True Stories: 1945 - My Third Time - Then I Lost Count (3/4)
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Author: Sergeant_Jim Published: 11/21/2006 story views: 4080
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sucking on his dick. He was uncircumcised just like almost everyone was back in those days. His cock tasted great and he asked me to go slow so he could enjoy it. As I sucked his tool, he would rub his hand over my back and ass. Then Scotty said, "Get ready"! With that I got my mouth filled with his juice. What a big mouth full. That was the third time I had sucked a man's dick.
We went back to the barracks and on the walk back he told me to not say anything about what had happen. Just before we got to the company area, Scotty put his arm around and gave me a half hug and told me how good it felt. A few nights later, Scotty asked me to go to the movie with him. We went to the movie and on the way back, Scotty wanted to take a long way around and once again we ended up in the woods. Scotty talked me into sucking his dick again. I was really starting to like this stud and loved sucking his big cock.
I was so young and stupid; I thought I was falling in love with his handsome guy. He always did treat me great and included me when he went some place. We started going everyplace together. But when he could get a pass, he was off to the big city. He had money and I did not so he did not invite me to the city with him.
I would suck his cock during the week, then on the weekend he went to the city if he could get a pass. When he returned to camp, he always had a hot story to tell me about some girl that he met and ended up spending the night with. I used to think that guy was so lucky to find so many beautiful women to fuck. It became the usual thing for him to ask me to walk into the woods with him during the evening when no one was there. Of course, once there, he would want me to give him a blowjob and I sure did love doing that to this very handsome stud.
Then one Monday morning, I looked over to Scotty's bunk and there was no Scotty. His bunk had not been sleep in that night! Scotty was A.W.O.L.
I went to work in the orderly room and over heard the First Sergeant telling the Commanding Officer that one of our guys was in jail in Fort Worth. I began worrying about Scotty. Later that day, I head the First Sergeant tell the Supply Sergeant to inventory all of Scotty's clothing and bag everything up and put it in storage. Now I was really worrying about my sweet lover, and wondered how he was.
Then the truth came out. Scotty was in jail because he was "rolling the queers in Fort Worth and taking their money". He had beaten the shit out of a few gay guys. Now I knew why he always had money. After finding that out, I got another blow.
Scotty had been in prison! At that time, if a prisoner had a good record and volunteered, the army would accept him into the army. Scotty got out of prison and came to my company to take his Basic Training. So when I met Scotty, he was fresh out of prison. Now I understood what made him "tick". Having a guy for sex was nothing new to him,