Date: Tue, 16 Mar 2004 10:19:23 +1100
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: Iraq, a War Story.

This story is a figment of my imagination, it has not happened to my
knowledge; any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
If you don't like gay sex or sex between men/ boys or men/men please leave
now, if you are under 18 or not of legal age please leave. Otherwise I hope
you enjoy the story, any comments please send to justjames17@hotmail.com,
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	 Iraq - a Nightmare for Me--------------------justjames17

We were deployed from our base in Kuwait and crossed over the border into
Sadaam's fiefdom, there was no real opposition for many kilometres then we
contacted a platoon of what had to be conscripts, who put up a meagre
display of trying to stop our advance. They fired a few hundred rounds in
our general direction and as soon as we opened up with our heavy machine
guns they ceased firing and waved a white flag. We approached them weapons
at the ready and they just stood there with their hands raised in the air,
reaching for the sky.

We surrounded them and told them to drop all their weapons and demanded that
they strip so we could check they had no concealed arms. They hesitated and
we fired a few rounds into the ground at their feet, this had the effect we
needed and they immediately began stripping to their underwear. These troops
were mainly mid to late teens, only the officers were slightly older maybe
early 20's, they stood there almost naked as we surveyed them closely. There
were a few stunning young Arab boys in the group with nicely tanned bodies
and good baskets in their briefs, they were all terrified and trembling in
their boots as we slowly walked around the prisoners. When we made certain
no weapons, other than the fleshy ones that were hidden by their underwear,
were to be found we told them to put on just their trousers and shirts, they
complied with alacrity and stood there with their heads hung low looking
completely downcast and defeated, except for one young stud who was standing
there with a massive hard on tenting out his discoloured white briefs as he
trembled in what I thought was fear.

We called in for a truck to come out and pick up these poor kids and take
them back for interrogation and we stood around chatting to them after
finding a few of them spoke quite good English. They told us they were
university students who were members of their University Regiment, something
like a Cadet Corps, or National Service group not a true military unit. We
became quite friendly with the guys and offered them cigarettes and
chocolate bars which they accepted gratefully as they had virtually no
supplies for 4 days. We stayed with them joking and chatting till the trucks
arrived and they were removed back behind the lines. I couldn't get the
memory of the few really cute boys standing there trembling in their briefs
out of my mind, especially the horny dude with the hard on. He was a truly
handsome guy with dark swarthy skin, flashing almost black eyes, a great
slender but well developed muscular body and only a little hair in his pits
and a thin trail of black hair running from his navel to the top of his
bulging briefs.

I kept shaking my head trying to clear my mind of these unasked for
memories, I wasn't gay in the least and my last male to male encounter was
when I was 16, that was 9 years ago. Since then I have been strictly
heterosexual and was engaged to be married in the near future, but the
vision of that horny guy just kept returning in my mind and I had to settle
my aching hard on into the vertical position inside my clothes. I hoped none
of my platoon buddies noticed my barring up but I'm sure they didn't, as
they would have given me hell about it. We continued our advance into the
desert heading for Basra, a long way in front of us; our armoured Personnel
carriers clattered their way across the rough dusty desert.

Dark descended so we set up our bivouac and settled down to catch some z's
after setting guards for the night, all was quiet except for the slowly
increasing wind as it sighed across the desolate landscape, which reminded
me of a moonscape. In the early hours of the morning we awoke to a sudden
increase in the wind strength and sand blowing in our faces, as a major sand
storm seemed to be developing. The stinking grit got into everything ears,
nostrils, eyes and penetrated our clothes so that we felt itchy and filthy,
our equipment was covered in the foul grains and we felt like hell. It was
my time to go out on guard and I grumbled and staggered out into the
blinding storm I had to keep wiping my goggles so I could see where I was
going, not that I could see more than 10 feet anyway. I settled down in the
small fox hole and began peering out in front of my position, what a
complete waste of time it was we should have locked ourselves into the APCs
and gone to sleep. I thought to myself there won't be anyone prowling around
in this crap weather anyway, so I hunkered down and decided to make the best
of a bad situation, little did I know what was about to occur.

I must have been dozing on and off when I felt a hand grasp my mouth pulling
my head back as far as it would go and the shocking feel of naked steel at
my bared distended throat. I froze not daring to move as I was pulled slowly
to my feet, the sharp edge never leaving my stretched neck then I felt
another pair of hands grasp my rifle ripping it from my nerveless hands.
These hands then began feeling me all over removing my field kit; grenades
etc., once all my weapons were taken from me the hands felt their way down
my chest, stomach and hips till they reached my groin where they felt up my
flaccid cock. The knife blade never moved from my throat as I swallowed in
fear, my Adam's apple bobbing over the sharp steel, as I began to become
aroused unwillingly to the manipulations of the assaulting hands on my
genitals.

My penis slowly reached it's vertical engorged position and the hands began
to squeeze and stroke me through my camouflage clothing I could feel my cock
beginning to leak into my boxers as it pulsed to the squeezes. The hands
fumbled my uniform open and I felt the incredible sensation of wet moist
lips swallowing my raging hot prick, I moaned quietly petrified to make too
much noise in case the knife slit my throat to silence me. As the mouth
sucked me I could feel hands undoing my trousers and pulling them down then
grasping my shorts as the mouth let my cock out, my boxers were ripped down
and the mouth took me back to it's warm moist tongue teasing. I arched my
hips into the suctioning orifice till my pubes were crushed against the top
lip and nose of my attacker; I could feel something hard and hot pressing
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I thought no way I can't take a dick inside my body and I grunted as I tried
to shake my head indicating the negative, but the knife pressed harder into
my straining flesh till I felt the sharp pain as the blade sliced into my
soft flesh. I could feel a warm wet substance seeping down my throat onto my
chest and I realised I was bleeding freely, my body froze and I realised
these guys were ruthless and didn't care if they sliced me into pieces so I
went limp and let them have their way with my unresisting body.

The hard lump pressed into my arse cheeks kept up it's steady pressure and
gradually forced it's round head into my virginal sphincter, slowly
stretching me painfully till as I whimpered it suddenly parted my tight
locked muscle. I groaned in pain as the thick hot meat was relentlessly
pushed into my guts. The mouth in front on my cock was sucking me feverishly
and deep throating my 7 inches without any trouble, the experience of my
smooth glans hitting his throat and sliding into it's depths in part took my
mind off the pain in my rear end as that cock was pounding into my velvety
tight tube. I could feel the breath of the guy ravishing my arse hot on the
back of my neck as he thundered in and out of my tortured anus, the feeling
of the thin lining of my bowel dragging in and out of my sphincter on his
prick was excruciating as he hadn't used any lubricant other than his pre
cum. If it hadn't been for the head job being done in front I think I would
have been screaming in pain and probably been dead or dying as they fucked
and sucked me after slitting my throat to silence me.

As the guy behind me bottomed out in my guts I began to feel the stirrings
of pleasure in his thrusting invasion of my body, then as they both had
their pleasure I too began to feel the utter joy as my body was used so
fully. I began to feel my climax approaching as I felt the cock in my bum
swelling larger and spreading my tube wider as he began to approach
ejaculation. I cried out, " I'm cumming."

I forced my cock hard into the sucking mouth and throat and as I began to
pump my juice out my arse clenched on the invading penis. The cock swelled
until I thought he would burst inside me then he groaned in Arabic and I
felt him erupt into my body and felt the scalding hot sperm flooding my
orifice. He kept pumping me as he blew until I could hear a squishy sound as
his cock forced his cum out of my arse ring around his thick pounding prick

When he finished ejaculating he pumped a few more times stirring the creamy
juice in my arse then he pulled back and tore his cock from me and he
reached out grasped my shoulders and turned me around. He then forced me to
my knees with the knife still on my neck and thrust his slimy juice covered
strong smelling cock against my lips. I shook my head but the knife began to
push harder into my throat and I was forced to open my mouth taking him and
sucking the juices from his prick. When I had cleaned




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him he pulled it out and slapped my face several times with his saliva
covered meat, he then lifted me up again and tied my hands behind my back,
indicated that I should walk out into the sand storm, he wouldn't let me
pull up my trousers and several times I fell heavily as my legs became
entangled in my trousers. The two guys would grab my arms and drag me
upright thrusting their rifles into my unresisting body as they drove me on
into the storm.

After some distance I made out a shape in the flying sand and as we got
nearer I saw it was a jeep of some type, they signed for me to get into the
passenger seat and the second guy climbed into the back with his rifle
muzzle against my spine as the other soldier jumped into the drivers seat
and started the engine. We motored off into the blinding storm and drove for
about an hour till we reached a village where we stopped and they intimated
I get out and enter a small building, inside was a group of young Iraqi
troops all in various states of undress and sporting hard cocks obviously
enjoying themselves immensely. They all stopped in mid action and looked at
me as I stood there with my trousers round my feet and my genitals hidden
under my hanging shirttails. I could see the excitement as they studied my
half naked form and quite a few tongues were visible licking moist lips.

I was shoved further into the room and tripped on my daks and I fell to the
dirt floor on my side, my breath driven from my body as I hit the floor, the
two guys nearest to me moved close and lifted my shirt up baring my muscular
body to the view of everyone. I heard hushed excited voices as they saw my
naked sex on show and there was a lot of movement as they shifted and closed
in on me, I could feel hand caressing me all over from the waist down.
Fingers probing into my wet oozing anus began to pull my tight muscle apart
as others grasped my dimpled cheeks and spread them open as far as they
could. Tongues were touching my flesh and sucking my anus as the juices
seeped out, I groaned and began to twist and writhe with the incredible
sensations caused by the multitude of fingers and hands caressing, fondling,
spreading, probing, pinching and tickling. Then the incredible feeling of
hot wet moist mouths and tongues sucking and licking all over my tensed hard
abdomen, legs and genitals.

I felt hands on my shirt as the buttons were ripped off and my shirt pulled
back baring my heavily muscled torso to the perving eyes and feeling fingers
as they felt, tongued and manipulated every inch of my body they could
reach. My penis was raging hard again and at least two tongues were
slobbering around it and my balls, all I could see was a group of dark heads
bobbing around and hear the slurping as they tortured my tool. I felt my
balls swallowed by two separate mouths as they were spread apart and sucked
in till they ached with the pain. I groaned loudly in distress as the pain
became worse as they pulled back sucking my balls but gripping them with
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as if they were going to rip them from my wrinkled sack and swallow them so
great was the excruciating stress they exerted.

My body was one unbelievable pool of pain but also extreme sexual pleasure
and I thought I would lose my mind as I began to scream and drool from my
mouth and cock. My screams were silenced quickly by the insertion of two hot
throbbing cocks,
stretching my lips till they nearly ripped apart as the warm firm silky love
muscles filled my mouth and began to invade my gagging throat. They began to
face fuck me one going in while the other backed out, the feeling was
unbelievable and I was slowly choking as I could hardly draw a breath, my
brain began to go hazy as the oxygen content in my blood dropped and I'm
sure my face was going purple as I could feel the heat building in my body.
Then the utmost outrage I felt two more hard boners forcing their way into
my already abused rectum, my brain rejected what was happening and it
blacked out as I fainted on the floor.

I kept drifting in and out of consciousness and every time my embattled
overloaded senses became aware my whole body was being subjected to
unbelievably erotic sensations from the feeling of multiple hands, fingers,
tongues and hard thrusting pricks in every orifice usually in duets as these
horny aroused young Arabs extracted every enjoyment they could from my now
limp body. The only part of me still tensed was my cock as it was worked on
inside some ones tight sucking anus, I had cum innumerable times and was now
aching and sore as they tried to arouse me to fill their red hot rectums. I
blacked out finally and the sensations stopped as my brain lapsed into
oblivion.

When I came to some time later I felt like death and I opened my eyes but
was unable to see properly as there was some sort of film over my eyes, I
took a deep breath through my nose and smelt the musky aroma of fresh cum I
licked my lips and tasted cum on my lips pushing my tongue out as far as I
could all I could taste was cum. I then realised my face was covered in the
offerings of several guys as I could differentiate the flavours some sweet,
some bitter. I raised my head and looked around with my blurred eyes and
there were about 20 young Arabs asleep all around me, they were all naked
and covered in sweat and cum. Obviously I had been used as a receptacle for
their multiple ejaculations and by the ache from my anus I had had many
young hard cocks embedded in my bowels. I farted and felt a gush of fluid
run out onto my bruised cheeks, my whole body was aching and sore and lying
on the hard dirt floor wasn't helping me recover.

As I lay there trying to get comfortable I heard the faint sound of engines
over the whine of the wind and then there was silence for some minutes, till
the door was kicked open and there were three of our troops with weapons
drawn surveying the shambles in the room. Then one of the men looked at me
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and saw my uniform he nudged his companions and they both looked at me and
smiled, then one of them lined up the groin of the nearest young Arab and
drew back his boot and kicked him as hard as he could lifting his inert body
up off the floor and driving him into the guy behind him.

The young Arab screamed chokingly and doubled over clutching his destroyed
genitals and lay there moaning in agony as the rest of his compatriots
struggled awake from their sex induced stupor, as they began to sit up they
looked in horror at the black muzzles pointing in their general direction.
One very brave or stupid young man reached for his weapon and he was hit by
a number of bullets lifting him up off the floor, blood spewing from his
wide open screaming mouth as his body was thrown back, the row of bullet
holes stitched across his smooth belly, the small entrance holes like tiny
gaping mouths across the silky muscular abdomen. His blood gushing down in a
carmine flood onto his jet-black pubic hair and painting his manhood and
large ball sack crimson as the impacts threw him backwards. He collapsed
across one of his friends as he screamed, contorted, twitched and trembled
in his death throes, covering his horrified young companion with crimson hot
blood, the utter waste of such a young brave virile life was a criminal
waste but his friends learned from his mistake and sat there with their
trembling hands raised above their heads. The metallic odour of fresh warm
blood mixed with the scent of vomit and faeces filled the hut, as his young
compatriots reacted to the sight of his tortured body.

My fellow soldiers moved through the terrified young Arabs till they reached
me and one of them picked up a piece of clothing and tipped water from his
canteen onto it wiping me cum covered face tenderly, one of the others was
undoing my hands and massaging my wrists to restore circulation. They lifted
me up and the two dressed me and helped me shuffle outside where they called
up for a medic and an ambulance to pick me up as I stood there shaking
feeling sticky fluid leaking from my abused arse. The third guy was covering
the petrified young prisoners who were sitting there dazed and watching
their compatriot twitching and pumping his blood out onto the floor where it
was slowly seeping into the hard packed dirt floor. Then with a shudder he
voided his bowels and bladder all over the boy he was lying across and he
arched up and gasped wetly through his blood filled mouth, his breath
rattling in his throat as he died. The sight of their friend as he contorted
and died added to the terror felt by the young men, as they began to cry in
fear and begged to be allowed to live as tears coursed down their cheeks.

I felt sorry for the young prisoners as I think they had felt they were
going to die when our troops reached their position so they were getting
their rocks off before it all happened and when they had the chance to
denigrate a soldier of the invading forces they just went at me to the
fullest. They could have killed me when they finished their sex play but
they didn't and that shows they weren't really killers or murderers.



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My stay in the hospital was brief and after 4 days I felt fine and I was
reassigned to guard duty at the prisoner of war camp, I thought this was
hilarious as I had been a prisoner myself. Maybe I could revenge myself on a
few of the young Arabs in my charge, after what had been done to me I had an
overwhelming desire to feel the erotic thrill of male flesh again.

I left the hospital and transferred my gear across to the prison camp, and
reported to the Officer in Charge, after I had completed the formalities in
the office I was ordered to report to the Commanding Officer. I knocked on
his door and entered saluting him as I snapped to attention he casually
returned my salute and offered me a chair, I thanked him and sat at
attention till he smiled at me after reading the orders I had brought with
me. He said, " It appears you had a nasty experience Sargent, I hope you are
over it."

I replied, " Yes sir, I feel good thanks. I have never experienced anything
like what happened before"

He looked at me seriously and asked, " Has your experience changed your
outlook on life?"

I blushed crimson and looked at the floor; I was trying to sort out my
emotions and feelings. How was I to tell him that I was hoping to revenge
myself on some of the pretty young prisoners? I stammered, " I I I 'm not s
s sure sir, I haven't s s s sorted it all out in my mind yet."

He studied me intently and I noticed his eyes sneaked down to study my
crotch area, he looked back into my face and blushed guiltily when he saw me
watching him. He was a very attractive guy about 26 and wore the rank of
captain on his uniform, his golden buzz cut hair set off his square jaw,
intense blue eyes and sensuous lips which I noticed were wet from his tongue
that had just caressed them. He replied, " I'm sure you will sort yourself
out quickly, you look to be a very good soldier."

I could feel my crotch tighten in excitement from his optical caress and the
thought of seeing him naked stirred my mind, his eyes returned to study my
crotch as I wriggled a little on the chair trying to get my hardening cock
to a better position. His tongue again involuntarily protruded from his
sensuous lips and coursed across their soft pink skin as his eyes roamed
over my crotch. My penis was uncontrollable and was visibly tenting my
camouflage uniform trousers and I began to break out into a sweat as my
heart began to pound pumping blood to my turgid engorged cock. His
entrancing blue eyes lifted to my brown orbs and a smile creased his
handsome face as he chuckled softly and stood up from behind his desk. My
eyes rocketed to his groin area and I was overjoyed to see a huge bulge in
his uniform as he walked around the desk and rested his firm bubble butt on
the edge of his desk

He leant back on his hands causing the bulge to tension the material of his
trousers to stretch even more and I could discern the proud helmet of his
glans clearly through the smooth cloth. He slowly brought his hand out and
picked mine up bringing it back and placing it squarely on his privates,
holding me there till I began to squeeze him and feel him up. His head
arched back exposing his tanned taught throat, his Adam's apple bobbing as
he swallowed continuously and groaned softly deep in his chest. My other
hand began to unzip his fly and I opened his pants to find his thick pulsing
tool poking out through the opening of his khaki boxers. It was weeping
tears of clear sticky juice and I bent forward to lick it from his stalk as
it ran down towards his hidden scrotum. The taste of him brought back the
memories of all those hot pricks I
had tasted in the hut that night and my body began to ache to feel him in my
throat and buried deeply inside my arse. My body slid off the chair as I
knelt on the floor and bent my head till my lips caressed the smooth shiny
purplish plum atop his heavily veined shaft.  But that may be reported in
another transmission from Iraq, at a later date.

If you enjoy this narrative, please let me know then I may be tempted to
continue the story. Your comments are eagerly sort regarding the story, any
suggestions gratefully received.
James.