Date: Tue, 16 Sep 2008 20:02:52 -0700
From: Greg Reese <fbud4u@gmail.com>
Subject: Final Assignment - Chapter 7 - Military

This is a work of fiction, all the usual legal jargon applies.  The
characters in this story live in a disease free world, the use of condoms
is not portrayed.  The real world is very different, practice safe sex, use
condoms.

Bills were paid and I had finished my grocery shopping and was putting the
stuff away when the phone rang.  I looked at the clock, noon sharp, as I
reached for the phone.  "Hello?" I said.  "Hey, it's me, can you come to
the office?" Bill said.  "Yeah, do I need to put on my uniform?" I asked.
"No, not necessary." he responded.  We hung up and I headed out the door.

I walked into the dimly lit office and back to Bill's office, his door was
ajar and I heard him talking to someone on the phone.  I knocked, waited
for him to respond, entered and sat down.  Bill continued his conversation
and within a few minutes, hung up the phone, and looked at me.  "Jon, I
need you to do something."  he said.  "Sure, what is it?" I asked.  "Well,
it appears that our Colonel has been under an investigation for quite some
time, exactly what that investigation is, I can't reveal." Bill said as he
sat back in his chair.  He continued, "A call was placed to the General
Friday afternoon from the Inspector General's office.  A formal hostile
work environment complaint against the Colonel has been filed." Bill
continued.  Bill explained to me about the complaint, the wording in the
complaint, who it was filed through, etc.  Inspector General complaints do
not reveal who the person was that filed the complaint.  This is done to
prevent retribution from the person whom the complaint was filed against.
The more Bill talked of the complaint though, the more I was sure that it
was Gladys who'd filed.  Gladys had been working in our office since she
started with Civil Service, she knew all the in's and out's and who to call
and not to call.  I made a note to bring Gladys a Caramel Frappucino as a
silent reward, presuming it was her that filed the complaint.

"Here's where this gets sticky and where I really need your support." Bill
continued.  I nodded my head indicating I understood the direction he was
going.  "The General really wants the males to pursue an EEO complaint.
Call it the "official nail in the coffin" if you will.  Have you all been
keeping your documentation?" Bill asked me.  "Well, I can only speak for
myself and to answer your question, yes, I have." I responded.  "Good!
Tomorrow, I want you to rally the rest of the male staff and take them to
breakfast, in fact, here's $100.00, that should cover it.  The General
wants you all to pursue an EEO complaint.  I assure you, as does the
General, no retribution will befall any of you regardless of your
decision. Additionally, the Colonel has been relieved of her duties until
the IG investigation is over and, depending on the outcome, the EEO
investigation as well."  Bill paused and I took this moment to interject.
"Bill, forgive me for asking and I mean no disrespect, but does the General
have an axe to grind?  And does he not realize how this smacks of mutiny?"
I asked.  Bill sat forward, thought about his repsonse and said, "Jon, I'm
only at liberty to give you certain information, no, the General does not
have an axe to grind and yes, he realizes how this must look, he wants to
see the right thing done.  This is way more involved than you know, trust
me, the less you know the better.  As for mutiny, I won't answer that
question for you.  Did I answer your questions Sergeant St. John?"  Bill
said.  Catching referral to my rank, along with the official tone in his
voice, I knew what my next answer needed to be, that was, "Yes sir, you
have answered the Sergeant's questions."

We talked for about another hour when he dismissed me and I quickly went
into action, to include figuring out how I was going to buy breakfast for
everyone.  I contacted the male staff and told them to meet me at the main
conference room at 0700 in the morning.  I further instructed that all
physical fitness training was cancelled for that day.  I answered the
questions I was asked as best I could without providing too much detail.
Once that was done, I headed for home and waited for Bill.  Bill called
around six that night saying he was still at the office, would be for
several more hours and I'd see him late in the morning.  I asked if he was
OK, he said he was, just tired, and we ended our call.  I didn't sleep well
at all that night as I went over and over in my head how I would address
the male staff.  The following morning arrived way too soon and before
long, I had purchased enough Egg and Croissant breakfast meals as I thought
was needed and I was greeting and meeting everyone and explaining
everything to them.  The staff agreed in unison that we would all file our
complaint and, once back in the office, we went into action, printing off
our documentation.  We filed our joint complaint and were busy going about
our business by lunch time.

I returned from lunch carrying one large Caramel Frappucino with me and
placing it in front of Gladys.  "What's this for?" Gladys looked up at me.
"Gladys, I love you, this is just a token of my appreciation for all the
work you do!" I responded, giving Gladys a wink.  "Oh you, you think you're
so smart!" Gladys said, winking back at me, indicating that she'd realized
I'd figured out that she was the one who'd complained with the IG.  We gave
each other a long hug, I patted her on the back and whispered my thanks to
her.  "My pleasure sugar!  My pleasure!" she responded back and we went
about our business.  The day finally ended and before long, everyone was
filing out the door on their way out, a smile on their face and a skip in
their step.  I could already feel the morale of the office lighten.  I
grabbed my bottle of water and headed for Bill's office.

"Sir, you busy?" I asked.  "Come in Sergeant St. John!" Bill said as he
looked over from his computer and smiled.  I sat down and before I could
say anything, Bill said, "Sergeant St. John, I've been appointed as
director in the interim.  I don't think I need to tell you what that means
do I?" Bill said, a pleading look in his eye.  "No sir, you don't" I
responded as I knew, him being placed in charge, meant he and I had to be
extra careful.  I smiled, looked up at him and said, "Sir, if you approve,
I think I'll call it a night."  "Not a problem, chat with you later." Bill
said as I stood and headed out of his office.

I shut my computer down, grabbed my briefcase and headed for home.  "Home,
what a suddenly lonely place." I thought, knowing that my time with Bill
would be limited now that he would be my boss.  I entered the main lobby of
the apartment complex and looked up to see if Eric was on duty, he wasn't
and I quickly headed for my apartment.  A heavy weight was laying on my
shoulders as I turned the key and walked into my empty apartment.  I closed
the door behind me, changed clothes, made dinner and just sat on my sofa.
I thought about the day's events and my final conversation with Bill and
broke down crying.  "Oh fuck Jon!" I said to myself.  "You idiot!" I
continued, "How could you?  Huh?  How could you?" I asked myself out loud,
knowing I'd not receive an answer to that response anytime soon. I knew
what I was experiencing, I'd been there before but never with my, now,
boss.  A soft knock on the door retrieved me from my thoughts and I opened
the door to see Bill standing there.  I immediately burst out crying again.

Bill was taken back by my outburst of emotion and quickly entered the
apartment, closing the door behind me.  I was sobbing heavily when he
reached out and held me.  "Baby, what's wrong?" he asked as his hands
gently roamed and caressed the length of my back.  Bill, somehow, managed
to walk me back to the couch and set me down while I still sobbed
uncontrollably.  "Bill I..." I said, once I regained my composure.  Bill
was looking deep in my eyes, his brows furoughed with worry, when I leaned
forward and began to kiss him.  Pounce on him, is probably more accurate of
a description.  I kissed him deeply and passionately, my hands unbuttoning
his shirt and pulling it apart, revealing his T-shirt covered chest.  I
scooted into his lap, his hardening crotch beginning to rub me between my
balls and my ass as I continued to devour his mouth, raising his T-shirt
until I'd managed to remove both his dress shirt and the T-shirt.

I quickly moved to his ear lobe, kissing and nipping at the soft flesh, him
throwing his head back and sighing as he slowly ground his hips into me.
"Bill, I..." I started to say.  "Sssshhh Jon, God I don't know what you're
doing or what overcame you, actually I think I do and I..." I never let him
finish his words as I covered his mouth again with mine, our tongues
dueling with one another, my hand rubbing over his chest and down his belly
to start unfastening his slacks.  Before I could even reach his belt
buckle, Bill picked me up and carried me to the bedroom, my legs wrapped
around his waist as we continued kissing, bumping into the walls of the
hall as we headed for the bedroom.  Bill gently laid me down on my back and
began to disrobe.  "Oh baby, I fucking love the way you look right now." he
said as he quickly kicked off his shoes, removed his socks and lowered his
slacks, his hard cock poking through the fly of his boxer shorts.  "I could
just devour you!" Bill said as he laid down next to me, his hand searching
out my rock hard cock.  I cried out as he began to stroke my cock through
my jeans, making me pant and search out for a part of his body.  Before
long, Bill and I were completely nude and stretched out on the bed, locked
in an embrace, we rolled over, me ending up on top of him.

I nuzzeled his neck and lapped and nipped at his chin.  "Jon, fuck Jon,
please I have to tell you." Bill said as I covered his mouth with mine.  We
knew what we each wanted, needed to say, but both of us thought that if the
words were spoken, it would somehow change the way things were between us.
I opened my eyes and looked into Bill's face while I continued to make love
to his mouth with mine, a single tear rolled down his left eye and onto his
cheek.  I reached down between us and started stroking his cock, his sighs
and groans letting me know I was bringing him the pleasure I wanted to give
him.  I pulled off his mouth, scooted my body down on his and started
licking and biting his nipples, alternating between the two.  "Fuck Jon,
GOD that feels so good." Bill mumbled.  His cock was producing his clear
fluid, which I wiped up with my hand and started palming the head of his
dick with it.  "Shit yeah!" Bill grunted as I continued to minister to him.
"Jon, no one has ever done to me what you do to me." Bill panted as I began
to lick down his chest and onto his furry belly, my hand moving from his
cock down to grab his balls.  "OH FUCK!" Bill cried out as I gently
squeezed his cum filled orbs.  "Keep doing that baby and I'm liable to
shoot my fucking load!" Bill said, rising up as I continued to apply gentle
pressure on his balls, my finger now tracing the outline of his hole.

I let go of his balls as my mouth made contact with the base of his thick
cock.  I quickly dipped my fingertip into the piss slit on his cock,
scooped up his sweet pre-cum and rubbed that into his hole.  "FUCK YEAH!"
Bill groaned, reaching up to twist and play with his nipples.  I slid my
mouth up his cock as my finger started to gently ease into his tight hole.
"Fuck me Jon, fuck me with your finger!" Bill said, my mouth moving over
the head of his cock, my tongue lapping at his piss slit and slurping up
his sweet pre-cum.  I swung my hips around, my leaking hard cock slapping
Bill's lips.  Bill ignored my cock at his mouth and instead, sucked my
balls into his mouth while he fingered my ass.  "Unnggghhh!" I cried out
while I bobbed my head up and down on Bill's cock, his cock juice swiping
across my tongue, fueling the lust and fire I had for this man.  "UUnnnggg!
FFFUUUCCCKKK!" I screamed again as Bill's tongue thrust into my hole.  I
humped my ass on Bill's mouth, his cock momentarily forgotten while I
fucked his tongue with my ass.  "Fuck me Bill, oh GOD fuck me!" I screamed,
sure that the neighbors were certain to get an earful.

Bill tongue fucked my ass while I went back to work on his cock, sucking
him for all I was worth.  "Jon, oh fuck Jon, I'm gonna shoot!" Bill
suddenly cried out as his cock erupted, without warning, flooding my mouth
with his cum.  I let it flow back out of my mouth and coat his dick, the
sweet cream turning into a froth as I swung back around and sat down on his
cock, taking him in one thrust.  "Fuck me Bill!  God fuck me!  Yeah, Bill,
pound that fucking cock into my ass.  Shit!  I love your cock fucking my
ass!" I screamed as I bounced up and down on his cock, his cock never going
soft.  I leaned forward and we began to kiss again as Bill thrust his hips
into me.  "Jon, you feel so fucking good!  I love being inside you!" Bill
panted.  "I love you Bill!  Fuck me! Fuck me hard Goddamnit!" I cried out.
Bill flipped us over, him on top of me, me spreading my legs while he
thrust deep inside my ass.  "I'm gonna cum!  I'm fucking gonna cum!" I
shouted as my cock erupted, spraying my load between the two of his,
wetting our stomachs.  "Oh Jon!  Shit yeah!  Your ass clenching around my
cock, shit, gonna shoot, get ready, get fucking ready!" Bill said as he
thrust into me one last time, his hips quivering as his cock unloaded deep
in my ass.

"Oh baby, yeah baby, shoot that fucking load deep in my ass!" I panted
while I held onto his ass cheeks.  "Shit yeah!  Fill me up with your cum!"
I screamed out again as I rolled us over, letting his now spent cock fall
out of my ass.  I was hard again and my cock quickly sought out his tight
hole and entered him.  Bill cried out with the feeling of my cock
penetrating his ass.  "Fuck yeah Jon!  C'mon, give it to me bitch!  Give me
your fucking cock!  C'mon, fuck my ass boy, fuck me hard!" Bill screamed as
he bore down on my revived cock.  Bill rolled us over again, the two of us
falling out of bed and landing on the floor.  He quickly got on top of me
and impaled himself on my cock, legs spread, he bounced up and down on my
dick.  "Fucking shoot in me you whore!  Fucking give me that sweet load!"
Bill screamed as he twisted his nipple with one hand and stroked his still
soft cock.  We had landed wrong and not only had my knee popped, causing me
pain, but my back had immediately gone into spasms.  I was too far gone to
pay a whole lot of attention to what my back and knee were telling me.
Bill rode my cock like a cowboy rides a bronking buck.  He shouted
obscentities at me while I continued to enjoy the pleasure while taking
notice of the pain at the same time.  "Oh fuck Bill, fuck fuck fuck!  I'm
gonna cum again!" I cried out.  "Fill me up bitch!  Paint my guts with your
cum!" Bill panted as he stroked his cock.  I bucked into him one last time,
my balls emptying their load deep inside his ass.  At the same time Bill
cried out, stiffened and sprayed me with his cum, most of it landing in my
hair.

Bill collapsed on top of me, telling me over and over what a great cock I
had, how much he loved my cock inside him while I writhed in pain.  Bill
thought I was writhing in the aftercum, as such, he was in no hurry to get
off me.  "Bill, please, get off me!" I finally cried out.  "What's wrong?"
Bill asked.  "My back, my knee, pain killers, get me my pain killers and
fucking now!" I screamed as my pleasure was quickly replaced with my pain.
Bill pulled off my cock, my cock plopping out on my belly, half my load
coming out with it, and ran to the kitchen for the pain killers, muscle
relaxers and a glass of water.  Bill came back just as quickly as he left,
handed me the pills and water of which, I quickly downed.  "What can I do?
What do you need?" Bill frantically asked as he hovered over me.  "Nothing
right now, just let me lay here for a minute.  I'll let you know when you
can move me." I said as I waited for everything to kick in.  A few minutes
later I told Bill to gently lower my leg, roll me over on my stomach and
try massaging my back.  Bill did as he was instructed and before long, was
working the spasming muscles in my lower back.  "OK now, gently, very
gently, roll me back over and help me up." I said as I felt the muscles in
my back begin to ease up a little, thanks to his massage.  Bill gently
lifted me up and helped me crawl back into bed.  "You OK baby?  Anything I
can do?" Bill asked again.  "No, I'm OK, just need to wait for everything
to kick in." I said.  Bill held me as we waited and within a half hour, I
was beginning to feel the familiar buzz of muscle relaxers.  "Oh that's
better, starting to kick in now." I stammered.  "I'm so sorry baby, so
sorry." Bill said as he gently rubbed my back.  "Not your fault sweetie and
quit calling me baby." I said.

Another thirty minutes later and I was completely engulfed in the buzz of
pain killers and muscle relaxers.  I melted into Bill's arms, curled up
next to him and said, before drifting off, "I jux luffs you you gorgeous
flud boo!"  "Huh?" Bill asked, not aware of what I was like under the
influence.  "I said," I said, "dat ah jes luffs boo!" and drifted off to
sleep, leaving Bill to try and figure out what my cryptic meaning was.


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