OBSESSION

OBSESSION



Chapter 9



Each little hump and bump in the road that Shears hit, caused me to push and jostle up against the soft young body beside me. And I was in heaven! Every time that our arms and legs, our hips, even our knees made the briefest of contact with one another, I felt a thrill of electricity rush through my body, and head straight to my groin. I cast my eyes down towards my crotch, smiling at the bulge forming there.



Shears’ gaze was fixed firmly on the road ahead…he’d have had my fist in his face if it wasn’t. But the boys eyes….I wanted him to notice what I was offering. I wanted to see his beautiful blue orbs turn starry with lust for me, when he looked upon the size of the gift I had waiting.



I glanced at him. He still had his head lowered, seemingly fascinated with something on the floor. He didn’t look up, and he didn’t look to either side. I needed to attract his attention.



I shifted my ass forward a little in the seat, positioning myself more on the edge, exposing my hard-on for the boy to glimpse. As I had hoped, my movement caused him to instinctively look to see what I was doing, and I watched, a smile on my face, as his eyes fell for a moment upon my erection. Admittedly, he only looked for a second or two, before he quickly turned his head away again… But, he had looked!



I stole another peek at him. He was now staring out of the window of the door, his face turned from me so that I couldn’t see his expression. His body was tense and rigid, and I noticed the tiny tremors his knee was making, and the way his fisted hand was trying to hold the shaking limb still. He was excited!



At the next bump we hit, I deliberately opened my legs wider, making sure to ‘accidentally’ knock his knee a little harder. The smile I had on my face waiting to greet him with turned into a scowl, as the response I expected from him didn’t happen. Instead of jumping straight into my lap, and grinding his little ass down upon my rampant shaft…he moved away from me.



He actually shifted his body as close to the door as he could, making a cold gap in between us, closing his legs tight and folding his hands in his lap like he was some damn innocent little maiden about to be violated. And he kept his pretty face fixed looking out the window…..Was he testing me?



I was flummoxed for a few seconds. This wasn’t the reaction I had been expecting. I had hoped the boy would have had his little fist securely wrapped around my cock by now….I had thought that he would be licking his lips in anticipation of knowing where his next meal was coming from.

Instead, I had the ice queen sat beside me.



Just turn around and look at it, damn it! What?….Was he waiting for me to get it out and waggle it in front of his face?



Ah…



Slowly, realization set in….The boy was just playing hard to get! I smiled again, knowingly. He wanted a little verbal foreplay before introducing himself to my stiff member. Ok…I could do that. I could play along with him…for a while.



“Aspen… An unusual name,” I commented. He barely turned his head as he mumbled a…‘yes sir.’



Aspen…..Aspen…..Aspen……



I could say his name all day and not tire of it. It was a unique name, a beautiful name. A name that rolled so eloquently off the tongue. I wanted to know if his name still sounded as good when I screamed it out loud in ecstasy….. When I pushed myself deep inside him and released my hot seed within his luscious body.



“Had any trouble settling in?” I asked the back of his head.



“No Sir.”



“And you’re keeping up with your studies?”



“Yes Sir.”



“Not finding it all too difficult?”



“No Sir.”



Yes Sir…No Sir….What was wrong with the boy? It was almost as if he were afraid of me. What possible reason could he have to be afraid of me? I wasn’t going to hurt him. I was going to kiss him, yes….. I was going to suck and bite at his nipples, definitely…. I was going to slam his body down to the floor, and push his legs up as high as they’d go….. And I was going to shove myself in as hard, and as far up into his ass as I could, without lubrication……..



Okay…..that might hurt, a bit….But surely what I wanted to do to him was nothing that Jake hadn’t already done?



Jake……



The reason for the boy’s reluctance was suddenly becoming clear. Jake had warned his little cadet not to lose his heart to me! Ah….how wonderful! The boy was just trying to stay faithful to his lover…. Oh, the sweet bliss….It was going to be all the more pleasurable when I took the little blond now, when he found himself unable to resist me…When he found himself willingly falling into my arms and opening his legs wide to me.



But, a little niggle of self-doubt still lingered in my mind. What if….What if the boy….just didn’t….fancy me? Could he really be the first one, ever, that found me…..unattractive? Hard to believe, I know….But it could be possible.



I had to know…I had to find out if this was simply him being coy….Or if he really, genuinely, wasn’t interested in me. I decided to try a test…..



“So…..Commander Jake…..Has he…. ‘instructed’ you how to behave while you’re here….with me?”



The boy didn’t need to reply to my question…his face told me everything I needed to know. As soon as I had mentioned Jake’s name, his little head had shot round to face me, his eyes taking on a pleading look that almost made my heart melt. So, I had been right…..Jake had warned his little cadet against me…..



As if that was going to stop me from trying it on with the boy!



Jake should have known better…..He was a fool if he thought his playmate was safe from me. Just because he had given an order to his little fuck-toy to keep his pants up, didn’t mean I couldn’t try to get them down!



Now I knew for certain that the blond wasn’t abhorrent towards me personally, I knew it wouldn’t take me long to break through his fragile barriers….wear down any of the weak and feeble protestations he’d make. By tonight, he would be laying beneath me in my bunk, thrusting his hips up against me as I slipped my hardness into him, wrapping those perfect legs of his around my waist and allowing me to pound into him in a way Jake could never dream possible. Tonight, I would show him such exhilaration, Jake would never be able to satisfy him again!



“Sir? I’ll try so hard to be good….You won’t be disappointed with me, I swear….” He almost whispered the words. I had to lean towards him a little to hear what he was saying, his lips trembled so much!



I was captivated by the soft expression in his eyes, by the way his lips were parted slightly. So tempting…so irresistible. My own lips yearned to touch his.



I leaned in closer……



And nearly lost my head through the windshield as Shears slammed on the brakes once again and brought the truck to a halt.



“We’re here, Sir,” he announced, as if I needed to be informed that we had reached our destination for the night.



“I thought I fucking told you to take your time?” I shouted, turning to face Shears, the scowl on my face plain to see. So close….I had been so close…and this moron had to go and stop the damn truck right at the crucial moment. I so badly needed to hurt him. I raised my hand, and ripped the earring he had in his earlobe completely out.



“And this is against regulations,” I stormed, tossing the offending jewel at him as he quickly held his hand up against his torn and bloodied lobe, not uttering a word or a sound, in either pain or complaint. If he had dared, I would have hurt him some more, and he knew that.



The men had already started scrambling out of the vehicles, and the boy was no exception, gathering up his backpack from the floor and vacating his place by my side as if his damn ass were on fire. I sat and watched as he ran away from me, a smile beginning to play upon my face…..

Because I knew, come morning, his delectable little ass would most definitely be burning!



“Give me a moment Sir, and I’ll have the kettle brewing in no time,” Shears informed me, as he too got out of the truck, preparing to continue his duties towards me as chauffeur and valet. I watched for awhile, as he put up the simple sun canopy for me, snapping open my lounge chair in the newly acquired shade of the parasol, and unfolding the small table I would use as my desk. When everything was ready for me, then and only then, did I leave my seat in the hot truck, and go and sit in my comfy chair under the cool shade he had provided for me.



“Go and clean up your damn ear, Shears….You’re dripping blood everywhere,” I snapped, as he hovered over me, placing my teacup and saucer on the table, fussing with the sugar and milk.



“Yes Sir…Thank you Sir,” he said, as he backed away quickly, heading for one of the first-aid boxes that was always kept in the dashboard of the trucks.



All around me, in the heat of the late afternoon sun, the men were busy assembling the tents we would be sleeping in tonight. My tent would be the first one put up…standard procedure. After all, I was the most important person here.



I watched, as one by one, my big burly army of soldiers stripped off to the waist in the heat…their bulging muscles and hairy flesh glistening with sweat. I let my eyes linger a moment, enjoying watching their perfectly formed physiques as they hammered the ties and posts of our temporary accommodation into the hard ground using all their power, strength and brute force. Their crafted bodies truly were works of art.



But then, a masterpiece of pure perfection walked across my line of vision…..



His spiky blond locks had lost none of its sharpness, despite the heat and humidity, and his deep blue eyes sparkled, putting the shine of the sun to shame. Like the others, he too had discarded his upper clothing, and he worked semi naked, helping to erect our sleeping quarters. I felt myself becoming erect, as I sat and watched him through half closed lids. His beauty shone with such brilliance, it hurt my eyes just to look at him. But I would suffer anything to gaze at his exquisiteness…to drink in the loveliness of his face….to applaud the magnificence of his bare upper torso, with his tiny little rosebud nipples…. to admire the perfect roundness and swell of his firm young buttocks…..as he bent over to hammer in yet another tent-peg …



“Sir…its erected.”



Started by the stealthy approach of Shears at my shoulder, I instinctively looked down at my hard-on, quickly wrapping the folds of my long coat around myself, covering it up.



“Your tent Sir….It’s been erected. You can go and rest now Sir, if you wish…..I’ll bring your personal effects in shortly.”



Ah…..for a moment there, I had thought …..



With one last glance at the small cadet, I walked to my elected lodging. Entering, I lay back on the single bunk, an arm across my eyes, as if trying to blot out the image of the boy from my sight…I was tempted, sorely tempted, to take care of my needs myself….



“Sir?” Shears again, coming into the tent and bringing with him my small case. I lifted the arm from my face, and quirked an eyebrow at him. He lifted the case up a little, as if to show me the reason for his interruption.



“Over there,” I said, waving my hand aimlessly. He dropped the case at the foot of the bunk.



“Is there anything I can get you Sir?”



Yeah, how about one hot, horny blond cadet?



“Tea Sir? Coffee? Or how about a glass of cold water Sir?”



None of those options appealed to me, so I just turned my back to him and waited for him to leave. I lay there and listened as the men outside worked, laughing and joking amongst themselves…striving to hear his laughter, his voice….but I couldn’t.



I must have dozed off….The sound of singing waking me from my slumber. It had gotten quite dark outside, and at some point Shears must have come in and lit the lamp that was now gently lighting up the inside of my tent.



The songs the men were singing were bawdy ones…telling of how soldiers liked their sex rough and ready. And I smiled as I listened, and thought immediately of the boy. Yes, he was going to be mine tonight, taken ‘rough and ready’…And he’d be mine tomorrow night as well…and the next…and the next….



How should I take him first?…I thought. Should I lay him on his back on my narrow bunk, his legs up over my shoulders?…Or should I lay down first and let him straddle me? Maybe I could bend him over, and penetrate him that way….Or I could sit on the edge of the bed and have him slowly … slowly … slide himself down upon my lap…..



Oh the possibilities were endless….and it didn’t really matter anyway, because I was going to make damn sure we tried every position known to man….and then some!



But first, I had to get him to come in here…..



My mind worked frantically on ways to tempt the reluctant cadet into my bed chamber….Until it suddenly hit me! I could simply order him into my tent. I could demand he disrespect the instructions that his commanding officer had given to him…..and force him to yield to me!



Excited now, I stood up and flung open the flaps of my tent. All the men, including Shears and Wells, were sitting around a roaring campfire. They seemed to be enjoying themselves. In the dim evening twilight, I could make out the smaller form of two bodies, pressed up close together, on the further side of the circle.



The mongrel was singing as loudly as the others…and he had one arm draped casually around Aspen’s shoulders…as if it belonged there! I couldn’t see the small cadets expression on his face, the flickering flames dancing between us kept his countenance hidden, but he seemed relaxed, he wasn’t struggling against the other boy. It looked like he had chosen who to sleep with tonight. Even so, I had made a decision…he was to be mine tonight. Maybe, maybe tomorrow night I might feel like letting him choose who to bed with, but not tonight…..



As I made to step out of my tent, to go and fetch him in and order him to strip for me, suddenly the mongrel stood up…and held out his hand towards the spiky blond. I just stood there and watched, as the little cadet looked up at the taller boy for a moment. Then he turned his big blue eyes towards me and held my gaze….before reaching out and letting the mongrel pull him to his feet, let him wrap an arm around his waist and hold him tightly, and he let himself be led towards one of the smaller tents.



I stood there and watched, as the mongrel held the flap of the tent open for him to pass through first. I stood there and watched, as the dark haired little pricks face lit up with a smile of triumph. And I stood and watched as he too disappeared inside the tent….and closed the flaps.



I was dumbfounded. How in the world…..What on earth……Aspen had chosen the mongrel? The fucking…Mongrel? Of all the men in this camp, including me, who would willingly screw him senseless….he had chosen that sorry excuse of a man! WHY? I didn’t know….But thinking about it, perhaps he thought that his lover, Jake, would feel less threatened by him finding sexual release with a lesser man, not wanting to upset Jake’s enormous bloody ego by sharing his body with someone better than his commander.



Looking at the small tent, I heard a huge thud come from within, followed by several smaller thuds and groans. They were at it like wild animals.



That lucky little bastard…he was probably leaning over Aspen’s back now….holding on tightly to the little cadets hips as he pummelled forwards, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper within that tight luscious body beneath his with each and every push…..



I felt so strongly the desire to storm in there and yank him off, push him out of the way and lay claim to the blond myself. It took all my willpower to restrain myself. I looked down at the massively straining bulge in my pants….I desperately needed release of my own.



I glanced up again at the circle of men, still singing, still happy.



“PIKE….” I yelled loudly, stepping back into the privacy of my own shelter.



He looked back at me straight away, a confused look on his face as he slowly stood to attention.



“Yes Sir?”



“Get your ass in here……..It’s needed….”