From time to time, Thomas goes to the edge of the forest to spy on the Marines at the military camp. He has found a vantage point from which he can watch them exercise and train their dogs. According to Wilson, the small unit specializes in training rescue dogs.
Lurking in the thicket, Thomas can watch for hours as the soldiers train, their shirts clinging to their muscles with sweat. Soon he begins to masturbate regularly, imagining their cocks emptying into his ass.
He begins to sneak closer and closer to the fence, not noticing the surveillance cameras mounted on the posts, nor that two of the Marines he is spying on have long since spotted him...
A few days later, on a beautiful late afternoon, Thomas ventures even closer to the camp, to a parking lot from which he can almost see into the barracks.
Behind the wall, he spends a moment watching the soldiers without seeing any of them, then he thinks he could make a graffiti sign, since he has spray paint in his pocket. He writes "Fuck the Army" in red letters on a warning sign. On second thought, he thinks it's childish, but it's the first thing that comes to mind.
He has to pee, so he pulls down his pants and starts urinating on the hot tar. He is startled to hear a big car park behind him.
"Don't move!" a man's voice says. "Hands on your head! Turn around slowly."
Thomas obeys. The pants finish sliding down around his ankles, and the young man, cock exposed, is facing a Marine holding a German Shepherd on a leash.
"Hey, Dickson, this wouldn't happen to be the little tenant from the hunter's cabin, would it?"
The soldier circles him, letting the dog sniff his buttocks and run its tongue between them. He pushes the dog aside and runs his fingers along the wet crack. Without mercy, he pushes his middle finger into the anus. Thomas immediately hardens.
"Naked!" the soldier orders.
The soldier leads him to the Humvee while the other one examines the contents of his backpack. He forces him to bend forward and spreads his legs. Again the middle finger penetrates his anus, soon followed by the ring and index fingers. Thomas moans as he opens his ass.
"Just like Wilson said! A nice little hole, well opened!"
Thomas hears a zipper come down before he feels the Sergeant's cock penetrate him. Out of the corner of his eye he sees that the other Marine has found his cell phone and is taking pictures of him while his buddy fucks him panting. Underneath his belly, the German Shepherd licks his balls, and when his tongue passes over his glans, Thomas spits his cum into the dog's mouth, screaming with pleasure.
Behind his back, the Marine pushes deeper, then pulls out.
"Damn good ass," he says, slapping him on the butt. "You got real potential, boy, that's for sure!"
He wipes his dick with Thomas's T-shirt.
"You sent the pictures?" he asks his partner.
"Yes, to his whole directory."
"Perfect! Do you want to take him?"
"Are you kidding me, Boner? An ass like that, you can't say no!"
He pulls out his cock, which is even bigger than the Sergeant's, and shoves it in all at once, up to the balls. He fucks him slowly at first, then faster and faster, before he comes with a real roar, his body shaking with uncontrollable spasms. After a few moments of silence, the Marine grunts as Thomas feels a hot fluid fill his rectum. Dickson has just relieved himself! He finally pulls back and grabs Thomas' wrists to cuff him, arms behind his back.
"Tighten your buttocks so that not a drop leaks out! And clean my cock!"
Thomas' cell phone beeps as he licks the shit, piss and cum off his cock.
"Any answers?" Boner asks.
"Wilson. He's giving us the boy."
"All right, listen, kid, tomorrow you start a new chapter in your life. Understand?"
"Sir, yes, sir!"
"Too bad we don't have more time," Dickson sneers. "Wolfgang would like to fuck you too. But it's only a matter of time, you little slut, because you're ours now..."
USMC
Camp Meadows, VA
MGySgt Tucker F. Boner (T)
MSgt Ethan Dickson (T/B)
Wolfgang (GSD)
Civilians
Thomas Servaz (B)