Smells of Gay Army Sex 2

Pulling his glistening drooling lips off my shaft he then held his own by now fully erect dick by the shaft.

"Now your'e gonna blow me"

Leaning over his cock I inhaled the stale sweat of his crotch before lapping at the tip with my extended tongue. The slight tang of piss shot through my taste buds before I dropped my face into his crotch and let the shaft ram into my mouth. Breathing hard through my nose I felt the tickle of dark pubic hair before beginning to slide my mouth up and down Lance Corporal Rollin's cock shaft.

"Suck it Lutz...whoa yeah...suck out that piss"

I sucked slowly on the swollen shaft and as I did Rollins started talking.

"Lutz, what you see here tonight is between us right. Nobody and I mean nobody finds out about this. This is between the men in the room. Got it?"

He suddenlt lifted my head off his cock and looked me straight in the eye.

"You got that Private Lutz"

Wiping a stray pubic hair from my lips I nodded.

"Got it"

"Sit back here" He got me back sitting on the coffee table facing him. Twisting his body he sat up on the couch between my legs.

He reached over and began to rub the underside of my legs.

"You wipe your arse properly Private Lutz?"

"Yes sir I do"

"Good"

With speed and strength he suddenly raised my legs in the air until I lay on my back on the coffee table my legs sticking held high my his thick calloused hands. Pushing my legs apart I felt a flash of cool air on my arse hole as it opened slightly with the force. Rollin's leering hungry face then fell from view as he dropped his head between my wide spread arse cheeks. A gasp shot from my mouth as I felt his warm stiff tongue pushed against my hole. I'd read about this, I'd seen pictures but never had I had another bloke licking my arse - it was fuckin' incredible, I strained my arse like I was taking a shit so it'd open wider for his piston of a tongue. I could feel it digging around my ring. I'd squated over a mirror a few years back so I knew what it looked like but what it tasted like I didn't know. I was gonna find out though fuck it.

Rollins then lifted his face from my crack, drops of sweat forming on his upper lip.

"Nobody knows OK"

It was hard to speak but I nodded "nah...nobody"

"OK" Looking to the rear of the room he said loudly "Ready now Sir"

I heard a door open and heavy shoes crossing the floor. Rollins still held my legs high in the air so I couldn't move or barely spin round to see who it was.

Seconds later one of the Sergents I'd seen round the barracks stood above me, I didn't know his name because he wasn't with our base or the nearby regiment but instinctevely I made an awkward quick salute. He looked down at me and smiled slightly. He was wearing a green Army rugby shirt but no trousers and no briefs, his body loomed huge above me, I remeber seeing him around a few times and his uniform concealed what I now saw was a heavily muscled body. Easily over 6 feet tall and probably early thirties, he was lazily playing with his cock which was stiff enough that it seemed to bounce above my face.

As I kept looking up at the Sergent I wasn't sure what I was expected to do. Rollins then dropped his mouth back down onto my ass and began to work up alot of spit on my hole and up and down the shaft. Writhing slightly in fuckin ectasy I could see the Sergent liked to watch a show. He stood there playing with his dick and making no move towards me and Rollins. I tentavily opened my mouth in case he wanted to put his dick in it but when he saw my offer he shook his head a little.

"No, no, Private?"

"Yes sir. Private Lutz sir"

"Well Private Lutz another time I'd gladly fuck your face but tonight I'm here to watch young Rollins and yourself in action and to add to my collection."

My head hit hard against the coffee table as I felt Rollins rubbing his thick, stumpy fingers against my arse lips. He had lifted his head and was taking in my reaction to the Sergent, the smirking leer plasted on his clammy face.

"Your collection Sir?"

He then raised up the hand that wasn't fondling his cock and produced a long black baton about the thickness of a broomstick. He saw a flash of fear across my face.

"It's OK Private. What I collect is smells and tastes and this is how I do it. You see this baton, I got it ten years ago from an old trainer I knew back in the SIB. About that time I met a 18 year old Private Rollins who was going through basic training and the only thing he liked more than his new life in the army was getting things shoved my his arse. I was 22 at the time, of higher rank but always keen to oblige with a finger and eventually my cock. The trouble was back then Rollins was a grotty teenager who somehow never managed to clean his arse properly and so before I'd commit to a root of any kind we had to test for cleanliness. Eventually I was sent on a tour of duty and so I committed to surpressing any urges I had. But luckily I had this baton so on certain nights and in the right circumstances I always had at least the smell of my favourite chute"

"This ones real clean Sergent" Again the grunting shot from my lips as I felt Rollins finger probing deep inside my body, pushing hard against the ring I could feel him wriggling his finger in my arse.

"As I said I collect smells and tastes so when Rollins and myself met up again we made a point of breaking in this baton"

He waived it under my nose, breathing deeply I smelt the musky, almost lead pencil aroma of what I knew was arse.

"Thats the smell of Rollins, two Privates from down South and a Sergent decorated from the Gulf War. I've fucked them all but my dick I wash. This I keep"

"Do you want to fuck me Sir?" I hoped like hell he didn't, I'd never been fucked and though my arse could take a finger and that baton a cock I wasn't too sure about and not keen to try.

"Not tonight Private. Tonight I feel like watching you two have it off".

"You can put the baton in my arse if you like Sir" I reached up and pulled my cheeks apart offering my glistening hole to him.

Without a word the Sergent raised it above my eyes and with a glazed look of concentration I watched it sink down into my upturned hole. The smooth black shaft slid into me with no troble at all and then with a gentle movement I felt him rotate it slowly inside my bowels before pulling it out and holding it under his nose.

"Beautiful, Private Lutz a credit to your training. Now why don't you two suck each other off."

I didn't need to be asked twice. This was a weird situation, one that I'd be keeping very quite but if this Sergent wanted me to get off with Rollins I was happy to oblige.

Climbing onto the couch me and Rollins got our heads between each others thighs and I followed Rollins lead as I felt his warm wet tongue lapping at my tight balls. I had to open wide to take in the kind of rank stale hairy balls of Rollins, getting one onto my tongue I sucked off the sweat of the day before spitting from my lips and swallowing the second hairy testicle.

Eager to get a taste of the pre-cum that was starting to ooze from our cocks we soon bobbed our heads into each others crotch. The clammy salty taste of pre-cum coated the inside of my mouth as I sucked hard to try and swallow a stray pubic hair.

Rollins then lifted me up and we sat with our naked arses pressed onto the soft couch, our hairy legs entwined. I glanced over at the Sergent, by now his cock was fully erect and being squeezed my his fist.

Lying back slightly Rollins spread his legs.

"Gimme your finger"

Putting it to his soft lips he drew it into his mouth of sucked and slathered spit on it.

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