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Life at Norfolk When the first of my cruises with the guys was behind me, my social life settled into a less exotic pattern. It was predictable, but never dull or routine. It reminded me a lot of the life I’d had for most of my college years when I had sex with my roommate/best friend/teammate Len two or three times a day and with our suitemates Louis and Micky a couple of times per week. Added to that were the occasions when I entertained the coach or several members of the baseball tea
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The Grande Finale Once we got to the upper deck of the Party Boy, Fred wasted little time in getting me stripped naked and on all fours with my ass arched up and waiting, my hole lubed up and twitching at him. He entered me firmly, bringing a small gasp out of my throat as he pushed through my sphincter and into my being. Fred’s thrusts were deliberate, long and moderately paced, forcing me to take him to the hilt. He hit my prostate in a very nice way and got me to moaning enough that w
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@akascrubber, you are so good at summarizing each chapter. I love it! @chris191070 and @RJRBD100, you guys give me so much great feedback. Thank you, all of you, and everyone else who gets invested in the characters of these stories. To your question, @RJRBD100, there is a lot more intimacy ahead for Jody. Will he form a true romance? We'll have to wait and see! Stay tuned!
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How to Answer a Probing Question and What Happens Next To tell the truth, I was not really surprised by Lawrence asking me if I wanted to try out the pillory. The guys seemed to be wanting to test my limits a bit and, even though the men were very caring, kind gentlemen I trusted not to force me into anything, they did seem to have an interest in some kinky, not-quite-S&M sexual stuff. I looked at the pillory and felt my cock twitch in response to the concept of being restrained and
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Wedding Bells Blade had been dating a young lady from Newport News for almost a year when I got to Norfolk. Blade and Georgette celebrated their anniversary in mid-April and got engaged, which surprised all the guys who knew Blade’s other side. The happy couple decided to get married in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware, on June 14, so we spent the weekend there. Brandon was Blade’s best man with Scott and me his groomsmen. I was paired with a sex-pistol named Chrystal who grew up with Georgette
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Morning Check-Up The next morning, I awoke to Alex carrying in a tray of coffee with cream and sugar. A glance out the window onto the patio showed a bright day that looked almost like noontime. The bedside clock showed 11:20 and I was surprised at how late Brandon and I had slept. Alex left the coffee, saying, “Brunch in half an hour.” As we doctored our coffees to our liking, Brandon said, “How do you feel this morning?” “Oh, God, Brandon,” I said to stall while I took a ment
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A Routine of Fun and Connection On Saturday March 1, Scott and I helped Brandon and Blade (pictured) move into their new apartment, a nice two-bedroom unit a couple of miles off base in an area called Colony Point that overlooked a portion of the Lafayette River. The apartment was not fancy, but it did feature a balcony with an impressive view of the river. Living at the apartment would be less convenient than at the BOQ, but it would provide a lot more privacy and would be more fun, no
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Back for More We’d had a lovely dinner, a fabulous round of poke Jody, a shower, and a dessert break and now it was time for more wonderful sex. As soon as our underwear was removed, I was drawn into a big kiss by Vern. As we stood in the middle of the room snogging like nothing else existed but our lips and tongues, I became aware of my name being called. For a moment I thought it was quite rude to interrupt this wonderful kiss, but Vern pulled back and I looked in the direction of
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Dinner for Six Dinner was quite nice, featuring chicken baked in an unusual cranberry sauce, wild rice, and sautéed green beans with a tossed salad on the side. Dinner conversation was lively as we talked about base events and the other guys who often joined the group for parties. Most of the guys in the group identified as heterosexual, including several who were married and a couple who often dated women. A couple of the guys admitted to being bisexual and a couple acknowledged being g
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Sunday in D.C. The next morning I got to taste Scott’s sperm, which was a bit stronger in flavor than either Brandon’s or Blade’s. I thought I could tell the difference well enough to distinguish one lieutenant’s cum from the others’. How cool was that? While I was working to get my first taste of Scott’s uniqueness, I received another dose of Blade’s spunk administered doggie style in my butthole. Of course, the uber-top Brandon was very happy with sloppy seconds and gave me yet anothe
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The Morning After The next morning, we all slept late, finally awakened at 10:15 by the housekeeper’s keys rapping on our door. Somebody from the other bed yelled out, “Please come back later!” For a few minutes everyone lay still, trying to salvage the bliss of sleeping in, but finally Scott bounded into the bathroom, where sounds of a long-overdue piss lasted for a while before he returned to bed. Next up was Brandon, who more-or-less replayed Scott’s pee sounds, but, rather than retur
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Naval Base Routines Friday nights we usually spent at the Club, getting rather soused to celebrate the end of the work week. I had not done a lot of drinking in college, so I was learning everything I’d missed in Chapel Hill. After several hangovers, including one that involved some particularly nasty projectile vomiting, I decided to limit myself to four drinks in an evening. After much kidding around and eventually getting Brandon’s endorsement, Scott and Blade agreed to help me stick
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Day One Norfolk Naval Base was my home beginning on Tuesday, January 21, 1975. I registered at the BOQ the night before and found my room on the second floor near the west end. From the window I had a view of ships at dock about a quarter of a mile away. I was treated quite civilly as I took care of a bit of paperwork to get my room assignment and obtained the information about what I was scheduled for the next day. A couple of the guys who lived on my wing stopped by to meet me a
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Prologue Hey, I’m Jody DiFranco, originally from Charlotte, North Carolina. I’m 23 years old, and I received my BA in Finance from the University of North Carolina in June of 1974. I had already enlisted in the US Navy and received my papers to attend Officer Candidate School at the US Naval War College located in Newport, Rhode Island. My father had been a Navy pilot during World War II and for a few years after that. I actually had some very early memories of living in base housing
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After graduating from the University of North Carolina in 1974, Jody DiFranco joins the US Navy and moves to Newport for OCS and then Norfolk for his first assignment. Having known since childhood he was attracted to guys, Jody learns lots about M2M sex on the varsity baseball squad at UNC. As he makes the transition from UNC to USN, he has great concerns about fitting into military society where he might lose his career if his sexuality becomes known. Join Jody as he maneuvers through his new life in search of belonging and fulfillment.
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Hi @CCinPS. Everything I write is about the sex I wish I had had but am probably lucky I didn't, right? What I love is letting my fantasies come to life and when they happen to mirror other guys' dreams, so much the better! Thanks for your nice comments!
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Thank you, @akascrubber! I appreciate your kind words and the feedback!
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Thanks, @chris191070. I'm very glad you enjoyed this part of Jody's journey. I hope you will enjoy Part 2 as much!
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Senior Year As my freshman suitemate Quinn had predicted at the beginning of the fall semester, my senior year was indeed a great year. My coursework was mostly interesting and my grades were good. My baseball scholarship covered my bills with a little augmentation from my savings from my summer salary and some nice gifts from my parents. I bought a Chevy Monte Carlo that provided some classy transportation that impressed the sorority girls whenever I needed a public date. And I h
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Thinking about the Future During my senior year, I thought a lot about what I would do next. I wanted to go to graduate school and hoped to go into a corporate finance department after that. But, there was the issue of military service standing between me and that vision of my future life. In 1969, with the War in Vietnam at its unpopular peak, the government established a lottery for drafting young men into all branches of the service, although most draftees went to the Army since
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Summer 1973 The first few weeks of summer were quite busy as there were a lot of major events to fit into the schedule. As I’ve already described, Len and I along with his fiancée Becca and her maid of honor Alicia had a weekend in Omaha to see the collegiate world series finals. After our trip to Omaha, Len and I drove back to Charlotte in his big old Bonneville. I had to return a week later for the summer baseball camp and some hot times with Coach Stan, but I did have a week’s v
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Big Changes My junior year was Len’s and Micky’s and Louis’ senior year. It wasn’t obvious at first, but soon became clear that all three of them had subtle, but significant, changes in their general attitudes and approach to life. The first big shake-up happened the weekend after we all got back to campus, before classes had even started. Gorgeous Louis went out to dinner with Loretta on Friday night while the rest of us stayed in to try to get our suite set up for an easy year.
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@CCinPS, thank you very much for your kind words about Hustler at the Capitol. I'm always thrilled when a reader makes the effort to thank me for the writing. I often fall in love with my characters, as I did with both Art and Mike, and that makes the development of the story a great time for me. I hope you will enjoy some of the others. Cheers. PS -- Is that Palm Springs?
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Summer of '72 For the remainder of the summer of 1972, I ate lunch with my new paramour Jeff each weekday in the company cafeteria. We were close together all day in the office where we were working on the same accounts and discussing how to handle certain entries in the ledgers. I learned a lot of practical accounting from him and I also learned a lot about life as a single gay man. Jeff was 41 years old, had grown up in Savannah, Georgia, and had the slow, drippy accent to
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Spring The spring of 1971 set the patterns that played out throughout my four wonderful years as a Tar Heel and, indeed, through my time in the Navy, too. In addition to the team celebrations (sex parties), I still took good care of Len’s libido at other times and neither Micky nor Louis ever had any complaints either. Coach Stan (pictured) fucked me once a week at a celebration. I think he wanted to show the team that he was a natural top man, which he so was! He also fucked me late at
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