Date: Wed, 24 Dec 2003 21:12:09 -0500
From: AT
Subject: Kevin

This is a true story.  It took place some years ago.

Kevin

It was Friday and the hot late afternoon sun beat down on the tarmac like a
giant blowtorch blasting the heat onto my uniform and making me sweat
uncomfortably.  I'll sure be glad when that damn airplane gets down and I
can get out of this heat and into the air conditioned comfort of the
terminal, I thought as I saw it begin its final approach to the runway.  The
job of meeting this new guy was given me by the Commander because we were
the same rank and about the same age.  He's 24 and I'm `senior' by a year at
25.  I'm the unit Communications Officer and he will be the new Chief of
Security meaning he'll be responsible for the security of our aircraft.
We'll be living in the BOQ with separate bedrooms but sharing a connecting
bathroom.  It'll be nice having someone my age living next door, I thought.
The previous guy was an unaccompanied (married guy who's family remained
back in the states) Captain twenty years older than me.  He finally got his
wish and was transferred out of this hot-as-hell base about three weeks ago.
  He was the Chief of Security but had some problems with his men and had
his tour of duty here shortened by order of the Colonel, our Commander.
Since he was still a Captain at 45 he must have had problems at his prior
assignments as well.  I don't think he will remain in the service for much
longer with his poor record.  There were whispered rumors that he tried to
force one of his young airmen to have sex with him and was caught by a
non-com.  But it was hushed up and he left in a hurry.

The scream of the jets diminished when the large C-141 stopped in front of
the terminal and the airplane's door opened.  The mobile stairway nestled
gently onto the side of the big jet and people commenced their exit.
Several enlisted men were still wearing their winter blues.  They'd left the
cool early morning temperatures of Massachusetts just this morning and now
found themselves here in 90 degree heat and humidity.  Bet they make a
beeline for the barracks to change into summer gear.  A few officers of
various rank deplaned and then I saw him: young, handsome, tall and blond.
My cock twitched in my sweat soaked briefs as I envisioned Michelangelo's
David in the flesh.  He looked around and when he spotted me he waved while
a big grin creased his boyish countenance.  Guess he figured out that I was
his welcoming committee of one since everyone else had hurried into the cool
confines of the terminal.

He came bounding down the steps with his duffle bag slung over his shoulder
and carrying a smaller suitcase in his other hand.  At the bottom of the
stairs he dropped both bags, sprang to attention and saluted me!  I was
dumbfounded that another officer of equal rank would do such a thing and
almost forgot to return the salute.  Recovering my composure I also snapped
to attention returning his salute smartly.  Then I dropped my arm and
reached toward him, taking his lowering hand in mine with a firm handshake.
I welcomed him to Ramey Air Force Base and told him my name.  He replied
with a big grin saying that his name was Kevin O'Riley and that he was glad
to meet me.  As we sized each other up, still holding the handshake, I saw a
young man six feet or more with brilliant blue eyes and sandy hair.  He was
the handsomest man I'd ever seen and my grip on his hand tightened as I
fantasized drawing him against my hot body.  Coming to my senses, I quickly
dropped his hand noticing the questioning look in his eyes.  I mumbled my
apologies saying something inane like 'It must be the heat.'  We grabbed his
bags and walked rapidly into the cool confines of the passenger terminal. I
asked him if he'd like something cool to drink before we ventured back out
into the heat.  He agreed and I bought us each a Coke at the snack counter.
While drinking our sodas I told him about our organization and Colonel
Williams, our boss.  I said that the Colonel was a short squatty man and we
called him 'Tubby' but not to his face or when he was in hearing range!
Kevin laughed and said that he understood and would try to watch what he
says around the Boss.  Finishing our Cokes we went out to the parking lot
where my car was parked.  It was very hot and it took several minutes before
the car would cool down.  By then we both were soaked to the skin.  I told
Kevin that the BOQ is fully air conditioned and that it wouldn't be long
before we were inside where we could cool off.  I also gave him more
information about our unit and what my job was and what he would be doing.
He remarked that he hoped that his office would be air conditioned and I
assured him that it was.  I also mentioned what happened to his predecessor
and Kevin seemed very interested in knowing why he was sent back early.  I
gave him what scuttlebutt I had heard but made sure that Kevin understood
that what I was telling him was purely hearsay.  Kevin pressed me for more
information about the Captain and what was it he exactly did  that caused
the problems.  When I said that he was supposedly caught in a compromising
position with one of his enlisted men, Kevin's eyes grew large and he
exhaled loudly with a "Wow!"  Nothing more was said about the Captain but I
sensed that Kevin had become a bit aroused by what I had told him.  He
squirmed in his seat and tugged at his crotch more than once.  I wondered
about this new officer and thought that things could get very interesting,
what with us sharing a bathroom.  But I was not yet prepared to make any
moves on him; I'd wait for further clues to see how things progressed.

For the next several months, Kevin was totally engrossed in taking over the
Security Officer's job.  Of course we would see each other every morning in
the shared bathroom.  I was usually in the shower when he would come in to
relieve himself but I never could catch a peek at what he was sporting
between his legs.  He would always wait until I finished shaving and
brushing my teeth before he would come back into the bathroom to do the
same.  We did get together after work at the Officer's Club with others to
socialize and exchange men talk about girls, sports and our favorite topic,
the heat!  I noticed that Kevin never said much about women and he
apparently did not have a girlfriend waiting for him back in New Jersey
where he grew up.  He did date a few schoolteachers at the base and we
doubledated several times, going into San Juan for dinner and sightseeing.
We also spent a lot of time at the beach sunbathing and enjoying the warm
waters of the  Atlantic.  Kevin looked very nice in his baggy bathing suit
and it was obvious that he had spent time keeping his good looking body in
shape.  I had been working out in our unit gym and he and I started going
there together.  But it wasn't until after he'd been here six months that
Kevin would invite me into his room at night before bedtime to have a beer
and just generally shoot-the-shit. I would normally just wear my briefs and
he would be in his boxers.

One Friday night after having several drinks at the 'O' Club we came back to
the 'Q around midnight.  I was in my room and had just stripped naked
preparing to take a shower when Kevin called me into his room.  Both of our
doors leading to the bathroom were open (which was normally the case) so I
wrapped my towel around me and sauntered into his room to see what he
wanted.  Kevin had a pair of boxers on and I noticed right away that the fly
was hanging open and that they were ripped in several places, showing almost
all of his dick and balls.  His cock was soft but extended down the left leg
of the shorts.  I also noticed that he had a nice plump sack and it seemed
to be covered in a light down.  At first glance I  was shocked and just
stood there with my mouth open.  Then I tried to avert my eyes but the sight
was so hot that I kept reverting back to gaze at him.  When I realized that
he was saying something about me staring at his  body, I blushed and tried
to make light of it by saying something about why couldn't he afford to buy
new underwear.  Kevin laughed and said that he only wore these in bed and
that they gave him a feeling of freedom.  He then went to his small
refrigerator (we all had one in our rooms, thanks to the Air Force) and
pulled out two beers, handing me one.  He motioned me to sit in the only
easy chair which was centered under a wall rack that held books and
photographs.  He sat on the edge of his bed with his legs spread apart.  The
fly and tears in his boxers spread open, revealing more of his genitals to
me.  By this time I was sporting an erection and crossed my legs to try and
hide it.  We talked about inconsequential things, my mind never on what was
being said.  I continued to glance at his crotch when I thought that he
wasn't looking my way.  It appeared that his cock had swelled a bit which,
of course, just made me harder.  I heard him say something about his sister
in New Jersey and would I like to see her picture.  Looking up at him I
mumbled 'yeah, sure' and took another swig from my beer.  Kevin got up and
came over to me, my eyes riveted on his swelling cock, wondering what he was
going to do.  He said that his sister's picture was on the shelf above me
and he came right up to my knees and leaned over me to reach up to the
shelf.  I uncrossed my legs to give him more room.  He moved in closer and
his legs were touching my bared balls where the towel had opened.  I was so
hard that I almost came right then.

His cock was fully erect now and poking out of the hole in his boxers.  It
was just inches from my face. I panicked and turned my head to the side,
preparing to jump out of the chair when he seemed to lose his balance and
fell into me.  His hard cock stabbed me in my left cheek as he continued to
press down into me.  I heard him mumble something but I was so panicky that
I froze.  Then he said it again: "Do it!"  I don't know what came over me
but at once I knew what he (and I!) wanted.  I slowly moved my head so that
his cock pressed against my lips.  I opened my mouth and it slipped inside.
He moaned.  "Oh yessss" he hissed.  "Suck it, Art.   Suck it hard!"  Lust
took over and my tongue swiped across his cockhead while I tried to suck the
cum out of his balls.  Now, this was not the first time I've sucked a man's
cock and his wasn't the biggest but this was by far the most delicious, most
savory cock that I've ever had in my mouth.  I was overcome with desire and
my hands ripped the remains of his boxers from his hips, grabbed his ass
cheeks and pulled him harder against my face. I don't know how long it took
him to come;  it seemed like I was only sucking on his tool for a few
seconds when he swelled in my mouth and his cum shot full force.  I gulped
and swallowed, trying to keep it all in my mouth.  Kevin continued his
moaning and humping against my face as his cock poured forth its juice.
Subsiding, he slumped down and I held him from falling to the floor while he
recovered from his orgasm.  His cock was now soft and I gave it one last
lick to clean up the residue.

I pushed him up and away from me but I sat there very still, wondering what
had just happened.  I was afraid to look up into his eyes.  I realized that
what I had just done would get me booted out of the Air Force with a
dishonorable discharge and sent home in disgrace.  I saw his feet move as he
turned away from me and went to his chest of drawers across the room.  I
looked up to see his beautiful bare bubble butt while he searched the drawer
for a new pair of boxers.  Pulling them up over that gorgeous ass, he threw
the old shredded boxers into his wastebasket saying, "Guess I can't wear
these anymore."

Then he turned, winked at me and asked, "Want another beer?"

Kevin and I never did anything else like that again but we continued to be
good friends until my tour was up and I left for another assignment.
Nothing was ever said about what happened that night in his room and I've
never heard from him again.  Kevin, if you're reading this, I want to thank
you for our friendship and for letting me give you that fantastic blowjob.
Can't tell you how much it meant to me!  I hope that you are well and happy,
wherever you are.

By the way, that is not his real name.