he'd take a spanking for this. He could feel his arse sting, and his balls tingled. He straightened his back and kept his arse taut. His superior saw it, and loved it
he'd been spanked long and hard many times before. His superior would say `Under discipline tonight, Jones`, and he'd say `Yessir!` The smacks would ring out over the moonlit barracks. One of the men might remark `Jones is taking it again tonight`, but the rest of the guys would ignore it, carrying on with their boot-blacking and polishing
in his superior's quarters Jones would be shirtless, and have no underpants beneath his khakis. He'd take an hour of it over a desk or chair. When both guys were warmed up he'd reposition himself wheelbarrow style over his superior's lap. The smacks would come down hard and brusque, with never any smoothing, stroking or anything pansy like that. When Jones was sweating profusely his superior would reach under and feel up Jones' crotch. Pre-cum soaked the rough material. Jones was one of those men who never masturbated. Just got release with a woman (rare, and usually paid for) or in a fight. Violence did it: spanking reminded him of his dad, a burly docker and junior bodybuilder in his day. Finally Jones would moan and suck his belly in deep. A sign to his superior that he'd got him there, punished his man to the limit. He'd reach round and under Jones's belt and feel him up. The stickiness told him all he needed to know. He'd say `You're loving this Jones you sicko`. He'd pull his belt off his pants and welt Jones` red hot arse with it. He'd reach into his crotch again and catch Jones' load as he shot it into his hand
the men would stand up, Jones would salute, and exit
his superior would wipe Jones' load onto his belt. Then drop his pants, loop the sticky belt round his big, wet, throbbing cock and wank himself off with it. Back in his dorm bed Jones' arse would burn with the fires of hell, until he quietly jacked out another load. His mate Stubbsy next to him knew what he was doing. He pictured Jonesey's beautiful round arse taking the sergeant's spanking, and shot his own load
he'd take a spanking for this. He could feel his arse sting, and his balls tingled. He straightened his back and kept his arse taut. His superior saw it, and loved it
ReplyDeletehe'd been spanked long and hard many times before. His superior would say `Under discipline tonight, Jones`, and he'd say `Yessir!` The smacks would ring out over the moonlit barracks. One of the men might remark `Jones is taking it again tonight`, but the rest of the guys would ignore it, carrying on with their boot-blacking and polishing
in his superior's quarters Jones would be shirtless, and have no underpants beneath his khakis. He'd take an hour of it over a desk or chair. When both guys were warmed up he'd reposition himself wheelbarrow style over his superior's lap. The smacks would come down hard and brusque, with never any smoothing, stroking or anything pansy like that. When Jones was sweating profusely his superior would reach under and feel up Jones' crotch. Pre-cum soaked the rough material. Jones was one of those men who never masturbated. Just got release with a woman (rare, and usually paid for) or in a fight. Violence did it: spanking reminded him of his dad, a burly docker and junior bodybuilder in his day. Finally Jones would moan and suck his belly in deep. A sign to his superior that he'd got him there, punished his man to the limit. He'd reach round and under Jones's belt and feel him up. The stickiness told him all he needed to know. He'd say `You're loving this Jones you sicko`. He'd pull his belt off his pants and welt Jones` red hot arse with it. He'd reach into his crotch again and catch Jones' load as he shot it into his hand
the men would stand up, Jones would salute, and exit
his superior would wipe Jones' load onto his belt. Then drop his pants, loop the sticky belt round his big, wet, throbbing cock and wank himself off with it. Back in his dorm bed Jones' arse would burn with the fires of hell, until he quietly jacked out another load. His mate Stubbsy next to him knew what he was doing. He pictured Jonesey's beautiful round arse taking the sergeant's spanking, and shot his own load