Army gay story of a slutty and wild young man

Army gay story: “Hey 🙌 and Hiiii 😉” I hate these two opening messages on Blued, but what to do 😣? Everyone uses it. This June I took up a part-time job at Leh, in Ladakh 🏔.

I longed to meet up with some local guy to make out with. The boys here were damn cute 😊, but they always roamed around with a girl (or even girls). How I wish, I could be in place of one of the girls 😋.

Blued (and the other gay ‘dating’ app, Grindr) is full of army personnel here. Every night I receive inboxfulls of Hey 🙌, Hiiii 😉 from the army jawans. With all due respect to the armed forces, muscular💪 , pehelwan-type sardar and fauji jawans are not my type.

Before proceeding further, two lines about me. A 21 year old boy from Eastern India, rather dark-complexioned, 5’6″ at 57 kgs – some call me cute, others don’t reply after seeing my photo (maybe I am not cute after all).

A previous story of mine at IGS can be found at Virginity losing story of a horny boy.

I was hell bored on that day. My cunt 🎯 needed some stretch badly. I hadn’t packed my improvised dildo 🍆(a PET preform 🍾) to Leh.

I can’t find anything to fuck myself with here (cucumbers 🥒 are damn costly here and they are quite limp – won’t satisfy my hole). Out of nowhere a polite ‘Hello?’ landed in my Blued inbox.

He was an army guy, but his manner of speaking made me set up a meeting with him (rather did my carnal desires arm-twisted me into meeting him?).

That lonely spot just beyond the airport boundary wall on the highway towards Kargil – we decided to meet there. Since neither of us could host, he decided to bring a car. 4:15…. he should have been there by now.

I scanned the road but no speck in sight. 4:18… no sign of life. 4:21… there was some cloud of dust, maybe that was his car? Aaah, there was a jeep, army livery with a man driving inside. (Btw, he was a 27-year old).

Well his bald head was shining in the setting sun. I hoped he was clean shaved down there too, as the tree always looks taller without the undergrowth. He reached while I was fantasizing whether he would be shaved or not.

He signalled me to enter the gypsy 🚗. Wah, an army liveried, exotic, four-wheel drive – thoughts raced in my mind about the car (and the cock) that I would be riding for the first time.

I looked around to double check that the road was empty as far as my eye could reach and no one was watching me climb into this vehicle (and the paradise of lust). The door shut behind me with quite a bang.

There was the man from the army I had spoken to in the driver’s seat, well built, with a determined chin. While I was inspecting him, he had already pulled me closer and had started smooching me 💋, without me even realising it. He bit my upper lip 👄 quite hard.

His tongue 👅 wrestled with mine inside my mouth. I gave up, it was hopeless tongue wrestling with a guy from the army.

‘Aaagh!’ What was that heavy smell? He must be a heavy smoker (Later, I learnt that he had a heavy puff of hashish before meeting me). I pushed away. He relented.

He moved his left hand over my back , caressing it, slowly and grabbed my left ass cheek, all of a sudden. He squeezed it so tight and hard, that I could not help moaning.

With his right hand he took my hand and made me grope his crotch. I could feel his tool growing in his sweatpants, in his briefs. I had felt the outlines of his undie earlier.

It was a tighty brief. His rod was poking against his undies, screaming to be let out of its confines. It was yearning to jump out. I ran my fingers over his dick and rubbed it. I felt it twitch.

‘Are you just going to rub it from outside or would you put your hands in? ‘ he asked, while loosening the string of his sweatpants. I put my hand in and felt his rock hard, hot anaconda waiting for me there.

I stroked it. It must be as fat as a cola can. I could hardly think straight, my head was dizzy with excitement. Would it fit into my mouth? Would I be able to stretch myself enough down there, to be able to take it?

‘Hey can’t you stroke harder? Am waiting, ‘ he smirked. He was impatient. He pulled down his sweatpants and undies to his ankles in one go, while leaning the driver’s seat of the gypsy backwards to make space between his crotch and the steering wheel.

A gorgeous uncut 8 inch, curved sideways dick flopped out, which had an awesome big mushroom dick-head, with a wide open slit.

‘Oh, is someone excited to see me?’ he asked, grabbing my ass over my tight jeans.

‘Now open up,’ he commanded. Placing my head between the steering wheel and him, I opened my mouth and placed the head of his cock in my mouth. Without another gesture, he took the sides of my mouth and stretched them with his fingers.

‘Here comes the rest,’ he snickers while shoving the rest down my throat. I felt his massive 8 incher slowly edge down the back of my throat. The deeper he went, the thicker down the base he got.

He held my head firm, preventing me from pushing back. At this point he was the deepest in my throat. His sideways curving dong was pushing against my Adam’s apple, and had defeated my gag reflex.

I started choking. At that opportune moment, he lets me pull out, letting me catch my breath.

‘Good boy, I’m not finished yet,’ he said, stroking his cock. Wiping the mixture of tears (I wasn’t crying but there were tears anyway) and saliva drooling from my mouth, I glanced at what he was up to next.

He reclined his seat and further spread his knees apart. I knew what he wanted next. I started from the base of his rod and traced his veins with my tongue.

Once I had finished one trip, he aimed at my mouth. He laid back some more and immediately his cock went further than I would have wanted.

‘You know how to make me happy? Let me work your mouth a bit, babe’.

He reached for the sides of my head and grabbed it. Slowly, he was pushing in his dick inch by inch.

‘Stick your tongue out, I have more inches to feed you’.

I obeyed. I felt him continuing to thrust his shaft down, deeper. He kept it there for sometime, and as slowly as he had inserted it, he started pulling it out – at the same speed.

He repeated a couple of strokes. As I started to feel a little comfortable with that huge tool in my mouth, lhe increased the pace. I felt him pick up the rhythm and get rougher. His thrusts matched his breath.

Oh yea, I was going to be face fucked with his curved, C-shaped, 8 inch dick. I started dripping pre-cum at this thought. He slammed his cock into my throat with his thrusts.

I could feel the mushroom head of his cock touching my voice box each time, teasing it. I twirled my tongue around the base of his shaft.

Sometimes, my teeth scratched his skin and it further aroused his animal instincts. I finally gagged.

‘Gag you bitch, you hungry bitch. Feels better on my shaft now,’ he shrugged. He pounded my throat relentlessly. His thighs slapped against my cheeks.

The more I gagged, the more he liked the muscles of my throat tightening against his shaft and the more he moaned.

‘Fuck, you are getting me close. I would dump my load 💦💦💦 in you now. Swallow it, every drop of it,’ he whispered hoarsely.

Army gay story of a slutty and horny guy

He grabs my skull and pushes me down to his crotch, his dick sliding into the depths of my whore mouth like a pile driver.

I felt his warm, thick, creamy load 💦 on the inner muscles, gushing down my throat. His slit must have squirted it far into me. His entire thick load 💦 went down my throat, it tasted beautifully salty.

‘Fuck yea, there you go,’ he panted.

With the oral session done, round one was completed. There’s more to cum (yea he cummed even more). DO stay tuned for the next parts. Thanks a lot for reading.

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