Date: Mon, 3 Feb 1997 12:33:16 -0600 From: David In the Navy I was 18 when I decided to join the Navy. Twelve years of public school and two years of college was all I could handle. I had known that I was gay since I was about thirteen. That was when I was regularly having sex with my two best friends. But this last year had been a bad one. I had broken up with my latest lover, a twenty-eight year old redhead named Tom. I had been in love, with him and his ten inch cock. It seemed everywhere I went I saw him, usually with another guy and it felt like I was going to die each time. So I decided had to get out of town and the Navy looked like a good ticket out. It was January, and the average temperature was about twenty degrees. I went to boot camp in Orlando, Florida, thinking it would be warm there. When the plane landed there was snow on ground. The first time in 10 years or so the paper said. After calling the base and telling them I was at the airport they finally came after us, about three hours later. They waited for all the planes to come in that were carrying new recruits. It was after midnight when we finally got to the barracks where we were to be housed. Of course we weren't allowed to go to bed we had to go a building where we were all stripped down to our underwear so they could ship everything that we were told we could bring back home including the clothes on our back. In the bright florescent lights of the room I got my first good look at the variety of boys that I would be spending the next three months with. Sleeping side by side and on top of each other. I suppose that some of the guys weren't expecting to be stripped as they hadn't worn underwear under their street clothes. I got my first good look at Navy cock. Trying to be casual I glanced around at the multitude of bare and covered dicks that lay before me. I saw other people doing the same thing and smiled inwardly, thinking that this may not be as bad as I thought. Finally they gave us some clothes to wear and took us back to the place that would be home for the next three months. I was assigned to a bottom bunk under a rather good-looking guy of about twenty one or twenty two. His name was James, one of the guys who hadn't bothered to wear underwear, something I had noticed as his cock looked to be about eight inches long and as thick as the end of a coke bottle. The next morning we awoke us at four thirty to the sound of a trash can being beaten with a stick. As I lay in my bunk trying to figure out what was going on James got out his bunk his feet landing about six inches to the side of me. His early morning hard on bobbing in front of my face. The thick bright red head staring me in the eyes, it was all I could do not to reach over and lick it, it looked so juicy. Pretending to still be asleep I waited until he had his instrument of pleasure covered before I got out of bed myself, trying to hide the roaring hard on I instantly got at seeing his hard tool. It didn't work, James smiled at me and said that it happened to everyone. He thought it was just a morning piss hard-on. Gathering my toothbrush and morning necessities I followed James to the "head" as everyone called the bathroom. Again the sight of thirty half dressed and undressed boys made my subsiding hardon return in full force. I went quickly to an empty sink and bent over partly to brush my teeth and partly to cover my hardon that was tenting out the too big pants they had given me the night before. Waiting for the bathroom to empty out a little I made my way to a urinal to piss, hoping that that would keep the raging monster my dick had become at bay. After a few moments I felt a presence at my side, it was James. Instead of using one of the other ten empty urinals he had made his way to the one directly next to me. Being a little piss shy I couldn't go with someone standing that close to me. I just stood there feeling stupid with my still semi-hard dick in my hand trying hard not to stare at the big hunk of meat hanging out next to me. James finally started to piss and the sound of his piss hitting the white porcelain loosened my sphincter and I was able to piss also. Following him out of the "head" I gazed at the too tight pants they had given him that showed his ass to such great advantage. Not too big, not too small but just right, I was falling in love. We were led outside into the cold morning air at five o'clock. We hadn't been issued jackets and it seemed to be freezing as we were marched to the mess hall. Entering I saw why they called it the mess hall, the food was a mess. As you slid your tray down the line they just slopped anything on it. Finding an open table I sat down, and a little while later I saw James looking for somewhere to sit and waved him over. His being almost three inches taller than I, put him several rows behind me whenever we marched anywhere. As he sat down he told me that I had better hurry up and eat as we only had fifteen minutes to eat before we had to be back outside and lined back up. Not being a morning eater I scarfed down a piece of toast as James finished his tray and most of mine. We then went back outside to wait in the cold for the rest of the people to come back out. The day was spent again in our underwear as we were fitted for clothing that fit us. Moving from room to room we were finally fitted out with a full complement of uniforms. It was four o:clock when we were finished and were herded back to our barracks for what I thought was a well deserved rest. After dinner at five o'clock we were given some rest time before the Drill instructor returned and gave us more bad news. We were split into groups, or platoons, and given a "fire watches" where we had to walk the barracks all night and make sure that no fires were started and general order was kept. As tired as I was, of course my platoon had the first night of fire watches, and mine was from midnight to three a.m. The person to be awakened at that time was James to take the three to eight shift. Which ended at five because we all out of bed at five. After walking around for two and a half hours I went into the bathroom to take advantage of the little privacy that was mine and beat my meat. Maybe that would keep the horniness at bay for a while. I sat on the toilet and settled back to have a leisurely jerk. My pants were on the floor and I had my seven and a half inch cock in my hand, I drew the foreskin back and added a little spit for lubricant and began to stroke my iron hard dick. It was starting to feel real good when the door to the cubicle opened. There stood James in his underwear with his big dick standing stiffly underneath. He stood there watching me with my hand stilled in mid-stroke and smiled that little half of smile of his. "Looks like we both had the same idea," he said, "mind if I join you?" I just sat there, not knowing what to say. Worried, because it was only my second day in the Navy and all I needed was to be caught having sex with a man. I couldn't speak I only nodded my head yes. James came all the way into the small cubicle and shut the door leaning back against it so no one else could enter. Reaching into his underwear he brought his huge cock into view and began stroke it, after a few strokes he went back in a drew out his egg sized nuts. My fading erection came back in full force. I grabbed my dick and began to jack off furiously, staring at the big dick and balls in front of me. James removed his hand from his cock and reached for mine. I moaned silently as his hand reached around my cock and began to pull the foreskin back and forth over the sensitive head. I could hold back no longer and reached for the giant piece of meat in front of me. Grabbing it I pulled him closer to me so I could wrap my lips around the big inviting head. Rolling my tongue over the tip savoring the bitter sweet taste of his pre-cum. He grabbed the back of my head and tried to shove all ten inches of his thick cock down my throat. Swallowing as much of it as I could, I began bobbing my head back and forth along the long expanse of meat. Feeling the thick cockhead enter my throat I began to come. Reaching between his muscular legs I rolled his big nuts in their tightening sack. As I played with the big balls I felt his giant cockhead buried in my throat expand even more and pulled back so I could taste his cum as it poured hotly forth from his meaty dick. It must have been a while since james had come because he almost drowned me with the load of juice that erupted from his cock. Swallowing as fast as I could so as not to lose a drop of the precious fluid I managed to get most of it down without losing more than a drop or two. James collapsed over my bobbing head holding on to my shoulders for support so he wouldn't fall to the floor. Reluctantly he pulled his still semi-hard cock from my mouth and surprised me by kissing me full on the mouth and licking the spilled drops of his cum from my lips. After kissing me he pulled me from my seat and taking my place he took my again hard cock into his mouth with one fell swoop. As he twirled his tongue over my hard cock I felt another load of cum build in me and burst free into his waiting mouth. Shaken from the experience I fell back against the closed door to recover my weakened knees. James stood up and kissed me again. Sharing some of my spilled cum from his mouth to mine. I'm not sure which tasted better. Leaving our cubicle we went to the sinks and cleaned up. I then continued my rounds until James was dressed and ready to take over. From that night we always managed to get the last two watches one right after another.