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This is chapter one of four. HAP After boot camp along with a number of other guys was assigned to school in preparation for further transfer to large naval ships. The war was winding down quickly. Sea school was almost another boot camp but a little more lax. We at least had liberty from time to time. Was always horny. Do think in retrospect that my Jr. drill instructor in boot camp was either gay or very interested. When we were at the rifle range the discipline was a little more relaxed since it was important we learn how to handle the various weapons this was given a higher priority that drilling and other stuff. One Saturday evening well before dark but just before shower time our Jr. DI said he wanted to inspect us after we showered We all showered then went back to our Quonset huts, think our platoon had three of them. We were told to not put any clothes on but just our overcoats. We were to stand at attention facing the foot of our bunks, that is you were looking into the wall. When the DI came up behind us we were to drop the overcoat and stand there until he tapped us on our shoulder then we were supposed to turn around but remain at attention. We did that none of us dared look other than to stare straight ahead. Imagine 20 to 25 guys all standing at rigid attention, eyes straight ahead, each one naked as he approached and looked us over I expect in great detail. When I got liberty from school would go into town, San Diego, and walk the streets . Once in while a guy would approach me, (I was not that bad looking and obviously just out of boot camp and very green). Sometimes we would go to his place or his car and he would suck me. Sometimes I would go to a cheap movie sit in the far back. Quite often a guy would come on to me there. A couple of times got good blow jobs there in the back row. Once or twice went with a guy who ended up fucking me, a real bonus.. Naturally nothing with the guys in school After school was transferred to a heavy cruiser had about 2500 sailors plus 45 of us who acted as a security detail. Several others guys, from school, were also transferred. One was a kid from the San Francisco area we nick named Hap. He was tall bout 6'4 and lean, blonde hair blue eyes, a real good looking guy. We became good buddies (Mutt and Jeff) I was 5' 7" and about 130 or so. We went on liberty together. A very straight type friendship. Once aboard ship we remained close buddies. We sailed and visited several Chinese ports, again we used to go on liberty together. Visited the same whore houses (enjoyed being with guys but also sex with gals, which was OK but not as satisfying). Later the ship was assigned to occupation duty in Japan. There they had legal whore houses, you had to sign in and before you left, even if you did nothing, some of the guys were just curious. You still had to take pro.. They would make you drop everything wash up real good with a corpsman watching (bet some of them really enjoyed that duty) you then had to inject some brown fluid into the head of your cock. Once Hap and I went on Liberty, met a gal and rode the train to her village. There we both fucked her, me first, Hap had a big cock (Had seen it many times in the shower and often dreamed about holding it and playing with it.) He let me go first. A week or so later he came down with a STD (Gonorrhea) an few days later I did also. They could not punish you for going to sick bay for treatment but they put you on medical restriction which said no more liberty for a few months. This was really punishment but by calling it medical restriction they had you by the short hair. After the shots they would give you a finger wave by rubbing your prostate until some fluid would come out on the head of your cock. Providing that was negative then legally you should have liberty but they insisted on a second test which they would never give until the ship was scheduled to go back home. Little did I know that my catching STD was in fact a blessing and would, in the end serve to help me. One day Hap and I was assigned to tear down and clean the twenty millimeter gun which we manned when at battle stations. Our station was way up on one of the upper decks just over the 5 inch guns. We had four guns on each side of the ship. In between was the locker were he ammo was kept and were we used to sit when we were on break. You came down a couple steps to your right around a small bulkhead was one room. On the other side was a platform about 3 feet off the deck. Straight ahead was another small room were we usually worked on the guns. The ammo was in still another small compartment. This day Hap and I had torn down one gun and was cleaning it, remember it clearly it was about 11:30, we would not be done by lunch time. We had been talking a lot about everything, at some point it came around to sex, and how horny we were having basically been restricted to the ship for the past few weeks. Do not recall exactly how it happened but we ended up taking our hard cocks out of our dungarees and playing with them. I had seen Hap's in the shower and knew he had a long cock but had never seen it hard. It was a real beauty. Must have been 7.5 or maybe even 8, thick and real smooth, could not see a vein, real smooth and sort of oval. The first time I saw it almost gasped, wanted it so bad but sure did not know how I would ever get it. Lovely to look and hold (and later to suck). We kept playing with our selves, gently stroking our cocks. Remarked and talked about how big his cock was, told him it sure looked huge but real pretty. Asked Hap if anyone had ever fooled around with him, he said one time a guy had fondled him but that was all. He asked me had someone done ant thing me told him yes had had a blow job once (actually had had several) from a guy. He asked me how I liked it, told him it was great, the guy sucked on me until I came then swallowed my cum. Hap seemed a bit interested, or at least curious. Then got a bit brave and said wouldn't it be great if someone would come up now and give us each a blow job. He replied sure would, I'm horny as all get out. That was it, I said "I will blow you" and dropped to my knees and took hold of his cock. He said, “no, don't, don't do that”. But it was too late-- already had it in my mouth, my tounge was working on the inerside of the head and then started to take it deep. Wanted to make sure my initial actions was pleasurable, now that I had committed myseld did not want him to stop it. It felt so good, long thick, smooth with a lovely big head. It must of felt good he just stood there and let me do it. Guess my inital efforts were satisfying, he did not say or do anything further to discourage me. Soon he started to move his hips just a little to meet my lips as I took as much as I could, try as I might could not take it all. Pretty soon it hardened even more, felt his legs begin to tense and his cock got even harder and longer, the pre-cum was coming out hard. Sure tasted nice after so long. Felt his cum start up his cock which jumped at it pulsated, propelling that lovely man juice up and out into my mouth in large spurs. He shot a huge load which I took, kept sucking until it was drained, he never made any attempt to remove it from my mouth even after he came. Would take it as deep as I could then milk it down with my lips, wanted every drop. Continued to suck on it until it had totally softened. He never said a word, as I drained every bit of his juice. When I let go he put it away as the word for lunch was passed. We each went down by separate ways. Remember washing up and was a bit worried but not to much. The policy was, I suspect it still is, that if you let a guy blow you, that is you were the passive partner, you were also a queer (The word used then) and would be kicked out. Maybe not with a court-martial but you would get at least a general discharge most likely a undesirable. At this point in time any one who wanted to get a job, go to school or whatever had to produce a discharge paper from the service. The undesirable discharge was pink, not one you would want to flaunt. Always felt better once I had done a guy, who said nothing following our get together. Had he reported it immediately then would be in deep trouble but if he said nothing was basically in the clear. By not reporting it, and particularly if it happened a second time he was as guilty as me and would not say anything. The next day were again up at the work area, I reached over and rubbed his crotch, he whipped out that cock and let me suck it. He never said how much he enjoyed it but let me do him often, each time shooting a nice load. One strange thing he would never drop his dungarees and let me hold his balls, despite this going on for a couple years it was only on the last time did he drop everything. Did him every day for several days, was rewarded each time with a nice load. Then one morning when I reached for him he said he was not sure if we should continue to do this, so did not do him that day. The next day before I tried anything he said he had seen a corpsman and got some stuff so he would not get a hard on (Salt Peter ??) Guess he had the guilt's, I respected his wishes and did not try anymore. Did have my sights on another kid in the detachment who was small, quiet but a bit of an ass kisser. He was uncut and looked like he might have a nice piece of meat. Had asked Hap about him, who though he might providing he was horny enough, which was almost forgone conclusion considering on then little amount of liberty we got. But would have to wait until the right opportunity came along. Without Hap, now started to pay closer attention to the sailors. They all wore Navy style dungarees but some wore them better than others. Loved to watch a sailor who was wearing tight dungarees walk away from me with his tight ass wiggling, would have loved to reach out and squeeze those lovely cheeks. The best part though was when you saw a guy with a good sized cock snaked down one side, a couple of times have seen them with their cocks semi hard.. Almost made me come right there. Had to be careful though so that they would not perceive me staring at their crotch. A ship is a real small community with gossip floating around. Naturally anything about sex was spread from mound to the other very quickly. A week or 10 days later we were again up in the work area. Hap was sitting up on the platform with his knees up under his chin. As I looked at him I could see the clear outline of his balls and bulge from his cock. Just could not resist. Reached up and started to rub. Hap got down and walked into the small compartment on the other side and pulled out his cock which was now almost erect. Went right to work on it. Lovely. Took my time working on all of it. First would run my tongue around the head, then let my tongue rub the glands on the underside, then try to take it all which I could never do, wanted to make it last. Unfortunately it did not take long before he shot a huge load. Filled my mouth so I had to take my mouth off it so I could swallow, either that or choke. He was still spurting, shooting cum all over my upper lip. Licked it off and went back down on it. From that point on would do him when ever he was horny which was pretty often. END OF CHAPTER ONE This is the first chapter of four. This first experience, with Hap, started a string of events involving a number of people witch lasted a couple of years and covered the whole range of emotions. Succeeding chapters will be posted over the next few weeks.