Hap The Seduction Part four

This is part four of a true experience, which took place in the mid 40's. It is expected that the final section will be completed with in the next couple of weeks. 
Had finished my nightly session with Peterson and his buddies, was horny as all get out after having done four guys including Peterson. The thought of Smithy and his nice uncut cock was constantly on my mind. Thought perhaps tonight might be a good time to explore the situation.

Went down to our compartment, it was almost lights out but a few guys were still hanging around the lounge area. Smithy was there sucking up to a guy named Harrington, a guy who had been on the ship quite a while and tended to look up his nose at us newer guys. Smithy and I chatted a while. Harrington had gone some place, which left Smithy and me alone. Smithy and I chatted a bit the subject of sex came up after a bit I made some references to being tired of jerking of a needed some thing else like maybe a good blow job. He seemed interested then saying it sounds good but has never had one. Felt if I was going to seduce him it was probably now or never. I then asked him if he wanted to go on deck for a while and look at all the ships in the harbor. He said sure but give me a minute. Thought he was going to the head but in retrospect think, he was actually setting me up. 

In a few minutes, Smithy came back and we went up on deck. Went to the very front of the ship, not only a better view but private also. It was a perfectly clear night with very mild temperature. In fact had I not had other things on my mind would have enjoyed the view of the harbor and the almost hundred ships of all type anchored or tied up there. We stood there counting the number of ships; Smithy was standing real close to me and a little sideways. His cock was right by my hand. Reached out and let my hand ever so gently brush the front of his trousers. There was no immediate reaction then felt his trousers move close to my hand and sort of touch it. I reached back and again brushed the front of his trousers but this time pressed, just a bit so I could just barely feel the outline of his cock. Again, I felt his trousers brush my hand; it was firmer which gave me a good feel of his cock. I then reached back and gently squeezed his cock. He just stood there so opened his buttons (we did not have zippers on our trousers). Ran my hand inside his trousers and shorts. Took hold of his cock which was not a bad size, naturally nothing like Hap's, played with it and his balls. Got my finger inside his foreskin and went round and around on the head, started to get some lubricating, think he liked it, know I like mine done like that.

He never said anything just stood there and, I assumed, enjoyed it. Was surprised he did not get a hard on right away, it got longer and thicker but never did come up. Then asked him if he wanted to go some place else like maybe our battle station way up were I had seduced Hap and had many good sessions with him. He said sure so we headed back but he stopped in the shadow of one of the turrets and stood there sort of waiting. I again reached in and played with his cock some more then again asked if he wanted to go up to our battle station. He said sure if you want to.

He said just a minute so I can button up. He stood there buttoning up his trousers when all at once Harrington came around the corner socked me saying "You little Queer". Now I was in deep do do. Did not know what to do, or which way to turn. Harrington and Smithy left while I was left to wonder what the hell do I do now. Figured Smithy and set me up so Harrington would catch me. He knew this and that is why his cock did not get hard. Was glad that I had held back and I was not actually sucking him at the time. In fact was not even touching him. Returned to the compartment and waited to see what was going to happen next? Knew no way in hell would I admit I had touched him or anyone else. Naturally, the word had spread like wild fire. However, when the guys started asking me what was going on said do not know. Had gone up on deck with Smithy to look at all the ships in the harbor and had started back when Smithy stopped and said he had to button his fly. (It was not unusual for the buttons to pop open). I had stopped to wait then Harrington came around the corner of the turret and hit me. Smithy in turn had told them I had opened his fly and fondled him.

I was really scared, hardly slept all night. Worried about what it would be like the next morning when everyone on the ship would know or think I was a queer, and would I be court-martialed and/or discharged with an undesirable discharge.
The next day or so was pretty rough. No one, let alone Hap, wanted to be seen alone with me. All the top guys in the detachment questioned me repeatedly. Was also questioned by the Chaplain the ship's doctor and a couple others. Regardless did not waver in my story. Smithy was not getting off total clear either. He was not particularly popular, few guys really like an ass kisser. A lot of guys wondered why would a guy just stand there and let someone open their fly and play with their cock without at least protesting and in fact resisting it. Something Smithy did not or could not explain or answer. (Not sure if readers can fully understand the military's feeling toward homosexuality back then (mid to late 40s') So strict was the policy that a guy who was a passive partner that is just stood there and let a guy suck his cock he was determined to be just as guilty of committing a homosexual act as the person actually performing the act. The services lost a lot of good men with that rule. At that time it was common practice for employers to ask all prospective employees for their service papers, discharge DD14, etc. To have to show an undesirable discharge certificate was a sure way not to get hired)

Did not realize it at the time but Hap, Peterson, Reynolds, Carpenter, plus I am sure all the others, were just afraid as I was. If I were to admit I was gay (or queer as they called it then) and told them I had done these other guys, they would all be booted out of the service. At that time, they were still giving guys courts martial and a lot of time in the brig for being gay. I had too much to lose by admitting I was gay, not intended to tell anyone that I had serviced several of the guys. Regardless in looking back can sure understand their concern that I might admit or be talked into admitting to the fact I was gay. While I had no intention to admit to anything let alone that I had sucked those guys they did not know that. Obviously none of them wanted to be seen with me had no easy way of letting Hap or any of the others know that no way in hell would I admit to any thing. (Not sure if readers can fully understand the military's feeling toward homosexuality back then (mid to late 40s'. So strict was the policy that is a guy who was a passive partner that is just stood there and let a guy suck his cock he was determined to be just as guilty of committing a homosexual act as the person actually performing the act. The services lost a lot of good men with that rule). 

When guys would ask why would Smithy, or for that matter anyone else, say something like that when it was not true. I always replied did not know unless he was still sore at me for instigating a practical joke on a guy, there were several of us involved, but I was the ringleader. Smithy, who also participated in it, ended up getting the blame for it. The fact Smithy did not resist, when I fondled him, did not help in adding to the credibility of his story. In fact, several of the guys openly questioned him why he would let someone play with his cock and not object. Something did just not seem to ring true. After a lot of questioning which did not add anything to what they already knew things sort of settled down. However, was still pretty lonely, no one wanted to be near or to be seen associating with me. A few guys were nice to me, sympathized with me but still did not openly associate with me. Smithy was not very popular, while I in turn got along with everyone and had a pretty good relationship with most of the guys. Some openly suggested that Smithy was telling lies. The fact I gone out to the local houses of ill repute and ended up with a STD (Gonorrhea) while on liberty with Hap and we had both screwed the same gal was now a plus. 

About the third or fourth night after it happened had guard duty again. The brig was in the process of being painted. We had only one prisoner so moved him to an empty compartment. The Chief, who was trying to be helpful, had placed a soft chair there for us to use, this was my undoing. Had the 8-12 watch, about 11 o'clock had sat down, was still having trouble sleeping, this thing hung like a sword over my head. Sat in the chair, fell asleep and Williams caught me, took my pistol; and locked me up. To fall asleep on duty and have your weapon removed was pretty serious. I was now in even deeper do do. Williams had said he would get me and now he had. 

The next morning the detachment commander had me released from the brig but placed me on restriction. Actually, this was a good break for the powers to be. I would no doubt be court-martialed, do time in the brig and so would be out of circulation while they decided what to do about the gay thing. I was indeed court-martialed and sentenced to 30 days plus a fine. The 30 days just happened to match the date we were due back in the states. Ended up in the same cell were I had done Peterson. At least I had some great memories of that cell. 

Most of the guys were pretty good never once mentioning the gay thing. Hap, when he had the duty never said a word. In fact, when they would have various drills and the whole area was empty and the hatch closed would try to get a feel but he would have no part of it. One time a kid by the name of Sanchez brought the subject up, ended up feeling him up playing with his cock until it got hard then he broke it off. A few guys tried to question me about Smithy but I stuck to my story, in most cases felt, they were trying to find out stuff to report it to the higher ups. The night before we arrived back in the states, I was released from the brig. By this time knew I was going to be transferred to a Naval Hospital for evaluation. At least I still had a chance of not being booted out of the service.

The morning the ship docked, I was told to bring my sea bag up on deck so that I would be ready when the vehicle came to take me to the hospital. The detachment commander was officer of the day and as such was there at the gangplank as I set my sea bag down. Just then Hap came up handed me a letter and told me to read it. It was a typed letter from Smithy to me apologizing for what he had said and stating I had done nothing wrong that night. Smithy had signed the letter along with two other guys who signed as witness. Do not know how the hell Hap talked him into doing this or maybe he, and others, threatened him regardless there it was. Showed it to the detachment commander who read it but said, "It is to late now" but make sure that gets in your health record. (In those days when you were transferred, with out leave, you usually carried both your record book and health record with you). When I got to the hospital made, sure a copy of it was made and put in my records. I kept the original. 

The hospital ward was almost empty, there were about have a dozen of us there for psychological evaluation. We had plenty of room and was pretty well scattered around the ward. The duty Corpsman would stay in an office, which was located about the center of the ward. None of us initially had liberty but later as guys passed through the various tests a number of them was give base liberty. 

Over the course of the next couple of weeks, I talked to a number of doctors and took a whole battery of various tests. In between session and test had a lot of free time with nothing to do. The evening hours were the worst. Got to know the corpsman (Jerry) pretty well. He was a real nice looking hunk who appeared to be very well equipped. He used to have the evening shift. We used to play cards, checkers and chess quite often. 

Noticed that quite often when I went to the head (restroom), Jerry did also. This seemed only to happen when there were few other guys around. The urinal was one long trough with no dividers. Was, at least I thought, pretty discreet in getting quick looks at his cock which was quite impressive A couple of times caught him getting a look at mine. Wondered if he was interested or trying to trap me. No matter no way was I about to make a move or respond to him or anyone else. At least not until I had been returned to full duty.