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Subject: ST: Brothers in Arms - Breaking Free Ch 4 (M/M, Hist, Military, Anal, Oral, Fist)
Date: Sat, 25 Jul 2009 09:53:17 -0500
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The following morning they awoke in each other's arms, covered by a blanket which Jamie had pulled over them to protect them against the cold of the night.




Jamie looked at Chris and smiled, unsure of how Chris would react to the reality of having been fucked the night before. He needn't have worried, Chris rolled over onto his back and pulled Jamie over so Jamie lay on top. Chris' lips parted and the tip of his tongue licked along his upper lip inviting Jamie to partake.




Jamie lowered his head and allowed his lips to graze Chris', tasting his lips again, he broke finally the kiss, rolled off Chris and lay on his side gazing over at his friend.




"About last night...?" he said.




"Sshhh!" Chris whispered. "I think we both needed one of us to take the initiative and you're need was greater than mine!"




"You don't mind?"




"Mind? About what?" Chris asked.




"Last night; I thought I'd be the one getting fucked by you. After all, I am a bit younger."




"I don't care. Last night when you shot your load, you threw back your head and grunted your conquest for all to hear. Jamie, I was very scared last night, I thought it was going to hurt so much but when you put your cock in to me it felt so good. I wanted to please you, I knew you were a virgin and I wanted your first time to be an experience to remember."




"It was." Jamie whispered.




"So you want to do it again?"




"I do. Although I want you to fuck me, first."




"Are you sure?"




"I want to know... I want the same pleasure as you got last night."




Jamie rolled over on to his belly and spread his legs, allowing Chris the opportunity to explore his arse in the same way Jamie had probed Chris' arse the night before. Chris licked a finger as Jamie had done the night before and teased the wrinkled opening; Chris watched in amazement at how easily it slipped in, first one and then two fingers slipped into Jamie's body. Unlike Chris the previous night, Jamie was completely relaxed and he allowed Chris' fingers to enter his body without his muscles tensing.




Believing he'd played with Jamie's arse enough Chris brought up a large wad of spit and coated his cock, suddenly aware his five inches wasn't comparable to Jamie's eight and he worried he wouldn't be able to please Jamie in the same way as Jamie had pleasured Chris last night.




"What's the matter?" Jamie asked.




"Well, my cock isn't as long as yours! What if you don't enjoy this?"




"Chris!" Jamie gave him a wry smile, "I've never been fucked before! I've nothing to compare it to. I'm sure I won't be disappointed... now fuck me!"




With Jamie's reassuring words Chris' last doubts melted away, he positioned his cock and pushed, sinking three inches into Jamie without effort, he paused until he felt Jamie's muscles relax and then pushed on until all of his cock was in.




"Does that feel good?" he asked solicitously.




"Better than good," Jamie whispered.




Chris slowly pulled his cock out, watching the puckered folds of flesh of Jamie's arse pulled out as though preventing his cock from leaving. Thinking it looked a little dry, he spat into his hand and used it to moisten his cock a little more before he pushed it back in. 




As Chris fucked him Jamie breathed in short, sharp gasps lost in the primitive rutting conquest of the body beneath, he was past caring about whether Jamie was hurting, he continued until his excitement built and he shot his seed deep. Like Jamie he felt the need to throw back his head and grunted his conquest for the world to hear.




After Chris had climaxed he pulled his cock free and looked at Jamie's arse; where previously there'd been a tight, pink bud now there was a hole about the girth of Chris' cock. Though his cock might be shorter than Jamie's it was quite a bit thicker; he used his fingers to slowly caress Jamie's arse and explore the distended hole; Jamie lowered his head on to his arms allowing Chris to continue using his body. 




Chris moved his head closer and used his tongue to trace the rim of Jamie's gaping hole and was delighted to experience Jamie's body shiver with pleasure. With a growing desire and a need to know he extended his tongue and experienced his first proper taste of Jamie's arse and the salty taste of his own seed.




Chris licked hungrily at the hole, it wasn't closing and Chris was seized of an insane notion. Almost without rational thought he began to move the fingers of his right hand in circular motions, first two fingers, then three, moving them in and out of Jamie's body. 




Jamie continued to relax and his breathing grew more ragged, the greater the stimulation Chris applied the more Jamie's arse opened; his muscle was stretched further as Chris' hand demanded entry. Chris watched in amazement as Jamie's arse relaxed enough to take his hand in up to the knuckles and he felt Jamie pushing his arse out as he tried to ease the access for Chris' hand. Following an instinct Chris folded his thumb into the palm of his hand and as Jamie drew in a long shuddering breath Chris felt the last vestige of resistance melt away and his hand slipped inside.




"Ah hell, Chris!" Jamie growled. "That's incredible! I didn't think it would ever go in!"




"Bleeding Nora! Doesn't it hurt?"




"Nah! I feel very full though!" Jamie giggled nervously, "Try moving your hand around a little."




Chris pushed in a little deeper, stopping each time he felt Jamie tense with the discomfort. Jamie's muscles started contracting hard, so Chris slowly and carefully withdrew his hand. 




'Hell, this boy is amazing!'




Finally he moved his thumb into the palm and pulled it out. There were streaks of brown on his hand and a familiar earth-closet smell filled the tent and Jamie turned his head away in embarrassment; Chris used the distraction to cover his hand with a rag and pull Jamie closer.




"Come here, silly." Chris whispered in reassurance, "There's nothing to be concerned about. It was only to be expected, my hand was very deep in to your body. Kiss me!"




Jamie smiled as he heard reassurance and he kissed Chris on his lips and his hands slowly stroked Chris' cock.




"We'd better get our shorts on," Chris smiled at him, "Arnold will be walking by shortly."




"What about your hand? We've nothing to wash it with."




"Help me with my shorts and then you get yours on. I'll race you down to the river, last one in buys the pint's on the way back to camp."




When Arnold walked past it was to the sight of two grown men playing in the river like schoolboys and Arnold suddenly understood why the other lad was with Chris when he caught sight of the terrible scars on the young man's legs. 




Knowing Chris came here for the solitude, Arnold sympathised and knew last night something good had happened for the severely scarred Sergeant Major, suspecting what it was he decided to keep their secret. 










For the next thirteen months the war continued to rumble across Europe as the Allies fought their way from the beaches of Normandy across the Low Countries liberating country after country from the yoke of the tyranny of the Nazis and the Third Reich.




Jamie and Chris continued to court official displeasure as they maintained their illegal and inappropriate relationship. A relationship between a senior NCO and his subordinate was bad enough but an illegal relationship in civil law between two men. The Conscription Act may have deemed it reasonable for homosexuals to be eligible for service in an army at war but the State still maintained sanctions against such relationships and discovery meant those involved would still find the weight of the establishment bent against them.




Most weekends found them enjoying their pleasure at Wharely Point and in the little tent they explored each other's bodies, pushed their limits and enjoyed each other in ways neither would have thought possible before. Despite many attempts Chris was never able to take Jamie's hand up his bum but Jamie craved the feeling of Chris' hand in him, to the point where he once joked about inviting Sergeant Martens to come with them one weekend so Rick could use his left arm, the one without the hand to pleasure Chris.




The comment had brought into focus what Rick had said outside the Mess in the week before he first brought Jamie here. He eventually laughed off the suggestion but held it at the back of his mind for the future should they both require something extra. Chris explore deep into Jamie's arse and with practice found he could get his entire forearm in up to the elbow but beyond that point Jamie found it painful and uncomfortable. Chris watched in amazement as he slowly withdrew his fore-arm and just as easily pushed it back in. While they were doing this Jamie's cock constantly dribbled a string of sticky cum and Chris would collect it and lick it off his hand.










One day Jamie announced a desperate need to pee while they were having sex and Chris followed him outside, he marvelled at the sight tight globes of his lover's arse as he followed Jamie into the bushes. Jamie stood off to one side but as his piss flowed Chris knelt in front of him and wallowed in the delicious feeling as the warm piss trickled down his body. Jamie cocked an eyebrow but didn't stop pissing but he almost bottled it when Chris opened his mouth and tilted his head back. 




It seemed a dirty thing to want but between them they'd pushed so many limits these past few months that Jamie saw it as just another one to be circumvented and Chris obviously wanted it. Jamie lifted his cock slightly bringing the stream in close to Chris' mouth and the flow to enter Chris' mouth.




Jamie went to one knee in front of his now piss-soaked mate, cocked his head and raised an eyebrow in query. 




Chris shrugged his shoulders, "We've sucked and licked every part of each others body, we've swallowed each other's cum, we've licked arse before and after sex. When you said you needed to piss I just thought it might be something else we could try!"




"What was it like?"




"Salty, bitter, warm; it felt really naughty as it hit my body, but it felt good, too, and I really enjoyed the taste. I want to do it again! And the the next time you want to piss, don't pull out, just do it in me, piss while you're fucking me!"




"Good God!" Jamie's eyes widened, he smiled, "You really are a vile pervert, do you know that! I guess that's one of the reasons I love you so much.

"Let me know when YOU want to piss, I want to try it, too!"




Chris smiled and as they turned back to the tent and a resumption of their earlier activities, Jamie stiffened and Chris bumped into him.




"Would you want to try shit, too?"




Chris frowned for a moment before shrugging his shoulders, "I guess! Why not? We lick each other's arse after sex, sometimes it's a bit earthy and gritty. Maybe that's the next step."




Jamie's eyes widened, he'd not been particularly serious when he'd suggested it, but as Chris had just swallowed his piss it had been a logical progression to consider the other end, too. He didn't mind taking Chris' piss but the idea to swallowing his shit, too, well that was a little off. He'd let Chris try it first and then, maybe, follow suit. 




They returned to the tent and Chris spent a lot of their remaining time that week end with his face buried in Jamie's arse. As Jamie knelt there with his lover's tongue buried deep, he thought of next weekend and Chris' stated desire to get more intimate with Jamie's bodily waste. The thought of bringing shit into their play frightened Jamie but he knew if Chris were to try it he'd have to reciprocate, if only the once.













One of their weekends had to be cancelled when a riot in camp kept them confined to barracks as the army attempted to quell the restive atmosphere within. The newspapers were constantly reporting on Allied movements after the Invasion on June 6th. They continued to report on the Allied advance across Europe and of the triumphant moment when the Allies of the west met their Russian comrades from the east and both military forces finally encircled the beleaguered city of Berlin. 




German forces fought a fierce rear-guard action in defence of their capital city but it was a last ditch attempt to stave of the inevitable. To quell the riot the Colonel ordered weapons hot and after the soldiers displayed a willingness to use their weapons by firing rounds into the ground and over the prisoners heads, the uneasy situation dampened allowing the senior German officer to negotiate with the Colonel. 




As the prison camp regained it's former equilibrium over the next few days Chris felt the situation had resumed enough stability to be able to request a request a week end pass. Holding the pass he returned to his office and signed a number of others to camouflage for issuing one to Jamie and then listed the names in Orders for the following day.













As he lay on a blanket in the tent, Chris watched Jamie slowly take the length of his cock deep in to his throat. Both had plenty of practice and neither gagged now when they swallowed the length of each other's cocks. It was a warm and humid day, they both felt lazy and relaxed, it was too humid and stifling to have sex so they lay in the undergrowth close to the water and enjoyed the gentle pleasures of oral sex.




Chris moved his head slightly and looked on as a bead of cum slowly oozed from the slit in Jamie's cock; he leant forward to gently lick it away and the taste of Jamie's seed seeped in to his mouth encouraging him to open his throat and take the complete length of Jamie's eight inches without effort. He moved his head marvelling at the feeling of such a large piece of flesh lodged in his throat and he remembered how just months ago he'd been unable to take even three inches. 




Jamie gulped and said, "Chris! I want to take a dump!"




They checked the beach north and south before they ran up the sandy bank to the little glade where they'd pitched the tent. Out of sight of the beach, in the safety of the copse Chris lay on the ground but despite his bravado two weekends past he viewed was about to do happen with a degree of trepidation. He'd bulled Jamie into believing he was eager for this but he didn't feel comfortable backing out now.




Jamie knelt astride Chris' torso so his lower legs where parallel to Chris' arms, his knees were in line with his mate's elbows. Even though Chris desired it Jamie found it difficult to allow his bowel to relax, this was one act people always took care of in private so dropping a turd into his mate's mouth was a little more difficult than he'd anticipated. 




He felt Chris' hands push his arse cheeks open and then the moist warmth as Chris' tongue on his arse helped him to will his muscles to relax, with a slight push things started moving. Chris moved his mouth in to position to receive the foul offering but as the turd left Jamie's body and plopped into Chris' mouth his friend turned his head away and violently spat it out, spitting and retching to clear his mouth of the taste.




"Well, that wasn't very nice!" Jamie quipped in mock insult, "I go to all that effort and then you just spit it out, I should make you lick it up!"




"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was totally disgusting!" Chris continued to spit as he tried to clear his mouth of the taste, "I have some limits after all. Have you pissed yet?" 




Jamie shook his head.




"Well, turn around! I need to wash the taste out of my mouth and yours is the nearest water! Yugh!"




After pissing in Chris' mouth, Jamie lay in the under-growth beside him and gently kissed Chris to reassure him he wasn't upset.




"To be honest," Jamie said, "I was dreading doing it for you. No more shit?"




"Never! I guess, if you'll forgive the pun, coprophagia is an acquired taste and its not a taste I want to acquire!"




"I'm NOT going to try it, despite what I said last time." Jamie replied.




"Don't worry, I wouldn't ask you to do what I just did!"




They pulled another blanket from the tent and as night fell they made love on the sandy bank beneath the star lit sky before running naked to the river for a swim.










The following day they ran down to the river water and relaxed with a morning swim and as they frolicked and played, Jamie's face took on a puzzled expression as he focused on an unfamiliar sound in the distance.




"What's wrong?" Chris asked. 




"I hear bells! I hear bells in the distance!"




Chris' hearing had suffered a high degree of damage from being in a tank while firing shells so he waited until Jamie could confirm it. The confirmation was moot as the bells in the chapel tower at Llansteffan took up the distant carillon and in so doing passed it along down the coast to the church at Laugharne.




Chris' jaw dropped.




"Well as we're not under the threat of invasion any more I guess it can only mean one thing!"




Jamie looked puzzled.




"The war's over." He grabbed Jamie and kissed him, laughing. "The German's must have surrendered. We need to pack up and return to Camp. God alone knows what will happen when the prisoner's hear this."




They packed the tent away and doused the fire and Chris placed his hand on Jamie's warm, smooth shoulder.




"If it's over, what will you do now?" Chris asked. "Where will you go?"




"My mother's brother Harald lives in Canada. I wrote three years ago to tell him mum and dad had been killed. He wrote back asking me to go stay with him. He says he's getting too old and needs help on the ranch. 

"I wrote back telling him I'd enlisted and he wrote back to say the offer was open ended. I thought if the war ended and we won then I would go.

"I don't know now! After spending my weekends with you, I've learnt things of myself I never suspected. I've desires and needs. I love you, Chris, I want to be with you but a part of me still wants to go to Canada."




"Whatever happens," Chris replied, "I want you in my life. I realised one thing these past months. I may have had many women over the years but they were all nothing compared to what I've experienced with you in my arms. 

"Sara kicked me in the teeth at the burns hospital but I admit I kept a secret locked in my heart hoping she'd relent, come back to me and say sorry and we'd be able to pick up where we left off. 

"Now I've been with you, I know what love truly is. I don't want her back, I don't want any woman, I just want you."




Chris took hold of Jamie's hand and as they looked at each other Chris placed his hand on Jamie's neck and pulled him closer. They shared a lingering kiss, but deep in his heart Chris knew sadness, he knew a lot better than Jamie how difficult society would make it for them to live together, he knew he'd take the risk to keep Jamie's love but it would still be difficult.
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