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Training the Sergeant – Part 5

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By lthr_jock

When his alarm clock went off, Davis batted at it with one hand and rolled out of bed. He put his head in his hands as it pounded with a headache caused by lack of sleep. For the life of him, he couldn’t remember what he did last night. He knew he had had an appointment, he knew he had been drinking, but he couldn’t remember where or who with. He sat on the end of his bed and then with a deep breath stood up. His cock was bobbing before him with his usual morning wood, held up and in place by the studded leather cock and ball strap.

He walked to the shower and removed the strap and left it on the side as he stepped into the stream of hot water and lathered himself all over.   As he soaped up his hairy body, he enjoyed the feel of his hands running over his muscles. They were clearly growing and he flexed experimentally, enjoying the way they bulged and moved under his hands. His cock enjoyed it too, and with a few lathery strokes, he soon shot a load of cum against the shower wall. He grunted with pleasure and finished his shower. After he towelled dry, he grabbed the cock and ball strap and strapped it back in place, locking his cock into its semi-proud state.

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Training the Sergeant – Part 4

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The Captain looked down at the man slurping beer out of the dog bowl and took a long drag on his cigar. As the end glowed red, he looked at the ash growing on it and taped it, letting it float down over Davis’ head and into the beer he was drinking up. Davis was trying his best to lap at the beer but as it went down it got more difficult. The Captain saw he was having problems, so he lifted up his right foot and pushed it down on the back on Davis’ head, forcing it into the bowl. Davis licked and sucked faster, choking as the beer went up his nose, but after a few minutes he managed to drain the bowl, leaving only a small amount of beer in the bottom.

The Captain looked down. “Lick it clean.” To his surprise and pleasure, the man did so. He leant over to Dejan. “So, tell me his story.” Quickly, Dejan explained and showed the Captain the cocktail of drugs that Davis had been taking. “Interesting. May I suggest adding these?” He gave Dejan the name of three other drugs – two to increase muscle growth, the third to increase suggestibility even more.

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Control Room

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At Hot House, Sean Duran has a problem with authority, so he is sentenced to the Control Room — where Marcus Ruhl teaches him to respect a man in uniform.

Officer Ruhl secures Duran in shackles hanging from the ceiling and flogs the arrogant young stud until he begs for mercy. Ruhl frees Duran, but the training session is far from over. He persuades Duran onto his knees and shoves his thick cock down his throat. Duran seems to enjoy getting his face fucked, so Ruhl decides to step up his game. He pushes the tattooed young stud onto his knees and spreads his ass cheeks. He lubes up Duran’s tight hole with his hot mouth and tongue then stands up and slams his cock in his ass. The more Duran complains the harder Ruhl fucks him until Duran finally surrenders by shooting his load all over his own rock-hard abs. Satisfied that Duran has finally learned his lesson, Ruhl pulls out and jerks a wad out of his cock.

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Training the Sergeant – Part 3

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Dejan led Davis through the inner door and into the main bar of the club. Davis looked around him at the bare brick walls decorated with pictures of men – men naked, men clothed in fetish wear, men having sex. The bar itself was a huge affair of chrome and glass, illuminated with blue lights. But the men already in the club were what caught his attention – and he caught theirs. The sight of such a man like Davis, a man who would normally be considered a Top, collared and on a leash, was an unusual one. As such, it evoked a lot of interest – and a deal of lust.

Davis paused inside the door to look around. He could see men wearing leather, rubber, skinhead gear, even police uniforms. Some were naked except for shorts, others fully covered – including hoods. The music in the club made it difficult to make anything out, but he could hear sounds from darkened archways, which he associated with sex. He shook his head – what was he doing here?

His train of thought was stopped as Dejan jerked on the leash and led him over to an empty section of bar. Dejan turned to face him.

“No need to be nervous, Sergeant. I realise it’s your first time, but you’re going to have fun. What’s your poison?”

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