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"To Serve and To Fuck"

“Is that a gun – or are you just happy to see me?”

Sargeant Taylor’s question proved too tempting for Lance. “Way beyond happy – Sir.” And he raised an eyebrow.

The guys next to Lance hooted with laughter, but the sargeant’s glare quickly shut them up. The army’s bootcamp company had been ordered onto the parade square for a “routine” inspection on a blazing hot Saturday afternoon, just before their first leave. Typical military maneuver: Get the “cubs” into full battle-dress – the drill sargeants said “cubs” to show their distain – and make them sweat.

“We’ll just see how ‘happy’ you can be, cub.” Then, raising his voice, “Rest of company -- Dismiss.”

As the guys scattered like buckshot, Lance knew he was in deep trouble. After ordering him to stay at attention, Taylor strode over to one of his sergeant-buddies. While the two burly hunks talked, looking occasionally in his direction, Lance tried not to think about what they were planning. “Me and my smart-ass comebacks,” he thought. He had jerked off, imagining Taylor’s body, but to come-on to him in that way had been really stupid.

Half an hour later, Lance found out how much trouble he was in. He was buck naked, face down, spread-eagled over a round table that was mounted on a huge base that moved silently on bearings. His chin rested on the edge; his wrists were held by one set of straps; another set held his knees so that his hairless ass lifted slightly and his cock and balls hung over the rim. This was more than “trouble.”

“Well, cub, are you ‘way beyond happy’ now?”

Lance decided not to answer Taylor’s question. The small, windowless room was like a steambath, and the two sergeants, standing on opposite sides of the table, took turns slowly spinning it. A couple of dim wall lamps provided the only light.

“It would be a shame to rush this, Sergeant Carter. Shall we share a joint?”

“Excellent idea. It will give this cub time to relax.” And Carter delivered two hard slaps to Lance’s butt as Taylor lit up. “Careful not to drop ash on his ass,” Taylor joked as he passed the joint to Carter. And each time the table stopped turning, Lance faced the bulge of one of the sergeants’ crotches. And then he was spun another half circle. “This cub looks cooler than I am,” Carter announced. “I’m going to shed some clothes.”

“Good idea,” Taylor said, and each of them slowly stripped, first with their jackets, ties, and shirts. To Lance, each man had looked big in uniform. Now they looked immense. Both had hairy arms and bodies, huge shoulders, and no sign of any excess fat. Carter was taller and more muscled than Taylor – but not by much – and Taylor’s thicker body and powerful chest displayed red hair. Carter’s was black. Rivers of sweat poured off each of them. And at the next stop of the table, Carter’s bulging, sweaty jockstrap was just inches from Lance’s face. The hairy thighs beneath were like tree trunks.

Then Carter shifted forward, parking the fabric of his basket next to Lance’s nose and mouth. The smell the sweat was pungent, and he could feel the mass of Carter’s hefty cock against his lips. With one hand behind Lance’s head, Carter lifted one of the straps and rubbed his hairy balls over Lance’s face. At the same moment, Lance felt liquid trickling between the cheeks of his ass. Then Taylor wrapped an oily hand around Lance’s cock, delivered several smacks to his butt with his other hand, while saying, “Relax, cub. We just want to make you ‘way beyond happy,’ don’t we, Carter?”

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