After five grueling days of training with their legionnaire friends in
the famous Equatorial Forest Training Center of the 3rd REI, in Régina, in the
heart of French Guiana, Team Alpha is about to enjoy a well-deserved rest.
Before reaching the lodge that Lieutenant Lechibre has rented on the banks of
the Approuague River, they meet in Régina a small group of Marsouins of the 9th
BIMa, the Marine troops of the FAG, the Armed Forces in French Guiana. One of
them, Adjudant Leloup, is a friend of Woitjek, who attracted him by showing
videos of the Marines' last stay in France...
Leloup then had no difficulty convincing his three mates - and lovers -
to join him. While waiting for the dugout canoes to go down the river, the
Americans made fun of the French military acronym, whose meaning in English
surely escaped their administration. With good humor, the four guys assure that
they will totally assume the irony!
Actually, the lodge reminds the Americans of the jungle of Honduras, but
more sophisticated. Bungalows with all the comforts, scattered in a clearing,
surround a large carbet which dominates the brown river fringed by the emerald
forest. As they are alone and far from everything, Lorpailleur, a young
sergeant who despite his rank is the dominant male of his pack, advises them
that clothes will be absolutely superfluous. Once settled, all gathered in the
carbet to drink some local beers. The heat makes the men indolent, even if the
erect cocks of some testify of the desire which gradually grows. After a while,
Boner gets up and asks around:
“Where's the loo? I need to pee.”
“Everywhere around”, answers Lorpailleur. And joining the gesture to the
word, he goes near the garde-corps and urinates in the void.
“You see? When you have to, you pee, it's as simple as that. Don't you do
that in the States?”
“Not when we have our urinals,” Boner replies, waving Sebastian to come.
The soldier crouches down and Boner releases a powerful golden stream into his
wide-open mouth, which the boy greedily swallows.
“It's good too. Too bad I wasted my cartridges. Come here, soldier, my
cock needs some cleaning!”
Sebastian gobbles up the thick cock of the Sergeant who moans with
contentment. Not to be outdone, Thomas, Jonas, Labit, Lee, Adjudant Leloup and
Corporal Marchand suck the nearest men, and the dogs lick their offered asses.
Lying on the ground, Marchand relishes Aaron's cock, while Woitjek
thrusts three fingers into his anus. The Marsouin spreads his thighs wide for
the Legionnaire to work him deeper, eagerly waiting to be fucked.
Well came to join Jonas to serve Lechibre's cock, at the same time as
Diablo climbs on Thomas' back to fuck him. Seeing the astonished look of the
Master Sergeant Pietri, the Lieutenant proposes him to fuck the Rott. The time
that he hesitates, it is Camerone who fucks Jonas. Lechibre makes him sniff the
new mixture of Doc O'Neil and taken of a bestial frenzy, Pietri gets behind
Well and sodomizes him while growling.
At the other end of the deck, Labit gives himself to Timur, while on a
couch, Boner widens the anus of Première Classe Lee with a giant plug before
fisting him. After sucking him off, Sebastian, clinging to the railing, impales
himself on the dick of Lorpailleur, who lets him do all the work, only giving a
few thrusts from time to time while holding back from cumming.
The other mixture of O'Neil turned Leloup into a bitch in heat. Dickson,
after having fucked it, orders to him to settle head down on a trunk, thighs
wide spread to offer him his half-opened hole. His hand soon sinks between her
buttocks, tearing out moans of pleasure. Meanwhile, Woitjek has finally fucked
Marchand, whose mouth is still planted on Aaron's cock. The tongue of Wolfgang
passes between the buttocks of the Legionnaire, who spreads his legs to better
let the dog lick him.
Whereas Camerone is got down from Jonas' back, the ardor of Diablo makes
Thomas climax, who howls like a wolf! As if galvanized by the vision of the
Marine, Wolfgang seizes the opportunity to hook the hips of Woitjek and to
mount him. Far from resisting, the Legionnaire lets the dog fuck him, trying to
keep him in the ass of Marchand. When the cum spurts into his belly, he himself
spills, followed a moment later by Aaron and Marchand.
With his hand still stuck in Leloup's rectum, Dickson bends down enough
to let the Marsouin swallow his cock. Pushing his fist as far as possible, the
American ejaculates in the mouth of the Frenchie who climaxes naturally.
With a loud scream, Lorpailleur also reaches orgasm and as soon as he has
cum, he asks Sebastian to get on all fours to fist him. On the couch, Boner
fucks Lee who comes almost immediately seeing Labit's semen spurting onto the
floor. In a vigorous grunt, Pietri explodes in Well's rectum at the same time
as Lechibre under the combined action of Jonas' and the Rottweiler's tongues.
Covered with sweat, the soldiers enjoy the languor which now reigns in
the carbet, only disturbed by the panting of the dogs, still tied to the boys.
Then, when the last one finally pulls out, they all go down the stairs to the
river. Bathing in it is a real blessing!
At the end of their stay, they leave each other regretfully. The
Marsouins, who now form a real pack, have won a devoted bitch: the cock now
caged, Adjudant Leloup will submit to their every desire. And to those of all
the men who want to fuck him!
USMC
MGySgt Tucker
F. Boner (T)
MSgt Ethan Dickson (T/B)
Cpl Aaron Amberson (T/B)
Cpl Thomas Servaz (Sub)
PFC Jonas Boise (Sub)
PFC Sebastian Amberson (Sub)
Wolfgang (GSD)
Well (Rottweiler)
Timur (Malamut)
French Foreign Legion
Lieutenant Lionel Lechibre (T/B)
Sergent-Chef Jean-Marc Woitjek (T/B)
Caporal Alain Labit (Sub)
Première Classe Stephen Lee (B)
Camerone (GSD)
Diablo (Labrador)
9e
BIMa (French Marine Troops)
Adjudant Arnaud
Leloup (B)
Sergent-Chef David Pietri (T/B)
Sergent Thibault Lorpailleur (T)
Caporal Thierry Marchand (T/B)
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