LIBERTY SEVEN
                                        By Doug Gage

     I must put this message here, if for no other reason than to
     satisfy mine own conscience.  The experiences I am relating
     happened in 1954.  I was an 18 year old farmer who had just
     finished six months active service with the National Guard at
     Fort Leonardwood and 14 weeks of Navy Boot Camp at Great
     Lakes.  I was in Electronic School at Treasure Island
     (Frisco), AIDs was unheard of and safe sex meant "don't get
     caught with another man and, unless you like to fight, don't
     let anyone know you are a homosexual."

     I've been extremely lucky to have never gotten as much as the
     clap.  Today I practice 1992 type safe sex, on those rare
     occasions when a fat old man can get any, and urge you do the
     same.

     I thought I was in love.  No, I knew I was in love.  Only two
other people had ever thrilled me like Jack did.  So I called him
on Monday to make a date for the next weekend.

     He said he'd be glad to spend some time with me but his very
special man was in town.  His lover had been on a business trip and
would be very unhappy if he found out Jack was fucking some navy
queen while he was gone.  "So please don't call me again."

     I tried not to feel bad, after all I'd had a lot of one night
stands and expected to have more, but that was one of the nights I
cried myself to sleep.  The next weekend I went into town with one
of the students who had a car and we took a weekend trip to
Sacramento to spend the weekend with his family.

     It promised to be a fun trip and the first chance in several
months that I was able to get out of uniform.  In 1954 we were
supposed to wear our uniforms at all times.  It wasn't until
sometime in '55 or '56 that they let us start keeping civvies on
the base -- some of the guys kept lockers on the beach and would
change into civvies, but you could say bye-bye to liberty for a
while if you got caught, so most of us followed the rules.

     I was still hurting over the abrupt brushoff I got from Jack,
I've since learned to go with the flow and am seldom bothered by
the lack of a return engagement.  However, I am not without
feelings.  

     In 1988 I spent a great day with a guy I met via a BBS.  We
did some fucking in the morning, some swimming in the afternoon and
a lot of fucking that night.  Two days later I left him a message
on the BBS and he said he couldn't remember ever meeting me.  That
hurt.

     Back to my story.  We got to Sacramento just about time for
supper and Ed's mom had fixed one fabulous meal.  I mean we had
juicy roast beast -- pink and bleeding, but hot and tender -- peas,
baked potato, fresh garden salad and a huge slice of homemade lemon
meringue pie.

     After supper we played canasta and drank beer.  Then at
midnight we went to bed.  They didn't have a guest room so I had to
sleep with Ed.  There was only one bed in the room and I was hot
and excited just to think I could spend two nights in the same bed
with him.  My imagination was working overtime, even thought I knew
it was only a sleeping arrangement created by necessity.

     I've not met very many men who I would call Adonis -- most of
my experiences have been with fairly average and some below average
body types.  I find them all very sexy as long as they're clean and
don't smell like they haven't bothered to shower recently.

     Well Ed was all that Adonis was supposed to be.  He was six
feet tall with perfectly proportioned legs and torso.  He worked
out almost everyday and ran three to four miles every morning.  His
blonde hair was almost white and his skin was so smooth that when
it was wet it glistened like brushed silk.  

     Although he worked out and ran regularly he didn't have a body
builder's or runner's muscle structure.  His muscles were supple
and flowed when he moved like a dancer's or swimmer's.  I
especially loved to watch him play basketball.  Every move he made
was erotic.

     He had grey eyes that when you looked into them you could
almost feel a physical caress.  He treated everyone around him as
if they were the most important person he had ever met. But, when
those grey eyes locked with yours, it made you feel like you were
the only person in the room.

     Next to his white skin his pink lips were shiny crimson frames
to pearly white teeth that couldn't avoid presenting an amorous
summons to sensual encounter. They begged to be kissed and many
were the times, even in the crowded day room, when I was tempted to
take him in my arms and do just that.

     Clean? at the base he showered every morning, at noon and
every night.  His health habits were the brunt of a lot of jokes in
the barracks, but his build was the envy of every guy on the base.

     I never saw him completely nude at the base.  He always had on
a pair of sweats or swim trunks except when he was in the shower
and for some reason I was never there when he took his showers.

     We had become good friends, probably because we were in a
competition for number one in class.  Each week we seemed to trade
places as number one and number two.  

     The top ten at graduation would get to chose from all
available billets, all the rest would be assigned by random
drawing.  The list of billets had one ship out of Pearl and both of
us wanted it.

     At first it was a real unfriendly competition, then the
instructor suggested we study together to make it harder for one to
excel over the other and gradually we became good friends.

     Anyway, he was really a beautiful man.  Not just physically
but in everyway.  He was the kind of person everyone wants to be
like.  When he walks into a room everyone notices him and likes
him.  His presence wasn't threatening and somehow you knew down in
your gut that if he wanted you to jump off a bridge for him you
would find a rational reason to do it.

     He was physically beautiful and one hell of a nice guy.

     He had first dibs on the shower, after all it was his home,
and I sat on the big double bed waiting for him to finish.  He
undressed behind the closed door of the bathroom, so I didn't even
have the pleasure of watching him remove his clothes.

     I was very pleasantly surprised when, after he finished the
shower, he opened the door wrapped in a towel and said, "Why don't
you get your shower while I dry off and brush my teeth."

     Like I said, just the idea of being in the same bed with Ed
had me hot.  So as I undressed to get into the shower I tried to be
very careful not to expose my very erect cock.  When I got in the
shower I turned up the cold water hoping to avoid any embarrassment
for me and for Ed.

     As I stood under the cold shower I could see Ed through a
crack in the shower curtain.  He was standing with his back to me
bending over the sink brushing his teeth, the towel had been
discarded.

     His round ass was even whiter than the rest of his skin.  Each
buttock was a firm round orb soliciting amorous caress.  And as he
bent over a pink ring surrounded the slightly darker pucker of his
asshole making my mouth water with faint hope.

     His balls were visible between his legs hanging down in a
symmetrical very light brown sack each testicle clearly defined and
about the size of a small egg.  Not massive, but definitely a
handful and if a man could get real lucky a mouthful.

     The soft white fur that was almost visible on his legs also
covered his balls and climbed up into the crevice between his
cheeks. The cold shower wasn't doing a thing for me.  I was
sweating in the cold spray.

     After brushing and rinsing out his mouth he turned around and
I was blessed with a full front view of his naked body.

     The area normally covered by his swim shorts was a stark
contrast to his pink stomach and legs.  His pecs where perfect and
tipped with the pink soft nipples that looked like they had never
been properly sucked.  

     But my eyes were riveted to his groin.  A small forest of
white hair started at his navel and spread downward to totally
surround his cock.  The rest of his body, except for the fuzz on
his legs and arms, was a satiny smooth without a hint of hair.

     The shaft of his cock was so white that even flaccid every
vein was a visible blue line.  He had been circumcised and the head
of his cock was a pink heart at the end of a three inch shaft and
nestled between his balls.  

     The only disappointment I had was that his cock wasn't even a
little hard when he said, "I hope you don't mind, I'm used to
sleeping nude when at home.  I'll put on some shorts if you're
worried."

     No way, I thought, don't you dare cover up even an inch of
that lovely body.  What I said was, "As long as you stay on your
own side of the bed."  Damn you for a fool, I thought now why did
you say that?  So I quickly added, "I kind of like to sleep nude
also, do you mind?"

     He laughed, "Not as long as you stay on your own side of the
bed."  Me and my big mouth.

     After he left the bathroom I turned off the shower and started
to dry off.  I couldn't get rid of my hardon so instead of taking
the chance he would see it, I masturbated and dropped a huge load
of cum down the sink.  Seemed a shame to waste a good hardon when
that lovely body was going to be only inches away.

     When I left the bathroom Ed was already in bed.  He was lying
on his side watching me walk across the room.  I about shit when he
said, "You've got a good body, Doug.  You ought to take better care
of it."

     I got into bed quickly, just the thought of taking care of his
body was beginning to show again between my legs.  After I was
safely covered with a sheet, I asked, "What do you mean?"

     "I mean, you don't exercise and if you keep eating the way you
did tonight you're going to wind up a fat old man."  He was right,
what can I say.  What I said was, "Well I've always worked hard and
expect that will keep me looking good."

     "Well," he said as he turned out the light, "When the girls
stop flocking around, don't say I didn't warn you."

     He was lying on his side with his back to me, his legs
slightly curled and his buttocks within inches of my hand.  I was
lying on my back.  Very slowly I moved my hand toward him hoping he
wouldn't get upset if I touched him.  

     I stopped myself when my hand was almost touching him -- I
could feel the heat of his body on my arm and although I had just
shot a load in the bathroom, the thought of that body lying there
next to me had my cock standing at attention.

     I rolled over on my side with my back to him trying to forget
that he was there so I could go to sleep.  He was my friend, he was
an Adonis, he was inches away totally nude, but he was unavailable. 
I laid there slowly stroking my cock wishing it was his.  

     Then he shifted the position of his body and his buttocks
pushed back into mine.  Take about heat, lust and what do I do
now!!??

     I thought I should move, I sure didn't want to.  His hot ass
cheeks were like fire on mine and it grew into a furnace of lust in
my gut and balls.  It seemed like hours, but was probably only
seconds when I whispered, "Ed, you're going to push me out of bed
if you don't move back."  

     He didn't speak and didn't move.  I reached around and laid my
hand on his thigh.  He grunted and moved, but instead of away from
me his body pushed closer and now we were touching all the way up
to my shoulders.  He upper body was about 3 inches longer than
mine.  Since we were both just a little sway backed there was a gap
of hot air space above our asses.

     When he moved I let my hand slip so it was brushing the front
of his thigh and the tips of my fingers could feel the curl of hair
at his groin and the furnace of heat coming from his crotch.

     I was thinking, Ed is hot -- I wonder what he would do if I
touched his cock.  I was lying there wanting to find out and afraid
to move, my breathe was becoming labored as the lust was slowly
rising to cloud any hope of rational thought.

     Gritting my teeth I took a deep breath and slowly slide my
hand down his thigh until my fingers were touching the heated shaft
of his cock.  To my surprise it was as stiff as mine.  I let my
fingers trace the tube running up his cock and gently tickled the
glans of its swollen head.

     Ed shifted moving away from me with his hips so my hand slide
back up his leg.  I moved my arm forward and again begin to caress
my, now remarkably swollen, cock.  Although we were no longer
touching I could still feel the heat of his body close to mine.

     I wanted to roll over and make love to him, but I knew it
would be the end of our friendship and possibly the end of my Navy
career.

     Very carefully I got out of bed and once more relieved myself
into the sink.  I wasn't sure if I could spend two nights with Ed
and not reveal to him how much I wanted to make love to him.  He'd
been a good friend, but would he understand?

     When I got back to the bed Ed was rolled over on his other
side, almost on his stomach with one leg completely across my side
of the bed.  

     Two thoughts went through my head at the same time, Damn he
would be right on top of me now if I'd stayed in bed and good thing
I moved I could never have kept my hands at home if he'd rolled
over on me.

     I took his foot and shook him awake.  He was really sleeping
and when he finally woke he looked up at me with blurry eyes,
rolled back to his side of the bed taking the sheet with him. 
Except instead of being covered with the sheet he had it trapped
between his legs and was lying on top of it.  Great, I thought, now
I've got this beautiful body lying there without even a sheet over
it and I'm afraid to touch it.

     The double J/O in less than an hour did cool down my lust and
I was finally able to go to sleep.  I usually sleep on top of my
sheets anyway, so I pulled on a pair of jockey shorts in case
anyone came in and was able to fall asleep.  

     I woke up the next morning just as Ed was getting ready to
stand up.  He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to
me so I laid quietly as if still asleep and through half open eyes
admired the curvature of his back, the large but smooth swimmers
muscles that culminated in two round buttocks.  

     I imagined my tongue running down his back and wondered how he
would taste.  When he stood up he had to turn sideways to me in
order to get into the bathroom and he was sporting a large morning
erection, that stuck straight out in front of him.  

     His cock wasn't massive, but it was pretty.  About 7 inches
from groin to tip.  The shaft was straight as a pool cue and just
over an inch in diameter.  The skin was stretched so tight it
looked like it was about to rupture with every vein sticking out
like a row of mountain ranges.  

     The head was a dark pink heart that bulged out to almost two
inches at the end of the shaft and tapered up to a rounded tip. 
When he got to the bathroom he closed the door and shortly I heard
his piss stream splashing into the bowl.

     Lord, I thought, how could you bring me such a great friend
with such a fantastic body, give me this unheard of opportunity to
make love to him and expect me to refrain from approaching him.  If
I could just hold him and feel his cock pressed against any part of
my body I would be in heaven -- how about it Lord.

     I heard the water running as he cleaned up and when he came
out of the bathroom he reached over and shook my shoulder.   It was
all I could do to keep from reaching up and pulling him down into
my arms, but my morning breath and good sense worked together to
avoid it.  

     "Time to get up," he said and then started to pull on his
sweats. "While you get ready, I'm going to go for a run.  See you
at breakfast."

     I took a quick shower and pulled on a pair of tight levi's and
a loose cotton sweater and a pair of cowboy boots.  When I got to
the kitchen Ed was sitting at the table dressed in loose jeans and
a t-shirt.  I said, "I thought you were going to go for a run."

     He replied, "Not me, I ran at 5 this morning."

     I said, "At five this morning you were hogging all the covers
and sound asleep."

     Then he gave me that big laugh that always makes me want to
laugh with him, even when I don't know what's funny, and says, "I'm
not Ed, I'm his brother Jim, we're identical twins."

     I said, "Come on, don't pull my leg, your eyes, your mouth,
the shape of your body, even the way you laugh -- You must be Ed. 
You're kidding me right?"

     Ed came in the kitchen door from outside, with rivers of sweat
running down between his breasts the crotch of his sweats soaking
wet.  He said, "I'm to tired to pull anything right now."  

     With that his mother, his father, his brother and he broke
into laughter.  After a stunned second I joined them.

     Breakfast was great and afterwards Ed went up to take a shower
and get dressed.  After the dishes were washed and put away I found
myself alone in the kitchen with Jim.

     I asked him if he was in the Navy.  He laughed and said, "No
that's Ed's passion.  I work for a caterer.  He winked at me and
said, "If I was around that many men all the time, I'd either go
nuts or get tossed out like last weeks garbage."

     Ed came in just as Jim delivered the last line and said, "Jim
likes to be controversial -- just ignore him."

     "Ed can't quite bring himself to accept me for what I am.  He
still thinks I could stop being homosexual if I tried hard enough. 
I tell him if he tried it he'd like it, but....."

     Ed was red as a beet.  I didn't know if it was because he was
mad or because he was embarrassed.  "I told you," he said to me,
"Jim has to be controversial.", then he turned to Jim, "Damn it I
don't care if you prefer men over women, you're my brother and I
love you -- but do you have to shout it to the world!  Doug didn't
need to know."

     Now Jim was getting red in the face, "Hey guys", I said,
"Truce.  I don't care who either one of you fuck" -- wishing it was
me -- "as long as we remain friends.  Ed don't put me between you
and your brother.  I like you and I'm sure I'll like Jim."

     I almost, but only almost, said, "Besides I'm also
homosexual."

     Both of them started to calm down and Jim said, "Thanks Doug." 
Ed looked at him and said, "See why I like him."  I thought,
somehow I have to get Jim into that bed with me.

     Then I asked, "Just out of curiosity, how identical are you. 
If you were both nude, could anyone tell the difference?"  Jim
answered, "When we dress alike Mom is the only person who has ever
been able to tell us apart.  Even nude I think I could fool Ed's
girl friend."

     Then he winked at Ed and said,  "I know my boy friends can't
tell us apart -- one of them got a black eye when he tried to
cuddle with Ed in the shower after we'd all been swimming."

     "He did more than cuddle", Ed was red again and it wasn't
because he was embarrassed, he sounded mad.  "What would you do
Doug is someone came up to you and started probing you in the
shower with his hot cock?"

     I thought, Bend over.  I said, "Don't know, nobody ever probed
me in my shower."

     My flippant reply ended the discussion and pretty soon we were
laughing again and telling jokes.  I was watching Ed and Jim,
determined to learn to tell them apart.  I wanted to tell Jim that
I was also gay, but I didn't want Ed to find out.  I know now it
wouldn't have changed our friendship at the time I wasn't sure.  

     Ed and I are still friends 38 years later and although we
never became lovers he's known about my sexual orientation for over
all of those years.  When I was 29 he tried to talk me out of
getting married, but I thought (I was wrong) I could live happily
as a heterosexual. 

     Ed decided he wanted to go bowling, but first he wanted to
take a shower.  That left me in kitchen alone with Jim.  I figured
it was now or never so, "Jim, you mentioned boy friends.  Is there
someone special, do you have a special man or do you still..... you
know."

     "I have several men I date, so I guess you would say I'm still
.. you know.  Any special reason why you want to know."

     "I was just wondering -- no reason -- oh hell, who am I trying
to kid -- you know why I asked.  I am..... I mean..... "

     Jim was grinning like a pig that just found a hole in the corn
field fence.  "I thought so," he said, "the way you were watching
Ed.  Your reaction to me when I let you know I liked men.  Your
words weren't saying it but your body language and eyes were
telling me."

     Then in a very serious tone, "Don't pursue it with Ed, Doug. 
Ed is as straight as they come.  He accepts me and all of my
friends, but, would curl up and die before he'd have sex with a
man.  He really thinks highly of you, so don't kill a friendship."

     "I know he is straight.  It wasn't easy, but knowing that is
what kept me on my side of the bed last night."

     He grinned again, "Kind of rough with that hot body inches
away with a hardon -- it's why I quit sleeping with him when I was
14.  He's my brother and I was having a hard time keeping my hands
and cock on my own side of the bed."

     "I don't know if I can control myself for another night."

     "You will, I can help you make sure of that.  It takes an
earthquake to wake Ed, so after he goes to sleep come on down to my
room -- it's at the other end of the hall.  I don't have my own
bath like Ed, but you'll have already showered."

     Jim got up and walked over to my chair and leaned down and
kissed me.  His lips were all that I had imagined Ed's would be and
the heat from the kiss spread made my face flush and washed in
waves down my body to culminate in my pulsating cock.

     After a lingering kiss he said, "Tonight, I've got to get to
work now, got a wedding reception to cater."

     I was drinking a third glass of cold water when Ed finally
came downstairs.

     "I hope Jim didn't upset you.  He really is queer as hell, but
what the fuck he's my brother and I love him.  He didn't make a
pass at you did he?  I don't really know what got into him.  He
usually only acts that way when he thinks the guy will go to bed
with him. He didn't make a pass at you did he?"

     "Sort of", I answered not wanting to lie and not wanting to
tell the truth, "but mostly he wanted to be sure I knew you were
straight so that knowing he is homosexual wouldn't hurt our
friendship.  You got a real fine brother -- but why not he's almost
an exact copy of you."

     "I still think if he would just go to bed with a girl, he'd
change."  It took Ed several years to discover that homosexuality
was a given and not a choice.  It was years later when Jim told him
and he finally listened, "We still think that if you'd just let
Doug make love to you you'd change."  

     Ed knew it wasn't true and finally realized it wasn't true of
us either.  It's what he tried to tell me when I got married.

     Anyway, on with my story.  After we went bowling, we played
some pool, went horse back riding and ended up at the local
swimming pool.  We also played some volleyball and went over to
Ed's girlfriend's house for supper.  Ed and Shirley had planned a
meal for four and a night at the movies.  Sylvia was my date.  

     After the movie we took Sylvia and Shirley home and got back
to Ed's house around midnight.  We were both pretty tired and after
a quick shower went to bed.

     Knowing that Jim was waiting for me made it much easier for me
to keep my hands off Ed, but by the time he was sleeping soundly
enough for me to get up, I was once more in heat.

     I borrowed one of Ed's robes and walked down the hall to Jim's
room.  I taped lightly on the door and heard Jim whisper,
"Unlocked, come on in."

     Jim had only one small light on in the room and it acted
almost like a spot light illuminating his nude white body.  He was
sitting on the bed leaning back on the head board, his hands were
behind his head, his legs were spread, his cock was standing
straight up in the air and his balls were hanging down just enough
to cover the crevasse of his ass.

     I dropped the robe on my way to the bed and was soon wrapped
in his arms as his legs encircled my waist and our rigid cocks came
together like a couple of bloated swords.

     Once more I felt the hot body flushing heat of his lips and
this time electric chills washed up and down my body as his tongue
probed my mouth examining my teeth and gums.

     Our kisses were hot and short as he would quickly break away
and lick my chin, or suck on one of my ear lobes.  As his tongue
wet the area below my nose his lower lip pushed into my mouth for
me to suck and taste.

     Every flavor of his body was a joy and I was soon also sucking
on his ears and moistening ever inch of his face with my saliva. 
At the same time our hands were exploring up and down our bodies.

     After a while he had me sit on his lap facing him on the bed. 
His legs splayed out under me and mine spread around his waist.  He
leaned on the head board and I leaned back making a tent of my
arms.  Then he dropped a large puddle of spit into both of his
hands and grabbing both of our cocks, as if they were one, began to
masturbate us.  

     As his hands slide up and down our poles, the pleasure centers
of my brain went crazy.  It seemed that the only part of my body
that existed was my bloated cock and my twitching ass.  

     Soon both of us were mixing our pre-cum together and it was
all I could do to keep from moaning and crying for more when he
paused.  He still held both cocks in his hand, but instead of
stroking them he began fucking his hands and my cock with rhythmic
thrusts of his hips.

     It was a fantastic sensation to have his cock essentially
fucking my cock and soon I was moving with him.  It didn't take
very long before I reached a peak of ecstacy.  I could feel the
pressure start to build in my balls as the head of my cock began to
tingle.

     Jim must have felt the build up and tension in my body as he
began to work our cocks with both of his hands, rolling and
thrusting his hips as he said, "Just hold on a second, Doug and
I'll be blowing with you --- There she blows!"

     I could feel the tremor as it went through my body and I could
feel the pulsing of his cock against mine as twin eruptions of cum
squirted into the air.  Our cocks were situated such that all that
greasy cum splashed on my chest.

     The second spasm of ejaculation came as our cock heads kissed
each other and a ball of cum was formed that rose just high enough
to hit my stomach and fill my naval.  As I laid back on the bed my
body covered with sweat and cum I enhaled the fragrance of our love
and Jim milked our cocks.  He was able to milk more cum from our
cocks and I could see the white cream of our love rolling down his
fingers.

     Jim used my legs as levers to push me back on the bed so he
could get up and kneel between my spread thighs.  Then he fell
forward onto my body.  Just as Ed's did the night before his body
heat warmed me.

     Moving his chest stomach and groin against mine he rubbed the
juice of our lust into my skin as his lips and tongue licked the
sweat from my face and neck.  Soon his tongue was on my throat and
his lips sucked gently on my adam's apple.

     Getting on his knees again between my legs he began to kiss
and lick my chest.  Started with my left arm pit he licked the
sweat from my body.  He moved from the left to the right and as his
kisses descended he let his lips and tongue quickly touch and suck
my tits.

     Each time his tongue or lips touched one of my nipples I could
feel my cock jump as a shock wave of pleasure descended from his
lips to my groin.

     When his tongue dipped into my naval and his lips sucked at
it, I reached down and started massaging his head with both hands. 
With my encouragement he lowered his head and began to lick and
suck on my balls.  Then with his tongue he began to stroke my cock.

     Soon my cock was swollen again with lust, pushing against my
stomach.  Turning his head sideways he began to massage my shaft
with his lips and tongue, sucking gently and sliding quickly up and
down the pole from the base of the glans to the where my balls
cupped between my legs.

     Then taking my cock in his hand he lifted it from his stomach
and took the head into his mouth.  Wonderful waves of pleasure rose
from my groin as his hot moist mouth sucked the head of my cock and
his tongue encircled and massaged the head.

     He shifted his body enough so I could reach over with my hand
and stroke his penis.  The soft heat that rose from it warmed my
palm and rose into my arm.  The stiff shaft sliding up and down
through my grasping fingers.

     My hips rose and my legs trembled as He slide his mouth down
the pole of my cock and thrust a long finger up into my hole.  In
and out and up and down together he sucked my cock and finger
fucked by ass in unison.

     His bobbing head and sucking slurping lips and probing finger
soon had me ready once more to empty my body and spew forth a load
of love's nectar.  As I arched my back and felt a load of love move
up through my cock he slide down its pole and I felt the swallowing
movements of his throat on its tender head.

     Then as his lips kissed my groin and his finger drove as deep
as it would go into my ass I felt a fantastic few seconds of
intense pleasure and my cock filled his throat with hot sticky
jazz.

     After he had sucked every possible drop of juice from my cock
he again knelt between my legs his hard hot cock probing my groin. 
He lifted my legs and hung them over his shoulders and slowly and
gently his cock entered me.

     He pushed until the head of his cock opened the sphincter
muscles and then stopped for a few seconds.  Just an inch at a time
he would dip deeper into me and then pause as he put more spittal
on his shaft and let it run down to my clenched hole.

     Soon my ass was fully impaled upon his cock and I could feel
his hot balls laying on my buttock.  He just stayed there holding
me close to him as his cock filled my ass and the pleasure of it
being there and the heat of it lust permeated my body.

     After a couple of minutes of us two just being one, he began
to fuck me.  His cock sliding in and out of my ass past the
grasping and pulsing sphincter soon had me gasping and twisting my
hips in response to this thrusts.

     As his lust grew, I could feel the heat build up within me and
his thrusts became faster and harder until he was moving in and out
with each thrust of his hips driving me into the mattress and each
with withdrawal lifting me with it.

     His cock slide in and out of my happy sucking asshole and his
hips punished my buttocks with pounding blows until with one final
hard thrust he drove his love pole deep into me as his body
stiffened in ecstacy and I felt the heat of his passion fill my gut
with pleasure.

     His cock still semi-hard he pulled out of me the sensation of
that large head sliding out of my ass sending one more shudder of
pleasure up my body to escape from my lips in a strangled whisper
of joy.

     Laying beside me on the bed he said, "You better go back to
Ed's bed. In about 20 minutes his alarm is going to go off to wake
him up for church.  We'll do this again sometime soon."

     Reluctantly and only after a couple of passionate kisses, I
found the robe I had discarded and quickly returned to Ed's room. 
He was under the sheet on his own side of the bed and so I crawled
in beside him being very careful not to touch him.

     When the alarm went off, he rolled over and shook me.  "Doug,"
he asked, "You want to go to church."  

     "Sure.  Why not."

     After church we went out to dinner with Ed's mother and father
and then took Shirley and Sylvia to a movie.  After the movie we
had to start back for TI.

     As we were driving back to Frisco, Ed asked me, "Did you like
Sylvia -- cause if you didn't I could fix up someone else.  The
next time we go home."

     I decided that if Ed was going to be my friend and if Jim was
going to be an occasional lover I better level with him.  So I told
him about being homosexual.  We talked about it all the way back to
the base with him asking me several questions, but he never let me
know how he felt.

     Then after he parked his car and we were walking back to catch
the train to TI he said, "Doug, I really don't understand, but then
I don't understand Jim either.  So I guess the best thing I can say
is you are one hell of a good friend, a fine man in my estimation
and I really don't care who you fuck as long as it isn't me."

     "You have my promise Ed, I will never fuck you in anyway."

     Ed and I have been friends for many years.  He is one of the
few who know that I am gay.  I have always wished he would let me
love him physically as I love him in every other way, but it has
not happened and at this point I can safely say never will happen.