The Army Recruits
By: HalfInchHigh and Pi-Zero in Roleplay

Army Recruits - Roleplay by PiZero and Half_inch_high (Shrunken & Full-size oral, dick and anal vore)

Jack had read in a well known and rather high brow journal that the army wanted to recruit a number of 'special' soldiers. Only a certain type would be permitted, high IQ, strong, confident, no family ties, in fact no family at all was preferable. Up 'til now, he'd never had the slightest interest in the army, and only because he fancied the IQ or intellectual challenge was he tempted. He also showed some of his buddies the ad; he'd been a popular guy at college, his brains had often succeeded where the big strong guys' brute force hadn't, and he'd been useful as a fuck-buddy too, so there were many friends to be excited by his sudden enthusiasm, and his challenge.

They all entered the recruitment office, and all took a variety of tests. Of course Jack being a mere 5'6" slightly built lad wasn't that tough, but his IQ was by far the highest the recruiting officers had ever seen, and Jack's best buddy was by far the strongest they'd yet had, but then he was muscled, tall, fit and as confident and assertive as Jack was slightly shy and inward.

The army officers had no doubt that these two in particular were 'special' and their array of friends, buddies and retainers were something else. It seemed to the army guys that here was a whole group who needed to be 'taken on'. That afternoon all the guys were duly sworn in, and admitted to their new life with the words,'You are now the property of the US army'. Jack smiled at his closest buddy, and savoured the thought that he might actually enjoy climbing the ranks and being in charge.....his buddy had similar thoughts, but was already noticing that one or two of the officers present were intimidated and in awe of his physique. He licked his lips, and felt something stir in his loins.......he smiled at Jack, a guy he'd pounded often, but also whom he had a lot of respect for, Jack was very much the brains, though ruthless nonetheless.......could they really 'go far' together?

Ry licked his lips looking around the room. This was going to be fucking AWESOME. He could already see that, though he was a "grunt" and "underling" he was headed for power here, and it might not just be over the other grunts. He grinned, this was going to be fun. He felt a twitch in his groin, a halfhard forming behind his cargos. He liked power. He would take anything that they could dish out. He was no slouch in the brain department, but anything he couldn't handle, Little Jack would. That meant he had to get Jack through too, of course, but that wouldn't be a problem...

Jack was a little intimidated by now, for most of his youth he'd been surrounded by guys bigger than him, usually testosterone fuelled, but this was quite alarming.....

He looked at Ry, was there a hint of affection, or was Ry sizing him up? Jack wasn't sure. Neither was he sure what he'd let himself in for. He realised that he wasn't that physical, but his mind was way out there, miles ahead of anyone, which was what allowed Jack his fragment of self esteem and confidence, and always gave him an edge.

Ry on the other hand although bright, had size, sheer physical presence on his side, and many times Ry had just overwhelmed Jack and mercilessly fucked him, which Jack loved. All of the other guys had fucked Jack but all knew how possessive Ry could be; and when a drill officer nudged Jack, then poked his rib-cage, Ry felt a huge urge to knock the soldier over.....when Jack unexpectedly giggled, all were taken aback....

Jack was playing psychology with the soldier, he'd taken pain in many forms, so a poke to him was like a tickle, the soldier turned crimson and screamed out at Jack, who deftly moved his ear closer and simply said 'What? I can't hear that well, you'll have to speak up old chap!'

Ry couldn't help but smile, and immediately felt a kick to the back of his knee, flooring him. Jack glanced across, a massive squaddie had kicked Ry, whose angry face spoke volumes. Jack distracted the towering soldier standing over Ry by uttering some scientific jargon.

All at once it went quiet, only Jack's rambling went on....the drill sergeant entered the room. With a fixed glare at Jack, he then cast his gaze across the company. Jack being his usual self, continued to speak. The drill sergeant stepped closer, and hissed out, 'If you don't shut the fuck up, I'll stuff your face up my ass, where my shit will stick in your throat and stop you speaking forever!'

Jack grinned, 'Shit's ok, it's the shit making the shit I'd have problems with, if you catch my drift, SIR!'

The drill sergeant momentarily smiled, 'Hmmm, maybe a little fuck like you would be better for breakfast where I could turn you into my shit instead!' a nod of acknowledgement came, 'I generally don't like back chat, but I do admire balls!'

Looking at Ry, still prostate on the floor, 'And you, grovelling piece of fucking filth, lick my fucking boot!'

Ry wasn't keen, but had to perform, he now knew that the power he could attain would eventually mean a painful and agonising time for this brute. The boot was withdrawn and Ry was ordered to stand. He resentfully glared at the drill sarge, who issued his first statement.

'Now listen up, you fucking miserable bunch of women! You're here to pass strict, tough and fucking mean nasty tests! GOT THAT?? You're not here to do what soldiers usually do, you've gotta hurt each other, kill each other of necessary, and it won't always be brute force you'll need, you'll need to work as a team, and as individuals. As far as I can tell, there are some who might survive, some who show talent, but some will be eaten up along the way'

Here several soldiers grinned broadly. Jack and Ry noticed this sudden shift in mood, and glanced at each other. They'd heard rumours about military schemes where the enemy was diminished and never heard of again, but they'd always thought it folly. The way that the drill sarge had been speaking seemed to indicate that all was not as it seemed.

Not long after, all were shown to a variety of dormitories, some sharing up to six guys, some with just two beds. Ry and Jack were placed together, on their own. Jack quickly realised that this had been planned by the army guys, with good reason, and knew quickly too, that Ry needed some form of satisfaction and relief. As Ry grabbed Jack, he whispered, 'Don't worry, I'll make sure you make it, if you make sure I do; now just keep still!' and with that, Jack was hoisted against the wall.......

Ry grunted as he stuffed his large manhood into Jack's rear, pinning him to the wall. He grunted, "Fucking bastards, think they're gonna break me that easy do they?" He fucked Jack with a newfound fury, taking out his aggression on his smaller buddy, because where else would it go... for now?

Ry had seen the look in the Drill Sergeant’s eyes when he came in the room. It had all been a test. He had tested Jack to see if he would stand up for himself, and him... to see if he could bury his dominance if he chose to. So he chose to. And he knew the Sergeant knew it. That didn't take out his fury that he'd had

to do it in the first place.

At least they hadn't been stupid enough to separate him from Jack. With no one to take out his sexual urges on and no one to talk to boot, there would have been fireworks, and there's no telling what he might have done.

And then there was the soldier who had kicked him in the knees in the first place. Oh a special rage burned in him for THAT soldier. He would have beaten the pulp out of the guy if the situation had been any different. He still would. He'd show that fucking motherfucker who was going to be the force to be reckoned with around here. And if the guy ended up walking around bowlegged for a while and smelling like he'd been eating ass... well those were just side

benefits. Yeah, he'd show that guy...

A burning tingle grew in Ry's crotch and stomach, a new determination and resolve and... something else. He slammed into Jack and exploded, cumming more than he had ever done before. Later, he slept, still buried in Jack's ass, clutching the smaller man like a teddy bear.

Jack felt the full force of Ry's anger, he knew it would come, and he enjoyed the hard fuck that followed, Ry was mad, almost foaming.

Jack knew what the drill sarge had done, and knew too that putting Ry in the same room was their one compromise. Jacks extreme intelligence had worked out that only he and Ry were the two they 'really' wanted to keep, and that was why they'd both been tested today.

Suddenly Jack felt Ry explode in his ass, and he felt his ass filling with cum, more cum than he'd ever felt before, Jack chuckled a little, 'Hey Ry, that feels fucking awesome man; Ya know I'll be around for ya dude??'

Ry just folded his arms around Jack with a satisfied groan, and went to sleep, still deep in Jacks ass, holding him tight. Jack knew that even Ry needed his comforts, and lay there awake for several hours, feeling Ry inside him, feeling that mighty muscle holding him firm.

Also, he was trying to anticipate the next move from the drill sarge.

At 6am the door exploded and in stomped the drill sarge, Jack tried to leap out of bed but Ry's monster cock held him fast, the drill sarge roared with laughter, and yanked Jack free, which woke Ry. The still laughing sarge shoved his fingers inside Jacks ass, and lifted him up a little, 'Look; big Ry needed his cuddly toy last night!! Fucking idiot, did you need your 'lil friend??'

The mockery made Ry angry, but he swallowed it. The sarge then extracted his hand, turned Jack to face him and watch as sarge licked his hand clean. Jack just grinned, 'See, I told you I could be sweet....' he began, but Sarge interrupted, 'Just make sure you don't get too fuckin sweet pretty boy, or someone may eat'cha!!'

As he left the room, he laughed again, and the two guys hurriedly got dressed.

At breakfast, Sarge stomped over to one of their other friends; he'd had a bad night, and looked fucked up. His eyes were half closed, there were a few bruises on his arms and neck, Jack knew he'd been beaten up during the night.

Ry was about to go over when Jack held his arm, ' Ry, no' he whispered, 'don't get involved with this, the sarge is up to something, and I think we may be a man down shortly', Ry, aware of Jack's legendary intuition stayed still.

They waited, and Sarge spoke, 'Hey tiny pathetic spineless fucken dude! Wanna fight with me now??'

This implied that they had fought earlier. The guy shrugged and shied away, a fatal mistake.

'You fucken wasted piece of shit, you're weak, and weak don't last here. I EAT WEAK!'

And with that, the sarge grabbed the sleepy guy, and lifted him in the air, as he did so he shouted,' Hey, your sarge wants his breakfast, and breakfast he shall have!'

The sleepy guy was awake alright now, and trying to struggle, but sarge's huge hands held him tight. All eyes were fixed on them.

The regular soldiers seemed to know what was happening, they were grinning, and several were adjusting their half hard cocks beneath their bulging cargo pants. Jack made a mental note of which ones, for future opportunities.

Sarge lowered the guy’s feet toward his mouth ripping his boots off as he did so; then he licked the shouting guy's feet, and seemed to 'hook' them into his gaping mouth with his tongue. Jack saw that the gape was massive, and growing wider.

Sarge tilted his head back a little, and ripped all the clothes from the struggling man. Little by little he lowered the screaming guy into his mouth, his fiery eyes showing the determination that his meal would be dealt with. When the guy was waist deep in sarge's mouth, Sarge released his hands, and allowed gravity to take over. The guy was pleading, begging to be released, that he wasn't weak, only his shoulders and head were now showing.

Ry watched in amazement, what power, what an incredible way to dominate someone, and feed yourself. He started grinning, and soon had a boner. He held Jack, no-one noticed, and Jack watched too, though more in fear; being small meant he could be easily dispatched by all of the other guys in the room.

Sarge sucked slowly, gulping his meal, Jack noticed the bulge in sarge's neck, and another shape starting to form in his belly, and suddenly Jack could resist no more, he stepped toward the sarge and tugged the brute's pants down, Jack started sucking sarge's massive cock. The guy groaned, Ry felt a tinge of jealousy, but knew that Jack was clever, here was a new strategy.

Slowly sarge slurped his breakfast down, and began to close his gaping jaw, he looked down at Jack with a satisfied laugh,'SO, Ya fancied some breakfast too dude?' and with that Sarge came, a massive explosion of cum shot down Jack's throat, and he groaned with surprise, and kept on.

Yelps could be heard from inside sarge who only laughed, and coldly remarked,'See, I told ya all I eat weak for breakfast!' with that he slipped his cock from Jack's mouth and pulled up his pants. There was a look of acknowledgement from sarge to Jack, for Jack had shown great strength and understanding in realising sarge's needs. And also great courage in facing sarge while the big man was eating another man, Jack hadn't been fazed by it at all. Sarge was impressed and Jack knew it.

As he returned to Ry, Jack knew sarge's thoughts, his next move, and also that Ry wanted such power, and that Jack would need to guide his friend before that power put Ry in danger.

Their other friends had turned pale, and were fidgeting, trying not to look, their fear was visible, and their anxious states manifested with nervous glances. Ry was already starting to work out who he might be able to overpower, though not how he could do it. He looked as his friends hungrily and sarge of course noticed.....

In his office sarge was issuing orders, and one included Jack,'Make sure the little guy lives! No-one hurts the little guy, we need him to train and take care of the big guy, IS THAT FUCKEN CLEAR?'

All the soldiers in the room replied in the affirmative, they were all privately disappointed, as they'd all wanted to take Jack down in one form or another. Well Jack was now safe from all of them, not necessarily from his fellow 'freshers' though.

The order also let them know that Ry was going to be another new power here. That left about 18 other possibilities.....

Sarge was satisfied with his breakfast display, and could still feel the whining meal wriggling around down there. He belched, releasing more air, and knew that all this protein would be useful during the morning exercises. He'd also discovered another of Jack's talents, and realised why Ry was so protective of his charge. Yes, sarge knew that these two were very 'useful' and he'd enjoy training both in their special skills.

He also knew that this morning he'd shown them one way to swallow a guy and this afternoon he felt that maybe he'd show them all another....

Ry couldn't help but smile as he finished his ordinary meal. He wasn't afraid of the Sarge's display, not at all. He was more trained in fighting than most of the other guys might realize. Wrestling was just the most obvious of his trainings. And that was if he couldn't just brute force out power the guy, which he could do with most guys.

No, Ry wasn't afraid. He knew now what that burning sensation was in the bottom of his gut and groin... hunger. He was going to do that. He was going to take a full size, living, breathing man and turn him into a squirming hunk of beef. He COULD do it, and he WOULD do it, if he had to beat it out of the Sarge.

He grinned and looked over at his ballsy little friend, Jack. He didn't think he'd have to fight the Sarge for it, though. He thought that was why they were here. To train to be an elite unit, to clean up messes with no trace, no evidence, and no talking. But he wondered what they were going to do with Jack? He wasn't sure Jack was big or dominant enough to learn this shit, and he wasn't sure they'd want to keep the kid around just to appease him either. He grinned, well he'd just have to convince them Jack was worth keeping around, one way or another, wouldn't he?

That only left one question as morning exercises were called, how big was the team they were building? And how many teams did they want? Some of Ry's buddy's were here too, but he wasn't going to let anyone stand in the way of being the... heh... top of his class.

As he marched outside with the others, he realized he was rock hard in his pants. Taking orders was going to suck, but he'd do it for this, and for Jack. They were GOING to make it.

Jack was summoned to sarge's office as the others ate breakfast, he gave a knowing wink to Ry, who momentarily looked nervous. Seeing Jack being led away might have been dangerous for the little guy, but he seemed ok.

In the office sarge reclined, king of his habitat, a satisfied look on his face,' Well little grunt, ya know that you're about dont'cha!' He stroked his crotch, and all the other soldiers silently left the room.

Sarge leaned forward, 'Jack, your a clever shit, you know why you're here, you know we want Ry to learn all this shit, and you know that we need your strategic abilities. I don't think you'll ever take a guy down full size, but there are other ways dude'

Jack was astonished at the intimacy of Sarge, he was acting more like a buddy. Jack just smiled and nodded, he recalled the part about diminishing and worked out its implications. Sarge continued, 'You'll have to make sure that Ry protects you, and by that he'll have to take his friends out, you understand?' Jack nodded, he was already working out his strategies.

Sarge stood up, 'Lick my balls little fuck, you're fuckin good at it!'

Jack obeyed, and serviced the Sarge, also secretly knowing that Ry would 'HATE' this. Jack knew all too well that Ry might eventually take out even the sarge, and that turned Jack on big time.

Sarge stomped out of the room, dragging Jack along too, he marched to the line of soldiers in the parade ground and motioned Jack to get in line. Then the Sarge bellowed: 'I have something that you fucks should ALL see; bring the 'prisoner' here to me!'

A medium sized lad that hadn't been seen before by the freshers, was dragged towards the sarge. There was a cold hateful look in the sarge's eyes, and he shoved the lad to the ground. As the lad lay there stunned, sarge sprinkled something over him, a white powder it seemed.

The guy convulsed, and shivered, then he screamed. As he screamed, Jack and all the others noticed that he was shrinking. Sarge laughed, the other soldiers laughed.

For around 2 minutes the shrinking continued, until sarge lifted the now inch tall little lad into his hand. There was a look of disgust on his face, and with his other hand he loosened his pants and pulled out his cock. In a short motion which was almost so fast Jack could barely see, sarge stuffed the head of the little lad into his piss slit, and chortled. He jerked off, and slowly drew the miniature man into his cock. Jack, Ry and the others were totally in awe, and their mouths were gaping. Sarge looked up and smiled, 'See what happens if you try to escape?

He kept jerking, and Jack could see clearly that the tiny man was now fully inside sarge's cock and heading straight down. Sarge slipped his cock back inside his pants, and smirked. Looking at these new guys he could see that Ry had a massive hard on, and so too had Jack. The others were all afraid, and it told sarge all he needed to know. Jack was disappointed though, he wanted to see more. Sarge motioned to a nearby regular soldier, and nodded at Ry.

The soldier threw something at Ry, who caught it. It was another tiny guy. Ry looked at sarge and a huge wicked smile floated across both the men’s faces. Ry looked a Jack, who grinned back. Everyone was now focusing on Ry.....

Ry grinned and deftly caught the little man in his hand. The guy started screaming up at him, begging him for mercy, but Ry had no interest whatsoever.

He pulled open his new cammie's and yanked out his dick. He was careful not to look at the Sarge, no need to rub in that his dick was bigger than the Sarge's, it would just antagonize him. He did smirk at the other recruits though as he flipped the little guy around in his hand and smoothly pushed the guy's feet

into his dickslit, up to his waist.

He groaned a little and flexed his dick, feeling the tiny squirming man sink deeper. He grabbed his dick and stroked, pulling the man in deeper, watching the lump move down his huge cock until it disappeared into his nuts.

He looked over at Jack and smirked, then cocked his head in a well practiced, and well known gesture. Sarge wasn't the only one who could command service.

Jack caught the glance and the smirk from Ry, it was an open invitation, and he sensed an opportunity to impress the sarge.

Jack strolled up to Ry with a cheeky laddish look, and a fire in his eyes, and before Ry could force him into position, Jack lowered himself, used his lips to surround Ry's monster cock, and began to work the shaft. For a second Jack started, his tongue could feel the little man inside Ry's nuts, thrashing around. Jack massaged the monster cock with his tongue, provoking groans from Ry, and a deep gutted laugh from sarge. There were a few sniggers from the other regular soldiers too.

Then Jack felt that Ry was about to climax and felt a rush as a splurge of cum shot to the back of his throat, he also felt a larger moving lump, he stood up and looked at Ry with his own smirk. Jack swallowed the cum, but not the little dude now sitting on his tongue. He pressed his lips to Ry's, and felt Ry lick the tiny prisoner out of his mouth. Man that was fucking hot!!!

Ry grinned at the sarge, he could see the soldier had a boner, and was stroking himself. Ry patted little Jack on the head, and then threw his head back and swallowed. He felt the little man slip down easily, still tickling his throat on the way down with his pathetic struggles. Jack chuckled, and Ry felt awesome, he also realised that Jack had just given him the best blow-job ever. Ry was satisfied, or was he?

Sarge in the meantime was watching the other freshers, most of whom were totally shocked by all the events. Sarge knew that only Jack and Ry had the balls to deal with all of this, and tomorrow sarge decided that some of these pathetic excuses would need to be dealt with. He knew that somewhere soon, Ry would need to know how to deal with much larger captives....yes, tomorrow would be a good day.....

Ry grinned and patted Jack companionably on the head with a broad wink, "Good job little buddy, show those other recruits how it's done. They'll follow your example... if they know what's good for them. And if not..." Ry rubbed his belly.

He could just feel the past recruit squirming for his pathetic life behind his rippled abs. It made him feel powerful, it made him horny, it made him want... more.

This was great, but he wanted the real thing. He saw the gleam in Sarge's eye, and he rubbed his stomach. It grumbled obligingly, and the squirming stopped.

Sarge gave him a smirk, hearing the growl.

Ry smiled when the order for the run hit, it wouldn't be long, it wouldn't be long. The only question was...who would be in reach when he figured it out? He could feel the hunger burning in his stomach and groin, not a real hunger, not a need for food, for sustenance, no this was a more powerful, more primal hunger. A hunger he WOULD satisfy, one way or another.

He ran behind Jack, making sure the little guy kept pace by playfully pinching his butt if he slowed down.

Little Jack stayed ahead of Ry as much as he could, shaking his tight little ass at Ry, teasing the big guy. Man, Ry was treating him rough, pinching his ass to make him run faster, when suddenly Sarge grabbed Jack out of nowhere, and carried him off.

At first Ry looked back puzzled and maybe a little worried, but the nod from sarge told him that no harm would come to his little buddy.

Jack didn't struggle, he'd anticipated all this, and calmly spoke to the striding sarge, and sarge was only too aware how much Jack knew.

Sarge carried him into a wooden building, there were a couple of soldiers Jack hadn't seen before, and faintly outside he could still hear the shouted orders at his comrades as they were made to run faster and harder.

He was released by sarge who left the building. The two guys (medics) started to speak: 'The drill is, sarge wants to use you to train that big friend of yours, he wants you to show him how to take a guy down'

They must have seen Jack's rather worried expression, and continued,' Hey, he won't be eating ya little guy, we want you to administer something to him, we need his little buddy to lead him to THE KNOWLEDGE, he can't do this for himself, and he needs to trust the guy showing him'.

Jack began to see what they were aiming at and asked how and what he had to do.

He was shown excerpts of soldiers being trained how to swallow a full sized man, (it really turned Jack on watching this, and the two guys knew it), he saw them achieving greater and greater size and bulk. All the time they were being injected with something, built up to receive it. Finally Jack asked what it was.

'Hehehe, it's a distillation of anaconda's and pythons, 'lil guy, it's made so that men can have the same flexible jaws and stomachs the snakes have. It has no other effects, only to make your jaws and gut elastic to accommodate your meal. It's taken us years to get this far.....

Jack smiled, being as intelligent as he was, he understood the processes, and as the soldiers knew too well, with his abilities he could potentially improve this elixir. He also knew what it was developed for. To remove the enemy from the field....that turned him on, it was a clever weapon.

They showed him how to do it, what to avoid, what to watch out for, they explained the dosages, and showed him even more footage. He was almost brain-washed, but had already been willing to let Ry have some of this. Jack knew of Ry's impatience and also his voracious appetite.

Later he was re-introduced to the group, and Ry stomped across, 'Hey, what they do with ya 'lil guy', he demanded, and Jack began to relate the exercise with him. Ry could hardly wait, and bared his arm to take the injection. Jack was hesitant, 'Ry, this is powerful stuff, and you're hungry, that makes you a dangerous guy, you have to think about what you're doing dude, could be takin more on than ya know.'

Ry scoffed and laughed and 'forced' Jack perform his task. Ry felt a heat, an intense burning, and then he yawned, a big gaping yawn, but it didn't stop. His mouth just got wider. He grinned and looked at Jack, his thoughts were intense, and Jack was so small, so easy to take, but no it was too soon, no matter how tempting, and who would he fuck then?

No, someone else, one of his friends? No, not yet. Where was the fuck who'd knee'd him to the floor on the first day. He'd do.

Ry saw him standing guard, and walked across. He punched the guy in the ribs, then the face, winding him and flooring him. Despite his size and brutality he was no match for Ry, who lifted him up easily, and then came that grin of death. Ry yawned, and kept yawning. The soldier barely conscious knew what was coming as his head was stuffed into that gaping maw. Ry shoved him in mercilessly, and kept going. It was piss easy. He kept pushing and swallowing, the soldier tasted foul, he'd obviously not washed in days. Ry licked the guys torso as it slipped, and carefully bit his ass as it too slipped down. With a mighty roar he tipped his head back and little Jack watched as the soldiers feet, boots and all slipped inside the now belligerent Ry. There was a wriggling angry mass in his belly, and it was squirming and shouting.

Ry was gulping and gasping, and feeling rather sick, something Jack had warned about. OK, he could do this now, but his stomach wasn't used to having six feet of struggling soldier dropped into it. He almost collapsed in shock, but Jack's training had been thorough, he'd water on hand and gave the whole bucketful to Ry who took that in one gulp. Jack winked, and Ry began to feel easier, he'd almost drowned his meal. He shouted out, 'THAT WAS FUCKING AWESOME!'

All the other guys cowered, except Jack who remained close, just in case Ry needed help, not that he would.

Sarge had been watching with interest from a concealed location, and noted the teamwork between Jack and Ry. This was perfect, and now they could mop up between them all the unnecessary others, and he could train the two of them into the elite corps.

Ry needed to lay down, and Jack joined him.......Ry looked at him, too tired to fuck his plaything, but he felt so horny, hotter than he'd ever felt, and soon there'd be a mass of energy to release. He grabbed Jack to himself for later......the 'lil guy was going nowhere tonight......he grinned at Jack and murmured 'thanks dude, you'll get your reward later.....'

Ry woke from fevered dreams of eating men slowly as they squirmed and begged for their lives while beefy soldiers worshipped his crotch and ass to find his dick already buried up Jack's tight little butt. He grinned and rolled over easily, pinning the little guy under his bulk.

His stomach was still bulging, though it hardly looked like he'd eaten a man any more. He could feel his gut pushing against the small of Jack's back and the

gurgle as his stomach kicked into higher gear to replace the energy he was burning.

He was horny as hell, thinking about what he'd done, about how he wanted to do it again. He grunted, thrusting into Jack. Oh yeah he wanted to do it again,

but next time he wanted to do it slower. He grinned, and he wanted the guy to be awake while he was doing it.

He licked his lips as he came close to orgasm. He could taste the soldier still on his lips. He'd tasted nasty at the time, but now the taste reminded him of

power. He decided he liked that taste. It was the taste of a real man, of sweat and work and fear. It was the taste of power. The taste of... food.

He slammed into Jack and grunted in the little guy's ear, "You're lucky I like ya so much, dude. Otherwise I could just slide you into this sexy belly of mine

and hardly even notice the stretch. MMm but not that for you, little guy. No, you and I are going straight to the top. The only question is who's going to stand

in our way, and who's going to learn their place from you!"

Again the image of sucking a big muscular man down to his gut while others knelt and serviced him flashed into his head, but this time Jack was the one on his dick. It sent him over the edge and he exploded into the little guy's ass, smiling. He quickly fell back asleep, Jack in his rightful place, cuddled (or

pinned) under him like a body pillow, his dick in the little guy's ass.

Jack was where he belonged, pinned in Ry's embrace with a rock hard dick inside him. Ry had always had this power over him, and those words, Ry would have been tempted to swallow him. The though turned Jack on, it was hot.....but also scary.....he smiled and began to doze, comforted by the power of his friend. Ry's monster cock still oozing, and throbbing inside him.

The last thought before sleep came were the words, 'You and I are going straight to the top, the only question is who's going to stand in our way, and who's gonna learn their place from you!'

Jack's intellect knew exactly what Ry meant, he just hadn't considered where this could take the two of them. He sighed, working out his strategy, Ry would be greedy, assertive and ambitious. Jack would have to work hard to satisfy so many aspects, and that was why Ry was holding on to Jack so tightly, well that and for his rough pleasures too. Jack didn't mind being used like this, that was his purpose in Ry's life. And yes together they could rule a great deal. Who knows how far they would get. He had to work this out.

'RIGHT YOU FUCKING LADIES!' Came the scream from the drill sarge grinning an evil grin. It was four in the morning, Ry turned dragging Jack with him, the rock hard cock pulling Jack right across the bed. Jack tactfully slipped off Ry and gave sarge a bashful apologetic little look. Sarge grinned, slapped Jacks ass playfully whilst giving Ry a knowing and satisfied look. It was working well.

Sarge had woken everyone and ordered them to dress and do early morning exercises, only this was 'very' early morning, and if someone couldn't manage 100 bench presses in a given time span, they might end up as breakfast. He wouldn't say who's breakfast.....

Jack turned pale. There was no way he could do this. Ry knew that too and looked at sarge fiercely. sarge just smiled a crooked cruel smile. Jack then smiled, and as the other guys got down to the hard graft, Jack walked to a nearby bench and 'pressed' his finger on it. He did this 100 times quickly, and looked mockingly at sarge. The wide smile on sarge's face said it all, 'I didn't say what form the bench press had to be' was all he said. And as the others battled it out, Ry finished first.

He hadn't seen what Jack did, only the expression on the little guys face. It was a look of triumph, brain beating muscle. And one by one the other guys finished, each one more tired than the last. Eventually two guys, almost collapsed from exhaustion, were battling it out. A cruel soldier standing by each one counting, 95, 96, 97.....Sarge stood, hands on hips, 'TOO FUCKING SLOW! THEY'RE BOTH BREAKFAST!' The guys couldn't fight back, they pleaded, on their knees unable to stand up, they cried, they begged for mercy. Ry looked intently on, sarge watched him. Jack had a boner and couldn't hide it, and suddenly one of the taller soldiers who had obviously seen his excitement walked up behind him and pulled him in hard, as he did so, he gave a telling look of superiority to Ry. Jack wasn't Ry's exclusive property anymore. This soldier had wanted to fuck little Jack from day one, and while Ry was otherwise engaged, he decided to stake his claim. Jack knew the precarious situation, and daren't push the soldier away, and in fact could feel the boner pressing into him. He also knew how angry this would make Ry.

It was of course a deliberate move, Ry was already preparing to take breakfast, and seeing Jack being held like that made him mad, in fact it enraged him and he then lifted one of his own friends into the air, he was now savage and his mind was empty. Only his desire and hunger fuelled him. His want of dominance. He started to open his mouth, it was gonna be slow and hot this time........

At the same time he was plotting...that soldier now holding 'HIS' fuck-buddy was so gonna get mashed up!

Ry grinned to himself and opened his mouth, he laughed at his bud begging for mercy, "You've only got yourself to blame, buddy, sorry man." He opened his

mouth wide and closed his eyes, slooowly pushing his soon to be ex-friend's head past his lips. His stomach gurgled, anticipating food, and the man's futile struggles only served to make Ry horny. He smiled and licked across his bud... MEAL'S face and RIPPED off his shirt with one hand, followed only a second later by his pants and skivvies.

He savoured the flavour of his buddy's tight chest muscles and the thick sweat he'd built up in his failed attempt as he slowly pushed the smaller man's shoulders into his mouth, and the man's head in his throat. The other trainees could see their friend's face outlined in Ry's throat as he swallowed him

slowly, groping himself.

He opened his eyes and was pleased to see the soldier thought he was getting away with his move on Jack. He had Jack pulled up against his larger frame and was in the process of pulling down the smaller man's cammies. He had already pulled his own down to free his not unimpressive dick.

He tipped his head back, pushing his bud's legs up in the air over his head. His meal dropped almost to his waist, where Ry tightened his throat to slow his

progress. His hands were free now, and he smiled. He stepped silently up behind the big solder. None of the other grunts said anything, they were watching their friend's head periodically appear as a bulge in Ry's gut. The other soldiers said nothing because they wanted to see what Ry was going to do.

Ry gripped the big soldier's hips and pressed his own against the man's ass, "That there is MY fuckbuddy, BOY. If you want him, you have to ASK. There's a

PRICE, you know, if he's got YOUR tiny little dick up his ass, where'm I supposed to put MINE? Hmm... I know, how about right here? You can be my bitch until I think you've paid off your debt, any time, anywhere." He managed just barely to be understood around the man filling his mouth, who's ass started to slip into his mouth.

The big man wasn't about to just bend over, of course. He growled and tried to turn around, "Fuck you, grunt, you've got a fuck lot to learn before you're top dog around here." He tried to turn again, but Ry's grip and body blocked the turn. He grunted hoarsely, "Besides, I haven't done anything to your little buddy... yet."

Ry just grinned and licked his meal's ass into his mouth, enjoying the struggles within him. He gripped the big soldier's hips tightly and shoved his groin

against the man's ass.

Unfortunately for the big soldier, he had already positioned himself before Ry pinned him, and the shove rammed his head directly into little Jack's ass. Ry

wasn't worried, Jack was used to a larger tool on a regular basis.

Ry grinned and swallowed his meal's ass then mumbled around the frantically flailing legs, "Now that you've taken the goods, it's time for my... SERVICE" He had easily pulled open his cammies, and since his was freeballing, his huge cock had slapped out, directly into the big soldier's asscrack.

The big man growled, "Don't even fucking TRY it, grunt or you'll fucking REGRET it."

Ry sucked in his meal's meaty hams, "Never regretted anything in my life." He slammed into the big man's ass in one move, of course shoving the big soldier's dick up Jack's.

He growled as he fucked the man hard at the same time as he sent the last of him meal down to his gut. He didn't think he'd swallow this one, it would be more

fun to wear him down, watch the resentment burn.

Jack had been afraid of all this to begin with, but with his experiences of Ry, he was more than capable of holding his own, and could feel the angry soldier being thrust into him by Ry's own aggressive pounding.

Jack had a trick of his own too, which sometimes took Ry into a serious high, and now he decided to do it to the angry squaddie. Jack took a deep breath, and clenched is butt hard. The immediate scream from the soldier made Ry laugh, he knew exactly what Jack had done, and knew too that most men couldn't take the pain of it.

He slapped the soldier's ass, and ripped his cock out. The soldier fell to the ground not knowing whether to clutch his burning ass, or mashed up cock. Either way he was rolling around when the sarge stood over him looking menacingly, and mocking.

'Ya piece of pathetic shit, ya little ladyboy! Ha, know what's coming to ya dude? EH? What's FUCKING COMING TO YER?'

The soldier looked up, looked at Jack, then Ry, and a tear actually fell down his cheek. Another soldier stepped forward, baring his ass toward the crippled man. Sarge issued the order, "This piece of shit need to go with all the other shit, take him down!"

Ry watched, cock hard, holding Jack tightly. What a team they'd just been. Who would soon be top dog? Who'd just fucked another of the big guns here in full view of all the others? And little Jack had calmly orchestrated it.

Sarge watched as the head of one of his men was slowly sucked into another’s ass. He couldn't fight, Sarge was standing on his arms. The other guy was straining as if it was hard work. And slowly the neck and torso slurped their way up the ass. Then the legs which were quivering. Sarge looked on approvingly. The sight was surreal, all that could now be seen was a large bulge in the guys abdomen, and some toes poking out of his ass, wiggling. Ry grinned at him and chuckled, Jack however looked away. There was something wrong, he couldn't tell what yet? Two guys were down and out, and the sarge had a glint in his eyes.

Sarge looked at Jack, could the little guy foresee the carnage to come today? Was he 'that' intuitive? Sarge began to see that even he'd underestimated Jacks abilities, and coupled with Ry's power, these two were already in the 'elite' few. Sarge knew now that he needed to show both men a whole lot more. The next exercise was in a few minutes, and then quite a few men would 'disappear'.

Sarge grinned to himself, knowing that Jack could almost read his mind, and the grin on the little guys face said it all, as he nuzzled Ry, and the big guys hand slipped protectively around his buddy.

Sarge beckoned Jack, and led him away. Ry again looked nervous, then remembered last time, and that had been awesome.

Sarge dropped his cammo's and flexed his cock. Jack looked uncomfortable, then sarge reassured him 'It's not your turn, so don't worry, I won't invite the wrath of your man. Look at my cock-head'

Jack bent down and looked closely, and there just sticking out of the slit was a tiny head. It was looking at him, the eyes were a mixture of terror, fury and total futility. This was total domination, total humiliation, and as Jack looked up into sarge's eyes, he saw complete satisfaction.

'I took him down there this morning' sarge began, his tone was one of calm, as if he did it every day. Jack surmised that he probably did. 'I take them down, keep 'em there until I decide how they go, straight into my hungry nuts, or into the mouth of one of my hungry men'. He made Jack look again, as Sarge calmly jerked off. The little man stuck down there was being thrown around, wondering what he'd ever done to deserve this terrible fate. Jack realised what sarge wanted, and knelt closer to oblige, and in doing so, he felt the little lump slip into his mouth, it was tickling his tongue, probably punching it, but it was too small to hurt, it just tickled. Jack stood up, looked at sarge, and swallowed hard, he could taste the salty cum of sarge, and felt the slimy little lump descending into his gut. Man it felt weird swallowing someone, but it had been oddly powerful, he felt big, strong, and excited.

He belched, grinned, and watched as sarge returned to the troops. Jack had been shown a new trick, and could hardly wait to tell, and SHOW Ry what to do.

Ry grinned down at the smaller man and pulled him close, ruffling his hair, "Careful there bud, or a guy might get jealous!" He chuckled and looked over at Sarge, "Had to ruin my fun, didn't you Sarge? I was gonna fuck him on the mess hall tables!" He laughed, still grinning, "An interesting way to take a guy too. He wanted ass, he got ass!"

They headed off to a class on special ops infiltration and Ry leaned down to Jack, "Told you I'd protect you. No one hurts my little man."

Jack was only too glad to get back to Ry's side, and was greatly comforted by the big guy ruffling his hair. Jack of course knew his place and his role, but also knew just how much they needed each other. He knew too well that some of these soldiers were dangerous, one had almost fucked him, another had been eyeing him up, and being small, Jack knew he'd be easy prey, and needed Ry to watch him, Ry was 'very' protective of his 'lil guy. Sarge knew all this too, which was why he'd ordered that Jack be left alone. But neither Jack nor Ry knew it, and that made them work closer. A clever tactic, sarge was rather pleased about.

As they approached the class, some distance from the other guys, Jack explained what sarge had shown him, and what he'd done. Ry was totally in awe, had an immediate boner, and almost creamed his pants in seconds. Jack knew the effect it would have, and knew that Ry would want this so much.

Entering the class was surreal, they sat in a circle, listening to two rather hot guys in black combats. Jack kept looking at their crotches, he knew these two had huge cocks and one of them had a smirk. Ry was busy imaging who he'd stuff into his cock first, and didn't pay much attention, when from the back a struggling guy was dragged to the middle, had his clothes ripped off, and was pinned to the floor by the large foot of the smirking squaddie.

Ry was paying attention now, Jack was transfixed, as the squaddie lowered his cargo's and started fucking the shrieking man. The victim was called Adam, he'd been pretty close to Ry and Jack, but now they both viewed him only as an object from which they were learning. He was pounded hard, and fast, constantly screaming and pleading. Ry tugged at Jack's belt dragging him silently into himself, he held him tightly and gripped. The screams were deafening, but all were impervious, they knew something was about to happen.

Once the full on fuck was done, the squaddie slowly and deliberately withdrew, savouring the sensation his cock-head got as it sensed the quivering butt cheeks. Then it seemed to expand, and continued expanding. Jack knew what was coming, and Ry had an idea. Soon enough, the cock head was massive, large enough to stuff the feet of the almost unconscious Adam inside. And that is exactly what happened. Adam was lifted into the slit feet first, oblivious to it. He was slowly shoved downwards, up to his waist, when his captor stood up full height, letting Adam's head drag on the floor, with the rest of him contained inside the gargantuan shaft of the monster cock. After a while Jack noticed that Adam's body was being sucked up by his master, and all too soon began to disappear completely. Only the top of his head was now visible, and whether he was conscious by now or not, he was so tightly contained that he'd never be able to move.

After around 30 minutes, the massive cock began to get smaller, though Jack could see the form of Adam's body shrinking with it. He now knew how sarge had achieved this feat earlier in the day. The tiny guy had somehow been shrunken in the process of the cock deflating. And now Adam would be trapped there too. Hey, this was what they meant by infiltration. It didn't necessarily matter where you 'infiltrated'. The guy grinned and remarked that he'd keep this pet down there for a day or two. Jack felt totally horny, and a small part of him wanted to know what it felt like either way.....somehow he envied Adam....

Suddenly the large hands of the other squaddie grabbed Jack, he'd been briefed not to harm the little guy, but neither Jack or Ry knew that it was a ploy to get Ry angry. And as Jack was dragged to the middle, his clothes ripped off, Ry was totally mad. So angry he growled, and cursed, and made a run at the soldier now pinning Jack to the floor with his boot. Jack was truly scared this time, he knew his size meant that he was an easy target, and these two soldiers were almost as big as Ry. He knew that sarge had shown him this earlier, but was that an indication of his impending fate? Jack really thought he'd no chance of getting out of this. Ry couldn't take on both of these huge men could he? Would he get hurt? Would he end up inside one of them. Jack was worried.

The soldier ducked away and thrust Ry into the wall, laughter from both squaddies was heard. The dazed Ry was angrier than ever now. But the soldier had leapt onto Jack by now and started thrusting his monster cock into the guy. Ry was yelling and hurling abuse as the other guy held him fast. What could Jack do to save himself?

Well of course there was the butt clench! He acted fast and the soldier withdrew and leapt up from Jack with a cry of surprised pain. Ry broke free at the same time, and raw instinct now told him what course of action was needed. No dude was too tough or big to take on, and Ry's cock was strangely tingling......

Ry threw the other man off him and started for him. The guy suddenly got a weird look on his face and understanding bloomed, they'd been set up by Sarge,

this was planned. He looked over Ry's shoulder and yelled, "Go Todd! Get 'em!"

His ploy was successful and Ry turned to see the other soldier, rubbing his cock and coaxing it to erection. It was (thankfully for Jack) moving slower than usual with the pain. But nonetheless it was expanding rapidly and he growled at little Jack, "You fucker, now you don't even get a goodbye screw!" He started

towards Jack...

Ry charged, knocking the guy down. He ripped down his pants as the guy started to right himself, and grabbed his already huge dick, which was rapidly expanding further. He roared and flexed his dick which shot up.

He grabbed the guy's head and shoved it into his cock, not even waiting for his dick to get to full size. The guy let out a yelp as his head was literally STUFFED into Ry's dick.

Ry didn't stop to think about what he was doing. He shoved his hips forwards and crammed the guy's shoulders and chest in after, his dick still expanding. He grabbed the guy's hips and hoisted him off the ground, forcing the guy squirming in deeper, to his waist, his dick continuing to expand. But unlike the demonstrator, Ry wasn't waiting, he was still cramming. Jack looked up to see the guy buried to his knees in Ry's dick, and his face pressing out

against Ry's balls.

Ry kept cramming, groaning, his dick rapidly expanding over the soldier until just a pair of boots kicked from his cockslit. He groaned and caressed his huge cock, and looked over at Sarge, who was smiling approvingly. The other soldier had moved over to him and Sarge grinned and whispered in his ear, "Good job

soldier, you were gonna be cockfood, but you're a little smarter and quicker than I had guessed, take tomorrow off."

He nodded at Ry, who closed his eyes. His cock started to rapidly deflate, taking the man with it...

Sarge once again took Jack aside, and warned him that tomorrow there were going to be some exercises he'd find physically hard, if not impossible. It was time to use his brain to save himself.

Jack wasn't really sure what Sarge was hinting at yet, but as the words 'as long as you finish the course ahead of at least two other guys, you'll be safe' were uttered he began to sort of realise where this was going.

It was an assault course the like of which was utterly and totally impossible. Most guys were totally drained by it and it usually took over 6 hours to complete. If you didn't finish, you were someone else’s meal.

Ry watched as Sarge instructed Jack and knew that something was being hatched.

Sarge returned to the others and barked his orders, that at 5.00 in the morning they were to start the assault course and would die if they didn't finish it. (He didn't mention that some would also die doing it).

Jack approached Ry with large scared eyes, 'I haven't worked this out yet big guy, and Sarge means business, I have to cross the line ahead of at least two others. I need some space to think'

Ry ruffled his friends hair and looked on with concern as Jack quietly wandered off. Once of the regular soldiers nearby mocked 'Hey dude, yer little fuck-buddy's gonna taste real nice tomorrow!'

Ry looked at him scornfully, 'Yeah? Well you'll taste better ya fuckin grunt!'

Jack lay curled up on the bunk when Ry entered the room, he was thinking, 'Ry, you'll be first over the line for sure, and we have to work together, Sarge means us to foil this one, he wants my mind, not my strength, and to prove a point to all the others. I'm nowhere near as fit, and will certainly come last if left on my own. But how do I get there?'

Ry thought too for a while, only murmuring that Jack needed to be carried or something, hidden, or helped.

Then Jack realised the awful truth of Sarge's riddle. It was about trust, and belief. There was a way, but he might actually die trying it.

'Ry, I know the answer, but I'm scared, and you won't like it dude!'

Ry jumped from his bunk and sat next to Jack, he'd never seen his little buddy so worried. Jack continued 'I must be concealed, until the finish line, then I must be seen to cross it. The way to conceal me is to contain me somewhere, and we both know what you did earlier, and yesterday, but could you hold me inside you for five or six hours, and then release me?'

Ry realised the horror of Sarge's trick. Jack was of course right, and this was the only way; he'd have to stuff Jack up his ass, down his dick, or swallow him and keep him alive all that time and release him. It was mean because Jack might suffocate, or get digested along the way. Jack was also right, in that this was down to the ultimate trust between friends.

'Which way do you think best lil guy?' Ry asked him.

Jack knew that being swallowed meant the highest risk of being digested and that option wasn't on. He knew that being stuffed up Ry's ass would also mean that he might suffocate, but of course he knew that Ry could hold a boner for hours. Could he do it on an assault course?

They agreed that just after the start (Jack had to be seen starting) that Ry would cock-swallow his friend and carry him to the finish line, and release him just before they got there. He promised that he would do everything to keep his friend alive. Jack knew of course that there was no choice.

Next morning a rather happy and smug looking Sarge woke them all and marched them to the start. He winked at Jack and licked his lips. Some of the more weakly new recruits looked nervous. Jack smirked at Sarge and waited for the start. He looked around him, the soldiers behind them were also licking their lips. This assault course was going to be carnage, and he felt a little afraid, until he felt Ry's hand on his shoulder, 'Hey Jack, I know you're scared, and so am I, but that's what friends do, look after each other!'

The starting call was screamed and all the men ran for their lives.

Ry leaned to little Jack, "Ready bud? Don't worry man, you'll be fine... I just hope that whole shrinking thing is reversible, 'cause I can't run with a dick the size of a dude." He grinned and winked broadly, "Ok man, we don't want any of the other boots to know where you are, or the grunts. So you're going to HAVE to run the first part of this course, at the very least until we get to the grove of trees, then I can carry you the rest of the way. Ready man? I'll be right behind you."

They took off, they were already behind but Jack knew he didn't have to save much if anything at all so he took off like a shot. This was a long, all terrain course and the first part was simply a straight out sprint across the field, followed by a 25 meter rope across a water hazard.

Ry grinned at one of the slower grunts as he and Jack took off past them. He knew the rope was going to take it out of his little buddy, but there was no way to get around it. If anyone knew where he was hiding Jack, they might be able to mess with the plan. He laughed, "At least this way my ends will stay free if

someone messes with me!"

He might be a meathead, but he wasn't stupid enough to think the assault course was going to be just simple terrain. There would be traps at the least, and he noted that he'd only seen half the normal soldier's at the start line, already heckling the runners. That meant the rest were... somewhere else.

As they slowly pulled aside one of the middle runners, Ry shifted his weight so his hip caught the guy next to him in the ribs. The guy stumbled and rolled. All was fair in war.

This was going to be fun. He was already getting hard.

Naive little Jack hadn't realised that there'd be traps, he expected to run a little, be taken inside Ry and then the rest would take care of itself. So he was surprised to see a couple of the soldiers straight ahead of him, standing with hands on hips smirking at them.

Ry muttered to Jack to get behind him, and Jack slowed a little now sensing the dangers ahead. Ry accelerated, but also weaved, indicating Jack to copy. Ry knew the score here even if Jack wasn't so switched on.

Whoomph!!! Ry struck the first soldier knocking him flying. Jack hit the second guy in the midrif, winding him and leaving the guy rolling on the floor. Ry knew that running away wouldn't help them later, so he screamed at Jack, 'Dude knock your guy out while I deal with this fucker!'

Jack obliged, kneeing his assailant in the face and watched with interest as the guy groaned, closed his eyes and slipped into unconsciousness.

Ry grappled with his guy, finally writhing him into an armlock. Jack had been rather turned on by the wrestling, and couldn't resist taunting the soldier by pulling his pants down and licking his cock.

The soldier howled, as Ry chuckled, 'Hey lil guy, steady, you're not supposed to enjoy him THAT much!'

Ry licked his lips, 'Hey dude, you're fucking dead meat dude! DOWN YA GO!'

And with that, he slurped the guys head into his mouth, sucking and gulping fast. Ry knew he had little time, and also had to dispatch the second guy. In a couple of seconds he had most of the big soldier in his stomach and throat, and was enjoying the sensation of Jack sucking his own cock. He groaned with pleasure, knowing how lucky he was to have a guy like Jack around. It made him turn all the more defensive and protective; Jack must not get hurt. Of course this was Sarge's ploy all along, and Ry was totally consumed with his desire to keep Jack alive.

He consumed his prey quickly, and belched loudly. Jack giggled nervously. Ry strode across to the other guy who was now regaining consciousness. Ry's cock had grown, and kept growing, and before the other guy knew it, Ry hauled him into the air, and flipped him over, sticking the guys feet into his piss slit. Jack watched intently.

Ry shoved the protesting guy further inside, taunting him, 'Fucking piece of cock food, wasted military jerk! Fuck you! Thought you'd catch us off guard eh? Well we're a team, and you're going DOWN!'

How the muscled man writhed, pleaded, protested. His shining muscles powerless against the might of an angry Ry. Ry ripped the guys clothes off, revealing a rock hard cock. Despite the terror, this guy was turned on by his impending fate. Jack grinned, and moved across, the guy looked up at him, and swore,' Fuck you, fuck your tiny pathetic lil ass!'

Jack murmured a thank you, because the only guy who could fuck his tight lil ass was Ry, the guy who's cock he was now contained in. This provoked a barrage of 'Fuck you's'.

Ry roared out, 'Enough fucking Smalltalk. Down you GO!!'

He shoved hard as he said this, and the soldier with a muffled whimper vanished. His outline visible along the rock hard shining cock shaft. Ry strained, pulling the soldier down, and almost screwing up in half with pain. The guy was large, almost too large, and it hurt.

Then there was a loud popping sound, and the large man slipped into Ry's nuts. There were a few seconds of frantic struggles, and then it went calm.

Ry looked satisfied, and looked at Jack. Standing with his hands on his hips with an approving nod he spoke to Jack, 'Well dude, guess it's your turn now!!'

Jack couldn't help but be scared. He'd just watched a man... a BIG man get shoved too easily into those nuts, those nuts that were already shrinking back to

their normal size, and the squirming was gone... he wasn't even sure he could see the guy's outline anymore. If Ry's balls could waste a guy that fast,

they'd barely hiccup with him!

He started to back away a little, but Ry pinned him with a look, "Suck, now." He'd engrained it in himself, fear washed away replaced by a need to help his big buddy, he fell to his knees and sucked Ry to the base. He didn't really pay attention to Ry literally tearing his clothes off until he felt a chill wind on his butt.

He pulled off and looked up at Ry. Ry had an inscrutable look on his face. "Ry?" Jack whispered. Ry just put a hand on the back of his head, "In you go, dude."

Before he could protest, or really question, the dick head that he'd been swallowing a second ago was swallowing him. It smelled, it was hot, it was slimy, and god he was moving fast.

Ry groaned. It was so easy, and so enjoyable feeding Jack into his huge meat, and after only a few seconds, his little bud's feet were slipping past the engorged red helmet. It would be so easy to send him after the big guy... but no, no...

He concentrated and his throbbing erection started to retract to normal (still huge) size. He could still see the bulge of a now little Jack in there. He patted his dick and tucked it away in his cammies.

::belch:: He was so pumped up on adrenaline the guy in his gut was almost gone. Good, he didn't know how many more he'd have to deal with before the end. Maybe they'd be smart enough to get out of his way... maybe not.

Jack at first scared, could hear he burbling noises above him, the sound of digesting soldier. And he couldn't seem to adjust to his new environment. It was strangely cool, sticky, slimy, and stank. But he was inside Ry's cock. That rocked! How hot was that?

Jack relaxed, he could trust Ry couldn't he? He felt movement, and knew that Ry must be running again. All around him he could hear things, strange noises, what must be Ry's pulse. Jack realised how tiny he must now be, and imagined where he now was in relation to Ry. He smiled to himself. How many times had this cock been inside him, and now he was inside it. Ironic really.

He started to relax a bit more, then began to feel snug, and he moved his legs. Ry was immediately offered the most powerful stimulant he'd ever experienced, and almost came. He had to control this, and concentrated, as he knew how easily his cargo could get sucked away. Little Jack unknowing of his dangerous position. But Ry was going to remember how hot it felt just having Jack down there, and more than remember, because the feeling was intoxicating, and Jack could stimulate from the inside. Yes, Ry was planning for the future.

But the present was more worrying, he heard a scream, and ahead of him saw one of the other guys being tackled by a soldier. He saw too the same guy being swallowed, and fast. These grunts were on form, and merciless. He'd have to watch himself if they ganged up on him now.

Way ahead he glimpsed Sarge watching all. Had he seen where Jack went?

He overtook another couple of guys, and raced on. As his cock occasionally banged his legs, he could feel his captive move. Man this was unreal, and he'd such a boner. It made running tough at times. The other two were out of shape and lagging, they weren't too happy to see the relaxed and fit Ry overtake them, but they asked where Jack was, and Ry shrugged his shoulders and ran on.

Around the bend, one of the soldiers was waiting for him, but Ry had sensed him and slowed down. Tactics were needed, what would Jack have done? He walked carefully, using some bushes as cover, and stepped quietly. The guy had his back to him, and after checking for ambush by others, seeing none, Ry rushed the guy.

There was a surprised and suppressed 'Hummpphrhh' as the soldiers head slipped easily into Ry's gullet. And Ry worked fast. This guy was quite small, and Ry decided to lick his torso and abs as he stripped him and ate him. The guy was very indignant at this, but Ry just slipped him in further, tasting his butt and nuts on the way down, and slurping his legs. There was a very satisfying plop as the guy reached his destination, and Ry stretched his abs for a moment to crush the guy. Then he carried on. This assault course was tasty!

Ry was enjoying his full gut so much he didn't notice the transparent line stretched across the trail until he was tripping over it.

"FUCK!" In the half second as he fell, he realized little Jack in his dick would be screwed if he landed flat on his face. If the little guy was gonna die, it sure as heck wasn't going to be smashed flat like that. He stretched out and dove into a long roll.

Thank goodness he did. As he dove, he looked down and realized he was flying over a large hole. At the bottom stood a smaller soldier. "Using his brains" Ry mused as he rolled on the other side of the hole and looked down. The guy gave him a wry grin, congratulating him for making it over but annoyed he'd lost such a big meal. Ry grinned back and saluted before running on.

Before he was completely out of range of the trap, he looked back to see the guy behind him flail his arms and fall with an, "Aaaauuugh! GLLOOORRRRPP"

He chuckled, well, one less runner to try to catch him, and the smart little soldier had gotten himself a good meal. He respected that, and the respect the guy had shown him.

He lengthened his strides and kept running. There would be at least one more trap before the end of the course, he figured, and who knew what after the end...

Just as he was thinking that, someone stepped out of the bushes in front of him and tripped him up. He rolled and frowned. It wasn't a soldier, it was another recruit. He growled, "We shouldn't be fighting."

The other boot growled back, "Fuck that, I'd be the fucking cream of the crop if it weren't for you. So I'm going to fix that." He swung low and tripped Ry, jumping on the big man's chest. "You're going DOWN, big boy."

He opened his mouth wide and lunged at the man trapped under him. "AAauuuuuugmmmmppppphh!"

Ry grinned around the man's head. "Fucking loser" As the man had lunged, he'd just opened his mouth up wider and the guy had shoved his own head into Ry's big mouth.

He quickly gulped as he stood up and took off running with the guy's legs still hanging out of his mouth, jolting slowly downward.

One more trap? Two more?

Jack inside his fleshy cage could feel the motion of running, and the violent knocks going on, but couldn't understand what was happening. He'd begun to feel real fear. The assault course might be tougher than he'd realised, and Ry might actually be in trouble. It became too terrible to contemplate all round. Jack nestled down, hoping that his friend and captor would look after him. Ry felt Jack in his cock and smiled; both of them shared the meaning of what true trust, and total power actually meant, except that for both, there was a different sensation.

Ry on the other hand had also enjoyed his latest snack, and although he'd realised how naive he'd been, he was more alert now for anything that might be a trap. In the trees or the cables overhead, lines on the ground, fellow runners, and of course there must be a clever trap from Sarge himself. He slurped the other guys feet down, and belched.

Then just as he was running on, Sarge appeared from nowhere. Ry stopped in his tracks, as the cold and calculating soldier smirked, and remarked, 'How's it going Ry, fancy a blow-job?' Sarge laughed as he knelt down, Ry realised that Sarge knew their secret, but didn't know what to do. What would Jack have done, with the little guys brain, he'd have worked it out quickly. Well in fact Jack already had, and somehow with all the wriggling, Ry seemed to sense what his little pet was saying. Nearby another soldier was watching eagerly, he was obviously hoping to maybe swallow Ry when Sarge had polished off Jack. NO FUCKING WAY thought Ry.

Ry stroked Sarge's head, as the senior unzipped Ry's camo's. Ry's cock flew out, hitting Sarge hard in the face and sending him sprawling. In all the confusion, Jack had popped out and was hanging in Ry's pubes, unseen by either soldier. Ry felt him there, pulling and wrenching, dangling in mid-air, terrified of either being seen, or falling. Ry tried not to wince. They couldn't SEE Jack, but Ry could certainly feel him yanking his pubes.

Sarge regained his balance and took Ry's cock into his mouth, giving him a long hard service, and making him shoot loads. Ry pretended to protest, and acted aggrieved that his buddy was lost forever. In fact, his buddy was only inches away from the giant chin of the Sarge.

Sarge stood up, smirking at Ry, 'He tasted fuck'n good dude, and now it's your time to disappear!' Sarge licking his lips, stepped back and the other guy slammed forward into Ry.

Ry was ready, and his still massive cock was throbbing. The other soldier wrestled with Ry, and gained the advantage, yawning his mouth over Ry's head. Ry reacted in an instant, even though the other guy had him arm locked. Ry's cock thrashed into the guys legs, knocking him to the ground. Ry immediately pinned the angry guy down, and shoving him feet first into his piss slit, gave the meanest glare he could, and mercilessly slipped the furious soldier into his monster cock, growling and snarling in the process. Sarge stood watching with interest, nodding approvingly,'Even though you've lost your little friend, you've still got fire, go dude, fuck him good and slow!!'

Ry acknowledged by squeezing his prisoner down further, and straining him in. All the time he was worrying about Jack. Soon enough he had the large fully clothed man inside his cock, and knew the next part would be painful; leaning back and facing the sky, Ry started to scream, drawing the massive bulk into his nuts. There was a mass of struggles, the man was resisting, of course in vain, as Ry never failed, and as he screamed out in agony again, the soldier, or what was left of him, was drawn into Ry's nuts, and gathered up. Ry zipped up his cammo's and looked challengingly at Sarge, 'You fuck, you ate my buddy, so I had to take your man, now leave me fucken alone, and let me finish this shithole of a course in my own time!' Sarge nodded, with no idea of the deception. Or had he?

Ry ran on until Sarge was out of sight. He unzipped his cammo's and found Jack totally entwined and helpless in a tight knot of pubic hair. Ry laughed at him then gently released the terrified little guy, and slipped him into his piss slit. Jack seemed almost relieved, and eager to crawl back inside. The whole event to Ry had been weird, but had really turned him on, and now having Jack back where he belonged, Ry felt content. This bizarre relationship had its merits. He stayed horny this time as he ran. And as he did, Jack could hear beneath him the sound of a man being consumed by Ry's hungry nuts, and the sound of Ry's stomach as it absorbed someone else.

Jack also knew that Sarge wasn't playing fair, and that he needed to be dealt with. He began to plot, and as soon as Ry reached the finish, Jack was going to have a show down with a very startled Sarge!

Exhausted but contented to be safe again, Jack fell asleep.......

Even as Jack had gone to sleep, Ry heard a piercing scream ahead, and knew that what must be the final trap lay straight ahead. He paused to catch his breath, then walked quietly on. The finish line was about 400 feet away, but right in front of him were 10 soldiers, and 9 of them had hold of the other runners. It was feast time, and there standing on the finish line laughing was Sarge!

Ry knew what needed to be done, but would the soldiers play fair? He had little time and ran on, but not towards the logical spare soldier, no Ry was going to be more ambitious....after all, he was a very big, and VERY hungry guy......

Ry growled and hurtled towards the guy at the other end of the line from the spare soldier, a big guy, but not huge, who was still fighting with the boot he was

holding. It was clear he didn't know what to do about the clearly enraged wall of man flying at him.

Ry didn't give him a chance to decide. He bent his knees and LAUNCHED himself into the air, roaring as he flew towards the finish line, and the now terrified soldier and boot. His mouth opened wide, wider, impossibly wide. He landed on top of the soldier and boot, his weight shoving BOTH of them almost completely into his gut in a single move, aided by his weight and momentum.

He gulped as he fell and tucked and rolled across the finish line to an accompanying screaming crunch from his gut. He stood up on the other side of the line and smirked at Sarge, ::beeeelch::

::belch:: A smaller, but echoing belch came from Ry's left. One of the other boots had apparently taken Ry's distraction as a chance and managed to break free from his soldier. Now the soldier was literally his, a huge squirming lump in his gut. He smiled at Ry and bowed his head, "It would be a pleasure to serve under you in any capacity, Sir. My body and my gut is at your disposal." He knew the stakes, knew it had been Ry who had saved him (though unintentionally) and Ry who would lead anyone who made it through... and maybe more.

Ry blinked at the young man, before he realized it was a friend from school, Jay. Ry hadn't even paid attention to the guy since they'd gotten here. Jay had been slightly overweight and not very fit. Apparently he'd made it through by pure willpower and brains, and now his 5'10" frame was stacked with muscle and the fat was gone. He looked like a new man. Ry looked at him a couple times and then smiled, the seeds of an idea forming in his head, "Welcome to my new team, Jay, I'm sure you'll be a help in... whatever we do."

Sarge frowned. This was not how he had planned this. He grunted, "Two, only two, crappy year." He was annoyed. Jay was not supposed to have made it, and Ry was not supposed to be being called Sir or forming his OWN team.

Ry grinned and pulled out his dick, "Three, Sarge." He concentrated and groaned and his dick started to grow again, finally disgorging Jack out onto the grass, across the finish line. Ry smirked at Sarge again, "You don't play fair, neither do I, Sarge. So, you going to accept that we outsmarted you?"

Sarge gawped open mouthed in disbelief as Jack slithered out and began to regain full size (a reaction to some of the chemical tests he'd received earlier). Jay looked agog too, 'Hey dude, cool move, who dreamt up that little move?'

Ry grinned, 'Jack has a fantastic brain, and total commitment. He trusts me, which is more than I can say for Sarge' he glared at Sarge with this line.

Sarge had to confess that he thought he'd swallowed Jack, and congratulated them both for such an innovative and brave move. He also commended the total trust that Jack had in Ry, in fact Sarge was trying to dig himself out of a hole. He knew that Ry and Jack were in fact pretty mad, and Ry was at the start of forming his own team, but it wasn't just Ry, Jack with his incredible IQ, and quick thinking had become dangerous too, Sarge had seriously misjudged the pair of them. Each one on their own was nobody, but together as one unit, they might be unstoppable.

Jay looked at Sarge pathetically and with contempt, 'Assault course my ass' Sarge told him to watch his words, and asked Jack 'Little guy, how did you get out of Ry's cock before I gave him head?'

Jack only smiled, and grinned.

Sarge wasn't sure what to do now, but he started to try and summon these three back to barracks. Ry wanted to take the guy there and then, so did Jay, but Jack held them back, indicating that there were still several soldiers within near reach, who were 'With Sarge' and any move on Sarge would result on Ry, Jack and Jay being overpowered and probably despatched.

Jack was also aware of the way that the newly muscled Jay was looking at him. It made him feel uncomfortable. Ry noticed too, and felt a burning anger.....he also felt the crushed up bodies of the two men he'd just swallowed swirling around his gullet. He belched again, and then Jack noticed the bulge in Jay still struggling. Jay was getting off on it! Jack's brain went into overdrive, he knew where this led. Friend and comrade or not, Jay was dangerous!

Sarge reached the barracks. Some nervous looking soldiers stood around looking embarrassed. Sarge bellowed out 'Fuck you all, three got through. THREE! That's the biggest failure you've had. It's CRAP. Who failed us? Bobby failed us, and he gets punished. GOT IT? Punish him!'

Sarge stomped away. The soldiers suddenly turned on a tall, well built dark haired guy (Bobby), they punched him, kicked him, knocked him to the floor, pulled his hair, scratched him and punched him again. He howled, screamed, curled up trying to protect himself. Jay ran forward and joined in, looking delighted to inflict pain and suffering on one of his aggressors. Jack glanced at Ry, who nodded. They knew.

Then one soldier grabbed Bobby and lifted him up. Bobby was screaming, pleading, calling out for Sarge. Crying in anguish knowing his fate. His tears mingled with his blood, and the soldier holding him chuckled and licked his body and face before stuffing Bobby down his throat. Only half of the weeping soldier went in, and he soon found that his ass was being licked, and his nuts. He yelled indignantly, only to find himself being sucked down into the waiting gullet which would imprison him forever. He wiggled his legs, and stared down into the black oblivion facing him. There was no escape, no mercy, only a warm stinking tunnel, tightening around him.

Jack felt horny just watching this, and Ry moved closer obviously feeling the same. Jack felt the rock hard monster cock rubbing against him and rubbed his ass back at Ry.

The soldier had by now consumed Bobby, and was belching hard, his bulging stomach outlining the shape of Bobby for all to see, and he patted the bump, which shouted out defiantly, and tried to lash out. The predator laughed, and stood looking at the others. It was a warning to anyone who might fail Sarge.

Jay was standing close by, and the soldier smiled at him. Jack sensed that Jay had swapped sides, and was about to get fucked by the predatory soldier. Jack also knew how dangerous for Jay this was, but that was his problem.

Ry suddenly pulled Jack and led him to the dorm, 'I fancy a long hot shower, followed by a long hot FUCK!'

Jack smiled, there was time enough to deal with the hated Sarge and his remaining team; it had been a long tough day, and he wanted to reward and thank Ry for saving him and for much more than that......

Ry grinned and scooped Jack up in a fireman's carry, heading for their bunk.

He fucked Jack long and hard that night, but there was a tenderness under the rough play, even as Ry smashed his bud under his big muscular frame. They fucked every way imaginable that night, and Jack worshipped every inch of Ry's body. Ry licked Jack from head to toe, making him squirm and giggle... and blow quite the load.

They both knew that Jack would never have made it through without Ry, and Ry wasn't sure he would have made it without Jack. And really, even if he could

have, it wouldn't have been nearly so much fun without his little bud.

He laughed as they lay together (Ry's big body draped completely over Jack's), "We're the fucking best, aren't we little buddy? So what're we gonna do about

Sarge? Jay's going to take care of himself, the stupid shit." He laughed, "I think some of the guys can see Sarge's slipping. If we push him, a couple of the smarter soldiers would serve under me, don't you think? And who wants the stupid ones... except as lunch!"

He laughed and kissed Jack, forcing his tongue into his buddy's mouth, "Maybe I'll even cockshrink one for ya bud, bet he'd feel good up your cute little butt with my big dick in there keepin' him company!" And then they were fucking again.

Jack was happier now than he'd ever been, Ry was so amazingly tender despite the rough fucking going on. Of course psychologically Ry felt more attached now because Jack had been somewhere intimate, inside Ry's cock. Every man is proud of his tool, and Ry was no exception, and his buddy had been stuffed into his cock, there couldn't really be anything much more intimate, and the new bond of trust between the two of them was even stronger than before. So all this led to a night of the most awesome fucks either of them had yet known.

Feeling the warm tongue of Ry in his mouth, Jack tickled it, and felt his own tongue sucked into Ry's mouth, he chuckled, and giggled, Ry was playing with him. Ry even started sucking Jack's head into his mouth, licking his forehead, and allowing Jack's head far enough in to be able to lick the smaller guys back. Jack slowly pulled away and as their eyes met, there was a look neither of them had ever seen before........total trust and.....dare they admit it, affection?

Jack was considering the question about Sarge, and enjoying the thought of Sarge shrunken down, he replied after a while, 'Yeah, Sarge needs to be dealt with but so does Jay, the guy's dangerous. Sarge will play on that and try to cause a split. He knows he's weakening, and he knows we're top dogs now. He'll react fast and nasty. You'd better leave Sarge to me for now and concentrate on Jay'

Ry responded with concern, 'Hey lil guy be careful, every soldier left wants a piece of you, you beat them with brains and embarrassed them all, they're mighty fucked at ya!'

Jack agreed, and decided that for now he wanted to stay underneath Ry for the night. He would really have liked to crawl up inside Ry's cock for the night, but Ry was already asleep.

Jack lay awake, plotting. Did Sarge still trust him, could he double cross? Could he pick up one of the other soldier guys? Could he steer Jay into Ry's waiting mouth? All these thoughts swirled in the mind of this sleepy genius and he fell asleep with Ry's cock still thrust deep inside him.

In another building and another bed, Sarge lay pondering a similar scenario. These two were dangerous, Jay had survived too, an unintentional mistake, and an annoying distraction. Sarge was trying to second guess Jack, Sarge was no fool either, but he knew Jack was one of the most intelligent guys the army have ever known, and strategically had a devastingly quick mind. No amount of brute force or ambush would catch him, would it?

Jack, already on to this, was so relaxed that he slept soundly for a while. He already knew the answer and the eventual outcome. It was the getting there that concerned him, and he knew that somewhere he would be pitched between Ry and Sarge, and the decision he made might save his life, or cost it. He feared for Ry in all of this, and clung to his man. Then suddenly wide awake Jack knew what he wanted and how. This could be self sacrifice on a terrible scale.

Jack walked to Sarge's dorm just after midnight and opened the door. Sarge lay there, 'So, you've realised too have you?' Jack stepped over to the soldier and lay next to him. The two were going to discuss the future, or were they?

Jack with one final stroke of genius knew that Ry would wake and look for him, the discovery of Sarge and Jack together would bring on a furious fight and someone would have to win. Jack hedged that Ry would win, after all Sarge's dorm was far from the others so no sound would carry, and hopefully with Sarge gone, Ry and Jack would rule. Except would Ry forgive Jack? That had to be engineered......betrayal Jack knew was unforgivable, and then without warning Sarge grabbed him and started shoving him brutally down his cock.....Jack protested, and struggling for his life, grew scared.....what had he done?

Jack felt his ass and hands slide into the hot, menacing tube of Sarge's monster cock when he heard someone clear their throat.

Both Jack and Sarge froze. Ry was standing in the door, stark naked and hard. Jack dared to hope, "Ry! You're here! Save me!"

Ry raised his eyebrow and remained where he was, "Didn't think I'd notice you leaving the bed after all this time, Jack? Didn't think I'd notice you sneaking off to Sarge's bunk? Got more than you bargained for, didn't you?" He smirked, "He feels real good in there, doesn't he... Sarge?"

Sarge blinked a few times then laughed low and wicked, "Ha ha, what a turn! The brilliant smartass little mind, outmanoeuvred by two meatheads! You've outdone yourself, Ry." His cock bounced and Jack's waist disappeared.

Ry grinned and stalked over to the bed, dick bobbing in front of him. He ran a finger across Jack's smooth muscular chest, "Poor little man, looks like you're cockfood for the second in command."

Sarge started to laugh, then stopped, "Second? Look, GRUNT, I'M..."

Ry cut him off, "Oh no, SARGE. If you're going to take my cocktoy, I'm gonna take something in return. And you're in no position to stop me." Before Sarge could react around his dick, full of Jack, Ry grabbed Sarge's meaty legs and slammed them over his head into the pillows by his ears. Jack's abs were shoved into Sarge's cock, by the motion.

Sarge started to curse and swear and struggle, "Get off me you fucking grunt or you'll be fucking ASSfood you fucker! I'm gonna fuckingaaaaaAAAAARRRRGGGGHHH!"

Ry had shoved his enormous dick unlubricated up the Sarge's ass. Jack was getting even more worried, each time Ry humped Sarge, he was getting forced further into Sarge's cock!

Ry smirked and grunted as he slammed into Sarge, "That's UNGH RIGHT URGH Sarge. I'm FUCKING ooh your TIGHT argh Ass AAAH! You're MY bitch now. I'M in charge, and you're going to take it like a good little bitch, or else. Tomorrow morning you're going to bend over and grab your ankles VOLUNTARILY for me at morning line up. Do that and I'll let you be second in command."

Ry moaned and exploded in Sarge's hot musclebutt, "That's right. You're marked as MINE now, butt-boy." He slowly pulled out of a moaning Sarge.

During the fucking, Jack had been buried to his shoulders in Sarge, much further and he'd be toast!

Jack started to beg Ry to help him, but Sarge interrupted him, "You fucking GRUNT! NO ONE fucks me! NO ONE! You're gonna be a fucking TURD by morning!" He kicked hard at Ry, aiming for his gut.

Ry knew that Sarge would attack him. Sarge was like him... though not as smart, or as good. There was no way Sarge would submit that easily. So he was ready.

He lifted up a little and Sarge's feet sunk to the knees in Ry's rapidly expanding dickhead! Ry groaned and Sarge was literally dragged across the bed as his huge thighs started to slip into the hungry mansnake.

Sarge laughed, "Take me and you take your little cocktoy too!"

Ry just grunted and sucked in Sarge's huge balls, "So?" He flexed and his dickhead started to eat the base of Sarge's huge cock and ass.

Sarge was fighting now, but couldn't gain any ground against Ry's mammoth manhood. He couldn't believe what he'd done to so many grunts was happening to him. He pushed at Ry's dickhead, only to lose his arms, a rookie mistake.

Ry started humping the bed, sucking Sarge deeper and deeper into his huge dick, Jack along for the ride in Sarge's, just his head sticking out the top.

Within a minute, Ry had taken Sarge's dick into his, and only Jack's head remained outside, Sarge's immediately above it, still screaming obscenities.

Jack looked up at Ry, "Buddy? Please?" Ry just grunted and humped the bed hard, sucking Jack's head into his dick. Sarge looked up, "Fuck you. Fuck you Ry, I fucking trained you and this is what I get? Must fucking suck to be betrayed like that!"

"Shut the fuck up" Ry shoved Sarge completely into his dick. He groaned and his dick flexed and writhed. Inside Jack was sure he was about to be dissolved into Ry's next load. Ry moaned and flexed his dick over and over. Slowly, so slowly, his dick retreated to normal size. Hesitantly he looked down at his dick, he hadn't been sure he could do this.

There were two distinct bulges in his dick. He groaned and started to fist his dick. Inside both men knew their time was coming. They could feel the cum boiling below them. But then Ry came, the cum boiled up and shoved the two men upward and out.

Ry smirked down at the two men, Sarge about eight inches and Jack a smaller five, lying in the huge puddle of his jizz on Sarge's bed. He grabbed each in a hand. He glared down at Sarge, "You couldn't accept the gift I gave you, so now you go wherever I want." He spread his legs and stuffed Sarge feet first up his ass, leaving only his arms and head outside, "Enjoy your new job, Sarge. And you better move when I tell you or you're going all the way in."

He stood back up and glared at Jack, "You little fucking piece of fucking SHIT. I should fucking keep you like this for the rest of your pathetic fucking life! You know, maybe I fucking will! I can keep you in a jar by my bed so you don't do anything even fucking STUPIDER! Or maybe I should just eat you now and save myself the fucking TIME? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?" He had his fist wrapped around the tiny Jack, "Should I just have let Sarge have you?"

Jack scared, terrified, and exhausted looked at Ry, the guy was pissed at him, and meant what he said.

Suddenly Jack went limp, he didn't care, he'd screwed up, and just accepted the situation. This was no fun for anyone, and no power to Ry, who couldn't really believe that Jack wouldn't try something. In fact Ry grew worried, Jack was such a fighter usually, and to see him fold wasn't typical, Ry sensed it was a ploy but was also reminded by his own reaction, how much he still cared.

Jack ignored him, preferring to stare at the floor, he wasn't ever going to give Ry the satisfaction of pleading. If Ry was so stupid as to not see what he'd been trying, then Jack realised he had miscalculated, and couldn't be bothered. Ry was baffled, and shook his prisoner. Jack gave him the merest contemptuous look, and looked away again.

Sarge taunted, 'Hey, a tiff between the two lover-boys! Ha, Jack fucked up and Ry doesn't know what to do!! Hehehehe....'

A very angry Ry now knew what he wanted, and knew too that he wanted to punish Jack but not finish him off. Jack remained indifferent, Ry and his style of brute force would not actually be that good at leading. Sarge had the talent, the force and the brain. Ry just had the force. Jack sighed, then looked up at the mad but puzzled Ry, 'You don't fucking get it do you? You just can't see what's going on?' Sarge tried to interrupt, 'Ry, he's double-crossing, be careful....'

Ry gave an angry 'shut the fuck up!' to both of them, but Jack continued, 'Do you really think that after what we've been through, I'd risk throwing it away? How fucking stupid do you think I am? I trusted you then and I trust you now.....'

It was enough, there was something there even in his faint trembling voice that reached Ry, there was an element of truth. Sarge was laughing, but not for long, ss Ry flexed his glutes, and sucked Sarge totally into his ass, 'Hehe, a shit leader meets even more shit!' Ry laughed. There was a high pitched scream from Sarge and Ry felt his bowels and intestines savagely heaving as Sarge struggled towards his fate. At last the big man was taken and would not longer trouble them. He still had his hands around Jack, and still a little mad, decided that he would keep his little man somewhere safe, he squeezed hard, as if to remind the little guy who was now calling the shots.

Jack gazed up at Ry, still not knowing his fate, and saw the hand lowering to the massive throbbing cock, Ry shoved him violently in, meaning to hurt the tiny guy, and jerked off with the little man inside, Ry jerked for more than half an hour, regularly pausing as the suffering and bruised Jack almost drowned in jism. Then Ry flopped his cock back in his camo's and went back to bed. He didn't really care right then if Jack slid down to his fate, betrayal was unforgivable, well almost unforgivable, but it had led to the end of Sarge, and Ry still knew that he needed Jack. So he lay there sleeping while Jack lay cramped, crying, terrified and thinking about what Ry might do next. Would he really keep him small?

Ry woke and remembered last night, he felt his cock, a tinge of guilt flew across him, he feared that his anger had hurt the guy he most cared about, he remembered the betrayal too, and burned with anger again, then he felt the bump still there down his cock, and couldn't help smiling with affection. He stroked his shaft and watched as Jack's little head popped up through the piss slit. Ry looked at him with caution. Was Jack still in that fatalistic state, was he upset, angry, or indifferent? He was a guy of many moods, but then a person of such intelligence usually was.

Then Ry uttered his verdict, 'It's your choice, either you live down my cock and when I feel like it I let you out and fuck you, or if you'd rather not suffer that fate, I'll throw you down my gullet and end your misery? Your choice dude!'

Jack pleaded, 'Can't you show an iota of mercy, forget your pride, and just let us get on with each other?' He was about to continue when a shadow fell upon them and a strident Jay stood over Ry mockingly laughing, 'So Ry, that's your secret is it, you keep your boyfriend down your cock?! Well not anymore, it's gullet time for him!'

Jay grabbed Ry's cock and tried to suck it, but Ry was already reacting. Jack was thrown clear, and rushed under the bed. The two men fighting above his head, each to conquer the other. Ry was growling, he'd been caught off guard for the first time, and Jay somehow still had the advantage with an armlock....under the bed Jack was tingling and growing back to normal size. With a mighty 'FUCK YOU!' at Jay, Jack shot from under the bed grabbing the amazed guy by the legs and stuffing his head into his mouth. Ry stood utterly speechless, as Jack slurped, burped and sucked the howling Jay into his mouth. Ry's cock grew hard again, and he knew that Jack had just saved his life. The armlock that Jay had managed was usually unbreakable, the other grunts must have been training him, and Jack not a moment too soon, had emerged to stop Jay from swallowing Ry. How Jack had learned to swallow and when was a mystery to Ry, but timely, it looked hot!

Jack now stood up, his strength leaving him, and barely able to finish the job, gravity sucking Jay inside him. Jay was screaming, pleading, offering a truce. Ry laughed, 'Ha, a truce? You're in no position to bargain BOY, you're fucking food this time!!!'

Jack struggled, after all he'd been beaten up inside Ry's cock, and was sore. He forced Jay's ankles down and closed his mouth, but not for long, Ry was grateful, truly grateful, but he was still mad, though he could forgive his fuck-buddy as he'd saved his life, and revealed his own abilities. Ry started to kiss Jack, a long passionate snog, but it went on, and soon Ry was starting to suck Jay up from inside Jack, and before Jack could really protest, Ry had sucked Jay up and swallowed him. Jack continued the snog, and they sank to the ground, fucking madly for some time. The exchange of a guy between them had been totally awesome and turned them on, maybe something they should do on a regular basis from now on?!

Jack eventually spoke, 'Ry, I know you're mad at me, I know I was wrong, I miscalculated, Sarge.....' Ry covered Jack's mouth to stop the speech, 'Hey dude, you saved me back there, when you needn't have. We still need each other, and yeah every once in a while I want you down my cock, and every once in a while I want to suck a guy outta yer belly, but you belong to me, and somehow, I belong to you. I understand that balance now, you hold as much power as me in all this. It's time we started showing this training camp who's really in charge eh? We're THE FUCKING BUSINESS!'

Jack smiled, and hugged Ry, 'Big guy, I hear that there are several new recruits due, and with no Sarge to plan their demise, maybe we'd better?'

Ry grinned at Jack, slapped his butt and strode confidently out of the dorm. He was going to enjoy this morning.......

Ry stopped Jack just before they left the room, "It's not that I think you betrayed me by leaving, little guy, it's that you betrayed me by not trusting me. If I hadn't been aware you would have been just another jizz wad. I know I'm not as smart as you, probably not even as smart as Sarge WAS. But I'm no idiot. If we're going to rule this place and not end up like Sarge, you gotta trust me. If you're not gonna, I might as well swallow you now and go jump down one of the soldier's throats." He paused, this was more emotion than he usually showed, and more words. He grinned and squeezed Jack's shoulder, "Kay?"

Jack nodded, quietly, and the two buds went outside to

start their new force. It was going to be a good day.