Gay Erotic Stories

MenOnTheNet.com

A Hot Night in Saigon, Part 2

by Bill Hanks


I was young and am not sure if I was daring or dumb. I was enjoying the hot shower and was lathered down as the hot water washed over my young lean body. Soon I realized this gorgeous hunk was also in the shower area. I recognized him as one of the newly arrived young officers. It was obvious that he was more than interested in me, and he started up a conversation about being new; asking how long had I been 'in country' or in Vietnam. God! He was this lean, fun-loving Italian machine that was as hairy as a bear. But, I remembered my promise to Glen and apologized to this beau; stating I had a prior commitment but would like to continue this conversation later; allowing my eyes to deliberately follow over his frame taking in this god-like statue.. I wanted him to know I was more than curious. stating, "Bill, I am Rico and I shall look forward to seeing you again." I left. I arrived at Glen's hootch and felt my way along the darkened hall. I remembered it was the third door on the right. I reached for the door; it was unlocked. I entered and hear Glen snoring. I latched the door and started undressing; leaving my clothes in a heap at my feet. I was now completely nude and smelled wonderful, if I do say so myself. There was enough outside light that permitted me to see Glen laying there in his boxers. It was so hot, but he had a small table fan running. As I laid next to him, I began to snuggle up to him; smelling his armpit. I used my nose to trace up his neck and began nibbling on his ear. There were occasional moans coming from his lips. His boombox was playing, "The Green Beret." But, there was more than silver wings on this man's chest (giggle). Glen was stirred to semi-consciousness. I laid on top of him and ran my hands through his hair. I felt his cock waking up and coming out of the fly of his boxers. As I squeezed his meat between my cheeks; I kissed the corners of his lips and they slightly parted; inviting me to deeper and more compassionate kisses. Wow! This guy was biting my lips and hungrily took in my tongue as if he was starving for my affection. Never had i felt so much love and compassion. I kissed and licked his nipples and tickled the small blonde hairs that ran from his navel to thus pubic area. Glen was sliding his legs up an down. First, one and then the other until he had worked him boxers off the end of his feet. I playfully massaged his balls in one hand, while I kissed and licked in and around his navel. Thank God that there was some music on, as Glen was moaning rather loudly and I was concerned that he might be heard. We held one another and found that we were both mesmerized with the romantic flare of each other as much as we were the sexual urges. We found ourselves in a sixty-nine position; sucking and enjoying each others young but very full baskets. I has measured my dick some years before and knew that I had a very plump 8 1/2" cock and a bucket full of balls; the size of hen eggs. Glen's balls were a bit smaller, but he had a beautiful cock of about the same size. The tip of the head of his cock looked like a cherry atop a sundae that grew longer and wider in circumference at its base. He was adorable! As we made love to each other; licking and sucking each other, we both reached climax at about the same time. Oh, my god! it was indescribable! I felt Glen's cock first relax and then expand as if filling up. His balls also seemed to tighten up under the touch of my lips and tender kisses. Once again, I gently licked the crown of his cock; permitting my tongue to wrap around and around the top of the shaft as if vanilla ice cream was dripping down the side of my ice cream cone on a very hot July day. I licked and licked at it; not wanting to miss a drop. As I felt him constrict; my cue he was about to climax, I firmly grasped the base of his meat and tightened my lips around that lovely head. He filled my mouth and I drank every drop of his sweet juices. We both knew that this was just the beginning of a love affair that we would share time and time again. Only God and a couple of horny soldiers knew exactly how hot the nights really did get in Saigon. (TO BE CONTINUED)

###

4 Gay Erotic Stories from Bill Hanks

A Hot Night In Saigon, Part 1

It was a very hot night and I just couldn't sleep. So I decided to get up and get dressed, taking a stroll inside the company area; careful to stay in the compound. As I walked the dirt streets, I don't remember just how long I walked, mostly in circles or at least the same areas. A light was on in the headquarters office with the charge of quarters was on duty in my company area.

A Hot Night in Saigon, Part 2

I was young and am not sure if I was daring or dumb. I was enjoying the hot shower and was lathered down as the hot water washed over my young lean body. Soon I realized this gorgeous hunk was also in the shower area. I recognized him as one of the newly arrived young officers. It was obvious that he was more than interested in me, and he started up a conversation about being

A Hot Night In Siagon, Part 3

I am not a fem at all. In fact, every guy I 'bit the bullet' with was visibly shocked; thinking I was absolutely straight. I am (smile) but who said, 'you can't have your cake and eat it too?' I was young, but very confident. I stood nearly 5'9" black hair and green eyes. My body was lean and reasonably hairy. A few days had passed since I had last seen Rico. I felt he was

A Hot Time Near Ho Chi Minh Trail, VietNam

It was Monsoon season and it was literally raining buckets, or so it seemed. As I departed for my long trip through the jungles, I was soon hungry, cold and I don't believe there was a dry spot on my fatigues. As we arrived at camp, I jumped from the trunk and went to my knees in mud.. God, it was awful! I can't remember being so cold in my life. I checked in, the sergeant took

###

Web-01: vampire_2.0.3.07
_stories_story