Gay Erotic Stories

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 one look at me and told me that we could process in the next morning, but I looked like I could use some food and a hot shower. I opted for the shower. I was escorted to a dim looking, poorly lighted dorm, no one was there, but there were several cots and I had my pick. So I walked to the darkest corner...I never could sleep with a light in my face. I stopped long enough to fish through my belongings, got my shaving gear and a towel; heading for the showers. I relished the idea of being alone. To my surprise, the water was very hot and I stripped my clothes and stepped into the very inviting showers. Oh, my! The hot water seemed to wash away my aching bones, the soreness from the long, rough ride, and totally relaxed me. The next morning I checked in as agreed. I was immediately taken to see my new boss, the commanding officer - a captain. Damn! (I said to myself) as I stepped into his office (waiting area) everything was very neat and orderly (it was like stepping out of the mud huts of Asia into some business plaza. Just a few minutes later, I was beckoned to go in. As I walked in...(Damn! Again! I said to myself. There sitting at his desk was this drop dead best looking hunk of a guy I have ever seen in person. As he looked up, our eyes met, I knew I was in some serious kind of trouble. He did a fine job of covering up his feelings and maintaining his military bearing. But, it was obvious that 'something' clicked for him too as our eyes focused on each other and locked. In know, it was only for a split second, but it seemed like eternity. During the next few days, I proved my administrative skills and was very proficient. Captain 'Dan' we will call him, seemed to really like my work and requested that the Commanding General in Saigon transfer me permanently. To my surprise, the transfer of orders was approved, and I received my orders in less than a week. One evening as I was about to finish the last of my tasks, the captain asked if I could stay and work on some speeches he was preparing? Of course! I said. After all, this was the military and this man had personally requested me to serve as his company clerk. Soon everyone had left. I was alone and typing. The captain was reading, correcting as he proofread while I was typing. As I finished up, I was asked to join him in his quarters. God! I could feel my heart pounding. But it had now been a few weeks...nothing! So I told myself to be cool! Thank you, sir. I said. 'Great!,' he responded. Please meet me over then in, shall we say, 30 minutes? I agreed. “Fine, sir” I said. As I arrived, I knocked at his door. 'Come in' he said. I let myself in. Wow! He was standing there, in boxers, without his tee shirt and a smoking jacket, loosely tied, but purposely left hanging open...his fly to his shorts were slightly open; revealing his dark black fur and a mighty fine package. I really tried to be cool! But, what the hell? I was mesmerized at his good looks. I mean, this guy was handsome! As my eyes left his crotch and looked up as he fixed me a Puerto Rican Rum and coke, he was watching me and seemed amused at my interest in his physique (especially he maleness that seemed to have grown larger.) As he handed me my drink, he deliberately lightly touched my hand; running his fingers gently over my hand. Once again, those very cute, inviting lips curled up at the corners of his mouth as he eyed me. The furniture was scarce, so the captain invited me to share his bed as a couch.. As I sat down and sipped the drink. Again he smiled and asked, "How is it? Too strong?" I said, "Oh, no sir. It’s great!" The captain reached his gorgeous hand; knuckles covered in hair and lightly placed his finger over my mouth. "Please, Bill, for now, call me Dan." (at that moment, I think I almost died) He continued, "My work is so stressful and I just want us to be friends and relax, okay?" I didn't know what to say, but okay. He put on some soft music and a few drinks later, I felt like my face was flush and my body was warm and I started sweating some. 'Dan said, "let me make you comfortable." I must've looked startled because he assured me, "it’s all right!'. just relax, he said. I left word, 'I am not to be disturbed!' (my heart was now beating harder than ever!) As he sat back down on the bed, Dan took my glass and sat his along with mine on a nearby table. He said, "Look Bill, I invited you over because you're special. I felt your chemistry a few weeks ago upon your arrival, but had to be sure.' I mumbled...nothing.. audibly. He stood and dropped his bath robe and stepped out of his boxers. Wow! He really was put together in all the right places. His cock was semi-hard, but still placid and hanging between 8.5" and 9.5" long and his balls hung in proportion (about the size of golf balls.) I immediately grew a super hardon. He was obviously pleased and he saw my meat stiffening against my shorts. At that moment, he reached for me; pulling me closer and planted one of the finest and sweetest kisses on my mouth and held me closer and next to his beautifully developed chest. I felt his meat and mine get acquainted, then hip to hip...he led the way to his private shower and adjusted the water and pulled me in behind him. There, he dropped down on his knees and started loving me and kissing my cock; licking my balls and massaging my love hole. I had never, nor have I since had such compassion and love manifested in this way. He wanted to give every bit as much as he wanted his way. As I was about to organism, he stopped. I returned the favor and as I dropped to my knees. I began to kiss at his pubs, licking at his thighs and balls and then the underside of his shaft, finally taking in the crown and twisting it between my lips and twirling my tongue around and around the head of his cock. He moaned and groaned so loudly that I just knew someone would come and check on him. I had forgotten that he turned up his music just a little louder to muffle the sounds of love coming from that shower. I promise you that the love that followed that day and the making love between us two men...was a lot hotter than any shower. It was, indeed, a very hot time of love making while serving my country near the Ho Chi Minh Trail.