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Monday, May 30, 2011

Marines and sailors

On leave, going to look for trouble

Before DADT there were thousands of gays stationed around my town – so many men, so little time

This post is in celebration of the repeal of DADT

WARNING

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By Paco Prado

Before Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” when I was living in Laguna Beach in the early eighties, there were around 100,000 marines at Camp Pendleton and over 20,000 sailors in San Diego. The number of sailors stationed in San Diego now is still 20,000 military personnel and 6,000 civilians. There are about 100,000 marines stationed at camp pendleton including marines who spend one month there for training during boot camp.

If one is to use common sense the math works out to about 12,000 to 15,000 gay men and women. Suppose that not all get weekend passes…only half perhaps. That is still a staggering number of young men going off base to attempt to get laid.

Naturally the first places they would frequent would be the gay bars. This was a veritable bonanza for picking up young military studs. Then there was the beach at Laguna Beach and other nearby beaches as well. The amount of guys who descended upon these beaches was incredible…often so horny that they would have inconvenient erections.

All of them were in top physical shape…some were drop dead gorgeous. So, for a person like me, I attract these guys because not only am I masculine but also have a physique the result of my weight training and being a personal trainer.

Sometimes they get together and pool their resources to rent rooms in nearby motels. Such was the case with these two sailors I met at the beach. What I didn’t know was that there were five of them and all of them were bottoms. Imagine that! I had to service them all and I thought my dick was going to fall off.

We left the beach Jan and Peter and got in my car…they somehow got dropped off at the beach and were without wheels. But the other three had already gotten the room and were at the beach somewhere else. We got to the motel and immediately engaged in hot and heavy sexual activity.

While we were inspired and already hot to the point that one of the sailors was about to shoot his load, the other three came in. They joined the action and these were even better looking…particularly one with a bubble butt that I couldn’t wait to eat and then fuck.

Another weekend I picked up a Marine at the local bar…the bar was one that sat right at the water’s edge…the name of which escapes me now. This guy was great…so handsome, so virile and so gay. You couldn’t tell by his appearance but when he opened his mouth you could detect a little bit of a lisp, a high pitch voice and then he used his hands a lot. Of course we can’t go by stereotypes but if there was an overt gay person in the marines this guy had to be the one.

He had a week leave and had rented a hotel room at the swanky Ritz Carlton over on Dana Point by San Juan Capistrano; right over by the beach. I suppose his family had money because he had some very substantial jewelry…a ring with a fucking diamond inset in it that was the size of a garbanzo bean…it must have cost a bundle.

He told me his name was Mike but I am not sure he was on the level. In any case, he was all about the fucking and as nice a body that he had, I couldn’t enjoy it because he wanted to get to the fucking right away. Then he took me back in his car which was an expensive convertible, looked like a BMW but was something else. He didn’t even say goodbye…I think he was stewing in his own homophobic juices.

After him I picked up a sailor…young and tender 19 year old from Kansas. He was adorable and loved to suck cock. We even spent the weekend together and fucked our brains out…as is to be expected, two nineteen year olds in a bed…well the walls had to be splattered with cum.