Date: Tue, 16 Sep 2008 20:02:52 -0700 From: Greg Reese Subject: Final Assignment - Chapter 7 - Military This is a work of fiction, all the usual legal jargon applies. The characters in this story live in a disease free world, the use of condoms is not portrayed. The real world is very different, practice safe sex, use condoms. Bills were paid and I had finished my grocery shopping and was putting the stuff away when the phone rang. I looked at the clock, noon sharp, as I reached for the phone. "Hello?" I said. "Hey, it's me, can you come to the office?" Bill said. "Yeah, do I need to put on my uniform?" I asked. "No, not necessary." he responded. We hung up and I headed out the door. I walked into the dimly lit office and back to Bill's office, his door was ajar and I heard him talking to someone on the phone. I knocked, waited for him to respond, entered and sat down. Bill continued his conversation and within a few minutes, hung up the phone, and looked at me. "Jon, I need you to do something." he said. "Sure, what is it?" I asked. "Well, it appears that our Colonel has been under an investigation for quite some time, exactly what that investigation is, I can't reveal." Bill said as he sat back in his chair. He continued, "A call was placed to the General Friday afternoon from the Inspector General's office. A formal hostile work environment complaint against the Colonel has been filed." Bill continued. Bill explained to me about the complaint, the wording in the complaint, who it was filed through, etc. Inspector General complaints do not reveal who the person was that filed the complaint. This is done to prevent retribution from the person whom the complaint was filed against. The more Bill talked of the complaint though, the more I was sure that it was Gladys who'd filed. Gladys had been working in our office since she started with Civil Service, she knew all the in's and out's and who to call and not to call. I made a note to bring Gladys a Caramel Frappucino as a silent reward, presuming it was her that filed the complaint. "Here's where this gets sticky and where I really need your support." Bill continued. I nodded my head indicating I understood the direction he was going. "The General really wants the males to pursue an EEO complaint. Call it the "official nail in the coffin" if you will. Have you all been keeping your documentation?" Bill asked me. "Well, I can only speak for myself and to answer your question, yes, I have." I responded. "Good! Tomorrow, I want you to rally the rest of the male staff and take them to breakfast, in fact, here's $100.00, that should cover it. The General wants you all to pursue an EEO complaint. I assure you, as does the General, no retribution will befall any of you regardless of your decision. Additionally, the Colonel has been relieved of her duties until the IG investigation is over and, depending on the outcome, the EEO investigation as well." Bill paused and I took this moment to interject. "Bill, forgive me for asking and I mean no disrespect, but does the General have an axe to grind? And does he not realize how this smacks of mutiny?" I asked. Bill sat forward, thought about his repsonse and said, "Jon, I'm only at liberty to give you certain information, no, the General does not have an axe to grind and yes, he realizes how this must look, he wants to see the right thing done. This is way more involved than you know, trust me, the less you know the better. As for mutiny, I won't answer that question for you. Did I answer your questions Sergeant St. John?" Bill said. Catching referral to my rank, along with the official tone in his voice, I knew what my next answer needed to be, that was, "Yes sir, you have answered the Sergeant's questions." We talked for about another hour when he dismissed me and I quickly went into action, to include figuring out how I was going to buy breakfast for everyone. I contacted the male staff and told them to meet me at the main conference room at 0700 in the morning. I further instructed that all physical fitness training was cancelled for that day. I answered the questions I was asked as best I could without providing too much detail. Once that was done, I headed for home and waited for Bill. Bill called around six that night saying he was still at the office, would be for several more hours and I'd see him late in the morning. I asked if he was OK, he said he was, just tired, and we ended our call. I didn't sleep well at all that night as I went over and over in my head how I would address the male staff. The following morning arrived way too soon and before long, I had purchased enough Egg and Croissant breakfast meals as I thought was needed and I was greeting and meeting everyone and explaining everything to them. The staff agreed in unison that we would all file our complaint and, once back in the office, we went into action, printing off our documentation. We filed our joint complaint and were busy going about our business by lunch time. I returned from lunch carrying one large Caramel Frappucino with me and placing it in front of Gladys. "What's this for?" Gladys looked up at me. "Gladys, I love you, this is just a token of my appreciation for all the work you do!" I responded, giving Gladys a wink. "Oh you, you think you're so smart!" Gladys said, winking back at me, indicating that she'd realized I'd figured out that she was the one who'd complained with the IG. We gave each other a long hug, I patted her on the back and whispered my thanks to her. "My pleasure sugar! My pleasure!" she responded back and we went about our business. The day finally ended and before long, everyone was filing out the door on their way out, a smile on their face and a skip in their step. I could already feel the morale of the office lighten. I grabbed my bottle of water and headed for Bill's office. "Sir, you busy?" I asked. "Come in Sergeant St. John!" Bill said as he looked over from his computer and smiled. I sat down and before I could say anything, Bill said, "Sergeant St. John, I've been appointed as director in the interim. I don't think I need to tell you what that means do I?" Bill said, a pleading look in his eye. "No sir, you don't" I responded as I knew, him being placed in charge, meant he and I had to be extra careful. I smiled, looked up at him and said, "Sir, if you approve, I think I'll call it a night." "Not a problem, chat with you later." Bill said as I stood and headed out of his office. I shut my computer down, grabbed my briefcase and headed for home. "Home, what a suddenly lonely place." I thought, knowing that my time with Bill would be limited now that he would be my boss. I entered the main lobby of the apartment complex and looked up to see if Eric was on duty, he wasn't and I quickly headed for my apartment. A heavy weight was laying on my shoulders as I turned the key and walked into my empty apartment. I closed the door behind me, changed clothes, made dinner and just sat on my sofa. I thought about the day's events and my final conversation with Bill and broke down crying. "Oh fuck Jon!" I said to myself. "You idiot!" I continued, "How could you? Huh? How could you?" I asked myself out loud, knowing I'd not receive an answer to that response anytime soon. I knew what I was experiencing, I'd been there before but never with my, now, boss. A soft knock on the door retrieved me from my thoughts and I opened the door to see Bill standing there. I immediately burst out crying again. Bill was taken back by my outburst of emotion and quickly entered the apartment, closing the door behind me. I was sobbing heavily when he reached out and held me. "Baby, what's wrong?" he asked as his hands gently roamed and caressed the length of my back. Bill, somehow, managed to walk me back to the couch and set me down while I still sobbed uncontrollably. "Bill I..." I said, once I regained my composure. Bill was looking deep in my eyes, his brows furoughed with worry, when I leaned forward and began to kiss him. Pounce on him, is probably more accurate of a description. I kissed him deeply and passionately, my hands unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it apart, revealing his T-shirt covered chest. I scooted into his lap, his hardening crotch beginning to rub me between my balls and my ass as I continued to devour his mouth, raising his T-shirt until I'd managed to remove both his dress shirt and the T-shirt. I quickly moved to his ear lobe, kissing and nipping at the soft flesh, him throwing his head back and sighing as he slowly ground his hips into me. "Bill, I..." I started to say. "Sssshhh Jon, God I don't know what you're doing or what overcame you, actually I think I do and I..." I never let him finish his words as I covered his mouth again with mine, our tongues dueling with one another, my hand rubbing over his chest and down his belly to start unfastening his slacks. Before I could even reach his belt buckle, Bill picked me up and carried me to the bedroom, my legs wrapped around his waist as we continued kissing, bumping into the walls of the hall as we headed for the bedroom. Bill gently laid me down on my back and began to disrobe. "Oh baby, I fucking love the way you look right now." he said as he quickly kicked off his shoes, removed his socks and lowered his slacks, his hard cock poking through the fly of his boxer shorts. "I could just devour you!" Bill said as he laid down next to me, his hand searching out my rock hard cock. I cried out as he began to stroke my cock through my jeans, making me pant and search out for a part of his body. Before long, Bill and I were completely nude and stretched out on the bed, locked in an embrace, we rolled over, me ending up on top of him. I nuzzeled his neck and lapped and nipped at his chin. "Jon, fuck Jon, please I have to tell you." Bill said as I covered his mouth with mine. We knew what we each wanted, needed to say, but both of us thought that if the words were spoken, it would somehow change the way things were between us. I opened my eyes and looked into Bill's face while I continued to make love to his mouth with mine, a single tear rolled down his left eye and onto his cheek. I reached down between us and started stroking his cock, his sighs and groans letting me know I was bringing him the pleasure I wanted to give him. I pulled off his mouth, scooted my body down on his and started licking and biting his nipples, alternating between the two. "Fuck Jon, GOD that feels so good." Bill mumbled. His cock was producing his clear fluid, which I wiped up with my hand and started palming the head of his dick with it. "Shit yeah!" Bill grunted as I continued to minister to him. "Jon, no one has ever done to me what you do to me." Bill panted as I began to lick down his chest and onto his furry belly, my hand moving from his cock down to grab his balls. "OH FUCK!" Bill cried out as I gently squeezed his cum filled orbs. "Keep doing that baby and I'm liable to shoot my fucking load!" Bill said, rising up as I continued to apply gentle pressure on his balls, my finger now tracing the outline of his hole. I let go of his balls as my mouth made contact with the base of his thick cock. I quickly dipped my fingertip into the piss slit on his cock, scooped up his sweet pre-cum and rubbed that into his hole. "FUCK YEAH!" Bill groaned, reaching up to twist and play with his nipples. I slid my mouth up his cock as my finger started to gently ease into his tight hole. "Fuck me Jon, fuck me with your finger!" Bill said, my mouth moving over the head of his cock, my tongue lapping at his piss slit and slurping up his sweet pre-cum. I swung my hips around, my leaking hard cock slapping Bill's lips. Bill ignored my cock at his mouth and instead, sucked my balls into his mouth while he fingered my ass. "Unnggghhh!" I cried out while I bobbed my head up and down on Bill's cock, his cock juice swiping across my tongue, fueling the lust and fire I had for this man. "UUnnnggg! FFFUUUCCCKKK!" I screamed again as Bill's tongue thrust into my hole. I humped my ass on Bill's mouth, his cock momentarily forgotten while I fucked his tongue with my ass. "Fuck me Bill, oh GOD fuck me!" I screamed, sure that the neighbors were certain to get an earful. Bill tongue fucked my ass while I went back to work on his cock, sucking him for all I was worth. "Jon, oh fuck Jon, I'm gonna shoot!" Bill suddenly cried out as his cock erupted, without warning, flooding my mouth with his cum. I let it flow back out of my mouth and coat his dick, the sweet cream turning into a froth as I swung back around and sat down on his cock, taking him in one thrust. "Fuck me Bill! God fuck me! Yeah, Bill, pound that fucking cock into my ass. Shit! I love your cock fucking my ass!" I screamed as I bounced up and down on his cock, his cock never going soft. I leaned forward and we began to kiss again as Bill thrust his hips into me. "Jon, you feel so fucking good! I love being inside you!" Bill panted. "I love you Bill! Fuck me! Fuck me hard Goddamnit!" I cried out. Bill flipped us over, him on top of me, me spreading my legs while he thrust deep inside my ass. "I'm gonna cum! I'm fucking gonna cum!" I shouted as my cock erupted, spraying my load between the two of his, wetting our stomachs. "Oh Jon! Shit yeah! Your ass clenching around my cock, shit, gonna shoot, get ready, get fucking ready!" Bill said as he thrust into me one last time, his hips quivering as his cock unloaded deep in my ass. "Oh baby, yeah baby, shoot that fucking load deep in my ass!" I panted while I held onto his ass cheeks. "Shit yeah! Fill me up with your cum!" I screamed out again as I rolled us over, letting his now spent cock fall out of my ass. I was hard again and my cock quickly sought out his tight hole and entered him. Bill cried out with the feeling of my cock penetrating his ass. "Fuck yeah Jon! C'mon, give it to me bitch! Give me your fucking cock! C'mon, fuck my ass boy, fuck me hard!" Bill screamed as he bore down on my revived cock. Bill rolled us over again, the two of us falling out of bed and landing on the floor. He quickly got on top of me and impaled himself on my cock, legs spread, he bounced up and down on my dick. "Fucking shoot in me you whore! Fucking give me that sweet load!" Bill screamed as he twisted his nipple with one hand and stroked his still soft cock. We had landed wrong and not only had my knee popped, causing me pain, but my back had immediately gone into spasms. I was too far gone to pay a whole lot of attention to what my back and knee were telling me. Bill rode my cock like a cowboy rides a bronking buck. He shouted obscentities at me while I continued to enjoy the pleasure while taking notice of the pain at the same time. "Oh fuck Bill, fuck fuck fuck! I'm gonna cum again!" I cried out. "Fill me up bitch! Paint my guts with your cum!" Bill panted as he stroked his cock. I bucked into him one last time, my balls emptying their load deep inside his ass. At the same time Bill cried out, stiffened and sprayed me with his cum, most of it landing in my hair. Bill collapsed on top of me, telling me over and over what a great cock I had, how much he loved my cock inside him while I writhed in pain. Bill thought I was writhing in the aftercum, as such, he was in no hurry to get off me. "Bill, please, get off me!" I finally cried out. "What's wrong?" Bill asked. "My back, my knee, pain killers, get me my pain killers and fucking now!" I screamed as my pleasure was quickly replaced with my pain. Bill pulled off my cock, my cock plopping out on my belly, half my load coming out with it, and ran to the kitchen for the pain killers, muscle relaxers and a glass of water. Bill came back just as quickly as he left, handed me the pills and water of which, I quickly downed. "What can I do? What do you need?" Bill frantically asked as he hovered over me. "Nothing right now, just let me lay here for a minute. I'll let you know when you can move me." I said as I waited for everything to kick in. A few minutes later I told Bill to gently lower my leg, roll me over on my stomach and try massaging my back. Bill did as he was instructed and before long, was working the spasming muscles in my lower back. "OK now, gently, very gently, roll me back over and help me up." I said as I felt the muscles in my back begin to ease up a little, thanks to his massage. Bill gently lifted me up and helped me crawl back into bed. "You OK baby? Anything I can do?" Bill asked again. "No, I'm OK, just need to wait for everything to kick in." I said. Bill held me as we waited and within a half hour, I was beginning to feel the familiar buzz of muscle relaxers. "Oh that's better, starting to kick in now." I stammered. "I'm so sorry baby, so sorry." Bill said as he gently rubbed my back. "Not your fault sweetie and quit calling me baby." I said. Another thirty minutes later and I was completely engulfed in the buzz of pain killers and muscle relaxers. I melted into Bill's arms, curled up next to him and said, before drifting off, "I jux luffs you you gorgeous flud boo!" "Huh?" Bill asked, not aware of what I was like under the influence. "I said," I said, "dat ah jes luffs boo!" and drifted off to sleep, leaving Bill to try and figure out what my cryptic meaning was. Thank you all for your great comments and feedback. Keep it up as it only makes the story (and the author) better! I will be taking a short sabatical from writing over the next few weeks, the same will apply to my E Mail as well. Be patient though, there is more to follow and, as always, I will respond to your E Mails.