The New Guy
Part 1
I woke to the unmistakable humming of a fluorescent light. At the far end of the bedroom, I could see light seeping out of the cracks in the door to the bathroom. I looked at my watch, it was five in the morning, another two hours until the rest of the guys would be waking up to start work for the day. I worked as security for a private company overseas, six month on site, six month home. There were seven other guys on my team, and we all shared this room for the six month that we spent away from home. We were known as 'the wolves' around the complex, the other security teams named after other animals, the room next door housed 'the bears'.
I thought that maybe the last guy in had left the bathroom light on, however a quick glance around the bedroom told me that there were only six other guys still sleeping, one bed lay empty. The bed belonged to the newest member of the team. Three month after we were positioned here, one of my team mates returned home to his girlfriend after she gave birth. He was replaced by a young guy shortly after, fresh out of military training and eager to prove himself. That was two weeks ago, and the newbie seemed to be settling into our team quite well.
I got out of bed quietly, making sure I didn't wake anyone, and pulled on a pair of tight white briefs that I had left beside my bed. I walked over to the bathroom and opened the door just a fraction, so as not to give away my presence. Being trained in stealth security, I was pretty good at spying on people without them noticing. Inside I could see the new guy standing next to one of the sinks. His tee-shirt was hung over the faucet and he was wearing nothing but a pair of briefs.
He wasn't bad looking. At 18, he was just a kid compared to the rest of us, myself being 22 and the rest of the wolves being in their mid-twenties. His young age had gained him the nickname 'Pup', a reference to our team name, when he first arrived, and it seemed to have stuck. His military training, and time with us had gave him a lean, toned body, which wouldn't look out of place on the cover of 'Men's Health'. Watching him run his hand across his abs and tousling his blond hair was a big turn on, as was the habit he had of glancing nervously toward the bedroom, as if he was afraid some of the guys might walk in on him. Satisfied that everyone was still asleep, he took hold of the waistband of his brief and quickly pulled them off, the movement making his already hard dick bounce up and down a few times, before settling itself and pointing at the ceiling. His dick was probably pushing seven inches, he wasn't circumsised, but his erection had pushed back his foreskin, revealing his pink head, already glistening with precum.
As I watched, he reached over and got some hand soap and began massaging the head of his dick. The sight of him standing there jerking off had my own cock pressed hard against the tight fabric of my briefs. He picked up the pace and began rubbing is hand up and down his dick, his balls hanging low and bouncing up and down with each movement. His free hand moved down and caught hold of his balls mid-bounce. He started rubbing his balls in time to his strokes. I watched him for about ten minutes, using a few different techniques to bring himself off. He was obviously quite horny now, his balls weren't hanging low anymore, instead the were hugged up tight to his body, I knew he was ready to come. He reached over a grabbed a tissue from beside the sink, closed his eyes and began to up the pace on his jerking. Another moment or so and the orgasm ripped through his body. His back arched and his cock twitched once or twice before releasing stream after stream of hot cum into the waiting tissue. After he made sure every last drop had left him, he took a deep breath and dropped the tissue into the waste basket.
I readied myself to make a move. Concentrating, I felt my dick return to being soft, the pressure on my briefs easing off. It was a skill I had learned early in my career, and a useful one when having to share showers with other guys for six month at a time without them realising you're gay. "My little secret" I thought to myself. After this, I took a final look into the bedroom to make sure the guys were still asleep, and then pushed open the bathroom door.
"Morning Pup," I said nonchalantly, as if I didn't know what just happened, "You're up early."
His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when as he heard my voice, the shock turning his post-wank woody into a still respectably sized semi. I pretended not to notice this, or the streaks of cum still left on the end of his dick.
"I... uh," he began to stutter, "I couldn't sleep. Thought I'd grab a shower before the rest of the team got up." He seemed happy with his impromptu excuse.
"Not a bad idea, mind if I join you?" I asked, taking off my own briefs and matching his nudity. His eyes shot straight to my crotch and he couldn't seem to look away. Maybe there was hope with this kid.
"Yeh, no problem." He said as he made his way hesitantly to the shower room. I followed behind, stealing a look at his ass as he walked.
We entered the shower room and he went and stood under one of the shower heads. I had 7 others to choose from, but I chose the one nearest to the new guy. I flicked the switch and the showers began to power up, before eventually starting their flow of hot water. I glanced over at the naked kid beside me, water was running down his chest and abs, making its way toward his still sensitive dick. As soon as the water reached the end of his cock, it visibly twitched and he was instantly rock hard again. The blood that wasn't being used to fill his member had rushed to his cheeks as he blushed a vivid scarlet.
"Dude, I'm sorry about this," he said, trying to cover his manhood with cupped hands, but struggling to conceal its size, "I'm not gay or anything, really, please you can't tell the other guys I had a boner in front of you."
"That's fine," I laughed in reply, "My lips are sealed." It was taking all my concentration to not match his excitement.
We showered in silence, getting washed, me trying not to get erect, him hopelessly trying to hide his already hard member. We finished up and walked back into the bathroom, grabbing towels on the way. As he began drying himself off, I decided it would be time to have a little fun with him.
"So, that was a lot of cum to come out of such a young guy like you."
"Yeh, well I haven't came since I got here, my balls were busting." He replied, then the look of realisation crossed his face. "Wait. You saw that?!"
I watched as a within seconds a range of emotions passed over his face. Confusion, panic, anger. He began to deny it, then he just hung his head. The game was up, he'd been caught. He glanced up and me and began to plead.
"Oh God, please, you can't tell the guys. What would they think if they found out. They'd kick me out if they knew I'd been wanking over their photos."
This new piece of information shocked me. I looked over to where he had been earlier, and sure enough, on top of his tee-shirt was a photo from his initiation party, where me and the guys had mooned the camera. This kid was turning out to be more like myself than I thought.
He continued, "Please, you aren't gonna snitch on me, are you? I'll do anything, I'll do all your washing. I'll make your bed every day. Just please don't let them know."
"Well, I suppose no one needs to know, I'm sure we could come to some sort of arrangement." With that I dropped the towel that had been wrapped around my waist. I'd given in and I was now fully erect, his face was a picture. 'This is gonna be fun' I thought to myself.
First I just want to tell you a little about me. I've been coming to JUB for a while now, so I thought it was eventually time to open an account and contribute something. This is my first post on these forums. I've written a few fanfics in the past (mainly Harry Potter based gay scenes) but this is the first time I've attempted to write an original story. I would love to hear what you think, comments and constructive critism is always welcomed.
