Low Rank Private

Morning came soon enough.  My bunk violently rocking me awake.  “Rise and shine Private.”  The Sergeant was at the foot of my bunk.  My eyes fluttered open as I tasted the previous nights deluge of cum resonating on my breath.

“0600, Private.  You don’t want to keep LTC Madsen and Colonel Parker waiting.  Get your worthless ass up and get to the showers.”

“Yes sir, Sergeant.”

I quickly popped up.

“Still in that dirty jock?”

“Yes sir.”

The Sergeant followed me to the shower room.  My barrack mates were usually up and out by 0500.  Even after them leaving, the shower room was still damp and smelled of men and cum.  The scent made my cock throb in my dirty jockstrap.

“You have one minute to clean up slug.”  The Sergeant blared.

I positioned myself under a nozzle and reached out to turn on the water.

“Not yet maggot, I’ll tell you when to turn the water on. About face Private!”

I rotated to face the Sergeant.  He was unzipping his fly.  He reached in and released his thick cock.

“On your knees Private.”

My knees already had touched the damp tile before he finished his statement.

Looking up at him.  He stiffly pulled his arm up and pressed a button on his watch.

“You have one minute to shower.  Your time begins now.”  He firmly stared down at me and his cock started releasing a hot stream of piss.

“Bathe faggot.”

I knew I should have been repulsed, but I knew my place and began rubbing my chest and stomach as his manly water soaked my skin.

“That’s it Private, rub it in.  You have 40 seconds left.”

I leaned in letting the Sergeant’s piss lather my face and mouth.  His taste sent jolts to my crotch.  My hands rubbing my neck as my jock was soaked through.  The Sergeant had unlocked a new service for me to provide, and he knew it.

“A urinal for me and my men.  That’s all you are.”

His stream subsided and I was quickly reminded who was in charge.  He was right.  It was my duty to serve however he saw fit. The Sergeant switched on the water valve and stepped back.  A rush of icy cold water hit the top of my head.

“Ten seconds.”

I quickly washed what I could.  Still on my knees, the water stopped just as my countdown to one ended.

“Now make yourself presentable for Christ sakes.”

I shuffled back to my bunk in my wet jock.  I quickly toweled off while the Sergeant scribbled a note.  He watched me get dressed.  As I sat on my bunk and pulled my boots on he stepped in front of me.  The outline of his cock in his uniform just before my eyes.

“Take this note to the commander.  You can read it on the way.”

I took the folded note and SGT Hill grabbed my chin and tilted my head back to look toward his face above.

He held my chin for a moment, but it felt like an eternity.  He grinned slightly.  Looking up I returned with a smile.  His lips puckered and he spit at my mouth.

“Dismissed Private.”

Licking my lips, I left the barracks and headed across the parade field.  Unfolding the note that SGT Hill sent along with me.

LTC Madsen-

For your use.  Return when you see fit.

-SGT

I blushed as I folded the note back in half and felt my cock twitch in my damp jock pouch.  What would the LTC and Parker do to me.  How long would I be in their possession?  Would this be a new assignment?  My stomach was in knots.

I reached the commander’s office and sat waiting just outside of his door like the morning before.  I could hear muffled conversation through the door.  I couldn’t make out what they were discussing, but I adjusted myself in the chair and could feel my hole getting wet.  No doubt it was the LTC’s load from yesterday still trying to cling to my insides but escaping.  I licked my bottom lip.  It still tasted like the sergeant’s saliva.

I closed my eyes as I waited. The night’s seemingly endless use of my throat for my company had taken its toll.  As much as I enjoyed pleasing my bunk mates and my protein diet, my cock desperately needed relief.  I could feel it pressing against my thigh as the drying jock started to itch.  It was covered in my precum, other men’s cum and now the Sergeant’s piss.  I was marked as a faggot.  I’m sure any real man could smell me from a mile away.

The door of the office opened.  My eyes opened just as LTC Madsen stepped out.  I quickly stood at attention.

“Good Morning Private.”

“Good Morning Sir.”

He stepped to the side, and I saw a man sitting on the couch in his office.

“Come in, Private.”

As I entered the LTC closed the door behind me.  I heard the click of the lock as the man on the couch stood.  He was lean and at least 6’-4” by my estimate.  It was Parker.

His skin a deep shade of brown, his face clean shaven just as his head.  I saluted and stood at attention.

“At ease Private…Fuckhole.”  The Colonel said as a smile came across his face.

I could feel my face flushing red.  He had watched Madsen use me in the conference room yesterday.  I had no idea what the consequences were going to be.

“No need to be embarrassed Private Fuckhole.  The Army has traditions and your duty as company fuckhole is an important role.”  LTC Madsen said as he and the Colonel looked me over.

I was still clutching the sergeant’s note in my hand.

“A message for me Private?”

“Yes, sorry sir.” Handing Madsen the note.

He unfolded, read it, and chuckled.  He handed to the Colonel and they both laughed.   

Colonel Parker sat back down on the leather couch.

“You see, Private, I have a difficulty finding a proper hole.  One that is trained to take on anything I throw at it.  When Madsen here told me about your services, I had to see for myself.  Our conference call yesterday sealed the deal.  Get undressed Private.”

“Yes sir Colonel.”

I quickly undressed as the two officers watched.  I neatly folded my uniform as Madsen had instructed yesterday.  Hopefully this pleased the Colonel as well.

Both were rubbing their bulges as I turned back to face them.  Madsen sat on the couch next to the Colonel.   The sound of the leather couch echoed in the office as the both adjusted themselves.

“Damn fuckhole, that is one of the dirtiest jockstraps I have set eyes on.  How long have you been wearing it?” Parker asked as he started to unzip his pants.

“Over a week Sir.  I’m not really sure the exact number of days.  I only take it off to shower.”

“Why are you still standing over their fuckhole.  When the Colonel unzips your position is on your knees.” Madsen barked.

“Sir Yes Sir.”

I knelt between Parker’s spread legs as I reached to undo his belt.

“What the biggest cock in the company, private?” the colonel asked.

I racked my brain.  There had been so many.  I searched my cocksucker memory. Darren’s was bigger than the sergeant and Madsen’s, but was it the biggest?

“He’s serviced so many that he can’t remember.” Madsen laughed.

“Eight inches, I think, Sir.” I slowly slid his leather belt loose and undo his button?

“Any of them uncut?”

“A couple Sir” I say as I begin to pull his pants open.

“Well fuckhole, today is your lucky day.  The Colonel here has the biggest cock on the base.  The trouble is, recently, there has been no one here that can take it.”

The cocksucker that I had become was eager to release the Colonel’s cock.  I slipped my finger under the waistband of his BVDs and slowly tugged them over the mount of meat that lay beneath.  My eyes widened as his cock flopped out and fell against his smooth abdomen.  It was at least 7” soft and quickly swelling.  A thick layer of dark foreskin covered its tip.

“Get to work private.  Show me you have earned this.”

I began to stroke the Colonel’s piece.  It was definitely the biggest I had ever seen.  Still hardening in my hand it was as thick as my forearm.  How was I going to manage getting this into my body?

My contemplation was quickly interrupted when I felt Madsen’s firm hand across my cheek.

“What are you waiting for fuckhole.  The Colonel doesn’t have all day!”

I snapped to my senses and placed the head of the large shaft at my lips.  I stuck out my tongue and immediately tasted the Colonel’s salty precum.  My tongue probed his foreskin, desperate to reach the mushroom head that I knew was hidden beneath.  I could feel his wet piss slit with the tip of my tongue.

“That’s good Private. Do you like my taste?  I never pull the foreskin back when I take a leak.  Only let cocksuckers like yourself clean under there for me.  You like it don’t you?  The company cocksucker fuckhole.”

I could only nod and except the fact that I was exactly as he described.  I added my other hand around his thick shaft.  My fingers barely intersected at the top of it.  I swirled my tongue around the head and the Colonel grabbed my ears and began to pull my head closer.

I stretched my lips and adjusted my jaw trying to please him.  My eyes began to water as his head bumped into the back of my throat.  There was no way I could suck him like I had the others.  This was impossible.  I started to gag.  Fearful that my belly of company spunk was going to come up, I began to squirm on the floor.  My knees pushing under the front of the couch.   I was trapped.

“Breathe through your nose private.” The Colonel said firmly.

Madsen leaned forward and placed his hand on the back of my head as I felt the Colonel’s cock lengthen.  It inched further into my throat as the firm grip on my head push me further down.

“Good private. Keep going.  Only a few more inches to go.”

“Damn fuckhole, I think you are going to do it.  All 11 inches of my cock.  I haven’t seen a cocksucker take the whole thing in a long time.”

I closed my glassy eyes and my throat was contracting and accepting the invasion.  What I thought was impossible had become reality when I felt the Colonel’s pubes tickle my nose.

The Lt colonel’s hand rubbed down my back and I felt his finger slide in my well used hole.

“Still wet from yesterday I see private.  I’m glad the men have been keeping you lubed and ready.”

The Colonel began to rock my head back and forth along his massive bazooka sized cock.  It was so thick that barely any of my saliva was able to escape my lips.  He would pull me back halfway on the shaft just until his head was at the back of my throat and then pull me back towards him until my chin dug into his swelling balls.

“Yeah Parker use his throat.  Private faggot loves to suck army cock.”  Madsen stood and unleashed his own thick 7” army cock and stepped behind me.  “Spit for lube today fuckhole.” As he bent down and spat at my leaking hole.

As the Colonel assaulted my mouth Madsen wrapped the waist band of my filthy jock around his wrist.  Twisting it tightly as he placed his cock at my crack.

I instinctively reached back and pulled my cheeks wide to open my hole for the Lt colonel’s impending maneuvers.

“See Colonel I told you private fuckhole here would be a fast learner.  Sloppy hole and throat.  Too bad he smells of the Sergeant’s piss.”  He and the Colonel laughed as Madsen thrust into me.

I tried to hold in my moan but grunted around the Colonel.

“Fuck Madsen keep fucking that ass.  The moaning on my cock feels great.”   

The officers railed me from both ends.  Parker’s hands on my head and Madsen’s on my hips.  My mind went blank.  My brain worked to control my throat and ring to please the two higher ranking men.  They worked in unison to the point that I felt like their cocks were meeting in my cum filled belly.

“I’m close Parker.  Let’s fill him with our cum.”   

“Oh yeah Madsen, fuck him harder.  Make him moan like a the bitch cocksucker he is.”

I could feel the two cocks swelling inside me, the end was coming soon.  At least I hoped it would.  If not these two would rip me in half on the floor of the commander office.

Killed in action my file would say.  I doubt getting fucked to death was something that the Army would put in my file.

The Colonel pushed in as far as allowable.  He grunted loudly as his load cascaded down my gullet.  Choking down the Colonel’s load was going to be easy, his cock was nearly to my stomach at this point.

As his balls tightened on my chin, I felt the hot flood of the Lt Colonels cum coat my prostate.   His final thrust pushing it in deeper.  He smacked my ass and stood slinging the last of his load on my back.

“What did I tell you Parker.  Like Hill said, best throat on the base.”

“Indeed.” the Colonel smiled as he pushed me off his length.  “Didn’t gag much at all.”

He slid his fingers around in my mouth.  “Swallowed everything like a good cocksucker.”

“Did you like that Private fuckhole?”

“No sir”

“Your cock says otherwise.”

I looked down to see the head of my cock peeking out of my waistband.  I reached down and pushed my cock down into the pouch.

I knew I was there for the officer’s pleasure, not my own.  The Colonel sat forward and twisted my nipples.  I winced trying to not show my pain.  He tugged at my ball sack just as the Sergeant did most mornings.

“When’s the last time you came Private?”

“Um, last week sir.  In my sleep.  I woke up wet.”

The two laughed and stood above me as they zipped back up.

“What are you still doing here Private Fuckhole?  Get your slimy ass dressed and back to your barracks.”  Lt Colonel Madsen said as he fell into his desk chair.

“Us men have some planning to do.”

The Colonel walked over to me as I finished dressing.  I stood at attention.  My throat and ass sore from the pounding they had brought upon me.

He placed his hand firmly around my throat.  Glaring into my eyes.  “Don’t you cum again until ordered Private.  Do you understand?

I nodded in agreement.

“What?”

“Yes sir”.

He released me.  My eyes went back to Madsen.

“Dismissed Private.”