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It has never been easy meeting other men to play with, except if you go to
an adult bookstore. Sure its anonymous, but sometimes that more thrilling.
The fantasy is all yours, the excitement of the instant connection, the
cock, the ass, and the sweat!
When I was growing up in Maryland, there was an adult bookstore not more
than 10 minutes from my house. Being a military town, you can only imagine
the numbers of hot, uniformed guys that would come in on a regular basis to
get their rocks off. I have always been attracted to men in uniform, and
the chance to suck their cocks, lick their holes, fuck or be fucked by them
has always been a thrill.
I can remember one particular day that stands out in my mind. It was a lazy
summer day, and I was just itching to meet some new guys. Was hornier than
I had been in a long time (less than 24 hours usually), and just wanted the
excitement of sucking some good dick. So I pulled on my most comfortable
gym shorts, tank top, sneakers, and a ball cap. Almost never go out with
out a cap. There is something just sexy about a man in a well-formed
baseball cap. I guess it would help if you knew what I looked like too. I'm
5'10", about 180, smooth, tight ass, goatee, and short cropped hair. Not
extremely muscular, but not a slug either.
In any case I got in the car and drove down. When I pulled into the parking
lot I could see that the store wasn't particularly busy, only about 5 other
cars in the lot. I knew the one was the working manager's and the other's
was not sure, but probably regulars. I went in, chatted with the clerk, got
my tokens, and headed for the back. The back area was where they had the
video booths. Some of the booths had glory holes cut into the walls, while
they left a couple alone for those who were shy. I wandered around checking
out the clientele, and noticed that there were a few military guys nervously
looking at the selections. You can always tell they are military because of
the haircuts, and their reactions.
The one that caught my eye, and me his, was a guy about my height, but about
30 pounds heavier, broad shoulders, short cropped light brown hair, and one
hell of a nice ass. The running shorts he wore left little to the
imagination, and my dick was getting harder by the moment. He walked past
me and made just brief eye contact. I smiled, moved out of his way so he
could check out the videos playing in the booth in front of me, and I
watched. He instinctively went into the very last booth at the end. That
was notoriously the busiest as the glory hole in the wall was much larger
than the rest. I waited just until he latched the door, and I went into
the adjacent booth.
I heard him drop a few tokens, and I did the same. I bent down and peered
through the hole to see what his intensions were. Some guys go in and just
jerk off and never let you suck on their cocks, others are primed before you
even shut the door. I squatted down and let my index finger run the edge of
the glory hole. He was massaging the front of his running shorts, and I
could tell his cock was getting harder. He then slipped the cock out the
right leg of his shorts and continued to build it up. He maneuvered just
enough to ensure he knew who was on the other side and then came closer. He
slipped his cock into the hole and into my waiting mouth. I took his cock
in only so far, and licked the piss slit. There was the faint taste of
precum, and it made me shiver. I then went full tilt down his cock shaft to
let him know I meant business. He pulled out slightly, I feared he was too
nervous, but when I looked back through the hole, he had pulled his running
shorts down to his ankles. Positioned again, I went to work.
His cock was thicker than most, and about 6 1/2 inches long. It tasted of a
fresh shower, with just a hint of sweat behind the balls. I deep throated
his cock a couple of times and run my tongue up the underside of the shaft.
He pushed further into the hole, and I keep sucking that hot meat. He
started to breath heavier, and softly say things like, "Fuck man take my
cock", "Oh yeah, that's it, lick that Army dick!" All of which made my cock
twitch. I went on for some time, and then he pulled back again. This time
he leaned down to the hole, and whispered for me to join him in his booth.
To seconds later I was pushing the door in.
He stood there in the dim light, tee shirt over his head exposing a well
formed, and hairy chest. As I suspected the rest of the package was just as
nice. I started to lick and lightly bite his nipples, and then work my way
over to his arm pits. They too smelled of soap, but being in this small,
hot booth, the perspiration had begun and it tasted slightly salty and
tangy. He moaned softly as I kept up my eager journey down his body. I
worked my back down to his cock and gulped down. He held my head down into
his crotch, and made certain I had the whole of his dick in my throat. The
Army Drill Instructor ( I found out later), then started to pump his weapon
into my mouth. Holding my head still he pistoned his hips in and out of my
face hole.
I could tell he was getting close, but he wasn't ready to blow just yet. He
pulled his slick cock out of my mouth and turned around. He presented me
with a full muscled, and furried ass. I love a man's ass, and enjoy eating
that pungent hole just about more than anything. He pushed back and let me
spread those globes. I bent in, and took a long hard whiff of the smell.
The musk from his ass was intoxicating. I then eagerly pushed my face into
that sweaty crack and started to tongue wash his hole. The lips of his
sphincter pulsed with my every touch. I spread the cheeks wider so that I
could go deeper inside. I buried my tongue as far into that tender tunnel
as I could. He moaned and writhed in pleasure as I continued to eat that
fucking Army butt.
All this time he continued to stroke his cock, and I knew if he kept this up
much longer he would shoot. He then turned back around and ordered me to
stand up, turn around, and drop trou. I was hoping to get fucked by that
meat, but sometimes in these situations you never know. I did as I was
ordered and pushed back slightly to open up my hole. He positioned his cock
head at the entrance and pushed into me. The sheer shock of having his cock
push past my hole raw, gave me just a bit of pain, but that lasted briefly
as I became accustomed to his tool. He then grabbed my hips, and started
thrusting deep into my cavity. He was a bull in a china shop and determined
to break every dish. I tried not to cry out, and instead just bit my arm.
I met his every move with a hard response. I whispered that I loved his
cock, that I wanted him to make my hole his, and to keep fucking me. He
complied, and followed up with a litany of barked orders to take his cock,
be the fucking fag whore that I was, and that he was going to drown my hole
with his spunk.
The faster his pace, the more I knew he meant every word. I could feel his
cock tense inside me, swell just a bit more with each thrust and then
suddenly he held me close up against him, buried his head into my shoulder
and shot his load. He bit my shoulder in the process, trying for the life
of him to keep the noise down. He thrust a bit more to ensure that every
drop of his Army seed was deposited into my hole. We stood there for what
seemed like hours, exhausted, euphoric, and hot. I quickly pulled myself
off his love muscle and began to get dressed again. He did the same.
He kissed me gently on the lips and thanked me for the good time. He said
he would look for me again the next time he needed to unload. I was more
than happy to hear I had served him well. We got together a number of
times after that. I found out that he was a drill instructor, married with
two small kids. He said he loved his family, but that a man's butt just had
something he needed.
Under this new law, slashdot is illegal, the FBI is looking for cmdrTaco and Johnkatz right now! Don't forget they are also wanted for homosexual rape and peodphilla!
Of all the animals, the boy is the most unmanageable. -- Plato
It was while I was in the Army, about 24 or 25 years old... a new
lieutenant. To begin with, officers aren't supposed to fraternize with
enlisted, of either sex, PERIOD.
But one time I got drunk in the village (I was stationed in Asia), and came
back to the post before curfew, since I hadn't scored a bar girl. The
enlisted club was hopping, and since I was in civies (civilian clothes), I
blended in with the other horny off-duty youngsters. The band was rocking
better than usual, and the crowd was bigger and more fired up than usual,
even for a weekend.
Shortly after I arrived I went to the head (bathroom) to take a leak,
nothing unusual there. I was bleeding my brakes over the communal urinal,
pretty oblivious to anyone coming or going, and it was dark. About halfway
through the exercise I felt a hand squeeze my right ass cheek, not once but
twice before it registred in my besotted brain. I looked to my right, and
saw this nice looking black kid standing there with his dick out (darn, I
was so drunk I don't even remember what he was doing with it, peeing or
stroking). My first thought was, "COOL", but my next thought was "who's
behind us, or outside the door... WHO IS THIS GUY?" I got it together to
say "Hey man, no thanks", and zipped it up and scurried out.
I didn't really worry about it, and didn't look for him for the next hour
until closing time. In the meantime I picked up a girl and took her back to
the officers barracks, but she started to get loud and snotty, and I
basically threw her out... nicely, to avoid a scene, and escorted her to
the gate.
On the way back I passed the same club, which was now closed and almost
empty... except for the same black kid, standing on the steps watching me
as I came up the path. I didn't turn my eyes away, but didn't stare at him
either.. dunno what he saw in the bathroom that said it was cool to grab my
ass, but when I didn't turn him in I guess he had me down. When I came
abreast of the club entrance he sidled up and walked next to me for a few
seconds, then said something I can't recall exactly, but suggestive. At
that point the bitch was gone, my dick was hard, and this guy looked lean
and tight, so I just said "Yes, let's go to my quarters".
Since officers had single rooms I had some privacy, but we had to be
careful. It was "unofficially" acceptable to have a girl in your room, but
if someone heard a lot of moaning and so forth, and a GUY came out of the
room... bad juju, b'wana. In this case, it was so late we got lucky and
nobody saw us come into the building.
Once we were in the room he must have seen I was a newbie, because he took
over, telling me to strip to my shorts, and he did the same. Once we were
semi-nude he pulled me down on top of him on the bed, and roughly kissed
and fondled me, I was approaching a state of bliss I'd never felt, and he'd
only started. He led us into sucking, 69, rimming, but before long he told
me he wanted to fuck me. I'd only been fucked once since some early
childhood experimentation. I would't have agreed except sucking him had
made me so horny I was in a state of rapture.
He wasted no time, and immediately pushed me down on my back, pulled my
legs up, and positioned his raging hard-on at my hole. He took an extra
minute to hurriedly finger my hole, but ran out of patience and began
pushing the head of his cock past my sphincter muscle... this was in the
70's before HIV, and we didn't bother with a condom. It hurt like a
motherfucker, but he kept sweet-talking me, cradling my head between his
hands while he buried his tongue in my throat, and his erection in my ass.
When the pounding started, I was totally overwhelmed with stimulation...
hehe, not to mention I was probably in an advanced state of alcohol
narcosis. Between rounds of lip-wrestling, I sucked and chewed on his taut
nipples... fringed with fine dark hair, but otherwise he was smooth, like
me. He worked me over for 15 or 20 minutes, though quite honestly time had
stopped so that's just a guess. I remember I wrapped my legs around his
ribs and begged him to fuck me harder and deeper... but the rest is a blur
until he came in my ass, and collapsed on my chest.
He told me I was hot and sexy and we lay there for awhile until he asked me
what I wanted him to do now.. since I was still hard and hadn't cum so far
that night. I asked him for a blow job, and before I knew what was
happening, he dived on my pecker and gobbled it down his throat. There I
was on my back, spread-eagled, getting voracious head from a young black
stud who'd just cum in my hard hot ass... needless to say, I didn't last
long. He took the load in his mouth, licked the spillage off my stomach,
and then pinned me to the bed with his body and stuck his tongue down my
throat. We snuggled for an hour or two until about sunrise, when curfew
lifted. Then he got dressed and left quietly.
As many of slashdot's regular readers know, VA Software - owner of this weblog - are in big financial trouble. With the current volatility in the stock-market and downturn in the US economy, there can be little hope of saving anything from the wreckage of VA Linux. It is highly unlikely that slashdot could be sold to another company - the weblog market is overcrowed and the manifest failure of the moderation/karma system will surely seal its fate.
That is where you - the reader - step in, slashdot's trolls will soon no longer be needed by Microsoft and will be looking for new jobs: they need your help. Please post possible career options in a reply to this message. We wouldn't be able to offer a cruiser as a prize this time but the best suggestions will win a copy of Window XP.
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What happened to kuro5hin? I can read it. Is it down? please reply, thx.
As many of slashdot's regular readers know, VA Software - owner of this weblog - are in big financial trouble. With the current volatility in the stock-market and downturn in the US economy, there can be little hope of saving anything from the wreckage of VA Linux. It is highly unlikely that slashdot could be sold to another company - the weblog market is overcrowed and the manifest failure of the moderation/karma system will surely seal its fate.
That is where you - the reader - step in, slashdot's trolls will soon no longer be needed by Microsoft and will be looking for new jobs: they need your help. Please post possible career options in a reply to this message. We wouldn't be able to offer a cruiser as a prize this time but the best suggestions will win a copy of Window XP.
A few notes: there are some obvious jobs that slashdot's trolls would enjoy - donkey semen extractor or human toilet - but do bear in mind that, as the opensource movement demonstrates, a hobby you love may not translate into gainful employment. Also don't insult the trolls by suggesting jobs they couldn't possibly do; I'm thinking particularly of anything requiring face to face contact with other human beings.
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As many of slashdot's regular readers know, VA Software - owner of this weblog - are in big financial trouble. With the current volatility in the stock-market and downturn in the US economy, there can be little hope of saving anything from the wreckage of VA Linux. It is highly unlikely that slashdot could be sold to another company - the weblog market is overcrowed and the manifest failure of the moderation/karma system will surely seal its fate.
That is where you - the reader - step in, slashdot's trolls will soon no longer be needed by Microsoft and will be looking for new jobs: they need your help. Please post possible career options in a reply to this message. We wouldn't be able to offer a cruiser as a prize this time but the best suggestions will win a copy of Windows XP.
A few notes: there are some obvious jobs that slashdot's trolls would enjoy - donkey semen extractor or human toilet - but do bear in mind that, as the opensource movement demonstrates, a hobby you love may not translate into gainful employment. Also don't insult the trolls by suggesting jobs they couldn't possibly do; I'm thinking particularly of anything requiring face to face contact with other human beings.
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And for the record, this is not a troll or offtopic. I am illustrating the hypocrisy that the editors show when they complain about systems that are non-transparent when their own system is much the same.
OH TEH HUMANITY!
Yeah - blocking an IP/Subnet - that's a smart idea. They're absolutely unique and wouldn't harm anyone but the evildoer.