Date: Sat, 24 Nov 2001 16:32:28 -0800 (PST)
From: ts blue <tsblue_x@yahoo.com>
Subject: Life at the Front - Chapter 4

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.


Chapter 4

  Sgt. Howard and Pvt. Wesser stepped into the crowded
mess tent.  Wesser still felt weak from the powerful
orgasm Howard had brought on earlier.  The Sgt. picked
up a cup of coffee while he waited for Wesser to
select some items.  Howard noted as the young MP who
was usually on duty near the motor pool in the morning
step through the doors.  Cpl. Miller saw the stocky
Sgt. and then scanned the room for the younger
Private.
`Ok, there is the Pvt.', now thought Miller, `lets see
if they sit together.'
Miller watched them as he took a cup of coffee.
Howard and Wesser found a semi-empty table towards the
back of the room and sat down.  Having watched them
sit down Miller proceeded to pick up some breakfast,
then wonder over to the same table.  Miller hoped to
satisfy his curiosity and over hear what the two has
been up to out with the big trucks.  Sgt. Howard and
Pvt. Wesser sat in silence, Wesser devouring his
breakfast, Howard thinking of what next to teach the
Pvt.  Wesser was going to be a fun sex partner,
everything was new to him.
Sgt. Howard looked at Wesser and said `I have to be on
duty at ten, do you want to get together tomorrow
morning again?'
Wesser looked disappointed, `I was hoping we could,
um..., well, talk some more.'
Howard smiled, `I need to recover a little from our
last conversation' he said.  `I am not as young as you
Wesser.'
`Ok', the Pvt. responded.  `Would you like to talk in
the same location tomorrow?'
`Sure' said Howard.
Wesser reached over and put his hand on the inside of
Howard's thigh, moving it up until he could feel
Howard's balls through his trousers.  Miller was
oblivious to this, having sat on the other side of the
table; he could only hear the conversation.  Sgt.
Howard put his hand on Wessers and squeezed it.
Wesser blushed.  Howard stood up, took one more drink
of his coffee and left.  Wesser finished his breakfast
and departed as well.  Cpl. Miller was still looking
after Wesser when the Pvt. across from him asked for
the salt.
`Excuse me' said Miller, snapping back to the present.

`The salt, could you hand it to me?'
`Sure', said Miller.
`Cute little guy isn't he.'
`Who,' said Miller.
`That Private you was watching.'
`I guess so', said Miller.
`The Sgt. sure thinks so', the Pvt. across from Miller
continued.
`Why do you say that', asked Miller.
`Just the way he kept looking at him.'
`I didn't notice anything' said Miller.
`Yea, you also missed the Private feeling the Sgt. up
too.'
Miller stared at the man across the table, `your
kidding.'
`Nope, said the young man.'
`Are you telling me there in love' said Miller.
`No said the man, I think the Sgt is in lust and the
Pvt. is in awe.  Private Kwolski, by the way, that's
my name.'
Cpl. Miller was again looking towards the door Wesser
had exited through.  Miller turned back, `Corporal
Miller, nice to meet you.  You're shitting me by the
way right.'
`Nope said Kwolski, `happens all the time here.'
`Where', demanded Miller, `I've never seen it.'
Kwolski smirked and rolled his eyes, `everywhere.  You
just aren't looking for it.'
Miller was incredulous, `can you prove it.'
`Sure' said Kwolski standing up, `lets go.'

Cpl. Miller could not believe what the Pvt. was
saying.  He had been in the Army for two and a half
years and had never witnessed what Kwolski said he
just saw.
Kwolski looked at Miller, `you better let me show you,
just be quite and watch as an innocent bystander.'
Miller did not plan on anything but that.  Kwolski
made a bee line for the huge tent that housed the
enlisted showers.  The tent consisted of an anti room
for men to undress with hooks for their uniforms,
benches and a stack of towels.  The anti room had a
raised wooden platform floor.  The boards were each ¼
inch apart to let water drain through, this flooring
extended into the main shower room, which consisted of
row upon row of four foot high shower stalls.  Each
with its own pipe extending up and a showerhead
affixed.  The stalls were open on one side and faced
each other off a central walk way.  There were four
main walkways with twelve stall on each side.  In back
of the anti room was a latrine.  Kwolski began to
undress, while Miller stood watching the men around
him.
`Hurry up' said Kwolski.
`Why' responded Miller.
`You need a shower don't you.'
`Yea,' said Miller, `but why now'.
`Because' said Kwolski `I going to show you here.'
`Oh,' Miller grunted, sat down and began to undress.
Miller looked at Kwolski; he stood about six foot with
light brown hair, brown eyes and slightly dark skin.
He was moderately hairy and had a bigger dick then
Miller had between his own legs.  However, Miller did
think his butt was out of proportion to the rest of
his body.  Either that or it stuck out too far.
Kwolski watched miller remove his uniform.  Miller had
black hair, cut very short, hazel eyes and a round
face.  Kwolski could see the rough growth of beard on
his face and down his heck.  He guessed the Cpl was
fairly hairy and was right.  Miller stood five eight
and had light tan colored skin.  He too had strong
muscles developed by his army mp training and looked
good to Kwolski out of his uniform as well as in it.
Miller's dick was short and fat while his balls hung
low.  A big bushel of hair stood out predominately
above his cock.  While Miller hung up his uniform
Kwolski watched the multitude of naked men walking
around.  Most were dressing to leave.  Kwolski stepped
into the shower room, it was a little under ¼ full.
The Cpl. Stepped up to Kwolski and handed him a towel.
 Kwolski thanked him and lead the way to the far left
walk way.  Kwolski took the second stall on the right
and directed Miller to the one across from him.
Kwolski explained that now, when Miller faced his
shower his back was too the room and Kwolski.  While
Kwolski was the opposite, except when his back was too
the showerhead, then his dick was away from the main
entrance.  The two stood and talked under the hot
running water for some time, going through the motions
of washing over and over.  After about fifteen minutes
a fellow soldier took the stall next to Kwolski on the
left.  Miller kept his back to the pair, letting the
water hit him at waist level so he could hear the
conversation.  Kwolski begin with idle chit chat and
progressed to the topic of jerking off.  Miller turned
and looked at the new comer.  He looked to be about 22
of 23 about five seven with blonde hair and a medium
build.  He had some hair and a bigger dick than
Millers.  Miller turned to see Kwolski looking over in
the guys stall.  The blond guy did the same, as
Kwolski fondled his own cock and told him how well
shave cream worked in the shower.  Kwolski was
semi-hard at this point.  The blonde turned off his
shower, glanced at Miller who turned back to mind his
own business, then stepped into Kwolski's stall and
knelt down.  Miller turned around to see the blond
going down on Kwolski.  Kwolski had a grin from ear to
ear, as he stood with his back to the showerhead.
Miller stood facing Kwolski, thinking how good that
must feel, even if it was a guy.  Kwolski put his
hands on the back of the blonds head and continued to
push him down. Miller looked at his own hardening
cock.  Kwolski began to mouth the words do it over and
over.  Miller took his cock in hand and started
jacking off for Kwolski.   Kwolski turned the blonds
head sideways to let him watch as well.  Miller found
himself getting more turned on with an audience.  He
began to exaggerate his stroking to show how good it
felt.  Miller wanted to cum, who cares he thought,
were all guys.  He was amazed he had never been so
flippant about jerking before, always preferring to
use a sock under the covers in the barracks.  Kwolski
was getting close.  The blond lifted his head and
stroked Kwolski the last few times.  Miller watched
Kwolski erupt, while the blonde soldier sucked his
balls.  Miller had never seen another man cum before.
Oh yea, he thought, bet that feels so good.  A moment
later he shot his into the walk way.  Kwolski smiled.
The blond retreated to his own stall and said thanks,
while he promptly brought himself off for the two of
them.  Kwolski and Miller rinsed took their towels and
headed back to dress.

Before dressing Miller walked into the latrine, now
more aware than ever as his fellow soldiers checked
him out.  As he stood naked taking a leak a large
private walked up next to him.  He glanced up and down
the mans naked form, nice he thought, his eyes coming
to rest on the large dick and slightly hairy balls.
Tastes as good as it looks said the Pvt.  Miller
looked up at him.  Then back down as the Private
brought himself to attention.  The Pvt. continued to
stroke himself.  Miller looked around, no one seemed
to care.  When another guy stepped up to piss on the
other side he simply watched the show as Miller was
doing.  The large Pvt. manipulated his shaft twisting
his thumb and forefinger around the head over and
over.  Miller was daring enough to stick his hand
under the Pvt's. dangling balls.  As he did so Miller
watched as the Pvt. shot his cum against the wall.
The Pvt. shook his dick, said thanks, and walked off
with the hard-on still slapping against his belly.
Miller looked at the guy who was watching from the
other side, he smiled and cranked his own shaft.
Miller wondered why he had never seen this before as
he returned to Kwolski.
`Did you see the Pvt. with the huge hard-on just come
out of the latrine.'
`Yea', said Kwolski, `he went for a shower.'
`He just jacked off in front of me and grunt.'
`Nice', said Kwolski.  `We should get together again
you know'.
Miller said `sure, we can do that.'
`Good' said Kwolski, `you can find me in the motor
pool.'