The following story is fiction and does not reflect any true events. However, the setting and time period are true to life. Each chapter alternates between two seprate groups of soldiers and should be read in order.
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Miller looked at his watch, 7:07, a little less than an hour and he was off duty until midnight. Corporal Miller, liked the Military Police, however, he didn't like being on duty over night. Miller reached the end of his circuit, he turned around and watched the young private disappear between two of the large duce and half trucks. Nice he thought another wayward grunt, off to smoke or jack off out of site in the rows of trucks. None of his concern thought, his job was to parole the fence line.
Sgt. Howard stopped and took out a cigarette, reached for his lighter, then struck it to create a flame. He looked at the large trucks on either side of him. One of them would do nicely, he thought. Each truck bed was covered with a large canvas top, much like an old west covered wagon, except the trucks canvas covers were flat topped. Howard listened again. He could have sworn he heard the crunch of gravel behind him. He walked to the tail end of the trucks and looked both ways, no one. The Sgt. puffed on his cigarette and walked down to the leading end again seeing no one. Howard opened the passenger door of the truck to his left and moved the seat forward, there is what he wanted, the blanket. Next, he proceeded to the right hand truck opening the drivers side door, then he retrieved a second blanket. He dropped the butt and stepped on it as he proceeded to the tail end of the large six wheeled trucks. Grabbing the side rail, he swung his 195lb body up into the back opening of the canvas covered truck bed. Sgt. Howard stood five foot six and one-half inches and was built like a tree. Large thick arms and legs, he was barely contained by his uniform. Needless to say the man was solidly built, sporting dark brown hair, hazel eyes and a growth of beard that never seemed to go away, no matter how often he shaved. Howard, quickly untied the canvas flap which was tied at the top of the truck bed covering and let it fall. Now the only light filtering in came through the slits on the side of the canvas flap. He spread out both blankets one on top of the other. Turned around and sat down. There it was again the sound of crunching gravel; someone had to be out there. If they want to see what I'm up to, fine, thought Howard. He quickly removed his boots and uniform, took off his under shit and shorts. Sitting complete naked on the blankets Howard was quite a specimen. His burly arms and legs were matched by his barrel chest. He had thick hair just about every where else save his back. Sgt. Howard scratched his large round balls and played with his semi-hard dick. His dick, like the rest of him was built for width not length, it was cut with a dark purple head. Howard spread his legs and rubbed the little monster, as he called it. Then he saw it, the sunlight streaming through gap in the tail gate canvas piece and the wall flickered, he was being watched. Rolling on his left side he lifted the edge where the canvas met the truck side. On the ground below he could see a pair of boots and trousers. He watched as the trouser legs sagged, who ever it was, he thought, had unbuttoned to have a little fun. The Sgt. rolled back and messaged his dick making it hard. Then with lightening reflexes he leaned forward threw back the canvas and planted a burley hand on the shoulder of a you private startling the young man, who's hands were still wrapped around his own hard dick.
Private Wesser was scared shitless. When the Sgt. grabbed his shoulder he just about passed out. Who the hell are you?' asked Howard, in his Sgt's growl. Pri... pri^Å private^Å.., stammered the frightened young private. Howard dragged him into the truck. The Private tried to scramble in on his own, however, his trousers fell to his ankles tripping him up. Like a lion, Howard pulled him into his den. By this time the Private was white as a sheet and his cock had almost completely retreated, like a turtle into its shell. The Sgt. glowered at the young man. Well', he, asked, who the hell are you?' In his best voice the young Privatte replied, Pvt. Wesser, 132nd Inf. Battalion, Sgt.' Why were you watching me?' asked Howard. I was curious what you were up to', said Wesser. I watched you come in here the other day and today I followed you'. You satisfied', said Sgt. Howard; I come here to whack my willie'. Wesser smirked at the terminology. Don't laugh', the Sgt. commanded, you seemed intent to do yourself as well'. Wesser blushed bright read. Sgt. Howard looked at the mans bright red face and asked, have you ever jerked with another guy?' Wesser again stammered, no', he answered. Howard reached over and untied Wesser's boots and pulled them off, he continued until he pulled Wessser's shorts over his feet. The Pvt. was now completely naked and Howard took in the young body. Wesser was about five foot four, give or take, with read hair on his head. He had visible muscles, no doubt from his army training; however, he was fairly thin. There were traces of red hair on his arms and legs and a few sprouts on his chest, but the most intriguing aspect to Howard was the solid red bush of hair at his crotch. The brightly colored forest covered a nice pair of balls and a soft little dick of about 2 ½ inches with a decent amount of girth. Hard, it must be about 6 ½ inches long Howard guessed. You ever had a blowjob?', Howard asked. No', Wesser said looking at Howard's face and blushing violently again. `Well, your good Sgt. is going to teach you about them. Every soldier needs to be educated and you Pvt. Wesser are going to learn first hand how good they feel.' Howard began touching Wesser's chest and pinching his small nipples. Wesser was surprised as his dick begin to harden at Howard's touching of his body. Wesser had only every let his best friend Joey feel him up before. This felt better though, he trusted the big hairy Sgt. Howard scooted closer pressing his now hard prick into Wesser's thigh. Wesser found he liked this. Howard's hands continued to roam over the young man's body until one came to rest on his swollen cock. Howard felt Wesser flinch as he touched his purple cock head, he could feel the Pvt's breathing increase.
Howard leaned over and began to tease the boys throbbing dick head with his tongue. A small amount of cum immediately presented itself. Howard took it in and could barley resist going down on the young private. Wesser lay back as Howard sucked each of his balls and caressed the inside of his thighs. Howard then worked his way up Wesser's body, stopping at each nipple finally stopping at his mouth, hovering just above his lips. Wesser raised his head and kissed Howard. Sgt. Howard took him in his arms and rolled onto his back. Wesser found himself on top of the Sgt. there dicks pressed together. Howard then rotated the boy around and took his young cock into his mouth. Wesser was pleased by this new sensation and began to rock his hips. Wow!', he gasped as he fucked the Sgt's waiting mouth. Wesser looked at the little monster in front of him. Tentatively he pulled the foreskin back and ran his tongue around the head. He felt the Howard shudder as he did so. Then he began to copy what the Sgt. was doing to him. Slowly the two rocked back and forth, each enjoying the sensation. Howard continued to caress Wesser's balls as he sucked him off. Then he stuck his right index finger in his mouth. Once the finger was sufficiently wet he began to rub the tip against Wesser's untested hole. Wesser had never imagined the tingly feel he was experiencing as Howard stroked his ass and fingered his hole. Each time Howard pressed a little harder. Finally, the finger was sliding in and out. Wesser could not believe the sensation, every stroke made him want to grunt with lust. Howard continued to manipulate the Private's ass, knowing full well that it would speed up Wesser's climax. But he wanted so badly to taste the Pvt's and feel him spasm into his mouth. Here it comes', he thought as Wesser's hips began to buck more intensly. Wesser had never experienced an orgasm quite like this in his live. The feeling of euphoria was unexplainable to his mind, wave after wave of mind numbing pleasure. Howard took each eruption with eager zeal, sucking harder after each discharge. Wesser was sweating like a pig and his manly smell was intoxicating to Howard, he never wanted to let the Private go. Wesser lay on top of Howard, spent and exhausted, unable to move. Howard's hard dick still in his mouth. Wesser blushed again embarrassed by his orgasm, but he felt obligated to make the Sgt. cum as well. He continued to work the fat pulsating prick in his mouth. Then it happened, cum everywhere. Wesser had not anticipated Howard's eruption; some was in his mouth, up his nose on his face. He rolled off and looked at Howard. The Sgt. laughed then proceeded to lick his cum from Wesser's face. Pvt. Wesser hugged him and Howard kissed him on the forehead, then whispered, thanks' in his ear. Wesser said I love you' and held Howard as tight as he could.
M.P. Cpl. Miller noticed the Sgt and the Pvt. come walking from between the trucks together as he was being relived from duty. Quickly he followed the two, 'what had they been up doing', he wondered as he watched them enter the mess tent.