Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2003 16:38:05 -0400
From: John Smith <madeithome@hotmail.com>
Subject: Military Encounters #6; Encounter in Alaska

     This is the 6th in a series of unrelated stories, set in various
locations I was actually stationed at during my military career. The story
itself is pure fiction. Unless otherwise specified, the events never
happened. With a few exceptions, the characters do not exist. I have used
the names of some people I actually knew (and MAY have even fantasized
about). However, I have absolutely no reason to suspect that they are now,
or ever were, gay, bi, or ever even thought about sex with another guy.
     In some cases, the sex really happened, but not at the time period of
the story, or necessarily with the character used. I have used a combination
of fact and fiction to try and present a story that is realistic and
entertaining.
     This story contains detailed descriptions of sex between guys of
varying ages. If you are offended by this type story, please do not read it.
Otherwise, hope you enjoy it.

Military Encounters #6; Encounter in Alaska Part One

     The year was 1970. My name is Terry Norton. I was a 31 year old Air
Force Captain assigned to the 71st Aerospace Rescue and Recovery Squadron.
We flew the C130E four engine turboprop out of Elmendorf AFB in Anchorage
Alaska. I stood about 6' 1" and weighed a solid 190 lbs, had short dark
brown hair and blue eyes.

     I had spent an earlier tour of duty in South East Asia, flying HH3
"Jolly Green" helicopters. This was my first assignment after completing
cross-training into the larger fixed-wing rescue aircraft. The assignment to
Alaska was my own choice.

     I was raised a warm-weather country boy from West Texas. I felt it was
time to experience something entirely different than ever before. I had
talked to guys who had been to Alaska and had NEVER heard anything but
glowing praise for one of the few remaining unspoiled wildernesses.

     I had been at Elmendorf just about a year. I had arrived the past July
and it had taken quite a while to get accustomed to the 23+ hours of
daylight that time of year. The longest day of the year is about the first
week in July. After that, you lose about 5 or 6 minutes a day until, come
November, the sun doesn't come up until almost noon and sets by 2 o'clock.

     Alaska is a very unforgiving country. The weather can change in
minutes. Roads are scarce, so many people own an airplane rather than a car.
Cessna's and Piper aircraft are everywhere and their owners are just like
drivers in many parts of the "Lower 48"(as the United States-Hawaii
excluded-are called), Many of them have NO business in an airplane.

     As a result, we stayed pretty buisy. We were often called out to search
for lost pilots who got themselves into situations they were unable to
handle. Medical evacuations were also a big part of our job. We made a lot
of "baby runs" into remote villages.

     Still, Alaska was everything I had been led to believe...Breathtaking!
I loved seeing this beautiful land of snow covered mountains, crystal clear
lakes, swift running streams that teamed with fish, and lush forests teaming
with wild game.

     I had developed a taste for backpacking. I would often take a three day
leave and drive my four-wheeler into the wilderness, then walk an hour or
two following a stream deep into the backcountry until I could find total
peace and solitude. I loved to set up my small pup tent and fish for salmon,
trout, and a native fish called grayling.

     It was on one of these outings that I had my first M2M encounter since
arriving in Alaska.

     I was near Talkeetna, a little north of Anchorage, on the Sustina
River. I had set up camp and had caught a couple of good sized salmon. I had
cut several filets and rolled them in cornmeal. They were frying in the
skillett while I sat and enjoyed a cup of strong black coffee.

     My solitude was interrupted by a voice calling out "Hello the
camp...Mind if I come in?" Looking back at the river, I saw a figure in a
kayak floating in the current.

     "Sure...Be my guest" I shouted back and walked to the shore to steady
the pointed bow as he guided his small canoe-like boat into the shore. As he
got out of the little boat, I could see he was soaking wet, and shivering
badly.

     "What happened?" I asked as we pulled the kayak out of the river.

     "Got turned sideways in the rapids about a mile upstream and
overturned" he said thru chattering teeth. "Lost my pack with all my
equipment, including some dry clothes!"

     Even though the temperature in early June was in the 50's during the
day(very comfortable in the extremely dry humidity), the water temperature
was ice-cold. A person could suffer hypothermia quickly in these conditions.

     "Let's get you into camp and out of those wet things" I said "I've got
hot coffee and dinner's almost ready."

     "Th..Th..Thanks. I couldn't have gone much further. My hands are so
numb I almost couldn't hold the paddle. I smelled the smoke from your fire
and decided to see if I could stop and get warm."

     "We'll do better than that" I assured him. "I have some dry clothes.
They'll probably be a little large for you, but at least they're dry."

     I got him back to my tent. Since it was small enough to be carried in
my backpack, he had to undress by the fire. I got an extra blanket from my
pack and turned to see him just stepping out of the last of his wet clothes.

     He was young...maybe as young as 18 or 19. He stood about 5' 9" and
looked to weigh about 160 lbs. His body was toned...obviously from a lot of
exercise. He looked very athletic. He had dirty blonde hair which hung in
wet ringlets over his ears and neck.

     As I quickly wrapped the blanket around him I noticed his cock was
circumcised, but in the cold, was shrunk up to about 2 inches. He did have a
nice set of almost hairless balls.

     "God...Thanks" he said, still shivering "Sorry to be such a pain in the
ass."

     "Forget it! Here...Drink this." I put a cup of hot coffee in his hands.
While he sipped at the strong brew, I tried to dry his body as much as I
could with a towell, reaching under the blanket. His skin felt very cold to
the touch and I could feel his muscles flex under my hands as they roamed
over his shoulders and down over his tight abs. I felt a shiver of my own as
I ran my hands over his ass and down his legs. I was feeling very
uncomfortable at the intimate contact.

     "Ahhhhh...Coffee's good. I'm starting to feel a little better." He
didn't seem to mind me taking a lot of liberties under the guise of
towelling him off.

     "Err...Why don't you slip into these dry clothes" I suggested. "You can
use the tent if you'd like some privacy."

     "It's a little late to be shy" he laughed. He dropped the blanket and
slipped into my extra shirt. As he stood there rolling the sleeves up, his
dick had lengthened a little and hung about 4 inches now. It was shaped
nicely with a beautiful head that tapered into a smooth shaft. I wondered
what it would look like hard. "Stop It!" I thought to myself. "There's no
reason to think he might be interested in other guys."

     After buttoning the shirt, he slipped on the jeans. The legs also
needed to be rolled up. I handed him the blanket and he wrapped it around
his shoulders and sat down near the fire to sip his coffee. "Mmmmmm...That
feels much better...I owe you one!" He smiled.

     I hung his wet clothes on sticks near the fire to dry as I added the
finishing touches to the fish in the skillet. There was fresh bread and some
beans to complete the meager meal, but it's amazing how good even the
simplest food tastes cooked outdoors.

     "By the way" My young friend spoke up "My name's Charles Murphy, but I
go by Chuck."

     "Terry Norton, Chuck...Nice to meet you" I said as I handed him a plate
of food.

     We ate liesurely, talking about ourselves. I told him I was a military
pilot. He said his dad was an Air Traffic Controller in the tower at
Anchorage International Airport. He was originally from Chicago and he and
his dad had been living in Alaska for the last four years.

     "Dad and I came here after Mom died in an automobile accident five
years ago. He wanted to get away from the city, so he got himself transfered
here."

     "How did you feel about leaving Chicago?" I asked.

     "I missed the hustle and bustle for a while, and hated leaving my
friends. After being here about a year though, I found I really enjoy the
outdoors. I've learned a lot about nature and stuff. Now...You couldn't pay
me to go back."

     When the meal was finished and the dishes cleaned, we finished off the
pot of coffee. His clothes were still damp, so I suggested that he stay the
night. "It'll be a little snug" I said, pointing to my little tent. "But
it'll be warm...and dry."

     "That would be great...If you're sure you don't mind" Chuck said.

     I assured him I didn't mind in the least. Actually, I was thinking how
nice it would be, crowded into a small space with this hottie.

     My sleeping bag was designed for very cold weather, so I spread it out
open over a bed of pine boughs I had cut, and used it as a mattress. The
blanket was enough cover.

     When we got ready to turn in, I remembered Chuck had no underwear
beneath his borrowed clothes. When I mentioned it he smiled and said "That's
OK, I usually sleep in the buff anyway. I'm sure, with the body heat from
the two of us, it'll be warm enough."

     Body heat indeed! If MY body heat was anything to judge by, it would
feel like a furnace in there.

     Since he would be naked, I decided to lie and tell him I also slept
naked. I was going to be ready for ANY chance to see how far he would go.

     Chuck crawled into the tent while I stoked the fire and added a couple
of good size logs to keep the fire going long enought to dry his clothes. I
stripped down to my briefs and headed for the tent.

     When I entered, he was already under the blanket. I saw the shirt and
jeans folded in a pile at the end of the tent, so I knew he was naked.

     He watched as I placed my clothes next to his and then slipped out of
my briefs. His gaze dropped to my dick as I turned to get under the covers.
I was also cut and my cock was about 6 to 6 1/2 inches when hard. I was
trying not to demonstrate that to him, but I felt it grow a little.

     "Nice" Chuck whispered. I wondered if he was refering to the semi I was
starting to show. "It's nice and comfortable in here" he added, as if he
knew what I was thinking.

     In the confines of the small tent, we were unable to prevent our bodies
from touching. His skin had finally warmed up and felt very sexy as our hips
and legs brushed together. I rolled over on my side, facing away from him.
Soon his breathing slowed and he slept.

     I fell asleep a few minutes later. Sometime in the night, I awoke and
reaized Chuck had moved up against my back. It wasn't that cold, and the
closeness of his body soon raised the temperature inside even more. It was
still not quite dark outside. I glanced at my watch...11:30!

     I tried to move apart, but there was no room. My movements caused him
to moan softly and he moved closer, putting an arm around my waist. His dick
was against the crack of my ass and I could feel it growing.

     "Mmmmmmm" he moaned again and his breathing indicated he was no longer
sleeping. He didn't move away however, and his hand moved onto my stomach.

     He realized I was awake and rolled over onto his back. "Sorry Terry" He
said "Didn't mean to crowd you. It just felt good to cuddle.

     "That's OK Chuck" I replied, my voice a little shaky. I also rolled
onto my back. I could see by the glow of the fire that the blanket was
tenting up conspicuously in the area of his hips. I figured he could
probably see the my side was in the same condition.

     "Terry...I...I'm really glad I ran into you...not just because I was in
trouble. I'm pretty much a loner and don't mix with people much."

     "I'm glad you ran into me too, kid. I'd like to get to know you better"
I said. "I hope this won't be the end of our relationship."

     "I hope it's the start of a close friendship" he said softly as his
hand brushed my leg.

     My cock jerked a couple of times as Chuck let his hand stay on top of
my leg, about halfway up my thigh.

     He must have been able to hear me suck in a deep breath. I could tell
his breathing rate had increased. In the silence of the Alaskan night every
little sound was amplified.

     The hand on my leg squeezed gently, then moved ever so slightly higher.
I moved my leg a little, pressing closer against his. He got the signal and
his hand stroked an ever increasing length from my knee to my thigh.

     "Terry...Can I...Touch you?" He whispered softly. "You feel good and
it's been so long since I've been with anyone."

     "Yes Chuck...I'd like that. I want to touch you too" I said.

     He rolled on his side, facing me. He switched hands to have better
access to my body. I closed my eyes and sighed as he reached the juncture of
my thighs. I shoved the blanket down to our feet, exposing my raging boner
to his eyes.

     "That's nice" He said. I hoped you might feel the same as me. His hand
closed over my ballsac and gently squeezed, causing my hips to involuntarily
thrust into the warm grip.

     "Ahhhhh...Yesss...That feels good" I groaned.

     Chuck raised up on an elbow and looked down at his hand massaging my
balls. I let myself surrender to his touch. He knew what he was doing and
what another guy liked.

     "Just out of curiousity Chuck...How old are you anyway?" I asked. I was
about to pass that point where nothing mattered.

     "I'll be eighteen in four months" He answered.

     Shit! He was young enough to be my son! I couldn't believe I was laying
there, being seduced by a kid almost half my age.

     "Oh My God" I groaned.

     "Don't worry" Chuck whispered "This isn't my first time. I know what
I'm doing. Please...let me make you feel good. It's the least I can do for
all your help."

     "Ohhhhhh...Damn...You certainly DO know what you're doing. I must be
crazy" I sighed, giving in to the intense pleasure.

     His hand circled the shaft of my rock hard dick and began to slowly
stroke it. When I turned my head to look at him, he leaned over and pressed
his lips against mine. They were so soft I couldn't believe it. I put my
hand behind his head and pulled him closer. He moved his free arm under my
neck and returned the embrace.

     I felt his lips part and his tongue trace the outline of my mouth. He
then forced it against my teeth,
begging to enter. I opened my mouth and sucked his tongue inside. Our mouths
moved against each other and our tongues danced, bringing muffled moans from
both of us.

     Chuck was jacking my dick with a steady rhythm and the friction was
warming me up rapidly. My hips had a will of their own and thrust into his
hand.

     I felt his rigid cock against my hip so I turned on my side facing him.
I moved my hand from behind his head and reached for his hardness. He
groaned loudly as my fingers found the pre cum leaking from his slit and
smeared it over the sensitive head.

     We stroked each other's dicks for several minutes, until I decided to
make the next move.

     I rolled him over onto his back and threw one leg over his thighs. We
still were jacking each other, but I moved my mouth away from his and traced
a wet path down his neck to his chest. I covered one of his nipples,
catching the hard nub gently between my teeth and licked the sensitive bud
until he gasped.

     "Oooooooooh...Terry...Don't stop...I love what you're doing." His hand
squeezed my throbbing cock.

     I switched to the other nipple and repeated the sweet torture. His body
was thrashing under me as he tried to pull my mouth closer.

     I was raised up on one elbow and I trailed my tongue down over his
tight abs, stopping to wiggle it in his naval. Now it was his hips jerking
uncontrollably.

     I moved further down and nuzzled his thick pubic bush with my nose. I
moved my hand from his dick down to fondle his ballsac while I took my first
close look at his full erect pole.

     Chuck's dick was beautiful...about 6 inches long, with a smooth
straight shaft, not real thick but just enough...exactly the kind I loved to
suck. It was throbbing and waiving around with his frantic gyrations. Pre
cum was still glistening in the light from the campfire. Outside, the
Alaskan sun had finally set.

     I quickly swirled my tongue over the head tasting his sweet offering.
His back arched up off the sleeping bag and he froze there as I sucked in
the head and a couple of inches.

     "Arrrrrgh...Oh God...Oh God...Oh...Oh...Oh Yes Terry...That...That
feels soooooo gooooood!" He gasped. "Oh man...Suck me...Oh Suck Me
Terry...Like That...Just like that!"

     I knew he wouldn't last long, so I reached into my kit next to the
sleeping bag and pulled out a condom. I always have a good supply with me
wherever I go. I hate the taste of latex, but these were  dangerous times.

     As soon as his dick was sheathed, I took the stiff shaft down my throat
until my nose was again buried in his pubic hair. I licked the underside of
his cock with my tongue, sending him to even greater heights.

     "Terry...Oh Terry...I'm gonna cum...Oh, it's been so long...I can't
help it...You're making me cum!"

     I felt his dick jerk a couple of times, then it swelled up and he
poured out his sweet honey in powerful spurts flooding the condom my mouth.

     "Ohhhhh...Ohhhhh...I'm cumming...I'm cumming...Oh God Yessss!" He
screamed.

     I could feel the rubber expand with the force of his climax as his
ejaculation seemed to last forever.

     I kept my lips closed tightly over his dick, even after he finally
emptied his balls. I still had a firm grip on the ballsac which was pulled
up against the base of his shaft. His hips were still twitching as erotic
shocks shot thru his softening cock.

     When he had no more to give, I carefully removed the bulging latex
container and tied the top off.

     Chuck was gasping for breath. When I figured he had recovered
sufficiently, I leaned over and kissed him deeply. Breaking the kiss I
smiled at the dreamy look on his face and kissed his closed eyes.

     I lay back beside him to regain my own breath. We lay there for a
while, until he raised up and put his head on my chest.

     "Oh man Terry...That was so Awesome! I thought the top of my head was
going to blow off!"

     I laughed and told him he almost blew off the back of MY head with his
climax.

     "Terry...Do you have another condom?" He asked.

     "Yeah...In my kit there."

     "Get one out!"

     While I reached for the small bag, Chuck moved to take my dick all the
way down his throat.

     "Ahhhhhhh...That's good...Mmmmmmm...Yesss...I love that...You're a
great cocksucker Chuck!" I groaned.

     He worked me over good. I was so hot from sucking him that I felt my
climax coming.

     "Better put this on me" I said. "I'm gettin' close already. It won't
take much more."

     Chuck ripped open the foil packet and placed the circle of latex over
the tip of my dick. He then rolled it down my throbbung shaft using his
mouth. I almost lost it before his nose bumped my pubic bush. He squeezed my
balls with his hand and rolled them around. His mouth bobbed up and down
furiously and I knew I was a goner.

     "Oooooooh...That's gonna do it Chuck...Just a litle more...Ahhh
Yess...Like that!"

     My hips gyrated wildly as he sucked my cock faster. I felt his lips
close tightly around the base and he applied suction with a pulsating rhythm
and I gave it up.

    "I'm cumming...I'm cumming...Here it comes...Unnngh...Unnngh...Unnngh!"

     I almost blacked out from the intensity of my ejaculation. My cum
blasted out into the latex sheath. Chuck kept up the pulsating rhythm with
his mouth as I groaned loudly into the Alaskan night.

     When I had finished, Chuck removed the condom, tied it off and tossed
it beside the one containing his cum.

     We fell asleep shortly, tired but very contented.

     The next morning, we got up and relieved our bladders. In daylight,
Chuck looked even sexier. His hair, now dry, fell in thick waves covering
his ears and ended at the bottom of his neck. His toned body was almost
hairless except for his underarms and that tasty cock.

     He saw me admiring his body and smiled. "Last night was great Terry. It
had been a long time since I was last with anyone."

     "It was great for me too" I said. Noticing he was staring at my cock
which was hard I motioned toward the tent. "Encore?" I said.

     "Oh yeah...I was hoping you would ask" He said as he quickly reentered
the tent.

     This time we got in the classic 69 position and sucked each other until
we were about to cum. We slipped a condom on and soon brought each other to
a shattering climax.

     "Now THAT'S the way to start out the day with a smile" Chuck laughed.

     "You can start MY day like that anytime" I answered.

     Chuck changed into his own clothes which were finally dry. I invited
him to stay another night, which he accepted. I was already looking forward
to another romp in the sack with this teenager.

     We spent the day fishing and then explored a little. Two brown bears
were doing their own fishing a few miles downstream. Chuck and I sat on the
opposite bank and watched them catch salmon as they jumped over small rapids
trying to get back to where they were spawned.

     It seemed tragic that salmon were hatched in fresh water, then after a
while swam downstream to the salt water of the ocean. They would remain
there for about three years then make the unbelievably difficult journey
back to fresh water. They swam upstream, fighting the swift currents, rapids
and even small waterfalls, not to mention the various two and four legged
predators. After all this, those who made it back, laid their eggs in the
same location they had hatched...only then to die!

     When we arrived back at camp, it was getting late, although the sun was
still out. Only by looking at our watches were we aware it was after 7
o'clock.  We prepared a quick meal and lingered around the fire drinking our
coffee.

     After cleaning up the camp and making sure there were no scraps of food
left around to draw animals, we undressed and decided to wash off the days
grime. Now this was an adventure in itself! Standing naked in knee deep
water which was like ice took some intestinal fortitude. We splashed each
other, gasping as our breath was takenaway, until we were reasonably clean
and then ran for the towells. Drying off quickly we hurried into the tent.

     We were both still shivering so Chuck snuggled his back into my chest
and we shared our body warmth. I rubbed my hands over his chest, tweaking
his nipples, then roamed down over his six pack abs. Finally I closed my
fingers around his hard cock and stroked him.

     "Musn't forget the most important part" I whispered in his ear, my hard
cock poking his ass. Hhe opened his legs and reached between them to grasp
my dick. When he closed his legs I humped against him sliding my stiff prick
back and forth, still stroking his shaft.

     "Mmmmmmm...That's nice" He whispered. "Keep doing that!"

     We dry fucked for about fifteen minutes. I would feel his cock jerk and
would stop before making him cum. He was groaning and thrusting his ass back
against my hips. It was definitely warming up rapidly!

     Finally, I pulled my hips back, letting my dick bounce up against my
stomach. I ran my hand over the smooth surface of his taunt globes,
squeezing them and feeling the muscles clench.

     When I moved a finger into his crack, he let out a loud gasp.
"Ohhh...That's wild...Mmmmm."

     He raised one leg, allowing me to run my finger up and down the crack
which was wet from my pre cum. Every time I brushed over his pucker, his
body would jerk and he would suck in his breath. He had a very sensitive ass
and I teased him a little.

     When my finger stopped and circled the tiny entrance, his hips bucked
wildly.

     "Ohhh...Ohhh.Oh God! Please Terry...Go slow...This is my first time for
this" Chuck gasped.

     A virgin? Wow! I kissed the back of his neck and whispered in his ear
"We don't have to do this if you don't want to, baby."

     "No...I think I'd like to try it...with you" He moaned. "I want to feel
you in me."

     I stopped long enough to retrieve a couple of rubbers and the tube of
KY.

     Chuck was still laying on his side facing away from me. I pulled his
leg back until it was resting on top of my legs. This opened his ass to my
hands.

     I put some KY on my finger and returned it to his hole. Rubbing around
the rim I tried to relax him as much as possible. He turned his boyish face
up and we kissed deeply. As our tongues twirled together, I slipped the
finger in to the first knuckle.

     "Mmmmmppphhh" He moaned into my open mouth. His ass clenched against
the strange intrusion, but finally relaxed and let it in. I moved it around
a little, then pushed a little more into the warm tight tunnel.

     Chuck was pushing back against my hand now and broke our kiss to look
at me saying "That's better now. It felt strange at first, but now It's
gettin' good!"

     "Just try to stay relaxed" I cautioned. "I'm going to add a second
finger. It was an incredably tight fit, but Chuck was determined to take
them. He pushed back harder until both fingers were in all the way.

     I raised his leg higher and slipped under it. I was now between his
legs sitting back on my heels, his hips resting on my spread thighs. My
fingers were sliding in and out of his loosening hole with ease. I stroked
his dick with my free hand.

     When I figured he was as ready as he ever would be, I quickly tore open
the condom wrapper and sheathed my throbbing cock. I put a huge amount of KY
on the entire length and spread it over the shaft.

     "On man! I like to hear the sound your fist makes pumping your cock!"
Chuck groaned.

     "Just wait" I said. "It'll sound even better sliding in and out of your
tight ass!"

     "Ooooooooh...I can't wait! Do It Terry...Fuck me now!"

     I put the head of my dick against his hole and leaned over to kiss him
quickly. "Relax your ass as much as you can. It will be a little rough until
the head gets past your sphincter, then it'll be easier."

     I took his cock in my hand again and pumped it slowly as I pushed
against his rosebud. There was some resistance, but my KY-covered hand
pumping his dick diverted his attention away from his ass.

     With a "Pop" My dick slipped thru his tight ring into his warm and
incredably tight tunnel. He gave out a sharp "Ow!" I stopped with about half
my dick buried in his ass to let him get used to this new feeling.

     "Are you OK Chuck?" I asked. You tell me if it hurts too bad and I'll
pull out."

     "No No...Don't pull out...It's OK now. It just hurt when you first
pushed in. The pain's almost gone."

      He began to move his hips a little and I pulled back slightly, then
pushed back in. He was getting fucked with just a few inches of dick, but it
was getting him hotter...and his ass was loosening up.

     When I gave him a few more inches, his breath sucked in, but not in
pain this time. When I withdrew almost all the way, I thrust back in and my
cock sank in all the way. His balls were laying against my pubic bush.

     "Oh Yeah Chuck...You got it all...Your ass is so tight I almost blew my
load. How does it feel?"

     "I love it...I love it" He said hoarsely. "I've never felt so
stuffed...Your dick feels HUGE...I want you to fuck me...You've busted my
cherry...Now fuck me good!"

     I gave him some short hard strokes, rotating my hips to make my cock
rub the inside of his tunnel from all angles. He groaned loudly and his
hands were clenched into fists at his side.

     I then started a slooooow withdrawal, feeling the walls of his ass suck
my dick. When just the head was still inside his ring, I slooooowly slid
back in until my pubes were against his ass. The sound of the slick condon
in his tight hole echoed loudly in the silence..."Sluurpp" as it
withdrew..."Squisshhh" as it sank in.

     I put a hand on each of his hips to help steady him as I picked up the
pace. His hands moved from his side to grasp my arms just above the elbow.
His legs were wrapped around my waist. I was still squatting on my heels and
knees, with his hips resting over my thighs. I raised my butt off my heels
to drive my dick deeper into his hungry ass.

     His cock was rock hard and throbbing in my hand as my hips slammed into
his ass again and again with increasing speed. He was looking me directly in
the eye and his mouth was open and slack. His facial expression was one of
unbelievable erotic pleasure.

     My hand was still pumping his dick in sync with my rapid thrusts. The
friction from his no-longer virgin ass was milking my dick like a warm
velvet glove. The walls of his tight tunnel pulsated, squeezing my shaft
like a thousand fingers. I couldn't last much longer.

     Chuck was gyrating his hips wildly and his lips drew back over clenched
teeth. "I'm gonna cum Terry...I'm gonna cum...Please...Cum with me...Do it!"

     I felt that familiar tingle start that said I was about to lose it.

     "Go ahead and cum baby...I'm almost there...C'mon...Do it...Cum for
me...Cum for me!" I cried out as my own climax started.

     Chuck's hips arched and his cock jerked, then spurted out ropes of
thick cum that landed on his chest and belly. His ejaculation made his ass
spasm which sent me tumbling over the edge.

     "Oh Yesss...Here I come...You got it...Arrrgh" I shouted as my load
spurted. "I'm cumming in your
ass...Cumming...Cumming...Unnngh...Unnngh...Unnngh!"

     Our bodies slammed together in a frenzy, trying to capture every last
drop. My hands were under Chuck's ass pulling him tighter against my cock.
His fingers dug into my arms.

     When our climaxes finally subsided, I leaned over and mashed my lips
aginst his sucking on his darting tongue. We broke the kiss as I sat back
down on my heels. Staring at this kid young enough to be my son, that I had
just fucked madly, I knew I wanted to see him again.

     We disengaged our slick bodies, slowly...reluctant to break the
connection. My latex-covered cock made a wet sound as it popped out. The
rubber was bulging with the load Chuck had gotten out of me.

     It soon joined the growing stack of the other reminders of our previous
rounds.

     The next morning Chuck helped me break camp. Normally he would park
upstream, float downstream in his kayak and beach it at the end of his
planned route. He would then hike back to his car, drive to where he left
the kayak and pick it up.

     Since he was ready to go back anyway, the two of us carried the kayak
back to my 4 wheeler and strapped it on the roof rack. I then drove him back
to his car and we transfered the boat to his vehicle.

     We had exchanged phone numbers and made plans to get together again
soon. This was going to be a lasting relationship.

     I leaned in thru the driver-side window for one last kiss. "I'm already
looking forward to our next time" I said. "I want to get you in a bed!"

     "That's something to look forward too" Chuck replied as his waived
goodbye.

     I drove back to the base with a very contented smile on my face. It had
been a most enjoyable weekend.

End Of Military Encounters #6; Encounter in Alaska Part One

     I hope you enjoyed this first part. Look for Part Two soon.