My Encounters in Army

Maybe its time I continue with some of my stories, in a bid to relax and take my mind of work.

I had talked about my relationships (see my older posts) and now I will bring time back earlier to my army days... when I was between the ages of 18-20.

During those times, I still thought that I was bisexual, since I find gals attractive as well (was it due to societal pressure, I don't know) and only had some experiences in anonymous toilet sex (maybe I will post about this another time).

Army was heaven for closet gays to enjoy viewing naked male bodies of hundreds of other guys in all shapes and sizes (with pieces of meat in all shapes and sizes as well). Of course, I enjoyed ogling and trying not to be too obvious, at the same time trying to act all straight and macho.

In my 2.5 years in the Army, I've had 2 sexual encounters. One was with a cute subordinate who was a deep sleeper, the other with a peer who was probably sexually curious.

Molesting the sleeping guy is nothing much to talk about, except that it happened in a bunk of 20+ other sleeping guys... I know the risks, but lets just say a little bit of alcohol, plus the fact that everyone just came back from tiring field exercise, made the risk lower. Plus the room was full of snoring guys already, at 3am.

The other incident happened because one of my peers lost a bet with another guy and had to go 24-hours without underwear. I went to tease him initially. He was lying on his bed reading a magazine and I laid down beside him. (This was in the afternoon, and there are others in the room doing their own things.)

I started teasing him my asking things like "So I heard you are not wearing anything underneath, feeling cool ?" and things like that. But he ignored me totally, continuing to read (or pretending to read) the magazine.

Finally, not drawing any response, I told him, I will pull his shorts to see for myself. After saying that, my hand reached down to pretend to pull the elastic band, expecting him to slap my hands. After I withdrew my hands and still no response from him, I reached down a second time and actually pulled the shorts open and took a peek. He already had a hard-on.

So I asked him why is he hard and this time, he replied softly saying that he was a bit excited. So I asked him if he wants me to help him "settle it". If so, just wait for me in the toilet. He went, and I followed behind. Went into a cubicle and jerked him off.

After that incident, there was a second time when we met, alone in the balcony of our bunks. He was hanging out his clothes to dry. I hugged him from behind and tried to molest him. He was hard, but he said no, he doesn't want it anymore. I tested a third time by asking if he wanted and he said no. So that was the end.

Well, there was this other time I saw my platoon sergeant acting so happy when we "sabotaged" one of our men during his birthday. The usual strip him naked and smear shoe polish, etc all over his body. My platoon sergeant took a piece of cake and went for his groin, rubbing the cake in. I noticed the glee in his face.

Few years after that, I saw him in a gay bar. He has already quit the army by then, and was such a macho mary...