OBSESSION

OBSESSION





Chapter 13





I didn’t know what I had been expecting as, after several minutes of trying to calm myself, I followed the blond in through the tent flaps. But it certainly wasn’t the sight I was greeted with…..



Sweet Mother….Have mercy on me….



In the pale, feeble brightness that the suspended portable camp-lamp emitted, I saw the little cadet standing with his back towards me…as naked as the day he was born. The soft glowing light that hung from the apex illuminated the boys skin tone, casting flickering shadows over his muscles as he bent forward to reach for something just in front of him…exposing his beautiful, tight looking pucker in full view of me…



At the sight of his nudity, and submission, I felt myself stiffening in an instant. I quickly removed my own, outer coat, casting it to one side.



I was impressed. Jake had certainly trained his lovely little bed-toy well. Stripped and ready for action, no sooner than he was inside…..



But, I had to admit….I hadn’t expected to find the little cadet so willing…so eager to please. I thought he might have put up some sort of objection…..I thought he might have made some token gesture of pretending to want to stay faithful to his lover….even if it were just for appearances sake.



Still…Jake was the last thing I wanted to think about right now. My hardened appendage bulging out through my pants was taking all my attention. It needed to be released…and soon. Sperm tended to stain the delicate insides of leather trousers.



The boy was still bent over. He appeared to be looking for something, searching through his backpack….



LUBE, I‘LL BET!!!



Ah, the boy had nothing to worry about as far as lubricant was concerned….I had more than enough stashed in my own backpack. Or perhaps he was looking for condoms? I hoped he’d packed enough…..I meant to take him all throughout the entire night. We would run a small pharmacy dry, the number of times we were going to go at it. And if we ran out….I would just have to ride him bareback!



I held my breath as I stole quietly up behind him. I wanted to take him, in that position ,now, as he was….. bending over…prepared and ready for me….



My hands reached out, my fingertips itching to touch that tantalizingly soft young body, so beautifully on display. I licked my lips….and inched forward….



“Ah, here they are!”



The boy stood up straight, turning round to face me at the same time.



“Whoa….What the fuc……”



He jumped back several paces, holding something tightly to his chest. My eyes dropped to his now exposed lower regions….and I was not disappointed. Well, I was slightly disappointed. The boy was…..limp. His perfectly formed manhood, nestling within the protection of his blond curly pubes, was soft, and hanging down….I had expected it to be hard like mine, and pointing heavenward. The same direction as in which his toes were going to be, when his legs were up over my shoulders and I was pounding hard into his tiny ass…..



The boy noticed where my eyes were looking…and he lowered his hands down, covering himself from my view with whatever it was he had clasped so tightly in his fingers.



So, now my eyes travelled upwards….taking in his bare chest, his tiny little rosy nipples. Ah yes, he was excited…… I could tell by the way the hubs peaked away from his body, the firm bits of flesh protruding outwards, far enough you could easily get a ring through them…..



Mmmmm…Now there was an interesting thought!



I wondered just how much sexier the blond would look, with gold nipple rings attached….A chain strung between them….Another, fastened in the centre of the chain, leading outwards, resting in the palm of my hand..…. I could tug him towards me, and he wouldn’t be able to pull away….



Like he was doing now……



“I, ummmm….I’ll just get ready for bed, Sir,” he said, backing up as far as he could away from me.



“I thought you already were,” I replied, crossing the distance between us slowly. He looked around the small tent quickly, his pretty eyes trying to look past me…at what? The door?



He had backed himself up as close to the edge of our night shelter as he could. Now, there was nowhere else for him to go. I placed my hands either side of him on the fabric wall, effectively trapping him. His big blue eyes widened…and he brought his hands up against my chest, still holding on to whatever it was he held in his delicate fingers…using it as some sort of barrier between us.



Which left his bottom half exposed again!



I smiled at the thought of his naked cock brushing against my leathers, and I pushed my own bottom half slightly forward into him…



“Please Sir,” he whispered, pushing his hands against me harder. I looked down now, as the feel of soft material touched my skin. What was it he was holding onto so dearly?



I eased away from him, just a little, reaching to his outspread hands, prying open his fingers and taking from him the object held within.



“Pyjama bottoms?”



“Its….Its cold Sir,” he said, his teeth chattering as if to give emphasis to his words, his empty hands now reaching down and covering up his modestly.



I tossed the offending article of clothing away. I’d soon have him warmed up……



I stroked a hand down his forearm. His skin did have goose bumps. But ah…that was probably caused by being in such close proximity to me….Yes, he could try as much as he liked to deny his feelings for me, thinking he was defending his Commanders honour. But really….his body was giving him away at every turn!



He ached for me as much as I ached for him…….



I let the fingers of my hand continue their journey down his arm, while my other hand slipped around behind him, coming to rest on the small of his back, pressing him up against me when he made to pull away….. as my questing fingers on his arm , which had continued going lower, finally came into contact with his.



His hands were still covering his cock and balls protectively, and I felt him tremble slightly at my touch, instinctively holding on tighter to the package he hid from me. I covered both his tiny hands, my fingers spreading open, caressing his knuckles, my thumb playing in the soft downy hair that wasn’t shielded by him.



He gave a small gasp, and looked up at me, his crystal blue eyes wide and shining. His breathing was short and rapid, his nostrils flaring, his little chest heaving up and down. My eyes were drawn lower, to his quivering lips, which were slightly parted, the pink of his tongue showing through the gap of his pearly white teeth.



I could resist no longer.



I bent my head, capturing him in a deep, demanding kiss, my mouth covering his, my tongue thrusting forward, slipping easily past his defences, into the warm, moist cavern.



He struggled against me, his little head trying desperately to pull away from my sucking grasp. His eyes were still wide open, and he was making the most adorable little noises from his throat. I let my tongue dance freely around his mouth, chasing after his own, which was trying to hide from me…foolish boy….



My fingers, still tightly clenched over his, now felt something hard begin to peek over the top of his hands.



Hellooooo…….A certain little ‘something’ was making its presence known…..



I deepened the kiss, even as my thumb started to stroke gently over the tip of the boys growing erection. The skin of his cock head felt velvety smooth, and I relished in the feel of the pre-cum that began to seep out.



The little cadets strugglings had ceased, and the hand I held against his back now dared to venture lower, down over the smooth curves of his ass…..to squeeze and mould….



With a soft moan, he finally succumbed to my kiss, closing his eyes and raising his arms up to wrap around my neck. Leaving his hard cock unprotected…and at my mercy.



My fingers quickly closed around his shaft easily, my hand pumping up and down its length. He quivered with delight.



I felt him thrust his hips up against me, grinding his little body back and forth. His fingers gripped my hair, and he returned my kiss openly now, his tongue becoming brazen, seeking entrance to my mouth. I let him in, willingly. You know, when he let himself relax, he was a damn fine kisser!



Eventually, I had to release his mouth to let him come up for air, although, I could tell by the look in his eyes he was as disappointed as me at the break….for that is all that it was. As soon as he got his breath back, I intended to resume where we lef……….



With a small gasp, the boy pushed himself away from me. Catching me by surprise, he managed to free himself from my hold, slipping past and around me. Mmmmm…Maybe stopping the kiss had been a bad decision on my part. He was still a little skittish….



I spun round quickly, catching one of his arms in a tight hold, pulling him back roughly up against me.



“And just where do you think you’re going?”



He looked at me as if I’d just asked the most stupidest question in the world. His eyes darted to the sleeping bags spread out on the floor….



“Bed.....” he said, simply.



Holy fuck………and there was me thinking he was still nervous……



He was certainly forward…I’d give him that. Well, I was just as eager as he was to get all cosy and warm….



“Yours? Or mine?” I asked, pulling him tighter, licking at his earlobe. He stared up at me, a look of confusion on his adorable face.



“Ummmmm…Mine?” he replied, as if he wasn’t sure. How sweet… He wanted my opinion. Like I gave a fuck which bedding we used….I just wanted to screw his ass. I didn’t care where we did it, just so long I as finally got to doit……..



Now, biting and sucking at his neck, I gently pressured him backwards and down, my arms holding him and guiding him, supporting his weight as I lowered him onto his sleeping bag. He whimpered as my bite became harder, drawing the blood to the surface of the skin, marking him…..



The thought that everyone would see the mark excited me even more. They would all know I’d used him, taken him….abused him in every sense of the word. I wanted people to see it….especially Jake. I bit a little harder for good measure…..And then turned my attention again to his lips…..



I lay fully on top of the little blond. He was responding well to my kisses, his eyes closed, his mouth willing, his arms wrapped tightly around me….I thrust my hard member up against his naked stomach. He couldn’t really appreciate the fullness and thickness of it yet, it was still bunched up in my pants, straining at the material. It was time to take them off, and let him see what it was he was about to receive….



Pushing myself up off him reluctantly, I quickly stripped off my trousers, chucking them to land in a heap behind me on the floor…Now wasn’t a time for tidiness…….



I knew he’d be pleased when he saw me naked. But I hadn’t expected to see just how pleased. His big blue eyes got even bigger, rounder…his mouth making a large, silent ..0..shape as his gaze took me all in. Yeah, like I said before…I’m a big boy….and proud of it. And tonight, it was all his. Every single inch of it…going to be shoved deep inside that little body of his…..



No wonder he was shivering with delight….



I got back down on my knees, trapping his legs between mine. He watched me, never taking his eyes away from me, wondering what I was going to do next. Well…I’d show him….



With one finger, I began teasing his cock, running it up and down his length, flicking across the dripping slit, rubbing his own leaking juice around the red engorged head. He began to pump his hips against me, a soft whine coming from his mouth, his eyes now tightly squeezed shut.



How I had longed for this moment to happen. To finally get the boy alone, and between my thighs…..To have him panting beneath me like a bitch in heat…



I leant over him….and reclaimed his lips. They were fuller now, swollen with desire. I nibbled gently on the bottom one for a while, sucking and pulling it into my mouth, delighted when I felt his little tongue dart out and lick at mine. I opened my mouth fully, and he reciprocated, his tongue diving straight past my lips, going for the back of my throat….



As his tongue got friendly with my tonsils, the rest of my fingers got reacquainted with his hard member, which was now pressing against my hip, his pre-cum smearing across my skin. I relished in the feel of it, wondering what it would be like to taste it. That would come later. For now, I just wanted to snog his face off.



Still glued to his mouth, I worked a knee in between his tightly clenched legs, forcing him to open them, and wedging myself in between. He appeared reluctant to let me do so. It seemed like he was trying to fight me, trying to stop me from prising his legs apart.



Perhaps he needed a little more foreplay…..



I took my mouth from his now bruised one, and lowered my head, capturing one of his rosebud nipples between my teeth. He gave a small cry of pain as my teeth bit down, forcing the knuckles of one hand in his mouth, to stifle the sound.



As I suckled and nibbled at his tender hub, I continued to stroke his stiff cock within my hand. The boy appeared to be hesitant, shy even, beneath my fingers, trembling slightly at my touch. It was almost as if he were role playing, acting the part of an innocent…



Innocent……Ha!



I knew better than that, didn’t I? Hadn’t I seen him, when he had come rushing onto the parade ground, fresh from Jake’s bed, his little face flushed with the aftermath of their love making? Hadn’t I heard him and the mongrel, rutting like animals in the night?



Oh, he knew what he was doing alright….those erotic little mewings he was uttering…. the way he was pumping himself into my hand…those wild, abandoned kisses……Oh yes, he definitely knew how to please a man….



I lifted my lips off of his now rigid nipple, and began trailing little kisses all down his torso. I stopped for a while at his navel, to lick and swirl my tongue around the small indentation. He gave a sob…..and thrust himself harder at me, his rigid cock desperate for attention. I was tempted, so sorely tempted, to engulf him in my mouth…but my tongue had other plans…..



Pushing myself back up onto my knees, I grabbed his legs and positioned them over my shoulders. My hands went beneath his lifted buttocks, to help support him. He stared at me, wonderment in those big eyes of his. I was smiling as I lowered my head down, my tongue eagerly extending out….towards his puckered hole.



I licked all around the outside of him, holding myself back, refraining from letting my tongue have its way too soon. The boy moaned and clutched at the bedding beneath him. Squirming….



My tongue would be denied no longer…and began prodding at his entrance. It met with resistance. So it slicked itself with saliva, and pushed a little harder. This time, the tight ring of muscle gave way….and my tongue slipped easily inside…..



He tasted delicious….I gripped his ass cheeks and forced him upwards more, thrusting my tongue deeper into his hot cavity. I licked inside as far as my tongue could reach, wishing suddenly that I were a giraffe.. or an ant-eater…



As I began fucking him with my tongue, pushing in and out, he arched his spine. I looked down at him. His eyes were closed, his head thrown back. He now had one hand clenched tightly into a fist, wrapped around and pumping his cock….He was about ready to come…..



“Ohhhhhh…..Ohhhhhhhh…..Ahhhhhhh…..”



I was right. With a shuddering of his tiny body, he spilled himself all over his hand, the white, creamy fluid flowing down over his fingers. I kept my tongue inside him, still teasing him, until he calmed a little, until his breathing slowed a little….. until his cock ceased to pump.



Then, I lowered his legs. He’d had his release….now it was time for mine.



I looked down at him….his little chest still heaving, his beautiful eyes still closed. He had one hand thrown over his head, the other still loosely laying on his now flaccid cock. He looked utterly wanton…utterly desirable….



My eyes were drawn to the liquid that had seeped out of him. It had coated his hand, matting in his pubic hair. I reached out a finger, and tentatively dipped it into his spilt essence. His eyes now flew open, and he watched silently, as I raised my hand to my lips….and licked off his cum. It tasted wonderful, not too salty, not too bitter. I could get quite greedy for the taste…….



I lowered my head, and began to lick him clean.



At first, he tried to stop me, his little hands tugging vainly at my hair, trying to prevent me from lapping up his seed. But I persevered. There was no way I was leaving a single drop of his precious liquid unaccounted for. My tongue lapped everywhere…



When I licked around the base of his cock, he started to get hard again…..Randy little bugger….



Sitting back on my heels, I admired him again. He looked so lovely laying there, just waiting, just begging, to be shagged. For the life of me, I’d never understand how Jake had ever have let him out of his bed, let alone come on this mission. I guess he’s not a jealous man like me………



The boy gave a soft whimper as my body raised off of him, his little eyes following me, beseeching me to taste him again…to take him fully into my mouth…



But no….He would have to wait. That was a treat I wanted to experience later. The foreplay had gone on long enough. Now, it was time for me to breach him, to take him…..To make him mine…..



My hand reached forwards, a finger extending out. It played up and down the crease of his ass…teasing and tormenting his tight looking hole. He closed his eyes again, his little tongue darting out and licking at his lips…..



I pushed my finger against the hole. Gently at first, and then a little harder. It didn’t seem to want to go in. Mmmmm….maybe a bit of spit would help it on its way…..



Then I spotted something shining in the faint lamp light. There was a blob of cum on his stomach. I’d obviously missed it when I was cleaning him up. Never mind. It would come in handy now……



My finger, richly coated in his semen, now returned to his unyielding little pucker. And this time, when I pushed at his hole, my finger slid in easily. First past one knuckle…then another…..



He made the most delightful little noises, as I pushed further and further into him. I wanted to hear him sing! My second finger began to push in. He was tight. Really, really tight…..How on earth could the boy be so tight, after the night he had spent with the brown haired boy?



“Ohhhhh…..” He tried to scrabble away from me, as a third finger began to penetrate him, trying to free himself from my pumping fingers…..



Att att little boy…not so fast…you’d had your fun….now it’s my turn…..



With one hand on his shoulder, I held him steadily in place. My cock ached to be inside him….I was dripping pre-cum everywhere. I couldn’t hold back any longer. My sanity was only going to last for a few more seconds…



“With…..or without?” I asked him. I know I’d left it a bit late, but he might as well have the choice of whether or not I used a condom…..



“Without,” he said, not even hesitating in his reply…..



Ohhhhhhhhh god………



He would never know how happy he had just made me. I really didn’t think I’d have been able to put one on anyway…I was just too eager to get inside his hot little body….



Taking my hand off his shoulder, I placed it by the side of his head, to steady myself. My other hand took hold of my rigid member, and positioned it at his entrance…



Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I registered the sound of a zipper being pulled….I ignored it. I wasn’t going to stop now, not when I just about to push the weeping, mushroom shaped head of my penis in….…



I recognized the noise of someone stumbling into the tiny shelter….



Shit…not now.. not fucking now…..Whoever you are….just go the fuck away…..



“Sir… Sir….General Sir…. You have to help me Sir….Please…..”



THE MONGREL?…………….