Gay Marine Stories

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Home Alone

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"So, you didn't have any trouble finding it." Aaron opened the front door to his house, figuring it was Chuck who was there. There was a porch light, but he didn't turn it on even though darkness had fallen. He did, though, poke his head out of the door to look up and down the street before standing aside and letting Chuck walk in past him. As he turned and...

First Times Getting Sucked

by nakedsteve on May 22, 2019
Gay Male

First time in an ABS: It was 1980, I was a tall, thin, 18 yr old Marine stationed in San Diego. This was back when you could drink at 18 and there was no random drug testing. I spent one of my first nights there wandering around downtown in a pot and alcohol induced haze. I was eyeing the prostitutes but didn't think I had enough money for them, since I'd a...

Broken Pride

by dchacha1 on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

I'm Scott, 6ft, green eyes, 36, medium brown hair, short beard, got a nice muscled bod from my days in the USMC. Ever since I got out of the military, I found wrestling with my buddies was a great way to get in a good workout and great sex on top of it. My last couple of matches have been with this guy named Tibor. He is about my height, Russian, 45, bald he...

His Hot Gay Assistant Ch. 03

by walterio on Aug 20, 2018
Gay Male

AUTHORS NOTE: There are few brief descriptions of heterosexual encounters in this chapter. SIX MONTHS OF WORK AND TIME FOR A VACATION For the duration of the Minneapolis project it was very routine travel and sexual encounters. On Monday at my home office Michelle and I would prepare status reports for the client, review theme and then I would fuck him. I...

Once is Never Enough

by Driveitdeep on Dec 23, 2019
Gay Male

I couldn't believe I was finally getting away from the watchful eye of Uncle Sam. My four years spent in the marines taught me so much but not much about my sexuality where men were concerned. I was stationed in a Navy/Marine Corp battalion where I was conditioned to be a bad ass marine and not a cock sucking fag. Dont get me wrong, when we lived in an open...

Orgasm by Anal Penetration

by Eagerbottom on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I grew up in a Pentecostal family in Holland, but deled in silence with liking men. I get married with a woman and to my sadness after seven years I got divorced. Though I had not gone to church for a while, I started to go to one, in Amsterdam. I was already in my thirties. I did a bit of work out, but was too tiny to my taste. I liked to meet other people....

Dave and Leroy Ch. 09

by kmillerk1 on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 9 - Depression, Disappearance and Rekindling Dave laid behind Leroy and snuggled up to him. "I love you Leroy." He could feel Leroy tense, Dave knew Leroy was retreating, plain and simple. He could also tell Leroy was falling deeper and deeper into depression, anything Dave did to help pull him out just cause Leroy to fall even further. It didn't he...

Adventures of the Naked Fisherman Ch. 14

by tallnhairy on Feb 13, 2018
Gay Male

It was 5pm when Mark's mom and sister pulled up in their van to drop Mark off after the weekend family reunion at the farm. Gus had texted Aaron and let him know that while he appreciated the invite, he was going to pass on dinner for tonight so Aaron and Mark could spend some time together. It was just two days ago that Mark, after three years of silence, h...

Sailorboy

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'm sure it was because he looked so much like Chad. The Kadena Officers Club was playing a beach volleyball match with the sailors from down at the U.S. Naval base in Naha. It was a hot day on the sandpit by the officers club pool, the beer was flowing steadily, and all of the guys were playing skins. There was more young, cut musculature per square yard on...

Journey Thru Abilene Ch. 05-06

by KeithD on Nov 27, 2018
Gay Male

Chapter Five: David Rapier was an interesting setup. Abilene is much like any other small city of about 100,000 people. The vice is there; it just isn't out in the front room. In the case of Rapier, the club was located in the heart of the red-light district of a few blocks around North and South 1st Streets. But out front was what would ordinarily be taken...