It might be surprising to know that the defense forces, in every country, are full of very horny people, both men and women. What might be even more surprising is that many of them are also bisexual. The Australian Army is no different.
Chapter 1
In the mid-nineties, the platoon Sergeant-Major Tony, Staff Sergeant Jan, and myself as the platoon Operations Corporal, attended Holdsworthy Barracks for the annual training conference. After getting settled into the barracks, I meet Tony in front of the Sergeants’ Mess, from there he shows me where all the key locations are, and how to get to his room via the fire exit. After that, we head off to the training conference.
At the conference, we meet up with Sergeant-Major Andrew and his Operations Corporal Paul. Andrew I know from his time in Hobart, but I've never met Paul before today. He looks like a kid in uniform, with a slight petite build, blonde hair, and a pale complexion.
The conference for me is mostly note-taking, along with collecting new books and pamphlets, as the Sergeant-Majors discuss the training plans for the next twelve months. All very boring yet, I can feel eyes boring into the side of my head. I turn to Tony and let him know I have noticed Andrew staring and smiling strangely at me from time to time.
During the lunch break, Andrew asks Tony if he can borrow me to give him a hand with some heavy lifting, Tony agrees and briefs me on where his room is located. Andrew had spent three years posted as my sergeant-major back home, he had left around 2 years ago, that's when Tony took over the posting. Andrew was well built and even in a baggy uniform you could tell he we well hung, but his abrupt nature and extremely 'blokey' mannerisms, had never indicated to me he was interested.
At the time I was interested in him, especially when he would swagger into the open showers, with a towel over his shoulder instead of around his waist, he obviously got off on displaying his ample goods. The fact that he always showered with the lower ranks instead of in private as his rank allowed him, should have been a dead give away.
I knock on his door, Andrew answers and drags me into his room closing and locking the door behind me.
'How did my gaydar miss you when I was stationed in the south?' he says. Not waiting for an answer, 'You may have got away from me then, but you will not get away this week!’
He pushes me hard up against the door and kisses me deeply. There is nothing gentle about his approach, Tony had warned me that when he wants something he takes it. His tongue is long and hard, he pushes it deep into my mouth as his left-hand slides the zipper on my fly down, his hand quickly finds a semi-hard cock as he kisses up the side of my face to my ear.
Then he growls into my ear, 'Now we are going to fuck!'
I nod faintly and enjoy the sensation as he unbuckles my belt, letting my trousers drop to the floor, and while still kissing me, his hand roughly manipulates my cock and balls, they are loving the rough treatment.
Again, he places his lips over my ear, ‘Your cock tells me that you want to be fucked and be fucked now!'
I reply shakily, 'Please Sir, be gentle, I have only been fucked a few times and not for a long time.'
'Then it's time to do it again corporal,' without waiting, he pushes forward, his swollen cock head meets my hole with force. He dives straight in, the pain is intense as his bulbous cock head pushes past my sphincter. Then suddenly, he is all the way inside me, he has me pinned down and there is nothing I can do. There is no subtlety, no allowing for me to stretch and get used to the size of the cock invading me, no gentleness, and certainly no love; this is pure sexual dominance. He starts to thrust and I eventually relax into it.