O’Melissokomos
The Bee Keeper

Teaching Big Bro a Lesson 7 (mt inc nc)

by Randy Dragon

Read Chapter 6

A bucket of ice-cold water brought Hank back to consciousness. The battered Marine was hosed down and thoroughly cleaned from the remains of cum sweat and camouflage. In the meantime, Joey had brought the Humvee. As it seemed to be suspicious that a punk would enter a military base, they decided to leave Rafe out of the game for this time. Rafe did not seem to be too disappointed, as he had already plans for his brother Blake. Taylor wanted to pick up Blake's girl Carol and in the end, it was Hank driving the Jeep in the company of Taylor, with Kyle between Rafe and Joey on the
backseat.

Taylor was in the passenger seat and grinned at Hank who was staring at the road with a grim face. The Sergeant was still in his camos and wearing an unbuttoned camo jacket over the naked frame of his muscled torso.

"Come on man, take it easy," Taylor said, "it was not that bad. You lasted actually quite long."

"Shut the fuck up!" Hank growled. The burly marine was still pondering his humiliating defeat in the hands of the teen. Taylor had sexually conquered the callous top with ease. Before Hank had realized how he was manipulated his body had been taken over and he found himself reduced to a whimpering sex toy of the scrawny teenager.

Now -- too late -- he understood how Taylor had managed to best his older brother, who as well was a brawny marine in his prime. Hank was no stranger to sexual encounters with men although his preference was clearly straight. Taylor's brother Kyle had been totally straight with an expressive disgust towards gay "fags". A glance in the rear mirror told Hank that the younger marine's orientation had been changed. His arms were hugging Joey, while exchanging feverish kisses with the butch blonde ranch-hand.

Hank was confused, wondering whether his macho ego would be turned into a willing bottom boy attitude as well. An involuntary shiver ran down his spine.

Taylor's hand disappeared inside Hank's jacket. Hank felt his pecs being caressed softly. Shit he thought, when his man tits responded to Taylor's touch. Taylor had learnt from Blake's girlfriend Carol how much Hank loved his nipples played with. He had used this knowledge again and again to weaken the hulky marine, opening him to further advances.

Taylor's hand left the hardened nipples and traveled down across the sculpted wash-board abs and after playfully entering the bellybutton he rested his palm in Hank's lap. His firm grip made Hank sharply draw in his breath. Despite his recent ordeal Taylor felt the big dick twitching under the fabric. He continued his slow massage keeping Hank hard and weak all along the way back to town. In his horny state he was unable to focus on any plan or resistance and Taylor knew it.

"Good boy," Taylor whispered, when Hank slumped in the driver seat while his thighs spread, instinctively opening to the younger guys skilled manipulations.

"Look who's here!" Rafe laughed when they arrived at dawn at Carol Anderson's house. His brother's bike was parked in front of the garden fence.

They rang the door bell. After a while Carol opened dressed in a silk negligee rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"What are you doing that early? Are you mad?" she asked Taylor and Rafe who had left Joey and Hank in the Humvee.

"Your special talents are required", Taylor grinned. He explained Carol what he had planned while Rafe went to the bedroom. His exhausted brother Blake slept naked under the blanket.

Rafe undressed and joined his brother's husky frame. Judging from the smell of his body the college athlete had been subjected to another sex marathon by the 30-years-old college professor who loved to drain her young lover.

"Wakey, wakey, Mr. Quarterback," Rafe whispered into his brother's ear. "Time for home run."

"Wh-hat?" Blake blinked still half asleep. He felt a kiss on his lips. A tongue demanded entrance.

"Ummmh... mhh" he groaned drowsily, Carol's appetite for sex was insatiable. To tired and week to resist he allowed the tongue inside his mouth. The feeling was pleasant, however the smell somehow strange. He shook his head to clear his sleepy mind and was turned onto his stomach. How could Carol handle his 180 lbs. muscle body so easily? He felt being straddled. The weight of a body -- too heavy for Carol -- pushed his body down to the mattress.

"Ouwww!" he yelled when his head was pulled back by his hair.

"Oh that's gone be fun!" he recognized his brother's voice.

"Fuck! Get off me you punk!," Blake roared. His heavy muscled arms flexed while he tried to get up, but Rafe was well-prepared. A nice mound of coke was ready in the palm of his hand and he shoved it into his brother's face before Blake had a chance to throw him off.

Blake recognized too late what was done to him and was deeply inhaling the powder with his angry breathing. A flush of exhilaration swept through his mind.

"Uuuurghhhhh ..rghh ..rghh," he panted and coughed while the drug burned inside his nose.

His arms went limp and his head sank down into the pillow giving in to the rush.

"That's why Mom told ya' to stay away from drugs," Rafe mocked while all resistance from his coked brother subsided.

During the hours to come Rafe made his Quarterback-Brother pay dearly for all the humiliations he had suffered in the past. The punk fucked the muscular college stud raw and Blake in his coked state begged his brother to fuck him again and again, while howling in untamed lust like a cheap alley whore.

Taylor heard the sounds from the bedroom and grinned knowingly. Another downfall of the star athlete. Carol entered, clad in a tight T-shirt and an ass-hugging pair of jeans. She had taken a quick shower.

"Okay, ready to go. What was that shouting all about?" she asked.

"Oh nothing, just some brotherly incest," Taylor laughed. Carols eyes widened but she said nothing.

"Hi Baby!" she greeted Hank when they had walked to the Jeep. Carol sat down in the back between Joey and Kyle.

"Now let's pay a visit to Captain Ben", Taylor said.

They arrived at the broad gate of the base in bright daylight. They were stopped by a well-built, young guard whose name tag was reading Dwight Collins. He stood 6 ft. tall. His blonde hair was buzz cut. He had an open friendly face and a set of striking blue eyes. With him, kept on a leather leash, was a German shepherd. Taylor knew from Kyle that Captain O'Rourke the commanding officer of the Military Police had brought in the special trained dog unit from Europe to detect any drug trafficking at the entrance of the base already.

This move had cost the gang a lot of "business" and Taylor wanted to change this by weeding out the root of the problem: the tough MP Officer.

Joey did not hide his interest in the young Corporal. He licked his lips, while scanning the guy's firm buttocks, which were outlined under the fabric of his tight camos.

"Hi Sarge, how's it hanging?" Dwight welcomed Hank with a grin.

"Shut up Corporal! " Hank barked. "We' re going to see Captain O'Rourke."

"OK, OK, chill down Sarge," Dwight answered in surprise, " and who are these people? "

"They are friends, no prob, now move your ass soldier and open the gate!" Hank ordered.

"Yes Sir! " The corporal shouted and signaled to the guard house to open the gate.

"Uhm, wait," Joey said from behind, "I need to check something out." Hank brought the car to a halt and the coboy jumped out.

"Can I have a look at the dogs?" He asked the Corporal. Dwight looked questioningly at Hank who nodded.

"Sure! Come on in." He said and walked Joey to the guard house. The others drove off to Captain O'Rourke's house.

"I guess the gates are already ours, " Taylor laughed. He hadn't missed the cowboy's interest in the young marine guard.

Joey and Dwight entered the guard house. A Private was sitting at a control desk watching a number of monitors displaying images from surveillance cameras from all parts of the base. Here were as well the controls to open and close the big gates.

"Howdie!" he greeted the cowboy.

"Hi, the name's Joey," Joey introduced himself.

"Clive," the Private answered," that was quite a bombshell out there with you and the Sarge! You guys are screwing her, huh?"

"Oh yeah, she's a hot fuck," Joey laughed.

"You workin' at a ranch?" Clive asked

"Yeah -- at Lanson's."

"Lanson? Oh man, I'd like to fuck his daughter, she's a hot chick too," Clive said.

"Don't turn me on, it's still a long time to go `til next Friday." Dwight had secured the dog in a corner and joined them.

"I didn't know that you are into that chick!" Clive replied, a dirty grin on his face.

"I'm afraid I'm turned on already." Joey seized the Corporal's well-built sexy body with a hungry look.

Dwight returned the look. "You wonna' see the guard house?"

"Yeah, I wonna' see all of it," Joey replied.

"No problem, come on." Dwight turned towards the stairs and lead Joey down to a locker room in the lower basement. Clive looked after them, still wearing his grin.

The room smelled of leather and dogs and man's sweat. Dog leashes and collars were hanging from the walls and in a corner was a bunk bed.

Dwight hung his holster on a hook at the wall and took of his jacket. Joey admired the defined pecs under the tight army tank top and the proud MC tattoo on the right biceps. The two young men were almost the same size and equally husky built. Dwight leaned against the wall and gazing through half-shut eyes at the cowboy.

"So you're turned on, huh?" he asked hoarsely. Joey couldn't believe his luck. This gorgeous Marine wasn't a straight one.

"Oh yeah, man," now, Joey did not need any further invitation. He stripped his T-shirt over his head and discarded it on the floor. When he looked back at the soldier his eyes opened wide. Dwight had unzipped his camos and was stroking a true monster tool.

"Come here!", Dwight ordered the mesmerized half naked cowboy who was almost stumbling towards him wearing only his worn out skin-tight jeans and work boots. Joey sank to his knees and locked his mouth around the turgid uncut shaft.

"Oh yeah, blow me," Dwight grunted while he guided Joey's bobbing head alongside his throbbing cock. His hips started to buck.

"Oh yeah man eat my fuckin' meat, take it all the way," he panted.

The Corporal peeled the tank top from his muscular body and opened his camos. Joey yanked them deftly down to the Marine's ankles.

Joey closed his fist around the pulsing shaft which was slippery from his own saliva. Without stopping his sucking he started to pump Dwight's rock-hard man-tool.

"Oh fuck, that feels great... uhmmmmmm," Dwight groaned. Joey released the swollen dickhead from his mouth. He pulled the foreskin tightly towards the base of the cock and tightened his grip until the dark-red cockhead ballooned furiously and the piss slit widened to emit a few drops of goo.

"Arrgh!" Dwight groaned through clenched teeth. He arched his spine while his knees buckled and almost whimpered when the cowboy licked his heavy balls. Joey didn't give the shaking Marine a moment to gather his senses. His hand cupped the churning balls and simultaneously he jerked the oozing cock with sharp and short strokes.

"Nnnooo! Not... uhhhhhh," Dwight felt his nuts contract when he was pushed over the point of no return.

"Shiiiittt!" The pleasure of the unavoidable climax was tainted by the frustration of cuming too early. His muscular legs became cramped and his head lolled back. At this moment Joey, who was carefully monitoring the reactions of the hunky soldier, squeezed the monstrous dickhead with an agonizing grip between thumb and index finger.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ffffffuuuuckkkk!", Dwight's eyes bulged from their sockets when he was snatched from the height of his climax. Unable to support his body any longer he collapsed over the shoulder of the cowboy. Joey heaved the heavy trembling body and carried the dazed Corporal over to the bunk bed. He
took the combat boots of and stripped the Marine buck-naked.

***

The MP Captain was not at home, but Hank knew where the keys where hidden. So they went inside his living room and waited. Hank popped a can of beer and allowed Carol to nestle close to his side on the couch.

When Ben returned home from his regular workout he couldn't believe his eyes to find a crowd in house. He recognized Hank in the arms of a buxom blonde and Kyle. There was as well a nerdy scrawny teenager scanning through his video library.

The Officer was thoroughly soaked in sweat from his brisk run. He was clad in a tight pair of running shorts and sneakers. His sweaty army T-shirt was draped over one of his broad shoulder above his heavy-muscled arms. The MP Captain was 6 ft 2 inch tall. Crew cut blonde hair and light-green eyes. His torso was V-shaped and ended in a narrow waist.

Being in charge of security at the base, he was respected for his integrity and feared for his roughness when it came to uphold discipline. Even heavier and taller Marines avoided messing with the stud who was a compact mass of iron-hard muscle and an unbreakable will. Like Hank Ben had a reputation for his stamina and endurance in bed. His job hadn't allowed him so far to create a family and in the absence of a steady girlfriend his consumption of chicks to satisfy his sexual needs was legendary.

"What the hell is going on? Whom are you bringing to my house?" he shouted at Hank, who wriggled himself from Carol's embrace.

"Hey relax man, just some friends. Here meet Carol. She's a Professor at the college." Hank tried to appease his friend.

"You look like shit!" snorted Ben looking disapprovingly at Hank's messed up camos and his unbuttoned army jacket, "...and you need a shower and a shave!"

"Well," Hank stroke his unshaved chin.

"Captain, I am really sorry if we are causing any inconvenience," Carol purred.

Ben purposely ignored the gorgeous looking blonde.

"Lance Corporal, what are you doing here?" he barked at Kyle.

"Yes, Sir, uhm... I... I... my, my brother, Sir," Kyle stammered.

"What is it soldier? Are you nuts? What's with your brother?" Ben got really annoyed.

"Sir, I am his brother," replied Taylor in a friendly way, apparently unimpressed by the Captain's grumpy mood. "We were on our way home and wanted to drop Hank and Kyle at the base..."

"...and I needed to pee." Carol continued with a winning smile,"... so Hank helped me and let us in. It was an emergency, really."

Carol's hands were resting against the Captain's well-developed smooth pectorals. He couldn't ignore her any longer. He usually respected Hank's hunting grounds, but Hank had brought her into his house.

"Uh... hm .." he cleared his throat," it's against procedure, but... uhm... I guess no harm is done, huh?"

"Oh, thank you, thank you so much," before he could stop her, Carol was giving him a big hug. The hug turned into a hot French kiss and Taylor watched grinning, the huge bulge developing in the lap of the Captain's pants. Carol was amazing. Even the strongest machos melted away, when she caught them in her female web.

Ben was fascinated. His anger was washed away by the tingling sensations that the blonde was providing him. Visibly reluctant he broke the kiss.

"Uhm... I'll take a shower, I'm messed up from working out. Have a drink and make yourself comfortable," he turned around and went to his bedroom exchanging a long look with Carol.

Ben had just taken his sneakers off when Carol came into the room. He couldn't believe it. That chick needed it badly. Obviously Hank couldn't give to her what she wanted. Well, he would do his Marine's duty.

Carol assisted her new lover undressing her.

"I like your manly smell, Baby!" Not allowing him to shower she pulled his pants down to his ankles. His dick was not too big, just 7 inches but it was hefty and already hard. Ben expected a blowjob to make his tool slippery, but Carol locked her hands behind his short neck and jumped on his throbbing dick. Ben felt the already wet pussy taking his tool with an iron grip. Her ankles locked as well around his slim waist.

A torrent of hot lust flushed through his mind. Ben hugged her wildly, squeezing the air out of her lungs as he started to fuck her with slow but powerful strokes.

"Oh yeah, baby, you are tight!" the burly man was huffing. His hands seized the woman's buttocks and pulled them against his lap, driving his swollen cock even deeper in the blonde's vibrating cunt. Carol was riding on his cock with his rhythm, even accelerating his speed. Soon Carol had her first climax and seemed to go mad.

"Oh..oh..ohh,....oooooohhhhh" she was emitting high-pitched short cries. As Ben felt the body getting limb, he decided to make it very clear from the beginning that he was in the role of domination.

"Come on, babe, I want you to come a second time," he grunted through clenched teeth. He removed his hands from her buttocks and for a moment his dick was carrying the full weight of the woman. Then he seized Carol's shoulders and drove her in another pounding fuck-ride letting the Carol's body jumping up and down like a jo-jo between his hands and his humping lap. Carol's eye's opened wide as she was thrown up and pushed down impaling herself powerful on the Marine's hefty cock. After a short time she felt a second climax approaching and her rhythm got so wild and out of control, that Ben had difficulties to stabilize her. Then the moment came he had waited for. Her hands lost her grip behind his neck and she was gyrating like a puppet at his will." Now you're mine, Chick", the man was thinking as he was moving towards the bed without interrupting his humping rhythm.

"I want to fuck you from behind", the marine was huffing and slid into position. He surprised Carol and forced his dick right up her ass.

"Nnoooo-oooo not my ass.Uuuuuh ! Uuuuh..", the blonde moaned,"you are killing me!"

"Don't you worry, we are just beginning and you are going to like that", Ben panted through clenched teeth, while his hips started to rock forward and backward. His heavy balls were swinging under his cock that was pumping the blonde's ass.

"Ourrrrghh !!", Carol was shouting her next climax into the pillows. She tried to get up, to throw the gasping hunk from her back. But Ben did not loosen his grip. Without taking his cock out of her ass he lifted her, he was on one knee and his feet were fixed to the mattress. He held her tight around her waist and her tits. His chin was pressed on her right shoulder as he fucked her while her legs were jerking out of control. She seemed to be helpless like a puppet in his muscle-packed arms.

"Now I'll give you a taste of marine free style fucking !" Ben informed her. Streams of sweat were pouring down the Marine's sun-tanned back. After Carol collapsed in his arms, the panting man fell back, his cock still in her ass. His face was reddened and covered with sweat same as his bulging chest.

"Now I wonna eat you out," Ben demanded. Carol straddled his face and offered her pussy to his skilled tongue. She had to admit, he was an excellent lover. In the living room Taylor, Hank and Kyle listened to the sounds of the hot couple making love.

"Now what?" Hank asked.

Taylor fetched his bag. "The usual procedure. We'll tape him while I fuck him and he will do anything to avoid that tape to go on the internet."

"He'll never let you top him, he will rather kill you!" Hank said.

"So you said as well, Baby," Taylor smirked, " and so said my dear brother. In the end you'll see he will like it as you do already. May be later we can have a foursome, huh?" Both Hank and Kyle blushed in silence.

Slurping sounds filled the bed room as the door was slowly opened. Taylor's head appeared and Carol nodded to him. The teen entered and closed the door, again avoiding any noise. Unnoticed from the cunt licking hunk, who did his best to satisfy Carol cheering him on by loud moans and groans, Taylor set up the camcorder.

He quickly undressed. In one hand was one of the pink pills, used by the horse breeders at the Lanson's ranch to keep their stallions going. The German shepherd trained to detect drugs had not noticed the little soft pill, just as Taylor had hoped. In the other hand he held a tube of K-Y jelly.

Slowly he crawled between the wide-spread brawny thighs. The bed did hardly move under the light weight of the scrawny teenager.

Ben felt Carol swallowing his dick. This whore is an expert he thought, while the tongue was butter-flying his sensitive cock-head. Soon he would have to cum. He drew up his knees, spreading his thighs even wider, to give Carol full access to his cock and balls.

Ben felt his melon-shaped buttocks spread apart. Fingers were rubbing through the sweaty cleft and he was anticipating a rimjob. Instead something soft was pushed deep inside his rectum. He stopped licking.

"What are you doin'?" he asked muffled by Carol's cunt, while he felt his insides heating up. A never experienced highly stimulating sensation took possession of him, making it hard to think.

While the officer was still struggling to understand what was happening, Taylor fed the nozzle of the K-Y tube into Ben's quivering sphincter, and pressed a good load of goo inside the Marine's ass.

When the cool fluid soothed the burning sensations inside his guts Ben realized something was wrong.

"What the fuck!" he shouted. Carol jumped quickly from the bed.

The Officer watched in shock the teenager kneeling between his legs and pumping his dick. He came amazingly fast out his erotic stupor, but not fast enough. Ben's muscles strained when Taylor lifted his legs and pushed them against his chest. Taylor drove his teen cock between the Marine's smooth butt cheeks and pushed his dickhead against the puckered pink hole. The well-primed and slippery sphincter was unable to offer any resistance and Taylor's dick conquered Captain O'Rourke's virgin back entrance with his first thrust.

***

Joey sat down on the frame of the bunk bed and kicked off his boots. In no time he had stripped his jeans as well. He was about to turn back to top the Corporal, when he felt two strong hands on his shoulders.

"That was a nasty move baby," he heard Dwight's dark voice in his ear. He was firmly kept in place while Dwight started to nibble his earlobes. Joey gave in to the sensation and slumped with his back against the soldier's broad chest. Dwight lapped Joey's neck and throat. His strong hands massaged the cowboys rounded pectorals and caressed the smooth body.

Joey was dragged into a state of sheer erotic delirium and when Dwight started to jack the drooling boner, Joey offered no resistance when he was pulled back on top of the hard muscled Marine body. Dwight continued licking Joey's earlobes and applied soft strokes to the twitching dick, just enough to keep the Cowboy hard without driving him over the edge. At the same time he positioned himself under the hunky young ranch hand. When Dwight's brawny arms locked behind Joey's neck trapping the surprised Cowboy in a full nelson it was too late.

"And now you're going to tell me what ya' are up to," Dwight applied pressure. Joey arched his back desperately trying to break free, only to find Dwight's dickhead slipping between his butt cheeks and pushing against his sphincter.

"No you bastard!" Joey howled in panic. By no means would he be able to take Dwight's monster cock up his ass.

"Let me go, I don't know what you are talking about, oh no please don't do that", despite Joey's pleas Dwight drilled his rock-hard pole upwards, deeper and deeper.

"Come Baby, take it," Dwight grunted. A final thrust while Joey's screams where muffled by his strong hand and his shaft impaled the wincing Cowboy. The blonde Marine started to hump his prey and soon, getting more then he had bargained for, Joey's whimpering turned into moans of pleasure.

"What... are... you... up... to?" Dwight panted.

"Uhh... oh yeah. No-th-ing I .. I dunno," Joey groaned.

"You'll .. tell... me... baby," Dwight hollered while he increased his humping." I'll fuck .. it outta ya, ohh .. uhh.."

The two heavily sweating men were panting and moaning and finally Joey came without his dick being touched.

" Aaaaaaaaarghh....aahhhh... !!!" A long white squirt of hot cum was shooting high in the air and splashed down on his belly. Then he felt Dwight's body
convulse under him.

"Uuuuuuhhh... uhhhhh... uuurghh! Shit!" a hot load of Corporal cum filled Joey's guts. In rising horror he sensed that Dwight had not gone soft.

"Thought it is over, huh?" he heard Dwight's voice. "Wrong Baby, I am not through with you," and Dwight started to thrust again.

Joey came another two times and so did Dwight. The ranch hand's stamina was gone by then. He begged Dwight to stop and the Marine stopped -- only to put the exhausted cowboy on his back in order to plow him now in missionary position. Dwight primed him with another load of his cum. The soldier's sex drive was unbelievable and then Joey couldn't take it any longer. The agony of lust proved to be too much. Dwight held him in a seemingly endless delirious climax and Joey started to spill his guts; telling the Corporal the whole story of Taylor and their gang and the plan to take the MP Captain.

The ranch-hand was in a semi-conscious state when Dwight came for a final time and his dick slipped with a plop from the stretched ass hole.

***

"I finish you, you fucking piece of shit!" The furious MP Captain wanted to lunge at Taylor, when the teencock hit a highly sensitive spot inside of him. All the fight was taken out of him in an instant as he felt the control
over his powerful body slipping away.

"Ohh noooo..." Ben moaned in an overwhelming agony of lust.

"Oh yes Baby!" Taylor was now leaning into the shaking man with all the weight his body could muster pushing his cock as deep inside as it would go.

"Cum for me Baby, give me your stud juice!" Taylor laughed.

"No way, you fuckin' nerd can make me cummmmm, uuhhh ..uuhh," Ben's face contorted while he was desperately fighting his embarrassing arousal. Taylor's fist slippery from K-Y jelly and Marine sweat was working up and down Ben's rod. The double sensation of both being fucked and being jacked drove the helpless man into a state of most sexual intensity, where only primal instinct ruled.

"Fuck!" Ben's muscled body was sweating all over and burned from both lust and humiliation. He hated the teen for what he was doing to him and at the same time he wanted it to go on for ever.

"You want it Pussyboy, isn't it?" he heard Taylor's voice.

"Nno, yes. Shit! Yeah, fuck me!" he hollered, "fuck me harder! Give it to me!"

"Yes, Sir!" Taylor increased the speed of his fucking he knew he had the man exactly where he wanted him.

Uncontrollable horny, Ben tossed his head back and forth in sheer ecstasy and then he came. Taylor couldn't keep the strong thighs pressed against the soldier's chest. The writhing muscle hunk stretched his legs and spread them wide in reflex, trying to grind his ass as much as possible against Taylor's loins in order to take as much dick as possible.

"Nnghhh... Uuuhhhh... Fuck! Aaahrghhhhhh! Huh! Huh! Huuuuh!" Ben's eyes glazed as Taylor was milking his macho seed from his throbbing man-tool. Never before did the hunk experienced a climax like that and never before did he cum in such huge quantities. Still impaling the howling Marine, Taylor squeezed the churning balls and pumped the gism through the pulsing shaft. Ben's strong back arched high while his nuts were emptied and all was kept on camera.

Taylor felt the Marine dick shrinking in his fist. He had drained the macho. Knowing how sensitive the cock was he continued his strokes making Ben wail and beg him to stop. The sensation of being once again in charge over a stronger straight male pushed him as well towards the edge. He accelerated his humping again and prepared to seal his victory by priming the gelded stallion with his own teen cum.

Taylor felt his balls tingle and contract around the base of his cock. His head fell back when he thrust his hips forward ramming his rod again and again deep inside the sobbing man, who was totally submissive by now. Then he felt embraced by some powerful arms. Before he had a chance to realize what was going on a strong hand closed over his mouth and nose and he recognized in terror the smell of coke. The white powder went all over his sweaty face, burning in his eyes and penetrating his nostrils.

"Nnoooo! Oooh, uuhm... uuh .. uh-hh!" he huffed and coughed while he inhaled the drug he was selling so successfully.

He was pulled back and his dick flopped out of Ben's ass. When he was tossed on the bed aside of the still dazed Officer Taylor was already caught in the effects of the drug.

"You ok Sir?" Dwight asked the Captain who came slowly back to his senses.

"Yeah, I think so," Ben muttered. Dwight tied Taylor's hands behind his back with a dog leash and with a devilish grin he put a collar around the teen's neck.

Dwight was wearing again his combat boots, camos and his tank top, putting his tattoo and his muscles on display. A number of guards were in the room and Ben saw that Carol, Hank and Kyle were already cuffed. There was as well the cowboy; meekly buck-naked with a dog-collar around his neck, his hands in cuffs.

The Corporal ordered the guards to take Carol and Joey outside. Then he closed the door and removed the cuffs from Hank and Kyle.

"Sir, there is a score to settle," Dwight said with a smile," these two are actually goofs rather then crooks. They should be given the chance to redeem themselves."

"You have something in mind, Corporal?" Ben asked already suspecting what Dwight was up to. Dwight was openly gay but straight acting and as such he was respected at the base. After Joey had confessed what they were planning, the Corporal had acted swiftly. He had called in the guards and, as he felt it somehow appropriate, with a pack of confiscated coke he had given Taylor a piece of his own medicine.

"Yes Sir, indeed Sir!" Dwight replied to his Captain. He unzipped his camos and produced his seemingly always hard dick.

"Before we hand the gang over to the authorities, Marine Corps honor needs to be restored," Dwight kneeled behind Taylor and forced him onto his knees. Hank was already at his side and offered his pierced boner. Taylor coughed when the mighty shaft was force-fed down his throat. He winced when Dwight entered him from behind, but was quickly silenced when Hank held his head firmly in place.

Hyper sensitized by the drug, Taylor experienced the first gang bang of his life as a bottom. Dwight fucked him until the teen shot his load on the mattress. Then it was upon Kyle to restore the family hierarchy and he did not stop until Taylor submitted begged his brother to forgive him. Ben remaining as straight as he was just watched without interfering as Hank taught the teen a fuck lesson he would never forget in his life.

It was the Hank as well, who convinced Ben to drop all charges if any. This was quite an accomplishment given Ben's uncompromising attitude when it came to enforcing discipline and order. Nevertheless Hank had a point suggesting that Carol deserved a chance for redemption and that this could be fun.

Dwight somehow liked Joey and agreed to break the bronco for good and Kyle -- for the sake of his unsuspecting parents -- felt it better to take the education of his teen brother in his own hands assisted by Hank whenever it would be necessary.

THE END

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