Night Sex in the Latrine

By Mark James

Published on Oct 22, 2012

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Night sex in the latrine by Mark James

I kept twisting around but it didn't do any good. I had to take a fucking piss and it was the middle of the night and cold as hell. The military didn't believe in wasting a lot of money heating the enlisted barracks. I drifted back to sleep but not for long.

As a lay there contemplating getting out of bed and going to the john I heard somebody else get up and go down to the latrine. I waited a while but they didn't come back.

Finally I really had to pee so I got up and scurried down the length of the barracks to the latrine. I was basically sleepwalking. I went directly to the nearest urinal and stood there with my eyes closed peeing. God it felt so good, my cock became erect as I finished peeing. I stood there stroking it, figuring I might as well jack off while I was there.

"Instead of playing with yourself why don't you stick your cock up my ass, Jack?"

I had forgotten there was anybody else in the latrine. My eyes popped open and in the dim light from the streetlights outside. As I turned sideways I saw a shadowy figure two urinals down bent over at the waist with its legs spread wide and its ass in the air.

"What the fuck,' I said. "Who is that?"

"It's Pete you silly fucker. Keep your voice down."

"What the hell are you running around naked in the middle of the night for, Pete?"

"I was jacking off and was gonna use a broom handle to fuck my ass with until you came in and started fiddling with your cock. I'd rather have your hard cock up my ass any day than a broom handle. How about it Jack, will you fuck me, please."

He turned his body sideways and backed up until his ass was touching the head of my cock. He reached back, spread his cheeks and backed up a little more until the head of my cock was pressed against his asshole.

"Just push it in, man. Fuck me"

Damn it was almost a fait accompli anyway, so as he pushed back I pushed forward and I felt the head of my cock slip through his anal opening. I just continued pushing and almost effortlessly my 7 inches of cock was buried up his ass and I was fucking him.

I suddenly wasn't sleepy any more and he was moaning and groaning as I fucked him.

"Damn Pete, I don't care how much you're enjoying this, keep your mouth shut. You're making more noise that I ever did."

My cock slid in and out. He really loved it when I pulled almost out of his ass and then slid all 7 inches in his ass. But he had a very tight ass and I could only take so much of it before I came. So in a few minutes I blew my load up his ass and then pulled out.

I walked over to the sink and cleaned up my cock. I turned around and he was standing there still wanking his joint with a look of ecstasy on his face.

I wasn't one to waste good cum so I slipped to my knees in front of him, displaced his hand on his cock with my mouth and went down on him all the way.

I had known by the look on his face that he had been about to cum. Sure enough, after a few good deep throat sucks, he grabbed my head pulled it all the way down on his cock and shot off in my throat. I could hear him gurgling as he suppressed any sound he may normally have made as he came. I loved the way Pete came: he always had copious quantities of cum and I had a good five minutes of suck and swallow before he finished.

He washed up at the sink and we left separately to go back to our bunks. I had no trouble going back to sleep. That had been a hell of a lot better than a wet dream.

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