he was used to it. I was crushed!

I never did see Scotty again.

I found another handsome soldier from my barracks to run around with. I was planning on putting the make on him also. One evening we went to Mineral Wells. I had told him about me fucking some gal I met at the skating rink. He and I dropped by the rink to look around for her. The girl was there; she was about our age and a nice looking girl. After skating with her, the three of us started walking toward town. On the way there, was this building where I had taken the girl to fuck her. I asked her to go into the empty building with me and she did. I found two saw horses and put some planks between them. This made a bed, but I must tell you, it was a bouncing bed. I took her pants off and mine also. Soon we were at it. My buddy was standing outside of the building and keeping an eye open in case anyone came around. It did not take long until I shot my load and climbed off and got dressed again.

I felt like a big shot when I went outside and found my buddy waiting. I asked him if he wanted to fuck the girl also. He was horny and ready. He entered the building and fucked her on my cum juice. When he came out of the building with the girl, we walked her into town and to her home. She told us how much she needed some money, so we both paid her a buck or two.

This soldier and I then caught the bus to Camp Wolters. I told him about the "pro" station and told him that I was going to get another "pro". The buddy told me that he was just going to walk back to the barracks and not take the "pro". I loved to get a "pro" because it proved that I was a man.

A couple of weeks later, my buddy went on sick call. He had a venereal disease! He came back to the barrack to pack up his clothing and had to report to the camp hospital. He told me that he had to tell the army about the girl, but he said he never did tell them that I had fucked the same girl. That was close and from then on, I was very careful of who I was fucking.

So that was my life when I first entered the army - about 58 years ago!

All of my stories true and I do hope you enjoy reading about my life when I was a young man. I would appreciate hearing from you and reading your comments, so write to the old Sarg. Thanks - sergeant_jim@hotmail.com