Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between young adults. Please write: jarrod749@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Raw Recruits. Chapter 9.
Then of course, the white kids were butt kicked all the way back to barracks. About twenty of the black boots were going to the club set up for boots for a little beering up. The beer was usually lower in alcohol content than regularly sold. They would see how things folded out for the night. All eight white dudes were knelt with backs against the first floor bunks, two each against the last four before the head. They wouldn't be going nowheres. Eight black troops loomed in front of them and yanked the kids' tee shirts off....then just stood in front of them...staring them down.
The white kids 'got it'. They pulled down the fronts of the black soldiers' shorts and pumped each of those ebony rods before taking them into their mouths. Ohhhhh mannnnn! This was amazing! These kids' lives had merely JUST BEGUN to change.
Magic had several of the black recruits tearing strips of sheeting for bindings. Without knowing when or if Sarge was going to come back, and still needing to fun the whitetrash, the squad leaders had gotten together at mess and decided to continue the fun and games on the second floor and keep a few troops in bunks on the first floor to 'convince' Sarge, all was on the up and up if he showed.
"Gwuawllp! Ulluppkk! Shpmmpp! Gulllllluppk!" Ahhh...the heartwarming sounds of black cock at the gulp...."Errrphhh! Awllffgggggg!" Oh godddd. Most of the cocks were throated through whiteface and the blackboi shoot blowed right down into quivering bellies.
"Sqeeeussssssskkkkkppp!" sounded time after time as each ebony throat probe exited those deep narrow sheaths of gripping whiteboi gullet membrane.
The gagging, gasping white kids were pushed down on all fours, and made to shove their own cocks up the butt of the whitie in front. "Oh mannnnnn! Lookit! Lookit!" screamed Brownie, self-annointed cheerleader in charge of humiliation. "It's a whitie fuckboy train!" he squealed.
"Let's go F-U-C-K-E-R-R-R-R-R-S!" Magic roared. "Get them fucking assholes upstairs for some real fine black man-servin'!"
Shad was walking behind with a big shit-eating grin carrying the shredded sheet bindings for the white tools. They were laughing so hard that some of them were in tears. To watch the white kids with their cocks up each other's asshole as they crawled down the aisle and up the stairs was almost too fuckin' much to bear. They had their pussyslaves lay their chests down on the back of the recruit they were inside of, and lick at them.
To make sure the first and last dude were not left out, a broom handle was up the asshole of the last kid, and Brownie got down on his feet and hands, facing up so that while he walked backwards on his hands, the first dude in line got a cock to suck all the way down the aisle and up the stairs. As it turned out, five more black troops swapped with him as they made the trek to the second floor.
The building anxiety shown in the tented boxers of the sixteen bone-hard black teen soldiers accompanying the parade of the white cumdumps was at fever pitch. They were a-tremble at the sight of that shimmering sweat-shiney 'caterpillar' of white humping bodies, plugged into one another, buddy-rut-fucking all in a row, tongues lapping up each other's back, up the stairs and down the second floor aisle.....
Raw Recruits. Chapter 9.
....whimpering, snorfing and sucking air and the lapping of buddy body skin made the whole scene to be one out of pure erotics.
Most of the sixteen remaining black troops readying for action were also participants in the earlier whiteboy ravaging that started out at the grenade training grounds and continued on the march all the way back to barracks....and then some.
No matter. Young and teen equals mothurrrrrfuckin' HOR-NEEEEEE with a capital, "AHMENA FUCK ME SOME FAGGOT HONKY BITCH!" followed by, "....and then ahm gonna fuck'im some mo'."
SUCK-sinctly stated! Them black bruthas was red-deeee!!!
Tears were streaming down the backs of the white spunkers being licked by crying teen white cumdumps about to be punked into next week. And how! It wasn't even 8:00 PM on Friday night, and there were easily 52 straight hours ahead, give or take a cock or a bunghole, for the whitieboi fag team of 1st Platoon to be taken to the depths of degradation, abuse, depravity and humiliation never before heard of, seen or experienced by any group of soldiers at the hand of their fellows.
The thusfar missing-in-action Sgt. Carter loomed back in the minds and deep in the hearts of most of the black soldiers.....but not nearly large enough to slow the slide into white recruit 'blackin'.
With all eight fucked up white teen boot cunt sniveling in their 'fuck-train' down the center of the second floor aisle, the new voice of big and black Private Kannell roared out from behind them: "HALT, CUNT!"
The white pussy caterpillar jumped, jerked, trembled and stopped its knee-squeaking crawl, with whole new stabs to the hearts of the tormented teen troopers. "I didn't say 'Stop fucking, faggots!' You keep bungholing the queerass in fronna yuh!" With that he gave the last humpboy in the 'train' a kick in the ass that rippled in fuck-jabs all the way up the sweaty, white 'caterpillar'.
Immediately the sad sack boots resumed buddy rut while they listened to their future being screamed at them. "While you enjoying the warm fuck slot of yer buddyfag in front, I wantcha thinking of which fucking queer out of yur sorry lot is gonna be sacrificed to us tonight," barked Kannell.
Confusion reigned! Not even the black troops got it. Some of the hands even stopped palming pud in their lost anxiety of getting to fuck these eight fag-tools all night long.
As they closed on Kannell to plead their case, the black troops heard an increase in the whining and sniveling at their feet where the cunt train was lost in having to name one of them to take the cock all night for all of them.
It was not long then when one shaky voiced soldier boy sobbed out, "I wi-w-will....do...it."
It was Pvt. Hinds calling out weakly from the front of the 'train'. He'd been eating the leading black prick all the way up the stairs and down the aisle while getting reamed by Cary from behind.
Kannell smiled and then ordered all the fucktools to pull apart, clean their fuckbuddy dick behind them in the train, and then kneel at attention for orders.
When their tear-streaked, dull-eyed, spit-slopped faces finally looked up to Kannell before them, he ordered Pvt. Hinds out front and then had two other 'fag-whites' to get up on their feet and pull Hinds up to his feet by the arms, "Hold them arms out and you fuckers hang on and don't let go of 'em, no matter whut!"
Hodge and Denny ended up holding Hinds' arms tightly. Everyone waited.
"Now you fuckpigs listen up! Dis queerass jus' gived hisseff up thinking he gonna kiss up to yo' new massahs, and get mebbe a break....and mebbe even he be let go by the bruthas, and then we'd take it out on you cunt who stayed quiet.
"That don't cut it, fuckers!" Kannell raged.
He fanned out the newly smiling, relieved black troops behind the kneeling white stooges, and then said, "Y'all got 10 seconds to start beating the fuckin' shit outta this traitor fag in yur midst....or da bruthas is gonna beat the fuck outta alla you's!"
Just as Shrummy got decked from behind with shot to the kidneys from a big black foot, the other 4 troops jumped and mauled poor Hinds with both open hands and closed fists in a combined rage venting their tension from their torture these last days, and the conned anger instilled by Kannell.
The blood from Hinds' lip and nose oozed out and when he hung limp in the arms of his holders, Kannell ordered them to drop him. He slowly crumpled to the floor where the holders were ordered to lick the seeping blood till it stopped.
The four kids who beat their fellow sadsack whitieboi, were shamed at the sight of Hodge and Denny sucking the ebbing blood that they had caused. Some of them were staring in disbelief at their own blood-spattered hands. Hmmm, shades of Macbeth???
Kannell snapped his fingers and pointed at two of the bruthas to take Hinds' bloody ass right there on the floor. "You two fill that cumdump to overflowin', bros."
Before the other white troops could even think about it, Hodge and Denny were shoved over on their asses as the two new black kids stuffed Hinds' ass and bruised face with some handsome ebony prick.
Kannell circled his hands to the others, and each of the remaining seven white boots were in the hands of two black kids being shoved and kicked toward the empty bunks along the walls of the second floor of the barracks. But wait!
Kannell wanted some prelims before the main events...."Bring 'em back, bros! Let's circle 'em round in the middle of the bay here first...."
The white troops were pushed out into the center of the aisle and shoved into a circle with each fucktool facing one of the bro's. "A-kay," Kannell barked, "kneel 'em cunt and have 'em kiss yer man-hang bru-thas!"
"Yahhhhh!" Kannell approved. The breaths being sucked in by each black kid getting his tool laved, made like a sound of wind rushing through a small space. Then almost in unison, "Suck'at thang, cunt!" roared the entire circle of bruthas.
Kannell explained that he wanted all the bruthas to be able to see all the others getting serviced as much as possible in these early adventures of "the taking of the white recruits." So the black soldiers faced into the center of the circle, and their honky serfs faced them, with their backs to the circle center....on their knees.
As the bro's looked around at each other, they turned the punks around to face into the circle now, and manipulated the heads and turned-up faces of their sucker boys up under their nuts. Oh mannnn! The sucking punks had their faces pulled up by their chins. Those manly black ballsacks, some stiff and tight and others hanging soft and low made for sighs of "Ohyeh! Ahhhhh! Lap at it, boi! Yehhhh...lick behind my balls, faggot! Yessss!"
The sensuous action of their white teen serfs was a sight! To be able to watch all of the white troops' backs arched deeply sort of like a swimming backstroke, with chins, mouths and noses burrowing under and into big black ball pouches was something to behold. The white kids' dicks hung mostly soft, in full view into the center of the circle...legs spread out wide, feet planted...legs trembling with the strain.
The remaining eight whitie tamers stood around the outside of the circle getting a similar eyeful of these pure erotics playing out before them. It was enough for all of the voyeurs to blow a wad without even touching their steeled and leaking pricks. Them dudes was so fuckin' hard there wasn't a one of their hoodies in sight. Them foreskins were all pulled back smartly behind their throbbing, oozing, bulbous ebony-purple helmets. They were quivering with toes lifting and digging into the linoleum floor. Sweat-sheen developed on all 16 fuck studs. The kids having that flat part behind their balls being tongue-swabbed were trembling in need....so much fucking n-e-e-e-e-e-d!
Drooling white tool tongues sucked up into black bungholes now. Crazed! The poor fucking black dudes were close to mindless. Some squeezed their leaking pricks hard to prevent an early goo-spooo.
The recruits getting eaten out were getting the sight of sprawled out naked white cuntboys facing up on their feet and hands, bellies and chests arched up and bent backwards, quaking with the strain as they digged their faces up into black butt funksmudge.
The eight waiting blacks on the outside of the circle, got the eye candy sight of those pretty white boi heads bobbing up into their buddies' holes, and getting to see up close those toyish pink tongues darting up into them sweaty black creases. Oh god! Ohgod-ohgod-ohgoddddddddd!!! It was just so beautifullllll!!!!
Pvt. Kannell, who was one of the circle outside was near speechless with the sight of ravenous soldier eating! His face was contorted, displaying the pain of the strain he was enduring having to wait for cockboi service....he wanted to change the sucker positions but his trembling lips just opened and closed without there being a single word uttered, beyond the whimpering from deep in his super dry throat.
Then, in near total recovery, Kannell ordered the whites to drop onto their backs and throw their legs up so the black troops could pull them back and raise them white tooltails high to the sky! In a flop, slam and wphoosh, them white legs were up under the arms of their black masters and them white butts was being spit lubed for action. Big goobers of blackboi spit puddled and wiggled like jello in them whitieholes! Ohhh mannn!
The entire circle of black fuckers got to watch each other, one at a time, sink his rod through the spit bubbling up around their massive cockheads, then d-i-s-a-p-p-e-a-r into pinky white punk pussy! By the time the eighth troop buried his meat, he was in a frenzy. He had to wait that whole time as each bro burrowed white furrow....and was all but delirious for having to wait s-o-o-o-o-o-o long!
It was to cry for! Some of the black kids did indeed have tears streaming down their faces as they felt steaming hot pink-pussy surround and absorb their teen trooper tools.
Three kids bucked and strained, screaming out loud in their effort to keep from blowing their load!
They all felt totally consumed by the soft whitie boyhole membrane petals wrapping so sensually around their tools. The black grins got wider and wider as they watched all the other studs sinking through pussyhole all together finally. It was like watching a sex movie while you got your funs.....and in s-l-o-w motion!
Kannell then gave the signal for all the others awaiting tool service to kneel over the punks' heads on the floor and feed them faces some cock. Sadly, to the tunes of a harmony of bruthah screams, warbles and wails, every one of the face feeders blew his nut down through quivering pink whiteboi lips. The gagging, gasping, gurgling and chuccing from the suckers' throats was something to behold!
Their bodies jerked and bounced as they hacked and coughed with their mouths full of cock and cumwad.
The topper studs were into full and frothy reamage now, pounding mandick deep and hard down into those upturned boy assholes. Ohhhhh! Ohh! Ohohohunnnnghhhh!!!! Around the circle, cock after cock went off deep in those sockets of toyboysoldier joy.
Kannell, back at full strength after losing one load....in Shrum's whiteboy stud mouth as it turned out, was up and directing the scene once more.
He moved the waiting black troops into the circle, and had each now fucked out soldier make a quarter-turn to the right so all the fuck teams were in behind one another around the circle, instead of facing into the circle. Now each of the waiting fuckers was instructed to straddle the turned-up whiteholes, and sinkhole his pud right in front of his buddy's cock which was slightly sof tened in it's afterfuck.
Oh! Ohhhhhhhh!!! As the second black pricks were shoved into the whiteboy red and swollen abyss of impending fuck pleasure, the cum of the stud still planted came gushing up with the momentary opening between pussy and sunken cock! Beautiful! Beeeuuuteefulll!!!
Both pairs of softened cocks hardened once more both with the sensation of knowing his stud buddy's dick was sliding in alongside his own....oh, and the gripshun of them tightening whiteboi pussyskins around them both.
Air-sucking gasps shot from the throats of all players in each of the soldier 'fuck teams'.
"LET THE FUCKING COMMENCE!!!!" cried Kannell, who was himself planted into a honky troop socket. The fuck slopping, shhllkky-shluupp sounds of driving mancocks were sensually maddening to all the players. The smells of sweat, sex and boyman funk drove every boy over the edge and the rut-fucking scene in the center-circle of the second floor barracks bay was impossible for anybody watching to keep his composure.
Anyone in sight of this erotic scene would have blowed a load in his shorts without getting a chance to touch himself!
What beautiful fuck joy they all felt....then the wails and screams!!!!
It seemed like all the black kids in varied positions of upright, some bent at the knees, some fully erect, others slumped into the shoulders of their companion black fuck brother, were suspended for one moment there in time....thennnnnn....the whole mass of manfuck flesh crumpled to the floor.
Cumslop oozed from all the voided white boyholes as the fuckers either fell over on their sides, or just lay on their backs with their knees bent and feet to the floor.
Even in their afterfuck, worn out from the abuse that started in their whiteboi cunts the previous night, the eight white fucktools knew they were going to have to eat out the slop of there fellows' holes, and the floor as well. It was resignation with these kids now. In five short days they had come to know what was to be their life....that of a slopsucking, fucking slave to their black masters. Their masters was turning the worm for real....and the worm be BLACK....HARD....HOT....AND D-E-E-E-E-E-P!!!
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