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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 8

 

End of Part 8.

 

To Be Continued…

 

WOW... the threesome is just the appetiser... time for the main course... and the chapter always end when I'm at my hardest 😢

 

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Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 9

 

Arun  presses his thumb against my lips and gently moves the length of it while his other hand holds my hand to massage the increasing bulge in his jeans. His thumb continues to play with my lips as I lightly lick it with my wet tongue. Taking this as an invitation, he puts his thumb into my mouth as I slowly suckle on it. He takes out his wet thumb and pulls me close to him, as he mounts his lips onto mine. His kisses are rough and long, giving me barely any time to take a breath. As he pushes me away, I take a breath. But he wasn't ready to let me rest. 

 

He presses his hands on my shoulder, a signal to get on my knees. My face right in front of his crotch, he unzips and releases his long, thick, throbbing cock. It looked even more massive up close. I grab the base of it and easily pulled his foreskin away, to reveal the moist head. I give it a light lick. The taste was weird but strangely I didn't want to stop. I licked the top and moved my tongue up and down the shaft, making the cock wet. I could hear Arun's deep breathing.

 

"Put it in your mouth."

 

As instructed, I put the whole head of his penis into my mouth and gently suck on it. I didn't really know what I was doing as I had never done it before but mimicked what the girls did from the numerous porn videos that I had watched over the years. I looked up to see Arun who had his head back and looked like he was enjoying it. Taking this as a good sign, I continued to suck on his cock. I didn't go too far down on it as the first few inches were intimidating enough. I wondered how Mel could have taken that whole monstrous cock without flinching. 

 

About a minute in, I could tell that Arun wanted more as he held onto my head now. He wanted me to take him deeper. As he shoved the entire length of his cock, I thought he was going to drill a hole through the back of my head. My eyes began to water as he continued to fuck my mouth. I could barely breathe as he rough fucked my mouth. At one point, I pushed his cock away to take a breath but he was too horny and caught in the moment to give me a break, as he pulled my face towards him and shoved his cock down my throat once again. He continued to fuck my mouth and even held my hands when I tried to pull away. Arun fucked my mouth fast and rough and made no apologies about it. He only saw me as a means of pleasure and strangely I was okay with it.

 

"Fuck I'm going to cum."

 

I believed he would withdraw his cock and cum on the floor but he continued to fuck my mouth fast as I felt spurts of warm liquid rush down my throat. I could feel his cock pulsating inside my mouth as he only withdrew after he had emptied every last drop. He took his cock out of my mouth which was interestingly, still hard. It felt so surreal having someone cum down my throat. I couldn't really comprehend it. 

 

"That felt so good, man."

 

I got up from my feet, the after taste of Arun's cum still in my throat.

 

"I didn't think you would cum in my mouth."

 

Arun looked a little surprised, yet nonchalant.

 

"Oh, I thought you would have liked that. All the girls like it when I cum in their mouths."

 

His misogynistic answer took me by surprise. I wasn't one of his girls or was that how he saw me? Was doing this really the right thing for me? I couldn't really think straight. I told him that we should just go back to his place. As we entered his home, Arun stripped off his clothes.

 

"Let's go shower and maybe we can play some more."

 

Arun stood there in front of me, his muscled body on display complete with that cheeky smile. Just then, we hear footsteps. Arun had a look of fear on his face as he ran into his room. I look towards the door to see that it was Arun's family back early from their trip and looked stunned to see a complete stranger in their house. Before they can ask me any questions, Arun walks out of his room, dressed in a tank top and shorts and quickly explains that I'm his camp buddy and that I was invited over to play some games. His parents were nice and offered me to stay for dinner.

 

"No, he has got a hot date tonight. He needs to go home and get ready."

 

Arun gives me a look to go with his lie and I simply nodded. I take my things and make my way out. Arun gestures that he will text me later as he closes his gate behind me. As I made my way home, I receive a text from Arun.

 

"Hey sorry. Didn't know my family would come back so early.  I had fun today. We'll catch up in camp."

 

I put my phone as my mind drifted to the events of the day. A threesome and sucking off a guy. I never thought I would do either but it had happened today. And somehow it felt like I had no control in neither one of the experiences.

 

The weekend ended and I was back in camp. It was a slow week so apart from paper work and the usual training. I had some time to myself so I decided to spend some time in the gym one of the nights. Halfway through my workout, I was joined by Arun. Arun, was his usual chatty and vibrant self but somehow the events from the weekend were not allowing me to move freely with him and somehow he could feel it too. I didn't know why but I just couldn't be around him. I excused myself saying I was done and that I will see him in the morning.

 

I stood under the shower as the water rushed down on me. As I got lost in my thoughts, I feel two hands grab my waist. I jump and pull away in surprise to see a naked Arun standing behind me.

 

"Hey, it's just me. Relax."

 

I was startled by his presence and tell him to leave but he wasn't ready to go. He knew something was wrong and wanted me to talk to him but I couldn't. The reason was that it wasn't clear why I was feeling this way. I tell him to leave but he doesn't listen. He pushes me against the wall, holding my hands. I try to push him away but he's a lot stronger than me. I tell him to get off of me and leave.

 

"If you want me to leave, why the fuck are you hard?"

 

I look down and felt betrayed to see that my cock was hard and standing at attention. Somehow him being rough with me was turning me on. I was so confused. Arun gives me his usual crooked smile as he releases my one arm and grabs my hard, throbbing cock. 

 

End of Part 9.

 

To Be Continued…

 

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Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 10

 

His rough hand with callouses moving up and down my hard cock felt strangely good. I was getting lost in the rhythm as I took a deep breath which Arun noticed. He smiles.

 

"You like that, don't you?"

 

From his sculpted body, movie star looks down to the flirty crooked smile, everything about this boy captivated me. And his touch continued to enthrall me. I was slipping further and further into his spell and I was losing myself, losing who I was. I opened my eyes and looked deep into his, staring back at me with such intensity. With every ounce in my body and heart, I push him away. He falls back, looking confused.

 

"Get out."

 

Arun wasn't in the mood to listen to me. In his mind, I was probably just throwing a tantrum or worse playing hard to get. However, this was so much more than that.

 

"Oh come on, we're just having some fun."

 

Of course it was just fun to him. He was oblivious that this was more than just fun for me. 

 

"If you think someone's going to come in, I already checked. Everyone is getting ready for bed or doing something."

 

Those words triggered something in me. I couldn't quite explain it but I snapped back at him. 

 

"Of course, you wouldn't want anyone to know about this. Your dirty little secret."

 

Arun looks confused. And honestly, I didn't blame him. I was just as confused at the words that were coming out from my mouth. However, he must have noticed something in my eyes - a tinge of sadness perhaps. He calms down and tries to make sense of what was happening. 

 

"Look, you know this could ruin the both of us. Not just our time here but everything in the future."

 

He was right. Two commanders having fun with one another wasn't just going to be a black mark in our military records. It could possibly follow us all through our lives. Destroying our chances at having a successful career in the future and even creating great discomfort and embarrassment for our families. 

 

"I know and that is why this needs to end."

 

I could see that Arun was a little taken aback. Perhaps he was expecting a different answer. That maybe we should be more discreet and continue on. That we should perhaps do this out of camp, where we won't increase our chances of being caught. I believe the last thing he expected was an ultimatum. He steps back, his back against the wall of the shower stall.

 

"Are you really sure about this?"

 

I nod. I think he could tell I was resolute. Arun did something to me that I had never experienced before. Every moment with him felt like electricity coursing through my veins, cradling me between the bridge between life and death. But still it was a secret fantasy, away from the truths of reality. And although these experiences were both tantalizing and exciting, it wasn't true. It wasn't true to him or me. Thus, it wasn't fair to either one of us.

 

We must have stood in the stall, facing one another for a few minutes I believe. Naked and staring deep into each others' eyes, we were not throwing ourselves ravenously into each others' arms but simply looking at one another without saying a word. Before walking out, Arun gives me his familiar crooked smile. This time I could see it lined with a little despair as he walks out of the toilet. 

 

The next few months went on quickly as we kept busy with more of the batches of recruits coming one after another. Most of our time was spent training and teaching the soldiers who would continue their NS life after their brief stint in our guidance. Arun was to ORD a few months before me and so had been clearing his leave and off days. After the shower incident, Arun never tried to get me alone or make a move or perhaps rekindle what we had. He respected the decision that was taken and adhered to it as he knew much as I did that this was the best solution for both of us. His understudy, 2LT Daryl, was a lot like Arun. Disciplined and dedicated and expected the best from his team. The boys gravitated towards him and we all found a great synergy to work together. But he was no Arun.

 

I still remember that Friday morning. Daryl was preparing for some training for the recruits in the afternoon and was briefing us when the company office door opened. Standing there was Arun, sporting a fresh haircut and dressed in a fitted tee and jeans. He looked dashing as ever. The boys start to swarm him. He shows off his IC proudly to all of them, who look in envy. The usual talk about what you going to do after army ensued. I didn't really get involved in the chatter as I wasn't too interested. There were the occasional glances between Arun and I but they were only momentary before the attention shifted back to the boys.

 

"I will see you guys for dinner tomorrow. My ORD treat, okay?"

 

The boys roar in excitement and as everyone said their goodbyes, Arun makes his way out but not before discreetly gesturing to see him outside the office. I meet him outside and he ask me if I can walk with him to the jetty. As we walk without saying a word, I try to break the awkward silence.

 

"So you excited about ORD-ing?"

 

"Yea, but also a little scared. I mean now, real life begins."

 

I nod. Silence continues. Neither of us know what to say. 

 

"Look, about what happened..."

 

"You're right. It was wrong. I shouldn't have started all of this, that night at the beach. I was confused, I confused and we just got into this whole big mess that we..."

 

Before I can rattle on, Arun stops me.

 

"I wanted to say, I don't regret any of it."

 

It wasn't the answer I was expecting. 

 

"This was all very new to me and exciting."

 

His eyes look deep into mine. Somehow I felt he didn't want this to end. I didn't want it to end either but I had to do what was right.

 

"But it's over now. We all should move on."

 

Arun smiles and nods.

 

"I'll see you at dinner?"

 

I nod as he made his way to the ferry terminal. He waved goodbye and went to the waiting area as I made my way back. I didn't go for the dinner the next day. Texted him, saying I was sick. I got a :( on my phone followed by a next time then. However, that next time never happened. I ORD-ed a few months later. Every time, we had a gathering, somehow either one of us will always be unable to make it. I had been assigned to a new unit for my reservist training and lost touch with all of the guys. To make matters worse, I lost most of my contacts after my phone got wrecked.

 

I managed to find some of the guys on Facebook but not Arun. He had a page but wasn't active. Heard from one of the guys that his number wasn't in service anymore and that he probably changed his number. I didn't bother to ask more as I took it as a sign that perhaps the universe was finding ways to keep us apart. It was probably for our own good. A good ten years passed. I was now in my late 20s, quickly approach the big three o. I was working in a reputable company at a job I loved because it allowed me to travel and to meet new people. Things were going great except for my love life.

 

I continued to date women but nothing really worked out. After Arun, I thought I might be attracted to men and so decided that a shot. However, I couldn't have a connection with them lest alone anything remotely sexual. I guess it was just Arun that made me feel that way. I couldn't really explain but I had something with him I think I could never feel with anyone else - be it a woman or a man. 

 

Some of my colleagues and I were sent to Ho Chi Minh for a workshop/conference for a few days. We were put up at a nice hotel with many amenities and facilities. I often enjoyed these overseas trips that came as a perk with the job. My colleagues and I made our way to the hotel restaurant, where a scrumptious buffet breakfast was part of our hotel package. As we made our way through the plethora of dishes, my attention is turned to a table in the corner of a small family. A father, mother and their young son having breakfast. My attention immediately goes to the father.

 

The father, a well-built man with a tanned complexion has medium-length wavy hair that moves as he speaks. Those dark features accentuated by a heavy stumble makes my mind wonder. I can only see his side profile but when he turns in my direction, I see him straight on. His eyes meet mine. I gasp. Its the same brown eyes that I had often gotten lost in. And then, just like that, that familiar crooked smile appears. 

 

I am bewildered. There's no way this could be happening.

 

End of Part 10

 

 

 

 

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Ya...strangely I too felt a sudden wave of sadness descending on my chest after reading part 10.

 

Reminded so much of my struggle with my sexual orientation with an army mate WCT. Can never forget his name...haha

 

Please please reconcile with Arun can? Lol

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Should become fb with Arun, and then with the wife as well. Threesome. Would be so hot. Meanwhile please develop on other hot sexual encounters over the past 10 years. 

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Oh man . . . 

It's like another Elio-Oliver fate - a nice gay summer romance to remember before the realities of life sets in.

 

I myself had a bit of gay fun during NS as well, but sadly, nothing beyond it. Somehow, as regimental as NS is, it's still very much a sheltered environment where you are neither bogged down by any school tests/exams, or financial responsibilities.

 

So it's a time where many guys explore sexually, especially being in a homosocial environment.

 

Many of these guys, like Arun, go on to date and marry women.

 

Anyway, sorry for ranting.

 

Was a bit sad for the way the story turned out, and how it skipped to many years.

 

But I guess that's life.

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Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 11

 

"David, is that you?"

 

My nod was followed by that familiar crooked smile of his. 

 

"Remember me? Arun. From U Coy?"

 

Of course, I knew who he was. He was one of the few people in my life I could never forget. As I stared into those brown eyes, it almost felt unreal seeing him in front of me after all these years.

 

"Gosh, how long has it been? 10 years? You look the same, man. Like you never aged."

 

Arun on the hand, looked quite different from the last time I saw him. With the tousled hair, heavy stubble and significantly beefier physique, he looked like one of the smoldering lead actors from a Spanish telenovela. Arun may have been a handsome boy before but he was definitely a beautiful man now. 

 

"You should meet my wife and son."

 

I couldn't deny that those words didn't prick at me. But I mustered every ounce of courage I had and walked with him to his family's side. His wife, Emily, looked Eurasian and was breathtakingly beautiful. She was polite and elegant as she was beautiful. His little son, Nik, a mixture of both mom and dad was a cute and energetic boy. It was a picture of the perfect family. The kind that you would see in a postcard or a TV commercial. 

 

I tell him that I'm here for a work conference while he tells me that it's their last day in Ho Chi Minh before they take a flight out to Chiang Mai. 

 

"We are kind of taking a trip around South-east Asia before this one starts school. We've already been to Cambodia and Vietnam and Thailand is the next stop."

 

He ruffles the hair of his son with those big hands.

 

"Maybe we could catch up over drinks once I'm back in Singapore."

 

I nod and we exchange numbers before I head back to my own table for breakfast. I casually chat with my colleagues about seeing my army mate after 10 years. They start to talk about their own army stories, the usual go-to topic for most Singaporean men every chance they got. Arun and I exchanged the usual smiles and glances during breakfast and when they were done, he comes up to me and says his goodbye before promising to catch up back home. 

 

As I see him walk away happily with his wife and kid, I couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness and jealousy at the depths of my heart. Was I a terrible person for feeling this way or was it simply because I was feeling an acute sense of ache from never having closure for a bond that I still couldn't explain?

 

After our conference in the day, some of my colleagues wanted to get a massage from those pretty Vietnamese girls. We went to one of the those seedy establishments where very early on into the massage, you realize you're going to be getting extras. Even as I was having sex with one these petite and pretty Vietnamese girl all I could see were flashes of Arun's handsome face and that crooked smile. Seeing him today had stirred something inside me that had remained dormant for so long.

 

It was two weeks after my overseas trip and I had not received a call or even a text from Arun. I understood that he might be travelling but it was funny how there was no inkling of interaction after our short meeting. Was it just a polite gesture to exchange contacts and no desire on his part to take it any further than that? As I said in the office lost in my thoughts, my phone on the table starts to ring. It was Arun.

 

Perhaps feeling a slight sense of trepidation, I pick it up.

 

"Hey man, it's me. Good time to talk?"

 

I made my way out of my office to the outside as I heard Arun apologize for not contacting me sooner. He had dropped his phone in the hotel swimming pool in Thailand and was unable to use his phone till he got it fixed in Singapore.

 

"I was happy I didn't lose my contacts list. If not, I would have lost you as well."

 

I smiled to myself like an idiot. He could never lose me, no matter what he did.

 

"So you wanna go out tonight? I can come pick you up. You still stay at the same place, right?"

 

I tell him that my family and I had recently moved to another neighborhood and Arun was surprised to hear it as he was living in the same neighborhood. He had been living there for three years while we had moved about a year ago. However, not once did our paths cross. The universe must have been trying ways to keep us apart, until now that is. We arranged to meet at Changi, a place we used to frequent during our NS days. 

 

I rushed back home from work that day to get ready for our night out. I showered and even bothered to style my hair. Did some push ups and even dumbbell exercises so that my body looked extra good in my t-shirt and jeans. Whether he would notice or not, I didn't know but I still had to do it. I waited under my block to see Arun drive up in his car. I get in the front seat to see Arun dressed in a casual white shirt and jeans. His messy wavy hair and stubble made him look effortlessly handsome. 

 

We had satay and beer at the hawker center as we reminisced about our NS days. He contributed to much of the talk and it was fine by me as it gave me more time to just look at him. That white shirt was quite translucent which made every taut muscle on his body that much more apparent. He had definitely gotten bigger and fitter since his NS days, like that was even possible. We were done in less than an hour. 

 

It must have been around 9 or 10 plus and Arun suggests we drive down to the beach. We got to one of the more secluded parts of the beach and stared out to the sea. Sitting on the ground, he points out in the distance.

 

"Wow, can actually see Tekong from here. Many memories there."

 

"Yes, many memories."

 

We both lock eyes but quickly turn away.

 

"Remember in camp, we used to jog along the beach at night."

 

I nodded. Then, his crooked smile began to appear. I somehow knew what was coming.

 

"And that one time we swam naked."

 

I smiled. I did remember it as if it was yesterday.

 

"And then you molested me."

 

I was taken by surprise by this. I decided to be just as cheeky as him.

 

"Molest? You looked like you were enjoying it."

 

"I didn't say I didn't enjoy it."

 

We both have a good laugh about the past as we looked into each other's eyes. Arun takes a deep breath as he inches closer to me.

 

"I really missed you, man."

 

Those were not the words I was expecting him to say but it sure felt good. Good enough to make all those memories come racing back as my emotions start to envelop me. Something was stirring inside me as he puts his hand on my thigh. A hardening in my pants as I lose myself to the moment. He looks down at my rising bulge and smiles.

 

"I guess you missed me too."

 

He moves his hand from my thigh to my crotch. I could feel my cock pulsating in my jeans. Everything seemed so surreal.

 

 End of Part 11

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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 11

 

"David, is that you?"

 

My nod was followed by that familiar crooked smile of his. 

 

"Remember me? Arun. From U Coy?"

 

Of course, I knew who he was. He was one of the few people in my life I could never forget. As I stared into those brown eyes, it almost felt unreal seeing him in front of me after all these years.

 

"Gosh, how long has it been? 10 years? You look the same, man. Like you never aged."

 

Arun on the hand, looked quite different from the last time I saw him. With the tousled hair, heavy stubble and significantly beefier physique, he looked like one of the smoldering lead actors from a Spanish telenovela. Arun may have been a handsome boy before but he was definitely a beautiful man now. 

 

"You should meet my wife and son."

 

I couldn't deny that those words didn't prick at me. But I mustered every ounce of courage I had and walked with him to his family's side. His wife, Emily, looked Eurasian and was breathtakingly beautiful. She was polite and elegant as she was beautiful. His little son, Nik, a mixture of both mom and dad was a cute and energetic boy. It was a picture of the perfect family. The kind that you would see in a postcard or a TV commercial. 

 

I tell him that I'm here for a work conference while he tells me that it's their last day in Ho Chi Minh before they take a flight out to Chiang Mai. 

 

"We are kind of taking a trip around South-east Asia before this one starts school. We've already been to Cambodia and Vietnam and Thailand is the next stop."

 

He ruffles the hair of his son with those big hands.

 

"Maybe we could catch up over drinks once I'm back in Singapore."

 

I nod and we exchange numbers before I head back to my own table for breakfast. I casually chat with my colleagues about seeing my army mate after 10 years. They start to talk about their own army stories, the usual go-to topic for most Singaporean men every chance they got. Arun and I exchanged the usual smiles and glances during breakfast and when they were done, he comes up to me and says his goodbye before promising to catch up back home. 

 

As I see him walk away happily with his wife and kid, I couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness and jealousy at the depths of my heart. Was I a terrible person for feeling this way or was it simply because I was feeling an acute sense of ache from never having closure for a bond that I still couldn't explain?

 

After our conference in the day, some of my colleagues wanted to get a massage from those pretty Vietnamese girls. We went to one of the those seedy establishments where very early on into the massage, you realize you're going to be getting extras. Even as I was having sex with one these petite and pretty Vietnamese girl all I could see were flashes of Arun's handsome face and that crooked smile. Seeing him today had stirred something inside me that had remained dormant for so long.

 

It was two weeks after my overseas trip and I had not received a call or even a text from Arun. I understood that he might be travelling but it was funny how there was no inkling of interaction after our short meeting. Was it just a polite gesture to exchange contacts and no desire on his part to take it any further than that? As I said in the office lost in my thoughts, my phone on the table starts to ring. It was Arun.

 

Perhaps feeling a slight sense of trepidation, I pick it up.

 

"Hey man, it's me. Good time to talk?"

 

I made my way out of my office to the outside as I heard Arun apologize for not contacting me sooner. He had dropped his phone in the hotel swimming pool in Thailand and was unable to use his phone till he got it fixed in Singapore.

 

"I was happy I didn't lose my contacts list. If not, I would have lost you as well."

 

I smiled to myself like an idiot. He could never lose me, no matter what he did.

 

"So you wanna go out tonight? I can come pick you up. You still stay at the same place, right?"

 

I tell him that my family and I had recently moved to another neighborhood and Arun was surprised to hear it as he was living in the same neighborhood. He had been living there for three years while we had moved about a year ago. However, not once did our paths cross. The universe must have been trying ways to keep us apart, until now that is. We arranged to meet at Changi, a place we used to frequent during our NS days. 

 

I rushed back home from work that day to get ready for our night out. I showered and even bothered to style my hair. Did some push ups and even dumbbell exercises so that my body looked extra good in my t-shirt and jeans. Whether he would notice or not, I didn't know but I still had to do it. I waited under my block to see Arun drive up in his car. I get in the front seat to see Arun dressed in a casual white shirt and jeans. His messy wavy hair and stubble made him look effortlessly handsome. 

 

We had satay and beer at the hawker center as we reminisced about our NS days. He contributed to much of the talk and it was fine by me as it gave me more time to just look at him. That white shirt was quite translucent which made every taut muscle on his body that much more apparent. He had definitely gotten bigger and fitter since his NS days, like that was even possible. We were done in less than an hour. 

 

It must have been around 9 or 10 plus and Arun suggests we drive down to the beach. We got to one of the more secluded parts of the beach and stared out to the sea. Sitting on the ground, he points out in the distance.

 

"Wow, can actually see Tekong from here. Many memories there."

 

"Yes, many memories."

 

We both lock eyes but quickly turn away.

 

"Remember in camp, we used to jog along the beach at night."

 

I nodded. Then, his crooked smile began to appear. I somehow knew what was coming.

 

"And that one time we swam naked."

 

I smiled. I did remember it as if it was yesterday.

 

"And then you molested me."

 

I was taken by surprise by this. I decided to be just as cheeky as him.

 

"Molest? You looked like you were enjoying it."

 

"I didn't say I didn't enjoy it."

 

We both have a good laugh about the past as we looked into each other's eyes. Arun takes a deep breath as he inches closer to me.

 

"I really missed you, man."

 

Those were not the words I was expecting him to say but it sure felt good. Good enough to make all those memories come racing back as my emotions start to envelop me. Something was stirring inside me as he puts his hand on my thigh. A hardening in my pants as I lose myself to the moment. He looks down at my rising bulge and smiles.

 

"I guess you missed me too."

 

He moves his hand from my thigh to my crotch. I could feel my cock pulsating in my jeans. Everything seemed so surreal.

 

 End of Part 11

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The suspense... Like wow.... 

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Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 12

 

His fingers move swiftly towards my zip to unlock my cock from it's denim prison. As it sprang up without warning, he grabs it immediately with no second to lose. Those rough hands going up and down my hard shaft was unlike any pleasure I had experienced in a long time. And I had missed it so much. 

 

Arun was playing and jerking with my dick as if it was his favorite toy whilst still maintaining eye contact with me in an effort to see me squirming in pleasure perhaps. Although I was enjoying this fun time with Arun, I was still afraid as we were out in public.

 

"Somebody's going to see us."

 

"So? They can join if they want."

 

His crooked smile was enough for me to let him have his way with me but the last thing we needed was our overflowing passion to get us arrested. I convinced Arun to move to his car in the parking lot. It was a late weekday night which meant there were a lot less people around and that meant we weren't going to hold back. At the back seat of his car, we undressed each other and just went at each other like a pair of voracious wolves starving for each others flesh.

 

Squeezing, licking, groping, biting at each other, it was almost liked we were fascinated by each other's bodies and wanted to not miss any part of it. And fascinated with his body I was. I thought Arun had an amazing body back in NS but this body he had now was even more incredible. From fit guy to superhero was how I could describe as he was much bigger yet still attractive in the most appealing way. 

 

All that contact between us was making us so sweaty and charged that it was merely seconds before we both were spotting rock hard erections. And Arun's cock was just as I remembered. Long, thick and veiny surrounded by an untrimmed dark bush of pubic hair. I just went straight and started sucking that piece of meat taking in the whole damn cock. I could see Arun's body quiver in pleasure.

 

"Fuck, slow down. Don't make me cum yet."

 

I couldn't help it as he was insatiable. I wanted more and couldn't stop. But at the same time I wanted it last longer so I did as I was told and went a little slower and but still making sure I enveloped every inch of his cock with my lips, tasting it, savoring it. As I take a breath, he pulls me towards him and starts to kiss me. His wet lips and playful tongue continue my dark descent into his erotic wonderland. 

 

As his lips leave mine, I want to continue to pleasure him but instead he pushes me back and starts to lick the top of cock. I was surprised as I never thought he would go down on me. Perhaps it was just a tease before he beckons me to my place of servicing him. But I was wrong. He skillfully takes my cock in his mouth and sucks on it first gently and then slowly increasing the rhythm and pressure.

 

"Fuck, that feels so good."

 

I had no idea if he had done this before and I didn't care if he did as I was too steeped in pleasure. Having my cock sucked by this beautiful man was nothing short of a dream come true. We sat by side, shoulder to shoulder and jerked ourselves off, quickly shooting large spurts of cum onto our bodies. We both sat drenched in sweat and cum, silent for a few minutes before we get dressed and Arun starts to drive off. Although we smile to one another, reality soon sinks in for me. 

 

"Well, after a decade, I guess we got it out of our system. We should not have any trouble moving on now."

 

Arun holds my hand.

 

"I'm not moving on. Not from you. Not now, not ever."

 

His words made my heart skip a few beats but still it was wrong.

 

"You're married. You have a son. I don't want to come between that."

 

Arun stirs a bit. 

 

"My wife and I we haven't been on good terms for a while. We haven't even slept together in a year."

 

It was hard to believe as they looked every bit the perfect family. Perhaps, he was lying to me to not make me feel bad. But I could see it his eyes. There was genuine sadness behind those big brown eyes.

 

"She cheated on me a couple of years ago. I mean it was my fault too. I was busy with work and didn't give her the attention. And she found it with a co-worker of hers."

 

Arun takes a breath. 

 

"She apologized, she cried. I mean I was angry but I didn't know what to do. Even this trip we recently took, it was to try to mend things. But I guess once you break somthing, you can never put it back again without seeing the cracks, can you?"

 

He looked like he was crumbling. So much so that I just wanted to throw my arms around him and never let him go. We finally drive up to my place. We stop for a bit. 

 

"I just want you to not feel bad about this. None of this is your fault. My wife and I, we don't love each other."

 

His words catch me by surprise but I decide to be playful. 

 

"So you love me now?

 

Arun smiles.

 

"I never stopped."

 

I'm dumbfounded by his words forcing me into silence.

 

"You know my friend, he owns this really nice apartment with a great view."

 

"Is he looking for a buyer? I mean I could ask around."

 

Arun laughs.

 

"He's going away for two weeks and I need to go water his plants. And I think could use a little help."

 

There it was. That crooked cheeky smile. 

 

And two days later, I was in that apartment with a great view. Before we even got through the front door we could barely keep ourselves from touching one another. Clothes came off and there we were going at one another like hungry animals. Jerking and sucking each other off on the living room floor, we couldn't get enough of one another. 

 

"Do you think we could do something new today?"

 

I look confused at first but that thought soon disappears when he pulls a condom out of his bag. He wanted to fuck me. 

 

End of Part 12

 

 

 

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Berhenti: A Military Story - Part 13

 

In the decade since my experiences with Arun, I had multiple relationships with women but I also wanted to see if the unbridled passion that I felt with Arun could perhaps extend to another man. However, I couldn't really feel a chemistry or connection to any man. I believed it perhaps might have been more of a  physical thing which led me to two sexual experiences - namely blowjobs. One from a fit army regular at secluded spot on the park connector and the other with an ex-colleague whilst watching a soccer game at his place. 

 

Both times were pretty awkward as it seemed that the other guys were the ones putting all the effort while I just stood there. I deduced that I perhaps was just not attracted to men. But here I was on my back with my legs up having this hunk of a man stuffing his long, strong fingers into my hole.

 

"I read online that you need to stretch the hole a bit or it will hurt like a bitch."

 

I was pretty impressed that this muscle man had done his research and even brought a whole bottle of lube. I always imagined that if Arun ever fucked me it would be him pulling down my pants spitting on my hole and raping the fuck out of me. But luckily for me, I could see that the boy wanted to do this right. 

 

"You ready?"

 

I saw that his condom laced rock hard cock was lubed up and ready to go at my nod of approval. I took a deep breath and gave him the signal. He gently teased the hole a bit before putting the whole thing inside me. I thought it would hurt me so much that I would be scream in pain but surprisingly I wasn't in pain. Somehow, I was able to take all of him like I had been waiting all this time just for him. It almost felt right.

 

Arun had made me in different positions - on my back, on my front, on the floor, carrying me in his arms and every creative way he knew. He was sweating buckets and yet was going on for what felt like a good half an hour. All this time my dick was rock hard. Either I was so horny or he was that fucking good. Suddenly, he drew his cock out of me and pulled out his condom. 

 

"Are you going to cum?"

 

I was ready to be showered by his man juice but he shakes his head and takes a condom out of the box and hands it to me.

 

"Your turn."

 

He has that crooked smile plastered on his face. I couldn't believe it. This beautiful Adonis wanted me to fuck him. 

 

"You sure?"

 

Somehow I felt I wasn't worthy but he got his back, like how he had gotten me the first time. 

 

"Just make sure to loosen me up."

 

He spreads his legs as I reach for the lube. But before I can use my fingers I decide to use my tongue. I spread his massive thighs wide so I can get access to that firm bubble butt. I stuck my tongue deep in that hairy hole as I hear moans from him. Every wiggle of my tongue made the moans deeper and louder. With each noise he made, I got hungrier and hornier for this beautiful creature.

 

"Fuck man. I want you inside me."

 

It was time to tame the beast. I put the condom on my cock and started to fuck Arun aggressively. He moaned, he groaned as I fucked him in every way I could. Our bodies dripping with sweat, we slobbered each other with wet kisses. I fucked Arun hard and rough till he let out a gasp and came all over himself without even touching his cock. Seeing him cum without even touching himself brought me to height of my orgasm. I quickly pulled my cock and condom and came spurts of cum all over Arun's glistening muscular body before falling into his arms. We both held each other in our arms as we kissed, drenched in our sweat and cum.

 

The next weeks was pretty much the same. Arun and I would meet after work and spend a few hours together mostly having sex. The weekend was extra special as we had longer hours, lying at our respective houses that we had work commitments. Every minute, every second we spent together naked and each others' arms and trying out every sex position that we could possibly perform. We were so hungry for each other that we just couldn't get enough. However, our time together did come to an end and it was time to get back to reality.

 

"Im going to KL next weekend. Em's family lives there and we visit from time to time."

 

We sit together on the sofa our hands holding one another. Arun was right next to me yet he was still so far away from me. Still so unattainable.

 

"I'm going to ask for a divorce."

 

I couldn't believe his words. Maybe he was just saying to make me smile. But I shouldn't smile. The last thing I wanted was to break up a family.

 

"Look this, what we have. It can be a secret. There's no need to break up your family"

 

There was that same crooked smile. 

 

"I don't love my wife but I will still care for my son. If you want us to be a secret, we can. But I really want to be with you."

 

I look into those big brown eyes and I knew he was being sincere. Coming out to the world would be difficult, dangerous even. The ramifications would be huge yet somehow I wanted to brave each and every storm with this man. I squeezed his arm and rested my head on his shoulder as he puts his head on mine. We clean up the place before we leave. He drops me at home.

 

"I will talk to you after I come back from KL."

 

He winks with that crooked smile before driving off. As I make my way back home, I smile to myself, thinking of how I've never been happier in my life. For the next week, I don't disturb Arun and give him his space. The last thing I needed was for Emily to see a message from me and learn about secret relationship. I decided to just go about work and not think about Arun for a while. Even though it was hard, I had to do it.

 

At work one day, I get a message on Facebook. I open it to see that it is from James. James was my friend on Facebook but we don't interact much except for casual conversations once in a while. I assumed it was one those casual messages. I open it to see this.

 

Hey David, did you hear about Arun, our PC from Tekong?

 

I was curious. What did James mean? I inquire further and the next few words he typed changed everything.

 

End of Part 13

 

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