Date: Sat, 23 Mar 2024 22:48:04 -0400
From: Ww Ww <er14990606@gmail.com>
Subject: The New Army Recruit, Chapter Two

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The New Army Recruit, Chapter Two

Kevin did not see Sergeant Zelsky until formation Monday morning.  The
sergeant slowly walked the two ranks of his new wards, looking at their
faces and their name tags on their fatigues.  When he got to Kevin, he
saw "Jones" on his chest, and he seemed to linger just a little longer
and he smiled.

Kevin began class on Monday.  For the first two days, he attended class
during the day and relaxed with his new friends in the evening.  It was
still summer in Virginia during early September, so most guys in the
barracks swapped their fatigues for tee shirts and shorts the first
chance they got.

On Wednesday at dinner, Sergeant Zelsky asked Kevin to come see him later
that evening.  The sergeant had a separate room at the end of the
barracks.  Kevin knocked on the door, expecting to hear the command to
enter.  Instead, the door opened and Zelsky motioned for him to enter.
It was a simple room with a bed, a closet, and a desk with a chair.

Zelsky wore running shorts and a green tee shirt with "ARMY" across the
chest.  He immediately said, "At ease, Jones."  Then he walked around
and sat at his desk.  Kevin stood in the middle of the room.

Zelsky spoke in a serious tone. "There is no draft.  Military life is a
choice.  You joined the Army because you wanted to be here.  The U.S.
military has very clear regulations against homosexuality.  To be caught
engaged in prohibited behavior will result in a dishonorable discharge,
something that will be with you forever."

Kevin replied with "Yes, I understand."

Zelsky continued, "You don't have to respond or admit to anything I am
going to say, but I suspect that the incident in the shower was not the
first time for you.  I believe you like dick.  That means you will have
to exert strong self-discipline to control your public actions.  You will
need to find an outlet for your desires in some private way out of the
eyes of anyone in authority.  Do we understand?"

Kevin responded, "Yes, Sergeant."

The sergeant dismissed Kevin with "If we understand each other, you can
go."

Zelsky had maintained eye contact with Kevin when he spoke to reinforce
the importance of his message.  It was only when Kevin turned to leave
that Zelsky saw the tent in Kevin's shorts.

The sarge exclaimed, "What the fuck, Jones.  You can't out there like
that.  Weren't you listening to me?"

Kevin answered, "Yes, I heard every word, understand it, and intend to
do what is necessary to be a success in the Army. . . but."

"But what?" Zelsky snarled.

Jones replied, "All the time I've been in here, there is a picture in
the back of my mind--your big hard cock and how wonderful it tasted, how
it filled my mouth, and later my stomach."

Zelsky closed his eyes, shook his head left and right, "You're
hopeless."  Then he got up and walked to the door, as he said, "Jones,
you are doing it again."   The sergeant locked the door and continued,
"You're making my dick hard."

Next the sergeant pulled his chair from behind his desk to the center of
the room, pushed down his shorts and kicked them off, and sat on the edge
of the seat with his legs spread and his balls hanging over the edge.
"Shut your porn talk and stuff your mouth with my dick."

Kevin dropped to his knees and began worshiping the sergeant's big
tool.  He licked the shaft, put his lips around the head and tongued the
slit, and then took into his mouth his sergeant's cock inch by inch
until his nose was in his pubes and his lips around the base of the
shaft.

The sensation was overwhelming and the sergeant explained, "Fuck."

Kevin was determined to give his sergeant a better blowjob than he gave
him in the shower.   He sucked and sucked as he wrapped his arms around
the sergeant's powerful thighs.  He licked and sucked balls.  His hands
explored the muscled body, rubbing abs, feeling pecs, pinching aroused
nipples.  But most of all he sucked on the sergeant's thick root.  Kevin
was a cocksucker and nothing made him happier than a piece of meat in his
mouth.

After a while, Kevin stood up and dropped his own pants.  He started
jerking his dick, wanting to get off when the sergeant eventually let
loose and filled his mouth with cum.  Like before, Zelsky could not
remain still when he was close.  He began to move his hips.  He thrust
forward as Kevin lips sent down his shaft.  When the flood came, the
sergeant squeezed Kevin's shoulders with his hands.  Moments later,
Kevin emptied his balls onto the floor.

As the sergeant's dick softened, he withdrew it from Kevin's mouth and
commented, "I said this in the shower, and I will tell you again.
You're good."  Then he got paper towels and the two cleaned up the cum
puddle on the floor.

The next day, it was as before.  The sergeant was all business and made
no special comment or contact with Kevin.  He was once again just another
soldier in the barracks.

Kevin quickly made friends with three other guys.  One was Bill, who was
another Georgian, but he was a city boy and found Kevin's talk of farm
life different and intriguing.  There was Paul from Pittsburgh, a short
and funny guy.  Finally, there was Gary from Bozeman, Montana, from the
other side of the country.  Gary was a quiet and easy-going fella.  They
formed a foursome for bowling, with Paul usually beating them each time.
One weekend, they rented a room in town and drank beer and watched
college football on television.

As Kevin and his friends enjoyed the amenities of the base, he noticed
Sergeant Zelsky enjoyed drinking in the enlisted men's club and shooting
hoops on the basketball court, usually with Sergeant Johnson.  Johnson
was in charge of the barracks next door, and seemed to be Zelsky's best
friend.  When Sergeant Zelsky left base for the weekend, Sergeant Johnson
was always with him.

Kevin was pleased one Monday after formation when Sergeant Zelsky called
him over and spoke softly and privately.  He said he wanted to use his
mouth again and asked to come see him after supper on Wednesday.  Kevin
was pleased with the invitation.  He agreed and gave Zelsky a big smile.

At the agreed upon time, Kevin knocked on the door of Zelsky's room.
The sergeant let him in and locked the door behind them.  There stood
Sergeant Johnson, leaning against the front of the desk.  Johnson was
just as surprised to see Kevin as Kevin was surprised to see Johnson.

Sergeant Zelsky put his hand on Kevin's shoulder and said to Johnson,
"Zack, Happy Birthday."

Johnson had a puzzled look on his face.

Zelsky said softly to Kevin, "Open your mouth."  Then he pointed to
Kevin's open mouth and said to Johnson, "Here is your birthday
present.  You'll like it.  I did."

Johnson said in disbelief, "What?  Here?"

Zelsky responded, "Don't worry.  I locked the door."  He gave Kevin an
easy push on his back, and Kevin knew what to do.  It was something he
was glad to do.  He walked over to Johnson, dropped to his knees, and
with his two hands, pulled the surprised sergeants' pants to his ankles.

Hanging out of a short black bush were five inches of soft dick.  Kevin
quickly put it into his mouth and it started to grow thicker and longer.
Within seconds it was at full erection, and Kevin was loving it, sucking
on it as he bobbed his head up and down the shaft.  Kevin took Johnson'
sac in his hand and gently massaged the balls. Sergeant Johnson'
surprise quickly turned to pleasure, and he moaned as the young
eighteen-year-old soldier sucked and licked his dick.

Zelsky was standing close by watching his best friend get serviced.
Kevin glanced over and saw the bulge in Zelsky's shorts.  Kevin turned
and did to his sergeant what he had done to Johnson, he pulled his shorts
to the floor.  This time the cock that was revealed was excited and
hard.  While still keeping his mouth on Johnson' dick, Kevin reached and
grabbed Zelsky's cock.  Zelsky was happy to join in the fun, and he
moved and stood next to his friend, their bare legs touching.  Kevin
proceeded to move back and forth between the two, sucking on Johnson as
Kevin jacked Zelsky and then switching, sucking on Zelsky while jacking
Johnson.

Kevin was in heaven with two big hard cocks to suck and knowing he would
eventually be rewarded with a stomach full of cum.  But he was in no
hurry.  By chance, as he was switching once again from one sergeant to
the other, he looked up briefly.  To his surprise, the two sergeants were
kissing, their mouths open, their tongues touching.  Zelsky had his hand
on Johnson's chest, pinching his nipple through his tee shirt.  It all
made sense to Kevin now.  Zelsky and Johnson were lovers.

Their climaxes were different.  Zelsky, like twice before, moved his hips
and fucked Kevin's mouth just before flooding his throat with cum.
Johnson was motionless.  He held Kevin's chin and whispered, "Here it
comes.  Take it."  Kevin felt the cock in his mouth swell and then he
tasted this new man's sweet semen.  Kevin used his free hand to pull on
his own dick, and as Johnson fed him cum, Kevin climaxed in his shorts.

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