Saturday, July 25, 2009

Military Men 6: MILITARY RETRIBUTION

I have to admit that it has been one hell of a week. I have to tell you about this since no one else will and it is an example of military payback in its fullest. It all started last Monday when I was felling out of sorts. It may have been due to the fact that my bunk mate Sergeant Williamson was working the graveyard shift and I missed his hot body next to mine in the showers but, I still had a feeling of the other boot to drop and it would be from a great height.

After breakfast at the mess I wandered over to my office only to be meet by the smiling face of my administrative assistant Rose Schwarts. Rose was one of those that the army did not seem to be the ideal job but it suited her. She was attractive and in her mid twenties but she as tough as nails and did not put up with any foolishness from anyone regardless of rack. The fact that she was also in the top five personnel at precision grenade throwing also seem to put off the guys which was fine by her since she was also a lesbian. Now you know why her army nickname is Steel.

Entering the office, I noticed that she was hard at work on something and did not immediately look up. When she heard the close she looked up, ”Morning Lieutenant the captain stopped by and dropped off the personnel files for the reservist that will be assigned to our unit and he wants you to give them their partners and positions.” O.K. that did not sound so bad duties for the first task on a Monday morning, Now for the bad news.

“How many are we getting?” I asked.

“A total of twenty, ten this week and ten the week following. I placed the urgent ones on the top of the pile on you desk, oh the Captain also said that he will be able to see you about the reservist this morning if there is any problems.”

I thanked her and headed for the task that might take me most of the day. The pile of files was not a thick as I had feared but there was still a lot of work ahead fitting them into our unit without causing a pile of trouble. The first few were relatively easy since they would fit in perfectly in the motor pool with Ash and Bowesworth. The next one could be fitted into Paul’s unit with his accounting knowledge. The next five, I assigned to security since they were really short on staff and it looked like first ten would be integrated with no real problems.

The final file was thicker than the rest. It had several notes attached to the file about the fact that this reservist was seeking full active service in the Army. That meant that several of the medical and psyche reports had been updated. Normally I don’t look at the name of the reservist but this time I wanted to see who was that gung ho about joining at this time with everybody hyped up about the was rumors.

Gibbson, Andrew - He was a motorcycle constable in a police force in a nearby city. I knew that Gibbson was a real common name in the state but I started to wonder. The file also contained an updated copy of his police personnel file since we needed it for our files. He was married five years but no children. Now that was odd since most policemen are always horny and wanted children. Assigned to highway patrol after a charge of abusing prisoners while during the vice unit, but charge was never proven and his brass though it best to remove him just in case. I scanned the police psyche report and noticed that their shrink thought that Gibbson was a closet case that hated him self for it and may have taken his aggression out on suspects. I then looked at the army’s shrink report and saw the same options were being mentioned with a postscript stating that he could be a loose cannon in the wrong unit and recommended that his application for army services be denied.

Near the bottom of the file were the police file photos. These were used for the ID badges. Time seemed to stop for a while when I realized who it was. It was HIM, the one that roughed up Paul and myself during the job fair that we did months ago. I guess that I saw red for a while before I started to think straight and knew that this was something I had to talk with the captain about.

I grabbed the file and headed out of the office telling Rose where I was going. Normally it takes men close to ten minutes to reach the captain’s office but that day I covered the distance in less than half that time. It looked like the Captain had known about this because the Captain’s new assistant Carl saw me storming up the hall and stated, “ He’s expecting you.” before waving me into the Captain’s office. My boss was standing looking out his office window when I came in. when he heard the door slam behind me he turned, took one look at the look on my face and said “I know”

Wearily I slumped into one of the chairs in front of his desk. Several things went through my head while I sat there but all I said was “now what do we do about it?”

The Captain walked back to his desk before answering, “several things,” he said, ” Firstly, it is in your right to refuse him in any capacity, the grounds are plainly stated in the medical reports.” I was about to comment when the Captain raised his hand stopping me. “ The way I read him is this, if he is rejected for permanent service in the army his police carrier will also be finished. I talked with his unit commander before I gave you the file and from what I gather from that talk the police force is about ready to wash their hands of him.”

That caused me to sit up and raise an eyebrow in surprise. All I had to comment was “Oh” and started to wonder what else this constable did that might cause that type of move.

“It seems that the revered constable is suspected to a number of severe beatings reported along the city’s waterfront, all of the victims were gay and they reported to the police that it was someone in the city’s police uniform. The only officer that does not have an iron clad alibi for all of the beatings are our man. Then there are also a rather large number of police handcuffs also missing and this also fits the beating reports. I am sure that you are fully of aware of that fact, you have two of the missing handcuffs in your possession, I think. From what his superiors underlying tone about Mr. Gibbson, I think that they hoped that the army would take him off their hands and that would be the end of it from their point.”

I let all of information sink in and started to think. “O.K., so he is in a no win situation and he does not know that yet. I gather that you have a few ideas how we can get past this and make a real man out of him.” At this the Captain nodded and briefly laid out his idea of how PC Gibbson’s conversion could and would take place. I had to admit that when the Captain lets his vicious side out he lets it have full reign and to hell with the consequences. By the time the Captain finished explaining his plan I knew that this was going to be one hell of an initiation into the army mixed with a fair bit of brutal retribution for his past actions. I won’t explain the plan here you will just have to continue reading.

I slowly walked back to my office, thinking about the events of the up coming weekend and started to grin. My smile must have been blazing by the time I reached the office because Rose suspected something immediately and had to know what caused my sudden change in mental states. Since I thought that this information was not suited for the office I told her that I would explain it over lunch and that I was buying. And since it was just short of noon we closed up shop a little early and started to walk over to the junior ranks club for lunch, I felt like celebrating today.

She noticed almost immediately that we were not heading for the mess for lunch and looked me squarely in the face and said “O.K. out with it.” This was what I loved about Rose; she did not beat about the bush and always wanted the straight truth.

We continued walking as I said, “Do you remember the job fair?”

“Of course, all those resumes from kids that could not tell me the pointy end of a gun from the flat end. That was the first assignment where I really felt like I was part of a team and that was all Paul and your doing. I also know that something happened to you and Sergeant Williamson on the last night their. I have never seen you so protective of anyone than you were of Paul during the last day of the fair. It seems to me that the two of you could not wait to put the city and the whole experience behind you. Hell we broke down the booth and bugged out of town like the city was on fire or something.”

As she was talking I remembered the aftermath of that night with Paul crying himself to sleep in my arms. I don’t think that we both got much sleep that night but I think that it helped that we had each other and just the comfort of another person helped make it somewhat bearable. I really had to control myself before speaking but I think that the sequence of emotions that must have gone over my face confirmed several things to her.

When I really did not respond other than to grunt she stopped and turned to me and said, “Right, I’m in. Who is the bastard that did worked you two over, one of the new postings. “ All I could do was nod. We started again to walk silently as she seemed to think about something. “On a not so wild guess I figure that it has to be PC Gibson who did it.” I said nothing to that but kept on walking. “It has to be him, he had the opportunity and quite possible the motive. I did read his file, that was why he was no the very bottom of the pile for this week. I figured that you were going to reject him right then and there. Instead you head to the Captain’s office. So am I right?”

I almost felt resigned to this fate, “All right Mrs. Holmes, you are correct on all counts. So what do you think that we should do about him?” I said in a low voice. I could see that several ideas came to her, each nastier than the last.

“I gather that turfing his sorry ass out of the army is not an option right.”

“That’s right Rose, the Captain told me that this guy is also a suspect in a number of sexual assaults, other than our two.”

“Oh he’s a precious little weasel. Well you could always cover him in honey and give him us girls on base and we’ll solve your problem for you.” Now having PC Gibson ripped apart by Rose and her compatriots were a very tempting idea but not what was planned for him. I laughed at the idea and shook my head negatively. “ O.K. how about this him stacked to the bulls eye of the grenade zone and Paul gets to shove a live grenade where the sun does not shine and then pull the pin.”

Now there was an idea that only a really vicious mind could come up with. “You could call the Captains plan sex, lies and video tape.” I told her. “Let me explain exactly what is in store for PC Gibson, I am sure that you will enjoy every detail of the plan.” And that is exact what I did over an extended lunch.

The next several days seem to flow by with out any real notice as the various parts of the plan were quietly and secretly put into place. I felt relaxed that he would be getting just exactly what he deserved and certainly planned to have one hell of a party after. Rose did her part in the plan so expertly that I think that no one noticed that she had helped in placing our prospective victim in the right place at the right time.

On Wednesday PC Gibson arrived on base and was sent to my office for assignment. I hopped that he did not recognise my last name on the door and as luck would have it he didn’t. At the time of his arrival I was in a meeting with the captain and several others officers talking about the placement of future surveillance cameras around the outer perimeter of the base. The new one that we were talking about using were specially designed for low light conditions and I knew that the captain had plans for one of them during the weekend exercise.

By Friday morning everything was in place and I must admit I was feeling both nervous and excited about the upcoming event. It had been decided that there were going six of us teaching this cop the facts of military life myself, the captain, Ash, Bowesworth, Paul and the Captain’s aide Carl. Each one of us had a role to play in this little bit of training and since there would be not a lot of talking during this other than to issue specific orders to the trainee, we had to know exactly what we were doing. That afternoon several batches of our units were sent out on training missions and most of the balance were given weekend passes leaving the base manned by the reservists on base. It was released that the six of us were going to be away most of the weekend dealing with placement of the new cameras.

Packed in our two vehicles were all the gear for the mission and the necessary items for the constables training session hidden amongst it all. The six of us joked about how he might be walking the next day; that was if he could. With quick efficiency we made camp at the first of the locations for the cameras Not much was done after dinner except watch the stars and talk quietly about how our respective sections were doing. We all knew that tomorrow was going to be a very busy day.

We all set out at dawn scouting for the perfect spot to place the first of the half-dozen cameras that we were thinking of placing on this section of the base’s outer perimeter. Since all of them were going to be motion sensitive it really did not matter if there were trees in the way. By lunch we had three of the cameras in place and operational. Their signals would be transmitted to an office next to mine and recorded on DVD’s for permanent storage. Since operation Gibson was not going take place until nearly midnight we had plenty of time to place the other three cameras, have a nap, and suit up for the fun.

At 23:00 hours we started to suit up for our next mission. We were all decked out in black night assault gear, vision goggles and darkened faces just to ensure that no one would be able to identify us on the off chance that anyone saw us. I must admit that we were really charged up as we slowly drove back to the base, I think that it had to with the fact that we were going to get a virgin piece of ass tonight and have it all recorded on a DVD for future enjoyment. PC or Private Gibson was stationed inside the stores warehouse on this night, partially to familiarise himself with the organisation of the stores area. This allowed us unlimited time to train this one properly.

The six of us quietly entered the warehouse and passed almost in front of Private Gibson without his noticing. As we got into position for the initial takedown I almost started to laugh since our student had decided that the exact spot that we were going to use for his training was a good spot for a smoke and a stroke of his dick. I could see the Captain signalling the others that we should wait until he was fully engaged with his cock before we were to grab him.

The look on his face was almost priceless as the six of us appeared out of the gloom and grabbed him. He uttered a sound of stunned shock as we dragged him onto the camouflage netting and started to bind his arms. Next we expertly removed his boots and fatigues and flipped him onto his stomach. Finally we bound each of his feet to a nearby post. By the time he was fully secured his brain had made the vital connection to his mouth and a series of threats and condemnations sprang forth. We watched as he tried to loosen the bonds around his wrists and to regain some form of movement. We he finally realised that neither was possible the threats turned into pleas and ended up with him begging us to leave him alone. During all of this the six of us stood silently in a circle around him and watched his vain attempts at freedom.

Eventually he grew quiet and started to think and we still waited silently around him. We were waiting until he asked what we wanted and what he was supposed to do to satisfy our needs. I noticed the that tears were starting to stream down his face as he begged the Captain who was standing right in front of him what we wanted of him.

Silently the captain unzipped his black assault fatigues and hauled out his hardening cock and waved it in his face. Our captive started to protest that he was no cocksucker and that he was straight but the Captain still stood in front of him in silence wearing him down until sobbing Private Gibson started to lick the Captain’s now hard cock. At this point Ash, who was between Private Gibson’s legs, pulled out a dildo and a tube of water-soluble lubricant for future use in the training exercise before starting to give the Private’s ass crack a good tonguing.

Gibson started to moan as Ash hit several sensitive areas with the tip of his tongue. I know that we all wanted what the Captain and Ash was experiencing before the night was out. I watched as Gibson started to suck on the captains cock with a fervour that I had never seen before in someone who was supposed to be straight and knew from the look on the captains face that he was getting close to climaxing. Suddenly the captain pulled out of Gibson’s mouth and motioned Bowesworth to take his position. Ash moved over to let Carl have a go at Gibson’s ass and we all watched as Carl slowly lubed up the dildo and slowly ran it along the now moist ass crack before slowly inserting it into the pink pucker of Gibson’s hole. As the head of the dildo disappeared inside Gibson jerked a little in pain. Bowesworth noticing this grabbed Gibson’s head and started force feeding his cock into the waiting mouth. This suck was rough and powerful, as Bowesworth was not willing to take any protest from our captive prisoner.

Before this scene got too far, the captain motioned us to change places. Now it was my turn at his mouth and I thought that I would give him time to savour my hard cock while Paul had a go at his ass. I think that all of this may have unhinged Paul a little because as Gibson started to slurp on my rod Paul undid his belt and started to slap Gibson’s ass with all of his energy. Thought Paul did not raise and welts on the ass he was punishing I could see the captain watching closely to ensure that Paul did not do any permanent damage.

I signalled to the captain that I was close to blowing my load and he gently nudged Paul to move. We all watched as the Captain suited up his hard dick and plunged it into Gibson’s ass in a single forceful lunge. Ash just stood in front of Gibson taunting him with his long piece of meat and waited for him to try to suck it.

When the captain suddenly pulled out of Gibson’s ass we all moved again. And so it went, each of us had him suck on our cocks and had a piece of his ass but none of us had had our release yet. As Paul pulled out of his ass the rest of us unchained Gibson and flipped him over onto his back before reattaching the chains. Under the dim light I could see the light sheen of sweat covering his body that we had caused to happen. Then encircling him we all started jerking our cocks to climax. As each of us, released our loads of cum onto his body I watched the expression on Gibson’s face and thought that he looked like he was enjoying himself immensely. The Captain was the last to shoot and he covered Gibson’s face with his sticky load. I could see that Gibson dick was growing harder and harder as each of us shoot and wondered what he would do after we released him.

Silently the Captain motioned us back toward the door before he unchain one of Gibson’s arms and placed the key for the padlock for his feet on his cum covered stomach before following us into the gloom. Silently we headed up a flight of stairs to the walkway that lead to the second floor offices and from there we watched as Gibson slowly unchained himself. Instead of grabbing for his uniform and heading out the door to find the nearest MP we all watched and Gibson slowed started to stroke is hard cock and added his load to ours. He then ran his hand up his sticky chest and licked the mixed cum off of his hand before slowly getting dressed and returned back to his duty station. At that point we all crept out of the warehouse and back to the camp in the woods for tomorrows emplacement of cameras.

The rest of the weekend passed quickly and quietly and in a way I could not wait for the final act in our plan. At my office Rose wished me a good morning and asked about my weekend. I just smiled mischievously and saw her laugh at that before handing me my morning reports and appointment list.

“Any problems?” I asked as I leafed through the folders seeing only routine reports and requisitions.

I saw her frown a little before she answered “Well your appointment at 11:30 hours might be, its Private Gibson, he almost begged to see you today as soon as you got in but I pushed him to that slot so that you could get all of that done first. Should I have the MPs on standby?”

I snapped the report folder I was reading closed and shook my head. “I think that I can handle the Private in private. Oh can you call Sargent Williamson and see if the recordings of the weekend surveillance test are ready, I want to see them before I see the Private.” At that point all I had to do was wade through all this paper and see the test footage before I could make any decisions and I really wanted to know how well a porn star I was.

The paper work really did not take all that long and most of it was done before Rose returned with two DVD recordings of the test that Paul had set up. I scanned the disk quickly and found our scene with the private very easily. Thought the lighting left much to be desired the camera angle was perfect, the only thing that I thought should be added was a soundtrack and I could flog the DVD on ebay. Near the end of the scene I stopped the recording and backed it up a bit and called Rose into my office.

I had her sit in front of the monitor, started the recording and asked her if this was what she though was a good definition for military retribution. For several minutes she was silent then started to laugh. She stopped the recording and continued to laugh even harder. When she regained her normal composure she nodded and said that I had just made her week before returning to her desk and started to laugh some more.

I decided at that point to check the other recording and found that Private Gibson had return the next night to the very spot where we had worked him over to jack off repeatedly throughout his shift each time with a look ecstasy on his face. Well now wasn’t that an interesting highlight for the weekend

As things would have it, just before the Private was to arrive I had to deal with something away from the office so I missed anything could have happened between him and Rose. When I got back I looked at Rose and she just motioned toward the office and said, “He in their.” I nodded and told her to take and extended lunch since I was not sure how long this was going to take. At that she smiled and grabbed her purse and told me to enjoy myself. I smiled at that and nodded before heading into my office.

I found him standing in front of my desk at parade rest. When he heard the door close I think I saw him flinch a little but he didn’t turn around. When I got behind my desk I told him to take a seat and tell me had been so important that he had to see me. He just stood there and looked down at his feet, I guess that he was trying to gather the strength to speak. At this point I threw my sunglasses onto the desk and stood up to walk behind him and asked again why he was here. Still not looking up, I barely heard him speak. “Sir I thought that I should report about the duty shifts on the weekend at the stores depot.”

I grunted at that before adding, “Private I have seen the security recordings already, what about them?” at that his head snapped up and he turned to look at me. I saw a look of all consuming fear but I don’t think that he had recognised me yet which seemed to make things even sweeter.

“Sir, did the recording from Saturday show anything unusual?” I think he started shaking a little as he asked that question.

I returned to my desk and looked him in the eye and said, “are you referring to the encounter you had at 0030 hours with a number of service personnel or your performances the following night at the exact same spot?” I could see that the fear of discovery had locked him in place like a trapped animal. “I am sure you are aware of what this could do to your record with the services Private or should I say Constable Gibson?” I watched as his eyes narrowed slightly and I thing for the first time he looked directly at me.

“You!” was all he said as he started to approach the desk in anger. I stood up and looked at him waiting for him to strike me but something inside him stopped him before things got that far.

“Nice to see you again Constable. I am surprised that you did not recognise the name on my door or when you begged for this appointment this morning. Now then, you are on my turf and things are different than the last encounter. What do have to say for yourself?” I watched as he worked things over in his mind but he remained silent. At this point I looked at him again before speaking “ I see, well then I have several options for you to consider. I can give a copy of the security tapes and the hard evidence that I have with me over to the MPs and let them deal with you before they hand the matter over to your own police department or.” I paused so that the implications of that sank into him. It would mean a really big scandal for him with military disgrace, a possible divorce and some nasty criminal charges “Or, you can convince me to forget everything”

At this point he thought that he had an out as he snarled at me “What evidence could you possibly have.” He stopped short of saying the word “fag” since I could have brought him on charges for it. At this I walked back to my desk and pulled out a folder that I had made weeks earlier. I placed the folder directly in front of him and opened it. He saw within it a medical report and a pair of police handcuffs attached to a lost statement from his department.

As he silently stared at the folder’s contents I told that he forgot to dispose of evidence properly. He had dropped his filled condom into the trash instead of flushing it and I had had the semen checked. He knew that a simple test would prove that it was his. I almost heard something in him snap as his shoulders slumped and he looked at me almost begging me not to destroy everything.

At this point I leaned against my desk directly in front of him and looked directly into his eyes before asking. “Well Private, what course do you want me to take and how will I know that this type of abuse will never happen to another service personnel under my care?” I watched as his eyes dropped to the floor and the silence grew. Then without a word he slowly dropped to his knees and pressed his right cheek in my crotch and sighed deeply.

I knew that at this point I could have bent him over my desk and given him a fucking that he would not of forgotten but I knew that he was still coming to terms with who he was and all that decision entailed. Instead I choose a gentler approach to see him through this. In a voice as gentle as I could make it I told him to get to his feet and gave him a long slow kiss on the lips while I gathered him in a strong hug. As our crotches rubbed against each other I could tell that we both needed relief in the worst way.

As I ended the kiss I reached down and slowly open his fly and fished out his hard cock slick with his pre-cum. I heard a groan escape from his throat as I started massaging his hard meat. I then quickly picked him up, spun 180 degrees and placed him on top of my desk before I slowly swallowed the entire length of his prick. I knew that he was close but I was not expecting him to shoot the instant that the head of his cock brushed the back of my throat. Instinctively he grabbed my head and held me in place as shot after shot blasted into me. As he returned to earth I was allowed to slowly let his softening cock out of my mouth. I looked up at him and saw a wide joyful smile with tears streaming down his face.

Silently he stood up then dropped to his knees and started to massage my crotch with both hands. I stood quietly at parade rest and let him explore at his own pace. It was not long before he had extracted my straining cock and was licking its entire length. When my meat was covered with his spit he started to lick my balls which sent me over the edge faster than I had ever experienced before. The first shot landed on my desk, the remainder of my load he caught on his hand and used to polish his garrison boots with.

Still silent we both looked at each other and smiled. Before he left I told him that if he needed advice that I was always available. As he saluted me smartly I added “ Private, know thyself and you shall go far” I knew that I was going to see a lot more of this Private in private but that is another story.

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