Plot: For this fictional story, Jensen Ackles is not an actor, he is in the army, he is a veteran that happens to have rich parents and he gets transferred to Erik’s unit.
Erik has the responsibility of making Mr. Ackles comfortable, but how far would his superiors have him go to get those donation money for Jensen’s rich father?
This is a fictional story, nothing is real, and some stuff might seem stupid because I have no knowledge of Army procedures…I hope you will spank to it.
“Richardson, you are in charge of Mr. Ackles, whatever he needs get it to him” my commander said to me. When I was enlisted in the army the last thing I expected was to babysit someone, especially someone who’s a soldier like me.
“Yes sir!” I replied, I would have to swallow my pride and do as Mr. Ackles wanted. I already knew how this was going to go. He would ask some food or some drink and I would have to go and get it for him.
The next day Jensen Ackles arrived, it was surreal watching men higher in rank than him, acting all like he was some kind of God. Well he did have the looks of one.
He had dirty blonde to brown hair, of course they were cut in a modern yet appropriate for the army haircut. He had green eyes and he was in general a very handsome man. Not that I cared.
“Mr. Ackles” my commander announced standing in front of me with Jensen “this is Richardson, he is your guy, ask whatever you need and he will bring it to you, isn’t that right Richardson?” My commander asked with a hint of a threat in his voice.
“Yes sir! Glad to meet you Mr. Ackles” I said and saluted him.
“Both of you call me Jensen ok? I’m not different than you” Jensen said
“Call me Richardson, not that I don’t consider you a friend but everyone here calls me by that” I said and laughed.
“Would you bring a beer Richardson?” Jensen asked, I noticed the order he gave me, it wasn’t a request, it was an order.
“Yes sir!” I said and smiled, I was so furious, he was already using me as if I was his servant. I grabbed a beer and brought it to him.
“There you are sir” I said and provided the beer.
“Ah no, that’s not the brand I’m drinking, I want a Kaiser” he said and returned the beer to me. He was so fucking rude. I would reply but my commander looked at me and nodded that I should go and change the beer.
I did, this time I just gave him his beer, he took it and as he drank he looked at me mockingly. That bastard loved me being his errand boy. I knew his type. He was the type to torture new enlisted soldiers or haze them and then laugh about it.
The first few days were what I expected, Jensen asking and me delivering.
We were alone, and he was bored. I was trying to put the files in the cabinet in some order. I was bored too so I thought to spend my time doing that. I was bend over when I felt his hand down my ass, my pants were kinda low because I was moving stuff and that’s what some pants do.
“Smooth ass, I like it” he said behind me. I pushed him away and pulled my pants
“Hey back off you asshole” I said
“Wow is that a way to talk with a veteran?” he asked me mockingly
I pushed him and walked to the desk further from him. I felt him behind me, his breath then his hands on my ass, he was spooning me
“Get off me man!” I said softly, unsure if I wanted him to stop.
“Come on, don’t pretend that you don’t want it, others would jump through hoops to get a chance with me” he said arrogantly with his lips on my ear.
“But I’m not gay” I said most to myself
“You don’t have to be gay to enjoy another man’s touch” Jensen growled in my ear.
I pushed him again and left the office. Not because of him, but because I needed to clear my mind. Before his touch I never wanted a man to…well you know…fuck me.
I never looked at another man in a different way. What was wrong with me?
“Richardson, aren’t you in duty?” I heard someone say. It was my commander.
“Yes sir!” I said and saluted him formally.
“Then why aren’t you in the office?” he asked me.
“I needed some air sir!” I replied
“Is everything ok with our soldier of honor?” he asked me mockingly, he didn’t like acting all stupid around him either, but he had to.
“I think so” I said
“You think so? That doesn’t cut it son, don’t tell me you refused any of his orders” he asked me, that threat in his voice was apparent again.
“Yes sir, I did” I said, I decided to come clean with him
“This is a direct order, go and do as Mr.Ackles asks, if we lose this grand, this base is no more, you understand me? Many people will lose their jobs” he almost yelled
“But sir, he asked me to…” I couldn’t say it out loud it sounded so embarrassing
“To what soldier?” my commander inquired.
“He wanted to fornicate with me sir” I said and it sounded way more ridiculous than “to fuck me” but it was too late to take it back now.
“So?” my commander surprised me, I thought he would step up and kick Ackles’s ass
“I’m not gay sir, I don’t want to do that” I explained
“You’re a soldier, you’re not here to do what you want, but to do what you have to, go in there, lock the door and let the man have his way with you, hundreds people’s jobs depend on you, am I clear?” he said. I was dumbfounded. My own commander was willing to use me as a…slut for some rich boy soldier for money?
“I didn’t get your answer soldier, am I clear?” he asked again
“Yes sir” I said and returned to the office that would be the place I would lose my pride taking it by a guy.
Jensen was sitting in a chair, legs on the desk, hands behind his head. He was quite handsome, but he was also an asshole.
“Oh look, my boy returned” he said smiling. I locked the door behind, he got the innuendo and smiled even wider now.
“You changed your mind? You wanna ride this horse?” he said
“Please stop! Don’t… Don’t say such things, I already feel like shit” I said.
“Ok, I will be romantic with you” he said “Let’s light a candle to make this more romantic what do you say?” he asked me. I was ready to say “We don’t have any candles around here” when he freed his dick that was standing upright, uncut,with veins and quite measurable, not pornstar size but in normal size he was big.
I was starring at it for a moment. “I think this candle will do, it’s already lit” he said, he was proud for his dick, he liked that I was looking at it like that.
“Come closer, it doesn’t bite” he said, I followed his instructions, I sat next to him in a chair.
He had his hand over my shoulders, and he was looking at me with amusement
“I haven’t done this before Jensen” I said softly
“It’s nothing, I think you will like it” he said, that made me feel like shit, so he thought I was gay after all?
“I don’t think I like dicks Jensen” I said and he looked at me confused. His dick still standing upright and proud.
“I don’t understand if you don’t like dicks then why are you next to me now?” he asked. I couldn’t say that my commander wanted me to do it for the grant so I improvised.
“I don’t like dicks, but I like yours for some reason” I said, it worked, his smile returned
“Show him some appreciation then, he is all pumped up for you”
“Ok let me get ready first” I said and I stood up. He stood up too and he stood as a soldier, hands behind his back, chest proud, and his dick standing at attention.
“Come on soldier, get on your knees to receive your medal” he told me. If I say I didn’t felt kinda turned on with him, I would be lying.
I got on my knees in front of him, his dick was in my face, I admired his trimmed pubes. I opened my mouth and took Jensen in, I tried to not think what I had in my mouth, but it was hard, the cock taste was too strong to ignore. As if that wasn’t hard enough, Jensen pulled and pushed me by my hair and I had no control over the whole blowjob. I was just kneeling there, providing my mouth for him fuck. I had ,y eyes straight ahead, I was looking at his dick and camo pants. I felt every little vein on that dick as it went through my lips.
“I love your mouth you fucking bitch” he groaned. I felt like a piece of shit. What the fuck was I doing? I was sucking off some dude?
“For someone who haven’t done this before you sure now how to suck a dick soldier” he told me. I was just zoned out, I was sucking his dick, and used my tongue around it while it was in my mouth. I felt it expand with every movement. If he was about to fuck me with that dick, I would be ruined as a man, that was for sure. A blowjob maybe you can call it experimentation and move on, but being plowed by such cock, would be manhood suicide. The weird thing was I felt scared and kinda excited to do it.
“Hey look at me, I want you to look at me when you suck my tomahawk missile” Jensen said. More army slang. I looked up at him, I saw an arrogant man smiling down at me, he loved that he was doing this to me. I lowered my eyes again.
“Hey, eyes up here boy” he said, I looked up again, he had his hand behind his back now, in a formal stance and he was letting me do the job. That was the worst because I had to do stuff, it was easier to just take it, now I had to do stuff.
“No hands” he said as I tried to grab his dick, I placed my hands behind my back too, and started sucking his dick like that, he moved so he could brush his cock all over my face. I smiled pretending I liked it, but I felt like such a disgrace. I had been in war, I returned (miraculously) without any injury, I fought terrorists, and now here I was sucking some guy’s cock for money. He slapped me with his cock many times and I was smiling pretending I loved it. He was beyond hard, I knew he would ask me to take it in the ass and he did.
“Stand up, drop your pants and bend over the desk, and hold on tight” he said, making me more nervous than before.
I dropped my pants, and I put myself in the compromised position of being bend over a desk. I would prefer to walk night, in a field were an enemy sniper might be lurking than to be bend over, with my ass exposed and a horny soldier right behind me.
“Damn, I have no condoms, but what the hell, it’s not like you’re gonna get pregnant” he said mocking me.
“Do you at least have something to lubricate” I asked. He laughed so loud that I felt like asked the stupidest question.
“Of course I do” he said, at least I wouldn’t have to hurt much
“My spit” he then said. Now I was screwed.
“Dude this will ruin me, I don’t want to do it” I said feeling really scared now
“Bend over the desk, it doesn’t hurt that much, lubricants are for tight women asses, you don’t seem to need any, you have a normal butt” Jensen said “I love that you are so smooth, are you sure you aren’t gay?” he asked me
“I’m not, I just like to shave my parts” I said
“Ok then” he said, I heard him spit on his hand and then I felt his finger in my butthole, he was gentle at first, he was pushing and pulling his finger inside my butthole and it was awkward yet nice. I even felt turned on. He pulled his finger out and I felt something hotter and bigger in my hole. It was pleasant at first and then as it went deeper I felt awkward and then in pain. He had put his dick inside me. I held the desk, gasping. For some reason I didn’t want to scream or even cry, but I was ready to. He was pushing more of his dick in and it seemed endless to me, the pain, the stretch, the friction. I had my legs spread apart and I instinctively pushed my butt together, which was stupid, if you think about it, I was creating more friction that way. He stopped as he reached his top depth with his cock. He caressed my back and my waist as he waited there. I gasped, the pain was too strong now. I felt every movement of his dick inside me. It expanded and contracted like a living being, like a snake maybe.
“How do you feel?” he asked me as he leaned on my back.
“I feel…I can’t take it” I said honestly
“Not my problem soldier” he said making small repeated thrusts.
“Aaaaaah! Stop!” I cried out, I couldn’t shut up anymore, this was a torture. I was on a desk pinned down by a soldier fucking my ass and I was trying to what!? Keep my pride. What pride?
“Yeah cry soldier, this is the army life, sometimes you have to take it in the ass” Jensen said and started pounding me. His belt clanged in the beat of our fucking.
I gasped and gasped letting small cries here and there, my ass was ruined.
“You do this for those people, to not get unemployed, this is not gay, it’s a mission” I kept saying to myself, to reduce this torture in my mind.
Jensen Ackles wasn’t a gentle lover, he was a fucker and I felt it first hand. He was slamming me against the desk as he was thrusting his dick in my ass. He had my head pinned down on the desk and he was mounting me like a real stud. That’s how real men subdue bitchy boys like me. I was never gay but I was never a manly man either, now I knew my place. I was a bitch, he was a man, a stud. I heard him gasp and
panting behind me. He placed something in front of my face, as I was pinned down, I was looking directly at it. It was a medal, his medal.
“Your eyes on it soldier, so you know who fucks you right now” he said proudly holding my head down and pushing his waist relentlessly. I was crying without realizing it, tears were running down my cheeks.
“Yeah baby, God Bless America” he was yelling behind me
I noticed something on the window outside of the office. My commander was standing there, looking directly at me with a hint of a smile on his face.
He was watching me getting fucked and he was smiling and he even seemed a bit aroused. I cried even more, I got fooled and used by my commander to do something that wasn’t my duty.
Jensen was ready to cum, he pulled me and made me kneel as he was jerking off his dick, my ass felt sore, as if something was missing.
“Please don’t do this, don’t cum on my…” I started explaining but then I got shot by sperm, again and again, and again, my face was covered in white creamy sperm.
I wiped most of it away with on my jacket with my hand.
“Boy that was so hot” Jensen was saying as he was closing his zipper.
I stood up, I felt different, my ass felt different. I knew it would feel sore but I felt as if I had a huge hole now. I pulled my pants up and went to clean myself just before I exited the office Jensen stopped me.
“Hey, I know you did this for the grant my father gives” he said surprising me
“Then why did you do this?” I asked, if he knew I wasn’t into it, then why did he force me.
“Because I liked watching you cry” he said cynically. I didn’t say anything.
“The grant already goes to another base, but at least you emptied my balls”
“You’re a fucking bastard” I said as I was running toward a bathroom. I felt dirty and used. My commander stopped me.
“Hey soldier, clean yourself” he said pointing to a place in my hair were probably Jensen’s cum was.
“I was planning sir, I’m looking for a bathroom” I said
“Don’t got yet, lets have a drink in my office” he said
“What!?” I asked
“I want to take you too Richardson, come on you took it from Ackles, I’m sure you won’t mind getting a bit of my sausage too”
If he wasn’t my commander I would have kicked his balls.
“Sir with all due respect I decline” I said
“Really? Ok I’m about to post a nice DVD to your folks then, it’s a new movie called “Richardson taking it like a bitch” I’m sure they will love it” he said, he was blackmailing me.
“It hurts sir, please at least not now” I asked, I tried to avoid him the nice way.
“Oh come on, it hurts? What are you a sissy? I’m waiting in my office” he said and left me there.
It was five in the morning and I was in my commander’s smelly from sweat bed and him fucking my ass, he didn’t have Jensen’s dick but he had a thick one.
I resigned from the army and never told anyone why. Or that I secretly like to fuck with men.