ARMY SMELLS. By JonH
Before I write these stories I find pics off the net to get some idea's. If you wanna see the pics used for this story send an e-mail to: jhimuswrite@yahoo.co.uk (mention the 'army' story so I know what you're talking about)
"Go on Lutz touch it"
Lance Corporal Rollins stood side by side at the empty urinal in the Rec Room toilets, he held his dick between two fingers and leaned back like he was gonna piss again. I wanted badly to touch it but I had to play it careful - he's considered a mad bastard by just about everyone in the unit so I figured this could be some kind of bullshit game. He flicked the last couple of drops of piss from his dick and I could see it was growing.
"Just a coupla drops. Now go on touch it. You wanna Lutz I know it"
I began to protest but before I got more than two words out Rollins got this flash of anger in his face and reached up real quick and grabbed my arm. I could smell the guiness on his breath as he leaned in close to my ear.
"Ere' Private Lutz don't give me shite! You think I don't know you're watchin' me, watching' my arse, ya' had a fuckin' bone in ya' pants all day in Stores so don't...
His urgent whisper trailed off and the grip on my arm loosened. His alcohol face kind of slackened into what he thought was a friendly expression.
"Lutz, it's OK. You n' me we got alot in common. More than I let on out there" With a jerk of his head he indicated the other two of three blokes out in the Rec Room.
I took my eyes off the flaked paint of the toilet wall and looked down at his crotch. He wasn't bullshitting. Jutting out from his combat trousers was his now almost fully hard circumcised cock. I reached over and gripped the shaft, it was soft with that great underlying hardness of a guys erection.
Rollins head dropped back and with a low groan his hand let go completely of my arm. It was true, get us by the dick and you got us, I slowly squeezed his erection and watched the look of pleasure on his face. A surge of power went through me, ignoring our army rank I was now above him. Just for this moment, he was some grunt private and I was the fuckin' lance corporal.
"Whoa yeah, Lutz you done this before havencha'? An' not just with your own either. You know cock doncha' mate."
"Yeah Corporal Rollins I know it" I tried to keep that feeling of strength but it wavered. I knew my own cock, I knew it too damn well for my liking. But other cocks? I'm 22 and aside from two swapping blow job sessions in college, and being finger fucked by myself an' some ol' queen in a public toilet at a train station I'd spent most of the time taking care of myself. And as for the army - after dropping out of college and joining up six months ago I'd been too damn nervous to even jerk off most of the time. So that first time I saw 27 year old Corporal Rollins walking around the block showers in his army issue green briefs I was fuckin' ready to explode. And I guess all along it was obvious, obvious to Rollins anyway.
"Lets have a look at yours"
Undoing the front of my fatigues I reached in and pulled at my heavily aroused cut cock.
"Yeah mate, I'm gonna suck that for ya'. Ay, ay, you gonna suck my cock too"
"I'll suck it"
"Oh yeah, not ere' though. I got the keys to the Store we'll go there. C'mon"
"I gotta piss"
"OK, you piss n' I'll meet ya' there in 15 minutes. Best we leave seperate anyhow"
Tucking his still hard cock back into his trousers he made for door.
It was raining hard when I left, the soaking wet poncho made it easy for me to rub the stiff cock inside my trousers. With weekend leave and a wet night the barracks seemed almost empty. I could see the Store outside light was on but it, like everything else looked deserted.
Just as I was about to knock I stopped myself - I had to think this through. I liked the Army, I could see a future here and I didn't wanna blow it. My dad was in the services until two years back and my sister was in her second year in the air force. I'm from an defence force family and although I wasn't ashamed of my private 'other' side I didn't want it to jeopodise my career. I knew a guys sex drive could fuck up the progression through the ranks if he wasn't careful where he put his dick.
And Lance Corporal Rollins, he was pure Army, having joined in his teens I'd heard he was a Lance Corporal only because it was embarresing for command to have a 28 year old Private around the place. The army loved mad bastards who fell into line but Rollins was more just a mad bastard, my dad always said that mad bastards were great in combat but in the peace time army they were hard to contain. Rollin's wasn't a guy for civvy life, someone told me he left the barracks to go to either the local pub or to go fuck some woman he knew in town, aside from that he stayed put doing his driving for the supply controllers. I heard Rollins once, telling some other guy in the Store how he was "goin' up town to get a leg over me favourite slag".
With rain still pouring down I got the vision of Rollins naked body 'gettin' his leg over' - I could picture those heavy clumsy thighs spreading wide as he straddled the womans body, those arse cheeks of his spreading slightly as he got into position over her fat heaving body.
What the fuck, I was goin' in! Splashing in a damn deep puddle I went to the door and knocked.
"Lutz mate, took ya' fuckin' time"
"Sorry"
Rollins was bare foot and wearing only fatigues and a T-shirt.
"Ya hard?"
He reached up under the dripping poncho and pushed his band onto my crotch.
"Ya dirty bastard" he leered.
Without turning on any lights we stumbled down to the rear of the store. Opening a door he lead me into what looked like an unused break room. Empty except for a tarp covered old couch and a large heavy coffee table I noticed the blinds had been drawn shut and as soon as I was through the door Rollins locked it.
Rollins didn't hold back, he'd starting stripping off straight away. I noticed he wasn't wearing any briefs under his fatiques, folding them and the t-shirt neatly he then dropped back naked onto the couch. He had a good body, the kind I liked. Around 5'10", solid build with heavy wide shoulders. His hair was a number two crop I guessed and as my eyes met his for a second I saw that mad glint in em'. He saw me checking out the few tattoo's on his body but as if to get my brain focussed he gripped his meaty cock and waived at me.
"C'mon Lutz stop fuckin' around. Get naked."
I lifted the poncho over my head and threw it into the corner, luckily I was wearing loafers that I could just kick off my feet, my jumper fatigues, trousers and t-shirt I was gonna fold but as I felt the warm air of the room and the hot gaze from Rollins on my body I ended up just droppin em' in a pile. Standing there naked except for my socks I copied his lead and waived my rigid cock at him.
My skin was darker than Rollins but build wise I was happy with what I got, the basic training had got rid of most of the puppy fat I still had up until last year but now aside from my chubby looking face I was a good solid young bloke. I'd be growing a moustache to make myself look older, it was a bum fluff looking thing but I was proud of it. My cock I liked, when it was aroused it was fuckin stiff as, and the cut head had a good looking shape, it was under 7" erect but that didn't worry me.
Rollins reached over and patted the coffee table.
"Sit ere'.
Sitting down close to him my cock jutted up from my lap.
"Open ya' legs Private Lutz. You want your cock sucked?"
"Oh yeah"
Rollins cupped his hand under my balls then leaning over opened his mouth wide over my cock head then lowering himself down didn't let it touch the inside of his cheeks until I felt the tip touch lightly against the warm wet back of his throat. Then he clamped his mouth firmly on my shaft and began to slowly bob his head up and down. Squeezing the coarse hair of his head I guided it up and down on my shaft, the squelching slurp of his spit heated the heady arousal in my brain.
Pulling his glistening drooling lips off my shaft he then held his own by now fully erect dick by the shaft.
"Now your'e gonna blow me"
Leaning over his cock I inhaled the stale sweat of his crotch before lapping at the tip with my extended tongue. The slight tang of piss shot through my taste buds before I dropped my face into his crotch and let the shaft ram into my mouth. Breathing hard through my nose I felt the tickle of dark pubic hair before beginning to slide my mouth up and down Lance Corporal Rollin's cock shaft.
"Suck it Lutz...whoa yeah...suck out that piss"
I sucked slowly on the swollen shaft and as I did Rollins started talking.
"Lutz, what you see here tonight is between us right. Nobody and I mean nobody finds out about this. This is between the men in the room. Got it?"
He suddenlt lifted my head off his cock and looked me straight in the eye.
"You got that Private Lutz"
Wiping a stray pubic hair from my lips I nodded.
"Got it"
"Sit back here" He got me back sitting on the coffee table facing him. Twisting his body he sat up on the couch between my legs.
He reached over and began to rub the underside of my legs.
"You wipe your arse properly Private Lutz?"
"Yes sir I do"
"Good"
With speed and strength he suddenly raised my legs in the air until I lay on my back on the coffee table my legs sticking held high my his thick calloused hands. Pushing my legs apart I felt a flash of cool air on my arse hole as it opened slightly with the force. Rollin's leering hungry face then fell from view as he dropped his head between my wide spread arse cheeks. A gasp shot from my mouth as I felt his warm stiff tongue pushed against my hole. I'd read about this, I'd seen pictures but never had I had another bloke licking my arse - it was fuckin' incredible, I strained my arse like I was taking a shit so it'd open wider for his piston of a tongue. I could feel it digging around my ring. I'd squated over a mirror a few years back so I knew what it looked like but what it tasted like I didn't know. I was gonna find out though fuck it.
Rollins then lifted his face from my crack, drops of sweat forming on his upper lip.
"Nobody knows OK"
It was hard to speak but I nodded "nah...nobody"
"OK" Looking to the rear of the room he said loudly "Ready now Sir"
I heard a door open and heavy shoes crossing the floor. Rollins still held my legs high in the air so I couldn't move or barely spin round to see who it was.
Seconds later one of the Sergents I'd seen round the barracks stood above me, I didn't know his name because he wasn't with our base or the nearby regiment but instinctevely I made an awkward quick salute. He looked down at me and smiled slightly. He was wearing a green Army rugby shirt but no trousers and no briefs, his body loomed huge above me, I remeber seeing him around a few times and his uniform concealed what I now saw was a heavily muscled body. Easily over 6 feet tall and probably early thirties, he was lazily playing with his cock which was stiff enough that it seemed to bounce above my face.
As I kept looking up at the Sergent I wasn't sure what I was expected to do. Rollins then dropped his mouth back down onto my ass and began to work up alot of spit on my hole and up and down the shaft. Writhing slightly in fuckin ectasy I could see the Sergent liked to watch a show. He stood there playing with his dick and making no move towards me and Rollins. I tentavily opened my mouth in case he wanted to put his dick in it but when he saw my offer he shook his head a little.
"No, no, Private?"
"Yes sir. Private Lutz sir"
"Well Private Lutz another time I'd gladly fuck your face but tonight I'm here to watch young Rollins and yourself in action and to add to my collection."
My head hit hard against the coffee table as I felt Rollins rubbing his thick, stumpy fingers against my arse lips. He had lifted his head and was taking in my reaction to the Sergent, the smirking leer plasted on his clammy face.
"Your collection Sir?"
He then raised up the hand that wasn't fondling his cock and produced a long black baton about the thickness of a broomstick. He saw a flash of fear across my face.
"It's OK Private. What I collect is smells and tastes and this is how I do it. You see this baton, I got it ten years ago from an old trainer I knew back in the SIB. About that time I met a 18 year old Private Rollins who was going through basic training and the only thing he liked more than his new life in the army was getting things shoved my his arse. I was 22 at the time, of higher rank but always keen to oblige with a finger and eventually my cock. The trouble was back then Rollins was a grotty teenager who somehow never managed to clean his arse properly and so before I'd commit to a root of any kind we had to test for cleanliness. Eventually I was sent on a tour of duty and so I committed to surpressing any urges I had. But luckily I had this baton so on certain nights and in the right circumstances I always had at least the smell of my favourite chute"
"This ones real clean Sergent" Again the grunting shot from my lips as I felt Rollins finger probing deep inside my body, pushing hard against the ring I could feel him wriggling his finger in my arse.
"As I said I collect smells and tastes so when Rollins and myself met up again we made a point of breaking in this baton"
He waived it under my nose, breathing deeply I smelt the musky, almost lead pencil aroma of what I knew was arse.
"Thats the smell of Rollins, two Privates from down South and a Sergent decorated from the Gulf War. I've fucked them all but my dick I wash. This I keep"
"Do you want to fuck me Sir?" I hoped like hell he didn't, I'd never been fucked and though my arse could take a finger and that baton a cock I wasn't too sure about and not keen to try.
"Not tonight Private. Tonight I feel like watching you two have it off".
"You can put the baton in my arse if you like Sir" I reached up and pulled my cheeks apart offering my glistening hole to him.
Without a word the Sergent raised it above my eyes and with a glazed look of concentration I watched it sink down into my upturned hole. The smooth black shaft slid into me with no troble at all and then with a gentle movement I felt him rotate it slowly inside my bowels before pulling it out and holding it under his nose.
"Beautiful, Private Lutz a credit to your training. Now why don't you two suck each other off."
I didn't need to be asked twice. This was a weird situation, one that I'd be keeping very quite but if this Sergent wanted me to get off with Rollins I was happy to oblige.
Climbing onto the couch me and Rollins got our heads between each others thighs and I followed Rollins lead as I felt his warm wet tongue lapping at my tight balls. I had to open wide to take in the kind of rank stale hairy balls of Rollins, getting one onto my tongue I sucked off the sweat of the day before spitting from my lips and swallowing the second hairy testicle.
Eager to get a taste of the pre-cum that was starting to ooze from our cocks we soon bobbed our heads into each others crotch. The clammy salty taste of pre-cum coated the inside of my mouth as I sucked hard to try and swallow a stray pubic hair.
Rollins then lifted me up and we sat with our naked arses pressed onto the soft couch, our hairy legs entwined. I glanced over at the Sergent, by now his cock was fully erect and being squeezed my his fist.
Lying back slightly Rollins spread his legs.
"Gimme your finger"
Putting it to his soft lips he drew it into his mouth of sucked and slathered spit on it.
"Now shove it up my chute ya' dirty bastard"
I dug down between his legs and felt his hairy arse crack. When he pulled his own arse cheeks apart I felt the smoothness of his pink arse lips twitching againts my finger tip. With a quick look in his eye and the smirk I'd got from him I soon rammed it deep into his body. Sex with men can be weird and exciting as you feel things that you'd only ever played with while growing up. The walls of Rollins arse felt warm and smooth just like my own, his arse ring clenched against my invading didgit just like my own and his swollen, steel hard cock jutted up into the gamey air just like mine.
"Ya' gonna fuck me Lutz"
This time it was my turn to push. I got his heavy body up onto the arm of the couch and before his arse ring tightened I had two fingers twisting hard into his body as I let drool run from my lips onto my engorged cock head. Lifting up onto my knee's I scooted between his thighs and with a precision that shocked me soon had my cock head nudging at his ring.
Again his hands yanked his ceeks apart and with one smooth movement my whole body seemed to sink into his. Years of that baton and I dunno how many cocks had loosened ol' Rollins. His warm arse seemed to suck in my shaft, once I felt my pubic hair scratching onto his bum I began to hump him. And hump him hard.
Shots of air shot from his nose as he exhaled in turn with each ram of my cock. A small string of snot shot from his nose to his lip as I impaled his guts deeper and harder with every thrust.
"Fuck....fuck...fuck me"
The slap of my sweaty balls on his cheeks got louder and faster. The Sergent let out a groan as he watched my shaft sink again and again into Rollins arse. Pulling out until my cock head got near his arse opening I'd then ram my whole body, my whole cock deep into him.
Steading myself on Rollins kinda flabby chest I pushed hard onto the nipple hairs, sweat began to run from our bodies, the clammy damp smell of crotch rose from our bodies.
"I'm gonna blow....Sergent you want me to? I'm gonna blow" I asked but had no control, I could feel it rising in my balls, feel it coming. Rollins reached between my arms and began to pound his own stiff shaft. The Sergent was close, I was close then Rollins started, a drop of white on his piss slit suddenly shot into the air, strings of white cock erupted from his cock. It was, it was...
"I gotta taste it" I gasped. Wrenching my cock from his arse with a plop I dropped my mouth onto his erupting cock. Smooth thick white cum splattered against my mouth, a shot got my tongue.
Gripping my own grime covered shaft I hammered it to bring it on, two, three pumps it it was out. Shooting jizz onto Rollins exposed arse crack I dropped my face hard onto his cock as the last oozing river of cum poured from his cock. Exhausted, satisfied and spent I raised me head to see the Sergent coating the coffee table and his fist with cum. His own composure spent and lasped by lust and release.
With Rollins cum slowly dripping down my face over my lips when I let out a sigh a heavy string of it blew away from mouth and splattered up onto my hot red cheeks.
Fuck that was great...
THE END. Before I write these stories I find pics off the net to get some idea's. If you wanna see the pics used for this story send an e-mail to: jhimuswrite@yahoo.co.uk (mention the 'army' story so I know what you're talking about)