ARMY EXPERIENCE 1

Author: trooperpierre
Title: ARMY EXPERIENCE
Date: 21 June 2009

This is a real story, so it mignt be not always a sex story, even if I tried to do my best to make it as alive as possible…
I am not english native speaker, so the quality of the text could be odd to some people…


I joined the army a few weeks after I was 17. I had to cheat on my age, and they did not bother, or did not notice…
Anyway… So I was a late teenager, or really young adult. In that time i did not know I was to be gay one day, but as a matter of fact, all experience s with a girlfriend was failing always….

I did run away from home to enlist, as my familly was not appreciating such a choice, but I knew if they did accept me, I will be safe and there was nothing my parents could do to take me back home…

I have been facinated by the army since I was a child. At the begining playing ar as all children do, later when I was older, as I found soldiers attractive, and able to get all the girls he wanted…
I was not strong, not tall at all, but a decent size. And quite slim…

I have past the test, and after they tried to send me back home, I decided to stay.
Then I was going to the camp for training… When I was graduate, I was sent to my first place. Months went on and I really enjoyed my life. I was stronger of course, as the trianing gave my body muscle, but I was still quite young… among my mates who were usually 3 to 5 years older, I could seem innocent.

Now you know more about me… Here the story really start…

One evening I was allowed a leave for a few hours… 8PM to midnight… not a big deal, but it was enough for a few beer in bars… I left the barracks with a mate. We were in full dress, looking smart. After being inspected by the guard on duty at the gate.

In the bar, we enjoyed ourselves drinking. I drank no alcohol before joining the army, but soon learnt, and enjoyed.

Later in the evening we made our way back to the barracks. We had plenty time to get ther before midnight and when we get to the gate, the guard on duty looked at me opening his eyes as wide as plates…
What was wrong ?
The sentry called the NCO, and he looked at me shouting : « Au trou ! ». This mean : to prison !

It took me minutes before realising I was bare head, and I left my kepi at the bar…
Blame me !!!

I was locked in a cold cell, naked… handcuffs in my back.
Shortly an officer came and talked to me. He said my cas was serious, I was to get a record, and would probably take 8 days for this.
I was shit scared…
It was my first time in prison, and I always did my best to prevent myself of a record…

The officier noticed how I felt, and said I could avoid all those troubles….
He said he won’t write a report on the books if I accepted him to fuck me…

I was straight and never wanted to become gay.
I told him to get to hell.

He turned bck, and left the cell, letting me in total darkness, depressed…

In the morning, the officer came back , telling me I had 8 days for loosing military itme (my kepi !) and 8 extra days for insulting an officer. So it was 16 days at his mercy, and before that I will beg him to fuck me…

I felt as if the floor under me was collapsing… falling into hell…

I said nothing and my mind went blanck…

He ordered a warden to lift me, and anchor my wrist to the ceiling.
The guard grabbed my cuffs, and took the chain through hook, and pulled a rope hanging from the ceiling. He pulled it high, so I had to stand up, then higher and my wrists were higher than my head was forcing me in a Z shape. It was pulling on my wrists, arms and even body. Straight away it was painfull.
The officer came and told me to enjoy myself, and call him when I accept him to fuck me.

They went and left me behind in pain.

The officer came back a couple of hours later…
I was in agony.
He asked if I was ready now.
I took all my force left not to answer.
He smiled at me. A wicked smile.
Then he said I was stupid, but he enjoyed some resistance from boys…
He said he would help me, so he tightened the rope, lifting me in the air, my feet off the floor this time. All my weight was on my arms and wrists…

The pain was extreme, and I shouted…
He noticed I could still make some sound, and enjoyed it…
Then he punched me hard in the guts, by teh solar pexus, so my breath stopped immediatelly.
I almost died on the spot.
By the meantime he was letting the rope free, and i felt on the floor like a sack, trying to get some air in my lungs…
He kicked me, and left the cell.

It took me ages to recover from this.
My body was aching everywhere.
I was unable to rub my muscle to ease.

I stood there unable to move. My arms, shoulders, wrist were in agony, and I was wondering if they weren’t damaged…

In the evening, the officer came back.
He asked me how I was feeling. I did not answer.
He added there were no chance I changed my mind.
No more answer. I was trying to be as strong as possible to resist, even if I knew I was on the edge…

He kneeled next to me, and his hands went on my body. It was the first time he did so, and his warm hands gently running on my body were a real pleasure, as i twas smothing and relaxing my muscles…
He probably noticed my body was appreciating this, as he suddenly stopped…

He took a roll of adhesive tape, and did some tours around my head to blidfold me.
Then he took a scond pair of hancuffs, and putt hem on my ankles. They were quite tight.
He did not stop then, but fold my legs on my arse, and hogtied me. I was unable to move, or almost, lying on my stomach.
Then he left shortly, and cam back.
I heard a « clack clack ».
He asked if I recognised the noise. I noded. It was a FAMAS, the new rifle. The sound was so well known, ad eay to identifiy for us.
He spread my legs as much as the cuffs allowed them, and I felt a cold metal trying to get inside my arse, by force. Dried…
He was fucking me with the FAMAS.
A few clicks and clak later, I was deeply fucked with the rifle.
It was hard, but not as hard as I was expecting.
I was scared too.
He asked me if I noticed the FAMAS was loaded. I noded yes, as the noise of the rifle is slightly different when you have amunitions or not…

He told me not to move a toe if I wanted to stay alive, unless I was prayng him to fuck me.

I heard the celldoor shut when he went.
What a shit I was deeply in….

I felt that night lasting as centuries…. I had cramps at times, unable to ease them. It was a living nightmare.
I was dying from food and drinks at teh same time as they gave me nothing sine I arrived here.

In the morning, I was half dead.
He came in. And watched me.
I did my best not to move at al, even if it was almost impossible…
He removed the FAMAS roughly, and I felt my arse was going out with the gun ! the flesh was glued to the cold metal that was at my temperature now….

He untied my legs and helped me to stand up.
He asked how I felt.
No answer, but I was miserable. I would have almost cry…

I was almost about to plead him to fuck me and end all this.
But he left me no time to say so, and told me he would have never thought I would have resist that long.
His hands did touch me again… he started to rub my body, my legs, my arms. I was still cuffed in my back, and the cuffs were deeply incrusted in my wrists. I was still blindfolded.
His hands rubbed my figers and he helped th e blood to go through again…
His fingers were running all over my body… I was feeling well, an this contact was almost nice, or at least welcome to help the pain from those latest 30 hours go.
He eventually reached my crotch.
He gently massaged my inside tights, then my pubic hairs, before reaching my balls and cock.
I jumped back when he reached them, but he kindly but firmly went back there.
After a while, i was easy, and I probably started to enjoy this.
I did not noticed I had a shy smile on my face, but he did.
I did not notice I was getting my cock hard, bue he saw it of course…
I felt his lips, his tongue on the head of my cock, and he started to suck me. I felt so good…
He stopped just before I was to cum ! bloody hell ! what a frustration !!!
I beged him to let me cum. I never felt so well, even with my girlfriend I had in the past, not with the girls we used for hygienic purposes…

He whispered to my ear he wanted me to beg him to fuck me…
I gave up, and told him…

He took me and folded me on the table. Then he spitted in my arse, and started to lube my hole. I hardly relaxed, but managed to open me slightly.
He pushed his hard cock in my hole, and started to fuck me… softly first, be he went harder and harder quicly… the table was moving every time he pushed in me.
Then he load his cum inside me, giving me a feeling I never had before.
Of course, AIDS was not known yet, so he could fuck me without a condom.

He kept his cock inside me for a while, before he left my sore arse.
I was exhausted, and he was sweating hard.
I told him he promised me to let me cum…
I was in need of cumming now…

He turned me back on the table, and started again to worked on my cock again…
Soon I was horny again.
Within a couple of minutes I explode, and spread my cum on his body…
He took my head and forced me to lick and swallow my cum.
At this precise minute I would have done whatever he wanted from me….

I was in heaven…

But I quickly came back on earth, when he grabbed my balls and twisted then in pain.
« you little fuckhole, you ar now at my mercy till you leave this cell. I will teach you before you leave here how to seve me »

He undid my cuffs, and left me in total darkness.

Was deeply depressed, and I was lost.
I was not gay, but I had taken pleasure right now.
It was a living nightmare….
What would happen ?