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CHAPTER ONE

It was his smile that first attracted me to him. He had a great big beaming smile that lit up his face and showed off his whiter than white teeth to perfection. It was the sort of smile that made your heart melt just to witness it. He was always smiling, bestowing that blessing on everyone, except for me and the other officers in charge. And I was jealous, and a little bit hurt, for I wanted him to smile only for me. Only at me. And I wanted to smash in the faces of everyone else he smiled at. It was a special smile, a smile that should only be gifted upon a lover. I was going be his lover. He just didn’t know it yet. But I was going to have him. And I knew that, by the time I was finished with him, no-one but me would ever see that smile again.

“Sir? General Sir...You wished to see me?”

Oh yes, I wished to see him. But not as he was now, fully clothed and stood to attention. I wanted to see him naked, lying back on my bed, and with something else ramrod straight and standing to attention.

As if reading my mind, the boy began to blush, his cheeks reddening, making him appear even prettier to me than I could ever have imagined. And imagine I did. I imagined that he was blushing because I had just taken him, and his face was flushed with the aftermath of my lovemaking.

“Sir?”

His quivering voice broke into my thoughts, forcing my mind back into my office. He was staring at me with uncertainty in his big blue eyes. His eyes. They were like vast pools of the deepest water, and I wanted to sink into them.

He shuffled on his feet nervously.

“Excuse me Sir, but...I really need to be going. I don’t want to get into any more trouble, Sir.”

He was so adorable. I wanted to put my arms around him and reassure him that he wouldn’t get into any trouble. Well, not the sort he was thinking about, anyway.

“Cadet, Aspen isn’t it?” I asked. As if I didn’t know! As if I didn’t already know everything I needed to about this boy. Well no, not everything. I had yet to know what he smelt like up close...How soft his skin felt under my touch...What he tasted like...

“Please, take a seat Cadet Aspen,” I told him, motioning casually towards the chair opposite my desk. I watched as he sank down into it gracefully, my heart skipping a beat as I saw his dainty pink tongue lick nervously at his lips. I was spellbound, imagining those lips and that tongue working magic on a certain part of my anatomy. I was so glad the huge table hid my erection. I coughed, clearing my throat, hoping my voice didn’t give away my excitement.

“I am taking several members of this core on a routine training mission, Cadet Aspen.” I loved saying his name. “And there is room to take one novice on board with us. Your name has been mentioned to me.” Like hell it had. This little jaunt had been organized by me purely to get the boy alone. “Would you be interested in... coming?” A very, very, important question there…. and I waited with bated breath to hear his answer.

“I would love to come with you, Sir!” he said enthusiastically. Right answer, I thought. Now, I had to get him out of the room as quickly as I could, before I exploded into my pants.

“Okay. Leave it with me. I’ll send all the details of when we’re to leave, and what you’re to take, to your commanding officer. See him first thing tomorrow morning,” I said, holding out a hand for the young cadet to shake. He stood up, and accepted my hand. I closed my fingers around his, and squeezed, careful not to hold him for too long. It wouldn’t pay to arouse his suspicions just yet, not while he still had a chance to run away. “You may go now,” I instructed him.

“Yes Sir. Thank-you, Sir,” he said, and made his way out, shutting the door behind him.

“Oh no...Thank-you, Cadet Aspen,” I purred, as I finally relieved myself with the hand that had touched him, leaning back in my chair and closing my eyes, and imagining that it was his hand, his small soft hand, upon me.


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Chapter 2.


I couldn’t believe it when I was issued with a summons to report to the General's office. What the fuck had I done wrong now? It must have been something really bad. Normally, whenever I did something wrong, like drop my gun during spin routine, or if my uniform buttons weren’t polished to shining standard, then normally I got sent to report to my commanding officer, a dark haired man who had instructed us all to call him Jake.

My mind thought back over the day’s events. Okay, I know I’m not the best recruit Allied Space Force ever had, but at least I try hard. And I know my buttons were okay, because one of the other new recruits complimented me on them. Um, it was quite funny that really...I was rushing to the parade ground because I was going to be late again, and he stopped me by putting his hand up against my chest, and then he ran his fingers down my jacket slowly, his eyes gleaming softly. That’s when he made the remark about how good my buttons looked. And he was smiling at me, so I knew he wasn’t making fun, not like most of the other new boys there did. Yeah, he seemed pretty interested in my buttons, kept playing with them between his fingers. I don’t know why.

Anyway...

I’m sure I didn’t do anything to embarrass myself once I got to the parade ground. Sure, I know I was late, but so was the other boy, the button boy, and he hadn’t been summoned to see the great General Zaphara. So it had to be something else I’d done. I just wish I knew what!

My heart was hammering in my chest as I knocked at his grand wooden door. I’d never actually had contact with him before. Oh, I’d seen him strolling around the parade ground, watching intently as we newbie’s practiced our drills and weapon manoeuvres. He was a tall man, always dressed in figure hugging tight black leathers, with the most spectacular long silver hair that trailed behind him. It seemed lately that he was always there, watching us as we were put through our basic training, inspecting us silently as he passed. But he’d never spoken to me. Why should he? I was just one of the new boys, a raw recruit...A nobody.

So why had he demanded to see me?

My legs turned to jelly and almost gave way beneath me when his voice boomed out for me to enter. For a couple of seconds, I even thought of running away. But I knew that there was nowhere for me to hide. And the last thing I wanted was to be dragged into his office like a child. So I took a deep breath...and entered.

I marched up to the desk where he was seated, and stood to attention, just the way I’d recently been taught to, clicking my heels together and holding my head up high. I must have stood there for several minutes, my back straight, my eyes front...And he ignored me! Although I could tell he kept glancing up at me from the paperwork on his desk, he didn’t say a word. Terror began to grip me. I must have screwed up real bad.

“Sir? General Sir….You wished to see me?”

I had to ask. I had to get this over with. If I was being ejected out of the ASF Academy, if I wasn’t good enough for this army, then I didn’t see any reason to prolong the agony. The thought of being kicked out and sent back home in shame, almost made me cry. I felt my face flush as I tried desperately to hold back the tears.

Now, in my deepest embarrassment, he looked up and studied my face. Yet still he didn’t speak.

“Sir?”

Oh god, I couldn’t believe it...my voice trembled. Surely he knew the agony I was going through? And yet all he did was stare silently at my eyes. Bastard...he wanted me to cry! Well, I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Instead, I decided to force his hand.

“Excuse me Sir, but...I really need to be going...I don’t want to get into any more trouble, Sir.”

Finally, he spoke to me, but only to confirm my name. Then he gestured for me to sit. I did so quickly, before my shaking legs could give way. So I needed to be sitting to hear the bad news, huh?

My stomach felt like lead, and the blood roared in my ears. My throat began to close over, and my mouth went dry. I licked at my lips, a nervous habit I’d carried over from my childhood.

The General gave a short, abrupt cough, and cleared his throat. Here we go, I thought, this is it. This is where he tells me my career is over before it’s even begun.

“I am taking several members of this core on a routine training mission, Cadet Aspen,” he said. “And there is room to take one novice on board with us. Your name has been mentioned to me. Would you be interested in... coming?”

My head swam with what I’d just heard. And then relief flooded my body. A mission? My name had been forwarded to him recommending me for a mission? I felt giddy with joy. I wasn’t being kicked out of the force...I had been chosen to go on a mission, and with the great General, no less. What had I done to deserve such an honour?

I fought to keep the relief from my voice as I answered him quickly. I would have been a fool to turn down his offer. He seemed pleased with my response, and after telling me to report to my commanding officer in the morning, he held out his hand for me to shake. His hand was surprisingly large, I noticed, as it totally engulfed mine in a firm grip.

“You may go now.”

I was being dismissed from his office. But I wasn’t being dismissed from the army!

“Yes, Sir. Thank-you, Sir,” I said, before leaving and closing the door soundly behind me, allowing him to continue with whatever it was I had interrupted.

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Chapter 3

One of the benefits to being a General is that no-one dared question my decision to order a spur of the moment, meaningless reconnaissance mission, or inquire why I would be permitting a new recruit to accompany me. But then, this wasn’t just any new recruit. This new recruit was the reason for my early morning erection. My mid afternoon erection. My late evening erection. I couldn’t stop thinking and fantasizing about the boy…of how I would take his desirable ass again and again while he writhed beneath me, whether he was willing or not. I couldn’t wait. I wanted to get him alone. Now.

The only one who tried to put a spanner in the works for me was Jake. Ever attentive to the needs of the trainees under his care, he had voiced his concern when told I was taking the young cadet with me. The only way I had been able to placate him was to agree to take another with him, for company. That didn’t bother me. I had plans of my own laid out, and if my agreement was all it took to ensure I got my way, then so be it. The other lad would not be with the group for long. I felt so happy, knowing that the beautiful Cadet Aspen would be alone with me, soon enough.

Finally, the morning of our departure arrived, and I made sure to take extra special care with my appearance. I wanted to look my best for him. My sexiest.

The two youngsters brought the total of the party I’d selected to twelve, a nice all round even number, easy to split, to divide…..to manipulate! I looked at the group of men assembled before me, scanning their faces eagerly, searching for the one I wanted most to see. He wasn’t here yet.

I thought of where he could be. Perhaps he was still in bed, his warm tender body naked and curled beneath the thin sheets covering him. Or perhaps he was in the shower, soaping down his soft young skin, the water cascading and trickling down over his head, his face, his back….his buttocks.

Someone I didn’t recognize stood before me, snapping me out of my day-dream. I stared down into a set of brown eyes, taking note of the strangers appearance. The boy was small, but powerfully built, the strong muscles of his legs and arms pronounced and bulging beneath his uniform. His dark hair was cropped short, and the pup had the beginnings of a moustache above his lip. Jake’s ideal of ‘company’, I thought, waving him away with a flick of my wrist. He went and stood in line with the proper soldiers, looking puny and insignificant next to them, while I continued to pace up and down restlessly.

I glanced at my timepiece feeling annoyance. The boy was already ten minutes late, and I hated to be kept waiting. Where was he? Perhaps he was saying goodbye to his lover. Perhaps this lover was giving him a pounding to remember him by, thrusting and humping into him so hard, making his rear end so sore the boy wouldn’t forget him in a hurry. It would be the sort of thing I’d do to the youth, once he was mine. But the thought that someone else was doing it to him now, while I waited impatiently … I scowled. It would be the last time another’s hands touched his body.

Finally, twenty minutes late, the young blond came hurrying onto the parade ground. His hair was untidy, and he was struggling to do up the buttons of his jacket. I noticed the flush he had on his cheeks, and the way his eyes avoided my stare, as if he had something he wanted to hide from me. So, I had been right, he had been saying his goodbyes to his lover.

My eyes narrowed as they focused on the man following close behind him…Jake!

He was carrying the boys backpack, and looking at me with a smirk on his smug face. So, he was the one that had been fucking the boy, delaying my departure. No wonder he had raised objections to my little ‘mission’. The thought of not being able to screw the youngster for a couple of days must have terrified him. Well, I would be the one smirking after today. Jake wouldn’t recognize the boy by the time he came back. He would be covered from head to toe in bites and scratches and……

“Sir?…I’m sorry for being late Sir…Is it still alright for me to fall in, Sir?” His pretty blue eyes finally gazed up at me. Oh yes little Cadet Aspen, it was perfectly alright for you to fall in….Into my arms, into my bed….

“Zaphara….A word,” Jake commanded, breaking me from the spell I was under. I walked over to him, unable to prevent the smile that crossed my face. Jake leant in towards me, his voice low and full of warning.

“Don’t hurt him Zaphara. He’s just a boy. A good boy.”

Yeah, you should know. I bet he’s very, very good. My smile widened.

“Don’t worry Jake. I’ll take extra special care of him,” I answered.

“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Jake replied. I snatched the boys backpack from his hands, and turning, I threw it towards the cadet.

“You’ll be needing this…..” I said to him.

“Aspen?…Hey Aspen! Over here! I’ve saved a space for you.” It was the dark haired pup, waving his arm in the air and drawing attention to himself. I saw a brief smile upon the blonds lips as he went and joined the other cadet, standing next to him, watching as he took his position within the ranks.

Cadet Aspen’s young body, tied spread-eagled to my bed, his arms and legs open and inviting…..Or bent naked across my dining room table …Those were a couple of ‘positions’ I wouldn’t mind seeing the boy in…..

Whipping my coat around me to hide my bulging erection, I made my way to the head of the line….and gave the signal to proceed.

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Chapter 4.


I had just gotten out of the shower, when I heard the hammering at my door. I wrapped one of the standard, army issue towels around my hips and, still dripping wet, dashed to see who it was. Commander Jake stood there, an incredulous look appearing on his face as he looked me up and down. Oh shit, I’d forgotten to salute him! Now I’d be in trouble.

Instantly, my hand left its tight hold upon the towel covering me, and rose to the side of my head instead, as I tried desperately to placate him. To my horror, I felt the un-held towel begin to start slipping down. Now, I had a dilemma. Did I stand there, still holding my salute, naked?….Or did I disrespect my commanding officer by forgoing the salute to rescue my dignity?

Blushing madly, I kept my stance, and let the towel drop to the floor, falling around my ankles. I really wanted to go on this mission with the General, and pissing off my commander could put an end to that dream. I heard him chuckle at my embarrassment and nudity. Great, at least I hadn’t angered him.

“Sir?….Please Sir….May I have permission to retrieve my towel?” I asked, a little afraid he’d deny me. He hadn’t stopped looking at me, and it un-nerved me a little. What could be so fascinating about looking at my naked puny body?

“Permission granted Cadet,” he laughed, entering my room and closing the door. I quickly bent and picked up the towel, re-wrapping it more securely around my waist, and turning to see Commander Jake still watching me, his eyebrows arched.

“I can see why Zaphara would want you,” he said, softly, mentioning the generals name casually . “You have a very…..” He coughed. “Fit….body.”

Puzzled, I looked back at him. My physique wasn’t that exceptional. I was quite scrawny compared to most of the other recruits. In fact, when I had first applied to join the academy, I had been worried that my skinny frame would go against me. Since enlisting, I had been working out really hard, even exercising in my free time, trying my hardest to pump my muscles up. I knew that some of the weapons I would be expected to wield later in my training were really heavy, and if I didn’t have the arm power to hold them ,then………

But I must admit, even I had been surprised that the General had chosen me to join him on this mission. After all, I was hardly what you’d call an ‘A-One Soldier’….. not yet, anyways. And it seemed it was always the roughest, toughest soldiers that were selected to go on such ventures.

“Aspen? Are you sure you want to go? If you’d rather stay, I can always make excuses for you.” The commander stared at me, and I stared back. Not want to go? How could he say that? Of course I wanted to go. Who wouldn’t? This was an opportunity to further my career!

“You do know why he wants you to go, don’t you?” Commander Jake asked. Well…..No, frankly, I didn’t. And I didn’t really understand the question either. And I was more than a little piqued by the tone of voice the commander had just used. He sounded annoyed. But why the hell would he be annoyed? Was it because he hadn’t been asked to go? Perhaps he felt, as the better person, he should be going in my place. Perhaps this conversation was his way of saying I didn’t deserve to go…… that I wasn’t going, that he wanted me to drop out so that he could take my place.

Now I felt awkward. I’d only been with the company for a few months. I still had two years left to serve under this man, and he could make my life a living hell if he choose to do so. I couldn’t hide the disappointment from my face, dropping my head down so he wouldn’t see the tears that sprang suddenly to my eyes. Why leave it until now, until the very last minute, to tell me that I couldn’t go?

“Well Aspen, I’m waiting for your answer. Do you still want to go? Even knowing what he has planned for you?”

I raised my head up and looked at him, perplexed. “I….I don’t understand Sir,” I said. “What he has planned for me? I thought that my name had been forwarded to him, that I’d been recommended for the mission on my merits,” I answered.

The commander grinned. “Oh, so that’s what you though, is it?” He sighed, running a hand through his thick black hair, before questioning me again. “How many lovers have you had, Aspen?”

“Sir?” What the hell sort of question was that?

“Lovers, Aspen….Male or female. How many have you had?” I just stared at him, my mouth open and eyes wide. No way…..my commander could not have just asked me such a thing! He came toward me, and with one finger pushed my jaw shut, laughing at me. Then, with my mouth now firmly closed, his hand trailed down my bare arm.

“How many people have touched you Aspen…. intimately?” I backed away from him, as if his fingers burned my skin. “As I thought….you’re untouched, aren’t you boy?” he said, confidently. Okay, so he was right. But…so what if I was a virgin? What difference did it make to the mission I was supposed to go on? I couldn’t see the problem. “You really are beautifully naïve, Cadet Aspen. Oh yes, Zaphara is going to enjoy having your…..assistance, very much.”

My face brightened. “You….You mean….I’m still allowed to go?” I asked, barely able to contain the excitement in my voice.

Commander Jake gave a deep sigh. “Only if…….“ He looked at me, seemingly trying to make a decision. I looked right back at him, letting my eyes and not my mouth do my pleading for me. It seemed to work, for the frown he worn upon his lips broke into a smile. “Only if, you put some clothes on first,” he laughed. Relief flooded through me, and I couldn’t help it, I laughed too. Then I caught sight of him looking at the timepiece he wore, and smiling to himself. Glancing instinctively at my digital wall clock, my heart froze in horror. I had barely five minutes to get myself dressed and present myself at the parade ground. And I hadn’t even packed my backpack!….

“Excuse me Sir….” I said, hurrying into the bedroom, and tossing everything I needed to take into the backpack I had been given. I didn’t care how it went in, just so long as it went in. Then I pulled my clothes on, cussing because I somehow managed to don odd socks, one black and one dark brown. Ah, what the heck. No-one was going to see them anyway. I flicked a comb through my damp hair, giving a quick glance in the mirror. That’ll do. Then I dashed back into the room where Commander Jake was still waiting, to find my boots.

Only, I couldn’t find them. Anywhere! Nooooo. I glanced up at the clock again. I was now five minutes late. Commander Jake began chuckling to himself, and I turned to look at him. He was leaning against a wall, his arms folded. And he looked, happy.

“You know…..General Zaphara hates to be kept waiting. In fact….” he said, looking at me, “I don’t think I can recall a single occasion where he has ever waited.” Ignoring him, I began frantically searching the room for my boots again. I knew I’d left them by the door last night, I just knew I did. So where the fuck were they? “So it’ll be interesting…..” Commander Jake continued, “to see if he’s still waiting, when I let you get there.” Now I stopped searching, and I looked at him suspiciously. What the hell did he mean by that……. ‘When…I ….let you get there’

“Sir?….Do you know where my boots are?” I asked, anxiously. He pushed himself away from the wall, and waved an arm dismissively towards the door.

“They stank….You’ll find them outside,” he answered nonchalantly. With a gasp of joy, I raced and opened the door. Sure enough, chucked as far as he could throw them down the corridor, were my boots. I ran and brought them back in, going to the bedroom and sitting on the edge of the bed to put them on, tying up the laces with fumbling fingers. My eyes kept watching the clock. Almost ten minutes late. Commander Jake strolled casually into the room, walking up to me as I finally finished securing my foot attire. I was ready to go.

“He’ll definitely not let you accompany him if he sees the state of this backpack,” he said, as he upended the bag I’d packed, and tipped all the contents out over the bed. I almost swore, only just managing to refrain from using the F word on my superior officer. Why was he being such a bastard?

“Instead of glaring, don’t you think you’d better start repacking?…..Properly Cadet,” he cautioned, as I began to lob it all back in haphazardly. I forced myself to slow down, biting my lip to stop myself from throwing an angry retort back at him.

Finally finished, I looked at the clock. I was now over fifteen minutes late. There was no way the General would still be waiting for me. But I had to go and see. I had to hope for a miracle. With the blood pounding in my ears, I grabbed the stuffed backpack and headed out the door.

I ran as hard as I could. I was just one corner away from the parade ground, when I heard Commander Jake calling out to me.

“Aspen! Cadet Aspen!…..Haven’t you forgotten something?”

Wary of him, I stopped and turned back. He was standing there, dangling my military jacket out on the end of one finger, that damn smile of his still playing about his stupid face. I was torn. Did I waste more precious time and go and retrieve my clothing from him, or did I just leave it, and present myself inappropriately dressed onto the parade ground ? Fuck, I didn’t even know if anyone would still be there. But if they were, if General Zaphara had waited……..I hurried back to the commander, taking my jacket gratefully from his outstretched hand.

“Come here, let me hold on to your backpack while you put it on,” he offered, as I fought with the jacket, becoming entangled within the multiple straps and buckles and belts. “You can do the buttons up as we go along,” he advised, rumpling and messing up my neatly combed hair with one hand.

Although I knew it was all his fault that I was late, and that I had probably missed out on the chance of a lifetime, I was thankful for his offer of help, and relinquished my hold on the backpack. Finally managing to get my arms into the sleeves of the jacket, I started doing up all the numerous buttons……just as we reached the parade ground.

To my joy of joys, General Zaphara and his entourage were still there. Thank the gods, someone else must have been late too! I wasn’t the only one. But then I felt myself blush. I still wasn’t properly dressed yet, I still had a few buttons to fasten. What the hell would he think of me, not only turning up late, but in a state of undress as well?…..I looked down at the few remaining undone buttons, and hastily secured them, all but running the last few steps to him when I was finished. What if he wouldn’t let me accompany him now, because of my tardiness and bad presentation?……There was only one way to find out.

“Sir?….I’m sorry for being late Sir….Is it still alright for me to fall in, Sir?”

I looked up at him, my heart thumping in my chest., hardly daring to breathe. The General stared back down at me. His face was unreadable, but I could sense there was anger within the man. Someone must have pissed him off before my arrival. Great, now I must have just pushed him over the edge. I waited, holding my breath, dreading to hear the words of rejection I felt were coming.

“Zaphara….A word.” My commanding officer called the General over, and spoke quietly to him. I don’t know what was said, but suddenly the General turned to me, taking my backpack from Commander Jake and throwing it at me.

“You’ll be needing this,” he said. I couldn’t believe it. My commander must have stood up for me, told him it was all his fault way I was late. Before I had a chance to thank him, I heard someone calling to me from the ranks of soldiers that were lined up, waiting to leave.

“Aspen…Hey Aspen, over here! I’ve saved a space for you.” I turned, looking at all the faces before me. I didn’t know anybody there. Then I saw him, standing amongst the older, taller men, waving his arm and smiling. The boy that liked to play with my buttons.

I didn’t know his name, but at least his was a face I recognized in amidst a sea full of strangers. I smiled back, and quickly went to join him. At least I would have a friend while I was on this mission.

The General took his place at the head of the procession….and we were off.

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CHAPTER 5.


The raging hard-on I left the compound with did nothing to dissipate my anger towards Jake. How dared he? How dared he keep me waiting like that, while he’d fucked the boy, knowing full well that I hated to be kept waiting? I’ve never waited for anyone or anything in my entire life. Had he done it on purpose, knowing how much I desired his young lover?

And then, to come onto the parade ground, openly flaunting the boy in front of me, proudly letting everyone know what they had been up to, allowing the young blond to appear in a state of half-undress, his hair still rumpled from their coupling, his sweet face flushed. Well, on my return, it would be me flaunting the boy. It would be my head held high with pride, as the boy walked back on to the parade ground, undeniably bearing all the marks of having become my lover…..If he could still walk, that was!

Leading the troop of men behind me, I recalled again the cadet’s state of undress, the way his little fingers had hastened to try and cover up what he and his commander had been up to. The way his eyes had avoided mine, lest I see in them the lust that still lingered within.

Jake had certainly shown off, enjoying displaying the obvious way he had just ravished the small body beneath his. But then, I suppose that was his way of declaring ownership to me. His way of telling me not to touch the boy. NOT touch him?…. Oh, I’d touch him alright. There wouldn’t be an inch of the boys body that I wouldn’t touch, exploring him completely with either my tongue, or my fingers, or my... Penetrating him deeply and fully… again and again as I……

“Sir?…”

I looked down in sight irritation at my 2nd in command, Pike. Almost as tall as me, but twice the size of me, Pike was a walking wall of muscle. From the top of his bald head, to the tips of his meaty toes, there wasn’t an ounce of fat on the man. He was a good looking fellow, and I knew that, given the chance, he would bend over backwards for me. But I preferred to screw people with a little less…brawn. Not that that stopped him trying to get me to change my mind! Even now, he was looking at me with devotion shining in his grey eyes.

“Sir? It shouldn’t take us more than a couple of hours to get to the first rendezvous point The vehicles will be waiting there for us to continue,” he informed me, needlessly. I already knew this information. I was the one, after all, that had arranged this little field trip.

He chuckled. “A couple of hours that is, providing the ‘ladies’ in our company can keep up with the pace we’re setting. I mean….” he laughed again, “that blond one is rather ‘effeminate’… wouldn’t you say?”

I felt anger burning inside. Was he badmouthing my intended? I turned an icy glare towards him, but noticed he was no longer looking at me. He was staring back at the boy, his gaze lingering.

“See something you like, Pike?” I snapped. He turned back to me, a beaming smile upon his lips.

“Actually Sir, I think I do,” he replied, blushing. He looked at my young cadet again. “Do you think the cute blond would object if I went back there and introduced myself….said ‘Hello’?”

“I would,” I snarled, wiping the smile off his face in an instant. He looked at me with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes at the tone I had just used on him. “That boy has been brought on this mission for a reason Pike,” I said, keeping my voice calm, controlled. “He has more important things to do than let you practise your flirting skills upon him.” Much more important things, I thought. Such as putting his tongue down my throat…such as wrapping his legs around my hips while I……

“Oh Sir, you know I would never do anything to jeopardise the mission,” Pike gushed. “But….what if he reciprocates my advances, General?” The smile returned to his face. “What a wonderfully sexy bed-fellow he would make.”

My hand lashed out before I was even aware of it, striking Pike hard across the top of his arm.

“What the… Sir?” He turned to me, pain and indignation on his face, rubbing a hand where my blow had struck.

“Insect! Don’t worry…I got it,” I smiled, smugly.

“Oh….Thank-you Sir,” he said, a little uncertainly, casting his eyes back nervously towards the two young cadets.

“So tell me Pike,” I said, deliberately fluttering my eyelashes at him. “What have you been up to these past couple of weeks?”

Just as I hoped, the fool thought I was coming onto him, and all his desires for the attractive blond suddenly vanished from his mind in an instant. He spent the next hour and a half recounting to me all that he’d done, thinking that he was one step closer to getting a fuck out of me… Idiot!

Finally!

The first rendezvous site came into view. And god, was I bored! Pike had slowly been driving me insane, with him rambling on and on about his mundane life. Who gave a shit about how many times a day he did push-ups? Or how many lengths of the pool he could swim underwater? Certainly not me!

I turned to look back at the group of men, concerned to see how Cadet Aspen had fared. I knew I had pushed the march hard, forcing ahead at a pace far faster than I should have done, but another half an hour in the company of Pike, feigning an interest in the man, just hadn’t appealed to me.

Oh lord….My eyes settled on the cadet. He had taken his cap off, and was mopping the sweat that was dripping off his brow with the back of one hand. He looked up into the cloudless sky, and I saw tiny rivulets of sweat trickling down his throat, snaking past the collar of his shirt, making their way downwards towards his chest. I licked at my lips, my tongue aching to go and lap up all the salty liquid that I knew covered his entire body. I would start off at his neck, and work my way down his entire body…. down….down….down….. until my tongue lapped around his…..

“Thirsty, Sir? Here, have some water.” Pike thrust his flask at me. “My mouth is the only one to have drunk from it….Sir,” he said, trying to sound seductive. I rolled my eyes.

“Pike, instruct the men that they can have fifteen minutes to take a break,” I ordered, cutting him off before he could begin again, pushing past him and making my way forward to take command of one of the vehicles.

I swear I’d have killed him on the spot if I heard one more word come out of his mouth.

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