After what seemed like an eternity of waiting for an opportunity to meet with another man, the moment was finally here. I was 21 years old and had been in the military for three years. And up to this point in my life, my sexuality had been a constant battle between whether I was straight, even though I often found myself drawn to other boys, with the reoccurring thoughts and desires that I was born in the wrong body, often wishing that I had been born as a biological female. But that story will come much farther down the road.
However, on this day I had requested a day of leave so that I could just hang out at home, but had woken up extremely horny that morning, and jumped online to a yahoo chatroom for gay and bisexual men. After a quick, "Hi everybody," typed into the lobby's main chat, began casually chatting for about an hour or so with the regular 'old' guys, in their mid-to-late 50's, that spent all day hanging out in the lobby, I received a private message from a guy that said he was local to me. He introduced himself as John, and was about 10 years older than me, and said he was a civilian that worked on base and was very discrete. He had also sent a photo of himself dressed in workout clothing standing in front of a mirror. The photo was cropped so that it hid his face, but the image of his toned body, covered in a layer of sweat in the gym locker room had the desired effect on me.
As I read his message and contemplated whether I would respond, my heart began racing and I felt the familiar stirring in my boxers as my cock began to stir to life. Intrepidly I replied, "Hello, I'm very new to this, so I apologize if I sound stupid." A few seconds later, the sound of a message notification announced that he had replied. And over the course of the next hour or so, we chatted about my inexperience with meeting anyone, and he spoke to me about how he was married, but secretly bi-sexual and that he was off work for the day and getting ready to go to the gym to work out. He was very nice, and we talked a lot about the need for privacy as I lived on base, and this being early 2001, there were still a lot of issues with coming out or even acknowledging the desires for someone of the same sex, especially in rural, mid-west military towns.
Before long, we had been talking for two or three hours, and I decided that I wanted to take the chance to meet him, and I invited him over. He accepted and I sent him my address, and he said he would be there in about 30 minutes. I logged out of the Yahoo chatroom, and then shut down my computer as I rushed to my shower to get ready.
As the warm water splashed over my body, my skin was tingling with excitement. My cock was hard and throbbing with excitement and it took all my self-control to keep from jerking off then and there. I didn't know what to expect, or if I would even have the courage to answer the door, so I quickly turned the shower water to ice cold, snapping myself out of my daze and quickly lathered up my body with soap and rinsed off. I had just gotten out of the shower and dried off, dressing in a pair of sweatpants and matching sweatshirt, when I heard the ring of the doorbell.
My heart again began to race, and I felt a tremendous amount of anxiety as I walked to the door. Timidly, I reached out and touched the doorknob, turning it and pulling the door inward. There on the other side of the screen, stood this 6-foot tall, 215 lb. man, with a rock-hard body from years of working out. He was handsome, with dark brown eyes, and short dark hair. His body was shaved, arms, legs, chest, everywhere as I would soon find out. He smiled at me and extended his hand in greeting as I opened the door allowing him into my home. As he stepped pass me and I shut the door, locking it behind him, he spun me around, taking me into his arms and pulled me close to him. As I felt his arms tighten around me, my body rigid with fright, I looked into his eyes, and he leaned in a touched his lips to mine. I held my mouth tight, not able to even breathe as I felt his tongue slowly, softly probe against my lips. Then closing my eyes, and parting my mouth, I melted into his embrace, as he pushed me against the door. His tongue snaking around mine, his teeth gently biting at my lower lip. I could feel his manhood growing hard against my stomach as he reached down and cupped my ass pulling me into him, then he lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist.
He carried me down the entryway hall and into my living room and deposited me onto the couch as he sat beside me. I snuggled up against him, turning my body to stretch out with my chest against his and his arms around me as we again began to kiss. I had never felt like this, and I had slept with several girls by this time, and never had anything felt this electric. The scent of his cologne, the way his hard muscles rippled under my weight. His rough calloused hands moving to pull my sweatshirt over my head, as I pulled his shirt off him. He then began to kiss and suck on my neck, before guiding me down and bringing my mouth to rest against his nipples, standing erect in the chill of the air conditioning. I gently took one then the other into my mouth, softly biting them and sucking them. Feeling his breathing change, as he put one hand on top of my head, the other on my shoulder then pushing me down until I could feel his cock straining against his sweatpants.
