Sergeant Scott #2
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing nonconsensual sex between an unrelated man in the military and a preteen boy. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

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I was exhausted and slept deeply.  When I awoke in the middle of the night to pee, I pulled my boxers back up and then immediately fell back asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.  The next thing I knew I heard Scott’s voice calling my name softly.  I felt the sheets being pulled off me.  I feigned sleep hoping he’d leave me alone.  “Austin!” I heard a little more loudly, his mouth near my ear.  I forced myself to remain motionless, eyes closed.  “Fine,” I heard him say.  I almost breathed a sigh of relief, but I decided to hold my breath still.  I was so glad that had bought me a delay.  Or so I thought, because the next thing I knew he was tugging at my boxers.  Not at the waistband, at the actual fabric.  I heard them rip, and then almost as quickly I felt his large dick sliding into my crack.  I moved my hand to my butt and could feel the cotton fabric splayed open and his body pressing against me as his dick invaded my hole again.

He pushed it in harder than last time, and my ass was still sore, so I cried out a bit.  His strong hand shoved my face into the pillow.  “Shhh!  Don’t want to wake your parents.”  He shoved more of his cock in, and I squirmed trying to get away from the cause of the pain.  His lips were near my face again:  “I was going to have you blow me, but since you wanted to play games, I figured I’d go ahead and get some of that hot ass.”

“Sarge, it hurts!” I complained, and then pain erupted through my ass again as he shoved in more of his dick.

“Fuck you feel so damn good!” he said.  More shoved in, and I could feel his pubes pressing against my cheeks.  “Don’t worry.  This one will be quick.  I’ll save the longer one for when we have more time.”  I opened my mouth to object, but he was moving his cock inside me, and I found it was easier to just take a bite of my pillow.  His dick kept moving back and forth slowly, and as the pain relaxed his movements increased.  True to his word it seemed like it was only minutes before he was pounding my sore ass.  He was supporting his upper body on outstretched hands while his hips moved his cock quickly in my butt.  It started to feel good now, and I was grateful for that.

“You’re so fuckin tight!” he said picking up speed.  My body was bouncing up and down as he slammed his thick meat into me repeatedly.  And then finally he came.  He lay on top of me for a few minutes before grabbing me and rolling onto his side.  I moved with him.  His hand slid down my stomach.  He grabbed the boxers and ripped them more until his hand was on my hard dick, and then he began stroking me.  

“Sarge,” I breathed as his hand sped up.  “Unnnhhh,” I moaned.  He kept going fast until I shot my load into his hand.  He squeezed my dick every so often making it twitch again.  He wiped his hand on my now-useless boxers and then embraced me.  Even soft I could feel his dick inside me.

After a while he pulled out of me and moved from my side.  I moved onto my back, and he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head.  He kissed me hard and then said: “When I bring up taking you with me this weekend, you will tell them you want to go and will act excited.”

I could see his intense blue eyes boring into me, and I simply nodded my head yes.  He kissed me again, his tongue going deep inside my mouth.  Then he got off my bed and went into the bathroom.  When he  came out, he headed back to my bed and started climbing onto it.  There was a knock at the door.  “Not dressed,” Scott called out.

My mom’s voice answered through the door.  “Would you boys like French toast for breakfast?”

“Sure,” he answered for us.  Then he looked back at me and smiled.  “Saved by the bell.”  He still pulled my sheets off me. Then he grabbed my boxers and pulled them off, quickly covering me with his body.  “Your naked body feels so good against mine,” he said before kissing me again.

At breakfast he introduced his plan to my parents. “I got a cabin from a buddy for the holiday weekend.  I don’t really want to go there alone, so I was thinking I’d take Austin to keep me company.”

Dad looked at me and then at Mom who smiled.  “That sound like fun to you, buddy?” he asked me.

NO! Don’t do it! I wanted to yell.  “Yeah, that would be really cool,” I said.  I knew I didn’t do a good acting job, but they still bought it.  I don’t think they would’ve said no even if I thought it was the worst idea on the planet.

“Great!  Sounds like a plan, then.  When are you two going?” 
“As soon as we get packed,” Scott said, winking at me and grinning from ear to ear.  “Would I be able to borrow your old truck?”

“Sure thing, Scott.”

“Thanks,” he said.  He followed me back to our room as soon as we had cleared the table.  When we were alone, he pinned me against the wall and kissed me hungrily again.  His large hands shoved my shorts and boxers down and grabbed my ass as he kissed me and rubbed against me.  “We are going to have so much fun!” he said before stepping away and starting to pack.

Yeah, a real blast, I thought to myself sarcastically.  I tried to take my time packing, but he wouldn’t hear of it, of course.  We grabbed some food for the trip, loaded the truck, and then we were on the road.  For his part he was very . . . affectionate I guess you’d say.  As he drove, his hand would squeeze my leg, he’d play with my hair, etc.  He was very cheerful and talked a lot more than he had before, telling me stories about the military, high school, stuff like that.

By the time we got to the cabin, I knew there was no hope things weren’t going to happen often.  It was extremely remote.  We carried our stuff inside and into the bedroom.  I put my bag on the bed and started to unpack, but Scott was behind me, his arms wrapping around me.  I could feel his hard-on against my butt.  I felt his hot breath on my neck as his lips began sucking.  His hands lifted my shirt and then sank into my underwear.  He rubbed my crotch as he ground against my behind.  Then he removed his hands and pushed my shorts and boxers down.  Next his hands slid up my stomach and chest and then continued moving up pulling my shirt from my body. “I have never wanted someone as bad as I do you, Austin.”

He turned me around and yanked the rest of my clothes so that they fell to my ankles.  He kissed me greedily, his tongue going deep in my mouth again.  It was a sloppy kiss, leaving both of our mouths covered in spit.  He pulled his shirt off exposing his muscled chest.  He grabbed my head and pulled it to his chest, and I began sucking on his nipple.  After a bit he said “Free the general, boy.”  I looked up at him unsure what that meant, but when his hand pushed my head downward, it was clear.  I grabbed his shorts and pulled them down.  He wasn’t wearing underwear, so his dick sprang up as soon as the shorts moved down.  I went to my knees to move his clothing off his feet.  Once I had, he moved his dick to my face.  It moved along my cheek leaving a slimy trail until it was at my lips.  I opened my mouth, and he slowly fed me his cock.

I looked up at him as he started slowly and gently humping my mouth.  He smiled at me and said “You’re going to get lots of dick this weekend, just like every good bitch needs.”  I returned my gaze to his dark pubes and the long shaft that moved back and forth, partially covered in my saliva.  “By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be a regular hungry cock slut.”  I didn’t like the sound of that nor was I interested in becoming a cock slut, but I also knew I really didn’t have many options.  I will admit that since it was starting to hurt less when he fucked me, it was beginning to feel good.  Still not something I wanted to do often, though.  

He started moving his dick faster in my mouth and pushing it forward.  His large meat almost gagged me each time, so I resisted going too far.  That didn’t last long since he grabbed my head, said “Come on bitch! You can take more than that!” and then pulled my head toward him so that his large meat filled my throat.  I put my hands on his hips and tried to push myself head backward so I could breathe more easily, but he was way too strong.  I quickly gave up when I also noticed that when I resisted he shoved more in.  “Swallow that fuckin’ cock boy!” he said fucking my throat more earnestly.

After a few moments he thankfully stopped and pulled his cock out.  I wiped my spit off my face as he told me to lay down on the bed.  He had me get on my back with my head at the edge of the bed nearest him.  He grabbed me under the arms and pulled me toward him so that my head was hanging off the bed.  His dick immediately was back in my mouth, and he pushed it in deep.  I grabbed onto his ass as I fought for air.  Eventually I figured out it was easier if I held my breath as his dick slid in and then took a breath when he pulled back.  As he started humping my mouth, he leaned over me, and then I felt him grab my dick and start jerking it.  After he had stroked it for a couple of seconds, I felt the incredible sensation of his mouth going down on me.  He slowly sucked my cock, and now I knew why he was doing this!

A little while later he released my dick and then pulled his own out of my throat.  I looked up at him not knowing what I was supposed to do.  He told me to move back onto the bed, so I scooted until my head was being supported on the mattress.  He got on the bed and stretched out over me.  His lips crushed against mine and his tongue thrust into my mouth as he kissed me greedily.  I kissed him back as he ground his cock against mine.  It was a little difficult sometimes because he would rest his weight on me and that made it hard to breathe.  Once he had kissed me for a while, he stopped and looked deep into my eyes.  “I’ve needed a bitch boy so bad ever since I fucked that kid in Afghanistan,” he said, going back to kissing me.

When he broke the kiss, he got up.  I saw him grab the lube, and he motioned for me to come over to him. I wanted to cry.  “Get my cock ready,” he said.

“Scott. . . Sarge, please. .  .” he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back cutting off my protest.  “Okay! Okay!” I said hurriedly and took the bottle of lube.  He held me like this as I rubbed the liquid on his thick tool.

“You need to learn something,” he began while I prepared his cock for fucking me.  “When I want your mouth, I get your mouth.  When I want your pussy, you give it to me.  No hesitation, no argument.  Got it?”

I started to nod, but he yanked my hair a little more.  “Yes! Yes, Sarge!”

“And while we’re here, you don’t put on any clothes without my permission.  I want quick access to that tight ass.”

“Yes, Sarge.”

He guided me by my hair to the couch.  He let go of me and sat down.  He twirled his finger indicating I should turn around, and so I did.  He grabbed my hips and pulled me down.  He stopped me and put his dick in my crack, and then I started sitting down.  I felt his large meat enter me, and I tried to relax my breathing.  I braced myself with one hand on the arm of the couch and the other on his muscular leg.  I continued sitting down, swallowing his thick meat with my ass.  “Fuck yes!” he said.  I found it was sometimes easier to just keep pushing it in even though it burned.  The pain seemed to disappear more quickly that way.  “That’s right, Austin!  Sit on that mother fuckin’ cock, boy!”  

I gradually moved backward as his meat filled my hole, but I guess he got tired of the slow pace because suddenly I felt his hands on my shoulders.  He gripped me firmly and then pulled me down while driving his hips up.  I yelled out as his pole sank into me completely.  “You got my manhood filling you up, boy!”  He pulled me backwards so that I was laying against his torso.  He rubbed my chest and stomach firmly.  “Feel that fat cock in your pussy. Mmmmm.”  His hand went to my groin and rubbed my dick and balls.  “Feel good to have that cock inside your belly, boy?”  Not really, I thought.  It was that weird mix of pain and good again, but I wasn’t enjoying this yet.  “I could keep you plugged all fucking day.”  That idea made me want to cry.

I could feel his body moving under me, making his cock do small movements inside me.  It almost felt like his dick was in my lungs.  He kissed me as he rubbed my nipples, and then he said “Ride my cock, bitch,” and he pushed me forward.  Using my legs I slowly lifted my body and then settled back down feeling his meat slide back and forth in my aching ass.  “Faster cunt!” he barked, and I started speeding up.  As the pain relaxed, I could feel pleasure again, and after a while I began moving faster and then got to a point where I was letting my body just fall against him every time I lifted up.  

He let me fuck myself for several moments before I felt my hair in his hand again, and he yanked me backwards against him.  I felt his hot breath on my cheek.  “You like that big dick in your pussy, don’t you boy?”

“Yes, Sarge,” I half lied.
“That’s fucking right you do.  You want me to fuck you good and hard, don’t you bitch?”  When I didn’t answer right away, he pulled my hair harder and snapped “Don’t you!”

“Yes, Sarge!  Yes!”

“Say it!”

“Fuck me, Sarge.  Fuck me!”

He pulled my hair a little harder.  “Fuck you how, boy?”

“Fuck me hard, Sarge!”

“You want my dick bad, don’t you Austin?”

“Yes, Sarge.  Fuck with me . . . with that big, fat, hairy cock.”

His grip relaxed. He nibbled on my ear lightly before whispering into it:  “You’re learning, bitch.”  He released me completely and then ordered me to go to the bed.  I felt his strong hands against me as he helped me maneuver off his long pole, and then I headed straight to the bed and climbed onto it.  He seemed to be getting rougher, and it scared me a little.  I was afraid to resist, hesitate, or anything.  When he arrived he looked at me.  “Who told you to get on the bed?”

“Sorry, Sarge!” I said and quickly scrambled to my feet.  

He grabbed me and spun me around.  His hand shoved my upper back, so that I was forced to bend over.  Before I could even settle into this position, his dick was crammed into my hole.  I cried “SARGE!” as pain erupted from his rough entry.  I felt his hands on my shoulders, and then he pulled his cock backward and slammed it back into me.  “FUCK!” I yelled.

“Yes! I love it when a bitch makes some noise.  And without your mommy and daddy around, you can scream as loud as you want, pussy boy.”  Then he started slamming it into me harder and faster.  I grabbed fistfuls of blanket as he rammed his fat cock into me repeatedly.  After a bit he slapped my ass and said “You’re my bitch, ain’t you!”

“Yes, Sarge!” I spat straining from the pounding.  At least it was starting to feel better finally.

A little more hard fucking, and then he stopped.  His dick was buried completely in my hole, and he bent over me.  I felt him kissing my face, and so I turned my mouth toward his and felt his tongue enter me.  I kissed him back.  “I hated only getting a quickie from you this morning.  Your pussy is too fucking awesome to waste.”  He started doing slow, short thrusts now.  “I can’t believe how badly I fucking want you, Austin.  I ain’t no fag, but I want to lick you all over, fill you up with my cum, taste every inch of you.”  His mouth moved to my shoulder as he switched to longer thrusts.  He sucked on my skin and then kissed my neck and upper back as he slowly humped me.  “I think I’m going to need to find a way to get rid of your parents so I can have you all to myself.”

That scared me.  “Please don’t hurt my parents!”

He stopped and was silent, and then he started chuckling.  “Relax, Austin.  I didn’t mean it that way.”  He continued again, and then added “You keep doing what I want, and everyone will be happy.”

Except me, I thought. Although, I when he was sucking my dick. . . and right now this wasn’t feeling too bad either.  Maybe I would start enjoying it at some point.  I wasn’t too convinced.  But then I felt his cock ramming into me harder, and I couldn’t think anymore.  He picked up speech and power until I could actually hear the bed sliding against the wood floor of the cabin.  I started moaning uncontrollably, getting louder as he picked up speed.

“That’s right, bitch!  Make some goddamn noise!”

I moaned louder to make him happy, and I could feel him moving faster.  Then suddenly he stopped.  I could feel his dick twitching inside me, but it didn’t feel like when he was coming.  He was kissing my back and shoulders again, and then he pulled out.  I was so happy he was done!

“Get on the bed and lay down on your stomach,” he said.  I looked at his dick, and he was rock hard.

Shit! I thought as I moved into the position he wanted.  He kissed my butt cheeks before biting them and then kissed his way up my back until his dick was in my crack again, and then I felt my hole forced open again as he entered me.  He started up again but with a slow rhythm.  “Wish I had discovered how good boys were to fuck a long time ago!” he said.  “I miss big tits, but your pussy more than makes up for it.”  Man how I wished he had someone with big tits right now.  He wasn’t kidding when he talked about making this a long one.  “I may have to extend our little vacation, Austin.”  My heart sank.

Soon he was back into pounding me hard.  The bed creaked loudly as he rammed my ass.  My balls were tingling, and I could feel pressure building up in my cock as it rubbed against the bed while his dick massaged it from inside.  When he slowed down again, he stopped, and then I could feel his dick moving out of me.  He lay down and then told me to sit on it again.  I straddled him facing him as he instructed.  My hole was loose enough from his fucking that I could sit down much quicker now.  As I started riding him, he was ramming his cock upward into me.  I could tell I was going to cum soon, and the pleasure drove me on so that I was riding his thick shaft hard.  His hands were on my thighs, and I heard myself yell “Fuck me, Sarge!  Oh gawd!”
“FUCK YES!” he yelled.  I felt his knees bend behind me, and then he was lifting me high as he rammed his cock harder into me.  I had to grab onto his arms to keep from being launched forward. 

“Give it to me, Scott!” I said forgetting his title, but this time he didn’t correct me.  He just plowed me harder.  “Unnnhhh!!” I yelled as I climaxed.  My jizz shot out onto his stomach.  As soon as he realized what was happening, he slowed down and grabbed my cock.  He squeezed it firmly making my dick twitch more.  As my orgasm slowed, he took my cum and rubbed it onto his chest, including the jizz I had spilled onto his stomach.  Then he pulled me down to his face, and we kissed.  

When he released me he said “Clean it up,” as he pulled my head to his chest.  I closed my eyes and made a face as I began licking my sticky stuff from his skin.  He started humping me a little faster, and so I could tell this turned him on.  I decided to suck on his skin harder, especially when I got to his nipples.  

When I was done licking my salty fluid from him chest, he shoved me off.  “Get on all fours.  I want to do you doggie, bitch.”  I got on my hands and knees, and he was inside me and pounding my ass in no time.  He did quick, long thrusts, his body slamming into me.  His hands slipped on my sweaty skin as the slapping noise got louder.  I started pushing back when he was about to move forward just to keep my balance.  When I heard him moan louder, I started shoving my ass backward harder which also meant his cock rammed into me harder, too.  He continued at this for a while, the headboard rocking so much I thought it would break.

When he pulled out the next time, I was shoved down and flipped onto my back.  He had my legs in the air quickly, and his cock was entering me again.  When he had shoved it in all the way, his lips were pressed against mine.  I opened my mouth to admit his tongue, and we kissed as he continued pounding my hole.  “So. Fucking. Hot.” he said before increasing speed.  I recognized the urgency now, but I wondered if he would slow things down again.  When I felt him going faster, I was afraid to hope.  A few moments later, though, I smiled as he froze.  I felt his cock blasting inside my ass.  My muscle squeezed reflexively, and his dick twitched more.  He collapsed against me, and I rubbed his back and muscular shoulders as his hot breath sent chills through me when it hit my damp skin.

After a bit he pulled out of me and rolled me onto my side.  He reinserted his cock into my hole and then embraced me.  Soon I felt his breathing slow.  His dick started to shrink as I drifted off to sleep as well.

When I awoke I smelled food.  I looked around and saw him standing naked in the kitchen cooking dinner.  I crawled out of bed and went looking for underwear, but then I remembered I wasn’t allowed to wear any.  Instead I went into the bathroom and took care of business.  When I came out the food was on the table.  He smiled at me and pushed out my chair with his foot.  I joined him, and we ate dinner.  He asked me questions about things I like to do, what kind of chicks I dig, music, etc.  After dinner we cleaned up, and then he started a fire.  I sat next to it gratefully since it was getting cold.  He lay down on the rug in front of the fireplace and pulled my hand so I would join him.  When I laid down, he was over me and kissing me gently.  We slowly tongue kissed as he transferred his weight to his side.  His hand moved up and down my naked body tenderly.

After a while he told me to get the cards.  When I returned to the rug, he was sitting cross-legged.  I sat across from him, and we played several hands of poker before he decided it was bedtime.  I was nervous climbing into bed with him; my ass still kind of hurt.  We kissed and cuddled, and then thankfully he let me go to sleep.

In the morning I felt his hard-on pressed against my butt.  I reached down and slowly stroked him and felt it was lubed.  “Good morning,” he said softly, and then I felt his dick going into me again.  This time it was a gentler fuck than yesterday, almost loving.  After breakfast he had me put on clothes while he got dressed, and went for a hike.  We came back, had lunch, and then we decided to go for a swim in the river to cool off.  Of course this meant skinny dipping even though I had brought trunks.

After we were done playing in the cold water, we lay in the sun to warm up.  I lay next to him and admired his muscular body, the way the water droplets clung to the curves of his body.  I reached up and ran my finger down his large chest and across his abs.  He pulled my head to his chest, and I began sucking on his nipple.  After a bit I felt my head being nudged downward, and I looked and saw his cock standing straight up.  I knew what he wanted, and I figured if I did it more willingly, things might be easier for me.  So I moved my head to his groin and started sucking on his dick.  

He let me blow him slowly while he stroked my dick.  After a bit he moved in, and I could feel my cock sliding in his wet mouth.  We blew each other for a while before he pulled out.  He pushed me down so I stayed on my stomach, and then he was on top of me.  “I need some more of that hot pussy, boy!” and then he was sliding it into me.