Disclaimer: This a work of fiction, between two sexually legal and consenting adults. I sat there on my cot, lit lowly from the pale glow of my laptop and the only thing on my mind was the heat. The small naive part of me thought that once the sun had gone down, so would the temperature but I was wrong. I could feel my bangs slick with sweat across my forehead, the heat emanating from the collar of my uniform. It was my first deployment, and I most certainly wasn't prepared for it.
"I can't take it anymore", I thought as I stood up and began unbuttoning my coat. I gave a sigh of relief as I felt my body cooling down, each button relinquishing another fetid pocket of heat from my skin. Soon, I was in nothing but my boxer briefs and T-shirt.
I hadn't realized it at the moment but one of the other marines from my unit had been watching me from across the tent. His name was Leo, and his cot was positioned diagonal to mine, just enough so that he could see behind my privacy curtain. It wasn't long before I felt his eyes on me, and instinctively I turned my head in his direction. For a brief moment our eyes met, his expression was one of annoyance, his thick eyebrows were furrowed to a crease between his dark eyes.
I blinked back at him in response, never had I seen him like that. He was generally a cheery guy, not much older than I was. Freckles that had vanished with his tan since his arrival, big cheeks, puppy-dog brown eyes and a friendly smile. He wasn't wearing a shirt now, and with the light of his laptop illuminating his body, I couldn't help but notice how well-built he was. Muscles that ran along his stomach, and chest, broad shoulders that boasted two strong arms. I felt myself blushing and looked away, before giving in for another quick glance.
But he was focused on the screen on his own laptop, and I suddenly felt like I must have been imagined the whole thing. "I'm going crazy." I thought as I looked over at the mirror hanging off the wall of the tent. I suddenly felt self-conscious of my own body. I glanced over my boyish figure, thin and soft, nothing like Leo's. I scanned myself before resting on my face.
Two matching green eyes framed by a pale complexion stared back at me through the mirror. Being 17, I was much younger than the other marines, much smaller too. I had a slender jawline that met at the small round of my chin, my nose sloped down to a tiny button above my lips. My hair was a shade of copper, falling just short of my eyes.
To my greatest dismay, this boyish appearance had earned me the nickname "Pretty boy" by my peers in the unit. I sighed inwardly at the embarrassing thought, and shook my head in an attempt to shrug away the shade of red growing across my face.
I need some water, I remembered at the perfect moment. The perfect distraction. I leaned down and began sifting through my bag beneath the cot. Clothes, clothes and more clothes but no water bottle. My frustration grew and I growled to myself as I tossed the sack to the side. "Where's my water?" I whined. And just then, from a will separate of my own I peered back at Leo, but his focus was clearly still on the monitor to his laptop. It was silly, why should I care what he's looking at?
Again, I found myself searching for a distraction when it dawned on me that I had left the water in my truck. Feeling rather sheepish I stood up, took a deep breath and began to walk toward the entrance of the tent. My eyes focused deliberately in front of me, I wasn't going to let myself play that silly staring contest with Leo again.
The cool air greeted me as I stepped outside, it was mostly dark, lit only by the moon which shined everything into a strange, short illumination. I felt as if I were exploring an alien world as I began to walk toward the truck, which now looked like a space craft from an episode of the twilight zone. When I approached the door I felt a chill shoot across my spine, the sweat cooling on my skin sent goose bumps over my arms and shoulders.
Finally I pulled the door open and reached under the seat, I fumbled with a few pens, and candy wrappers before I clasped the plastic body of the bottle and pulled it out. Suddenly the prospect of night was beginning to bother me, as if it were going to start clipping at my heels at any moment. I grabbed the door and began to close it when something had stopped me. Shocked, I spun around to find the culprit when my eyes found a familiarly dark pair staring down at me.
With one hand firmly placed on the door and the other planted against the body of the truck, Leo effectively cornering me against the doorway. I took a step back until I realized what I was doing. Refusing to let him intimidate me, I stood my ground and gave him an annoyed stare. "Why are you sneaking up on me?" I asked firmly, but his response was not one I expected. I watched as his eyes ran down my body. Frightened, and my resilience dwindling I could only stare up into his darkened eyes to whisper, "What do you want..." I was shocked at how weak my voice sounded, and the truck probably had an imprint of my body, I was pressing myself so hard against it, trying desperately not to let him overwhelm me.
And then without a word he was on me, his large arms reaching over my hips. I couldn't fight back, the swiftness and suddenness of his move had knocked the breath out of me. I gasped when I felt his dick prodding against me through the fabric of his boxers. He lifted his head to stare at me briefly, before bending it back down to trail his open mouth up my throat. He lifted me so that our hips would grind against each other, making me gasp at the incredible feel of his dick grinding against mine. I could feel his greedy hands slide beneath the elastic of my underwear, his hungry fingers exploring my ass. With one hand he squeezed my ass cheek, making me wince against the pain. Although my mind didn't like it I could feel my groin coil and harden.
"You like this, huh?" he whispered hotly in my ear.
I sighed at the feel of his mouth on my neck, his hard arousal pressing up against my stomach. I could feel my blood pumping faster through my sluggish veins, flooding away any logic or reason from my mind.
With an impatient grunt he seized my arm and forced me into the truck, before propelling me on my back to the rear seat. His hands never left my body, grabbing the elastic of my underwear and pulling it up over my ass to my knees.
Leo sat back for a moment, both of my legs above me in one of his hands. He took a moment to admire the pink little hole between my ass cheeks. I could see his hand rubbing the head of his dick from outside his boxers, and when I looked up at him our eyes met once again.
I felt a surge through my body when he leaned forward, resting my legs on one of his shoulders. Scared and excited at the same time, I watched as he reached down and pulled my dog tags over my head. He looked at them briefly, the unique engraving of my name shimmered in the moonlight. He tossed them over his head and with a soft chime they clattered against his own tags.
Retreating slightly back he began to pull down his boxer-briefs, allowing his thick rod to bounce free. It was pretty intimidating, and looked to be about 7 inches long. A small drop of precum oozed from the tip, and the sight of it made me whimper.
Leo looked at me as the soft moan escaped my mouth, and I could see that it had struck a cord in him. With an abrupt sense of urgency, he spat into his hand and rubbed my hole with his fingers, lubing my little entrance up before positioning himself over me. I whimpered at the sensation of his hand running over my most sensitive spot. The move was so evocative of penetration that I moaned his name softly, like some mindless creature.
That look had returned to his face, those furrowed brows and serious eyes gazed down at me before looking down to position the head of his cock against my hole. Suddenly, my fear had gotten the best of me and I looked up at him "Please don't..." I pleaded softly but my words fell on deaf ears as I felt his cock press against the resistant entrance of my ass.
"Shut up.." he ordered, one of his hands were holding my knees against my chest as his other gripped the shaft of his cock and forced it against my hole, granting him a little deeper inside me. "No!" I cried out against the sting of his intruding cock.
"No?" A crooked grin tugged at his mouth as he leaned forward so that my ass was straight up in the air. "It hurts.." I whimpered again, but he didn't mind. With a savage thrust of his hips his cock forced its way inside me, sinking down until his nuts rested on the cleft of my ass. I tried to cry out but one of his hands quickly muffled me as he pulled out half way before sinking his rod into my little hole again.
It was unbearable. Burning pain split into me and set every nerve in my body on fire. "Please no!" I pleaded against his hand, but it only seemed to encourage him now as he sped up his pace. His gaze revolving around from pained expression to his cock plowing into me over and over again. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, rolling down the sides of my face as he used my hole.
"Fuck yeah.." he grunted lifting one foot on the seat beside my head. I glanced around to my side and watched as his hips thrashed down, crushing my cheeks. "It's... too... deep." I whimpered between thrusts, pleading with my eyes for him to slow down. I could feel his cock deep inside of me, pounding against my very core.
Abruptly, as if all his patience had suddenly deserted him, he grabbed the back of my head and brought his mouth down to mine, kissing me hotly again and again before speeding up his pace. I could hear the clap of his hips, and feel his nuts slapping against me. I forgot about breathing, I forgot about everything. I couldn't seem to get enough of him. I could feel his clever hands everywhere.
"Oh.. fuck." Leo muttered against my lips before positioning himself above me a little more to accommodate the angle of his cock inside me. I could feel beads of sweat dripping down on on my stomach and chest from his labored muscles, each thrust brought a wave of pain and pleasure through my body as he forced himself inside me.
"I'm gonna cum." he seethed between clenched teeth as he savagely pumped my little hole. "Please, don't.." I whimpered, though I couldn't deny that a piece of me wanted it, and from the look on his face, he knew it as well.
"Oh fuck!" He shouted, riding the throws of his orgasm with his hips. A few last violent thrusts and I could feel his cock throbbing, pumping his seed deep inside me. For a few minutes we laid there, two sweaty bodies interlaced heaving as the last waves of pleasure subsided.
When he eventually sat up, the expression on his face was unreadable, until he spoke. "Sorry, you almost lost these." he said, handing me my underwear. I simply blinked like a confused child when he handed me them. One hand instinctively took them and I shook away my confusion enough to put myself into some semblance of order, as did he.
"Here" he said, helping me down from the door of the truck. When my feet hit the ground I had to steady myself, my knees were weak and shaky and I almost fell before Leo caught me and chuckled to himself. It felt prosaic being back outside now, walking toward the tent as if nothing happened. "I- I'm okay." I managed as I brushed away his hand.
Stepping inside, it was dark with the only source of light coming from the glow our laptops which we had both left on. Leo stepped out in front of me and disappeared behind the privacy curtain to his cot. "That didn't just happen" I thought to myself as I got to my bed and sat down. I could feel my hole throbbing with pain, could feel his seed deep inside me. Somewhere among my confusion sleep had eventually claimed me, and it was conflict I would face another day.