Chapter Twelve
It has been weeks since the eventful visit to the Moonshine Resort and Andy had not seen Nathan in the meantime. They had been able to exchange phone calls once Nathan had received the surprise parcel from Andrew containing the brand new cell phone but the sound of Nathan’s voice made Andrew miss him all the more. In a little over two weeks, Nathan was due to pass out at the Academy and would then be entitled to a fourteen day furlough before going before a selection board that would decide where he would be posted for duty as a newly commissioned officer. The prospect was exciting for him but Andrew was apprehensive as it could mean that that they could be so far apart that any contact would be nigh impossible. Still, there was the two week furlough to look forward to should he could get the necessary pass to join Nathan. As the end of summer was approaching, they had decided to go to the coast if everything worked in their favor.
Meanwhile Andy lay on his bed trying to sleep but feeling horny and frustrated. When he finally dozed off his slumbers were disturbed by dreams in which he was trying to approach Nathan who was laid on a beach in the sun but whenever he got near he suddenly found himself ever further away from his lover. His frustration was still felt when he woke and checked his watch, it was 5.30 am and rather than try to go back to sleep he decided that he would go over to the recreation block and have a swim in the indoor pool. He pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts over his Speedos and with a towel draped over his shoulder walked over to the pool. While it was off limits to enlisted men at that time of day, officers were allowed to use the pool more or less at any time. He stripped down to his Speedos and left his clothes in a locker and dove into the water. It struck him as being very cold but he soon adjusted to the temperature and began to swim lengths at a leisurely pace.
Ten minutes or so into his swim, Andrew became aware of another person in the pool. A quick check told him that it was Tom Lightfoot, another lieutenant who was deputy to Major Manning, the battalion quartermaster. The two men were on nodding terms but did not really know one another that well as they rarely met outside of their duty hours. Like Andy, Tom was unmarried and so lived on the base. A few more laps and Andy finished his swim and climbed out from the pool. He went to the locker room and stripped off his Speedo and headed for the shower to get rid of the smell of the chlorine from the pool. He had thought to bring shower gel and shampoo with him. When Tom hit the showers Andy noticed that he did not have either shampoo or gel so offered him the use of his own. Tom gratefully accepted and Andy went back to the locker room to get dry and dressed. He was in the final stages of drying himself when Tom appeared carrying the plastic containers.
‘Thanks pal that was kind of you,’ Tom said as he handed them over.
‘No problem,’ Andy replied. ‘You often come here swimming so early in the morning?’
‘Most every day; I like it here when it is not so crowded. Very often I have the pool entirely to myself, but sometimes like today there is another early bird having a swim.’
‘Sorry if I disturbed you. I could not sleep so I thought a swim might drive my cares away.’
‘Cares?’ Tom asked. Andy was pleased to have someone to talk to so he explained how he had been to visit his sister in hospital and that now he was back on base he was missing the company of his buddy.
‘Oh, I did here something on the grape vine... Your sister, is she OK now?’
‘Much better, thanks,’ Andy replied. ‘Still 100 per cent but getting there; thanks for asking.’
‘And what about your buddy? Am I right in thinking that it is Private Neilson... Nathan?’ Tom ventured to ask, hoping he was not treading on difficult ground as association between officers and enlisted men was not encouraged.
‘Yes, Nate is at the officer academy just now,’ Andy said.
‘Look I am free this evening, what say we go into town for a meal together? I could do with some company and it may take your mind off things,’ Tom offered.
‘Yes... Yes I would like that,’ Andy said after some hesitation. He saw no problem going out with another guy and Tom seemed the sort that would be good company; it wasn’t a date so he was not being unfaithful to Nathan.
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To the casual passer-by the two handsome guys sat together in the restaurant looked like brothers, twin brothers even. They had chosen a place that did not require clients to dress fancy and the smartly pressed chinos coupled with Ralph Lauren Polo shirts made both Andy and Tom look good. Good enough to make several heads turn for a second look, especially women, young and not so young alike. Their bearing and short haircuts fairly shouted ‘military’ and locals were accustomed to seeing army personnel in town due to the proximity of the army base.
Oblivious to the attention they had received, they studied the menu and placed their orders with the waiter and while they waited for their starter, Tom opened up the conversation.
‘I hear that you have joined up for a second term, what made you leave in the first instance?’
‘There were personal issues. The job I had prior to re-enlisting proved to be boring to the extent that I couldn’t give it 100 per cent, so here I am,’ Andy replied.
‘Are you prepared to say what those personal issues were?’ Tom asked as he was curious to know more about this guy who seemed so much like himself in many ways.
‘Let’s just say that I wasn’t comfortable in some respects but circumstances have changed and I can now feel a great deal more relaxed and satisfied with a military career. How about you, how did you decide to join the army?’ Andy asked, hoping to take the spotlight off himself.
‘My Dad decided me really. Well he didn’t suggest it but it was because I needed to distance myself from him. I gained a business degree at Uni and sought work well away from home. I saw an advertisement offering army careers in logistics and that seemed to tick all the boxes for me,’ Tom said.
‘I hardly knew my dad. He had been a career army man and left my mom for another woman when I was four. He was serving in Germany at the time. There was a terrible bust-up and mom and I flew back to the states. They were divorced and I never saw him again. What was the ting with your old man?’ Andy asked.
‘Dad is a preacher, one of the hell fire and brimstone variety. He treated me with contempt when I let him know that I was gay. He tried every which way to ‘convert’ me from quoting the Bible to threatening bodily harm, for me this man’s army was the great escape. The change in the law came at the right time for me.’ Tom said. He was unsure as to how Andy would accept his admission to being homosexual but had suspicion that the personal issues Andy had mentioned could well be due to his own sexuality. Rather than pursue the issue at that time, he quickly changed to subject.
‘Do you read much?’
‘Me? Oh I like to read crime fiction; Jeffery Deaver is one of my current favorite authors... John Sandford is another. I also like the Reacher stories written by Lee Childs. What do you read?’ Andy asked.
‘Anything and everything, reading was a way of getting myself out of my father’s overbearing presence from an early age. One of my heroes has always been Mark Twain I learned this off by heart as a teenager:
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. That has become my motto really.’
Andy smiled, ‘You should have become a sailor and not a soldier but I understand what you mean. Life is too short to let it just pass you by.’
Their meal over, Tom suggested that Andy might like to come back to his quarters for a night cap. Andy had so enjoyed Tom’s company that he was loath to say good night and agreed. Tom’s room was much like his own but Tom had put his own stamp on the place and Andy was impressed. He was even more impressed when Tom produced a fine malt whiskey and offered him a glass. They had wine with their meal, so Andy was felling mellow and the Scotch hit the right spot. Tom saw his opportunity to hark back to the question of Andy’s ‘personal issues’
‘You’re gay as well, aren’t you?’ he asked.
‘Yep, I am,’ Andy replied.
‘Shall we make the most of the moment?’ Tom asked as he scooted nearer to Andy on the couch. Andy murmured his agreement and the two men hugged and began to kiss and explore with their lips. The Ralph Loren polos hit the floor as eager lips sought nipples and more. What followed is best described in the way Andy was to record it in his journal:
Tom was insatiable, his tongue flipped in and out with all the vivacity of a cobra but the gentleness of a kitten lapping up cream. He followed my treasure trail, such that it is, down to the top of my chinos. His fingers deftly unbuckled my belt and in a swift movement he had opened my pants and cupped my cock and balls, drawing them clear of my underwear. I grew hard under his touch and he looked deeply into my eyes before bending down to lick the tip of my cock which by now had started to leak dewy drops of pre-cum. His tongue and lips teased my cock head and he then ran them up and down the side of my shaft before finally taking the entire length of my now fully erect cock into his mouth. I just lay back and went with the flow. I had been felling horny and this was going to give me the relief I craved. All thoughts of Nathan were forgotten in the heat of the moment.
I felt Tom running my cock inside his cheek against his teeth, a sensation that sent shivers up and down my spine. He pulled down on my balls and squeezed them, not enough to hurt but enough to cause more pleasure than I had known in weeks. His hands were on the top of my pants and underwear as he eased them down and off as I lifted my butt off the seat to ease his effort. He was now working my cock with his right fist and his mouth in unison while his left hand was free to explore the space from my scrotum to my ass hole. He took time to suck and wet a finger that he then used to ease open my ass. As I groaned with delight he pulled me forward on the seat, shoved my legs up onto his shoulders and then bent further forward to rim my pucker. God! How that man knew how to use his tongue to perfection.
‘Do you bottom?’ he asked, I answered yes, my voice dry and hoarse, my breath coming in short gasps as I reacted to his touch. In a flash he had stripped off his own pants and undies and for the first time I caught sight of his cock, compared to mine it was massive. From out of nowhere he had produced a condom and rolled it down the length of his long, thick penis. With the aid of some lube that felt cold on my sphincter, he gently edged his way in to the very depths of my insides. I felt stretched and full and bit down on my lip as he slowly started to plunge in and out. He poured more of the lube on his cock and began to increase the speed of his movements. After what seemed and age, he pulled out and sat beside me on the couch. ‘Get on top of me,’ he ordered. I made a move but he was not satisfied he wanted me straddling him face to face and impaled on his erection.
He took each of my nipples in his hands and squeezed them, pulling me forward so that our mouths locked in a deep penetrating kiss as he continued to thrust against my own up and down bouncing on his tool. He jerked on my cock until I shot cum over his chest and abbs. With both hands he rubbed the creamy liquid over his and my body filling the air with the earthy odor of semen. He indicated that I should lift off from his cock and I found myself kneeling between his legs. After cock whipping my face a couple of time, he pushed his throbbing cock into my mouth so that I could bring him off. I felt his hot cum hit my tonsils and together we kissed some more exchanging the jizz until we had swallowed it entirely...
The two men sat side by side smiling at one another while their erections subsided and their breathing got back to normal. As well as the cum, their bodies were drenched in sweat so they headed for the shower to soak off all traces of their passionate love making.
‘Stay the night,’ Tom suggested. Andy agreed and they snuggled up together on the narrow bachelor bed. Before he fell into a deep sleep, Andy recalled the quote Tom had spoken, those final words, ‘Explore. Dream. Discover,’ he resolved to make those words work in his favor.
Next day Andy phoned Nathan, ‘Hi Nate, about that furlough... I’m not sure that I can make it.’ There was a slight hesitation before Nathan replied. ‘OK... Maybe that’s not a bad thing. I didn’t want to say this to you other than in person, face to face, but I think we should cool it. You know take time on our own for a while...’
Andrew could tell by the way Nathan broke this to him that they were not a couple, after all they had not really been together for any length of time and although Nathan had prompted Andy to rejoin the army, he was ready to do that anyway.
‘Is there someone else?’ Andy asked.
‘Well... err... yes... my roommate Alan and I. We have been through a fair amount together here and, well you know...’
‘It’s OK Nate, I understand. I have met someone here and while it is early days, I think we could make a go of things.’
‘So, it’s goodbye and no hard feelings?’ Nathan said.
‘No, I have enjoyed what we had together and respect you all the more for being honest with me, goodbye and good luck – both you and Alan.’ Andrew replied.