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Personal Story Part 3 (Real, Mast, Oral, Cum)

This is the third part to my life story…..if sexual subjects are offensive 
to you or you are under the age of 21 I suggest you close this page. 
Otherwise I hope you enjoy what you are about to read. As I have said in the 
previous parts to this ……This is an honest recollection of events when I was 
in Military School as a boy. VFMA is the Academy….those that attended there 
will recognize the abbreviation. If you did attend around the years of 
1962-1965 please contact me and let me know what your experiences were. 
(rls766@hotmail.com) You can remain anonymous so don't hesitate. I really 
want to make contact and also hear from others about how these stories 
affect you.

This part starts where I left off in Part two. It is about the second year I 
attended VFMA. Joe is my roommate again and I am no longer a virgin as far 
as masturbation is concerned.

When I went home for my summer vacation I was pretty much fanatical about 
jerking off. It was a new experience for me every time I did it.  I had a 
reasonable sized cut cock of about 6.5 Inches and was pretty proud of how it 
looked.  My cock is very perfect as far as shape is concerned. It is 
slightly curved upwards when erect and has a nice head …not too big ….not 
too small, with a pronounced ridge and a neat slit. I found I produce a lot 
of precum when I am aroused and I have very strong ejaculations. Quantity of 
cum is large at first and diminishes as I repeat the act through the day.  I 
found I could not go for many hours without getting that tingle down there 
that caused an erection and my need to find a place to jack off without 
being discovered.

My first summer home was pretty uneventful, Most of the friends I had were 
no longer interested in me since I had been sent away to "Bad Boys" School. 
Most of their parents wouldn't allow them to associate with me anymore, so I 
was pretty much alone that summer. I was torn when it was time to go back 
for my sophomore year. I hated the school with a passion and have realized 
that the fact I was sent away has clouded the feelings I have for my parents 
all my life from that point on. Because of this I was also anxious to get 
away from home again and especially back to Joe, my old roommate.

When I arrived back that year things were different for me in that I was no 
longer a Plebe, so much of the chicken shit hazing had stopped and I was now 
what they referred to as an "Old Man". Meaning I was an upperclassman. That 
gave me privileges that first year Plebes only dreamed about. Privacy was 
one thing that improved immensely. When you were a Plebe ….upperclassmen 
would never leave you alone for long….they always wanted to fuck around with 
you and make your life miserable. Now I was in that position as a "Third 
Classman". When I first saw Joe walk into the room I immediately felt a 
subtle swelling of my cock. It was unexpected. I didn't realize how much I 
had remembered of our relationship, but do admit to fantasizing about it 
occasionally during masturbation.

Joe seemed to be glad to see me too, so we shook hands and started to tell 
each other about our summers. Joe was sorta cool concerning anything sexual 
for the first several days back. I didn't understand why but didn't want to 
be too aggressive and seem like a fag to Joe so I held back any advances 
that may have entered my mind in those early days. After about two weeks 
back, I noticed at night the familial movement of the bed. Joe was stroking 
his cock for the first time since we had returned as far as I knew. I didn't 
say anything, nor did I let him know that I had noticed anything.  This 
started to be a nightly thing so it wasn't long until I was caught peeking 
down as Joe beat off.

Joe said, "Don't be shy ya little faggot. I know you have been peeking at me 
just like ya did last year. I don't care if ya do. You've seen it before. I 
just can't stop beating off so you'll have to put up with it. Shit we were 
pretty cozy about it last year so what's changed."

I was pretty relieved and also very ready to jerk off without having to try 
hiding the fact. I was really pretty happy Joe was being his old self 
again…….finally! I leaned over the edge and laughed. I said, "Shit, Joe I 
know nothings changed…we are both hand job junkies so why be sneaky about 
it, right?"  Joe giggled and said, "Well, to be truthful I liked playin' 
around with you last year so if you don't care…….wanna play again….pecker 
breathe?"  His invitation affected me pretty quickly. I felt my cock almost 
jump to attention and hurriedly jumped down out of my cot, to sit along side 
of Joe. Before I could even say a word, Joe reached for my cock and started 
to stroke me. I was so horny and hot that within 15 or 20 seconds I shot my 
wad all over my pajamas. I couldn't help it….his touch just automatically 
made me cum. Joe snorted and wiped his hand on my pajamas and said, 'Fuck! 
What the hell was that? I barely touched you……were you already jerking off? 
Come on it's my turn shithead….remember this?" With that comment Joe pulled 
his blanket down and allowed his cock to spring up through his pajama 
bottoms. He arched his hips to make it really stand up. I laughed and 
reached for his cock. It was a magical moment for me. I felt the smooth soft 
skin around his hard shaft. His helmet was half exposed through his foreskin 
and I could see he was already wet and glistening with precum. I loved the 
feeling of his cock as I gently squeezed it and rubbed the tip with my 
thumb. His precum made it slippery and caused the foreskin to make a 
squishing sound as I pumped slowly…….watching as more precum would ooze out. 
I was mesmerized and really getting into it. I jumped up and went to my 
locker and quickly retrieved some hand lotion from my toilet shelf. I 
squeezed a good amount into my left hand and sat back down. I reached over 
and held Joe's cock by the root with my right hand and then massaged the 
lotion onto his shaft with my left. I had pulled back his foreskin to make 
his cock almost look cut. Joe sorta moaned and said, "Holy Shit that's good 
don't stop……God I can't stop it , I gonna cum ……go faster  man 
….faster…mmmmmmmmm." With a final hip thrust Joe spewed out his cum in long 
drupelets onto his belly and chest. I smelled the strong Clorox odor and 
felt his cock pulse over and over until his cum just oozed from the tip. Joe 
laughed and said, "Welcome back my friend….this should be a good year, huh? 
Fuck that was hot! I haven't cum that good since last year!!"  "Ya, me too" 
I said, "we're gonna have to be careful though, they catch us we're fucked!" 
Joe agreed and nodded.  I got up with my cock starting to harden again and 
retrieved a towel to clean up the mess all over my hand and Joe's front. Joe 
giggled and said, "You must be queer, your cocks getting' hard again." I 
said, "Ya but I'm hittin' it….go to sleep tomorrows another day."
I slept better that night than I had since the year started. I went to sleep 
thinking about Joe's cock and wondering where this was all gonna go.

As the days went by Joe and I started to get into a pattern of giving each 
other a hand job in just about every bathroom on the post and every night we 
would jerk off together sometimes silently with few words…..we would shower 
and automatically start jerking off as soon as we got in bed.

We loved "doing" each other during study period and often repeated our fun 
after lights out as well. It wasn't until later in the year that things 
started to heat up. One night Joe had crawled up into my bunk and we were 
stroking each other at the same time when all of a sudden the lights went on 
in the hallway and several Cadet Officers started yelling "Fire Raid, Fire 
Raid" Joe and I were in trouble because we both had raging hardons and knew 
we couldn't hold back running out of the building along with 300 other guys. 
Timing was the key factor in these drills and so arguing about going out 
wasn't even an option. Joe and I pulled on our jockey shorts to be able to 
hold our cocks in the waist band to keep it from showing under loose top 
shirts. We all had to run out and form up on the front parade field to be 
counted for the fire drill. Even in the cold night I found my cock staying 
hard in anticipation of our return to our warm bunks and Joe's warm hand. 
After about 30 minutes of chicken shit drill talk w all were dismissed to 
return to our rooms. When we got back Joe was muttering to himself about 
something. "What's the matter with you?"  Joe looked at me and opened his 
shirt to reveal his front. He had a large wet spot with small areas of thick 
white cum all over his pant top. "I fucking shot my load while we were 
standing out there! I was thinking about you sucking my cock and just blew 
my wad. I was sure someone would smell the cum. Damn that could have been 
bad." I just looked at him and said, "In your dreams faggot. I ain't suckin' 
anything for you. You're lucky to get my hand." Joe sorta laughed and said, 
"I know I was just thinking about it…..don't you ever think what it would be 
like?" I said, "No, but if you want to suck a cock just let me know. I'll be 
the first in line…..man….what a faggot your getting' to be." Joe just sorta 
sheepishly laughed and said, "Fuck You."

When I got into bed I was pretty tired and as far as I can remember, didn't 
even finish jerking off. Little did I know how serious Joe was even if he 
didn't know it himself? Several weeks later a barrier was broken…….Joe 
conquered some of his fears.

One night Joe had crawled up into my cot and was sorta knelling on his legs 
at the end of my bed. I was lying down and Joe was slowly rubbing my cock. 
We were just small talking as this took place…..I was too far from Joe to be 
able to reciprocate at all so I was just laying there enjoying his 
manipulations. The conversation seemed to dwindle down to nothing as I 
watched Joe intently stroke my rigid cock. He was staring at it as he 
stroked sorta like he was hypnotized. I whispered, "Wanna taste it?"….."What 
did you say?" Joe sorta woke up with a start. I grinned and said, "Go ahead 
I think you wanna taste my cock , don't ya. You're staring at it like it was 
a Popsicle."  Joe laughed nervously and seemed to squeeze my cock a little 
harder. "Go ahead, you don't have the balls do ya?" Joe looked confused and 
just shook his head as he continued to stroke me and stare.  I arched my 
hips up and said, "Go ahead I won't tell anyone, you know that…..it won't be 
bad….try it….come on." Joe hesitated and sorta snorted and said, "Ah fuck 
you." With that he leaned over and momentarily put his mouth over my cock. 
His lips barely touched the sides as he immediately sat back up, sorta 
spitting. "Damn I wish I hadn't done that." Ahhh don't worry about it……it 
wasn't so bad was it?" Joe sort of giggled and said, "No…I just shouldn't 
have stepped over that line."  I knew better than to push it so I reached 
for Joes cock and started to stroke him firmly. Joe leaned back and let me 
massage his cock with no interference. In a few minutes I felt the warm cum 
shooting onto my hand and Joe quickly jumped down to clean up. He went to 
bed without a word……I knew he was upset about what had happened.

The subject of sucking didn't come up again for several weeks. Until out of 
the blue it happened again. This time I wasn't even expecting it. I was 
standing at my locker after a shower. I had been looking at some of those 
porn comics and was pretty horned up. My cock was sticking out of the towel 
wrapped around my waist and I was stroking it slowly as I looked for a set 
of underwear to put on. Joe had been at his desk watching me and I was just 
playing around sort of putting on a show for laughs. For some reason at one 
point I turned to Joe and thrust my hips and cock out at him as I stroked 
it. Joe was unconsciously rubbing his cock through his under pants. "Come on 
Cocksucker……look at this tube steak….wanna blow it?" I said all that in jest 
but to my surprise Joe got up and without knelling bent over and took my 
cock in his mouth. He stayed on it for maybe 10 seconds at the most.  It was 
electric to me. He didn't touch me with his tongue, just held my cock with 
his lips around the shaft just behind my cockhead.  He didn't move. I didn't 
move either…..just kept my cock in the same position as Joe's hot breath 
flowed over it. Joe pulled back and sat down and said, "Shit Rick, I've been 
thinkin' about that since I did it the last time. I don't know why, but it 
makes me hot as hell. Maybe I'm just a faggot and don't know it. What are 
you thinking of me now?" I knew this was a serious moment and didn't want to 
joke around. I said, "Fuck Joe, I don't think anything……..shit it feels 
great and to be truthful I sorta fantasize about it when I jerk off. What's 
it taste like?" Joe laughed and said, "Tube steak……what else??  It's really 
no big deal, I bet you wouldn't think it was so bad if ya tried it. ……….what 
do you think……..wanna suck me?"  I was really feeling trapped at this point. 
Of course I had thought about it…….who hasn't? I was quiet for several 
minutes and Joe didn't say a word. He was making me decide and I didn't want 
to sorta insult him and say anything bad about it, since he had already done 
it. Finally I said, "I tell ya what if you suck me for 2 minutes straight 
without stopping, I will put your cock in my mouth for a few seconds to see 
what it's like, but that's it!" Joe smiled and said, "Sure, I do that  
you'll cum and I'll kill ya and then you won't be able to honor the deal." I 
said, "I promise if I feel it starting I'll tell you in plenty of time……that 
won't happen really. That's the only way your getting your cock in my mouth 
though." Joe was suspicious and very hesitant to continue the conversation. 
He sat back at his desk and said, "I'll think about it you fuck face."

Study hall had started and Joe was very quiet. I was starting to regret the 
offer and was hoping Joe would back off. I had a raging boner but didn't 
jerk off because I didn't want the issue to come up again that night. I 
couldn't tell what Joe was really thinking but at one point noticed he had a 
hardon too. Study hall passed and we all went outside the barracks in a 
small area they allowed for smoking. We were all 10, 11, or 12th grade 
cadets and most of us had taken up the habit as a macho thing most guys did. 
I was one of the youngest smokers in the crowd. In retrospect it confirms 
the fact my parents really didn't care much what I did as long as it wasn't 
at home. They had given written permission so I could smoke at school after 
my very first request. Go figure…..  At about 10:30 PM we all were to be in 
our racks and quiet for Taps to be played over the loud speakers. It 
reminded me of that movie, Stalag 13, about the German POW camp. They played 
Reveille and Taps each day over these big loud speakers placed in the hall 
ways. They also made announcements and gave orders that way so we were 
pretty much under the gun there all the time. Believe me it was more of a 
prison than a school.

I can remember this event like it was yesterday. Joe and I returned and 
crawled in bed as the lights went out. Taps began to play. I heard Joe say 
something, but couldn't understand it over the loud Bugle playing. I waited 
till Taps finished and said, "Did you say something Joe? I couldn't hear ya 
with all the noise."

……….I am going to interject something at this point since its part of my 
feelings as I write this. Remembering these events makes it so I write this 
with my laptop on my lap with my cock sticking up at me. These memories 
cause me to be hard almost always as I write. One thing I like now-a-days is 
precum. Just like many of you I love the taste of my precum so a big big 
benefit to me as I write is I produce a lot of precum. I catch it on my 
finger and sip it as I write. Problem is….the keys are getting sorta 
messy…….just thought you might find that amusing……………..

Continuing……..

Joe sorta whispered something to me again and I still missed what he said. I 
leaned over the edge of my cot and said, "What the fuck are you saying, 
you're mumbling!" Joe looked up and said, "I said OK, I'll do it, but you 
better not cum……I mean that." Oh Shit!!!! I really thought I had gotten out 
of that offer. I knew it was hanging in the wind between us but I was sure 
the possibility of my cumming would nix the deal. Now I was trapped. My 
stomach turned over and I really wasn't sure if I could honor the deal. At 
the same time the thought of Joe holding my cock in his mouth for so long 
made me start getting an almost painfully hard boner! I said, "Fuck Joe, I 
didn't really think you'd do that. Ya don't have to ya know?" Joe said "If 
you promise to make this a super friend secret I'll do it. I really have 
been sorta wanting to for a long time but didn't want you to think I was a 
queer. Shit from some of the pictures I've seen it's done all the time just 
between friends…..you gonna be alright about it? I don't want to fuck up a 
friendship over something like this." I felt a sinking in my gut and my cock 
was like granite. I said, "Look, I know we both have thought about it and 
joked around but shit, I'll try anything once I guess." I was so nervous I 
was actually shaking. Joe got out of his rack and stood next to the bed. His 
head level was just at the same level as my upper cot so he said, "Lay on 
your side at the edge here, I'll do it this way OK?" I was still shaky and 
scooted up in my cot right to the edge and rolled toward Joe. My cock was 
sticking straight out at Joe right at the level he needed. Joe said, "Two 
minutes and that's it. Don't you dare cum. Joe held my cock with his left 
hand and produced his cum rag from out of no where. He wiped off my cock and 
leaned close and smelled it. He said, "God damn it there's precum!" He wiped 
it again and squeezed it. A clear drop of precum appeared at my piss slit. I 
was having a hard time keeping from cumming. Joe said' "I'm not eating your 
precum damn it!" I said, "Fuck Joe what the hell do you expect me to do 
about it, I can't control it, besides your fucking around is making me get 
awful close to shooting so are you doing it or not?" Joe said, "Let me jerk 
you off and then in a little while I will try it when I know you're not so 
fucking hot to shoot." I said, "OK but I can't do it for a half hour or so. 
We'll fucking be up all night." Joe said it's now or never Goddamn it!"

With that comment I rolled onto my back and Joe started to stroke me really 
hard and fast. I said, "Holy shit, what the fuck are you doing, 
ahhhhhhh………damn ……..mmmmmmmm…..ahhhhhhhh fuck!" I shot my load in the air 
and watched as it flew up and back down right across my face. I shot several 
streams all over my face , chest and belly. I had been so horny I had blown 
a really big load. Joe laughed like an asshole and said, "Fucking serves ya 
right, that would have ended up in my mouth ya fucking faggot!" Joe laughed 
for several minutes and said, "I'll see ya later shithead I've gotta piss." 
Joe left the room and I was left laying there with cum dripping down my 
sides. This is really how it happened…….word for word!

I jumped down and retrieved my towel and wiped up the mess. I was not mad 
but I was really drained and sorta embarrassed I shot all over my face. At 
this point in my life precum and cum was not an edible item as far as I was 
concerned, so you can see how I must have felt. My cock was 80% limp and I 
knew it would be a while till I wanted to start anything else, plus the 
thought of putting Joe's cock in my mouth really made me sorta gag. I had 
lost all desire to do that. I was afraid Joe would really be pissed off if I 
backed out but I knew there was no way I could do it at this moment.

Joe came back into the room and I was just finished cleaning up and was 
putting on a dry t-shirt. Joe sat on his bunk sporting a huge hardon. You 
ready to get it on cocksucker?" I was shaking again, but now for a different 
reason. I said, "Fuck Joe, give me some time will ya I'm fucking pooped 
out!" Joe laughed and said, "Any time cocksucker…..anytime." With that 
comment he lay back in his cot and slowly rubbed his cock up and down. I 
could see his cock was covered in glistening precum. He would pull his 
foreskin down all the way and a drop would appear at his piss slit and run 
down the side. He would pull his skin back over to fully cover his cockhead 
and the skin would form a point with a small pool of precum sort of filling 
the small indentation the foreskin formed. When he pulled the skin down 
again the precum would flow over his cockhead and run slowly down to his 
ridge. Joe was starting to really get into his stroking and I was mesmerized 
as I watched. Joe sorta groaned and said, "Fuck I can't stop, this feels 
great. Get my cum rag Rick, quick!" I sorta started awake and grabbed in his 
laundry bin for the feel of a stiff rag and quickly handed it to Joe. In 
only a few seconds Joe was shooting cum all over his belly onto the cum rag. 
"Goddamn it, I could resist cumming. Guess it doesn't matter anyway since 
you're out of commission. What do you say we wait till tomorrow, it's late 
and I'm beat?" I knew I had lucked out. Joe had lost the urge to do it after 
shooting his load. I felt like a cold wind blew over me I was so relieved. I 
said, "No problem I'm beat too, it's no big deal maybe sometime when we feel 
like it. I'm going to bed.

I crawled up into my cot and laid back and realized I had a raging hardon 
from watching Joe jerk off. I didn't want to start anything so I reached 
down and slowly twisted my shaft back and forth. I could do this without 
moving the bed. Problem was I didn't have my cum rag. I had gotten awfully 
horny watching Joe and knew I wouldn't be able to go to sleep so out of 
desperation I Pulled the covers over me and slowly massaged my cock with my 
t-shirt wrapped around it. In a minute or so I shot my load. Fortunately it 
wasn't as copious as the first so I allowed my t-shirt to soak it up and 
rolled over onto my stomach and went to sleep.

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