June 15, 2025

Forbidden area! – Part 320 – Home Run

Troy Hope, the coach of the Roanoke Cubs, invited the Alpha Dogs to spend the weekend at his home with his players. Boner immediately offered to bring some of the Blacksburg Dogs, convinced that it would be beneficial for the two teams to meet, even though they don't play the same sport—except in the bedroom.

The coach's big house, on the outskirts of Roanoke, is far enough away from the road to be free to do whatever you want. It's home to the most loyal Cubs, who have become quasi-permanent residents. They are at the coach's disposal, which pleases them greatly, as well as Benji, his son. Benji himself opens the door for the Marines and football players. He's naked, his penis almost as big as Tepes', erect in all the splendor of his youth.

"Dad and the boys are waiting for you downstairs," he says. "You can undress here."

The basement is set up as a gym with lockers, showers, and urinals. Gym mats have been laid out in the middle and a soiled rug lies a little further back. The team members are already naked, and Boner and Dickson are thrilled to find that Drake Simmons, their submissive, is wearing a diaper as they suggested to Troy Hope. Curiously, the young men from both teams seem a little intimidated, but the ice melts when their respective coaches start kissing, fondling, and jerking each other off, especially when Well comes to lick their cocks. Footballers, baseball players, and Marines mingle—bottoms falling at the feet of tops to suck them hungrily, and dogs licking each other's asses. Before things get too far, Boner calms everyone down and asks Aaron, Tepes, Benji, and Daemon to line up.

"What a beautiful herd of stallions!" he says, admiring their cocks of which Tepes' is undoubtedly the biggest. “Thomas and McKinley, stop drooling. You'll obviously be these gentlemen's mares. The rest of you are free to choose who to fuck!"

He soon kneels in front of Danzer, who is lying on his back and being sucked by Jonas, as he explores his already wet pussy. The young man grabs the Sergeant's dick and brings it into his mouth, sucking it as fervently as the Marine sucks his own. Meanwhile, Dickson and Grabitt fuck Sebastian and Tanner, who are on all fours in front of them. Dickson soon prefers to fist Tanner but, seeing a bat beside the mattress, decides to sodomize him with it. Following his example, Grabitt thrusts his hand into Sebastian's anus. On the Marine's advice, he adds a second hand, making the young man yelp with pleasure.

Rattsinger, Peace, and Simmons put themselves at Bonhard's service. The Bitched! they've been snorting makes them particularly lustful, including Rattsinger, usually more active than passive. Bonhard orders them to get on all fours so Timur, Genghis, and Olaf can fuck them. Fascinated by the Great Dane's pink anus, which pulses as he fills Simmons, Bonhard crouches behind him and, emboldened by a puff of Beast!, licks his pucker greedily, thrusting his tongue into it as far as he can. He imagines how it will feel to fuck the dog, which he soon does. From the sigh of satisfaction he lets out as he thrusts his cock into the dog's warm belly, it's obvious that he was way off base.

With Well, Troy Hope doesn't bother with foreplay. He simply spits in his hand to lubricate his cock and immediately plunges into his ass. In front of him, Wilson fucks the Rotty's mouth, who ends up spit-roasted between the two coaches.

Serving the stallions group, Thomas and McKinley move from cock to cock until Benji fucks the first and Tepes shoves his huge device up the second's ass. While waiting their turn, Aaron and Donkey jerk off in front of their comrades. When Benji ejaculates with a grunt into Thomas, immediately followed by Tepes, they can't resist orgasming and cum together, screaming with delight. By the time they regain their stiffness, they thrust their hands into both submissives in a foursome fisting game that leaves Thomas and McKinley panting and so prodigiously open that they soon take two cocks up the ass at once.

Jonas finally gets down on all fours to be taken by Danzer. Boner moves behind the baseball player as soon as he has penetrated the Marine, fucking him in turn and setting the pace for their copulation. Beside them, Dickson and Grabitt fuck Tanner and Sebastian with loud grunts and groans until Grabitt lets out a long, hoarse cry as he ejaculates into Sebastian's belly, drawing as often all the other males into an irresistible, serial orgasm.

"Who'd have thought we could organize a match between baseball players and footballers?" Troy Hope observes.

"And a match where everyone's a winner!" Wilson agrees. "Ready for the second half?" he asks, presenting his ass to Troy.

*Forbidden area! – Part 292 – A Game of Bats and Balls

USMC
Camp Meadows, VA
Alpha dogs
 SgtMaj Tucker F. Boner (T)
 MGySgt Ethan Dickson (T/B)
 SSgt Aaron Amberson (T/B)

 Sgt Thomas Servaz (Sub)
 LCpl Brad “Stud” Tepes (T/B)
 Cpl Jonas Boise (Sub)
 Cpl Sebastian Amberson (Sub)
 Well (Rottweiler)
 Timur (Malamut)
 Gengis (Australian dog)

Raonoke Cubs Baseball team
 Coach 
Troy Hope (T/B)
 Benji ‘The Bat’ Hope (T)
 Walt Grabitt (T/B)
 Will Danzer (T/B)
 Finnegan Bonhard (T/B)
 Rodrigo Peace (T/B)
 Drake Simmons (B)

Blacksburg Dogs football team
 Coach Brock Wilson (T/B)
 Don “Donkey” Daemon (T)
 Art Rattsinger (T/B)
 Willy Tanner (B)
 Paul “Pussy” McKinley (Sub)
 Olaf (Great Dane)

 

June 1, 2025

Forbidden area! – Part 319 – Hole in One

For the Riverbanks Military Academy alumni* reunion, Sledge, who is in charge of organizing the event, decided to combine two of his hobbies: fucking and playing golf. Hobbies not so far apart, since in both cases the aim is to fill holes with balls... His former classmates are invited to a long weekend at Mattaponi Springs Golf Club. Sledge has thought big and rented all available accommodations to host his buddies with their teams, 18 tops or versatiles, 18 bottoms and 3 referees, not to mention the 3 Alpha Dogs.

On Saturday morning, after breakfast, the tops are invited to the lounge in the largest of the buildings. Inside, sofas and armchairs have been pushed up against the walls to make place for benches arranged in a U-shape on which the 18 bottoms wait on all fours in numbered spots. In the center is a podium with three butt plugs in gold, silver, and bronze, and a table with a laptop.

"Dear friends, welcome to the first ever fuck-golf competition! Here's the course: 18 carefully selected holes," Sledge begins, pointing to the bottoms. "And here are our referees, Messieurs Moore, Goode and Cock, all three official members of the USGA. And not just members, their asses are very nice too," he adds, pointing to three men in jockstraps smiling in the middle of the room. When the laughter dies down, Sledge continues:

"The rules are simple: you have to fuck every ass in the order drawn. When you fuck a guy, you must screw him for at least five minutes. When you shoot your load, you have to do it very visibly out of the hole or announce it. If you cum before five minutes, it's a bogey! After that, for each additional minute, it's a birdie, eagle, etc., just like in golf. The cockring you received is actually a kind of connected counter that detects the chip in the chastity cage of the fags. As soon as they're within 15 cm of each other, they pair up. The LED on your cockring turns green and the timer starts. After you cum, step back. The LED will turn red again and the computer knows that the mating is over! One of our three referees will validate your time on his tablet, so please wait for their intervention before moving on to the next hole, which of course must be available. If a dog fucks your assigned ass, you must fuck the dog, but then you are penalized for one minute!... On the other hand, making a boy cum will earn you a one-minute bonus... Be efficient! Does this make sense to you?

"Very clear!" the competitors reply almost in unison, all clearly amused by the suggestion.

"A little clarification... As you've probably noticed, I've added something to our drinks this morning that will give us hard-on for at least two hours. And that will increase the volume of our ejaculations considerably. Or so says Doc O'Neil! If you've ever used Horny Tiger or Spurt!, you know what I'm talking about. The small downside is that it makes you much more prone to premature ejaculation... So it's up to you to deal with that!"

"I guess the referees don't play," RAML Goodhole asks blandly, eyeing the youngest, an obviously well-hung man.

"Not during the game. Afterwards you can do whatever you want, Anton. You can fuck or be fucked by whomever you want!"

"And what do we win?" asks General Bendwell.

"All my consideration for being the first fuck-golf champion and this nice trophy you're going to get in your ass," Sledge jokes, pointing to the golden butt plug, "Are you ready? Yes? Let the game begin, and may the best man win!"

The men head for the first ass they've been assigned. Each hole has been lubricated beforehand. The cocks sink in and begin their back and forth, making most of the boys in front of them groan with pleasure. The referees check that everyone is following the rules and don't pause as they feel the orgasm rising.

"Shit! I spurted!" Major Cosimo says as he pulls out of Thomas after three minutes, "That little bitch knows how to make you cum! Bogey for me!"

He must wait for Olegson’s cunt to be free, which doesn't take long: Sledge also orgasms before the fateful five minutes, spurting on the Sergeant's back. And since only Aaron makes it past the five-minute mark, the first ass switch is quick. The room soon becomes a brothel, filled with grunts and swearwords as the men cum.

When a butt is free, the dogs jump at the opportunity to lick the sperm flowing from the anus, or even breed the bottom before a top could do so. It's all about speed! Goldstream is the first to lose in this game: Gengis succeds to cover Macphee before he does, and the Captain must resolve to fuck the dog who makes him cum in just two minutes, so hot and tight is his ass! The dogs don't just lick the bottoms: sometimes they lick the tops between the ass cheeks, bringing more than one of them to orgasm before the limit...

After just over an hour, only four contestants remain to fuck their eighteenth hole: CSM Favor of the US Army, USN Captain Lance Gautreaux who's fucking his brother, BrigGen Bendwell of the USSF and Aaron who's also fucking his brother. Each tries to resist orgasm, a task their comrades make as difficult as possible by fingering or licking their asses, pinching their nipples, stroking their balls with a hand between their thighs... Gautreaux ejaculates first on Mitch's back. The contractions of his brother's pussy had overcome his resistance.

Aaron suffers the same fate a moment later, then Gavin Favor spits his load two minutes later into a Thomas who has done nothing to help him... And finally, against all odds, General Bendwell is the last to cum on the loins of Woody Sledge, whom he also manages to make cum at the same time. His victory roar is worthy of an athlete who has just broken a record!

"Well, I'll be damned! You really hid your game, you bastard! Since you're more bottom than top, you're not the one I would have bet on..." Sledge wonders and congratulates him.

"When you get older, you learn a few things. Endurance is one of them. It must go against the need to pee, I imagine," Bendwell replies, stepping in front of his latest mount to urinate into his mouth.

"Cut the crap Simon, you're not older than the rest of us, you're just a bit weirder! Come on, get up on the podium with the other two so we can give you your prizes!"

Bendwell gets down on all fours on the highest step, flanked by Favor and Aaron. Each of the referees ceremoniously shoves a plug up their ass, gold for Bendwell, silver for Favor, and bronze for Aaron.

"One last thing I should have told you at the beginning," Sledge adds, "the last three in the standings....

"Sergeant Dickson, Colonel Shatner and yourself, sir," Justin Moore, the head referee, completes.

"Well, yeah... You can't be lucky all the time... Anyway, the three of us will join the bottoms! Once we're soft, we'll wear a chastity cage and serve the winners until tomorrow morning's tournament... But first, it's our duty to reward our brave referees, who are going to give us a well-deserved fuck. Vae Victis, as they say! "

As his guests laugh at these words, he looks behind him. Cook is fucking Well, which has spent most of the time writhing in front of him, licking his cock and balls through his jockstrap.

"At least, as soon as Monsieur Moore has finished with Well," he concludes.

*Forbidden area! – Part 269 – Dogs and General & Forbidden area! – Part 62 – Merry Xmas Boyz!

USMC
Headquarters, Arlington, VA
 BGen Declan Sledge (T)
 PFC Woody Sledge (B)
 Maj Richie ‘Snake’ Cosimo (T)
 Capt Nicholas Dervey (B)
 1stLt Theo Cross (Sub)

Camp Meadows, VA
Camp Meadows Command office
 Maj Conor G. Bolstone (T)
 Capt Elmor Goldstream (T)
 SSgt Gunnar Olegson (Sub)

Kennel unit
 PFC Adrian “Bitch” Butler (Sub)

Alpha dogs
 SgtMaj Tucker F. Boner (T)
 MGySgt Ethan Dickson (T/B)
 SSgt Aaron Amberson (T/B)

 Sgt Thomas Servaz (Sub)
 LCpl Brad “Stud” Tepes (T/B)
 Cpl Jonas Boise (Sub)
 Cpl Sebastian Amberson (Sub)
 Well (Rottweiler)
 Timur (Malamut)
 Gengis (Australian dog)

Beta Dogs
 PFC Nelson Larsen (Sub)

Gamma Dogs
PVT Sheldon Hammer (Sub)

Delta Dogs
 PFC Luke “Lucky” Stepanopoulos (Sub)

US Army
Headquarters
 BG Peter Rodriguez (T/B)

Fort Stewart, GA
 CSM Gavin A. Favor (T/B)
 1LT Grant Fairless (B)
 1SG Jerome Asperger (T/B)
 PFC Stan “Cunt” Blunt (T/B)
 PFC Cyrus “Slutty” Frazier (Sub)

Fort Knox
 PFC Jayden Lafayette (B)

US National Guard
 COL Francis Macphee (B)

US Navy
Headquarters
 RDML Blakey Decker (T)
 CAPT Lans Gautreaux (T/B)
 LT Mitch Gautreaux (B)

US Coast Guard
 RADM Anton Goodhole (T/B)
 MCPO Lance Lerida (B)

USAF
 Col Jim “Kirk” Shatner (T/B)
 CMSAF Todd Lomax (T)
 A1C Ridley Roberval (Sub)

USSF
 BrigGen Simon Bendwell (T/B)
 2nd Lt Moses Aldrin (T/B)

USGA Referees
 Justin Moore (T/B)
 Jackson Goode (T/B)
 Zachary Cock (T/B)