I have made some very important decisions in my life, but none as important as joining the Marines. Ever since I heard the slogan "Looking for a few good men" as a young lad, it was all I ever dreamt of. And while most of my friends thought I was crazy the day I signed up for Marine boot camp, I knew that I was somehow aligning my destiny by putting my signature to paper. Five days later, after much partying, saying good bye's and personal reflection, I was finally getting off the bus at Camp Pendleton in California to be transferred to the Marine Corp's recruitment depot at Parris Island in South Carolina. Once there, I was to undergo extensive physical and mental training that would hopefully guarantee me a place within the 1st marine division out of Horno.
This was my dream and I was going for it. But I also had another dream. One that I wasn't sure was possible where I was going, at least not for the next thirteen weeks. That dream was to engage in man-to-man sex. It's a dream that has been with me since the first time I saw my best friend naked after gym class in the seventh grade. Many hours have been spent since, masturbating about what it would be like to fondle, caress, and suck the hardness of a man's cock and as I get older the desire becomes more urgent. Unfortunately, I've never discussed this with anybody and, I figured, if there was any place that such desires needed to be guarded, it was here at Marine boot camp. Which is why I was a little surprised when a new recruit named Steve made a pass at me several days later.
It was right after all the new recruits had had their haircuts and been issued their new uniforms. I was beaming with pride as I held up my uniform against my body. Steve had walked up to me and had whispered, "I love a man in uniform, or better yet, out of uniform". This statement had caught me off guard and before I had a chance to reply, Steve had walked off and that was that. This comment left me feeling a bit confused. On the one hand I couldn't help but wonder if the comment was some kind of come on. But on the other hand I wasn't sure if maybe it was some kind of "test" to see how I would react. I had heard about so called initiation rites for new recruits and I wasn't going to walk into one of those headfirst. So I decided to play it safe by saying, and doing, nothing. Nonetheless, Steve's comment sent shivers up and down my spine. And that night I silently spilled my seed as thoughts of me and Steve engaging in some lust crazed sex filled my cock with blood and my body with a horniness I hadn't felt in a long time. Having spent himself, I drifted off into a sound and satisfying sleep.
The next morning at the crack of dawn, I was up and ready for the day. It was to be the last event before moving on to the next level of recruitment, and I wasn't looking forward to it at all. The Marine's Manual calls it the Initial Strength Test and believe me, it is the only thing that measure's you for what's to come. The test consists of a one and a half mile run, sit-ups and pull-ups and tests recruits to see if they're in shape to begin training. It may sound simple but it's a killer. As my drill officer put it, you either do it or you find yourself back on a bus for home. Well, to make a long story short, I ended up passing the test but it took a hell of a lot out of me and as I was resting the hour before bed, Steve approached my cot. I looked up at him as he stood in front of me. I saw that he was smirking somewhat and that he looked a little nervous.
"What's up?" I asked him non-chalantly.
"Not much" he seemed to squirm a bit, "I just wanted to congratulate you on passing the test and to also say that I thought you looked pretty hot today as you did your stuff on the field".
"Uh, thanks man. Congrats to you too. And yeah, I was pretty hot today. The temperature must have been at least in the nineties, if not more". Steve looked at me with a puzzled frown, said "yeah", then turned around quickly and went back to his cot. A few minutes later the lights went dark and as I lay on my cot, I couldn't help but feel a stirring deep within my groin. That was now two comments from Steve that made my dick throb, and I couldn't help but wonder what his game was. I really couldn't believe that he could be that open about his sexuality in a place like this. Even though I truly wanted to believe that he was making a pass at me. As I fell asleep that night I began to dream about the many tests I could put Steve's cock through.
The next few weeks were very grueling as I was slowly being shaped to fit the cloth of a U. S. Marine. There were many times when I almost gave up, but somehow I would find the strength needed to continue and I would do so. The funny thing is during this time, is that Steve had been a major factor in my determination to stick it out. We had become rather good friends in the weeks following his teasing comment about how "hot" I looked. To be honest, apart from the possibility of maybe something happening between Steve and myself, I was glad that he was there and my friend. He had a great way of looking at the world and he was always a bundle of laughs. The guys in our barrack nicknamed him the Comic and that's what he was. Kind of like a Jim Carrey combined with a Gomer Pyle. Whenever I felt down, lonely or homesick, Steve would find some way to cheer me up. We also had begun talking about our private lives and what we hoped would happen once Boot Camp was done.
It turned out that Steve wanted to become a defense lawyer for the Marine Corp and that his biggest idol was Tom Cruise's character in the movie "A Few Good Men". I had to laugh when he told me this but I soon found out that he was dead serious. It was then that I thought that for his age, nineteen, he was one of the most mature individuals I knew. And as it turns out, he became one of the sexiest individuals I knew, which much to my surprise and delight I discovered four weeks into our training.
On a grey and cloudy wet night, Steve and I, and others from our unit, were instructed to partake in night field operations. So at nine at night we set off for more training. At the designated bivouac area we set up our tents and equipment and began to buckle down to extend field operations into the next day. At about one in the morning, my duty was relieved and I desperately went to my tent for some much needed shut eye. As I got on my knees to enter the tent, I noticed there was another figure inside already. At first I couldn't make out who it was, but as my eyesight grew accustomed to the dark inside I saw that it was Steve, tucked snugly in his sleeping bag. My heart immediately skipped a beat as I made my way inside. I really wasn't expecting my tent mate to be Steve at all and a sudden warmth developed between my legs. Quickly though, I tossed such thoughts out of my mind. After all this was a training session and I was not going to blow it for myself, or my unit.
"Hey Jeremy, surprised to see me here?" Steve asked with a smirk forming across his face.
I decided to keep my cool. "Nah, not really. I figured they would have assigned me someone from our barracks."
"Yeah, I guess that would make sense" Steve replied back.
Then in a whispered tone I heard him say, "Actually, they assigned Darren but I asked him if he wouldn't mind switching with me".
My playing it cool dissolved immediately as my jaw dropped to the floor.
"Really!? Wow, I mean, cool, I mean...well...why?"
Steve looked away for a moment and I thought I could see him tremble a bit. Then he turned to me with an unwavering glare in his eyes, "Because I wanted to be with you tonight."
I was floored and speechless. I tried to move but my body felt like it was nailed to the floor. I couldn't believe my own ears and I think I gestured for Steve to repeat himself. He looked a little annoyed that I wasn't responding and muttered, "Ah, forget about it."
He then made a move to get up but I was able to stop him with the sound of my voice. "Don't go", I managed to say, my words barely audible. Steve smiled as he lay back down. Our eyes met and I could feel the goose bumps spread out across my entire body. Then with a smirk, Steve motioned me to lay beside him. I still wasn't sure if this was some prank set up by my Marine buddies but it was too late to question things now. And as I moved closer to Steve I had the sense that this was no prank. For one thing, I could tell that Steve was as nervous as I was. Plus, to my excitement and delight, there was a very clear tent of his own protruding from the sleeping bag in which he lay.
Steve caught my gaze as I checked out the extended area of his crotch. A giant grin formed instantly across his face and even though it was dark inside the tent I could swear I saw him blush.
"Sorry about that", Steve whispered, "I guess I'm feeling kind of horny. I haven't been able to jack off in almost two weeks."
"Tell me about it" I replied back. "It's been almost that long for me as well and it feels like I'm gonna burst." We both laughed at our mutual predicament for a moment and then the tent went silent as we lay side by side, each not knowing what to do or say to the other. Then Steve broke the silence by saying "I like you Jeremy. It feels very comfortable and natural lying beside you like this."
I turned to face him. "I like you too, Steve. A lot."
After a few seconds he faced me. I saw him swallow hard as he put his left hand on my right shoulder. I put my right hand on his left thigh. We stared at each other silently as I moved my hand up his thigh, very slowly. I was very near his crotch when he moved his hand to my chest. I was conscious about our surrounding area but the only thing I could hear was our breathing which was getting heavier. Then I backed off a bit. I pulled my hand away and Steve did the same.
Nervous anticipation was shooting through me as I thought about where this might lead. It was what I had always wanted and I found myself frightened of the prospect that my fantasies might turn into a reality. We just lay there quietly. I had to say or do something and fast before I chickened out. Without looking his way I asked him if he had ever done stuff like this before.
"Yes" Steve replied, "Does it make you uncomfortable?"
"No."
Again, we were silent as I mustered up the courage to continue. Then out of nowhere a calm enveloped my entire body and I knew what I needed to do. Quietly I spoke to Steve. "I'd like to touch you again if that's ok?" This time I swallowed.
"That would be awesome" was his only reply. But that was enough.
I turned to him and put my left hand on his chest. I could feel his heart pounding beneath his white undershirt. Then I put my right hand on his left shoulder and held him still as my left hand roamed around his chest. Steve let out a small moan.
"How does that feel?" I asked him, "Don't forget, I am new at this."
"It feels good, real good", he smiled back at me. I continued my explorations.
I slid my left hand down to his stomach, feeling the tight muscles there. He groaned louder and shifted around in his sleeping bag. At first, I touched him lightly then began to put more effort into it. My cock was rock hard and I was surprised that it wasn't busting through the fabric of my fatigues. After a minute or so Steve moved his hands to the bottom of his shirt and lifted it up. I moved my hand to his bare chest and touched his left nipple. His skin was like velvet and I couldn't help but notice that his nipples became harder almost immediately. He moaned again, moving his head slowly to the left and right. His eyes where closed as I ran my hand down to his navel playing with his happy trail. He tensed and I asked him what was wrong.
"Nothing, it just tickles that's all". I chuckled along with him but didn't stop.
I pushed my fingers against the waistband of his fatigues. As if with a mind of their own my fingers slipped inside them and I felt the waistband of his briefs. "Oh man", Steve moaned.
"Do you want me to stop?" I asked.
"God no. Please don't stop. Don't stop for anything".
Complying with his wishes I pushed my hand in further. Then I hit something hard and hot. My heart was racing as I wrapped my hand around the erect penis confined in his briefs. It was throbbing! "Oh shit!" he exclaimed.
"Does it want to come out and play?" I asked jokingly.
Steve lost it as he burst out laughing. I pulled my hand out as he propped himself up still chuckling. Soon the chuckling stopped and I grabbed his shirt. I pulled it up and he lifted his arms. It came off quickly and I tossed it aside. His bare torso was so inviting and smooth as I leaned over and put my lips between his pecs. I kissed him softly and warmly. Steve moaned again and started moving around in the sleeping bag. I kissed over to his left nipple and licked it sensuously pausing only to suck it from time to time causing Steve to moan quietly in my ear.
I tasted his salty sweat. It was delicious. I glanced down and saw his bulge just a few inches from my face. "My desire" I thought to myself. With a wanton lust I licked down to the navel as Steve put his hand on the back of my head. It felt good there, almost natural. I moved my left hand to his button and pulled. His fatigues sprang open. Right there, just two inches from my lips was his hard dick, clearly outlined in his briefs. I smelled his musky man scent and it drove me deeper into the lusty reaches of my imagination as it swept into my nose and smashed into my brain, overloading my senses.
Then in one quick motion I pulled his briefs down and there it was, Steve's hard cock in all its glory. The same dick I had seen soft in the shower was now fully erect and just inches from my face. His pubes were a tangle of dark hair surrounding the base. And there was a small pearl of precum poised at the tip. Again, my senses were overloaded as my tongue slowly licked the precum from the opening of Steve's dick head. The sweet salty taste was too delicious for words as the thought of his seed bursting into my mouth caused me to dribble some of my own precum inside my pants.
As I rubbed the outside of my crotch I felt Steve pushing on my head, urging me down on his cock. I gladly let him as my quivering lips touched his cock head. "Oh fuck" he moaned causing him to push my face deeper into his crotch. Eagerly I opened my mouth and let him slip inside me. Words cannot describe what I was feeling as Steve groaned loudly and pushed up his pelvis with his hips. His cock slid further into my mouth as I began to suck hungrily on his throbbing prick. I sucked and licked, building up a rhythm of suction and motion. I was kind of impressed with myself for a first time cocksucker. And I think Steve was too as he pushed my head deeper into his crotch, fucking my face with abandon.
"Oh fuck! Oh shit!" Steve cried out. "I'm going to cum! Oh God, I'm going to cum! Stop...mmmmm."
But I didn't stop. There was no way I was going to stop now. I had to have his cum in my mouth. I had to taste it. I needed it. Steve pushed my head down hard as his cock began its orgasmic contractions from deep within his balls. My face was nestled deep in his pubes, as I sucked harder and faster. Then to my amazement, I felt his cock expand to what seemed like two-fold and I knew he was going to cum any second. Then as if on cue, Steve gave one final thrust with his hips as his sweet, delicious cum flooded my mouth. I sucked and swallowed greedily as he ground my face into his crotch.
His cock throbbed against my tongue as volley after volley of semen rushed out of his dick. It splashed on my tongue and against the roof of my mouth before I swallowed it all down my throat. I loved it. I was blowing a guy's dick for the first time and it was the most perfect thing in the world. Then all too fast it was over as the last trickle of sperm dribbled out of Steve's deflating dick. I sucked it back in my mouth for a few more drops of his delicious cum. As I sucked the last of Steve's load from his nuts his hand fell from my head.
Reluctantly, I pulled off him. I kissed his cock as even more cum oozed out and I licked it. Cum covered my lips and coated my tongue. I wanted more but I knew that I would have to wait a little while for that to happen again. And I was already hoping it would happen again soon. Slowly I slid off of Steve to lie back down on my sleeping bag. Steve was still recovering from his orgasm as he moaned softly.
"Awesome, dude. Fucking awesome" I heard him say between quick gasps of air.
I wiped my mouth off and licked at the residue on my hand. Man, his come was delicious.
"That was too much, Jeremy, totally awesome. I'm still shaking."
"You want to see 'too much'? Take a look at this."
I quickly unbuttoned my fatigues as Steve stared. I turned toward him and pulled out my fat and raging hard cock. I was feeling a little too cocky and my horniness took me over the top.
"I can't see much. You're in a shadow" Steve responded.
In a bold move I grabbed his left hand and placed it on my cock. "Damn!" Steve exclaimed as his hand wrapped around my cock. I almost came right then and there. "Fuck Jeremy, it feels huge!"
He began to stroke my cock lovingly as he stared at my cock a minute before looking over at me.
"I've been thinking and dreaming of this since I first saw you." Then in a soft whisper I heard him say, "I want your cock in my mouth, now"
Steve leaned down to my crotch and I felt his tongue touch my cock. Then his lips wrapped around the head and I groaned as he began to slurp on my cock. I put my hands on his back, feeling his muscles contracting and relaxing as he went down on me. After just a few sucks, Steve pulled up.
"Damn, I can't take it all. It's just too fat."
I was flattered. I had always thought that I had a bigger than average size dick but I never had anyone "complain" about it.
"That's ok, Buddy. What you are doing is making me feel really good and I think I'm about to blow soon anyway."
I was so horny from blowing Steve that I knew I was near cumming. Steve resumed sucking but this time I felt him begin to pump my dick up and down slowly and gently. My pelvis thrust up and I felt my balls tighten as the cum began it's ascension towards Steve's gaping mouth.
"Oh my God" I cried, "Here it comes. Oh shit...oh God...ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"
I gave out a loud groan and threw my head back as my cum shot up my cock into Steve's sucking mouth. My cock surged and throbbed, pumping load after load of cum from the depths of my balls. Steve's mouth kept me shooting longer than normal until my sperm deposit was exhausted.
As my limp, cum slicked cock fell from Steve's mouth I couldn't stop my body from shivering with orgasmic force and I fell back to my sleeping bag with an exhausted thump. My chest was heaving, my legs relaxed and I felt a slick wetness running down my dick and nut sack. Then I felt Steve move closer to me.
"Damn dude, I thought I was gonna drown" he said giggling. I laughed.
"Seriously, how long you been storing that up?"
"It's been a while. Much like yourself I could imagine. There's not much chance for chockin' the chicken around here is there."
"You got that right" Steve agreed. Then with a smirk, Steve asked me how I liked it.
"It was incredible" I replied back. "Really Steve. It was great. You taste so good. I never thought it could be this amazing." Jokingly I licked my lips and sat back. Then we both froze as we heard the snap of a twig somewhere close by. I could feel both of our hearts speed up as the adrenaline kicked in.
Then a few minutes later when nothing else had happened we figured that the coast was clear and that it must have been someone just walking to their tents. None the less we both got dressed quickly. We talked for a while, lying next to each other, our arms touching at the shoulder.
As I drifted off to sleep I couldn't help but go through the events I just experienced in my mind. It was a wonderful initiation into gay sex and a moment in time I will never forget. I just can't wait until graduation and our ten days of civilian fun.