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ARMY

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 
gray 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 Jeff's' 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 ecstasy.  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 tomorrow....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 every time I 
take a shower....


 I returned to the States a  year 
later.   Life  without Jeff now is not the same,  but .........

