Combat training

That bastard of a sergeant had kicked his ass mercilessly, really all places in his body hurt him. The nastiest thing was: the pig had not done it himself, but had it done to him! As punishment for a prank he’d pulled at field training, he had to be a sparring partner, or rather punching bag, for the entire recruit boxing group, yes, right away for the whole damn lot. One of these fuckers he could easily handle; he was, after all, one of the best boxers in the camp, but twelve in a row without a break, those guys (who, of course, also smelled blood: finally letting loose on a somewhat senior!) who had really gone all out on him and didn't know when to stop. Especially against the last three, he had barely managed to defend himself.

He had simply needed a few hours' rest and had thrown himself onto his bunk, boxing trunks and all, to regain his strength. But now he was back at it again, and he had only one thought: revenge on that motherfucker! He was going to run at him and beat him k.o. with one punch, best in front of all the mates. The sarge was a little squirt, after all, and not more than a few years older ... what the hell did he think he was! He made a few jumps, clenched his fists, landed some hard punches in the air and walked into the main building. There stood that faggot, explaining something to a group of recruits around him. His whole body tensed as soon as he saw him. He inconspicuously walked towards him from the side, took aim at that grinning gob and lashed out with a right direct...

The next second, he was lying on his nose on the ground. A stabbing pain in his shin told him what had happened. The sergeant had kicked his leg out from under him with one swipe. He tried to get up, but too late: he felt the weight of a body on his back, his shorts were pulled down and something moist pressed between his buttocks.

“As I said, men, rebellion is not tolerated here! And now I will show how such corporal punishment can turn out. Besides solitary confinement, we also know here what is known as anal humiliation; it goes like this...”

The sergeant may not have been that big in stature, but his cock was! A piercing pain as he entered, and then a furious pounding, alternating with fists on his body. There was no end to it. He just had to cry like a girl, would have preferred to hide his head under the ground. And worst of all: his own cock, which kept getting pounded against the ground, became painfully hard....