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Samuel and I went through our morning routine the day after the handjob in a sort of grinning awkwardness. The only acknowledgment of what had happened was Sam feigning throwing his cum-encrusted towel at me when he got up. No comment was made until we were sitting in the galley at lunch and someone started going on comically about how horny he was. ?Yeah,? said Sam amidst the group's laughter. ?I had a sex dream last night. Don't really remember it, but it must have been hot. Even with jackin' off I woke up horny.? Everyone laughed and a few of the guys acted disgusted that he'd admitted to masturbation. Doubtless they were the guys who beat it constantly. ?Best look out, Kenny,? said a big islander named Shawn. ?He's gonna be shootin' it all over your room. Might wanna wear foul weather gear to bed.? He mimed stroking an enormous cock, jerking it around like it was out of control and spraying everyone at the table. ?Nah,? said a Filipino kid named Manny. ?You heard him. That didn't get it done. Kenny needs to sleep with one eye open. Sammy's a big dude.? ?Remember,? said Shawn, ?it ain't gay if it's angry.? Everyone laughed, me included. Even so, I was careful not to look at Sam. My return fire waited until we got back to the room. He walked in just ahead of me, and the second the door latched I grabbed his ass hard with both hands and shoved him up against his locker. ?What the fuck?? he said. ?Don't worry, big guy,? I said. ?It ain't gay if it's angry. I'll just have to slap your cock around next time it needs attention in the middle of the night.? ?Fucker,? he said with a laugh. ?Get off me. Let's get naked. Oh, oops, I mean showered.? He was grinning widely as he stripped down. ?You know,? I said, ?we're gonna have to start doing our studying in the lounge. Second we get to the room it gets... ah... angry.? ?Shut up,? he said, but he was laughing when he said it. Ten minutes later we were back in the room, clean and shiny. And naked. This time Sam stood facing me as he rubbed me down, his touch lingering on my cock and ass. And once again, when he was finished he left his arms around me for a while. This time it was simply an embrace, chest to chest, my arms around him, too. When I finally got around to grabbing the lotion I spent probably five full minutes putting it on his back. ?Hey,? I said when I couldn't justify fondling his butt anymore. ?Sit down on the couch.? He did, looking at me curiously. The arched brow turned into a big grin when I sat down astride his lap, facing him. ?Damn,? I said. ?You really are a big motherfucker.? There was barely a pretense that it was about moisturizing his skin. I put the lotion on, to be sure, but when it was well and truly rubbed in I still sat there, slowly stroking his cock with one hand and touching his chest Tüyap escort bayan and abs with the other. I fully expected Sam to stop me as he'd done before. But not this time. He watched me stroke him for a long time, then gently took my cock in his hand. A moment later his other hand moved down to my balls. No doubt about it, we were officially jacking each other off. Needless to say, it didn't take long. I'd been pent up for weeks, and he was little better off. And I was staring into the eyes of by far the sexiest person I'd ever touched. Love to tell you it went on for an hour, but I'd be lying. It was his empathy, of all things, that sent me over the falls. A few minutes after he started stroking me he started to look absolutely ecstatic, like he was about to cum. When I realized that what he was doing was staring at my face and unconsciously mirroring my expression, it was too much. I came all over him. My balls emptied their weeks of frustration in a torrent. Sam joined in before I'd even finished. It actually took me a second to realize I wasn't the only one groaning, and I barely had enough coherence to keep stroking him through his orgasm. By the time we were both finished the poor guy was absolutely soaked with cum. It took a while for clarity to return to my brain, but when it did I watched Sam curiously. Sometimes guys magically turn straight again in their refractory period. And I'd gone to bed without seeing his reaction the night before. I needn't have worried. He never even let go of my cock. While I was watching his face he was staring down at my lap, gently milking the last drops out of me and lightly fondling my balls. It took a couple minutes for him to even look up at me, and when he did the lust on his face was raw and undeniable. And, once again, too much for my self control. Without thinking it through, I leaned in and kissed him. Not hard and not for long, but an unmistakably romantic kiss. We both froze, and I held my breath for what seemed like an hour, waiting to see if I'd ruined everything. ?Well,? he said, ?that was definitely the next level.? ?Yes, it was,? I said. ?Pretty angry level,? he said. ?Yes, it was,? I said, grinning widely. ?Don't be grinnin' at me,? he said, smiling himself. ?I'm having an existential conflict.? ?You exist,? I said. ?Conflict resolved. And just so I'm clear: You're soaked in nut and still holding my dick, but it's a little peck on the lips that's freaking you out.? ?Hey,? he said. ?I been thinking about your dick for a while now. Had my hands on it, got used to it. Kind of like it, even though it just spit all over me.? ?Kind of?? I said. ?Please.? ?But,? he said, ignoring my interruption, ?this is new. I hadn't thought about kissing you.? ?Liar.? He tried Tüyap escort to retort, but all that came out was a laugh. ?Uh huh,? I said. ?And yet here we are talking instead of doing.? ?Yeah, all right,? he said. ?Let's see. Do it again.? I tried for teasing and light, but we were way too into each other for that. The first touch of our lips was exploratory. The second was more intense. The third had all the carefully repressed energy of weeks of flirtation and play. His mouth opened the instant mine did, and he moaned when our tongues met. It was quickly apparent that he liked to be the aggressor, and I was happy to let him. His tongue pushed into my mouth forcefully and the hand that wasn't holding my cock came up to pull my head in hard. Wayward and mischievous souls met in that kiss. By the time we broke it I was lying on the couch, Sam half on top of me, and time had ceased to have any meaning. We may have made out all night had the roving patrol not slammed a door nearby, breaking our reverie. He was still holding my cock, but at some point I'd lost my grip on his. One of my arms was around his neck, the other halfway around his broad back, idly stroking the big muscles there. We stared at each other from six inches apart for a while until the world came back into focus. ?All right,? he said. ?So, yes. Kissing is good.? ?Fuck, Sam,? I said, still a little breathless. ?Yeah.? He grinned. ?You, ah, need more lotion.? My cock was hard as steel in his hand. I started to say something clever, but he ran his thumb across my glans and I settled for gasping and bucking my hips. ?You're never going to sleep like this,? he whispered, his hand stroking me with intent. I pulled his head back down and we kissed like lovers for another unknowable time, the orgasm slowly building until at last it overwhelmed me and I came all over both of us. ?You know,? he said when I was coherent again, ?getting off with our faces mashed together might just cross the line into angry.? ?Yeah,? I said, ?good luck selling that joke. I'd need really good drugs to get any farther from angry right now.? ?So selfish,? he said with a grin. ?You're happy, sure, but I'm still angry as fuck. I mean, I'm furious here.? ?Let me up,? I said. ?Maybe I can calm your rage.? I expected a complicated untangling, but he just sat up, lifting me right back where I'd started astride his lap. Now that I'm a full-sized grownup I try to remember how much fun it can be to be manhandled by a bigger and stronger person. In the right mood, it's such a turn-on. His cock was half erect. I took it in both hands and kissed him again. ?What d'ya think?? I said. ?Up for one more next level?? ?Now I'm scared,? he said, smiling again. ?What level?? ?Well,? I said, ?rumor has it kissing Escort Tüyap is good.? ?Oh, man,? he said, his smile widening as he caught on. ?That's... oh, man.? There was a long, quiet pause, during which his cock and my grin grew at about the same rate. ?Seriously?? I said. ?This is a tough decision?? ?Not by itself,? he said. ?But you're gonna want me to return the favor.? ?Not tonight,? I said, then laughed. ?Don't mean to push you, Sam. I know I gotta give you time to adjust before we inch across that next line. You're like a cat in a new house, sniffing all around every room. And always thinking the next one might be a trap.? ?Yeah, yeah,? he said. ?Like you got no fear.? ?I got plenty of fear,? I said. ?But not of you. Not anymore.? ?The kissing didn't freak you out? Idea of sucking my cock doesn't freak you out?? ?Samuel,? I said, my voice a whisper. ?I've been dying to kiss your beautiful cock since the first time I touched it. Nothing's going to freak me out. If it were up to me, we'd have been fucking each other's brains out since the night the idiots left.? He didn't speak, but his cock pulsed in my hands and a second later he pulled me in for another long kiss. We stayed like that the entire time I stroked his cock, not even breaking the kiss when his participation in it had become just a series of moans into my mouth. His orgasm was almost as impressive as the first had been. I reflected wryly that my new lover seemed to be part fire hose. Normally we didn't even acknowledge our sexual activities until after all our duties were done, but the next morning as we checked each other's uniforms?keeping white uniforms clean being one of the major activities of everyone in the Navy?he put a hand on my neck and grinned. ?Kenny,? he said. ?What the fuck did I turn down last night?? ?Only man on record ever to say no to that,? I said. ?Ever. Since the beginning of time. I checked.? ?Probably not true,? he said with a laugh. ?But still. Always say my momma didn't raise any dummies. Possible I'm wrong.? ?Possible.? ?Hey,? he said. ?You mean what you said about fucking? Or was that... is hyperbole the word I want?? ?Think it is, yeah. And that's a question for when we're batshit crazy with lust. Ask me again when you're out of your mind hot for me.? ?Okay,? he said with a grin. ?You mean what you said about fucking?? ?Yes,? I said, returning the grin. ?Damn it. How am I supposed to think about class today?? ?Hey, you asked,? I said, turning away to grab my stuff. ?This is why I try not to think about sex until evening muster.? ?Ken,? he said, pulling me back against him to whisper in my ear, ?I think about sex every time I look at you. All day, every day.? And he was gone. It's possible I was blushing a little as I headed out to muster. On reflection the idea of studying in the common lounge really did sound like a good one. We'd kept each other up until two in the morning with reveille before six, which didn't exactly bode well for our self-discipline. So I settled in right after class, Sam smirking somewhat wryly as he joined me.