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Chapter 16

I couldn’t believe that the timely arrival of someone had saved me from the General…Or maybe not, for he still lay on top of me, still kept his massive cock propped against me. I held my breath, and tried to ease my ass away, just enough to stop it from touching me.

Button Boy was standing just inside the tent. He was staring down at us with his mouth wide open, his dark eyes large in the dim light. Oh fuck…There I was, naked, led on my back, with my legs parted… and he could see everything….He could see what was about to happen to me. I felt shame flood my face, and I watched, tongue-tied, as the man above me now turned his head around to face our visitor .

“Outside,” I heard him say. “Get the fuck outside.” He didn’t sound too happy at the interruption, whereas I…

The cadet mumbled something which I didn’t hear very well, but whatever it was he said, it caused the General to flip, for he swore at the boy.

“Do I look like I am currently in a position, TO GIVE A FUCK?”

I’d never heard him raise his voice like that before. It echoed in the tiny little space we were in, and I suddenly felt a draft of cold air hit my body, as the General flew towards the dark haired boy in a rage.

I lay there terrified, unable to move, unable to tear my eyes away, staring helplessly as he easily picked up Button Boy by the neck with one hand. The boys little legs dangled helplessly, and he tried unsuccessfully to prise the Generals fingers off his throat as his eyes began to bulge, and his face began to change colour. And I cringed, as I witnessed the boy lose control of his bladder, and piss himself with fright.

I was trembling in fear, as the General tossed the boy to the floor. I thought he was going to kill him for sure, when he went and stood over the crumpled figure at his feet, looking down at him, his face and voice full of scorn.

“Cadet, you thought your life was in danger before? You have no ideal how close you are right now to losing it altogether….I will happily take your miserable life from you, right here, right now….and in the most painful, torturous way I can imagine….”

I held my breath. My heart was hammering away in my chest. Was I going to be privy to a murder? Would the General kill me too, afterwards, as the only witness to what he had done? Were we both to be buried in the desert, lost forever?

Button Boy moved, slowly making his way out of the tent, keeping his watch on the General all the while.

“I’ll….I’ll be just outside Sir….Waiting til you finished….”

Nooooooooo, I thought, as I saw him escaping through the door. Don’t go….Don’t leave me alone in here with him….Please……

He did the zipper up. “Don’t mind me Sir….You carry on….I’ll just sit out here quietly…You carry on with what you were doing before I interrupted….”

I turned my frightened eyes now on the naked man that was left inside with me. He had a smirk about his face as he came towards me, dropping himself down on top on me once again, knocking the wind out of me. I knew he intended to resume where he had left off. And I dared not resist. I dared not fight. Looking at the door, hoping in vain for some miracle to happen to stop him, I opened my legs………

“Sir….if you’re feeling generous….maybe….maybe you’d let me in, and I can play with Aspen too?”

At the sound of Button Boys voice, my mind went crazy…..and I panicked. What the General was about to do, it was going to hurt me, and I knew the boy outside would hear me scream and think me weak. In my madness, I pulled myself away from the man pinning me down, hurrying backwards on my ass, trying to get out of his reach. I didn’t want to goad him into killing me, but I just wasn’t thinking straight….

“I’m sorry….I’m sorry…I can’t do this….” I cried, as my fingers brushed up against something soft. My pyjamas! I clutched them tightly to me, then quickly dived into them, tugging them up as high around my chest as I could, not caring how silly I looked, just hoping they would provide some sort of magical barrier against the man.

I thought it had worked too, for a little while. He just sat there, smiling at me. But then, he began crawling towards me, a predatory look on his face. He never said a word, just kept coming towards me, the smile on his face getting bigger and bigger. There was nowhere for me to run, no escape. The only thing left for me to do, was plead for my life…..

“Please Sir…Please…I just want to go to bed Sir.” I didn’t want to die.

“Come on then little cadet, what’s stopping you? Lets go…” he answered. Lets go….Lets, as in, together…… He wasn’t going to give up, was he?

I moved away from him. I was just so scared, so frightened. Couldn’t he see that? Obviously he couldn’t, because, as I tried retreating from him further, he stood up, and I saw that his cock was as hard now as it had been when he first tried to push it into me. Why couldn’t we just go back to kissing? I liked the kissing. Why did he want to have to…….

“If you’re not going to do it Sir, then….Can I come back inside? Please? It’s freezing out here.”

The smile was wiped off the Generals face in an instant. With a scowl, he marched over to the wall of the shelter, and brought back his leg, lashing out at Button Boy, who had sat up against the tent outside. The boy let out a loud scream. It had obviously hurt him, the General had put all of his force behind the kick. And I knew I would be the next one to get a taste of his anger if I didn‘t do what he wanted…….

Taking in deep quick breaths, I hastened to my backpack, and I brought out my trusty torch, once more holding it aloft to defend myself. I didn’t honestly think I stood a chance against the General, not really, but……

The General left me alone!

I could hardly believe it…..He looked at me, looked at my weapon, swore at me….and then he let me be…..

Still holding the torch up high, in case it was some sort of trick, I watched as he doused the light, listened as he crawled into his own bedding….and slowly relaxed as I heard his breathing even out. My thudding heart began to beat normally, and I lowered my aching arm, only to raise it again immediately when I heard the sound of the zipper in the tent doorway being pulled up…..

“Is it safe to come in now?” Button Boy asked of the darkness. When no-one answered him, he clambered into the small enclosure. My eyes could vaguely make his shape out, as he loitered by the doorway. “Aspen? I know you’re not asleep, I can hear you trying to hold your breath.” He was right, I was. “Was it good Aspen? You didn’t make much noise, did you? Are you one of the quiet ones? I like a screamer myself….Want me to make you scream, boy?” He chuckled softly.

“Fuck off, prick,” I said, my knuckles turning white with the grip I had on the torch.

“Ohhhhh, testy aren’t we?” he laughed. I heard the sound of him settling down. “Well, don’t worry. Luckily for you, I really am cold, and tired….But who knows, after I wake up all refreshed….maybe it’ll be our turn for a little fun…Night night Sweetie….”

He was right about it being cold too. As I stood there in the dark I was shivering from head to toe. The chill of the night seemed to enter my very bones. When I heard both of them breathing in deep slumber, Button Boy snoring loud enough to wake the dead, I dared to inch forward to my bedding… only to hastily move away, when I realised the dark haired boy had stolen it….

My teeth began chattering, and I rubbed at my arms in an attempt to get warm. Finally, on hands and knees, and as quietly as I could, I found my clothes in the dark, and got dressed, pulling my pants on over the top of my pyjama bottoms. Then, sitting as far away from the other two as I could, I huddled my knees up to my chin, and prepared myself for a long night……

I was still awake in the morning, when I saw the General stir. He turned over lazily in his nice warm bedding, and flung his arm across Button Boy, pulling him in closer to his body. Good, I thought, maybe now, he’ll leave me alone……

But as soon as he opened his eyes, and saw who it was enfolded in his arms that morning, he rose from the bed and kicked the other boy away from him. Ok, maybe he preferred blondes to brunettes, just my luck!

“Who gave you permission to enter?” he yelled down at the half-asleep boy. The cadet looked back up at the General with an uncomprehending look on his face, while I remained tightly curled up in a ball, not wanting to be noticed, not wanting to be drawn into the conversation.

“Um…well Sir, you didn’t actually say I couldn’t come back in….You just insinuated that I had to stay outside while you fucked Aspen.”

As soon as my name was uttered, I knew it was time for me to get out. There was no telling what they would do to me between them. I’d heard rumours, while laying in my bunk at night, of wild orgies, where more than one man would have sex with another. While the men telling the stories had laughed and cheered, I had crawled further under my blanket, and had clapped my hands over my ears, shutting out the crude details, shaking for fear of feeling my blanket pulled away. Luckily, it never had been….But now….

While the Generals attention was focused on Button Boy, I stealthy made my way across to the door. I kept my eyes on the man the whole time, ready to bolt if he made a move towards me. I must have made some small noise to alert him of what I was doing, and my heart caught in my throat, as he turned his green eyes upon me.

“And just where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

I knew I had to come up with a good answer, or I’d never be leaving that tent. “I….I need to relieve myself Sir,” I stammered, my fingers quickly undoing the zip on the door, opening it up without caring if I caught the material in between the metal teeth or not.

Finally open, I rushed head first out into the morning sunlight.

 

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Chapter 17

Relieved of my early morning hard-on, I finally dressed and exited the little canvas shelter. Standing tall in the early morning rays of the sun, I scanned the outside, looking for the elusive little blond. I saw him, not far from my tent, entangled in the arms of the brunette boy. They both had their eyes closed, and they were kissing like there were no tomorrow. I felt my blood begin to boil……

I had been left alone, to take care of my early morning needs, because the little pup fancied the mongrel more than me?

I glared at them, watching as the dark haired boy began lowering his hand down, caressing intimately the soft curves of the blonde’s ass.

Of course! They were lovers!

The realization hit me like a thunderbolt. Why hadn’t I seen it before? It was so obvious to me now. And all the while, I had been thinking, believing, it was Jake fucking the beautiful little cadet’s brains out…..

How stupid could I be? All the signs had been there for me to see, even though they had tried to be clever and cover up their tracks. I remembered back to our first night away, when they had been sitting together beside the camp fire….

I had seen them sat to next to one another, the mongrels arm wrapped possessively around the boy’s shoulders. I had seen how tenderly he offered his hand, and helped the boy to his feet, leading him off to the private enclosure of their tent, his arm encircled familiarly about the boy’s waist. And last night…..The little blond had been more than willing to give himself to me, totally submissive in my arms. Until his lover had shown up, and caused him to feel guilty, making him pull away from me…..

I should have known about them being a couple then……

“AHEM!”

At my cough, they broke apart like two frightened rabbits. The mongrel turned to stare at me defiantly, his eyes sparkling with triumphant passion, while the blond had the decency to hide his eyes from me. I stared back at the brown haired boy…..

Don’t think you’ve won his heart too soon, my own eyes warned him. We’re not back at camp yet and… one taste of me, and you’ll be, history……

I let a sneering smile grace my lips. The mongrel was on borrowed time, and from the slight tremor that played around his face, he knew it too.

“When you are both quite…ready,” I drawled. “You can begin to dismantle the accommodation.”

With a teasing slap to the little cadet’s pert bottom, the mongrel gave a short laugh and proceeded to carry out my orders. Aspen however, hovered about, looking between me and his boyfriend, as if undecided who he wanted to stay with.

Like I said, one taste of me…

Feeling flirty, I fixed my gaze on the blond, and began stretching, reaching my arms up to the sky, thrusting my chest out and my hips forward. My long overcoat slipped open a little, revealing my bare upper torso underneath, and the bulge that was slowly expanding again in my pants. I pretended to close my eyes as I slightly lifted my face, but peeked out at him through the narrowed slits…….

Yeah, he was watching.

I felt myself hardening even more, and the groan of pleasure I gave was genuine, as I lowered my arms back down and rubbed my hands across and over my nipples, loving the feeling of the tingling sensations shooting right through me…….

“Hey Aspen….You gonna stand around all day just looking pretty? Get over here and help.”

I couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped my lips. So, the mongrel was jealous eh? Well, he had every right to be. I was going to snatch his boyfriend away from him. Of that, he could be certain. And there wasn’t a thing he could do about it.

Smiling a satisfied smile, I watched as the little blond scurried over towards his lover, his beautiful face flushed from watching me perform for him. I knew he wanted more of me….he was just too afraid to admit to the mongrel that it was all over between them.

Soon….soon….

It wasn’t until the two cadets had finished packing up camp, and I had made a start, taking the lead and walking off into the pitiless heat of the desert, that I began to question what the fuck the dark haired boy was doing here in the first place. How the hell had he gotten away from Smedley and his partner? The little bastard must had taken the first opportunity that had presented itself, and had escaped and come running to find his bed partner.

Love…It could be a strange beacon. How sweet….. Made me want to throw up!

I cast a quick glance back at them. They were following behind me, as I knew they would be. Like a gentleman, the mongrel had taken the heavier backpack on his broad shoulders. But, unlike a gentleman, he was walking behind Aspen, leering after his cute behind as he walked. I wanted so badly to take that smile off his face.


Maybe, I thought, I should just throw his sexy little fuck-toy onto the ground in front of him, and ravish the blond cadet until he screamed my name. Or, I could force my cock into that beautiful mouth of his, and let my cum quench his thirst. That ought to take the look of happiness off the mongrels face, that ought to make him realise it was all over between them.

Or maybe, I thought, if that failed, I could just skewer the dark haired youth with my bayonet, put him out of his misery, and not let him suffer the pangs of knowing I was going to pump into his loved ones ass…not just once, but many, many times.

But neither suggestion seemed ideal. For the first, he might be a pervert, and enjoy seeing his lover being fucked by another man. And for the second…Well, I didn’t really want to dirty my blade with the blood of someone so unworthy……

Trying to make a decision as to what to do, I pressed on harder, up and over endless sand dunes, until…..

“Sir….Sir….”

I turned back, aggravated and annoyed at hearing the mongrels voice calling me.

“What?” I barked, glaring back at him. He was stood there, drenched in sweat, pointing back down the dune we had just climbed.

“Um…Cadet Aspen, Sir…he’s….”

I hurried back to where he was pointing. The little blond was crumpled in a heap at the bottom of the steep incline.

“I…I think he fainted, Sir.”

Oh wow, the mongrel showed such intelligent sometimes, for a dumb animal.

I pushed past him, hurrying quickly to the slumped little figure. He was indeed unconscious. His cap had fallen off, and his fair hair was damp and clinging to his sweat soaked face. I knelt down, and gently pushed some of the locks away from his closed eyes. He gave a little whimper, and I felt my cock twitch. He looked so adorable led there like that, so helpless, so defenceless……..

“Is…is he dead Sir?”

I looked back up at the stupid mongrel, anger, and the sun, making me squint.

“No, he’s not fucking dead,” I told the dark silhouette. “No one dies while they’re with me….Not without my permission, anyway.” My fingers began to undo the buttons on the small cadets jacket, my mouth watering as my eyes gazed down upon his exposed skin…so soft, so white, so…..

“What are we going to do with Aspen, Sir?”

I knew what I wanted to do with him….I wanted to rip his clothes off and spread his legs and slip into that luscious ass of his. But it wouldn’t be fair on the little blond cadet if I did that. How could he enjoy it, if he wasn’t aware of it?

So, I did the only thing I could do in this situation….I picked the boy up in my arms… and I carried him.

 

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Chapter 18


I stumbled away from the entrance of the tent as fast as my little legs would carry me, expecting all the time for a strong, pale hand to grab at my ankle and drag me back. Scurrying over and down the nearest sand dune, I did what I said I was going to do….I emptied my bladder.

“Want to hold mine while I go?”

I looked back up the slope, to see Belford standing at the top, staring down at me, a stupid grin playing about his lips. Ignoring what he said, I gave my cock a quick little shake, and then tucked it back safely within the confines of my clothing.

Making my way back up, I made to barge past the boy, but he grabbed at my sleeve, twisting me around and clutching me tightly. He leant into my ear, and whispered…..“I know what you were doing with the General last night Aspen…and unless you let me have some of the same, everyone back at base will know what a dirty little slut you are.”

I shoved at him really hard, pushing him away from me. I hadn’t wanted the General to touch me last night. And I certainly didn’t want this idiot anywhere near me! His hand shot out and grabbed me again, only this time he hauled me back by my hair. He yanked hard, and I felt tears come to my eyes. As he spun me around, I had my fist raised ready to punch at his face.

But he was quicker than I thought, and easily caught and held my balled hand at bay, centimetres from his nose. He chuckled. “Feisty little thing, aren’t you? Good, because I like it when you struggle…turns me on.”

Instinctively, I stood still.

“Aw,” he said, noticing my sudden unmoving state. “And here was me thinking you were going to be fun to play with.”

“What do you want?” I asked, trying to keep the anger and fear out of my voice.

“You….” he laughed, lowering his head to mine. I turned away from him, and his lips made contact with the side of my face instead of my mouth. That didn’t stop him though. He stuck his tongue out, and began licking around my earlobes, trailing wetly down my neck.

“Ohhh, what have we here?” he remarked. I looked at him puzzled. What was he talking about. “You have a massive great big hickey….A love bite…A mark of claiming…” he explained, seeing the confused look in my eyes. “The General has bit you, showing everyone that he’s taken you,” he said, trailing a finger against my throat.

I suddenly remembered last night, and the General sucking on my neck. And the way I had loved it. My hand flew to my throat, and with trembling fingers I felt the skin that Belford had just touched. I couldn’t feel anything.

“Don’t believe me?” he asked. He pulled his backpack off his shoulders and rummaged around inside for a few moments, before drawing out his small shaving mirror. “Here, take a look for yourself,” he said, thrusting the reflecting glass at me.

With trembling fingers, I took it from him, and gazed into its shiny surface….and watched as my face drained of colour. He hadn’t been lying. It was huge. A great big, blood red mark on the side of my neck, standing out for all to see. I felt sick. Everyone would know…..Everyone would talk. I would be an object of ridicule. Why hadn’t I stopped him?

“I have some cream that will get rid of that mark in seconds, you know,” Belford stated, matter-of-factly. I looked eagerly at him, my hopes beginning to rise. “And, its yours…..if……..” He left the rest of his sentence unspoken. I finished it for him…..

“If….if I…If I sleep with you?” He laughed at me, nodding his head.

With a shaking hand, I offered the mirror back to him. And didn’t try to pull away this time when he grabbed me and pulled me close.

“You will give the cream to me, won‘t you?” I asked, panicking.

“Oh yeah,” he said, still laughing. “You’ll have all the cream from me you can handle.” He put a finger under my chin, and forced up my face, staring at me. “But don’t worry. I won’t make you to do it out here now, this minute. But later tonight, when its cooler, and when the General is sleeping. And when I have finished with you then, then I’ll give you.... the cream.”

Not if I’m able to find it first and steal it from you, I thought. But I had to let him think I was going to go along with his plan.

I opened my mouth to speak, and he took the opportunity I presented to attach himself to my face, his mouth covering mine. My hands went up to his chest, and for a moment I knew I wanted to push him from me. But then I also realized that if I did, he would definitely withhold the special cream from me, maybe even destroy it, and I would have to walk around all the other men back at base marked like a harlot.

Choosing the lesser of the two evils for now, I opened my mouth, and let his tongue invade me. I was shocked to discover that his kiss wasn’t as sweet as the Generals had been. Belford’s lips were dry and chapped, rough and hurtful against my own…whereas the Generals lips had been soft and smooth, warm and enticing. I was quite surprised to find there was a difference between the two men. I never knew that. I thought all kisses would be the same.

One of his hands that was wrapped around my waist, now began to go lower down my body, cupping my ass cheek. My mind began to race. He said he wouldn’t do it here. Had he lied? Did I dare to stop him….Did I…..

“AHEM!”

On hearing the short, sharp bark, I recoiled from Belford as if his contact burned me. I knew straight away who it was standing there, and my face flushed with embarrassment. The General had seen button boy kissing me. I couldn’t look at him, the shame on my face plain to see.

“When you are both quite ready,” the General said, his tone quietly intimidating, “You can begin to dismantle the accommodation.”

With a slap at my ass, Belford ran off laughing towards the little tent. I just stood there. I really, really didn’t want to follow him. I didn’t want him to think he could kiss me again. I didn’t like his kisses. I liked the Generals kisses better.

Thinking of the General, and the way he had kissed me last night, I found my eyes drawn upwards. I stared at him, standing there, dressed only in his leather pants and ankle length black coat. He looked stunning, and I so wanted to go across and taste his sweet lips once again. But then I remembered what he had tried to do to me after giving me his kisses. And I didn’t want to be with him either.

I looked across to where Belford was, busy dismantling the canvas shelter. And looked back again towards the General….Who was the worse of the two? Whose company could I bear to stand the most?

Suddenly, the General made a movement, and my eyes were captivated by him. He was having an early morning stretch….and I watched spell bound, as his coat slipped open, and his magnificent bare chest was revealed. I could feel myself getting hard watching him…and I thanked all the gods in heaven that he had his eyes closed, that he wasn’t aware of me staring at him. In my mind, I was back in that little tent with him last night, and he had his arms wrapped around me…and he was kissing me…and kissing me….and ……

“Hey Aspen…..You gonna stand around all day just looking pretty? Get over here and help.”

The sound of Belfords voice pulled me out of my trance. Plus the fact I heard the General laughing. I felt my face go beet red. So, he had seen me watching him….How fucking embarrassing.

I ran from him, to cover up my shame and humiliation by helping Belford dismantle and pack everything away. It didn’t take us long. Soon, both our backpacks were filled. Luckily for me, Belford seemed to have stowed most of the stuff in his pack.

We had barely put the packs on our backs, when General Zaphara began to walk off. I had to hurry to catch up with him, he walked so fast. And he continued to walk fast for most of the day.

Within a few minutes, I was sweating. Why the hell hadn’t I taken off my pyjama bottoms? The sun was pounding down on my head, and there was no breeze to help cool me down. My booted feet kept sinking in the soft sand, and the heavy pack rubbed against my shoulders.

By mid day, I felt light headed. We’d been walking non stop for over six hours. My clothes were drenched, and I desperately needed more water. I had finished my supply off an hour before.

My vision started to swirl. I was having trouble keeping the General in focus. He seemed to be moving further and further away from me, and that meant I had to keep trying to go faster, so I could catch up with him. My breath was coming in short pants, my mouth and throat dry. I started slipping to my knees, forcing myself back up onto my feet with every ounce of strength I could muster. Until the last time I fell.

This last sand dune had been too much for me. Almost at the top, I collapsed, and rolled all the way back to the bottom. I could move no more. I just lay there, closing my eyes, wanting to rest…just for five minutes. I would be alright after just five minutes.

“Sir….Sir….” I vaguely heard someone call out. “Um…Cadet Aspen, Sir…he’s….I….I think he fainted, Sir.”

I didn’t know who this person was talking to, and I didn’t care. I was just drifting off peacefully….

“Is…is he dead, Sir?”

Am I dead, I wondered.

“No, he’s not fucking dead.” I heard a voice bark. So, I wasn’t dead. Good, so go away now and leave me alone then. “No one dies while they’re with me….Not without my permission.” But I wanted to….Just go away…

“What are we going to do with Aspen, Sir?”

You’re going to fuck off, you’re going to let me rest here….just let me rest here…..

I’m not sure if I said the words aloud or not….All I can remember is being lifted. And being held. And from somewhere deep in my memory, I recognized the scent of whoever it was holding me. It was a nice scent, a pleasing scent.

And I inhaled it deeply one last time, before falling into darkness.