Corps Takes All E18 | The strongest marine ordered me to cum (Patreon)

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It was a kiss that was hard to forget.

He kissed me… after cumming.

The last time he kissed me, I had the feeling that it was in the heat of the moment. I figured it was like a muscle reflex to kiss before fucking.

I felt his heart rate picking up again as his lips grazed mine. It was on its way down after his blowjob, but I felt it spike against my chest as our lips embraced each other.

I wonder if he tasted his own cum inside my mouth. Our tongues didn’t touch, so maybe not. But maybe yes?

“I’m going to fuck you tomorrow,” Hugo whispered. “Damn, is that boner from just sucking me off?” He pushes me up so that I’m straddling him, with my head touching the bottom of the upper bunk bed.

“Yeah. And kissing, I guess.”

“That’s crazy.” He reaches out with his big hand over my crotch then changes direction to pat me on the lap. “Let’s get some shut-eye.”

When morning came, we found that we were going to be doing a 10-mile hike with packs. Not that I’m particularly good at any of the things we do here, except for history and the rifle stuff, but this sort of activity really highlights my weaknesses.

I’m not the tallest, so hiking is already more work for me. And out of the recruits left, I have the least muscle. So the heavy packs are going to put me in a bad position.

It started off fine, but I was struggling by the third mile. By the fifth, I felt the weight of the pack crushing me down. It was getting heavier by the second.

“You can do it, Langford,” Hugo says behind me. Jameson and Cooper march in front of us. Neither of them looks like they’re having a particularly hard time with this challenge.

“I’m trying,” I say.

“A boyfriend is supposed to help carry his lady’s bag,” Cooper snipes with a sly look back at us.

Jameson looks back too, but it’s more one of sympathy. “Come on, man. You don’t need a matching panda eye. Turn your ginger ass back that way.”

“Ah…” I sigh in relief as the load on my back gets significantly lighter. I didn’t need to look to know that Hugo is lifting it from the bottom. I can feel his big presence just behind me.

“PATTERSON! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”

The crushing weight comes back at full force, and it causes my right knee to buckle and I trip forward onto Cooper’s back.

“Yo! Okay, I didn’t fucking touch him!” Cooper turns back and his eyes ignore me as they focus on the man behind me. “My hands are here.” He holds them up while I pull on his arm to get myself back up.

“What in the brokeback fuckery is happening here?” Our drill instructor’s spit lands on my face. “You know what? Don’t answer that. I’m disgusted even thinking about it. UP! GO!”

I summon the last bit of strength I have and push forward. There is some method in their madness. When someone is screaming at you like that, it does help things keep moving. If the 10-mile goal is too far, at least the immediate goal is to get further away from Anderson’s stanky breath.

I couldn’t even have a second to lay down on the ground when we reached the goal post. Anderson got me and Hugo to stand side by side. I had to really lock in mentally to not fall down again in front of them.

“Cheating does not make a marine. Cheaters do not make a marine. You are not doing him a single favor, Patterson,” Anderson seethes.

“Sir, yes sir!” Hugo bellows.

“No more of this bullshit. If Langford here wants to be a fucking man, then he’ll have to grow his own balls.”

“Sir, yes…” I say weakly.

“COOPER!” Anderson shouts over me. The redheaded recruit trots up to us and salutes the instructor. “You bunk with rich boy here. Patterson, you’re with Jameson.”

“Sir, yes sir!” Hugo stands at attention with perfect posture.

“Dismissed, all you worthless pieces of junk.”

“Sir, yes sir!” Hugo takes off in a direction, leaving Cooper and me together.

“Looks like we’ll be spending more time together.” He winks at me with his bruised eye.

Back at the barracks, I looked for an opportunity to talk to Hugo, but there were too many guys around. It’s funny that where we sleep is just one big room, but now that I’m like six beds down, it’s like I’m in a different universe than Hugo.

“Chow!”

We filed out into the cantine, where Hugo was once again a frustratingly unattainable distance away from me.

“Guess we’re sitting together, bunkie,” Cooper says behind me. Hugo is hard to lose in the crowd given the fact he’s taller than everyone else, and he chose a table that’s already full. We put our trays down at an available table and begin to eat the slop. “You told him I fucked you?”

“Hey!”

“Everybody knows you’re the barrack hole, dude. A good tight one at that.” Cooper smirks at me. “He pissed?”

“Yeah, he was.” I look at Hugo’s broad shoulders.

“Hey, it’s what got him out of limbo.” Cooper eats the prison-grade food with way too much enthusiasm. “You going to eat that?”

Wait, where’d Hugo go? I scan the room full of shaved heads. Where is he?

Thunk! A bread roll lands on my tray.

“Do I need to make myself clear here?” Hugo’s voice sends shivers down my spine. Cooper looks above my head, and for a moment, tense energy makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

“You’re the boss,” Cooper says while eating another spoonful of chow. “You can say thanks, you know, for not getting you kicked out of here.”

“Hm,” Hugo grunts. Then his stubble scratches my earlobe. “Forest.”

They knew that we were going to be out for the count after that hike, so the afternoon training was sort of a “free workout period.” As in, we still had to train, but we could choose between certain obstacles.

After the rope climb, I join the crowd of men that have also finished. I wasn’t paying attention to the finishers.

I was paying attention to Hugo’s every movement. When he turned inconspicuously during an “OORAH!” chant to leave the crowd, I followed him off the trail into the forest.

God, my legs are killing me.

“Hugo?” I whisper as I push through some branches. How is someone as big as him getting through this density? “Hugo?” I spin around, looking at trees that look identical to each other.

“Boo.”

“Fuck!” I trip backwards on a branch and fall against a tree.

Hugo chuckles softly and leads the way out to a clearing. I sigh to myself, smile, and follow him.

“You’d make one funny-looking marine, recruit.”

“I’m doing pretty good so far,” I say, untangling my boot from a vine. “Beat out a lot of guys.”

“Yeah, but how are you going to be in actual war?”

“I won’t be.” The faint sound of oorahs seeps through the trees.

“Try to tackle me. Like I’m the enemy,” Hugo says.

“Fuck off,” I say.

“Do it. I’ll go easy on you.” He motions with his hands. “Come on.”

Like there’s any way I can bring this mountain of a man down.

“For fun.” Hugo smiles at me. His rare smile makes me smile too and get in a ready position. “Give me everything you got.”

Alright. I charge at him and aim for his waist. That’s what they taught me to do, because I might have a chance of disrupting the enemy’s balance like this.

It’s like hitting a wall. The impact of me crashing against him makes me rebound rather than move him. Then any momentum I had vanishes as he lifts me by the armpits like I’m a doll. My next view is the treetops, and then Hugo on top of me.

“Nice try.”

“Ah…” The back of my arms touch dirt as Hugo places them above my head. Then, with just one hand he holds my wrists together.

“I said I was going to fuck you.”

His other hand takes down his pants.

“Did you cum last night, recruit?”

“No.” His grip tightens on my wrist.

“What’d you say, recruit?”

“No, sir, no,” I whisper. His lips pull on my bottom lip. I hear stitches tearing in nature’s calmness as he pulls down my underwear and pants roughly.

“You’re going to today.”

“Oh!” His tree-trunk cock rubs against my crack. “Oh fuck… oh fuck…”

I feel myself sweating from every part of my body as he harpoons slowly through me.

“Open, recruit.” I can’t speak so I can’t ask him what he’s referring to. I open my mouth, and he spits in it.

“OhHHh!” I groan loudly as I feel him push past the halfway point. “Ohhhh!”

“Shhh…” He looks up for a second into the dense wood we came through. “Fuck it. You want it, recruit?”

“Yes, sir, yes,” I whimper, touching his muscular body through the tight green clothes. The pressure is relieved from my wrists and his sweaty palm covers my mouth. “MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!”

FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! My legs shake as I lose control of my motor functions. He clamps down on my mouth and puts his head down beside me.

“Fuck, Warren.”

So

Deep!

So

Fucking

Deep!

“Oh… oh…” His masculine instincts kick in and he humps into me.

“MMMM! MMMM!” I moan out of my nose. His incredible weight fills each pump with power. His stomach pushes against my rock-hard cock again, adding to the pressure of his huge cock obliterating my prostate.

I can’t hold it! I can’t hold it! I can’t hold it!

“Oh, you’re about to…” Hugo says in my ear. He lifts himself off me and pulls up my shirt. “Jesus, Warren.” He looks at my cock, swollen to a point where the colour is purple.

“I’m close… I’m close… please fuck me… please fuck me.” I wrap my legs around him and my eyes roll back as he resumes thrusting.

“If we can hear them, they can hear us,” Hugo whispers. His big hands grab my waist, and he pulls me more onto his cock.

“OHHhh!” Birds fly away at my moan.

“How are you so hard? You haven’t even touched it,” he says. His curious face blurs in and out of focus.

He’s going to…

“OhHHHh!” I moan loudly again as his hand covers my cock. My hips move wildly to ride him as much as I can in this position.

“Shut it, recruit!”

“I’m cumming… I’m fucking… cum…” I reach an orgasm, and the immense pressure he has on my prostate makes it feel like the cum can’t project itself out. “Cumming… cumming… cumming…” The liquid painfully starts dripping out of me.

“Oh fuck… your ass… fuck… FUCK!” Hugo pumps rapidly, and the small amount of pressure relieved allows me to start jetting. “Ah!”

Thwack!

Thwack!

THWACK! My hole is stretched to the limit!

THWACK! His cum lubricates his rams.

THWACK! He pulls me up so I’m sitting on him. He holds my head against his strong chest, and I feel the impact of his back hitting the forest ground through his bones.

“Oorah! Oorah! Oorah!” The chanting fills the silences left by our heavy breathing.

“You’re not going to let Cooper fuck you, are you?”

“I wouldn’t even feel him after this.” I try to clench around him to no avail. I can feel him smiling even though my face is still in his chest.

“Good answer, recruit. Maybe that isn’t a bad thing.”

I try to lift my head to see if he was serious, but Hugo’s hand doesn’t budge.