"You'll see Boner, by mid-December, the weather in Florida is much
nicer than that of Virginia," CMSgt Lomax had said to convince Boner to
join him and five of his boys for a trip to Avon Park.
The Sergeant didn't hesitate. It was not often that he had the
opportunity to spend good time with some USAF guys on a base known for its
civilian side and, for once, without any training involved! He and his squad
needed a break after an intense year, which culminated in their participation
in the search for the collapsed building in Miami in July. A truly traumatic
experience where they found nothing but dead bodies...
The huge advantage of the Avon Park base, apart from the mild winter, was
that they had arrived there directly by plane. Lomax's C-130 had just stopped
in Blacksburg to pick them up and once there, two soldiers from the 598th Range
Squadron had escorted them a little outside the base, to an isolated house that
Lomax had rented for the weekend. A nice surprise, Bobby Lachat and Lech
Stroud-Bale, the guys from the 598th with whom Thomas and Aaron had already
befriended, will be one of them.
After taking possession of the place, the soldiers get comfortable. As
Lomax said, it is warm enough for them to go without clothes, and the house,
surrounded by woods, is far enough away that there is no risk of being seen.
The fridge is full of food. Beers just wait to be drunk. The soldiers’ first toast
celebrate this weekend that promises to be truly memorable!
Less than fifteen minutes later, Thomas, Sebastian, Jonas, Lachat and
Maillol, one of Lomax's guys, are sucking the erect penises of their mates.
Lomax, who has spotted a sturdy hook in the ceiling, shackles Sebastian's
wrists and hangs him, leaving Ryan and O'Connor, his two loyal seconds, free to
play with him. And while O'Connor tortures the tits of the Marine, Ryan shoves
his cock up his ass. Lachat comes squatting in front of O'Conor to blow him
while Wolfgang licks his cock.
At a wave from Boner, Thomas and Stroud-Bale are ordered to get on all
fours over Wolfgang whose cock they share. Timur goes from one ass to the other
with the firm intention of fucking one of them. Boner, presuming that
Stroud-Bale has never given himself to a dog, decides that he will be the first
bitch. He removes the butt-plug from the aviator who only understands that the
dog will fuck him when he gets on his back... He tries to resist, but a whiff
of Bitched! overcomes his reluctance. Timur sodomizes him, making him squeal as
his knot dilates his rectum. And as the Malamute plows him, the boy starts
licking Wolfgang's anus. Boner, satisfied, can devote himself to Thomas to whom
he pushes his hand into his pussy.
After entrusting Sebastian to his boys, Lomax went to join Dickson,
Manilow, Jonas and Well. The Rottweiler licks his master while Jonas sucks the
Airman, who already has three fingers in the anus of the dog. With a pat on the
buttocks, Lomax intimates to Jonas to move in front of him to fuck him, telling
his subordinate to fuck the dog who is waiting for that.
After opening his pussy with a good thrust of his cock, Aaron left
Maillol to Sanders. Now that the Sergeant has emptied his balls, unloading deep
into his mate, Aaron leads him to a coffee table. Arm erect, elbow resting on
the tray, he doesn't need to explain to the airman what to do: the soldier
immediately impales himself on the lubricated fist, his pretty cock erect
between his thighs, right in front of the Marine's face. Barely bending over,
Aaron takes it in his mouth, while Sanders, standing on the table, floods
Maillol's torso with a fragrant piss.
If Timur is down from Stroud-Bale, Wolfgang is up on Thomas, which does
not stop Boner from fisting his Corporal. With an ass like that, there is
enough space for a knot and a hand! Maneuvering carefully, he moves their trio
so that Stroud-Bale can suck him off, squirting down his throat moments later.
With a simultaneous roar, Lomax and Manilow reach orgasm. The dick of
Manilow, smeared with Well' s shit, ends up in Jonas' mouth, who cleans it
conscientiously and then feasts on the piss that Manilow washes down his throat
right afterwards.
Unfazed, Ryan still smashes Sebastian's ass, while O'Connor fucks Lachat.
When Sebastian lets out a long moan while spurting through his urethral plug,
O'Connor also comes, soon followed by Lachat and Ryan.
With this first shot, the mood of the weekend is established, but above
all, Stroud-Bale and Maillol have found their roles: from passive, they have
become submissive, a status that is made official by the chastity cages that
now adorn their underbellies.
" Tell me, Lomax, there will be not enough beds for
everyone..." said Boner as he returned from an inspection of the rooms
with Dickson.
"I know, but there's a kennel out back," Lomax replies, petting
Thomas to whom he's just put his dogtail back. " It will be perfect for
our little bitches, yes? "
Thus, for the next two nights, Thomas, Maillol and Stroud-Bale will sleep
in it, while Well, Timur and Wolfgang will stay in the house...
USMC
Alpha dogs
MGySgt Tucker
F. Boner (T)
MSgt Ethan Dickson (T/B)
Cpl Thomas Servaz (Sub)
Cpl Aaron Amberson (T/B)
PFC Jonas Boise (Sub)
PFC Sebastian Amberson (Sub)
Wolfgang (GSD)
Well (Rottweiler)
Timur (Malamute)
USAF
CMSgt
Lomax (T)
SSgt Dave Ryan (T)
TSgt Larry O'Connor (T/B)
A1C Trevor Manilow (T/B)
A1C Phil Maillol (B)
Amn Toussaint Sanders (T)
598th Range Squadron
A1C
Lech Stroud-Bale (B)
Amn Bobby Lachat (T/B)
