I caught up with my buddy Chet, to talk about his experiences of man-on-man encounters in the US military.
Chet has to remain anonymous for this interview due to the nature of his work.
The logistics of the US military means that large groups of men are brought together for extended periods of time — up to 25,000 guys the larger military bases, all living together. There must be a fair bit of sexual tension with that many guys all together in the one place?
Base populations vary. Living conditions vary. The majority of military men are between ages 20–39. It’s fair to say that there’s a good amount of testosterone.
Obviously, all guys need to jack-off on a fairly regular basis. Was that something that was discussed?
Guys jerked in their racks and the shower. I’d pretty quickly be pegged for gay, so I didn’t get involved in the bro-jobs or buddy-jerks that I’m sure went on with the straight guys. The men that I connected with weren’t that interested in a buddy-jerk given the opportunity to shoot into a willing mouth or hole.
Particularly in times when gay men weren’t accepted by the military, how did it work if you wanted to get off with another guy?
One option for me was bookstores or bars in remote towns, generally at least 25–50 miles away from the base. A second option for me was at ambiguous cruising spots.
A favourite meeting spot for me at one base was a nearby boat landing. On hot days I’d drive down there and I’d wax and detail my pick-up truck while shirtless. The truck was beautiful, and it was a great conversation starter. There’s nothing like getting fucked in the woods by redneck GIs while bent over the tailgate of your own pick-up.
Would straight guys look to get off with other guys?
Yes, I remember very early in my career hooking up with a married guy — he’d invite me over whenever his wife and kids went out of town. He was a shorter, muscular man who wanted to be fucked. Usually I’m a bottom, but I’m an ass man and this particular guy’s ass was so beautiful. He was seemingly straight and masculine in all ways except he needed a dick up his hole, and I was happy to oblige.
The best guys were straight men who I got to break in. I connected with a straight guy in his mid-40s. He’d never been with another man, and all he wanted was a blow-job. I sank to my knees, reassured him he could stop anytime he didn’t feel comfortable. I undid his belt and camo trousers, and gently pulled his semi-hard-on out of his briefs. He had a nice tool that I enjoyed servicing with my mouth. After a little while he laid down on the bed and I began exploring his nuts with my mouth. He really liked that. As my tongue explored further down, I pushed the limits and started going under his sack, finally reaching his hole. He was moaning like a cheap whore in about two seconds after I started tonguing his ass. I’m an ass man, so I let him jerk himself to completion while I ate that beautiful senior enlisted hole. We had a few more encounters after that.
Would the gay guys on base get a reputation as being willing to help a straight guy get off?
Before the Don’t Ask Don’t Tell policy was overturned, gay men could get that reputation. I’m sure there are many ways that happened, but every military town had — and still has — cruising spots or bookstores where men met. After establishing a connection there was generally interest in keeping that link if the other guy was interested. Sometimes they’d also recommend my services to one of their buddies.
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“Do you think tan-lines are sexy?”
It was a sunny, summer’s day in Newquay and Shane and Jason were sunbathing on the beach after spending the morning surfing. Shane and Jason had coordinated their shifts at the supermarket so that they could have the day off together. It was a Thursday, so they pretty much had the beach to themselves, and they’d found a secluded spot behind the sand dunes that was sheltered from the light breeze that was blowing.
“I wish we could do this every day…” sighed Shane.
“I know, right?” agreed Jason. “Surfing and sunbathing — why can’t someone pay us to do that?”
“Do you think tan lines are sexy?” asked Shane, lifting up the leg of his swim-briefs a little to check whether he had much of a tan.
“Definitely…” nodded Jason. “I love it when a guy is really tanned but then has a white ass with a really defined line where his swim-briefs have been.”
“Yeah… totally, that’s fucking hot…” agreed Shane. “But an all-over tan can be pretty sexy too — like Brazilian guys, they always seemed to be tanned head to toe.”
“How many Brazilian guys have you been with?” laughed Jason.
“None, actually…” smiled Shane. “But I’ve studied them closely online — they all seem to have all-over tans and huge cocks. So sexy.”
“Maybe we should work on our all-over tans?” suggested Jason.
“What — get naked here?” asked Shane.
“Why not?” grinned Jason. “There’s no one else around — let’s do it!”
Jason winked, undid the waist tie of his swim-briefs, hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pulled them down and off.
“Your turn!” declared Jason. Shane quickly followed suit and soon both boys were lying naked on their towels. “I like this…” giggled Jason. “Feels good to have sun on my ass. Makes me horny.”
“Everything makes you horny!” laughed Shane. “You’ve constantly got a hard-on!”
“Yup! nodded Jason. “Check it out!” Jason rolled over onto his back and proudly displayed his hard cock to Shane. Shane also rolled onto his back and grinned as his hard cock also sprang into view.
“So, are we going to just lie here with our hard cocks, or are we going to do something about it?” asked Shane. Jason rolled over on top of Shane and brought their mouths together in a deep passionate kiss, their bodies grinding together as their tongues wrestled.
“You boys want some company?” said a voice suddenly, coming from somewhere above them. Shane and Jason immediately broke off their kissing in surprise and looked up — there was a guy standing above them up on the sand dune. He looked to be in his early 40s, masculine and muscular, he was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. “Don’t mind me…” smiled the guy, realising that he’d startled the boys. “Looks like you’re having fun. How about we have some fun together?”
Shane looked quickly at Jason and could see that they were both thinking the same thing.
“Sure…” grinned Shane. The guy quickly walked down the sandbank to where they were and stripped off his clothes, revealing his hairy, powerful chest, and a long, fat, hard cock.
“I’m Frank…” said the guy. “This is my cock. How about you get acquainted?” Frank put his hands on the back of Shane and Jason’s necks and bent them over to bring both their mouths down to service his hard cock.
Shane and Jason eagerly went to work, licking and sucking, slurping up and down the shaft of the hard cock, enjoying the feeling of their lips mashing together and their tongues entwining as the hard cock pushed between their faces.
“That’s it, boys… fuck… you sluts sure now how to work a cock…” moaned Frank. “Who wants their ass fucked first?” Both Shane and Jason immediately put their hands up while continuing to suck Frank’s cock. “So you’re both little cunt-boys are you? Whores for cock?” The boys nodded happily, turned on by Frank’s domineering and aggressive attitude. “On your hands and knees — show me those fuck-holes.”
Shane and Jason quickly positioned themselves on their hands and knees on their towels on the sand. Frank used one hand on the ass of each boy, prodding and probing with his fingers.
“Fuck yeah… such sweet boy-cunts…” admired Frank. Shane and Jason kissed, thrilled at the way that their sunbathing had turned out, loving the way that Frank was toying with their asses. After lubricating and loosening the boy’s asses with his spit and his fingers, Frank arranged them so that Shane was on his hands and knees and Jason was lying on top of him — their exposed asses lined up one on top of the other. Frank lined his cock up first against Shane’s spit-slick fuck-hole pushing it forward powerfully, pushing it in all the way.
“Ungh!” grunted Shane, feeling himself filled with Frank’s cock. After a few quick, hard thrusts Frank pulled his cock out of Shane and lined himself against Jason’s ass.
“Oh fuck!” moaned Jason, as Frank slammed his cock into him.
Frank began alternating his attentions — a few thrusts into Jason and then slamming his cock into Shane, ramming his cock in and out of Shane’s boy-hole before switching back to Jason and repeating it.
“So fucking hot…” growled Frank. “Two fucking boy-cunts… sluts… whores for cock… fucking taking my cock… going to get my load… oh fuck… fuck… here it comes…”
Frank could feel the cum boiling up inside him, he was so turned on by his encounter with Shane and Jason that he knew that he wouldn’t be able to last much longer.
“Oh fuck yeah… get ready boys… Ungh! Fuck! Fuck!” Frank pulled his cock out of Shane’s stretched fuck-hole and sprayed a huge load of cum over both of their asses, ropes of sticky white cum coating both of their fuck-holes. “Fuck yeah…” growled Frank as he fucked his cock back into Shane, and then back into Jason, using the head of his cock to swab up the cum so that he could push it deep inside the puffy boy-holes that he’d just fucked.
Eventually, Shane and Jason disentangled themselves and collapsed down onto their towels while Frank wiped himself up, got dressed and headed off down the beach.
“That was fucking hot!” laughed Shane, wrapping his arms around Jason and pulling him close for a tender kiss.
“Totally” nodded Jason happily. “We should definitely work on our all-over tans more often!”
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