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Encounters in the Barracks
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True Story by: Henry Paul Jalbuena
CO-SYSOP, Sizzling Hot BBS
Philadelphia
(215) 462-0221 (300/1200/2400) N-8-1
Encounters in the Barracks with an Army Private
I had been in the Army for about 2 1/2 years, and had
entered as a PFC (private first class) as opposed to most who
start as PV1 or PV2 (buck privates). I was just conferred my
rank as corporal when the company was sent three new recruits.
We were stationed in Germany, about 3 miles from the Danish
border, and so Americans were few and far between. I found more
hot and horny German boys that American boys did little to
interest me.
There was one recruit just arrived out of Missile training
school, his name was Jeff. He was the cutest thing I had ever
seen in my days in the military. And I knew from the moment I
had met him that I wanted him. Little did I know, that he
wanted me too.
We were introduced, and I took a paternal instinctive stance
with Jeff, in that he was new, and needed to be protected from
the more seasoned soldiers. They were apt to be too hard on him,
due to lack of on the job experience. So, I tried to lighten the
atmosphere by asking Jeff if he liked Greek food, since there was
a greek restaurant nearby, where I liked to go once in a while.
He confided in me that he had never had Greek food, but
would like to try it, and so we went. We had an enjoyable meal,
and then talked a lot together during and afterwards. We found
out that we liked each other, and Jeff hinted that he liked me
quite a bit, and would like to get to know me more intimately.
I was intrigued, and told him to come to my quarters later
in the evening for a beer, or something. He accepted and said he
would be there.
I sat up and waited in a pair of tight running shorts,
reading a book. He knocked on my door, and I let him in.
Looking to see if no one noticed his coming to my room, I shut
the door, and clicked the lock. He smiled and sat on the bed.
"Nice room, you are lucky. I have three others in my room,"
he said. I sat next to him on the bedside, "We can talk here
without others hearing. Or would you rather not talk?" Putting
my hand gently on his lap. Massaging the rather large bulge that
was obviously growing with each minute.
Jeff reached over and took me in him arms and kissed me.
That was really unexpected! I shut the curtains tightly, and
told him to remain silent as I went over to the door and shut off
the light switch. "Try to be really quiet buddy, we wouldn't
want to get in trouble tonight..." I whispered in Jeff's ear,
then allowed my tongue to gently probe his smooth ear. He
squirmed and then wrapped his arms tightly around my body.
He was still in those damned camouflage pants and brown t-
shirt. I was so used to seeing those stupid uniforms all day
long, that I didn't want this hot stud to be in it while we were
together. "Jeff, why don't you get comfortable. We're all
alone. You can take that uniform off can't you?" He smiled and
then nodded. Taking his t-shirt off and exposing his smooth
chest and sensuously erotic brown nipples I was getting so hard
just looking at him. I motioned to him to step towards me, I
took him in my arms and let my tongue stray over his sexy nipples
flicking it over each one until they were both very hard. He was
breathing faster now, and his pants were tenting upwards. I
undid the five buttons down the front and slid his pants down.
He kicked off his now-unlaced boots, and was standing before me
only in his briefs and socks. I reached down and slid the socks
off of him, and then stood up next to him as we both pulled each
others' pants off.
Our now naked bodies were touching, and our cocks were so
damned hard I couldn't wait another second to have him. He was
very sensual, and took his time though. No quick fuck did he
want from me. His hands gently caressed the globes of my ass,
his fingers probed my ass-crack as I stared into his beautiful
grey eyes and I melted. Jeff was built like a runner, his body
was lithe, and his legs were strong and muscular. His chest was
smooth and well developed with strong biceps and triceps to
compliment his whole frame. He wasn't hung like a horse, but
wasn't small in any way. His cock was firm and about 6 or 7
inches long, and not really thick...a perfect mouthful though.
The entire area was surrounded with silky blond pubic hair
nesting his low slung balls which my fingers were now caressing.
My lips pressed against Jeffs' and our tongues entered each
others' mouths. They explored the inner areas of our mouths and
lapped gently over one another. My hand wrapped around his rock
hard cock and stroked gently. He moaned softly, (remembering
where we were), I began to slide down kissing his neck and
shoulders. Licking his beautiful nipples again, and running my
tongue down the crevice of his stomach to his navel, rimming the
cute button of his stomach and trailing even lower as my hands
massaged his legs and feet.
I aimed at my target, the beautiful object of my
desire...his meaty cock, standing at attention waiting for me to
take him into ecstacy. I wasn't going to hold back any more. So
I plunged onto that cock opening my mouth as wide as possible,
taking in as much as possible without gagging. I took the whole
thing into my mouth as my nose pressed into his blond pubic hair.
I could smell how clean he was, the smell of freshly washed hair
right under my nose... His cock tasted good too, also clean and
fresh--but distinctly like Jeff (not of soap).
Jeff's hips thrust upwards to meet the sucking action of my
mouth... I pressed his chest down to let him know that I could do
it without help... he relaxed and let me do the sucking. I let
my mouth glide over his cock gently making his body shake up and
down. He was enjoying my work, and wanted to reciprocate...he
slid me around and took my balls into his mouth, and lapped at
them making me tingle. Soon he took my cock deep into his mouth
and showed me that he could suck cock like a pro. I was feeling
so good that I didn't realize that he was getting close, when I
got a spurt of pre-cum on my tongue, and I savored the precious
liquid then swallowed it. I began to pay more attention to the
hot stud's cock I was sucking on, and awaited the hot payload I
was about to get.
Jeff was still running his fingers up and down my ass-crack
and finally began to probe my asshole. It felt real good, and so
I started to suck him a bit faster to signal that I was enjoying
it. He reached up and took the tube of K-Y that I had pulled out
of my desk drawer earlier, and greased his index finger with it
generously. My body pulsed in joy as his finger entered my
asshole! He knew right where my prostate was!!! He massaged it
and I sucked like there was no tommorrow....I moaned with his
cock deep in my throat as I shot what must have been a huge load
down his throat, which he swallowed quickly and licked up as I
felt his cock get stiffer and throb in my mouth. I prepared
myself for the hot blast of cum that was to fill my mouth twice.
I drank his cum deep into my throat and then we hugged each other
for hours and then fell asleep.
Luckily it was a weekend, or we would've had a lot of
trouble. Jeff woke up first, and was coming back into the room
from the shower (he was the cleanest guy I ever met), and then
climbed back in bed. In a matter of seconds we were on each
other again.
Our friendship lasted until I returned to the States a year
later. Life without Jeff now is not the same, but everytime I
take a shower....
I returned to the States a year later. Life without Jeff now is not
the same, but e
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