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Sexual freedom wasn't possible for me back then because I held a high profile position and when I seen what they did to another guy my age who got busted because he couldn't handle the pressure of the closet and chose to act out, I kept to myself my whole enlistment. The guy was booted out.

I joined the Navy to get away from all the fucking morons I had in my life. It was the best thing I ever did for myself.

Amazing...just sent you a private message, since I was also in the Navy and was in Subic in '78...matter of fact, we left Subic in mid-to-late September of '78, crossed the Equator (have my Shellback card!) and went to Perth, Australia...nice to see ya, "ship-mate!"

Silverbullut, glad you liked my story. I have a lot of fond memories of my time in the service. I enjoyed your story too, I'd like to hear about the circumstances leading up to the point where you all were on that bed together and how you eventually blew the other guys.

One of the reasons I joined the Navy was that I thought it would make me straight. (Massive fail there.) So when my ship arrived at the Naval Station on Subic Bay in the Phillipines, I was really looking forward to having sex with women and putting an end to the sexual fantasies I was having about men. In 1978, The Phillipine Islands were legendary in the navy for it's cheap and easy access to sex. Today, as a liberal mature man in my 50's, I am embarrassed by my participation in the exploitation of the women who were often forced to work there in the sex industry, but as a horny 19 year old sailor at the time, I hardly gave it a second thought.

For weeks now a buddy of mine had been telling this story about the last time he was in The Phillipines. Him and a bunch of other sailors were at a bar called Marilyn's in Subic City. They were all sitting around a table drinking San Miguel while a woman was under the table giving one of them a BJ. The idea was you were suppose to guess who was being blown. It was a game.

So as soon as we got liberty, a group of us hired a jeepney to Subic City and Marilyn's Bar to play the same game.

When it was explained to the people at Marilyn's what we wanted, they were like, "No fucking way", instead they said if we wanted a BJ, we could all go in the back room.

6 of us went to the back room. I was among them.

There was one single bed up against the wall. The 6 of us pulled our pants down to our ankles and laid down on the bed all in a row with our feet on the floor. I was really nervous. There were naked guys to my right and left and I was about to get my first BJ. I was determined not to get a boner until my dick was in her mouth. I didn't want the other guys to misinterpret the reason for my hard dick. Then a woman came in and started giving blow jobs one at a time. I was third in line. When I was getting my BJ, one of the other sailors got up and started fucking her from behind. He tried to fuck her in the ass and she said "No, I no three holer." When I started to cum, she let my dick drop out of her mouth and I eneded up jizzing all over myself. I remember being pissed off about this. I really wanted to cum in her mouth and I also had to contend with a LOT of cum all over myself and nothing to clean it up with.

After I came I got up and found a rag to wipe myself off, then I realized it was a shirt that belonged to one of the other sailors. I ended up pulling my pants on over all that sticky cum and feeling really gross about it. Later, we moved on to another bar where I actually lost my straight virginity, but that is a story for a another time.

Back on the ship, the word got out about our group's sexual escapde and we became famously known as The Subic Six. A lot of sailors expressed their surprise to me that I was a participant. At the time, I thought it was because I was a bit quiet and shy. Now I think it was probably because they assumed I was gay.