Right before I was abruptly stationed down in Fort Eustis (Virginia), interactions with Bill somewhat dissipated. We had two encounters. The first one was on a Sunday morning as it rained like hell, then next happened a day after I worked a 24 hour shift, and I was super horny. I could admit the first time together was hotter than the second, but I was contacting Bill to see if he wanted to link and have dinner, or do some day trips to Chicago only to feel ghosted. I messaged him the night before I made the drive to Virginia, and got no response, so I gave it time before I contacted him again, six months to be exact.
"Hey, nice to hear from you," he responded.
I wondered why he responded to my text now instead of the first hundred times, with me looking like a total fool awaiting a rebuttal.
"First Sergeant, I have a life, ya know," he told me.
"True, as do I, but I enjoyed you being a part of it," I told him.
"So what are you up to now? The site says you've departed from Wisconsin, and now you're in Virginia," he asked.
I got past my feelings to call him and have a real conversation.
"When are you going on vacation," I asked.
"Vacation? Actually in a few weeks, but its a cruise out of Baltimore, and I'm going with a friend," he said to me.
A friend? Was it a friend, or a friend, I wondered, and I asked the question only for him to divert the conversation, asking me if I was enjoying Virginia.
"Its fine, just wish I had someone to play with, if you get my hint," I told him.
I sensed the friend he spoke of was a new "flavor of the month," perhaps someone who could reach spots that I couldn't, or make him climax levels above what I could ever help him experience. Perhaps he was more charismatic, or had more money, though Bill was great in managing anything that was key to a comfortable life. My mind juggled as I was curious, but he shut down my curiosity when he told me he was seeing someone else.
"So does that mean you won't come to Virginia," I asked, trying to be slick in my choice of words.
"I'll cum whereever he wants me to cum, and will do the same for him upon request," Bill told me as my feelings were semi crushed.
In the end this man didn't owe me any explanation, didn't need my permission to do what, or whom, he chose at any rate.
"I'm due for a business trip to Richmond just so happens in two weeks," he told me.
Fort Eustis with no traffic was only 40 minutes away, and so my excitement in seeing this burly polar bear arose, so I ended up proposing plans on the spot.
"I could come and meet you in Richmond. How long will you be there," I asked.
"Kevin and I will be in our hotel for two weeks," he said, as I learned of his new regular.
I had a host of questions but had to reiterate to myself that he owed me nothing. We chatted about the upcoming visit and made tentative plans to meet, for we would have dinner the second night they were in town. We came off the phone and oddly enough I received some relief, for I thought I made him angry enough to where we would never talk again. Was it that I developed feelings for Bill? Perhaps, but it wasn't reciprocated so I chose to move my energy elsewhere, like having someone stop by my place and give me some head. That evening, and the days after until I saw Bill was a drought as I was bored with jerking off, choosing to save my load perhaps when I'd see Bill, and his new partner. The night we would meet, we came together at a seafood restaurant in the heart of downtown Richmond, located off Broad Street as he and his friend Kevin I'd find sitting out in front of the restaurant, waiting on me.
"Hey stranger," Bill said as he had some stubble, and his haired shaved down some, along with a big ass smile on his face.
He came to me and we hugged, while Kevin already seemed distant, looking away. I went up to Kevin and introduced myself before Bill could say a word.
"Hey brother, nice to meet you. Bill said a lot about you."
"Great. Nice to meet you, too. Purvis, right," he asked.
