From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My First Army Lay (gay)
Date: 14 Feb 1996 01:38:35 GMT

			  My First Army Lay

	Brad, my army cousin from Fort Ord, was up over the weekend.
He didn't bring his hot little buddy with him this time. Too bad, I
would have liked another round with that tank driver.

	Besides the excitement of making it with a relative, what I
really like about Brad is his legs. The studs around six foot and a
little over 165 pounds but all muscle. He's got long thin legs and
looks great in old wornout tight jeans that show off a high riding ass
and a great basket. Working out at Ord hasn't hurt his abdomen
either. Brad did some swimming in high school and Junior college but I
hadn't noticed any outstanding stomach muscles until we met again
several months ago. He has them now and I am impressed.

	Anyway, he and I hit the bars South of Market this weekend and
we had a pretty good talk. Looks like he is going to Germany soon.
Seems that he has to put some time in protecting the Europeans from
being overrun by those bad commies.

	Planting my hand on his backside and giving him a friendly
squeeze I told him that he should take care of his ass and I meant it.
I couldn't wait to get him home that night. the fact that he might be
transferred out soon made my lust that more urgent.

	Back at the flat we opened up a few beers and lit up a joint,
I started one of the videos that I had copied last week and it was
getting us both pretty hot. Brad took a long toke on his joint, and
holding his breath, leaned over and drew me close. Pressing his mouth
to mine and exhaling, he deposited his smoke into my mouth. It's hard
to beat the sensation of literally getting high on your partner's
smoke and I was really getting turned on. Exhaling I took a toke
myself and did the same to him. By now we had our hands all over each
other. I was running my hands over his crotch and thighs and he was
ripping the buttons off my shirt.

	French kissing is a great way to spend ten minutes and we must
have spent double the time Frenching one another and smoking that
joint.

	As you could guess we were both naked by the time we made it
to my bed. Once between the sheets, we slowed down and explored each
other again with our hands and mouth. I was pretty stoned by then and
I kept experiencing still frames. It seemed that we were kissing one
minute and then the next thing I recall was his swinging on my dick.
The next moment it seemed that I was going down on his cock and then
he was twisting by balls, sucking me off again. Back and forth it
went on for God knows how long.

	Normally with a good Cock Sucker I have to pull him off pretty
soon to prevent my climaxing but tonight it seemed that while I has
bone hard this man could eat on me forever. The next thing I remember
is his rubbing oil on my cock and hearing myself grown.

	I'm lying flat on my back and I can see Brad straddle my
engorged cock and lower his ass down on top of me. I arched my back
and so that I entered him slowly. My pole was like an iron rod and I
wanted to ram that beautiful fucker as deeply as as possible. I knew
that tonight was going to be special This night we were going to be
one and I was damned determined that that our very beings were going
to merge. Tonight I was going to cream my cousin's insides and he was
going to beg me for it I wanted to literally hear him beg me to give
to to him.

	We locked hands and all of a sudden he was riding me up and
down with positive control. We were both moaning and grunting now. I
could see that his eyes were on fire and he kept asking for it harder
and faster.

	I'm sure we must have woke up the girl down below, I remember
the bed really squeaking but I didn't really give a fuck. I had heard
her often enough!

	So here I am flat on my back looking from his face to his
abdomen, and thrusting as hard as I could. Brad is riding me like he's
in a rodeo, and calling on me to shove it deeper and deeper. Next
thing I remember, is his pleading for me to shoot and warning me that
he was going to come. I increased my pace. When I thought that I was
about to explode I arched my back, gave a loud grown and shot my load
high into his guts. With that he screamed and shot his cum all over my
chest and face. My dick was still pumping like crazy but I had lost
all control. I felt like my very juices were being used up as my
dick, with a mind of its own, continued to pump itself dry. After a
while I found the strength to pull out. Brad and I collapsed on each
other exhausted.

	I spent several minutes listening to both of our hearts
beating at a rapid but slowing pace. We gave each other another lust
filled french kiss and drifted off to sleep.