Date: Mon, 5 Oct 2015 14:43:29 -0400
From: Ron Nelson <nelson99@comporium.net>
Subject: Emailing: Wrestler's Story - 15C - Todd Tompkins - TBP

Wrestler's Story # 15C - "TODD TOMPKINS AND THE TURKISH BORDER PATROL"
			 Part Three of Four Parts

By: Ron Nelson


(Copyright 2015 by the author.  All rights reserved.)



The Situation:    Saturday and Sunday  -  Todd At The TBP Base And In The Field



Todd woke up the next morning, Saturday, promptly as the first bell sounded in
the courtyard of the Turkish Border Patrol base at six o'clock.  After getting
washed and cleaned up, he went down to the mess hall for breakfast promptly at
seven o'clock.  He was undecided as to what he would do for the rest of the day.
He knew he was hungry after his great wrestling match with Kemal the previous
night, and knew he should be ready for whatever might come up next today.

At the same time, he knew he had a considerable amount of work ahead of him just
to write up and document his findings on his field research.  So far, it looked
promising.  But he felt it wasn't yet as sure as he'd like, and he knew he
needed to do more to complete it.  That is if they didn't sentence him to appear
before a firing squad or life imprisonment for his many major infractions of the
Turkish law with which he was, he knew, understandably charged.

When he entered the mess hall, he was surprised to see it was almost empty.  At
a table next to the window he spotted the two men to whom he'd been chained when
he was brought in to the Turkish Border Patrol base yesterday.

He walked over and asked if he might join them and a wide grin covered their
faces as they moved over to make room for him.  They were wearing tight
camouflage muscle shirts which showed their well-muscled bodies and biceps as
well as camouflage jeans, both probably their usual off-duty uniforms.  On their
shirts were stenciled their first names, "Cemar" and "Tayhut" respectively.

"Good morning," said Todd.  "May I join you for breakfast? he asked, not knowing
or having talked with them before, if they spoke English.

"Sure, Mr. Todd, come and sit down," was Cemar's quick and easy reply.  As it
turned out, Todd found  out a number of TBP soldiers spoke English well, among
other languages, from their school education and then also from the slang they
picked up from popular television shows and magazines.

"Seems sort of quiet here this morning," said Todd, wondering why there were no
more soldiers around having breakfast.

"There was an alarm of some possible smugglers trying to come across the border
last night which we picked up from a number of the electronic border sensors,
and the lieutenant, Kemal, Denir and some of the other men went out to
investigate.

"They're still out there now, but we think maybe it was a false alarm and they
should be back later this morning.  After they make their report, they will
probably take the rest of the day for to make up for the sleep they lost last
night," said Tayhut.

"Then some of the men who live around here get a pass to go home for the day, so
that makes for it to be pretty quiet too," added Cemar.

Both Cemar and Tayhut seemed like real good and confident men, not shy or
reluctant to talk to strangers such as himself.  Todd liked that and it made him
feel even more comfortable with them.

"That was a very good wrestling match you had with Sergeant Kemal out there in
the field when we found you," said Tayhut, "and even better last night where we
watched you and Kemal mix it up again on the mat outside in the dark.

"Kemal is a very good wrestler, but you gave it back to him real good too.  I
know he liked that, and hope you did too," he continued.

"Thanks men, I appreciate that," was Todd's grinning reply.  "I sure did like it
myself.

"He's a lot better than me, of course, but he was kind enough to take it easy on
me so we could make it last as long as possible."

"Are all of you into wrestling here at the TBP base?" asked Todd.

"Oh yes," was Cemar's quick reply.

"All of us Turks like to wrestle as it's our national sport, just like Americans
with baseball and Europeans with football, or as you call it `soccer.'
Everybody gets into our traditional `Turkish oiled wrestling' where the
wrestlers wear pants, get all oiled up, and wrestle in an open field until one
or the other gets thrown to the ground and is forced to give in.

"But then some of us like to get into the more 'private' kind of wrestling,
without any rules, except that we can't hurt the other guy with anything that
lasts after the match is over.  That means matches lots of times end up the way
it did with you and Kemal last night, but not always.  However it ends up is
generally ok and natural with just about everybody.

"Getting assigned here to the TBP is especially good because it is a lot more
interesting and there's a lot more happening than just the usual army doings of
training and exercises.

"We've also got to be in particularly good shape, especially in personal combat
roles because we never know who we may encounter.  And with firearms being
extremely limited and highly controlled here in this border security zone we
have to catch and subdue any smugglers or other illegals by our own physical
force, and so our `anything goes' wrestling abilities come in real handy for
that.

"Like finding and catching you!" he added with a grin on his face.

"After your match with Kemal, you have every man on the base now wanting to
wrestle with you, you know, and Cemar and I are on the top of the list," said
Tayhut with a grin on his face.

"Okay, men, glad you warned me, and I'll have to see about that, as I'd sure
like to wrestle around with you too.  Maybe I'll have to take it two at a time
to get the job done, but that'll be okay with me!" was Todd's easy reply.

"Unless they put me in front of a firing squad next Monday morning, of course!"
Todd added, with only half a grin on his face this time.

"What are your plans for today, Mr. Todd?" asked Cemar.

"I've got a lot of notes to write up from my field work, and I need to get to
that so the papers will be complete in case I'm put in prison for the next
thirty years, assuming they don't shoot me first, so that will take  pretty
much the rest of the day.  Then we'll see what happens after that," said Todd.

"Very good," replied Cemar.  "There won't be many men around on base tonight,
and most of the time there is not much else going on.  So on Saturday nights we
either sit around and watch a movie or set up sort of  `anything goes, anybody
who wants to'  wrestling matches on the outside mats for however it goes.
Nothing serious, but it gives us a chance to keep in shape and work off some
energy and puts on a show for the others too."

"Sounds interesting, and I'll keep it in mind," replied Todd, now knowing
exactly what he planned to do this evening.


The day passed quietly at the Turkish Border Patrol base.  The lieutenant, Kemal
and the other men did return from their field trip in late morning, then ate a
late breakfast and disappeared, most likely to sack out after their nighttime
foray.

Todd also managed to write up most of his notes.  However,  he figured he needed
to do at least a few more days' research in the field to try to locate more of
the special Croceus species of plants he was looking for and their environments.
Things looked promising, but of course he didn't know if he'd ever get a
chance to complete his work with his present situation and the serious charges
against him.


The sun had already set and dusk was fading into darkness around the TBP base
when Todd woke up from a short and quiet nap in his prison cell.  He easily
recalled what Cemar and Tayhut had mentioned about there maybe being some
wrestling matches out on the mats between the main and side buildings tonight,
and knew he'd like to take that in.

He knew he'd already had his big match with Kemal, and although he was always
good for more, he wanted to see how the other men wrestled around with each
other too.

The night was still warm and clear and Todd, seeing a couple of the other men on
the base go out wearing either just their small tight regulation bikinis or
nude, decided to go out nude too with only a towel over his shoulder.
Apparently that was the custom when watching small, informal and private
wrestling matches and no one thought anything of it.

Going outside, as his eyes got used to the darkness Todd saw they'd put two or
three benches along the sides of the mat where six or eight soldiers sat to
watch the action on the mat.

Two men, both nude, were already wrestling on the mat.  They looked pretty
evenly matched, muscular, and maybe about one-fifty pounds.  It was evident they
weren't wrestling competitively, and then Todd observed that one was a much
better wrestler than the other and was showing the less experienced man some new
holds.  First he'd take a couple of good and different holds on him to show him
how they felt.  Then he'd ease off on them so they could reverse them so that
the less experienced man could get used to them and work on them too.

It was nice to watch, with the better man not just overwhelming the lesser man,
but helping him out, going at the lesser man's pace, and helping the lesser man
be a better wrestler, to the pleasure of both too.

After a while, it was evident that both were getting tired, and so after a
couple more holds and moves, they broke it off and went to the showers.  Todd
could see that although the wrestlers were both wrestling naked and had gotten
aroused and were getting into some good sensual and erotic holds and
cockfighting too, they didn't carry it all the way.  Instead, they were content
to end it as they did, and could go the rest of the way to exhaustion another
time.  That was good too.

With that, a couple of men on the side got up to leave, and Todd noticed that
neither Cemar nor Tayhut were there either.  Cemar had said there weren't many
men on the base that weekend, and that when there was no one left to wrestle,
that was the end of it.

But then Todd noticed two muscular men come out from the shadows.  They looked
like they might be around one-seventy and were solidly built.  The oil on their
bodies glistened in the soft moon and starlight.  They were naked and wore
nothing but a towel around their shoulders.  In the darkness they looked
somewhat familiar and then, as they got closer and stepped on the mat, Todd
could see they were his friends and chain-mates, Cemar and Tayhut.  Coming on to
the mat, they did look good and Todd thought it was going to be real good to
watch them wrestle each other.


Then Todd saw another figure emerging from the darkness.  He was noticeably
taller than the other men, and his powerfully built X-shaped body, with his
broad shoulders, back, chest and muscled pecs, tapered waist and rippled abs,
and thick and muscular legs showed him to be no other than his friend Denir.  He
too wore only the towel around his neck and his body also glistened with oil
just as Cemar's and Tayhut's did.

Just watching them, Todd felt his own well-muscled body begin to throb, and his
own cock and balls begin to thicken and grow long and hard.  He knew he longed
to get into it with all three of them, but apparently would just have to watch
them tonight.

It looked like it was going to be a two-on-one match between the three of them,
Cemar and Tayhut against Denir.  While the combined weight and size of Cemar and
Tayhut would be considerably greater than Denir's, the actual difference would
not be that great.

If Cemar and Tayhut could really combine their talents, with one maybe
controlling Denir's powerful legs and lower body, and the other maybe
controlling Denir's big arms, muscled chest and head, they might have a chance.

But if Denir caught one in a scissors hold between his powerful legs, and caught
the other in his big muscled arms, and maybe get his weight on top of both of
them, it might not go so well for them at all.

Todd could see the grins which covered all three of their faces as they stepped
on to the mat.  There were no formal beginnings to any of these matches.  They
just got into it when and however they liked.

In this case, Todd saw that Cemar and Tayhut were trying to plan their approach
while Denir eyed them watchfully.

Then Cemar crouched down on his hands and knees to get to Denir's big legs and
bring him down to the mat, when presumably Tayhut would then begin to attack him
closer to the top.

It didn't work.  Denir dropped down to the mat, but that was only because that's
where he wanted to be.  Then, as they started, he got a real good body scissors
on Cemar, and pretty well, at least for the moment, immobilized him as he tried
to escape.  Tayhut fared no better as Denir's longer and stronger arms very soon
grabbed Tayhut in a nice big bear hug and immobilized him as well.

Then it went on from there.  Cemar eventually escaped with the slippery oiliness
of their bodies, and moved to help Tayhut who was still caught in Denir's
powerful embrace.  Cemar then got a good headlock on Denir, but Denir's strong
neck proved more than a match of Cemar's muscled bicep wrapped around it.

Tayhut then slipped out of Denir's grasp and began to work on Denir's big, long
and now hard cock and balls, trying to pull them off Denir's body in an attempt
to get him to let go of Cemar.  But instead, Denir took Tayhut's punishment
against his cock and balls and reached over to grab and seize Tayhut's own
equally big, long and hard cock and balls in his even bigger and stronger fist
and try to pull them off Tayhut's muscled body instead.

For a long minute, all three were motionless as they strained against each
other, each trying to inflict as much punishment as he could on the other, while
taking as much as he could on himself.

Looking at them, Todd could see the pleasure it was giving all three.

Slowly, in their slipperiness, they rolled over until Denir was on his back on
the mat with Cemar more or less on top of him.  But this was no particular
problem for Denir as he could easily take their weight.  Then when Cemar tried
to attack Denir's big legs and pull them away, Denir responded by grabbing one
of Cemar's hands in his own big hand to pull him in close.  But he then
stretched out his big and long leg into Cemar's crotch and against Cemar's hard
and bulging cock and balls to push him away, crushing Cemar's cock and balls in
the process while Cemar, with his shorter legs, could not take the same move
back on Denir.

Tayhut in the meantime twisted his body around until he could get on top of
Denir's head while his face looked upwards.  Tayhut then positioned his butt
directly over Denir's face and followed that up by dropping his smooth oiled and
naked butt down on top of Denir's face to blind and suffocate him until he felt
Denir's face get buried deep into the dark and wet canyon of his butt.

Denir didn't seem to mind this at all and was willing to continue with that
punishment, even though he was being blinded and suffocated in it.  But then he
was able to reach one of his long and powerful arms up until  he could grab
Tayhut's neck in his big hand, wrapping it three quarters of the way around his
victim's neck, and begin to slowly tighten his grip as if to strangle Tayhut
completely with it while Tayhut continued sitting on his face.

And then they went on from there.

Todd enjoyed watching it, as he saw the other men did too, and as Denir, Cemar
and Tayhut obviously also did.  With the slipperiness of all of their bodies,
they were rarely able to stick with any hold or predicament very long, and would
then be obliged to go on to something else.  Tayhut and Cemar were trying to
coordinate their attack on Denir, but Denir always seemed to get back at them
some other way and frustrate their plans every time.  To the continued pleasure
of all three of them.

In all of their movements, they also rolled back and forth across the mat,
sometimes bumping into the feet of the onlookers, including Todd.  Sometimes one
of the onlookers they rolled against would push them back into the middle of the
mat by his bare foot, and sometimes they rolled back of their own accord.

When they rolled against Todd, which they seemed to do a number of times, he
caught their glance and grin at him and returned his own to them.


After a half hour or so of their wrestling back and forth, Todd sensed that the
balance had turned to favor Cemar and Tayhut as their combined number of arms
and legs, as well as their weight, were beginning to tire Denir out despite his
bigger size and strength over either of them separately.  Todd wondered how it
would all turn out.

It was only about five minutes more until he found out.


Once again, all three had gotten all tied up with each other.  None of them had
any clear advantage over the other, nor even seemed to be looking for it as they
more enjoyed their struggle with each other than having any real intention of
winning and ending it.  Once again they ended up rolling over into Todd with
Denir landing against his legs and feet as he sat on the bench at the side of
the mat.

But then, as Denir braced himself against Todd's feet to give him some
additional leverage, and even though he still held a sort of a one-armed bear
hug on Cemar and had another solid head scissors on Tayhut,  Denir reached out
with his other hand and grabbed one of Todd's ankles in one of his big hands and
bodily pulled Todd off the bench on top of all three of them.

Todd didn't expect that move, but had no problem at all going with it.  Suddenly
he found himself wrestling with all three of them, but as it was Denir who
pulled him off the bench, he figured Denir was intending for him to join him to
make it two-on-two, with Denir and Todd facing Cemar and Tayhut.  Todd was easy
with that and was glad to help Denir out as well as the chance to get into it
with Cemar and Tayhut, who then almost immediately let go of Denir and turned on
him.

This gave Todd something to do, for sure.  However, he always liked the idea of
tag-team and two-on-one wrestling too when the odds were more or less even,
regardless of how it actually turned out.

All four of them now rolled back in a heap to the center of the mat.  But then,
with Cemar now starting to work on his legs, and Tayhut coming at him warily at
the top, Todd suddenly realized that Denir had silently slipped away and left him
alone on the mat with Cemar and Tayhut.


That meant Todd now had Cemar and Tayhut on his hands alone.  Todd liked that
idea, although without Denir's size, weight and strength, wrestling with both
Cemar and Tayhut at the same was going to be a real challenge for sure.

But then that didn't turn out to be too much of a challenge either when he
realized Tayhut had withdrawn slightly and retreated from the fray to the edge
of the mat so that Todd and Cemar could face each other alone.

This was what, in fact, both Cemar and Tayhut wanted ever since they first
saw Todd out in the field when they first encountered him.  Todd knew that Cemar
wanted to get into it with him and now was his chance.  Todd, knowing he was
heavier and stronger and just about as experienced as Cemar, knew he'd need to
cut his effort back just a little to match Cemar's so it would be a good
experience for both of them.  As it was.

For the next half hour, with Denir now having come back to sit on the bench at
the side of the mat to watch the action, Todd and Cemar wrestled back and forth,
their body presses and scissors on each other, their crushing pec holds, their
powerful headlocks and face sitting on each other, and all of their cock
fighting and cock and ball crushing, got and kept both of them fully aroused,
while Tayhut watched them from on the mat only a foot or two away.  By now, all
three were naked and wet with oil and sweat.

Todd also began to sense that Cemar was now getting so fully aroused that he was
about to come.  Todd decided to help him along.  He got Cemar in yet
another tight head scissors under him, where he knew Cemar liked to be, with
Cemar's head and face trapped between his big muscled thighs and his own hard
cock and thick balls crushing and suffocating Cemar against his face.

Cemar tried desperately to bridge out and escape, but that just gave Todd the
additional chance to seize Cemar's now long and rock-hard cock in his fist,
sticking right up in his face, and began to crush and massage it back and forth
as well as running the palm of his hand against its hard wet head.

That's all it took.  It was only a few seconds more, as Cemar tried desperately
to escape what Todd was doing to him, although not wanting Todd to stop it
either,  that Todd saw, and then felt, all the hot white cum in Cemar's body
burst out of his cock end and shoot part of his big load into his face while the
rest of it ran over his hand, as it pulsed and flooded out down to the mat.

In another moment Cemar ceased to struggle and went limp.  Now he was totally
exhausted and drained and could fight no more.


In forcing Cemar to come and watching him and feeling him shoot his load,
however, Todd had forgotten for a moment about Tayhut.

In the next instant, as Todd was sliding himself off Cemar, Todd felt the
solidly muscled, naked and oiled body of Tayhut jump on his back and try to take
a full nelson on him and try to work over his neck.

Todd liked that just as much as when he and Cemar had gotten into it just
before, and now it was Tayhut's turn.  Caught off balance and in their oiled
slipperiness, Todd landed face down fully on the mat with the oiled, naked and
muscular Tayhut now on is back.

Tayhut had already become fully aroused watching Todd and Cemar wrestle, and
Todd therefore felt, with Tayhut lying full on his back, Tayhut's own long and
hard rod begin to probe Todd's butt to find a way into his body.  At the same
time, Tayhut released his full nelson hold on Todd's strong neck and reached
around underneath Todd's big chest to grab one of Todd's big pecs in each of his
hands and squeeze them almost as hard as he could.

He knew that pressure of the other wrestler's trying to ram his rod into his
butt and at the same time crushing his pecs in his fists was one of Todd's
favorite combination holds to get caught in, and neither Todd nor Tayhut were in
any hurry to let it go or try to break away.  Eventually, with the slipperiness
of both of their naked bodies, they did break away from each other and went on
to whatever they wanted to do with each other next.


For the next half hour the onlookers on the side benches, now including Denir
and Cemar, watched as Todd and Tayhut wrestled it out between them on that mat,
just as they had separately and together earlier.  By the grins on Todd's and
Tayhut's faces as they got each other in one motionless deadlock after another,
the onlookers sitting on the benches at the side of the mat could see that the
two wrestlers were enjoying their struggle with each other just as much as the
onlookers themselves.

Todd and Tayhut wrestled back and forth, giving and taking the other's
punishment with all of their body scissors on each other, crushing headlocks,
pec squeezing and suffocating face sitting, as well as all of their on-going
cock-fighting and cock-and-ball crushing as well.

But this time things were just slightly different as now Todd was eventually
feeling himself running out of just a little of his considerable energy in
wrestling with both Cemar and Tayhut in succession.  Not only that, but now he
also, with all of his sensual and erotic cockfighting with the two of them, felt
himself getting more and more aroused.  He knew that now he, too, would soon be
forced to come whether he was ready for it or not.


The end came quickly after that.  This time Todd had once again gotten Tayhut in
a solid body scissors under him where he knew Tayhut, like Cemar and himself,
liked to be.  He had also managed to get Tayhut in a powerful head scissors with
Tayhut's head caught and being crushed solidly between Todd's muscled thighs,
which hold Todd also knew Tayhut liked to find himself in.

But this time Todd had also managed to stab his big, long and hard rod, now
about to come, deep into Tayhut's mouth and throat.  He knew Tayhut had no
problem with that at all.

However, not sure whether Tayhut would mind if he shot his load deep into
Tayhut's mouth and throat, just before he was about to come, he tried to raise
his butt up and pull it out of Tayhut's mouth and throat.  But Tayhut had now
wrapped his own muscular arms and hands around Todd's naked butt, directly over
his head and face, and wouldn't let Todd get away.

For a long minute they struggled back and forty, with Todd trying to pull away
and Tayhut holding him in, which only caused Todd to get that much more aroused.

And then it was too late.  Suddenly Todd felt all of the hot white cum  which
had been accumulating so long in his body burst and surge out of his cockhead
and flood deeply into the waiting Tayhut's mouth and throat.

Even after Todd had begun to shoot his full load deep into Tayhut's mouth,
Tayhut still wouldn't let him go.  Instead, he sucked in all of Todd's hot cream
that he could until Todd was finally completely drained.  And, being now drained
and exhausted after wrestling both Cemar and Tayhut, Todd could only lie limply
on the mat until he could recover.

But then the ever watchful and caring Denir came off the bench and over to Todd
to pull him up on his feet again.  The grin on Todd's face as well as on Cemar,
Tayhut and Denir's faces told the story on how they liked the whole affair.

In fact, grins covered not only the faces of the four wrestlers but of all the
onlookers as well, including Kemal and the lieutenant who had come out to watch
the whole thing from the dark.  Grins covered their faces as well.  They all
knew it had been real good for all of them.



				*	*	*	*	*



Todd awoke Sunday morning to the sound of the breakfast bell and was ready for
another good breakfast after wrestling around with both Cemar and Tayhut the
previous night.

Although it looked like it was going to be another sunny and warm day, it also
meant for Todd that now he was one day closer to whatever the verdict would be
on him tomorrow when the lieutenant heard back from the Turkish Border Patrol
Headquarters in Istanbul on what his fate would be following the various serious
charges against him.

He figured, however, he'd just take it one day at a time, and make the best of
it however he could.  He knew he still had some more notes to write up although,
with the day looking so good, he wished he could go out into the field and maybe
locate more of the particular yellow croceus flowers he was searching for and
further his research on them.

As he walked into the mess hall, having had a good night's rest in his prison
cell and washing up this morning, he saw the lieutenant sitting at his small
table, who beckoned him over to him again.

Todd walked over and the lieutenant asked him to sit down and join him for
breakfast as he had something to suggest to Todd.

"I think you had a very interesting night last night with a couple of men," said
the lieutenant, "and I know they surely enjoyed themselves with you!"

"No more than my pleasure in messing around with them, for sure," was Todd's
smiling reply.

"Denir came to me yesterday with what I think might be of interest to you,
although it is strictly up to you as to what you would like to do," continued
the lieutenant with a slightly more serious look on his face.

"Denir, as you may know, lives only about eight miles from our Turkish Border
Patrol base, and walks back and forth on most weekends to visit his
Grandparents, with whom he lives.  He is also in second year of our local
community college pursuing a course in pharmaceuticals.  As a result, he has a
special interest in what you are doing even if he is a little shy in saying so.
Nevertheless, he is a very good student and doing very well in his studies.

"Along the way from his grandparents' home, about three miles from our base
here, he has noticed a large meadow about two hundred feet back from the road,
which appears to have a large stand of the very yellow flowers you are searching
for.  He said, if you liked and if it were agreeable to me, he would be glad to
lead you there and help you with your research any way he could.

"That idea is agreeable to me just so long as you don't fail to return to our
base here after you are finished with the meadow, so that you will be on hand to
receive whatever it is our Headquarters in Istanbul has to say for you tomorrow
morning," said the lieutenant.

"That sounds great, lieutenant, and I very much appreciate your permission to
leave the base and for Denir to lead me out to the meadow.  I would still like
to complete as much of my research as I can before tomorrow so that if I'm not
able to finish it, my notes will help whoever comes after me," said Todd.  He
liked the idea of both getting away from the base for at least a little while,
and even more to be able to continue with his research as long as he could.

In less than an hour Todd got his backpack and its contents together and then
Denir appeared and he and Denir set out for the meadow.

As Todd was about to take up his backpack, Denir picked it up first to carry it
on his back.  That was in addition to the backpack he already had on his back.
When Todd asked Denir what he was carrying, the big one told him the mess hall
had packed a good lunch for both of them, and that he was also carrying some
extra small empty bottles from the mess hall just in case they would need any of
them too for additional plant and soil samples.

Denir had also brought one of the official black leather TBP cartridge belts for
Todd to wear with a canteen of water and a pouch for his notes, just like the
one he was already wearing.  Todd put the belt on.  It fit perfectly and was
just what he needed.

"Denir, you're too much," said Todd, "Let me carry at least something!"

"No, Mr. Todd, I will carry all of our supplies, and if you tire, I will carry
you too!" was Denir's grinning reply as they headed out the gate of the base and
down the road into the surrounding forest.

It was just before noon, after a walk of about an hour, or about three miles
from the base, that they arrived at the meadow which Denir had described to the
lieutenant, and the lieutenant told Todd.  It was filled with the yellow
chrysanthus croceus flowers Todd wanted to research, just as Denir had said.
Todd marveled at it.  Just by itself, it would be enough to provide all the
samples he would need to prove or disprove his preliminary findings.

For a moment, they stood there in wonder.  Then Todd said, "Denir, you are a
wonder!  This is perfect!"  A broad grin covered Denir's face, glad that Todd
was pleased with him.


"Tell you what, Denir," then said Todd,  "I see the field is about a hundred
yards by a hundred yards square, and there is a grove of old pine trees on the
far side.  How would it be if you went around on the left side of the meadow and
collected about ten random samples of flowers and the soil in which they are
growing, and I will do the same on the right side.

"Then we can meet on the far side of the meadow in the trees and I can apply my
field test to them to see if they are what we are looking for, and see if they
do have all of the essentials for our follow-up research back in the lab."

This was very agreeable to Denir who would have done whatever Todd wanted
anyway.  Denir then picked up his own pack and was about to pick up Todd's as
well when Todd insisted that this time he'd carry his own backpack which held
his empty bottle receptacles  They then separated so that each could cover his
side of the meadow.

Twenty minutes later they met in the shade of the trees opposite the meadow,
taking off their packs and their now wet TBP t-shirts with the sweat they had
worked up gathering the flowers and soil samples in the heat of the day.
Looking at each other's muscular body, both reflected on their respective
wrestling matches just the night before.

Todd took all of their samples and marveled that Denir had found and selected
the very best specimens of both flowers and soil just as a born botanist would.
Denir then laid all of them out in a row, as he had been taught in his
pharmaceutical school studies, with their accompanying soil samples, on a big
log from a fallen tree while Todd went into his pack to find his testing
chemicals and instruments.

The tests were important but not complex as they consisted primarily in applying
the chemicals to the flowers, leaves and soil samples and noting their color,
composition and reaction.  Denir quickly understood what Todd was doing and
worked in close tandem with him as he set up his test.

In fact, Todd saw that he was so good that he let Denir apply the chemicals for
the tests while Todd noted the results of each sample in his notebook to record
the results.

It took almost half an hour to do this, and the results were perfect.  Todd
could hardly hold back his elation, and Denir was no less pleased not only by
the results of the tests, but with Todd himself for the whole thing!

When they had finished, Todd said, "Denir, we've done it, thanks to you!  But
it's already past one o'clock so how about we see what the mess hall prepared by
way of a lunch which you've been carrying out for us!  Now we've got time to
spare and can relax some as the lieutenant didn't give us any specific time that
we had to be back at the base."

Denir grinned in agreement and appreciation for Todd's letting him lead him to
the meadow and share in his great work.  Maybe more, too.

After an ample lunch of delicious Turkish sandwiches, fruits and some special
Turkish pastries, Todd and Denir had totally eased their hunger and thirst and
saw that it was then about two o'clock.  It would be about an hour's walk back
to the base, and if they figured on getting back around five o'clock, that gave
them about two hours of free time just to relax and do whatever they liked.
With each other too.  Both knew what that would be.


As Denir dropped down to the moss he looked over at Todd as if to welcome him
if Todd wanted to wrestle him.  Denir was reluctant to suggest it as he was the
bigger man, and also as he considered himself, at best, as only an assistant to
Todd to do whatever Todd wanted to do with him.

Todd knew what was going on in Denir's mind, but also knew, particularly after
Denir had given him that great shower wash and massage Friday evening and seeing
Denir wrestle with Cemar and Tayhut last night, what Denir wanted.  Which Todd
knew he very much wanted too.

As Denir reclined on the soft moss, Todd approached him, stripping off his
shirt, camouflage cut-offs and combat boots.  As he did, Denir quickly stripped
off his own so that both of them would now be naked.  The woods and meadow
surrounding them were deserted in the heat of the day, with only the sound of a
few birds in the trees to be heard in their complete privacy.

Both knew that Denir could easily overpower Todd just as he could Cemar and
Tayhut, but that would not be the object if they were to wrestle with each
other.  Instead, it would be to enjoy the sensual and erotic pleasure of simply
wrestling with the naked and muscular body of the other for as long as they
could and for however it would come out.


Their wrestling with each other for all of the next hour and more was as good as both
could possibly have conceived or imagined, and then some.  For the most part,
Denir stayed under Todd so as not to crush him with his weight, although he knew
Todd liked for Denir to be on top of  him and do just that.

But time after time Denir, much to Todd's pleasure, got in behind him and got
him in a tight lower body scissors and then almost completely enclosed him in
both his scissors and the bear hug he took around Todd's big and muscled chest
and the crushing holds he took on Todd's pecs to squeeze them until his muscled
flesh was almost squeezed out between Denir's big fingers.  Then, to complete
his hold and punishment on Todd, which Denir knew Todd liked, he brought the
heels of his large feet down into Todd's crotch and crushed them against Todd's
long, hard and exposed cock and balls.

Todd wasn't really all that much smaller than Denir, however, and Todd enjoyed
taking the same rear body scissors on Denir and smashing his heels into Denir's
exposed cock and balls and crushing Denir's big and muscular pecs in his fists,
which he knew Denir liked the feel of just as much as he did.  It was a
sensual and erotic position which both liked to the maximum.

Todd also liked the feel of Denir's wrapping his massive legs and thighs around
his head in one tight head scissors after another and making him struggle each
time to try to pull or flip out to escape.  When he could, that was good, but
when he couldn't, that was even better.  Denir felt the same way when their
holds and predicaments were reversed.

Sometimes when Denir was on his back on the soft moss, Todd would come down
On him, sometimes in a close and tight full body press, but sometimes holding off
just a little too.  When they got into a full body press, their faces would come
together too and then, lip locked together, their strong wet tongues would wrestle it
out deep inside each other's mouth.

At other times Denir would reach his hands or his feet up into the air to catch
Todd on the way down to his body press.  Sometimes he would catch Todd's thick
muscular pecs in his fists and begin to squeeze them again to hold Todd off,
which he knew Todd liked.  At other times, he might put one hand up and wrap it
around Todd's throat as if to strangle him, or push his hand, open faced,
against Todd's face to blind him instead.  Todd liked all of it.

And when Todd was on his back and Denir looked as if he were going to take the
same holds on Todd, Todd liked it just as much, as did Denir, although Denir
never failed to hold back at the last moment so as not to come down on Todd with
his full body weight and strength.  It was just what both most wanted and liked,
and neither could get enough of it.

Their favorite hold was, as might be expected, when Todd and Denir got locked
into a single, and then as they wrestled more and more, a double figure-four
head scissors on each other.

When Todd was on top, he had no problem being as hard and as rough as he could
against Denir.  In fact, Denir, soon after they first startled wrestling with
each other, had softly told Todd to be as hard and rough on him as he could.

Denir was so big and strong and powerful that there were few people who could
challenge him as hard as he liked and liked to take, so Todd could do whatever,
and as hard, as he liked, and Denir would tell him when it might be enough.
Denir never said anything, and Todd could see he liked to take a lot of
punishment.

When Todd got Denir in a tough head scissors under him, Todd wrapped  his
muscular legs and thighs around Denir's head as hard as he could, without using
up too much of his own energy, and knew it was what Denir liked most.  Then he
pressed his big, hard and naked cock and thick balls hard against Denir's face
to blind and suffocate him in it, but again Denir never had any complaints with
any of it.

A few times Denir did manage to suck Todd's balls into his mouth, which then
gave Todd pause to figure out how he could now extricate his male equipment out
from Denir's mouth, but given enough patience, Denir always did finally let him
go.

Todd and Denir had no trouble getting into an ongoing cockfight with each other
too.  By now, Todd realized that working on the other man's cock and balls, and
having his own worked over, were a natural part of "anything goes" wrestling.
Just as a wrestler's head or arms, body or legs could be used either to attack
the other man or be subjected to his attack, his cock and balls could be used
either way too.  It also always felt real good, and made for a good part of the
sensual and erotic pleasure they got from wrestling around with each other.

Denir took the same holds on Todd, which he knew Todd liked just as much to get
as to give, except that Denir always kept at least some of his big body weight
and strength off Todd just so as not to crush him entirely.  Todd liked that too
and soon realized that Denir was very considerate of him.  As a result,  Todd
never had to be at all apprehensive, or use up too much of his own energy
wondering what Denir might do.

They wrestled back and forth, their two naked and muscular bodies locked
together in one deadlock after another, on the soft meadow moss at the edge of
the forest trees in the quiet warm afternoon sun.  It felt so good to both that
neither wanted it to end.

But with all of it, as they knew would happen, and with all of their cockfighting,
which had become more and more frequent, they were both becoming more and more
aroused and knew it would have to end some time soon, one way or another.

Todd repeatedly not only tried to smash Denir's cock and balls in with his
heels, but also, when he had Denir down, with Denir aroused as he was during all
of their long match, time and again wrapped his strong fist around Denir's big
rod which was almost nine inches long and fully an inch and a half in diameter.

Todd had tried to take it into his mouth a number of times, but it was so big he
couldn't get it in but half way.  Denir knew it, and never forced Todd to take
any more than he could handle.

Todd's own rod was big, long and hard, but not as big as Denir's, and Denir had
no trouble taking it all the way deep down into his mouth and throat and holding
it there just as long as Todd wanted to keep it there, which was for longer and
longer periods of time the longer they wrestled.

Finally, after almost an hour and a half of wrestling each other that warm
Sunday afternoon in the meadow, they knew they couldn't hold back any longer all
the hot creamy white cum which had been accumulating in their bodies during
their whole long wrestling match.

In their last full double figure-four body scissors  on each other, with each
other's head totally caught between the thick and muscular thighs of the other,
Todd was on top with his big, long and hard rod stabbed deep down into Denir's
mouth and throat.  Denir's own big cock, fully hard and aroused, was sticking
straight up from his body, with Todd's big  and strong hand wrapped around it
almost crushing it in  his grip.  Both knew they liked that deadlock and
predicament they now had with each other and neither wanted to be the first to
let go.

But now, however, they both knew their tangy sweet hot white cum was about to
burst out of their bodies.  Denir had by now sensed that Todd liked just as
much, and maybe even more, to be underneath Denir with Denir's big naked and
muscled body on top of him almost crushing him and liking what the consequences
of that might be.

Feeling and knowing both of them were now on the verge of coming, with only a
couple of seconds left, Denir rolled both of them over so that now Todd was on
his back on the soft moss with the big and muscular Denir on top of him holding
him down.

Denir kept his solid head scissors on Todd as they rolled over too, and now
Denir's enormous, thick and hard cock was pressed hard and tight across Todd's
face, with the big thick heart-shaped end of his cock rod positioned directly
over Todd's mouth.  Todd quickly realized the situation he was in, and its
probable outcome, and had no problem with that at all.

Meanwhile, he knew his own big rod was also sticking straight up from his own
body deep into Denir's mouth and throat in which he was holding it in all the
way.


For seconds more they struggled against each other, with neither wanting to
break free.  But then, after a final spasm of both, both felt all the hot cum in his
body race to the surface and burst out of his rock hard cock end.

Todd suddenly felt and tasted all of Denir's hot white cum burst out of his big
cock, which was positioned directly over his mouth, to flood into his face and
mouth as Denir's full and big cock and balls continued to be pressed down hard
and fully to cover them, blinding and suffocating him as well.  Todd took in all
he could, but there was so much it ran out all over his face and then ran down the
sides of his mouth to the moss below.

At the same time, Denir felt and tasted Todd's equally hot white cum burst out
of Todd's own big rod and flood into his own mouth and down his own throat.
Like Todd, he took as much as he could of it until the rest of it flooded down
over his chin and Todd's big thighs to run down to the moss below them as well.

On and on their cum flowed and pulsed over and into the other until finally both
were completely drained and exhausted.

For minutes afterwards, they remained locked together on the soft moss in the
meadow until finally they regained at least some of their strength and were able
to get up again.

As they got up, they grinned at each other.  It was what both had wanted all
along, and now they both knew they had gotten it just the way they wanted.


They got back to the Turkish Border Patrol base just before five o'clock.  As
they walked in the front door of the main building they saw the lieutenant and
Kemal in the lieutenant's office.

"Was your trip out to the meadow successful?," asked the lieutenant of Todd as
he passed by the door.

"Sure was, lieutenant, in every respect!" was Todd's cheerful reply.

"Good," said the lieutenant, "we like for our guests to be happy even if we may
have to sentence them to die before the firing squad tomorrow!"

Normally the lieutenant would never have made such a tactless remark, but he
sensed that Todd was sufficiently upbeat now and just in general during his
whole weekend with them, and maybe their own gentle treatment of him suggested
that maybe, or at least hopefully, things wouldn't go too badly for him when the
judgment came back the next morning from the Turkish Border Patrol Headquarters
in Istanbul as to what would happen next.  Todd knew that time was fast
approaching, whatever it might hold for him.


The rest of that Sunday evening passed quietly.  Todd enjoyed a good supper with
the mess hall now pretty well filled up again with all of the men who had come
back to the TBP base as their weekend passes had ended.

The cook had prepared some special dishes, as he usually did for the men after
they returned to the base as well as for those who had remained on the base over
the weekend.

And this evening he had even prepared a special dessert of a big decorated cake
with two small flags on the top, one being the red and white crescent and star
of the Turkish flag and the other the red, white and blue flag of the USA.

When the chef brought the cake out and presented it to him for him to make the
first cut all of the men applauded.  Todd was deeply moved by their kindness to
him over the whole weekend, and now the cook had even prepared a special cake
just for him to mark their last evening together.  It was hard to hold back the
watering that came to his eyes, nor was he entirely successful in doing so.

It was touching and he very much appreciated it even if they did intend to send
him to the firing squad or life imprisonment tomorrow.

Kemal then got up and gave Todd a symbolic miniature Turkish warrior's scimitar
with which to cut the cake.  Todd was glad for the distraction as he felt, if he
didn't have some distraction, his tears would flow even more.


That night the TBP base was quiet.  After supper, Todd remained in his prison
cell until almost ten o'clock to complete his notes on the day's findings.  The
base soldiers, meanwhile, spent the evening cleaning their equipment and
preparing to return to their regular duty the next day.

The lieutenant and Kemal were nowhere in sight, but when Todd went outside
around ten o'clock just to get a last breath of fresh air before turning in, he
saw the light was still on in the lieutenant's office.

Todd knew he'd better retire early tonight in order to be fully prepared for
whatever tomorrow morning, and his sentence, might be.  It had been another good
day, and surely a good weekend, so he was grateful for that as the arms of
Morpheus embraced him almost as tightly and deliciously as those of Kemal,
Denir, Cemar and Tayhut had at different times earlier.


To be continued...



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