Photo Story #47

From the second I first saw Jed, I couldn't stop drooling over him. The man was sheer perfection, from the handsome face to the toned body to the heavy looking bulge in his pants to the peachy butt that I couldn't stop staring at. Jed was my perfect man!

Typically, my job was office based, but I'd been sent to the army camp to do some health and safety inspections, and to ensure there was a good duty of care being given to the soldiers.

When I first arrived, Jed had been one of the sergeants that had met me from the chopper and I'd struggled to think of anything or anyone since.

What didn't help was that everywhere I went, Jed would appear, looking like some sort of wet dream in his army fatigues. It was constant torture.

On my second night, I was having dinner in the mess hall when Jed came and sat next to me. I tried to ignore the way his muscular thighs spread on the bench as he sat down, or the musky scent of sweat and aftershave that hit me like a brick.

"So, how are you finding it so far?" he asked with a smile.

My tongue felt too big for my mouth and it took me a few seconds before I could say "yeah, good."

Jed passed me a beer and launched into a conversation about the work he'd been doing since he'd arrived at the base a few months before.

"It's a bit more bearable now that the heat's cooled off, but we still work up a sweat wearing fatigues in this weather."

I could only nod at the idea of how much sweat might cover that impressive chest and toned stomach.

"I'm sure you know what I mean though. You look like you work up a pretty good sweat at the gym."

It was at that point that I wondered if Jed was flirting with me. Sure, I wasn't unattractive, and I guessed I'd be something different to look at wandering around in a suit rather than army gear, but I couldn't believe for a second that a stud like Jed would be interested in me, let alone guys in general.

"So, have you got a girlfriend or boyfriend back home?" I asked at a suitable lull in the conversation.

Jed grinned. "It would be girlfriend, but nah, I'm single. How about you?"

Clearly, I'd misinterpreted his friendliness for flirting . . . sigh!

"Single here too," I said, not wanting to confirm or deny which way I swung.

Not long after that, Jed squeezed my shoulder and headed off to bed, leaving me even more frustrated and confused than before.

But the following afternoon, I got a message from Jed asking me to join him at one of the outposts so I could inspect it. I wasn't sure how I felt about spending time alone with him, but he continued to be friendly, and I continued to try and not perv on his cute butt or the impressive bulge in his pants.

The outpost was effectively a ramshackle building at the edge of a woodland and it didn't me long to review the small rooms inside and the ground around it.

"No toilet facilities here, so I'm guessing you guys use the woods?" I asked.

Jed nodded. "Yep. Fairly standard stuff in places like this."

I desperately didn't want to imagine Jed dropping trou in the middle of the woods, but the image sprang to mind and my cock sprang up to enjoy it.

Fuck!

"So, are you finished with the inspection here?"

I slowly nodded as I ran through my paperwork. "Yeah, I think we're good."

"Excellent. In which case, give me two seconds whilst I set something up, and then head around the side of the building. There's something you want to see."

My brow wrinkled in confusion but Jed vanished around the corner, and I was left wondering how long I should wait before I followed.

"When you're ready," he called after a couple of minutes.

I turned the corner and my jaw physically dropped at the sight before me.

Jed was holding on to a bar above the window, his jacket was on the floor and his pants were around his knees. His butt was covered by a tight pair of black Calvin Klein boxer briefs and my mouth filled with saliva at the sight.

"Uh, what are you doing?" I asked as calmly as possible.

"You clearly want me, and I'm straight, but . . . if I happen to be on show like this then who am I to stop you doing what you wanna do."

"So, you're just gonna stand there like that whilst I . . ."

"Whilst you do whatever the fuck you want," Jed said, winking at me over his shoulder.

Not needing to be told twice, I stepped up behind him and ran my hands down his muscled back, feeling every groove and knot underneath his flawless tanned skin.

When my hands reached the waistband of his boxer briefs, I tugged them down beneath his peachy ass and growled as I slapped one cheek, then the other.

"I can't guarantee I'll be gentle," I growled as I unzipped my suit pants.

Jed grinned even more. "That's what I was hoping."

I just shook my head in disbelief as I spat on my fingers and slid them between his cheeks.

This was gonna my best inspection yet!