A few years ago I was a paratrooper in the Army. Looking back it’s hard to say why I joined. I wasn’t the typical ‘army’ type. I was 5’7, which was okay, but I was also very slim, almost skinny . Not the usual build for the beefy army dude as we called ourselves. What I had in abundance though was determination, fitness and focus. By the end of basic training I was named champ recruit by my peers.It all seems a bit surreal but at the time I was really proud.

Now the thing about the Army, just as with the Marine Core or U.S. Air Force or whatever, was that it was at the same time very straight and very gay at the same time! I mean, where else would a group of guys play drinking games that involved getting naked and sucking each other off, while at the same time, wanting to kill every dude on the planet? But that was daily life in armed Forces. A complete contradiction.

Of course I didn’t realize that at first. At first I was an innocent recruit, trying not too look too hard at the amazing asses and swinging cocks that I saw every day in the showers. Trying to take it in my stride and not react when I passed a guy lying on his bunk with a porno mag open on his chest and an enormous hardon in his hands having a slow jerk off. That was normal. right?

Of course there were guys that I adored. After all I was surrounded by some of the fittest most energetic young men in the world. They were young, full of hormones and bursting to prove themselves in every sense. Who wouldn’t at least look! There was one guy, for example, that had the most amazing legs. Now I’m not into legs , but this guy just had the most perfect, sexy, well formed, long and attractive legs that I have ever seen. The guy with the legs just grinned when anyone made comments but you could tell that he was lapping it up.

I have to admit, sexually I was a late bloomer. I had tons of dreams involving guys but I had always thought that it was just a passing phase and that eventually I would get over it. Wrong !

I was surrounded by a bunch of sex gods. I jerked off at every opportunity but I never though my dreams would come true. That is, until I met a guy that we called Hugo the Great. Reportedly he was called Hugo the Great because he had a big cock. He was a quiet guy. You could say he was almost shy. I always felt like he needed to be taken care of.

One day after dinner, we passed the trays and everyone began to settle down for a nap. We were at the end of the barracks , closest to a pile of soft bags that formed a little wall at the rear of the barracks. Before anyone else could think of it, I stood up and moved my way past Hugo. As I passed him I caught his eye and indicated in the direction of the bags in an ambiguous way. I could have just been saying 'I'm going over there' or 'come over there with me'. He decided on the second option and casually followed me.

We lifted a few of the bags and organized them to make more of a bed. I lay on my side facing the rest of the guys and Hugo lay down behind me. We wriggled around for a while making ourselves more comfortable and working our way a little deeper into the pile of bags. The only thing that could be seen was our heads.

I could see that the rest of the guys were sleeping, I rolled onto my back and let my arm fall over Hugo. My hand landed just above his waist. When he didn't react I slowly began to move my fingers in a stroking motion. This time he reacted by lifting one of his legs and placing it over the top of one of mine. I took this as an encouraging sign. Moving my hand slightly I found a button and popped it open allowing me to slide my hand into his shirt. When I came into contact with his warm smooth skin I felt him tense a little. I remained motionless for a few seconds and he relaxed again. I could feel the beating of his heart as it began to race. By now I could feel my cock straining against the material of my trousers and a small amount of pre-cum oozing onto my stomach.

I couldn't resist him any more. I moved my hand down towards his waist. His six pack abs tensed once again but I didn't stop. I pressed gently down so that my hand slid under his belt. My fingers came into contact with head of his massive cock. I decided I might only get once chance at this so I pushed my hand deeper and then took a firm grasp of his throbbing rod. I felt him gasp but he did nothing to stop me. I could feel the hardness get harder and harder as I massaged his thick cock.

It was all that he needed. Letting go of any inhibitions he rolled onto his side facing me. Now, reaching forward, his hands took hold of my pants, he pulled them down the top button popped off. My hot throbbing cock sprung out of the material and slapped against my stomach.He turned me over. I felt his hands move over my shoulders , back and down to my smooth round butt . I felt the heat of his body and cock as it pressed between my cheeks. I pushed back with my ass, gripping and squeezing it. He began to pump his hips slowly as he reached round and grasped my own swollen cock. God, how I wanted him to fuck me! I pushed back more and more as the precum from his cock lubricated my ass, allowing it to slide more and more easily between my ass. Every third or fourth thrust I could feel the head of his monster cock push against my ass hole, making it tingle. His pushes were getting harder and faster. He placed one hand on each butt cheek prying them apart and began to hammer at my asshole. I felt him stop for a second as he lubricated my ass even more with his spit. One of his fingers pushed hard and entered me. I groaned loudly knowing that nobody could hear me. Almost immediately he took out his finger and once again began to thrust his tool against me as I almost begged him to fuck me. Letting my hole relax , I felt him entering me. Each thrust now opened me a little wider. Suddenly the whole of his massive cock pushed into me. I almost screamed with the pain. He stopped moving for a few seconds and as the pain subsided I pushed back against him. That was the only signal he needed.

With just two or three thrusts he entered me completely, grasping my hips he pushed deep into me. I gasped as I felt him push with his huge cock head at the same time. The pleasure was almost unbearable.

As he fucked me I stroked my cock more and more . Who could tell when one of the guys might wake up and look over! This was not the time for long lingering love making. I felt Hugo move his head close to mine and he began to bite my shoulder as he fucked me . His hot throbbing member sliding it's full length in and out of me. I could feel his breathing as he came close to exploding. I was close myself and encouraged him by moving in sync with his thrusts. Then he pushed as deep and hard as he could and stopped for a second as the waves of his orgasm began to surge through his body. I felt his cock get harder and knew that he was about to blow his load. I reached back and held him so that he wouldn't withdraw. I felt the cum surge up his cock as he began to pump it into my ass. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled over me as I took his hot semen inside me. I slid forward allowing his still pulsating cock to slide out . He could see that I was about to shoot and quickly moved down placing his hot mouth over my cock. The pleasure was too much and I began to spurt my cum deep down his throat. I could see him gagging as his mouth filled but he didn't stop. He swallowed what seemed like pints of milky cum but didn't release my cock from his mouth until I had stopped gushing. We lay motionless , getting our breath and taking in the situation of what had just happened and how suddenly the nature of our relationship had changed.

We both came to our senses and he quickly wiped his mouth with his sleeve as I pulled up my pants. Within seconds it was as if nothing had happened. But of course it had, and nothing would ever be the same again. For now though, we both lay exhausted in the afterglow. I glanced over at him with a broad smile he smiled back. As I fell asleep I felt his lips brush my shoulder in a lovely kiss.

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