Episode 19 | The Men In My Barracks 🪖 (Patreon)

All characters depicted in this story are fictional and 18 years of age or older. Everything portrayed is safe, sane, and consensual.

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Episode 19: My Sergeant Fucked Me Harder Than My Camp Husband

“Good boy,” Ashford said quietly.

The words hung in the air between us. I stood there half-naked in front of his desk, my cock still hard and leaking, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. Ashford’s eyes stayed on me, calm and steady, like he already knew exactly how this night was going to end.

He pushed off the desk and stepped behind me. His large hand came to rest on the back of my neck, firm but not rough. He guided me forward until my hips pressed against the edge of the wooden desk.

“Bend over the desk, Recruit” he ordered, his voice low.

I hesitated for only a second before I leaned forward, placing my hands on the desk. The wood was cool under my palms. Ashford’s body moved in close behind me. His thick bare thighs brushed against the backs of my legs as he stepped in.

He reached down and pulled my underwear and pants the rest of the way down my legs, letting them pool around my boots. Then his hands moved to my ass, spreading me open. The cool air of the office hit my exposed hole and I shivered.

Ashford’s thumb brushed over it, slow and deliberate.

“You are tight as fuck, Rhodes” he murmured. “It’s a shame your pretty boy wasn’t able to loosen it up for me.”

The mention of Ryder sent a fresh wave of guilt through my chest, but it was quickly drowned out by the feeling of Ashford’s finger pressing against my hole. He pushed in slowly, just one finger at first, working it deeper while I tried to stay quiet. The stretch burned, but my cock twitched hard against the desk.

I couldn’t stop thinking about how different this felt from being with Ryder. With Ryder everything was warm and playful and safe. He kissed me and called me his wife and made me laugh even while he was inside me. With Ashford it was something else entirely. Being this close to him made my whole body react in ways I didn’t really understand. My hole clenched around his finger like it already knew who was in charge. A shiver ran down my spine that never happened with Ryder. I loved what I had with Ryder, but something about Sergeant Dominic Ashford made me want to submit completely.

Ashford added a second finger, stretching me wider. He curled them slowly, searching until he found that spot inside me that made my legs shake.

“You’ve been thinking about this since the woods, haven’t you?” he asked, his voice calm. “About what it would feel like to have my cock inside you instead of his.”

I bit my lip and didn’t answer.

Ashford pushed his fingers deeper. “Answer me, Recruit.”

“I… I don’t know, sir,” I whispered.

He chuckled quietly behind me. His free hand came up and gripped the back of my neck again, holding me in place over the desk.

“You do know,” he said. “You just don’t want to say it out loud.”

His fingers kept moving inside me, slow and thorough, opening me up. Every time he brushed against that spot, my cock leaked onto the desk.

“Tell me the truth,” Ashford said, his voice dropping lower. “Whose cock do you want more right now?”

I closed my eyes. The guilt hit me hard. Ryder was probably back in the barracks right now, waiting for me, completely unaware that I was bent over the sergeant’s desk with his fingers inside me. But the truth was sitting heavy in my stomach. Being this close to Ashford, feeling his thick fingers stretching me open, made something inside me shake in a way Ryder never had.

I swallowed hard.

“Yours, sir,” I whispered.

Ashford went still for a second. Then he let out a low, satisfied sound.

“Say it again.”

I took a shaky breath. “I want your cock more than his.”

Ashford pulled his fingers out of me slowly. He stepped in close behind me and I felt the thick head of his cock nudge against my hole.

“It’s about time I show you how a real man fucks,” he said.

He pushed forward.

The stretch was immediate and intense. I gasped and gripped the edge of the desk harder as the fat head of his cock started to push inside me. It was thicker than Ryder’s. Much thicker. The burn made my eyes water.

“Arghh… Sir…” I whimpered.

Ashford paused, letting me adjust. One of his large hands rested on my lower back.

“Thick, is it not?” he asked.

I nodded quickly, my forehead pressed against the desk. “That’s a lot…”

He pushed in a little deeper, slow and controlled. “You can do it, Recruit. I will loosen up this tight hole for you.”

Inch by inch he sank deeper. I could feel every thick inch stretching me open in a way I had never felt before. It was different from Ryder. Ryder had been careful and loving. Ashford was taking what he wanted, but he was still controlled. The fullness was overwhelming. My hole clenched around him involuntarily and Ashford let out a low grunt.

When he was finally all the way inside me, he stayed still. His hips were pressed flush against my ass. I could feel the heat of his body behind me, his heavy frame towering over mine. His cock felt massive inside me, thicker and longer than anything I had taken before. I was breathing hard, trying to adjust to the feeling of being completely filled by him.

Ashford’s hands moved to my hips. He held me there for a moment, letting me get used to the stretch.

Then he started to move.

He pulled back slowly until just the head was inside me, then pushed back in with one smooth thrust. The feeling of his cock sliding in and out made my toes curl inside my boots. He started with long, deep strokes, each one pushing all the way to the hilt. I could feel every inch of him dragging against my insides.

Ashford’s body was solid behind me. His muscular chest and stomach pressed against my back every time he thrust forward. I could feel the power in him, the years of training in those thick arms and heavy powerful legs. Every movement was controlled but rough, like he was holding back just enough to not break me.

“Look at that boy-pussy,” he murmured, his voice rough. “You like your superior’s cock, don’t you?”

I moaned into the desk. I didn’t want to admit it out loud, but my body was betraying me completely. I was pushing back against him without even thinking about it.

“Fuck, Sarge…” I gasped.

Ashford’s hand left my hip and came up to wrap around my throat. He pulled me up slightly so my back was arched, his chest pressed against me. His mouth was right next to my ear.

“Call me Dominic,” he said.

I hesitated for a second.

“I like having a personal relationship with my recruit,” he added, his voice low and rough against my ear.

I nodded as much as his grip on my throat would allow. “Dominic…”

The name felt strange on my tongue, but the second I said it Ashford groaned and started fucking me harder. His thrusts became deeper, faster. The sound of his hips meeting my ass filled the small office.

Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.

Each thrust knocked the breath out of me. I was moaning openly now, unable to stay quiet. The pain from the stretch had turned into something deep and overwhelming. Every time he bottomed out inside me, it sent sparks through my entire body. I could feel his heavy balls slapping against my ass. I could feel how wet my hole was getting around his cock.

Ashford’s hand stayed around my throat, not squeezing hard, just holding me in place while he fucked me.

“Trust me, Recruit,” he said between thrusts. “You don’t want that pretty romantic fucking. I can tell you like being fucked like there is no tomorrow.”

He was right and I hated how much I loved it. I pushed back against him harder, meeting every thrust. The desk creaked under us. My cock was leaking steadily onto the wood beneath me, untouched.

Ashford fucked me harder. The pace became relentless. His powerful body moved behind me like a sex machine, deep and steady and completely in control. I was moaning his name now, over and over, “Dominic… fuck… Dominic…”

The pressure inside me built faster than I expected. I had never come without touching myself before, but something about the way he was hitting that spot deep inside me with every thrust was pushing me right to the edge.

My cock twitched hard against the desk.

“Dominic… I am going to…” I gasped.

It hit me out of nowhere. My whole body tensed and I came harder than I ever had in my life. Thick ropes of cum shot out of me onto the desk, my cock pulsing untouched while Ashford kept fucking me through it. My hole clenched tight around his cock and I shook violently, moaning into the wood.

Ashford chuckled behind me, the sound low and dominant.

“What a good fucking boy,” he said.

He slowed down just enough to reach around my cock and scoop some of my cum onto his fingers. While he kept thrusting into me, he brought his fingers up to my mouth and pushed them between my lips. I sucked on them without thinking, tasting myself on his fingers while he fucked me. The humiliation and the heat of it made my spent cock twitch again.

Ashford pulled his fingers out of my mouth and gripped my hip again. He started fucking me even harder. The desk shook with every thrust. I was still shaking from my orgasm, oversensitive and overwhelmed, but I didn’t want him to stop.

Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.

He buried himself deep one last time and came inside me with a low, rough groan.“Arghhh…Fuck…Recruit Rhodes.” I could feel every thick pulse of his cum filling me up. It was so much. It leaked out around his cock as he kept moving slowly through his orgasm.

When he finally pulled out, I felt empty and sore. Ashford stepped back and looked down at my hole. I could feel his cum dripping out of me and running down my thighs.

“Already starting to open up for me,” he said, sounding satisfied. “It won’t be long before this hole gets used to my fat cock.”

I stayed bent over the desk for a moment, trying to catch my breath. My legs were shaking. Slowly, I pushed myself up and turned around. Ashford was already pulling his underwear and pants back up. I reached down and did the same, wincing as the fabric touched my sensitive cock. I could feel his cum leaking into my underwear from my hole as I pulled them up my hips.

Ashford watched me get dressed. When I was finished, he stepped closer and tilted my chin up with one finger.

“You can keep seeing Recruit Callahan,” he said calmly. “But when I call for you, you come. No matter what. Understood?”

I nodded. “Yes, sir.”

His eyes stayed on mine. “And don’t worry about him getting punished. As long as you keep your end of the deal, he stays out of it.”

I felt a small wave of relief. “Thank you, sir.”

Ashford gave me a small, knowing smile. “Goodnight, Recruit Rhodes.”

I walked out of his office on shaky legs. Every step made me feel the soreness deep inside me. It was different from how I had felt after being with Ryder. This was deeper. More claiming. I could feel Ashford’s cum leaking out of me with every step I took down the dark corridor.

When I reached the barracks, most of the lights were already off. I moved quietly toward our corner. Ryder was lying on my bottom bunk, one arm behind his head. He looked up when he heard me and smiled.

Then his eyes narrowed slightly.

“Fuck, you are walking funny,” he said with a quiet laugh. “I didn’t fuck you that hard last night, did I?”

My stomach twisted with guilt so strong it made me feel sick. I forced a small laugh and sat down on the edge of the bunk next to him.

“I think I ate too much at dinner,” I lied. “Just took a big dump. My stomach is killing me.”

Ryder sat up a little and studied my face. “Ah, that’s where you were. I was starting to wonder.”

I nodded, not trusting my voice. The guilt was crushing me. I had just let Sergeant Ashford fuck me in his office while Ryder was waiting for me back here. I had come harder than I ever had in my life with another man’s cock inside me, and now I was lying to the person who had been nothing but good to me.

Ryder reached out and squeezed my thigh gently. “You okay? You look a little pale.”

“I am fine,” I said quickly. “Just tired.”

He looked at me for another second, then nodded. “Alright. Get some sleep then.”

He leaned in and kissed my cheek softly. “Goodnight, my beautiful wife.”

Then he stood up and climbed into his top bunk. I listened to the sound of him settling in above me.

I lay down on my bunk and stared up at the metal frame. My hole was still sore and I could feel Ashford’s cum slowly leaking out into my underwear. I had told myself I let him fuck me to protect Ryder. But the truth was sitting heavy in my chest.

Every part of me had wanted it.

I had wanted Dominic Ashford to bend me over that desk and fuck me until I could not think straight. I had wanted to feel owned by him. And now I was caught between two men who made me feel completely different things, and I had no idea how to stop wanting both of them.

I was going to lose them both if I kept doing this.

But fuck… I didn’t know if I could really stop.

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Author’s Note: Dissecting Callum | The Men In My Barracks 🪖

Episode 20 will then be released on 28th July.