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SPC IN CONTROL? - 8
When Ryan got to the room and unlocked the door SPC Todd Smith was there. It was about 1900. Ryan said, I'm starving, I need to eat, you want to go to the dining facility? Smith said sure, put his pt shirt on and they went to eat. Black noticed that Smith had his shirt off like Master Types rules had stated. Smith had not had his shirt off before this, everytime before, while chilling out in their room, Smith was fully clothed, but not tonight.....therefore it was something that Black noticed first thing.
At chow Black kept his voice down and said so tell me how you got involved in this. Smith said wait until we get outside. They both finished eating and then left the chow hall. Smith found a private spot and then sat down. Black followed suit and sat down as well. SPC Smith said I think we need to get everything out. No secrets, so I'm just going to tell you. I am already fucked if you decide to say anything. PFC Black said, same here, but I am not going to say anything. This is between you me and the MSG. And will always stay that way. NO MATTER WHAT. SPC Smith said....good. Thats the way I feel too. Now with that being said, my deal is the MSG caught me with my pants around my ankles stroking when I should have been on guard duty....so instead of turning me in.....he punished me himself. I was totally straight until....Smith blushed....until he used things on my ass. I never felt that before...Fuck..I guess I'm bi now. But you better not tell anyone. Black said, I won't trust me. Then Smith said, what about you and him. I was fasinated with the control thing and he found me online the first week I was here. I was in a chat room I probably should not have been. Strange huh. Fuck yea, Smith said. Well this is between us and him. I wont let this come between us and our job and you can either. Black agreed. So we both need to agree what happens with the MSG or in our room on off time stays between us and does not go outside of the walls that we are contained in at the time. They both agreed and shook on it. Smith then said, I do know that we need to follow the MSGs rules.....he does not play...and some of his punishments suck. I will tell you about them some other time. We need to get some rest. I bet your worn out. Fuck yea I am Black said. All my muscles ache. Even ones I didn't know I had. And we wont even talk about my back side. Smith said lets go. They got up and headed back to the room.
Once in the room Smith took off his pt shirt. Ryan did the same. Smith said I found some rope to tie you to the bed with earlier. I hope you dont mind, I already tied it to the corners of your bed. Black said, thats cool. Before Ryan got out of Master Types truck, Master Type told him to always have his computer on so that he could IM him whenever. Ryan went and turned on his computer. Master Type seen Ryan log in and IM'd him immediately.
"Where you been boy?", came the IM from Master Type. Ryan answered, I went to eat, sir. Turn your cam on Ryan. It needs to be on from now on. Yes, sir, came Ryan's reply. With that he turned the cam on. Master Type could now see that PFC Black had complied and did not have a shirt on. He could also see the hard on that Black had in his pt shorts again. Master Type said your never soft are you Ryan. Ryan typed, not with you around sir, NO. Master Type told Ryan to get SPC Smith. Ryan looked over at Smith and said, Master Type wants to speak with you. Smith came over to the computer. Master Type told Smith to have Ryan finish stripping and to get on the bed. He wanted to see him tied to the bed. Smith had Ryan strip and lay down on the bed on his back. Black's cock was rock hard and sticking out. Ryan noticed that it felt good to stretch out, yet his back and ass hurt from all of the use it had gotten that afternoon. He was all tender and sore all over. Master Type had Smith tie a leg to each side of the bed as well as tie his hands tight to the head board. Shit, Ryan thought, it was going to be hard to sleep like this. He told Smith that and Smith conveyed that to Master Type. Master Type told Ryan to enjoy the bed for the week, because next week he would be moving into a dog kennel, for bed times. Shit Ryan though, as he heard that, but his cock throbbed with that news. Sleeping in a dog kennel? Here in Iraq, fuck. Hopefully, Master Type would not be able to find a kennel Ryan though, but he really knew better. Master Type told Smith not to forget his duties working Black's nips.
Smith went to Black's chest. He started by just pinching Ryan nips. Then he started sucking on on first one and then the other. The sucking became biting....nibbling.....and licking. Ryan was moaning and starting to squirm. He was tied to the bed though, not like he would have tryed to stop Smith......this shit was feeling way too good. Ryan's cock was hard and so were his nips. He looked at Smith as he worked his nips. Oh....shit yea.... This shit feels fuckin good bro. With that there was a knock at the door. Both Balck and Smith paniced. Smith pulled a sheet over Black and then went to the door. He opened it. It was Master Type. Fuck, that was close sir. I thought we were busted. The MSG pushed into the room and closed the door. You two need to be more careful and figure somethin out for the times that someone else knocks at the door, like I just did. Both Black and Smith...said, yes sir. Master Type told Smith to strip...he did. Master Type pulled the sheet of Black. Master Type said Black, tell Smith what you need boy. Blacks face turn three shades of red. Fuck, Ryan thought, this was all getting to be too much. Here he was tied to a bed in Iraq with two other guys in the room and he was going to tell them that he needed this older guys cock. WHAT THE FUCK WAS HE DOING?
He said, sir I need your cock in my boyhole, my pussy. It's twitching right now sir. Thinking about your cock. I like how it feels right at first when your around sir. I get turned on with the anticipation of you fucking me, sir. I want your eager cock pressing up against my hole from behind, and to start finally working its head past my sphincter, into my boyhole. It almost hurts, yea it does hurt yet feels good too. Your hard, veiny shaft is being pushed into me until your body is pressed up against my ass and i can tell it's gonna be great. Once your comfortably in, I love how you know how to work up a strong, steady rhythm, going deep into me with each thrust. Those thrusts get faster and harder and I know your about to cum in me. I'm ready to take it. Instead, I suddenly feel your cock pulling out. My hole is throbbing as a Smith's cock is quickly pushed in and begins going at it where you left off, sir. They feel different inside of me, sir, yet equally hot. Just as I think it can't get any better, I feel a tongue come in from underneath, licking my hole and his thick shaft as it slides in and out of my warm, wet flesh inside. You slide your tongue down to lick my balls and then Smiyhs, sir. You start moving back and forth between the two of us. It all makes my hole tighten up around Smith's hard cock even more. Precum's flowing, mine yours and Smith's. It makes Smith's pounding a little smoother for me and brings him to the point of desperately wanting to shoot his load. Instead, I again feel the two of you switch places. This time though, you know you can't hold it for too long sir. You slam your cock inside of me. Your aggressively fucking my raw hole like a total master should, sir. Within minutes your uncontrollably spurting hot cum out of yourselfas you pull out. I can feel streams of it, the first hitting the small of my back and then again all over my ass, covering my hole as it runs down my crack, and drips off my balls. I'm in ecstasy by now and think I can't take any more. But I'm about to. Smith again goes in- the warm, fresh cum on my hole now acting as lube for his cock as it pushes its way in, causing it to feel much more intense for us both. He mounts himself strongly and firmly against my ass, riding me furiously like an animal in heat.I love how his flesh feels so hot against mine deep inside of me. I can feel his swollen head hitting my prostate with each inward thrust. It's an awesome ride! I hear and feel his balls and groin smacking against me with each stroke. He gets more and more frantic the closer he gets to cumming. Smith able to hold out much longer than I anticipate. It's so good though, that I feel like my whole body is about to orgasm just from the intensity of the continual fucking. Finally, his balls draw up tight and he's unable to control himself any longer. I hear him gasp and moan loudly. With one last major thrust, his body shakes as it begins forcefully shooting his thick load deep down. I can actually feel the warm liquid squirting against my insides. It makes my muscles grip his cock as it continues to pulsate and pump the juices out of his balls. After it stops, Smith grinds himself against my ass, not wanting to pull away, seeming as if he still is trying to push his cum into me deeper. Our bodies both quiver a little as he holds it there, not sure if we can stand to pull away from each other. I can tell that my ass is completely filled with warm wet cum. We're all exhausted, but very content.... Fuck did I just say all of that to Master Type, with Smith in the room? Fuck he has turned me into a total slut in no time, Ryan though. Master Type says, Untie him Smith. Looks like you get to fuck tonight....we can't deny a request like can we boy? No sir, Smith said and started untying Black.
The next day Black and Smith were awoken to the sounds of Smith's alarm. It was a PT day for the platoon. SPC Smith...shook PFC Black awake. You going to run with my cum still in your hole, bro? Or are you going to get up and take a shower? Ryan could hardly move. He was sore all over. Every muscle he had ached. And his cock was still hard. Fuck, he was a pussy boy. What the fuck was he going to do. Smith untied him and he went to take a quick shower. The shower trailer was full. Alot of soldiers were getting ready for work. He had to wait in line to get one of the 6 shower stalls. Black put his stuff down on the bench next to the shower that just became open. He pulled his shirt over his head and pushed his shorts and boxers down. He was standing there hard as Master Type opened the next shower curtain and stepped out of the shower next to his. His cock was hard again. He did not know Master Type lived on this pad and really didnt know he lived so close to him. Fuck. Black didn't say anything, just stepped into his shower stall and closed the curtain. He was kinda freaked now. But he didn't really know why. A couple of guys from his platoon were in the shower room as well. As Ryan stepped out of the shower, Master Type was leaving the shower trailer. One of the Staff Seregeant's in the room, said, did you guys know that MSG Johnson is going to be our new 1SG. He takes over next week after the ceremony. Fuck, Ryan was in hell now, was all he could think, as he dryed himself off and got ready for pt. But his cock was still rock hard and it would not go down.
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