Date: Sun, 25 Feb 2007 03:11:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Aihu Fist <aihufist@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kyle the closet queen of Miami  part 11  by Aihu Fist

Copyright 2006 Aihu Fist. All Rights Reserved.


     The colonel left in a hurry but confident of his new prize. I can tell
this story because Rodolpho told Juan and the latter told me everything he
could remember.

As soon as Rodolpho entered the barracks he was fear stricken. It wasn't as
he had imagined it. I was a dark place and he immediately wanted to leave
the place had he could. The colonel must have sensed his anxiety and
stroked the boy over the head and said: come on, don't worry, I will give
you the privilege to show you around and you'll be the first cadet to enter
my office.

Rodolpho swallowed the lump in his throat and followed the shiny black
boots all the way up to the office. Some soldiers passed him by saluting
the colonel very respectfully.

In a flash Rodolpho thought:- Yes, a nice uniform, that's what I like about
the army. My parents would be proud if I turned up like that in the
village.

The office was big and behind the desk the colonel took a seat in a
swiveling leather chair. Behind him the portrait of National hero Simon
Bolivar. Rodolpho thought he was very handsome.

-Sit down, the colonel said.

Rodolpho had no clue how gorgeous he was. he sat there innocently in a
chair in front of the colonel's desk with his legs wide open. His crotch was
huge. The colonel didn't know whether that was just what was inside that
made it so big or because of the fabric of the trousers.

-Do you like my office, Rodolpho?

-Yes, sir.

-Do you know that the chair you sit on had many famous people sitting on?

-No sir. Who sir?

-Well, the pope came to see me once. There is Sylvester Stallone and our
president Evo Morales, when he was a soldier. He was really cute, you know.

Oops, there the colonel gave himself away.

-I mean he was, strong like any campesino, well built and very popular with
the girls and boys. You see, to become a cadet one must go through a
commission of people who judge your strength and body. Since you have not
been registered in time and we are in the midst of it, it will prove very
difficult to let you in this time of the year.

But I can make an exception. How much do you like to become a soldier,
Rodolpho?

-Very very much, sir.

-I see, well, let me think.

The colonel got up and walked away from his chair toward Rodolpho. He got
behind the boy and placed his hands on his shoulders.

-Hmmm, not bad, these shoulders can take quite some pressure. Please stand up
and turn around, boy.

Rodolpho was up in a sec and looked frightened into the man's face who was
very serious now. He twisted the edge of his mustache and sized the boy up.

-If you want this so badly, you must accept me as one of those doctors who
will check you up. Are you willing to do that, son?

Rodolpho still had no clue what the colonel had in mind. And innocently
said: -yes sir, of course.

The colonel walked to the door and locked it. He drew the curtains and
switched on the light. The office had turned into something rather
cozy. Now it looked like it was night already. The colonel had positioned
himself in front of the door and asked Rodolpho to walk in a straight line
toward him. Then he had to untie his shoe laces and get rid of his socks
and do the same thing.

-Very well done, boy. You have a steady walk. Now I must see this without
clothes on. I want to see every fiber of your muscles move and see whether
you have any shortcomings in your body movement.

Despite the fact that Rodolpho had been fucked by me, apparently he did not
deduct anything from the man's orders that could lead him to think that
this was another foreplay to a sexual assault. Rodolpho stood nearly naked
but for his y-fronts.

-I mean naked, Rodolpho, absolutely naked.

The last bit dropped beside his feet who were wrinkled like an old man's
face, scorched by the sun and.

-Ok. Now walk again up and down three times.

Rodolpho walked fast, walking his last line toward the colonel where he was
halted.

-Are you healthy Rodolpho or do you hide some disease for me?

-No sir, I am hundred percent ok.

-Fine, that's what I want to hear. OK, now move back a bit and look at the
ceiling, your chin high up like a soldier.

Good. Turn around and bend over touching your feet with both your hands and
stay like that until I tell you to do something else.

Rodolpho stood legs widespread holding on to his toes. The colonel must
have smiled when he saw the taut butt and the pink hole of that young
boy. Nevertheless, Rodolpho shivered when he felt the military's hand brush
over his cheeks. The man squeezed his butt real hard.

-Your butt muscles are taut, which will make you a good runner. Another
finger followed the length of his spine to his neck where again he squeezed
the boy.

Very nice, exactly what the army needs. You got a bull's neck, strong and
broad enough to carry a drum. Yes, I will turn you in a drummer boy.

You will be my drummer boy. Get up boy and turn around young man. He looked
into his eyes and asked him: Do you know what drummer boys do?

-Yes, sir. They drum to give courage to the soldiers during the war.

-Exactly. Could you do that?

-Yes sir!

-You will have the prettiest uniform ever.

There was along silence, nearly unbearable.

-Look boy, your body is perfect to me. I see no handicaps at all, but
everything has it's price in life. One must study hard to get somewhere or
one is a rich man's son and one pays for the studies. You will get all the
training that you need, but you will share your time with me at all times.

-Yes sir, the boy said with a smile of pride.

-Good.

Now his right hand descended slowly to the boy's groin. The colonel had
hold of Rodolpho's cock and pulled the skin back. The boy himself froze and
said nothing. He had goose pimples allover except on his cock. The cock
grew instantly to a huge pole because of the warmth of the colonel's hand.

-You see, a drummer boy sleeps with the colonel. That could be in bed or in
a tent when we have exercises. Did you know that?

-No sir.

-Any objections?

-Errrr.

-Any objections boy?

-No sir.

-I knew you wouldn't have any. Have you ever been fucked boy?

-No sir.

-What, are you sure you are virgin?

-Yes, sir.

-Ok, then we will find out straight away. Why don't you come over here and
grab the desk from the side and hold on to it firmly. Push your bottom far
behind. I want to see your ass real well.

Now Rodolpho stood in a position he had not imagined ever to be in the
barracks. The colonel sucked his own finger and rubbed the boy's sphincter
slowly making circles nearly counting every rib of it. Then gradually the
finger moved in and Rodolpho sighed as if he was going to moan.

The finger was halfway in, when Rodolpho pleaded for him to stop right
there.

-You are going to be a drummer boy?

-Yes sir.

-Then that is what you will do also after you drummed the whole day, I will
put my drum stick up your little alley. You got that?

-Yes sir.

-Ok. Then here I come.

He heard the colonel unbuttoning his fly and grab his cock. The came the
sound of a cough that vomited a wad of phlegm on his fingers that smeared
it all in and out of the boy's crack. The head was fast to hit the entrance
and got rid of any bodily objections to his visit.

There he went on moving in and out occasionally making the boy moan and push
back his loins. But the colonel had no mercy; he was going to make this boy
his. With push and shove his dick grew harder and harder until he shuddered,
wasting al he had in the boy's ass. The loins kissed the cheeks and the
cheeks sucked up the sweat from the groin and fat dark pubic hair.

-God you're good. Nearly as good as the Jew. You will meet him tonight,
Rodolpho. He will help me prepare you for rougher work and education in the
drummer boy's game. Now get dressed and follow me.

Rodolpho jumped in his clothes and walked like a raped cat behind the
colonel's heels down to the patio into a dark compound. The door went open
squeaking. A flood of light was released when the colonel pressed a
button. There straight in the middle sat Kyle in army fatigues and beret on
a double bed reading a gay porn magazine.

-Someone new, Kyle.

Kyle frowned his brow and seemed to be a bit blinded by the bright
light. He got up and walked up to the boy.

-Wow, he is neat. Where did you get him from, colonel?

-Where do you think?

-No way, from the guest house?

-Yes, he is Juan's little friend.

Kyle grabbed his own crotch and rubbed it real hard.

-Are you getting hard, Kyle?

-Yes, colonel, what do you think? It has been a ages since I had a young
but like that.

-Well he is all yours, correction, all ours. I want you to turn him into
the best drummer boy ever.

-Oh, you mean that? No problem, I can handle that.

-Good, so I have fun and you have fun. I give you a month to make a proper
drummer out of him and if you fail, you what is awaiting you, don't you?

-Oh, sir, don't do that again, please I beg you, not me, you have plenty of
others to choose from here. I show you right now what this boy can do.

You, boy, open your mouth quickly.

Rodolpho did so and Kyle glued his lips on the boy's and cluthce his tongue
around his own.

-Open my fly, fast.

Rodolpho had picked up well what to do and din't hesitate a second. Kyle's
fly stood gaping.

He released Rodolpho's sensual lips and pushed the boy down onto his knees.

-Find my drum stick, quick boy.

The thin but short fingers found what they were looking for and brought it
out in the open air.

-Now blow me, boy, hard.

Rodolpho looked puzzled.

-Suck me dammit; don't you understand any English at all?

Kyle didn't wait and rammed his cock into the boy's trap and fuckholed him
at the speed of light.

-This is good colonel, he is cut out for it, no problem, in 2 weeks I am
ready with him. The back side will take a bit of time, but I will open him
up for you so you can ride him any time.

-Good, that's set then. I will leave him with you. He must get used to
sleeping with other men.

-You hear that boy? Kyle asked him.

-You must get used of sleeping, which means fucking with many men, but
first us. Here take it like a soldier, suck it well now, because I want to
feel all of your tongue lapping up my dickhead. Slowly now, yeeees, now hoo
hoold ooooon, aaaaghghhghghgh, tooo late. You made me come!!!!

-See you later Kyle.

The colonel left them.

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