Being in charge of an Army training cadre has it perks. As a company commander, I could pretty much get anything I wanted. The most rewarding aspect, was seeing individuals working together, to form a team and accomplishing things as a group, things they could never accomplish as an individual.

Getting through basic training is no easy task. Drill instructors are taught to break a person down, and then to rebuild them they way the Army wants them to be. This is no easy task and my task, as a company commander, was to insure the goal of teamwork was realized at every opportunity.

Call me an opportunist if you want, but my job was to prepare soldiers for combat. In order to be successful, every solder has to have the other soldier’s back. Sometimes this requires a bit of selfless sacrifice.

“Self-less sacrifice for the good of the team” was our company motto.

Recruits Lisa Lovejoy and Jenna Thompson, were perfect recruits, except like every recruit, they had basic human needs that often clashed with their training objectives. After these two “Privates” were caught sleeping in the same bunk, I had to issue appropriate punishments to each. The Army has a “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell" policy, and I made sure that I followed that policy explicitly.

I had both recruits in my office, standing at "attention". They both knew their fate rested with me. I could have them discharged from the Army, or I could give them an administrative punishment. I opted for the admin route, because I saw a good future for both ladies in the Army.

Both recruits had been trained to follow the lawful orders of those appointed over them. As the company commander, I had the ability to order each of them to do anything and everything, within reason and within the law. I could not coerce, intimidate or imply they should do anything that would violate military law or codes of conduct established by the military. I also had the power to discipline them if they did something wrong. I had to use my powers judiciously and prudently.

As each recruit stood at attention in my office, shortly after our Saturday morning PT run, I asked them if they had learned a lesson regarding standards of conduct and what was expected of them as recruits.

“Sir! Yes Sir!” they responded in unison.

The rest of their platoon had the day off, but both Private Thompson and Private Lovejoy were still on barracks restrictions, which meant they couldn’t leave the barracks. Private Thomson smiled as I approached where they stood, waiting for me.

“Is there something funny?” I asked.

“Sir, no sir,” she responded.

“So why the silly grin?” I inquired.

“Sir, I don’t know, sir,” she responded.

Both recruits had wet spots under the arm pits of their army green t-shirts, having just completed a two-mile run.

“You ladies need to hit the showers,” I remarked. Private Lovejoy did an 'about face'.

“Where do you think you’re going, Private?” I asked.

“To the showers, sir,” she replied.

“I have a private shower,” I replied. “I’d like for the two of you to use it.”

Private Lovejoy performed a second 'about face' movement - her boot heels popping as she turned around.

She looked at her fellow recruit.

“Now I know why you were smiling,” Private Lovejoy remarked.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Private Thompson responded.

“I’m sure, you don’t,” Private Lovejoy responded.

Private Thompson walked toward the doors that lead to my attached quarters and my private shower, without saying a word. I looked at Private Lovejoy.

“Are you in?” I asked.

I could see her thinking. I stood up and peeled off my sweat-soaked t-shirt.

“It’s your call,” I replied, turning and following Private Thompson into my living quarters. I intentionally left the door open.

I stripped naked and stepped into my shower. Private Thompson was already naked and in the shower. As I entered the shower stall, she slipped her arms around my waist and her tongue down my throat. Almost immediately, she was met with an instant reaction from my loins.

A few second later, Private Lovejoy stepped into the shower. I took a step back and smiled.

Private Thompson reached over and took her army buddy's hand, She slipped her arm around Private Lovejoy’s waist. Their kisses were slow and erotic. I watched as the water cascaded off their perfectly chiseled bodies. As they kissed, Private Lovejoy took my rock hard cock in her hand and squeezed it.

Both ladies dropped to their knees and took turns sucking and playing with my cock. As Private Lovejoy squeezed my balls, a rope of white cum shot out of my cock, hitting Private Thompson in the face. Private Lovejoy quickly stuck my cock into her mouth, capturing the remaining streams of cum shooting from my cock. She licked her lips and proceeded to kiss her shower mate, exchanging, I am sure, both saliva and sperm.

I took each girl by the hand and lead them to my bed. I watched as they pleasured each other, exploring the depths of each other’s vagina and driving one another into hysterics. I self-pleasured myself back to an erection and Lovejoy wasted no time in mounting a full on assault. I spun her around and entered her from behind.

“Oh...fuck...yeah!” she remarked, my cock buried deep in her steaming hot pussy. I pounded my pelvis against her sweet ass. At the same time, she conducted a closeup oral inspection of Thompson’s pussy. Once again, I crossed that threshold of no return. I unloaded into Private Lovejoy's steaming hot pussy without warning. Her pussy clamped down on my rod. I pushed against her ass, as hard as I could. White cum spewed out of her pussy and down her inner thigh.

“Ohhhh...fuck yeah! Fuck! FUCK!” Private Lovejoy extolled, as I pumped everything I had into her.

At about the same time, Private Thompson moaned deeply, her entire body quivering. She too had reached a point of no return. She let out a string of curse words that would have made any sailor blush,

“Goddamn, bitch, motherfucker, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!” she cried.

All three of us collapsed on the bed.

I was spent. I lay on my back, looking at the ceiling. I looked at the two young naked Army recruits laying beside me.

“Teamwork!” I remarked.

In unison, they replied, “Sir! Yes sir!”