Corps Takes All E4 | My bunkmate thanks me by letting me get off with his dick in my mouth (Patreon)

Everyone is over the age of 18

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Hugo lucked out big time the next day. An unexpected storm hit us early in the morning and basically everything was cancelled. We can probably say that we all lucked out, because you can feel the exhaustion in the air from all the recruits. I may not have the muscles that they all do, but there’s no way they aren’t hurting from intense physical training everyday. I caught a couple of them smiling when Anderson announced to us that it will be a day off.

“DON’T SMIRK, LADIES. TOMORROW WILL BE DOUBLE THE BOOTCAMP FOR YOU. THIS PLATOON BETTER BE SO SPOTLESS THAT YOU CAN LICK IT. AND I WILL MAKE ONE OF YOU DO IT!” 

The mood lightened up after he left, and the group of men were the most relaxed we’ve been since day 1. I was completely happy to stay in bed and doze off while listening to them banter below me. We never get enough sleep as it is, and the interruptions to do fire watch is the nail in the coffin. 

Of course though, the testosterone started to spill over the top by the time noon rolled around. Some of the guys gathered enough of the letter paper they gave us and rolled it into a ball. Then it became some kind of made up game of a mix of basketball and dodgeball. It was actually pretty entertaining to watch from my bird’s eye view.

When the paper wad wasn’t coming directly at my face anyway. 

“Yo Langford! Pass!” One of the more athletic guys, Cooper, shouts at me. Another guy, Jameson, is quickly making his way over. I really don’t want him to climb up to me, so I quickly chuck the paper wad at Cooper. 

“Hey! Traitor!” Jameson climbs up my bunk and slaps me on the arm. “You’re on the right side of the platoon. That’s my team.”

“Is that what we’re playing?” I rub my bicep where he hit me. The guys here are ridiculously strong. “You guys should have pinnies.” 

Best suggestion I could’ve dreamt up. Jameson agreed, and he shouted at the other guys. The guys that sleep on my side of the hall took their shirts off and it was… spectacular. Most of them were fit from the get go, but 4 weeks of rigorous military training has made a difference. In another life, any of them would fit in perfectly at a gay porn studio. The number of abs were impossible to count. 

And, because we were stuck in the platoon with them running around, the growing smell of their combined sweat was making my heart beat funny. Jameson is especially cute with his treasure trail, but Cooper with sweat soaking in the middle of his tight green shirt is really hot too.

“If you don’t stop staring, they’ll know.”

“Huh?” I turn from the game to face Hugo, who is leaning against our bunkbed to leave pressure off his foot. 

“You think we can’t tell when you ogle us like a piece of meat?” Hugo says. “You make it fucking weird in the showers.”

My face burns. I don’t try to stare in the showers, but I am still a man. A gay one at that. It’s hard not to look at the hottest crop of men I’ve ever come across in my life. Wet and naked too. 

“Let’s go,” Hugo says. He tentatively tries to place more weight on his ankle. It must be feeling better because his limp is a lot less obvious. 

“Right now?”

“You ask any more questions and you ain’t going nowhere,” he says, walking away from me without saying more. “Don’t follow me too close.”

Sir, yes sir. I say in my mind. The rest of the guys are still distracted by their game, so I wait another half a minute before climbing down my bunk and following Hugo. 

I knew where he was going to be. He never talks to me unless he wants a blowjob, so I quietly slip into the storage closet, and basically walk straight into his chest. He must be at last 2 heads taller than I am. 

Normally, he lets me suck him off after training, so I’m used to a certain dirty musky scent in the closet. Today, he hasn’t even broken a sweat. He smells like his deodorant mostly, which is driving me crazy. I get down on my knees and help him pull down his pants. 

“Go,” he commands. I put his hung soft cock in my mouth and suckle. There’s a certain way that he never gets hard right away that turns me on. He really is straight and is just looking for a way to release. 

I have to work twice as hard just to get him hard. 5 times as hard if I want his cum.

“Get yourself off. Just this time. For last night.”

I moan with his meaty snake in my mouth. I almost worry that I didn’t hear him right, but the message was clear as day. I put my hand in my pants, half expecting for him to kick it away like he did the first time. 

“Ah…” I moan with my hand around my rock-hard cock. I haven’t gotten off since the start of bootcamp, and I’ve swallowed at least a dozen of his loads by now. The feeling of my mouth full of him is really getting me off. 

“Just cause you’re touching your pathetic excuse of a dick doesn’t mean you need to suck cock badly.” Hugo slaps my bald head. “I need to get off too.”

“Suh...yuh…suh..” I up the rhythm that I suck and am rewarded by the blood flowing into his organ. It flicked a switch in my brain and I became the submissive cocksucker that I yearn to be.

“Oh, you want it today,” Hugo sighs. His cock swells up in my mouth, making it harder to suck as my jaw gets stretched. A jab into my throat makes me gag, and he takes himself out so we don’t make too much noise. “God, you’re pathetic.”

There I am, kneeling in front of him, jerking off in my pants with watery eyes.

“You really are going to cream yourself like this, aren’t you?”

I nod.

“You really are going to cream yourself like this, aren't you, recruit?” he repeats himself.

“Sir, yes sir.” I nod again, jerking myself hard while watching him jerk slowly.

“Back up against the door.” 

I do so and he moves towards me, pushing my skull against the door by smooshing me with his groin. I open my mouth desperately to find his cock, and he shoves it inside me. 

“Do. Not. Gag.”

“Suh..Yuh…SUh…”

His balls are on my chin! His balls are on my chin!

“You gag one more time on my shit and I’m leaving.”

“Suh..Yuh..Suh…”

Hugo knocks on my head twice and then starts to face fuck me. The submissive part of me takes over, and it’s like it allows my gag reflex to be overridden. 

Content with the fact that I’m not gagging, he pumps his hips into my willing mouth.

“Dumb fuckin beta…cocksucking whore…” he mutters to himself.

I just sit there, feeling the impacts of his weight pushing my head into the door. On the other side of the door, I hear the other recruits hooting and hollering at their game. And I jerk off, waiting for the good moment. 

The right moment to release with him.

“You ready for my load, recruit?” 

“Suh, yus, suh!”

“Take it then!!!” Hugo grunts and shoves himself deep in my throat. I feel him deposit his seed in me, and I jerk myself past the point of no return.

“MMm…MM…MMM…” Weeks full of cum flows out of me intensely, making me squirm.

“Shut up!” Hugo slaps my head and pushes his dong even deeper into my throat, completely clogging up my ability to make noise. Still, I squirm as a never ending stream of liquid flows out of me and into my underwear.

KNOCK KNOCK! “Hey, Langford, you in there?”

It’s Jameson. 

Hugo pulls out of me quickly and I gasp loudly, cum still pulsing out of me.