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Date: Sat, 28 Jan 2006 04:56:34 +0000
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MANEUVERS
Being a military nurse, and male made being stationed on a Marine Corps Base one
of life's great combinations. Being into cock and tight asses made it more like
a starving man at a banquet.
On Monday morning, I reported for duty to find that I had to return home and
pack a few things, seems that I was being assigned to a field unit for 8 days
and would be working with the Marines during one of their many training
exercises. I supposed that it could have been worse. However, the idea of being
bone tired for 8 consecutive days and not being able to shower did not bring my
spirits up too much.
All went well during the first day and I can honestly say that all I was looking
forward to was the opportunity to lay flat for 10 or 12 hours. Barring that, 4
would have helped greatly. It was at that point of my day that we found out that
we had one two-man tent left over and one officer and one enlisted man. Another
tent could be obtained, but not till the next day of the day after. The usual
assholes began squabbling about who was most junior and should have to sleep
with the poor Grunt. Big fuckin' deal, we all smelled pretty bad at that stage
of the game. To stop the jockeying, I volunteered to share the tent with the
enlisted man, if they would just let me sleep for a while. Surprising how fast
the argument ceased.
The Staff Sergeant said "I'll get Wilkins Sir and he can show you where you will
be bunking." Meaning that he would get him here fast before I changed my mind. I
jumped when I realized that someone was talking to me and I focused in on the
voice. It was housed in 6'2", 175 pounds of green eyes and black hair and a body
BUILT by God. Wilkins was one of the hottest looking guys I had seen in a long
time. He moved with an easy confidence, almost like a dancer, but with more
force in his stride. The accent in his voice had Texas written all over it.
Wilkins said "if you'll come with me Sir, I'll show you where the tent is." His
smile could have melted rocks. It did mine, for sure! His friendliness was
genuine and warm, but like that of a younger brother having to sleep with
someone older and not quite knowing how to act. I began unrolling the sleeping
bag that the Supply Sergeant had issued me with the assurance that "it's brand
new, never touched by another human body. Just bring it back as close to the
same condition as you can Sir." When I unrolled it, I found out that though the
outside was complete, the manufacturer had failed to line the inside and there
was nothing but loose insulation from half-way down to the feet. Wilkins assured
me that it wasn't really a problem, "we can zip the two bags together and then
line the bottom with a poncho Sir." I rapidly agreed and prepared for sleep.
Generally in the field, I don't wear undershorts (skivvies for those who
remember them), I find it a bit too warm. I was startled to see that as he
dropped his pants, neither did Wilkins. Why worry, this 24 year old guy had to
be straight as the proverbial arrow. We climbed into the combination bag and
made ourselves as comfortable as possible. The two rocks that insisted on boring
into my side went sailing away into the night, followed by curses as they
landed. Now, it was time for sleep.
I was drifting off when suddenly I found myself awake but not really knowing
why. Without moving, I realized that Wilkins was apparently asleep and having
adjusted his position, wound up with his hard, tight Marine ass wedged firmly in
my crotch. His body was in complete contact with mine from the feet up to his
ass. His chest curved away, but what did touch was enough to warm me up. What
the fuck, go to sleep and forget it.
Just as I began to doze off again, I came thoroughly awake. Wilkins had begun to
rhythmically flex his ass cheeks against my cock and it was quickly rising to
full attention. He apparently was very much awake, but thought I was sleeping
and had decided to take advantage ...
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