Date: Fri, 25 Apr 2008 16:41:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bert Carley <bert_carley@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Virgin Army Boy Deflowered" - Ch 11

The following story is fiction. It involves sexually explicit erotic events
between males. If you are offended by such material or are too young, live
where it is not allowed, please don't read the story. In the world of this
story, the characters do not always use condoms. Make sure you protect
yourself from disease in the real world in which we all live today by
always using a condom. Author may be contacted at the following email
address.  bert_carley@yahoo.com

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Virgin Army Boy Deflowered -- Chapter 10 ended with:

The guys finally lifted the girl's legs up on to their shoulders and slowly
worked their huge cocks into their love canals and began a slow and
sensuous fuck session.

After a spell Jemarcus asked, "Well girls, are we comfortable and ready to
up the tempo a bit and really start having some fun together?"

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       Virgin Army Boy Deflowered -- Chapter 11 (The final chapter)

Michael and Jamie were both wide eyed and bushy tailed by now, really
enjoying the lovin' they were getting from Jemarcus and Kareem. Initially
they were quite apprehensive, nervous and uncomfortable, wondering if the
big guys were going to be abusive with them, since they had tried to ditch
and run from the big guys earlier. That not being the case, the guys
quickly turned into two big lovable hunks once they had the girls captured
and under their total control in the privacy of their shared room. They
took time for foreplay, preparing them for their huge black
appendages. They started out slow and easy until actions indicated the
girls were enjoying the feelings associated with being sexually stimulated
while totally filled with their huge black meat. As soon as the guys upped
the pace the gals began to exhibit all the signs of the two lustful white
pussy-boys they truly had become, sniffing and inhaling the scent of the
two awesomely masculine male hunks in rut. The hunks in turn were proudly
displaying their muscled bodies and large male genitalia as they all
succumbed to their individual sexual desires, feeding on each other like
wild animals.

The smell of strong testosterone induced male pheromones soon filled the
warm room as the big guys picked up their pace and began to sweat
profusely.  The strong familiar smell of black meat in rut and sweating
profusely acted as a powerful aphrodisiac to Michael and Jamie. The guys
were soon pile-driving their long fat hard dicks into the luscious warmth
of the girl's juicy honey pots, speeding up, then slowing down, trying to
prolong the inevitable fireworks, but they were so turned on to the soft,
hungry wombs encapsulating and milking their cocks, they had little control
at the speed in which their balls were going to unload. Juicy hot jizz
quickly erupted impregnating their baby-maker swimmers up into the soft,
warm wombs of Michael and Jamie. The internal molten lava flow brought the
submissive bottoms to massive climaxes making subdued squeals of
pleasure. The first round of shared pleasures came quickly; however,
Jemarcus and Kareem had just begun to satisfy their sexual needs and
immediately proceeded to prepare for round two at the delight of both
Michael and Jamie.

Jemarcus pulled his huge shaft from between Michael's hot buns, lifted her
up onto his bed face down, worked a pillow up under her mid section and
quickly mounted her again. He immediately began doing powerful push-ups
until sweat began dripping off him and raining down onto Michael's back and
buns.  Finally, dripping wet with perspiration, he dropped to his knees and
forearms over Michael and rubbed his sweaty body back and forth over the
soft white skin, his face, lips and nose buried in the soft, sweet smelling
blond hair covering Michael's head. He continued fucking her sweet ass
until his muscles were bulging and he stiffened, throwing his head back and
letting out a loud 'Fuck YES,' dropping another massive load of baby makers
into Michael's already hot and juicy womb. This caused Michael to climax
sending hot sperm down on to the towel they had spread over the
bedclothes. Jemarcus rolled over on to his side still joined with his
playmate, taking her with him. He continued nuzzling his nose into her neck
and golden locks, inhaling her fresh scent deeply, letting out a loud
masculine moan before stating the obvious.

"You be one hot bitch girl! I can tell you love the feel of my big nigger
dick fuckin your sweet cracker ass!"

"Mmmm Yes - I sure do love your big black Niger juicer. It's bigger around
than any I have experienced for some time, and really felt so good
constantly spreading and rubbing on my hot button. I loved the way it gets
me off and want a lot more. Your strong masculine scent is a natural
aphrodisiac to me too. You smell so great all I want to do is lick, suck
and taste of you all over Jemarcus! You're definitely the ALPHA- MAN!"

"Well, well -- that can be arranged - coming right up baby-cakes!" He
pulled his still semi-hard cock from Michael and rolled over on his back,
lifted and turned Michael so he was laying face down on top of his dripping
wet tuffs of wiry black hair and skin on his muscled pecks, abs and
stomach. He put one arm up over his head as his other guided Michael's head
and face into the coarse hair in his armpit and whispered, "This is all for
you babe. Enjoy baby after you give me some sugar!" Michael inhaled J's
pit, rubbed his face in the dripping wet mass of hair and then turned her
head just enough to join her lips with J's huge, puffy black lips, the kind
she so loved tasting on black guys. Jemarcus nibbled on Michael's lower lip
after she tasted his tongue and the sweet tasting saliva inside his
mouth. He then placed her face back in his pit.  He just let Michael have
her way licking and sniffing the sweat that saturated his body. Special
attention was paid to the big guy's dripping, hairy armpits and his huge
king size erect nips. Michael was intoxicated tongue lapping her way down
over J's chest, abs, naval and into the dense black hair surrounding the
massive cock and balls. She devoured every bit of salty moisture she could
find, finally traveling down a thigh, calve and foot. She licked and sucked
J's long toes admiring how each was perfectly formed into separate joints
as were those on fingers. She then switched to J's other foot and worked
her way back up to the prize. She began by holding the long thick blind
meat shaft up with one hand and licking it from base to the long skin
covering the massive head. The final delight was working her tongue down
into the inch long loose tube of excess skin and working her tongue around
and around until the skin started to pull back as the shaft expanded and
began to pulsate from the pleasurable stimulation. Slowly the foreskin
retracted, exposing the huge mushroom head and reddish purple glands,
allowing Michael to slurp and lick, taste and smell to her heart's content
all the juices of their mixed body fluids. Michael devoured all traces of
the heady mixture. She showed all the signs of a dedicated Cock
Connoisseur.

Jemarcus moaned, "Suck it baby! Oh! Make daddy proud of his pretty blond
cocksucker." The huge veins running down and around the full length of J's
black cock-shaft were pulsating at a speed matching his heartbeat. "Yea
baby - swallow it now! Oh yes, just like that! Oh FUCK is that good baby!
It won't be long and daddy will deliver a big creamy protein shake for you
baby!  OH YEA -- hear it comes! OH FUCK YES!"  The big guy's entire body
began to involuntarily tremble and jolt as Michael's throat and mouth
filled with massive blasts of delicious creamy protein fit for any queen.

Michael was devouring the juicy dessert, moaning, face totally mounted over
the 'Great Black Deliverer,' until it became too painfully sensitive for
Jemarcus to endure. He grabbed Michael by the ears, lifted her mouth off
his cock and placed her head back up to settle into his moist pit.

"Inhale baby, inhale my strong scent. Rest there while I recharge baby!
Then big daddy will let you ride the pony for awhile and get you all
emotional again. Inhale me good baby, soon you will crave big daddy's taste
and scent and want his big dick inside that tight, hot boy-pussy regular
like and really get addicted to me putting the meat to you and filling you
with The Man's' powerful Nigger jizz. Wouldn't you like that Michael baby?"

"Um huh, I sure could fall for you big time Daddy Jemarcus -- you are very
special to me already, but Sarge is my number one guy and I'm committed to
his happiness as long as he wants me and treats me fairly.

"Well, you must know by now he and Raul are cheating on you two girls
pretty regularly, so I figure maybe I have a chance to steal your heart
away from Sarge and put you in my arms regularly, maybe even full time. We
will see! I may have to challenge him for you very soon and may the best
man win you babe.  That would be me of course, hands down -- no contest!
You let me know when you've had enough of his infidelity and I'll make my
move. In the meantime, I will be here for you when ever you need big daddy
tickling your fancy!"

Kareem all this time has Jamie laid out on her back on the leather covered
weight bench, holding her legs up and spread out wide being held by his
long arms as he butt fucks her white ass. Jamie's eyes are closed, her
mouth gaped open drooling, looking as though she is enjoying Kareem's
mastery of the art of corn holing and keeping a girl on the edge of orgasm
and in the need for all the pleasure she can get from a sexy good looking
black stud like him. She is in total bliss and oblivious to everything
other than the sexual pleasure she is feeling running through her entire
body.

Jamie is softly muttering, "Fuck me harder Kareem. Oh yea, that's it. You
got it now stud. Oh Yes, just please don't stop! Oh fuck, I'm gona cum."
Jamie suddenly shoots a long shot of creamy jizz, which goes over her head
and is soon running down the adjoining wall, followed by four more gushers
that cover her own face, neck and chest. She is trembling and her pussy
muscles are pulsating with each ejaculation.

Jamie's internal muscle action instantly takes Kareem over the top. How
could he not shoot his load -- there was no holding back. He stiffens and
drops his powerful load of wiggly swimmers up into Jamie's womb.  As they
slowly return to Earth from the Milky Way, Kareem lowers Jamie's legs to
the floor and helps her to her feet. She suddenly is on wobbly feet and
leans on Kareem for support. He pops Jamie lovingly on the ass cheeks and
leads her to his bed where they cuddle together hugging and kissing and are
soon joined again on their sides enjoying a slow session of blissful
lovemaking.

During the night between short naps, the guys take the girls through many
more passionate orgasms. The Saturday morning sun is rising in the eastern
sky as Jemarcus nudges Michael awake and says, "Rise and shine babe; daddy
needs some food, so get your buns up and we will shower, then get some grub
in the mess hall." When he looked over to roust Kareem and Jamie to join
them they were already up and awake, obviously already down the hall in the
showers, since their cloths still lay draped over the desk chair.  Jemarcus
and Michael rushed to the showers and it wasn't long and the four were in
the mess hall leisurely consuming enough calories to replenish all the
energy they had burned during the night.

After breakfast, Jamie and Michael told the guys they needed to walk across
the centralized parade ground back to HQ's Company so they could clean up a
bit more, change clothing and check on a few things that needed taken care
of, like laundry and cleaning up their cubicle, etc. They didn't get any
flack from either Jemarcus or Kareem after they agreed to let them walk
them over to their barracks so they could see where the girl's cubicle was
located. Before the guys left the girls to their chores and wandered back
to their own barracks at Co B, they asked them if they wanted to play some
more that evening, to show up at their room at 5:00pm and the four could
eat dinner together in their mess hall again and plan another evening
together playing pony games. A big hug, a kiss and a swift pop on their
asses from the two big guys and they were off headed back across the large
parade ground that tied the individual company barracks of the 39th
Infantry together.

Michael and Jamie immediately checked to see if Sarge and Rolf were back in
their rooms from their evening escapades. They found no trace of the guys
or any indication that they had returned and spent the night in their
barracks rooms, so they spent the remainder of Saturday morning cleaning
and trudging their dirty laundry down the road a couple of blocks to the
nearby Laundromat, finishing up and returning to the barracks just before
lunchtime. They showered and cleaned themselves up real well, slipped into
some of the sexy silk underclothing and new expensive civvies that Lenny
had purchased for them in Seattle and went down to the mess hall for lunch
to see what affect they would have on the men present. They were really
quite impressed with how many guys turned their heads and stared at them as
they went through the chow line with their trays and sauntered down the
isles finding a vacant table in their new tight fitting outfits that showed
off their finest physical attributes. While they were eating they discussed
their options for the evening and the weekend should Sarge and Rolf not
show up soon to be with them. They both realized that unless Sarge and Rolf
returned before 5:00, Jemarcus and Kareem would most likely be their
companions again tonight, which they both agreed would be just fine. They
also thought they might get the telephone number from Kobe for Tyrone and
Lamar at the 'Leather Hut' and 'Pleasure Playhouse' in Tacoma, call them
and see if they wanted to come by and pick them up to play over the
weekend. Before they left the mess hall they did get Kobe to give them the
telephone number for Tyrone and Lamar. They called from Kobe's office phone
to Tacoma to talk with Tyrone and Lamar, but an answering machine took the
call. They left a message stating they would be interested in spending the
weekend with them should they be interested, so they would be calling them
back around 4:00pm to talk.

When they left Kobe's office and the mess hall they still had no idea what
they would be doing that evening, or the weekend, as a matter of fact, but
still hopeful that their guys, Sarge and Rolf would be back from wherever
they were soon and reunite with them for the weekend. They headed down the
corridor toward the stairwell leading to the second floor and their cubicle
to take a leisurely nap in preparation for the Saturday night ahead, as
they didn't get much rest the night before in the company of Jemarcus and
Kareem. They both stripped, hung up their expensive clothing so they
wouldn't get wrinkled and crawled into their cots for a bit of leisurely
after lunch nap.

They were rudely awakened at about 4:00pm by the sound of the all alert
signal coming through the PA system, followed by the First Sergeant's voice
announcing that the 39th Infantry Division was being placed on full alert
and all personnel were restricted to base and those off base were to be
notified and return to headquarters in uniform for further instructions
immediately.

Needless to say, by the end of the following week when talks between
President Kennedy and Soviet leader Khrushchev reached the boiling stage
and the cold war escalated into what became know as the Berlin Crisis. That
1961 event deployed the entire 39th Infantry Division in a massive airlift
operation to Germany.  The 39th was packed up, airlifted via South
Carolina, then to the Azores, and finally landing in Frankfort, Germany and
trucked to Wildflicken, near Fulda, just a short distance from the border
separating East and West Germany. Michael and Jamie were devastated when
Sarge and Rolf were reassigned and again placed on Temporary Duty (TDY)
with the 22nd Artillery Division and deployed to West Berlin. Michael and
Jamie quickly realized that they wouldn't be seeing Sarge or Rolf for some
time, possibly never if we went to war.

By the fourth evening in Wildflicken Michael and Jamie both craved the
attention of a man, so shortly after chow that evening they trudged through
the snow in the dead of winter and found their way to a local beer pub,
walking distance of their barracks. They stopped at the very first one they
encountered in the small village. Once inside they encountered a few male
locals and a few West German soldiers stationed nearby along the East/West
German border, none of which spoke more than a few words of English. At
first the German guys ignored them, but as soon as the strong dark German
beer, quite high in alcohol kicked in, it wasn't long and Michael and Jamie
were showing their true colors and coming on to all the hunky guys,
especially the German soldiers in uniform. The language barrier no longer
seemed to be a problem with communicating with the Germans for Michael and
Jamie after the dark beer kicked in and turned them into sexy effeminate
exhibitionists. They quickly became quite welcome and popular with all the
Germans, the older owner of the pub and his two bartenders, but especially
with the macho soldiers. The two were bought more and more dark beer by the
Germans until they were shit-faced drunk, loose, and letting the guys know
exactly what they wanted. They danced with guys, letting them squeeze and
fondle them as they rubbed their raging hard-on's against the two obviously
American gay-boys. Acting like two girls in heat and enjoying the physical
stimulation they were receiving from the Germans, the girls began to do a
slow strip to the music.

Once Michael and Jamie were down to their tight-e-white-e undergarments,
and a couple of the Alpha male soldiers had their big dicks out and
preparing to rut the two right their in the center of the pub, the older
tavern owner and the largest of the two bartenders stepped in and grabbed
Michael and Jamie by the nap of their necks and the waistband on their
shorts, pulling them away from the two Alpha male soldiers. The old tavern
owner made an announced in their native language to the others and everyone
whistled and shouted with excitement. He and the one bartender then ushered
the two down a hallway and into a large storeroom in the back of the pub,
locked the door behind them and stripped the girls of their boxers
rendering the two completely nude. They were led to the back and pushed
toward a couple of mattresses spread on the floor covered with clean
sheets. The bartender began to talk in broken English telling them they
would be the entertainment and pussy-boy whores for the night, since they
were so eager, earning half of what would be collected from the guys for
their special services. He pointed to a shelf containing towels, lube and
rubbers.  Off to one side was a toilet, wash basin and stall shower with
soap. He smiled at the two, popped them each on the ass a couple of times
and he and the old tavern owner grabbed their boxers, put them to their
noses, sniffed the undergarments and the old guy grabbed both and put them
in his back pocket. They left leaving Michael and Jamie standing looking at
each other in total surprise. They heard the door lock as they exited.
Jamie and Michael smiled at each other, then immediately began to prepare
themselves for an evening of physical delights. It wasn't long and the door
opened and the two Alpha male soldiers entered that took the lead while
they were on the dance floor stripping. The two big guys pulled their
dripping cocks out walked toward the girls, waiving their huge endowments
at the two until they were pushed up against them pushing the two down on
their knees with their faces buried in the guy's crotches. It didn't take
long and the two German soldiers dropped their creamy jizz with the sound
of a massive groan of pleasure.

The old tavern owner in the meantime had entered the room and was sitting
in a chair monitoring the proceedings making sure only the services
purchased were what was delivered to each customer as he sniffed and chewed
on the girl's boxers he pulled from his rear pocket. He shouted in German
to the two Alpha male soldiers after they fed their jizz to the girls. They
backed off, put their dicks back in their pants and left the room glaring
at the tavern owner as they exited. Two more guys entered as they were
leaving, and the girls again blew the two at the command of the old man
running the show. It seemed like that was all they would be doing until
everyone took their first turn. The two Alpha Male soldiers first at the
girls were soon back paying the old guy for a second round with the
girls. This time they stripped nude and started licking and sucking on the
girl's asses and rosebuds, pinching their nipples and getting them all
lustful and begging to get fucked. That's all it took for the guys to throw
the two bitches on their backs, lift there legs up over their shoulders and
mount them quickly. They fucked for a good twenty minutes before the old
guy shouted something to them and they picked up speed and soon dropped a
huge load of baby makers up into Michael and Jamie's hot money-maker sexy
bottoms. The guys dressed and the next pair that entered also stripped and
fucked their hot asses as well. Each of the following pair, some receiving
blow jobs, some only screwing the two, but some received both services with
Michael and Jamie before the old guy would shout and the guys would dress
and exit. This went on until 2:00am -- closing time. The old man was so
worked up at that time himself, he stepped up to Jamie and pulled out his
dick as Jamie dropped to her knees and quickly brought the old guy's dick
to a swift climax. The old man pulled their shorts out of his pocket,
sniffed them again and handed them to the two, just as the two bartenders
entered the room with their other clothing. They both stripped and took
their pleasures with Michael and Jamie before dressing and returning to
their closing duties up front.

Just as Michael and Jamie were finished showering and dressing the old man
grabbed them both by the arms and led them back to the now empty pub,
except for the three of them and the two bartenders. The bartender that
spoke English handed both Michael and Jamie a wad of German marks which
they were told amounted to $60 each. The bartender then acted as
interpreter for the old tavern owner stating that he would like to have
them come back every evening they could, especially the weekends and work
the back room. He said the word would get around and on weekends they might
easily earn $150 to $200 each per night. They were more interested in the
sex than the money, but didn't refuse the old man's monetary offer to
guarantee their return each evening. They threw their arms around the old
man, kissed him and were soon back at their barracks tucked into their own
bunks dreaming of things to come.

Michael and Jamie physically bonded with the West German Soldiers and were
treated to some wild sex during the following weeks. The big masculine
German hunks naturally always were the fuckers, Michael and Jamie the
receptive, delighted and lustfully excited fuckees. They learned in that
storeroom that nearly every one of the German soldiers they serviced
sported the natural long lace curtains (not circumcised), were well hung
and really knew how to fuck ass and put a smile on a girl's face. For
nearly eight weeks while they were stationed in Wildflicken they gravitated
back to that beer joint each night getting shit faced on the strong beer
and graciously servicing the horny West German troops that seemed to gather
there in larger and larger numbers once the word got around about the
special talents of the two beautiful young US Army soldiers.

Michael and Jamie did get away on a couple of weekends to travel a bit. One
weekend in particular while they were checking out the gay bars in
Frankford, they were aggressively pursued by a good looking German man,
probably in his early thirties, in a bar called 'The Red Fox.' After
Michael and Jamie became a bit tipsy and loosened up on the strong dark
beer, the man easily talked them into accompanying him to his nearby
apartment on foot. All went well until he ushered them through the bedroom,
the only way into the bathroom in the small second story apartment. The guy
didn't speak a word of English. As they were led through the darkened
bedroom laughing in route to the bathroom, the guy tripped on something and
fell out flat on the bed. A woman, obviously his girl or his wife,
instantly awoke, rubbed her eyes and looked up at the three. He said a few
words to her in German, kissed her and climbed off the bed. She looked up
at Michael and Jamie, said something with another big smile, then turned
over and went right back to sleep.  Once he got Michael and Jamie into the
bathroom he stood over the toilet, pulled out his cock, worked the long
foreskin back off the head and began to pee, letting out a few moans as it
drained. He left his huge flaccid cock hanging loose, then slowly started
jacking it to its' full blown glory. He then slowly turned and stepped
aside motioning for both Michael and Jamie to do the same. The minute
Michael had finished, he grabbed him into his arms, spun him around,
loosened Michael's belt and lowered his pants and boxers down to just above
the knees in what seemed like an instant. He rubbed his hardened cock up
and down between Michael's bare buns spreading the steady stream of
cock-snot with one hand where needed as the other hand ran up under his
shirt and tweaked his nipples until Michael was turned on to his
manipulations and softly moaning with his head thrown back on the guy's
shoulder. The guy pulled his foreskin back all the way off the glands on
the mushroomed head and rubbed the steady supply of pre-cum with his
fingers over the head of his dick and into Michael's pulsating rosebud. He
pushed Michael face down over the countertop of the lavatory and lined his
dick up with the target. In one huge thrust of his pelvis, he roughly
mounted Michael and began to hump his ass spouting what had to be
obscenities in German whispers, stressing certain words as he took total
control of Michael. He lowered his head down on the back of Michael's neck,
held him in place with his teeth dug into his shoulder as a dog would do
with his bitch, until Michael adjusted to the rough treatment he was
receiving. The big guy didn't last long before he stiffened and dropped his
huge load of jizz with a loud grunt. He pulled quickly, still sexually
aroused and fully boned. He immediately pulled down Jamie's pants and
shorts. He spat in his palm and rubbed it over his dick, hacked again on
his finger and worked three up into Jamie before he pushed him up against
the wall and mounted him just as roughly as he had with Michael and again
spouting non-stop German obscenities, only louder, as though he was working
off his hostilities as he fucked a queer boy. It took much longer this time
for him to drop his juicer into Jamie. After he climaxed, he pulled a
handful of toilet tissue off the roll, wiped his dick clean, pulled off
more and stuffed it in the crack of each of their asses to catch any wet
cum seepage discharges, had them pull up their shorts and pants and quickly
led them back through the bedroom to the stairway leading to the front
door. He literally pushed them out spouting something in German as he shut
the door leaving them on the stoop in the cold on this winter night. The
two looked at each other and started laughing. They discussed what had just
happened, then walked back to 'The Red Fox' and had a few more dark beers
before they went on their way back to a cheap hotel room they had rented
earlier that day for the night. The two kissed and made out, finally 69ing
and blowing each other before they curled up together and dropped off to
sleep until mid-morning.

Once things settled down along the borders of East/West Berlin and
East/West Germany and the East Germans started building the Berlin Wall to
keep the East Berlin population from crossing the boarder into West Berlin
and West Germany for higher paying jobs and a better life, the crisis was
over and the 39th returned to Fort Lewis, Washington. Sarge and Rolf soon
were back off TDY with the 22nd Artillery and very glad to be back and
humping Michael and Jamie. What ever happened to Sarge and Rolf while they
were with the 22nd Artillery changed them considerably. The two seemed
perfectly content and happy taking their pleasures with Michael and Jamie
every night of the week, as well as on the weekends when the four would
pack into the old van and run up to Seattle to spend quality time together
with Jaraald and Lenny.

Three months later, the end of August 1962, Michael's 18 month term of
active duty with the US Army expired and he was honorably discharged. It
was pre-arranged by Sarge and Jaraald that he would spend the six months in
the big house in Seattle and start going through the medical treatments to
become a transsexual, awaiting Sarge's honorable discharge. Sarge spent
every moment possible before his discharge with Michael in the big house in
Seattle comforting and making love to him. Lenny was a big help, acting
like his big sister, helping him through the mood swings and discomforts
that he himself had experienced.  Between Lenny and Jaraald, Michael was
kept happy and comforted when Sarge was on base completing his active
duty. They had become such a well knit family that Jaraald was more than
happy and willing to take care of Michael's sexual needs when Sarge was
fulfilling his military obligations during weekdays on base. By the time
Sarge was discharged Michael was through a great deal of the first phase of
his transition to becoming a female. After those six months he had
developed a huge set of boobs and his good sized dick had become of little
importance in giving him erotic stimulation and sexual pleasure. Lenny and
Jaraald spent more time with Michael during these six months than did Sarge
under the circumstances, therefore Michael attached himself and bonded
physically and emotionally to Lenny and Jaraald. He slept with them and
they both smothered him with the comfort, love and sex that he needed.
Lenny often said it was good that Jaraald was as sexually potent as he was,
because he was constantly being pawed and molested by what he eventually
started calling his two bitches, but always with a big smile and about 14
inches of black Niger meat for them to share like two wanton
nymphomaniacs. Fortunately Lenny was more than happy to share his hubby
with Michael, so there were no bitch fights along the way. However, until
Sarge was finally discharged and living full time with Michael in the big
house, Michael constantly gravitated to Jaraald, having completely bonded
with the big guy with the magnificent black anaconda style super juicer.
In time Sarge took Michael to Mexico for the final stage of his transition
to womanhood, otherwise referred to as transsexual.

As planned, Jaraald brought Sarge, now Axel Wood in as a full partner in
'The Stables' operation. The two did convert the big Tutor house into a
five star hotel and convention center. They built another ultra modern
house on that view property Jaraald had wanted for years looking down on
Seattle. Jaraald and Axel found it perfectly natural to continue sharing
their wives with each other on a regular basis, as they had all become as
one over the years. The two couples eventually adopted two biracial
children each, sold the business and moved to the wonderful warm climate
along the Atlantic coast in Miami, Florida.

As for Rolf and Jamie, they continued to remain a couple for a few months,
spending many weekends in Seattle with Axel, Michael, Jaraald and Lenny.
Eventually Jamie Whiteman re-enlisted and was reassigned to the Presidio of
San Francisco and Sgt. Rolf was promoted to Master Sergeant, remained in
the US Army, and ended up eventually getting sent to Vietnam where he lost
his life as so many others did during the Vietnam War.

The End! It's been a long time coming. Thanks for your patience. Author's
Email: bert_carley@yahoo.com