Date: Sat, 1 May 2021 22:08:46 +0000 From: Nax Xo Subject: The regiment of the Hussars -- part 3 The usual disclaimers apply. If you shouldn't be reading this please don't. The copyright of this story is held by the author. This story is an original work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This is a free electronic story. No part of this electronic story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form by any means electronic or mechanical including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the author. If you are not of legal age in your location to view and read adult material, please close out of this story and delete any material you have downloaded or copied to your computer- This story will contains descriptions of sex between men and boys. If these things offend you please leave in peace. ************ All comments are welcomed. Let me know what you think. ************ Please remember Nifty and make a donation to help them to continue bringing us these stories. http://donate.nifty.org/ Story code: military, historical, incest ============================== The regiment of the Hussars -- part 3 ============================== "Crap! Who the fuck was trying to assault me?", though Rogers. He kept listening because there was no way he could see anything in front of his nose. It was pitch dark and no candles were lit. Suddenly he heard, "Sir? Sir? Are you awake?" Rogers recognized the boy's voice. "What do you want?" said Rogers with a lowered voice a bit angry. That must have frightened the boy because he started saying "It's just....." and went silent. From his pillow Rogers changed his tone and said "I'm lying on the bed. Come." Georg was able to stutter "Don't hurt me Sir, please." "I'm not gona hurt you boy. Come along.", said Rogers. He felt the boy near and gently grabbed the boy and pulled him toward the bed. "What?" ask Rogers. "I was thinking you might be cold. It's raining out. I was thinking you might need somebody to warm your bed.", said Georg with a trembling voice. Rogers said, "Take off your clothes and come to bed. And so, that was what Georg did. He lay in front of Rogers, pushed back a bit to get contact with the officer's skin and felt he was stark naked. And that was what he secretly wanted. Rogers noticed how cold the boy was and enveloped him in is arms to raise the temperature. He rubbed the boy's arms and body vigorously at the same time that he felt the boy's ass trying to find his package with his ass, rubbing it up and down and sideways. Rogers understood that the boy had come for more. The boys little hand reached back got a hold of Rogers' dick and wanked it a bit. Rogers was hard in no time flat. Even after all the sex he had that day he was ready for more. Georg turned around, went down and put his mouth on Roger's dick and started sucking first gently and then, with increasing confidence, started swallowing more and more of the wonderful dick in front of him. He knew what he wanted and he was going to get it. He kept at it for as long as Rogers allowed him and then he felt the officer pull him up again. Rogers said, "I which I could put my dick on your ass but I don't have anything to rub it with". Georg told Rogers, "Before I came up I passed by the kitchen and took a bit of lard and stuck it in my ass. Is that good enough?" Without changing positions Rogers found Georg's hole and explored it with a finger confirming that it was greased sufficiently. His finger stayed there for a bit trying to widen it. He grabbed his dick and started jacking while he asked, "Have you ever had a dick up your bum?", Georg replied, "No Sir. But I want you to be my first one. But I'm a bit worried because your dick is very long..." Rogers replied, "I'll be careful. I'll stop if you tell me to, OK?" "OK Sir", said Georg. Immediately felt the officer's dick head on his hole, going up and down at the entrance, smearing the fluids as best as he could. He heard Rogers' whisper, "Make like you're taking a dump when I push my dick in. It will hurt a bit on the first time." At first it felt like nothing was happening but then the glans popped in and there was a shooting searing pain in his ass. Georg said, "Shit. Wait please, wait. It hurts." Rogers said, "Let's wait a minute so you get used to it. The pain will go away soon." Rogers was feeling a tremendous grip on his corona as the kid's asshole tighten upon entry. Soon he started to feel an assuring relax and he whispered again, "How's it feeling? Are you doing OK?" Georg said, "Please go slowly. It still hurts a bit". Rogers made more pressure and another couple of inches went in. Rogers heard Georg take a deep breath in, holding his breathing which was a sign it was hurting again, so he stopped to let the pain go away. After a little while the lad's hands grabbed the officer's ass and pulled them towards his body. Rogers sighed and push another couple of inches in, and started rocking very slowly in and out, in and out, getting the kid accustomed to the invasion. After the initial moment Georg's ass also started rocking on Rogers' pole. That was the indication that Georg was good and without pain. That was delicious and they started kissing again at the same time Rogers was increasing the speed minute by minute. Mouth to mouth kissing, exchanging spit, there was a mixed sound of groaning, whining and moaning from both of them. Georg was trying to understand what he was feeling inside him, waves of pleasure mixed with the knowledge that quite a big dick was inside him and he was loving it. That he was afraid the experience would end and he was going to stop feeling what he was feeling. Thoughts of running away subjecting himself to all the officer wanted him to do, be at his complete favor. Always wanting and be ready to be trespassed by that wonderful dick that was giving him so much pleasure. The tickling all over his body was increased by the officer's fingertips running up and down all over his body, feeling his heat, and best of all, feeling the man's hardness inside him as a result of how excited he was. It added to his pleasure to understand how horny he made that officer feel. Rogers was ecstatic with the tightness of Georg's ass. It felt like a suede glove was enveloping his cock discharging electricity to his balls. The closeness, the warmth and the horniness started to raise the excitement level and his balls were pulling up a sure sign he was ready to come. But first, he wanted the kid to have another orgasm, even if a dry one. So he asked, "Are you enjoying yourself? Am I pleasuring you? Georg?" "Oh yes Sir. Please don't stop now, Sir. Just keep going. It feels so good. Make me explode again. Please don't stop." Encouraged by Georg's words, Rogers accelerated his movements and started to grunt when he felt Georg trembling like a weed and produced a very low in volume but high in pitch sigh. Rogers gripped Georg hard with his arms and sensed the potent first, second and third ejaculates inside the boy's ass. He did not want to push his dick all the way inside Georg's ass being the first fuck and all, but it felt good none the same. Rogers wanted to unhitch himself from the boy's ass but was prevented from doing so by Georg. He wanted to keep feeling that maleness inside him. He never wanted to lose that feeling again. Rogers felt so good that he humored the boy and kept his hardness inside the hole. Why not? The kid was going to walk funny the day after but if he wanted it, who was him to deny him the pleasure. Rogers kissed Georg a couple of times and before he closed his eyes he already could hear the low snoring of a very expanded youth. (...) When Walliams left the inn he was glad for the fresh air. It was really stuffy inside the place and he started to slowly walk back to his lodgings. There were not many people in the streets due to the lateness of the hour. He felt confident accompanied by the clicking and clanking sounds of his sword scabbard, baldric and sword belt, plus all the rubbings and sounds of the multiple buttons, metal larp frogs and slings that were part of his uniform. There were not that many street lamps to light the way but he was a good scout and remembered his way back easily. The noise he made when he walked was a forewarning of some armed person of importance approaching. So he was not worried. Once in a while a light would be lit in a window when he approached and he could see some shadow of a person in the semi darkness, but that was all. On his way, after rounding a corner he spotted somebody laying down on the ground in front of a barn door as if to catch the heat of the animals inside. He could not make out what he was looking at but it was so strange that he decided to investigate. He approached the rumpled mass of clothes, saw what looked like patches of skin and a face. All the noise that he was making awakened the little fellow who jumped in fright. They were looking at each other. Walliams asked, "Are you OK?" noticing it was a boy he was addressing. The boy replied, "Yes Sir. A bit cold." "Why aren't you at home at this time of night?", and the boy replied, "I'm alone. Nobody cares. Let me sleep. Tomorrow at dawn I'll be kicked out of here and I'll be tired if I don't get my sleep." Walliams asked, "Have you eaten anything today?" and the boy replied, "A soup in mid-morning and a couple of apples? Why? I don't have anything to give you right now but if you wait for tomorrow I'll find you a couple of apples. I know of a garden where I can pick some", said the boy. "No, no. I have eaten already. I just wanted to know if you're OK.", said Walliams. "Are you cold?". "No Sir, thanks" replied the boy, "But I'm still a bit hungry". Walliams insisted, "If you want to eat, I still have some left overs in my lodgings. Do you?" "Perhaps tomorrow", replied the boy. "OK boy. I'm staying at Mrs. Leads, at the end of the main street. If you want something to eat come early because I'm leaving tomorrow. Good night", finished Walliams as he proceeded to move on. When he reached Mrs. Leads' house there was light on the top floor so he knew at least one of his men was awake. It was James waiting for the officer. Somebody had to help him disrobe and it was James' turn. He was careful not to make too much noise because Edwards was already sleeping on the floor. So he went directly to his boudoir followed by James rubbing his eyes. They went through the process of taking the uniform off and putting it in its correct places. Naked, he hopped on bed while James was still putting stuff away. He saw that James was looking at him so Walliams decided to ask, "James, do you want to share my bed? Did you not prepare a place for you to sleep tonight?" James replied, "I was hoping, Sir, that you would like to share your bed with me." Walliams looked at James' face and he could see it a darker shade of red. He was still embarrassed with the fact that he was sharing a bed with his officer. "Come along, James. Did you wash up?", asked Walliams, "Yes Sir I did. I washed myself as you taught me always to do." James took off all his clothes that amounted to his breeches, a tunic, a belt with a leather frog to hold a small dagger and his money pouch under the tunic. He was stark naked. And he was a beautiful man. A red haired man. Rosy pink skin and a mountain of muscles, just like he liked them. James approached the bed and gently slipped-in. After a little moment of doubt he just got close to Master Walliams and embraced him from his back, spooning him. "Thank you, Sir, for letting me share your bed." Williams used his hands to feel James' powerful leg muscles, almost hairless and, in a trice, he felt a small dart poking his back. He started to giggle and said, "You're horny, James? That was quick." James replied, "Sorry Sir, It's beyond me. You're so handsome, if I may say so. You really turn me on. I start to have an itch in my ballsack." "That's OK James. I understand. You turn me on too. Feel me. Can't you feel my love muscle pointing strait? It's because of you. I had enough entertainment today but you always make me hard." James' very tall and wide frame niched Captains body as if he were a child. Walliams felt James' powerful arms surround his chest and Walliams grabbed on to them. James was breathing down his neck and felt James' lips touch right beside his earlobes. Walliams turned his head and opened his mouth up to receive a tentative long tongue in his. It tasted fresh with a hint of tea. It was a slow kiss but powerful and passionate. Walliams loved the devotion James had for him even if sexually motivated. That also turned him on immensely. Walliams decided to give something back. He said to James, "Lay back. I want to suck you", James replied, "You don't have to. I'm fine just holding you." Walliams pushed him back and hasten down planting small kisses on James' chest, abs, and barely noticeable treasure trail until he reached the carrot colored short hairs which nested a perfectly formed albeit bijou size dick. He inhaled that true male musk that filled his lungs. "I love your dick, James, I really do." James replied, "Oh Sir, but it's so little. Why do you love it so? Everybody else has a dick bigger than mine and because of that I get laughed at a lot." "Let them laugh. I love it just the way it is. It is special because it has attached to it one of the most kind and beautiful man I know, and I would love to keep it by my side as long has you want me to. You are an extraordinary man, a friend and I enjoy your company." After all this words Walliams gave his undivided attention to the cock at hand. He started by licking James' balls from down up, extending his tongue to encompass the short stalk. He used his tongue to explore inside the scrotum teasing gobbles of pre cum up the slit, pulling down the extra skin and uncovering the glans. Walliams' tongue was circling around and around the head of that wide corona driving James to distraction. He decided to start sucking that knob and opened wide due to the thickness of that pecker. It certainly was short but was big as a tankard. It filled his mouth perfectly and, with small movements, he could jack that dick with his lips. He loved it when he went down on it and could reach and touch the pubs with his lips. He could hear James sigh and moan but he did not want to provoke an immediate discharge. He took his mouth off James' dick and came down again to his balls. "Hold your legs up close to your chest, James." Walliams knew James was big but very nimble. After James' legs were up he continued down the taint planting his tongue stretched wide between his legs slurping the surface completely. Up again to the balls he took one at a time, which was a difficult task due to the size of them, alternating sucking one and then the other. Walliams was not doing a service anymore or just trying to please James. He wanted to rim him properly. "Turn face down. I want to eat your ass", adverted Walliams. James turned face down and looked behind to his back. He saw Captain Walliams start to lay down over him and he felt very excited. The heaviness of Captain Walliams weight on top of him was a turn-on. The warmth of his skin the contact from head to toe, the kisses he was planting on his neck and shoulders, his powerful hands on his deltoids and the nibbles on his trapezius almost made him come. The Captain's hard dick was moving back and forth between his butt cheeks touching his hole every time he passed it up and down. He felt the Captain slide down, grab strongly but gently his buttocks separating them, allowing the air to refresh his excitement, immediately followed by a hot breath directly on his hole that made him shudder. Right after, he felt a wet and moist surface tongue rim him down and up, a couple of times wetting his hole pleasuring him immensely. The tongue started to arrow right in the hole trying to force itself in making him vibrate all over. He was about ready. "Oh please Captain. I'm gona cum." "Yes you are but not this minute.", said Walliams turning James body over and engulfing that delicious prick, sucking furiously, up and down, grabbing it with two fingers and adding friction to the process. "Oh shit, I'm gona come. Please take your mouth of my prick, I'm going to cuuuuummmm!", almost screamed James. And gloriously, jet after jet of cum was being issued and sucked by Captain Walliams off his orderly's dick, swallowing continuously not to lose any of that delicious nectar. James was so into cumming that he never noticed that his hands had gone over to Captain Walliams' head and was holding his head down ferociously against his pubs. He let go off the Captains head and rushed to start apologizing. But Captain Walliams just kissed him deep snowballing the remains of James's jizz. "That was lovely, Captain. Thanks". They embraced again and went immediately to sleep. They never moved again until morning when Edwards, even though he knocked gently on the door, found them intertwined in bed. "Sir, there's a little skinny urchin at the door asking for food", said Edwards, "Shall I let him in?" "Yes, let him in and give him all the leftovers from yesterday's supper", Walliams replied adding "Bring me a pitcher of water. James, here, is helping me out with the washing and dressing. Then put the kid on his way with a couple of those new things, meat between two slices of bread, sandwiches I think they are called. OK?" "How do I do that?", asked Edwards with a befuddled look. Walliams explained, "Just cut a couple of thick slices of bread, spread a bit of lard or meat gravy, and put some meat between them. Wrap them around a bit of cloth and that's it. Simple!", said Walliams with a grin. He never knew what happened to the urchin. He wished him well. As soon as Captain Walliams was ready to leave, he told his orderlies to pack and take his trunk to the convoy and then pick Captain Rogers' up at the inn and take it also there. He went to the barn where his squadron was settled and ordered them to rally outside town over the bridge with their respective horses bridled and saddled properly taking care to set the saddle pad to avoid damaged to the horse's withers and back. Captains' Walliams and Rogers were very proud of the health of their horses not like some other Regiments like the Dragons or some Lancers known for their horses to get sick with sores and wounds on their backs for lack of care. He got on the back of `Cream' and went to the Major's quarters where he met Rogers to see if there was any changes in their instructions. Major Peet was a large moustached face man, not very tall, five feet six inches, with a bit of a belly, trunk wide thighs, and broad shouldered. He struck a figure in his uniform. There was nothing that would avoid the people's eye to converge on his package. Not known if due to the wideness of his thighs but his mound was protruding proudly below his waist just because it was big. Everyone noticed. Some of his entourage were known to salivate looking with longing at it. Also, his orderlies were always in pristine attire and very respectful. They never looked at the Major's eyes but to his package as instructed. It was common knowledge that the Major liked his orderlies on the thin side and less manly manor and if you looked at them you could see exactly that. They were all thin and a bit on effeminate side. Not there was anything wrong with that. All people had to make a living and everybody was entitled to his sexual preferences. It was common knowledge among the officers in the Regiment that Major Peet didn't care very much for the company of women. After a few moments all the other officers left, leaving them alone with the Major. They assumed a customary position of officers when two by two. Touching shoulders, hips and legs, side by side holding on to their shakos. The trousers of the uniform were, by nature, very revealing because they were worn tight from the knees to the waist enveloping crotch and ass like a glove. The purpose was not to show-off the genitals but not be in the way when riding a horse and get tangled with when it was necessary to use the sabre. Major Peet did not avoid looking towards the officers in front of him. They were two very handsome specimens of men and he enjoyed admiring them even if the complexion was not of his preference. And their packages were not to be despised. "Well gentlemen, you know your job. In one week we are moving the troops on the way. I need to know where the artillery batteries are located and if there are any armies and where. You both take your squadrons and be as discrete as possible. Do not alienate the population. Promise pay or pay immediately for the food you need. Do not forget that the main army is behind you. Understood?", said the Major. "Take enough men to send a courier every two days. You can send the same man from both of your squadrons if you're not too far away from each other." He started explaining where the Regiment spies had given information about the enemy positions on a map laying on a table. He was standing at the corner of the table stretching his arm and pointer to reach the locations he wanted to point out. While talking he wasn't aware of pressing his own genitals up and down on the corner of the table. He was getting chubby by the minute and he was oblivious of the fact. Walliams and Rogers exchanged looks hinting at what was happening. When Major Peet finished his explanation he reach with his hand for is package rearranging it. Then he became aware of what was happening and he smiled towards his Captains and said, "Are you as excited as I am?" winking his eye. Walliams and Rogers, smiled as they said, "Yes Sir. We're ready. Can we have your leave, Sir?" "On your way gentlemen.", said Major Peet dismissing his juniors. Walliams and Rogers left the premises riding their mounts in the direction of the bridge in the outskirts of town. They reunited with Lieutenants Jarvis and Schmitt. Each squadron had ten men plus two officers, a captain and a Lieutenant, all mounted on bay horses with the exception of the Captain Walliams' black steed, all of them had saddlebags with some provisions but not much. They would have to scout for food whenever necessary. They organized their troops in two columns one for each squadron. At the head of each a Lieutenant. Both Captains rode off road on the side of the column so that they wouldn't get much dust on themselves and with the added purpose of combining their strategy. They had a couple of hours ride until they stopped to eat. That depended where they were going to find food. Luckily in an inn or a road house where they could water the horses and let them rest for a couple of hours. After stablishing their strategy they gave hand signals to the troops to pay attention. Walliams being senior to Rogers, raised his arm to alert all and gave the signal to follow and started at a gentle trot moving up to the front of the column. After a couple of minutes they accelerated to a canter. The movement of the horses and the clacking sound of the hoofs on the dirt road made it impossible to talk. After about an hour both Captains dispatched a Lieutenant with four men to spread away from the column so they could detect any approaching enemy or enemy positions. They had to be careful not to get caught by surprise. They were on a reconnoiter mission and not to confront the enemy. Another hour passed and Lieutenant Jarvis joined the main column to inform that he had found a farm that had enough supplies for them all. They got the directions and slowed their horses to a walk to ease them to stop. When the main column arrived they were greeted by a farmer and two of his teenage sons. They discussed the price of a dozen chickens and five loafs of bread. They requested permission to use the barn as a place to spend the night which was agreed upon and subsequent orders were given for the men to take the horses to pasture and to water them by the small brook downstream from the farm. The man divided shores and Jarvis and Schmitt were assigned to see about the quarters. The farmer's sons started setting a long table outside plus a couple of long benches. Some of the soldiers started a cooking fire while others prepared the chickens to be grilled. The farmer did not have ale in enough quantity for all but the men could drink fresh water. They ate their food when it was ready. Walliams and Rogers decided on an early night. All men tethered the horses made their business and started laying their blankets went for the night around several fires. They had divided the barn space between Rogers and Williams. Walliams decided that he wanted to share his cot with Lieutenant Jarvis and he noticed that Rogers decided to bunk with Schmitt. They started undressing each other and hanging their uniform in metal hooks on the barn. The farmer's sons came into the barn with sheets to throw over the straw where the officers were going to sleep. Walliams noticed that the taller one was working slowly looking at them from under his brows... ************ Let's see where this story is going. Hope you enjoyed it. Comments are welcomed.