Date: Tue, 1 May 2007 20:29:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bert Carley <bert_carley@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Virgin Army Boy Deflowered" - Chapter 5

The following story is fiction. It involves sexually explicit erotic events
between males. If you are offended by such material or are too young, live
where it is not allowed, please don't read the story. In the world of this
story, the characters do not always use condoms. Make sure you protect
yourself from disease in the real world in which we all live today by
always using a condom. To my faithful readers I must say, it is especially
rewarding to receive comments and suggestions. They are appreciated and
give me the incentive to continue writing. Thanks to all of you that do
send me feedback regularly. Send them to the author bert_carley@yahoo.com

Virgin Army Boy Deflowered -- Chapter 4 ended with:

Sarge and Rolf smoked a couple of joints and sucked up Wild Turkey playing
cards far into the night.  Occasionally one or the other would set their
cards down on the desk, rise to their feet and walk over and check on
Michael when he would moan or stir in his sleep, stroking the boy's blond
hair and sniffing at the clean smell of Irish Spring soap before kissing
him on the forehead and returning to the cards. By 0200 hour they were both
stoned and feeling no pain. Neither had bothered to dress after they came
from the showers and bedded Michael for the night. They even removed the
damp towels they had around their waists the minute they entered Sarge's
room. With both the marijuana and the Wild Turkey in their system, they
both periodically were sporting semi's and occasionally stroking themselves
as they tossed cards and passed money back and forth into their individual
piles of mostly dimes, nickels, quarters and single greenbacks.

They both looked at each other in astonishment as there was a light tapping
on the door. Sarge said, "Now who the fuck could that be, it's after 0200
hour and I'm not expecting anyone this late?"

Virgin Army Boy Deflowered -- Chapter 5

Rolf said, "It might be Jamie Whiteman, the new kid in communications that
arrived Monday right out of electronics school back east. The Lieutenant
assigned him to me to test, repair and calibrate all our electronic
equipment. He's a real cutie with bright red hair, green eyes and covered
with freckles all over his clear white skin. Wait until you see the bubble
ass on him. Every time I'm around him I spring a boner; so today I put on a
little show for him as we worked alone together in the storeroom. Sure
enough, he couldn't keep his eyes off me, staring at me, especially my
crotch with dreamy eyes. I asked him if he liked what he was looking at and
he blushed and turned a bright shade of red. He finally mustered his
composure and said he liked my big sexy lips. I grabbed my crotch, gathered
the material of my fatigues around my equipment so he could see the outline
of my dick clearly. I shook it at him until I had a full blown woody.  He
was instantly mesmerized, eyes fixed on my crotch as he unconsciously began
to lick his lips. I told him if he was interested in having a taste and
taking a test ride to come by my room later and I'd work him into my busy
schedule. His blush turned to a big dimpled smile as he continued to stare
at my dick.  He started to say something, but backed off and didn't answer
because the door opened and two guys stepped into the storeroom."

Rolf continued, "Before Jamie left after work, I told him I would be
expecting him later in my room if he was interested in getting down and
dirty with my black juicer. He smiled, said 'Yea, that works for me, but it
might be late when I get back from Tacoma this evening,' wiggled his bubble
ass at me as he left. I'm convinced the kid is no virgin and either already
has been with black guys or eager to get a taste of one.  Before I came
over here to your room, I left a note on my door telling him I was in your
room and to come around no matter how late. Maybe it's Jamie now! Don't get
up Sarge, I'll get the door! It has to be him!"

As the door opened, there stood this young good looking redheaded kid
covered in freckles wearing a light green tee shirt, a pair of tan pleated
slacks, brown belt and a pair of brown penny loafers. The first words out
of his mouth were, "I'm sorry I couldn't get back sooner Rolf, but I just
got back from Tacoma and hoped you would still be up. When I read the note
you left for me on your door I was relieved." He looked up and down Rolf's
nude body and zeroed in eyeing the big boner standing straight up against
Rolf's stomach drooling pre-cum from the exposed lighter purple mushroom
head down the darker shaft into the nest of long kinky black pubes. He
snickered and said, "Well, I see you're still up alright; so are you going
to invite me in big guy?"

Rolf pulled him into the room and bolted the door giving him a strong
enough tug it lurched him into the half darkened room and he stumbled over
Sarge's big feet seated in a chair smiling, obviously pleased with the
kid's appearance and the play on words. Jamie caught himself from falling
quickly, turned and Rolf was promptly at his side with his hand on the
young boy's shoulder turning him back toward Sarge.

Rolf said, "Jamie, this is my best friend and buddy Master Sergeant Axel
Wood, but we call him Sarge, and that's Specialist Fourth Class Michael
Hunt there asleep, so talk quietly so as not to awaken him. Sarge is
training him to be his submissive Pussy-Boy. Michael has had a troublesome
evening and needs his beauty sleep. Give me a little sugar and show me how
you like my nigger lips sucking on your pretty little lips. He grabbed
Jamie around the waist, held him firmly to his nude body and began to suck
face, running his hands up under Jamie's tee shirt and lifted it up and off
over his head. He tossed it in his pile of clothing in the corner and
continued kissing as he squeezed the boy's nipples, rolling them between
his fingers until they stood hard and erect. The boy began to moan with
pleasure. He obviously liked his nipples worked.

Sarge was hard and stroking himself as he rose from his chair and pulled
the two toward him. He wrapped one arm around the boy's waist from the rear
and sniffed at the bright red-hair, putting his lips to the boy's ear and
nibbling as he undid his belt, the button on his slacks and lowered the
zipper. Sarge pushed his hand down between boxers and bare ass cheeks,
rubbing the rough palm of his other hand over the two globes of soft skin,
letting his long fingers separate and massage between the two bubble melons
until the boy was rotating his hips and pushing back against the big paw
moaning even more intently. Sarge gradually lowered the boy's slacks and
boxers together until they fell around his loafers.

Jamie had his hand around Rolf's cock spreading the pre-cum along the hard
shaft as the kid stepped out of his loafers and pulled his bare feet from
his slacks and boxers, one foot at a time with Sarge's help, and kicked
them into the pile of discarded clothing. Sarge removed his hand and wedged
his hard cock shaft between the smooth cheeks and rubbed his dick up and
down between the soft warm moons as copious amounts of pre-cum gathered in
the channel making a slippery slick that worked down and covered the boy's
pinkish rosebud. Sarge returned his hand in next to his dripping cock
gathering copious amounts of pre-cum on his fingers. He was soon working
his slick fingers into the receptive rosebud until it burst into full bloom
and pulsated, allowing four huge black digits, one at a time, to enter and
finger fuck the anal canal until the boy's buns were pounding back trying
to amputate the four troopers at the third knuckle.  Sarge located and
massaged the little hard walnut up inside until Jamie was as a rag doll in
his arms and seriously pumping his buns back over the digits softly
moaning, "Please! Oh please fuck me Rolf! I've been wanting you in me all
week and really need you now feeding my hungry ass!"

Sarge said, "Rolf he's all dilated, slick and hot to trot - ready for you
buddy." He pushed his knees into the back of the Jamie's knees lowering him
into the doggie position. Rolf traded positions with Sarge and slid right
into the boy-pussy that had obviously been into the submissive jockey
circuit for some time and was use to being rode fast, long and hard. Jamie
was soon moaning, "Harder Rolf -- fuck me like you love me!  Make me your
Bitch!" Sarge had to fill Jamie's mouth with his dick to keep him from
screaming like a banshee princess in a fit of lustful bliss as Rolf gave
him exactly what he was wanting. Sarge held him by the ears and pumped all
his length down his throat while Rolf rode the boy's pussy all the way
home, balls slapping against the firm bubble buns. Rolf tried to hold off
his climax, but found it impossible with the steady milking action of the
boy's pussy, depositing a massive load of sweet tasting jizz into the wild
banshee's well trained, sizzling and hungry love canal. Sarge pulled his
massive erection from Jamie's mouth as Rolf pulled from the hungry pussy
that was still trying to milk him again to full excitement.

Jamie begged, "Please don't stop Rolf -- More! More! Please More!" Both
Rolf and Sarge listened to the begging for but a moment, as Rolf motioned
Sarge to slide in behind the little nymphomaniac and take over the breeding
ritual of this first-class bitch in her heated frenzy of anal lust for more
dick.

Sarge smiled at Rolf and said, "I'll take a ride on the Bitch now, fill her
up and bring her to multiple orgasms. She obviously likes it rough Buddy
Boy. I'll take you where you want to go Bitch!" They changed positions and
Sarge buried his larger Boa into the hungry pussy. The boy's expert
abilities turned Sarge into a wild stallion, pounding the young mare with
everything he had, violently lurching, rotating and jabbing the little
walnut along the pathway for as long as he could hold back without
spewing. Jamie's pussy lips and internal milking manipulations kept the
Sarge right on the edge of shooting a full load of nigger jizz
constantly. Sarge had run across hungry pussies in the past and was able to
prolong his climax with strong concentration and experience. He
successfully brought the boy off three times, spewing Cunt juice down into
Rolf's mouth that was on his back under the boy holding seven inches in his
mouth receiving each of the tasty offerings. Finally, the fourth and final
orgasm, a twitching and pulsating pussy-muscle milked Sarge to a massive
climax. By this time Rolf was standing erect again, took the lead and slid
right back into Jamie and dumped another load of baby makers into the
receptive love canal, as Sarge filled the boy's mouth with his manhood and
slowly dropped his second full load down into a very well trained
cocksucker's throat and stomach. Jamie finally collapsed flat out on the
tiled floor with Rolf laid over him full length nibbling on his neck, ears
and shoulders. All three remained silent as they each came down from their
lustful high and regained their normal vitals.

Rolf smiled at Sarge and commented, "The girls a keeper Sarge, milked us
both like a real pro. Someone obviously trained her well, but I now claim
her as my Bitch, since you already have your own with Michael! Of course, I
would rather share them both with you if it's all right Sarge! What say?"

Sarge answered, "Your damn well we will be sharing our Bitches Rolf! What a
hungry pussy on this one; Her Cunt is a virtual milking machine once she
gets her pussy lips around a hard dick. She is going to have to teach
Michael how to do it A.S.A P.! WHOW! Talk about a well trained Pussy Bitch
-- Jamie definitely gets the blue ribbon from me!"

After Rolf had Jamie lick both Sarge and him clean, he and Jamie dressed
and he pulled Jamie into his arms, gave him a big, sloppy wet kiss with his
huge lips and said, "You're my Bitch now Girl, so no more fucking around
with other guys except Sarge without my OK! Now get your boxers on and come
to my room down the hallway. I'll rock you to sleep in my arms Babe. They
both left with Rolf holding Jamie by the shoulder and pushing him along,
popping him on the ass lovingly, physically expressing his authority to the
boy through this very dominant action.

Sarge was all sweaty from the workout, so ran to the showers down the hall
with soap and a towel and was back in record time all squeaky clean. He
crawled up behind Michael, spooning his toasty warm buns, sniffing his
golden locks and neck until he too was sound asleep and cutting soft
Z's. Morning came quickly as should have been expected; as it was well
after 0400 hour when he finally was cuddled up behind Michael visiting the
sandman.

Sarge and Michael slept right through the breakfast hours. They would have
probably slept right through lunch also were it not for a tap on the door
bringing Sarge slowly awake. With a rubbing of his eyes, Sarge answered the
door to find Rolf and Jamie standing looking like they too had just crawled
out of the sack and headed for the showers wearing only towels and carrying
shaving kit and tooth brushes.

Rolf said, "Best get your buns up guys, lunch in twenty minutes. If you're
as hungry as us you will get up and get going before the entire day is
wasted. Jamie and I are headed to the showers and then to lunch. Join us
and get this show on the road if you still plan on going to Seattle today."

Sarge wiped his eyes, looked at the clock and said, "Ok buddy, we will join
you in the showers in a few minutes. Damn, I could eat a buffalo too, I'm
so fucking hungry. We will talk about the Seattle trip over lunch!" Forty
minutes later the four were sitting in the mess hall eating when Rolf
nudged Sarge and said, "Well if it isn't Master Sergeant Ross Wright and
his southern rebel companions eyeing us from that table in the back of the
room next to the officer's section. Sarge said, "Don't look around or stare
at them guys or they will know we suspect it was them that molested Michael
last night. Just pay them no mind or they will have their guard up and be
expecting retaliation from us." Rolf had to explain to Jamie what had
happened to Michael the previous evening.

When Rolf was finished explaining, Jamie said quietly, "That's odd, because
MS Wright was real friendly to me Monday when I first arrived. In fact, I
would swear he was coming on to me, and my Gaydar isn't often fooled. I was
in the bathroom standing at the urinal taking a leak when he walked in and
took the urinal right next to me. I didn't pay him much attention because
he's so homely and pot marked; but when he pulled out that big long, fat
dick of his, skinned it back and started pissing I couldn't help but stare
at the huge monster in his hand. In fact, he didn't seem so fucking ugly
after I got a good look at his equipment.  He noticed me staring down at it
too, and before he put it away he stepped back a bit, pulled the long skin
back off the head and stroked it a few times until it was growing and
getting hard. He looked into my eyes and smiled and then slowly put it away
and went to the sink to wash his hands. He lingered there washing his
glasses watching me wash and dry. He was still sporting a huge boner in his
pants when I left. He definitely was going commando and it was really
tenting his fatigues. I been around long enough to know the guy was coming
on to me with his bold action. I even caught up with him on the way back to
where we both work in the communications department and let him know that I
was indeed interested in his friendship. He has been popping me on the ass
all week when he knows no one is looking. Damn, I've never seen a white guy
with equipment like he has. I guess it makes up for just how ugly he is
otherwise."

Michael said, "Well the leader of the guys that raped me last night was
huge alright. The rest were much smaller, in fact one was so short he had a
hard time keeping it in me. Those little dicks can really do a lot of
damage the way they stay real hard and work over the entrance to an asshole
like the needle on a tattoo machine poking at an asshole rather than
entering and delivering some pleasure. The guy with that little dick really
hurt my asshole. Thank god he didn't last long or I wouldn't be able to
walk today."

Sarge said, "Sorry Baby about what that little dick did to you, but yea, I
figured as much about that mother- fucking ringleader MSgt. Ross
Wright. That's great too, we can use Jamie when the time comes to lure him
into our trap so we can do the same thing to him as he and his buddies did
to Michael last night. Now don't any of you look at them as we leave, as
that's what he is obviously watching for, indicating that we know it was
him and his bigoted sick companions. I bet it really pisses him off to see
Jamie with us today if he has an interest in him. Come on now, if we are
going to Seattle we best get going." The four left and headed to the van
that they loaded with a few items and their jackets before going to lunch.

Less then an hour later they were pulling up in front of a large elaborate
wrought-iron gated entryway flanked on both sides with an eight foot ornate
brick wall that seemed to surround the property. Sarge lowered his window
and pushed a red button on the security box and a voice returned asking his
identity.  Moments later the gate slowly opened and they drove through into
a lush park like setting of tall trees, blooming azaleas, camellias,
rhododendrons and plantings of colorful flower beds along the cobblestone
driveway as it split and continued up the slight upslope property. A low
boxwood hedge flanked the driveway all the way to a large parking
area. They continued up until the house started to come into view.  Both
Michael and Jamie let out ahs as the full view of the huge tri-level
English Tutor came into view, surrounded with beds of radiantly blooming
flowers and colorful shrubbery. The house set on the top of a flat knoll in
total grandeur with a matching five car detached garage off to the left.

Sarge pulled into a smaller parking area across the driveway and adjacent
to the garage. They gathered the bags and made their way to the front
covered entryway. The house was mostly covered with ornately sculptured
brick with black metal framed delicately small-pained beveled glass
windows, typical of an English Tutor. The same sculptured brick formed a
circular turret which housed the covered entryway. A solid ornate
hand-tooled oak door, the upper half covered in beautiful stain glass and
flanked by large stained glass fixed windows formed the main entrance. Two
large carriage lamps hung from the high ceiling by matching chains. The
place was grand.

Shortly after Sarge pressed the doorbell the huge oak door opened and an
older white gentleman dressed in a butler's uniform stood erect looking at
the group for a moment. The minute he recognized Axel and Rolf his business
like manner changed and he put his hand out to Axel, smiled and said with a
very British accent, "Good to see you and Master Rolf again Master
Axel. Please come right in, as Miss Lenny told me in confidence you might
be by today for a visit. If you will all be seated here for a moment I will
jingle Miss Lenny of your arrival."

Sarge answered, "Thank you Bernard," and the four moved to the seating area
in the center of the large circular space. The circular foyer was at least
a sixty foot diameter with three long corridors leading off, one to the
left wing, one to the right wing and the third leading straight ahead,
ending in what looked like a large room with an expanse of clear beveled
glass that looked out the back of the house. An open oak and wrought iron
stairway circled up the inside oak and fancy brick walls of the circle,
forming landings that circled the room at each of the other two stories. A
beautiful fancy old black metal elevator sat opposite the base of the
stairway. The open fancy metal framework leading all the way to the third
floor landing, something we have all seen in old black and white movies
filmed in England's mansions. The entire house was obviously furnished by a
professional that knew how to mix antiques, ultra modern, traditional and
contemporary style furnishings. Everything was massive and to scale for the
large spaces. A huge ultra modern geometric area rug in the center of the
room pulled everything together into a true Eclectic masterpiece of
excellent design.

Bernard quickly returned and told them that both Master Jaraald and Miss
Lenny were at the Cabana at poolside and wished them to join them
immediately. They all rose and followed Bernard down the center corridor
through what seems to be a large formal sitting area that opened through a
alcove to the left into a large formal dining room. They were led straight
through the sitting area, through large glass double doors on to a huge
stone patio that was entirely surrounded with a low three foot wall
constructed of the same stone material. The patio looked out over a formal
meticulously maintained landscape mirroring the grounds on the way up the
driveway, except close in and down three groups of five wide stone stairs,
separated each with a wide landing until they reached another stone patio
that surrounded a large tile pool and three large attached white canvas
cabana buildings with the canvas rooflines resembling the sails of an old
English Schooner like the roofline of the Denver, Colorado Airport
Terminal.

As the five reached the cabana, Jaraald and Lenny rose from their shaded
cushioned lounges. They both were totally nude and made no effort to cover
themselves with the terry robes that were draped over the back of each of
their lounges. Lenny ran toward them, breasts bouncing and arms extended
and wrapped his arms around Sarge and laid a kiss on him, then turned and
did the same to Rolf. Michael and Jamie looked at each other in total
amazement for a moment, before Lenny broke away and led them into Jaraald.

Jaraald immediately wrapped his arms around Axel, gave him a big hug and
put his hand out to Rolf and said, "Welcome Brothers! I see you both have
adopted a couple of real beauties as usual."

Axel grabbed Michael around the waist said, "Jaraald this is my new honey
Michael Hunt," then pulled Jamie into his waist with his other arm and
said, "and this is Jamie White, Rolf's new honey. Yea -- they are both
keepers. Michael has only been out for a week now, still getting Bitch
trained. I have him on Valium since he is having a hard time getting use to
the fact that I'm the Butch and he's the Bitch, though he's learned the
basics quite quickly. Jamie, on the other hand, came to us already well
trained and experienced in taking care of us big guys. He likes it long and
rough and can milk a dick with his ass muscles better than any pussy-boy I
have ever fucked. They both have mastered oral and anal, and are addicted
to big black guys with big black juicy dicks. Now go give Jaraald some
sugar girls!"

Jaraald pulled the two into his arms and gave them each a big kiss,
squeezed their asses, and said, "Very nice! They are very nice looking,
terrific bodies, and so very young and tender!" His huge endowment was
already standing at half-mast and slightly dripping when he released the
girls and said, "State your poison to Lenny and he and Roger will bring the
drinks and goodies out to us in a jiffy while the four of you go into the
change room and get nude so this dirty old nigger pervert can get a better
look at your girls. I could sure use them in 'The Stables' right now. I
lost two of the best boys just this week. We have been looking for them,
but I suspect they are long gone by now, as they had a thing for each other
from what I'm told."  Lenny took their orders and Axel and Rolf escorted
the girls into the change room. Axel and Rolf undressed quickly and left
their clothing in a heap on the floor instructing the girls to fold them
and put them on the shelves proper like. The two guys rejoined Jaraald at
the large round glass-top table.

Jamie and Michael took their sweet time undressing. While they dilly
dallied undressing and doing as told, Jamie and Michael got into a private
conversation about both Lenny and Jaraald. They both agreed that Jaraald
was a real looker, built like a Black Adonis and hung like a Bull with huge
loose dangling balls that could turn a girl's ass bright red as they
slapped their pussy cheeks silly. As far as Miss Lenny, they thought he was
very effeminate, pretty as a picture and liked the boobs and nipples. They
wondered just how sensitive they were and wanted to ask him, but agreed his
cock was so small they could understand why Jaraald wanted it removed and
his balls sewed up inside him. There was no way he had enough cock and ball
skin material to ever form enough of a female pussy to accommodate
Jaraald's huge cock, and they haven't even seen it hard yet.

Jamie said, "I hope Jaraald gets that big dick hard so we can see just how
big it gets. My mouth is drooling just looking at it laid over his balls
flaccid. Did you watch it go to half-mast when he was holding us and
fondling our buns! Wouldn't you like to have a go with him too Michael; he
makes my pussy pucker and my heart thump?" Michael quickly answered, "Yea,
but it probably isn't going to happen, as Sarge and Rolf would tan our
hides if we do anything with him without their approval. We will just have
to play it cool and hope they get frisky. I think the both of us are
definitely a couple of white whores. Listening to us both; we are
disgusting. We should be happy with what we already have. Must be the male
in us yet! Yea, it is definitely a male trait!" They looked at each other
and burst out into laughter.

Sarge must have heard them giggling and laughing, as he hollered, "Get your
buns out here girls, the drinks are coming and Jaraald is anxious to check
you out and maybe even take a test ride if you're lucky enough to qualify
for his attention. Get a move on and get out here pronto and stand at
attention next to your men where you belong. Don't make us come in there
for your Cracker Ass Pussies."

The two were immediately at the side of their men standing at attention.

Roger and Miss Lenny arrived with the refreshments, Roger carrying the
drinks on a large silver tray, followed by Lenny carrying an ornately
carved box under one arm and another tray of finger food. Roger was an
Asian guy, looked to be in his late 30's dressed like Bernard in a tailored
butler's uniform. He sat the drinks on the table and asked Jaraald if there
was anything more he wished. He was instructed to bring another round of
the same in 15 minutes, sooner if he was summoned on the intercom. Roger
said, "Yes Sir," and returned to the house. Jamie handed the correct drinks
to Jaraald, Axel and Rolf.  Sarge said, "At Easy Girls and grab your drinks
and sit down in a chair to Jamie and Michael." Lenny joined the girls and
the three sat quietly as the guys talked about mostly sports and pussy. As
Roger was delivering the second round of drinks to them Jaraald told Roger
that the four would be having dinner with him and Lenny and spending the
night as usual, to be sure and have the playroom tidy and the guest
bedrooms prepared should they be used.

Jaraald turned to Axel and said, "We go back a long way Axel, clear back to
when we grew us and went through grade and high school together in
Philly. It seems like I've know and trusted you for a lifetime now Bro. I
remember the first time we jacked-off together and when we screwed Penny
Sanchez in the back of that garden shed. Those were the days Axel! I
remember when that cracker queen Alan Spence begged us to fuck him when we
were sophomores. We couldn't get enough of that tight pussy. He was a good
eight years older than us, but when he got a good look taste of our big
dicks he was waiting for us every night in that van outside the pool hall
so he could get his ass reamed and his mouth full of our big nigger dicks.
Before long we were searching for more crackers like him. It changed our
lives forever Axel. Sure, we fucked the girls too, but we didn't like all
the bull shit that went along with dating the girls and ending up not
getting any. That's when we really started seeking out the pussy-boys in
high school our own age and younger. It was great when we would get hold of
a really young virgin and turn him into a Bitch. The crazy thing was they
kept coming back for more, no matter how rough we fucked them. They would
be waiting for at that old van of mine in the high school parking lot to be
molested until they shot their all over themselves. That pool hall
storeroom saw a lot of action too for us."

He hesitated for a few moments and then asked, "Axel, have you given
anymore thought to joining me in the Seattle Pussy Business and getting off
this idea of being a career military man and retiring with a measly two-bit
pension after years of service under your belt and taking orders rather
than giving them?"  He didn't even wait for Axel to respond, as he went
right on talking, "Hell Axel, I can't believe you would want to join up for
another hitch doing what you are doing now when you could be living like a
king like me and making millions having fun at the same time. What's up
buddy?"

Axel answered, "You bet I been thinking about it a lot lately Jaraald. This
hitch I'm on now will be all I need for full retirement, benefits and still
have full access to the medical and retirement benefits the service offers
retirees. I only have twelve and a half more months to go for full
retirement Jaraald. After that, yes I am interested in joining you in your
business. Michael has just about the same time left and he will be
discharged. By then I hope to have him wanting to stay with me. I figure
then bringing him with me and eventually even getting him turned into a
transsexual, a real woman. In fact, I want to start him on those shots or
treatments to give him some boobs and big nipples like you've done with
Lenny. You think if I started Michael on the treatments right away he could
go a year before his boobs would be too large to hide if strapped down
around the base?

"Well, that's the first sensible thing I have heard you say about this for
two years Axel. It takes at least 14 to18 months before his boobs would get
too large to hide, but after about 6 to 8 months his nipples and breasts
will be very sensitive and he will love to have them sucked on and played
with. He will also loose body hair and start to widen in the hips and
narrow at the waist. The best part is he will become more and more
effeminate and horny, wanting and begging for your attention to his pussy,
breast and nipples. He won't just ejaculate anymore, but truly have one
anal orgasm after the other as you fuck him silly. He will live the new
feeling he will experience. Just have him talk with Lenny about it and he
will be begging us to get him started on the treatments."

Axel asked, "What about the mood swings I've heard about?

Jaraald said, "Damn Bro., they have medications today to control the hot
flashes and mood swings associated with taking Estrogen and other female
enhancement drugs. In fact, it's kind of nice when Lenny gets all emotional
and cries on my shoulder once in awhile. But the very best part is he looks
and dresses as a woman and we can be seen in public as a man and a
woman. No one looks at us with that look of disgust anymore when we walk
down the street hand in hand. Having Lenny the way his is now is one of the
smartest things I ever did for us both. I can hardly wait until you and
Michael join Lenny and me here in this big old mansion. I owe you and Rolf
big time Axel for bringing Lenny, now the love of my life, to me a couple
of years ago. Rolf, you will always be welcome to join us too, come the day
you decide to leave the military and get into this profitable service
business. I feel I can't do enough for you two buddies. I would have been
starved for real love if Lenny hadn't come along to show me how real love
between two people can make one's life worth living. Sure, we guys all fool
around on the side when we see something that turns us on, but when you
find someone that loves you and is always there for you, the love bug
strikes deep."

He hesitated a moment and then continued, "That's where I am with Lenny
guys, and next weekend we are going to fly down to Mexico to have his dick
removed and his balls sewed up inside him so he will really feel like a
real woman and my beautiful bride, as I plan on marrying him after the
legal work is done to change his name and sex to make it legal. He won't
have a real pussy, but he will still be able to ejaculate and have orgasms
as I fuck his sweet ass like we do now. Even if he had a real female pussy,
I would still prefer to fuck that nice tight hole and slap my danglers
against his bubble buns. I can hardly wait for this all to be behind us so
we can get hitched and maybe adopt a couple of kids. Guys, let's get really
stoned and fucked up tonight and fuck the girls' silly to celebrate. What
say?"

Axel and Rolf looked at each other and smiled; then Axel answered, "Works
for us Jaraald. Let's do it!"  Jaraald opened the mystery box that Lenny
had carried down earlier under his arm and sat on the table next to
Jaraald. Each of the guys pulled their girl into their lap and fed them an
Ecstasy pill and lit up multiple joints and proceeded to get everyone
stoned. Jaraald grabbed the intercom and instructed Roger to bring more
drinks. A couple of hours later they were sitting at the dinner table
stoned, drinking red wine, each shoveling down a large New York steak,
baked potato and mixed green vegetables with slices of chocolate cake for
dessert. They all retired to the play room on the second floor to introduce
Michael and Jamie to the dominant administration of the pleasures of rough
sex with the three dominant black males.

By the time they had a few more high-octane alcoholic drinks, and smoked a
few more joints the guys were all over the girls, knocking them around and
tossing them back and forth in the air from one to the other.  The girls
were screaming and fighting for release afraid they would be dropped as
they were tossed back and forth into the air to one another. The guys
spanked their hot asses when they resisted their master's jabs, bites and
rough horseplay, until their white buns were red and the girls became
submissive to the antics.  The cuffs were eventually put on the girls and
they were passed from one guy to the other and face fucked until the guys
decided it was time to pump their asses full of dick juices. Wearing cock
rings to keep from ejaculating, the girls were fucked up the ass by each
guy repeatedly, changing partners often. The girls had many orgasms, until
their balls were empty and all they could have were dry orgasms, one after
the other as their pussies were ravaged and gaping holes, but still
experiencing pleasures the big dicks could deliver as they rubbed the walls
of their love canals and massaged their prostrate glands with the head of
the guy's experienced cocks. The guys eventually pulled off their
cock-rings and covered the girls with their nigger jizz and they all
crashed on the mats and fell asleep in the warm room. Jamie and Michael
were the first to awaken. The two awakened Lenny and the three sneaked off
to take showers and clean up before the guys missed them. When they
returned the guys pretended they were asleep until the girls started
sniffing their strong sweaty bodies. The guys grabbed them, seeing they
were all clean and smelling good, they rubbed their sweat and masculine
scent all over the girls again and made them drink their full load of
strong piss.

By the time they were all sitting nude being served breakfast, they all
stank to high heaven and the guys were feeding the girls large handfuls of
scrambled eggs, mostly smearing it all over their faces, hair and
bodies. They then licked the food from the bodies of the girls wrapping up
the meal by laying the girls on the large oak table and standing over them
jacking off, covering them with their warm cum, then forcing the girls to
lick each other clean of the large deposits of the guy's warm juices.

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