This story is a figment of my imagination, it has not happened to my knowledge; any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. If you don't like gay sex or sex between men/ boys or men/men please leave now, if you are under 18 or not of legal age please leave. Otherwise I hope you enjoy the story, any comments please send to justjames17@hotmail.com, flames will be extinguished on receipt.
Iraq - a Nightmare for Me--------------------justjames17
We were deployed from our base in Kuwait and crossed over the border into Sadaam's fiefdom, there was no real opposition for many kilometres then we contacted a platoon of what had to be conscripts, who put up a meagre display of trying to stop our advance. They fired a few hundred rounds in our general direction and as soon as we opened up with our heavy machine guns they ceased firing and waved a white flag. We approached them weapons at the ready and they just stood there with their hands raised in the air, reaching for the sky.
We surrounded them and told them to drop all their weapons and demanded that they strip so we could check they had no concealed arms. They hesitated and we fired a few rounds into the ground at their feet, this had the effect we needed and they immediately began stripping to their underwear. These troops were mainly mid to late teens, only the officers were slightly older maybe early 20's, they stood there almost naked as we surveyed them closely. There were a few stunning young Arab boys in the group with nicely tanned bodies and good baskets in their briefs, they were all terrified and trembling in their boots as we slowly walked around the prisoners. When we made certain no weapons, other than the fleshy ones that were hidden by their underwear, were to be found we told them to put on just their trousers and shirts, they complied with alacrity and stood there with their heads hung low looking completely downcast and defeated, except for one young stud who was standing there with a massive hard on tenting out his discoloured white briefs as he trembled in what I thought was fear.
We called in for a truck to come out and pick up these poor kids and take them back for interrogation and we stood around chatting to them after finding a few of them spoke quite good English. They told us they were university students who were members of their University Regiment, something like a Cadet Corps, or National Service group not a true military unit. We became quite friendly with the guys and offered them cigarettes and chocolate bars which they accepted gratefully as they had virtually no supplies for 4 days. We stayed with them joking and chatting till the trucks arrived and they were removed back behind the lines. I couldn't get the memory of the few really cute boys standing there trembling in their briefs out of my mind, especially the horny dude with the hard on. He was a truly handsome guy with dark swarthy skin, flashing almost black eyes, a great slender but well developed muscular body and only a little hair in his pits and a thin trail of black hair running from his navel to the top of his bulging briefs.
I kept shaking my head trying to clear my mind of these unasked for memories, I wasn't gay in the least and my last male to male encounter was when I was 16, that was 9 years ago. Since then I have been strictly heterosexual and was engaged to be married in the near future, but the vision of that horny guy just kept returning in my mind and I had to settle my aching hard on into the vertical position inside my clothes. I hoped none of my platoon buddies noticed my barring up but I'm sure they didn't, as they would have given me hell about it. We continued our advance into the desert heading for Basra, a long way in front of us; our armoured Personnel carriers clattered their way across the rough dusty desert.
Dark descended so we set up our bivouac and settled down to catch some z's after setting guards for the night, all was quiet except for the slowly increasing wind as it sighed across the desolate landscape, which reminded me of a moonscape. In the early hours of the morning we awoke to a sudden increase in the wind strength and sand blowing in our faces, as a major sand storm seemed to be developing. The stinking grit got into everything ears, nostrils, eyes and penetrated our clothes so that we felt itchy and filthy, our equipment was covered in the foul grains and we felt like hell. It was my time to go out on guard and I grumbled and staggered out into the blinding storm I had to keep wiping my goggles so I could see where I was going, not that I could see more than 10 feet anyway. I settled down in the small fox hole and began peering out in front of my position, what a complete waste of time it was we should have locked ourselves into the APCs and gone to sleep. I thought to myself there won't be anyone prowling around in this crap weather anyway, so I hunkered down and decided to make the best of a bad situation, little did I know what was about to occur.
I must have been dozing on and off when I felt a hand grasp my mouth pulling my head back as far as it would go and the shocking feel of naked steel at my bared distended throat. I froze not daring to move as I was pulled slowly to my feet, the sharp edge never leaving my stretched neck then I felt another pair of hands grasp my rifle ripping it from my nerveless hands. These hands then began feeling me all over removing my field kit; grenades etc., once all my weapons were taken from me the hands felt their way down my chest, stomach and hips till they reached my groin where they felt up my flaccid cock. The knife blade never moved from my throat as I swallowed in fear, my Adam's apple bobbing over the sharp steel, as I began to become aroused unwillingly to the manipulations of the assaulting hands on my genitals.
My penis slowly reached it's vertical engorged position and the hands began to squeeze and stroke me through my camouflage clothing I could feel my cock beginning to leak into my boxers as it pulsed to the squeezes. The hands fumbled my uniform open and I felt the incredible sensation of wet moist lips swallowing my raging hot prick, I moaned quietly petrified to make too much noise in case the knife slit my throat to silence me. As the mouth sucked me I could feel hands undoing my trousers and pulling them down then grasping my shorts as the mouth let my cock out, my boxers were ripped down and the mouth took me back to it's warm moist tongue teasing. I arched my hips into the suctioning orifice till my pubes were crushed against the top lip and nose of my attacker; I could feel something hard and hot pressing into my ass cheeks.
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I thought no way I can't take a dick inside my body and I grunted as I tried to shake my head indicating the negative, but the knife pressed harder into my straining flesh till I felt the sharp pain as the blade sliced into my soft flesh. I could feel a warm wet substance seeping down my throat onto my chest and I realised I was bleeding freely, my body froze and I realised these guys were ruthless and didn't care if they sliced me into pieces so I went limp and let them have their way with my unresisting body.
The hard lump pressed into my arse cheeks kept up it's steady pressure and gradually forced it's round head into my virginal sphincter, slowly stretching me painfully till as I whimpered it suddenly parted my tight locked muscle. I groaned in pain as the thick hot meat was relentlessly pushed into my guts. The mouth in front on my cock was sucking me feverishly and deep throating my 7 inches without any trouble, the experience of my smooth glans hitting his throat and sliding into it's depths in part took my mind off the pain in my rear end as that cock was pounding into my velvety tight tube. I could feel the breath of the guy ravishing my arse hot on the back of my neck as he thundered in and out of my tortured anus, the feeling of the thin lining of my bowel dragging in and out of my sphincter on his prick was excruciating as he hadn't used any lubricant other than his pre cum. If it hadn't been for the head job being done in front I think I would have been screaming in pain and probably been dead or dying as they fucked and sucked me after slitting my throat to silence me.
As the guy behind me bottomed out in my guts I began to feel the stirrings of pleasure in his thrusting invasion of my body, then as they both had their pleasure I too began to feel the utter joy as my body was used so fully. I began to feel my climax approaching as I felt the cock in my bum swelling larger and spreading my tube wider as he began to approach ejaculation. I cried out, " I'm cumming."
I forced my cock hard into the sucking mouth and throat and as I began to pump my juice out my arse clenched on the invading penis. The cock swelled until I thought he would burst inside me then he groaned in Arabic and I felt him erupt into my body and felt the scalding hot sperm flooding my orifice. He kept pumping me as he blew until I could hear a squishy sound as his cock forced his cum out of my arse ring around his thick pounding prick
When he finished ejaculating he pumped a few more times stirring the creamy juice in my arse then he pulled back and tore his cock from me and he reached out grasped my shoulders and turned me around. He then forced me to my knees with the knife still on my neck and thrust his slimy juice covered strong smelling cock against my lips. I shook my head but the knife began to push harder into my throat and I was forced to open my mouth taking him and sucking the juices from his prick. When I had cleaned
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him he pulled it out and slapped my face several times with his saliva covered meat, he then lifted me up again and tied my hands behind my back, indicated that I should walk out into the sand storm, he wouldn't let me pull up my trousers and several times I fell heavily as my legs became entangled in my trousers. The two guys would grab my arms and drag me upright thrusting their rifles into my unresisting body as they drove me on into the storm.
After some distance I made out a shape in the flying sand and as we got nearer I saw it was a jeep of some type, they signed for me to get into the passenger seat and the second guy climbed into the back with his rifle muzzle against my spine as the other soldier jumped into the drivers seat and started the engine. We motored off into the blinding storm and drove for about an hour till we reached a village where we stopped and they intimated I get out and enter a small building, inside was a group of young Iraqi troops all in various states of undress and sporting hard cocks obviously enjoying themselves immensely. They all stopped in mid action and looked at me as I stood there with my trousers round my feet and my genitals hidden under my hanging shirttails. I could see the excitement as they studied my half naked form and quite a few tongues were visible licking moist lips.
I was shoved further into the room and tripped on my daks and I fell to the dirt floor on my side, my breath driven from my body as I hit the floor, the two guys nearest to me moved close and lifted my shirt up baring my muscular body to the view of everyone. I heard hushed excited voices as they saw my naked sex on show and there was a lot of movement as they shifted and closed in on me, I could feel hand caressing me all over from the waist down. Fingers probing into my wet oozing anus began to pull my tight muscle apart as others grasped my dimpled cheeks and spread them open as far as they could. Tongues were touching my flesh and sucking my anus as the juices seeped out, I groaned and began to twist and writhe with the incredible sensations caused by the multitude of fingers and hands caressing, fondling, spreading, probing, pinching and tickling. Then the incredible feeling of hot wet moist mouths and tongues sucking and licking all over my tensed hard abdomen, legs and genitals.
I felt hands on my shirt as the buttons were ripped off and my shirt pulled back baring my heavily muscled torso to the perving eyes and feeling fingers as they felt, tongued and manipulated every inch of my body they could reach. My penis was raging hard again and at least two tongues were slobbering around it and my balls, all I could see was a group of dark heads bobbing around and hear the slurping as they tortured my tool. I felt my balls swallowed by two separate mouths as they were spread apart and sucked in till they ached with the pain. I groaned loudly in distress as the pain became worse as they pulled back sucking my balls but gripping them with their teeth. It felt
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as if they were going to rip them from my wrinkled sack and swallow them so great was the excruciating stress they exerted.
My body was one unbelievable pool of pain but also extreme sexual pleasure and I thought I would lose my mind as I began to scream and drool from my mouth and cock. My screams were silenced quickly by the insertion of two hot throbbing cocks, stretching my lips till they nearly ripped apart as the warm firm silky love muscles filled my mouth and began to invade my gagging throat. They began to face fuck me one going in while the other backed out, the feeling was unbelievable and I was slowly choking as I could hardly draw a breath, my brain began to go hazy as the oxygen content in my blood dropped and I'm sure my face was going purple as I could feel the heat building in my body. Then the utmost outrage I felt two more hard boners forcing their way into my already abused rectum, my brain rejected what was happening and it blacked out as I fainted on the floor.
I kept drifting in and out of consciousness and every time my embattled overloaded senses became aware my whole body was being subjected to unbelievably erotic sensations from the feeling of multiple hands, fingers, tongues and hard thrusting pricks in every orifice usually in duets as these horny aroused young Arabs extracted every enjoyment they could from my now limp body. The only part of me still tensed was my cock as it was worked on inside some ones tight sucking anus, I had cum innumerable times and was now aching and sore as they tried to arouse me to fill their red hot rectums. I blacked out finally and the sensations stopped as my brain lapsed into oblivion.
When I came to some time later I felt like death and I opened my eyes but was unable to see properly as there was some sort of film over my eyes, I took a deep breath through my nose and smelt the musky aroma of fresh cum I licked my lips and tasted cum on my lips pushing my tongue out as far as I could all I could taste was cum. I then realised my face was covered in the offerings of several guys as I could differentiate the flavours some sweet, some bitter. I raised my head and looked around with my blurred eyes and there were about 20 young Arabs asleep all around me, they were all naked and covered in sweat and cum. Obviously I had been used as a receptacle for their multiple ejaculations and by the ache from my anus I had had many young hard cocks embedded in my bowels. I farted and felt a gush of fluid run out onto my bruised cheeks, my whole body was aching and sore and lying on the hard dirt floor wasn't helping me recover.
As I lay there trying to get comfortable I heard the faint sound of engines over the whine of the wind and then there was silence for some minutes, till the door was kicked open and there were three of our troops with weapons drawn surveying the shambles in the room. Then one of the men looked at me surveyed my distressed state
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and saw my uniform he nudged his companions and they both looked at me and smiled, then one of them lined up the groin of the nearest young Arab and drew back his boot and kicked him as hard as he could lifting his inert body up off the floor and driving him into the guy behind him.
The young Arab screamed chokingly and doubled over clutching his destroyed genitals and lay there moaning in agony as the rest of his compatriots struggled awake from their sex induced stupor, as they began to sit up they looked in horror at the black muzzles pointing in their general direction. One very brave or stupid young man reached for his weapon and he was hit by a number of bullets lifting him up off the floor, blood spewing from his wide open screaming mouth as his body was thrown back, the row of bullet holes stitched across his smooth belly, the small entrance holes like tiny gaping mouths across the silky muscular abdomen. His blood gushing down in a carmine flood onto his jet-black pubic hair and painting his manhood and large ball sack crimson as the impacts threw him backwards. He collapsed across one of his friends as he screamed, contorted, twitched and trembled in his death throes, covering his horrified young companion with crimson hot blood, the utter waste of such a young brave virile life was a criminal waste but his friends learned from his mistake and sat there with their trembling hands raised above their heads. The metallic odour of fresh warm blood mixed with the scent of vomit and faeces filled the hut, as his young compatriots reacted to the sight of his tortured body.
My fellow soldiers moved through the terrified young Arabs till they reached me and one of them picked up a piece of clothing and tipped water from his canteen onto it wiping me cum covered face tenderly, one of the others was undoing my hands and massaging my wrists to restore circulation. They lifted me up and the two dressed me and helped me shuffle outside where they called up for a medic and an ambulance to pick me up as I stood there shaking feeling sticky fluid leaking from my abused arse. The third guy was covering the petrified young prisoners who were sitting there dazed and watching their compatriot twitching and pumping his blood out onto the floor where it was slowly seeping into the hard packed dirt floor. Then with a shudder he voided his bowels and bladder all over the boy he was lying across and he arched up and gasped wetly through his blood filled mouth, his breath rattling in his throat as he died. The sight of their friend as he contorted and died added to the terror felt by the young men, as they began to cry in fear and begged to be allowed to live as tears coursed down their cheeks.
I felt sorry for the young prisoners as I think they had felt they were going to die when our troops reached their position so they were getting their rocks off before it all happened and when they had the chance to denigrate a soldier of the invading forces they just went at me to the fullest. They could have killed me when they finished their sex play but they didn't and that shows they weren't really killers or murderers.
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My stay in the hospital was brief and after 4 days I felt fine and I was reassigned to guard duty at the prisoner of war camp, I thought this was hilarious as I had been a prisoner myself. Maybe I could revenge myself on a few of the young Arabs in my charge, after what had been done to me I had an overwhelming desire to feel the erotic thrill of male flesh again.
I left the hospital and transferred my gear across to the prison camp, and reported to the Officer in Charge, after I had completed the formalities in the office I was ordered to report to the Commanding Officer. I knocked on his door and entered saluting him as I snapped to attention he casually returned my salute and offered me a chair, I thanked him and sat at attention till he smiled at me after reading the orders I had brought with me. He said, " It appears you had a nasty experience Sargent, I hope you are over it."
I replied, " Yes sir, I feel good thanks. I have never experienced anything like what happened before"
He looked at me seriously and asked, " Has your experience changed your outlook on life?"
I blushed crimson and looked at the floor; I was trying to sort out my emotions and feelings. How was I to tell him that I was hoping to revenge myself on some of the pretty young prisoners? I stammered, " I I I 'm not s s sure sir, I haven't s s s sorted it all out in my mind yet."
He studied me intently and I noticed his eyes sneaked down to study my crotch area, he looked back into my face and blushed guiltily when he saw me watching him. He was a very attractive guy about 26 and wore the rank of captain on his uniform, his golden buzz cut hair set off his square jaw, intense blue eyes and sensuous lips which I noticed were wet from his tongue that had just caressed them. He replied, " I'm sure you will sort yourself out quickly, you look to be a very good soldier."
I could feel my crotch tighten in excitement from his optical caress and the thought of seeing him naked stirred my mind, his eyes returned to study my crotch as I wriggled a little on the chair trying to get my hardening cock to a better position. His tongue again involuntarily protruded from his sensuous lips and coursed across their soft pink skin as his eyes roamed over my crotch. My penis was uncontrollable and was visibly tenting my camouflage uniform trousers and I began to break out into a sweat as my heart began to pound pumping blood to my turgid engorged cock. His entrancing blue eyes lifted to my brown orbs and a smile creased his handsome face as he chuckled softly and stood up from behind his desk. My eyes rocketed to his groin area and I was overjoyed to see a huge bulge in his uniform as he walked around the desk and rested his firm bubble butt on the edge of his desk
He leant back on his hands causing the bulge to tension the material of his trousers to stretch even more and I could discern the proud helmet of his glans clearly through the smooth cloth. He slowly brought his hand out and picked mine up bringing it back and placing it squarely on his privates, holding me there till I began to squeeze him and feel him up. His head arched back exposing his tanned taught throat, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed continuously and groaned softly deep in his chest. My other hand began to unzip his fly and I opened his pants to find his thick pulsing tool poking out through the opening of his khaki boxers. It was weeping tears of clear sticky juice and I bent forward to lick it from his stalk as it ran down towards his hidden scrotum. The taste of him brought back the memories of all those hot pricks I had tasted in the hut that night and my body began to ache to feel him in my throat and buried deeply inside my arse. My body slid off the chair as I knelt on the floor and bent my head till my lips caressed the smooth shiny purplish plum atop his heavily veined shaft. But that may be reported in another transmission from Iraq, at a later date.
If you enjoy this narrative, please let me know then I may be tempted to continue the story. Your comments are eagerly sort regarding the story, any suggestions gratefully received. James.