The following story is an historical piece of fiction of love and war. Now for the obligatory warnings: 1) if you are underage, you should not be here, but I am not saying leave; 2) if you find love between men horrific, please get the hell out; and 3) if you find love between loving brothers offensive, just do not read. Also for those you are very homophobic and rather see those who are gay die from AIDS or just getting attacked, I have two words for you - ** SUCK IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just so you know, any relation to anyone who was real is purely coincidental.

For those who love history as I do, this will be as historically accurate as possible, but the characters will be fictional. I hope that you love it. In part of this story, a new character was developed. Because trying to type out the name of the character would be time consuming, I will be using initials for the character. Also there is a slight kink episode in this, so those who are offended I do apologize, but I think will help the storyline.

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FROM THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER:

The twins and Prince just held each other. Beau and Brett encircled their friend's body with their own. Though they were hard, their spirits were not into making love. They manipulated their dicks gently and just held tight. Not a word was spoken because they knew each other so well. They cried and just held each other, never wanting to let go. They fell asleep in each other's arm.

CHAPTER 16: The Maryland 1^st Infantry

As the morning arrived, the seven rose and got ready for the inevitable. They went downstairs for breakfast and the silence was deafening. After they finished their meal, they gathered in the den one last time.

"My sons, this is the hardest thing I have asked of you." John began. "But eventually, this foolishness will come to an end. Just be careful and come back to me alive."

He hugged each of the boys and they held the embrace for quite a while. KW then hugged each of them and Beau asked to look out for their father and Thadd.

"Don' worry Massa Beau." the huge servant said. "Theys be in goods hands."

Chad went to his brother and hugged him tightly. The two cried and held each other. After several minutes, Chad looked at Thadd.

"I am so sorry for being such a worthless person." he said. "You could have left me to die. You're much stronger than I am."

"Chad, you're a wonderful person." the smaller teen said. "We just had to bring it out. Just come back alive, not only for me, but Michael."

Again they hugged when a knock came at the door. Ginny answered the door and brought Bill Robinson to the den. John rose to greet him and offered him a chair. He introduced the boys to him.

"Bill is in the same boat." John said. "His own brother will be in the same regiment with Beau and Chad. Bill please look out for Brett and Gregg."

"I will John." the man said. "My cousin will be waiting for us. We need to get going."

One final hug and good-byes and the two teens walked out the door for the unknown. John had two horses saddled and enough supplies for several days. Bill Robinson was on his horse and the trio rode away. Bill was 6'3" and 190 pounds. Though he was not heavily muscular, he was well defined. His wavy, brown hair was not too long and the matching brown eyes shown in the sun.

"Well, I guess we're off to an adventure." he said to the teens.

Brett just glared at him because he knew it was not an adventure, but something very deadly. They road in silence for several hours until they came upon an inn. As they alit, Brett entered and spoke with the innkeeper.

"I would like to get some rooms for the night." he said.

"I'm sorry, but we only have one room left." the men replied. "It does have two beds in it."

He signed the register book and paid for the night. The three went to the room and it was agreed that Gregg and Brett would sleep in one bed together. Gregg went down to make sure their horses were tended for the night.

After dinner, the three retired and went to their room. As Bill undressed, the two teens saw his body. His chest was covered with fine brown hairs. As he removed his trousers, the thick hair covered his legs and they saw a very prominent bulge in his undergarment. He noticed the boys looking and he smiled.

"Like what you see?" he queried with a grin.

"Sorry." Brett replied.

"Don't worry." Bill said. "Besides you're daddy told me about your family. And though I do like women, I also enjoy a hot guy."

As the man removed his undergarment, his 8" pole slapped hard against his stomach. His heavy sac dangled very precariously below. Gregg whistled at the thickness of the manmeat before him. The two teens nervously undressed and their own pride revealed themselves.

"MM-MM-MM." Bill said. "You are very well hung men."

With that he dropped to his knees and took Gregg deep into his oral orifice. The teen groaned and threw his head back. Bill moved back and forth dragging his tongue along the sensitive underside. Brett, not to be left out, stood by Gregg, which Bill grabbed. He then moved over to Brett's hard cannon and swallowed him to the base. The Brockington teen sucked in air as he felt the man manipulate his cock with his mouth. Bill then began to move between the two teen tasting their tangy twin towers. Gregg could not last long as his sac moved to his body. The jettison of white juices erupted from his cock quickly.

"MMMMFFFF!!" he groaned.

Six blasts filled Bill's mouth and he swallowed it with great relish. Brett was soon to follow as his hefty nuts rose and he released his youthful liquid into the kneeling man's throat.

"AAAAHHHH!!" the blonde teen cried out.

He came so fast with his eight rounds that Bill's cheeks ballooned out as they were filled. He did swallow the joy as Brett slowed down. As he finished the boys, he rose and fell on his bed. Gregg and Brett fell on the bed with him as Gregg took the thick pole into his mouth. He did have some difficulty taking it, but he learned to adapt. Brett to the lemon-sized balls into his mouth and swirled them into his mouth. The two teens tantalized the man's being for over thirty minutes until Brett felt the juice factory move to Bill's body. He then joined Gregg and they licked the shaft when the first round spewed from the thick pole.

"SHIT!!" Bill cried.

Ten blasts of thick man cream flew and landed on his abs and chest. The two saw the massive amount of thick cream and began to lap it up until there was nothing left. As the last bit was settled in their stomachs, the two boys went to their bed and fell fast asleep.

Over the next two days, the three rode and found places to sleep. When they arrived in Baltimore, they were met by Bill's cousin, Bruce Johnston. Their horses were tended and Bruce explained that the Maryland 1^st were quartered only a few miles away and he would take them there. As they went to bed that night, Gregg spoke to Brett.

"I feel guilty about the other day." he said. "I cheated on Thadd."

"Don't worry." Brett said. "Thadd is a very forgiving. Besides, he did tell me that if you do fool around, he will be understanding."

"I want to be faithful to him." Gregg said.

"If you do want to get some release, I'll be here for you." the blonde teen told Gregg.

They did get some sleep, Gregg felt better that Brett would look out for him. Brett was ready to fight the entire regiment to protect his friend.

As they went to the encampment, Bruce introduced the three to the commanding officer, Lt. Colonel Andrew Stephenson. He was a West Point graduate and was a no nonsense officer who expected strict discipline. The three were sworn in and attached to the cannon battery. They reported to a sergeant named Joe Brookes. He was in his early thirties and build very solidly. He had bright red hair and green eyes. He saw the trio approach and he let out a growl.

"What the hell are they sending me?" the man said with an Irish brogue. "This is a war, not a fuckin' tea party."

The three introduced themselves and the sergeant grunted in recognition. He eyed them up and down, then turned to a corporal.

"Take these men and get them some goddamned uniforms." he bellowed.

The corporal, named Jeff Osborne, took them to the quartermaster to get their uniforms. As they were handed their outfits, Jeff took them to the barracks, where they changed. Jeff was only 5' 7" and very thin. Brett wondered how he got in the army with his stature.

"Don't worry about Sgt. Brookes." he said. "His bark is worse than his bite. He likes to yell, but he looks out for his men."

As they finished dressing and found bunks for their belongings, the bugler sounded assembly and the three followed Jeff to the parade grounds. The colonel was standing there with a major and two captains. They got in formation and were ordered to attention. The trio followed those who were around them and snapped to.

"At ease." the major ordered.

Again, following the lead of the others around, they stood at ease. The colonel came forward to address the new arrivals.

"Now we have some new men who came in today." he began. "You will be drilled and learn basic military courtesy. You will also learn that if you came from renegade states, you're fighting for the nation. You will kill southerners. If you don't, you will be court-martialed and shot yourself. Do you understand?"

"YES SIR!!" the formation yelled.

"The new men will report to Major Anderson." the colonel ordered.

The formation was dismissed and the trio with four others reported to the major. He explained military orders and courtesy. He also handed them books with the title Army Regulations. He ordered them to study it. They followed the corporal back to the barracks.

"Just follow orders." Jeff said. "You should get along very well."

"So what will we be doing in artillery?" Gregg ordered.

"We get to shoot the cannons." the thin man said. "Sgt. Brookes will teach you. He can hit his target with great ease. Besides the sergeant is the only person the colonel is afraid of."

"How come?" Brett queried.

"The colonel started yelling at the sergeant." Jeff explained. "He called him a worthless faggot, so Sgt. Brookes threw him to the ground and fucked the man's ass raw. Everyone stood by and applauded when he dumped two loads of jizz in the colonel's ass."

"How big is his cock?" Bill questioned.

"Thirteen inches and very thick." the corporal replied. "If you're ever fucked by it, you will never forget it."

The trio saw the snake growing down Jeff's left pant's leg. It seemed to never stop and the corporal groped it. He gave them a smile as he stroked it. The three began to feel their own cocks to expand quickly. Jeff rose and dropped his pants to reveal a hard 10" but somewhat thin.

"So let's see what we have here." he said.

The three new arrivals in artillery dropped their pants to reveal their hard poles. The thin corporal licked his lips and approached them.

"Just so you know everyone in artillery loves cock." Jeff said. "And the sarge will get each of you eventually."

Brett saw the panic on Gregg's face. He decided to protect his friend by all means. Before any fun could be had, the bugle played mess call. They collected themselves and found their way to the chow line. They were fed and met the rest of the artillery unit. After they finished, the unit went to their barracks. Sgt. Brookes called Brett's name to come with him. The Rutherford teen followed the burly Irishman to his quarters.

"I suppose the corporal told you about our unit." he said.

"Yes he did." Brett responded. "And what would be expected of us."

"Good." the NCO uttered. "Does this bother you?"

"No, because my twin brother have sex all the time." the blonde replied. "But can we strike a deal."

"What?" the burly man asked very annoyed.

"Gregg is very afraid of what would happen to him." Brett said. "Please don't fuck him. "I will take his place anytime."

"Loyalty. Good." Sgt. Brookes said. "That shows me you would help you're comrades. It's a deal."

He grabbed the teen and kissed him hard. Brett was taken aback at first, but responded with his tongue. They began to strip while they kissed. As their clothes were cluttered on the floor, they fell on the cot. Brett felt the hairy chest against his smooth skin and the burgeoning cock against his leg. He surprised the man as he flipped their bodies and he moved to the hard nips. He suckled each one, lightly biting each. This cause the man to moan and spill his precum on his stomach. Brett moved down and tasted the salty body of his sergeant. As he got to the stomach, he lapped up the clear nectar. The monster, uncut cock jumped before him. Brett's tongue played with the shaft. He opened his young mouth and slowly swallowed the red missile. The teen's head slowly moved south until the coarse red hair pressed against his nose.

"OH GOD BOY!!" the man cried out. "You took my cock all the way."

Brett looked up at his supervisor. He knew if he could keep the brawny Irishman happy, Gregg would be safe. The blonde moved up and down on the solid piece of flesh rod, drawing his tongue along the underside of the pole. The salty precum dripped from the tip and down Brett's gullet.

"Turn around." the sergeant ordered.

Brett obeyed and his sweet teencunt was at Sgt. Brookes face. The teen resumed his work on the turgid flesh when he felt a large object shoved into his hole. At first he thought it was a finger, but then realized the NCO's hands were on his legs. It finally dawned on him that the long thick object was the man's tongue. It felt like he was being fucked by a huge dick and he enjoyed it as his moaning hummed on the man's pole. After several minutes, Sgt. Brookes pulled his tongue out.

"Okay private, assume the position." he said.

Brett got on all fours and the sergeant approached as a lion stalking its prey. He pried the hard gluts apart and his 13" fuck stick seemed to have a life of its own. The head found the honey pot and inserted itself. The head eased in slowly, but Brett had no problems of accommodating it. In a matter of minutes, the long torpedo hit the bottom and Brett wiggled his ass. The sergeant slowly began to fuck the newly acquired teen. The bulbous head continually hit the prostate over and over.

"Yeah, fuck me." Brett uttered in passionate lust. "Breed my ass."

"Oh yeah boyo." Sgt. Brooks replied. "You're so good. You will be mine."

The switched positions to having Brett riding the massive meat mountain. He would run his hands through the thick fur. Sgt. Brookes sat up and hugged the teen he was embedded in and kissed him. Brett felt the thick hair rubbing his chest, which caused him to explode between the two.

"AAAAAHHHHH!!" he cried out.

Eight rounds of teen pleasure coated their abs and chests. The ass muscles clamped extremely hard on the passion pole of the NCO and this caused him to erupt deep into the teencunt. The sergeant let out a roar and twelve blasts of thick Irish cream filled Brett, who then had a second orgasm of five salvos almost after his first orgasm stopped. Covered in sweat, the two collapsed with Brett on top of the man and cuddled on the thick man. Sgt. Brookes was on who would fuck a man, then moved on. But there was something special about this teen.

"Tell me about yourself." he said soothingly.

Brett explained about his family and the plantation. He spoke of John, Beau, KW, and Prince. He explained about his three adopted brothers, including Gregg and Thadd. He told this stranger about himself and felt calm about it. He felt as if he were with his father and was comfortable by this.

"Why protect Gregg?" the man asked.

Brett explained about Gregg and Thadd and how Gregg wanted to remain faithful to his lover. This did something to the NCO. He felt empty and needed someone to love and now thought he found that someone. His main problem was to express his feelings. He was so used to bellowing orders, he did not know how to talk to people.

"Brett, I don't know how to say this." he said. "But I think I love you."

Brett kissed the man gently and the semi-hard cock in Brett expanded to its full 13" again. With this, Brett knew.

"Sergeant, I also care about you." he said. "I feel safe and warm. I know one thing, I want you in my life forever."

"I have no family." the big man said. "Do you think your family will welcome me?"

"If I'm happy with you, they will be happy." the teen replied.

They kissed and fell asleep. Brett cuddled on his new lover and Sgt. Brookes felt the teen on him and he was happy.

TBC...

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