While serving in the Navy, I had the opportunity to attend some training in New England. Denny, another First Class Petty Officer, and I had orders to attend several weeks of computer schools before returning to the Navy and teaching a course. Since there were no Navy bases nearby, we were assigned to bachelor housing on an Army base. As the barracks were mostly filled with lower ranked enlisted and since we were two senior Navy guys on an Army base, we were pretty much left alone.
Our days were spent going to school and nights doing homework and trying to understand what was taught. I struggled a lot at the beginning and Denny was a great help in getting me though the courses, especially machine language. On weekends, we sometimes went out drinking, but never seemed to be able to hook up with any women.
I had not had any gay experiences since my early Navy days although I gave some thought to Denny. He was fairly good looking and a red head. I found him attractive, but was hesitant to initiate anything; fearing all the repercussions that could result. I was married now, although my marriage and sex life were both failing. I was born with a strong sex drive, but I never learned the social skills that would have helped me develop it with other people. My hand got a lot of use.
One evening, I decided to go to the base theater to see movie, but Denny declined. I headed out only to find I had gotten the times wrong and was early, so I went back to the barracks. I returned to our room, never occurring to me that Denny would use my absence to relieve himself due to the lack of pussy. I burst through the door and caught my roommate, laying in his rack in the midst of jacking off to one of my porn books. Denny lay there, frozen, with his nice stiff cock in his hand surrounded with fierily red hair. He quickly covered himself up as we awkwardly looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Old passions began to stir in me. I walked over towards to his bed, apologized for interrupting and asked him if I could help him out. I expected him to laugh it off, but he did not answer, so I reached over and brushed his cock through the sheets with my fingers. He did not protest, so I did it again, a little more firmly. His wilting cock started getting hard again. I sat down next to him and continued rubbing his cock. I slowly pulled his sheets away and wrapped my hand around his cock, stroking him and using my thumb to rub his cock head which was slick with his juices. He closed his eyes, giving into the pleasure I was providing to him.
I had fantasized about Denny before and now was my chance. I bent over and licked his crown, tasting his juices. His cock jumped a little as I kept licking him and stroking his shaft. I quietly told him to sit up and lean against the wall so I could kneel I between his legs to get better access to his cock. It was one of those beautiful cocks; not too big, nice crown and surrounded by a forest of red hair.
I pulled it towards me and slipped it into my mouth. Denny quietly moaned his approval as I started sucking him, tasting more of his juices. He reached out and stroked my hair and then started guiding my head; gently fucking my mouth as we established a rhythm. I told him I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I sped up my sucking and soon felt his cock start to swell. I took him as deep as I could and he exploded inside my mouth. I guess it had been awhile as I could not swallow his cum fast enough and some dripped down the sides of his cock, which I licked up eagerly.
Afterward, I was not sure what would happen. I licked his cock clean and then stood up; hoping he would want to return the favor. Denny seemed embarrassed and mumbled something about needing to take a shower. I did not want to push the issue and so let him leave without further discussion. I cleaned up and left to see the movie. I was not sure what would happen next. Would he treat the incident as though it had never happened or would he want to find another roommate? I hoped he was curious for more. When I returned, he was asleep or at least appeared to be.
A couple of days went by while we ignored the issue. One night Denny came into our room and I was already in my rack reading a book. He pulled a chair over near my bed and sat down. He asked me why I had done that the other day and I responded by saying that I thought it would be fun. I asked him why he let me and he said he did not know. I asked him if he thought he might want to try it again, but he was quiet.
I reached out and touched his leg and when he did not move, started stroking his thigh. I could see he was getting hard and starting to breathe harder. I reached over, stroked his hand and then pulled his hand towards me. I placed his hand on my cock over the sheets and gently moved it back and forth. He pulled away my sheets and he moved his hand back to my cock; lightly running his fingers up and down. I told him how good that felt and asked him if he would like to suck it. Again, he was quiet, so I sat up; facing him. I leaned in and kissed him lightly on the mouth. When he did not pull away, I kissed him harder and pushed my tongue past his lips. He responded fiercely as I held his head, devouring his mouth. I told him to undress and made room for him in my rack.
