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Disclaimer: This story is loosed based on a real-life experience. Names of people and places have been changed but the essence of the story remains true.

 

Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 1

 

It was a feeling I couldn’t quite describe as I stepped off the boat onto the jetty. The last time I was in this place, it was after my POP, as a private graduated from BMT. This time it was different. I was a sergeant and was getting ready to start a different phase of my NS journey.

 

The clerk checking my particulars was a skinny, bespectacled NSF, who was probably around my age or maybe younger. He confirms that I’ve been assigned to U Coy, one of the neighboring companies of where I had spent my recruit days. I was curious. Perhaps I would see a familiar face or two. As we took the long walk from HQ to coy line, the clerk and I made small chit-chat and found out that he had about 3 months to go and looked glad that his time serving the nation was coming to a close.

 

I on the other hand, had slightly over a year for my D-Day so I didn’t want to think much of it. As we got to company line, the clerk bid his farewell and handed me over to the COY RSM SSG Lim. The smiley man welcomed me warmly and led me to his office. Lim had the familiar aura of most RSMs – commanding and disciplined but lacked the paunch his colleagues often had. Contrasting the man looked quite fit and groomed in his uniform.

 

I was given the usual talk on being a good leader especially since I was the new platoon SGT of platoon 2, how I should be firm yet fair and how I should be a reliable presence for my PC. I nodded and agreed, praying he would finish soon. After what seemed like a very long welcome talk, Encik Lim escorted me to the platoon office.

 

As soon as the door was opened, I was hit with the smell of sweat and musk. Four guys in various stages of undress, looked at us almost in unison.

 

“Wah, PT finished half an hour ago and you buggers still haven’t showered and dressed for the day. All of you want to sign extra is it?”  

 

At this point, a medium built and muscled guy, dressed just in tight, boxer briefs jumps up and throws his arm over Lim.

 

“Encik, just need to cool down a bit. We were just going to shower.”

 

He gives a slight smirk as he tries to be all chummy with Lim. Lim shrugs him off.

 

“Always full of excuses, Monteiro. Anyway, this is your new PS, Wong.”

 

Monteiro is the first one to shake hands with me and asks me to call him James. Similar, a pint-sized Osman and lanky Benjamin also welcome me into the family. One of the guys, Riyan, looked confused.

 

“You have Chinese name but you don’t look Chinese.”

 

James hits him on the head while Osman tells him not to be racist. The poor guy was being ganged up and I quickly told them that my dad is Chinese but my mother was Indian. Riyan calls me Chindian which is met with some disapproval from the other guys. Lim looks around.

 

“2LT Arun not around is it?”

 

“He’s doing extra training after PT. You know about how gila he is what.”

 

As soon as James says it, the door opens and in walks a tall and muscular man. Shirtless and dripping with sweat holding his shirt in hand, he flashes a wide smile.

 

“Hey, morning Encik.”

 

Lim immediately salutes and informs him of my arrival. 2LT Arun shakes my hand and welcomes to the team and starts to speak but I didn’t quite hear him. I was pretty much distracted about how good-looking this man was.

 

“I’ll take it from here, Encik.”

 

Arun led me to his office. He tells me to take a seat and chugs his shirt on the table. He takes a towel and starts to wipe the sweat off of him commenting on how hot it was.

He had big deep-set eyes rimmed with long lashes, complete with eyes a chestnut brown. A sharp nose, full lips with an angular face. He had a dark shadow on his face even though he was completely shaved and this was justified as he did seem to be on the hairier side.

 

His body was similar to the marble sculptures one would see in a museum but with some body hair. He had some hair on his arm and legs with thick, bushy armpits and hair on his abs that got darker towards the center with some hair on his chest.

 

I couldn’t help but stare. This guy had a body that most guys could only dream of and it was hard to believe he was my age. He was talking about how it was great to have a new PS. The previous one had just ORD-ed and he shares that he couldn’t really connect with him but hopes it will be different with the both of us. Only partially hearing everything he had said, I simply agreed. He smiles.

 

“Awesome, bro. Our current batch is PES C so not too bad. We’ll meet again before afternoon training to go over the schedule. I need to go shower first.”

 

Before I can leave the room, Arun nonchalant turns around and strips off his shorts to reveal his bare butt. I get a little shocked and turn away. He puts his towel around his waist and takes his toiletries and leads me outside.

 

“Guys, help David settle in.”

 

Arun goes for his shower and I can’t help but stare at his muscular back. I needed to focus and this was a distraction that I did not need.

 

...to be continue.

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Good piece of writing ... until the end. To be continued lah! :)

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Disclaimer: This story is loosed based on a real-life experience. Names of people and places have been changed but the essence of the story remains true.

 

Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 2

 

It had been close to a month since I was assigned to ‘U’ Coy. Our PES C batch had just graduated and were on their way to new vocations as we got ready for our new batch of recruits. This was going to be our PES A/B batch and there definitely was more to prepare and it was a good thing that we had about a week before they enlisted.

I was busying myself with the schedule and also the preparation of important key events such as Field Camp and SIT Test. It was my first time doing this and wanted to get things right. However, my nerves were not shared by the rest of my team. The other sergeants had gone through a cycle of PES A/B batch before their PES C batch and was nowhere near as nervous as I was.

 

“Just relax, bro. It’ll be fine. Don’t stress too much. We’re here for you.”

 

A bare chested James said as he leaned back in his chair while he played Snake on his phone. The other boys were also quite nonchalant over the upcoming enlistment. It was amazing how relaxed these boys were but what impressed me more was how confident they were with their bodies. James and the other boys rarely wore a shirt in office and if they were in uniform, they would strip off their shirts and just work in their pants. They would only reluctantly wear a shirt when Encik Lim nagged at them.

I wish I had that confidence. Having been overweight in my childhood, the taunts and jeers had stayed with me even after losing the extra weight and being athletic in my adolescence. I wouldn’t take off my shirt unless it was necessary even though I had a somewhat decent body. But being in the army, I had gone shirtless quite a few times during my trainee days when you were forced by the commanders. I never really enjoyed that mostly because of my inferiority complex and self-consciousness.

 

“Hey, you jokers all slacking off, not helping your PS?”

 

It was Arun coming back after his usual morning training. Even though we had no recruits, Arun made it a point to train every day. Once in the morning and once in the evening. And he would alternate between outdoor workouts and gym workouts. That must be how kept his body in that great a shape. And being around this Adonis was doing nothing for my ego.

 

Sir this, Sir that starts to fill the room as the boys found more excuses to not do work. I told Arun that everything was under control and that the boys were helping me. And it wasn’t a lie. Of course, they weren’t as proactive as I’d like them to be. But this was the army. It was not like these kids were getting thousands of dollars to get them motivated.

 

Over the course of the day, I did manage to get the boys working by segregating duties to all of them which kept them busy. After a quick dinner, I retired back to the office to continue working. After some time, I heard a knock at the door. It was Arun. He was shirtless as always, wearing some running shorts with a towel sling over his shoulder. He looked confused.

 

“Bro, you still working? It’s already 8pm.”

 

I realized I had not kept track of time as I was so engrossed in doing training plans. I told him I will finish up and head upstairs.

 

“You want to join me for a workout in the gym?”

 

I had worked out in the morning doing some calisthenics and a run but pumping some iron before heading to bed didn’t some like such a bad idea. I asked if the other sergeants were joining but he shrugged.

 

“Those fellas want to enjoy the good life in Tekong. If they don’t have to train, they won’t. They prefer talking to their girlfriends, slacking or PCC in the shower. And also if there’s no recruits around, I just go easy on them.”

 

Perhaps a little too easy but then again I kept my thoughts to myself at the risk of sounding too prim and proper. I told him to give me a minute to go get changed. I went upstairs to the bunk to see a naked James tying a towel around his waist. He was getting ready for a shower and I asked him about the rest. He told me that they were in the activity room playing games or watching TV and asked if I was going to shower too and that he could wait for me.

 

I told him that Arun asked me to join him for a gym workout and he immediately gives out a hearty laugh. I was puzzled and James filled me in on how intense Arun’s workouts were and the reason why the rest of the team hates to work out with him.

 

“He’s going to murder you, bro.”

 

A snarky James leaves me with some doubt. However, I didn’t give it much thought and changed into a singlet and some running shorts before making my way to meet Arun in the gym. Hercules had already started his routine and was perspiring. He sees me.

 

“You’re going to wear a shirt?”

 

That question caught me by surprise. Of course, I was going to wear a shirt. Not everyone has your god-like body or confidence. None of this was verbalized and just simply nodded. He kind of shrugged almost to say that it was a mistake. We might have been only half an hour through the workout and I was already soaking wet with sweat. My singlet had become transparent and my shorts looked like I had peed myself. I had no idea you could perspire this much from weight training but then was when I remembered James’s smile.

 

Set after set, rep after rep, Arun continued to push me. I don’t think I had ever worked out that hard in my life but I continued to keep up at it. I was a commander now and I could not let my officer think I was not fit enough to lead my recruits. After what seemed like an eternity, we were finally done.

 

“Time to hit the showers.”

 

As I walked slowly to the showers with Arun, he said he was very impressed to see me last through his entire workout. Most of the other guys had quit in the first 10 minutes or so and praised me for my endurance. I simply smiled as I tried to ignore the pain from my sore body.

 

I dreaded that we needed to go back upstairs to get my toiletries but Arun told me that he had an extra towel in his office and that I could share his toiletries. I was grateful as the walk up would have been painful. When we finally got to the showers, I had trouble lifting my arms up to take my shirt off. Arun saw that and came up to me and nonchalantly pulls it off.

 

“This is why I don’t wear shirts when I workout.”

 

He throws my singlet on the bench as if it was not awkward at all. I didn’t understand why I felt that but I tried to be normal. Arun takes a look at me and comments that I was pretty buff. He asked if I was an athlete. I told him I played rugby in school and exclaimed that he knew I must have been a sportsman. He could tell how fit I was the first time he saw me. It was rather interesting to see this guy with the perfect, chiseled body actually admiring my body. Having been plagued with body issues all my life, this was unwarranted but pleasant to hear.

 

He casually strips his shorts off and steps into the shower cubicle and starts to talk about his own sportsman days. He tells me that he was in the hockey team in secondary school but joined dragonboat when he was in JC which really got him into gym training. He couldn’t believe that I used to be overweight, and continued to compliment my physique saying that I had good proportions and that he could never get his chest as big as mine.

 

Having a good body were things that I would never associate with myself and hearing this guy who had a clearly superior physique was both unbelievable but mildly comforting. Perhaps, all these years of insecurities had been in vain. It was nice of somebody to actually compliment me instead of being made fun of. Our conversation between the cubicle walls continued.

 

“Hey, you want to try this shampoo? My mother bought for me. Don’t know if it’s good?”

 

I turned around to see naked Arun, dripping wet standing in front of me. His body looked even more magnificent wet and the hairs on his body looked darker and thicker against his tanned muscles. I was in awe. Suddenly, Arun gives a puzzled look.

 

“Bro, are you hard?”

 

I was confused to what he was saying but after taking a look below I knew exactly what he meant. My cock was standing at attention and I had not even noticed it. This was going to be awkward to explain.

 

End of Part 2.

 

To Be Continued…

 

 

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I have to say I'm eagerly awaiting the sequels haha.

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I agree, please write more! The story is tantalizing! Members from our telegram group have provided feedback that this is one of their favorite topics.

 

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Disclaimer: This story is loosed based on a real-life experience. Names of people and places have been changed but the essence of the story remains true.

 

Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 3

 

It felt like a nightmare coming to life as I stared down at my erected penis which had no intention of getting soft. I turned away from Arun and struggled to find something to say that would make sense of this awkward situation.

 

“I think it’s the shower. Err…I think the water from the nozzle, hit it and I think it reacted.”

 

It was a terrible explanation which I was sure he wasn’t going to buy. I tried pulling and pushing at my dick to make it go down but that only made it harder and tauter. The situation wasn’t getting any better when I hear a chuckle.

 

“Yeah, it can get extra sensitive if you don’t play with it enough.”

 

I turned my face to look at Arun with my body still facing away from him. He notices the quizzical look on my face.

 

“It’s okay, bro. We are men. We all have needs. When you have some alone time, you should give yourself some attention to avoid these kind of accidents.”

 

He smiles as he goes back to his cubicle. At this point, I wished that the floor would just open up somehow and swallow me whole. It was just too embarrassing. I quickly finished my shower and sneaked out without telling Arun.

 

When I got to bunk, I didn’t really bother drying myself completely. I quickly put some shorts on and hopped into bed.

 

“Looks like you’re still alive.”

 

James was still awake and inquired about my workout session with Arun but I simply told him it was fine and that I was quite tired. The last thing I wanted to do was to discuss the embarrassing aftermath. Lying in my bed, I started to think.

 

I was in an all-boys secondary school and been through basic training, specialist training and showered with many naked guys but never had a reaction like this before. Why did I have an erection tonight? Was I somehow turned on by Arun? But if I was turned on by Arun, did this meant that I was attracted to him?

 

That didn’t make sense. I like girls. I always liked girls. When I was younger, I used to steal my older brother’s porno magazines to look at them secretly and even watched adult videos with my friends when my parents were not home. I was turned on by the beautiful women. The bodies, the lips, the moans, the voices – everything about them. As a teenager, I wanted to spank their asses, suck on their tits and fuck their wet pussies senseless with my hard cock till I unloaded my hot cum inside them.

 

Then, when I was 17 and had my first girlfriend of course the sex was nothing like I had watched in the videos but I definitely enjoyed it and wanted more of it. Even during my training days, I would wait eagerly for the end of the week so I could book out and have sex with my girlfriend. I loved women and that wasn’t going to change.

 

But seeing Arun for the first time, stirred something in me. Seeing the guys handsome face, his god-like muscles and that crooked smile did something to me that I couldn’t quite explain. Maybe it was because I hadn’t been with a girl in a long time. My girlfriend and I had broken up in the middle of specialist training and I had been single for quite some time. This must be why I was starting to think of all these weird stuff. I tried to rationalize my thoughts as I slowly drifted to sleep.

 

The next few weeks were busy with the arrival of our PES A/B batch. I tried to avoid Arun as much as I could unless it was work-related. After the batch had their passing out parade, we had a couple of PES E and PES C batches that came subsequently but those swiftly ended and the moment I had dreaded had come.

I was working in the office late at night when I heard the familiar voice.

 

“Bro, you want to go for a run?”

 

I look up to see a shirtless Arun, dressed in his running tights and shoes. This guy had such an incredible body that even pro-athletes would be jealous of. He literally looked like he was carved out of stone.

 

“I have some paper work to do. It’s going to be a while.”

 

Arun sighs as he comes up to me. It was crazy how defined his abs were, something I could never have regardless of how much core workouts I did.

 

“Is this about the incident in the showers?”

 

I quickly disagreed and went into defensive mode. But he couldn’t be fooled. He told me that he had sensed that I was avoiding him and figured that the incident must be the reason for it.

 

“Look, erections don’t always have to be due to sexual arousal, it can be spontaneous too. You shouldn’t have to be embarrassed about it.”

 

His explanation was comforting. At least, he didn’t think I was some kind of freak or pervert. He tells me that we should move past this especially since we were going to work together for quite a while and this baggage was unnecessary. I agree with him and appreciate that he was understanding about it. I wondered if he had told anyone about it.

 

“Bro, why would I tell anyone about this? It could happen to anyone of us. So you joining me for the run?”

 

With everything cleared out of the way, spending time with Arun couldn’t hurt. Besides, like Arun had explained, erections could be spontaneous. It wasn’t because I was attracted to him. There was a sense of relief and I decided that no harm could come from a jog together.

 

I was dressed in my running shorts and shoes with a singlet on. I swiftly took off my top and put it on my chair. Arun smiled.

 

“I guess I’m a positive influence, huh?”

 

He gives a bodybuilder flex before erupting in laughter. I smile. It did take a lot for me to take my shirt off in front of others, something I always avoided if there wasn’t a need. But in NS, there was nowhere to run and I had to get used to it. Honestly, my physique had gotten much better after being in NS but it was nothing compared to Arun’s superhero body. I did feel a little awkward next to him but I just sucked my stomach in and prepared to run with the guy.

 

As expected, Arun was great at running too. I mean he usually led the platoon during our runs but I guess he usually slowed down his pace as he was significantly faster now. It was quite nice to run through tekong at night. At night, most of the place had quietened down and running along the tracks with the scenic view of the beach and island was mesmerizing.

 

Arun instructs that we should head deeper into the island, where the old camps used to be. The route he was taking me was somewhere I had never been before even as a recruit. As we got deeper, he finally comes to a stop.

 

“We are here.”

 

Drenched from head to toe in sweat, I struggled to take a deep breath. I look up to see that we were still on the shoreline of the island but at a more secluded spot. It was honestly quite a beautiful place, especially under the brilliance of the moonlight.

 

“Let’s take a dip.”

 

His words didn’t make any sense to me. And before I can even say anything, the boy had already taken his shoes and shorts off and jumped butt naked into the water. Arun dove and swam in the water like a happy child. He beckons me to come into the water. I stand frozen on the spot as I contemplate on what I should do next.  

 

End of Part 3

 

To Be Continued…

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Nice. Hope it doesn't degenerate into a romance melodrama. 

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Disclaimer: This story is loosed based on a real-life experience. Names of people and places have been changed but the essence of the story remains true.

 

Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 4

 

I stood frozen as Arun splashed around the water like a happy monkey. It was both a humorous yet tantalizing sight as the moonlight highlighted every one of Arun's well-defined muscles. I was tempted, not to say the least, to join him. But I  was hesitant. What if I say or do something inappropriate or worse pop a boner again in front of Arun? As I was battling these various thoughts in my head,  I could still hear Arun calling out to me. It was just a moonlight swim, what's the worst that could happen. I tried to comfort myself as I peeled off my shoes and shorts and walked towards the water and finally waded in.

 

"The water is so nice and warm, isn't it?

 

He was right. I was expecting it to be cold but I guess from from heating up our bodies from the vigorous run, the water was a great temperature to soak in. Apart from playing around and pushing each other in the water, we just chatted like two boys about video games, school, sports etc. It was fun. It was innocent albeit that we both were naked in the water.  After a few minutes of splashing around, we slowly emerged from the water and onto the shore. A naked Arun collapsed onto the ground, all sprawled out. I did the same, next to him as I sneaked a peek at his cock which was hanging long and thick to the side. Most guys would trim their pubic hair to ensure their penis looked as big and long as possible. But Arun didn't need that. Even with an big, hairy bush, his cock was hanging inches away from it. Some guys did have it all and Arun was one of them. Good looks, great body and a package that would even make pornstars envious.

 

"So Bro, how many girls have you fucked?"

 

This question caught me off guard. All this time, none of the things we had talked about were even remotely sexual so it was surprising that he would ask me this. I wasn't really ready to answer this question because telling him I've only been one girl just made me feel like a loser. He was probably going to laugh in my face and start making fun of me telling me about the numerous conquests that he must have had the minute he hit puberty. But I wanted to be honest. I took a breath and said one - my first girlfriend in JC. He turned to me, surprised and asked me if I dated after that. I told him that we were still together when I was in NS but only broke up when I was in the middle of specialist training. He tried to process the information and simply smiled.

 

"You're really one of those good boys, aren't you?

 

I didn't want to answer him and simply asked him about his own sexual experiences, which I knew would be a lot more exciting than mine. And true enough, he told me he lost his virginity when he was 15. It was in school, during recess when a classmate of his went to the music room and fucked. He confessed that he came quite quickly and did it a second time which lasted a little longer. He laughed and told that the girl probably didn't have an orgasm and must have thought he was quite lousy but eventually he got better at it. Apart from that one girl, he had sex with two other girls before he finished secondary school.

 

It was in JC, that he revealed that he upped his game. He started to browse the web and find more information on how to pleasure a woman and get better at sex. He had a few girlfriends in JC but once it was over, he knew he had to focus in NS. Coming from a family where his father and brother were both commissioned officers, there was no way he could mess up. There was immense pressure so I could not afford a distraction like a girlfriend.

 

"Although there was one girl I could count on when I needed some stress relief."

 

I became curious and coerced him to dish on this girl. He confessed that it was his neighbour who lived a few blocks from him. She was a married woman whose husband was a flight steward who traveled often. They met once when he was exercising in the park. They talked, had a connection and exchanged numbers. During BMT and OCT, every time he booked out he would eagerly await for her text. Once he got it, he would tell his family that he was going for a run and instead go to her home.

 

"Wah, married woman. You seriously a bad guy, huh?"

 

Arun smiled and said that his neighbour and her husband were a loving couple but she wasn't being satisfied sexually and probably just wanted something new. Arun talked about how she would barely wait for him to get inside the house before pulling his shorts off. Before he could even take his shoes off, she would already be down on his cock, slurping it like it was a tasty treat. She would work on it till it became hard, which didn't take very long, especially because she was that good. As Arun talked about having sex with this hot neigbour, I noticed that his cock was twitching and becoming hard. Before long, it was standing tall and erect. It was even bigger and thicker in it's erect state. I was in awe. Arun looked down at himself and looked a little bashful.

 

"Fuck, I got too excited. Guess now we've both seen each other hard."

 

He looked at me as he said this. I looked at him and looked at his hard cock which kept twitching. He was so horny. I looked at him again. His eyes had never left mine. I wanted to do something which I knew I was going to regret. But if I didn't, I knew I would regret it too. Still looking at Arun, I reached out and grabbed his hard cock. A look of surprise envelops Arun's face.

 

End of Part 4.

 

To Be Continued…

 

 

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As a story teller myself, I like how you keep everyone on the edge. Good one, you made my cock hard.

Looking forward to the next part. ;)

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7 minutes ago, austslim said:

As a story teller myself, I like how you keep everyone on the edge. Good one, you made my cock hard.

Looking forward to the next part. ;)

Yr cock hard or blue balls?😂

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3 hours ago, ahboi89 said:

Wah wah u left my hard cock hanging there but definitely a great story there 👍

sumimasen HAHA i guess hanging there in multiple way *Lenny face*

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Disclaimer: This story is loosed based on a real-life experience. Names of people and places have been changed but the essence of the story remains true.

 

Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 5

 

My hand could barely fit all around Arun's thick cock. Apart from his great looks and fit body, this was another aspect that must have made his women go wild and keep coming back for more. I slowly moved my hand up and down Arun's shaft and I could see that he looked like he was in shock. He blinked and looked at me. I continued to move my hand and jerked him off. It must have been less than 20 seconds or so when Arun came out of his trance-like state. His eyes were no longer in shock but more of desperation. 

 

"Stop!"

 

He yelled as he pushed my hand away. His sheer strength knocked me away from him. He got up and hurriedly started to put on his shorts. I could see that his hands were shaking when wore his shoes. I felt guilty for traumatizing him but before I could say anything to him, he got on his feet.

 

"It's late. We should get back."

 

His massive dick was still tenting in his running shorts which he desperately tried to adjust so that it wouldn't seem obvious. I quickly put on my shorts but before I could put on my shoes, Arun had already started running back to our company line. He was fast and I could barely catch up to him. When we finally got back, he swiftly went to the office, took his things and went straight to his bunk. He wasn't going to talk to me and that's when I realized I had really messed up. Not only had I jeopardized my entire NS stint but I had lost a good friend.

 

The next morning was particularly difficult for me. I was expecting to be called in to the OC's office after Arun had made his official complaint. They would reprimand for indecent behavior, strip me off my rank and probably send me to some obscure camp where I would serve as a service staff or worse I could be charged and sent straight to DB. The various scenarios played in my head as I awaited my fate. However, the day went by quickly and then another which made me realize that Arun might not have said anything. This could still mean that I had a chance to rectify things with Arun, to tell him that I was sorry. 

 

But the problem was that he was not only not talking to me but he was avoiding me. Except for official things like training, schedules etc. he would talk to me normally so as to evade any suspicion from the others but after things were done, he would continue to give me the cold shoulder. It was like he wanted nothing to do with me. I would be lying if I said it didn't hurt but I had no one but myself to blame. I shouldn't have done what I did but it was done and the only solution was to try to fix this somehow. 

 

It had been over a month since that fateful night and things between Arun and I had not improved in the slightest. Feeling a little stressed, I decided to throw around some weights in the gym. It must have been around 11 plus at night, some time after last parade, that I made my way to the shared companies gym. I noticed there was someone else in the gym. Surprisingly it was Arun but he was not alone. He was with James - my replacement. 

 

"Hey bro, you going to workout too?"

 

I nodded as I saw both of them, sweaty and shirtless pumping iron together. It looked like a complete bro scene out of a bad teen movie with yells and grunts. If Arun was the serious gym rat, James was the showy one. He spent more time flexing and looking at himself instead of actually lifting the weights. James was one of the lucky ones. Some exercise was enough to make his muscles taut and his abs pop unlike myself who had to work doubly hard to maintain my fitness. Arun avoided eye contact with me and continued to work out. About ten minutes after I arrived, James makes an announcement.

 

"Okay gentlemen, I'm all done here. I'm heading off."

 

Arun protests, telling him that he had barely worked out for half an hour and that just wasn't enough time for an adequate workout. However, James' mind was made up and he was ready to get out. 

 

"Sir, just torture this fella."

 

As James left the gym, it couldn't be more awkward with just the two of us in the gym. We unexpectedly made eye contact when we were taking dumbbells but Arun quickly turned away. As we continued to work out, without a word being said between one another, I just couldn't deal with it anymore. This silence between us was ridiculous and I needed to put an end to it. 

 

"We need to talk."

 

I marched right up to him but he ignored me. But I wasn't going to let this get worse. I stood right in front of him as he worked out. He continue to do his workout but with me staring at him, he couldn't take it anymore. He drops his weights and heads to the door but I wasn't going to let him. I pull him away from the door and towards the wall. Being manhandled by me, triggered his anger and releases himself from my grip and instead flips me around, having me with my back against the wall. He put his arm to my throat and forced me against the wall.

 

"Don't you ever do that do me." 

 

I could feel the heat emanating from his body and his heavy breath on my face. I nodded as he released his grip on me. He moved away and stood with his arms crossed, staring right at me. I apologized but he wasn't ready to accept it.

 

"You can't just do something like what you did and just apologize. It's not that simple."

 

I was confused. I had apologized but Arun was just making this difficult. He was trying to shift all the blame to me. I wasn't ready for him to take it out all on me and so I yelled back. This wasn't all just me. Yes, I had made the mistake of touching him, in an intimate way but if it had bothered him that much he could have immediately pushed me away. Instead he waited a bit before pushing me away. I could see fear enveloping in Arun's eyes, like I had gained insight on something that even he might have known about it. 

 

I tried to explain myself. I had never done anything like this with another guy before and I couldn't really explain what had come over me. It was something I had done in impulse and it's something I can't take back. All I could was give him my sincere apology but if he wasn't going to accept it, there was nothing else I could do. I decide to leave when I heard Arun's voice.

 

"I didn't push you immediately, because I liked it."

 

I slowly turned around to meet his gaze. His eyes looked misty and I could tell that this incident had affected him badly too. He tells me he should have pushed me away but felt something inside him when I touched his cock. Something that never happened when he was with any girl. He was beginning to enjoy my touch but his inner voice was telling him that this was wrong. What he was doing, was wrong. He was making a mistake. Underneath all that muscle and bravado, I could see a little boy crumbling. Unfortunately, I didn't know how to comfort him. How could I help him when I didn't even know how to help myself? 

 

"Let's just go shower, go to bed and talk about his tomorrow." 

 

We headed up to the shower area. Both of us a little messed up as we got into the shower cubicles. As I soaped myself, all I could think about was Arun. Seeing how vulnerable he was, how broken he was. I couldn't help but feel that I was the cause. As I turned around from the shower, I was shocked to see a drenched Arun standing in front of my cubicle.

 

"You want to shower together?"

 

Before I could answer, he steps right inside the cubicle. It was a tight fix for two big, broad-shouldered guys as he stood right in front of me. We were around the same height, so his face was pretty close to mine, as were his chest stomach and his donkey cock, all lining up perfectly. My cock immediately begins to get hard. I can't believe this was happening again but this time I was not alone as I felt my hard cock touch Arun's now erect throbbing cock. 

 

End of Part 5.

 

To Be Continued…

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Hey OP I LOVE THIS but using passive speech instead of just using inverted commas does take the feel of the story out, unless its intentional to distance the reader from the happening?

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Disclaimer: This story is loosed based on a real-life experience. Names of people and places have been changed but the essence of the story remains true.

 

Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 6

 

I could feel Arun's strong body slowly pressing against mine. I could feel the heat generating from him as he looked directly at me. His powerful gaze made me weak. He took my hand and placed it on his massive chest. I could feel the firmness of his muscle as well as the heavy beating of his heart. It reassured me that he was just as nervous about this as I was. He guided my hand from his chest towards his hard nipple and slowly towards the deep grooves of his abs. Those hours of gym training had really carved him a body that even Greek gods would be envious of. As he continued to head south, I knew what what was coming next as my hand went past his hairy, untrimmed pubes towards his stiff, hard cock.

 

"I think you need to finish what you started."

 

He brought my hand to it's final destination as I felt his warm, throbbing cock. Arun's cock was not only long but also so thick that I could barely grip it fully with my hand. Apart from the handsome face and godly body, this must be another source of appeal for all the ladies that he had fucked. I slowly worked my hand up and down his cock, jerking him off with the sticky soap that covered his body. Arun swallowed his saliva as he took deep, slow breaths maintaining eye contact with me. His ways were not idle as he started squeezing and groping my arms, chest and stomach. His touch made me even hornier as I quickened my pace and started to jerk him off faster. His breathing got faster and deeper.

 

"Fuck, yes. Don't stop. Keep jerking me off."

 

Arun had immense control as he continued to rock to the rhythm of my hand movements. He was in sync with my movement as he closed his eyes and continued to enjoy my touch. It must have been a few minutes when I saw that his breathing was getting faster and deeper. I sensed he must be getting close. I quickened my pace as those big brown eyes looked straight into mine.

 

"Fuck, I'm going to cum, man."

 

I immediately stopped jerking him off too hard and did longer and bigger strokes. It was usually what I would do when I was close to cumming and wanted to see if he might like it too. As I stroked up and down his shaft, Arun squeezed my arm really tight.

 

"Fuck, man."

 

I could feel Arun's cock twitch in my hand as he ejaculated spurt after spurt of white cum. It was like a forceful geyser and got everywhere. After the last of his cum empties out, he rests his weight on me as I lean on the back of the cubicle. As he moved away from, he looked and smiled. 

 

"That felt great, man."

 

I simply smiled as I tried to comprehend what had just happened.  I never thought I was attracted to men but here I was standing naked in a shower cubicle after masturbating one. It was both funny and confusing. As these thoughts flooded my mind, I could feel Arun pressing the front of his body on the back of mine. His arm extended over my chest and his fingers tugged at my hard nipple. 

 

"Your turn."

 

Clearly, this was something I had not anticipated. I mean it made sense that he would ask me to jerk him off as I had initiated it in the beginning but I had never expected him to return the favour. From behind me, his strong arms made its way all over my body. Like myself, it was his first time touching another man in such an intimate way and his hands moved with curiosity albeit with some clumsiness. Without warning, his hand goes straight to my hard cock. His hands were rough with callouses, unlike the soft, smooth hands of my ex-girlfriend. However, I didn't mind it.

 

He had a strong grip of my cock as he jerked me off. He put a lot of pressure and was pretty fast when he jerked me off. I guessed that he must use the same kind of intensity when he masturbated himself but the only difference he was a lot thicker and longer than me so I found it quite vigorous. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure and I loved every second of it. With Arun's rough technique, it was no surprise he got me close quite quickly. 

 

"Fuck, I'm going to cum."

 

Arun started to jerk me off even faster.

 

"Fuck, man. Cum for me."

 

I could feel the cum rushing through my cock as it finally erupted. I hadn't ejaculated in a week and after I had dispensed every drop, I physically felt drained as I leaned my weight onto Arun. After regaining my composure after a minute or so, Arun looked around.

 

"Wow, we really made a mess."

 

He was right as there were not only cum on the floor but also on the walls. I took the shower hose and sprayed it all over the place and guided it to the water hole. After discarding all forms of evidence, we sprayed down each other and cleaned ourselves. We didn't really talk about what had just happened but we both knew that we enjoyed the experience. 

 

We got out of the shower and amidst exchanging some shy grins, we toweled ourselves. I tied my towel around my waist only to get it pulled off by Arun. 

 

"Eh, don't play."

 

I warned him but Arun had other plans. 

 

"Let's go round 2."

 

Arun flashed his signature devilish grin and I somehow I knew I just couldn't resist him. He got closer to me and tugged at my flaccid cock. His warm touch was enough to get me excited as I felt my cock hardening once again. I looked over at Arun to see him getting hard as well. I reach my hand towards him just as we hear the shuffling of steps into the toilet followed by some familiar voices. It was apparent that it was James and the other guys coming inside as Arun and I looked at one another as genuine fear enveloped our faces. 

 

End of Part 6.

 

To Be Continued…

 

 

 

 

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Disclaimer: This story is loosed based on a real-life experience. Names of people and places have been changed but the essence of the story remains true.

 

Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 6

 

 

The story made me hard.

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[Arun dashed into the shower cubicle with his hard dick bouncing up and down. I dived for my towel and covered up as James' eyes....]

 

I happened to chance upon this story last night and had the privilege of enjoying all 6 parts at one go. Lucky me don't have to go through withdrawal symptoms. But cock was all wet wet, dancing up and down uncontrollably...hehe. 

 

Amazing story @Wordsareallihave pl continue before more anxiety builds up in my cock. 

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Disclaimer: This story is loosed based on a real-life experience. Names of people and places have been changed but the essence of the story remains true.

 

Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 7

 

We could hear the voices get louder and I knew the boys seeing us in this state would raise some very uncomfortable questions. With quick, lightning reflexes we tied our towels around our waist just as the boys walked in. 

 

"Eh, you guys still here? Just finished your workout, is it?

 

We had our backs towards them as Arun answered James.

 

"Yeah, man. It was quite the workout."

 

I stifled my laugh as Arun gave me a wink. But my smile didn't last for very long as I noticed Arun's massive tent in his towel. I guess one of the drawbacks of having an above average dick size was the fact that erections took longer to subside than the average ones. I gave Arun a look to draw his attention to his cock and he immediately had that "I'm in trouble" look. 

 

The boys chatted as they undressed to get ready for their showers. With his back turned, Arun tried various ways to hide his erection by angling his body, putting his leg up on the bench but it still looked large. James notices a visibly uncomfortable Arun.

 

"Sir, you okay?"

 

"Of course, you go have your shower."

 

James gives me a quizzical look but I feign ignorance. Once the boys were in the shower, I signaled to Arun that it was our cue to leave.

 

"We'll see you guys in the morning."

 

We walked out as Arun adjusted the bulge in his towel. We walked quickly away from the showers to the bunks and busted out laughing.

 

"How could you still be horny after cumming?"

 

"I guess I just have higher than average testosterone levels."

 

He unravels his towel to show his big, bouncing cock.

 

"Round 2?"

 

It was amazing how hard he was. He must have really high testosterone levels. I smiled.

 

"Go get some sleep, sir."

 

After our little session, Arun got pretty flirty and brazen. Apart from his usual semi-nakedness, he would put mini shows of flexing, pec bounces discreetly all in an effort to make me laugh and maybe even titillate. The week came to an end and we booked out. Arun looked good in clothes as he did out of them. His dark jeans and polo tee fit him snugly to show off that beautiful physique of his. 

 

As we got back to the mainland, each of us made our way back to civilization. As I walked towards the bus stop, Arun caught up to me. 

 

"Hey, you want to come over to my house?"

 

An invitation to his home. This couldn't bode well.

 

"My parents and brother went to JB for shopping and will only be back late at night. We could, you know, hang out."

 

The only thing we had done was jerk each other off and that was something we both had experience in. But was he expecting more this time? I mean I didn't know if I was ready for more new things.

 

"Sure, I could hang out."

 

After a bus ride and a 10-minute walk we were at his home. We had not spoken much, maybe just some usual camp stuff, sports stuff etc during the journey. Arun locked his gate behind him. 

 

"Have a seat. I'll get us some drinks"

 

I took a seat on the sofa. It was quite comfortable so I leaned back just as Arun came back with a couple of canned sodas. He handed me one and gulped his. He wipes the sweat of his brow.

 

"Fuck man, it's hot as balls today."

 

He peels of his sweaty shirt and throws it to the side and leans back. His body looked even sexier with the sweat covering it. His body hair wasn't thick but perfectly complimented his well-developed pecs and abs. I couldn't help but stare and it wasn't long before he noticed. He takes my hand and puts it on his chest. I could feel the beating of his heart as his chest heaved up and down with every breath. My fingers moved from his chest towards his abs, to the growing bulge in his jeans. I get closer till my face is close to his. I could feel his hot breath on my skin and see the stubble on his face. He bit his lips as I got closer.

 

Just then, his phone rings. He picks it up.

 

"Hey, haven't heard from you in a while...Yea, I'm home....Now? I'm actually with a friend....Yea, he is...Okay."

 

Arun hangs up and puts on his shirt. I could tell what he was going to say. That was his booty call and he needed to go satisfy her while I waited for him here. I knew I couldn't look disappointed and had act nonchalant. 

 

"Let's go."

 

I was surprised and very much confused. Was I supposed to watch while they got it on? I mean it would be like watching porn but still it seemed a little weird.

 

"It's okay. I'll just wait."

 

"No, she wants to meet you."

 

Before I can protest, Arun already has pulled me up and out the door. We make it to his hot neighbour's house in a few minutes and I must say, I wasn't disappointed when she opened the door. The woman had the perfect body, not too curvy, not too thin. She also had one of those delicate faces, the kind that you would see in anime. Whether it was natural or a surgeon's gift, it sure looked good on her.

 

"This is Mel."

 

"Wow, Arun. You weren't lying when you said he was handsome."

 

Mel lifted my shirt and has a feel of my stomach.

 

"Fit too."

 

She pulls Arun's shirt off and buries her face in his pecs.

 

"Fuck, I missed this." 

 

They both make out as I watched. Arun's hands squeezed her butt as she dug her fingers into his muscular back. I had to admit their passion was causing quite a stir in my pants. Mel tears away from Arun's lips and gazes at me.

 

"You're not waiting for a special invitation are you? Get over here."

 

I looked over to Arun who gives me a devilish wink. I swallow the lump in my throat as I slowly make my way towards Mel's arms. Perhaps I will experience some new things after all.

 

End of Part 7.

 

To Be Continued…

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Disclaimer: This story is loosed based on a real-life experience. Names of people and places have been changed but the essence of the story remains true.

 

Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 7

 

We could hear the voices get louder and I knew the boys seeing us in this state would raise some very uncomfortable questions. With quick, lightning reflexes we tied our towels around our waist just as the boys walked in. 

 

"Eh, you guys still here? Just finished your workout, is it?

 

We had our backs towards them as Arun answered James.

 

"Yeah, man. It was quite the workout."

 

I stifled my laugh as Arun gave me a wink. But my smile didn't last for very long as I noticed Arun's massive tent in his towel. I guess one of the drawbacks of having an above average dick size was the fact that erections took longer to subside than the average ones. I gave Arun a look to draw his attention to his cock and he immediately had that "I'm in trouble" look. 

 

The boys chatted as they undressed to get ready for their showers. With his back turned, Arun tried various ways to hide his erection by angling his body, putting his leg up on the bench but it still looked large. James notices a visibly uncomfortable Arun.

 

"Sir, you okay?"

 

"Of course, you go have your shower."

 

James gives me a quizzical look but I feign ignorance. Once the boys were in the shower, I signaled to Arun that it was our cue to leave.

 

"We'll see you guys in the morning."

 

We walked out as Arun adjusted the bulge in his towel. We walked quickly away from the showers to the bunks and busted out laughing.

 

"How could you still be horny after cumming?"

 

"I guess I just have higher than average testosterone levels."

 

He unravels his towel to show his big, bouncing cock.

 

"Round 2?"

 

It was amazing how hard he was. He must have really high testosterone levels. I smiled.

 

"Go get some sleep, sir."

 

After our little session, Arun got pretty flirty and brazen. Apart from his usual semi-nakedness, he would put mini shows of flexing, pec bounces discreetly all in an effort to make me laugh and maybe even titillate. The week came to an end and we booked out. Arun looked good in clothes as he did out of them. His dark jeans and polo tee fit him snugly to show off that beautiful physique of his. 

 

As we got back to the mainland, each of us made our way back to civilization. As I walked towards the bus stop, Arun caught up to me. 

 

"Hey, you want to come over to my house?"

 

An invitation to his home. This couldn't bode well.

 

"My parents and brother went to JB for shopping and will only be back late at night. We could, you know, hang out."

 

The only thing we had done was jerk each other off and that was something we both had experience in. But was he expecting more this time? I mean I didn't know if I was ready for more new things.

 

"Sure, I could hang out."

 

After a bus ride and a 10-minute walk we were at his home. We had not spoken much, maybe just some usual camp stuff, sports stuff etc during the journey. Arun locked his gate behind him. 

 

"Have a seat. I'll get us some drinks"

 

I took a seat on the sofa. It was quite comfortable so I leaned back just as Arun came back with a couple of canned sodas. He handed me one and gulped his. He wipes the sweat of his brow.

 

"Fuck man, it's hot as balls today."

 

He peels of his sweaty shirt and throws it to the side and leans back. His body looked even sexier with the sweat covering it. His body hair wasn't thick but perfectly complimented his well-developed pecs and abs. I couldn't help but stare and it wasn't long before he noticed. He takes my hand and puts it on his chest. I could feel the beating of his heart as his chest heaved up and down with every breath. My fingers moved from his chest towards his abs, to the growing bulge in his jeans. I get closer till my face is close to his. I could feel his hot breath on my skin and see the stubble on his face. He bit his lips as I got closer.

 

Just then, his phone rings. He picks it up.

 

"Hey, haven't heard from you in a while...Yea, I'm home....Now? I'm actually with a friend....Yea, he is...Okay."

 

Arun hangs up and puts on his shirt. I could tell what he was going to say. That was his booty call and he needed to go satisfy her while I waited for him here. I knew I couldn't look disappointed and had act nonchalant. 

 

"Let's go."

 

I was surprised and very much confused. Was I supposed to watch while they got it on? I mean it would be like watching porn but still it seemed a little weird.

 

"It's okay. I'll just wait."

 

"No, she wants to meet you."

 

Before I can protest, Arun already has pulled me up and out the door. We make it to his hot neighbour's house in a few minutes and I must say, I wasn't disappointed when she opened the door. The woman had the perfect body, not too curvy, not too thin. She also had one of those delicate faces, the kind that you would see in anime. Whether it was natural or a surgeon's gift, it sure looked good on her.

 

"This is Mel."

 

"Wow, Arun. You weren't lying when you said he was handsome."

 

Mel lifted my shirt and has a feel of my stomach.

 

"Fit too."

 

She pulls Arun's shirt off and buries her face in his pecs.

 

"Fuck, I missed this." 

 

They both make out as I watched. Arun's hands squeezed her butt as she dug her fingers into his muscular back. I had to admit their passion was causing quite a stir in my pants. Mel tears away from Arun's lips and gazes at me.

 

"You're not waiting for a special invitation are you? Get over here."

 

I looked over to Arun who gives me a devilish wink. I swallow the lump in my throat as I slowly make my way towards Mel's arms. Perhaps I will experience some new things after all.

 

End of Part 7.

 

To Be Continued…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Omg! This was so unexpected! 

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22 hours ago, Guest Wordsareallihave said:

Disclaimer: This story is loosed based on a real-life experience. Names of people and places have been changed but the essence of the story remains true.

 

Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 7

 

We could hear the voices get louder and I knew the boys seeing us in this state would raise some very uncomfortable questions. With quick, lightning reflexes we tied our towels around our waist just as the boys walked in. 

 

"Eh, you guys still here? Just finished your workout, is it?

 

We had our backs towards them as Arun answered James.

 

"Yeah, man. It was quite the workout."

 

I stifled my laugh as Arun gave me a wink. But my smile didn't last for very long as I noticed Arun's massive tent in his towel. I guess one of the drawbacks of having an above average dick size was the fact that erections took longer to subside than the average ones. I gave Arun a look to draw his attention to his cock and he immediately had that "I'm in trouble" look. 

 

The boys chatted as they undressed to get ready for their showers. With his back turned, Arun tried various ways to hide his erection by angling his body, putting his leg up on the bench but it still looked large. James notices a visibly uncomfortable Arun.

 

"Sir, you okay?"

 

"Of course, you go have your shower."

 

James gives me a quizzical look but I feign ignorance. Once the boys were in the shower, I signaled to Arun that it was our cue to leave.

 

"We'll see you guys in the morning."

 

We walked out as Arun adjusted the bulge in his towel. We walked quickly away from the showers to the bunks and busted out laughing.

 

"How could you still be horny after cumming?"

 

"I guess I just have higher than average testosterone levels."

 

He unravels his towel to show his big, bouncing cock.

 

"Round 2?"

 

It was amazing how hard he was. He must have really high testosterone levels. I smiled.

 

"Go get some sleep, sir."

 

After our little session, Arun got pretty flirty and brazen. Apart from his usual semi-nakedness, he would put mini shows of flexing, pec bounces discreetly all in an effort to make me laugh and maybe even titillate. The week came to an end and we booked out. Arun looked good in clothes as he did out of them. His dark jeans and polo tee fit him snugly to show off that beautiful physique of his. 

 

As we got back to the mainland, each of us made our way back to civilization. As I walked towards the bus stop, Arun caught up to me. 

 

"Hey, you want to come over to my house?"

 

An invitation to his home. This couldn't bode well.

 

"My parents and brother went to JB for shopping and will only be back late at night. We could, you know, hang out."

 

The only thing we had done was jerk each other off and that was something we both had experience in. But was he expecting more this time? I mean I didn't know if I was ready for more new things.

 

"Sure, I could hang out."

 

After a bus ride and a 10-minute walk we were at his home. We had not spoken much, maybe just some usual camp stuff, sports stuff etc during the journey. Arun locked his gate behind him. 

 

"Have a seat. I'll get us some drinks"

 

I took a seat on the sofa. It was quite comfortable so I leaned back just as Arun came back with a couple of canned sodas. He handed me one and gulped his. He wipes the sweat of his brow.

 

"Fuck man, it's hot as balls today."

 

He peels of his sweaty shirt and throws it to the side and leans back. His body looked even sexier with the sweat covering it. His body hair wasn't thick but perfectly complimented his well-developed pecs and abs. I couldn't help but stare and it wasn't long before he noticed. He takes my hand and puts it on his chest. I could feel the beating of his heart as his chest heaved up and down with every breath. My fingers moved from his chest towards his abs, to the growing bulge in his jeans. I get closer till my face is close to his. I could feel his hot breath on my skin and see the stubble on his face. He bit his lips as I got closer.

 

Just then, his phone rings. He picks it up.

 

"Hey, haven't heard from you in a while...Yea, I'm home....Now? I'm actually with a friend....Yea, he is...Okay."

 

Arun hangs up and puts on his shirt. I could tell what he was going to say. That was his booty call and he needed to go satisfy her while I waited for him here. I knew I couldn't look disappointed and had act nonchalant. 

 

"Let's go."

 

I was surprised and very much confused. Was I supposed to watch while they got it on? I mean it would be like watching porn but still it seemed a little weird.

 

"It's okay. I'll just wait."

 

"No, she wants to meet you."

 

Before I can protest, Arun already has pulled me up and out the door. We make it to his hot neighbour's house in a few minutes and I must say, I wasn't disappointed when she opened the door. The woman had the perfect body, not too curvy, not too thin. She also had one of those delicate faces, the kind that you would see in anime. Whether it was natural or a surgeon's gift, it sure looked good on her.

 

"This is Mel."

 

"Wow, Arun. You weren't lying when you said he was handsome."

 

Mel lifted my shirt and has a feel of my stomach.

 

"Fit too."

 

She pulls Arun's shirt off and buries her face in his pecs.

 

"Fuck, I missed this." 

 

They both make out as I watched. Arun's hands squeezed her butt as she dug her fingers into his muscular back. I had to admit their passion was causing quite a stir in my pants. Mel tears away from Arun's lips and gazes at me.

 

"You're not waiting for a special invitation are you? Get over here."

 

I looked over to Arun who gives me a devilish wink. I swallow the lump in my throat as I slowly make my way towards Mel's arms. Perhaps I will experience some new things after all.

 

End of Part 7.

 

To Be 

Hate it when women involved in this kind of relationship.Arun should be carcerated for fucking others men women, and that slut should be poke with the largest cucumber that can be found.

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