I was raised as a military brat, after my Mom divorced my Dad, we moved to Florida, to Miami Beach. My Mom had always wanted to go there, I guess any place would have been better than Pittsburgh. My Mom got a job soon after we arrived and started to work as a cocktail waitress at one of the beaches better night clubs. It wasn't long before she became a favorite of some of the Air Force officers that frequented the club, and not much longer than that when she married am Air Force Lt. Cornell. He was ok I guess but we didn't see much of him cause he was with SAC, and gone TDY somewhere or another most of the time. We also moved a bit, if your a military brat you know what I mean. Six months at Yakoska Air base Japan, Six months in Tooley Greenland etc. we did at last, end up in San Antonio at Kelly AFB for over six years. And thats where this tail begins. Being a military brat means among other things that you are always the NFG, [New fucking guy} at school and in what ever neighborhood you happen to find your self in this week. San Antonio was no exception. We had been there for over two months and I had still to find a friend. It was summer and with no school and in a new place a 14 year old can get really bored fast. There was a vacant lot at the end of the block that was wooded and brush covered about one hundred yards wide and three hundred long that ran between the hones and the Rail Road tracks. Almost dead in the center was a hump of dirt that had been plowed up once upon a time when some one had plans for the land but for what ever reason the land had never been improved. The top of the hump was about twenty feet higher than the rest of the lot and covered in brush and a few young trees. Out of boredom and a kids fantasy's of a fort I started to dig. In the two months we had been in San Antone, I had managed to dig into the center and using old boards and scrap lumber had managed to shore up the sides and roof and create a nice little Fort. The entrance was completely invisible from ten feet away. It was a real damn nifty Fort. I had a spider hole at the top so you could see if any one was approaching and once inside no one could see or hear you. But Buckingham Palace would be a drag if you had no one to share it with. so it was that I found myself bored out of my mind walking, as boys will do down the Rail Road tracks trying to balance and walk on one rail. I hadn't gone very far when I looked up to see another kid about my age walking down the tracks in my direction, on the same track. And in the classic Robin Hood meets Little John fashion, we met. coming through. He said. Can't, I said, I got the right of way. You better move off the track I'm coming through. He said. By this time we were nose to nose and neither was gonna give ground, or track. Well the fight was on. We grappled, rolled, punched and kicked, neither one of us doing much damage to the other and at some point in this heroic battle of the Rail Roads we both started to laugh, we continued to Roll around but in fits of laughter not combat for a bit. Hey, names RJ, he said, whats yours? Tim. I replied. Whatca doing Tim? I was bored so I took a walk to get out of my secret fort. I said. A Fort! You got a Fort around here some place? Yeah, but its secret. Aw man, you can show me, we're pals right? Well I don't know, I said, almost busting a gut to show him my Fort. In the interest of keeping this story shorter, suffice it to say that RJ's pleading caused me to relent and after swearing him to secrecy I took him to my redoubt. If the Fort didn't win RJ over as my best friend the stack of my Dad's old dirty mags surely did. He was on those like a chicken on a June bug. Faster than you can say, Center Fold RJ was leafing through them and commenting on the hottest pictures. Not to be out done I showed him some of my favorites and very soon we were both squirming around to make room in our jeans for our stiffening cocks. During one of these squirms I noticed that RJ was at least as big as I by the outline in his jeans and that he had a very good Woodie. I had been jacking off since I was ten and had had two other guys at two different duty stations that I used to jack off with and I liked mutual masturbation I was trying to find a way to breach the subject of beating off when I saw him checking out my crotch too. Man, he said, this shit makes my dick hard and my balls ache, I got to jack off two or three times a day or I get blue balls. Yeah, me too, I said, I jack off at least three times a day more if I look at these mags a lot. Well this is a great place to jack off in, no body can see ya and you got room to move. Said RJ. Yep, this is my favorite place to whack off and I need to right now. Me to, RJ said, want to do it . Hell yes I wanted to do it and I wanted to see RJ's cock too. We grinned at each other and stripped, His cock was almost the same size as mine. I was a bit thicker. I was seven inches long at 14 and he was too. We started to jack off still looking at the mags both of us dribbling pre-cum, Don't get any of that sticky stuff on the mags I have to take them back and replace them with some I haven't seen yet, I don't want my Dad to find the pages stuck together. Well its hard to turn the pages with out getting some on them. RJ said. I'll tell ya what, I said, you turn the pages and I'll jack us both off that way no sticky stuff will get on the mags ok? Thats a great idea, I like to have some one jack me off any way. Really, cool so you like to jack off another guy to? Yeah, I'll do you as soon as I find a good picture to jack off to. RJ said. As it turned out we didn't need to find a picture, after about a min. of me stroking him he tossed the mag and took hold of my boner and we went at it. I had covered the floor of the Fort with old cardboard and had a few blankets in there as well so we were soon laying side by side head to feet beating the others meat. Hey? RJ said. You ever suck a guys cock? Well, yeah once. [In truth I had sucked both the other guys I had known at the other bases and they had returned the favor.] Me to. He said. Want to? In answer to his question I stuck his meat in my mouth and started sucking, a second latter I felt his mouth on me. RJ and I met at the Fort everyday after that till the summer had ended and into the school year. We jacked off and sucked and talked about what we would do with a girl if we ever got lucky enough to meet one and be alone together with her and looked at the mags I borrowed from my old man. Then one rainy weekend just after we had completed our new addition to the Fort, we dug out a fire place and using some old corrugated pipe we found made a chimney of sorts it worked and made the Fort much more comfortable to get naked in during the cold winter days. We were engaged in our normal activity's, jacking each others cocks off and indulging in a bit of sucking when we heard some one say, Ok.. how do you get in? I see the smoke so I know some ones in there. Shiiiiiiit! Fear, cold, fear ran through our vein's. The voice didn't sound like a kid it was older not an adult but still older. We didn't want to get caught with our pants off and our boners sticking out so we damn near hurt our selfs trying to get our pants on and zipped. We had not gotten our shirts on yet when the piece of plywood we used as a door slid open and this guy ducked his head and came in. He was at least 17 about 5'10" and thinly built like RJ and I. What you guys got going on here, a secret Fort? Ye...ah...yes I stuttered. Ah you got some good mags here you guys look at these and jack off? The look in his eye's was so frank and non threating that RJ said, yes right away and I seconded him as well. I used to have a Fort in a tree when my Dad was stationed in Washington state. He said. Me and my buddies used it for the same thing. I looked at RJ and RJ looked at me, I had always wondered what an older guy looked like naked and I could tell by the way RJ looked at me he had done some wondering as well. My name is Jack. he said and extended his hand. I'm Tim, I said and this is RJ taking his hand. Rj shook hands too. Did I interrupt you guys when I showed up? Jack asked. Ah...i...ah... we..that is were jacking off when we heard you and we got scared. Hell, don't be scared of me, mind if I join you. I haven't had any one to jack off with since I left Washington. Hell no. Here was RJ's and my chance to see an older guys cock and get to play with it too. We both knew that an older guy would have more in the cock department than we did but neither one of us was prepared for what Jack showed us next. He started to undress and said, you guys going to get naked or what. We were out of our jeans in a flash and both our cocks were harder than rocks by the time Jack had dropped his. When he did we both looked at each other in surprise. We had expected bigger but Jack had a huge cock. Nine inches long and thicker than either of ours and he was hard as we were. Any body want to jack off this he asked. We damn near killed each other to get to his meat first and I won. I could put both hands around it and half of it was sticking above my hands and when RJ joined me and put his hands around it he still had a couple of inches not hidden by hands. We both jacked him off at the same time for awhile then RJ knelt down and started to suck my cock while I jacked off our new friend, I used both hands to do it with cause it felt good to me and I think it felt good to jack too cause his cock was pulsing and jumping in my hands. You like to play with my cock Tim? Jack asked me. Yeah its so big and I like the way it feels in my hand but I really want to see how it feels in my mouth I said. Go for it Jack said. But lets lay down on the floor so we can all have some thing to play with. We did and RJ took my cock back in his mouth and continued his expert work on my tool and Jack took his in his mouth while I began my first encounter with the joy of playing with big cock and sucking it. We traded positions many times before we blew our loads and Jack provided us with another surprise. RJ and I always tried to out shoot the other when we played and we both could shoot two or three feet if we had made it last till we couldn't hold our nut any longer, Jack, when his cock pulsed in my hand and I pointed it at the wall, he shoot a huge wad and left it hanging on the wall at least four feet away. He followed that spurt with another and another, about five good spurts of man juice. Damn, he could shoot a load. We jacked off and sucked two or three more times that day and every day we could all get together after that. Jack had a girl friend and he promised he would bring her over and let us watch him fuck her. WE both wanted to see his huge cock in a girls pussy, shit we just wanted to see a girls pussy. But watching a chick get fucked by a cock like that would be sooooo cool. We will be right back after this word.................Jack's girl friend is an other story all in its self, so I'll save the rest for an other time.............Hope you enjoyed this offering.........The smuggler........
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