Date: Sun, 23 Oct 2016 16:52:37 +0000 (UTC)
From: Barry Edmund <barry97_97@yahoo.com>
Subject: Taking Down Sargent Malta-3

Taking Down Sargent Malta Chapter 3.

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NOW: Chapter 3 Taking Down Sargent Malta

   I woke up stretching ready to start the new day. The last remembrance of
my dream fading. It had something to with muscular men with giant
cocks. That's all I could remember. I grabbed my towel heading for the
showers. I always made sure to get up good and early to be the first one in
the shower so I could take my time with a nice refreshing shower. I was
just leaving the showers with my towel tucked around my waist when Corporal
Jones walked in whistling. "Good morning Sargent Malta." He greeted.
   I felt my eyes riveted to his muscular chest, stomach to where his large
towel was wrapped around his slim waist down to his muscular legs. I'd love
to see what he has hidden under that towel." I thought. "Good morning
Sargent Malta." Corporal Jones greeted, snapping me out of my day dream.
   "Good morning Corporal Jones." I looked up as he walked past me, quite
obviously not noticing me staring at his hot muscular body. "Make sure the
men shower up ready for breakfast. I plan on really working the men today."
Heading to my tent without waiting for a reply.
   I had to get a grip of myself and stop the stupid thoughts running
through my head. It was all Dan's fault tricking me yesterday to jack him
off. I won't let him get the better of me today." I said to myself entering
my tent taking my time to put on my jock-strap, combats and black boots. I
couldn't seem to block out the visions of Dan completely nude standing in
front of me down on my knees looking up at his thick cock. I've got to stop
this crap."
   I headed to the mess tent determined I wasn't going to have any more
perverted thoughts of my men. The privates were walking in the mess tent
and sitting down. "Good morning Malta." I heard one of my men whisper in my
ear.
   I turned my head to see that it was Private Nelson leaning forward so
his body couldn't be seen by the other privates. "Don't worry about
yesterday in your tent." He whispered while rubbing his crotch. "Maybe we
can take it a step further this evening?"
   I could feel my tongue passing over my lips unable to draw my eyes from
where Private Nelson was rubbing. "You, Private Nelson stop bothering
Sargent Malta and sit down." Thank goodness Corporal Jones yelled walking
in the mess tent. I was glad he couldn't have heard what Private Nelson
said and did or my reaction.
   "You heard Corporal Jones." I said raising my voice. "Get your
breakfast, I plan on working you boys good and hard today."
   "Sorry Sargent Malta, I just wanted to know if we're going hiking the
same path as yesterday." Private Nelson said standing up the same time
Corporal Jones walked around him to the far end of the table. Private
Nelson leaned toward me and whispered out of the side of his mouth. "I'll
have something nice and hard for you later Malta." Private Nelson leaned
toward me and whispered out of the side of his mouth before he walked away
to sit down.
   I finished eating managing to keep my mind on the hike I had planned for
today. The privates and Corporal Jones were lined up waiting for me when I
returned from the latrine "Line up men like yesterday. Privates Taylor,
Davis, Sanders, Marshal, Benet, Clark and Walker behind me, in that
order. I had all the black men follow behind me yesterday wanting to work
them extra hard. I had to admit the black muscular men were the hottest of
all my men. For a second I wondered if it was true that they had bigger
cocks. I shook my head wondering, what the hell am I thinking of crap like
that and why hadn't I referred to the black men as niggers. "Gleason,
Hendrix, Anderson, Smith, Nelson, Philips and Davidson behind Corporal
Jones."
   "You heard Sargent Malta, get a move on it men." Corporal Jones shouted
as the men lined up behind Corporal Jones and myself.
   I took one last look at the hunky black men behind me before turning
around. Thank goodness I won't get turned on not having to look at those
hot hunky men. I thought to myself. "Move out." I shouted before leading
the men.  We must have hiked a good couple of hours before I called the
troupe to a stop. "Piss and water break men." I shouted turning around. The
men scattered to different close by trees obviously to piss except Private
Nelson who stood a few yards away looking in my direction. I ignored him
needing to drain a giant piss myself walking to a tree away from my men. I
reached the tree and opening my combats pants and pulling my soft dick out
and started to piss. I was shaking the last drops from my cock when I heard
someone approaching. I looked up and saw Private Nelson approaching. I
recalled how hot he had looked in my tent only wearing his bulging
jock-strap the evening before. I couldn't help looking down at his combat
pants hoping he hadn't pissed yet and I'd get to look at his cock even if
it was soft.
   I tried not to look down as Private Nelson unbuttoned his combat pants
pulling down the zipper. He looked at me and smiled. "Come closer Malta I
know you want to have a look at my dick." He whispered the same way Dan had
whispered the day before. "Don't be shy, I know you want to see my big dick
up close. I've already pissed. Come closer Malta."
   Before I knew it I was standing beside Private Nelson and forgot about
my own dick protruding over my jock strap. "It's okay I'll let you get down
and take it out." He kept whispering softly.
   I was suddenly looking up in front of Private Nelson not remembering
going to my knees. "That's the way open my combat pants and pull them
down. That's the good boy. Now that wasn't so bad was it?" Private Nelson
kept whispering. I suddenly realized I had opened his combat pants pulling
them down to his knees. His bulging jock-strap just over a couple of inches
from my lips. "I can see you licking your lips. Don't be shy pull my
jock-strap down and have a good look at my rock hard cock boy."
   "Sargent Malta." I heard Corporal shouting a short distance away. "Are
you just about finished taking your leak?"
   I felt myself jerk up looking around as if I had been in some kind of a
trance. I looked up my hands were holding each side of Private Nelson's
jock-strap. "I'll be right there." I shouted looking around the tree I was
standing behind and saw Corporal Jones looking around as if looking for me.
   "Fuck." Private Nelson grunted looking down at me with a look of anger
and contempt.
   "Get your combats pulled up soldier." I said doing my best to command
Private Nelson to pull his combat pants up, when actually I still wanted to
have a look at his hard cock. But I knew with Corporal Jones just a short
distance away that I'd have to give up that idea for the present time.
   "Next time I want your lips wrapped around my dick giving me a good blow
job. Fag." Private Nelson grinned pulling his combat pants up at the same
time I stood up pulling my jock-strap and combat pants up and doing them
up.
   "I'm not a cock sucker Private Nelson. So shut your lips or I'll have to
put you on report for referring to me as a fag, willing to suck your cock."
I said hoping it sounded like a command but knowing it sounded like a
whimper.
   "What ever you say Malta." Private Nelson leaned in close and whispered
in my ear.  "Like I said last night, this is only between the two of
us. For now that is." He added before heading up the hill towards where
Private Jones and the rest of the troop were standing.
   I made my way up the hill toward the troop, praying Corporal Jones
hadn't seen me on my knees in front of Private Nelson ready to pull down
his jock-strap.
   "Line up men." I shouted approaching Corporal Jones as the men lined up
in front of Corporal Jones and myself.
   "One minute men." Corporal Jones shouted looking first at the men
standing in front of him and then the men in front of me. "I have to ask
Sargent Malta something."
   "What is it?" I asked Corporal Jones when we were a few yards away from
the men.
   Corporal Jones looked around leaning his head closer to my right ear. "I
never took you for a fucking cock sucking fag, Sargent. At least don't make
it so obvious you want to suck dick getting down in plain view. If I'd
known you were that hungry for cock I'd have made sure to bunk up with
you. You could have blown me every night in the privacy of your tent."
Corporal Jones whispered not letting me have a chance to say anything. He
stood so his back was to the men grabbing my hand and pressing it against
the front of his combat pants. "The least you could have done was blow me
before blowing one of the privates?"
   "Hold on Corporal I'm not a cock sucking fag." I whispered turning my
head looking at Corporal Jones at that moment admiring how hot he looked in
his combats flexing his biceps. I was willing to bet he had a good sized
cock by the feel of his bulging pants.
   "Fuck off you aren't. Do you think I'm blind? I saw you on your knees
ready to pull down Private Nelson's jock strap. I'm sure if I hadn't seen
you you'd have been sucking his cock. Just be lucky I saw you and not the
rest of the men, especially the black men you put down. They wouldn't have
thought twice to reporting you to the base Captain. So don't deny your a
fucking cock sucking fag, especially when you're trying to open my combat
pants up only yards from the men."
   "I, I, I. We have to talk about this later. It isn't like it looks." I
did my best to say.
   "Never mind.  I'll drop by your tent this evening. at my tent at nine
thirty after the men have turned in for the night and I'll let you suck my
dick.  It's nice and big and I'm good and horny."  Corporal Jones stood up
facing the men lined up.  "Get back in line." Corporal Jones shouted
shoving my hand away from his combat pants heading toward the privates
standing a few yards away.
   I headed up. "Let's head out." I shouted to the men behind me. I turned
around leading off along the path beside the river.
   Not only did I have Private Nelson thinking I was a fag, now I had
Corporal Jones as well. I did my best to put both men out of my head but my
mind kept drifting back to the two hot muscular studs, Corporal Jones and
Private Nelson. It sure would be hot to do something with the two of them
at the same time. We hiked a good hour and a half until I
shouted. "Halt. Piss and lunch break men. Then we start back to camp."
   When we finally got back to camp I didn't even bother to shower or take
off my boots to give to the black men to clean. I did go over to them, in
the back of my mind to have a good look at them hoping they'd taken off
their combat shirts to cool off. They were sitting close to each other
talking as I approached. Unfortunately they were still wearing their sweaty
combat shirts.
   Private Taylor was the first one to see me approaching and he
shouted. Get up Davis, Sanders, Marshal, Benet, Clark. Here comes Sargent
Malta." He stood up along with the rest and they all stood to attention.
   I walked up and stood in front of them thinking only about wanting to
see them without anything on but at least with their combat shirts
off. "Relax men. You men must be hot after the long hike today. Feel free
to take off your combat shirts." I said.
   They all looked at me with frowns as if trying to figure me out, maybe
even thinking I was testing them. "Is that an order Sargent Malta?" Private
Davis asked. He was the tallest a good six-five or six-six with muscles on
his muscles, from what I could see of his biceps. The shortest of the six
black men could only have to be at least six-three or four.
   "If you want to take it as an order, it is Private Davis. I was actually
only suggesting you may want to feel more relaxed." I answered.
   "Thank you Sargent Malta." Privates Taylor, Davis, Sanders, Marshal,
Benet and Clark said the same thing undoing their combat shirts and taking
them off and dropping them on the ground. Their hot sweaty muscular chests,
stomachs and biceps glistened in the sun.

   I felt my cock rising in my jock-strap unable to draw my eyes from the
hot muscular young black privates. "I believe you boys have chores to take
care of." I did my best to command turning away before the hot black
privates could see the lust I was feeling. "I'm going for a hike into town,
start dinner without me." I said not turning around heading toward the high
school to meet up with Dan by three thirty.
   I approached the high school with five minutes to spare. NO one was
standing behind the school, Dan hadn't arrived yet. I knew he had ordered
me to strip down nude while waiting for him to arrive. I remembered the hot
over the knee paddling he gave me the day before. My cock started to
stiffen thinking how hot and erotic it had felt even though painful being
paddled over a six year old's lap. So I decided not to strip down as
ordered, pretending to be stubborn to take his orders to strip down nude.
   "Fuck I see you didn't learn anything from yesterday boy." Dan walked up
with one hand behind his back a gym bag in his other hand. He dropped his
gym bag raising his hand, before I had a chance to say anything, he slapped
my face hard with his open hand. "Answer me fag." He ordered.
   "Listen punk this is enough of this crap." I said doing my best to sound
angry but in reality I knew I sounded much more like a wimp.  I also was
working to get Dan upset or even angry with me, giving me even more
punishment.
   "I had a feeling you hadn't learned your lesson yesterday." He said
leaning in close to my face pulling his other hand from behind his back
with the ping pong paddle in his hand. "Strip and I mean now. If I ever see
you wearing your uniform when I arrive again, I will be ripping your
combats off you. Then you'll have to explain to your men why your combats
are ripped to shreds and you're coming back nude. If you don't believe me
keep your fucking combats on tomorrow."
   I sat down on the close by bench undoing and taking off my boots one at
a time as well as my black socks. I began unbuttoning my combat shirt
slowly one at a time. "Speed it up, we haven't got all afternoon." Dan
shouted slapping my other cheek this time.
   I finished unbuttoning my combat shirt taking it off before undoing my
combat pants lifting my ass from the bench pulling them down to my feet and
taking them off, tossing them with my shirt and boots.  I sat looking at
Dan while wearing only my straining jock-strap. My cock was already hard at
the thought of Dan bending me over his knees to paddle my bare ass.
   Dan leaned over and slapped each of my cheeks good and hard before
standing up. "Do I have to tell you everything. Take the fucking jock-strap
off." Dan ordered then told me to stand up.
   I pushed my ass off the bench once more pushing my jock-strap below my
ass cheeks, down my legs and kicking it off so it landed near the rest of
my clothes. I stood up. As soon as I was standing Dan sat down. "Bend over
my lap like yesterday, boner boy. Fuck I haven't even done anything and
your rock hard. You are coming right along. In no time you will be more
than eager to obey all orders I give you, no matter how kinky they are."
   I was hoping he'd at least take off his tight sleeveless T-shirt, if not
his pants but he didn't. I leaned over Dan's lap my hard cock pressing
against his jeans covered lap. "Because you disobeyed me two days in a row
your punishment is doubled. Remember to start counting out twenty on each
of those hot bubble butts. They'll even be more hotter when I finish
paddling them." Dan laughed smacking my left cheek nice and hard.
   "One." I shouted the pain radiating throughout my entire body. "One."
The paddle smacking my right ass cheek, remembering from yesterday to count
one for each of my ass cheeks. "Two, Two etcetera until finally my ass was
burning with pain. "Twenty." My left ass cheek and "Twenty." My right ass
cheek. "Stand up boy." Dan said standing up as well.
   I stood up beside Dan watching him eagerly pull his T-shirt off tossing
it on the ground unable to draw my eyes from his muscular chest, stomach
and arms. "I can see you like what you see boy, by the way you're looking
at my chest and licking your lips. Come closer. Don't be shy." He whispered
like he had yesterday. I approached him feeling drawn to Dan's muscular
chest. "Go ahead and feel those muscles. You know you want to." He raised
one arm up over his head the same time feeling myself drawn to his hard
muscular chest. He reached out with his other hand around the back of my
head shoving my head into his stinky, sweaty, hairy, under arm pits.
   I did my best to protest. But only a mumble of words of protest escaped
from my lips.
   "Don't be shy." Dan continued whispering in a soft even tone. "You know
you want to lick my hairy, stinky, sweaty arm pits. Go ahead, don't feel
bad. You know you need to please me. Stick your tongue out and try licking
them."
   For some reason I found myself obeying Dan sticking my tongue out and
licking his hairy, sweaty, stinky arm pits.
   "That's the way enjoy that aroma, you know you like it, you live to
taste that sweat. Let it out.  Use your hands to worship my muscular chest
and stomach at the same time. Feel those muscles. Worship them." He
soothingly said. "You will soon become addicted to my hot sweaty, stinky,
hairy underarms."
   The more I licked his hairy, stinky, sweaty underarm pits the more I
wanted to enjoy the wonderful flavor of his sweat and stink. It felt like I
couldn't get enough of that stink and sweat. I placed my hands on his chest
and wash board stomach as I enjoyed his juicy arm pits. My hands couldn't
get enough of his body.
   "That's the way. Enjoy every inch of my body. Wrap your hands around my
biceps as I flex them boy. Work them with your worthless hands." Dan
soothingly repeated to himself over and over. "That's the way feel those
muscles lick my pits. Enjoy, that's the way enjoy. Now the other other
side." Dan pulled my head from his underarm, I was missing the flavor
already as he slammed my face into his other underarm.  This one was more
ripe not having me clean it yet. "That's the good boy. You're being a good
boy today boner boy. Keep it up, that's the way enjoy that stinky, sweaty,
hairy under arm pit. Lick it good. Yes you need it don't you fag. Answer me
when I talk to you." Dan said grabbing my short hair in his fist and
pulling me away from my feast.
   "Yes, I'm enjoying your delicious stinky, sweaty hairy under arm
pits. Please let me have more."  I heard myself begin begging. Was I
actually begging to lick Dan's hairy, stinky, sweaty underarms. Yes, it was
really me, but I needed to taste, swallow all that juicy stinky sweat. I
don't know why but it felt like a need. "Sorry that's enough for now. Get
down on your knees." Dan continued to whisper soothingly sitting on the
bench behind him the same time.
   I got on my knees in front of Dan eager to wait for his next
instructions. "Help me with my left running shoe." He continued soothingly
saying.
   I reached down ready to untie his left running shoe to take it off. "No,
oh no, you have to earn the right to take off my running shoe." Dan said
looking down and smiling. "Be thankful you get to enjoy the top of my
runners first."
   I looked up pleadingly not wanting to even lick the top of his muddy
running shoe. It looked like he had walked in a mud puddle on the way to
meet up with me. There was no way I was I was going to lick his muddy
running shoe. "OH come on boner boy. Do I have to hold the confession over
your head you signed yesterday?" He smiling while soothingly saying
it. "Besides once you have a taste of my muddy running shoe you'll enjoy
the taste as much as my underarm stink."
   I took one last look into Dan's blue eyes knowing I had no choice
sticking my tongue out pressing my tongue lightly against the top of his
running shoe before pulling my tongue in my mouth. "I did it Dan." I said
hoping that would please him but somehow knowing it wouldn't.
   "You call that enjoying my muddy runners. You know you want to lick them
clean, you know you need to worship my shoes. Show me how much you need to
please me boner boy." Dan said soothingly.
   I don't know why but I found myself sticking my tongue out beginning to
lick his muddy running shoe.  I soon found it as intoxicating as licking
his stinky, sweaty, hairy underarm. I licked the top and sides of his
runners. I didn't even look up as Dan softly praised me. "That's a good
boy, boner boy. I knew you couldn't resist once you started. You know your
place is to please me. You don't care about that stupid contract you
signed. Do you. You just want to please me."
   It was true for some reason I felt this uncontrollable urge making me
eager to do as Dan told me, but not because he was ordering me, but because
I felt the eagerness to please him. "That's good now my other running shoe
boner boy." I began licking his right runner actually enjoying the taste of
the mud I was licking of of it. As soon as the top of his runners were
clean he raised his foot. "Now the bottom, you do want to please me, don't
you boner boy?" Dan asked soothingly.
   I licked the bottom of each of his runners nice and clean. "Okay undo
and take my runners off." Dan continued. I took off one runner and was
about to take off his sock. "Take the other runner off first."
   I took his other runner off reaching up to take off his dirty white
socks. "Tut tut, you know what has to be done, do I have to tell you
everything?" Dan asked looking down and smiling.
   I knew by instinct what I was to do and began licking his dirty sock
until it was soaking wet. He pulled his foot back sticking his other foot
up for me to lick. In no time it was soaking wet with my spit. "Go ahead
and take my socks off boner boy, was his next order. I took both of his
socks off and leaned down without Dan saying anything and started licking
his dirty feet, his toes and even between his stinky toes until I had
cleaned both of his feet. "Good job boner boy." Dan raised his ass off the
chair and was shoving his jeans down to his feet. I tugged them off of his
feet tossing them beside his discarded, T-shirt, socks and shoes. He stood
up stepping forward until his bulging jock-strap was less than an inch from
my face. I couldn't help licking my lips eager to see and touch his hard
cock and balls. "Go ahead, you've earned it boner boy. Pull my jock strap
down."
   I reached up to take a hold of his jock strap in each of my hands. "No,
no boner boy. You know better than that, take a hold of my jock strap in
your mouth and tug it down." Dan whispered looking down at me smiling. I
opened my mouth doing my best to bite the top of his jock-strap with my
teeth. Once I had his jock-strap in my mouth I tugged it down, while his
thick juicy cock swung up spurting pre-cum all over my face. I tugged his
jock-strap to his feet. He leaned on my shoulder to step out of his
jock-strap. "You got to jack me off yesterday so today it's time to teach
you to deep throat my cock, boner boy." "Don't be shy you jacked it off
yesterday. Take it in your hand and pull it down and open your fine mouth
good and wide." Dan instructed.
   What the hell had I gotten myself into? It was one thing licking his arm
pits and massaging his muscles and even cleaning his shoes, socks and bare
feet but sucking his cock?
   "Start by licking my cock head. You know you want to, you know you want
to taste my delicious pre-cum, remember you didn't want to lick my stinky,
smelly, sweaty, hairy arm pits but you ended up enjoying yourself. Don't be
shy, just lick the head of my big cock head. You know you want to. Go
ahead, lick." Dan said softly.
   I leaned forward sticking my tongue out and licked his cock head tasting
his pre-cum. Actually it didn't taste bad in the least, in fact it tasted
rather good while I was continuing to lick his cock head, more and more
pre-cum was drooling out.
   "That's enough I'm fucking horny. Open your mouth wide." Dan said
looking down at me and smiling in the same soothing voice. "It's time for
you to learn to suck cock, boner boy."
   I looked up into Dan's bright blue eyes before looking at his big cock
now in his fist a little more than an inch from my lips. "Open up those
pretty lips boner boy." Dan said.
   I opened my mouth wide at the same time that Dan shoved his muscular
hips forward causing his big cock head to start entering my mouth. I had a
cock in my mouth for the first time in my life and it almost felt natural
to have Dan's big cock head in my mouth. I felt his hands take a hold of my
head.
   "Take your time boy." Dan said while slowly his cock was sliding further
into my mouth. I felt his cock head pressing against the roof of my mouth
then to one of my cheeks and then the other before Dan tilted my head
forward. Slowly his cock pushed further in my mouth pressing against the
beginning of my throat. I couldn't help choking and coughing. "Take it easy
boner boy, it will get easier." Dan soothingly whispered pulling all his
cock out of my mouth except for his big cock head. Now take a deep breath
through your nose and learn how to suck cock properly and watch those teeth
you scraped my cock the first time."
   I looked up and did my best to nod my head up and down while Dan looked
down into my eyes with his magnetic blue eyes. His eyes had a look in them
as if telling me to trust Dan and he'd help me to understand myself. "Let's
try that again." He said soothingly. I did my best to hold my mouth open so
my teeth wouldn't touch Dan's cock as he shoved his cock in my mouth now
reaching the back of my throat. Again I couldn't help choking and coughing
as his cock pressed to the beginning of my throat.  "Take your time." Dan
said. "You'll be swallowing my cock in no time." Dan said sympathetic like
and patiently. I began putting my trust in Dan, grateful that he wasn't
forcing me to swallow his big cock.
   "I didn't give you permission to stop your cock sucking boner boy." Dan
said raising his voice pulling his cock head out of my mouth, leaving my
mouth feeling empty. "Your only purpose when your with me is to take care
of all of my needs."
   I looked up at Dan not even realizing I had my cock in my hand jacking
off. I let go of my cock feeling like a naughty little boy. "I'm sorry
Dan." I said not taking my eyes away from Dan's look of disapproval the
same time he took a step back.
   "You've been a naughty boy. I should punish you by not allowing you to
suck my cock. I have plenty of good boys that don't think of their needs
instead of their Master's needs. I should send you back to your camp right
now." Dan said raising his voice.
   "I'm sorry, please give me a second chance, I promise to leave my cock
along. Please I promise." I found myself saying. Was that really me begging
Dan to let me suck his cock. It couldn't be me, but I knew it was. "Please
Dan let me suck your cock."
   "All right." Dan said. "Give me a minute." He stepped back looking in
the gym bag he had brought with him he brought out some rope and what
looked like a dog collar. "Put your hands behind your back, I don't know if
I can trust you to leave your weenie along." Walking behind me with the
rope. I put my hands behind me feeling Dan tying them together. I realized
for the first time Dan hadn't mentioned anything about the confession I had
signed. I was obeying his orders without any thought of what he had been
holding over me. Dan walked around in front of me holding the dog
collar. He leaned down and wrapped it around my neck. "Are you ready to
follow orders boy?" He asked in a stern voice. "If you are I'll let you
suck my cock."
   "Yes Dan I'm ready to do as I'm told." I answered after clearing my
voice feeling somewhat submissive because of the dog collar fastened around
my neck. The collar somehow made me feel degraded but yet comfortable at
the same time. It was difficult to understand.
   "Sir or Master, boner boy. I'm your Master from now on and you'll do as
your told. Have you got that in that pretty little head boy?" I'd never
heard him using that kind of hard voice before. "I'm only letting you be my
sex slave because I see potential in you that you are finally realizing
your a fucking low life. Be thankful I see the potential of what a
worthless sex pig and I'm not wasting my time being your first Master. Be
thankful I have the patience many wouldn't be taking the time and energy to
train you properly." Dan said harshly staring down at me before giving me a
look of approval.
   Without thinking I gulped looking up feeling a bit of pride that Dan
thought I had potential. I shook my head. Potential in being nothing but a
sex pig. What the hell. "What did you call me?" I asked shaking my
head. "Did you call me a worthless sex pig?"
   Dan leaned down with a look of anger and contempt on his face before he
slapped first one cheek and then my other cheek before gripping his hard
cock. He leaned over with our faces only inches from each other he took his
hand placing it under my chin. "Here I thought you had real potential and
I'd take you under my wing allowing myself to be your first Master. I don't
see that you're worthy to learn your place in life. I should send you to
the streets to find your way in life without my guidance." Dan said
tenderly.
   I felt tears springing from my eyes forgetting all about Dan referring
to me as a worthless sex pig. "I'm sorry Sir. Please give me a second
chance. Please teach me how to be a good worthless sex pig. I'm begging
you, be my Master. I promise, I really promise to obey your orders without
question." I pleaded with tears running down my cheeks and dripping from my
chin. I could barely see Dan because my eyes were filled with tears.
   "Fine." He said standing up and taking a sheet of paper out from his gym
bag I recognized as the confession I had signed. He took some Kleenex
wiping the tears from my eyes. "Here read it, and I do mean read it this
time. You didn't read it when you signed it. I lied to you. YOU didn't sign
any confession about being a child abuser. Take a good look." Dan held the
paper in front of me.
   I blinked my eyes so I could see better. It read. "I (my signature
Sargent Malta) agree to be Dan Folgers Slave for as long as I live to obey
his orders................it went on and on how I was to do what ever I was
told without questioning my Master Dan." You mean you never had anything
over me this entire time Master." I said feeling foolish but yet grateful
at the same time. Thankful my Master had seen the potential in me to be
nothing but a worthless sex pig. I shook my head trying to wrap my head
around what my thoughts were.
   "Do you still want me to destroy it Malta or do I take you under my wing
as my worthless sex pig to obey every order I ever give you while you are
here and whenever I call you up." Dan said taking the signed contract
looking down at me his hands placed in the position to rip the contract
down the center.
   I just looked up at Dan, my potential Master not knowing how to answer
him. He virtually held my life in his hands. If he ripped the contract up
I'd be free of him forever but did I want that, or did I want him to be my
Master to obey his each and every order.
   "I'm waiting." He said moving closer taking one hand holding his big
thick cock pressed against my lips now drooling pre-cum covering my
lips. What will it be Malta?" He asked holding the contract in one hand
looking down smiling his cock in his other hand pressed against my lips.
   "I'll be your worthless sex pig, don't rip up the contract." I finally
answered feeling defeated yet uplifted the same time.
   "Not good enough Malta. It doesn't sound like your really enthused about
being my worthless sex pig and you neglected to call me Master. Either you
do it right or you don't bother at all." Dan raised his voice a tone with a
tone of anger. "Say it again with pride in your voice or fuck off and I rip
up the contract and never want to be bothered with you again."
   I looked at Dan's cock pressed against my lips wanting so much for him
to shove it in my mouth before looking up into Dan's eyes. I swallowed hard
and said in the clearest voice I could manage. "Please Master will you
accept me as your worthless sex pig. I promise to obey every order you give
me.  Please oh please accept me Sir."  I ended up pleading looking down at
his pre-cum drooling cock head wanting so much for him to shove that
beautiful cock in my mouth.
   "Fine I accept you as my worthless sex pig." Dan stepped back placing
the contract in his gym bag. "I believe you have some cock sucking lessons
to learn. Open your mouth pig." Dan said staring down at me his cock once
more pressed against my lips.
   For a second I squirmed being called a pig but only a second, opening my
mouth wide while Dan shoved his cock in my mouth all the way until it
pressed against my throat. I started coughing and choking but I didn't pull
my head back. I was determined to succeed this and allow Dan's big cock
head in my throat. Dan pulled his cock out of my throat taking a hold of my
head between his hands. He looked down with a determined look shoving his
cock in my mouth. This time a tiny bit of his cock head entered my throat
before I began coughing and choking. He pulled it out thrusting it in my
mouth another five times, each time with a tiny bit more of his cock head
entering my mouth. The sixth time his cock head thrust into my throat
without me choking or even coughing. He shoved more and more of his cock
unrestricted into my my mouth and throat. I felt pride I had at last
succeeded in swallowing Dan's big thick cock that was at least eight inches
long. His big balls smacked my bottom lip proving his cock was all the way
in my mouth and down my throat. He held my head so my neck aligned with my
throat pulling his cock out of my throat until only his cock head was
remaining in my mouth. Then he rammed it down my throat picking up speed
fucking my mouth and throat faster and harder. I had forgotten all about my
own hard cock and balls as he fucked my mouth and throat. "That's the way
pig, you're a fast learner. That's the way." Dan moaned pulling his cock
out of my mouth until only his cock head remained in my mouth ramming down
my throat. I don't know how I managed to breathe but I seemed to manage
without thinking about it.
   He rammed his cock down my throat once more, this time his balls pulled
up into a tight ball like mine did before shooting my load. His cock grew
thicker and felt like it was vibrating in my throat. "I'm cumming." Dan
shouted at long last which couldn't have been any more than five or six
minutes. He pulled his cock out of my throat until only his cock head
remained in my mouth. My mouth filled with his thick load as he pulled his
cock out of my mouth. "Don't think about spitting it out pig, swish my load
around in your mouth." He said with another couple of loads spurting out of
his cock and landing across my face.
   I swished his load around in my mouth and I was actually enjoying the
salty and musky taste. "Open your mouth and let me see the load I pumped
out." Dan said. I opened my mouth wide as Dan looked in my mouth. "Good
swallow." He ordered standing up and looking down at the ground. "You
really enjoyed that, didn't you pig?"
   I wondered what Dan was talking about looking down where he was looking
and saw that I had shot my own load without realizing it. "That is a sign
you're learning don't be ashamed. He reached in his gym bag and took out
some Kleenex. Wipe your face before licking up the big mess you made under
you."
   I cleaned my face before leaning down sticking my tongue out and licking
up my cum from the dirty, concrete. Something I'd never think about doing
when I arrived today. If any one would have told me I'd be licking up my
cum off dirty concrete just over an hour ago, I'd have told them they were
crazy. "That's enough for today pig boy." Dan said walking around undoing
my hands. "Get dressed."
   I stood up taking my hands to my neck to the buckle of the dog collar
ready to unfasten it to take it off. "What the fuck do you think you're
doing?" Dan asked raising his voice.
   "I'm taking off the dog collar before I get dressed and head back to
camp. It was fun while it lasted but really not my thing. Rip up the stupid
contract Dan." I answered looking at Dan wondering why he had questioned
what I was doing. I felt like I was coming out of my horny high having shot
my load. I began feeling guilty sucking Dan's cock and swallowing his load,
not to mention agreeing to be his worthless sex pig. I shook my head what
have I gotten myself into?
   "No, no no, pig boy. It doesn't work that way. It's signed and you know
what you signed and even begged for me to be your Master. There is no way
out now. You're never to take it off and you're slipping, just because I
came and you came you don't stop calling me Master. Smarten up pig boy."
Dan shouted. "You will be here tomorrow at three thirty and nude. Now get
dressed and fuck, go back to camp."
   I slowly got dressed my combats sticking to my sweaty covered muscular
body. Dan pulled his T-shirt pulling down over his sweaty, chest and
stomach. He sat down putting on his jock-strap and jeans up his sweat
coated legs, before putting on his socks and running shoes. He stood up
with his jock-strap and jeans pulled up to just below his low hanging balls
and partly erect cock. Even wilted it looked big as the last few drops of
his thick cum dripped from his piss hole. I felt my cock begin to harden
inside my jock-strap and combats. "The way you're licking your lips sex
pig, I'd say you'd like to stay for more." Dan said starting to stroke his
cock with it growing harder until totally erect. "Still think you made a
mistake begging me not to destroy that contract after all."
   "No, I made no mistake Master, I still agree to be your worthless sex
pig." I answered unable to draw my eyes from Dan's erect cock with it once
more drooling pre-cum. I felt myself dropping to my knees in front of my
Master. That's when I realized I didn't think of Dan as Dan but at my
Master. "May I?" I asked looking up leaning forward reaching up to take a
hold of his thick cock pressed against his white T-shirt. I hoped my Master
understood I wanted him to fuck my mouth and throat again.
   "You have to work for another of my big loads sex pig." My Master looked
down and smiled. "Get busy licking my balls and help them build up for
another load."
   "Thank you Master." I answered leaning forward licking his low hanging
hairy balls until they were soaking wet with my saliva. I savored the musky
taste of his cum filled balls. I looked up. "Can I take your nice big hairy
balls in my mouth please Master?" I asked, hoping my Master would say yes.
   "Go ahead. I'm glad you're learning your place asking permission before
taking my balls in your mouth and enjoying them to the fullest." My Master
said looking down and smiling.
   I opened my mouth taking one of his big balls in my mouth swishing it
around enjoying the texture and taste before opening my mouth even wider
and taking his other hairy ball in my mouth. I swished both his balls in my
mouth looking up the same time hoping I was pleasing my Master.
   My Master looked down with a proud look on his face. "That's good pig
boy. Lick up my cock to your praise." He said smiling.
   I spat out my Master's big balls before licking up the underside of his
eight inch cock to his cock head. I looked up for his approval to pull his
cock down so I could take his nice big cock head in my mouth.
   My Master looking down nodded his head. I took a hold of his cock in my
hand pulling it down until it was pressed against my lips. I opened my
mouth wide taking his cock head in my mouth. I reached out with my hands
taking a hold of his hands pulling them up placing them on each side of my
head. Now I was really ready to be my Master's willing worthless sex
pig. My Master shoved his cock in my mouth and down my throat with
ease. Slowly he pulled it out without saying anything. He slowly pulled his
cock out of my mouth shoving it down my throat over and over. Time seemed
to stand still as I reached down and opened my combats pushing down my
jock-strap. I looked up at my Master as he frowned and I remembered not to
touch my cock while servicing my Master's cock. A good half hour had to
have passed my Master continuing to fuck my mouth and throat. He began
thrusting his cock in my mouth and deep down my throat faster and harder as
he began groaning. "I'm fucking close sex pig, keep it up." Thrusting his
cock another four times in and out of my throat. His cock thickened and his
balls drew up pressing against the base of his cock. "I'm cumming." He
shouted with his cock vibrating in my throat. He pulled his cock out until
only his cock head was in my mouth. I hoped he would shoot a nice load in
my mouth and he did filling my mouth. He didn't need to order me to swish
his load in my mouth. He shot a few big loads covering my face. I felt my
balls exploding and my own cum rushing through my cock and spurting out all
over the concrete. I knew I'd have to lick it all up. We were both huffing
and puffing covered in sweat. I licked my lips and lowered my head licking
my cum splattered on the dirty concrete.
   "Thank you Master." I said not thinking about my face splattered with my
Master's load.
   "Good sex pig." My Master said patting my head. "Here wipe your face."
Handing me a few Kleenex.
   I wiped my face and this time I felt no guilt what so ever pleasing my
Master and swallowing his load while standing up. I never even thought
about taking off my dog collar showing ownership to my Master Dan. We
finished dressing. "Same time tomorrow, Master?" I asked. "I'll take my
clothes off and I will be waiting for you in the nude."
   "That will be fine. Try you're best not to be tempted by all those hot
privates and Corporal Jones tonight." My Master laughed. "I am sure you
will be very tempted to let yourself go and let the worthless sex pig enjoy
himself. OH yes I almost forgot." Taking a bag with a hose attached putting
it in a paper bag and handing it to me. I want you to clean your ass out
tonight and again tomorrow morning. Fill the bag push the end of the hose
up your ass and let the water flow. Hold it in your ass a good fifteen
minutes before letting it out. Keep repeating until only clear water flows
out your ass." Tomorrow at three thirty pig boy." He said and then started
walking away, turned around with his gym bag in hand. "I'm bringing dad and
my older brother Jeff tomorrow. You have a worthless sex pig training ahead
in the next couple of weeks. Today's was only a sample what to expect the
next two weeks and don't forget about cleaning your ass out, it's very
important." He said turning around and heading around the school and out of
sight.
   I walked away heading back to camp remembering Private Nelson earlier
today and last night as well as Corporal Jones. I headed for my tent
putting the bag with the plastic bag and tube under the mattress before
heading for the mess tent.
   I was starving for some reason when I got back to camp heading to the
mess tent right away. The privates and Corporal Jones were all sitting down
when I walked in and took my seat at the end of the table. I did my best
not to stare at each and every hot private even though they were wearing
combat shirts. Thankfully they all had their sleeves rolled up to their
shoulders so I could feast my eyes on their bulging biceps. I'd have to do
something about the men wearing combat shirts from now on. "Did you all do
your chores?" I asked doing my best to show authority.
   "Yes Sargent Malta." They answered individually.
   "Its darn hot today, I suppose you're all sweaty and hot men." I asked
but knew I said it as a fact, not a question.
   "Yes Sargent." They answered but sounded unsure of themselves as if
wondering how they should answer me.
   "In that case I give you all permission to take off your combat shirts
and cool off." I said about to take off my own combat shirt, buttoned to my
neck.  Then I remembered the dog collar that indicated I was Master Dan's
sex slave.  He had forced me to wear and changed my mind.  I didn't want my
men to see the dog collar.
   The privates and Corporal Jones took off their combat shirts.  "Why
don't you take your combat shirt off Sargent Malta?"  Corporal Jones asked.
   "I'm fine for now and will be heading to my tent after dinner and take
off my combat shirt Corporal Jones."  I answered.
   I guessed I gave Corporal Jones a good answer because he didn't say
anything else.
   Private Nelson sitting half way down the table smiled and winked when he
didn't think anyone was looking taking off his combat shirt, making sure to
puff out his chest and flex his biceps not taking his eyes off me the
entire time. At the end of the table Corporal Jones had a big grin on his
face taking off his combat shirt along with the thirteen muscular
privates. I glanced at the six black muscular privates, who had the most
muscular bodies of all the privates, sweat covering their gleaming black
chests. Wow they looked hot. I caught myself whispering.
   "Did you say something?" Private Walker asked sitting to my right a
questionable look on his face.  I thought I heard you say something about
the black Privates cocks?  But it had to my imaginatin."
   "Of course not Private Walker. I'd never say anything about black men's
cocks.  Smarten up and don't let your imagination run away with you.  Don't
just sit there get up and fix me a plate and bring it back to me." I
ordered hoping Private Walker hadn't heard what I whispered.
   "Yes Sargent Malta." Private Walker stood up before leaning close
whispering in my ear grabbing a hold of his bulging crotch. "Mine isn't
small and my balls haven't have any relief in days. Mind if I drop by your
tent later?" He asked smiling.
   I couldn't help looking at Private Walker's fist full of cock and balls
doing my best not to lick my lips. "Only if we keep it between the two of
us." I leaned over and whispered.
   "No problem cock sucker." Private Walker sneered sounding angry
whispered walking away before I had a chance to say anything for him
calling me a cock sucker. "How am I going to work this out with now three
of my hot soldiers lined up for me to blow, Private Nelson, Corporal Jones
and now Private Walker. I have to admit the one that was turning me on the
most was Private Walker the way he sneered and looked like he was a take
charge kind of guy, just what the doctor ordered.
   I finished eating heading back to my tent sitting down waiting and
wondering which one of the three would show up first. Hopefully they
wouldn't all show up at the same time, not that it mattered they all were
coming for the same reason. I took my boots and socks off debating whether
I should take my combat pants and jock-strap off, deciding to leave them
on. My cock had been rock hard ever since they had taken off their combat
shirts, feasting my eyes on Corporal Jones muscular body and as well as the
Privates.
   I was still half debating about taking off my combat pants when the tent
flap opened and in walked Private Nelson. He walked to where I was sitting
massaging the front of his combat pants. "Fuck I need this." He said. "Do
you want me to take off my boots, socks, combat pants and jock strap or
just to shove my combat pants and jock-strap down cock sucker?" Private
Nelson asked rubbing his muscular chest and stomach before flexing each of
his biceps. "I know you like looking at my muscular body cock sucker."
   "Get nude Stud." I answered licking my lips. "I want to feast my eyes on
your hairy, muscular legs as well. Do you mind if I get comfortable by
taking off my boots and pants. I'll keep my jock-strap on if looking at my
cock and balls turns you off."
   "Go ahead cock sucker I could give a shit if you take your jock-strap
off or not. I'm not here to look at your body or private parts. "Just
fucking hurry up. You really think I'm a stud don't you Sargent?"  Private
Nelson asked.
   "That's because you are a hot hunky stud Private." I answered untying my
boots taking them off as well as my socks. I pushed my combat pants and
jock-strap off freeing my hard cock letting my balls swing freely. I looked
up when I had finished stripping at Private Walker flexing his biceps
standing in front of me totally nude. His good sized eight inch thick cock
pressed against his wash board stomach oozing lovely pre-cum. "May I?"
Reaching up wrapping my hand around his big cock and pulling it down.
   "That's the reason I'm here cock sucker. Wrap those pretty lips around
my cock bitch." He harshly said still flexing his biceps. "Look at my hot
body when you suck my dick slut. Massage my hot muscles, I know you dig
them."
   I opened my mouth wide leaning forward taking his huge cock head into my
mouth tasting his delicious salty pre-cum. "Mmmmmmmmmmm." I moaned pushing
my head forward swallowing even more of Private Walker's cock. I felt as
his big cock head entered my throat with ease, unlike the first time I had
my Master's big cock in my mouth.
   "Shit that feels great. You really do know how to suck cock. You must
have had a lot of practice. How long have you been a fag, Malta?" Private
Walker gasped knowing I couldn't answer him with his cock half way down my
throat. I kept shoving my head forward until his big balls smacked my
bottom lip.
    "Damn no prostitute took my cock in their throat. This is amazing." He
reached down grabbing a hold of my head between his hands the same time I
pulled my head away from his big cock. I couldn't resist placing my hands
on his sweaty covered muscular chest, beginning to massage them. At the
same time Private Walker shoved his hips forward pulling my head sliding
his cock down my throat. "Fuck yes hot."  He loosened my head allowing me
to pull my head back with his cock sliding out of my throat until only his
large cock head was remaining in my mouth.
   Private Walker had just been shoving his muscular hips forward the same
time I continued massaging his chest. "Fuck I thought only the Corporal and
I were in on this. It looks like you didn't have to spread the word around
your a cock sucker, you did it yourself. How's his throat feel Walker?"
Private Nelson asked sitting on my cot taking his boots off before standing
up shoving his combat pants down his legs to his feet followed by his
bulging jock-strap. His cock equally as big a cock as Private Walker's
pushed out slapping his wash-board stomach. So far the cocks I had seen or
was now swallowing were an average of eight inches, thick and juicy.
   "Good." Private Walker grunted shoving his hips forward with his cock
sliding the rest of the way down my throat until his big balls were
smacking on my bottom lip.
   "The fag never mentioned anything about you and you're saying Corporal
Jones is in on this as well.  Fuck fag, you're a regular slut." Private
Nelson grunted holding my head his cock down my throat.
   "The fags hot at it I see." The tent door opening, Corporal Jones
walking in. "It's a regular orgy in here. Do you take it up the ass?" He
asked.  ++++++++++++
   I hadn't expected the question and couldn't answer with Private Nelson
pulling his thick cock out of my throat until only his big cock head was in
my mouth.  I pulled back Private Nelson's cock head popping out my mouth.
"No way Corporal.  I don't take it up the ass."  I said but for some reason
my ass hole began to pucker as if it had a mind of it's own.  "I'd love to
have a big cock inside me."

   "Don't think it would be a very good idea anyway Corporal Jones.  It's
probably full of shit and you wouldn't want your cock covered in shit."
Private Walker said shoving his hips forward causing me to swallow half his
cock.  "Besides I'm fucking his tight throat and it's terrific."  He was
picking up speed pulling his cock out of my mouth except his cock head and
ramming it down my throat. I could barely massage his muscular chest he was
fucking my throat so fast and hard.  "Damn I'm fucking close already, its
been a hell of time since I dumped my load."

   "I'm next Corporal Jones, I got hear before you so don't try to pull
rank, besides I found out Malta's a fag before anyone else."  Private
Nelson shouted.

   "Keep your voice down Nelson, we don't want every private in the camp
here."  Corporal Jones whispered putting his boots and socks beside the cot
standing up pushing his combat pants followed by his packed jock-strap down
to his knees.  His cock was the largest I'd seen rock hard so far.  It had
to close to nine thick inches. I gobbled down Private Walker's cock
thinking about swallowing Corporal Jones big cock.

   I knew Private Walker was close his balls rising, cock growing thicker.
"I'm cumming."  He grunted feeling his cock vibrating in my throat. He
pulled his cock out of my throat filling my mouth with a couple of big
loads.  I swished it around in my mouth while he pulled his cock out
spurting another couple of loads on my face.  "Shit look at him, swishing
my load in his mouth.  He must like my cum."

   I swallowed Private Walker's big load.  "You bet I do Stud, it's
delicious."  I said licking my lips.  "Tasty but what are you standing
around Private Nelson, get over here and shove that lovely big thick cock
in my mouth."

   "Sure thing fag."  Private Nelson answered walking in front of me and
shoving his cock in my open mouth taking a hold of my head like Private
Walker had done.  "I'm so fucking horny I have a feeling I'm won't be able
to hold back shooting my load."

   "Don't worry Nelson."  Private Walker said.  "I'm positive the fag won't
say no to blowing us all more than once.  Will you fag?"  Private Walker
asked his rock hard cock pressed against his muscular stomach.  Just nod
your head if we get to fuck your hot throat again or even three times."

   I looked out the corner of my eyes while Private Nelson shoved his cock
down my throat and did my best to nod my head up and down.  I wished I
could have answered him, I'd have said.  "You bet I'll suck your cocks more
than once.  As many times as the three of you need to shoot your big
loads."  If the privates and corporal were going to be anything like my
Master Dan they'd take a long time shooting their seconds loads.  That
would feel even better having more time to enjoy massaging their muscular
chests, stomachs and even their muscular legs.  With that thought I reached
down with my hands rubbing my hands over Private Nelson's muscular legs,
especially after the long hike today.
   "It's even hot watching. Wow hot watching the fag's neck ballooning
taking on the shape of your big cock Nelson especially your big cock head
sliding up and down his neck." Corporal Jones said kneeling down beside me
staring at my neck.
   "Shit you're right Corporal Jones. I never saw this in any porno before
and the women are supposed to be professionals. They're nothing compared to
Malta." Private Walker said kneeling on the other side of me staring at my
neck.
   "I've got to look at this when Corporal Jones fucks his throat." Private
Nelson groaned pulling his cock out of my throat before ramming it deep
inside my throat. His balls pulled up and his cock thickened indicating his
approaching orgasm. He gripped my head even tighter. "I'm cumming big
time." He shouted his cock vibrating in my throat pulling it out giving me
a juicy load to swish around in my mouth before shooting a couple more
loads all over my face. "Your up next Corporal." Backing up his throbbing
cock still drooling thick cum.
   I swallowed Private Nelsons big thick delicious load before opening my
mouth while Corporal Jones held my head shoving his thick nine inch cock in
my mouth. He shoved hard until his cock was all the way down my throat with
his low hanging balls smacking my bottom lip. He grunted and groaned
continuing to fuck my throat while Private Walker kneeled on one side of me
and Private Nelson on my other side. "Shit your right guys. Damn look at
the way his neck balloons out and damn that's one huge cock head you have
Jones."
   In no time Corporal Jones was moaning and groaning shooting his big load
down my throat probably directly into my stomach. He pulled out giving me a
nice juicy thick load to swish around in my mouth before spurting a couple
more loads on my face. My face must have been plastered with cum by then.
   "Me again." Private Walker said eagerly walking in front of me.
   "Shouldn't you let the fag have a break first Walker." Private Nelson
said.
   "Why?" Private Walker asked. "He can rest after we're finished emptying
our balls. Besides look at the eager look on his face. You want more cock
rammed down your throat. Don't you fag?"
   "You bet I do. I love all you studs fucking my throat and massaging your
hard bodies." I licked my lips. "Don't just stand there Walker shove that
big cock in my mouth and down my throat." I said opening my mouth wide.
   Once more I was in cock heaven as Private Walker took control of my
throat ramming his cock slowly in and out of my throat. Shit you have been
fucking his throat for at least a half hour." Private Nelson
complained. "Hurry the fuck up."
   "I'm close, it won't be long now." Private Walker moaned shoving his
cock down my throat one last time his balls pulling up cock thickening and
vibrating in my throat. "I'm cumming."
   My mouth filled with yet another big load swishing it around while
another four big loads blasted all over my face. I swallowed his big load.
   The moment Private Walker stepped to one side Private Nelson took his
place shoving his cock down my throat. He fucked my throat for a good half
hour before dumping his load before filling my mouth and spurting load
after load all over my face. I could no longer see with my eyes filled with
thick cum.  Corporal Jones took Private Nelson's place fucking my throat
for at least a half hour before shooting his nice big load in my throat on
my mouth and all over my face.
   My knees were getting sore by then as well as my throat but my mind was
still enthused not wanting the three muscular studs to end fucking my
throat. "I guess the three of you are all cummed out." I said looking first
at Private Walker then Private Nelson and lastly at Corporal Jones who's
cocks were once more rock hard drooling even more pre-cum. "My knees are
killing me as well as my back being in the same position so long." I said
hoping one of them would suggest fucking me in a different position.
   "I have an idea how about standing up and leaning over the dresser with
your head and we can stand on the other side and feed you our cocks."
Corporal Jones suggested.
   "Fine with me." I answered right away not giving any one else a chance
to say anything. And so it was. The three studs took turns fucking my mouth
and throat with my head hanging over the edge of the dresser. After a
couple of hours later Private Walker, Private Nelson and Corporal Jones
shot their first big loads filling my stomach not to mention my face
plastered in cum.
   All three looked drained at long last. Their cocks wilting and balls
deflated. "Let the Sargent have some sleep." Corporal Jones said pulling
his combat pants on, not bothering with his jock strap. He picked up his
boots with his socks inside heading for the tent flap. Privates Walker and
Nelson following close behind. I put on my combat pants heading for the
latrine for a needed leak before remembering the bag to clean out my ass. I
cleaned my ass out until the water came out clear. I went to the showers
cleaning the sweat and cum from my face and body. Finally in the wee hours
of the morning I flopped in bed falling to sleep my head full of questions
of what tomorrow would bring. Remember the training has only just begun.
Sargent Malta still has close to two more weeks under his Master Dan's
training and he has promised to bring his dad and older brother Jeff
tomorrow.

End of Chapter 3.