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Chapter 10

 

The journey to camp seemed to take forever. And the uneven road we were travelling on made me keep bumping into the General. My arms and legs kept knocking against his, and I don’t think he was very happy about it, because he kept looking at me, his stare burning into the side of my face.

 

I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I mean, it was punishment enough knowing he was angry at me, without turning and seeing the disappointment he obviously felt for me reflected in his eyes. And besides which, if I didn’t look at him, he wouldn’t speak to me. And if he didn’t speak to me, then he couldn’t tell me he thought it might be better for everyone if I didn’t stay.

 

So I kept my head lowered to the floor.

 

That is, until he shuffled to the edge of the seat. He must have felt uncomfortable, having me crammed up so tight against him. I had taken up his extra space. Great, now I had something else to feel bad about. Maybe I should have declined his offer of sitting up front with him.

 

I started to turn, to tell him that it was okay if he wanted me to move into the back….But…

 

Oh no! He must have been having private thoughts about his boyfriend, Lieutenant Pike…because he…Well, I mean…He had a huge lump in the front of his trousers…And I don’t think I was supposed to see it. I felt myself begin to blush.

 

I turned my head quickly, and stared out of the side window of the truck. Oh god…Oh god….I had seen the General with an erection….How fucking embarrassing was that? Had he seen me look? No….No I didn’t think so, I’d only turned my eyes for a moment … Besides, if he had, he would have yelled at me, I’m sure. He would have shouted at the driver to stop the truck, and he would have booted me out and left me to fend for myself in the middle of the desert.

 

As I tortured myself with thoughts of what he would, or could, do to me, I felt my leg nearest to him begin to quake. I dropped my hand down, and took a tight hold of my trousers, trying to stop my shaky limb from moving. I hated to admit it, but the man I was sat beside terrified me. He was so tall, so good looking, so…so….powerful…

 

The truck went over a really big bump, and the General hit me quite hard with his knee. He kept his legs open, almost as if he were forcing them as far apart as he could. I think he was trying to tell me he wanted more leg-room. So I moved over as close to the door as I could, giving him more space. I was practically hugging the door. I couldn’t have moved over any further if I’d tried.

 

I wondered why he needed to open his legs so wide. But then…It had been a big bulge…And I suddenly caught myself wondering how it would look without the confinement of his trousers.

 

Shit Shit Shit….. The thought of the General’s arousal was giving me my own erection. I couldn’t let him see I was getting excited, I just couldn’t…I would never live it down. I shut my legs together and discreetly covered myself with my hands. Damn…Why the hell would this be happening to me?

 

Now I was really blushing. My cheeks felt like they were on fire, and I knew he was looking at me again, I could just feel his eyes boring into the back of my head. If he were to see my face, he’d know I’d seen him….And he’d know too what I’d just been thinking……my embarrassed expression would give me away. I was going to have to keep my face averted from him, so I fixed my gaze on a tiny spot of dirt on the pane of glass in front of me…

 

I wasn’t going to turn and look at General Zaphara for anything!

 

“Aspen….An unusual name.”

 

Oh crap…Of all the times for him to want to start a conversation. I answered without looking at him, hoping he’d take the hint and leave me alone.

 

“Had any trouble settling in?”

 

Okay, so he wasn’t going to take the hint Again I responded without looking at him. I knew it was rude of me to do so…but…. He asked a few more questions, and I replied to each of them the same way…kept the answer short, kept it simple. It seemed to work…for a while.

 

“So….Commander Jake…Has he instructed you how to behave while you’re here with me?”

 

Commander Jake? My head shot round to finally face him, my erection forgotten as panic gripped me. Why would he bring up Commander Jake’s name now? Unless….unless it was because…because he thinking of him. And why would he be thinking of him?

 

As far as I was concerned, there was only one reason for him mentioning my commander. He was asking me if I thought I was up to the high standard required for this mission, knowing full well I wasn’t. I just had to plead with him…I just had to beg him to let me stay. Swallowing down my fear, I took a deep breath.

 

“Sir? I’ll try so hard to be good…You won’t be disappointed with me, I swear.” It was hard for me to get the words out. If he said no….. I was shaking all over with trepidation at what his reply would be.

 

For a moment, I thought he was leaning in towards me. But then I realized that the truck had just stopped too quickly, and the General was moving with the motion of coming to an abrupt halt. And he wasn’t none too happy with the way the driver had braked so suddenly either, judging by the angry reaction he gave.

 

He yelled at the poor man, shouting and swearing at him right up in his face. I watched in silent dread, as the General reached up a gloved hand….and ripped an earring from out of the drivers ear. That must have hurt like hell, but to give the injured man his due, he never even made a sound. All he did was cup his hand over his wound and try to stem the flow of blood from falling onto his shirt.

 

I decided to get out of the truck, pronto…before the General could turn his anger back towards me. I grabbed my backpack as quick as I could, and made my escape, running across to where the others were beginning to gather….Safety in numbers!

 

Lieutenant Pike was issuing orders as I approached. He was sending everyone off to fetch and carry various things. I was no exception. As soon as I neared him, he turned to me and barked out a command.

 

“You boy….Assist those men out over there.” He nodded towards the truck he had travelled in. “You can help carry stuff, can’t you? Or would you like me to give you a hand?” he asked. Was he being sarcastic? He hadn’t offered his assistance to any of the others…..Why offer it to me?

 

“No Sir, I’m sure I’ll be able to manage,” I replied politely, even though I was seething inside. I turned away from him, keeping the scowl off my face until I knew he wouldn’t see it. “And my fucking name is Aspen…not ‘boy’,” I hissed under my breath.

 

I made my way the short distance across to the truck he had indicated. The cargo it contained was being unloaded, and there were already several, quite large crates lying upon the hard sun baked ground.

 

“Ummm….Is there anything I can do?” I asked nervously, as some of the men turned at my approach.

 

“Yeah, you can bend over for me,” one of them replied. Laughter rang out at what he’d said. I couldn’t see the joke myself.

 

“Lieutenant Pike sent me to help you,” I told them, as if I needed to explain my presence there. This piece of information just seemed to amuse them even more.

 

“You bending over would fucking help me,” the same man said, to which the others laughed even louder. “And when you’ve finished ‘helping’ me, you can then ‘help’ all the others…How about it lads?” The men began to whoop and holler at his suggestion. I just stared mutely at all their leering faces.

 

“Hey come on fellas, don’t be so mean to the little guy…. give him a chance,” one of them said, silencing the others. The man mountain that spoke in my defence came towards me, and put his hands on my shoulders. “I’ll tell you what,” he said, leaning down slightly to talk to me. “See that last crate on the back of the truck?” I nodded. “You move that crate on your own, and show us what you’re made of…and we’ll treat you like an equal. If not….” His grip on my shoulders tightened, as he spun me around to face his comrades. “If not….He becomes the camp slut…. Everyone agreed?”

 

“What?” I pulled myself from out of his traitorous grasp and glared at him, as the uproar began again. They were all laughing and cheering now, and making gross gestures at me. God they were all so crass.

 

The man that had held me leant down and whispered in my ear. “And I get dibs on fucking you first.”

 

“Go fuck yourself,” I snapped back at him, swinging a punch towards his face. I realised at the very last minute that he could very well snap my puny body in two with one hand, but I was just too angry to care at that moment.

 

“Ooooh, the kitten has claws,” he laughed, easily dodging my blow. “Okay, okay…You don’t want to be our little plaything? Then prove your worth to us….Move the crate, that’s all you have to do. You don’t even have to get it out of the truck…Just move it to the edge. Fair enough for you?”

 

I glared at him. I’d show them…. I could do it. After all, how hard could it be? The crate was almost at the edge already anyway. There was only a few inches to go. I’d have their respect in no time.

 

As the men began to gather round, I climbed into the back of the truck and took up my position beside the crate. Placing both hands firmly against one side of the wooden box, I pushed as hard as I could…..It didn’t budge!

 

I leant my shoulder against it and dug my feet into the floor of the truck, trying to move it by using short, sharp jerks. Still nothing…I didn’t even make it rock. I stopped trying that after my shoulder began to bruise.

 

“Admit it Blondie… You can’t do it, can you?” someone shouted out. “The only thing you’re good for, is shagging.”

 

“Come on out here,” another piped up, as he began unzipping his pants. “We’re waiting for you.”

 

Well, they could wait on….I wasn’t giving up that easy. Going towards the front seat of the truck, I then charged at the wooden box, slamming my body up against it, again and again. I struggled really hard to move that crate…but I couldn’t even shift it one fucking centimetre.….

 

“Cadet Aspen…. What the hell do you think you’re doing?” It was Lieutenant Pike. At his arrival, all the others dispersed like early morning mist, making themselves look busy elsewhere. “You can’t possibly move one of those crates on your own boy,” he continued. “They’re far too heavy. It takes two people to move them.”

 

“But…but they said…”

 

“Who? The men? Ignore them. They know these boxes can’t be moved by one man alone. They’re just messing with you. Come on,” he said, as I jumped out of the truck. “Let’s find you something you can help with.”

 

Bastards! If looks could kill, each and every one of those soldiers would be dead by now. The look I threw them as I walked away was one of total dislike. How could they tease me like that? Why?

 

“Aw come on pretty boy, can’t you take a laugh?”

 

“Nah, the only thing he’s good at ‘taking’ is cock.”

 

Their mocking words and laughter chased after me, as I followed behind the Lieutenant. I’d show them……one day. I wouldn’t always be a weakling.

 

Lieutenant Pike led the way towards a large tent that was in the process of being put up, and stopped in front of one of the big burly men there.

 

“Hi Sampson. Any chance you can give this kid something to do? Keep him out of trouble?” he asked.

 

Kid? Keep me out of trouble? What the fuck….I wished he’d stop treating me like I was someone straight out of kindergarten! I fumed silently while the man named Sampson looked me over.

 

“Here Princess,” he said finally, holding out a large wooden mallet towards me. “You know how to use a hammer, don’t you?”

 

“Yes Sir,” I replied ignoring the insult, taking the hefty instrument from his hands and almost dropping it, surprised at how heavy it actually was.

 

“Right then Cadet, as I go around pushing the stakes into the ground, you follow behind me and whack them in good….You okay with that?” he asked. I nodded. Didn’t sound that hard to do.

 

Alright…. so I was mistaken. After hammering in just the first few couple of stakes, I was puffed out. It wasn’t fair….The ground was too hard and dry, it was like bashing away at solid concrete. And the mallet was beginning to feel like it weighed a ton.

 

I stopped to wipe my sweaty brow with the back of my sleeve. Which was a complete waste of time really, because as soon as I wiped one lot of sweat away, a fresh lot took its place. I stared up into the late afternoon sky….Wasn’t the sun ever going to set?

 

“Why don’t you just take it off?”

 

I spun round to see Lieutenant Pike watching me.

 

“Your shirt, Cadet. You’ll be much more comfortable if you take it off. And besides….You’ll only look out of place if you don’t.”

 

I looked about me. He was right….I was the only one still wearing upper clothing. Even he had taken his shirt off, and his bronzed body glistened in the sunlight. I was surprised at how hairy his chest was, considering he didn’t have a single hair on top his head. And I couldn’t take my eyes off his bulging biceps as his hands came towards me and his huge fingers began undoing my buttons.

 

“Take it across to Belford…He’s been appointed wash duty,” he said, as he undid the last one.

 

Belford? Who was that? I looked around as I slipped the garment off my shoulders….And saw ‘button boy’ sat upon his knees behind a large pail of soapy water, surrounded by a huge pile of dirty, sweaty clothing. Belford….so that was his name.

 

“Give it here, I‘ll take it over to him,” Lieutenant Pike said, taking my soiled shirt from my hand. “You carry on with your task…..You’re doing a good job of it.” Wow…..Praise! I hoped he’d tell the General how well he thought I was doing…..That would definitely go in my favour. Smiling, I went back to work with renewed vigour.

 

Finally the last tent was put up. Just as I’d bashed home the very last tent peg, one of the men grabbed my hand, making me drop the mallet in surprise as he dragged me around to the front of the canvas shelter I had just finished staking.

 

“There you go….The two little love birds have got their very own little love nest all set up for the night,” he said laughing, as he shoved me forward, hard. I almost fell over…I would have fell over…if ‘button boy’ hadn’t been there to catch me.

 

“Well, what do you think Aspen?” he said, holding on to me tightly. “This is going to be our first night…sleeping…together. Oh god, I’m so excited.”

 

I didn’t have a chance to utter my colourful reply.

 

“This is no time for slacking Cadets,” barked Lieutenant Pike. “Get your asses over here, there’s potatoes that need peeling.”

 

Potatoes!

 

After that day, I didn’t want to ever see another potato again in my life. I spent the next couple of hours scrubbing, peeling and cooking the damn things….

 

I was surprised at how cold and dark it was getting, as the sun began to sink. I slipped my clean dry shirt back on over my head as I felt goose bumps begin to rise on my rapidly cooling flesh . Someone had got a campfire going, and after everyone had finished eating, they began to converge around the warmth and light that radiated from it. I was about to follow suit, when a restraining hand was placed upon my arm.

 

“Dishes Aspen…You and me, now.” It was Lieutenant Pike again, issuing yet another order at me. I followed him meekly back towards the designated ‘kitchen’ area. I got stuck with the washing up, while he stood there with a drying towel draped over one arm.

 

“I’m really glad you’ll be coming with me tomorrow Cadet….I like you,” he said, as he began wiping the cleaned dishes. I looked at him. ‘With him’…What did he mean by that? “General Zaphara will be splitting us up into two groups tomorrow…I’ll be leading one team, and he’ll be leading the other,” he explained, giving me the answer to my unspoken question.

 

“Why?….Why are we splitting up Sir?” I asked, puzzled.

 

“To see how well we do when faced with the challenge of fewer and fewer men” he answered. “The day after tomorrow, the teams will be split up a final time…leaving just two people alone together in each new team, to look after and fend for each other. It’s a great test of comradeship and trust.”

 

Oh god, I thought… I know just who, with my blasted luck, I’d end up paired with…‘button boy’. The gods would never be so kind as to let me end up with someone else.

 

“Will Butt….I mean, will Cadet Belford be going in the Generals team Sir?” I asked, keeping my fingers crossed for a positive answer.

 

“I don’t mean to sound patronizing Aspen, but…..you’ll both be in my group tomorrow. Zaphara only ever takes the best of the men with him in his team,” Lieutenant Pike answered. “Not that you haven’t pulled your weight or anything today. Its just….Well, he can be a bit of an egotist sometimes.”

 

I rinsed my hands off with some clean water, and the coldness of it made me shiver. That, and the thought of spending any time alone in the company of the brown haired boy. Lieutenant Pike laid down his cloth, and placed his hand gently against the small of my back.

 

“Come on,” he said, “you’re freezing…Lets go sit by the fire.” He kept his hand pressed against me all the way there.

 

“Hey…I wondered where you got to….Come over here, I’ve saved you a spot next to me.”

 

“I don‘t think so,” I said coldly to ‘button boy’, and I made to move away from him. A chorus of jeers immediately went up from the watching men.

 

“Ohhhhh….Are we going to witness another lovers quarrel?”

 

“Are you two little bitches gonna have another brawl? Fifty on the blond to kick the brunettes ass this time…”

 

No….I couldn’t get into another fight…I just couldn’t. How much more unruliness from me would the General tolerate?

 

Unwillingly, I sat down beside Cadet Belford, and the jeering immediately stopped as soon as he put his arm around my shoulders. I had taken my rightful place, as far as those bastards were concerned! I didn’t like it, and I felt uncomfortable, but at least it was less humiliating than being sent back to face Commander Jake, and explaining to him what a failure I had turned out to be.

 

It was getting quite dark now, and the men had begun singing songs. I didn’t know the words to any of them, but Belford did…and he joined in with them loudly. I just wanted to crawl into my bunk and sleep, I was so tired…but I didn’t want to be the first one to leave. To stand up in front of everyone first would be like admitting I was the weakest…

 

I glanced up, and saw the General standing just inside the front of his tent. He seemed to be looking for someone…. Lieutenant Pike, of course. I wondered if his earlier displeasure towards his lover had ebbed yet.

 

Suddenly, Belford remove his arm from around my shoulders and stood up. “Time for us to go to bed,” he whispered, holding out his hand to me. I looked up, about to open my mouth and throw some verbal abuse at him, when I felt someone staring at me….It was the General, and he had that angry glare on his face that he always seemed to wear whenever he looked at me. Why did the sight of me always make him so angry?

 

I looked across the flames at him. Did I really want to piss him off even more by making a scene? No…But how I wished he’d come to my rescue, and save me from this annoying boy again. I realised that wasn’t going to happen when the General just stood there and watched, not saying or doing anything. So, reluctantly, I lifted my hand, and let Belford pull me to my feet….I let him wrap his arm around me….and let him lead me to our designated tent, all the while hoping and praying that the General might still intervene….

 

Once inside the darkened tent, I felt around my bunk, trying to find my backpack. I had an emergency pair of pyjamas folded in there somewhere. I didn’t get a chance to find them….As soon as Belford had secured the night flap, he pounced on me…pushing me to the floor and knocking the wind out of me. His hands were all over me, tugging and pulling at my clothes. His mouth was all over my face, his tongue licking my skin, his teeth nipping and biting.

 

I felt cold air hit my chest, as he ripped my shirt wide open. I struggled beneath his manic grasp, trying so hard to resist the urge to call out for help, still not wishing to make a scene….Then I froze, as I felt his hand trying to wedge its way down the front of my pants.

 

I panicked…and picking up the first thing my fingers closed upon, I brought it crashing down upon the back of his head. I’d hit him with my heavy duty torch. It must have dazed him, because he was moaning…. but his hands were still moving….So I whacked him again, a couple more times, until he stopped moaning…and he stopped moving….

 

I scrambled away from him quickly, breathing deeply and trying to calm my pounding heart. Had I killed him?

 

Nervously I re-approached him. He was alright…..I could hear him breathing. I gave a deep sigh, and left him alone, crawling fully clothed into my bunk, pulling the blanket right up to my chin.

 

“PIKE….”

 

It was the General….calling for the Lieutenant. Had he heard the rumpus? Did he know what I’d just done? Were they coming to arrest me?

 

“Get your ass in here….It’s needed….”

 

Oh gods, I’d almost fainted…..I began to breathe again……He just wanted the company of his lover! Slowly I began to relax. They weren’t coming for me, after all.

 

I heard the sound of their tent being zipped up. And soon after that I could hear the sounds of grunting and groaning. They were doing whatever it was lovers do. I found myself wondering what kind of lover the General was. Was he a good kisser? What did he look like, naked?

 

The noises coming from the tent were intensifying…. the soft gasps and low moans intoxicating….What were they doing? Whatever it was, it sounded like they were both enjoying it immensely.

 

As I listened to their love making, I felt myself begin to harden…and I lowered my hand down.

 

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Chapter Eleven


“Good morning hot stuff….Fancy going another round?”

Pike….Ready and willing beneath me, again! The man had stamina, I had to give him that. Even though I had pounded into him countless times during the night, not once had he complained that he was tired, or that he was sore, or that he needed a rest. In fact, he appeared to be as hungry for sex as I had been…….

But even while I was humping into his well muscled ass, it was the image of the beautiful boy I couldn’t shake from my mind. As my hands had travelled over Pikes firm toned body, my fingers had yearned to be caressing softer, more tender flesh. As my mouth had claimed Pikes lips, my tongue had ached to be dancing with a more youthful partner.

And Pike had no hair! His head was as smooth as a baby’s bum. Most un-alluring…. I longed to entangle and entwine myself in the thick spiky locks of the little blond…to inhale deeply the scent of the shampoo he used…. to feel the softness and texture of his tresses between my fingertips…to wrap the silken strands around my fingers and forcibly pull his head back and expose his vulnerable neck, so that I could bite down hard on that slender column and mark him for all to see…..

“Zephy….come on. Fuck me again,” Pike whined, beginning to thrust his hips up at me, his hard cock pushing into my stomach. I was tempted to do so, but …in the cold light of day, he just wasn’t…pretty.

I pushed myself up off him a little, choosing to ignore my own growing erection. I would save it up and use it on the boy later. I would give him no choice. I had been too lenient last night, too shocked at who he had chosen as his bed partner. But not tonight….No, not tonight. Not if everything went according to plan….

Pikes fingers dug into my butt, pulling me roughly back down on top of him. “Come on Zephy…Do me….You know you want to,” he urged, one hand suddenly grabbing hold of my early morning stiffness.

I slapped his offending hand away, pushing myself completely off the bunk and away from him, reaching for my clothes. “Get dressed Pike,” I ordered harshly. “Your reason for being here is now over. Get out. Don’t you have men to drill?”

I didn’t care about the hurt look on his face as he slowly did as he was told. I just watched impassively, as he donned his attire and left, in silence. And when he was gone, I sat on the edge of my bunk and smiled to myself, because I knew that now, phase two of my plan for getting the little cadet alone….. was about to begin!

Coming out from my tent into the early morning sunlight, I stretched myself lazily and languidly, allowing each muscle to flex and loosen up. Taking Pike’s ass had proven to be a really good form of exercise last night, and I felt psyched up and ready to take on the day….So much so, that I even allowed one of my rare, genuine smiles to grace my lips, as I closed my eyes and raised my face up to welcome the warmth of the early morning rays that I felt falling across my skin.

Ah, but as much as I enjoyed the beauty of this morning, it was going to be nothing compared to the splendour of tonight. When the sun finally set on today, I was going to have a different bedfellow beneath me in my arms….One that I wanted there…One that I intended on keeping there.

Oh he could try and fight me, he could try and protest….Humph….I’d even welcome a little resistance… But come tomorrow, Jakes’s little toy would be mine forever…no going back. What I had shared with Pike last night was nothing compared to what I was going to do to the little blond. I was going to blow his mind, among other things, of course…..And neither the commander, nor anybody else for that matter, would ever be able to satisfy the boy’s base cravings again!

A movement at the doorway to the small tent next to mine caught my eye, and I watched as the dark haired boy crawled sheepishly out from the flaps, his brown eyes dazed and half closed against the morning light. He looked absolutely shattered…..Lucky little bastard. It was as much as he could do to drag himself to his feet….

“Aspen? Aspen…where are you?” he called, as he looked about himself, a pained expression on his face. When he saw me staring at him, he stood to attention, giving me a salute. I was about to turn away, when the mongrel spoke to me…he actually spoke to me! I looked down at him, daring him to mock me about how good his night with the blond had been. Do it boy, and I’ll slice you in two…..

“Sir…Have you seen Cadet Aspen, Sir?” he asked, while he rubbed at the back of his head with one hand. I arched an eyebrow in disbelief…..If I had seen the boy of my wet dreams, did he really think I would be standing here with a semi soft cock? Idiot! I would be as stiff and as rampant as a flag pole.

I snorted at him in dismissal, before turning my back on him and returning to my own abode. If he couldn’t keep a hold of the lover he’d fucked the night before, that wasn’t my problem. I knew for sure I wouldn’t be asking anyone where the little blond was tomorrow morning…I knew exactly where he’d be….stuck face first on the end of my helmet! Nothing could beat an early morning blow-job.

As my tent had been the first one put up because of my high status within in the group, now it was the last to be taken down. I remained within its privacy and protection until the very last minute. I didn’t need to go outside and get all unduly hot and bothered…I let Pike take command, after all, that was what his job was.

Finally, Shears poked his head in and told me it was time to dismantle my shelter. I roused myself up off my bunk, and headed outside. The heat of the sun was powerful, and it beat down mercilessly on the men waiting for me to take control.

Pike had seen me emerge, and he came rushing toward me, pushing past Shears and Wells as they began to disassemble my tent. Once they had done that, the two drivers would be allowed to drive back to the comfort and safety of base.

“Zaphara….Sir…..I have the teams all picked out,” Pike informed me. “My team is all ready to march off now Sir. I was just waiting so that….so that I could say goodbye…and….”

“Goodbye Pike,” I said, turning away from him, preferring to watch Shears and Wells take apart my shelter, rather than some simpering fool who was gushing all over me.

“Oh…Oh well….Well, I guess me and my team will be off then Sir….” He lowered his head sadly. “Will I…be able to see you again, when we get back to base…Sir?”

“I don’t think so, Pike,” I answered. Why would I want to see him? I’d have the pleasure of Jake’s toy in my bed….There would be no need to have Pike.

I heard him walk back dejectedly towards the single file rank of men that were waiting for him. Now my tent was being stored away, it was time to get my own men started on the march……

I looked at the half dozen men Pike had left behind for me. I noticed, with a touch of disappointment, that one of them was Smedley. I don’t know why, but there was just something about the man I didn’t quite like. I think it was because the man had no morals. He’d fuck anything, and everything! He really ought to have a bit more decorum…like me. I didn’t go around screwing anything with a pulse. I had restraint….I had taste…..I had….

Holy fuck!

“Quick…. MARCH…..”

Pike was going….and leaving with him was my little cadet. I suddenly realized I had forgotten to tell the lieutenant my intentions of having the boy in my team. I raced toward the single file of men marching away. It wasn’t that hard to find Cadet Aspen, his small frame dwarfed in between two towering forms. I grabbed him roughly by the arm, swinging him out of the formation.

“Whoa…..Whoa…Whoa….Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” I yelled.

He stared incredulously at me, squinting against the sunlight. “Sir?…” he whimpered.

The whole line came to a shuddering halt, and Pike came running down to see what the problem was. He stared at me, surprised at the way I had pulled the boy from the ranks….at the way I held the blonds arm tightly in my grasp.

“Is there something amiss General, Sir?” Pike asked. “Has this boy done something wrong?” He put his hand on the cadets other arm, and gently tried to pull him from me. “Don’t worry, I’ll discipline him for you…..I’ll discipline him real good.” He smiled at me, still tugging at the boys arm, his eyes never leaving mine. Oh yes, I knew what he was trying to tell me….and I was going to let him know it wasn’t going to happen….not in his fucking lifetime.

Taking my free hand, I placed it over Pikes….and prised his fingers open forcefully. A startled look of surprise crossed his face, but he let go, and stepped back a few paces.

“This boy is coming with me,” I told him. A look of total disbelief crossed over the bald mans face. “Don’t worry, you can have the other one,” I told him, indicating towards the mongrel, who was staring at what was going on with wide eyes. Pike didn’t seem pleased at my offer. I thought I was being more than generous.

“But Sir….Commander Jake instructed that Aspen and Cadet Belford were to be kept together,” he bleated. “And you categorically stated that you didn’t want the dark haired boy anywhere near you. So……”

I recalled the night before, telling Pike during bed talk how much I detested the mongrel, how much I couldn‘t wait for today, so that he would be out of my sight. But that didn’t mean I included the blond in that wish. I thought for a second, before coming up with an answer.

“So…..I’ve changed my mind. Put them both in my team, and take two of my men to replace them with,” I told him, finally relinquishing the hold I had on Cadet Aspen’s arm.

“But….General Sir…”

“Are you daring to question me?” I challenged.

“No Sir, not at all Sir….It’s just that….Well, it leaves you rather…unprotected, Sir…” he said. A rather poor excuse, I thought.

“Are you saying that I can’t take care of myself?” I asked, my voice dangerously low. Pike turned a funny shade of white.

“NO! No Sir….Never…I would never…..” He swallowed nervously, a great big gulping swallow that caused his Adam’s apple to bob up and down. He began to back-pedal, as I knew he would, when he realized how serious I was. “Which two do you want me to swap them for Sir?” he asked, resignedly.

“I don’t give a fuck Pike…You choose,” I snapped, impatient now to get going. “Just hurry up and make the damn switch. I haven’t got all day.”

He did as he was told, taking two of the big burly men out from my ranks, and positioning the blond and the brunet in their place. I noticed he didn’t choose Smedley…

“Wow, for a minute there, I thought we were gonna be split up,” I heard the mongrel whisper, as his hand squeezed hard on Aspen’s adorable ass. I seethed inside at the forwardness of the boy. How dare he touch the little cadet up, in front of me, flaunting his possessiveness in my face? I might take it from Jake, but I definitely wouldn‘t take it from a low-life such as he.

“You! Up front with me,” I said, as I grabbed the blonds arm again and pulled him out of rank for the second time that day. He stared at me through his big blue eyes a moment, before doing as he was told, quickly moving away from the mongrel and taking up position behind me. Now satisfied, I led my six men away….feeling the lieutenants eyes follow me as I walked away into the emptiness of the desert.

I made them walk in the searing heat for over four hours before I granted them their first break. I knew they were tired, but that’s how I wanted them, for I knew there would be mumblings of unrest when I spoke my next plans out loud.

“Okay Ladies….put the sun-breaks up and take a break,” I ordered. Quickly, the men took out the large collapsible sunshades from their backpacks, and put them up. These light scraps of material were essential for the mission, as they provided some much needed shade from the hot sun.

The men allowed me to find a spot in the shade first, before they too dropped like flies onto the hot sand, taking immediate comfort from the coolness the sun-breaks provided. I waiting patiently, as the men sipped from their water bottles, my eyes fixated on a certain blond cadet…watching as he raised his canteen to his sweet pink mouth….watching at how his beautiful, flexible lips closed over and enfolded the neck of the bottle….fascinated at the way his throat constricted as he gulped and swallowed…..God, how I ached to push something else inside that sweet wet cavern…. to feel him sucking and gulping on my hard member…to see his throat work as he swallowed my essence.

I suddenly realised my own throat had become un-naturally dry…and I reached for my own water bottle, taking a huge gulp, nearly choking as the cold water splashed the back of my dry throat. All eyes turned to me, and I turned the choke into a cough…which signalled I was about to speak to them.

“Gentlemen….I know you are aware of what happens on missions like these,” I said, addressing the big muscled men of my company. “ But, for the two newest members of the group, I shall explain. We are approximately one hundred miles from the safety of the base. The point of this mission is to make our way back…It doesn’t matter how long it takes to return…The whole point of this exercise is simply to instil trust and comradeship.”

I paused, letting the words sink in to the two cadets. They didn’t seem unduly fazed by the information I had given them….yet. So I continued.

“I have decided, that instead of waiting until tomorrow to pair off into separate teams, to do it today.” As expected, the four big men opposed my decision. I held a hand up for silence. “It will be perfectly alright…What’s one day? I’m sure the cadets don’t need mollycoddling any more than is necessary….And I’m sure you’re all eager to get this exercise started too.” They couldn’t argue with that….I had seen the longing looks some of them had been exchanging with one another. They were as eager to start this mission as I was.

I cast a glance over at the little blond as I finished speaking, and I saw a look of apparent terror cross over his beautiful features. He cast his watery eyes down to the floor, and chewed nervously on his delectable bottom lip. I wondered what he was so scared of. Perhaps he had noticed the size of the bulge waiting for him in my trousers? Yes, I was a big boy…and I couldn’t wait for him to use his tiny hands and release the monster from my restricting pants, to see his gorgeous eyes open wide in appreciation of what I was going to give him….. I felt myself beginning to stiffen again.

“So, without further ado men….Pick your partner!” I instructed, quickly.

There was a slight scramble of bodies before me, and I was smiling as I made my way across to the blond….only for the smile to be wiped off in an instant. The mongrel had grabbed the little cadet roughly by the hair, and hissed at him…

“Tonight….Your ass is mine…”

“I don’t think so…” I interjected, removing his hand deftly from Aspen’s blond locks. “You had him last night.” Taking a firm hold of the little blond, I pulled him towards me, and away from the other boy. The mongrel dropped his now slightly bruised hand down to his side, and looked up at me.

“Are….Are we both going with you, Sir?” the dozy lad asked, amazement and disappointment in his voice.

“In your dreams,” I snapped, turning to look at the other men who had already paired off and were now just waiting for the order to disembark. “Smedley…” I called. He ran over. “I’ve found you someone to make up a three-some…Interested?” I nodded towards the brown haired cadet.

Silly question….Of course the pervert was interested. In the space of a heart-beat, the man had signalled to his partner, and they had dragged the unwilling mongrel away, held tightly within their grasp….Oh yes, I was sure that boy was going to be very, very sore come morning….

“Okay men….Enjoy the next few days together….Look after each other well….And, see you back at camp!”

A cheer went up, and I watched for a while, as they lumbered off into the dazzling heat, the two separate groups taking a different path from one another…Until finally, FINALLY….I was left alone with the little blond cadet.

Still holding him, I pulled him bodily towards me. I could feel his heart thudding in his chest. He looked like a terrified rabbit. I wanted so much to take him then and there…to strip him of his clothes, to push him down to the hot, soft sand and explore him in all his entirety with my tongue…

But the logical side of me knew that it was unwise to do so. The heat of the sun would exhaust us both too much. And besides…. I had tonight, when we were in the safely and comfort of the small tent he carried in his backpack. I could wait until later….. and take all night to satisfy my lust….

“Are you ready?” I asked, staring down into his deep blue eyes.

“I….I think so…” he whispered.

“Okay…Let’s get going then.” I said, reluctantly releasing my hold on him, and beginning the long walk back to base.

I had to stop several times, the small boy couldn’t keep up so well with the long strides that I was taking. I slowed my pace down a little…didn’t want to exhaust him by making him walk too hard, did I? Had to let him have some energy for tonight!

As the sun began sinking, I decided we’d walked far enough, and ordered him to erect the tent ready for the evening. He did so, and I stood and watched as he did, admiring him as he worked quickly and quietly. When the tent was done, he started to prepare a small campfire, ready to cook our supper on.

The sun sank below the horizon, and we were sat huddled up in front of the small fire. I was impressed…He had managed to cook us up an impressive meal from the meagre rations we had at our disposal. My tummy was full, but another sort of hunger I had was yet to be sated…and I wasn’t prepared to wait any longer!

“Time for bed,” I said, standing up and kicking sand at the flames, stomping on the embers to ensure they were extinguished. I walked forward and held the tent flap open, and smiled as he entered first. Now I knew how the mongrel must have felt last night, when he had finally gotten the boy all to himself.

Well, now it was my turn….And I was sure I was going to enjoy myself tonight!

 

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