Date: Tue, 06 Mar 2001 11:48:13 -0000
From: Dae Cha <daechat@hotmail.com>
Subject: Operation Queer Bait  -  Part IV

Apparently I had passed my first test with flying colors.  Jake called me
on Monday while I was working and told me, among other things, that the
pictures and recording had provided all the evidence necessary to convince
the guy there was no need to fight the disciplinary action.  He was on his
way back to the States to be processed out.  I didn't ask for more
information and Jake didn't volunteer any.  I suppose I should have felt
good about what I did, but I was numbed by the realization that a life had
been changed forever by what I had helped them do.  On the other hand, I
remembered the pictures.  Everytime I felt depressed, or questioned what I
had done, I just remembered the pictures and it was all put in perspective
for me again.

But what Jake had really wanted to talk to me about was the mention of two
sailors who the Air Force guy knew.  And Ishikawa beach.  He had clearance
to run another `operation', as he called it, and he wanted me to be
available for it.  The guy I had helped him and Sgt Anderson `finger' had
given up a little more information on them, enough for Jake to ID them from
among the hundred or so sailors stationed at Torii.

From his network of informers, he had determined that they did indeed visit
the Ishikawa Beach Hotel, a Japanese style hotel that was a popular place
for GI s to take bar girls to for weekend `longtime'.  These two were coy,
they went there only during the week, when they had 72 hours off, and they
only went when the fleet was out, assuring an almost empty place.  And by
going in the middle to end of our 2 week pay period reduced the odds of
someone else being there even more.  Yes, they sounded like they knew how
to cover their tracks.

Jake and I met Tuesday night at a bar in Kadena Circle where he outlined as
much of the plan as he wanted me to know.  In truth, it was most of the
plan.  It had to be since I was the centerpiece of his strategy to catch
these two.

"Here are pictures of them" he said, sliding two official ID photos across
the table.  We sat drinking beer and Jake continued.  "You know em?"

"No..can't say I do.  I've seen the tall one around the barracks, I think
he's on the floor above me."  He was tall, at least 6 feet, with a full
head of blonde hair. He was thin, again with the features of someone who
didn't know hard work.  His face was, well if not handsome, at least
attractive.  I wondered just how `experienced' he was.  The other was
shorter, with black hair cut short, and stocky.  He looked like he could
have been a football player.  Not your average, to me at least, looking
homo.  I had a lot to learn.

"Well, they've got rooms, two of them, reserved at the IB Hotel beginning
Thursday morning.  They've got a mid Wednesday night, so my guess is that
they'll be up there as soon after 0700 as possible.  I've got two rooms
reserved, right beside each other.  I've only got equipment for one room,
so you'll have to get them to your room somehow.

"A cooler of beer might help" I suggested.

"Sure.  Now your story is that you've just got your transfer to admin and
you don't report til Monday.  Admin works Monday to Friday and they don't
start a new guy in the middle of the week.  We'll get you up there
Wednesday night so we can get the camera and audio equipment set up and
checked out.  Then you've go Thursday and Friday to ....to, well to make
things happen."

"Jake, I ... I mean...the zoomie was simple.  But...I mean, I've never
picked up anyone.  I mean, I'm not experienced.  At that.  I just don't
know" I really did have serious doubts about this.  I wasn't sure of myself
and my ability to attract these two.  I just didn't know.

"Look, you'll be fine.  These guys will probably hit on you, so you've got
nothing to worry about.  You'll be fine.  Besides.....you've got no fucking
choice now, do you?"  That was true.  No matter what I thought, or how
worried I was, I had no choice.  And Jake was going to run this operation
no matter what.

"How will I get the time off?"  I asked, stupidly.  It was a stupid
question because the ONI pulled all the strings around here.

"I'll take care of that.  The right people will be told that you're going
to be helping us for a while and to keep it secret.  Don't worry, we've got
the pull."

So it was to be.  On Wednesday I knocked off at my usual 1630 and told the
Admin chief that I was supposed to be off til Monday.  He acknowledged that
without any comment, so I came to know that the ONI did have the pull as
Jake had said.  I would learn, later, that they had more pull than anyone
suspected.

On Jake's instructions I took a cab to the Ishikawa Beach Hotel.  I checked
in and made an immediate visit to the bar, where I sat drinking til well
past midnight.  I only noticed one couple in the bar, an obvious officer,
Marine I would suspect from the high and tight haircut, and his Okinawan
bar girl date.  Other than the three of us the place was empty.

I resisted the drunken urge to jerk off, knowing Jake was on the other side
of the paper thin wall between our rooms.  Luckily for me I was drunk
enough to pass out.

Thursday morning began with a knock at my door.  It was Jake who wanted to
make sure I was up in time for what would be a full day.  I knew I had my
work cut out for me.  I was still unsure if I would be able to pull this
off, but after last night's drinking, I was in the mood to try.

I was out on the beach by 0800.  It was going to be another hot day, and
the warm sun on my body brought me alive.  After a dip in the ocean, I
spread out on one of the many beach lounges and settled into trying to read
a magazine.  There was no one else on the beach.  In fact, I think there
was only one couple in the place besides me.

By 0930 I caught sight of two guys coming from the hotel, beach towels in
hand as they took up position at the opposite end of the row from me.  From
a distance I recognized them as the two in the pictures Jake had shown me.
Well, time to go to work.

I made my way past them, trying not to look, and entered the beach toilet
on the right side of the hotel.  I waited inside for a few minutes before
giving up and going back to my lounger.  I walked behind them this time,
and thought I caught the tall one stealing a glance at me.  Settling back,
I watched them out of the corner of my eye as I pretended to ingross myself
in the magazine.  Nothing much happened for another hour as the three of us
were the only ones on the beach.  Another fruitless visit to the toilets,
but I did notice them watching me as I strode back and forth in front of
them.

`Are they ever going to make a move?' I thought to myself as I started thru
the magazine for the fourth time.

By noon I was ready to admit defeat.  One more trip to the toilet and I was
going back to my room in the hopes another opportunity would develop.  I
was at the end of ideas.  Japanese toilets are so unlike American ones.
First, the are unisex.  If that's not unnerving enough, there's also no
partitions.  No urinals.  Just ` porcelain slit trenches' as we called
them, porcelain around a slot in the floor.  Peeing in them wasn't a
problem - for guys - but trying to do a number two required the balance of
a gymnist.  Fortunately I was attempting to pee when he walked in and took
a spot two down from me to do the same thing.

Now, as I said before, I had absolutely no experience `picking up' guys.
All my action along those lines had been while I was drunk and I'm sure the
passes I made were quite comical.  Now I was faced with the challenge of
actually making a sexual advance to someone.

I figured the first thing to do was acknowledge his presence, which I did
with a sideways glance. It was the taller of the two, the blonde.  He was
standing over the toilet, dick in hand, and he shocked me by returning my
stare.  While I hadn't done this before, thankfully the rest came a bit
easier as my starring telegraphed my intentions.  He moved his hand slowly
down the length of his penis and I got a better view of what appeared to be
about 6 semi hard inches.  Well, no doubt what he was here for.  As my eyes
zeroed in on his hand and cock, he continued to stroke it slowly, almost
seductively.  Oh well, Jake had said these guys would probably make a pass
at me and I guessed this was just what he was doing.  Before I knew what
was happening, I found myself moving toward him my eyes still locked on his
manhood.  He continued to stroke himself until I got right beside him.  He
moved his hand away now, exposing the entire cock to me and, instinctively,
I moved my left hand to him and wrapped my fingers around the circumference
of it.  He shuttered as I began to lightly stroke the length of it.

As inexperienced as I was, I knew the next logical thing to do as I bent at
the waist and brought my open mouth down on the head, swirling my tongue
around it as I sucked it in.

"Ummmmmmmmm" he murmured as a bobbed up and down on the end of his cock,
taking a little more each time until I had him halfway inside.  At this
angle I knew I couldn't deepthroat it, so I sank to my knees on the cold
concrete floor as he turned to give me access.

"No..not here.  Too dangerous" he said as he pulled out of my mouth with a
plop.  "Come on outside...." and with that he pulled up his trunks and made
for the door.  Quickly pulling my trunks up I followed him outside onto the
beach as he continued back to his lounger.

"Here" he continued, pulling a lounger up beside his "join us."  I took the
lounger to left, his friend being on his right.

"Thanks" I replied and flopped down on it.

"That was some bold move you made" he said.

"Well, you looked like you would be receptive.  And then...well, nature
just took it's course."

"I'll say."  He introduced himself as Larry and his friend as Bobby.  Then
he whispered something to Bobby and they both smiled at me in a knowing
way.

"You look familiar.  Where are you stationed."  When I told him both he and
Bobby recalled seeing me around the barracks, and I faked having seen them
too.  We chatted for a while, catching up on shifts and my move to admin
and things like that before he got to the meat of the matter.

"Where did you learn to give head like that?"

"Oh..you know, around.  I mean, high school and here some."

"Okinawa?"

"Yeah, but not so much here.  I mean I can't seem to find the right....you
know, guy."

"Yeah" he replied "it's hard to find the right crowd for that here.  You
have to watch your back, you know?"

"No" I lied "I don't know what you mean.  I mean, I know you have to watch
out, but what...I mean..."  I stammered in apparent confusion.  I was
playing the part now and it seemed to be working.

"Well, let me put it this way" he said in a low tone, looking around to
make sure no one heard "this island's not a very queer friendly place if
you know what I mean."  I knew exactly what he meant.

"Uh..yeah" I said "I think I know what you mean."

"Uh..look, how bout we go to my room for some..ah...lunch" he said with a
wry smile.

"OK" I replied "or we could go to mine, I have some beer."

"Ah, well, maybe later.  Let's go to mine now."  And with that he and Bobby
were both up.  I rose and followed them to Larry's room one the second
floor of the building.  His room was on the extreme right hand end, some
five or six rooms down from mine.  Jake was right, there was no way to film
anything unless I could get them in my room.  I would have to work on that,
but for now I was looking forward to this, wherever we did it.  The slight
taste I had of Larry's penis had set my imagination to work, and I was hard
at the thought of doing it again.

Larry's room was the same as mine, a single tatami mat on a raised
platform.
  The floor was bare wood and the room was sparsely furnished, something I
would later come to realize as typical Japanese.

Lunch turned out to be penis, as Larry had me resume the blowjob I had
started in the toilet.  He stood as I knelt in front of him and took his
rock hard member in my mouth.  Bobby was slipping out of his bathing suit
as I pulled Larry's down to his ankles.  While he raised his feet and
kicked them free, I felt Bobby pulling mine down.  I was too focused on the
penis in my mouth to think about anything else, and in that instant I
forgot all about Jake and the cameras waiting for us in the room next to
mine.

I simply went on autopilot, swept away in the sheer passion of sucking
cock.
  It would be like everytime before, I literally blacked out with
excitement, my mind intent on nothing else but the pleasure I was receiving
from the pleasure I gave.

Bobby watched as I bobbed up and down on Larry's rigid cock, taking him
deep in my throat before drawing back and holding just the head between my
lips.  My right hand was massaging his ballsac now, and I brought my left
up to steady the shaft as I withdrew to the edge again.  Larry's cock
glistened with my saliva as my mouth strained to produce all the lubricant
it could.

As I opened my eyes to take in the beauty of Larry's pubic hair I caught
sight of Bobby's face coming closer, his tongue outstretched until it
lapped at the base of Larry's cock.
  I moved away and let him take the cockhead into his mouth, dipping down
to lick the balls that hung below.
  I took first one, and then the other in my mouth as we worked in unison
to pleasure Larry.  Turning slightly, I ran my tongue along the underneath
side of the sack towards Larrys ass.  He shuttered with delight as our two
tongues worked him over.

Sucking cock came so natural to me that I couldn't think of anything I
wanted more.  As Bobby's mouth moved off, I took the wet, hard cock in my
mouth again.  The wamth of Bobby's mouth made me catch my breath as he took
my penis inside, his tongue working magic on the sensitive skin beneath the
head.  We were working in harmony now, the three of us locked in a
passionate dance of depraved lust.

Larry was pulling away now, moving down to lie on the floor.  He pulled me
down to him and my mouth found his in a hot wet kiss.  I had never kissed a
boy before, nor had I taken a boys tongue in my mouth, and the rush of it
all enveloped me as Bobby continued to deep throat my cock in his moist
mouth.

Larry was pushing my head lower now, guiding me to his hard, hot pole which
I took all the way down as he repositioned himself to put his head at
Bobby's crotch.  And in one fluid movement we were in a hot three way,
Larry's cock in my mouth, mine in Bobby's and Bobby's cock buried in Larry.
We lay in what had to be the most natural of all positions for cocksuckers,
a daisy chain, slurping and sucking each other and moaning in pleasure.  I
was sure that there was nothing to compare with this in the whole wide
world.

Larry spread his legs wide and I took the hint to lavish my oral attention,
once again, on his ballsac.  It was harder, firmer now as the jism filled
it out.  I ran my tongue down it and into the area between his ballsac and
his ass hole, taking in the powerful manly aroma of it.  Dipping further,
my outstretched tongue played across the warm browness of the lips of his
hole.  It was puckered tight, but my tongue wet it with every lap until I
felt it gap slightly, yielding to the insistent pressure until just the tip
of my tongue made it a fraction of an inch inside.  He smelled heavenly.
True man smell as my taste buds came alive to the slightly acrid taste of
man hole.  For the first time in my life I was going to suck ass, and my
lips formed an `O' over his ass lips as my tongue sank deeper inside the
browness that was Larry's essence.  He squirmed as my tongue continued to
probe the ever loosening pucker.  It seemed so natural for me to be doing
this, and any thoughts I had about it being disgusted were forgotten at
that very moment, never to be brought up again.  It was just another step
in my education, just another experience I would come to remember as the
first time.  Another cherrie popped, as it were.

The action heated up now as we strained to relieve ourselves of the pent up
passion and lust that had been repressed since, gee for me it was a week, I
didn't know how long for Larry and Bobby.  We were all three back sucking
cock, and sucking hard as we worked on each other.  I could feel Bobby's
mouth suctioning like vacumn cleaner now as he hollowed out his cheeks.  We
were all making sucking and slurping sounds as we worked.

I was first, as the tightness in my ball sac gave way to the slight
numbness along my shaft which signalled all loss of control.  The creamy
white liquid that had formed in my balls was cursing along my penis in no
time, not to be held back by anything as it jetted out the tip and into
Bobby's waiting mouth.  He was good.  He gobbled my hot load down without
missing a beat or a drop as I filled his mouth again and again.  I had
never shot so much, but then again I had never had someone suck my cock
while I sucked someone elses.  It seemed to be day of firsts for me.

As I continued to shoot my load in Bobby's mouth, Larry began shooting in
mine, flooding my mouth and tongue with the strong, hot, white liquid.  It
felt wonderful as it spurted from his cock, across my tongue, and splashed
against the back of my throat.  I trapped it there, letting it flood my
mouth before swallowing it and taking more.  Larry shot and shot and shot,
I didn't think he would ever stop.  I could smell the strong aroma of his
jism even as I was swallowing it, and that smell drove me to deep throat
him, letting the final spurts of his orgasm shot directly down my throat.
I held his cock head there and used my throat muscles to gently massage and
drain him of all his load.

I don't know when Bobby shot in Larry's mouth, but from his moaning it must
have been soon after Larry gave me his jism.

We lay in that position, mouth to cock, to mouth, to cock, for what seemed
like eternity, gently sucking each other's cocks.  Not to arouse but to
relax.  I think Bobby and Larry and I had the same thoughts in our mind
then, I just didn't want to take my mouth off Larry's cock.  It felt so
natural to have it there.

"Wow" Larry finally said as he let Bobby's penis drop from his mouth "that
was something, huh?"

"No shit" Bobby replied.

"Yeah" I sighed, and hugged Larry's legs to my face.

"Whew.  I've got to get some Z's" Bobby said.

"Yeah, me too.  We've just come off a mid you know"

"Oh, well I'm going back to my room and shower.  Why don't you guys stop
by, I've got a cooler of Orion on ice."

"Great" Larry said "why don't we party in your room tonight?"

"Great" I exclaimed as my mind went back to Jake, waiting in the other
room.  I'm sure he was going to be mad as hell.

But to tell the truth - I didn't care.  Jake would get what he wanted.
Later tonight we would put on a show for his camera that he would never
forget.

To be continued