Date: Sat, 20 Jun 2020 04:55:55 +0000 From: hotbrody Subject: Horny Millennianal Teen Chapter 4 Hello, this is for Gay -- Adult Youth, 3rd Chapter in Horny Millennial Teen Horny Millennial Teen -- Army Recruiter Chapter 4 First of all these stories are entirely true. Some names, locations and details have been changed but these stories aren't fantasy, rather the reality of my teenage life in the late 90's and early aughts. I have a great memory but given how wild and crazy many of these stories are I wanted to share them while they're still relatively fresh in my memory. As I'm now the age as some of the adult participants in these stories I can't imagine behaving the same way they did towards a young teen, but these are stories nonetheless and if nothing else they're pretty interesting! Hope you enjoy! Brody hotbrody@protonmail.com Army Recruiter -- Chapter 4 My freshman year in high school had gotten off to a rough start. Sure, I had some fun occasionally (Joe The Plumber and a slutty 4 way were both epic experiences) but my regular life was pretty bad and looking back it was clear I was depressed. Being out and gay wasn't an option so I wasted a lot of time trying to impress girls and otherwise try to make friends. I was a poor country bumpkin in sea of wealthy suburban kids and I had a hard time fitting in. I'd make it through to the end of the day, endure the torturous bus ride home then go for a run or bike ride to clear my head before doing homework, watching tv then go to bed. I don't think I had a single close friend my freshman year; I never had a sleepover or a birthday party or trip to the mall or even someone to bike or explore with. My savior was the internet. Broadband internet had saved my life and I spent more and more time online living the life I couldn't lead at school. In hindsight, late 90's gay chatrooms were a big shitshow with a the usual cast of characters you'd find in a gay bar: the super-hot jock that's waiting for Brad Pitt and is a dick to anyone else, the lechy old guy creeping on anyone live and fresh, plus everyone in between. Since the internet was (mostly) anonymous, besides the usual bar characters there'd be a bunch of reclusive, shy or deeply closeted people who would never step foot in a gay bar but chatrooms allowed them to dip their toes into gaydom. The uber-closeted guys and mostly-straight or bi-curious guys could be time-wasters but some also ended up being some of the hottest and most scandalous hookups. ??? Sometime late in the fall of my freshman year I started talking to a guy named Brian. He was 35, 5'8, 190lbs of pure muscle and had closely cropped dark brown hair just a touch longer than a buzz cut on the top and a chiseled, stern-looking face. He didn't send any X pics but he sent a pic of him standing straight up clad in basic hanes briefs with a cocky half smirk/half sneer on his face, arms crossed and bicep muscles bulging. He was mostly smooth up top with just a dusting of hair at the top of his big pecs, and then a thick dark treasure trail going down from his belly button. His legs were massive; big bulging quads and unlike up top, covered in dark hair. He didn't say how big his dick was hard but soft it strained the fabric in all the right places, and I knew it was going to be nice. His communication stood out from other guys I chatted with because he was direct, concise and just a bit aggressive. Other guys I talked to wavered and pussy-footed or were nervous about my age (well nervous about my listed age of 16...most wouldn't have even talked to me if they knew I was 14). Brian on the other hand didn't seem to care and wanted to make plans and meet ASAP as soon as we traded pics. It was like he was used to being the boss and giving orders and had no time for fluff or funny business; I soon found out why. He gave me his number and told me to call him anytime; he lived alone and wasn't worried about anyone else answering. I called him after school the next day and he answered on the first ring, "Brian speaking" he barked in a deep scratchy voice. "Uh HEY! This is Brody. Ya know we were talking online yesterday?" "Yes, Hi Brody. You're a very cute boy. I was hoping you would call." His voice had warmed up and I felt more comfortable. "Yeah, well I'd still like to meet up...I get out of school at 3 but I'm the last stop on the bus so I usually don't get home until 4" "What school do you go to?" "Central High" "Well I'll tell you what, I'm going to finish work at 3 maybe 10 minutes from there on Thursday. How about I pick you up? Is there a good place for me to meet you away from the buses and parents? I don't want to get stuck in traffic." "Sure! Sometimes I go to the public library after school. It's just down the hill." "I know it. See you there 3:15 Thursday. I have a red Dodge Ram" "Ok! See you then." "Bye sport!" "Later!" Thursday came and the day seemed to never end, but the 3pm bell finally rung and I raced off to to the Library and waited outside for Brian. At 3:15 on the dot I saw a large red pickup pull up stopped in front. Brian rolled the window down and barked "hey kid, get in" with a big friendly smile. I opened the door and climbed into the tall truck and a mixture of terror and excitement flooded my brain; Brian was wearing tan camouflage a pants and a shirt with a badge that said US ARMY. Brian held out his hand and I smiled and shook it back, "Nice to meet you, Sir!" to which he nodded and gruffed. I was nervous as fuck but the dude with steel balls who was happy to report that he did high school recruiting for the Army and had just picked up a 14 year old boy apparently gave zero fucks. I was thrilled and at the same time scared by his recklessness. We made small talk as we made the drive to Brian's house, way out in the middle of nowhere. It was a cute cabin but the remoteness of it added to my fear. Once inside he asked me if I wanted a drink. "Uh, Vodka?" I said, thinking something to calm my nerves would be helpful. "NO WAY, I'm NOT giving liquor to a minor! I'll get you an ice tea!" Umm ok, fucking teens is ok, but giving them a drink isn't? Whatever. As I sipped my drink on the couch, Brian got closer to me and started touching me...my leg at first and then put his arm around me. Danger signs were going off in my head but I was also extraordinarily turned on by this army man in uniform who was aggressive and cavalier and who felt so good touching me. Brian leaned in and kissed me roughly and I pulled back a bit from his stubble scraping my smooth face. Sensing the discomfort, he proceeded more gently and kissed me sweetly with just his lips and tongue as his strong hands moved to my thighs and ever so carefully up my shorts The strong Army man pulled my head away and looked at me intently as said, "You're so sexy baby. I'm gonna show you how a real man shows love, ok? Is that OK baby OK Brody?" As he said that his calloused fingers had found my hairless hole and went from being sensuous and delicate to rough and probing. It hurt but I couldn't complain since he lunged to kiss me with his tongue in my mouth. He pulled away from the kiss and pulled the shorts and shirt off me and threw them on the floor. He then put me on all fours on the couch and kissed my smooth bubble butt gently before gingerly tonging my hairless ass. I screamed when I felt his stubble scrape and rub my hole but he slapped my ass and I retained the position. Despite the roughness and general fear, I was hard as a rock and he grabbed my dick and jerked it while he tongued my hole. He jumped off for a moment, but only to grab a jar or Vaseline from the hall cabinet. I was already on my back but he moved into me softly, kissed my mouth and my neck and lovingly touched my nipples and held me. I relaxed as this powerful man lay on top of me with his granite-like dick grinding against my hairless boy hole. I melted into him as I felt safe and protected but almost cried as he jammed his cock into me with only the help of a smidge orf petroleum jelly. "AHHHH ooohOOOH NOOOOO huh huh huh OOOOOH!" I squealed as I tried to clamp on my butthole and push him out. His cock wasn't as big as the one that deflowered me but it felt much harder and his thrusts were rough and deep. "OH fuck yeah baby, take my cock ....Your ass is so nice....so sweet (SLAM SLAP SLAP) By this time, the pain subsided and I was moaning in ecstasy as the naked, sweaty army man ravaged my body. We were drenched in sweat and the feeling of us so close with his cock pounding in and out of my bare ass was so erotic. "AAHHHHH AHHHH,mmmmmmm AH AHH MMMMMMMMuhhhhhUUUUGHHHH" I screamed as my cock erupted and shot volleys of cum without touching it and my hole clamped down and tried unsuccessfully to push Brian's cock out. That only emboldened him and he thrust hard and moved his hand to neck as he choked me. I nearly passed out as he yelled "Bitch fucking WHORE baby YEAH YEAH FUCK YEAH feel that cum in you BABY!" My ass was on fire but it was also euphoric to feel my gut soaked with this army man's sperm. He laid on me holding me so sweet and softly kissing me. Brian crawled off me slowly but gently put me on my side and held me with his cummy dick against my violated teen hole until we both passed out. By the time I woke it was dinner time and Brian drove me back to my place before my Stepdad got home from work. I continued to see Brian regularly for a couple years. By the time I was 16 I had a license and a car and was off exploring on my own. And in hindsight I had probably grown too old for what he liked. Fortunately for him, there was always an easy supply close by!