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Virgin Army Boy Deflowered -- Chapter 8 ended with:
Jamie looked at Michael and they both chuckled then turned back dead serious facing Kobe. Jamie looked right into Kobe's eyes and said, "Yea! Sure! It's pretty obvious you got a big stake in getting us hooked up and whoring for those two Mother-Fuckers. You just call Tyrone right back now and tell him to back off and leave us alone or there will be hell to pay, as I already left letters with two friends with instructions to turn them over to the First Sergeant and Company Commander if we disappear or are messed up over the weekend. The information I put in those letters will cook there asses big time, have the authorities in Tacoma on their asses pronto. We never want to see or hear from Tyrone or Lamar again. You hear! As for you Kobe, when Sarge and Rolf get back Tuesday he can deal with you himself after we tell him the whole story and the hand you played in getting us hooked up with those mother-fucking dopers. And to think you been passing yourself off as Sarge's friend all this time! We might be no good worthless Cracker Assed White Pussy-Boys to you Kobe, but we certainly are not going to be turned into junkies and two bit male prostitutes now or ever for those two hoods or for your gain either! Now you best get on that phone and tell Tyrone what I just said fucker, because if he and Lamar show up to abduct us again tonight, the shit will hit the fan big time for you three Mother-Fuckers when I don't check in with my friends that hold the letters with the incriminating information off and on during the weekend!" He and Michael turned and started to walk away leaving Kobe standing glaring at them with hateful eyes clutching his fists.
They expected Kobe to make a retaliatory move against them, but he just stood there and watched them walk out of the kitchen headed back to their respective jobs for the rest of the afternoon. Kobe knew his goose was cooked if he didn't make the call to Tyrone before their expected arrival that evening to abduct Michael and Jamie again for the weekend and get them hooked further on possibly even heavier drugs than they had already been subjected to, so they could be turned into junkies, controlled and manipulated into becoming full time members of their profitable prostitute operation in Tacoma.
Virgin Army Boy Deflowered -- Chapter 9
Kobe did indeed approach them as they were finishing up their supper in the mess hall Friday evening to tell them that Tyrone and Lamar wouldn't be showing up at 7:00pm, and begged them not to tell Sarge what had happened when he returned Tuesday, as he only had 8 more years to go to be eligible for full retirement with an honorable discharge from the Army. They let Kobe sweat for most of the weekend before they told him at breakfast Sunday morning that if he broke relations with Tyrone and Lamar they might consider his request not to tell Sarge anything of what went on while he and Rolf were on TDY for the week. Kobe told them there was more to the story and he would like to discuss it further with them in his office off the kitchen in privacy. Jamie and Michael were a bit hesitant to enter that territory with Kobe, knowing it would take more than the two of them to control him should he turn violent with them. However, they finally agreed and followed Kobe slowly into the privacy of his office with the door closed, but not locked. Kobe settled into the seat behind his desk and proceeded to tell Jamie and Michael that Tyrone and Lamar had a strong hold on him that would make it next to impossible for him to break relations with them. He told them the two had pictures of him holding young soldiers down while someone else's hands were shoving a hypodermic needle between their toes with a bottle of the drug clearly marked and visible in the photos. In fact, he pulled a whole series of copies of many pictures they had taken showing Kobe involved in the abduction of others he had either introduced to them or taken to them so they could turn them into junkie prostitutes as they were nearing their discharge date from active duty. Kobe had them all organized and locked in a metal box in one of his desk drawers.
Jamie turned the box of pictures toward him and Michael that Kobe had sat up on the desktop and started thumbing through all of them. They ran across pictures of Lenny's abduction and some in which both Kobe and Selvon were holding him down as Jemarcus was administering a hypodermic needle to an area between Lenny's toes, proof that both Kobe and Selvon were involved in his abduction. There were eight pictures of other young Army soldiers in the pile of pictures, all young, all white, and all good looking. All the pictures didn't show a needle being put to the soldier, but the pictures certainly wouldn't have been in the box grouped with the others had they not also been subjected to the same treatment as Lenny and the others in pictures with a needle in them with Kobe, Selvon or both in the pictures holding them down while they were getting a fix from Jemarcus or Deannas. There were no incriminating pictures of Tyrone or Lamar in the box.
Jamie and Michael looked at Kobe with total disgust. Jamie shouted, "So you're the one that got Lenny sneaking out at night during the week peddling his ass on the streets whoring for you're profit, then peddling his ass to make enough money to support his drug habit working the weekends for the 'Pleasure Playroom.' Was it you that broke his arm like Sarge said happened to him during that period of Lenny's life three years ago?
Kobe answered, "No, absolutely not! It was a rough trick he hopped in da car wit at a pick up spot en a rough area of Tacoma he worked during weeknights. Da guy beat Lenny up bad like after he sucked him off in an alleyway; he broke his arm in two places en cracked a couple of his ribs, left him half daid with two black eyes. And the guy was white too that done it." Michael pulled more pictures out of the metal box. They were pictures of Lenny in his fatigues, arm in a cast sporting two black eyes and a split lip. Kobe added, "The kid was a hell of a hustler back then, not a fear one either peddling his ass to the rough trade and bruthas, as long as he got his fix when ever he needed one. When Sarge en Rolf took him to dat Jaraald in Seattle the day Lenny was discharged, Tyrone and Lamar got so pissed off when he didn't show up for work on the weekend, they come after me en Selvon like we had stolen their golden boy from their operation. They whipped Selvon en me good, threw these pictures at us en use em now to keep us setting em up wit pretty white boys like you two is to work for em weekends. We ain't got a chance in hell of breaking their hold on us now. I ain't proud what we do, but we got to survive, as they keep threatening to turn our asses into junkies too en fuckin Selvon's ass until he likin' it, then work him as a whore for em weekends too, since he still young, sexy en good lookin. They say I too old for whoring, but they get me likin' it up my booty too just to teach me a lesson fer lettin' Lenny get away. Hell, I'd die first afor I'd turn my ass up fer any man. You two know I ain't no pussy, en Selvon ain't neither! So what me en Selvon got to do fer ya not to tell Sarge en Rolf what we been doing, especially what we did with Lenny, as he was real special to them?"
They told Kobe they would discuss it together and let him know what they decided soon, but what he and Selvon were doing was very wrong and serious business and certainly warranted serious punishment. Michael grabbed the metal box off the desk and put it under his arm as he and Jamie turned to start to leave Kobe's office. Kobe jumped up and blocked the doorway until Michael threatened to expose him and Selvon immediately to the First Sergeant and Company Commander. He told Kobe he would keep them locked up for safe keeping, just in case he and Selvon might decide to destroy the evidence. Kobe stepped aside and let them pass, knowing they had the upper hand and he best not upset them more than they already were after just viewing the pictures, especially those of Lenny.
Michael and Jamie realized that they still were not completely over going through the withdrawals yet, so they stayed around the barracks pretty much isolating themselves in Sarge's room continuing to take small sips of the narcotic, just enough that the sweats, cramps and aches were tolerable, always reducing the amount they each consumed. Monday and again on Tuesday, the day they thought Sarge and Rolf might be returning from TDY, they followed the same routine as the previous week, carrying the small flask with them all day, taking small sips periodically, but only when absolutely needed. Neither Sarge nor Rolf returned that day or evening. They realized by then that they best get the footlocker out of Sarge's room or they would certainly have to explain why it was there in his room, what it contained, and the entire story would come out. They took the footlocker and hid it still chained and locked behind their own lockers in the cubicle they now shared together in the main barracks after locking the metal box of pictures inside where they too would be safe for awhile.
Tuesday evening Sarge and Rolf returned from TDY and were regular horny toads, having been so long away and without any sweet stuff with which to pleasure themselves. They were all over Michael and Jamie most of the night, all four celebrating their return. Michael and Jamie both realized how much love and passion they felt for their two guys, repeating their names as they were brought to multiple orgasms mounted and stuffed with throbbing black cock and juicy hot sperm that warmed their insides.
Wednesday at lunch as Jamie and Michael sat eating they came to the conclusion that they had to tell Sarge about everything now that they both were completely off the narcotic and needed to get rid of the balance of the narcotic, the pictures, and the footlocker. Before they left the mess-hall they stepped into the kitchen and told Kobe that they were going to tell Sarge and Rolf everything that evening in Sarge's room at 7:30pm, so if he and Selvon wanted to be present to defend their actions, this was their opportunity. Michael made arrangements with Sarge to be in his room at 7:30pm, telling him they had something very important to tell him. Jamie did the same with Rolf that afternoon at work.
Michael and Jamie tapped on Sarge's door lightly and entered. It was just 7:00pm. They found Sarge and Rolf relaxed sitting talking, still fully dressed wearing their fatigues. Jamie ran to Rolf and plopped in his lap, wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him on those big sexy lips. Michael sat the metal box he was carrying on Sarge's desk, along with a single bottle of the narcotic, then walked up to Sarge and dropped to his knees and laid his head in his lap and inhaled his scent for a moment, looked up into Sarge's eyes and started to tell the story of how he and Jamie had been introduced to a couple of Kobe and Selvon's Bruthas and supposed friends on Monday of the previous week. He choked up a bit as he talked, so Jamie continued with the story while still sitting in Rolf's lap.
Between the two, Michael and Jamie managed to tell Sarge and Rolf the entire story of what they had been doing for the past week. As the story was getting wrapped up and Sarge and Rolf were looking through the pictures of Lenny and the others that had been abducted and turned into male prostitutes, there was a knock on the door. Michael looked up into Sarge's eyes and said, "That's probably Kobe and Selvon, as we told them we would be telling you the entire story tonight at 7:30pm, should they want to be present to defend their actions."
Sarge hollered, "Come in Kobe and Selvon! The doors unlocked!" Sure enough it was Kobe and Selvon, both looking worried and concerned. "Well, shut the fucking door and explain to Rolf and me how you two got yourselves involved with these lowlife bruthas Tyrone and Lamar, that you would be obligated to supply them with young white boys from the base to get hooked on drugs so they could be exploited in their house of prostitution. You two stand over here at attention and tell us why you would do such a thing to anyone, especially Michael or Jamie when we left them with you to take care of in our absence thinking you two were our friends, our bruthas, and could be trusted with our boys."
Kobe responded, "Well Sarge, I ain't proud of what we been doing, but after we been going to Tyrone en Lamar's bar, 'The Leather Hut' for awhile en they learn we both from da base, they gets real friendly like en after me en Selvon get pretty plastered one night, they took us across da alley to the Pleasure Playhouse. Till then, we never knowed dat place existed. When we see dem two young white boys in the lineup of whores workin, we both know what we wants. Unbeknown to us, they made an 8mm movie plus take still pictures of us fucking dos two little cuties. Hell, turns out da little guys only 14. Tyrone threatened to expose us unless we would bring him a young good looking white boy from base to the bar with us so they could turn him into a pussy-boy to work weekends for them. The only white kid we had at da time me and Selvon were fooling around with had only sucked our dicks so far, so he put up quite a fight when we has him spread eagle in da back room with me, Tyrone and Lamar holding him down as Selvon busted his cherry. The kid went ape shit, went into convulsions until Tyrone called out to Deannas and she come in with a syringe en gave him a couple of shots between his toes. Then he calmed right down. When I asked Tyrone what they gave the kid, he says it was just a sedative to calm him down en he be fine now. The four of us fucked him repeatedly for dat entire Friday night. Saturday morning the kid went crazy again en Tyrone called Deannas in to give him another shot as me and Selvon held him still. Lamar took pictures. Tyrone told me and Selvon to go back to da base en leave the kid with dem en come back Sunday night and pick him up to take back to da base.
By da time the weekend was over en we arrived to pick up the kid, he was smiling en hanging on to Lamar like he was his best buddy, constantly running his hands over Lamar's huge basket squeezing en trying to get him excited enough to fuck him again. He ran to us en pulled Selvon into his cubicle en when Selvon finished he pulled me in en I fucked him. I noticed that his body was loaded with black and blue marks, bites, hickeys en his ass lips were red en swollen but still he was a wild and energetic fuck. The kid loved our big nigger dicks en seemed happy being told what to do."
Kobe continued, "Before we left with da kid Lance dat Sunday evening, Tyrone took me en Selvon aside en gave us each en envelope. When we looks inside we see he give us each $500. I ask, what this fer Tyrone en he say it our reward for bringing Lance to him en from now on you get the same each time we bring them another young white boy to work the weekends fer them. Five smackers each put big smiles on our faces until he told us da whole story. He says that Lance would need constant attention during the week for awhile until he realized he had no control over his future as their new pussy-boy whore. Tyrone handed us a supply of bottles of that same liquid narcotic as sitting over there on your desk Sarge en says Lance would need a few gulps of it during da week to keep from getting the shakes, sweats en cramps, as he was already hooked on the stuff. He say, if the kid really got to hurting during the week to call the number on a card dat he handed me en he would send Deannas en Lamar out to da base to give the kid a shot of something more powerful to make him feel real good again. He handed me a bottle of uppers and another of downers so the kid could sleep at night. He ended by telling us to have Lance back in Tacoma for work Friday evening." Kobe paused and put his hands over his face and moaned, "I had no idea they turned da kid into a junkie to turn him into a whore for their profit until that moment. I swear, had I known I would have never gotten sucked into this situation. The following week was hell for me and Selvon. We had to keep Lance in our room with us at night. He would break out with cramps, sweats en the shakes until we gave him more en more of that shit in that there bottle. It would also make him so horny he kept us both up half the night fucking his sweet ass. By the time Friday rolled around me and Selvon were happy to dump him off with Tyrone and Lamar. The next week it got better, as they taught Lance how to give himself a shot between his toes of the harder narcotic that would last for a long time, but he continued to show up at our door at night needing his ass pounded full of nigger dick. They had successfully turned Lance into a whore."
Selvon added, "Wasn't long and Tyrone was putting the pressure on us, using the pictures and that movie they had to keep us attentive to their demands. They wanted another white boy from the base and wouldn't take any bull shit from us on getting them exactly what they wanted. We begged them to back off, but those two were threatening to turn us into our Company Commander until we both followed through and delivered them a second young white boy. This time they made us stay the entire weekend watching them work the boy over, making us hold him down as Deannas or her husband gave him the needle and enough amphetamines to keep him awake and wired. They fucked that poor boy until he was a total submissive, then, turned him over to Jemarcus and Deannas to put in the lineup of working whores servicing their wild, rough and lustful, mostly biker and longshoremen customers. We told Tyrone that this kid would be the last. He grabbed me and said I was just the type of younger black dude that the longshoremen like to play rough with, pulled a syringe from a drawer and loaded it with the shit he had been giving the kid and threw me on the floor with Lamar's assistance and shoved it into my arm and gave me the dosage he had loaded. I couldn't believe that Kobe didn't jump in to help me, but he just stood there in shock speechless. I was out of my head now, as Tyrone called Kobe over and said he would get the same if he didn't fuck me right now. He refused and was given the same dosage I had. They called those two 14 year old white boys that we had fucked that first night and had them fuck us. It was the first time either Kobe or I had a dick up our ass. Thank god the kids didn't last long, but when it was over, Tyrone warned us if we ever turned on them again we would both be turned into junkies, and I would be working on line with the other whores, though Kobe was too old to make a good whore, but just being a full time junkie and getting a good fuck with Lamar's huge dick regularly would be his punishment. We never refused Tyrone again after that night and when the drug wore off we were normal again without a craving for more. Thank god the two white boys had small dicks, but it was certainly humiliating to have them pumping our buns full of their seed. We have since learned that it takes a few shots of a higher dosage to get hooked."
Kobe said, "Damn Selvon, you didn't hafta tell them all about that shit."
Selvon answered, "Hey Kobe, our lives, reputations and futures are in Sarge's hands. If he turns us in to the First Sergeant and Company Commander, you can kiss that retirement goodbye, and a dishonorable discharge will haunt us for the rest of our lives. Let's just hope Sarge has a kind heart and has a solution to this dilemma we have created for ourselves. What say Sarge?"
Sarge by now was pacing the floor, clutching his fists and looking like he was about to explode. Rolf on the other hand sat quietly nuzzling Jamie across the cheek with his thick lips, his hands up under Jamie's wife- beater playing with his nipples. Suddenly Sarge stopped the pacing and came to a full stop in front of the windows and stared out into the courtyard below for a couple of minutes before speaking. "Here is what we are going to do guys. I was talking with Bernard the head butler at Jaraald's estate this morning. He said Jaraald and Lenny were to fly back into SeaTac and be home by mid afternoon today. Let me call him and see if he has any ideas on how to resolve this without getting any of us involved. Kobe, give me the address of this place Tyrone and Lamar run in Tacoma and I will call him right now while we are all together." Kobe pulled a business card out of his wallet and handed it to Sarge with 'The Leather Hut' embossed on it with the address and two telephone numbers.
Sarge said, "Kobe! Selvon! You two can sit down now, but everyone stay quiet while I talk with my old friend Jaraald." He made the call with his personal phone he had installed in his room. Evidently Bernard answered, as Sarge used his name before telling him who it was and asked if Jaraald was around and able to come to the phone. A couple of minutes later Sarge was in deep conversation with Jaraald. After talking for awhile, naturally inquiring how Lenny was and if the operation was a success, he eventually got around to explaining the situation they were dealing with, the parties concerned and what had transpired the past weeks. Sarge did a lot of yes, I see, and is that right, before he smiled and hung up the phone.
Sarge turned, smiled and said, "The problem will be resolved immediately. It seems like Jaraald bankrolled the entire operation Tyrone and Lamar have going in Tacoma. However, he had no idea that the two had hired underage boys or was recruiting young white soldiers from the base for their operation. He seemed quite upset and said he would be taking care of the situation immediately and not to worry about any problems with either Tyrone or Lamar in the future. He invited us four up to the estate this coming weekend to celebrate Lenny's transformation from a she-male transvestite to an almost full fledged woman."
Sarge turned to Kobe and Selvon and said, "You two aren't off the hook for what you been doing. I'll give some thought to what punishment you two must suffer for not coming to me immediately with this mess you two got yourselves into, what you did with so many young white boys, especially Lenny, Michael and Jamie. Now you two run along and try to keep your noses clean for a change." He opened the door and kicked them both in the ass as they left headed down the hallway to their own room. He closed the door, turned the deadbolt and turned back to Rolf, Jamie and Michael and said, "Anyone interested in playing with a couple of big nigger dicks tonight?" Michael ran to Sarge and started unbuttoning his fatigue shirt a button at a time, slowly displaying that sexy black chest that glowed with the shine of perspiration and filled Michaels nostrils with that familiar and intoxicating scent of his man after a long day sweating in the summer heat. Sarge ruffled Michael's soft hair as he pulled him up against his expanding crotch snake, buried his nose in the golden locks and rubbed their crotches together until both were panting in full lust for each other.
Michael moaned, "I love you Sarge. I just can't get enough of you! I hope you love me too big guy!"
Sarge whispered, "I love you too Michael, more than you know! How about we get you an appointment with that doctor and get you started growing some boobs for your old man to lick and suck on as he fills you with gallons of nigger jizz?"
Michael whispered back, "That sounds like a wonderful idea. Lenny said they make him tingle all over. I can hardly wait to get started Sarge. Thank you for making me so happy."
Rolf and Jamie both smiled at each other overhearing Sarge and Michael's whisperings. Jamie looked up into Rolf's big dark eyes and whispered, "Oh yes Rolf. I know you want me to have breasts. I've heard you say it enough times. I want to make you happy, as I too love you big guy. I already tingle when you suck on my nipples, but imagine how much more fun it will be for you if you have a couple of big boobs to play with. Who knows, maybe the nipples will even grow larger than they already are too. Oh Rolf, tell me I'm your girl.
Rolf whispered, "You are indeed my love you redheaded sexpot. You should already know that babe, but I know you want to hear it, so here goes. I love you Jamie and I want you to become a transsexual for me girl. Will you do that for me sweetheart?
Jamie whispered, "Yes, oh yes Rolf. Anything you want my love! Now give me some sugar!"
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