Sergeant Scott
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 went with my parents to pick up a friend of my dad’s who was coming back from serving in Afghanistan.  Scott was going to be staying with us for a while as he got back on his feet.  He didn’t really have any family, so Dad was kind of all he had.  Scott scared me at first. He was a Marine, had lots of tattoos, and big muscles.  He was kind of rough when he spoke, and when he met me the look he gave me was unsettling.  It wasn’t mean, but I can’t describe it.  It was on the way home that I discovered we would be sharing a room.  That made me even less comfortable.

When we got home, we had dinner, and then the adults were drinking so I went and played video games.  Soon I smelled something weird and looked over to see a cigar hanging out Scott’s mouth.  Grandpa used to smoke them, but I had forgotten how they smelled.

When it was my bedtime, I said goodnight to everyone.  Scott announced he was going to “crash” as well.  We both got undressed.  When I began to climb into bed, he asked “Don’t I get a hug goodnight?”  I didn’t know what to say, but since he scared me I got up.  I noticed his big hairy chest.  When I gave him a light hug, I felt his powerful arms engulf me.  One of his hands smacked me on the butt and squeezed.  When he released me, he winked at me, his cigar hanging out of his mouth.  I got into bed, and he asked:  “So you jackin off yet?”

“What?” I couldn’t believe what he had just asked.

“You’re 12 ain’t you?”  I nodded.  “You jack off?  And don’t lie.”

I’m sure I turned three shades of red before I answered “Yes, sometimes.”

He looked at me hard before asking “You ever seen a real man’s dick?”

What was he asking?  “Just my dad’s occasionally in the locker or something.”

He laughed.  “I’ve seen your dad’s dick.  That ain’t what I’m talking about, boy.”  He got up, yanked his boxers off and stood in front of me.  “THIS is a real man’s dick.”  I looked at his groin.  He had a long penis that rested on two large ovals, all of it surrounded by a big bush of brown hair identical to the hair on his head.  It was a lot longer and thicker than Dad’s, and his balls were bigger, too.  “Go on and touch it.”

“What?” I asked again disbelieving my ears.

“You deaf, boy?  I said touch it.  Might as well find out what a man’s dick feels like.” I was very nervous, but I went ahead and did what he said.  I touched the fat dick, and then he had me squeeze it.  “Feels good, don’t it?”

“I . . . I guess.”

“What you got?” he asked.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

He rolled his eyes, shoved my covers back, and jammed his hand into my boxers.  I jumped when I felt his hand grab my dick and balls.  “Not bad. Not bad.  You cum?” he asked as he withdrew his hand.

“Come where?” He glared at me, and then I realized what he meant.  I felt myself blush again.  “Yes.”

“Good.  Well, sleep well roomie.”

He walked back to his bed and climbed in naked.  I said “You, too” as he shut out the light.  

A few moments later I felt his weight on top of me, and then my hair was being pulled.  “And you don’t need to be tellin no one what happened in here tonight.  Got it?”

“Y. . . yes.”

“When you answer me, you say ‘Yessir’.”

“Yessir.”

I felt him rubbing against me as he said “Good boy,” and then he was off me and back in his own bed.  At first I wasn’t sure I’d sleep that night, but finally I drifted off.  In the morning I got up and took a piss.  While I was washing my hands, Scott came in.  I looked in the mirror and saw his big hard dick as he walked over to the toilet.  Out of the corner of my eye I watched as he peed.  He shook it and then came over to me.  “Now touch a real dick when it’s hard.”

I took hold of it and squeezed and then moved my hand a bit. “That really IS big, Scott.”

When I released his cock, he came and stood behind me.  I felt his fat meat pressing against my ass as he moved close to me.  “When I fuck pussy, it makes the bitches yell for more, Austin.”  He pushed against me harder, and his hands moved to my chest and stomach.  I looked in the mirror and saw him staring at my reflection.  “You work out?” he asked.  I shook my head no.  “I can tell.  Still, you ain’t got too bad of a body.”  I felt his dick twitching against my butt.  “You know long it’s been since I had some good, tight pussy?”  Again I shook my head no.  “Too fuckin long,” he answered rubbing my shoulders.  He stepped back, and I started to move away.  He grabbed me and turned me around, putting his body up against me.  I could feel wetness from his cock.  “Anyone popped that cherry yet?”

“Cherry?”

“You still a virgin, boy?”  I blushed furiously as I nodded my head yes.  His fingers grabbed my chin and pulled it up.  I saw his face moving close to mine and then felt his breath by my ear.  “You kissed anyone?  Besides your mom and dad.”  I shook my head no.  “A total virgin, then.”  He released me and stepped back before pointing to our room with a jerk of his head.  I quickly left the bathroom and got dressed.  He stood there watching me until I left the room with a small smile on his face.

We all went for a swim, and then Scott told us some of his stories about battles.  When we came in, I changed in the bathroom.  When I came out, Scott was naked.  “You shy, Austin?”

“A little I guess.” 

He walked over to me, his thick meat dangling.  He tousled my hair and said “Not for long, boy.  Not for long.”  Then he disappeared into the bathroom.  I left our room fast.  He made me so uncomfortable, and I didn’t know what half the shit he said meant.  

Later in the day Mom ordered Chinese food.  “Dad and I are going to a party.  It will just be you and Scott tonight.”  I felt a chill go through me.

“Can’t I go somewhere else?”

“You have a problem with Scott?” she asked.

“No. . . he just makes me feel uncomfortable.”

“Oh honey.  He’s a good man.  He’s just gruff like that from being a Marine and being in those wars.  You’ll see.”  But I didn’t find that reassuring.

The food got here, and then they left.  Scott and I ate quietly.  “You’re not very talkative today,” he observed.

“Just thinking about stuff I guess.”

“Like what?”  I shrugged.  When we finished dinner, he said “I wanna check out the sauna.”

“You know where it’s at, right?”

He nodded his head.  “But you’re coming with me.”

“Why?”

“It isn’t good to sit in a sauna alone.  Safety, bro.”

I wasn’t happy about it, but I went ahead and went to our room and changed into my trunks.  When I met up with him he was standing outside the sauna naked.  He looked at me and laughed.  “Off with the trunks, man.”

“I always wear trunks in the sauna.”

“That’s with your mommy and daddy.  Not with me.  Take ‘em off.”

“I really don’t want to, Scott.”

I saw his jaw clench.  He opened the door and ushered me in.  As I passed him, he grabbed me.  I felt his fingers on my trunks, and the next thing I knew they were being yanked down.  “When I say take ‘em off, you fuckin do what I say!”  He shoved me into the sauna.  I tripped since my clothing was around my ankles.  As I broke my fall with my hands against the bench, I felt my body lifted up as he pulled my swim trunks off.  He flung them out of the sauna and then shut the door.  I sat down with my hands in my lap.  “Move your fuckin hands.  We’re both men.”  I knew I blushed, but I did what he told me to.  He came and stood in front of me.  “Grab my dick and start jerkin it.”

My heart was pounding as I took hold of his swelling cock, and I started slowly stroking him.  I could feel it getting stiff and growing. “You ain’t telling a soul about this shit.  Fucking remember that.”  I nodded my head.  He grabbed my hair and pulled it.  “How do you answer me, boy?”

“Yessir!”

He let go of my hair and said “Fuckin right.  Now stick it in your mouth.”  There was no way I wanted to stick it in my mouth, but I was too afraid to balk at his command.  I opened my mouth and began sucking on his thick meat.  He slid it back and forth.  Thankfully it didn’t taste as gross as I had imagined.  “Get it good and hard, Austin.”  I started sucking harder and moving my head back and forth figuring that would help.  His dick got rock hard in my mouth.  I watched him pinch his nipple as he slowly humped my mouth.  Then he pulled out and barked “Stand up.”  I jumped to my feet.  He pressed against me, and I felt his hands slide down my back.  They grabbed my ass hard.  “Why ain’t your hand on my cock?”

“Sorry,” I said quickly and went back to stroking his dick slowly.

“I always like to kiss a bitch before I fuck her,” he said, and then I felt his mouth on mine followed by his wet tongue pushing past my lips.  He kissed me so hard, it took my breath at first.  His tongue was all over the inside of my mouth, and then I felt his hand on my dick rubbing it.  “Get a feel of those big balls I got,” he said quickly returning his tongue to my mouth.  With my other hand I cupped his large nuts.  They were hanging loose unlike mine when I was hard.  When I had wood, my nuts were always against my body.  He suddenly pulled away from me.  “Turn around.  I want to check out that pussy.”

I did as he said but wasn’t sure what he was talking about.  I didn’t have a pussy!  His rough hand shoved my torso down, and I braced myself against the wood of the bench.  His hands slid down my sides until they pulled my ass cheeks apart.  I looked back to see his face bury into my crack, and then I felt an incredible wet sensation that had me moaning in an instant.  His tongue worked my hole for several minutes.  I couldn’t believe how good it felt!  Then his mouth moved away and was replaced by a finger.  I felt it enter me.  He pushed it in even though I strained to keep it from advancing.  When it was in, he started moving it back and forth.  “Now that’s a seriously tight pussy!”

When he pulled it out I turned around, mostly to protect my butt from anything else.  His hand grabbed some of my hair and pulled my head back, my mouth opening.  His lips were at my throat sucking before they moved back to my lips, and then his tongue was thrusting in my mouth again. He kissed me only for a few moments.  When he let me catch my breath he grabbed a plastic bottle.  I saw him squirt stuff on his cock.  “Rub it up and down for me.”  I used my hand to spread the sticky, slick gel up and down the shaft.  He squirted more onto the head and rubbed that on himself.  He set the bottle down, and without a word he roughly spun me around.  He shoved my shoulders so that I was forced to bend over, and then before I could say a word, I felt his dick in my crack and then in my hole forcing its way in.  

“SCOTT! NO!”

He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.  “You don’t fuckin tell me no, bitch boy.  I want some goddamn pussy, and I’m getting some goddamn pussy!”  I felt his cock shove into me more.

“It hurts, Scott!”

“Sergeant!  You call me Sergeant when I’m fucking you, and I know it hurts.  That’s a huge dick you got going into your tight snatch, Austin.  You’ll get used to it in your pussy, though.”

“It’s too big!”

He smacked my ass hard.  “I get that a lot.”  He started moving his cock back and forth.  “But you’re still gonna take every inch just like a good little bitch.”

Every inch! I thought.  Impossible!

I saw a flash of white light before my eyes as he shoved more of his thick cock into my ass, and I yelled loudly.

“All the bitches holler with my dick in ‘em.  And you know what? Yours is the tightest I’ve had.”  He grabbed my shoulders and started pulling me backward as he thrust forward, feeding me his cock.  “Only problem is you’re so fuckin tight I’m gonna blow too soon.”  He started picking up speed.  “No worries, though.  I recover quickly, and then the next time will last longer.”  He was moving his dick quickly.  I could tell he didn’t have it all the way in, and I was grateful for that.  Sure enough a few moments later I could feel him twitching inside me and could feel warmth spreading in my butt.

As his dick jumped inside me, I felt his hand on my cock.  He removed it, spat into it, and then grabbed me again and started jerking me fast.  At least THIS part felt good!  As my breathing got faster, his hand picked up speed.  I felt him kissing my shoulders and sucking on them, and then I blew in his hand.  He squeezed my throbbing cock as I unloaded into his hand.  When it stopped, he lifted his hand up and showed me my load.  “Not a bad size for a young squirt.”  I eyed it.  “Now lick it off my hand.”

“I don’t want to lick that!” I protested.

I felt his breath on my ear as he said “You fuckin do what I goddamn say, bitch!”  I closed my eyes and stuck my tongue out.  I could taste its saltiness right away, but it really didn’t have much flavor so I went ahead and started licking quicker to hurry and finish.  “That’s good practice for when you swallow my load.”

I didn’t even want to think about that.  Finally he pulled out of me and opened the sauna door.  I walked out hurriedly.  I bent down to grab my trunks, and he said “Leave ‘em.  You don’t need ‘em right now.”  He shoved me forward, and I stumbled into my parents’ room.  “Lay down.  I’ll be right back.”

I moved to their bed and lay down on it.  He returned in a few seconds with that bottle in his hand.  “Almost forgot the lube.  Don’t want to forget that!”  His dick was only halfway soft.  Mine was already completely limp.  He set it down on the nightstand, and then he was climbing on top of me.  His muscled body pressed against me, and he started kissing me again.  I tried to kiss him back, but it was hard to breathe really.  I think he sensed that because soon he was moving us onto our sides.  After kissing me for a while he stopped and looked at me.  I saw his piercing blue eyes boring into me.  “You know, I fucked an Afghani boy once.”  He lifted his head and propped it against his hand, his elbow resting on a pillow.

“He was a little older than you, though.  He wasn’t as tight as you are, either.  It was during a raid.  He tried sneaking out the back.  He was half naked because it was the middle of the night.  I grabbed him from behind.  He was squirming and trying to get away, and, well, he got me hard.”  He reached out and drug his fingertips against my skin.  “I took him away from the house, yanked his underwear down, and then I plugged his hole good with his body bent over a tree stump or something.”  His fingers slid over my chest and stomach.  “He wasn’t like you, though.  He cried a lot.  A buddy came over when he heard the racket.  Know what he did to shut the kid up?”  I shook my head.  “Stuffed the boy’s throat with his cock.”  He laughed.  “I was surprised.  At first I thought he’d get me in trouble, but then I saw him rubbing his crotch, and I knew it was okay.”  He moved forward and started sucking on one of my nipples.

“What happened to the boy?” I asked trying to ignore the pleasurable sensation.

“He got thrown in jail for a while and then released.  That was one of my biggest regrets.”

“That he got released?” I asked.

“No,” he said seriously.  He moved to my mouth and kissed me again.  “That I didn’t get inside his ass again.”  He kissed me harder now, with more heat.  “I ain’t gonna make that mistake with you, Austin.  I’m gonna get my dick in you as often as I possibly can, which will be a lot.”  He grabbed my hand and pulled it to his dick.  “You and me are gonna be real close, boy.  REAL close.”  Then he lay back down.  He moved his hand to my head and nudged it downward.  “Time for you to get busy.  Get me good and hard, bitch.”  I went to his large meat and started sucking it again.  As his dick grew, he had me also suck on his hairy nut sac.  When it was completely hard again, I stopped and looked at him.  “That’s feeling really good.  You can keep going.”  I went back to blowing him. Every so often he would push my head down on his cock.  It would go into my throat, and I would start gagging.  He held my head down for a while before letting me come up for air.  

I continued blowing him until I felt something tapping against my head.  I looked up and saw the bottle of lube.  I took it and squirted a bunch on his cock, spreading it up and down the shaft with my hand and making sure to put some on the tip.  “How about I just keep sucking instead?” I offered not wanting that fat thing in my ass any time soon.

He smiled.  “Oh you’ll get plenty of time with my monster down your throat, Austin.  Right now, though, it’s going in your pussy.”  He moved up and got on his knees.  He pushed me down to the bed, and I lay flat.  I felt him put a pillow beneath my hips, and then he was on top of me.  He wasted no time in getting his fat beast into my hole again.  I felt him slowly impaling me, and I yelped loudly as the burning got worse.  Almost felt like he was ripping my butthole!  “I love when you bitches scream!” he said, and then I felt a big push from him which had me clawing at the blankets and biting the pillow that was in front of me.  I bunched the pillow under my face and grabbed it hard with my hands as I bit the shit out of it!  As he shoved more in, I tried to crawl away.  He grabbed me painfully.  “Go ahead and try and get away, bitch!  I love it!  Makes me just want to slam that fat cock in you harder.  You want that?”

“NO!”  He smacked my ass, and it stung bad.  “No sir!,” I yelled and then quickly corrected myself:  “No, sergeant!”

“Fuck yeah you hot little bitch!” he said moving his cock back and forth in my ass.  “You gonna keep my balls good and drained, pussy boy.”  He humped me slowly, and at one point he said he was halfway in.  He did this for a while, and when it finally felt like my butt was getting used to it, he pulled out.

He lay down next to me and pulled me to him.  I lay on top of his body, and he kissed me urgently, his hands running up and down my back and squeezing my ass cheeks.  Then he pulled my body up.  I felt him remove his dick from under me, and then felt it go into my hole again.  He began pumping it into me, and soon he was pushing my upper body away from him.  He guided me backward until I was using my legs to keep my body from sinking all the way down his thick shaft.  “Ride it bitch!” he said.  I started moving up and down while he thrust up.  “Sit on my fuckin cock, boy!” he spat pushing his dick up harder.

“But it hurts, sergeant!”

“Gonna hurt a lot more if I have to take over.”

Resigned I started forcing myself down.  My butt burned and hurt, but surprisingly the more of his thick dick entered me the more pleasure I felt and that overrode the pain.  I felt his fingers dig into my hips, and I started sitting down faster.  He was moving beneath me so that his dick went up and down as my ass continued swallowing his large meat.  “Lovin that fuckin cock now, ain’t you boy!”  He started driving his dick up higher.  It started to feel even better, and I found myself raising and lowering my body.  It was still tough to do, but there was a wave of pleasure that would pass through me as I went down.  “That’s right, boy!  Shove it in your cunt!”  He reached up, grabbed my shoulders roughly and pulled me down while he thrust upward.  I cried out as his dick forced its way deeper.  The feeling of fire tore through my ass, and it was almost hard to breathe with his cock so far inside me.  He grabbed my dick, and I finished sitting down, resting my butt against him.  

I remained still feeling him move slightly as my hole adjusted to the full length of his rod.  I was sucking in air.  I felt his legs moving upward, and I leaned against them for support.  Soon I felt his dick moving backward, and I braced myself for more fucking.  He started working up a rhythm, and I responded by using my legs to make my body ride him like he wanted.  It seemed like only a few seconds passed before my body was bouncing up and down, his thick cock ramming into me repeatedly.  

“Fuck you’re so much better than that sand nigger!” he shouted.  I felt his fingers grab my nipples and rub them hard as I rode him.  As the pain started to decrease, I started moaning loudly.  “Little bitch loves that ass stretching don’t you?  Love that fat cock slamming inside you!”

It still hurt, but it also felt good.  Kind of a weird mix, but I don’t know how else to describe it.  Just as I was into more of a flow, I felt his rough hands on my bare skin again and then I was falling to the bed.  I landed on my side, was quickly rolled onto my back, and then his dick rammed into me, my legs in his hands.  He pushed my knees into my chest, and I was afraid he would fold me in half.  I looked between my legs and watched his thick meat pulling slowly out, and then I saw it quickly disappear as it was buried in my ass again forcing me to yell “Sergeant!” as that strange sensation ripped through me again.  “Fuck!” I allowed myself to swear when he did it again.

He pounded me hard like this, and I could feel my orgasm building.  His cock was rubbing something inside me every time it slammed into me, and it made my dick feel like it was going to explode at some point.  He started going faster as I moaned louder.  The pressure built rapidly.  I was tingling all over, my breathing fast and heavy, and then I felt my load spray onto my chest as my cock twitched furiously.  He continued pumping my ass as his grip on my legs tightened.  

After a while of doing this, he pulled out of me again. I thought maybe he had finally cum, but I was wrong.  He flipped me onto my stomach, his knees shoved my legs far apart, and then he was in me again.  I could hear the bed creaking under us and could feel his sweat-covered muscles as he rested his weight against me.  I felt his strong hands grab my wrists, and he moved them to either side of my head and pinned them down against the blanket.  “Fuckin’ 5-star pussy!” he said as he slowed down and returned to doing long, deep thrusts.  These weren’t fast, though.  His dick slowly moved back, stopped, and then slowly refilled my ass.  When it was all the way in me, he would move his hips in a circle, push deep again, and then begin the process all over.  I was covered in sweat, both his and mine.  He sucked on the space between my shoulder and neck every so often as he continued fucking me.  “I could fuck your pussy for hours,” he breathed into my ear.  I silently prayed he wouldn’t.

Soon he returned to pounding my aching hole, and I felt my body bouncing against the bed.  Just when it got so bad I thought the bed might break, he slowed down and then stopped.  I felt his cock retreating from my ass.  Once again I hoped this meant he was done, and once again my hopes were dashed.  I turned around as he got off the bed.  He pulled up a chair my parents had in the room and moved it to the side of the bed.  He sat down and motioned for me to join him.  “I love doing this with the chicks I fuck,” he said.  He made me straddle him while he supported me, and then I was sitting on his cock again.  He grabbed my legs and pulled them off the floor.  I felt more of his dick slide into my ass, and then his hips were moving beneath me.  He released my legs, and then I felt one of his hands on my back.  The other was in my hair, and he pushed my head forward.  Our lips met, and I opened my mouth as I felt his against them, and he kissed me hard.

After kissing me for a while, he pulled my hair so that my head moved back.  I opened my eyes and looked at him.  “And you ain’t fuckin telling a goddamn soul about this, are you pussy boy?”  I shook my head no.  “That’s fuckin right you aren’t.”  He shoved my face back to his, and I tried kissing him back as he thrust his tongue into my mouth.  When he broke the kiss, he grabbed onto me and stood up.  I grabbed onto his thick neck to keep from falling as he walked me to the bed.  He dropped my upper body against the mattress, shoved my legs aside, and then returned to plowing my hole.

As he fucked me, he ran his hands up and down my body.  “I’m gonna fuckin train you so good, Austin.”  He bent over me, and I felt his lips against my throat and then neck.  He sucked my neck which made my toes curl.  I felt his hands grab my wrists again.  He moved them so my arms were outstretched above my head.  His blue eyes bore into mine as he did deep thrusts again.  “You’re all mine, bitch, ain’t that right?” 

I nodded my head.  I felt his grip tighten painfully on my wrists, and so I quickly said “Yes, Sergeant!”  He smiled.

He watched me as he fucked me a little harder.  Every so often he would lean down and kiss me hard.  “My dick is gonna need a lot of attention, bitch.”

“Yes, Sergeant.”

He kissed me hard and sloppy this time.  “Either I’m getting rid of your parents for the weekend, or you and me are going somewhere.  When they ask you if you want to hang with me for the weekend, what do you answer?”

I had to think a bit to make sure I got the right response, but I ended up answering “Yes, please?” just as his eyes started showing impatience.

“That’ll work,” he said, bending down and kissing me again.  Then he pulled out.  “Time to do it doggy.”  I moved onto all fours, and he was quickly back inside me.  I felt a hand grip my shoulder and then another smacked my butt hard.  I felt the sting for several moments as he drove his cock deep inside me, his balls bouncing against me.  When he slapped my butt again, I cried out.  I felt his other hand on my shoulder, and then he was pounding me hard.  His body slapped against mine, his hands yanking me backward as he rammed his dick deep in my hole.  He started going faster and faster, one hand moving to my hair and grabbing it.  Suddenly he released me and pulled out. “Turn around!”

I spun on my hands and knees until I was facing him.  His hand grabbed my hair again and yanked it.  My mouth opened, and I felt his cock drive deep into my throat.  I gagged and grabbed onto his legs trying to free myself, but he was humping my throat!  The gagging kept me from focusing too much on what I was tasting on his thick cock, and then suddenly I was choking as his cum blasted into me.  I had no choice but to swallow or suffocate, and so I swallowed his thick load.  “FUCK YES!” he cried as my throat moved to rid itself of his cum.  He pulled his dick back, and I sucked in air gratefully, but then it was back in my throat.  I held my breath this time and just swallowed continually so that I wouldn’t have that choking feeling again.

After a while his dick stopped twitching as much.  “Keep sucking!” he said as he moved onto his side and then his back.  I followed his cock and continued blowing him until he told me to suck on his nuts.  I took the big hairy orbs into my mouth until he told me to finish milking his load.
When I was done with that, he pulled me on top of him.  I stretched out, and he kissed me, gently this time, and rubbed up and down my damp body.  “You may be the hottest fuck I’ve ever had,” he said before kissing me again.  “Go get a bath started.”  I got up squeezing my ass cheeks together to massage my hole and started to leave my parents’ room.  He stopped me and pointed to their bathroom.  I went in and got the water running.  I heard him come into the bathroom.  He went to the toilet and took a piss before coming over to me.  He stood behind me and rubbed my shoulders.  Then he guided me to the counter and picked me up and sat me on it.  He moved his large, muscular body between my legs, and then he kissed me again.  There was no heat this time.  It was much more tender.  

He stopped and checked the water.  He looked back at me and said “You’re a good boy, Austin.”

“Thank you, Sergeant.”  

He tousled my hair and then helped me down.  He turned off the water and then got into the tub while I stood there.  Once he was in he put” out his hand.  I took it tentatively, unsure, and he pulled me toward the tub.  I climbed in, and he had me sit between his legs.  The hot water helped my abused hole feel better.  He rubbed his hands up and down my torso.  “Been a long time since I could just hold someone and be close like this,” he said.  His voice sounded different, and I wasn’t sure what to make of it.  “When I saw you at the airport, I almost got hard instantly.  Those red lips, that small hot ass. . . “  He nuzzled against my face, and I felt his hand sink to my crotch.  He started rubbing my dick and balls.  I wanted to cry.  I really didn’t want him to fuck me again.  My cock was responding, though.  As it started to grow, he ran his thumb over the head of it.  “Relax, boy.  Just enjoy it.  Sarge is gonna take care of you.”

I forced myself to lean against him more, and I spread my legs a little wider as my cock began to grow.  He started kissing the side of my face.  Once my meat was stiff, he pulled my mouth to his and began kissing me.  He kissed me much more tenderly now than when he was fucking me.  As we kissed he began jerking my dick.  I moaned a little in his mouth.  “My little bitch likes that, doesn’t he?”

“Yes, Sarge,” I breathed around his kiss.

We continued making out as he stroked my dick.  Fuck it felt so good!  He sped up as my breathing became faster.  I grabbed his big arm as I grew nearer to blowing.  “Sarge!” I called out right before I exploded.  His grip tightened hard around my twitching meat, and he sucked on my neck.  He held onto my dick until it stopped jerking in his hand.  When he released it, he gave me a quick kiss and then leaned back.  I leaned against his big chest as he embraced me.  

I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew he was shaking me and telling me to wake up.  I apologized, and he helped me out of the tub.  “Go ahead and get dried off, grab your clothes, and then it’s bedtime.  Your parents should be home soon.”

I did as he said while he cleaned up.  I walked to our room, and he came in as I was pulling my boxers on.  He put the lube into our nightstand and then left.  I turned the light out.  In a few minutes I heard our door opening.  He came to my bed and lifted the covers off.  I closed my eyes and prayed again that he would leave my ass alone.  “Move over,” he said.  I scooted over, and he slid into my bed.  He lay down and pulled me over.  I lay my head on his chest.  His hand moved over my arm and then my side until it found my boxers.  “Pull em down.”

Shit!  “Sarge. . . “

“Did you not learn something by now?” he asked gruffly.  I sighed and slid my boxers down.  He yanked them down further and then rubbed my ass with his rough hand.  “Fuck you feel good!” he said, and then his hand just rested on my ass cheek.  I allowed myself to relax now and felt sleep take hold of me.  I was nervous about this weekend idea of his, but I couldn’t think about it.  I was exhausted, and I surrendered to it.