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-----Please email your feedback to eden_ai@hotmail.com

-----Thanks to Charlie for helping as my editor. Thanks to those that have
resoponded and my appologies for taking so long on the second section.

-----This story is fantasy and involves mature themes.


----- Note:

Chapter title's are now followed by the name of the character who is
narrating (Adam narrated the first three chapters.)

-----


**********

Ch 4 Pain Grants Pleasure - Adam

**********

	It was now just after eleven in the evening. Mark and I had
finnished watching the football game. The T.V. and the house lights were
turned off after the game. I hadn't knoticed who was playing my attantion
was fixed on Johnson's muffled cries. We sat in silence listening to his
muffled pleadings, beging Mark to stop the crop machin. Mark sat in silece,
naked on couch. About twentie minues after the game was over the tapping of
the machen suddenly stoped.

	"Ok, boy." Mark said grabing the back of my neck. "Stay here and
don't touch the bitch." Mark ordered "I've got to get a room ready."

	The door to the basment closed as Mark finnished. I was guessing
Mark had meant the basement. There kneeling next to the sofa I could just
make out Johnson just a few feet infront of me. I couldn't really see him
but I could still hear his wimpering. The initail pain and adrenalin was
waring off, giving way to the pain of Johnson's swallen sack. Against
Mark's direction, I decided to check on Johnson.

	First placing my ear against the door, Mark was talking but I
couln't make anything out. There would be a few moments before he finnished
so I moved over to Johnson. Placing my hand on his back I could feel his
body shivering. The drill instructors body covered in a layer of sweat,
every muscle shimered in the dim light. Curling over the Marine I huged his
broad sholders, his cold body felt like ice against my chest. We stayed
kneeled together for several minutes. My hands slid down from Johnson's
shoulders and travled his equaly icy chest. Rubbing back and forth I
russled the hair on Johnson's pecs. With two fingers I started to masage
his niples untill they felt warm to the toutch. We had just enough time
together for Johnson to stop shivering before I heard Mark assending the
stairs.

	Sliding across the floor so I wouldn't be noticed I moved back to
my position by the sofa. Mark slamed open the door open its handle busting
a hole in the dry wall. There was a look of earger proud excitment on his
face. Mark had gone down stairs naked and came back from the basment
looking ready for Folsom Street Fair. His exposed uperbody clad in a
leather harness an "x" acros his chest and back. Mark was also wearing
Marine Corpse desert trousers and boots. The trousers button up fly lay
open exposing a budgling leather pouch. The knowledge that this was or had
been my Senior Drill Instructor felt both weird and exciting to me.

	"You ready for the rest of your punishment boy?" Mark growled at
Johnson.

	Johnson tried to give a response to Mark's question but it was only
a mumble through his gag. Mark laughed at the Marine's attempet, walking
behind him Mark studied Johnson's sack.

	With the light from the basement I could see the result of crop 400
hits. Johnson's ball sack had become engorged to nearly four times it's
typical size. The Marine's scrotum strined full at the size of a soft
ball. Johnson's genitals had turned a violet red from the amount of blood
traped there. The soldiers sack would remain this way as the chain
confining him also wrapped around the bass of his cock and balls.

	Mark kneelt down behind the Marine, his hands cuping Johnson's
engorged balloon balls. The Senior Drill instructor then took two fingers
and taped the green belt's balls. Johnson screemed so load that even
through the gag I thought a neighbors would hear.

	"You like that boy?" Mark whispered in Johnson's ear, fondling the
Marines balls.

	"Woof--Woof!" Johnson replied.

	A huge grin came across Mark's face. His hand released Johnson's
bloated manhood.

	"That's a good boy." Mark said rustling Johnson's buzz cut. "Maybe
we will think before we say something about our Senior Drill Instructor in
front of the platoon next time?"

	Mark then removed the chain that had been suffocating Johnson's
balls. Johnson rolled over on his back spreading his legs to let the blood
circulation out of his sack. Mark didn't stop him but continued to free
Johnson by removing the chain from his shackles. Johnson lay spread out on
the cold tile entryway, quietly whimpering as he composed himself. Mark
leaned over Johnson looking down into the Marine's big brown eyes.

	"Would you like to be able to breath better?" Mark asked twisting
Johnson's nipples.

	"Woof!" Johnson replied grimacing.

	Mark untied the socks then removed Johnson's pissed stained
underwear from the Marine's mouth. Johnson took in a shaky gasp of
air. Mark stood up, leaning against the front door watching his Drill
Instructor recoop. After a few moments Johnson was breathing regularly
again and Mark just stood there watching and waiting.


**********

Ch 5 My Boys - Mark

**********


	Staring at Johnson's naked body I would have loved to blow my wad
all over that Marine. Then I reminded myself that couldn't give him that
kind of attention until after his punishment. Then I remembered Adam still
kneeling by the couch watching us.

	"I nearly forgot you were here boy." I said.

	Truth was I had been imagining the scene that was about to unfold
with Johnson all night. His punnishment was reasonably well planed out but
Adam playing was unexpected. The talk we had sort of just happend and now
here he was waiting for my attention.

	Leaving Johnson I walked over to him kneeling patiently. His thin
frame seemed particularly small kneeling down in the dim room. Adam was
5'10" and 150 pounds, his body covered in a thin layer of brown hair. Adam
was a bear cub starter kit. Compared to Johnson, Gonzales, and me he seemed
frail like a doll. That however couldn't be further from the truth as he
came from a wrestling family, played water polo in high school, and did
join the Marine Corps. Even if he didn't get far.

	Standing in front of Adam I pushed my bulge into his face. Adam
leaned in a started licking my leather package. Again I had to fight off
the urges to fuck him right there. I pushed Adam head away from my cock,
his big brown eye's looked up at me. Adam's mouth open begging to be filled
by my seed again.

	"Well boy I was going to wait until we got to the bar but I think
I'll feed you now." I said pulling my half hard dick out and pressing its
head against the boy's tounge. The boy tried to close his mouth to suck me
but I stopped him. "Ah..ah..ah, not cream boy. Now open up so I can fill
you." I ordered.

	Adam opened his mouth wide and I let let my blader go I poured my
hot piss in Adam's throat. I could see the moment of shock in the boy's
eyes but he swallowed anyway. From my vantage point I could see his throat
open and close as he gulped down my piss. It was making me hard seeing him
like this, I'd never messed around with recruits not even former ones. Not
able to recall how many beers I'd had I found I couldn't seem to stop
pissing. The feeling of the rush of flud inside my now rock had dick made
me braced myself against the boy. Watching the clock I pissed into Adam's
mouth for the next minute and a half. Flexing out the last few squirts the
boy sucked my dick clean.

	"Fuck boy you know just what to do don't you." I said slapping his
face playfully as I pulled my dick from his lips with a pop.

	Adam's most attractive feature was being prim and proper in public
but in private he was a sexual creature. I'd met some of his family and it
was definitely the Portorican side that held this gene. The problem was
Adam knew this about himself. He didn't trust others to be in control of
him. That was until tonight, things still needed to go slow, but it
appeared I'd convinced him to trust me.

	Looking at the clock it was still early but I decided that if I
didn't take them to the bar now. Rather than loose control myself and
finish off both of the boys myself.

	"STAY!" I ordered pointing to both Johnson and Adam.

	Then I ran back down stairs and grabbed two latex hoods and two
beers. Returning up stairs they handn't moved.

	"On your feet both of you!" I ordered Opening the bottles of beer I
handed one to them both. "Drink boys!" I told them and they complied
quickly gulping down the liquid. "Here is what will happen! I need to break
in both of you boys, so we're going on a field trip. Out front now!"


**********

Ch 06 The Field Trip - Johnson

**********

	Mark didn't tell us were we were going but I knew it was
Sinister. When Mark opened the door the cold night's air against my exposed
sack nearly knocked me over.

	"Move boy!" Mark ordered.

	Being pushed forward by Mark I went out onto the porch then down
the steps toward the car. Through the latex I could make out basic shapes
well enough and staggered over to Mark's hard top Jeep. Adam was shoved up
against me and we both fell against the Jeep door.

	"In the back hatch!" Mark shouted.

	Adam and I moved quickly to the back were Mark pushed us into the
Jeep like luggage. Mark closing the hatch, moving to the diver's seat, and
starting the Jeep.

	"You boys don't talk or touch each other got it!" Mark ordered.

	"Yes Sir!" We both replied.

	Technically there was no possible way for us not to be touching. In
fact we barely fit in the space and rolled into each other. Adam didn't
need to say anything his face showed that he knew where we were
going. Somehow, even though I knew I'd have it harder, I felt for him. We
locked eyes for just a second and then I felt Adam shift folding himself
even smaller so I had room. Apparently the weirdness from this afternoon
was gone.

	It was maybe a fifteen minute ride to the bar, the Jeep was silent
the whole way. Then there was the sound of the gravel parking lot ground
beneath us and the car came to a stop. Mark got out of the car and was
immediately met by someone. My figuring was that Mark had spent the time in
the basement calling everyone he knew. Two fuckboys, one being a Marine
Drill Instructor, would probably bring in the masses. That thought in mind
I could here two more cars pull up as Mark was talking. Loud greetings and
footsteps, six people in one car, and two coming from the other. It was
definitely going to be a full house tonight.

	Then I could hear footsteps come up to the back of the Jeep, they
were wearing cowboy boots. The hatch opened Adam and I shot a glance at
each other.

	"Follow me!" The bouncer ordered.

	With that Adam and I got out of the Jeep, greeted immediately by
the cat calls of our adoring public. The Bouncer led us up to the bar,
there was a fucking line of admission. "Pour choice of words," I thought to
myself. This bar was free to get into usually but I guess we deserved a
cover fee. Then Mark appeared coming out of the front door apparently
having made his deal.

	"Stop looking around!" Mark shouted slapping me across the face,
this got a roar of approval.

	Mark pulled me into the bar, the bouncer tugging Adam. The main
room was a long wood bar on one side with stools and four booths on the
other, this led through an open door way to what was essentially the
bathroom. Two sinks at either end, a row of open stalls, and a wall of four
urinals where there were once eight. This room then led to a shower room
connected to a changing room that lead back into the bathroom.


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	We were both yanked into the changing room, essentially an empty
cement room with a drain and metal bench in the middle. On the way in we
had only passed the bar tender. I'd say it was around 9:30 so no one would
really be out yet anyhow.

	"Boy!" Mark shouted, snapping me to reality. "Lay down on your
back!"

	Mark motioned to the metal bench and I laid down. The metal was
freezing cold against my naked skin and made me realized how cold I
was. Still I tried not to show any sign of discomfort, the bastards. Mark
then pulled on both of my arms putting them above my head so my shackles
were by the bar holding up the bench. Mark chained me to the bar and to
make sure I didn't move continued the chain over my shoulders then around
my wast.

	"Wait here boy!" Mark said. There was some rustling as apparently
Mark made Adam sit up.

	"Sit here boy and drink any man I tell you to!" Mark ordered from
just outside of my peripheral view.

	That settled that question. Then Mark returned to me, straddling my
dick his hands rubbing my hairy chest. Mark's body moved up and down
grinding his covered ass on my man meat. Mark hands then traveled up to my
face lifting my laytex hood over my mouth and nose.  Mark kissed me and we
made out for a couple of moments.

	"Time for you next punishment boy." Mark whispered in my ear. "You
had two twenties in your pocket so two groups of twenty guys are going to
come and fuck you." As Mark finished this his tounge pushed all the way
into my mouth. This made me have to swallow our spit to stop from
gagging. Then Mark's tongue retreated. "Think you can take it boy?"

	"Yes, Sir!" I sounded off. Knowing that was what he wanted to hear
even if I wasn't' sure.

	"You ever been gang raped before Boy?" Mark asked.

	"No, S-ir!" I replied my voice cracked;dam it.

	 Mark leaned back far enough for me to see him smile.

	"We will just have to pace you boy." Mark said laughing to himself.

	Mark now slid down between my legs, lifting my feet up to better
expose my ass hole. Then for the first time in my life I felt a tounge
touch my anus. Before I could catch myself I let out a moan as Mark's
tounge tried to push inside of me.  Mark's spiting, slurping, and lapping
at my butt hole made my whole body electric. Then his tongue slipped just
inside of me. Then it withdrew and two fingers with what felt like crisco
were shove in my hole. Grunting to bear the presure I tried to control
myself.

	"Boy you're about to be a bitch to forty guys plus me. I suggest
you let yourself enjoy this while you can. Let that inner whore boy take
over." Mark said his fingers working the lube inside me.

	Marks pushing against my sphincter wall actually made me lose a
form of consciousness. All I could feel, all I could see were his fingers
inside of me. The room's lights, my arms, and the cold all faded away.

	Just as my first ring had done, my second ring opened for Mark's
passage. Mark's fingers starting to make fine circles inside me. Mark moved
his fingers around the walls of my shoot until I gasped. I've heard of an
A-Spot before but never thought about it, I knew that Mark had found
mine. There was the slightly horrifying realization that Mark was
masturbating me via my man pussy and I liked it. Clenching my jaw I tried
not to let out any audible moans for the hungry wolves. This was futile
when Mark's other hand started pumping my shaft, putting my legs on his
shoulders. A minute of this and I was moaning openly to Mark's fingers
truly fucking me. My hips lost control of themselves helping Mark's fingers
masturbate me. Mark even leaned over and sucked on my abdomen, it wasn't
long until I was ready to burst.

	"Cum for daddy boy!" Mark ordered.

	"Oh God!" I moaned, Mark's hand now fucking me furiously I couldn't
take it. My hips thrust up and I shot a huge load all over myself. Laying
there Mark pumped every bead of jiz from my dick. Then Mark sucked all my
cum into his mouth, it felt so good I trembled as if electrically
shocked. Mark spit my jiz on out on my ass hole pushing it in with his
fingers. God I was in ecstasy.

	"Now you're ready Boy!" Mark announced. "Let them in!"