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I'm the nastiest bastard you'll
ever meet and scare the shit out of the new recruits. They soon learn
though and will do anything I say by the end of their training - Christ
have I fucked some grunt ass this year!! - Touch your toes Private!!
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Talk about make a man of you. Jesus,
I thought I could handle everything the Drill Instructor could throw at
me, but have you seen the size of his dick? Shit, when he says bend over
soldier, make sure you've got something to hang onto - ruthless bastard
will nail you to the wall if he can.
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I enlisted because I wanted some
action in my life. See the worlds best battlefields up close, wave my
weapon about at the enemy, march up and down roads singing with my grunt
buddies etc. The only action I've seen is from the DI's dick inmy tight
ass - he's a fucking monster
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The first thing I heard when I got
to camp was "I'm goin to whoop your ass, you buttbag fucksticks".
I didn't know that was meant literally. We use to dread the words "Drop
those pants soldier". The DI use to beat us with anything he could
get his hands on - yeh right across the ass. He once beat me with his
rock hard dick - the bruises took weeks to disappear.
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I thought it a bit strange when
we had to go for individual medicals with the Drill Instructor. He made
us strip off completely and to make us feel at ease he did the same. He
checked out my ass and told me to test my grip by getting hold of his
dick and "Squeeze it, soldier; take it like a man". Fuck, I
made his eyes bulge I can tell you.
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I shouldn't be here. I should be
at home with my mom. I only did this to stop guys calling me a wuss and
a faggot. I wanted to show them I was tough - most of the men here hate
me. The DI is really nice though, he calls me his little assbaby and says
he will make me his very own cum dumpster if I'm very good. I better go
and make sure that my weapon is clean and greased.
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