Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2023 23:22:40 +0000 (UTC) From: Hunter Green Subject: Chuck McGraw Part 27 The continuing tale of Chuck McGraw, a big-dicked, bad ass mother fucker. Father. Soldier. Bodybuilder. Pervert. Please support Nifty Financially. Where would we be without all this spank bank material? I really appreciate all the messages and feedback guys. Seriously if my stories get your dick hard drop me a note at huntergreenmuscle@yahoo.com Reveille 2011 - Fort Bliss, Texas It was around four in the morning when Chuck woke up. After 22 years in the Army he no longer needed an alarm clock. His body was attuned to wake when he wanted to, trained to wake early each day for PT. Well, it was partially that, and partially that his cock was hard as steel every morning around that time. This was the case now, his ten-inch monster prick was rock hard, lifting the sheet away from his torso. Even with just a sheet covering his lower half, he was still warm enough to sweat. It was autumn in Texas and the summer heat lingered here. That, combined with Chuck's own hormones, and the two grown men sleeping on either side of him, using his wide muscular chest as pillows, created a very warm arrangement. The two men were Soldiers, assigned to the Sergeants Major Academy at Fort Bliss. Neither had been involved with each other before Chuck, or even known the other was the least bit queer, but after the MSG McGraw had been fucking them both separately for about a month, he decided it'd be fun to bring them all together to better service his needs. No single woman or man was ever enough to satisfy the sexual needs of the 42-year-old muscled man with the monster cock. He needed more. He'd introduced them, and for the past couple of weeks they'd become his main source of release. Jason Schmidt was a fellow student going through the Academy, and a geographic bachelor, meaning his wife and kids were back in Alexandria, Virginia, where he'd been stationed last. Schmidt was tall and lean, the same age as Chuck, with the same extreme high and tight haircut. But where Chuck was hairy, Schmidt was smooth, hairless, shaving everything. Even though Schmidt was married, he was an accomplished cocksucker. He'd since told McGraw that he was secretly bisexual, and that usually he only fucked around with guys when he was deployed or traveling. He had spotted McGraw in the base gym's steam room on the third morning after he'd got there and knew he'd chosen right, letting his wife and daughters stay in VA so his kids could stay in the school they were familiar with for another year. The other man was Cliff Levy, a civilian instructor, and a former Soldier who'd gotten out after his first tour and then gone to college for six years. Just now 28 years old, and with a fresh doctorate, he'd gotten in on the instructor staff at the Academy due to a prior sexual relationship he'd had with the former commandant when they had both stationed together many years ago. Cliff was short, only 5'4", but muscular, with a big round ass that begged to be pounded. Cliff had caught McGraw staring at his ass during student orientation and made sure the soldier knew that he was interested during a coffee break. Chuck liked when they were direct and to the point, and the little brunette civilian pressed several of McGraw's buttons in just the right way. Both men were asleep on his chest, his 22-inch arms resting over each of them. Gently he moved until his large hands were resting on top of the mens' heads. With just a little pressure, he woke them and guided them both down wordlessly until they were coherent enough to obey his unspoken command and started sucking on his cock and low hanging balls. The men pulled back the sheet and worked in unison, stroking, sucking, licking, kissing, tugging. Chuck lay there, his hands interlaced behind his head while the men serviced him. There was no better way to wake up than to have your cock sucked first thing. "Remind me," he said in his low, gravelly voice, "Which one of you took my load in your ass last night?" Cliff, currently bathing Chuck's hairy ballsack with his tongue, said, "That was me, Top!" One hand strayed behind him to his milky round ass cheeks where he was no doubt testing his still sore sphincter after getting pounded by the big-dicked Soldier. "Right." Chuck replied. "Then I guess it's your turn, Schmidt. You want my morning load inside that cunt of yours?" "Hell yes, Top!" The older married man said, after pulling off McGraw's cockhead. "Then keep doing what you're doing but swing that ass up here. I'll be nice today and eat that pussy before I fuck it." Schmidt readily complied and in a moment he was squatting over McGraw's face, lean, muscular ass cheeks stretched to show his pink asshole. He lowered himself down to McGraw's waiting tongue. As he kept eagerly sucking on McGraw's huge cock, now positioned to go much further down his throat, his whole body shivered as McGraw ate him out. McGraw's unshaven chin was like sandpaper on his sensitive sphincter, and he knew how to use it to his advantage. He dug into his classmate's hole deep with his tongue, getting him to open up easily. Schmidt never got fucked regularly, but he figured, if he was very lucky, by the end of this year, he'd be far better at bottoming with a top like McGraw to fuck his ass. Levy worked on Chuck's balls and shaft and Schmidt dry humped McGraw's pecs and moaned around his cock until Chuck decided that he was ready to get fucked. With a slap on the ass, Chuck signaled Schmidt to get up, spin around, and squat over McGraw's prick. While McGraw lay back, Cliff guided the other soldier onto the massive dick waiting for him. Getting the wide blunt head past the first sphincter was becoming second nature, but he still gasped loudly as he felt his ring forced open and invaded. Cliff continued to help by slobbering all over the older men's cock and asshole as Schmidt was slowly penetrated. He slowly bounced up and down and rocked back and forth, easing McGraw's dick inside of him. Even though Chuck had been fucking him for a couple of weeks, the sheer size of the man scared him sometimes. None of the secret toys he'd had over the years, nor any of the men he'd been with, had been as big. "We haven't got all fuckin' day, Schmidt." Chuck growled, growing impatient. "Sorry, Top." He gasped. "I don't need you to apologize. I need you to get the god damn job done. So do it, or get out and Levy here will do." Schmidt forced another inch of cock inside, moaning loudly through his gritted teeth. Chuck knew that some men thrived on competition. He looked down to see Levy smiling behind Schmidt. "Levy's ass felt so good last night. Wet like a pussy, but tighter. And that big round ass of his reminded me of this Latin chick I used to fuck a couple of years ago." Levy basked in the praise as he continued to tug on McGraw's nuts. "I could fuck Levy's ass all fuckin' day! Morning, Noon, and Night! Short little fucker takes my fat cock so good." "But we don't have all fucking day, today." Chuck reached up, grabbed Schmidt by the neck, and heaved his ass off the bed, driving his cock all the way into man, balls deep. Then he did it again, and again. Faster and faster. As Schmidt's ass collided with McGraw's groin, they made a loud slapping sound. Schmidt tried to fight it for a second as he screamed, but then gave in as his eyes rolled back into his head. He gripped the bed sheet in his fists as he tried to keep his balance on the bed. He liked it when Chuck got rough. For the next ten minutes or so, Chuck fucked Schmidt's ass. He was rough. When Schmidt begged for lube he had Levy spit on his dick before shoving it back in. First Schmidt road him like a cowgirl, until Chuck flipped him over on his stomach. McGraw jackhammered into Schmidt's ass and had Levy come beat his short, fat dick in the other married man's face. He tried to suck on the civilian's cock, but couldn't with the pounding he was getting. Chuck was sweating now. He pulled Schmidt to his knees, to doggie stye, and gripped his shoulders hard enough to bruise. Finally, he roared and his whole body shuddered as he pumped his copious cum load deep inside Schmidt's ass. With slow, powerful, and forceful thrusts he drained his balls. "Fucking-A! Woo!" He shouted. He smacked the other married man on the ass as he pulled out, his throwing dick trailing cum and slime from the abused asshole. He backed off of the bed and stood up. Levy was beside him and on his knees in seconds. Without prompting he used his mouth to suck the man's cock clean. He would have blissfully kept going if McGraw hadn't pushed him aside and walked around him. "Now that is how you get your cardio in!" He walked into the ensuite bathroom, flicked on the light. "I'm gonna hit the gym." He called back as he pissed into the toilet. "Levy, have breakfast ready at 0700h. Six eggs, oatmeal, and my shake." Cliff stuttered as he raised himself from the floor. "Sorry Top but there is a meeting at 7 this morning I have to get to." McGraw didn't say anything at first, but he came out of the bathroom and stepped into a pair of silkies, tiny black running shorts with the red Ranger logo on one thigh. "That wasn't a request." McGraw said harshly. Between the two of you figure it out." He said, and then walked out of the bedroom door. A few minutes later they heard the front door of the small apartment close, and a minute late the sound of a motorcycle start up and drive away. When he came back both men were still there, showered, dressed, and breakfast was waiting. McGraw's uniform was laid out on the freshly made bed, ready to be worn. They had decided where their priorities lay and it was obeying and serving MSG Chuck McGraw. More to cum. Feedback welcomed and encouraged at huntergreenmuscle@yahoo.com