This story features characters from the BBC show Our Girl. The TV show and characters are owned by the BBC and BBC Studios.
OUR GIRL: THE MALE QUARTERS
The heat was sweltering in the tent where the male soldiers spent their nights, several soldiers had left the barracks to return back home to their families after completing their tour in Afghanistan. In the morning new recruits were arriving to fulfll their stint, two of whom were new to the troops.
Wearing nothing but their tight fitting hipster boxers, Monk and Fingers woke at 0500 to prepare for a kit inspection, getting their boots polished, uniforms ironed and beds made. As they did so the new soldiers were marched into the male living quarters by Kingy, the tall, muscular black Sergeant, dressed in full camouflage uniform, halted in front of the two rows of beds, allowing the two new recruits to march to a halt, saluting their commanding sergeant before picking a bed to call their own. As they did, Monk and Fingers walked over to where the two new recruits were sitting to welcome them, a polite handshake was shared among the foursome before a casual welcome greeting was exchanged. Prof accepted the greeting and thanked Monk and Fingers for their efforts, Throbber however, wasn't as mannerly.
"Can't believe I'm finally here bruv! Can't wait to get out there and empty rounds into some of them idiots." Throbber laughed in his cocky northern accent as the rest of the room fell silent. His attitude wasn't one the guys were used to, yes, they were known for having a laugh and mocking one another in certain ways but never for being aggressive.
"A lot of the work we do here is to help `them idiots' have better lives mate" Fingers replied, trying to gain control of the loose attitude before it ended up being a problem.
As Prof and Throbber unpacked their lives from a rucksack, Monk and Fingers excused themselves to hit the showers. Peeling off their sweaty boxers they stepped into the large communal shower room hitting the buttons for hot water. As it poured down Monk's smooth, brown body as he lathered up his bar of soap, grating it against his chiseled abs. Washing his chest and working down to his legs, the foaming soap caught in his fat ass cheeks as he used both hands to work the soap into the crack, holding his ass cheeks apart, he let the hot water run in between, his tight hole on show. Fingers stood facing the wall, his arms raised, leaning against the white tiled wall as he let the hot water rinse the soap from his skinny, pale white body. His flaccid, thick dick flopped around as he began using his hands to ensure all the soap was washed away from beneath his low hanging balls.
As their wet, naked, muscular bodies were free of soap they grabbed their towels from the hooks on their way out, wrapping them around their waists, leaving a shallow outline in the material from their dicks. Standing at their beds, they dried themselves off before their kit inspection, and today's mission to help with security and logistics at a run down hospital.
A week had passed and tensions were running high in the male living quarters. Throbber was managing to rub everyone up the wrong way, getting underneath everyone's skin at one point or another. During missions Throbber's focus was not on the task at hand, and rather on how he thought certain women he would see around the neighbourhood could handle his `monster'. His vocal opinions were becoming a problem for 2-Section, they were gradually losing patience with Throbber. Prof had worked hard to become a valuable member of the team, making every possible effort to help out where he could and remain focused every minute of each mission they were tasked with. Doing this, had gained him the trust of the other soldiers, especially Monk and Fingers who had spent more time with him since they all slept in the same tent.
On a night where the soldiers had been most stressed, they had been given a night off duty to relax, their bodies and minds were exhausted and were due a rest. After getting back from a mission, Sergeant King had told them to shower and scoff before bed. As they did the four soldiers stood in the shower room, each rubbing down their bodies from the sand, dirt and sweat the day had brought. The four sets of plump, smooth ass cheeks had been soaped up as the soldiers cleaned down, before grabbing their towels and heading to get ready for scoff.
Hours passed and the soldiers were back in their living quarters, each minding their own business as the night set in. Prof was reading his favourite Jane Austin book, Fingers texting his wife, Marie, back home, Monk on facetime to his newborn baby and Throbber was playing a game on his tablet before Kingy walked in, calling the soldiers to stand at attention. A slight giggle left Throbber as he noticed Fingers had a semi hard dick, his boxers doing nothing to hide it.
"WHAT IS SO FUCKING FUNNY THROBBER!" Shouted Sergeant King as he called for Throbbers attention.
"FINGERS IS A BIT TOO EXCITED FOR YOUR ENTRANCE, SIR" Throbber replied, calling it to the room.
Fingers went slightly red as he caught eyes with Monk, his dick was getting harder with the attention rather than softer.
"SORRY, SIR" Fingers called, acknowledging the incident.
"At ease" Kingy allowed the soldiers to relax as Fingers called abuse at Throbber for causing a scene. By now his dick had fallen to its usual flaccid state as Kingy explained the next day's mission to the men.
As Kingy left the men to their free night they got back to minding their own business before one by one, they drifted off to sleep.
Prof woke up at 2am, the men had been sleeping for a few hours now. He woke to the sound of a slight creaking in the tent, as he grabbed his glasses from next to his pillow, he turned to see the shadow of a massive dick against the adjacent wall. The light came from Throbber's bed, his tablet was playing porn, causing a shadow to form from the position he was holding it as he gently stroked his 8" thick, smooth uncut cock.
"Mate, what the fuck are you doing!?" Prof whispered across to Throbber, trying not to wake up Monk or Fingers.
"Mate I need to let it out, I'll be done in a minute" Throbber whispered back in his northern accent, a little too loudly.
Waking from their deep sleeps, Monk and Fingers turned to the whispers from Throbber and Prof as they saw Throbber with his cock in hand, watching porn on his tablet.
"Fuck sake mate! We need to be up and ready to go in 3 hours!" Monk whispered angrily as his sleep had been broken. He watched as Throbber continued to stroke his cock even though he had now caused havoc for the other soldiers. His attitude was back as he ignored the soldiers to satisfy himself, which Fingers was sick of. Standing from his bed, Fingers walked to Throbber's bed and took his tablet off him, catching a glimpse of the porn on the tablet, a slight twitch came from his own dick.
"What you doing mate!? I was just about to cum, fuck sake!" Throbber called as Fingers got back to his bed, putting the tablet on the floor next to him.
"Maybe you need to cum as well bruv! We saw your little chubber earlier, remember?!" Throbber laughed, his hard cock still in hand.
"Mate, go to sleep. None of us can be arsed with your shit" Fingers replied as he rolled over onto his side, facing away from Throbber.
"No worries bruv, I'll just turn into a miserable bitch like you then" Throbber replied.
Before he had finished his statement, Monk had jumped from his bed and lunged towards Throbber, connecting a fist with his eye socket. Holding Thobber by the neck, Monk let loose another few punches before Fingers and Prof managed to pull him from Throbber. Trying to calm Monk down, Fingers pulled him back to his bed and held him back.
"HE NEEDS TO REALISE WERE AT FUCKING WAR HERE! WERE NOT HERE FOR A STAG NIGHT YOU FUCKING MORON!" Monk screamed as Fingers' had his arms wrapped around his chest holding him back.
Throbber sat on the side of his bed, Prof seeing to his eye as he watched Monk lose his temper.
"Alright mate, Alright!" Throbber replied, before adding, "I thought you were coming to help me out there" he laughed.
Monk broke free from Fingers' arms and lunged towards Throbber again. Holding his arms over his face, Throbber blocked Monks punches.
Standing from Throbber's bed, Monk watched over him, as he shaked slightly from the fear of Monk's rage. Monk got his breath back as he stood, the sweat dripping down his bare, ripped torso.
"One of these days, someone isn't going to stop!" Monk yelled as he walked back to his bed, lying down and calming himself down.
"Sorry bruv" Throbber said, his head in his hands as he tried to calm the pain from the, probably broken, eye socket.
After several moments of silence, Monk, Fingers and Prof were all trying to get back to sleep as Throbber stood from his bed, and made his way to the toilet, passing Monk on the way. After relieving himself he walked back towards his bed, stopping at Monks. He crouched down in front of his face and shaked his shoulder softly, trying to wake him up softly.
"What the fuck do you want" Monk asked, keeping his eyes closed.
"Really sorry bruv, what can I do to make it up to you?" he asked Monk.
"Fuck off" Monk replied.
"No, really. Anything bruv" Throbber insisted.
Monk opened his eyes to see Throbber, kneeling in front of his bed, water filling his eyes as if he had suddenly wanted to take responsibility for his actions.
"Suck my dick" Monk replied in a normal sarcastic tone and closed his eyes again, as if to just forget about it.
"Fuck no! I'm not a poofter bruv!" Throbber said.
Fingers woke up again and turned to see Throbber pleading for forgiveness next to Monk. As he heard Throbber raise his voice slightly he saw him standing to his feet and turn to walk to his bed.
"Hold on." Fingers said, stopping Throbber.
"Do it" he said
"What?" asked Throbber
"Suck his dick" Fingers replied with a demanding, authoritative tone.
Monk turned to Fingers from his bed, catching his eyes as if to ask what he was doing. Monk and Fingers had been friends for so long he decided to take his lead and trust him.
"If you really want us to forgive you, do it" Fingers got his point across. Throbber stood still, the confusion running through his body as Monk turned on his bed to face him. Fingers put one hand down his boxers to take hold of his flaccid cock before nodding to Throbber to go back to Monks bedside. Reluctantly, Throbber frowned his face before slowly walking back to the side of Monks bed, who lay there with his hands behind his head. For Fingers and Monk, this was a game of chicken, see who would go further until someone chickens out of bails. Monk lay there with only his tight boxers on, his toned body shining with a sunbeam from the Afghan sunrise. Throbber got to his knees at the side of Monk's bed, waiting for someone to start laughing and call it quits. He looked to Fingers, who again, nodded towards Monk. Throbber looked at Monk's bulging cock, taking a moment to think about what he was doing he reached out a hand and used one finger to start pulling down Monks boxers from the waist band. Monk lifted his hips to help him out, his boxers slid down to his ankles revealing his thick flaccid cock and smooth balls below. Throbber stopped for a minute as he considered backing out, but he felt under pressure now as Monk's cock was just inches away from his face. Adjusting his knees, he moved slightly closer to Monk's bed as he took hold of Monk's flaccid cock, lifting it from the balls it was resting on, as he did, the blood started flowing and Monk's cock started to swell, fast. Within a minute it had gone from flaccid to being 10" solid.
"It's been a while" Monk laughed as his cock started throbbing from being touched by someone else.
"Its fucking huge bruv" Throbber replied, looking scared of it.
"What are you waiting for?" Fingers whispered from his bed.
Taking the hint to hurry up, Throbber moved in closer towards Monk's thick cock. Monk and Fingers locked eyes as they expected him to have caved by now, they looked at one another as if, lets see how long he goes for. Taking the cock into his mouth, Throbber wrapped his lips around Monk's cock as it throbs inside. Several minutes of a pitiful blowjob pass as Monk begins to get restless.
"Mate your shit at this!" Monk says, taking his cock from Throbbers mouth. He sat up from the bed, sitting on the edge in front of Throbber's face as he had one leg on either side, his third leg just millimetres from Throbbers mouth. Taking hold of Throbber's short brown hair, Monk pulled his head into his groin as his cock slid into his mouth. Gagging and choking on Monks cock, Throbbers eyes began to water as his throat was stretched. His head being thrown back and forward, Throbber used his hands to steady himself on the bed frame in between Monks legs. Not expecting it to go this far, Monk looked over to Fingers, giving him a nod to come over to his bed. As he did, Fingers' cock was already standing at 11'' hard as he removed his boxers on his walk over. Looking down to Monk's cock, he was amazed as Throbber was managing to take the full shaft down his throat, although there was plenty of gagging and saliva flooding his mouth. Fingers took hold of Throbber's hair and turned his head to him, his eyes opening with shock as he saw the massive cock in front of him.
"My turn" Fingers demanded as he pointed his cock towards Throbber's mouth. Throbber reached up and slowly, Fingers' cock slid into his mouth before his shaft was pushed in deep, the 11" cock dived deep past his tonsils, the tent echoing with the sound of choking.
Prof woke, startled from the unusual noise echoing around him, throwing on his glasses he stood from the bed and turned to see where the noise was coming from. Shock overcame him as he saw Throbber's face being fucked by Fingers and his massive cock. The gasps and casual `fuck yeah's' filling the tent. His cock started to grow uncontrollably just looking at the sight, before he knew Monk was looking over at him as his cock was causing a tent in his loose boxer shorts. Deciding not to go any closer, he took a seat on his bed and lay back against the wall behind. Not taking his eyes off the action, he slid his boxers off, throwing them to the floor while he gently started to stroke his now hard 6" cock. Adjusting his glasses and continuing to watch Fingers' cock sliding down Throbber's throat, he relaxed and let the show go on from a distance.
Moments pass as Throbber's throat is moved back and forward to be used by Monk and Fingers, the gagging continues to fill the room and saliva dips all over the floor. As Monk held Throbber's face deep into his groin to choke on his cock, he let him go to gain his breath back for a minute. Meanwhile he stood from the bed.
"Get on your knees" Monk demanded, taking stance next behind him, next to Fingers.
Throbber took a second to decide what to do, he was beginning to like the treatment he was getting, his own cock was throbbing its 8". Slowly he stood from the bed and knelt upright on the end of the bed. As he turned to look behind him, he was met by Finger's hand pushing his head down to the bed. As he fell he took position on his elbows and held his head in his hands as his thick, toned ass cheeks were being slapped and played with by Fingers and Monk. The slaps to Throbber's fat bare ass cheeks began to echo the room, with each one followed by a quiet squirm. He looked up and across the room to see Prof, sitting on his bed with his cock in hand, stroking it as he watched Throbber being taken advantage of.
Monk spat his saliva onto Throbber's tight ass hole before plunging in a finger, his cock in hand. After wetting his virgin hole, Monk took stance behind Throbber and aimed his pulsing 10" cock just below. With one thrust, Throbber's tight ass muscles were being stretched open by Monk's cock, he moaned loudly before Fingers sat on the bed next to Throbber's head, wrapping his hand around the moaning mouth. The pain passed through his body as Monk continued to slide the shaft of his cock in deep, until his balls rested on the bottom of his ass. Giving Thobber a few seconds, Monk began fucking his ass, at first he took it slow letting the muscles get used to the thick cock. Throbber's hole had a tight grip onto Monk's cock, however it did not stop him taking hold of Throbber's hips to hold him steady while Monk began slamming his cock deep into the fat ass. Throbber was being jerked back and forward, his ass being torn up by Monk as sweat dripped down his back, the combined heat of the night and his extreme pounding was coming to a climax. As his legs began to shake, Monk gave one final thrust into Throbber's hole as his cock swelled more than ever before, shooting endless robes of his thick cum into Throbber's organs. Letting his cock fall from the wet hole, Monk took a step back after giving an ass cheek a hard slap, causing a yelp from Throbber.
As Throbber thought the session was over, Fingers stood from the bed and walked to the front of Throbber as he had turned to sit down, his knees were red from being rocked back and forward by Monk. In one motion, Fingers took hold of Throbber's legs, throwing them into the air as he fell onto his back on the bed. Fingers took hold of each of Throbbers thighs, pushing them forward towards his torso, for his ass cheeks to spread below, his used hole was dribbling Monks deposit as Fingers aimed his cock up to it, with one thrust his 11 inches was buried deep. Taking no mercy, Fingers watched Throbbers face glowing red, his mouth hanging open and a look of complete lust in his eyes as his hole was pounded hard, taking hold of his own cock he stroked it gently for seconds before his cock erupted his biggest load over his stomach, chest and hitting his face as his prostate was being beaten. Grunts began to fill the room as Throbber climaxed, the tensing muscles of his hole causing Fingers to slam his hard cock faster into Throbber's hole, holding it in as his balls tightened, his load mixing with Monks. Throbber's head fell back on the bed, just in time to connect eyes with Prof still sitting on his bed, his cock throwing robes of cum over his body, splattering onto his glasses as his heavy breaths filled the room.
As Fingers slowly slid his softening cock from Throbbe'rs hole, he looked over to Monk, who was now sleeping in an unclaimed bed at the other side of the tent. Making his way back to his own bed, Fingers wiped his cock with a used sock, before lying back in bed in an attempt to get back to sleep before needing to be awake in less than an hour.
Throbber lay on Monks bed, limp from being used from two massive cocks, his legs and ass ached with the fucking he had received. Standing from the bed, he made his way back to his own bed, his fat ass cheeks sliding against one another with the dripping cum from his hole before he lay on his back, the cum covering his body dried in as he soon fell asleep, exhausted from his night with the men of 2-Section.
The End.
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