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The New Army Recruit, Chapter Three
Private Kevin Jones laid in his bunk in the dark unable to sleep. His head was filled with the wonder of his new life. The army was an escape from boredom, and it had delivered more than he expected. He finally left the rural isolation of Georgia, first to North Carolina and then to Virginia. His best friend now was from Montana. He bowled each week from a buddy from Pennsylvania. But more than anything else, this afternoon his mouth had been used by two well hung sergeants. He had sucked them both, enjoying every moment and happily swallowing their cum.
Like the previous times that Kevin had serviced him, the next day and days following, Sergeant Zelsky ignored Kevin and treated him as if he was just another man in his barracks. This was the code of those who engaged in prohibited behavior.
Kevin knew this and expected the same behavior when he crossed paths with Sergeant Johnson outside the PX that next evening. To his surprise and secret delight, Johnson passed him with no acknowledgement on his face but gave Kevin a subtle wink. Kevin celebrated that wink and the memory of the day before by jacking his cock under his bedsheet in the middle of the night.
Kevin was intelligent and had always done well in class. It was the same for his instruction in the procedures of the military supply system. Each day of instruction was followed by relaxation and enjoying the amenities of the fort. He and his three close friends frequently bowled and went to the movies. A few times they rented a room in town, laid around on the beds in their underwear, drank beer, and watched sports on TV. Kevin controlled himself, despite the desire to offer his mouth to his three buddies.
Kevin controlled himself physically, but not his mind. His thoughts were filled with memories of sucking his sergeant in the shower and later in his room, first with Zelsky and later with Zelsky and Johnson. Zelsky led the barracks in P.T. each day, and Kevin's cock was semi-hard the entire time. The sergeant always wore a green tee shirt with ARMY written across it. It fit snugly across his chest, highlighting his well-muscled pecs. Kevin detected a hint of his nipples underneath the material. Likewise, the shirt clung to Zelsky's powerful biceps.
Zelsky's impressive physique was matched by his physical stamina. He led the barracks in exercises before a long run in formation. He taught the men Airborne running cadences, and led the men in running and song with a deep baritone voice that carried a mile. At the end of the run, his men were exhausted and breathing heavily, and he seemed rested and unfazed. Unlike those around him, Kevin knew that Zelsky had a dick that matched his powerful body, and this secret knowledge only made him more aroused.
Again, it was late at night in the barracks. Kevin had patiently waited until the dark room was quiet, hearing only the breathing of the sleeping. He raised his knees and his sheet and blanket formed a tent. He slid his underwear to his ankles and began a slow and enjoyable jack of his dick. His other hand drifted to his hole. He rubbed it and thought of Zelsky's huge dick pressing on it, wanting entry. As his two fingers went in, he imagined it was Zelsky. Working both hands, Kevin dreamed of being fucked by his sergeant. His climax was big and quiet. He fed himself his cum off of his stomach before falling asleep.
A week after the suck session with the two NCOs, Zelsky pulled Kevin aside after morning formation. He said that he and Sergeant Johnson were spending the coming weekend away from the fort and asked if he wanted to join them. The answer came quickly and in the affirmative. He was given instructions as to when and where to meet on Saturday. He didn't want Kevin to be seen leaving the fort with the two sergeants.
SATURDAY MORNING
At 10:00 am Saturday morning, Kevin took a city cab to a service station in Petersburg. Sergeant Zelsky paid to keep his car in a lot behind the station like several other men from the base. The two sergeants were waiting for him, and they drove west out of town to a motel away from the highway and adjacent to a restaurant and a bar.
The two NCOs sat in the front seat, and Kevin straddled the hump and sat in the middle of the backseat so he could talk to his secret friends. Kevin learned that Zelsky called Johnson "Zach" and Johnson called Zelsky "Zee." Johnson was a storyteller and entertained Kevin on the drive. Sergeant Zelsky, who had heard them all before, enjoyed Kevin's reaction to Johnson's unlikely tales. Kevin's cock was hard in his pants the entire trip.
They bought beer for the room, and checked into the motel. Their place had two queen beds, a small table, two chairs, and a small refrigerator. They put the beer in the fridge. Zelsky popped open a can and declared "There is only one rule this weekend. No clothes while inside this room."
A moment later, the three men stood naked. Kevin feasted his eyes on the two sergeants and thought himself the luckiest guy in the Army.
For Kevin, Sergeant Zelsky was the personification of masculinity. He was built like a football player, tall with a solid, powerful body. He had a big chest with short light brown hair carpeting his pecs. Kevin had a weakness for pecs and biceps, and, to Kevin, Zelsky's body cried out to be caressed, kissed, and licked. The light brown hair was seen again in a treasure trail that ran down Zelsky's flat belly. It led to his cock, which was magnificent. It was big and thick, a match for his powerful body.
Johnson was no less sexy, but was thinner with a smooth hairless chest and stomach. He seemed to be just bone and muscle with zero body fat. His dark hair matched the hair of his pits and the short straight bush that cradled his dick. His cock was long but didn't have the girth of Zelsky. Kevin remembered how nicely it fit into his mouth. It was topped by a big mushroom head already showing a bead of precum. One of his balls hung lower than the other.
Kevin stood before them excited with a full erection, pointing skyward at 45 degrees. They teased him about being hard. "What's that thing between your legs? Are you excited about something?" Kevin just pointed to the sergeants' own hard dicks and grinned, and the sergeants laughed.
Big Sarge took charge again. He said "Jones, over there." as he pointed to the edge of one of the beds. Kevin sat down on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor. He was ready to slobber all over the two sergeants' dicks like he had before in Zelsky's room.
Zelsky stood before Kevin with his beer in his hand. Johnson joined him. Kevin took a cock in each hand, feeling them and pulling on them slowly. He licked the bead of precum off of Johnson dick before taking the shaft into his mouth. He sucked it for thirty seconds before leaving it for Zelsky.
Kevin slid his tongue across Zelsky's slit. He went back to Johnson and licked the shaft from the ball sac to cock head. He moved to Zelsky and did the same. Then he sucked the huge dick into his mouth, taking as much as he could until he gagged. He proceeded to suck dick as his other hand still held Johnson's cock.
After a minute, Kevin turned his attention to Sergeant Johnson. He sucked his cock, licked his balls, and sucked some more. Kevin moved back and forth between the two men, pleasuring them with his mouth. The two men were standing side by side, their bodies touching, and Kevin pulled their cocks together and tried to put them both in his mouth. It was exciting to attempt, but all he could do was get his lips around their cockheads and tongue their slits, wet with precum.
Several minutes passed, and then Zelsky said, "Hold on," as he reached down, took Kevin's arms and pulled him up. "You're not the only one who likes dicks." Then looking at Johnson he nodded his head toward Kevin and said, "Zach, show Jones how talented you are."
Without hesitation, Johnson followed Zelsky's instructions and knelt on the carpet in front of Kevin. Kevin's eyes grew wide in disbelief as he watched the sergeant take the position. Then Zach leaned forward and took Kevin's entire seven inches into his mouth with ease. His lips were around the base of Kevin's shaft and Johnson's nose was buried in Kevin's pubic hair.
Kevin uttered a long low "Fuck."
Kevin couldn't believe it. A thirty-two-year-old masculine Army sergeant had his mouth around Kevin's dick. He was sucking it. Kevin had a hint that the two sergeants were more than horny guys getting off in a young recruit's mouth. He had seen them kiss when he first serviced them. They had some sort of relationship but he did not know what. Did they jack together? Did one or both suck dick? Which of these two macho men was dominant and the other submissive? Looking down at Johnson, he understood. It was confirmed when Johnson left Kevin's dick and moved to Zelsky's to suck it as well. For a minute or so, Johnson moved back and forth sucking the two dicks.
Not speaking a word, Zelsky gave instructions to Kevin. He pointed at Kevin and then pointed downward at his dick. Kevin knew what to do, and he joined Johnson on the floor. They worked as a team. Having their wet lips on each side of Zee's cock, they went up and down, stopping a moment for each to suck on the head. Then one would suck cock and the other lick and suck on balls before switching places.
The two eager mouths carried Zelsky forward more than he expected. He was getting close, fucking each mouth in turn. He told them that he was close. Kevin took the dick out of his mouth and said, "Give it to me."
Zach immediately said "No, I want it," and he pushed Kevin with his shoulder so he could get to the big dick oozing precum.
Zelsky intervened and said with a chuckle, "You two need to learn to share. Put your cheeks together and open your mouths."
After five swift strokes of Zelsky's hand on his dick, it exploded with streams of cum that he shared between the two open mouths. Most of it went into the two cocksuckers' mouths but some hit their faces.
They swallowed Zelsky's generous gift. Kevin looked at Johnson and told him he had cum on his face. Then he leaned over and licked it off his cheek. Johnson then did the same, licking cum from Kevin's cheek, then off his cum covered lips. Then he put his lips against Kevin's lips and kissed him, pushing his tongue into Kevin's mouth to find Kevin's cum coated tongue.
Zelsky was finished, but Zach and Kevin were still sexually charged. Johnson dropped to the floor on his back and opened his mouth. Kevin accepted. Kneeling over Johnson's head, Kevin began to fuck his mouth, imitating Big Sarge.
As Zelsky's cock slowly softened, he watched his two friends playing on the floor. He leaned over and put his hand on Kevin's head. He gently pushed and guided him down to Johnson's dick. The private followed his sergeant's direction and began to suck Johnson's dick. They were now in the sixty-nine position. Zelsky, content and satisfied after emptying his balls, sat back on the bed with his beer and watched the porn show that ended with a cum filled mouth for both Kevin and Johnson.
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