SEAL TEAM ALPHA CHAPTER 11
The next morning the Seal team m..
🕑 Added 2021-09-17 01:08:52 +0000 UTC
SEAL TEAM ALPHA CHAPTER 11
The next morning the Seal team members gathered in the conference room for their daily briefing. The men felt refreshed and stress free. They each woke with raging hardons and eagerly jack off as they replayed in their head the dream each of them had. They lifted their muscular legs and pushed a finger into their tight man pussies while beating their cocks furiously. They each hoped to feel the pleasure they dreamed about. In their dream they each got fucked by their master, the doctor. After each man came they then went to the large communal shower and showered. Each man then shaved off their body hair, knowing from the dream that Dr. Davis prefers them smooth. A slave doesn't need body hair, echoed through their minds. They even help one another by washing each other’s back and shaving hard to reach places. They are a team, and the team must serve the master. Each man made sure they and their fellow warriors were clean and ready for inspection. After they showered they put on their jockstraps and pants or shorts and went into the conference room. None of them bothered to put on shirts. Their muscular torsos and pecs were left exposed. Dr. Davis was pleased with their progress. The military had made his work easier for him. They were trained to take and obey orders. All the doctor had to do was switch their loyalties to him and make them realize that he was their superior.
“Gentlemen, you have served me well,” dr. Davis addressed the men in the room. “As a reward we are going on field training in the mountains. You will be conducting training at my cabin retreat, there you will continue to learn how to give up control to superior men and let all worries and stress fade.”
“Hoor ray,” the seals yelled.
Mitch stood up beside Dr. Davis, “Men, stand for inspection.”
“Hoor rah,” the seals yelled and the loud sounds of chairs moving back and boots stumping as they stood up as a group. Each man then undid their pants and let them fall to their boots. They then stepped out of their pants and stood at attention. The Doctor was pleased as he moved down each row of men. He inspected each man by running his hands over their pecs down their tight abs, and then gripping their hard cocks through the jockstraps. As he moved behind them, he then inspected their muscular asses. He ran a finger down between their meaty ass cheeks and pushed the finger into each man’s hole. Each man let out a moan or hiss of pleasure as his newly christened man pussy was probed and stroked. He stopped behind Hector, a beautiful Latino stud. The doctor ran his hands over the smooth olive skin and down to the plump, firm ass. Hector’s skin was flawless.
“Take off your jockstrap and bend over,” the doctor slapped Hector’s left ass cheek.
“SIR, YES, SIR,” Hector yelled and pulled down his jockstrap in one quick motion. He then bent over the conference table. His powerful, smooth legs were spread wide and his man hole was visible between the sculpted ass cheeks.
“Very nice,” the doctor whispered as he unzipped his pants.
Dr. Davis cock was rock hard as he aimed it at Hector’s irresistible hole. He then grabbed hold of the masculine hips and roughly pushed into the Latin stud’s ass.
“Oh, fffuck. SIR, YES, SIR. FUCK ME SIR,” Hector yelled in pure pleasure as the doctor cock ripped him open.
Hector pushed back to let the doctor fuck him deeper. Hector was so tight around Davis cock, it was pure heaven. The other men found themselves envious of Hector for taking the master’s cock. Yet they remained at attention. The only sound in the room was the doctor’s slamming against Hector’s ass and the seal’s deep masculine moans. The other elite warriors continued to stand at attention, staring straight ahead. However, every man in the room was rock hard in their jockstraps. Several men were even leaking large amounts of pre-cum.
When the conference room phone rang, Mitch answered it. Dr. Davis was too preoccupied with Hector’s tight bubble ass to hear the conversation. When Mitch hung up the phone, he approached the doctor and whispered into his ear, “Admiral Seitz requested to see me ASAP.”
The doctor smiled at the mention of the base's commanding officer, “good. I will be accompanying you to see the admiral.” He looked down at Mitch’s half naked body to the bulging white jockstrap,”I think you should put your uniform back on.” The doctor made a final thrust into Hector’s tight juicy ass and came deep inside him.
Admiral Joseph Seitz was a hard nose, by the book, career military man. Despite being 50, with two sons at Annapolis naval academy, he was in excellent shape. He had sacrificed a lot for career and had no regrets.
“Who is he,” Seitz barked as Mitch entered his office at the base command building, with the doctor.
“I am Dr. Davis,” the doctor replied before Mitch could. He approached the dignified, stern admiral and held out his hand. “I am helping Sergeant Mitchell and his men with stress relief.” The admiral wasn’t pleased but shook the doctor’s hand. Admiral Seitz pulled his hand away when he felt the prick from the ring.
“Who authorized this civilian being on my base,” Seitz turned to Mitch.
“Oh, I assure you that I have complete clearance to be here,” the doctor smiled. He already saw the confusion in the admiral’s eyes as he sat down behind his large desk.
“I've been receiving some odd reports about your men. The main gate reported your men coming and going last night, in various stages of undress. One of them even came back through the gate in just a thong. It is highly inappropriate.” The admiral addressed Mitch who stood at attention before him.
“Oh, that would be Cole,” the doctor replied with a smile.
The admiral glared at him.
“You had denied your true self for a long time, haven’t you Joseph,” the doctor spoke up.
“What? What are you talking about,``Admiral Seitz looked confused toward the doctor. Sweat was starting to form on his dignified forehead.
“You had forbidden yourself of many delights and pleasure,” the doctor walked around the admiral's chair.
“We both know who you really are and what you desire more than anything else,” the doctor placed his hands on the admiral’s shoulders.
The admiral found it so hard to think or even protest what the doctor was implying.
“Mitch is a very sexy man, isn’t he,” the doctor whispered into the admiral’s right ear.
“Yes, he is,” the admiral found himself answering. He had denied his feelings for other men for so long. He was a man, not some faggot weakling. However, he found himself getting hard in his uniform while looking at the muscular seal officer before him.
“You had so long fantasized about men like the sergeant here. Big, strong men. But he needs discipline as does his men. They are inferior to men like us. They lack discipline and need to be taught respect. You always wanted to dominate men like them, teach them who is superior. Make them respect you,” it was like the doctor knew every secret the admiral had kept locked away.
“Yes,” the admiral whispered.
“Mitch, take off your clothes,” the doctor ordered.
The admiral watched in lust as Mitch obeyed the doctor. He was as much turned by the control the doctor had over the masculine, once arrogant sergeant, then the chisel body under Mitch’s clothes. Mitch’s body was completely smooth as he stripped to only his white jockstrap and heavy combat boots.
The doctor whispered into the admiral’s ear, “ show him who is in charge here.”
The admiral was hard in his uniform. It was like his body was moving on its own as he moved behind Mitch and his eyes lowered to the sculpted ass framed by the pure white straps. In the past the admiral and Mitch often butt heads. Mitch was arrogant and considered himself and the seal team above the admiral and the other men at the joint forces bases. Now seeing Mitch half naked and submissive, turned the admiral on. The admiral raised his hand and brought it down hard on the sergeant’s firm left ass cheek. Mitch jumped at the steering impact of the admiral’s hand on his ass. The admiral grabbed the back of Mitch’s head and pushed him down on the desk. Dr. Davis smiled as the admiral slapped each firm ass cheek over and over. The admiral was so aroused as he spanked the younger, former cocky stud. The once flawless ass turned red. Seitz was hard and throbbing as he listened to Mitch groaning and whimpering. He put out his cock. He never had fucked another man, but he dreamed of this moment for so long.
“Go ahead, fuck him. You want to do it for so long,” Dr. Davis encouraged the admiral as he moved in front of the moaning Mitch, and stroked his hair.
Mitch’s hole was so tempting to the older admiral. He aimed his cock at the younger man’s hole and pushed in. Mitch grunted as he was penetrated. The tight hole was pure heaven around the admiral’s cock. The admiral moaned and began to move in and out of the once proud warrior. As the admiral fuck Mitch’s well bred manpussy, Dr. Davis opened his pants and pulled out his hard cock. Upon seeing his master’s cock, Mitch obediently took it into his mouth. He was being fucked from both ends and he was loving it. The admiral was so turned on as he rammed hard and deep into the muscular alpha male. Mitch needs to be dominated and dominated hard. He was so turned on. Years of pin out sexual aggressions were being released on Mitch’s muscular ass. When the admiral came, he came hard and deep inside the sergeant’s destroyed pussy. Pleased, the doctor quickly followed and came deep down Mitch’s throat.
