My introduction into the world of gay sex was interesting to say the least. It was at a time of mad hysteria to eliminate gays from the ranks. Though no single incident of dereliction of duty could be associated with gay sexual activity, it was often the excuse used by NIS to drum a person of gay orientation out of the service.
I did not enter the Navy with such aspirations, not by a long shot. At the beginning I was a first rate whore. I dated and fucked women with such enthusiasm I was often sore from my exploits. I also drank too much, which more often than not contributed to my soreness.
To say that my first exposure to gay sex was in the Navy would be inaccurate because my best friend seduced me quite successfully in high school. His mother, who was supportive of 'experimentation', helped him. It was his mother who suggested that he put the make on me, but I'll go into that later.
Josh and Steven were my best friends in the Navy. Even so, I was completely unaware of the fact that they were a couple because they were well practiced at hiding their orientation from the Navy. They had to be exceedingly careful about to whom they came out. The Navy was aggressive in its pursuit of gay men while it left lesbians alone.
The brass did not see lesbian women as a threat to national security. On the day I arrived, Josh and Steven were in charge of billeting newly arrived personnel. As it happened there were no billets available, even though most of the barracks rooms were empty. The C.O. had been given orders to leave a certain number of barracks rooms open for immediate use by undisclosed persons.
We never did know exactly who used the rooms but periodically the rooms were occupied for several days with the shades pulled down with nobody entering or exiting. During these times, we weren't allowed within 100 yards of the building, which was cordoned off and surrounded by black sunglass clad security types carrying heavy artillery.
Oddly, it was so secret that no rumor started, such was the fear generated by these mysterious visitors. The cars they arrived in were driven onto the aircraft they had arrived on. Nobody ever saw them in the flesh. That was the reason I did not have a berth.
It was Friday when I reported and by the end of the day, we had met with the C.O. concerning the need for a room. He said he'd put someone on it over the weekend. Josh and Steven invited me to stay with them in their apartment.
It was well past seven when I finally collapsed onto the spare bed where I remained until ten the next morning. Steven and Josh invited me to spend the day with them.
We drove around town, ran errands and later rented a movie. Somewhere during the movie I fell asleep and woke up the next morning covered in a blanket and nearly naked. I don't remember taking my clothes off, but they were piled neatly next to where I slept.
The weekend turned into a week and the week turned into a month and a month turned into six months. I had become an official roommate by the second month, and had applied for VHA and was paying my share of the rent.. In that time we became close, close friends.
I was in close proximity to them often enough to recognize certain things that suggested that there was more to their relationship than just 'friendship'. There were looks I wasn't meant to see, touches that were way more than friendly and 'moments' that indicated that these men were more than just good friends.
However, those brief momentary interludes were not enough to confirm for sure what I was beginning to suspect. They were my friends and I really didn't care one way or the other. I'd known gay couples in the service and knew that it was more common than the brass would like to admit. I'd even heard it was common among the command ranks. I was no phobic knob so I didn't think much about it, but I was curious. One night the veil of doubt was cleared away.
Late one night while watching a movie, Steven and Josh were sharing a blanket while I hunkered in the corner of the couch under my own blanket. Steven and Josh had shared a blanket since I had moved in so I thought nothing of it especially since I had long suspected them to be a gay couple.
The movie was kind of a slow moving flick and I dozed off toward the end. I wasn't fully asleep and was barely cognizant of the movie and the soft whispers between Steven and Josh. I heard a muffled 'ziiiiippp' and the shuffling sounds of denim. They were trying not to move too much but I was awake enough to realize that Steven was slipping his jeans down.
"Touch me..." Steven groaned. Moving ever so slightly I shifted so I could see better apparently neither of them noticed. Josh's hand was busy under the blanket. Josh was looking into Steven's eyes as he stroked him.
"Are you sure you want to cum here?" he asked, finishing his question while nuzzling Steven's neck.
Steven nodded and said, "Yes, Yes...I want to cum...especially with Rich nearby." He paused.. "We both want him...well; this is sort of like that isn't it?"
Josh whispered, "Shhhh... you'll wake him."
Steven rocked his head back and sighed "I'm going to cum soon....oh baby...oh Joshua..."
His head jerked back suddenly and his body stiffened under the blanket. He reached for a pillow and bit into it as a low growling moan grew to a moan which he had to let out into the pillow so as not to wake me.
His body jerked suggesting that he was cumming, but I realized that he was working up to such a violent orgasm, that he might just have to yell. My cock was raging. When he came he pressed his face into the pillow and attempted to stifle the emotional ecstasy he was experiencing and came in torrents. He came so hard I thought he'd pass out..
"I want to fuck you," Josh hissed.
Then Steven looked down at me and whispered softly "Let's wait a moment. I get turned on with him so near. I wish he'd wake up and catch us."
Josh leaned against Steven's shoulder, obviously still massaging his cock. "We should come out to him before we let that happen," Josh said as he nuzzled Steven's neck.
Steven continued to look down at me, smiled and said, "Do you think he'd join us?"
Josh nodded. "Maybe...I wouldn't mind fucking him in the ass."
"I get the feeling that he'd like that... a lot,". Steven replied. They then kissed passionately and Steven moaned.
"Oh, Joshua I want him to catch us fucking... I want you to fuck him in the ass... I want to hear him beg for it... Oh baby..."
Steven was eager to make it happen... or so it seemed but Josh would not relent. "We can talk about it in the room," he said as they stood up.
