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True Stories: 1954 - Returning From Korea – Part 3: 36 Days On a Troop Ship (2/3) 
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Author: Sergeant_Jim  Published: 4/12/2007  story views: 762


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am sucking away, when he tells me someone is coming. So I stood up and we both watched as two soldiers walked around the deck. When they were out of sight, he took my big piece of salami and played with it. Next thing I knew, he was down on it and sucking it like he really did love it--I loved it also.

This was fun since I could hold him, feel around his great body, kiss his lips, and we traded suck for suck. Just when everything was feeling so right, he came! Damn it! He came!

I had just started on him and he was finished. We said good night and he left me to join his friends below deck and spend the night. I looked around the deck but did not find anyone else. So I called it a night and went to the compartment that I shared with other sergeants. At lease I was able to suck on a nice cock that belonged to a soldier from Columbia, South America. I always like to try a stud from every country, so here was my stud from Columbia.

Guess this makes me a slut!

I am not sure how long it took my ship to sail to Columbia from Panama. We pulled into the harbor in the morning and we were greeted with dozens of small boats floating around our big ship. The people on the little boats were trying to sell souvenirs to the soldiers on the troop ship.

The people in the boat would throw a rope with a rock tied to the end of it. One soldier caught the rock and pulled up the rope. He tied a dollar bill to the rope and lowered it to the small boat. The guy in the boat tied a stuffed baby alligator to the rope and the soldier pulled the alligator up. I wondered just what the soldier was going to do with a dead, stuffed, baby alligator.

Our ship then pulled into the dock and started unloading the soldiers that were home in Columbia. This time, I watched as the soldier that I had kissed and sucked, left the ship. I knew it was him because he turned around, looked at the ship and waved. He was a real cute guy.

Then we hit the open sea and were on our way to Puerto Rico and to unload more soldiers there. The trip was great; it was nice and warm since we were in the Caribbean Sea. Now there is lot of room on the ship. I went looking for a stud from Puerto Rico to fix up. But, sad to say, I did not find one. But at lease I tried! I wish I could tell you guys a true story about how I took care of some cute stud from Puerto Rico, but it never happened.

We docked in Puerto Rico and unloaded the soldiers that made their home in Puerto Rico. They were good looking studs, but I could only watch as they disembarked. After unloading the troops in Puerto Rico, our ship sailed on to New York City. The compartment that I had shared with the other sergeants was now down to two--a very butch stud sergeant that was going to New York City with me.

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