Riain's Adventures Ch. 01: Navy A work of fiction. One time that I remember the most of having a wank in a public toilet was when I was in bootcamp in the navy. When all of we recruits, [fresh meat] arrived and assigned to our companies, we were all very anxious and nervous and unsure of ourselves. I was assigned to Company 078. Our company commanders we...
John Fisher was sitting at one of the many outdoor bars that covered the beach area of Phuket, Thailand watching the hundreds of sailors walking around. He had just gotten off the ship with a four day pass of not having to be back at the ship until the morning it got underway. The sun had just gone down with an evening tropical breeze blowing off of the ocea...
Even though he rattled on about everything but that, I knew David's dark secret as soon as I entered the almost-deserted observation car on the Capitol Limited Amtrak train somewhere in Pennsylvania sometime before 11:00 p.m. I had suspected what his secret was earlier and hoped for it. I knew because of the way he looked at me when I entered the car from...
Lieutenant David Michael's had been serving in the United States Navy for five years when I met him at Pecs. I was down in San Diego on a mini vacation. His recent promotion had placed him in charge of the U.S.S. Halsey operations department. The Halsey, classified as a missile destroyer, had been sailing the waters of the Pacific and Indian Oceans defendin...
Dedicated to jonkingbrothers * Portuguese Man o' War (Physalia physalis) marine invertebrate. Named for 16th century Portuguese warship with triangular sails. Floats at ocean surface, its float-sail above the water. Below dangle tentacles, sometimes 165 feet long. Stinging tentacles kill small fish and other prey. Stings cause severe pain to humans, occas...
This is a sexual fantasy written by someone who never served in the navy, please excuse any inaccuracies of naval protocol and terminology. It began because I was out of uniform. I am Commander William Stanforth, Will to friends, and I was in command of the destroyer USS Dorian Gray. I was posted to Dorian Gray 11 months ago; I had been a desk jockey at th...
"Man, how did you score five days of shore leave?" Navy E-2 Tex Collins muttered, faking a hurt. "Aced the last three inspections and built up my days," E-1 Randy Harrison answered. He was standing at the mirror just a couple of steps from their upper-lower bunk on the destroyer, the USS Deringer, parked just outside of the inner harbor at Manama, Bahrain....
The nurse signaled and moved into the corridor. When the door to the hall was shut and Rich was assured there was someone on the lookout, he rose from the deep, vinyl-upholstered chair where he had been keeping vigil while reading a Gore Vidal novel and moved over to the hospital bed. He looked down at his older partner of the past six years, Miles Trent, a...
The year was 1953. The war in Korea was winding down. I was in the Navy, but not for long. My enlistment was due to expire in ten days. We had been at sea for more than two months and the crew was thirsty for booze and horny for women. As the ship passed under the Golden Gate Bridge, entering San Francisco Bay, we lined the rails, happy to see the United Sta...
This is the second of two stories about the early naval career of one, Kevin Pettifer, who aged eighteen, by dint of his own efforts, pulled himself out of a working-class dead-end existence in a northern English city and became a Petty Officer in the Royal Navy. Before reading this story, you should first read its precursor: The Making of a Gay Disciplinari...