Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones to come before...
'You are hereby requested to report to the United States Army Induction Center at 122 Peabody Street, Scarsborough, New Hampshire at 8:30 a.m. on Wednesday the 19th of September.' I held the letter in my hand and stared at it uncomprehendingly. They had just recently reinstated the draft, and now they were drafting me. If I passed the physical, (and why wou...
Sorry this is so long winded. Let me know what you think of my writing. This is a true story. When I was growing up in a rather conservative town (like every where in the 60s) we only had Playboy and got that from older boys. Of course back then no one talked about homosexuality. Always had the feelings I guess. When I got in the service and things got a bi...
I have a dog tag necklace I always wear that brings back memories from my days serving in the military. When you think of war, graphic images come to mind, but there were plenty of good times had during my days overseas. I was partnered up with four other officers Tucker, Carl, Winston, and Mike. Mike was my senior and I always strove to make a good impre...
Less than five months from the time the Master—I no longer could think of and refer to him as the Indian doctor—had initiated me, I had four more-or-less regular sex partners dominating me. I couldn't use the word lover at that point, however. All of them were using me more for their own pleasure and needs than for mutual satisfaction. On Saturday afternoons...
As a horny gay US soldier who served in Iraq, I needed constant sexual release. Fortunately, there weren't a lot of women serving and the Army is full of big, muscular, he-men, so I had no trouble finding my prey. The military policy of don't ask, don't tell was still in full force, and nobody asked and even if they did, I never would have told. Back in 200...
At the Pentagon, the Secretary of the Navy, Alan Freeman, sat in his office with a file on his desk. It had been sitting there for two weeks, needing his attention. Normally, such a file would never cross his desk. Don't ask, don't tell could and would be handled on the local level. A base commander, ship's captains, anyone but Admiral Alan Freeman; and yet,...
"Ah, another late riser. A man after my own heart." The voice was deep and melodious. I was sitting across a table on the terrace from the pasha, who was finishing up his coffee when one of those mincing little manservants had guided me out onto the terrace. He looked as magnificent in the morning sunlight as he had the previous night, fucking Jared in his b...
If there was one thing that Thomas hated it would be uncertainty and this mission reeked of it. From the beginning during the operational briefing something was off. In his 8 years of active duty and the last three as a Navy SEAL he had never been in a briefing where the majority of the information and tactical objectives were being given and laid out by a c...
He was back in town from boot camp before being shipped over. We met at the movies. He was in his uniform. His marine uniform. He was so breathtakingly handsome and masculine and military that my knees went weak. I have always had a weakness for uniforms. Police, military, whatever. We were both getting popcorn before the show, and how I wished that I coul...