Marc finds a new love.
I joined the Army because I had a wild hair in my ass. At least that's what Dad says," he laughed and rolled his eyes.
"And you loved it so much you just stayed on," I said sarcastically.
"I'm getting out in two more years. I'll have made my twenty and I'm leaving it. I didn't plan to stay this long, it just happened that way."
We finished breakfast and went into the living room. He sat on the couch and I sat in a recliner facing him. He turned on a cable news program and we watched in silence. I found myself glancing at his crotch. He was wearing jeans and they were tight. I could see an outline of his penis in them and I was sure I saw it jerk. I looked up to see him watching me. He'd seen me staring at his crotch. I flushed.
"You're never going to be able to forget it, are you?"
He looked at me with piercing brown eyes. His directness startled me and brought out a defensive boldness I'd rarely had with him.
"Don't give me that shit, Josh. You know exactly what I mean. You're never going to forget watching me shoot my cum right in front of you. Are you?"
"Can you forget? And does it really matter if I do or I don't? It's water over the dam and all guys masturbate."
"So when was the last time you did it?"
He looked at me with a smirking grin.
"Don't what me. When was the last time you jacked off? Have you done it since we came here this weekend?"
I blushed. Of course I had.
"Don't lie. I want to know."
I shrugged. "Yeah. I jacked off yesterday in the shower."
He laughed. "See. That wasn't so bad. I sometimes wonder why guys go to such lengths to conceal their masturbation from other guys when they're sharing quarters together. It would be much easier to just acknowledge it and jack off openly when they feel like it."
I laughed. "Right. And that would get a lot of guys kicked out of the military. Would get a lot beat up and killed."
"Bullshit. There're a lot of guys that have jacked off together."
"Maybe. Maybe they just don't talk about it."
Jon looked me directly in the eyes.
"Did you enjoy watching me get off?"
"I, uh, I, I was...I didn't..."
"Spit it out. How long did you watch? Tell the truth."
I glanced at his crotch. I could tell he was getting an erection and my own penis responded. This sex talk was getting to me. And to him apparently.
"Only just a minute. It surprised me so much I froze."
"You froze and watched me cum. When I turned around, I saw your cock. You were hard as a rock, Josh. You enjoyed it."
He grinned and my face went blood red in a flash.
"Get over it," he laughed softly. "Afterward, I couldn't get it out of my mind. It's all I could think about. I liked knowing you watched me masturbate. I guess I've got some exhibitionist in me and you're a bit of a voyeur."
I looked down at the floor. No need to tell him I've always known I have voyeuristic tendencies. I like to look at others naked. I like porn.
"You want to watch me do it again, don't you?" he asked softly.
I was stunned. Things had escalated in a nanosecond. I felt blood surge in my cock and it swelled. There was no way to hide it without just putting my hand over my crotch and that would only make it more obvious.
"You would," he snickered.
I was embarrassed as hell. I wasn't sure why I was so embarrassed but I was. I told myself it wasn't because I wanted to see another man naked again. Certainly not because I wanted to see him masturbate. I looked down at the floor, afraid to meet Jon's eyes.
"Let's make a deal, okay? This thing's gonna hang between us forever unless we take action."
I looked at him. I could see he was now a bit flushed, obviously embarrassed.
"Action? What kind of action are you talking about, Jon? It happened. We can't undo it and I'm not ready to have a lobotomy."
Jon laughed. "Cute, Josh. That's real cute. Lobotomy. I think there's a much easier way."
I looked at him quizzically, raising my eyebrows.