Date: Mon, 16 Jun 2003 19:01:05 +0000
From: I am uncut <iamuncut@hotmail.com>
Subject: Roommate Adventure

I was in the Air Force for several years but messed around with a roommate
only once.  This happened while we were stationed in Texas for training as
Air Freight Specialists.  We were roomies for about 6 weeks I guess.  This
happened about 4 1/2 weeks into that assignment.

After a hard day of training and classroom study, the day always ended with
a shower.  Our bunks were on opposite sides of a 12' x 12' room - 2 sets of
bunks - and only 3 of us.  On one side, a big dark-haired ski-fanatic from
Wyoming in the top bunk, and below him, your typical farmboy with light
reddish blond hair.  Farmboy and I were about the same height, weight and
build...6', 150# and wiry...not overly muscular, but with good definition.
I was 20, and Farmboy had just turned 18, and we had become good friends.

One night as he finished toweling off, he bent over to put on his boxers
with his back to me.  This boy had one fine looking ass, and I loved having
the opportunity to look at it almost every day!.  As I sat on my bunk, he
accidentally dropped the boxers on the floor attempting to put them on...I
laughed and said something stupid (I'm sure), he chuckled and bent over
further to scoop them up.  That's when I saw a perfectly round, pink asshole
staring me in the face.  I couldn't resist.  Laughing, I half yelled "Pink
Eye!  Pink Eye!"  He turned facing me obviously lost.  "Huh?" he said.
Still laughing, I rolled onto my back, pulling my boxers down and my knees
to my chest, exposing my own asshole.  I yelled "Brown Eye!  Brown Eye!" and
he howled with laughter.  Nothing more was said about it but we laughed and
joked around until lights out.

For the next few days, this routine repeated itself...he and I showering and
changing at the same times.  Each time, we would flash our assholes at each
other.  I'm not sure what he was thinking, but he was enjoying the game.  I
had already figured out that he was straighter than hell, so I was just
going to enjoy it while I could.

Then one night, our other roomie, the ski-bum, complaining that he was
exhausted, hopped into his bunk and within minutes was sound asleep...out
like a light...snoring softly.  Farmboy and I talked for a while longer,
about training, his fiancee, their marriage plans...everything and nothing.
Farmboy said something to the effect that Ski-bum was dead to the world.  I
chuckled and told him that I didn't think our talking was going to wake him
up.  He said "You think so?" and something about his voice gave away his
nervousness.  Looking at his crotch I saw that he had hardon, and I knew
that this was my chance.

Without saying anything, I took the blanket from the end of my bunk and,
after unfolding it, looped it through the steel railing above my head.  It
hung to the floor and completely blocked the view should Ski-bum wake up.
Pulling it to one side, I quietly asked "Why don't you come on over?"  I was
scared shitless...had I fucked up beyond repair?...what if he got pissed
off?...what if...he got up and quietly crossed the room.  He crawled in
beside me and immediately lay down on his back.  His eyes were shut
tight...he was scared.  I stared at his body, taking in the sight of this
beautiful young man lying in my bunk waiting for me to do...to do what?  I
had never even thought this was a possibility!

I gently placed my hands on either side of his dick pressing the cotton
boxers tightly against him.  His dick was straining to be free, and I swear
he was stifling a moan.  I slowly ran my hands up and down, my thumbs moving
over his dick, slowly massaging the hard flesh.  In no time at all, I
noticed the wet spot forming where the head of his dick was.  He was trying
to keep from squirming so I knew that I had better not waste anymore time.

With a hand on either side of his waist, I started lowering his shorts.
Instinctively, he raised his hips.  I slid them below his buttocks and,
raising the front with one hand,  exposed his throbbing dick.  Six inches of
hard, pink flesh was pulsing in time with his heartbeat.  Wow!  But I
couldn't stop there.  I slid them all the way down his thighs and then his
calves.  As they slid over his feet he lifted them, one at a time, to allow
himself to be stripped totally naked.  From my vantage point at the foot of
the bed, I looked up at a vision I could hardly believe...he was so fucking
beautiful!  Slender, muscular thighs...red-blond crotch hair...nice sized
balls that usually hung lower than they were now...and that beautiful dick,
still suffering spasms of anticipation...rising, and then falling back, to
lay on his washboard abs.

Running my hands slowly up his legs as I went, I moved slowly into position,
walking on my knees between his legs.  He moved his legs further apart as my
hands moved up the insides of his knees and then his inner thighs until they
met just below his crotch.  My fingers brushed softly up his scrotum,
feeling his balls moving under them, but only slightly.  Were they tighter
than just a minute ago?  With one hand I grasped the base of his prick as my
mouth lowered to his crotch.

I nuzzled his nuts.  I licked the V where his thighs met his torso.  Out of
the corner of my eye, I saw his hands pull into fists clutching the sheets.
My free hand moved slowly up his abs to his chest as my mouth ascended from
the base to the head of his prick, flat-tonguing the hard flesh as I went.
His breathing was coming faster...deeper...he squirmed ever so slightly...I
knew he wouldn't last long.  Running my tongue, one more time, down and then
back up, I closed my mouth over the head of his dick.  I was in heaven, and
I'm sure he was too!

Releasing my grip on the base of his prick, I gently massaged his ballsack
as my mouth lowered onto him.  Slowly and smoothly, I sucked him in, my
tongue working the hard flesh as I went.  I heard the sharp intake of his
breath and felt his body tense.  I went to the tops of his pubes and just as
slowly moved back up...never breaking contact of my tongue, my lips, my
hands...  When I got to the top, holding only the head of his dick between
my lips, I gently pinched one nipple.  His body jerked beneath me...a soft
whimper escaped his lips...  I plunged.  I took the entire length of his
dick until he was buried in my throat, my nose buried in his pubes.  I could
feel his heartbeat in the hard meat in my throat.  He was close.

With long, deliberate strokes, I sucked that dick like it was going to be my
last.  My hands worked his chest and his nuts; my mouth sucked from the head
to base in slow, wet strokes.  He moved in rhythm with me, fucking my mouth.
  His hands suddenly gripped the sides of my head...he squirmed, he gasped,
but I never varied the pace.  Once more...up and down.  And then again.  He
was almost going crazy.  On the next downstroke, his grip tightened.  I
planted his dick in my throat and felt it pulse...HARD!  I heard the intake
of breath at the same time I felt the spasmodic jerking of his orgasm as he
came in my throat.  It was ecstasy!  I had died and gone to heaven!  This
beautiful, naive farmboy was cumming in huge, jerking spasms into my body
and I was loving every second of it.  I slowly eased off his prick as the
last of his cum was ejaculated.  God, he even tasted good!

I laid my head on his stomach as we both caught our breath.  He stroked my
head...but only once, and then put his arms at his sides.  I looked up at
him, but he wouldn't hold my gaze.

Whatever his thoughts, I never found out.  As soon as I had removed my head,
he reached for his boxers, slipped them on, and wordlessly tiptoed back to
his bunk.

Nothing was ever said about the incident, and Farmboy started taking clean
boxers to the shower with him.

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