Date: Tue, 09 Mar 2004 10:06:10 -0700
From: Greg Young <afgreg@hotmail.com>
Subject: Air Force Memories 19

Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don't
have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST!!!

This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If
Homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not
continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy,
but you proceed at your own risk.

This is a story of the 1950's, and as such the characters are not bound
by the usual dictates of modern society, as sex was fairly safe between
males at that time. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken today with
impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation
and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily.

For obvious reasons the names have been changed, and also the chronology
has been shortened in order to tighten the story up.

I wish to dedicate this to Garth Wells, my mentor, without him this
story would never have been written.  He is a great writer himself and
has given me encouragement and help all through this, my first attempt
at writing.  I also want to acknowledge Pete Brown and Bill Smith whose
stories have given me so much pleasure.

I also need to add my thanks to all those who have written and
encouraged me.

I hope that you will find the following worthwhile.

Air Force Memories 19

Sunday was still sultry, so Dick, Joe and I lounged around nude both
inside and out, they were interested in what had happened and had me go
over and get Kestitus to come and talk with them.  He explained that
Nick was resting and he would be taken care of, that he, Kestitus would
be his mentor and protector and see that no harm came to him, while at
the same time making him realize he was now more of a man than he had
ever been.

We could tell Kestitus was sincere in his statements and felt that
things would turn out for the best after all.  Tony came by in the
afternoon and said that most of the tension seemed to have dissipated
with the rape of Nick.  We all talked for a while and then Tony's
wandering hand found my cock and the next thing we knew the four of us
were involved in a daisy chain, with Joe sucking Dick, Dick sucking me,
I sucked Tony and Tony sucked Joe.  We took our time and licked and
sucked the balls and ass crack of the person we were involved in and
after a long time we began to spurt our cum down each other's throats.
After cumming we still sucked on the balls and asses of our partners, it
was a most enjoyable way to spend a couple of hours on a hot afternoon.

I threw on some shorts and went over to the club, there were quite a few
of the airmen there and all seemed to be in a real good mood, this was a
change from earlier in the week and I took it as a sign the tension was
lessening, at least for them.  I of course recognized many of them from
their assault on Nick, but by mutual unspoken agreement we did not
acknowledge each other until we had been introduced.  One of the shocks
I had gotten in observing the rape of Nick was the fact that both Dick
Thomas and Gene Woltz had taken part in the abuse.  I would have sworn
that both were as straight as could be, but now I looked on their close
friendship with a different eye.  They could be lovers but then on the
other hand just close friends.  I decided not to pursue it as did not
want to lose the friendship I had with them.  Figured if they wanted to
tell me they could, as am sure they knew of my alliance with the
MacGregor.  They came in and joined me and we discussed the weather, my
flying, when I would be going to Pusan to have more work done on my
face, that I did not know, what would come of the conference the colonel
and the others were attending and of course when would the weather turn
decent again.  Everyone was going on as if the activity in the showers
Friday evening and night and on Saturday never took place.  However,
after seeing almost all of the airmen naked and either fucking Nick's
mouth or ass, I had a pretty good understanding of how they looked under
the clothes they may wear.  While I had seen most of them taking a
shower it was different seeing them with their cocks erect and fucking
either a mouth or an ass, and I knew I would always look at them,
especially those I worked with just a bit differently than I used to.  I
just hoped that in remembering them I would not get a hardon and
embarrass myself in front of them.  These were all men in the prime of
life and their bodies were in excellent physical shape, someone should
know that you do not throw such men together with no sexual outlet and
not expect something to happen with them in their close quarters.  I was
always amazed at how they never seemed to have any disagreements over
who was with whom or for whom.  They seemed to have an unsigned
agreement that they would get along.  Makes one have some faith in the
human race after all.

Because of the weather it had been several days since I had been up to
the gym, so I ate an early dinner and walked up to work out.  It seemed
to be just a tad bit cooler to me as I went to the building and for this
I was thankful.  I had only worn shorts to walk over, as all the brass
was gone and no one to really care.  I began my workout and after a
while was surprised to see Song-San come in.  I did not know he was
there, we chatted for a while and he told me he had just returned from
taking the prisoner for a four mile run.

He said he would watch and spot me on some of the weights and then if I
wanted to work on the rings or horse he would stay.  I thanked him and
spent the next hour working out and then did some routines on the rings,
finishing up with some floor exercises.  My white shorts were soaked and
had turned transparent.  Since I had nothing on under them my cock and
balls were readily seen.  Song-San reached over and pulled my shorts
down, bending down he began to kiss and nibble on my left nipple as one
hand worked on the right nipple and the other hand fondled my cock and
balls.  He soon had me moaning and pushing me down on them mats began to
lave and kiss my cock and balls, licking the sweat that had collected
there, then he cleaned my ass crack of sweat and spent some time
tonguing my asshole.  He moved back and began to suck up and down one
side of my cock and then the other, he would move up to the head and run
his tongue under my foreskin as he kissed the cockhead.  He was giving
me good head and soon had me moaning with lust.  He worked on my cock
and balls as his hands played with my nipples and asshole.  He soon had
me to the point where I could feel my balls drawing up and I shot my cum
into his mouth.  As the last spurts ended he cleaned my cock and lifting
my legs rammed his cock into my ass.  I yelped as he had prepared me
very well and there was a very sharp pain as he pushed in past the
sphincter muscle.  He wasted no time as his hips were working like a
pile driver and he shot his cock in and out of my ass.  After about ten
minutes he pushed his cock all the way in and I could feel it expand as
his cum was shot into me.  He kept his cock inside me until it softened
and fell out of its own accord.  We got up and used the shower to get
clean and then he invited me to look in on the prisoner.

The general had left instructions on how to handle the man while he was
gone and they had been carried out.  He had steel rings permanently in
place in the muscle behind each nipple as well as a smaller ring through
the nipple itself.  There had been small rings placed in the foreskin on
each side of the cockhead where the general had put fishhooks and
another ring in the base of the scrotum.   A two-inch band was installed
separating his balls from the base of his cock.  He was pumped up from
his run and Song-San informed that when he was taken out for his run
two-pound weights were hung on the back steel nipple rings, a chain was
run through the rings on the foreskin and another two-pound weight
attached, and then a ball parachute was put in place, and a one-pound
weight attached to the ring in the scrotum and a ten-pound weight to the
parachute harness and he was then forced by a belt around his waist
which was attached to the back of a bicycle to maintain a running speed
of whatever the man on the bike decided.  Since he had not been able to
maintain the required speed during his run upon the return the weights
on his nipples and scrotum had been changed to five-pound weights and
the parachute weight was changed to twenty-pounds.  The chain connecting
his foreskin had the weight removed and another chain going up through a
pulley in the ceiling was attached, the other end of the chain had a
ten-pound weight, which pulled and stretched his cock up and out, to add
to his pain he was spread eagle with his arms attached to chains from
the ceiling and his legs held apart by a spreader bar as they swung
about three inches above the floor.  Song-San said I was just in time to
watch the flogging as two muscular men with cats-o-nine-tails began to
give him ten lashes apiece.  As each stroke hit his back or front he
swayed back and forth causing his weights to swing and the pulley on his
cock to move up and down.  They had put a penis gag in his mouth so that
all you could hear was the slap of the whips against his bare body.
When the lashes were completed cold salt water was thrown on his body
and he was left to hang by his hands until they let him down to sleep.
Once again I was struck by sadistic nature of mankind.

I told Song-San I would see him again the next day and trotted back to
the compound, grabbed a towel and went to the showers, turned the water
on hot and tried to let it wash me clean again.  While I was there
Kestitus and Nick came in.  Nick was looking much better, his balls were
about normal but still red, he had one or two bruises showing and his
nipples were still swollen and puffy, but he had a smile on his face and
did not seem to be bothered a bit by the fact that Kestitus had a couple
of fingers up his ass.  Kestitus told Nick to bend over and spread his
ass for me, he did and I was amazed to see that his asshole was back to
normal, I thought it would be forever open.  Apparently Strasser had
given him some cream and other things to help him heal.  He told me he
was so happy that Kestitus was going to mentor him and that he would
forever be in his debt.  Such a change from the insolent kid of a couple
of days ago.  I wished them luck and left for my barracks and bed.

Monday I went up to the gym right after breakfast as wanted to be at the
compound in the evening in case the others got back early.  No such
luck.  The day was long, but not quite as hot and miserable as earlier
ones, apparently the monsoon rains had helped cool us off a little.

Tuesday afternoon the others flew back in and we once again were at our
full complement.  I had helped Dick and Joe put their beds back in the
right places and Joe had issued and order on Monday that all barracks
were to be cleaned and ready for and inspection on Wednesday, as he
wanted to show the colonel that we had not been idle while was gone.
The men cleaned with a gusto, as they knew they had been rather lazy the
past week with not much to do.  Everyone wanted to give the colonel a
good impression of the men he had left on their own that they could and
would take care of themselves and where they lived.  In fact the
barracks were probably cleaner than they had been in over a year by the
time they got through.  Padgett walked through and complemented them
saying he was really proud to be associated with such men.

The colonel left word that as the men ate dinner they were to be
requested to be at the theater/chapel at 2000 as the colonel had some
news for them.  Since he seldom if ever called for all at once everyone
was curious and all showed up.  The colonel told us that he had been
able to finagle a Quonset hut and the cement for a foundation so they
could have a recreation building, he also was able to get some financing
to pay for Koreans to do the grunt work on the building and once it was
completed, they would get one and maybe two pool tables and more
equipment later.  This was met with a stunned silence and then prolonged
cheers for the colonel.  He said he knew a barracks inspection was set
for tomorrow, but if it was alright with the men he would do it half an
hour.  Since the barracks were ready and only need slight work the men
agreed as then that would be over and they would not have to worry about
it again for quite a while.

The colonel was most pleased with the inspection and had a notice posted
that if the weather was good there would be a beach party this coming
weekend.  I could hardly wait to get the MacGregor alone to find out
what had happened and why all of them seemed so pleased when they
returned from the conference.

I finally got Alex to walk down to the library with me, but before I
could question him he was kissing me and stripping my clothes off,
dropped down and took my cock in his mouth and reaching up played with
my nipples, when I was good and hard he tore off his clothes lay down on
his back and pulling me down on him guided my cock to his asshole.  This
was the first time this had happened and as my cock entered into him he
gave a big contented sigh and I began to move my hips back and forth
sliding my cock in and out of his clutching ass ring.  He bucked his
hips up and his ass crashed into me as I slid my cock into him, we
perfected a rhythm as I pile drove into his ass.  I reached down and
kissed him as I fucked and our tongues slid back and forth in each
others mouth, then I began to kiss and lick his nipples, he pushed me up
and with his hands grabbed and pulled and twisted my nipples causing
exquisite pain and sending messages to my cock which grew larger.  I
alternated between short and long strokes and even pulled completely out
several times, as he cried "NO fuck me hard."  What could I do but give
in to his wishes.  I must have fucked him for a good half-hour before I
could feel the cum rising up my cock and I slammed into him as the first
burst of cum shot from my piss slit.  Several more strong bursts and
then some dribbles, but I let my cock grow soft before withdrawing.  I
had not noticed that he had spewed his cum while I was fucking him and I
leaned down to lick the cooling sperm from his chin, chest, cock and
balls.  He took my cock into his mouth and cleaned it of the cum and ass
juices still on it and then kissing me deeply told me how much he had
missed me.

I tried to get him to tell me of the conference, but all he would say
was that it went well for us and that things should improve, also that
the colonel was really working to get things which would improve the
morale of all the men and not make them feel so isolated and alone in
such a strange country.  He did not know how much could be accomplished
but felt that a good beginning had been made.  He also told me that our
First Sergeant was due for rotation soon and that the colonel had
requested and was likely to get an exceptional replacement, which should
please all.

We dressed and walked back up the hill and over to the club where most
of the others were relaxing and enjoying being back in their own
surroundings.  Most of us had changed after dinner so there was an array
of shorts, sleeveless undershirts, MacGregor's kilt and other
miscellaneous pieces of clothing seen.  Alex said the whole time they
had been at the conference, regardless of the weather they had all been
required to wear the summer weight wool uniform with jacket, and it was
nice to be comfortable again.  I told him we had been practically a
clothing optional base while he was gone, and he said, "I thought that
was normal here".  He wanted to know if anything had happened and I told
him other than Joe and Dick getting together it had been quiet and that
I had had one experience with Song-San.  He said that the men seemed not
so tense and I informed him that the monsoon had cooled things down and
everyone felt better.  He bought off on my explanation, which was the
one Joe, Dick, and I had settled on in case there were questions about
the mens behavior.  Everyone seemed to be in a good mood and we all
finally staggered off to bed.



The next day as I was finishing my work out I could hear screams coming
from down the hall, I ran down and could determine they were coming from
the prisoner's room.  As I reached it the door opened and one of the men
motioned me inside.  Apparently he had angered the general again as this
time after his run they had strung him up and attached the weights to
his nipples but had taken his scrotum and spread it out on a wooden
block and were hammering large headed tacks through the scrotum and into
the wood, the tacks began at the back of the sack came around on each
side and between the balls.  When they finished with the tacks, they
removed the table holding the block and let it swing free between his
spread legs, they attached a weight to the block and it pulled his
scrotum and balls down.  They now began to whip his back and front and
even aimed their whips at his cock, which was being pulled up, and out
by the chain through the ceiling pulley.  They did not gag him but
seemed to get pleasure out of who could make him scream the loudest.
After the whipping one of them grabbed a large dildoe, which had
protrusions on it and shoved it up his ass, he screamed as the large
dildoe scrapped his tender anal lining. They laughed and giving his
tacked down balls a hit with their fists left him hanging.  I followed
them out and went back to gather up my things and return to the compound.

It was hard for me to forget what I had seen the day before when the
colonel told me that the general was expecting me after dinner that
evening.  I knew I was not as pumped up as I had been, and that the scar
on my face was distracting, but also knew I had no choice but to go see
the general.

Leaving my uniform on after dinner I trudged over the generals
headquarters, one of his aides smiling and bowing ushered me into the
generals office and closed the door.

The general was all smiles when I entered; he was dressed just in a
kimono, he came over and began removing my clothes, when that was done
he placed his hand on my chin and turning his head softly began kissing
my lips, and then gave me a deep kiss.  One hand slipped down to my
exposed cock and balls and he lightly grazed his fingertips over them,
as our tongues swirled against each other I squealed within the kiss and
my body jerked as he sensation from my groin reached my brain.

The general lowered his mouth to my right nipple tonguing it slowly.  I
took a deep breath moaning as the air was expelled from my lungs.  The
general seemed to enjoy the shudders my body was going through as he
continued to lick my nipple, his fingers now teasing the other one.

My body was arching, the general had never done this to me before, where
had he learned it and why was he being such a lover to me, this was a
direct change from the way he had treated me before.  Could I trust him
or not?

He broke from me and moving to his desk picked up a pair of lined
leather cuffs, which had a chain with clasps at each end serving to
secure the cuffs.  Another clasp was linked as to connect the two cuffs
together.  I guessed he had not changed after all.  He cuffed my wrists
and attached each wrist overhead to one of the columns in the room.
This column had small metal dowels and I was stretched up, unable to
pull my arms down.  Using other straps at my waist, mid thigh and ankles
I was snugly bound to the column.

The general began to lightly kiss my body, mouth, armpits, sides,
nipples, navel were all subjected to light kisses and licks.  He would
press his lips into my flesh and wiggle about flicking his tongue or
suckling and pressing against me.  I shivered in reaction, and after a
few minutes he continued teasing me with his mouth, but began a light
grazing of my body with his hands.

He started at my waist on both sides and slowly slid his hands upwards;
barely touching my skin.  The sensations caused by his light touch were
acutely agonizing and were sending ripples through my body.  I went from
shivers to trembling to shuddering as the feelings of his fingers just
grazing my body hit my nerves and set them on edge.  As his fingers slid
further up, my shudders became more pronounced.  The grazing fingers hit
my armpits, and then slowly replaced their trip in reverse.  His tongue
grazing my right nipple then slid across my chest to the left nipple.

The general then slid his fingers, barely touching my skin downward,
beginning with the hollow of my armpits.  He slid his tongue across my
chest, twirling it as he went until it was in the middle of my right
armpit.  His tongue slowly circled the pits hollow and the effect on me
was electric.  He pressed his tongue more firmly into my flesh, whirling
it slowly, his fingers moved to my left armpit in slow sliding movement,
which was sensually exciting.  The combination of his tongue in the
hollow of my right pit and the fingers working their magic in my left
was causing me to become extremely sexually aroused, and I felt
sensations coursing through my body calling for release.


He had teased me for over fifteen minutes, which left me a sweat
drenched, twitching man with my erection painfully hard against my
stomach.  He now stood back and just looked at me, with what I could
only call lust in his eyes.  He brought a stool over and sitting on it,
his head was level with my chest.  He leaned forward, blowing his breath
on my nipples.  The prior teasing had left my nipples in a tingling,
hardened level of arousal, which had heightened their sensitivity.
Moaning I shivered as his tongue swiped against one nipple and a thumb
and finger grazed back and forth over the other.  The sensation only
hardened both nipples more, sending sexual shocks through my body.  I
gulped in air as the tongue stayed flat against the right nipple,
sliding over it, deepening its hardness, the thumb and finger on the
left nipple quickening there pace and causing the same effect.

The general quickly pulled back and switched, tonguing the left nipple
as his hand teased the right.  Every few minutes he would switch again,
the longer he did this more sensitive I became uttering deep guttural
growls.  After about twenty minutes of my shuddering and growling he
again began to use his fingertips to graze the hollows of my armpits.
The effect of the nipple teasing with the tickling of my pits jolted me,
and I cried out unintelligible sounds.

The general slid off the stool and continued the feverish lapping of my
nipples, his fingertips were splayed against my upper side's light
stroking and teasing me.  His fingertips glided down my sides, causing
me to buck in my restraints.  Still working on my sides with his
fingertips he began to softly suck and tease my nipples.  He held a
light suction while flicking and swirling his tongue around each erect
nipple.  This sent even deeper, lustful stimulation into my now highly
sex charged nerves.  Almost ten minutes went by until there was another
change.

The general had looked down and had seen that I was oozing a steady
stream of pre-cum from the slit in my rigid erection.  He slid down on
his knees and swallowed my rock hard cock.  His fingers kept up their
teasing on my upper thighs, and lower sides, as his head bobbed on my
erection.  He slid under the length of the cock, making sure to swirl
his tongue under the pulsing head.  My cock swelled even more as he
sucked, slurped, and moved his head up and down powerfully.  In a few
minutes I was pleading with him, and finally with my cock stretching to
its limits I erupted in a robust climax.  I shot was shooting hot, heavy
shots into the generals mouth, which he greedily swallowed, it seemed
forever as my hard-on vibrated his mouth, the cockhead spasming as it
went from heavy to small cum shots.  He gently lapped at my cock, as he
reached the cockhead he pulled my foreskin back from the head and began
gliding his lips over and back concentrating on the sensitized past
orgasmic head only.  He added suction and soon had me screaming.

He stood up and clamped his mouth on my right nipple again and resumed
his sucking his hands working on the left nipple.  My nipples had never
been so passionately stimulated, and were sending racing sexual feelings
to my cock, it became once again rigid and demanding and after twenty
minutes of tit torture, he again engulfed my cock in his mouth.  His
hands stroked the shaft, and between the mouth and hands I found myself
again shooting my cum into his mouth.  He held my cock in his mouth
until it went soft and slid out and then he fell backwards on the floor.

I could see that his cock was rampant, and if a few minutes he released
my from my bondage and helped me to lie on the floor, he kissed and
caressed my body, and then pushing me over on my back raised my legs,
and dove between them to kiss and lave my ass crack with his spit.  He
spent some time on the asshole and then kneeling between my legs he shot
his pelvis forward and imbedded his cock in my ass.  He fucked me for a
good half-hour as he once again played with my over sensitized nipples
and caused me to moan and throw my head about, both in ecstasy and
pain.  He ended with one final push and when he had shot his cum into me
brought his cock to my mouth for cleaning.  I gently slid my tongue up
and down and around the head and shaft cleaning if of any residual cum
and ass juices, he kissed me and drew me close.

After some time we dressed and he told me he was most glad to be back
and would see me again tomorrow.  As I left my mind was in turmoil, what
had happened to him, had he changed or was this some other way he
learned on how to torture and keep people off balance.  But I did know I
was drained and had enjoyed every minute I had been with him.

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