jockpups: Brett had been a bad fit for the Army. From his first day at training camp, he’d bee
jockpups: Brett had been a bad fit for the Army. From his first day at training camp, he’d been willfully disobedient - insubordinate, even - and constantly mouthed off to the officers. When the staff sergeant smelled alcohol on his breath, it was the last straw. He roughly yanked the private out of the lineup and marched him toward the officers’ quarters.Brett winked at the furious staff sergeant sarcastically. “If you want to take me home, you could at least buy me a drink.” The officer ignored him and tightened his grip on Brett’s collar, practically dragging him to the quarters of Sgt. Pike. When Brett saw where they were going, he went pale. Sgt. Pike had a reputation for being the hardest-nosed disciplinarian on the base. “Ha, okay, I get it.” The officer ignored him and rang the doorbell. “It was just a joke. It won’t happen again. Seriously. I promise.”The door opened. And Sgt. Pike opened the door. He was young, muscled, and blond. He was shirtless, a towel around his neck from shaving. He slowly looked Brett up and down, taking in his stubble, wrinkled uniform, and blurry eyes. He looked at the staff sergeant. “I need you to hold him for me and then you can go.”The staff sergeant nodded. “Yessir.” With a swift motion, he swung his arm around Brett’s neck, locking him in a headlock. He held him tightly as Brett struggled. With a practiced precision, Pike stripped off his uniform, leaving Brett blushing and struggling in his tighty whities. Pike bent down and put his hands on the private’s firm ass. He grabbed the fabric in two hands and ripped the briefs apart, letting the pieces fall to Brett’s ankles. Brett’s eyes went wide and he struggled helplessly in the headlock. “What the fuck!?” Pike ignored him, grabbing the private’s ankles and strapping cuffs onto each of them. He chained them together with a short chain. He did the same to his wrists. Pike turned to the staff sergeant. “Okay, solider, dismissed.” The officer saluted and left, leaving Pike with his naked subordinate.Pike pointed to the door. “You think I should throw you out like this, private?” Brett shook his head no. He couldn’t even imagine what the men would say watching him shuffle back to his bunk naked and shackled. Pike took a step toward him and grabbed Brett’s cock and balls in his muscular hand. “You know what I did before the army, private?” Brett shook his head. Pike squeezed slightly. “I trained horses. And it sounds like your officers are having some trouble breaking you. Luckily, that’s my specialty.” With a hard yank, he pulled on Brett’s nuts, and the private cried out and fell onto the floor, cursing. Pike picked up a riding crop and brought it down on Brett’s ass, hard, making the private cry out again. “On all fours, boy.” Brett lie there, gritting his teeth and cursing from the pain, until Pike brought the crop down hard again. “I can fucking beat you all day, boy.” Brett clumsily scrambled to all fours and looked up at him, a tear spilling down his cheek from the pain. Pike looked down at him and frowned. “You look like a fucking slob. Ass in the air.” Brett did as he was told, fearful of another lashing. “Now straighten your back.” Brett obeyed, steeling his spine and putting his military posture to work. Pike nodded approvingly. “You’ve been behaving like an animal, so I’m going to train you like one.” Pike straddled him and sat on his back, holding him in place with his muscular thighs. He pushed his hand into Brett’s hair and pulled it. “See, you make a good little pony. Now take me for a ride, private.”Brett began to crawl around the room, completely humiliated. “Turn left,” Pike said. He began to turn right. “I said left, pony.” Brett turned the other direction. Before he realized what was happening, Pike had shoved a bit gag into his mouth and was strapping it behind his head. “You need a little help following directions, boy?” He tugged the gag. “Left.” Brett obeyed, crawling naked around the room as the officer tugged his gag left and right to steer him around. He felt something hot and throbbing against his spine and he realized with horror that Pike was rock hard.Pike yanked on his hair. “Whoa, boy.” Brett came to a halt. Pike climbed off him, then knelt down beside him and stroked his hair. “See, you can learn to follow orders.” Brett nodded. Pike spit on his hand and reached under his abs, grabbing Brett’s cock. Brett’s eyes widened and he moaned softly into the gag. “Pwease suh, no.” Pike began to pump the soldier’s cock, which immediately stiffened. Brett hadn’t been able to fuck around in weeks. Pike winked at him. “You’re a little small for a horse, but you seem to like it.” Pike tightened his grip and began to pump faster. Brett whined into the gag as he felt his balls tighten. He tried desperately not to cum. Pike kept stroking and gently tugged on his balls. Brett lost it. He yelled into the bit gag and came, his thick jizz soaking Pike’s hand and spattering the floor. Pike talked to him like a horse, stroking him, calming him down as he twitched and moaned. The sergeant wiped his cummy hand in Brett’s hair and stood up. “See, you’ve got promise. I’m having you transferred to my supervision for the next week. I think by then you’ll be much more obedient, don’t you?”He lifted Brett’s chin with the riding crop and Brett nodded, broken. -- source link