Meet Nikoloas!

Vital Stats
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Dark Brown
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 190
DOB: August 8, 1976
Place of Birth: Cyprus


General Background:
I was born on the island of Cyprus to a long line of merchant sailors. At age 5, my father took a job as a port administrator in Newark, New Jersey and our family moved to that area where I have lived ever since. New Jersey is a far cry from sunny Cyprus, but I enjoy it a lot. Nice and close to New York City, but where I live is a bit more "country" so it's not nearly as crazy as city life. After high school, I attended and graduated from the Merchant Marine Academy in King's Point, New York and then did a 2 year stint as a midshipman sailing supplies to Iraq. I'm still in the service, but, thankfully, stationed in New Jersey (a lot less gunfire, for the most part).

What I Look For In A Woman:
Probably the most important quality is independence and self-confidence. Not only do I really like those qualities personally, but they are pretty critical for a guy that has to go out to sea many times a year for long trips. When out to sea, we don't have access to email or cell service, so it's pretty important that any gal I am going out with be able to deal with no love notes for extended periods. Beyond that, my big turn-on is long hair of any color (well, within reason!). My pet peeve is going out to dinner with Vegans.


Hobbies:
My lifelong hobby is the guitar. When I was a kid, my uncle bought me a cheap mail order 6-string from Sears and within a year, I was pretty good at it. By the time I was a teenager, I was carefully reconstructing Eric Clapton solos and, to this day, I find my guitar (now a 1930's vintage Martin) to be my best pal when shipboard.

Favorite Experience:
That's an easy answer! During my first year after graduating from the Academy, we were getting ready to ship out for Iraq with a full load of troop supplies (tents, jeeps, tanks, camp facilities, you name it, it was on the ship). During the two weeks leading up to departure, I had gotten friendly with another recent Academy grad, a cute little midshipman call Jen, who was stationed on one of the other ships in our flotilla getting ready to go. A few nights before leaving, we bumped into each other late at night on the docks and one thing lead to another, leading us into a passionate first kiss. But, as that is totally against the rules, she suggested that I give he a "tour" of my ship's cargo hold to find a little privacy.

So, looking like we knew what we were doing, we breezed past gangplank security and wound our way down to the maze of crates, jeeps, etc. in the massive hold. And, to our joy, we came across just what we needed: a brand new military ambulance, complete with a large comfortable futon/cot inside! After sneaking inside of it, we nervously listened for anyone else walking around the hold, and after a minute or so, were pretty sure we were totally alone. The sex was EXPLOSIVE! Both of us had not had any lovin' for at least a month, so the uniforms flew off, and pretty much the best sex I ever had ensued. Jen was a total tigress, and knew exactly how to use her lips, tongue, teeth, nails and pussy to drive me totally mad. After getting her off with my tongue, I mounted her and we literally pounded each other for what seemed like half an hour!

Then it happened: At about the exact moment we were both climaxing, the back ambulance door swung open and standing there was a military policeman looking totally pissed off. As best as we could, we covered up our private parts in a hurry. He asked what the HELL we thought we were doing. We both just mumbled and stared at the floor. He asked which ships we were assigned to and what our rank was. We told him. Then, a little smile came onto his face and he said "Shipping out to Iraq, eh? I see..... Well, just try to keep it down in here. I thought a fist fight had broken out!" And with a wink and a nod, he quietly shut the door, leaving us drenched in sweat in each other's arms, trying not to laugh out loud.