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GI Jock, Part 3
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GI JOCK
The following morning I was awakened by Ben's shouts. "Hey
umm...Jack...What the fuck is going on!? Are you, Jerry, and Rick
trying to play some kinda joke? Very funny! Now untie me and let me
up." I pulled down my covers, got out of bed, and stood next to his
bed totally nude. Ben glanced at my large, hairy cock and balls and
then quickly glanced away as if he had not noticed them and looked
back at my face. I assume that GI studs walk around the showers and
barracks buck naked most of the time and such behavior is for the
most part normal to the marines. "Come on man! The joke's over.
Untie me and let me off this bed, today's my last day of liberty and
I want to get started early." "So do I," I said as I sat down on
the side of his bed and looked deeply into his blue eyes. "JERRY!
RICK!!" he yelled at the top of his marine voice. "They're not
here." I said. Ben started yelling for HELP at the top of his lungs.
I told him "You can yell all you want, Ben. It kind of turns me on
hearing your deep marine voice. Nobody is going to hear you. We're
out in the woods and miles away from the nearest house." "What do
you want from me?" he said. Ben, "I want to make love to you" I
said placing my left hand on his jock and cupping his ballsack. "Oh
Shit!", he yelled and started bucking up and down on the mattress
trying to get loose. "Now now, Ben...Just calm down. I'm not going
to hurt you. I want you to experience pleasure beyond your wildest
dreams. I can give you pleasure your girlfriend can never give you."
I began to slowly stroke his flaccid penis and rub his balls. Ben
screamed, "Let me go you fucking pervert! I don't fuck with guys!
You can't make me enjoy this!"
I began to stroke up and down his dark hairy legs with my other hand.
Ben continued to buck and wiggle and try helplessly to get away.
Finally, he settled down realizing he was not going to be able to get
loose from the bondage. I looked him over from head to toe. The
room was cold and his nipples were hard enough to hang keyrings from
and their hard points showed through his tight green t-shirt.
"Your nipples tell me you're cold, let me build a fire." I built a
fire in the fireplace and returned to his side. I ran my fingertips
over the hard points of his nipples in the cotton t-shirt noticing
that he had worked up a sweat and that there were wet spots in the
armpits of his t-shirt again. "Ben, you've got the sweetest smelling
armpits I've ever smelled," I said. He remained silent. I went to
my bag of goodies and returned with a small pair of scissors. I
took them and cut down the sleeve of his t-shirt and cut out the
armpits of his t-shirt revealing a thick curly brown tuft of hair in
each armpit. I pressed my face into one of his damp musky pits and
ran my tongue along its length. He began bucking and flopping up and
down again yelling "No! NO!!!!". His sweat was deliciously salty and
had a unique flavor related to its musky smell that is beyond
description but oh so pleasurable. Alas the taste was too brief.
"Ben, I am going to have to teach you some discipline. Since you're
a marine you ought to be familiar with discipline. I got my scissors
and starting at his waist I cut up each side of his t-shirt and
across his shoulders and pulled the shirt free of his body. My cock
began to throb into a full erection when I saw this marine's chest.
Ben's chest was almost completely covered in thick curly brown fur
like a teddy bear. Ben continued to scream and tug at his bonds
trying to get loose as I ran my hands all over the soft brown fur on
his chest. His whole upper chest was covered in the thick luscious
fur and it went down all around his belly button and then traveled
down into his jock. I went back over to my bag of goodies and got
out a small transformer and plugged it into the wall. It had a three
connections on the front into which I plugged two long wires that had
alligator clips on the ends and a third long wire that ended in a
tiny button. I flipped the unit on and it made a faint hum. Ben was
beginning to go crazy at this point. He was jerking at the bonds with
all his strength and all the sinewy muscles in his marine body were
arched with fear to the point that I thought the bed might not be
able to hold this maverick. "Now Ben, I told you I didn't want to
hurt you. Wasn't it pleasurable when I licked your armpit?" Ben
just kept pulling at the bonds and yelling for help. "Ben, I'm
going to have to punish you if you don't let me make love to you. My
punishment isn't that bad though, some people love it when I do this"
I said. I walked over to the bed and leaned over Ben. I ran my
hands through the thick brown fur of his chest back and forth over
each of his nipples. I grabbed one with each hand and pinched them
and pulled on them slightly and they began to harden and become
erect. I put my mouth down on one and ran my tongue around the erect
nipple, sucked, and bit on it. Ben was bucking up and down so hard I
almost got a busted lip. I repeated this on the other nipple until
both of his nipples were hard and red. I spread the hair away from
his right nipple and clipped one of the wires to it. I pulled his
thick fur away from his left nipple and hooked up the other wire to
the hard red nub. I stood up and said "Now its time to learn to
behave." I pushed the button and his back arched up off the bed and
he yelled "Aaaaahh! Oooowwwwww!" until I let off of it.
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