Brig Time for Me
submitted February 12, 2003
Categories: Military
“Get the fuck in my office private!” yelled the sergeant, as he pushed me across the barracks floor. I had screwed up badly, having called the sergeant a ‘dick head’ under my breath. The bastard heard me! “Stand at attention!” barked the sergeant, once we’d reached his office.
I was scared shitless. There was no telling what my fate would be. Sarge picked up the phone and quickly dialed a number. “I’ve got a disciplinary problem over here,” shouted Sarge into the mouthpiece, adding, “Send me two MP’s immediately!”
Within five minutes, two very burly MP’s were hauling me out the barracks by my armpits. They threw me into a patty wagon and promptly drove away. I figured I’d be spending a few days at the brig.
Shortly thereafter, we arrived at the south side of the administration building, which contained the brig. The MP’s manhandled me through the side door, walked me down the hall, and entered the brig. “Well, what do we have here?” asked the corporal on duty, who was seated at a desk reading a fuck magazine. “Fresh meat,” said one of the MP’s, “Called the Sarge a dick head.”
After the corporal signed the paperwork, the MP’s left, leaving me to face the music. The corporal slowly got up, walked around the desk and stood directly in front of me, face to face. “You fucked up son!” said the corporal, as he brushed his hand against my face several times.
“Yes Sir!” I responded, knowing that’s what he probably wanted to hear.
“Remove your uniform Private!” commanded the corporal, “And prepare for inspection!” I quickly undressed, depositing my clothes in the bin provided by the corporal. So there I was, completely naked standing at attention before the corporal. He paced around me a few times, inspecting my naked body. “You’ve got a pretty big dick Private,” said the corporal, as he squeezed my manhood. The corporal was obviously getting his rocks off at my expense.
Next the corporal walked around the desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out a small jar of Vaseline. “I’m going to fuck your ass Private. Bend over on the desk and spread ‘em!” ordered the corporal. Now I was really scared, but I obeyed the command.
I heard his pants drop to the floor. The corporal spread my legs further apart, exposing my about to be violated hole. He lubricated his now erect penis and entered my ass almost immediately. The corporal grabbed my hips and was pumping away unmercifully. It hurt like hell. By now, I had popped a boner, which went unnoticed by the corporal who was intently concentrating on his latest victim. I had the feeling this was a regular occurrence with the corporal.
Suddenly the door opened. “What the fuck are you doing corporal?” shouted the Lieutenant. The corporal immediately withdrew his weapon from my hole. “Administrating punishment Sir!” said the corporal. The lieutenant pushed the corporal against the wall and ordered him into one of two cells opposite the desk, slamming the door in the process. “You’re fucking crazy corporal!” yelled the officer.
I hadn’t moved. “Jesus, son, are you okay? Let me look at this,” said the Lieutenant, as he inspected my asshole, continuing, “I need to get you to a doctor! Get your clothes on son!”
Once dressed, the lieutenant ushered me out the door, and we headed north down the hall to the dispensary. We must have walked about 400 feet. It was a very large building. Arriving at sickbay, the Lieutenant commanded the private on duty to immediately fetch the doctor. The private quickly obeyed and placed both the Lieutenant and myself in a small examination room.
The doctor arrived shortly thereafter. “Doctor, one of my men has violated this man’s rectum. I need you to take a look,” said the Lieutenant. The doctor ordered me to drop my pants and bend over. He carefully inspected my hole, noting there was some inflammation. “Nothing to worry about,” said the doc, “we see this all the time around here.” The doctor gave me a tube a medicine, instructing me to apply a small amount each day until I felt more comfortable.
Walking back to the brig, I asked the Lieutenant if he was going to punish the corporal. “No.” said my new best friend, “But you are!” Wasn’t sure where this was going.
Once at the brig, the lieutenant tossed me into the cell next to the corporal. Guess I still had to serve my time, despite the violation by the corporal. There was a solid wall between the corporal, and me but I could hear him shuffling around, swearing to himself. Phrases like “fuck this shit,” and “asshole officer.”
A PFC arrived about 1700 hours with dinner. It was the same old slop from the chow hall, but I was very hungry and ate the whole tray. I heard the corporal slam his tray against the wall, presumably with the food now residing on the floor.
About and hour later the Lieutenant returned to the room, commanding both the corporal and myself to strip naked. Opening both cell doors, the corporal was ordered to the desk, where the Lieutenant slammed his body down. “Spread your legs corporal,” said the Lieutenant as he tossed me a tube of lube. “Fuck his ass private, and fuck it good!” was the next command. This was going to be sweet!
I rammed my dick up the corporal’s ass the minute I became hard. He screamed. “Shut up corporal!” yelled the Lieutenant, “Keep fucking him private!” The corporal was in tears. “Stop your whining corporal! Take it like a man,” the Lieutenant kept yelling. I gave it everything I had; making sure the full length of my dick penetrated the interior of the corporal’s tight hole.
After about ten minutes of torturing the corporal, I deposited my load in his now very red rectum. Removing my now limp dick, the Lieutenant ordered me to get dressed and have a seat at the desk.
The corporal continued to moan in pain, as the officer shoved him against the wall and ordered him on his knees. “You’re in for a good show here private,” said the Lieutenant as he dropped his pants, exposing a very large erect penis. He immediately shoved his dick into the corporal’s mouth, commanding him to suck it off. The corporal had no choice but to obey the order, as he quickly moved his mouth up and down the throbbing shaft of the officer. Shortly thereafter, the Lieutenant blew his load directly into the waiting mouth of the corporal who continued his bout with pain.
The Lieutenant ordered us both back to our cells, retaining the clothes of the corporal who slept completely naked that night. After the officer left, the corporal informed me he “would get my ass someday” and that “I’d be sorry.”
“Get fucked!” I responded, as I settled in for a good night’s sleep.
The next morning, the corporal was gone. Arriving about 0900, the lieutenant released me from the cell and told me I would henceforth be his personal assistant. He had apparently pulled rank on the sergeant, who I obviously didn’t care for anyway.
That said, my new commanding officer ordered me to strip naked and perform my first official duty: Taking it up the ass from the Lieutenant!