Date: Mon, 20 Mar 2023 16:34:21 -0600 From: Ben Nelson Subject: Ben's Life 12 -- Being Drilled Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fantasy that contains explicit male-on-male and male-on-female sex. If you enjoyed this story, please donate to Nifty to help maintain the site and archive: http://donate.nifty.org/ It had been a week since I'd messed around with Marshall and Zach, and Amanda had been ready to jump my bone, but the Drill Sergeants had kept us busy and we were in the phase where we had to qualify with the M16 rifle and grenade. We would have tried something on the bus rides to and from the training areas, but we both had to sit up front to be the first off the bus. We finally caught a moment at the end of the day when we were both called down to the Drill Sergeants' office and were told about the training exercise that would be the culmination of basic training. Normally males and females cannot be battle buddies with each other, but with us being Platoon Guide and Guidon Bearer, we had a bit more leeway which would soon be tested. They dismissed us and we headed back across the drill pad to the staircase up to the barracks (females were on the 2nd floor and males were on the 3rd). As we drew close to the door, Amanda grabbed my hand and pulled me around the building. "Come with me," she said. As we rounded the corner, she pushed me behind some bushes and I fell onto my butt. "Owwww!" I said as I crab-walked off a root that was jabbing into the side of my hip. "Shut it or we'll be caught!" She hissed back as she threw herself onto me. She straddled me and we both started unbuttoning our jackets. Most of the time the female soldiers wore a sports bra, depending on the training of the day. Amanda, however, had chosen to forgo any bra tonight and her nipples were easily seen, even in minimal lighting. Not having any time to waste, she unbuttoned my trousers, reached in, and pulled my cock that was hardening by the second. She pulled her pants down as far as she could and exposed her pussy. Being in basic, no one had time for such luxuries as keeping your groin shaved so she was sporting a nice thicket of black hair over her mound just as my crotch was now covered in brown hair. She guided my cock to her pussy; she was so wet that I easily slid in. She wasn't a virgin, but when I penetrated her, she opened her mouth, and she let out a small gasp. *** Drill Sergeant Schneider was walking toward the staircase to perform the bed check before taking off for the night. He had just made it to the door to the staircase when he heard a strange noise. He walked around the corner and thought he heard moaning. He looked down the space between the bush and the building and he thought he saw movement. As quietly as humanly possible he made his way down a few steps until he heard the clear sound of fucking. *** Amanda leaned down and begin kissing me as we fucked. I wrapped my arms around her and began to buck my hips upward, penetrating her with the entirety of my cock. As her mouth was latched onto mine, the noise she made was stifled. She pulled her lips from mine but I was still holding her body down so she kissed at my neck and bit my ear. "Oh, Papi," Amanda moaned into my ear. I didn't last too much longer after that. Amanda was a sexy Puerto Rican goddess, I had been horny as hell all week, and something was exciting about doing something wrong and breaking the rules during Basic Training. We laid there kissing for a few moments when Amanda whispered, "We better get going." Amanda and I quietly got dressed and started to tip-toe along the bushes, but we only made it about 5 steps when a flashlight shined right into our faces. "Well, well, well," a voice said, "what do we have here?" The next thing I know I'm standing at parade rest in the Drill Sergeant's office with Drill Sergeants Williams and Schneider. I had grown used to their screaming in my face, but now they were speaking to me sternly and I was actually scared. I was shaking in fact. A Dishonorable Discharge can ruin your life. The moment was surreal as they talked about what was going to happen to us, but, to me, it sounded like the teacher from Peanuts as my mind raced thinking about the shame I had brought on myself. I glanced out of the corner of my eyes, and I could see that Amanda was crying. "Do you have anything to say for yourselves?" Drill Sergeant Williams asked us. "Please," I heard Amanda say, almost begging, "we'll do anything, but please don't kick us out." Drill Sergeant Williams got up and walked behind us. I heard him say "Hmmmm..." and then whisper something to Drill Sergeant Schneider who had been standing behind us. Drill Sergeant Williams walked back to his desk and sat down. "Does she speak for both of you?" he said looking at me. "Yes, Drill Sergeant." "I just don't know you two." "Oh, I think there's plenty that they can do to show us that they're serious to stay in," Drill Sergeant Schneider said as he locked the office door, "Take your jackets off!" "What?" "Do as you're told, or we can go visit the commander." We both unbuttoned our blouses and let them drop to the floor. Schneider walked around us. I noticed him linger and stare at Amanda's chest. As he did so her nipples began to turn hard show through her shirt. "Take your shirts off." We did as we were told but Amanda naturally covered herself as soon as her shirt was off. "Stand at attention!" We snapped to the position of attention while Schneider stepped around us. He reached around with both of his hands and started playing with her nipples eliciting a gasp and moan from her. He then moved behind me. I felt a hand reach down and fondle my ass. My butt had always been one of my best assets (even dressed, it drew stairs from both men and women). Now, being in the military going by their rigorous physical training, my ass had grown and my bubble butt now filled in my BDU pants so they appeared painted on. "Take the rest of it off. Everything." The two of us stripped but fear no longer controlled either of us. In fact, I was getting a little aroused and I knew Amanda was as well. Drill Sergeant Williams was sitting behind a desk, but both his hands were hidden from view; it looked like he was stroking something large. Schneider, who was now naked, came up between me and Amanda, grabbed on to each of our asses, and squeezed. "Mmmmmm...very nice." Drill Sergeant Williams told us lie down on each other, with her on top, in the 69 position. Once lying down, he had me hold my legs so that they were folded back with my knees up near my armpits then had Amanda get on top of me and held my legs in place. "Now prepare yourselves for what's coming." Not even giving us a second to hesitate Drill Sergeant Williams shoved Amanda's face into my boy pussy and she began to lick my hairy hole. I began to eat her out and I could still taste some of my milk. As my tongue explored her sopping wet pussy, my thumb found her clit and began to rub it vigorously. The two Drill Sergeants got undressed and approached us. Drill Sergeant Williams stood over me and I looked up. He was about 6' 6" and built like a black barbarian warrior and had an impressive slab of meat dangling between his legs with a pair of overly large testicles. "Open up," he said kneeling and his dick resting on my forehead. I inhaled his schlong and let him fuck my face while Amanda serviced Drill Sergeant Schneider's cock. Wet gurgles came from me as Drill Sergeant Williams was thrusting his dick in and out of my throat. After a moment, Amanda put my dick back in her mouth just as Drill Sergeant Schneider rammed his meat into my hole. I had shut down after Davis had died, but Marshall, Zach, and Amanda were pulling me out of my funk. Being spit-roasted had opened me back up (literally and figuratively) and I was loving life again, not just existing. Drill Sergeant Schneider pounded my hole like a jackhammer. He was about 5' 10" so he was close to my height and he had an amazing body: as if chiseled from stone, every part of his body seemed to be covered in muscular definition with a powerfully built and well-defined chest that tapered down to a slender waist with V-cut abs, his dick had to be about 5.5" long with an average thickness but his balls seemed slightly smaller than average although that made his dick look bigger. The head of his cock rubbed back and forth across my prostate and I shot a few ropes into Amanda's mouth. Once I had soaked Drill Sergeant Williams's dick in my spit, he rubbed Amanda's slick lower lips a few times with the head of his cock before he inserted the entire thing. With my dick still in her mouth, she grunted and moaned at taking something with so much girth. Drill Sergeant Schneider drained his nuts into my rectum. With Amanda still on top of me and Williams inside of her, Schneider had few options so he shoved his dick into her mouth. It was a few more minutes before Drill Sergeant Williams cummed but when he finished he told us to get dressed and get to bed. We got out there as quickly as possible. As we walked, we didn't say a word to each other until the second-floor landing. "I thought we were going to get kicked out," she said with a bit of panic in her voice. "Me too." "We have a lot to talk about, but you better get moving before we get caught again. I don't think I could take another dicking like that. I'm already going to be sore in the morning." We kissed goodnight and went our separate ways. Zach and Marshall were both asleep by the time I got up to the barracks so I just went to sleep. The next day was Sunday and we both went to church so we could sit in the back and talk. I told her about my entire life including all of my previous lovers. She was so turned on that she blew me during the service. That night I told Zach and Marshall as we showered. The three of us had started showering together and waited so we had the place to ourselves. Both of them were masturbating as I described Drill Sergeants Williams's and Schneider's bodies. Once I finished with my story, we sucked each other off. Getting our daily protein, we headed to bed.