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We rolled out in convoy. I had our radio on the speaker so I didn't have to keep the handset to my ear. We turned off of the hardball and started our trek deep into one of the world's lagest training area's. He asked me if I could untie his plastic shopping bag, which everyone that goes to the field stops at the store and buys a bag full of snacks, or as we called it, geedunk. I took the knot out and handed him the bag. He pulled out a botbottle of pump lotion. Which I didn't think was too odd, as we were in the desert. He started to unbutton his fly, and I wanted to freak out. I turned my head for a spell. I smelled the lotion but I kept my eyes fixed on the horizon out of the passengers window. I heard the recognisable sounds of jerking over the hum of the engine. I turned in disbelief, thinking he was messing with the new guy. He was jerking, I flipped my eye's back out of the window. I couldn't believe the gull. He made me feel uncomfortable so I thought about returning the feeling. I turned back and started giving commentary. He smiled. His dick stayed hard. So I gave up and turned my head again. After a few more pumps of lotion and a long lenght of time I started to get pissed. I turned and said, "either put it away or I'm cutting it off," as I pulled out my pocket knife. He let go of the wheel with his left hand and held up one finger and he shot his load. I looked away. A call came over the radio requesting the driver specifically by call sign. He picked up the hand set with his lotion and cum covered hand. Then the asshole intentionally asked to speak to me with laughter in the background.
I rode shotgun with him for two years and he was made my room mate for a little over two years. At that time I wasnt aware of my sexuality. The guy loved to be watched. And over time it stopped bothering me until I figured out why Women didnt turn me on. Though he used some of my stuff to clean up on my first field op. I have hundreds of stories.
The feminine gays were quickly weeded out. Usually they were beaten and they would leave and never come back, UA (unauthorized absence.) I am a masculine gay, but I can get pretty flaky in the sack. We could have had 50 masculine gays in our unit, and nobody would have never known.
Guys flipped their junk out a lot. However, you had to either start laughing or get pissed off, because anything else was considered gay.
Now that don't ask don't tell has been abolished and integration of gay men into the military has been pretty much of a non-issue, the arguments by certain politicians and military brass seem rather ridiculous.
Even at the time they seemed ridiculous: "morale" and "unit cohesion". To think that man-on-man sex never occurred is absurd. Consider this, the military takes a bunch of fit young men at the peak of their sexual potency and puts them in an all male environment with little or no contact with women. Of course gay sex occurred. Always has and always will.
Sure, most men are heterosexual and the preferred orifice into which they'd like to shoot their load may be a pussy, but if that's not available they're willing to make do with a cocksuckers mouth. Some men are so totally straight that they could never have any kind of sex with another man, but most are a LOT more flexible. Especially when they're so horny they can't see straight.
It would seem to me that the cocksucker in the outfit would be a valued member. He's the guy who is giving sexual release to the others. If something happens to him, there goes everyone's source of satisfaction. They're going to watch his back.
It would seem to me that having a cocksucker in the outfit would ENHANCE morale not weaken it. Maybe the day will come when military leaders make sure there is a cocksucker in every outfit. 'Sounds like a dream situation to me. Where can I enlist?
Anyone who's actually been there care to comment?
Women picked me up, as I never even attempted to pick anyone up. I would drink heavily. When the ladys would try to give me head they would start to get pissed because I wouldn't get hard. I would tell them that alcohol killes my dick, and I would eat them out until they would crush my head and mutter, "no more." We would walk back to the club, she would have a smile, I would get the standard alpha male pat on the back.
After I found out that I was gay I rushed to move in with my friend (ex-wife). I tried not going out with the guys after that because I developed a crush on a friend. I would just go far away on the weekends with my bi wife and spend it with her and her gay and bi friends.
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