I knew was
fast asleep and the next thing I knew the orderly was shaking me to tell
me dinner was there, I ate and fell immediately back to sleep and slept
until I was awakened by a nurse to take my temperature. Why they do this
at an ungodly hour in the morning I will never know.
After a while an orderly came in with water so I could brush my teeth
and wipe my face off before breakfast. He told me he would be back later
to give me a bath. Was kinda nice to be waited on. I had some soreness
in my face and ass so asked about a pain pill and he said he would check
with the nurse on duty. Since I was the only one in this ward there was
not a full time nurse assigned there, but one in another ward looked out
for me, I did have an orderly assigned to the ward full time and since I
was his only patient got great treatment. The orderlies were young men
in there mid twenties and I was surprised to see that they were all
muscular and really nice looking young men. Since we were still in a war
zone they all including doctors and nurses were in battle greens not
whites. However my orderlies did not wear their jackets and so were just
in tee shirts, due to the heat.

The orderly soon came back and said that the doctor would be in to see
me in a few minutes and then would decide what medication I should have.
He said after doc looks you over I'll give you your bath. The doctor was
there in about fifteen minutes and checked my face and ass, saying I
looked fine, due to the bandage on my left buttock I was only wearing a
pajama top and that was unbuttoned. He checked my heart and blood
pressure, and told the orderly he would have some pain medication sent
over for me and to follow the instructions on it. Also, he asked me if I
shaved my body, and when I answered yes told the orderly that when I was
bathed to shave me as the hair growing out could become itchy and he did
not want me to have that along with the face and ass healing.

The orderly whose name I found out was Roy came back in a while with the
bath and shaving stuff, he bathed me and then using an old fashioned
brush and cup lathered up my body, the use of the brush was a different
feeling and when he hit around the nipples and cock and balls it was
quite erotic, in the pits it had a tendency to tickle, but he soon had
me lathered up and began shaving me with an old fashioned straight edge
razor, needless to say I remained extremely quiet during this operation,
especially when he was working around my cock and balls. When he had
finished using some lotion he had brought he rubbed and massaged it into
my body, giving me a first class hardon when he worked on my cock.

Then giving me a pill he left me to rest.

The days blended as there was not much to do, the doctors came to see me
twice a day, I saw the nurse in the morning and at night and other than
that just the orderlies in the bay, I was bathed everyday and shaved
every other day. The best thing was the food, they had all kinds which
we had not been able to get, fresh eggs so I actually could have some
fried eggs, real milk, not powdered, and beef, they had steaks,
hamburger and roasts, not once did I see our normal fare of chicken or ham.

My face was healing nice and so was my ass that after ten days they said
I could go back to my home base. I had been able to wear pajama bottoms
for the last couple of days and also had been able to take a shower by
myself, as long as I kept my face away from the water, the area on my
ass had healed over to the point where the water did not bother it.

I was told to rub both areas with baby oil after showering and also
first thing in the morning to keep the skin supple. While I was glad to
be going home I would miss the baths and wonderful body shaves that Roy
had given me while I was there. He told me he would probably still be
there when I came back for the final work, and the Doctor told me it
would only by some face work that no more grafts would be needed. I was
most happy to hear this and asked when I might be back and he said
probably the beginning of November.

They had notified Col. Crane when I could be released and he decided to
fly over and get me himself. So after twelve days in the hospital I was
in the plane flying back to those who I had come to love as brothers and
more.

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