Including that you are gay and not really giving a shit.ĭid I shatter any illusions? by Anonymous pretty much everyone knowing everything about you. Oh, and since you spend 24/7 with these people in every respect. A great body and a high and tight becomes really boring after a while. Hating to have an asshole with you who loved calling cadence where ever you went.īeing surrounded with what others would consider hot slabs of meat and not wanting a single one of them. Going off post and trying desperately not to walk in step with each other.
When you spend 24/7 with these same people the sex appeal and lust dies. Falling instantly in love with them and then a short time later falling instantly out of love with them. Seeing lots of hot guys with hot bodies naked and in various states of undress all the time. Because for the most part only dumb asses became lifers. heaven forbid you should have an ounce of fat on you if you were in the infantry.ĭealing with ass holes who were lifers. Having your body weighted pinched and measured like you were a stewardess in the '60s. Napping because at night you stayed up all night drinking and partying.
A lot of time thinking on how to get back to the barracks so you could spend the day in napping. The overall theme that runs through the military is a lot of boredom. This is from when you are in garrison and weren't in Iraq. I was so bothered he didn't have a pretty face I don't remember his having a dick. We had dinner in a private room and later played footsie and we groped and carried on. The homely muscle guy in the barracks, liked by all and in with my mates, took me up some hill to some saki house (all this was in Okinawa). he said no - and he never spoke to me the rest of my tour. We had a "close" friendship after not liking one another for a while, then something happened, whatever it was - I wonder if it was me trying to get into bed with him one drunked night. The one I had a hard on for was from San Francisco. with a little cadre of "friends", all probably gay they were to the eye and ear, but I never heard anything about them actually sexing with anyone or thing. up there and we did it out on the hill one night. Co., and nearby was "town", our little base strip-mall, theater, library, club and chapel on a hill.
Later I ran into him at a civilian barracks party, he knew some of the lady librarians.
Outside once I met an Air Force guy on R&R and we went somewhere. now I am only sorry I didn't haunt the service club or USO club bathroom, No doubt contacts were made. KEVIN, if you happen to be reading this, please contact me. With DATD soon to be history, they will have to. That sure is a joke! If the military only knew just how many gays/bis serve our country with pride (a play on words), maybe they could get over this. I haven't had any contact with him since, but sure have some great memories.ĭuring my four years in the Army, I came across a lot of gay guys, we called DADT "Just Don't Tell Anyone." LOL. Getting out of the military I returned to Wisconsin and Kevin back to California. Then we happened to be in the shower together and he said, "That sure was great the other night." I agreed.įor the next year, we became great suck buddies. How could I refuse?Ī few days passed and Kevin didn't say a word about the encounter. I crawled back up to my bunk only to discover a few minutes later Kevin was standing next to me (in the nude) and wanted to suck me off. He came shooting a big load and I took it all. It only took seconds for Kevin to get this big hard-on. So I got out of bed, (the barracks were dark with no lights on and 40 guys sleeping just feet away), sat on his lower bunk and started to play with his cock. I kept thinking if I really wanted him, NOW was the time. (Kevin and I were good friends as we were both clerks working in personnel.) I got Kevin to his bunk and took off ALL of his clothes. and I told my friends I'd take Kevin back to the barracks and put him to bed. Kevin was celebrating his 21st birthday at the EM club. I was stationed in Thailand for 2 years and thought my lower bunk mate was cute. I had many encounters with my army friends. I joined the Army at 19 and found a whole new world. Had some fun with school friends, but very limited. Growing up in the 1960s a person couldn't come out like nowadays.