Date: Tue, 7 Feb 2023 03:02:03 -0600
From: Ebon Artist <ebonart.gallery@gmail.com>
Subject: CAPTAIN AMERICA - UNMASKED

CAPTAIN AMERICA - UNMASKED BY Ebonart

Author note: People familiar with Captain America and Bucky only from the
movies might need some background.

After Robin the Boy Wonder came on the scene in 1940, kid sidekicks were
all the rage.

Bucky Barnes was a young teenager who was the Camp Lehigh regimental
mascot after his single father was killed in the early days of the war
(this being 1941 and all, nobody saw anything weird about this). He
discovered Captain America's secret identity (only a few highly placed
people knew Steve was Captain America) and, like you do, that meant he
put on a costume and mask, and became Cap's partner. Without the benefit
of a super-soldier serum that made Cap super-strong and durable. Using
his real name as his super-hero name. Ah, comics.

When Captain America was revived as a character in Avengers #4, 1964,
Bucky was not in the picture because Stan Lee hated the idea of kid
sidekicks. So, Bucky was killed off-screen and barely mentioned for
decades except as a plot point motivation for Cap. For years and years,
the joke at Marvel was that only two characters ever stayed dead: Uncle
Ben and Bucky. Then in 2005, Brubaker revived comics-Bucky as The Winter
Soldier, and also filled in a lot of back story with him during WW2 that
better explained his survival fighting alongside Cap - while Cap was the
headlines hero, Bucky was quietly being trained in clandestine ops (ie,
he was an assassin).

**

Captain America slipped through the darkness of Camp Lehigh until he
found his - Private Steve Rodgers -- tent. He waited until the coast was
clear and then entered the darkened tent. At four in the morning, the
sounds of the camp were muted and distant. A patrol a street away. A man
stumbling towards the latrine. The sound of a distant jeep.

He took a deep breath and ran his hands over his deep chest. It was still
odd, wearing The Costume. He'd only been operating as Captain America
for a few weeks and he still wasn't used to the awesome strength and
power his body now commanded. He'd been a skinny kid until he'd
volunteered for Doctor Erskine's experiment, and now... now he was
bursting with power!

He frowned. Poor Doc Erskine, gunned down by a Nazi mole. He'd felt the
man die in his arms. He clenched his fists, and felt his biceps swell
with the strength to pick up and throw a jeep. It was intoxicating, the
sense of pure raw power he could feel after so many years of being a
scrawny boy.

He'd just turned nineteen but he looked more mature, now, more like a
grown man.

He slid his hands over his chest, and his abs. Rock solid. The costume
fit him closer than a glove, and now... that was causing problems. He
dropped his gloved hand to his groin. Since his transformation, he'd
been intensely horny. His balls were full of cum and his now-massive cock
was desperate for use all the time. Sneaking out at night for a little
pussy was even more difficult that sneaking out to go on a secret mission
as Cap -- the base commander knew his mission and could re-assign guards
on nights he had an op. Not so much when he needed his balls emptied. At
least he had a private tent. He stroked his cock through his thin
costume. Fuck, that felt good. His cock had almost doubled in size after
the treatments. In the showers, he frequently got eyed.

He smiled slightly. He'd need to get in the sack for morning roll-call.
He took off his mask and heard a soft gasp from the shadows.

He bolted forward! Spy! The figure moved, and he was on it in two steps.
He'd let Erskine die, but now he had a Nazi spy right in his grasp! The
figure struggled and punched at his chest but it was no use. They were
just normal and he was... what he now was.

"Now, let's see who you are!"

He reached up and clicked on the light.

Tight in his grasp, held up by his shirt-front, was the camp mascot, some
kid. Bucky.

Bucky was staring at him. "You... you're... Cap--"

"Shh!" Steve Rogers said as he shook Bucky. The boy shut his mouth and
Steve looked at the tent flap. Nobody had heard.

"Shut up, kid," Steve muttered.

"You... why...?"

He set Bucky down and then put a strong hand on the boy's shoulder to
keep him from running, which he immediately tried to do. He snorted.

"Fast on your feet, as always," Steve said.

"Steve-- I didn't see anything, not..."

"Stow it, small fry," Steve said. He turned Bucky around and the boy
swallowed hard. Yeah, the bulge in his costume was all too visible even
in the dim light of the single bulb.

Bucky stared at him, first at his face then at his powerful chest and
arms.

"Gosh..." Bucky said, shaking his head slightly.

Steve put his hand on Bucky's head. "What am I going to do with you,
scamp? My secret identity is a real honest top secret."

"I... I could help! I do all kinds of stuff around the camp!" Bucky
said, his voice eager.

"Help, huh? What kind of help can a kid like you give me?" Cap said,
but he couldn't take his eyes off the eager young boy's face.

He cupped Bucky's jaw in his big hand and looked down into the boy's
blue eyes. Bucky was a handsome boy, for sure. Fourteen, maybe fifteen
years old, with short brown hair and soft blue eyes. Lean and strong from
all his work around the camp, and quick on his feet. If it wasn't for
the serum, he'd never have caught the kid when he tried to leave.

Steve squeezed the boy's jaw slightly, then let his thumb caress that
soft and beautiful young mouth.

"I've heard you do all sorts of favors for the guys in the camp, son,"
Steve said, and kept the smile off his face at the teen's dismayed look.

"I dunno what...."

Steve pushed Bucky to his knees and drew him against the dark blue trunks
he wore. He knew Bucky could see his erect need tenting the trunks and
smell his heated musk. The desire and hunger in the fresh-faced
adolescent's eyes was unmistakable.

Bucky put his hand on Steve's groin, and his eyes widened. There were
big guys in the camp, yeah, but...nothing like this! Wow!

"I dunno," Bucky said, even as he bent to press his mouth to the man's
satin trunks. He could feel Steve's monster cock through the thin
fabric. Warm, hard, and needy, like so many of the other dudes in the
camp. They were glad to have a boy who knew his way around a man's cock.

Since his dad died in action, he'd become the camp mascot. It wasn't
unusual for him to be anywhere at any time, even after curfew. He did all
sorts of scut jobs in return for food and a warm place to sleep, and
sometimes he did other favors, yeah. The guys were all on edge. They
could ship out to Europe at any time. They needed some... relief.

Bucky reached and undid Captain America's belt, pulled it free, then
pulled down the skintight costume's bottom part.

Bucky felt the breath catch in his chest as he slid both hands around
Captain America's erect cock. Some of the guys at camp were well
endowed, but he'd never seen a man this big. He let his hands slide up
and down the shaft. Cap was uncut, and his balls hung low.

"Great, Guns, St--Cap!" Bucky said as Captain America's veined length
flexed under his hand.

"You ready to do your duty to your country, son?"

"Sir, yes, sir!" Bucky breathed.

Bucky stroked the erect shaft. Steve's foreskin had slid back behind his
large knob. Bucky leaned in and he put his mouth over the silky glans. He
closed his eyes and mmmmmd as he let his lips and tongue glide over that
swollen knob. He pulled back and looked at it, gleaming with his spit,
and he bent back to it. Licked it gently. He bent the man's cock down
and kissed it.

Cap gasped in pleasure.

Bucky set his mouth to the man's cock and began to suck. He didn't have
much finesse; the men at camp wanted to get off in something warm and wet
and didn't have much patience with anything between them and that goal.
He'd learned to be quick and deliberate.

"Good boy, Bucky," Captain America said as he stroked the teenager's
soft brown hair.

Captain America leaned back and sighed, feeling Bucky's practiced and
talented tongue stroke and tease his penis. The boy was good, better than
any girl he'd had since he'd become Cap. The kid's hand stroked up and
down his thick spit-slicked shaft. He looked down at his body and watched
the handsome youth fellate him.

"You're a pretty boy, Bucky. Tell me, what else do you do for the
men?"

"Gosh, whatever they ask, Cap. It's the least I can do, you know?"

Cap smiled and pushed Bucky off his cock. He stood up, then went to one
knee. He pulled Bucky close, and began to undo his brown uniform top.

"Uhh," the boy said, licking Cap's precum from his lips.

"Shhh, Bucky," Captain America said. He undid the boy's top and then
tore the thin white undershirt off Bucky's muscular chest.

"You're a strong kid, Buck," Cap said as his hand slowly moved over
Bucky's soft skin. He was strong, indeed, with a lean hard body showing
well-defined wiry young muscles. Cap gently ran his thumbs over the
boy's nipples until they were rigid little nubs and pulled a soft
whining sound of pleasure from the boy.

Cap bent and licked, then kissed the little mounds. Nothing like a young
boy's tits.

He undid Bucky's trousers, and pulled them down, then teased Bucky's
hard little cock from his tighty-whiteys. He took the youth's sleek cut
penis between two fingers and stroked it. Kid had a nice cock on him.
When he was older, he'd be quite the stud.

"Hnnn, Cap!" Bucky gasped as Cap ran his thumb over his soft pink
cock-crown.

Cap smiled when his thumb came away wet with Bucky's lube.

"Nobody ever played with your cock before, Buck?"

"N-no, just, you know, me. A lot," the blushing teenager stammered.

"How about we make each other feel good, then?" Captain America said.
He cupped the young teen's balls in hand, and then played with the
boy's cock some more. He eased his hand back and let his finger drift
over the youth's pink pucker.

"Wow, Cap... what are you doing?" Bucky whispered.

"Well, apparently there's a lot I can teach you, son," Captain America
said. He undressed Bucky completely, and then leaned up and kissed the
lean teenager. Bucky tried to pull back, but then he relaxed and opened
his mouth. Good. Apparently, the soldiers did some mouth play with the
lad. Steve kissed the boy deeply.

Cap eased Bucky to the floor of the tent, and stroked his muscled lean
form, until Bucky shivered in his need and pleasure.

"You want to cum, Buck?" Cap said.

"I sure do, Cap!"

Captain America smiled and took hold of the boy's slender cock and
jerked him until he had to put a hand over the moaning boy's mouth and
watch him writhe as he shot his load onto his chest and then his stomach.
Cap kept stroking that sleek young shaft, milking Bucky's balls until
the boy cried with pleasure.

"Man, you're a needy kid. And you cum a lot, son," Cap laughed as he
used the rags of Bucky's undershirt to clean up the boy's chest. Then
he bent and licked Bucky's cum from his flat stomach, to the boy's
appreciative sighs.

He licked the youth's skin clean, then went lower, buried his nose in
the boy's pubic bush, then moved to stroke his lips and tongue over
Bucky's slender and softening cock. The boy was hard again in seconds as
he sucked the teenager's sleek penis.

He felt more than heard Bucky's soft sighs and groans, then he suddenly
slipped his index finger deep into Bucky's tight anus.

Bucky yelped, and shot his cum as Captain America stroked the moaning
kid's prostate. Cap closed his eyes as the warm, silky fluid shot down
his throat, his tongue teasing out more of the boy's fresh ejaculate.
When he rose, Bucky was flushed, panting and looked ready to faint. His
long legs were spread, and his softening cock nestled in his
cum-spattered public hair. Captain America pressed his fingertip into the
boy's tightness again and watched Bucky shiver.

"Great guns! I never had anyone do that, St- Cap!"

"That tight little hole is going to get quite the workout with me,
buster!"

"Yessir, Cap!" Bucky said, all smiles.

"You're strong, and quick, and you can take orders. You need to tell
the men that you now belong to me. I'm going to train you, make you a
good little fuckbuddy, Bucky. And a good partner for Captain America!"

"Wow! Really, Cap!?"

"Sure as shootin', youngster," Captain America said as he stood up and
wiped Bucky's cum from his mouth. He pulled the slender youth to his
powerfully muscled form and stroked Bucky's back, and that firm sweet
little ass. He kissed the tired, smiling boy and ruffled his hair when
they parted. He looked at the clock. He wasn't going to get any sleep at
all.

"But now, get cleaned up and changed. You have a ton of potatoes to peel
before dawn, little soldier!"

"Awww, Cap!"

THE END