Date: Fri, 8 Oct 2021 12:33:29 +0000 (UTC)
From: corpusdawg88@aim.com
Subject: Duty, Honor and service part 4

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Duty, Honor and Service Part Four: Full Circle

I laid in my bunk and tried to catch my breath as Powell zipped his pants
up.

"Another good fuck," he said winking down at me, "Let's hear it for tight
asses and healing factors huh?"

I nodded, feeling his load drip out of my destroyed ass, he had fucked me
within an inch of my life and I hadn't come down from my fuck high yet.

"Don't forget you're covering my cleanup duty tomorrow, do a good job and
I'll bring a friend to reward you."

I hadn't been double penetrated in a week and the thought of it made my
already healing hole twitch, "Yes sir," I said weakly.

He drug a finger ovr my eight pack, collecting some of my load and licked
it clean. He shivered and I could see his form bulk up slightly, "God
that's the stuff. Ok slut, see you tomorrow."

He walked out and I stared up at my ceiling, wondering if I would ever be
normal again.

Once we had escaped and got back, things were wildly different.

The guys no longer saw me as an equal, I was their slut, their whore, their
barracks fag. Every night they took turns coming in and slamming my ass,
making me squeal, beg and cry for their cocks. They said it was to milk me
for a more direct source of the serum but we all knew the truth. I had been
a cocky fuck walking in and they were enjoying putting me in my place.

Blake had discovered that the enhancement to my nerve endings made my
prostate about fifteen times more sensitive than normal, meaning I was
getting 15 times more pleasure being fucked every night than the most eager
of bottoms. The stimulation and the constant fucking had desensitized
nearly every other erogenous zone I possessed.

Or in other words I was officially addicted to be fucked, the harder the
better.

The guys had started bringing friends over, random military guys who jumped
at the chance to fuck an actual super hero. Brent had brought me to a USMC
pining party where I was fucked all night by wound up devil dawgs who had
just gotten their wings to fly. If I didn't have a healing factor my ass
would have been long destroyed by all the abuse. I limped back to my
barracks that morning, sore but smiling...

As I began to drift off the lights of the barracks flickered and I could
hear us switch to emergency power.

I began to sit up when my door burst open and two men in black ops gear
rushed in. I wasn't even able to ask what the fuck was happening when they
shoved a rag over my mouth and I smelled chemicals before passing out.

What the fuck was this?

I woke up in a daze, I was in some kind of transport and I was being
fucked. The special ops guys were taking turns on me, my own crying out for
more had woken me up. The guy fucking me was brutal, he had a thick German
accent and was really nailing me his friends laughed. I saw one of them
filming me as I came over and over...

And then nothing again.

I kept fading in and out of consciousness, I woke up in an operating
chamber with masked doctors over me, another I was being washed, strange
hands all over my body, this went on for god knows how until one day, it
was over and I just woke up.

I was in a huge four post bed, down quilt, fluffy pillows. The room looked
out over a bright blue sea and there was a breeze coming through the open
window. If all of this wasn't so fucked up I would assume I was in an
expensive B&B.

I tried to sit up but I felt out of it, not drained but like I was still
drugged. If I had to guess it felt like anesthesia, which would line up
with the surgery flashbacks. I pulled the covers back and I had two long
gashes, one on my arm and one on my leg, they were healing quickly, which
meant my healing factor was still intact. Why had they dug into me there?

I didn't have much time to think, a door opened up and in walked a large,
muscular man in a black and red uniform with a swastika on his arm. His
face though, this face is what is chilling, it is a skull, a black skull
that seems made of black diamond. I felt my heart plummet as I recognized
him instantly.

This was Nocturne, arch villain of my father a man I thought long dead.

"Ah, you're awake!" he said brightly, his voice thick with a German accent,
"How are we feeling?"

"What do you want?" I asked, feeling a stab of fear in my chest, this was
bad.

"Want?" he asked as he walked around the bed, "I have everything I want,
the question is my dear boy, what do you want?"

"I know you aren't the real Nocturne, my father killed him."

"Oh is that what he told you?" he boasted, "Yes your father has said a lot
of things but I am here to tell you they are not all true."

"Like I'm going to believe a fucking Nazi?"

He seemed perplexed for a moment and then looked down at his uniform, "Oh
this..." he chuckled, "No I am no Nazi, like your father, I am simply good
at branding."

I had no idea what he meant but I couldn't believe I was standing here with
the actual Nocturne. I had heard stories of him since I was a child, he was
a boogeyman from way back and if you asked me how I would have felt meeting
him I would have assured you a little scared. But whoever this was, I was
scared of him at all. If anything I was a little impressed.

"You aren't Nocturne," I said after a pause, "So who are you?"

He paused, "Well that is the question isn't it? I assure you, I am the same
Nocturne your father fought all those years ago...but you have no idea who
I am."

I shook my head, "Did you abduct me just to ask riddles?"

He leaned in close and I could see the mask flickered slightly, it wasn't
real! It was some kind of hologram.

"I freed you...to show you a better way."

"Freed me? You broke into my room and kidnapped me, now what the fuck do
you want from me?"

It was bravado, but it was honestly all I had left.

"Oh? So you're upset I took you away from all this?"

The ceiling shimmered and I saw videos, dozens of videos, of me being
fucked. In my barracks, in the lab, in the locker room, these were feeds
from everywhere I had been! How did he get these? It was just video after
video of me moaning, crying out, begging...

I looked away in shame, but I could feel myself start to get turned on by
them.

"What? Is that not your best life? Is that what you want to go back to?"

"What do you want from me?" I asked again, desperate for whatever this was
to be over with.

"I want you to see the truth," he said, turning the videos off.

"What truth is that you sicko?"

"That we are both victims of your father's bullshit."

That got my attention, I looked up at him, "What do you mean?"

He stood up and began to pace again, "You believe the story that your
father was the only person the serum worked on. You believe that the
government lined hundreds of men up to try and that they gave up," he
turned to look at me, "Am I right?"

I nodded, that was the story everyone had been told.

"It's true the serum was tried on several men, but when they realized your
father possessed some x factor that made it viable, they went a different
route."

"What route?"

He reached up and touched something on the side of his face. The hologram
flickered and I sat there, stunned.

"They decided to clone him," he said in my fathers voice.

This was as trick, this had to be.

"Didn't you ever wonder why I always came after your father? Why my sole
goal was trying to capture him?"

"He said you hated him," I answered, not sure of anything any more.

He let out a bark of laughter, "He would say that, no I attacked him
because I needed the serum in his veins! I needed his DNA to stabilize my
condition. I was a clone but failed one, one that required a constant
stream of protein and DNA. When it became evident I couldn't stop your
father I turned to collecting normal people and harvesting them as
food. The United States propaganda called me a vampire but I am no such
thing, I am simply a man trying to survive."

"My dad, he couldn't have known."

"Of course he knew, he's always known. And everything was fine until you."

I felt dizzy, was he telling the truth? Has my dad been lying to be my
whole life?

"What about me?"

"Everyone knew you would be born with the serum, so your father retired and
took you into hiding, from me."

I was dizzy, I felt flushed and I laid back down, "H-he never told me..."

"Of course he didn't, because it is always about your father, he would
never admit a weakness not a kindness. But you know that don't you?"

I nodded as my vision blurred...what was going on?

"Do you know why I did this?" he asked, coming close and slid a finger up
the new scare on my arm, the touch made me shiver.

I shook my head...where was I? Why couldn't I remember how I got here?

"Tracking devices, they were tracking you...making sure they didn't lost
their golden goose."

"I had...they implanted me?", my voice sounded slurred,

"Like a dog...can't you see? You've never been a real person to them, just
a resource, to protect, to drain...to use."

His words echoed in my brain, the room was spinning now as I felt a
warmness move through my body as I felt like I was falling through the
bed. I had never felt like this before...what was...

"The psychoactive drugs in your system right now will most likely make
these words useless...but trust me...you were made for this...trained for
this...give in Grant, this is your destiny."

His words made no sense as I felt just pure pleasure move through my body
and my eyes rolled back into my head...

I woke up in my room...at home.

My eyes slowly opened as I looked around...

This was my room...there was my catcher's mitt, my trophies...what the
hell?

My head was still fogged...was I...wasn't I somewhere else?

My door opened and my dad walked in, he had a cut on his cheek and was
limping slightly, I sat up quickly, "Dad?"

"Son, thank god...are you ok?"

His concern was shocking, my dad wasn't the most expressive of men and
rarely showed emotion like this. I nodded, "What happened?"

"I got attacked, drained me..." he slumped down on my bed and I felt so
scared, my dad never showed weakness. "They're coming for us..."

"Who?" I asked, looking at my bedroom door in a panic.

"Doesn't matter, without my serum, we're done for."

"You just need to recharge," I said, "Just relax for a second..."

He looked up, "Don't you get it? I need more serum? It will take too long
to recharge? I failed and it's going to cost you and your mother..." he
sounded like he was about to cry.

I felt panic and then something came to my mind, "i can do it, I can
recharge you!"

He looked up at me skeptical, "How?"

"You have to trust me, it's going to sound crazy..."

He waited.

"My...my sperm has the serum in it."

He looked at me confused.

"Trust me, I know it sounds insane, but I can save us! I can save you!"

He slowly nodded, "I do trust you son, I do."

I pulled back the covers and slipped my pajama bottoms off, nervous as all
hell. I was hard as a rock, why was this turning me on? He looked down at
my hard cock and smiled, "I see you inherited more than just powers from
me."

I felt myself blush from his praise as I kicked my bottoms off.

"So," he said gripping it lightly, "How do we do this?"

I bit my bottom lip to stop from moaning, "Oh dad...I can't...it can't be
like that."

"Then how?" he asked, still stroking me.

I looked down, ashamed I couldn't say it.

"Say it," he insisted, his hand make my whole body shake.

"I-I...need to be fucked..."

He smiled and let go of my dick, "Ask me..." he said moving towards me,
"Ask me son..."

I swallowed hard, "Please...fuck me...daddy..."

Something deep in me shook and I let out a small moan as he pulled my legs
apart, "That's what you want boy? You want your daddy to fuck you?"

I nodded as he pushed me back onto the bed, "I do...god I do..."

He kissed the side of my neck and I craned my neck up to let him, my hands
moved over his perfect body and I was stunned to feel how much bigger he
was than me. I had fought beside him my whole life but feeling him here,
naked, on top of me...it was all too much.

"You're so hot," he whispered as he nibbled on my ear, "I never told you
how hot you were..." his words were just setting off fireworks in my head
as he ran his hands over my pecs, tweaking my nipples, "Did you know you
were so hot?"

"Dad..." I groaned under him, my hands moving down his smooth, muscular
back, feeling the power in there, the strength...oh gods I was so turned
on.

"My little boy, all grown up," his hands moved over my eight pack, feeling
the deep grooves, "My little stud..."

"Dad...fuck dad..."

He put a finger up to my mouth, "Language."

I enveloped his finger with my mouth and began to suck it, his eyes got
wide and then he smiled and slipped another one in with it.

"Yeah suck on them...get them wet."

My tongue swirled around his fingers as I felt my body get more and more
turned on. Was this really happening? Was I really about to get fucked by
my dad? He slid the fingers from my mouth and brought them between my legs.

"Come on baby...show daddy your pussy..."

I spread my legs wider as his fingers touched my hole, "Daddy..." I sighed
as he pushed into me.

Head flew back as I felt him penetrate me, my hole quivering around his
digits. He was rough, shoving his thick fingers up my cunt, making me grunt
as I felt my walls stretch around them. Because of my healing factor my
hole was as tight as the first time I was fucked, and my daddy liked it.

"Oh, my boy is so tight...so warm...you been saving this pussy for daddy?
Huh baby?"

I nodded as I sobbed, "Only you daddy...oh god..."

"My little superhero..." he crooned, as he massaged the inside of my cunt,
"My little slutty boy..."

"Daddy!" I cried out as he brushed my prostate.

"There is it," he smiled, "My baby has a g spot doesn't she?"

I whined and nodded, "Oh daddy...daddy..."

He was viciously finger fucking me now, making me squirm on my bed like a
drunk cheerleader, "Yeah that's my little girl, squeal for daddy...let me
hear how much you want it."

"I want it daddy! Please! Oh, fuck dad!!"

He chuckled, "Oh my nasty little slut, right? Is that what you what you
are?"

I was panting, "I'm your slut...I am..."

"You ready to be fucked? You ready to take your daddy's cock?"

Oh god I was, "Please..."

He moved closer and he slipped his fingers out of my ass, I felt empty. I
thought he was just going to fuck me but instead he knelt down and raised
my ass.

"OH FUCK!" I screamed as I felt his tongue enter me. Holy shit my dad was
eating me out! Oh god...this was real...my daddy...was eating my pussy...

He was a madman; I was squealing as my legs dangled above my head. Oh my
god he was incredible!

"Daddy! Oh god dad!"

He doubled down and that thick tongue pushed farther in and I just felt my
whole body push back into it. I arched my back as I felt his tongue touch
me in places only cocks had before. My toes were curling as my cock leaked
precum all over my abs. I had never felt a mouth like this before.

When he lowered my ass my legs were shaking and my ass was dripping. He had
a wolfish smile as he looked down at me, "My girl has a tasty pussy..."

I felt my face grow red even as the words turned me on.

He pulled his uniform top off revealing his perfect body. He was so fucking
big yet ripped, like everything you would dream about the prefect man
looking like. His abs were just insane and tapered off to a set of cum
gutters that you could get lost in. He undid the top button of his pants
and I could see the trim, blond pubes and left my head get a little
dizzy...holy shit he was really stripping. My fucking super hero dad was
stripping for me.

He pulled his pants down, revealing the smooth, muscled legs that looked
closer to tree trunks than limbs, he had on a bright blue jock that barely
contained the cock inside. He wasn't even fully hard and he was enormous. I
knew I had gotten a big cock from him...but I had never seen it with my
eyes. It was...it was...holy shit it was my daddy's cock.

"You ready? You ready for your daddy's cock?"

I nodded, not trusting myself not to scream out a wild yes!

His huge head nudged my hole and I held my breath, "Tell me, tell me what
you've always wanted..."

"Oh god please daddy, please...fuck me...shove your huge cock in my
pussy...please show me you love me..." the words with years of emotion
tumbled out of my mouth, "Please daddy...please I'll be a good boy...please
fuck me...please..."

I felt my hole stretch around his cock and I moaned as I felt my daddy
enter me for the first time.

"Such a tight pussy!" he roared, not pausing for a second..."Such a tight
fucking cunt."

"Oh daddy...yes...oh god yes!" I screamed, my head thrashing from side to
side as I felt his cock tear me apart. Oh my god he was so big!

"You love that? You love daddy's cock?"

"I do! Fuck I do...you're soooo big....daddy....you're tearing me up!"

"Be my big boy," he ordered in that tone I knew so well from combat
training, "Bear down...take that dick!"

"Yes sir...oh god yes sir...I can take it...SHIT!"

His cockhead scraped past my prostate and I lost it, I felt my cock burp
precum onto my abs and my throat was raw from screaming. Jesus he was so
thick...my ass was healing as he tore it and it felt so good...so fucking
good...

"There it is, my girl has an itchy cunt doesn't she?"

"Oh god dad more...more! Please..." I was losing my mind, it felt like that
cock was made for my ass, or better my ass was made for that cock. It just
felt like nothing I had ever been fucked with and...

He reached down and pulled up me until I was sitting on his cock, we were
face to face, my mouth open in shock. He was so handsome, so hot...he was
everything I ever wanted to be and he was fucking me now! He was in me...oh
my god!

"I love you boy, I love you so much," he said as he slowly pushed up into
me.

My arms went around his broad shoulders as I pushed back onto him, "I love
you too dad, oh god I love you..."

"Stay with me son...be with me..."

"Anything! I'll never leave daddy...I'm so sorry..."

He slammed me down onto that cock and I felt my mind explode, "You're mine
now...you got that baby, you're mine!"

"YOURS DADDY!" I screamed as I felt him really start to fuck me, "ALWAYS
YOURS!"

"You're gonna do what I say aren't you?"

I nodded, sweat flying off my forehead as I felt my ass impact against him,
"Anything, anything daddy..."

"There is a bad man who is pretending to be me...you gonna help me take him
down?"

"YES! YES! A MILLION TIMES YES!"

He kept fucking me harder and harder, my cock getting closer to going with
every thrust, "You're my good boy now Grant, you're my pussy aren't you?"

"DADDY! DADDY!" I was wailing, about to cum.

"Cum for me...cum for me and prove you're my girl..."

My eyes rolled back and I felt my cock explode, waves of cum flew up and I
felt it cover my chest and abs...my ass crushing my dad's cock as I shot.

"YES!" I heard him roar as he began to lick the cum off my chest, I swear I
could feel his cock get bigger as he ate my load. "CUM FOR ME!"

I did as daddy said...his cock milking every drop out of me as I cried...I
had never been so happy before in my life. My daddy...he loved me...he
needed me...

And I would do anything he said, anything.

It was my new duty.