I was stationed on a ship many years ago, and was straight and happily married at the time. To set the picture, there were four shower stalls in my berthing (sleeping) area bathroom (head). They were stainless steel and had partition walls mounted in between each stall, but there was a gap toward the back wall of about six inches on each one, and flimsy shower curtains as your only “privacy” to the rest of the room.
I usually stood the late shift and didn’t get off until after midnight, so there was very few people up and about the ship. I would find my way to my bunk area around 12:45am, and had to be quiet not to wake the other sailors. I would usually get completely undressed and put on my terrycloth towel wrap only, and walk over to the berthing areas smoking lounge for my last cigarette for the night to unwind, (yes, we used to smoke inside the ship back then).
The “first” night this event happened, there were very few sailors hanging out and shooting the shit. I eventually got up and headed for the showers, and at the time the room was empty, so I removed my waist wrap, grabbed my soap and got into the last shower stall. Thinking that I was alone, the next event took my breath away.
With my face covered with soap, I felt a hand reach through the opening and slowly grab onto my soapy wet cock, and started slowly stroking me. I was in shock and couldn’t move away, and couldn’t see who it might be. He continued stroking me and pulling me closer to the small wall opening. It wasn’t long before I started thrusting into his soapy fist and let loose streams of hot cum into his hand.
Then he let me go while I was uncontrollably shacking by what had just happened. I slowly turned around away from him to finish rinsing off, and to see if I could catch who this man was. But now with my back facing the wall opening, I felt his hand start slowly rubbing my wet ass, and sliding his hand into my butt crack.
Again taken by complete surprise, I found myself bending over toward the opposite shower wall to brace myself from falling over in disbelief. He slowly pushed a finger into my asshole, one slick finger at a time and started slowly fucking my virgin ass with his hand. I was getting turned on by now as the shock was wearing off, and started masturbating myself until I exploded and felt my asshole twitching uncontrollably around his inserted finger.
Soon I collapsed to the floor. After I stood back up rinsed myself off and quickly toweled myself dry, I stepped out of the shower stall, and found that the other stalls were empty, and that no one was in the room with me. I quickly put my shower wrap around my waist, grabbed my toiletries, and went into the berthing compartment.
To my surprise, there was nobody around and no one in the smoking lounge. I made it to my bunk, climbed inside and fell asleep almost instantly, never finding out who had just given me my “first” wonderful secret hand job. I’ve had other adventures over the years, but often wonder who it might have been.
