Hiking Hi-jinks in Sicily (my 2nd man2man)
I was on a brief training trip to NAS Sigonella (Naval Air Station, Sigonella, Italy) which is in Sicily. It's a beautiful location - close to the Adriatic Sea - right on the border of the Ionian and Mediterranean. The area is full of mountains and hills that are great for hiking.
While there, I took a few tours of the local area and got to know a couple of American USO employees (basically volunteers, considering what they're paid).
The USO did not have an installation there, however the USO had a small presence there occasionally helping the families of seamen and also helped with charitable and recreation activities for enlisted and their families.
On one of my days off, my roommate Shaun and I (I actually had a dorm with only one other occupant - the only time in the nearly 10 years at sea that I had semi privacy) decided to do a hike to a waterfall - I believe it was called Catafurco.
Shaun was about my age (around 30), was about 6' tall with a sort of Mid Western corn fed look about him. He was from Nebraska and was raised on a wheat farm. He was also married and had c***dren. Shaun was from a different carrier, but we shared ratings (job and rank)
We asked a USO friend we had made (also named Brad) for help getting there as he was the one who had told us about it.
Brad had been in the Navy for a short time and then became an employee of the USO when he separated. He went where he was needed throughout Europe. Brad was shortish (about 5'8" tall, with dark hair and olive skin - but the brightest blue eyes I'd ever seen (aside from mine ;). He was the typical blustery short guy. He constantly talked about pussy and how wonderful Italian women were.
All of Sicily is sort of imposed upon by Mt. Etna - and it goes from nice foothills to really steep inclines. We hiked up to this waterfall in the forest - it was a beautiful hike.
As we progressed from gradual grade to hell-like mountain - it was extremely hot. We all started with boots, PT shorts, shirts and sweat shirts. I had a small pack with water and snacks. One by one we all started taking layers off - till we were in PT shorts, boots and socks.
Brad kept commenting on how he had to take a piss - and how there was nothing better than standing there on a mountain with your dick hanging out in the wind - where miles below - nobody could see you.
I told him I agreed. Ever since I was a c***d, I loved peeing outside in nature. Just letting it all hang out - the warm wind caresses your pubes and somehow brings you really close to a primal natural state. Ever since I was a teenager, every opportunity I could get, I would also jerk off outside. In the hills near my home or by a river. Didn't matter.
We started talking about our lives. Shaun and I were a bit jealous of Brad and his Italian woman conquest stories - we were both married and weren't really the type to cheat with other women. And it all sounded a bit contrived. You know the adage - when someone talks about the fact that they have a shit ton of sex, they are usually all talk. That's how Brad seemed.
We were getting pretty horned up though - with all Brad's talk of pussy and tits.
The trail was a bit crowded. So we never took those leaks Brad kept talking about. I did notice Brad was staring at both Shaun and me a lot. His eyes kept darting down to our crotches. At first, Brad's looks just seemed like long eye contact. Then his eyes would dart down to my crotch. PT shorts are not the most modest things. It's very easy to see what's going on underneath. Soon I found myself doing the same things - and I noticed Shaun doing it as well. It appeared as if none of us could resist looking to see - and noticing the faint outline of semi-hard dicks.
We made it to the waterfall, took some pictures, got our heads (and bodies as it turned out) soaking wet underneath the fall, chatted for a few minutes with each other and some other tourists - and had a snack.
We were beginning to head back when three extremely well built hotties approached the waterfall. We said ciao and they all said hello - in perfect English. We asked them where they were from and it turned out they were Canadian. They were on vacation and had heard it was a nice hike.
Brad started acting really obnoxious - telling them they should go under the water and let us see them wet. They were visibly annoyed. He said a few more crude things to the girls. I told him to cool it if he was interested, and he said he really wanted to fuck a girl by a waterfall. Shaun told Brad that they were annoyed with his tactics - and he should handle it differently if he wanted to get anywhere. He didn't listen. The girls were obviously staying away from us.
We took one last dip under the waterfall and started heading back.
We gave Brad a hard time about his obnoxious tactics and told he we didn't believe all his conquest stories anymore - typical guy ribbing.
Brad suggested a less traveled way down that would be cooler since it was close to a creek - it was an old trail that not a lot of people used, because it was steeper in places and was a bit longer in distance - but faster.
We proceeded down the old trail.
Sweating up a storm, we stopped by the side of the creek and about 50 yards in the distance I noticed what appeared to be a primitive camp sight on the other side of the creek.
I'm a natural explorer. I hopped across rocks and got to the other side. The others followed. We found a fire pit, some trash and old food wrappers, etc. We sat down on rocks and logs. Shaun noticed something glossy under a log and moved it to find a stash of porno mags. Not hustler or penthouse types of magazines, but high quality glossy full on porn - I think they were the old "Private" European mags.
We all began thumbing through the magazines and sharing our favorites when Brad again said "I'm gonna take a piss".
Instead of walking over to the brush, he stood there - unzipped and began stretching out his dick in front of us.
It was average sized and his pubes were lighter than his hair and had a reddish tinge to them.
Sean and I told him to "put that thing away - we're not interested" in a teasing manner. We feigned being uncomfortable. I told him to at least do it where nobody could see him from the trail. He walked a bit further - dick still hanging out - into the trees where he was out of sight from the trail. Within a few seconds, Shaun and I joined him and all three of us were standing there, in a circle with our dicks hanging out in the wind peeing.
We all had semis from the magazines. When we pushed the final streams of pee out - each of us just stood there. We all knew we should put our junk away and continue, but we all just kind of stood there shaking out dicks a bit too long - of course they were getting bigger and harder.
Soon, we were all watching each other furiously jerking off.
I really wanted to feel a dick in my hand - or in my mouth - I hadn't done anything since my shower experience - and I was just the receiver then.
I had never had a dick in my mouth. I had never tasted somebody else's cum. I had tasted my own as Rachel made me do it so I'd know what it was like when she did it.
I asked Shaun if he minded if I helped him out. He hesitated a little - and said he didn't want any help. Shit! I thought I'd blown it with my roommate - that he was gonna be awkward. But instead, he walked over and grabbed my dick and started stroking it.
Soon, Brad was grabbing Shaun's dick and I was grabbing Brad's dick.
It was a full on circle jerk where we were all helping each other.
I got down on my knees in front of Brad and he didn't seem to mind me jerking him from down there. I put my head closer and he still didn't seem to mind.
Shaun - seeing what I was about to do, came and stood right next to Brad and I began jacking both of them off. It was surreal - having two dicks that close to my face. I had never experienced anything like that. Never even really thought about it.
They were both oozing pre-cum. At first, I thought about wiping it off before stuck Brad's dick in my mouth - but curiosity got the best of me. I didn't mind the taste. Salty, a bit slippery on my tongue - not bad like I expected. I don't know why I assumed cum from someone else would taste "bad", since I didn't mind the taste of my own cum.
Soon, I was alternating between them both. After a minute, Brad got on his knees, I got up and he started blowing both of us.
Shaun apparently wanted a turn too - so of course he took one.
It may have been nervousness or just the newness of it all - but we all eventually went back to jerking off ourselves and blew our loads on the ground.
The other two started to clean their hands off and I told them to stop. I wanted to taste their cum.
I'm not sure what had gotten into me - I was on a wild streak of some kind - so I figured, why not?
They looked at each other - shrugged and extended their hands for me to taste.
They tasted about the same. One was slightly saltier than the other. I remember thinking that again - this wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.
I asked them if they wanted to try. Only Shaun nodded. We both stuck our hands out and he tasted our cum.
I asked him what he thought and he said he actually had tasted it before - and kind of liked it.
We awkwardly put our clothes back on and laughed a bit - awkwardly swearing to each other to secrecy.
We went on as if nothing ever happened. It was difficult sleeping in the same room with Shaun. We jerked off a few more times in the presence of each other in our dorm - but never actually touched each other again.
Because you know...we were straight.
I never told Rachel about this experience. By the time it happened, our marriage was almost over as it turned out.
My next m2m experience wouldn't happen until 5 or 6 years later.
While there, I took a few tours of the local area and got to know a couple of American USO employees (basically volunteers, considering what they're paid).
The USO did not have an installation there, however the USO had a small presence there occasionally helping the families of seamen and also helped with charitable and recreation activities for enlisted and their families.
On one of my days off, my roommate Shaun and I (I actually had a dorm with only one other occupant - the only time in the nearly 10 years at sea that I had semi privacy) decided to do a hike to a waterfall - I believe it was called Catafurco.
Shaun was about my age (around 30), was about 6' tall with a sort of Mid Western corn fed look about him. He was from Nebraska and was raised on a wheat farm. He was also married and had c***dren. Shaun was from a different carrier, but we shared ratings (job and rank)
We asked a USO friend we had made (also named Brad) for help getting there as he was the one who had told us about it.
Brad had been in the Navy for a short time and then became an employee of the USO when he separated. He went where he was needed throughout Europe. Brad was shortish (about 5'8" tall, with dark hair and olive skin - but the brightest blue eyes I'd ever seen (aside from mine ;). He was the typical blustery short guy. He constantly talked about pussy and how wonderful Italian women were.
All of Sicily is sort of imposed upon by Mt. Etna - and it goes from nice foothills to really steep inclines. We hiked up to this waterfall in the forest - it was a beautiful hike.
As we progressed from gradual grade to hell-like mountain - it was extremely hot. We all started with boots, PT shorts, shirts and sweat shirts. I had a small pack with water and snacks. One by one we all started taking layers off - till we were in PT shorts, boots and socks.
Brad kept commenting on how he had to take a piss - and how there was nothing better than standing there on a mountain with your dick hanging out in the wind - where miles below - nobody could see you.
I told him I agreed. Ever since I was a c***d, I loved peeing outside in nature. Just letting it all hang out - the warm wind caresses your pubes and somehow brings you really close to a primal natural state. Ever since I was a teenager, every opportunity I could get, I would also jerk off outside. In the hills near my home or by a river. Didn't matter.
We started talking about our lives. Shaun and I were a bit jealous of Brad and his Italian woman conquest stories - we were both married and weren't really the type to cheat with other women. And it all sounded a bit contrived. You know the adage - when someone talks about the fact that they have a shit ton of sex, they are usually all talk. That's how Brad seemed.
We were getting pretty horned up though - with all Brad's talk of pussy and tits.
The trail was a bit crowded. So we never took those leaks Brad kept talking about. I did notice Brad was staring at both Shaun and me a lot. His eyes kept darting down to our crotches. At first, Brad's looks just seemed like long eye contact. Then his eyes would dart down to my crotch. PT shorts are not the most modest things. It's very easy to see what's going on underneath. Soon I found myself doing the same things - and I noticed Shaun doing it as well. It appeared as if none of us could resist looking to see - and noticing the faint outline of semi-hard dicks.
We made it to the waterfall, took some pictures, got our heads (and bodies as it turned out) soaking wet underneath the fall, chatted for a few minutes with each other and some other tourists - and had a snack.
We were beginning to head back when three extremely well built hotties approached the waterfall. We said ciao and they all said hello - in perfect English. We asked them where they were from and it turned out they were Canadian. They were on vacation and had heard it was a nice hike.
Brad started acting really obnoxious - telling them they should go under the water and let us see them wet. They were visibly annoyed. He said a few more crude things to the girls. I told him to cool it if he was interested, and he said he really wanted to fuck a girl by a waterfall. Shaun told Brad that they were annoyed with his tactics - and he should handle it differently if he wanted to get anywhere. He didn't listen. The girls were obviously staying away from us.
We took one last dip under the waterfall and started heading back.
We gave Brad a hard time about his obnoxious tactics and told he we didn't believe all his conquest stories anymore - typical guy ribbing.
Brad suggested a less traveled way down that would be cooler since it was close to a creek - it was an old trail that not a lot of people used, because it was steeper in places and was a bit longer in distance - but faster.
We proceeded down the old trail.
Sweating up a storm, we stopped by the side of the creek and about 50 yards in the distance I noticed what appeared to be a primitive camp sight on the other side of the creek.
I'm a natural explorer. I hopped across rocks and got to the other side. The others followed. We found a fire pit, some trash and old food wrappers, etc. We sat down on rocks and logs. Shaun noticed something glossy under a log and moved it to find a stash of porno mags. Not hustler or penthouse types of magazines, but high quality glossy full on porn - I think they were the old "Private" European mags.
We all began thumbing through the magazines and sharing our favorites when Brad again said "I'm gonna take a piss".
Instead of walking over to the brush, he stood there - unzipped and began stretching out his dick in front of us.
It was average sized and his pubes were lighter than his hair and had a reddish tinge to them.
Sean and I told him to "put that thing away - we're not interested" in a teasing manner. We feigned being uncomfortable. I told him to at least do it where nobody could see him from the trail. He walked a bit further - dick still hanging out - into the trees where he was out of sight from the trail. Within a few seconds, Shaun and I joined him and all three of us were standing there, in a circle with our dicks hanging out in the wind peeing.
We all had semis from the magazines. When we pushed the final streams of pee out - each of us just stood there. We all knew we should put our junk away and continue, but we all just kind of stood there shaking out dicks a bit too long - of course they were getting bigger and harder.
Soon, we were all watching each other furiously jerking off.
I really wanted to feel a dick in my hand - or in my mouth - I hadn't done anything since my shower experience - and I was just the receiver then.
I had never had a dick in my mouth. I had never tasted somebody else's cum. I had tasted my own as Rachel made me do it so I'd know what it was like when she did it.
I asked Shaun if he minded if I helped him out. He hesitated a little - and said he didn't want any help. Shit! I thought I'd blown it with my roommate - that he was gonna be awkward. But instead, he walked over and grabbed my dick and started stroking it.
Soon, Brad was grabbing Shaun's dick and I was grabbing Brad's dick.
It was a full on circle jerk where we were all helping each other.
I got down on my knees in front of Brad and he didn't seem to mind me jerking him from down there. I put my head closer and he still didn't seem to mind.
Shaun - seeing what I was about to do, came and stood right next to Brad and I began jacking both of them off. It was surreal - having two dicks that close to my face. I had never experienced anything like that. Never even really thought about it.
They were both oozing pre-cum. At first, I thought about wiping it off before stuck Brad's dick in my mouth - but curiosity got the best of me. I didn't mind the taste. Salty, a bit slippery on my tongue - not bad like I expected. I don't know why I assumed cum from someone else would taste "bad", since I didn't mind the taste of my own cum.
Soon, I was alternating between them both. After a minute, Brad got on his knees, I got up and he started blowing both of us.
Shaun apparently wanted a turn too - so of course he took one.
It may have been nervousness or just the newness of it all - but we all eventually went back to jerking off ourselves and blew our loads on the ground.
The other two started to clean their hands off and I told them to stop. I wanted to taste their cum.
I'm not sure what had gotten into me - I was on a wild streak of some kind - so I figured, why not?
They looked at each other - shrugged and extended their hands for me to taste.
They tasted about the same. One was slightly saltier than the other. I remember thinking that again - this wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.
I asked them if they wanted to try. Only Shaun nodded. We both stuck our hands out and he tasted our cum.
I asked him what he thought and he said he actually had tasted it before - and kind of liked it.
We awkwardly put our clothes back on and laughed a bit - awkwardly swearing to each other to secrecy.
We went on as if nothing ever happened. It was difficult sleeping in the same room with Shaun. We jerked off a few more times in the presence of each other in our dorm - but never actually touched each other again.
Because you know...we were straight.
I never told Rachel about this experience. By the time it happened, our marriage was almost over as it turned out.
My next m2m experience wouldn't happen until 5 or 6 years later.
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