THE ERECTION OF UNCLE SAM

Two days after the Circus Clown had left I heard from mutual friends that he was dating someone else and had very easily adapted to being single once again. This frustrated me a bit due to the feeling that he felt nothing or little about our relationship but at the same time it wasn’t totally unexpected coming from the type of person the clown was. I on the other hand began a period of remorse and reflection on our relationship that really brought me into a state of depression. October quickly turned to November and then December came and I was still in a state of morning. I was a complete zombie through these many weeks and I didn’t feel much of anything inside of me. I would go to work then go to class and come home and watch television. My time with my friends was very limited as I refuse to face the reality that I could be an individual once again.
A couple of weeks before Christmas an old friend of mine wanted to spend the weekend up at my place. She had recently started dating a girl and wanted to introduce her to me. We had had this planned for sometime now and a couple of days before my friend was suppose to come she called me to let me know that she didn’t think she was going to make it. Her new girlfriend’s X boyfriend was on leave from the Army and was staying with them. He was adjusting to the fact that his ex was dating another woman but they had remained friendly even after their breakup. I told my friend that he was welcomed to come along and that I had plenty of room for all of them. We could rent movies, hang out and drink. So a couple of days later the threesome arrived at my place for some weekend fun.
I had really been looking forward to my friend’s visit because I felt that I was disconnecting from people recently and I was attempting to reestablish my connections. I was in the midst of another depressive episode when they arrived and I found that they greatly enhanced my mood. My friend introduced me to her new girlfriend and then they both introduced me to their companion, The Army Boi. He had been serving overseas and was back for a ten day leave visiting his family and friends. I shook his hand and told him I was glad he could spend the weekend with us. He had a great smile and hick type sense of humor. I also noticed that he had a nice bubble butt, a butt so nice that I had to force myself not to look at it, so I wouldn’t make him feel uncomfortable. He talked a lot about guy stuff and was proud of his time in the army. I made it a point to make sure he was comfortable during his stay since he didn’t have much experience being around different types of people.
The four of us talked for the longest time, catching up on old times and telling new stories of events that had happened since the last time my friend and I had seen each other. We then started drinking and watching films as the lesbian couple sat and cuddled on the sofa and The Army Boi and I sat on the couch with a couple of extra feet between us. As the night worn on the couple decided that they were ready for bed and I sent them towards my bedroom. I told them they could sleep in there while the Army Boi and I took the couches. So they retreated and the Army Boi and I continued drinking and talking about our lives. I told him of my recent disaster of a relationship and he told me about the many girls he had gone through. The next couple of hours was a bit of a “guys night out” for us.
At some point in the night we started talking about sex and he asked me what it was like to be gay. I told him I thought of myself as bisexual only because their were some women I was attracted too and I had been with a couple of women since I had come out. He then asked me how kissing a guy was different from kissing a woman and I told him it was basically the same just perhaps a little rougher. We both laughed and then we somehow manage to start talking about his penis. Joking about the size of his manhood and things of that nature. I don’t quite remember how it came to this point but for some reason he had to show me his dick to prove some long forgotten point. He unzipped his jeans and took out his dick as I reached my hand over to touch it.
I started jacking the Army Boi off as our eyes stared at each other. He instantly started to moan as he took his hand and grabbed the side of my face nudging me towards his own. Our lips met as we aggressively started kissing and grabbing onto each other forcing our lips even harder upon each other. I ripped at his jeans pulling them off as fast as I could and he ripped at my clothes as they fell completely off of us. I guided us to the floor where we got down on our knees and began touching each other all over our exposed bodies. I leaned him down on his back as we began fucking several times throughout the night. The morning light was beginning to show when we eventually fell asleep, holding each other tightly in our arms and for the first time that night I didn’t dream about the horrors of the Circus Clown.
The next morning I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. The Army Boi and I were still holding tightly to each other and we both were nude underneath the blanket that covered us. I knew my friend was coming down and I wasn’t sure if I should get up and run or just keep still and let things flow. I chose the latter and within moments I could hear a whispered “oh my God.” and immediately she went back up the stairs to grab her companion. The Army Boi was also awake and he smiled as he heard the gossip of the couple upstairs. We both put our heads underneath the covers as the girls came running down the stairs to investigate what was going on between us.
“There is no way that they are naked underneath there” I heard one say while the other begged to “check and see, check and see!” I felt the covers begin to lift at our feet as both girls screamed at the realization of the events that had taken place between the Army Boi and I. “OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!” were the only words that my friend could spit out of her mouth while Army Boi and I began to laugh. We lifted ourselves out from underneath the blanket as we explained the events that had taken place between us as both girls looked on in astonishment. It was soon joked about that I was able to convert any “straight” guy but realistically not even I have that kind of power.
Throughout the rest of the weekend the Army Boi and I continued are little serenade leaving behind all of our troubles from our “real” life but when Sunday came, our little fantasy life also came to an end. He gave me his sweatshirt as a memento of the occasion as my friends piled up in their car to leave. I stood in the driveway as they began to pull out into the street and begin their journey home. I waved goodbye, smiling at the Army Boi, knowing in that moment that I would never see him again. That within itself was okay. I will always be grateful to the Army Boi because he showed me that I would be able to feel things again and that one day I would be happy. I didn’t need anybody to define me ; I would always be my own individual, and yes, there would be times ahead that I would stumble and even take a few steps back, but I knew I would eventually get to that place where I needed to be.