War Story Chapter 2
This is a continuation of War Story, found in the Authoritarian section of Nifty. This is a gay story. Although it starts out with heterosexual sex, this is meant to help develop the characters. Just keep on reading for some very good stuff...
I apologize to my readers for taking so long to post this up. I actually planned to submit Chapter 2 as a much longer story, but it is taking longer than I imagined to write, so Chapter 3 will be on its way when I can find some time!
Questions, comments, and suggestions are always appreciated and encouraged! PhinnyGene@aol.com
The weeks and months had passed quickly since Tony's erotic adventure with the two hot young German teen boys. When the well-hung Italian returned to camp after that fateful night, life for him seemed to be looking up. Something had changed inside of him, and as the war winded down to its inevitable end, the dark, sullen, angry Tony began to once again return to his former self. The Allies were celebrating, the war was finally coming to a close, the Germans were defeated, and a positive, enthusiastic attitude swept across Europe. This new exuberant feeling filled Tony and, of course, it inevitably fueled the way for more sexual escapades in his promiscuous life. The virile, insatiable stud gleefully fucked his way through Germany, no beautiful young woman was immune to his charms or to his mouth-watering donkey cock! Gay sex, however, was still new to the young sergeant, and it would still be several weeks before he once again experienced the joy of a young male ass squeezing tightly around his pounding, thick-veined erection. In the meantime, Tony found himself once again participating in the same infamous adventures that made "Slugger" a legend in high school...
Tony and the other fighting men went crazy when they heard that America's sweetheart, Jessica LeJune, the gorgeous, 18-year-old star of the new MGM picture, would be headlining the upcoming USO show on base. For most of the boys, a centerfold poster of the young blonde starlet hung above their bunks, it was the last face they saw on lonely nights before going to bed. That week, to Tony's delight, he found out that he and some other guys had been assigned to escort the girl when she came to do the show!
When the night of her performance arrived, hundreds of soldiers anxiously awaited a glimpse of the teenage star. The horny GIs fidgeted in their seats, their hands cupping over their crotches, vainly trying to hide the stiff cocks that tented their uniform pants. But, alas, their wait was for nothing. After a seemingly endless half-hour later, a nervous young woman came on stage to announce that due to circumstances beyond their control, the USO show would be cancelled that night. Little did the boys know that the cancellation was due to the fact that the young actress was nowhere to be found! In reality, she had left earlier that evening, taking Tony up on his offer of a jeep tour around camp. And while the grumbling soldiers left, their dicks hard, dripping, and frustrated, somewhere in an army jeep, a grinning Tony's own hard, dripping dick was quite content -- lodged deep inside the starlet's pussy as she bounced up and down on his muscular lap.
A few days later, Tony learned that his buddy's fiancee was coming to visit. Tony and Pete had become close in the last few months, so naturally, Tony was the first one Pete told when the telegram arrived. Pete was eager to introduce his best buddy to his girl, excitedly telling Tony of his plans to marry her when they arrived back in the States. Pete used the opportunity to brag to Tony about all of his girl's merits. After spending the past few months watching Tony deflower countless beautiful young European girls and American nurses, Pete was proud to announce that he had a sweet virgin from Kansas all to himself.
"Aww, shucks, Tony! I'm just crazy about her, ya know?! She's just perfect - she's like an angel. I met her at a church social back in Wichita. She's turnin' 18 in a few months. She's so innocent and delicate and beautiful. Not like the whores we fuck here." Pete laughed and then added, "Hmm... Maybe I shouldn't have her meet you, ya big stud. I know it ain't safe to have a pretty girl within a mile of you!" Both men had a good laugh, and deep down Pete was overjoyed that he could finally show Tony what a great catch he'd found -- way better than the girls Tony fucked -- he'd finally beaten the master!
When Pete's fiancee arrived later in the week, Tony watched with genuine happiness as his friend and the girl tearfully reunited amid a flurry of kisses and "I love yous." Tony also realized that Pete hadn't been kidding. Loraine was a knockout! Blonde and leggy with enormous tits! Tony couldn't help getting a hard-on for his buddy's girl! Visions of himself and the young thing in various sexual positions filled his head -- plowing into her from behind as she screamed in ecstasy, stuffing her drooling mouth as she kneeled in front of him, his leaking wet cock fucking between those gigantic titties, her long, delicate legs spread wide open as he pounded into her from above. Tony's momentary trance was broken when he heard Pete suggest that all three of them go out to a pub to celebrate. Well, Tony knew his friend well, and what he knew was that Pete couldn't hold his liquor well. And true to his nature, after a few drinks, Pete was completely plastered. The drunken 19-year-old began babbling to his fiancee, and among the topics of conversation was his friend Tony.
"This ol' bastard! You know what they called him at his high school!? Slugger! That's right! And it ain't because of baseball. It's because of that fucking huge bat he's got swingin' between his legs! I've seen it, Loraine! It's somethin' else! Nine big, fat pussy-stretching inches. And Tony sure knows how to use it! Yes siree! I never knew a guy who got so much cunt! He just says the word, and he's got some bitch bending over for him. It's crazy!"
"Oh Pete! Please! Stop talking that way! You're making a fool of yourself!" Loraine begged. She began to blush fiercely, and Tony noticed that she began stealing furtive glances at his crotch. Finally, after one more shot of booze, Pete passed out. Loraine began crying, and Tony, as was routine, started to drag Pete back to camp.
"Oh, I hate when he gets like this! I'm so embarrassed! I appreciate this Tony, carrying him back like this. You're a good friend to Pete. I'm sorry about everything he was saying."
"Ha ha! Don't worry, sweetheart, I ain't upset. Although I'll admit Petey was lyin.' I ain't got no nine inches... Tony Jr.'s a TEN inch pussy pleaser." The bawdy Italian stud boasted as he cupped his prodigious bulge.
"Oh, Tony! You're awful! You cad! Shame on you. You're just a big brute! I'm an innocent gal from the farm! Be a gentleman with me! I mean, you're not saying that..." Loraine's face turned beet red and she stopped mid sentence. Tony and she continued their walk back to camp in silence. As he carried Pete's heavy, limp body, Tony realized that he was a lot more buzzed than he thought. And when Tony got drunk, Tony got horny. He looked up at Loraine and caught her once again staring at his expanding crotch.
"Shit, does Pete's fiancee have the hots for me?" Tony thought. "Nah. She's not that kinda girl. Besides, she's gonna marry him! I can't do anything with my buddy's girl."
Upon reaching camp, Tony tucked Pete into his cot, and informed the young woman that he needed to take a shower. In reality, the Italian stallion just wanted to get his mind off of that hot chick!
"Oh, yeeeeeeah.... suck it baby... you like suckin' Tony's big hog, farm girl? Yeah... I know you do.... UGHHHH! That's it, Loraine, that's the way Tony likes it, baby... tastes just like candy, don't it..." Tony's eyes were shut tight, his enormous organ plunging through his soap-slickened fist as he jerked off under the steaming hot shower spray. Just as he was about to bust a nut, Tony was startled by a noise behind him. The soaking wet soldier turned quickly around, his mammoth 10-inch cock jutting out heavily in front of him, fully erect, throbbing, angry red, and leaking from the big purple knob.
"Um... Tony, you um... forgot your towel.......... Oh my God." The girl was staring at his member, her wide eyes demonstrating her disbelief.
"Shit. Loraine, I'm sorry."
"Tony... oh Tony... I didn't realize they got so... so big... I've.. I've never seen one... aroused on a man before... I mean, I've seen the stallions and bulls on the farm... and... you're as big as them! Oh God, Pete wasn't kidding!"
The girl slowly approached Tony.
"Lorai... uh... I mean... you're marryin' Pete. We can't do this... he's my buddy."
"Oh Tony, I can't help it. I've been waiting so long. You don't realize. I'm a virgin, you know. I was planning on giving it up to Pete tonight... But he went and got drunk... I mean, I love him... but I just can't help it... Pete's just a boy. You're a man. The first time I saw you... I just wanted you to take me.... You're so strong and handsome and masculine. And... it's... it's just so beautiful and so big... like one of the horses on daddy's farm.... I need it in me."
Tony's powerful pecker gave a mighty jerk. It led the way as he stalked towards the girl, a wild hunger burning in his eyes. Tony knew it was wrong, but his hard dick had no conscience. It craved virgin cunt.
Tony unbuttoned her dress. His hot breath caressed her skin, causing her to shiver, covering her body with goosebumps. Her little hand, reaching out to grasp the swinging tree branch of cockflesh, didn't even come close to completely encircling a girth that was thicker than her wrist. Tony leaned forward and took one of her nipples in his hot mouth, causing her to whimper loudly. He was a man out of control. He grabbed the small girl in his huge, muscled arms and carried her to his cot, right next to Pete's. Tony'd been with Pete when he was passed out before, and he knew that the guy would be out all night. He threw her on the bed and climbed on top of her, glaring hungrily down at her heaving tits.
"Are you sure you want to do this, honey?"
"Oh God, I don't know..." Loraine looked at her future husband as he slept peacefully on his cot. Her eyes then rose to marvel at the towering, gorgeous animal stroking his angry, pounding dick above her, it's sticky precum dripping down onto her sensitive pale flesh. It felt so dirty.
"Yes. Oh my God, yes... please... yes... YES!!!!" Lorraine wailed as the spectacularly enormous cockhead kissed at her virgin pussy, slowly wedging itself into the tight lips that no man had entered before.
That night, Tony proudly took the girl's cherry. He fucked her in every position he had daydreamed about that afternoon and then some. The loud grunting, rutting, and moaning fell on deaf ears, the drunken, unconscious Pete completely oblivious to his best buddy and his future wife fucking like savages on the bed next to him. Tony couldn't help but chuckle to himself as the insatiable young girl shrieked out orgasm after orgasm while skewered on his woody. He sorta felt bad for Loraine. Tony had seen what Pete had between his legs on numerous trips to the whorehouse, and after he got through with this bitch, it'd be like poor Pete was tossin' a hot dog down a hallway!
Two nights later, Tony and a group of guys from his platoon got a few nurses drunk and took them back to camp. In no time at all, a small orgy began to ensue. However, as always, the star of the show was Tony. Or, more precisely, his dick was. The women were completely and utterly riveted by Tony's famous member. They stared at it as they sucked on men other than Tony. They muttered comments about it as they were fucked by cocks other than Tony's.
"Holy shit, I knew dagos were hung, but that's unbelievable!"
"Hell -- I've fucked my share of wops, and they all were enormous, but that thing is in a class of its own!"
"Ha ha! Stupid bitch -- those fuckin' mainland Italians only wish their little dicks got this fuckin' huge -- this is one-hundred-percent Siciliano cock! There's a difference, sweetcakes... a BIG difference! Ha ha ha!"
"Italian, Sicilian, whatever the fuck it is, just looking at it makes my mouth water!"
"Ha ha ha! Ya wanna taste it doll? I guarantee it's better than these shit rations they feed ya! That's right girls, you'll all get your chance! Ha ha ha!"
And to the chagrin of the other guys, they all took Tony up on the offer. Tony's buddies watched with envy in their eyes as the young women surrounded Tony, many of them leaving their partners mid-coitus just to have a chance at that inhuman monster cock. As soon as it was free of one hole, another girl would rush right in to have it fill her mouth, pussy, or in the case of some of the more adventurous European nurses, her ass. That was what really made the guys jealous -- it was a rare occasion when they even got pussy -- none of them had ever dreamed of actually being able to stick his cock in a betty's ass! They were all pretty pissed.... all of them, that is, except Private Tommy Mead.
Tommy was furiously rutting into a girl in front of him, but his eyes were glued to his sergeant. Tony was lying on his back, a cute redhead on top of him, bouncing up and down on his enormous tool, another was grinding her little pussy on top of his unshaven face, yet another crouched between his spread legs, licking at his huge hairy sack. Tommy was beside himself. He didn't understand why he was so turned on by the sight of Sarge's cock! He couldn't keep his eyes off of it! All of a sudden, Tommy realized with terror that the young woman sitting on his sergeant's face had moved, and Tony was now looking right back at him! He'd been caught! Tommy's entire body turned red and he shamefully looked down at the floor. But Tony just laughed. He knew what was up. Tommy had always been a "teacher's pet," always volunteering, always offering to help Tony out, always wanting to chat and hang out. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out he was hungry for cock. Shit, Tony thought, he knew Tommy better than the kid knew himself!
Thomas Mead IV grew up differently than most young men. Tommy happened to be a member of one of the most prestigious families in the South. Tommy's family owned acres and acres of land in Georgia, and it was no secret that this land was once the site of one of the largest cotton plantations in America. Tommy grew up in the lap of luxury, and he received everything his heart desired. Not only was he wealthy, but Tommy was also devastatingly handsome. He was tall and strong, tan and athletic. He had soft, light brown hair and gorgeous, piercing blue eyes. Tommy was the epitome of an aristocratic Southern prince. Most would expect that a young man growing up in this situation would be spoiled, demanding, and obnoxious; however, Tommy was an exception to the rule. His heart was just as beautiful as he was. However, while Tommy may have had everything he ever wanted in life, one thing he never did have was a father. His own dad had died when he was a small child, and he was raised by his mother, his grandparents, and a host of aunts and uncles. When he was called to go to war, he left without question, proud to serve his country. He fought bravely, and was popular among his fellow soldiers. And, in an ironic twist of fate, the war brought him that one thing he was searching for.
When Tommy met his sergeant, he felt complete. Here was a man who was the complete opposite of him in every way, yet he felt closer to Tony Zanetti than to any man he had ever met before. Tony was mature and charming and strong and handsome and commanding. He was perfect in every way. Tommy tried his damndest to please Tony, and he swelled inside as he and Tony became more than just sergeant and private, but real friends. Even though the man was only a few years older, Tony was like the father Tommy never had. And it was that reason why Tommy was so confused by his feelings. When he saw Tony, so powerful and so breathtaking, rutting into some squealing bitch with that oversized phallus, he was more turned on than he had ever been before. And oddly enough, he even felt a little jealous.
Tony was pretty fond of the kid himself, he knew what it was like to lose a father at a young age, and he felt almost "protective" of the kid. He knew what Tommy was going through... and what Tommy needed. The next morning, Tony was ready to show his boy exactly just how much he meant to him. When he saw young Pvt. Mead leave to take a piss, he got up from his cot and followed along behind. He followed the boy out to the WC, locked the door behind them, and stood right next to Tommy at the communal urinal.
"Mornin,' Mead." Tony smiled as he unbuttoned his slacks, his huge cock flopping out like an uncoiled snake. Tommy shivered, partly from the cool morning air, and partly from excitement. He couldn't help himself, and once again he found himself staring at the sergeant's unbelievable organ. Ashamed of himself, Tommy quickly finished his business and began buttoning himself up. All of a sudden, as Tommy turned to exit the restroom, the man of his dreams grabbed him in those huge arms, spun him around, and began forcefully kissing his sweet, pouty lips. Tony was just as surprised by his actions as Tommy was! This was the first time he'd ever kissed another man. But it just seemed right. Tony had a soft spot for Tommy. He was a sweet kid, and damn if he wasn't cute with his sweet Southern boy smile and that amazingly tight little bubble butt. It was a magical kiss for both of them, and their tongues hungrily searched each other's mouths, both men attempting to devour the other.
Tommy's heart was beating wildly. His legs gave out from under him and he fell to his knees, his face level with the grotesquely bloated 10-inch dong. Without any hesitation, the boy took it in both hands and began wildly lathering it's surface with his tongue, occasionally rubbing the slimy uncut knob all over his sweat-soaked face.
"Oh, God, Sarge... It tastes so good... I love it... I'm licking a big filthy fucking cock and I love it..."
Tony looked down and smiled tenderly, the boy stared up at him with puppy dog eyes and suckled feverishly at the tangy treat.
An eternity of cocksucking later, Tony pulled Tommy to his feet, turned him around, and leaned the young man over a sink. He stared longingly at the perfect muscular orbs and licked his lips. Tony was once again shocked by his own actions as he slowly kneeled down on the ground and began to hungrily eat out the boy's smooth little ass as if it were a bitch's cunt. He soon found that it was even better eating than cunt! He was thankful to find that Tommy kept himself squeaky clean down there, the scent of soap and light musk turning Tony on something fierce. The young soldier shuddered every time Tony pushed his fat tongue into the virgin hole. Tony could stand it no longer. He stood up and aimed his fat fucker at the little pink target. The heady silence was broken as Tony loudly spat in his hand and coated his throbbing cock until it shined. As the searing hot cock bulb touched his puckered opening, Tommy began shaking violently.
"Oh God, oh God! You're gonna fuck me... you're gonna stick that thing up my ass... You made me into a faggot!" Tommy sobbed. Tony stopped and looked down at Tommy, the sensitive young man's head hanging low, his body convulsing in sobs.
"Tommy -- look at me, buddy." Tommy looked back at Tony, the tears running down his cheeks. "Do you want this?"
Tommy just looked at Tony and slowly nodded, more tears squeezing out from the corners of his eyes. And with that, Tony gently but firmly began pressing his oversized tool into the virgin ass. Tommy closed his eyes and held his breath, biting his lips as he held back whimpers of pain. The Italian man gently stroked the boys sides and back, whispering words of encouragement and lightly kissing the smooth neck. In yet another first for Tony, he reached around and began slowly jacking the other man's rock-hard 7 inch cock. After what seemed like an eternity to them both, Tony's colossal plum cockhead finally lodged itself into the vise-like tightness of the younger man's sphincter.
"You did it, babe, it's smooth sailing from here. You did it." Tony's fucker lodged itself in slowly, inch by inch.
All of a sudden, Tommy's eyes shot open and his mouth dropped in a gasp as Tony's bulging cock knob brushed over some sort of magic spot in his ass.
"That's your happy spot, bud, it loves when big cock rubs up against it."
Tommy stared at himself in the mirror above the sink. It was all so surreal. It was as if someone was watching him, spying on him as he experienced this secret, private, wonderful moment -- being fucked for the first time, fucked by his commanding officer. Now he was looking at another face in the mirror, a strange face, a face with wide open eyes, tousled, sweaty hair, a face with a mouth that hung open -- sometimes in a silent scream and at other times shut tightly, the jaw straining and the teeth gritting. Yet, as unbelievable as it seemed, Tommy knew deep down that the strange face was his own. And behind him, he watched a dark, gorgeous man with his head thrown back, eyes tightly shut, tongue licking at his lips. Tommy came out of his trance and realized that Tony was now rutting furiously into his hungry little ass, and that he was shoving back just as enthusiastically! Something clicked. A change came over him, he grew more confident, bolder in his position.
"That's it, Sergeant Zanetti! Ram that ass! This private's got an itch that only your big stud cock can scratch. Ugh! Ugh! I need it bad, Sarge! Ain't never gonna get one bigger than yours! Make my ass yours! Ugh!"
The dirty talk only made Tony hotter.
"That right, boy? Well, your little ass musta been starvin'! It's just eatin' my big meat whole! Ooo, that ass feels good. Perfect fit for my mean ol' mancock." Tony opened his eyes and stared at Tommy in the mirror. Both men saw the hunger in each other's eyes. The look exchanged between real men joined together in only the way real men can be. They were equals. Tony's monster cock had conquered the boy's ass, but Tommy's slutty little hole had conquered his dick.
At that moment, both men began the most intense orgasms of their lives. Without any direct stimulation, Tommy's cock began shooting wildly -- his own cum coating his face, his chest, the mirror, the wall, flowing down the sink... His ass, already virgin tight, began its convulsions, kneading Tony's cock as if it were a loaf of french bread lodged deeply inside. Tony's legs collapsed out from under him, his bulky body falling to the ground, his strong hands dragging the younger man down with him. In their awkward position on the ground, Tony bucked over and over again, moaning obscenities as his cock ballooned over and over, emptying his hot seed into the steaming, spasming hole.
"Yeah! Yeah! Take it! Take it! Take my fucking scum, you mother fucker! Take it deep! This is Zanetti cum paintin' your guts!"
For a full minute, Tony's cock volleyed spurt after spurt of cum into the screaming boy's hole, the two bodies smashed into each other over and over, as if they were violently trying to absorb one another.
When it was all over, the two men lay exhausted on the cement floor. Both men's chests were heaving, their bodies soaked in perspiration, their eyes rolled back in post-orgasmic rapture. When they finally came to their senses, Tony and Tommy looked at each other and began to laugh. It was a friendly, exhilarated laugh, shared between two men who were amazed by the intensity of the experience they just shared. Tony rolled over and once again kissed Tommy on the mouth. When they broke the kiss, Tommy smiled at Tony with a twinkle in his eye and said,
"Thanks, Sarge."
"It was nothing, bud. I was just hopin' I wouldn't scare you off."
"Are you kidding? God, that was the most amazing experience of my life. I.. I hope it's not a one time thing."
"Ha ha! Are you kidding, Tommy? This stubborn motherfucker of mine needs to be milked a few times a day or else he gets pretty angry. That tight ass of yours is gonna see a lot more of this baby!"
And with that, Tony got his first "fuck buddy." Tony soon found out that Tommy Mead was just as insatiable as he was. The sweet young Southerner turned out to be a voracious cock pig. For the next few months, the two men couldn't get enough of each other. Tony's meat was plugging Tommy's ass or throat whenever they had a moment of time together.
After a few weeks of fucking Tommy, Tony had a wicked idea while showering with the guys one afternoon. Through the hot steam, Tony's eyes focused on one of his privates -- Walter "Ox" Manning. The 18-year-old was a giant of a man -- 6'8" and 280 pounds of solid muscle. The young man had earned his nickname by not only being as big as an ox, but as dumb as one, too. The big blonde farmboy had made it through high school playing football. And when he barely graduated with his D-minus average, he entered Iowa State University, which was, of course, all due to his athletic talents. He may not have been the sharpest tool in the shed, but in wartime, that was something that was valued in a fighting man, for the ignorant "Ox" blindly followed his superior's orders, never questioning them, never thinking for himself.
However, there was yet another aspect to his nickname. As Tony had witnessed in the whorehouses, Walter was hung like an ox as well. While Tony's big cock looked like a baseball bat attached to his short, muscular body, Ox's own enormous 10 inches was in perfect proportion, not nearly as conspicuous or awe-inspiring as the pussy-ripper swinging from Tony's crotch. Ox's cock was also no where near as thick as Tony's ass-stretching cudgel.
Tony approached the big man as they both toweled off after the hot showers.
"Hey, Oxie, you like tight pussy don'tcha, buddy?"
"Aw shit, Sarge, ya know I love cunt. Fuckin' love stickin' the Ox to them bitches. The tighter, the better." Ox's vacant eyes grew wide and lusty as his big cock began growing longer and thicker, peeking out from under his small towel.
"How'd you like to stick that rod of yours into somethin' tighter than a pussy?"
"Huh?" Ox asked with a dumb look on his face. "What's tighter than a pussy, Sarge?"
"I got somethin' in mind, Walt. Somethin' I think that'll make the Ox real happy. Come on, follow me, buddy."
Ox stood up immediately, completely unconcerned about his monstrous cock flopping in front of him, sticking out 10 huge inches.
Tony led the big lug into his private tent, where Tommy lie sleeping sweetly on top of his cot, the sheet pushed down to reveal his sweet young ass, a trickle of cum dripping down from the puckered pink hole.
"What the hell is this, Sarge?"
"Shut the fuck up, Ox."
Tony approached the bed and spoke softly into Tommy's ear. "Wake up, honey. Daddy's got a present for you."
Tommy's eyes opened slowly, a sleepy grin crossing his face as he looked up at his commanding officer, the man who mastered his ass. In an instant, his eyes caught sight of the enormous figure standing behind Tony and his smile disappeared.
"Oh my God! Tony! What's going on!? What are you doing?!"
"Trust me, sweetie, you're gonna love this." Tony turned to Ox and belted out, "PRIVATE MANNING! FUCK THAT ASS!"
"Huh? What did you say, Sarge?"
"YOU HEARD ME, MAGGOT! FUCK THAT ASS! DO IT FOR YOUR COUNTRY!"
"Sir, yes sir!"
That was all Ox had to hear, his orders had been given, and he obediently followed them. The giant man approached the shocked Tommy Mead, his enormous pink schlong wagging back and forth in front of his blonde-furred crotch, his big, bloated balls jiggling in their wrinkled sack.
"Tony! How could you! No! You can't do this!" Tommy protested, a look of hurt and horror flashing across his face.
Tony just grinned and began stripping off his clothes. Once completely nude, the Italian Stallion took a seat and began to slowly stroke his pounding cock, watching delightedly as the huge muscled teen overpowered his lover and began cramming the thick, 10-inch tool roughly into the cum-lubed asshole.
Tommy's groans of pain, fear, and anger echoed in the room. In response, Tony's cockhead dripped a long line of sticky ooze. Tony's eyes twinkled as he watched the gargantuan soldier crouching over his little Tommy, the equally gargantuan fucklog finally bottoming out in the insatiable chute. Tommy wouldn't give up that easily -- he thrashed and shook, he screamed and punched, but it was useless. He was pinned, stuck like an insect on the superhung meat, trapped in Ox's huge grasp, his fellow soldier's upper arms as big as his thighs.
Without wasting any time, Walter Manning proudly demonstrated how apt his nickname really was. He was as big as an ox, he had a cock like an ox, and he fucked like a ox -- mean, hard, and unthinking. His brain ceased to work as the blood left to fill his cock. His body was now completely controlled by his fat ramrod, it's only goal to release it's potent seed. Faster and faster he drove his big dong into the clutching hole. His mouth gaped open, his eyes rolled back in his head, a line of drool ran down his chin.
Ox wasn't the only one enjoying himself. The big dick was just too much for Tommy, and he finally gave his body over to the incredible sensations of having the stupid oaf lie on top of him, brutally raping him. So hard. So rough. His eyes slowly opened and, heavy lidded, he watched as Tony sat across the room and masturbated his shiny red Italian sausage.
"Ohhh... Tony... You are so good to your boy..." Tommy moaned before closing his eyes once again and pushing his ass back to meet the plunging pole.
For the next hour, Tony watched in rapt attention, his big prick plunging through his fist, jerking off to his personal erotic sex show.
"MANNING! FUCK HARDER! THE LITTLE WHORE LIKES IT ROUGH! COME ON YOU FUCKING RETARD! HARDER!!!"
"Ugh! Ugh! Sir, Yes SIR!" Ox huffed, sweat pouring off his face onto Tommy's smooth muscled back.
Tony was riveted to the perverted scene. Ox was bellowing and snorting as his dick punched into the much smaller man's ass. Ox's entire body was tensed, his huge muscles bulging everywhere in his bulky frame. Tommy's whimpers and squeals of pleasure also filled the air, and both young men barreled towards their orgasms like a freight train speeding out of control.
"PRIVATE MANNING! FLOOD THAT HOMO PUSSY!"
"UGH! HMMPH! UGH! UGH! UGH! YES SIR!!!"
With that final order, the fucking men reached their peak. Screams and groans erupted from the copulating pair, sweat flew from their convulsing bodies, Ox's thick, virile cum overflowed from Tommy's clenching hole, the force of the thrusts actually causing it to squirt back up onto the bull of a man.
That was all Tony could take. He calmly got up, walked over to the bucking pair, pointed his dick directly at them, and ejaculated all over his hot soldier boys, showering both men with his horny spunk.
Like all good things, Tony's time with Tommy came to an end. It was hard for both of them when it was time for Tommy to go back to the U.S. Sure, Tony knew his dick would feel bad about it's lack of tight ass, but deep down, he felt a closeness with Tommy that he hadn't felt with any guy before.
On the night before Tommy left, Tony threw the boy an all night fuck to end all fucks. With every earthshattering plunge of that godlike dick into his guts, the tearful young soldier professed his love for the older man. Tony hunched over the prostrate boy doggie style, rutting angrily into the squeezing, sucking butthole. He bit roughly at the young man's smooth shoulders and neck, a desire to devour the boy fueling his insane coupling. This boy belonged to him. Was his to use and abuse and love and fuck. Tony began rambling like a madman.
"Yeah. Yeah. Mine. My baby boy. Ugh! All mine. Sweet little boy. So good to his daddy. Papa loves his little boy's tight cunt. That's it, sweetie, push it back on your daddy's prick. Sweet sweet ass. FUCKIN' MY BABY!."
Tony's words struck a spot in Tommy even deeper than the one Tony's thick cock bulb was brutally assaulting. Tommy snapped like a steel trap.
"YES! YES! YES! GOD YES! FUCK YOUR BOY! BABY LOVES THAT BOYSTRETCHER FUCKING HIM! PLEASE! YES!"
Tommy's ass ground down with superhuman force, his little butt clamping down on the bull cock. Tony pulled back, but found that he couldn't move. The soldier's hungry sphincter was holding tight, trapping his big Italian sausage securely within. Tommy's arms and legs collapsed from under him, his asshole pulling Tony by the dick down on top of him. The smaller man's ass muscles began to involuntarily contract in a wavelike motion, massaging the big dong as though Tony were receiving a hand job from within. Tony's eyes rolled back in his head, a rumbling moan built deep in his chest, masculine grunts arose from his throat, his right hand smacked at the little white ass ruthlessly.
"Ohhhhhh... I love you Tony." Tommy wept.
"Oh yeah. I love this ass." Tony grunted, his dick in the beginning stages of its eruption. Tony's muscular, hairy butt hollowed. His entire body began to shake, his fingers dug like talons into Tommy's waist. With the force of a 100 megaton bomb, Tony exploded. His hulking hard-on, imprisoned inside the vicelike clamp of his fuck buddy's whorehole, launched an entire, huge, dirty sackful of spunk in one long, mind-blasting spasm. It was the sort of expert hosing only the most potent, most macho, most masterful Italian wop sex stallions can give their bitches. He was planting his seed in the boy. He knew that once Tommy left, the young man wouldn't be able to resist any good-looking top man's hard dick. And although the young man would go through countless men, Tony was comforted by the fact that he, the stud who had broken in this sweet southern boy, was shooting farther, deeper, heavier than any fucker ever would in this greedy, gulping fuck channel. The slick cum lubricated his bloated rod, allowing it to slide slowly out of the still clutching ass. Tommy, meanwhile, had long since passed out, the intensity of the experience causing him to black out. Tony looked down at the unconscious body, lying so calmly on the bed, drenched in sweat and pearly white cum, buckets of ejaculate pouring out of his still flexing hole, bubbling out like a volcano at maximum pressure. Tommy was so beautiful. A dull pain filled Tony's heart. He leaned over, his face close to his private's cheek, licking off a string of cum the young man had spurted onto his face. Tony had planted his seed inside Tommy, and now Tommy had planted his in Tony, as well.
The next morning, Tommy cried and promised that he'd find Tony when they both returned to the states. Tony smiled and rubbed his crotch, not doubting for a moment that Tommy would break his word.
After Pvt. Mead left camp, Tony's days passed as slowly as fresh cum oozing out a well-fucked asshole. His oft-daily ball-drainings in Tommy's bottomless chute were now a thing of the past. Tony simply had to suffice with shooting his sperm every few days into a lucky nurse or barmaid or poor German girl or whatever young woman he happened to meet. However, an early morning telegram all but ended the monotonous haze of Tony's final month in Germany: It seemed Tony's big brothers Gino and Frankie had ended their service and were waiting to meet him in Berlin!
TO BE CONTINUED IN WAR STORY CHAPTER 3
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