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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 19 Location: Edinburgh, UK |
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“BARKER!” the General Levingston barked as he stormed into the camp. His brown eyes were ablaze and his were muscles visibly shaking as the door smashed open. His target, Private Darren Barker, had just finished getting ready for the day’s work in his quarters, the last one to get up and out. He reacted in his cool, collected fashion when his commander came in. “Yes General Levingston?” he couldn’t help grinning as he replied. “Don’t smile at me boy when I’m shouting at you!” Levingston snapped back. “I’m sorry sir” “And stand up straight when I’m here!” “Yes sir” he straightened up, still with a childish glint in his green eyes. Barker was the youngest of his squadron, barely 18 and still competing physically with those much older than him. The general was just trying to find any excuse to pick on him. In contrast with his new protégé, the dark skinned, overly muscled, tall, bald general was still in another league to Barker. “You haven’t been coming to morning exercises lately have you?” he probed menacingly; his breath, fresh as always running down Barker’s neck. “No sir...” he closed his eyes, trying to resist the tickling of the general’s sharp breath “And why is that?” “I’ve been...” “Over sleeping haven’t you? You need to get more fucking sleep then! No evening recreation time!” “Very well sir.” He turned to leave, but the General stopped him in his tracks “That’s not enough! You’ve still be slacking off in training! You need to do more work! And wipe that fucking smirk off your face!” “I try my best sir!” “Well you need to try harder! 100 push-ups, NOW!” Barker did as he was told. People had warned him not to get on the bad side of Levingston. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to do them, he could do thousands easily. It’s just a pointless waste of time... It was always the same, push-ups every other morning because he’d been slacking off, when he blatantly hadn’t. Next he’d rest his foot on his pulsating back. Sure enough... He couldn’t help but feel bored of his endless games with him, but it’ll pass. He’ll forget by tomorrow. The 100 passed by quickly, and Barker wasn’t even in a sweat. But the foot of the general stayed clamped on his back. “Not so fast Barker” his powerful voice boomed out. “You’re gonna do one more thing for your master”. Well that’s a new one. Master... Barker thought as the General’s hands slammed the door shut the moved downwards. The childish glint in Barker’s eyes faded as they ended up on Levingston’s zipper. “I don’t think I can...” “You do what I fucking well say! Now get on your fucking knees boy!” he ordered, his voice oozing with dominance. Barker had never really sucked off as old as this, but he also found being commanded such a turn on. He just did what he had done before, started playing around with his tongue on the General’s head; which really was much bigger than he’d ever known. He struggled getting his mouth around it. And his struggles didn’t go unnoticed. “Come on you lazy fucker! Suck me off, don’t lick me like I’m some sort of pussy! Or aren’t you grateful to even have such a hot dick in your mouth? Work harder boy!” He spanked Darren hard, as if willing him to go on, like an animal. Eventually Darren got into his stride and covered the General’s organ with good long licks. He may have been right about how hugely hot it was, but Darren just didn’t feel right. Sure, he’d done this sort of thing millions of times. But they were on much younger cocks... This didn’t feel like play, it felt like work. “Oh yeah, you keep doing that Barker! Shit, your mouth is wetter than my dick. Oh fuck, look how bad you want this!” The truth was Darren, just wanted to get this over and done with. But he knew the General must have been sucked off more than he had sucked. So he just had to try and add a little Barker magic to make the dirty old man spray sooner! Darren drove his head further down, swallowing up more of the cum-soaked dick. It may have hurt a little, but it tasted so good. The General certainly seemed to approve and let out frequent moans one after the other. By the time he could take no more, Darren really was getting to enjoy it. The General ripped his long cock from the drooling teenager’s mouth and said: “That’s enough for today, Barker. You’ve got one hot mouth! Take that from me, I’ve had my cock in more people’s mouths than you would ever dream of! Now you cock-sucking bitch, get to drills before I drown you in my cum!” Darren gathered his thoughts and got up. He jogged out of the camp and towards his fellow soldiers. He certainly enjoyed getting to suck someone off; it’d be so long since his last time. The taste of the general’s juicy meat kept coming back, and by the end of the day he couldn’t control himself from drooling. When he climbed into bed, his mouth tingled as the sheer size came back to haunt him. He couldn’t get to sleep without wanking away all the thought of the previous morning The next day, the General came back for more. Even though Darren was on time, he still found another excuse to “punish” him. Darren wasn’t disappointed though, his wanking last night still had completely rid his mind of the details. Soon, memories became reality again and Darren was starting to get seriously turned on by the time he’d finished. This time as the General disembarked, he even mentioned doing it on a daily basis! The joy was soon coming back to the blowjobs for Darren. And who knows how horny the General was getting? On the third time, things didn’t go fully to plan. Darren was too horny to begin with. Thinking about the taste of the General’s cum made him completely wild even as he just got the head in his mouth. His movements were agile and hard, like an innocent boy and a lollipop. As well as gallons of drool escaping Darren’s lips, the General went too far and a huge river of load sprayed all over Darren and into his mouth. Darren was overjoyed; his devious plan had worked, and he could finally taste the benefits. But the General: “You fucking idiot! Look what you’ve made me do! They’ll catch us now!” While Darren was too busy enjoying the taste of fresh sperm on his face, the General threw him face first on the nearest bunk. Darren was too surprised to react, and the General’s huge muscles were still completely vanquishing the young stud. The General tucked his dripping rod away and tore off Darren’s trousers in equal speed. This revealed a beautifully curved and creamy ass. Sadly, the general had far from such innocent ideas. His vast black hand raised high enough for Darren to see it. Then no sooner had it been there, than it came into crashing contact with his ass. Darren squealed in pain. The hand rose and fell in quick succession over and over again. The hard and relentless spanking gave Darren’s ass a glowing red tint, so ugly compared to the milky innocence it had before. It was the first time Darren had been spanked so hard. By the last smack, he groaned rather than shrieked. This man wasn’t just after him for sex, he was a sex god! 50 strikes later and the General got off Darren. Breathing deeply out of orgasm he growled the Darren: “Look you dirty fucker, I’m gonna fuck you so hard for what you did to me! And don’t you forget it! Your ass is gonna be so sore once I’ve pounded you!” And with that he stormed out. Darren was left gasping in awe at the General. A pounding from the General? Well that would certainly give his ass a baptism of fire. Darren grinned. Bring it on, Oldie! Day Four; fuck day; and the General didn’t come this morning. Darren felt a slight twinge of disappointment. Surely the General couldn’t forget such an important date; the date to show Darren complete ecstasy? There was still now sign of him throughout morning drills either. Darren was starting to feel slightly depressed. He was quite looking forward to it. Although the General was some 40 years his senior, he certainly had a fantastic sense of power about him, and his cock was definitely his best feature! It wasn’t until lunch that the General showed up. Darren had to hide his excitement as the General approached his table. “Barker, my office, now...” he growled quietly. Darren grinned as he followed him to his office. This was it... The General walked to the back of his office as Darren locked the door; a childish smirk smeared right across his face. The General casually sat down and started undoing his trousers, but still with that same look of serious lust, never smiling. As he was fumbling with his belt he looked straight at Darren. “Look how hard you’ve fucking got me! I’ve been jerking off all morning thinking about you and your hot mouth! No-one else has ever made me cum like I did yesterday before! You seriously are one hot bitch!” The trousers fell and the General’s organ stood tall and thick straight in the air. Darren fell to his knees again. The sight of the huge chocolate stick made his knees go weak. “Now, you work your magic. But don’t make me spurt just yet! I want to save that for your peachy little ass!” Darren obliged, more than willingly. He pulled the skin back, revealing the familiar sight of the General’s fat head. It was already seeping precum, which Darren licked up. He worked past the pain which he was used to by now, and rammed all of it deep into his mouth. Soon Darren even got hard as his rhythm got faster and faster. And all the time the General was spewing out load, and sweet words of ecstasy. The General knew what Darren did to him though and pulled him out deep into Darren’s orgasm. They both stood up and the General demanded: “Right, you show me your fat little ass now! I want to make you scream like hell” Darren smirked again and whipped off his trousers “Mr. Peachy Ass, reporting for duty sir!” They fell to the floor and for the first time the General smiled lustfully. He grabbed Darren’s collar and bent him over his desk. Darren’s entrance was now gaping wide open for the thick mahogany snake to board. Darren braced himself for the boarding. But when it came, it was infinitely better than he ever thought it would be. His ass may be being torn wide open, but he loved every second of it. He shrieked at the top of his voice as the General’s entire organ slid in and out again. He’d be feeling this one for a long time to come! The General certainly enjoyed the tight squeeze too! “Shit your ass is tighter than your mouth! My God, this feels better than a cunt! You keep riding my fat dick Darren, and I’ll show you a real orgasm!” Once Darren had got over the initial pain, it felt like heaven. He started working into a beat of his own, pumping against the General with every thrust. He thought it could never get any better than this. He hoped the General didn’t mind his papers getting soaked in spunk, as he was now on his 5th or 6th orgasm now, and the desk was getting a white-wash! Soon, the General felt Darren’s ass contract around him and one thing led to another. Darren was shot off the end of the General’s cock in a huge burst of sperm, way bigger than the one he’d made yesterday. Even the General was thrown back in awe and had collapsed against the wall when Darren turned round. Exasperated, the General started to gently fondle his rock hard cock. “Where do you think you’re going Darren? Stay right where you fucking are!” Darren realised why. The General was getting horny over his cum-filled entrance. He smirked once again, and started to tease him by fingering himself and licking what his fingers had found. The General got seriously turned on by this and sure enough sprayed a second hot load onto his firm waist. He was too exhausted to speak after this. Darren got his trousers back on and couldn’t help but smile as he saw the General stare up at him, still with every evil lust filling his brown eyes. As he left, all Darren said was: “Call for me if you need anything again, sir!” |
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