(This and other episodes contain instances of unprotected anal sex. It is a sexual fantasy, and I don't condone any of the enforced or unsafe activities which taked place in this story. Condoms should always be used for anal sex. Oral sex also can carry some risk, but much less than unprotected anal sex.)
In the early afternoon soldiers came in to our hut, unchained us from the walls and marched us out to the barrack blocks. We were taken into the latrines, where a line of urinals were installed along one wall. In between each urinal basin had been placed a stool, and behind each stool were four metal rings set in the wall. Two were just above floor level, and two were higher. We were all made to sit on these stools, and our arms and ankles were shackled to the rings on the wall. The soldiers then showed us signs which were to be hung around our necks. They read:
`Urinals, other ranks for the use of' with an arrow pointing up towards our mouths.
Also on the walls behind us, above the sets of metal rings, were strange wooden contraptions. These were opened up and our heads were locked into them. They were sort of like the wooden stocks used earlier, only these were only for our heads. A block under our chins made out heads tilt backwards. Finally funnels were placed in our mouths with the words: `Soldiers' Urinals' painted on the insides in large black letters. Because of the angle our heads were locked in, and the fact that our arms and legs were shackled to the wall, it was impossible for us to remove the funnels from our mouths.
OK, I hope you're all thirsty, because all afternoon soldiers from these barracks are going to be coming in and using the urinals,' said the lance corporal in charge before the soldiers left us. The soldiers may, of course, use the permanent urinals next to you, but they may take pity on you and use your funnels so you get a nice hot drink. You have no control at all over the situation -- remember you are just army property!'
The soldiers who had brought us here then left, and we sat and waited for our first customers. We didn't have to wait long. A tall soldier in uniform with short-cropped reddish hair came in, and made for the ceramic urinal next to me. Then suddenly he looked right into my eyes, spat in my face, and sidled over to me. Pointing his big cock straight into the funnel protruding from my mouth he started to piss into it saying:
`You look as if you need a long, hot drink. I've been saving this up since last night especially for you! Don't you dare spill a drop!'
His piss was dark and strong, and the flavor almost made me puke. But the funnel was quickly filling up with the steaming hot liquid, and I knew I had to swallow as fast as I could. For two whole minutes he emptied the contents of his bladder into the funnel in my mouth, and I just had to keep swallowing. Then he just zipped up and walked away.
More soldiers came in, all in full uniform. Not one of them used the ceramic urinals; they all took a perverse pleasure in using the funnels in our mouths, and in making humiliating comments about quenching our thirst or how much they liked the new urinals.
All afternoon soldiers came in and used our mouths as their toilets. We had been warned we mustn't piss ourselves, and tight leather sheaths had been fitted over our cocks to stop us. So our bellies swelled up with all the soldier piss we were forced to drink. I felt mine would burst, when six more soldiers came in.
One of them carried a bucket, which they placed in the middle of the floor. All six soldiers then stood around it and pissed in it. More soldiers came in and used the bucket, till it was full up.
`Who's gonna be the lucky one who gets to drink this soldier piss cocktail?' asked one of the soldiers. There were six of us chained to the wall between the ceramic urinals, so the soldiers wrote down the numbers 1-6 and put them in one of their caps. I was number 6, and sure enough when one of the soldiers picked a number out of the cap it was number 6.
They all came over to my funnel and removed it from my mouth. One of them then produced a hosepipe, and put one end of it into the bucket of steaming hot soldier piss. He put the other end in my mouth and ordered me to suck and keep sucking. I did as I was told, and presently a never ending stream of soldier urine from the bucket entered my mouth. There was no way of stopping it till the bucket was empty. My belly grew bigger and bigger, till I felt sure it would burst.
The soldiers stood around laughing, as I swallowed the cocktail of soldier piss from the bucket. When it was empty they removed the hose from my mouth, and the funnels from the mouths of the other captives. They then unchained us, and I had to be helped up from my stool as I was now so heavy and my stomach was aching from all the soldier piss in my belly. They then took us over to the ceramic urinals, and took the sheaths off our cocks.
`OK, you may now relieve yourselves,' they said, and I gradually felt some of the pain subside as I pissed for what seemed 20 minutes.
We were then led back to our hut and chained up again. We were told to rest for an hour or so, then we were to be taken to the American Marine's quarters so their new recruits could try us out.
My brother and I were unchained and taken out together. We were marched across the base to where an American flag was flying from a pole. A sign nearby said United States Marine Corps. My brother and I were taken into a building, where two U.S. marines in smart uniforms stood to attention either side of a desk. At the desk sat a U.S. Marine officer.
`These two are brothers, they are broke into the base yesterday to cause trouble, but are now very willing to serve your boys in any way they can,' said the British soldiers who had brought us here.
Brothers, are they?' said the American officer, who was smoking a huge cigar, Well Uncle Sam can certainly make use of them. For a start, they can relieve my guards here.
Stand `em in front of my boys, then you can leave. I'll do the rest!'
I was placed in front of the marine on his right. He was a young white lad, about 18. My brother was made to stand before the other marine, who was a black boy about the same age. The British soldiers then left saying they'd be back later.
The Marine officer went over to the young marine facing my brother, and pointed to him.
You are looking at a cadet of the United States Marine Corps,' he said. Take a good look -- he's an All-American boy. Now take a step nearer, that's right get up real close like you would if you were in hand-to-hand combat and he was about to kill ya, boy! He could, he could kill you limey scum with his bare hands for breaking into our base. Yes OUR base. It may say British Army base outside, but that's bullshit! We run this base, we occupy this fuckin' country, we fuckin' rule the WORLD! Understand me, you limey shitheads?'
`Y--Y--Yes, s--s--sir!' my poor brother stammered, as he was made to stand right up close to the marine.
Now smell him, that's right, I said fuckin' SMELL him!' shouted the officer, What do you smell? A good, clean, all-American boy, that's what! You smell your fuckin' rulers, your fuckin' occupiers, the American master race, that's what you're smelling boy! Now lick his neck, go on -- lick that clean all-American neck -- taste good, boy? That's because he's brought up in the best country in the world, raised to rule ungrateful shit like you!
Now move down to his arms -- look at those arms, boy! They could kill you, he's been trained to kill in unarmed combat. He could break your fuckin' limey neck. Shall I order him to break your fuckin' neck, boy?'
`N..no! P--P--Please d--don't k--k--kill me, s--sir!' pleaded my brother.
`Well lick his arms, lick those strong biceps which could kill you. If you lick hard enough he might take pity on you and let you suck his fuckin' cock instead' said the officer.
I watched my brother lick the young marine's biceps where they protruded from the marine's short-sleeved shirt. He had to lick first one arm then the other as the marine stood to attention the whole time. Then the officer slowly undid the marine's fly and pulled out his big black 9" circumcized cock.
`OK, you limey shithead, on your fuckin' knees and get this all-American cock in your mouth. Suck all the U.S. Marine spunk out of it and we may spare your worthless life,' said the officer, as he turned and marched over to where I was standing.
Look into his eyes, boy, what do you see?' said the officer, as I gazed into the young marine's blue eyes. I tell ya what, you see - hate, boy! Hatred of limey shit like you and all you stand for. He's risking his life for his country and ungrateful scum like you try to get in his way. He could bayonet you to death right now if I give the order. Get up close and smell him, boy! What do you smell?'
`I smell U.S. Marine, sir!' I said truthfully, for the young kid as I got real close just smelt of clean uniform freshly laundered, soap and the clean masculine tang of America's fighting men. I too was made to lick the young marine's neck and biceps. This really turned me on, and by the time I was made to kneel in front of his long slim circumcized
cock sticking like a ramrod straight out of his trouser fly I had a raging rock hard erection myself from the smell and taste of this All-American marine.
Suck it as if you're very life depending on it, cos it does! If you two don't bring these cadets off in two minutes flat I'm gonna order them to kill you. Now SUCK! Get those marine cocks right down your throats, and suck out their marine honey!'
Eight inches of young cadet marine cock was rammed down my throat, as hard as steel. It almost choked me, but I kept working it and sucking as hard as I could. Presently my marine started moaning, and I could hear my brother's marine moaning too. The cock in my mouth suddenly erupted with a volcanic flow of hot spunk which tasted more delicious than anything I'd ever tasted before. I swallowed it greedily, mouthful after mouthful of it. I then glanced at my brother and saw he was swallowing marine spunk too. Some of it overflowed on his chin.
`You, over here. Help your brother. Lick up that marine spunk he's spilling, it's too good to waste!' ordered the officer. I had to kneel down and lick the marine cum off my brother's chin.
Your brother's not such a good cocksucker as you,' said the officer, That's cos you're a faggot, and he's a real man. But we'll break him yet. Till he learns to swallow the whole lot from spunkin' marine cocks you'll have to lick up the overflow. If one bit of marine cum lands on the floor, you're both dead!' said the officer.
He then marched my brother and me thru a doorway marked RAPE ROOM #6 into a large hall with strange pieces of equipment in it and marines standing around in full uniform.
`See that sign on the wall, read it out loud!' said the officer, pointing to an official looking sign which covered the upper part of the far wall.
My brother and I read the sign out loud in unison:
`U.S.M.C. RAPE ROOM #6. Marines: Enjoy your rapes! Prisoners: Submit to the occupying forces! You are here to serve! You are just fuckmeat for the United States Marine Corps'
`That's right, what are you?' asked the officer, blowing cigar smoke in our faces.
My brother and I replied in unison: `We are just fuckmeat for the United States Marine Corps'.
OK, boys, strap em to the double-spit roaster!' said the officer.
My brother and I were then strapped face down side by side to a kind of slanted padded leather table with our heads at the upper end. Two big black marines then came up behind us and pulled our trousers down. They started slapping grease all over our backsides.
`Grease their limey asses up well, they're not used to taking big U.S. Marine cocks yet' said the officer.
You all shoo has a cute little ass, honey,' said the black marine greasing me up, Would y'all like mah big black marine cock to open it up real wide, white boy? Ah'm from Texas, and everything's bigger in Texas, don't y'all know?'
If I didn't, I soon did, as he rammed what must have been at least 12 solid inches of thick marine manmeat right up my `ass' as he called it, and tearing it to pieces in the process.
Shit, man -- y'all done got blood all over mah cock!' said the marine, as he pulled his prick out then rammed it back in again, Why didn't y'all tell me I was takin' yo' cherry, boy?'
My brother was also being raped by a big black cock, and he was screaming with pain. He really was a virgin as he had always done the fucking before, with girls.
Shut up, mutha fucker,' said a tall white marine as he climbed some steps and shoved his big cock in my brother's mouth, Suck on this big teat, baby, it's gonna feed you sweet mother's milk that'll make you goo like a baby for more.'
The marine started fucking my brother's mouth, whilst another tall marine climbed up some steps and waved his big white cock in my face as I was still being fucked by the huge black prick up my `ass'.
Are y'all hungry, boy?' he asked me. I nodded and opened my mouth to receive his cock. It tasted so good. Even though I had sucked 100 British army cocks on the parade ground that morning, these American cocks were something special. I brought this all the way from Macon, Georgia just for you, boy!' he said as he fed me his meat. He fucked my mouth while the big marine fucked my `ass', which by now was truly broken in and had learned to accept his huge meat. Then the guy fucking my face pulled out and said:
Have y'all ever tasted a Georgia peach, boy?' and he made me take both his tight balls in my mouth at the same time. Oh yeah, suck those Georgia peaches -- they're done fulla sweet juice for you, boy. I'm gonna feed it to y'all real soon. Just keep on suckin' them peaches!' I sucked and sucked on his nuts, then he rammed his cock in my mouth again, and sure enough he was soon feeding me the sweetest, creamiest man-milk I'd ever tasted. I swallowed it down greedily, aware that my brother was having trouble dealing with the cock in his mouth. It started spurting spunk and it was overflowing from my brother's mouth all over his chin and down his neck.
Help yo' brother out,' said the marine who had just fed me, Lick up that big Yankee boy's cream that's spilling from his mouth and runnin' down his neck. Don't y'all waste none!'
I leaned over and licked the spunk from my brother's lips and chin, then moved down to his neck where a thick river of spunk flowed. God, it was so erotic licking my brother's smooth spunky neck as he kept swallowing the marine's cum. I almost came myself. Meanwhile the two marine's fucking our `asses' were near to climax.
OK, honey, time to get pregnant. Would y'all like a boy or a girl?' said the black marine who had torn my ass' to pieces as he prepared to shoot. `Here cums mah baby-juice, shootin' right up yo' lily white ass, boy!'
I felt his cum shoot right up me. Meanwhile another marine had shoved his cock in my mouth, and had started to cum almost immediately, so I was being fed marine spunk at both ends at the same time.
Finally my brother and I were unstrapped from the rape table, and the officer took us back to the outer room to await the British soldiers who were taking us back to our hut for the night.
That was just a taster, boys' said the officer. Next time you'll be here for a whole day, and raped by marines from 9 till 5. We gotta break you in gradually -- some of our boys are real big!'
The British soldiers arrived and we were taken back to our hut for the night. The first full day of my life at this army base hand ended, and all I had been fed was army spunk, piss and dog-food contaminated with cum. Was this all my life was to consist of from now on?
I fell asleep on the hay almost immediately, wondering what soldier and marine cocks I'd have to service tomorrow.
... to be continued.