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From The Union: New Year, New Love
`And Jim...'
Jim comes back to world.
`Eh... yeah?'
`Come here.'
Mike kneeling.
`Would you be my partner, for life?'
`I don't... I don't know...'
`Why? Why Jim? We're together almost four years now, now I want you to be completely mine.'
`I...
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Life had been harder. Starting from September 11, 2001, the world has been changed. New enemy rises. New companion accepted.
And the world has created their new...
UNION
A.D. Jayanto ioanmilitary@yahoo.es
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Author's Note: Stop wasting your troops Mr. Bush, because they had live, same with you.
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...can't'
`Why?'
`It just... I think... I can't...'
Later that night, Jim ran away from the house.
Summer 1st, 2103
`Dad, I wanna be like yours.'
`Hey, what the hell you say? You think you hadn't like me enough? You got my black hair, my brown eyes, my tan skin, my six feet one structure; even you got my 9" cock. What else?'
`I wanna be an Airman, like yours.'
`Well... Why you not try to enlist?'
`I had, but they thrown me out.'
`Why? There's a reason right?'
`I'm... too stupid for a pilot, and can't do math for mechanical, they only placed me in hospital if I enlist.'
`Hey, who said that? Come here sport.'
Mike leaned on Ed's chest.
`If they said you only could be a nurse, they must have to know what part is most suitable for your career in Air Force. I know the Air Force won't let his pilot crash the plane. I know the Air Force using very high standard for mechanic. And the biggest things they concern are about, first you are my son, and they don't want to waste their airmen.'
`I'm not wasting myself. I promise.'
`And you wanna be a nurse?'
`No dad!'
`So then, find another branch! Look son, the military is not only consisting by airmen only. There's soldier, grunt, and seamen out there. And you haven't seen them yet. Son, if I'm crazy enough when I enlisting to Armed Forces, I'd join Marine Corps, not Air Force like now.'
`Really?'
`Sure son. Had you learn history about World War, Korean War, Vietnam War, Desert Storm, and the others?'
`I had dad, but...'
`No but son, The USAF - at that age - only supported the first strike and ground battle. The really battle is on land, either is hand to hand or gun to gun. We only supporting. Son, if you would like to be like me, then you should join other branch. But... do not go to Navy, because you'll place on nursing too!'
They are laughing so hard.
Fort Ice Park, Fall 1st, 2103 United America Marine Corps Bootcamp
`MOVE, MOVE, MOVE, YOU BASTARD, COME ON, MOVE, QUICK!'
The movies about bootcamp seem true. That's what the D.I. barking at us some hours ago. Today will be the first night on bootcamp. I'm so fucking tired!!!
We land on Ice Park about 0800 Hr, and any direction of sight is only ice. Although we used some jacket, it's very cold here. They loaded us in truck, all 30, one platoon.
`OK, FORM THREE ROWS AND MAKE SURE THAT FRONT OF YOU ARE HIGHER, NOW!'
We formed three rows and marched to building marked Logistic Center. We stopped, and another D.I. comes.
`Hi my names John, call me Sarge John or Sarge only, and I'll be your Drill Instructor for your bootcamp. My rank is Sergeant First Class. I'm 30 years old. This is my assistant, Bruce. He's still Buck Sergeant at his 27.
You'll see two different characters from us. Sarge Bruce here is hard and I soft one. Bruce will handle you in physical training and I'll teach you on class.
Your induction will start tomorrow straight after Reveille at zero five four five, followed by Morning Colors at six hundred...'
And so on, on and on. Sarge were not barking to us, but he had us stand at attention for almost three hours, just for some shit about schedule, bunking, company history, platoon history, and on and on. We feel some pain in our leg. After that they told us to strip.
`Strip naked, fold your civilian clothes and place it in box front of you.'
We strip naked. And soon they distributed us all gear and Sarge John once again gave another hour speech about how to use it. After that we forced to use the gear. All gear about two sizes too small.
`Don't worry about the size. We give to you two size too small because in several weeks that gear will fit on you. Work on it guys.'
They command us to use all gear, including desert type cammies, snow type cammies, and forest type cammies, Blue Dress Uniform for party and special ceremony, running suit, and PT suit. Other gear fit us immediately, like helmet and shoes. Sarge John was true. He is calm and Bruce always barked to us to move quicker than before.
After trying all gear and clothes, they commanded us to use our PT gear and headed to Mess Hall. We ate lunch for half hour, silently. Foods on military aren't good or bad. But most of it had no taste at all. Fortunately pepper and salt are available on desk. Seem the menus will same on all day. Freedom Fries or baked potatoes, with onion sausage, fried chicken, salad, or roasted meat. We could not call it steak because it seems too black to be called steak.
When finished, we marched out going to Logistic Center to take our gear.
`This Fort Ice Park has...'
He starting again, but now he takes us to walk around the fort. We learn where is PX, toilet, Mess Hall, Command Center, Logistic Center, PT hall, gym, PT field. It seems that Sarge John had planned it systematically. The distant from one to other building are not too far. They separated about three or four hundreds yards only, but Sarge John make introducing us by walking zigzag from building at end to another end. If we reached field, they make us walk on them one lap. Total is about 8 building and 6 field. So, with small calculating, I could approximately we marched about 8 to 10 miles that day with full gear about 100 to 150 lbs on our back, and our personal stuff about 10 to 50 lbs in both of our hands. Tour ended about 1630, and then we marched back to PT field, waiting another platoon.
At 1700 comes Evening Colors with Attention-Retreat-Carry On bugle.
After do the Colors all of us - four platoons - marched to building about half mile from PT field, it called Recruit Center. They show us our bunks, head, hut, locker and recreation area.
`OK men, dinner will ready approximately at twenty hundred with chimes, not bugle, you freely going to mess hall and eat, no command from me needed. Tomorrow, your schedule is start from zero five forty five till seventeen thirty. Your first lesson called "Bonding". Have nice dream guys!'
Whew, that man make our bootcamp seems so fun! From our room we could hear another D.I barked at their platoon. Sarge Bruce still there, now his voice calmed.
`Ok, guys, it's our free hours, so call me Bruce. I'll mention your name and your bunk number...'
Mmm. This will be fun anyway...
Another platoon marched to Mess Hall exactly when Dinner Chimes come. Bruce led us to Mess Hall, he just walking with us, no marching. There waited Sarge John. He reserved one large desk for us. We ate together like family. I would like to wait what "Bonding the Recruit" look like.
Good night.
`Who's that?'
`Sergeant John, sir!'
`Come on in John. I had a few problems here. Sit down.'
`Thank you, sir. Well what's the problem sir?'
`I know you are rare sergeant, I means your way to induct the new recruit were very different with anyone else. But I heard you are not teaching about our doctrine "Don't Ask, Please Tell".'
`I had taught them about that sir.'
`So, tell me why I receive this report, sergeant?'
The voice is very deep. Anybody heard that could be trembled uncontrollable. Captain Mark Jefferson was very straight man. He had two sons from his first wife and had another one from the second. His first wife was died in car accident last year and his second died three months ago. Now, the captain seem couldn't control his emotion.
`May I sir?'
Sarge John read it for a minute. The report said that couple of his soldier caught fucking or sucking each other.
`Sir, Let me explain all of this, before...'
`It's a no excuse violation sergeant, AND NO ONE IN THIS COMPANY ARE FAGGOT, YOU HEARD ME!?'
`SIR YES SIR!!! I HEARD YOU SIR.'
`DO YOU UNDERSTAND ABOUT IT SERGEANT?'
`Sir. With all my respect to you, sir. Under Don't Ask Please Tell policy, every soldier had a right to tell and express his sex preference freely sir.'
`BUT IT'S OVER NOW SERGEANT. NO ONE DO THAT IN MY COMPANY!!! THAT IS AN ORDER FROM YOUR COMMANDING OFFICER!'
`Let me tell you asshole.'
Sarge moves his face closer to Captain's face.
`You just envy to them. You had no partner today; your sex life had broken since your wife died. And I could bet that you haven't jack off since then. AM I RIGHT CAPTAIN?'
`Do not ever call me asshole, you grunt. And you had no right to interfere my sex life, sergeant. Now, GET OUT OF HERE AND FIX THIS FUCK UP!'
`No, captain, I will not get out of here, because the problem is not out there, the problem is you. Now you wanna me fix the fuck up?'
Sarge John leaned forward kissing his CO right in his mouth. The captain shuddered and tries to push away Sarge John.
`You just one of them, get away from me!'
`Shut up.'
The sergeant moved to the back of captain's desk, reaching his tie and pulling his neck. They kissed. Captain Mark struggled for minutes.
`Relax captain, it won't gonna hurt you.'
The captain slowly relaxed and the kiss continues for long time.
`Please... don't stop.'
`I ain't gonna stop captain. I ain't gonna stop...'
The lips sealed with saliva of two men. Each tongue probed deeply to the other, exploring another man's mouth. Captain broke the kiss.
`OK, you win Sarge. Next time I won't ask about that again.'
`But captain, the problem still hasn't been fixed. Would you like me to fix it?'
`Yes Sarge, fix it, now.'
When mouth reaching mouth, sarge's hand reaching captain's ass, probe it and squeeze it.
`Seem you had nice ass captain.'
`Shut up.'
Sarge tongue exploring captain's neck, licking the sweat formed there. Slowly, with his tongue, the sergeant tearing all buttons in captain's uniform. His tongue searching for spot named nipples. When he found it, it had erected to highest state and hurting the captain. He attacked the nipples with his tongue, licking and biting it. Since it was hot day, the captain never bothered to use any underwear.
The sergeant moved down to lick the treasure trail. His tongue circled on the captain's navel, licking and cleaning it out. The captain groaned for his sarge actions.
Sarge John had reached the captain's cock. But it still cramped on captain's pants. Slowly, Sarge John, again, using his teeth to remove the belt and releasing the pack inside. His hands reach to Captain Mark ass, searching asshole. His tongue licks the captain's cock, busily.
`Oh god... suck it sarge, suck it...'
Sarge's tongue moved down and sucks captain's balls. His nose buried is captain asscrack. His nose smelling the captain's scent, inhaled it deeply.
`Suck my balls sarge, suck my fucking nuts.'
The sergeant sucks it hard, leaving his saliva coating there. . Captain was leaning to his chair. He groped the captain's leg and throws it to captain's shoulders. He hold his leg while the sergeant licking his asshole and fucking it with his tongue.
The sergeant gets what he wants. The captain's asshole gives it all. He wants a sharp man scent, a hole to lick and hole to fuck. The captain can't hold longer.
`Sarge, fuck me... fuck me sarge, please...'
The sergeant releases the pressure on captain's leg.
`Kneel.'
The captain rose up and kneels on front of the sergeant. He knows what he should do. He unbuckled sergeant's pants and releasing his cock. His tongue reaching to sarge's cock and he lick it eagerly. The captain sucked the hard cock, coating it with his saliva.
`Ooo, you are such a smart man. You are really smart officer man. Come on captain sir, suck it, and prepare it properly. Cause I gonna invade your ass.'
The captain sucks all of 8" sergeant's cock. Nobody knows that the captain had got more cock than anybody else in his high school. He could deep throat the biggest cock there. Of course that's all before he met his first wife.
The sergeant lined up his mushroom cock head to the captain's asshole. Slowly the sergeant enters the man hole.
`Ease buddy, ease. Push it out like you taking shit.'
The captain eased. Sarge John gives more of his cock to Captain Mark ass.
`Fuck me, it's a long waiting. Fuck me...'
Slowly the sergeant starts to fuck the captain. He drive more and more of his cock to captain's ass, `till he feel his bushes meets the captain's ball.
`Harder sarge, harder.'
`Wanna more hunh? Wanna more?' The sergeant picks up his pace. He fucks the captain like a horse. Sometimes Sarge John cock's probing the captain prostate. And of course the captain yelled and he said that he needed to cum, fast. The captain couldn't hold again. Without touch his cock, he cumming.
'Oh god, I'm fucking an officer!'
`Aaagh, you fucking the shit out of me damn it! Fuck me! Fuck me harder you horse cock! Come on fuck me harder.'
The stimulation of the captain's cum is very unbelievable. His asshole massaging the sergeant cock's like never before. His cock clenched and growing larger. Finally the thick white rope oozed with lion roars.
They lay there for another minute, to wait the orgasm subside and catching the breath.
`You are a good fuck captain. Thank you, sir.'
`No sarge, I thank to you.'
The sergeant kisses the captain's passionately in his lips.
KNOCK KNOCK!
`Captain, are you OK!'
`Who's that?'
`Private Hashley captain,'
I'm ok Jim. I'm ok. Come ere Jim.'
Private Jim enters the captain's room. He stunned when he found his boss naked with Sarge John still mounted in his ass. Sarge John quickly pushes away the Captain.
`Don't worry Sarge. He's my secretary and he take care all my needed. Clean us Jim.'
Without thinking, Private James Hashley kneeled in front of still naked Sergeant John Kosher. He reaching the sergeant cock and clean it up. The sergeant feel the blood cumin' back to his cock and the cock start to rise.
`Seem that you like it sarge?'
`Oh, gawd. Sir, yes sir. I like it sir.'
Private Jim spent another five minutes bring the sergeant cock cumming again, and he gulped large cum to his throat.
`My turn, Jim.'
`Yes sir, captain sir.'
The private kneeled before the captain ass. He licks all semen dripped out from captain ass and shining the captain ass with his tongue.
`Mmm, this is sweet one captain, this is the sweet one.'
`Give some to me private.'
They kissing and exchanging fresh cum from captain's ass.
`OK Private, back to your post.'
The Private leave Captain Mark's office. Sergeant John and Captain Mark got their uniform and dressing. Mark get back to his chair, wipe it with tissue and sit down. Sergeant John standing at attention in front of his desk.
`Report captain. Problem on MP report no. A21467 has been fixed captain, sir!'
`Good job Sergeant, it may improve your career to. Get back to your company sergeant. Oh sergeant. Do you have any plan for weekend sergeant?'
`Sir, No Captain Sir!'
`At ease. Would you like get some booze with me?'
`Sure captain. When?'
`How about...'
`Excuse me; is Sergeant John inside with Captain? I had something to... Jim?'
Private Jim Hashley looking up. He recognized the voice.
`Mikey?'
Next on UNION
...'save the president!!!'... ...'Mikeeeeey!!!'... ...'your first assignment will be a rough one.'... ...'get down! Get down! They will hear us!'... ...'Well, we catch fag partner here. And I think your partner had saved him. WHERE... IS... YOUR... PARTNER... SOLDIER?'...
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