Basic training has been tough for
Billy.  He recently came to the
realization that he is attracted to men more than women. He can’t stop thinking
about cock.  Being surrounded by hot
young men in their prime, 24 hours a day, being forced to pack himself tightly
next to them in trucks for hours, his body pressed against theirs on bumpy
roads.  Showering and sleeping with these
studs, while trying to keep his desire as secret.  The worst part is that for the past several
weeks he has had no privacy.  In basic
there are no chances to be alone, he spends his day in the company of other
solders.  He can’t even go to the
bathroom by himself.  This means that he
has not jerked off in weeks. His balls are full to the point of overflowing and
his cock never gets fully soft anymore.
He does not know how the other guys do it.  Getting off occupied all of his
thoughts.  He had problems concentrating
on his training.  The only positive thing
was that they were working out and running so much, that he often fell asleep immediately
upon hitting his bunk.

Today was especially tough, they packed
into the back of a transport truck and went to the mountains to train on
rappelling.  He was wedged between Steve,
a six foot two soldier with blond hair, that he knew from the showers was hung
like a horse and whose blond hair also covered his chest and legs and John, a
dark haired guy with a swimmers build.
He kept his helmet in his lap to cover the raging boner he
developed.  Billy spent the entire trip
picturing John and Steve spit roasting him in the center of the barracks while
the rest of the platoon watched.  When
they arrived at the training center, it took every bit of Billy’s concentration
skills to make his erection go down before piling out of the truck.

All of his efforts to go soft were
wasted, because as soon as they arrived, they were told to strap into safety
harnesses.  These harnesses wrapped
around the waist and thru the crotch of the solders.  From the back the straps pulled their butt
cheeks apart and from the front isolated the budges and enhanced the size of their
packages.  Looking at his fellow soldiers
Billy got instantly hard once again.
With a rope on either side of his cock and balls there was no way to
hide the fact that he was fully erect.
He tried to keep his back to everyone, but was unaware that all this did
was make sure his strapped ass was facing his equally horny fellow
trainees.  Billy nearly jumped out of his
boots, when Steve came up behind him and helped to adjust his straps.  “Let me help you with that”.  Steve slipped his hands between the ropes and
Billy’s ass and pulled upward causing the ropes around his crotch to tighten
and rub against his cock.  Steve took a
little longer than necessary to adjust the straps and let his fingers move into
the gap between Billy’s cheeks, pushing them against his hole.  Unable to control himself, while Steve rubbed
his ass, Billy shot a massive load in his jock strap.  It was the first time in his life that Billy
had cum hands free, and it almost caused him to fall to his knees.  The only thing that kept his twitching and
shaking body upright was the fact that Steve still had a tight hold on his
safety harness.  As he finished dumping
his balls for the first time in weeks, Steve leaned over and whispered in his
ear “Nice”.  Steve slipped his fingers
out of Billy’s harness and walked away without looking back. Billy was
mortified, Steve knew that he had just shot his wad from having his butt
touched by another man.

Billy spent the rest of the day worried
that the cum in his jock would bleed thru his pants and make an obvious wet
spot on his pants.  Luckily most of his
load dripped down his leg and spread out before soaking thru.  He did end up with a cum stain puddle on his
right boot, but that went unnoticed by everyone except Steve.  The day passed in a daze, Billy could think
of nothing except Steve’s fingers on his ass, while he was supposed to be
learning about how to properly transverse a rope.  Luckily everyone else was focused on the
training and paid no attention to him and his still raging boner.  On the ride back to the base, Steve kept
rubbing against him, making him harder than he had ever been in his life.  Since he was focused on Steve, he did not
notice John looking at him strangely.  
As they pulled in front of the barracks and started to disembark, John
whispered in his ear, too quietly to be heard by anyone other than Steve “You
smell like a used whore”.   Lining up to
get out of the truck Steve gave him one final ass squeeze.

Two weeks passed with no other direct contact
with Steve or John.  Then on the Thursday
before they were to receive their first weekend pass, the two of them cornered
him in the barracks toilet.  It was two
o’clock in the morning and they were alone.
Billy was at a urinal taking a leak when he felt a hand on his
shoulder.  He looked back to see the two
of them there grinning wildly.    “We have been watching you, Billy, and have
noticed that you have some issues.  

Issue number one, you seem to fixate on
our fellow soldier’s crotches.  You never
raise your gaze above belt level.  I
fact, I doubt you know what any of our faces look like, but I am willing to bet
that you could describe the cock of every recruit in the platoon in great
detail.  You can tell us who is
circumcised and who is not, can’t you?”
Billy started to protest, when John slapped him upside the head, “Shut
up faggot”.  The hand on shoulder contact
with Steve, combined with the smells in the toilet, had caused Billy to bone
up.  John’s slap to the head, caused his
dick, still hanging out of the fly of his khaki boxers at the urinal, to
jump.  Steve noticed this and said “We
will call that issue number two.  You get
hard when real men touch you.  Two weeks
ago, I tried to assist you, since your straps were twisted.  Yet my hands barely grazed your ass and you
ejaculated in your pants.  So not only do
you get hard, you get off.  And finally,
issue number three is that you get rock hard when men order you around.  The rest of us barely tolerate when the Drill
Sargent yells at us, while you seem to enjoy it.  You snap to attention and do anything that is
asked without question.  We noticed that
you are even harder than usual while receiving orders.  You are what we call submissive.”  As he was talking he started applying
pressure to my shoulder, forcing me downward.
By the time he had finished telling me about my “issues” I was on my
knees.  I could feel the hard cold tile
on my flesh.  Since my face was now at
the level of their crotches, I noted that both of them were rock hard.  As I was looking John’s cock slipped out of
the fly of his boxers and hit me in the face.
“You were right, he did not even flinch or back away when my meat
dragged across his cheek.  It’s resting
on his lips dripping precum and he looks like he is just waiting for permission
to open his mouth and take it inside.”
John reached down and grabbed his long, slender cock by the base of the
shaft and slapped my face with it.  “Go
ahead bitch, open your mouth.”  Billy’s
lips parted as John’s cock pushed forward and moved across his tongue.  He kept going until his dick was lodged into
Billy’s tight throat.  “I suggest you
start sucking and make me cum.  The
longer this takes the more likely one of our platoon mates will wake up and
need to use the head.  You probably do
not want the entire barracks to see you on your knees sucking cock.”  Billy was now sucking his first cock. Well,
not actually sucking, more like providing a hole for John to fuck, all he could
do was cover his teeth and run his tongue on the underside of the shaft as John
pushed in and out of him.  He kept
gagging as John tried to get further and further into his throat.  Since John had not got off in weeks (privacy
to jerk off was difficult for all of the recruits) he soon shot a huge load of
built up ball juice directly into Billy’s stomach.  

As John pulled out, Steve grabbed
Billy, placing his huge hands on either side of Billy’s head and twisted him to
align his no longer virgin mouth with his thick meat.  He pushed thru Billy’s swollen red lips and
started to roughly skull fuck him.  He
was slamming his ten inches in and out of Billy’s face.  This was not a simple blow job, this was a
forceful pounding of a hole.  Again, it
did not take long before his balls tightened up and forced his cum up and
out.  He pulled out of Billy’s head and
shot his load all over his face and hair.
Once he blew his load he forced his cock back into Billy. “Clean me up
fag.”  While Billy was sucking the
leftover jizz off Steve’s cock, John told him how they were going to help him
work thru his “issues”.  “We will make
sure you get tons of cock, and lots of real men to tell you what to do.  It will be fun…Trust us.”

As soon as his cock was spit cleaned,
he pulled out and both he and John walked away without another word.

Steve came back a moment or two later,
and stood in front of Billy.  He reached
down and pulled his cock out of the fly of his boxers again.  He grabbed his cock at the base and aimed it
at Billy’s mouth.  Billy opened up and
took his dick inside him again.  “I
forgot why I came in here originally.  I
needed to take a piss.”  Unsure of what
to do, Billy started swallowing the acidic urine.  It took about three minutes, but eventually
Steve was done urinating.  He pulled his
cock out, patted Billy on the head and walked away again.

Billy felt more embarrassed than he had
ever felt before.  His most deeply held
secret was out.  Both John and Steve new
he was a fag.  What was worse, Steve had
used him as a human urinal.  He was still
on his knees in the toilet with a load of cum in his stomach and one splashed
all over his face. His mouth tasted like piss.
Knowing he would not be alone in the toilet for long, he stood up and
made his way to the sinks.  Looking into
the mirror he saw himself covered in John’s cum load. Hair sticking out in all
directions. His lips were huge and swollen, his eyes red.  He had tear stains on his cheeks.  His face was glazed with another man’s
jizz.  He was a mess.  He wiped up as much as he could and went back
to his bunk.  He laid there for an hour
or two thinking about how his life had just changed and wondering what Steve
and John had planned for the future.  His
boner never softened, and he was leaking cum all night.