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PHANTOM BJ

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 10 Oct 2001 1 comments
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by Mikeydude We had been isolated in these damned barracks too long and I was aching to get off. It was late and I decided to take a shower, figuring I could do a fast jack and hopefully not be embarrased. The shower room was empty so I stripped off my boxers and T shirt and climbed in the gang stall. Man, my dick was starting to get hard just being naked. I was thinking I better hurry and crank off my load when this big ugly bastard came strolling in. Shit--now I had to forget about it. He paid me no attention, stripped down to take his shower and stopped at the head to take a piss. Damn, he was ugly but had a dyno bod. He finished taking his piss, was shaking his dick and glanced my way. His eyes dropped down to my semi hardon and then back to my face. He looked back down at his dick which was now showing signs of life after all that shaking and then back at me again. Without saying a word, he flushed the can and walked toward the shower staring me right in the face. I opened my mouth to speak but he put his finger to his lips warning me to keep silent. He dropped to his knees when he reached me, put my dick in his mouth and started sucking. Oh, shit--the biggest no-no in the service and here we were doing it right out in the open. I hadn't jacked off in a while so I knew it wouldn't take me long to unload. He cranked his dick while he sucked mine and in a few minutes I could feel my load building. Again, I opened my mouth and drew a breath to warn him but before I could say anything, he reached up and put his left hand over my mouth. I reached the point of no return and shot gobs of hot creamy jizz in his mouth. He swallowed and kept cranking his dick until he shot his load on the shower room floor. His last spurt barely hit the floor when he sprang to his feet, reached for the nozzle, turned the water on and got under the stream; I followed his lead but moved two nozzles down. He lathered, rinsed, turned off the nozzles, toweled dry, dressed, turned as he exited the shower room to give me a quick nod and vanished out the door. I finished my shower and got dressed wondering who the heck he was. I made a few casual inquiries the next day but no one could place him. I wondered if he actually existed or was just a figment of my horny imagination. No, he was real all right but I never saw him again.