Date: Fri, 1 Oct 2021 23:26:29 +0000 (UTC)
From: corpusdawg88@aim.com
Subject: Duty, Honor and Service Part Three

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Duty, Honor and Service Part Three: Service

The sound of dripping water woke me up.

My head felt like it was full of cotton, which meant I was drained...but
fuck where am I? I slowly sat up and felt the world shift under me, fuck
yeah I was completely out of gas. It was dark, I saw some light coming from
under a door but the small room had no light whatsoever. I looked around,
how in the hell did I get here?

"He's up," I heard Riley say in the darkness, "How you feeling Ace?"

He helped me up and I groaned, "Dazed and confused."

"He's cracking stupid puns, he's fine," Powell said from another shadow.

"Where are we?"

"He doesn't remember," Brent said, I could see his outline by the door,
looking out the small window.

Powell was in front of me, looking me in the eyes, "How drained are you?"

I shook my head, "Tank's on empty, what am I not remembering?"

"You're serious, the mission? Butcher?"

It was...vague...

"How long will it take you to recharge?" he asked, seeing my confusion.

I flexed, testing my strength, "From this? Two days at least."

"Two days and we'll be dead," Brent said, still watching the door.

"Who will?"

"He's useless," Powell said getting up.

"C'mon now," Riley said to him, "We all know how he gets when he's this
low. He ain't doing it on purpose. What's the last thing you remember?"

I closed my eyes and thought about it...I remember the training...


Three Months Earlier...

"So wait," Powell said in the conference room, "Are you saying we're gonna
get powers?"

Dr. Blake paused, "We don't know what the ingestion of the serum will
produce, in the lab tests we've performed the specimens seemed to develop
wildly different characteristics. It is perfectly safe, but we cannot
predict what it will do to you."

Powell just stared at him, "Right so we're gonna get powers?"

He sighed and nodded, "Yes Sgt. Powell."

They had produced a serum based on my...protein. The guys didn't know, of
course, they just assumed it was why I was brought on. I had been milked
every day for the last few months, a couple times over the weekends, had
produced more than enough to experiment on. Dr. Blake had perfected getting
me to cum like a racehorse.

There were a variety of gadgets thought up to probe my ass and fuck me
mercilessly, making me cum over and over...I slowly became addicted to it.

He had me strapped into his fuck chair, we had moved from stimulation to
penetration. It started as a slim rod that wasn't that bad until it hit my
prostate and suddenly I was screaming for more. We moved up to larger and
larger rods...and then came the dildos. First I was fucked by them and then
we moved up to me riding them. The last month I had been slamming my ass
down on fake cock after fake cock, screaming for daddy to punish me.

I found it was almost impossible to get hard without something playing with
my ass. I no longer thought about fucking women, I just thought about how
fucking good it felt to have my prostrate slammed over and over again and I
realized...I was in over my head.

So the guys took the serum and they each got different abilities, they all
got enhanced speed and strength, not on my league but they were given an
instant upgrade. But it also turns out the serum enhanced certain
characteristics they already had.

Take Powell, he had always been a fast motherfucker, well now he could
speed himself up in short bursts. For about thirty seconds he could move as
a blur, able to land several dozen blows a second if he wanted to. It was
amazing to watch, his torso would become a blur and it'd look like he had
eight arms for a moment as he went to town. It felt him exhausted, but it
was a fucking cool trick to have.

Riley, who had been a sniper in the Rangers, got his senses turned up to
eleven. He could see almost a mile away, infrared, ultraviolet, sonar
hearing, was insane. He became a walking, talking sensor grid that really
gave us an advantage in the field.

And surprising no one, Brent became almost invulnerable and was about five
times stronger than my best.

And just like that, we had a super team.

We practiced like crazy, the guys found out just how hard it was to deal
with meta-human abilities, and we all learned our limits. A full shot of
serum could keep them powered up for a full hour, less if it wasn't combat
orientated. They learned of my hard limits as well, I was getting better,
my limit was growing over time, but I was still out of it after about
twenty minutes of full exertion.

Still, we were the most powerful military response team on the planet and
we knew it.

We started getting sent into hot spots, taking down whole armies before
they even knew we had landed. The guys understood why I was cocky now, when
everyone around you wasn't as good it was hard not to feel like you were
the shit. We all discovered a side effect of the serum no one had guessed.

They all got bigger cocks.

The muscle alteration did something to their cocks and almost overnight
they became thicker and longer, a fact they were more than quick to
share. That first week ended with a couple of measure-offs, I was happy to
say my cock was the biggest, and now everyone knew it.

Word of our unit started to get out there, the bad guys knew there was a
new sheriff in town. Just like in my dad's day, the second a hero stood up
to fight, a villain came forth to challenge him. In our case, it was
Butcher. A psychopath from Afghanistan, he was outfitted with some insane
cyber tech, making him a one-man killing machine, and a problem with our
troops.


Now

"Shit, Butcher!" I said, suddenly realizing where we were, "What happened?"

"What do you mean what happened?" Powell asked, "We were kicking ass and we
got jumped by Butcher and woke up here."

"You guys are out too?"

Riley nodded, "You've been out two hours, we've been tapped forever."

"Shit," I said, taking a good look at the cell. It was nasty, it smelled,
and I had to admit, Brent was right. They were going to kill us.

"We were hoping you had some left," Powell cursed, "Now we're fucked."

Riley sighed and sat down, they had already given up.

Fuck.

"Someone's coming," Brent said, getting away from the door.

He moved away and the door opened to show Butcher. Nearly nine feet tall he
looked like he was half gorilla. Tubes were connecting from his shoulders
to arms and half of his face was covered in metal with a bionic eye. He was
middle eastern and had to have been a fucking huge guy to start with, the
tech didn't make him any smaller.

He looked at us like we were instincts, and I had never wanted to punch a
guy so bad in my life. Finally, he said, "So you are the best America can
do? I am not impressed."

"You'll be impressed if I kick your ass," Brent said, rushing him.

Butcher backhanded him like a child and the massive marine went flying
across the cell.

"Anyone else want to be taught a lesson?"

Powell looked like he was going to rush him but I stopped him.

"Listen to the sidekick," he sneered, "He'll keep you alive for another
three hours." Laughing he walked out, the cell door slamming behind him.

Once he was gone we helped Brent to his feet, "I told you they were going
to kill us," he said.

"No one was calling you a liar," Powell said sourly.

We sat in silence, struggling to figure out an escape.

"Have we checked the cell?" I asked after a while.

"No Grant, we've just been sitting here jerking off while you slept."

I held my tongue, fighting wasn't going to solve anything.

"You sure you don't have anything?" Riley asked, "Without our injections,
we ain't got shit."

I didn't have shit and I knew it. I was still weak as shit, not even close
to being normal much less meta-human. I shook my head and he looked
stricken, we were really gonna die.

Fuck fuck fuck.

I got up and looked around myself, it was possible they had missed
something...but I had been in enough deathtraps to know.

We weren't getting out of this one, at least not without help.

"Ok, gather up," I said, dreading what was about to happen.

Powell looked over at me and sighed, "Grant, we don't need a fucking pep
talk ok? Just let us spend our last moments in peace."

"Get your ass over here and they won't be our last moments."

They gathered around me as I tried to keep my voice steady, I could not
believe I was going to do this.

"Ok, so where do you guys think the serum you've been taking comes from?"

Powell rolled his eyes, "It comes from your blood, we know that already."

Yeah, that was the cover story they gave them.

"No, it isn't my blood. It's my...it's from my protein."

They just stared at me, not sure what I was talking about. Then it slowly
started to dawn on Powell and he jumped back, "What? No! You're fucking
lying!"

I just sat there, knowing all I could do was let them come to terms with
it.

"What?" Riley asked confused, "What does he mean?"

"His cum man!" Powell screamed, "He's saying we've been eating his cum!"

Riley looked like he was about to be sick.

"No, it's made from my sperm, you haven't been actually eating it," I
explained.

"What's the fucking difference?" he raged, "Shit...I'm going to throw up."

Riley was shaking his head while Brent just stared at me.

"Why?" the marine finally asked me. "Why would you tell us this?"

"Because I know how to recharge our powers."

That got their attention.

"It's how I've been working at extending my powers. After practice, I go
and Dr. Blake sets me up and...and collects the protein and it recharges
me. Like almost instantly. If it can do that to me it can do it for you
guys too."

"Hold up, after practice Dr. Blake collects the protein, what the fuck does
that mean?"

"It means me milks me ok! He hooks me up to a machine and collects my
cum. The same cum that gave you guys powers so you wanna fuck off?"

Powell shut up as they all processed the information.

"So you're saying," Riley asked, "If we drank your...protein, we'd get our
powers back?"

I nodded, "It's what I've been using."

No one talked as they all came to their own conclusions.

Finally, Powell said, "Fine, do it, let's go."

I looked at him, "Do what?"

"Jerk off, whatever, just let's get this over with and out of here."

Yeah here comes the bad news.

"I can't."

He looked at me like he wanted to punch me, "You can't what?"

"I can't just jerk off, it...it doesn't do anything for me anymore."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Yeah Powell, we're fucking moments away from being killed and I'm making
jokes!"

"Hold up now," Riley said getting between us, "What do you mean you can't?"
he asked me.

This was humiliating.

"The doc has had me hooked up to machines for months now. He...he simulates
my prostate directly. I've tried jerking off but it ain't the same! It
doesn't do anything to me! Trust me I've tried!"

Powell just looked at me like I was a fucking freak while Riley seemed to
be more than a little confused. It was Brent of all people who spoke up.

"Yeah that makes sense," he said calmly, "They did the same thing to me
when me and my wife were having fertility problems. Once you get your ass
played with it's hard for anything else to compare."

We all looked at him shocked, it was Powell who asked, "You're married?"

He nodded, "If he's been cumming from his prostate for a few months he
ain't gonna get hard by jerking off."

"So what do we do?" Riley asked.

Brent shrugged, "Stimulate his prostate."

"Oh fuck no!" Powell screamed, "I am not playing with his ass."

Powell got up, "Then sit there and die, I want for one want to go home." He
looked down at me, "Strip and lay back."

I slowly took my uniform off, hating every second of this.

"What are you gonna do?" Powell asked.

I laid down and he knelt down between my legs, "Getting us out of here."

He spread my legs apart and I felt his tongue lick around my hole...oh shit
he was eating me out!

"Holy shit," Riley exclaimed watching my head go back as Brent's tongue
snakes its way into my ass.

He paused, "Play with his nipples," he told him and Riley nodded and knelt
down.

Riley began to pluck at my nipples and I let out a loud moan as I pushed my
chest up into his fingers. Brent has an enormous tongue and Jesus...he is
really fucking turning me on. I can feel my cock start to harden as the two
of them work me over, shit I can't believe I am letting them do this to
me. I feel like some kind of fucking whore that they are double teaming...

I felt the tip of my cock rubbing against my eight pack and knew they had
really got me worked up in almost no time flat. I was biting my bottom lip
to not moan like a slut but they really knew what they were doing. Riley
had a hungry look on his face as he made me squirm, he liked seeing me lost
it, I could tell.

Powell just watched but he was just as turned on. He had a fucking snake
going down his pant leg as he watched me pant under our teammates'
ministrations. Brent held my legs open easily as he plunged that thick
tongue into me, over and over... his wife was a lucky bitch. I felt myself
pushing back onto his face as my body began to crave more...I felt myself
losing myself as I always did when my ass was played with. I stopped caring
about being straight or whatever and just wanted to feel more...so much
more.

I almost screamed when I felt a mouth clamp over the head of my cock. I
looked down and saw Riley sucking my tip, causing my whole fucking body to
shake. I thought he was blowing me but he came up quickly and wiped his
mouth.

"What the fuck?" Powell asked shocked but Riley was just standing
there...staring off in the distance.

"Holy shit," Riley said after a few seconds, "Holy fucking shit..."

"What?" Powell asked getting closer to him, "What's wrong?"

Riley still just stared off, "He wasn't kidding, shit...I can hear
everything..."

"It worked?"

Riley nodded, "It's better than the serum, I can fucking hear
forever...Butcher is three floors down. He is waiting for them to set
cameras up...they're going to behead us on live television! There are two
guards down the hall but they are talking to each other." he looked at
Powell, "This could work."

Powell looked down at me and sighed, "Ok Brent, get out of there."

I felt that tongue slide out of me, "What?"

Powell was undoing his pants, "He needs his prostate stimulated, I got
something better than your tongue."

He dropped his pants and I stared stunned...holy fuck he was huge! He was
easily nine and a half inches, uncut...it just was...like a fucking
baseball bat. He stood there stroking it, letting us all take him in. He
walked over to my head and smiled, "You might wanna slick this up since I
ain't got no lube."

Part of me was outraged! Me, suck a dick? But I looked over at it and it
was so fucking big...I was just awed. He lowered it and I felt it press
against my lips slowly, I wanted to fight it, I wanted to turn my
head...but I felt it enter my mouth and I felt him shudder as I began to
lick his cock.

He filled my entire mouth, I was holding half his cock in my hand while I
sucked on the other half. How did girls take this thing? How was I? I
should have been terrified about what was coming but I was turned on! I
wanted to feel this thing in me, see how it crushed my prostate. It was so
much thicker than the toys Blake used...

"Look," Riley said to Brent, "He's leaking again...try it."

I was leaking, I was so fucking turned on right now I couldn't believe
it. Brent leaned down and licked the tip of my cock, causing me to moan
around Powell's monster. He sucked on it for a few seconds and then stood
up.

He visibly seemed to grow, he flex his arms and his biceps were fucking
massive again, "Oh yeah!" he growled.

"It won't last long," Riley said, "I can already feel my shit fading, but
you have enough to break the lock on the door."

Brent nodded and they went to the door.

Powell slid his cock out of my mouth, "You ready for this?"

I nodded mutely as he moved between my legs.

"I'll go as slow as I can..." his head pressed against my wet hole, "But
slow or not this is going to hurt."

I nodded again, not trusting myself to talk.

He pushed in and I forced myself to relax, holy shit it felt like a fucking
fist...I groaned as I felt my hole get destroyed by his fucking cock...it
hurt so bad...holy shit...

"Fuck..." I hissed, "You're too big..."

"Shut up and take it, sidekick..." he said not stopping.

"SHIT!" I roared, feeling my ass burn.

"Shut up!" he said, "If the guards come..."

"Here!" Riley said, I felt him touch the head of my cock and shove his
finger in my mouth, "Suck."

I sucked at his finger and I could taste my precum...and then the rush of
power that moved through my system. And just like that, the pain subsided
as my abilities recharged slightly...

"Holy shit," Powell exclaimed, "Your ass..."

I looked up at him, "Fuck me already, I can take it."

He pushed in and I bore down on the pain as I felt him fill me up.

"Jesus you're so big..." I moaned, feeling that beast just force my ass
open.

"Yeah, you like that sidekick? You like that cock?"

My head was spinning as he entered me and I could just nod as I felt myself
start to melt under that cock. He hadn't hit my prostate but it was a
Pavlov's reaction by this point. I felt something in my ass and I knew it
would turn me on...so I was turned on.

Fuck I was really getting into this!

With a small part of my abilities, the pain was more than bearable and I
actually found myself arching my back and pushing into him.

"Yeah that's it," Powell growled, "Take that cock..."

"Fuck fuck fuck..." I moaned as he just kept forcing his way in. Christ,
how big was he? The things Blake had used on me were nothing compared to
this fucking cock and I was loving it!

"You like that sidekick? You like that dick?"

"Oh god yes..." I babbled, my fucking my just filling with lust.

He chuckled as Riley just watched, his own cock swollen in his uniform.

"Play with his tits," Powell said, "Let's show this bitch a good time..."

Riley nodded and began to pluck my nipples, causing even needier moans to
come from my mouth. "Yeah, you do like this don't you?" Riley asked. I
opened one eye and nodded at him, my face contorted in ecstasy. He gave me
a wolfish grin and twisted harder.

"Fuck," I moaned, feeling my body just vibrate with desire.

I felt Powell's pubes grind up against my ass and he paused, looking down
at me, "You got it all rookie...you feel that?"

I was sweating as I let out a weak, "Yes sir..."

His eyes got wide and I realized I had slipped into slut mode as I did with
Blake and called him sir automatically, "What did you call me?"

He thrust quickly into me and I gasped and let out a louder, "Yes sir!"

"Oh fuck yeah," he said sliding that cock half out of my ass, making me cry
out as I feel my ass try to hold in place. He slams into me and I feel my
whole soul shake as my prostate is smashed.

"Shit he is leaking again!" Riley exclaimed as my cock began to burp precum
from being fucked. He leaned down and sucked the tip of my cock and I felt
my toes curl as I was overwhelmed with pleasure. He stood up and I could
see the difference immediately.

His shoulders got broader and there was confidence in the way he stood.

"He's still downstairs..." he said cocking his head, "Holy shit...I can see
everything!"

Powell, who had never stopped fucking me said, "Go help Brent with the
door..."

Riley nodded and wandered off, leaving just him and me on this side of the
room.

"Just you and me now punk..." he said softly as that cock destroyed my ass,
"So tell me now...how much you love me fucking you?"

God, I wanted to tell him to fuck off but his cock was just sliding over my
prostate making me lose it. I was squealing like a pig, just moaning and
writhing like I was his fucking prom date. His cockhead was so big every
time it was shoved into me my body jerked and I pushed back harder onto
him.

"Come on sidekick...tell me..."

I finally just blurted out, "Oh god your cock...you're so fucking
big...fuck me, Powell...Jesus fuck me..."

"What do you call Blake when he fucks you?" he asked.

"D-daddy..."

He thought that was hilarious, "Call me that, come on bitch call me
daddy..."

My legs were spread wide, he was holding them open like I was just another
fucking whore but I didn't care...all I cared about was that cock.

"Fuck me daddy...please daddy...fuck me harder..."

You could see the joy in his face hearing me crumble and sped up, "Yeah
that's a good girl...when we get out we gonna do this a lot. You want that?
You want me to fuck you like my slut?"

"Oh god yes...please...please daddy...."

He was thrusting so hard he was pulling my ass off the ground, "Yeah you
gonna be my good girl from now on, won't you? Won't you whore?"

"Fuck yes, I'll be good...please...please daddy!" I cried out as he fucked
me like an animal. I was pleading, weeping...promising him anything he
wanted just as long as that cock kept fucking me.

"Yeah things are gonna change," he said over my fucking moans, "You ain't
in charge anymore...you're gonna serve us, aren't you?"

"Please...oh fuck..."

"Right?"

"YES! YES, DADDY!"

"You're our bitch now...you got that? You're the team cunt!"

"I am...I'm your cunt...please...oh please daddy..."

His hand grabbed my throat, "You're not gonna talk back, are you?"

I shook my head, feeling my cock throb, "No sir...no...."

He nodded and just went nuts, his cock punching me in places that Blake had
never touched anymore. My head flew back as I just screamed, I didn't have
words anymore...I was just a hole...a hole to be fucked.

"Take my seed you fucking sidekick..." he growled, "Fucking take my
babies!"

I felt his cock expand and I realized in horror he was cumming in me!
Flooding my guts with his load and I moaned in horror as I felt my cock
twitch twice and go off.

"FUCK!" I screamed, feeling my cock just explode like it never had
before. A hand gripped the head and I looked up in shock as Brent stood
there, fist over my cock as I shot into his hand over and over. My whole
body shook as I just kept cumming and cumming, my load dripping off his
hand and onto my eight pack.

When I was done he removed his hand and took a long lick of his palm,
eating a huge amount of my cum, never breaking eye contact.

Fuck that was hot.

When his hand was clean he said, "Soup's on."

Powell pulled his cock out of my ass with a wet squelch and scooped up a
glob of my load and ate it. Riley did the same and they all wiped cum off
my body, eating my load like hungry cum sluts. They all physically changed,
getting larger, stronger...just more.

"Fucking amazing," Powell said as he flexed, "This is the fucking best."

"Here," Riley said, scooping the last of the cum of my abs and slipping his
fingers in my mouth. I sucked it off submissively, licking his fingers like
they were cocks. He smiled, "Good girl."

I felt my energy return instantly.

"I figure we got 15 minutes of power," Riley said, "Let's make them count!"

We all nodded.

Powell looked at me, "Get your clothes on Grant, you look like a fucking
slut."

I felt my face grow red as I pulled my uniform on...he was right...things
were never going to be the same with us.