Way back I knew I preferred the company of other boys, although the sexual side never came into as I had led a rather sheltered life. Because of this I really ran away from home immediately after I left school at 16 and joined the Navy. Well my Dad, Grandad and Uncle were in the Navy and I did live in a Naval port. As a teenager I had seen Western films where cowboys ended up wet in horse troughs or fighting, etc, which gave me weird feelings which I did not understand. When I had my first pair of jeans as I thought of cowboys and wet I 'accidentally' fell in the bath to see what it felt like and enjoyed the experience although not sure why.

Having left home I was able to indulge a few times in the shower room when I was under training when it was very late when I could pullon a pair of jeans and take a shower. How I managed to do that,looking back, as it was so risky but luckily I was never caught. Gradually I realised I was getting a hard-on and then the first feelings of what I then realised was sexual and shooting my load. It became a very solo thing, which became better when I stayed at local service clubs as you could have a private shower or bath.

Pickups were difficult even when in my 20s and if I mentioned wet jeans it was a no-no so that became a very solo thing. Slowly it became more clothes like dungarees (bib overalls) and tight flared pants, etc, but never uniforms. Then I met a guy in Portsmouth when I was stationed there who I didn't know was into wet stuff so we just played around fully clothed in jeans, etc. I mentioned wet stuff but he did not seem interested until after he had asked me to ring him in advance of visiting before I went round. He also asked if I'd wear my uniform as well, which I did. and then I found the door open and he was taking a bath. Then he asked for me to wash his back and surprisingly he tried pulling me in the bath which I resisted. It was only after a couple of visits that I realised it was the blue uniform he would enjoy and wanted to see me wet in it.

That time I went in a 2nd best Dress Blues uniform just to see and yes it was as I thought and I let him pull me in the bath as well. Getting wet in my own uniform had never appealed to me at all but I did find it enjoyeable. I always ended up laying in the bath with him kneeling either side of me as I sucked him off. He would put a hand behind himself and undo my bell bottoms and wank me off. I found it a great sexual turn on.

After a coupleof months I was drafted abroad and I had been issued my a white uniform and, just for curiosity, I took that with me. I crept in the house as I couldn't wear it outside and put it on and then made a noise of opening the door. I went into the bathroom and he almost went ballistic and I was pulled into the bath before any washing of his back started. He shothis load immediately I got my mouth round it and what a force his cum shot into my mouth really turned me on so I literally shot my load as he wanked me at the same time.

When I went to see a few weeks later I had a policy of not giving my address to anyone as I did not want any suspicion to fall as all letters had to have the addressees name, etc on the back of the envelope and I couldn't afford to have any with male names for fear of being outed. So I lost contact, but the feeling of getting wet in my own uniform started the interest and enjoyment I still have. I also love other Navies uniforms as well.

After my retiurn I got a flat and could indulge solo wise and after buying a camera with a timer. Low and behold still have some negs of my first solo wettings.