Harvey's Beginning As A Bottom

San Diego was always a place I enjoyed.

I was stationed there once as a mid-career officer, and spent many temporary additional duty times in the city due to the nature of my work. I loved the zoo, the beach, the food, and everything else that came with the city as it was just one of my favorite places to work. Professionally, I established roots there to where I was sought out to give some surface warfare training during my final year in the Navy. I gave lectures, and played instructor, but it was more of a paid vacation when I came back into town as the training would only last three to four hours each of my four days there.

One thing that really stood out was me having the chance to mentor a few junior officers. I love it, for I was once in their shoes as the bright-eyed, bushy tailed ensign, much like Teddy, an ensign based out of Japan, being one of my brightest stars who sought my advice after each lecture. He hung on to every word brought to the group from my experience. What I saw in him was someone who was far beyond their years, in age, and in career as he had the makings of a future Joint Chiefs of Staff.

"Sir, your passion is unrivaled," were the words that earned him an invite to dinner.

"Its my love for the Navy, for my country, and for what I do," I told him, before extending the suggestion.

Later that evening, I picked him up from his hotel, and made him ride with me to Old Town, a part of the city just north of downtown. We went to one of my favorite Mexican restaurants to dine and have a drink, where we barely spoke Navy as we got to know each other. The 24-year-old Teddy was Louisiana-raised, and attended Louisiana State University, a rival of my "Roll Tide," of which I didn't hold against him. Naturally he threw jabs at my Crimson Tide, and I reversed the action to his school as we only strengthened the bond between us. One drink would lead to another, and we really let our hair down as I started to notice how sexy this young Teddy looked. He had dark brown hair, and green eyes. His bayou accent would surface often whenever he became excited. He appeared a little intimidated when I looked him directly in the eye, turning me on more each time he looked away.

"Do I scare you," I asked.

"No," he replied while blushing.

"Did you leave your wife in Japan," I asked since we hadn't discussed relationships.

He talked about Jennie, his fiancee, whom he left back in Japan.

"She's from my hometown," he shared.

"And you left her in Japan," I asked, as I looked down at his hands on the table.

They were trembling as he explained that she "needed a break from him." I was curious, then I thought about my own marriage, and how me and the wife at times needed our space.

"Are you happy," I asked.

"I am," he said hesitantly, as sweat crowded his brow.

I studied the handsome Teddy as he looked away when I began to ask other questions.

"We all need our time when it comes to relationships," I said to him.

"Remember that, and you'll have a long, lasting marriage."

"To tell you the truth sir, I don't wanna get married," he blurted out.

At that moment he looked flushed, and buried his face in his hands as he became emotional. Others around us looked at us with worry, but I explained all was fine before asking for the check. We left as I summoned an Uber to lead us back to his hotel. I realized he was intoxicated, but his truth came to the surface. When we made it to the lobby of his hotel, we sat for a moment to chat, and he let it all out.

"I'm too young to get married," he said to me.

"Does she know how you feel, son," I asked, while putting my right hand on his left knee.

"You don't wanna go through a shitty marriage through your budding career. Be honest and up front now, and let the chips fall where they may."

I talked to Teddy as if he was one of my children, giving sage counsel as if my wife birthed him directly. After an hour he felt better, and the liquor was wearing off as he met higher ground.

"Guess I'll get back to my hotel to get packed," I said to him.

"You sure, sir," he asked, with a sultry look in his eye.

He felt I was rushing off too soon, and invited me back to his room.

"One more round for the road," he suggested.

I followed him to the elevator, then to the fifth floor where his room had a beautiful view of San Diego. I looked out his window to see the Midway, while hearing him pouring scotch into a glass as he wanted to propose a toast.

"Here's to truth, and to new beginnings," he said before we clashed glasses.

I took a gulp of the scotch, and sat on the edge of his bed while we started sharing sea stories. I listened to his minimal adventures, and realized how free Teddy sounded compared to earlier. My instincts also told me somehow, that Teddy didn't want to be alone, and that this moment was more than him wanting to "just bond."

I hadn't finished half of my scotch, when I told him I had to leave.

"Sir, please don't go," he pleaded.

He grabbed my right arm, and I looked into his eyes to see a type of hunger. I would ask the unprecedented question for the both of us since my instincts were blaring:

"When's the last time Jennie put out:"

"Put out," he asked.

"Sex," I replied, as he appeared to be a deer in headlights.

He snickered, and explained that he and Jennie never had intercourse. It puzzled me that he'd been with her for quite some time, and they never reached that level of intimacy. He in turn explained they'd been off and on, and that he was far from a virgin, but felt he was more than patient with her.

"I love her," he said, as that was clear, but he was one to note that something was missing.

"I'm drawn to a guy like you, sir."

"In a hotel room, behind closed doors, my name is Harvey," I said to Teddy.

I explained there was no "spread eagle" chest device within view, and that we were all alone as two men, not as officers.

"Harvey, I'm drawn to a guy like you," he repeated.

I made him elaborate, and he admitted that he had feelings for me. He made me blush as this seemed to be a time where the stars aligned.

"I think you're a handsome young man," I said to him as I moved closer to him on the bed.

He looked away briefly at the window, and I inched closer while I explained that I, too, was drawn to a man.

"I've never done this before," he said as he turned to look at me.

Our faces were just inches from each other until I went for the inevitable, planting my lips on his. It was a brief kiss, yet something we both enjoyed enough to do a second, third, and fourth time. We stopped the little smooches to go all in, going into full blown lust as our tongues collided for the first time. It felt natural for us to swap saliva with the both of us moaning in heat. I couldn't keep my hands off of the smaller Teddy (he was maybe five foot nine, 160 to 170 lbs.), and wondered why he had the hots for a man of my magnitude (six foot five, 280 lbs. 58 years old).

"Can't explain being driven to an older guy," he said as he laid back.

I was trying to undress him while executing this long hidden desire to please another man. I'd never acted on it, or even stepped out on my wife, but as I stated, "the stars aligned." I'd seen other officers, junior enlisted, etc., in uniform that I wanted to have a private moment with. I just never crossed the boundary, for I had honor not just to my country, but to my wife.

"I can't believe we're really about to do this," he said to me as his shorts were pulled off of him.

He willingly tried pushing off his underwear, but I grabbed his hands, and leaned forward to smell his musky crotch. I was overly hot and bothered by the young scent, even inhaling his crotch as it was covered by the fabric. I foolishly licked the part of his underwear that covered his balls, causing him to squirm as he was begging to release the garment.

"I like being in control," I told him, despite this moment of being submissive.

I'd please him, but to the beat of my drum as he got a reminder that I led on the deckplates, and in the bedroom. I kept sniffing around his middle until I allowed him to release the underwear. I kissed every part of his pelvis, hard cock, balls, and thighs, before taking off that bead of precum at his tip with my tongue, to engage in my first cocksucking session.

My new hobby was officially unlocked as I whizzed my skull across his cock. I heard his deep moans, and felt him gripping the sheets while I proved my hankering.

"That feels wonderful, Harvey," said Teddy as he might've measured at only four or five inches.

I was an alleged novice, but his reactions proved otherwise as I enjoyed blowing his thick and veiny penis. His cock head resembled that of a thimble, which constantly released his sweet milk. I recalled all the porn I'd watched to pair it with my desire as I squeezed his member harder. I let my mouth release saliva to allow for easier traction, even making slurp sounds to make things even nastier. Teddy was damn near pulling the bedspread off as he tried to wiggle free of me. His reaction only enticed me more, as I bobbed my head faster, and squeezed tighter to make him moan louder. I felt his cock throbbing more as he was on the cusp of his climax. I gripped his hands tighter, and he'd belt a loud whimper, right before I felt his hot seed slapping at the roof of my mouth. He squirmed as he gave me his hot release, a moment of coming that might've lasted a good 20 to 30 seconds. I of course swallowed every drop shot despite the sweet and salty flavor. I was in love with the texture of his cum, and the fact I was able to make him experience such a hard release.

"Mmmm. Seems like you needed that," I said after, before wiping my face.

This was my true introduction to a new chapter in my life. I was pending retirement not just from the Navy, but from being a straight man, as the wife would find when I returned to Norfolk.

"You changed my life," I texted Teddy a week after our encounter.

"It was my pleasure.....sir," he replied, and I smiled, thinking of how I directed him how to address me in private.

After this, Teddy and I never spoke again, but I could thank him for he brought me to a place that was hidden for so long. When it was determined that I was pending being a single man, I took every chance to get, or give jollies, including getting fucked for the first time on the eve of my retirement (by the emcee of my ceremony). I experienced nothing but sexual highs once the wife departed my home, to include sucking off and getting fucked by Carter, a black chief warrant officer, over a year later. I was too far gone to ever want another piece of pussy. I chose to abide by the rules of being a bonafide bottom, and I had meeting Teddy in San Diego to thank for that.