Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2001 07:40:38 -0800 (PST)
From: ts blue <tsblue_x@yahoo.com>
Subject: Life at the Front - Chapter 3

The following story is fiction and does not reflect
any true events.  However, the setting and time period
are true to life.  Each chapter alternates between two
seprate groups of soldiers and should be read in
order.

Chapter 3

Private Muhler sat up and swung his legs over the edge
of his bunk.  He felt the ever present cold concrete
and thought of the cold shower yet to come.  He stood,
stretched and noted that four of the bunks were empty.
 Muhler could hear the running water in the head, Cpl.
Weiss and Stucar must be showering he thought.  Pvt.
Muhler was 23, with black hair and dark blue eyes.  He
stood six foot one and because of his army training
was fairly muscular.  In addition, he was thin with
very little body hair, save the inevitable hairy balls
and bushy out growth around his dick.  His dick was by
no means big, only three inches as it hung down
between his legs.  Slowly Muhler walked to the head,
again stretching as he went.  He stepped through the
door less opening into the corridor and turned right
and then left into the head.  Both Weiss and Stucar
stood under the water of the running showers.  Muhler
said `good morning' and promptly began to piss over
the nearest toilet.
Stucar turned off his shower followed by Weiss.  Both
men watched Muhler empty his bladder as they dried
themselves.
As Muhler finished Cpl. Weiss walked up to him and
said `you need to inventory the ammo today, I will
send Stucar down to help you as soon as he runs some
paper work over to command.'
`Yes, Corporal' was all Muhler felt like saying.
Weiss and Stucar both walked out towards the barracks.
 Muhler grabbed a towel and turned on the cold shower.
 He washed himself and thought of the mundane task he
had ahead of him.  After drying himself off he headed
back to his bunk.  Stucar was just putting on his
boots as Muhler came in.  Cpl. Weiss had already gone
to the small anti-room/mess father down the corridor
from the head.  Muhler looked at the other three
sleeping forms.  There were four bunks on each side of
the rectangular room.  With room for another four if
they were needed.  On the far side Privates Hummel,
Shotz, Braun and Werner slept.  While on his side next
to him was Pvt. Kundt, then Stucar and finally Cpl
Weiss.  Braun and Werner were still on watch, leaving
Kundt, Hummel, and Shotz sleeping.  They would have to
get up soon, but not before he had a little fun.

Stucar stood up and quickly walked off to find the
Corporal and shuffle the never ending Army paperwork.
Muhler finished putting on his socks then picked up
his trousers and slipped them on, stuffing his dick
down one trouser leg.  He was glad Cpl Weiss was lax
and did not make him wear shorts or an under shirt.
He picked up his tunic and put it on.  Now for Kundt.
Muhler knelt down by Pvt. Kundt's bunk and placed his
hand on the man's crotch.  He immediately felt the
hard cock under his hand.  Kundt was always hard in
the morning.  Muhler grasped the shaft and stroked it
through the coarse blanket.  Leaning down next to
Kundt's ear he whispered, `Oh, it's so big, I could
help you with that, you horny man.  Let me suck you
off and make you cum soldier boy.' Muhler released his
grip and waited to see what would happen today.
Sometimes he could get Kundt to jerk a little in his
semi-sleepy state.  Sitting on his bunk Muhler began
to put on his boots.  Kundt rolled towards him and
opened his eyes.  Damn, thought Muhler.  Pvt. Kundt
pulled back the blankets and put his feet on the
floor, then promptly stood up.  He was six foot with
blond hair and brown eyes.  He was well built for his
six foot frame with no fat.  He stretched his naked
body pushing his hips forward with his hard-on right
in front of Muhler's face.  Kundt's dick stood eight
inches when hard.  He had small balls and was not very
thick.  The others called him pencil dick as an
ongoing joke.  Muhler could smell Kundt's unwashed
scent as he stretched in front of him.  He looked up
at Kundt.
`You want it don't you', said Kundt.
Muhler said nothing.
Kundt took his hand and pressed his dick head against
Muhler's nose.  `You want it so bad Muhler.'
`Fuck you', said Muhler.
Kundt ignored him, and continued to play his dick head
on Muhler's face.
Muhler felt his own cock twitch in his trousers.  He
reached up and put his hand around Kundt's pole.
`Oh yea', said Kundt, `suck me off.'
Muhler was tempted to hurt him, but he was so turned
on, the lust was building.  He could feel his trousers
tenting as he contemplated what to do.  Then he took
Kundt's prick into his mouth.
Kundt gave it a shove, if Pvt. Muhler wanted it he was
going to get it.
Muhler, not to be out done, grabbed both of Kundt's
ass cheeks and pulled him towards him.
Kundt couldn't believe that Muhler could take the
whole thing in his mouth.  Yeah, thought Kundt, this
will be fun.  He began to fuck Muhler's face.
Muhler let him go.  He had wanted this long piece of
meat since the first morning he had seen it hard.
Muhler began to develop a rhythm, holding onto Kundt's
ass he worked the Pvt's dick in and out, in and out.
Muhler could feel his own dick caught in his trouser
leg straining to get free.  Besides having a pencil
dick, thought Muhler, he's got a fucking short fuse.
He could feel Kundt tensing up already, then with one
big burst Kundt's dick  erupted.  Just as quickly as
it had begun it was over.  Kundt immediately pulled
his dick out and walked away.
Muhler swallowed and watched him go, his hard dick
slapping against his hairless belly.  I've been
wanting that? thought Muhler, may as well have sucked
a chocolate eclair.  Muhler stood up, looked at the
other two sleeping forms and headed for the door.  As
he turned left towards the magazine he could hear
Kundt turning on the cold water in the head.

Muhler reached the bottom of the stairs, swung open
the heavy door, turned on the light and pulled the
clipboard on the wall from its hook.  `Shit', Muhler
muttered, I hate this duty.  He walked towards the
small table and at that point noted the shaving cup
sitting there.  Surveying the room, he looked at the
crated ammunition lining either wall and the chair.
Why was it by the door?  He had left it tucked under
the table yesterday afternoon.  His eyes glanced at
the rough cement floor and noted the splattered
substance on the floor by the wall.  Who would
splatter shaving cream here, he wondered.  Muhler
rubbed his fingers over the small puddles; they were
slick but sticky too.  He stood, took the shaving cup
from the table and headed for the stairs.  The Pvt.
was in such a rush after bounding up the stairs and
turning into the corridor, he collided with the naked
form of Hummel who had just walked into the hall from
the barracks room.
`Fuck', said Hummel as Muhler's boot came down on his
bare foot.
`Sorry', blurted out Muhler, `didn't see you'.
`Yea', said Hummel, `no doubt you had other things on
your mind'.
Muhler continued on towards the mess where he would
find Cpl. Weiss.

Hummel turned into the head.  He looked at Kundt
admiring himself as he dried off.  Hummel walked to
the farthest toilet, closest to the shower and sat
down.
Kundt looked at him, `do you ever take a dump in any
other toilet Hummel', he asked.  Hummel responded
with, `so pencil dick, I hear you're a two minute man
as well.
`Fuck you!' said Kundt.
Hummel smirked.
Kundt headed for the door.  Hummel watched him go and
smiled, what an ass hole he thought.  Standing he
flushed and walked over to the shower.

Pvt. Muhler waited while Cpl. Weiss finished what he
was writing and then blurted out `I need you to see
something'.
`What?' said Weiss, `later, later, I am busy', he
continued.
`Down in the magazine', Muhler explained.  Muhler
still grasped the shaving cup in this hand.
The Cpl looked at it and made no comment; he simply
stood and directed Muhler to lead the way.  As they
entered Weiss looked around and said `every thing
seems in order'.  Muhler pointed to the floor,
Weiss knelt down and touched the damp spots on the
floor, then looked up a Muhler.  `Looks to be that
someone has been having a little fun' said Weiss,
knowing full well it was his load splattered on the
concrete.  The Pvt. Held out the shaving cup, `oh I
see', Weiss responded, `something to improve the job
at hand'.  Weiss continued speaking, `you can't tell
me that you have not masturbated since you have been
here Muhler.  Besides you know there is very little,
if any privacy here.  What would have me do, proclaim,
no jerking off in the magazine.'
Muhler said nothing, all he could think of was the
face fuck Kundt had giving him.  Weiss looked at
Muhler, should he tell him that he was the culprit?
Then Weiss noticed the tent forming in Muhler's
trousers.  Weiss felt his own dick respond, he
remained kneeling.
Muhler could feel his cock begin to swell.  `You are
right of course Cpl. I will drop it.'  Weiss could
tell that Muhler's arousal was an opportunity.  As he
stood he ran his hand over Muhler's inner thigh and
semi-hard dick.  Muhler said nothing, he just looked
at Weiss.  Next, Weiss took the shaving cup from his
hand and set it on the chair and pushed Muhler back
towards the table.  Muhler's ass hit the table about
midway up, he stopped and watched in fascination as
Weiss reached forward and unbuttoned his trousers.
Muhler's cock sprang to attention as his trousers fell
to the floor.
Weiss took the warm dick in his hand and began to rub
the head.  He leaned into Muhler and licked his neck
and ear, then whispered `the cum on the floor is mine
from this morning when Stucar fucked me'.
Muhler was stunned and now totally aroused and horny.

`Fuck me', Weiss whispered in between kissing Muhler's
neck.  `Fuck me please', Weiss repeated as he started
unbuttoning Muhler's tunic.
Muhler felt Weiss's hands rubbing up and down his
chest, god did he want to cum.  Weiss stopped and
undressed.  Taking off everything but his socks.
Muhler quickly removed his boots and trousers.
`No shave cream this time' said Weiss, putting his
hands on the table.
Muhler took his cue and put his swollen dick head
against Weiss's inviting hole.  Muhler tensed with
excitement as he slid his rigid cock into Weiss.  Cpl.
Weiss groaned with satisfaction as the second Pvt.
that morning began to fuck his ass.

Kundt dressed and thought about the shit work he had
to do, `fucking Cpl. Weiss, idiot'.  He went to the
mess made some coffee and preceded down the corridor
to the left.  When he reached the doorway he looked
right up the stairs to the gun emplacement, then
turned left again and opened the door to the outside
world.  The bright sun shown down on his face, no fog
this morning he noted.  After the dim interior of the
bunker the light was almost unbearable.  Kundt stepped
on to the dirt and proceeded to the unfinished trench.
 He could see the other bunker a quarter of a mile in
the distance.  `God I wish I was stationed there', he
thought.  I even like Sgt. Heiss.  Kundt could see
Stucar making his way back through the trench network
towards him.  Kundt gathered the tools and begin
laying out the barbed wire in front of the trench,
fortifying the position.  Kundt could think of nothing
but how pissed he was at Hummel.  `What a fucking son
of a bitch.'  Kundt knew he couldn't hold his load.
He had always envied his fellow soldiers who could
spend an hour in bed before cuming.  Kundt was always
done in the first two minutes.  `Shit!'
`Hey pencil dick', said Stucar as he passed in the
adjoining trench.
`Go fuck yourself', Kundt replied after him.
Stucar smiled to himself; too late he thought as he
retrieved the bicycle leaning against the wall of the
bunker and began the half mile ride to headquarters.

Hummel walked passed Stotz bunk.  `Get up Stotz, get
the fuck up.'
Stotz groaned and rolled on his back.  `Screw
yourself' Stotz replied.
`Get up ya ox.'  Hummel rubbed his damp balls and
began to dress, `we have 25 minutes before were on
duty up stairs.'
`Shit', said Stotz.  He rolled and stood up.  He stood
six three and was built like a tank.  Broad shoulders,
thick chest, round arms and legs and a nice big set of
balls and a thick drooping dick.  His head was topped
with black hair; he had brown eyes, sported a mustache
and was covered from head to toe back and front with
thick black hair, leaving only the soles of his feet
and palms of his hands bare.  There was no break from
where his beard line ended and his body hair begin.
`You look like a fucking animal' said Hummel.
`And you look like a wet dream gone bad' Stotz
retorted.
Stotz headed for the door.  Yet, instead of turning
right to go to the head, he turned left walked to the
end of the hall turned left and headed up the stairs
to the gun emplacement.  When he reached the top of
the stairs he looked at the 105mm, his baby.  Looking
off to the right he saw Pvt. Braun standing next to
the eighty-eight scanning the ocean horizon with a
pair of binoculars.   Stotz moved forward and ducked
under the barrel of the 105 and walked towards Pvt.
Werner standing next to the other eighty-eight on the
left of the bunker.
Werner dropped the binoculars from his eyes and looked
at Stotz naked body.  `You're a Slovak pig Stotz,
can't you come up here dressed when your not on duty.'

Stotz looked at Werner, `just have to compare my big
gun to my baby.'  Werner ignored his comment.
`Besides' continued Stotz, `I'd rather be ¼ Slovak
than a virgin.'
`You can't be ¼ virgin', Pvt. Braun said laughingly.
He had moved over to be in on the conversation and to
get his morning look at Stotz's big hairy dick.
Stotz held his dick out parallel with the 105's barrel
and remarked to Braun, `almost the same size'.
Braun laughed again.
Werner commented `you've only got fifteen minutes'.
Stotz turned and went down the stairway, then left
into the hall and finally right into the head.  He
marched straight to the shower, grasped his flaccid
cock leaned back a little and shot a stream of piss up
in the air, letting it cascade down his furry chest.
He messaged the warm liquid into his hair taking in
the new smell.  One advantage of being last in the
head he thought.  After a moment he turned on the
water and began his shower, showing no signs of
reacting to the cold water.  Stotz dried himself as he
walked to his bunk, bent down grabbed his trousers and
tunic, putting them on as rapidly as possible.  If he
could have done his duty naked he would.  Stotz wore
nothing but what was required, no socks, undershirt or
underwear.  A few minutes later he met Hummel in the
mess room and both went up the stairs to relieve
Werner and Braun.

Werner handed Stotz the binoculars without a word and
walked away.  Bran spoke with Hummel for a moment,
intoning that he had seen nothing but fishing boats.
Braun trotted down the stairs, stopped at the landing
above the magazine and turned to head to his bunk.  As
he stood there he heard a faint sound from his
childhood.  Actually a pair of sounds and phrases, one
he attributed to his mother, the other his father.
`Fuck me harder, Oh yea, harder', the other a loud
grunting sound every few seconds.  Braun looked down
the stairway to the magazine and then slowly began to
descend the stairs.  With each step the sounds became
louder.  Now he could distinguish Cpl Weiss asking to
be fucked.
`Fuck me, make me cum.'
By now Braun was rubbing his hard-on through his
trousers.  Pvt. Braun looked around the door jam and
there was Muhler fucking Weiss's ass.  Muhler was
almost yelling with each thrust now.  Both men were
facing away from the door.  Braun stepped inside and
closed the massive door with a bang.  Muhler almost
jumped over Weiss with a start, both men turned to see
Braun.  `You were getting a little loud', said Braun
as he undid his trousers and freed his hard dick.
Immediately, Muhler resumed pumping Weiss again,
regaining his rhythm.
Braun stood five six and with dirty blond hair and a
slight build.  His gray blue eyes were cold and he had
already resigned himself to the fact that he had the
smallest dick in the bunker.  About five inches when
hard, however, he did have a head larger in proportion
than most.  As he watched Muhler lustfully thrust into
Weiss, Braun masterfully stroked himself not wasting a
motion.  Braun moved besides Weiss and showed him his
erect cock and swollen prick.  Cpl. Weiss wasted no
time taking Braun into his mouth.  Braun began to
emulate Muhler, rocking his hips back and forth.
Weiss was in heaven, a dick in his mouth one up his
ass both hard and pulsing.  He could feel the precum
dripping from the end of his own wooden prick.  `Fuck
me', he moaned with his mouthful.
Braun thought, this is so much better than that
barmaid he had done a few weeks back.  He was the
sixth in a row when he got to her; it was like
sticking his dick into mashed potatoes.
Muhler could feel his climax approaching.  God he
didn't want this to end, but he wanted to cum so bad.
Then it happened, Muhler could feel the jets of cum
squirt into Weiss's warm canal, mixing with the cum
Stucar had supplied earlier.  He let out a loud moan
as it happened.  Muhler withdrew his spent dick and
licked Weiss's wet crack with his tongue.  Weiss
shuddered as Muhler cleaned his crack.  Muhler then
started on Weiss's balls and finally worked his way to
Weiss's dripping cock head.
Braun watched as Muhler went to work on the over
stimulated Corporal.  Cpl. Weiss felt Braun tense as
his throbbing little prick delivered.  As he swallowed
Braun's load Weiss began to pump himself.  Not as much
as earlier with Stucar, however, enough to please
Muhler, if Muhler's grunts could be interpreted as
enjoyment.

Submitted by ts