Date: Thu, 15 Nov 2001 09:34:25 -0800 (PST)
From: ts blue <tsblue_x@yahoo.com>
Subject: Life at the Front - Chapter 1

The following story is fiction and does not reflect
any true events.  However, the setting and time period
are true to life.  Each chapter alternates between two
seprate groups of soldiers and should be read in
order.

I would appreciate any feedback on this story.
Comments may be sent to tsblue_x@yahoo.com



Chapter 1

He again rotated the knob marked `hot' until it came
to a stop, still there was no change, the water
remained cold.  He no longer even used the knob marked
`cold', what was the use, he thought.  Since being
assigned to this post a week earlier, he had yet to
have a shower that even had the luxury of being warm.
Stucar stepped out from under the water and again
tried to create a lather with the soap, no luck.  He
rinsed off, turned off the shower and grabbed his
towel.  Pvt. Stucar thought as he dried himself that
in his 21 years he had never suffered such deprivation
as cold showers on a daily basis.  Here he was at a
little after 4:30 in the morning, standing in the head
of a concrete bunker, defending an unfamiliar coast
line in an occupied country.

The bunker itself was unimpressive, made of concrete
with no windows, save the openings for the two
eighty-eights and the 105mm.  Stucar stepped around
the small half wall that separated the three showers
from the rest of the rectangular room.  He moved to
one of the two small sinks, which jutted from the
wall.  Equally small mirrors were positioned above
each sink, `leave it to the army' he thought `to spare
no expense for its fighting men', he chuckled.
Picking up the small shaving cup he began to create
lather with the brush.  Stopping, he set the cup down,
sticking his forefinger into the mixture he rubbed the
soap between his fingers.  It felt soft almost silky,
he picked up the brush and wiped its contents on to
his palm, then he reached down and grasped his
semi-hard dick sliding his palm back and forth..

Stucar was a handsome young man, 21, brown hair, six
feet tall, in good shape with definition showing
around his pecks.  His chest was moderately hairy with
a distinct trail leading to his crotch.  He was not as
slim as some his height and his ass was proportioned
just about right for his frame, with hair confined
mainly to his crack.

He stroked himself a few times and watched as he came
to full attention.  It was at that moment that he
heard feet on the concrete floor in the corridor.
`Could it be five already', he thought? His question
was soon answered as Corporal Weiss turned and walked
through the door less opening to the head.  The
concrete doorway was at a direct right angle to the
sinks and Stucar turned slightly to his left to avoid
showing his hard cock to Weiss.  The corporal did not
say a word of greeting, he simply turned left and
walked to one of the three toilets along the wall.
Stucar picked up the shaving brush and began lathering
his face.  Looking in the mirror he could see Weiss's
back, muscular legs and well shaped ass.  Stucar
thought, Weiss had a butt a litter bigger than he
needed, though it did not detract from his compact
form.

Weiss had been wanting to piss for an hour before he
finally climbed out of his bunk; still he had gotten
up 15 minutes earlier than his usual five o'clock wake
up.  No matter, he thought absent mindedly.
`Good morning, Stucar', he called over his shoulder.
`Morning', replied Stucar.
`You enjoy your nice warm shower?' inquired Weiss.
Stucar pulled the razor from his face and replied
`just as fucking cold as the last six days'.  Weiss
laughed.  He liked Stucar, the guy was honest.  Weiss
gave his dick a shake and flushed the toilet, turned
around and walked towards the sinks.  He looked over
Stucar's naked from and said `I see you've been
shaving more than just your face'.
Stucar continued shaving, then turned and looked at
Weiss standing next to him.  `Just practicing standing
at attention.'
Weiss smirked and Stucar turned back to the mirror.
Weiss stepped around Stucar to reach for one of the
towels stacked on the shelves to the left of the sink.
 As he reached for a towel he brushed his dick across
Stucar's left check.  Stucar said noting, he just
finishing his shave, as his dick became semi-hard
again.  Weiss stepped into the shower and turned on
the water.  He didn't bother with the knob marked
`hot', he knew it was futile.  Weiss shivered as he
stood under the cold water, he would never get used to
this he thought. He stood with his back to the
showerhead and let the water run down over his head,
back and legs.  Stucar wiped the remaining shaving
cream from his face and eyed Weiss in the mirror.  He
was about two inches shorter standing 5ft. 10 inches
tall with dark brown hair and a smooth chest.  Stucar
considered his chest to be better developed than the
corporals.  Still he was nice to look at, especially
his crotch.  Weiss had large balls and a three and
half inch dick that pointed almost straight out when
soft.  Stucar had never seen a guy with a dick like
that before, moreover, he wondered how big it got when
hard.  Also, Weiss was fairly hairy, with brown curls
from his chest across his belly, over his balls and
down his legs.  Even his ass cheeks were covered.
Stucar turned to his left and looked at Wiess without
the reflection.  Seeing Weiss's naked body and having
the chance to look at length stirred Stucar's memory.


He thought of the week before during his train ride to
this new posting.  He had been in a compartment with
four other soldiers.  The train was relatively full,
transporting primarily soldiers and a few civilians.
At one stop a man in his early forties asked if his
son could use the vacant seat with the soldiers, due
to the fact that there was no room in general
passenger cars towards the back of the train.  No one
minded and the young man was ensconced in the seat
across from Stucar.  Stucar stared out the window at
the passing countryside as the sun set.  He vaguely
listened as the teenager exuded his excitement about
joining the army.  Stucar was pleasantly surprised
when his four fellow soldiers disembarked at the last
station before the train continued its overland
journey towards the coast.  He found himself and the
young man alone in the compartment and realized he
would be able to get some sleep after all.  Stucar
looked at his watch, it read just after 20:00.  The
young man introduced himself again, as William and
then asked Stucar his name, then he started to talk
about the Army.  Stucar felt he was answering the same
questions his compatriots had gone over about being a
soldier and seeing battle.  After some time the
William said he need to use the bathroom and see his
father, excused himself and left.  Stucar took the
opportunity to pull the shades down.  He then removed
two blankets from the overhead rack for himself and
two for the young man.  One of the blankets he used
for a pillow the other he unfolded, while tossing the
other two on the bench seat across from his.  He then
removed his boots and socks, placing the socks on the
overhead rack to air.  Next, he removed his tunic and
folded it, followed by his trousers, no need to arrive
anymore wrinkled at his new post than necessary.  He
placed both on the overhead wrack.  For a moment
Stucar contemplated whether he should take the next
step, he did, removing his under shirt and shorts then
stowing them.  Naked Stucar felt turned on by the
sensation of being discovered, he picked up his
blanket, laid down and pulled it up over his belly,
then he drifted off to sleep.

Stucar awoke with a start.  The compartment was still
light, he looked at his watch, it was just after 1
a.m. William lay curled up under his blanket, his
clothes piled on the floor.  Stucar realized he had to
take a piss, in addition, he noticed his blanket had
slipped onto the floor, he stooped down and picked it
up.  He stood up stretched and walked to the door,
opening it he looked down the corridor in both
directions, there was no one in sight.  Stucar quickly
stepped out into the corridor, his dick beginning to
harden as he walked to the head.  After passing the
two compartments to his left Stucar reached his
destination and rapped on the door, hearing no
response he stepped inside.
`Damn' he thought, `I hate trying to piss with a
hardon'.
He stood and waited for his prick to soften.  Walking
back to the compartment did not have the same effect,
his dick was still soft when he stepped back through
the door.  Stucar locked the door and turned to see
the young man looking at him.
`Where did you go he asked?'
`The head... um bathroom' Stucar replied.
`Oh' said William, you know there are some women on
this train who might have seen you.  Stucar did not
reply.
`Did you milk your dick?' asked William.
Stucar looked at him, `what?', he asked.
The young man looked back and said `when I came in
earlier your blanket was on the floor and your dick
was hard.  My father says when a man's dick is hard it
needs to be milked'.
`Your father said that' asked Stucar, not quite
believing William's sincerity.
`Yes' said William, as he got up and moved across to
sit by Stucar.
Stucar was amazed to see he was naked as well.  `You
don't have a night shirt?' asked Stucar.
`No, I am a man and men don't need such things'
`Oh', replied Stucar as he was being educated on what
men do.  Stucar continued.  `So, do you milk your
dick?'
The young man looked at him and said `sometimes, but I
mostly help my father.'
Again Stucar was amazed.  `Why' he asked.
`You should know that' said William.  `You have hair
on your chest and a nice big dick, you must have had a
lot of milk when you were younger.  You know, you
drink mother's milk when you are a baby to grow, then
you drink mans milk when you get older to be a man.'
Stucar could feel himself becoming aroused.  He could
feel his prick began to swell with the thought of
William sucking him off.  `Do you like the milk', he
asked.
`Yes', replied William, `I have some every night.
That's where I went earlier, to help my father, he
says that if a man does not get milked regularly it
builds up and his dick will stay hard all the time.'
Stucar noticed William looking at his now hard dick.
Stucar looked at the teenager again, he was slender,
with blond hair and just a hint of the same on his
chest and balls.  His dick was nicely developed.  As
Stucar sat looking at William running over what he had
been told he felt the young man's hand grasp his hard
shaft and began to pull down his foreskin.  Stucar
moaned softly at the touch.  William smiled at him and
got off the seat maneuvering himself between Stucar's
knees.  Stucar let him come.  Next, he felt the warm
sensation of the William's tongue caressing his head.
Finally, he felt the lips lock around his shaft as
William jacked and sucked his cock.  Stucar leaned
back and let it happen.  Each stroke of William's
tongue brought him closer to what he desired.
`Faster' said Stucar, `faster, make me cum, oh god
that feels so fucking good, Oh.....'  Stucar could
barely stand it, he had to shoot his load.  William
began to pull on Stucar's balls, that was it,  Stucar
tensed; William immediately clamped his lips around
Stucar's hard pole and continued to play with his
head.   With a loud growl Stucar shot three good jets
of cum.  The young man taking all in his stride
swallowed each, licking up what oozed out after the
fact.  He continued to lick Stucar's now softening
dick until Stucar stopped him.
`You taste different than my father', said William.
`Do all soldier's taste the same he asked.'
`No,' said Stucar.
`You won't tell my father' asked William.
Stucar looked at him and replied `No, you can count on
that'.

`Stucar..., Private Stucar...'
Stucar jumped with a start and realized he was still
staring at Weiss's crotch.  Moreover, he also realized
he was hard as rock and oozing precum.
`That must be one great fantasy you are having,'
grinned Cpl. Weiss.
Stucar smiled back and said, `yea just remembering a
blow-job I got last week.'
Weiss grabbed is towel and began to dry himself off
stepping out of the shower area, he stood in front of
Stucar and ran his finger up and down Stucar's shaft
spreading the precum around.
Stucar looked at Weiss and said `can I fuck you
Corporal?'  Weiss nodded his agreement.  Stucar pulled
Weiss towards him, his hard prick pressing into
Weiss's stomach.  Weiss's cock was quickly becoming
hard as well.  Weiss began to fondle Stucar's fleshy
balls.  Both men kissed.  Stucar forced his tongue
into Weiss's waiting mouth, wanting to taste every
aspect of him.
Weiss pushed him away and said, `wait, let's get out
of the head.'
`Where,' said Stucar.
Weiss turned and headed for the door.  Stucar grabbed
the shaving cup and brush, then followed.

Weiss proceeded through the doorway turning right into
the corridor.  As the two walked Stucar watched
Weiss's hairy ass checks.  They proceeded down the
concrete corridor passing the opening on their left
into the barracks.  Cpl. Weiss glanced in to notice
that of the eight bunks, four were still occupied.
Meaning that besides himself and Stucar, only the two
men on watch were awake.  When they reached the end of
the hall Weiss looked to his left up the stairs to the
level housing the two eighty eights and the 105mm,
then he turned right and headed down the stairs to the
magazine.  When they reached the bottom of the stairs
Weiss opened the heavy door and swung it into the
large rectangular concrete room.  Like the rest of the
fortification it was cool and damp.  Weiss tuned on
the light to reveal the stacked containers of
ammunition along the walls, along with a small table
and one chair.  Stucar proceeded to the table and set
down the shaving cup.
Weiss shut the door and slid the chair across under
the handle.  `No unwanted visitors' he said.
Stucar walked over and began to message Weiss's's
re-hardening cock.   Weiss obliged him and returned
the favor.  Stucar wasted no time, he turned Weiss
around and painted the shaving cream into the
Corporals crack.  As he did so he rubbed his hand up
and down Weiss's back.  Weiss shivered at the feeling
of the brush stimulating his hole.  It had been a long
time since he had been fucked by anyone, especially
with the good sized dick Stucar was beginning to press
into him.  Stucar wanted one thing, to make Weiss feel
his hard pounding cock, every inch of it.  He did not
care how much it hurt as he drove his head into the
waiting hole.  Weiss gasped as Stucar rammed it all
the way in.  He felt Stucar's pubic hair brush his
ass.  With one hand Stucar began to play with Weiss's
hairy balls, pulling them and manipulating them, with
the other hand he started jacking him off.  Weiss
braced himself against the wall, pushing his ass back
with each of Stucar's thrusts.  Weiss could hardly
stand it.  The rhythm of Stu car's hand and cock in
unison were going to make him cum, his mind reeled at
the pleasure of the sensation.  God, the last time he
had been fucked he was a boy of 18.  He had let his
brother do him.  It was nothing like this.  Stucar
continued to pound away.  He was a man possessed,
striving to drive his cock as far into Weiss as he
could.  Weiss's ass was so tight, god it felt so
fucking wonderful.  Faster he thought, faster.  Weiss
couldn't take it, the cum rolled out of him, not in
spurts, it just flowed out over Stucar's hand.  Spasm
after spasm, Wiess could hardly believe the sensation.
 Weiss felt himself cum and cum.  He heard his cum
hitting the floor, splat after splat.  Stucar felt the
warm slippery fluid running down his hand, it just
made him hornier.  Stucar was almost there one more,
no two more thrusts, ah...  Stucar felt the orgasm
overtake him.  He held Weiss as tight as he could to
his throbbing cock.  Stucar sighed and pulled his cum
covered hand away from Weiss's spent dick.  He lifted
it to Weiss's mouth.  Weiss took the Private's index
finger into his mouth, licking it clean.  Stucar then
licked the cum off of his other fingers.  Weiss
stepped forward letting Stucar slid out of his
stretched hole.  He turned and gave Stucar a kiss.
`Thanks' he said, `that was outstanding'.
Stucar reached down and fondled his balls, `next time
you can ride me'.
Cpl. Weiss moved the chair and opened the door.  Both
men headed back up the stairs to the head and another
cold shower.


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