My Army Buddy

Army Buddy Experience:

This is a story that happened to me in 1995.

Giving and receiving my first blow job occurred in my early twenties.

Following graduation from Basic Training at Fort Jackson, I was sent to Arizona for nine months to begin Advanced Individual Training (AIT) for my job in intelligence.

I was assigned to a special housing unit with other guys in the program as part of our specialized training. We would spend the next nine months sleeping and working together.

The housing unit consisted of 4 two-man units. There was a shared bathroom and small common area to store equipment. This quad held 8 men, sharing 4 bedrooms and one large bathroom consisting of a gang shower with three heads, 3 toilets and 3 sinks. Each bedroom had two twin beds, cabinets and shelving for personal storage.

My roommate Brett and I chipped in and bought a television and gaming system from soldiers in a similar unit who were graduating from AIT and leaving the base. There wasn't much to do during our free time as we were stuck on post, so this helped eliminate boredom.

I was 21 and single. Brett was 21 with a hot girlfriend at home. He had her pictures posted all over his side of the room. My side consisted of bare walls.

About a week into our assignment, it happened.

Walking quietly into our bedroom following a shower, I closed and locked the door behind me as I didn't want to wake up Brett. I was wrapped in only a towel.

Turning around, I witnessed a beautiful sight. There was Brett lying naked on his bed with his eyes closed, his right hand slowly stroking his cock while his left hand massaged his balls.

Presented with a full view of this beautiful man, my eyes darted from his crotch to his head down to his toes. I was fascinated watching his legs and toes respond to the sensations he was enjoying while he stroked his six inches. With his eyes closed, I could see he was engaged in some serious self-pleasure as I saw his chest rise and fall as I heard light moans escape from his lips.

I was in a trance.

I never saw another naked man jerking off before. I knew all guys did, but it wasn't openly discussed.

Suddenly, I was filled with a raging lust. As my eyes were fixated on his cock, I slowly approached the side of his bed. I stood before him mesmerized.

Then he opened his eyes -- wide.

He was obviously startled to see me standing over him. As his body jerked, I heard him say, "Oh shit!"

Standing over him my eyes were roaming from his hands now covering his crotch to his face. Looking at him, he broke a slight smile and sheepishly said, "sorry, dude. I guess I got carried away."

I just stood there looking down at him with fire in my eyes.

Without thinking, I dropped my towel with my 6 inches at full attention. I looked at Brett and said, "why stop on my account?"

Still towering over him, I brushed his hands away from his crotch revealing his now slightly deflated 7" cock. Keeping my eyes focused on his, I grabbed his junk and started stroking.

Holding another erect penis in my hand felt so different than my own. It was soft, yet hard. It was so hot.

It was a powerful feeling which I will never forget.

Staring into Brett's eyes, I said, "Doesn't it feel better with another hand?"

A look of pure ecstasy was displayed across his face as he moaned, and his body relaxed. He was clearly enjoying the attention as I rubbed his chest and stomach while providing long slow strokes.

I was so turned on. My cock was so hard it hurt and was dripping pre-cum onto Brett's hand as I leaned over his side.

Then I felt a tingle on my balls as he grabbed my sac and massaged them like he was holding a handful of marbles. I involuntarily moaned and collapsed on him as I was unexpectedly weak at the knees.

I landed across his body, our dicks touching and our faces staring at each other. I don't know what came over me, but I leaned in and planted a kiss on his lips. I did it a second time as I pushed my tongue into his mouth and forced it open.

We began moaning and French kissing as we were grabbing and stroking each other. I never kissed anyone before an in intimate way, and I was on fire. It was the most sensual experience I had -- and I couldn't get enough!

Within two minutes, we reached our climax at the same time exploding onto our stomachs as we moaned into each other's mouths. We couldn't get enough of each other as we pressed our tongues deeper as if we were trying to touch our tonsils.

After about a minute, I got up and said, "shit look at this mess" and we both laughed. I used my towel to wipe up our stomachs as Brett took one end to clean up his dick as I did mine. He looked at me and said, "Thanks, I needed that!"

Very discreetly, we continued to "help" each other for our remaining year together. We learned to how to suck, swallow, stroke and massage each other. We explored feet worship and scalp massage -- and every part of the male body in between. We never tried anal sex but did engage in butt play and prostate massage.

Thankfully, no one ever found out what we did in that shared bedroom, as the military was still following the "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy. After AIT, we both moved on to our assignments and lost touch.

More recently, I reconnected with Brett via social media. I learned he got married, had several kids and was now single again. We agreed to meet soon to catch up on our lives.