Military School Adventures 1

Military School Adventures – Chapter 1

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Any feedback would be welcome; I do ask that all criticism be constructive as I will ignore all flames. In case you didn’t pay attention to the categories, this is a GAY story. If you don’t like gay stories then please do not read it. That having been said; enjoy the story.

My early experiences with man on man sex came at the ripe old age of 9. A 14 year old neighbor got me to suck his cock and then started fucking me in the ass on a regular basis. As I remember he had a very small dick; mine was already bigger than his. I was already self-conscious about the size of my dick. In school gym the guys would comment on how my dick was much larger than theirs and I thought something was wrong with me. I even came home and told my father about it. He would just smile and assure me that everything was OK. We continued fooling around and loved the feel of his dick in my ass but that all ended soon when his mother got home one day and caught him balls deep in my young ass. She sent me home and told me to never come back, and since her son was much older, never revealed anything to my parents. Since I seemed to enjoy having my ass being plowed I should have known that I was destined to have this happen again.

Many years passed by and I was sent to an all boys military school. Some of you may think, wow, what a fantasy, but in truth, they were so strict that the thought of having any hanky panky filled me with the greatest fear that I didn’t even dare think about it. Guys that got caught having sex were immediately kicked out. That is until my senior year; I had advanced in rank up to company commander and one of my duties was making spot bed checks to make sure no one was up to no good. It was alumni weekend and a lot of the previous year’s graduates had come back to show off their long hair and mustaches. I decided that night that I needed to make a bed check.