Always looking for a new friend!

Now everybody knows that it's not a very good idea to be outed as gay or even Bi while you are in the military.

And that's not far from the truth, to be honest.

But there is a grey area when you happen to have a spouse who knows how to use a hungry mouth with willing men.

Having to live in the barracks, you have to share showers with lots of guys.

Lots!

And when you have been actively performing oral sex on a variety of men, getting to see lots of cock flapping around in the showers is hard to ignore.

Prior to enlisting, there were several adult bookstores in my community that offered private adult video booths to watch a wide variety of movies.

And there were a select few that had what is called a Glory Hole in them.

For those that aren't familiar with this term, a Glory Hole is a waist-high hole in the video booth wall, which is designed for a man to put his penis through the hole for the person, man or woman, to provide oral sex to the penis put through the hole.

What people like about Glory Holes is that the person providing oral sex to the anonymous penis never has to be seen, only felt.

Now, being a man who enjoys providing oral sex to stranger men anonymously, a Glory Hole is a terrific way to get to enjoy lots of different sizes and girths of men who are coming to the video booths to find relief by having a cock sucker-like me who is willing to perform oral sex for them and to relieve them of their semen.

But when I enlisted in the military, the last thing I considered was that I would be exposed to a wonderful variety of men with no issues about walking around fully naked. I gave it no thought at all.

Until I was grouped with dozens of men swinging in the breeze, and my brain was in overload mode because I so much wanted to do more than watch them.

Every size and shape and color I could ever ask for was so close to me, and I couldn't do anything about it.

This went on for almost 2 years when the girl that one of my coworkers set me up on a date with, which I couldn't say no to, as I couldn't exactly tell him that I would rather suck his cock versus date a woman, so I we started dating.

After a couple of months of dating her, she explained how she was starting to have problems with living with her parents and suggested that we move in together so she could get out from under their scrutiny.

Again, I was stuck!

How could I explain to her that I didn't want to move in with her because I was more into men's needs than her needs, I was caught in a difficult situation and couldn't figure out a good excuse, so we moved in together.

So there I was, living with and having sex with a woman, when I would rather be on my knees servicing men. How did I get myself into this situation?

After several months, I came home from work on the base for the day, and I opened the door to our tiny apartment, stepped in, and closed the door behind me.

When I turned around, there she was, sitting at the dining room table with a very angry look on her face.

In front of her on the kitchen table were 2 magazines, but not just any magazines.

The magazines were ones that I had bought and had been keeping in private, because the magazine were of naked men, openly showing their penises.

She sat there, arms folded, and asked me if I wanted to explain these magazines.

Yikes! Pretty much busted, and I figured that it might be time to come clean.

I walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, grabbed a beer, opened it, and walked over to the table. I pulled out a chair, sat and took a long drag off of the beer, and was about as ready as I would ever be to spill the beans.

I began to explain to her that before I enlisted in the service, I wasn't doing any dating, and I explained my regular habit of visiting the adult bookstores that had Glory Holes in the video booths.

Glory Holes, what are Glory Holes, she asked.

I explained what they were and what their purpose was.

Her jaw dropped open, and I was sure it was going to hit the table.

She asked me, "Are you telling me that you were going there to give blowjobs to total strangers?"

I nodded slowly!

"So are you gay?" she asked.

I told her of course not, as I loved having sex with her! I was trying to be as convincing as I could be, and I hoped she would buy it.

She frowned, not sure what to make of my answer.

"So then you're Bi-sexual?" she asked.

Sure, yeah, that, I said with a big head nod and had my fingers crossed behind my back.

She asked if that was the reason the magazines were hidden.

Sure, yep yep yep!

I said that I didn't want to upset her, and she replied by saying that I could have just been honest with her.

Okay, she said. Well, so you like giving blowjobs to strangers?

Well, yes I kind of do, I said.

So have you done that recently, she asked.

I told her that I had not in a while since I had to be careful not to have the guys in my unit find out because that would be terrible for me.

She thought for a minute without speaking, but I could see the wheels turning inside of her head.

Then she surprised me!

Okay, if you want to give blowjobs, can I watch you when you do, she asked.

Wow! Didn't see that coming!

Well, I guess that would be okay, I said.

Hum! I bet I could get my friend Charles at work to let you suck his cock, she said.

Again, I was in one of those positions that I just didn't know which way to go. Agree, disagree? Crap!

I asked her to tell me about him, and she said what does it matter, as when you go to those Glory Hole things, you don't see anything other than their penis, right? she said.

I guess you're right, I said.

Okay, when I see him tomorrow, I'll try to find a time to talk to him about it and see what he thinks, she said.

Oh, MAN! Caught in one of those situations again. Why does this keep happening, I thought.

A couple of days went by, and things seemed very normal with her like we never talked about my recently disclosed closet desire.

Then on a Friday when I was about to pull into my parking spot, I could see that there was someone's car in my spot, so I used one of the rarely used public parking spots across from the apartment building.

I opened the door, my girlfriend was sitting at the kitchen table with a man that I didn't know.

She got up, kissed me on the lips, and introduced her friend Charles. He put his hand out to shake, and I took his hand, firmly.

Charles, a tall black man in what I think was probably 30-ish, was quite handsome.

I let go of his hand and headed directly for the fridge for a beer to break away from eye-to-eye contact with him.

Come sit with us, babe, she said.

I sat, and my girlfriend began asking me how my day was, which was helpful in breaking the odd tension in the room.

She said that we needed some music, and we turned on one of our favorite stations and cranked it up a bit.

Then she went into the kitchen, grabbed 3 shot glasses, and poured 3 shots of our favorite Tequila.

"Here's to new friendships," she said.

Cheers, we all said, and down when the first of 3 shots back to back.

She knew me all too well, as she knew that Tequila was the icebreaker that I needed to loosen up and relax.

Without food in my stomach, the tequila warmed me up pretty quickly.

A good dancing song came on that she and I would normally dance around to. She stood, took me by the hand, pulled me out of my chair and we were dancing.

Before long, Charles stood and was dancing with us too.

It was odd at first, but we all took another shot, and it didn't seem like such a bad thing.

Then Tammie, my girlfriend, walked into the kitchen to get some snacks for us all, leaving Charles and I dancing together, ALONE!

I looked at Charles in the face, and he smiled, so I smiled.

Charles started to move around, and as he did, he was moving closer to me. Closer! Then closer.

Then Charles, right up against me, leaned in and kissed me full on the mouth, and I didn't stop him or object at all.

With his body directly up against me, I could feel his whole body against me. Like everything!

We separated our kiss, he leaned close to my ear and whispered, Tammie tells me you like giving blowjobs. Is that right? he asked.

At that point the tequila had fully kicked in, so without speaking, I smiled back at him and nodded in the affirmative.

Awesome, he said to me.

He took my left hand, and gently pulled me towards our sofa.

He sat and pulled me to sit down next to him, which I let him do.

Tammie had poured more shots for us, handed us ours, picked up one for herself, we touched glasses briefly, and back they went.

When I was done with mine, my head was swimming a little bit. I handed my shot glass to Tammie.

That's when I saw that Charles' hands were unbuckling his belt. When I saw that, I felt my cock jump a little bit.

Once he got that done, and unbuttoned his pants, he arched his back and pushed down his pants and underwear all at once, releasing his beautiful black cock.

Already semi-hard, I really didn't see any reason to be bashful, so I got off of the couch, removed his shoes then slid his pants and underwear the rest of the way off.

I got down on my knees and separated his legs and moved up between them.

With my right hand, I grabbed his cock gently and tenderly rubbed his inner thigh with my left hand.

I began to lick the head, then up and down one side of his cock, then the other.

I let a big spit wad drip out of my mouth, which was very wet, down onto the tip of his cock so I had some lubrication to stroke his cock with, then took the entire head between my lips, once, then out, then back in, back out, then it was time to get busy sucking his lovely cock.

I saw Tammie sit on the couch so she could be in a perfect position to watch me give a blowjob to her coworker.

It had been awhile since I had a chance to suck cock, so this was really a treat, especially since I had an audience.

I got my timing down, stroking and sucking in unison, and when I looked up at Charles, his head was back and I could tell he was enjoying my mouth. And Tammie was enjoying the show too.

I felt that Charles was getting close, so I took him out of my mouth and said, "Sir, where would you like to cum?"

I saw him look over at Tammie, and she said on my face. He looked down at me, and nodded.

"As you wish, sir," I said, then got back to work to earn his cum.

I knew he was very close when he put a hand on the back of my head, pushing his dick to the back of my throat.

Then I felt his stomach tighten up, and his legs went straight, so I pulled him out, started to slap the head against my tongue and open mouth, and that was when I got the first taste.

3 or 4 more spurts painted my cheeks, hair and neck.

Tammie didn't miss this chance to use her phone to get a few shots of the whole process, and I wasn't going to complain, as I thought that we would look at them later after he left.

Charles bucked like at mule and I did my best to get every bit out of him. There was a last little bit right on the tip, and I looked at Tammie at the perfect time for her to get another pic of my tongue taking it off the head.

Once I was done, she asked me to look at her for one more pic looking into the camera with my fresh facial, and I gave her a shy smile for the shot.

Being completely satisfied, Charles told me that was the best blowjob that he's ever had.

I told him that before I met Tammie, I had lots of practice back in my hometown.

He just sat there for a bit, asked for a glass of water, which Tammie was glad to provide to him.

"Looks like my boyfriend is a pretty good cocksucker, wouldn't you say Charles?", she said.

"Really good!", he said.

After a few more minutes, Charles reached for his clothes and began getting dressed.

I got a towel and cleaned up a bit, so I would be able to say thank you to him for letting me be his cocksucker, and I would be glad to do it again anytime he wanted, as long as Tammie was okay with it.

We shook hands, he gave Tammie a hug, and he headed for the door.

Once his car pulled away, we plopped down on the couch together.

"Did you enjoy that?", I asked her.

"That was super hot!", she said.

I told her good, but that I was ready for bed, as I was drunk and pretty tired.

She agreed, so we turned off the music and lights, and I followed her into our bedroom, and slept hard.

We both slept in since it was Saturday, and neither of us had to work that day, so once we got up, we made breakfast together and sat down to eat at the kitchen table.

"I watched you suck a black cock last night, Mister", she said.

"And he shot his cum all over your face, and you loved it, didn't you?", she asked.

"Yes, I really loved being his cocksucker, especially in front of you", I said.

She asked me if I had ever had black cocks come through the Glory Holes back home, and I had to admit that several times they had.

"Well, now that I've watched you suck cock, maybe you should have to watch me eat pussy until she cums on my face", she said.

I asked her if she had ever done that before, and she said that she had not, but fantasized about it several times.

"Well, since I work with only men, you will have to pick the woman yourself", I said.

"Have you wanted to suck cock for any of the guys that you work with?" Tammie asked.

"Oh hell yeah", I said.

"There's a Gunnery Sergeant in my unit that I think he's caught me checking out his package before, but getting busted would be a death sentence to both of us", I told her.

"Tell me about him", Tammie said.

"Well, he's in really good shape for a guy in his late forties. And he's black too", I said with a sly smile on my face.

"Oh, am I starting to see a pattern here?", Tammie asked.

"Do you love black cock, Mr?", she asked.

"Yes, I really do. I actually have fantasized about meeting 3 black men taking turns with me, doing anything and everything that they want", I admitted.

"Sounds like we need to take a weekend out of town so we can make that dream come true for my little cocksucker", she said.

As I finished my breakfast, I wished that would come true, indeed!