More Military

It happens to be a coincidence that I spend much of my time (at home, or away) near Military garrison towns, so perhaps no surprise that I meet with Military men fairly often. It's not planned that way.

So, yesterday, I was in a another garrison town where I'd been a for a couple of days, and where I've met a 'straight' paratrooper 4 times before. He is a bit unreliable, but I tend to let him know when I'm about and if anything comes of it, bonus.

Yesterday was one such day. He wrote to say he could meet up 'later'....although from experience, I know that doesn't mean he will. So, I replied and explained that I was heading home when done for the day, so he could either come over then...but if not, I'd just head off home.

It was the truth, but it seemed to work in that there was no messing about. When I messaged him to say I was now free, he responded to say he'd be over in 20 mins....which he was.

The apartment is in the process of being sold, so there's not much left in it. However, there is still a sofa bed I dragged the futon style mattress to the (now) empty bedroom and lay it on the floor there, where there's more room.

Kieran is 30, 6ft 1 and claims to be interested in meeting women or couples. He says that it puts some women off to mention on his profile that he's willing to meet single men, apparently? I'd not know!

He's yet another who won't kiss men, suck cock or be fucked...but the rest is ok (gee.,,thanks. Makes me feel special lol).

He's Irish and has those beautiful Smiling Irish Eyes with lashes which any drag Queen would be proud of. He has quite a round face with black shaggy hair, still wet from the shower, when he arrived. In the past, he's had some serious back surgery (had plates inserted) which has probably got something to do with his physical shape not being what it once was. He's still quite fit, with strong slim legs, a firm butt and pecs, is but starting to lose a battle round the waist. Of course, the 'beer fridge' he's recently bought, may have something to do with it.

So, Kieran arrived, chatted nicely... as he does.....as he quickly and routinely disrobed with NO level of self consciousness at all. Once naked, he jiggles his newly freed ball sack about before settling his heavily tattooed body, face down, on the towel covered mattress, legs WIDE apart, cock and balls visible.

Much as he doesn't like anything going the wrong way beyond his anal hoop, he LOVES being rimmed. It's like he can sense when I'm heading in for a taste and raises his arse for better access. I don't NORMALLY start a massage by burying my face in between a meaty pair of buns, but I figured he'd not mind. I was excessively horny.

So, sitting between his spread legs, before smoothing oil on his back, I leaned forward.... and as if my magic, his arse raised in the air, spreading his edible, mildly hairy cheeks, and presenting his pucker for some attention.

I headed in for a few long, wet licks from his balls to the top of his crack before venturing deeper, probing is pink pooper, with an eager tongue. For someone who is particular as to what's happening with his arse, it's surprisingly obliging when dipping a tongue in as far as possible.

I didn't linger too long as I know from experience that too much sexual stimulation too early can lead to things happening quicker than planned, and when with a sexy fell like Kieran, I like to enjoy the meat on the plate :-)

So, I soon reverted to the massage, which you don't want to hear about, however, there were periodic rimming sessions while he was face down, and when on his back, a fair bit of cock fondling and sucking as things went along.

His tool is quite impressive. It's about 8 inches (21cm), uncut. But the nob head is relatively small and the shaft gets bigger the further down the shaft you go. An idea shape for deepthroating and anal. I find I can deep throat him no problem...and he reacts well to it.

I may be wrong, but I get the feeling he is a closet 'dirty fucker' who would enjoy trying most things if he wasn't constrained by an element of macho pride. He seems to have no inhibitions about his body, but if he could let go of the restricting limits.....he'd be awesome.

He says he's not 'in to men' but...for example, when he first turned on to his back, I massaged the sides of his neck and shoulders. So nothing sexual. As you might expect, he wasn't erect. However, I next massaged his arms. I take one arm at time, grip the wrist with my left hand and hold his arm straight, so I can then massage along the length of it with my right hand. However, I placed my cock in his palm, which he instantly gripped. As I continued to work on his arm, I'd 'fuck' his fist. While this was happening, he'd get hard. Once I stopped that activity to manipulate his hands, he went flaccid again. I'd then swap sides and repeat the process...which had a same effect on him. So he was clearly turned on by having hard cock in his hand. To me, that suggest he likes man meat more than he cares to admit.

So....moving on, I was back between his legs, working on his abdomen, I'd comfortably take his ingestible pink flute (more of an 'oboe' :-) down my throat as he opened his legs even wider and let out long breathy sighs, arching his back; head back; his arms out wide. Physically, all the signals are saying, 'I'm open, I'm yours'. Being such an easy cock to swallow, I spent a fair bit of time pleasuring him, while gently fingering his hole. I know from experience with him, go too far inside and he tenses up.

Kieran is generally quite quiet while he's getting attention, apart from the sighs. But once in a while, he speaks clearly and concisely with his sexy Irish accent. He might just say, 'That feels so fock'n' good', or 'I'm fock'n loiken that'

If there's anything to encourage you to continue as you are, it's a sexy, naked, big dicked, 'straight' Irish Paratrooper, laying spreadeagled and telling you how much he's enjoying the attention you're giving his meat.

The first time we met, I sucked him to completion while he video'd the event (the picture is a screenshot from the video), as his tasty seamen shot down the back of my throat and dribbled out, down the side of his phallus as I lapped up the last drops.

The first time he fucked me was also videoed....

so I was fairly confident that he'd have no issue with me reaching out for my phone at some point..but the daylight was fading and there was only a small lamp on in the room. So, having completed some 15 mins of cock sucking, deep throating, nob nibbling and ball licking...not that he seemed bored (fuck.,..he was a still as stiff as a poker), I figure it was time to move on. Besides, he brought poppers with him which were ready at hand, but as yet, hadn't used them. I never asked, but I wondered when he liked to indulge. Maybe he was too lost in the moment to bother, or was saving it for cumming? However, it wasn't long before I found out.

A couple of times, I had the feeling that his balls were close to kicking up gear to pump out his jizz...but with changes of activity I'd managed to hold him back, so far. It's a constant conundrum knowing where I want a guys load. Granted, I sometimes don't get a choice, which suits me fine, but when I know I have ANY option available to me (throat, face, body, up my arse, on my cock, in my hand, on him....what a waste that'd be), it's like being in a cake shop.

On this occasion, having been several weeks since a penis opened my hoop, I felt that was the way to go, especially knowing that he has the ideal shape for ploughing into me. 8 inches with that smaller head and widening girth.. Works for me.

I quickly moved to sit astride his torso, and with a heathy dose of silicone gel liberally applied, I positioned his man skewer over my pucker and gently lowered myself to the root. The whole process took maybe 15 seconds, but with an 'Oooooo Yeaah' he lifted his head to take a look...reaching out for the poppers and inhaled deeply. Quickly adjusting to his self imposed invasion of my anal canal, I began to writhe about, feeling the tightness of my ring around his fat cock, enjoying the sensation if it filling my insides, repeatedly.

Poppered up, his head flopped back and his hands initially rested lightly on my thighs. I reached out for my phone. Much as I live to have a souvenir of these meetings, having to focus on fiddling with a phone...with oily hands...can spoil the moment sometimes, so I wanted to get things now...before it also got too dark. As he adjusted to the poppers wearing off, he lifted his head again, took my erect cock in his hand and proceeded to wank me. With some vigor to start with. He kept his head raised, looking at my groin.

Hmmm...again...he seems to be just a BIT too interested in cock to not have a secret desire to take things further, but for now, I managed to get the video working...as you can see. (attached).

I did try and 2nd vid of his cock penetrating my rear, but with oily hands and failing light..it wasn't worth the effort. So I tossed it aside and concentrated on the action. He was into now. Still wanking my cock and looking, intently. He wasn't exactly joining in with much hip action, but there was some movement from him. I felt he WANTED to fuck. Again, I wondered if he was close to cumming, so wanting him to take a bit of the effort, I lifted myself from him and instructed him on to his knees. In no time at all, I was on all fours backing up to his ramrod, refilling the void he momentarily left empty.

Putting his hands on my shoulders He pulled himself in TIGHT and held that position for a moment. It felt amazing. He then stretched his right arm underneath me and took hold of my dick again. His shafting motion was short and sharp at that point, as if in time with the action of cleaning my rifle. It didn't last too long. The back end motion swiftly became a longer action, pulling almost all the way out before smuggling the bone fully back into the cave. It wasn't long before he suddenly stopped still...resting his hands on my arse.

"Oi think Oi'm gonna cum soown' he said casually, as if he'd just decided he was having Toad In The Hole for supper.

He'd only been been at it a couple of minutes, but that was ok. Leave them wanting more, is my motto.

So, with the vote of approval from me, he inhaled another lungful of poppers and passed them to me...so I joined him this time. AS my head started to swim, with him rocking back and forth pounding into my arse, I started to wank myself while vocally encouraging him.

' Yeah Kieran, fuck my arse...fuck it HARD.

He was talking dirty too, both of us vaguely in our own amyl nitrate induced euphoric worlds for a short while. He was humping me intensely, gripping my butt cheeks tightly, while packing his meet inside me with an aggressive hip action, but it was now joined with him pushing and pulling me back and forth, in time with him ramming his rod into me good and hard.

Holding myself up on one arm in that intoxicated state was proving impossible. I lowered my head on to the mattress...leaving my arse in the air for his pleasuring. Several times he repeated "Oi'm coming any second. Oi'm coming soon, Fock Yeah!". His voice was clear but seemed distant as I took to beating my meat with renewed energy, while muttering words of encouragement to him.

Without warming, in virtual silence, he properly SLAMMED his dick into me twice...and then holding it it in, he pushed further as if wanted to get his tight balls inside me too. There were a couple of almost imperceptible growls as he was clearly pumping his man juices out, spewing the contents on his balls deep inside me. For those moments, I let my cock go and instead, fondled his ball sack and loudly exclaimed how good it felt to feel him unloading. I felt him shuddering as he continued to shed his drops. I quickly resumed my masturbating, wanting to spill my seed while he was still hard and inside me. It wasn't going to take long. My head was so horned up now...but he got where I was going with it and as his orgasm subsided, He resumed a half hearted fuck. It was enough. In no time al all...calling...'Fuck me Kieran. Plough my arse'....I was jettisoning creamy shots of spunk all over the towel. My orgasm obvious, Kieran obligingly committed to more effort, intensifying the effect on my nut as I clumsily knocked out the last drops of my delivery, spluttering and oozing....

The moment passed, but as Kieran pulled out, the feeling was almost enough to se me off again. However, he had 2 dogs to walk, so he soon dressed and went on his way...telling me about his new 'beer fridge' in the process! Still, I was happy with his payload nicely docked for my dive home.

As it happens, during my 2 hours drive, I could smell, 'sex'. I reminded me of the smell I always had after a night at the nude bars. Here's hoping they'll be open again soon!

The picture is from a vid of him cumming in my mouth, the first time we met.

https://video.wixstatic.com/video/42ffff_cfcc21a2cb9f4904a32a049e551a8e51/480p/mp4/file.mp4