Date: Sun, 25 Jan 2004 10:13:46 -0700
From: Greg Young <afgreg@hotmail.com>
Subject: Air Force Memories 9

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 now 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 9

When I got in my room I stripped off my clothes and fell into bed to
sleep.  It was fitful as dreams of what had happened to me the past two
days kept intruding.  I finally got up about 1630, looked at my body and
saw that the lotions they had put on me had pretty much cleared up the
signs of the waxing, however, where the clothespins had been placed on
me and whipped off, it looked as if I had been bitten by hundreds of
mosquitoes.
I went to the shower, and was happy to see no one there, took a good hot
shower, dried and then used some of the lotion they had given on my
front where the waxing had been.  Especially on my nipples, cock and
balls.  Dressed and went to eat dinner, then back to try and get a good
nights sleep, after taking some of the pills I had been given.
Felt rested, but a little sore when my alarm went off, but was nothing I
could not handle, as long as I had the pain pills with me.

Shortly after lunch one of the Korean sergeants came in and said we
needed to go shopping and told me how much won I would need, we went to
the Officer's Club where I exchanged our script for the won.  I had
asked why we needed to go shopping and he said big rains were coming and
I needed to be prepared.

The driver of the jeep took us into Pusan proper and to what I thought
was a seedy part of town.  But with all the destruction during the war,
could not really judge.  We walked down an alley to a little store, and
going in saw it was full of rubber goods.  He spoke to the man there and
he left returning with several pair of rubber Korean boots, which came
up to mid calf, and some raincoats.  I found a pair of boots, which fit,
and then tried on the raincoats.  The raincoats were black, made of a
thin rubber with a cloth lining.  The sergeant told me it would keep the
rain from my uniforms and that the raincoat I had would not do the job.
I believed him and paying for the goods drove back to the base.
I noticed on the drive back that clouds were rolling in, and one point
where we could see the ocean it looked like the waves were getting
bigger as they hit the shore.

When we got back my sergeant said he was glad that I was now prepared
for the storm.
When I asked what storm, he informed that we might be in for a typhoon,
as it was the season.  Looking at him I asked: "And just how would you
know."  Grinning at me he said: "The radio, they are telling the United
Nations troops to batten down."  I felt like a fool.

By the time I left at 1700, the rain had started to fall and the winds
were really picking up. Put on the raincoat and carrying my boots went
to my room.  When I was ready to go eat the rain was quite steady and
the wind was blowing it around.  Noticed as it hit my face that it was
not cold rain I was used to but rather tepid, but it still stung when it
hit.
On the way back after eating, I could see the reason for the boots,
several of the men were wearing them as the ground was becoming a soggy
mess.  I spent a good hour cleaning and polishing my shoes when I got
home, and just hope they dried out all right.
The rain and the wind made sleeping fitful as the windblown rain sounded
like hailstones on the metal building.

I got up the next morning, feeling under like I was under water, the
humidity was so high, and the entire world around me was covered in
sheets of rain.  I heard a honking outside and opening the door saw my
jeep and driver.  I put on my boots and raincoat and ran to the jeep.
They had put the canvas top and sides up, but the rain still came in the
cracks.  But I was just glad I did not have to walk in the downpour. One
of the Koreans went out and got us lunch, so we did not have to leave
the building and I was most grateful.
When quitting time came, I had my driver take me to the club, where I
had an early dinner and he came back about 1900 to pick me up and take
me to my room.

The full-blown typhoon never did hit us, but what we got was bad enough
and lasted all week.  I was thankful for my driver and the consideration
all had shown me.  The packed dirt in our area had turned into a pudding
like consistency and you sank into it wherever you stepped.  I know
could see the reason for the boots and they were easily washed off and
required little upkeep.

I thought that with the rain and the condition of the roads and all that
this might be a free weekend, as I knew it would be my last.  I was to
be relieved the following Wednesday, weather permitting.

As I left the building my heart sank, there was the car waiting for me.
After changing, but putting the raincoat and boots back on I got in the
car.  This time I was not blindfolded, the rain ran down the windows
obscuring my sight of the outside.  The trip seemed shorter, apparently
before he had wound around the city, today we headed straight to where
we were going.  I surmised it was to the northeast in the mountains.
The roads were bad and he had a hard time with the car, but kept it on
the road.  We finally arrived and I was taken to the now familiar
dungeon room, stripped and hung by my wrists from the ceiling, a
spreader bar put between my legs and left where I could still stand on
the floor.

I noticed the two captains and the brothers were still with us, as they
were bound in most uncomfortable positions on the floor.

A couple of guards came in and going over to the brothers unbound them
and then stretched them out on St Andrews's crosses.  A kindly looking
older gentleman came in and was carrying something rolled up under his
arm.  The guards moved a table over by the older brother and the older
man put down his bundle, unwrapped it and I could see that it was an
array of what appeared to be very long, thin needles.  The guards spoke
to the older brother and apparently did not like his response and they
immediately placed nipple clamps with chains attached to each nipple.
The brother screamed out and was rewarded with a knee to his balls.  He
gulped and moaned.  One of the guards took the chain on the right nipple
clamp and pulled it out, so that the nipple and the surrounding area
were pulled out away from the body.  The older man, picked up a needle
and then having the other guard hold the brother steady he drove the
needle horizontally through the skin and muscle behind the nipple until
the other end was visible.  Once again the bother was questioned and
gave the wrong answer, this time a needle pierced the base of his left
nipple.  After each needle he was questioned and never gave the right
answer.  I watched as needles were inserted vertically behind the
nipples and then needles placed running left to right and right to left
between the horizontal and vertical needles.  I could see drops of blood
on his chest, but still would not give them the answer they wanted.
They now kneeled and pulling his balls down in the sack, I watched as
needles were inserted through the scrotum so they separated the balls, I
counted at least eight that I could see.  Still he remained obstinate.
I do not think I could have stood to have that done to me.  They now
continued holding his cock up and out needles were placed about every
half inch though the skin on the upper side and then repeated on the
lower side of the cock.  He was moaning and groaning when they held his
cock very steady and the old man shoved a needle through the head of the
cock just below the glans.  The brother screamed and seemed to faint,
ignoring him the old man ran another needle through the cock head so
that they formed a plus sign.  He was hanging limp from his bounds and
they began to throw buckets of water on him and held something under his
nose.  He jerked in his bounds and began to scream and moan, so they
shoved a gag in his mouth.  Then speaking to him again they asked
questions, and removing the gag he must have again given the wrong answer.

They left him hanging there and went over to the younger brother and
placing nipple clamps with chains on him pulled his right nipple out and
the old man placed a needle horizontally into the flesh, again question,
then the other nipple was pierced.  The younger brother was babbling to
his brother, who paid no attention until the vertical needles had
pierced his brother's skin.  Then I guess something gave way and he
spoke to the guards.  The old man gathered up the remaining needles,
packaged them and stood quietly waiting.  The older brother was released
from the cross, his arms forced behind as he was pushed to his knees and
his ankles fastened to his wrists.

The two captains were brought over and each one stood in front of the
kneeling man and began to piss in his mouth, the kneeler swallowed as
fast as he could until both men had emptied their bladders into him.
Then the guards each took a turn and pulled out his penis and pissed
into the mouth of the kneeling man.

The old man was escorted out and the guards came back and undoing the
kneeling man's bounds took him over to a padded table. A collar was
placed around his neck and his wrists attached to it, then his legs were
pushed back and up, pressing down on his chest and tied off, leaving his
ass, cock and balls exposed.  You could see the pins glinting in the light.
His brother was then placed on a table next to him in the same manner.
The guards brought over a couple of tins and speaking to the captains,
had them kneel at the end of the table and using what ever was in the
tins begin to use their hands to enter the assholes of the bound men.
The guards left instructions and walking out closed the door behind
them.  The two captains, were working their fingers in the asses of the
bound men, stretching the ass and sphincter muscle, putting in two,
three, four and finally the whole hand.  The men being fisted screamed
and moaned as they felt their anal canals being invaded.  The captains
kept working on the two until they got their arms half way up to elbow
in their victims.  Then I guess the arm getting tired they switched and
with a punch drove the new arm and fist up the ass of the victims.  The
next thing I knew they began working both hands in the ass opening at
the same time pushing, twisting and doing their best to get both hands
inside.  The two bound men screamed and their screams echoed off the
walls of the building, apparently they were heard outside as a guard
came in and shoved gags in their mouths.  He stood watching the action,
and finally decided that it was enough, he spoke to the captains, who
withdrew their fists from the bound ones.  Then one captain bent over
and the other shoved his fist and arm into the bending captain's ass.
He twisted and punched his fist and arm in and out, only withdrawing
when the one being violated spewed his cum from a jerking cock.  Then
the scene was repeated as the other one was fisted till he came.

After watching this for I don't know how long I was filled with dismay,
was this to show me what could happen to me, then I remembered they
could do no lasting damage, but I still wondered what they had in store
for me.

Soon two guards came and got me, leading me naked out into the rain,
they took me to a small house and had me sit on the steps and clean my
feet in a tub of water before I could enter the house.  As soon as I was
in they took some rough towels and wiped most of the moisture off my body.

They led me into a room where by my wrists, my toes barely touching the
floor; they hung me from the ceiling. Two of the officers came in with a
bag, and opening it one took out a transformer, which he plugged into a
wall socket.  It had a long lead, and three connections on the front.
In two of the connections on the front were plugged long wires with
alligator clips on the end.  The third wire ended in a button.  The
other officer came over to me and ran his hands over my chest, paying
particular attention to each of my nipples.  Then he grabbed a nipple
with each hand, pinching and pulling on them until they began to harden
and become erect. He took one in his mouth and ran his tongue around the
erected nipple, sucking and biting on it.  I moaned and bucked.  The
same treatment was then given my other nipple.  Then each took a nipple
and began to work on them until both were very hard, erect and red.

One on them went over and picked up a wire with an alligator clamp and
clipped it to my right nipple, then repeated the procedure on the left
nipple.  He pressed the small button and the current ran through me
causing me to buck and swing from my bound wrists.

He released the button and I stood panting and groaning sweat ran from
my forehead and down my chest gathering in my belly button. Without
warning the button was pushed again and I bucked and writhed as the
electricity moved through my throbbing nipples once more.  I could feel
the blood beginning to engorge my cock and tried to will it down.  One
of them unhooked the wire from my right nipple and chewed and bit the
hard nub, my body arched as if another surge of electricity had gone
through me.  As he bit down hard on the nipple the other one took the
alligator clip and clipped it into my open armpit.  The button was
clicked sending a surge from my right armpit to my left nipple. The clip
was moved from my left nipple to my left armpit and I was given another
surge of electricity.  Causing my body to buck and swing.

Each of them then took a nipple in their mouths licking, sucking and
biting on them. Their hands roamed my body and one took hold of my cock
and played with the shaft while the other massaged and pulled at my
balls.  Both of them were massaging my ass and would slip their hands
down the crack and each push a finger into my hole, the pull away in
opposite directions, pulling and stretching my asshole open even wider.
Their heads moved close to me and I could feel them run their tongues
along my jaw line, then moving to my lips each began to kiss me.  I
could not help but respond and began to kiss back. I began to move my
tongue and lick at the lips and mouth of whichever one was kissing me at
the time.

One of them was rolling my balls around inside the ball sac, my uncut
cock was semi-soft hanging between my balls, and the head had retreated
into the foreskin.  They removed the alligator clips from my armpits and
pulling my foreskin out placed one on each side of my cock.  The button
was pressed and I screamed and bucked, as my cock leapt into the air.
When the power was turned off I hung a twitching heaving slab from the
ceiling.

Leaving me whimpering and gasping, they went to the bag and took a
lifelike rubber dildoe and a tube of lubricant.  They squeezed out about
an inch of lubricant, placing it on the head of the dildoe.  Taking the
dildoe one of them placed it at the opening of my ass, and as he shoved
it in the other pressed the button causing my cock to jerk and my
sphincter to pucker even more tightly closed against the invader.  I
began to moan as the rubber dildoe was pushed further and further into
my body.  As they slowly pushed the dildoe into my ass and pulled it
back out, my head was tossing from side to side and the further it went
into me the more I moaned.

The moans turned to ones of real pleasure when the head of the dildoe
began to massage my prostate gland.  Each time the head hit my prostate
I whimpered with enjoyment and lust.

One of them knelt down and began to lick my balls as the other thrust
the dildoe in and out of my ass.  I could feel the ball sac begin to
relax as the tongue was run around my nuts.  First one ball was sucked
into the hot mouth and then the other one was taken into that heated
cavern.  The dildoe was wiggling against my prostrate, my balls were
being wonderfully sucked and I could feel my cock moving from semi-hard
to steel hard, though the alligator clips still made it hard for the
foreskin to retract.

My moans of pleasure suddenly changed to a scream of pain as one of them
pressed the button sending the electric shock through my distended, read
and twitching cock, my ass muscles clamped on the dildoe buried deep in
me and my chest began to heave.
Then the button was released and I again moaned in pleasure.

They removed the alligator clips and one of them again began to massage
my balls, stroking and pulling on them.  My scrotum relaxed and they
could now hold each ball separately and roll them in their hands.

I was squirming with desire an lust, my cock was jumping and leaping as
it grew even harder.  One of them shook the dildoe deep in my ass and my
cock surged up, fully erect and hard as steel.

One of them grasped my cock just below the head and began to pull the
foreskin all the way back, then I felt a hot tongue as it ran around the
glans and across the piss-slit.  I could feel lips fasten on my cock and
it was slowly sucked deeply into a mouth.  I thrust my hips pushing my
cock further into the moist cavern, and just as I felt I was about to
cum a hand wrapped around my balls and pulled the sac as far as it would
stretch.
I screamed in pain as he squeezed tighter and pulled harder on my
scrotum with each thrust of my cock in his mouth.  They pulled even
harder on the ball sac, I screamed but they only pulled harder and
released my cock from the mouth, leaving me thrusting my hips forward
into empty air. I howled as they excruciatingly stretched my ball sac
even further down away from my body.

Suddenly the hands were taken from my ball sac allowing my poor tortured
balls to hang down between my legs.  The next thing I knew they had
clipped an alligator clip to my ball sac and sent jolts of lightning
into my left testicle.  My muscles flexed and I could feel my balls
tighten and draw closer to my body.  Then the clip was disconnected from
my scrotum.

My arms were released and I was taken over to a bed where each of them
took turns fucking and cumming in my mouth and ass.

Then they surprised me by moving on each side of my and with their
mouths lick, suck and play with my cock, they would lick the glans,
mouth my balls, and cause moans to issue from my throat.

One of them took my cock into his mouth as the other kept flicking his
tongue over my balls,  I was thrusting my hips up into the mouth and
throat which was giving me such pleasure.

I felt the jism rising in my cock and began to loudly moan, I could no
longer hold it back, he pulled his mouth from my cock and as I bucked
off the bed, my ball sac tightened and my cock shot a flow of thick
white sperm from the distended head of my cock.  Viscous white globs
landed on my chest and face, the cum kept cuming for several seconds and
it felt like I was urinating instead of cuming.  Finally the stream
stopped and I fell back on the bed exhausted.  The two of them fell to
licking the cum from my face and body and milking the last from my
cock.  One took a smear of cum on his finger and placed it at my mouth
and I eagerly licked my own cum from his finger.  I lay there a man
sexually satiated.

The leaned down, kissed me, then dressing left me, I fell asleep and had
a beautiful uninterrupted sleep.  I was still sleeping soundly when I
felt someone tapping me on the shoulder.  Opening my eyes I saw one of
the MP's looking down at me smiling.  I looked at him, it was one of the
friendly ones.  I swung my legs over the side of the bed, still naked
with my cock and balls swinging between my legs as I stood took hold of
his genitals, put my hand behind his neck pulling him to me as I kissed
him long, hard and deep.

Pushing him down so we were sitting on the bed I began to unbutton his
shirt, he was weaning no undershirt and I slid his shirt back and off
his arms, bringing my mouth to kiss and nibble one nipple after the
other, as my hands worked at his belt buckle and pant buttons.  He
half-heartedly pushed me away as I continued to pull his pants and
underwear down over his socks.

I stopped long enough to ask where his partner was, and was informed he
had gone to get my clothes.  That the two majors whom had been with me
the night before and the colonels were all on duty because of the
storm.  While it was letting up, there was cleanup, security and other
tasks, which required them to be with their units.  While instructions
had been left on what to do with the others in the compound, they were
told only to send me back.  I asked how long he or they could stay with
me and he said until lunchtime.

The other MP came in with my clothes and showed some surprise at seeing
his friend naked with me.  As he put my clothes on a chair I stood up
and moved over grabbed his head and began to kiss him.  I held his head
fast with one hand and used the other to work the buttons of his shirt.
Soon I had him as naked as the rest of us.  I told them, they had been
kind to me and now I wanted to repay the kindness.  I told them I was
theirs to use until I had to leave.  They broke into wide grins and one
knelt down and took my cock in his mouth as the other got behind me and
pulling my ass checks apart plunged his tongue up and down my crack and
across my sensitive hole.

After working me over for sometime they got me on my hands and knees and
while one gave me his cock to suck the other plowed his cock up my ass.
They developed a rhythm, which I soon joined by pushing my ass back and
forth and sliding my lips over the velvet skin of the hard cock in my mouth.

I could feel their bodies bend above and I could only surmise that they
were meeting in a kiss over my back.  Suddenly they both withdrew, I
shouted "NO", but had not given them enough credit, they were only
changing places.  I could taste my ass juices on the cock now placed in
my mouth, and could feel the difference in width of the cock up my ass.
After a while they pulled out and sitting on the bed pulled me up
between them.

They said they would like to double fuck me and cum at the sometime in
my ass, would I let them do it.  I had never been double fucked before
and was a little leery, but said I would try if they would promise to
stop if I asked them to.  They agreed, and then one of them lay down on
his back on the bed, holding his stiff cock up, he had me sit on it
facing his feet.  When I was fully impaled the other one helped me to
lie down on the other and stretched my legs up and over my chest, where
the other one reached up and held them.  Then I felt a tongue at my ass
where the cock entered my hole, licking and leaving moisture there.
Next I felt a finger and then two try and stretch my hole wider, when he
felt he had succeeded he put his cockhead at my entrance and pushed, I
groaned at the pain and he stopped with just a bit of him inside me.
When he felt me relax he pushed a bit more in, stopping each time he
could see or felt I was uncomfortable.  After what seemed hours he
finally was fully inside and lay there letting my body adjust to the two
cocks up my ass.  I have never felt so stuffed, I was uncomfortable and
in pain, but the pain soon turned to a manageable dull ache, and he
began the in and out motions which would bring him to a climax.  The
pressure and rubbing against my prostate was causing my cock to rise and
to drip pre-cum on my body.  He increased his strokes and the one on the
bottom was trying to move so he could fuck his cock in and out also, but
it was a bit difficult.  Finally the one on top gasped and I assumed he
came, then soon after that the one holding me bucked and they both
withdrew softening cocks from my ass and presented them to me to clean.
I felt so empty, but good, was not something I wanted to ever make a
practice of happening.

I still had not cum, and while we rested, I asked about the four whom I
had seen in the dungeon, and what would happen to them.  It seemed the
captains were to be sent back to where they once worked, but would be as
the lowest of low recruits, they would have to obey everyone there as
well as act as a urinal whenever they were requested, as well as
sexually serve any and all who wanted them.  They could eventually once
again become officers, but if they did would always have to serve as a
urinal and sex slave to any officer who demanded it, regardless of
rank.  Which meant junior officers could order them to serve their desires.

The two bothers were forced to sign 12-year enlistment papers with the
stipulation that at the military's discretion the term could be
extended, which meant they might serve until old men.  They were told
that any more disobedience on their part would immediately cause the man
with the needles to return.  He was to return today to remove them, but
if he came back again, the needles would be inserted through the scrotum
and testicles coming out the other side and not just one, but as many as
they could get through a testicle, further needles would be pushed at
intervals though the shaft of the penis from front to back until they
reached the glans, then more needles would be inserted from the side
between the others until the space on the shaft all had needles in
them.  Then needles would be put through the head of the cock from front
to back and side to side with needles placed running between them from
left to right and right to left.  These needles would then be pulled out
and replaced each day for at least a week, and it was possible that by
the time they were through their testicles would never be good for
impregnating a woman.  So if they wanted to have children they had best
behave.  What they neglected to tell them was that they would never be
allowed near a woman as long as they were in service.

Their father would be allowed to see them only after they had proven
that they were worthy slaves to be used by any who wanted them.  In the
meantime he had been warned that anymore black-market activity of
forbidden items would cause him to be taken, his house, business and
money confiscated and his wife put on the streets naked.   They felt
that there would be no more problems with the black-marketer.

By this time they had rested and my playing with their cocks and balls
while they told me what was in store for the four others had made them
erect and ready to go again.  This time they wanted me in the middle and
as one entered my ass I entered the ass of the one in front of me, we
established a good rhythm and as I was about to cum one of they said
"now we change places", and they switched so now I was fucking the one
who had fucked me and was being fucked by the one I had been fucking.
They must have had a sixth sense for as I was about to come they stopped
and the one in front moved pulling my cock from his ass and turning took
my cock in his mouth and placed his where I could pull it into my
mouth.  We 69d as the one behind me picked up his pace and as I felt his
cock swell in my ass the other exploded in my mouth and though my shout
was muffled by the cock in my mouth a came and came and came.  As our
cocks softened we lay there as in a stupor.  These two had given me
great pleasure and I just hoped I had returned the favor.

They stood up and dressed and helped me to get into my clothes, I
thanked them for their kindness to me while I had been there, and
looking embarrassed thanked me for the good times I had shown them.

Going out into the diminishing rain I was taken over to have a lunch,
which was really brunch as jism had been my only breakfast.  Then the
car came and I was taken back, hopefully never to see that place again
.
I enjoyed the rest of the weekend, and by Monday morning the sun was out
blazing hot and the humidity was high and the stench from the rice
paddies was everywhere, I would not be sorry to leave this place.

I got a phone call that morning and said the permanent commander would
arrive the next day and that a plane would pick me up on Thursday to
take me back to my K site.
The new commander Captain Jay Thompson was greeted enthusiastically by
me, and we went over the workings of the area and I told him that the
sergeants were the best ever and would do their best as long as they
were appreciated and were told when they really did an excellent job on
something.

Thursday morning I packed and took my suitcase with me to the office
after checking out of my cell/room.  I was informed by phone that the
plane was approaching the airfield so I made my good-byes, got into the
jeep and was taken to the field.  I had hoped the MacGegor would be my
pilot, but say it was Major Castle.  He helped me get my suitcase stowed
and then getting into the plane we took off.  He flew low over the area
giving me a good view of the UN cemetery and of the people on the
beaches, then flying over the city which was being rebuilt we headed for
home.