Just Taking A Moment To Reminisce About Times Gone By

I went to visit my friend Frank. He and I were stationed together during the Cold War in Germany. He got hurt on a motorcycle and was discharged back to the States. But when I see him, its good to reminisce. You see Frank and I are homosexuals. A secret that had to be kept. You were more careful about that than you would be about any other information that you may have come about.

When it was quiet and we had free time we escaped to one of the many hiding places and I would suck his penis, By the time we were able to get away I was so hungry that he hardly had a chance to get his pants undone. Frank and I were homosexuals in the way that one is the passive one, the other one gets on top. Frank was passive, he didn't like being kissed until he was hot and bothered and it took a while to get him in the mood. I was the other one, I wanted to suck his penis, to kiss him, and get behind him and give him a good once over. I truly liked fucking him, it made me feel real good.

There were other homosexuals, and the club was tight. The enlisted men didn't get on with any of the officers and the officers kept their hands off the enlisted men. Where the homosexual officers went I don't know, but I'm sure they had their secret places. Homosexuals were immediately discharged. Usually a silly excuse, rarely was the homosexual label used. Your time in the service was up. Happened to a friend of ours, he was a medic and a good one too. Halfway through his enlistment he was discharged and sent home. It happened.

We never got involved with any locals. That's sort of why Frank and me we were tight. I won't say we had feelings for each other, not romantic feelings. He was a good guy and we liked each other enough and I sucked his penis and got on his back from time to time. And if he was hot and bothered enough we could kiss for a while, and I'd get him to sucking my penis which I enjoyed very much.

That's about it, we were 19 or 20 at that time. When I went to see Frank he was getting on with a fellow in his town who had a coin operated laundry business and Frank was bookkeeper at the Utility company and getting along fine from his injury, still a limp but hardly noticeable unless he was tired.