Date: Sat, 8 Jul 2006 13:20:19 -0400
From: storylink@hushmail.com
Subject: DON'T ASK

This is a work of gay/homosexual erotic fiction. If this type of material
offends you, you have definitely reached the wrong place and are urged to
turn back before you can awaken strange new sexual desires that may or
may not lie deep within you. Be warned! Once lit, the fire of passion for
the touch of another man cannot be easily extinguished! Enjoy!


You should know, I'm still in the military -- won't tell you which service --
so I have changed all of the names and have been deliberately vague about
the location of the story because I love serving my country but feel
compelled to tell you about what I have experienced. To get to the point, I
started having sex with men for the first time three years ago, while in
the military -- and on duty!

I've always enjoyed the company of my male friends, I played sports in high
school and college so I had been immersed in naked male bodies on many many
occasions. I never hesitated to look at and admire the hard, fit naked
bodies of my teammates in the locker room and was proud to show of my own
hard body and hefty cock but never thought much about it. It was only after
enlisting in the military and arriving at boot camp that I really started
to crave the sight of naked male bodies.

In boot camp, there is absolutely no privacy, so finding a private place to
masturbate was an impossibility. After about a week of grueling physical
and mental training, I was really needing to shoot a load and found myself
laying quietly in the dark one night, waiting for everything to settle down
so that I could sneak into the toilet to relieve the buildup in my
balls. This would be the tricky part, there were no stalls, just open
toilets and I didn't have the guts to get caught in the big shower room
spanking it. So, I had resigned myself to sitting on a toilet and spanking
it out in the open, hoping I could cover and make it look like I was using
the facilities for something other than sexual release if someone came in.

I was really tired, even though I kept in great shape, basic training was
kicking my ass. But, I was determined to stay awake until the coast was
clear for me to pump out the load that was threatening to overflow my low
hangers and leak out on it's own. To stay awake, I let my mind wander to
thoughts of home and old friends. I soon found myself reminiscing about my
high school days of playing sports, specifically the locker room after any
game that we had won. The air was always charged with the unique energy and
smells of healthy young men feeling victorious after great physical
exertion. The memories came flooding back, hoots and hollers, laughing,
slapping asses, snapping towels, and the unique musky smell of sweaty male
bodies. My dick was rock-hard and straining against my boxers and I had
started rubbing it through the material while reliving those high school
memories.

Taking a look around the large darkened room, I decided it was time and did
a fast-walk to the can, hoping no one could see my boner in the
near-dark. Upon entering the section of the facilities with the shitter as
we referred to it, to my immediate relief I found myself alone. There were
two rows of thirty toilets facing each other across ten feet of spotless
tile with no stalls. I picked the very last bowl on the right, farthest
from the entrance so I would at least have a chance to cover up if I heard
someone coming.

I pulled my boxers down over my thick stiff 7  incher and sat down
quickly, ready to get to work. I let myself relax, took a deep breath, and
settled in to enjoy myself. I was tempted to work myself up quick but it
had been so long that I was determined to take my time and enjoy it, even
though it increased the risk that I might get caught by another soldier
wandering in. Looking back, I think I wanted to be caught handling my meat
by another man......

I reached the point where I knew that I couldn't hold back any more and
really increased my pumping. I was totally absorbed in an image of my high
school locker room after we had won a game against our toughest
competition. I opened my eyes just as I started shooting one of the biggest
loads I had ever shot and saw a fellow soldier walk around the corner with
a massive rock hard boner tenting out his boxers but it was too late. I
shot four or five big ropes up into the air that landed in the middle of
the floor in front of me and tried not to look at him. Instantly exhausted
from such an intense orgasm, I leaned back on the seat to keep my
balance. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that the soldier had
obviously left, saving us both the embarrassment of dealing with the scene
I had just starred in and the big shots of cum on the floor, my hand and
still hard cock.

While I cleaned up myself and the floor with tissue, I realized that I
liked getting caught shooting my load by another man, I really liked the
fact that his huge dick was rock hard in his shorts and that he was
probably coming in there to shoot his load too. From then on, I slowly
started to realize that I was probably gay and had been all along. I had
had plenty of sex with girls in high school and college but realized that I
had been masturbating for years while thinking about those locker-room
scenes. Boy, I sure had done a good job of fooling myself into thinking
that I was straight. I found myself really wanting to touch another man, to
feel a naked male body pressed against my flesh, but most of all, to taste
a cock in my mouth.

While still in boot camp, I kept myself on guard against revealing these
feelings to my fellow soldiers -- don't ask, don't tell, right? -- and still
managed the occasional load in the can late at night while fantasizing that
the soldier that discovered me that first time came back and caught me
again. In my fantasy, his hand replaced mine and I pulled his huge cock out
of his shorts and stuffed it into my mouth. It was at this point that I
usually shot my load. The frustrating part is that I never got a good clear
look at him, he had a thick muscular build with medium brown hair and could
be any one of 40 or so guys in our barracks so I never knew who he was.

After boot camp, I got transferred to a base in the south where I had my
first sexual experience with a man............

While working sentry duty one night I had the good fortune to meet up with
a real arrogant asshole of a soldier that was absolute walking hot
perfection. He was a real man's man, with an attitude to match. His name
was Jim and if you wanted your face broken, you called him Jimmy. Looking
back, I have to wonder if the duty orders that posted two soldiers to the
same one-soldier post at the same time were an accident or if Jim actually
set it up that way -- I was to find out later that he had a real talent for
pulling strings...

I had noticed him for the first time in the showers of the barracks, he was
muscular and hung with that classic rough-guy handsomeness -- six feet four
inches tall with a broad frame covered in hard muscle and a big set of
balls that hung low under a thick meaty cock. He reminded me of the soldier
that caught me masturbating in boot camp and I hoped that he was. After
that, I had seen him around and heard his loud voice and seen him
swaggering through the barracks on more than one occasion with that big
cock flopping around making a scene under a towel that left one hip or the
other completely exposed. Our barracks were huge and occupied two floors in
a big L-shape and until lights out, it was non-stop noise and motion so it
was no surprise that we had never actually met before that night on duty.

When I arrived at the sentry post, I noticed that there were no lights and
the hum of the air conditioner was suspiciously absent. The real challenge
when posted to this shack at night was to stay awake in the dark and not to
sweat to death in the hot southern night. The electrical had gone out in
the shack weeks ago and had yet to be repaired. The problem was apparently
somewhere in the power lines running to this remote point between the main
base and the shack itself and it was not a priority to get it fixed. The
base was old and the maintenance crew had bigger fish to fry.

Jim was there when I stepped into the sentry shack expecting to relieve
him. He looked me over and asked, "What the fuck do you want?"

"I'm here to relieve you for the night watch" I told him.

"I just came on duty soldier, somebody screwed up your orders -- this is my
watch numb-nuts" he said with a snarl of contempt and added "and I had the
decency to show up a few minutes early to be sure to relieve my fellow
soldier on time." Even though I was right on time, I bristled at the
criticism but said nothing -- this swaggering brute was clearly not one to
fuck with.

We both quickly decided that we would not wake a commanding officer in the
middle of the night to sort out our double-posting. Since neither of us was
willing to make the call or leave our assigned post, we were stuck there in
that little shack until the relief sentry showed up in the morning. Without
asking, Jim took the only chair and I said nothing as I found a comfortable
spot on the floor and settled in for what was sure to be a boring and
completely uneventful night. Since we were posted at a back gate that was
rarely ever used, even in daylight, it was sure to be quite and boring as
hell.

After about an hour of stone silence and some light dozing on my part, Jim
farted loudly and announced that he was going to sneak through the woods
back to the base visitor's center for some cold sodas out of the
machine. "I'll bring you one but you'd better keep your mouth shut about me
leaving post" was all he said as he slipped out into the hot, muggy night.

An hour later, he still wasn't back and the sweat was dripping off of
me. It seemed to have gotten hotter, if that was possible in the middle of
the night. I took off my shirt for relief even though it was strictly
against the rules -- who was going to see me out here in the middle of the
night anyway? My t-shirt was soaked with sweat so I took that off too. A
very slight breeze had started up and I turned my face to it as it moved
through the open windows and doors of the little sentry shack.

At this point, I figured that Jim wasn't coming back for whatever reason
and that I was on my own. I didn't waste any time taking over his chair and
sitting back to let the weak breeze cool me down a little. After a while, I
found myself cooling off and getting horny at the same time. My cock had a
mind of it's own and was as hard as a rock. I figured what the hell, Jim
clearly wasn't coming back and no one came through this gate ever, much
less this late at night. With no electricity, there were no lights but the
light of the moon and my flashlight, if I needed it. With my mind made up,
I quickly stripped out of the rest of my fatigues and boxers and settled in
for a nice jack off session on that little wooden chair. I was really
getting into it when all of the sudden, there was a bright light in my face
and a deep voice saying, "Now, what in the hell is going on here soldier?"

I was caught! This was going to get me into big trouble for sure. I assumed
that the voice belonged to a duty officer that had decided for some reason
to make surprise rounds in the middle of the night! This happened so very
rarely that I hadn't even considered it as a possibility!

There I was, naked as a jaybird with my thick and still hard dick in my
fist oozing juice, caught! I didn't know what to do and my dick wouldn't go
down, especially with my hand still on it but I was paralyzed with fear and
embarrassment at being caught this way and couldn't move or get out an
intelligible word. I just made sounds like "um" and "uh" and not much else
as my entire body blushed to a bright red to match my throbbing cock.

Suddenly, the light went out and was replaced by gut-splitting laughter! It
was Jim! "Man, I got trapped in a coat closet when two officers came in for
a late-night soda and a chat at one of the tables. I thought you might
wonder what happened to me but I didn't think you'd get up to this!"

Relieved that I wasn't going to have to answer to the base brass for
whacking it while on duty and out of uniform, I laughed too, my nudity
covered back up by the darkness. My cock was still raging-hard and bobbed
up and down as I laughed.

Suddenly, Jim got serious, "That's a big cock you got there, soldier." I
didn't know what to do, naked with a hard-on in the dark with this hot
fucker. I said without thinking, "Not as big as the meat I've seen you
swinging in the barracks, you big fucker." Suddenly, he was so close that I
could feel his body heat over the sweltering night air. I thought for sure
he was going to beat the shit out of me but instead he said, "Yeah, but
you've never seen it hard, rub this." With that he pulled my hand off my
still-throbbing cock and pressed it against the hard, swollen crotch of his
uniform pants.

I couldn't believe what was happening! Here I was, naked in the dark with
the hottest soldier I had ever seen and he was pressing my hand against his
hard monster cock through his uniform! I was overcome with lust and knew
that this was it, I was finally going to taste a man's cock in my mouth! I
was actually shaking with nervous sexual excitement!

Although I couldn't really see much, I kept rubbing his hard and still
growing cock through his pants and used my left hand to continue jacking my
cock. "I'll take over here" he said as he leaned down to remove my hand
from my throbbing tool and replaced it with his own! Wow, I had never had
another man touch my cock except for doctors during physicals and I was
instantly ready to explode! "You'd better slow down, I'm going to shoot!" I
panted. He ignored my warning and increased his pumping and tightened his
grip in my dick until I thought the head was going to pop off! Without
warning, I reached a blinding-hot orgasm and grunted and thrashed shooting
rope after rope of hot cum into the darkness while still rubbing his hard
cock through his fatigues.

When my orgasm was over and I caught my breath, I said, "that was
unbeliev....." "We have a problem" he interrupted me. "You've gotten your
cum all over my uniform, you'd better get busy licking it off so that I
don't have to explain it to an officer in the morning." He grabbed my head
and pulled my face into his abs and a big, sticky glob of my own cum. I was
out of control with desire and began urgently and eagerly licking every
drop of my cum off of him there in the dark, operating by touch and smell
alone since I couldn't see anything much in the dark shack. All during
this, I never stopped rubbing his monster-cock through his
uniform. Finally, he barked, "that's enough, my uniform's clean. Now, lick
your fucking cum off my boots!"

I didn't waste any time getting down on the floor of that dusty little
shack and licking my cum off his boots like my life depended on getting
them spotless. After a few minutes of this, he pulled me up and wrapped his
arms around me, pulling me tight against him. He was taller than me by a
good five inches or so and my face ended up just under his left
jaw. Instinctively, I began licking his neck and under his jaw and he began
to moan as he ground his hips against me, pushing that hard cock-lump into
my bare abdomen.

In a feverish lust, I found myself lost to my wild sexual desire for this
man and my inhibitions were gone. No thoughts of what would happen if we
were discovered and court-marshaled. No worries about whether or not this
made me a "fag" or not, I didn't care one little bit about any of that as I
gave in to feelings I had been fighting down since boot camp. I reached
behind him and grabbed his ass and started massaging it while still licking
that hot neck -- I could feel his pulse, strong and fast and getting faster.

Suddenly, he grunted really loud and announced that he was going to cum in
his pants. This made me crazy and I actually started chewing on his
shoulder through his uniform. His broad hips bucked against me and he
continued grunting and snorting as he shot his spunk in his pants. When it
was over, he stopped hugging me and said in a husky voice, "Now you've gone
and done it good, I have an entire load shot in my shorts and I'm a mess."
"No problem, open em' up and let me clean up the mess I caused" I said
without hesitation. He didn't hesitate either, he took of his
highly-polished boots first and pealed off his entire uniform in a matter
of seconds. I went to work cleaning up his cum before he could get his
shirt off. I was delirious with the smell and taste of his cum and didn't
stop until every last trace of that enormous load was gone down my throat
and in my belly.

He was still standing there, legs spread wide and leaning on the counter
behind him for support, his monster cock rock hard and standing at full
attention. Without asking, I stuffed as much of it into my mouth and throat
as I could and immediately started gagging and choking on the big pulsing
member. "Hey, slow down, we've got all night, take your time soldier" he
said as he rubbed the sides of my head with his big strong hands.

All night? All night? Could he be serious? Was this really going to go on
all night? I thought that I was going to have a heart attack, my heart was
beating so hard. I couldn't remember my cock ever being so hard or big
before and even though I wasn't touching myself, I was about to shoot again
from the shear overload of lustful feelings of having this hot
soldier-man's huge cock in my mouth!

Somehow, he must have known that I was about to cum -- it must have been all
of the grunting and writhing that I was doing -- and he reached down under
my arms and pulled me up off of his throbbing cock till I was standing. He
turned the two of us so that I was now the one leaning back on the counter
and quickly went down on his knees, swallowing my dripping cock to the base
in one gulp! My mind was swimming, what the fuck was going on? Was this
butch man's man soldier really sucking my entire cock down into his throat?
I was on fire and out of control as I grabbed his head and started roughly
fucking his face, shoving my cock down his throat so far and hard that his
face was literally banging into my pelvis and my big balls were banging him
in his throat! It's a good thing that we were in a remote part of the base
because I let out a yell and a loud string of curses as I came down his hot
throat and kept on pumping until well after the last shot was out of my
nuts and down his cum-slick throat.

After that, I fell back on the counter and collapsed, completely
drained. The next thing I knew, he was towering over me stroking that huge
cock and groaning. "I'm gonna shoot all over you, you nasty fucker, take my
load you pig!" he said as he began coating my face, neck, abdomen, crotch,
and thighs with an enormous load of his hot spunk. There was so much of it!
"Well now, it seems that I've made quite a mess" he said,
matter-of-factly. Without another word, he bent down and started licking
his own load off of me! He started with my thighs and worked his way up,
deliberately avoiding my crotch. He didn't stop until he had actually
licked my face clean! When his tongue passed over my lips, I wanted to open
them and kiss him bad but somehow I knew that it would have been a mistake
at that point. Once he finished with my face, he moved back down to my
crotch, still covered with his sticky spunk and licked my once-again rock
hard cock and balls until they were spotless. He lifted my balls, shoved
his nose up under them and said, "smells like some ran down in your crack,
better get these legs up so I can finish my work."

With that, he put his big hands behind my knees and lifted until my ass was
pointing right up at his face! He started by licking the back-side of my
balls and then moved on to my taint until that was all clean too. Without
warning, he shoved his tongue right through my flexing ass-ring and began
eating my ass like a pussy. I had been sucked off by girls and even had one
that liked licking my big balls but I had never had anyone do anything like
this to me. It was amazing! My cock was dripping pre-cum up my stomach like
crazy with an occasional glob hitting my face as this big stud moved me
around a bit still eating my manhole like his life depended on it.

He scooped some of my pre-cum off of my stomach and used it to lube up my
hole even more than his spit had -- this was really starting to drive me to
the edge. As he was smearing it around the outside of my hole, he slipped
one of his thick meaty fingers in as far as it would go and I was in
ecstasy as I began spraying my own face as I came again. While I was still
shooting, he shoved in another finger to join the first one and jabbed
fiercely at my prostate! What happened then is hard to put into words, all
I can say is that I felt insane with the need to have his huge cock up my
spasming hole and said, "fuck me, shove that big nasty meat up my virgin
asshole and let me know what it means to be fucked by a big fucking stud!

He didn't waste any time lowering me back to the countertop with his two
meaty fingers still inside me as I continued to grind and gyrate on
them. When he pulled out his fingers, I immediately missed them and
actually whimpered a little. Now that I was flat on my back with my legs
still up nice and high, he was in perfect position to shove that monster
meat into my hungry hole. I felt like I was burning up, on fire with desire
for this stud-fucker of a man and desperate to feel his big cock being
shoved up my hole. "I hope you can handle it, it's pretty thick" he
said. "Put that big fucker in me, you fucking pig!" was all I could say.

He put the big head right up against my hot slick hole and got himself
positioned to give me a good fucking. I surprised him by grabbing the edge
of the counter and shoving my ass forward to engulf the head and first
couple of inches. I didn't feel any pain like I expected, only a wonderful
heat spreading out from my asshole and covering my whole body like a
blanket, it gave me chills up and down my spine, my asshole felt
electrified and pre-cum was already oozing out of the head of my dick like
a leaky faucet.

In one smooth and slow movement, he buried that monster up my ass and
changed me forever. I knew in that instant that I would always enjoy the
feeling of another man's cock in my asshole. He grunted and flexed his cock
in my glove tight hole and I actually felt it jump a bit as it swelled even
bigger with engorged blood, stretching my hole even further. I said, "I
want this to last, you are the first and I want to make it last as long as
we can." "Don't worry about that, I've easy got a couple more loads in this
big thing, you just hold on."

It was good advice he gave me, telling me to hold on. He started out so
slow and it was so good that I was transported. I wasn't on the base any
more, I wasn't even on the planet, my whole universe was my asshole and the
big piece of meat that was stretching it open. Before long, he picked up
his pace and was pulling almost completely out before plunging all the way
back in to the hilt and I was going wild, gyrating and bucking beneath him,
meeting his thrusts with my own. Suddenly, he stopped and told me, "lay
still and don't move." I did as he said and he pulled all the way out of me
-- I could feel my hole gaping and reaching for his cock as he did so. Then
he said, "I am going to really work your ass-ring with the head of this
thing, just relax and enjoy it." I just moaned as he began teasing my hole
with just the fat headof his dick, slowly half-stoking it into my hole and
then pulling out before the head could get all the way in. He was so gentle
and focused on the task that it was ecstasy. Soon, he was putting the
entire head in just far enough to pop it through my ring and pulling it
right back out. He picked up his pace and I found myself thrashing around
and uttering profanities and other intelligible noises as I felt myself
building to yet another enormous orgasm.

I told him that I was about to shoot and he shoved that big piece of meat
all the way to the hilt and it was like he used that big dick head to hit
my switch because the instant he had it all the way in and my hole
stretched wide, I shot the biggest load I had ever shot in my life! It hit
the window over my head and rained down all over me, I even got some on his
massive chest and hung in his dark chest hair like nasty decorations.
After I came, I thought he was pulling out but just as he pulled the head
out of my hole, he reversed direction and started fucking me with wild
abandon. The sweat was running off him in little rivers that I could barely
make out with my dark-adjusted vision in the moonlight. I could just make
out the wild look in his eyes and that turned me on even more, if that was
possible.

He was snorting and cursing and actually started biting my calves and feet,
which he still held in place with his big hands behind my knees. He shot an
enormous load up my ass so hard that I could feel each spurt. He kept
shoving his cock in me even after he finished shooting and telling me how
hot my soldier-ass was, how it was his ass and he was fucking it and using
it as he wished. All through this he was heavy-breathing and punctuating
his speech with precise thrusts of that huge meat up my ass.

After a few minutes of this, he was clearly exhausted and reluctantly
pulled his softening cock out of my ravaged asshole. He literally dropped
into the little wooden chair and threw his head back, gasping for air and
trying regain his composure. I just lay there on the counter, spent,
delirious, and feeling like a new man.

Once I felt like I could walk again, I carefully sat up on the counter and
started to slide down to put my feet on the floor. My stud-fucker was up in
a quick, catlike movement to grab me and help me down from the counter. He
put his arm around me and made sure that I was steady before letting me
go. "Hey, why don't we jump in the pond down the road and get cleaned up?"
It was only a couple hundred feet in-base and just off the gate road. I
immediately agreed and reached for my clothes. "Nah, fuck it, let's walk
down there in our boots only, who will know?"

So down the dirt road we walked side by side, buck-ass naked in the
moonlight and hot air in only our boots, swollen abused cocks swinging in
the night air. Soon enough we were on the little path that led to the pond
and he stopped me, grabbing me by the shoulders. I was instantly on guard
for the return of the smartass macho asshole I had thought him to be before
tonight. "I have to tell you something" he said. "What we did was great, I
know you were really into it and so was I but we have to pretend it never
happened......" My heart started to sink and then he added, "Until it
happens again!" with a big shit-eating grin of satisfaction as he grabbed
me and kissed me full on the mouth and shoved his tongue past my lips to
meet my own. "You know we could never get this kind of hot action from
women, you're my hot fuck-buddy now!" and smacked me on the ass as he took
off running the last few feet to the pond and dove in. I followed him in as
fast as I could and really enjoyed the cool water after so much heat and
sweating. At one point as we were splashing about, I grabbed him and pulled
him to me. "You are my first, I have never had sex with another man but
have wanted to for a long time now, thank you for making it something I
will never forget." He kissed me hard then and even though he didn't need
to whisper, he did just the same, "I've wanted you since I caught you
blowing that load in the toilet in boot camp and tonight, I made sure it
happened"

In the next installment, officer's training takes on a hole new meaning as
Jim and I find ourselves once again thrown into a situation made for
nastiness while on maneuvers, with an Officer!