texasstud
12-25-2005, 09:07 AM
Here's a Christmas memory that I thought I'd share with y'all and you might find it quite interesting. This is a true story as well and it happened the second year of my Army tour over in Germany back in 1979 back when I was 19 years old. It was Christmas Eve and my best friend at the time, his brother (stationed in another unit) and I went to a German bar for a round of beers. For some reason or another, and I don't remember why, we were dressed in fatigues. For those of you who don't know what that is those are kind of like Army work uniforms. Anyway...we had a few pitchers and we met this really kind German guy later on that evening at the bar who bought us more beer! For those of you who've never been to Germany, German people are some of the nicest people you will ever meet...at least they were when I was over there. Turned out he had a Gasthaus (kind of like a hotel) and asked if we wanted to go back there with him. We all agreed. Don't know why we did since the bar we were at was only a block away from our post! So we all piled into his car and he drove us back to his place. We all had more beer there and then he went upstairs to his room and we all passed out in the living room where the bar was. Early the following morning, a few hours after we all passed out, I was awakened because I felt someone's hand on my crotch! It was very dark inside the room and I was still pretty drunk so I couldn't tell who it was. So this unknown person next to me was rubbing the front of my pants and lying so close to me, that I could feel his breath on me! He was really making me hard and his hand was fumbling around...trying to pull down the zipper of my pants. By this time, I was a bit more awake mainly because he had my c**k so hard and it was tentpoling my white briefs and pants like crazy! I "pretended" to be asleep because I thought if he had known I was awake, he would have stopped and I definitely wanted him to continue. I casually scooted my body closer up to him and in no time, he began fumbling around unbuckling my belt and unbuttoning my pants with one hand while rubbing his hand across my crotch with the other. He finally had my pants wide open and I was still "pretending" to be asleep but at the same time, I remembered I was sighing quite a lot. When someone arouses me the way he was doing, I sigh like a little girl and he was hearing a lot of that coming from me! I think he knew I was awake at this point and knew I wanted him to continue by the way I was acting. He pulled down my pants almost to my knees with a little "casual" help from me! He was desperately fumbling around trying to get inside the leg openings of my white briefs but I remember that my Army "tightie whities" were too tight even though I scooted my body closer up to him to try to help him more. Unable to do that, he began rubbing the front of my briefs and I was sighing even more! With my briefs getting wetter and wetter with each rub of his hand, I wanted his hand inside my briefs so I "casually" flipped over on my back. He scooted up next to me and finally was able to get his hand inside the leg opening of my briefs. He wasted no time...thrusting his hand inside my briefs and wrapping it around my hard, throbbing c**k. He began slowly stroking his hand up and down inside my briefs while I still was trying to “pretend” that I was asleep. He must have known that I wasn’t from the way I was sighing though. My sighs grew louder and louder and I remember begging him softly to continue. He began stroking his hand up and down much faster in my briefs now with me whimpering and sighing like a little girl. I could feel my briefs rising higher and higher off my body as he continued stroking his hand up and down inside of my briefs.
“Oh God! Yes!…yes!” I remembered whimpering softly as sweat poured from my body. He knew now that I was awake and that I wanted him to make me cum because he began pounding his hand up and down furiously inside of my briefs! I still couldn’t make out who it was molesting me and making me feel so good in the pitch, black, dark room. All I could make out was a shadowy figure very close to me playing around like crazy inside of my briefs. My briefs were getting wetter and wetter and he was really close to making me shoot off in my briefs when suddenly, all the beer that I had been drinking the evening before kicked in! I got up suddenly and he quickly scrambled away from me and I headed to the bathroom. I can’t remember how long I was in there for but it was a while because the room was spinning! When things finally calmed down and I was able to lie down again, I headed back inside the room and laid back down. I was hoping that this guy would resume playing around with me. After waiting for about ten or fifteen minutes, I pulled down my pants and slipped my hand inside of my briefs and finished what this guy had started! I was so horny because of what this guy had been doing to me that I didn’t care if anyone was watching or listening to me or not! All I wanted to do was get off! I finally fell back asleep after exploding into my briefs. We woke up later that morning and, after eating breakfast, the German guy drove us back to the post. For the next couple of days, I thought about what had happened or if it even happened at all! Had I dreamt the whole thing? I decided to confide with my best friend and told him what had happened.
“So that’s why you were beating off!” he laughed and said, “I woke up…and man…you were really going at it!”
“Yeah but who was it?” I asked him, “Was there anyone else in the room besides the three of us?”
“It wasn’t me! I know that!” he replied laughing, “Do you think it could have been that guy we met in the bar?”
“I don’t think so,” I said assuredly, “He was upstairs the whole time we were down there. This person had a thin build too so I know it wasn’t him. This was someone who was sleeping next me!”
“S**t! It must have been my brother then!” he replied.
“Is he gay?” I asked.
“Yeah! I’ve known for a while now. I can’t believe he tried that with you!”
After confiding in me with that little tidbit, he swore me to secrecy that I would never tell anyone else about his brother which I agreed. A couple of months later, I did run across his brother again and I confronted him. Of course he emphatically denied it and I remember we almost got into a fight about it! I could tell he was nervous about it though and that’s when I realized that I hadn’t been dreaming that night…that it really did happen! Even with being sick from the beer drinking, it was one of the best Christmas Eve’s and Christmas Day’s I had ever had since being an adult!
Merry Christmas y’all from the stud!
“Oh God! Yes!…yes!” I remembered whimpering softly as sweat poured from my body. He knew now that I was awake and that I wanted him to make me cum because he began pounding his hand up and down furiously inside of my briefs! I still couldn’t make out who it was molesting me and making me feel so good in the pitch, black, dark room. All I could make out was a shadowy figure very close to me playing around like crazy inside of my briefs. My briefs were getting wetter and wetter and he was really close to making me shoot off in my briefs when suddenly, all the beer that I had been drinking the evening before kicked in! I got up suddenly and he quickly scrambled away from me and I headed to the bathroom. I can’t remember how long I was in there for but it was a while because the room was spinning! When things finally calmed down and I was able to lie down again, I headed back inside the room and laid back down. I was hoping that this guy would resume playing around with me. After waiting for about ten or fifteen minutes, I pulled down my pants and slipped my hand inside of my briefs and finished what this guy had started! I was so horny because of what this guy had been doing to me that I didn’t care if anyone was watching or listening to me or not! All I wanted to do was get off! I finally fell back asleep after exploding into my briefs. We woke up later that morning and, after eating breakfast, the German guy drove us back to the post. For the next couple of days, I thought about what had happened or if it even happened at all! Had I dreamt the whole thing? I decided to confide with my best friend and told him what had happened.
“So that’s why you were beating off!” he laughed and said, “I woke up…and man…you were really going at it!”
“Yeah but who was it?” I asked him, “Was there anyone else in the room besides the three of us?”
“It wasn’t me! I know that!” he replied laughing, “Do you think it could have been that guy we met in the bar?”
“I don’t think so,” I said assuredly, “He was upstairs the whole time we were down there. This person had a thin build too so I know it wasn’t him. This was someone who was sleeping next me!”
“S**t! It must have been my brother then!” he replied.
“Is he gay?” I asked.
“Yeah! I’ve known for a while now. I can’t believe he tried that with you!”
After confiding in me with that little tidbit, he swore me to secrecy that I would never tell anyone else about his brother which I agreed. A couple of months later, I did run across his brother again and I confronted him. Of course he emphatically denied it and I remember we almost got into a fight about it! I could tell he was nervous about it though and that’s when I realized that I hadn’t been dreaming that night…that it really did happen! Even with being sick from the beer drinking, it was one of the best Christmas Eve’s and Christmas Day’s I had ever had since being an adult!
Merry Christmas y’all from the stud!