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I finally got my exam and all my paperwork done and I boarded a train for Fort Lewis, Washington where I would take my basic training. As I waved goodbye to my family I didn't realize how my life would change before I returned again. It took two days to make the trip and I was exhausted when I finally got to my new home inside the base. It was a dreary, damp place as it had rained all day long. I soon found out just how much it rains in that area as I stayed wet most of the time. I did not take well to the military life at first and I got my ass chewed out several times and I was miserable. I often asked myself why I had ever joined and may have ended up in the brig if it had not been for a sergeant who took interest in me. He took me aside one day and had a long talk with me and explained how much easier it would be if I co-operated instead of rebelling against the orders I was given. For some reason I liked this guy and I decided to give things a chance. I stopped wising off and settled down and things got a lot easier. One night I got in from duty late after pulling "KP' and I was showering in our big open shower room when the sergeant entered. He had a towel wrapped around his body and I could see he was built well physically but when he dropped the towel, I realized just how much. I guess my jaw dropped a little as I saw what hung down between his legs!! It was the thickest cock I had ever seen and was at least five or six inches long even when soft. I could not take my eyes off it and he saw me staring. He smiled a knowing smile and started to slowly soap his penis as it started to get bigger and bigger. We were all alone as most of the guys had sacked out by now and he showed no fear as he slowly worked his monster to full strength before my bulging eyes. It grew to about nine inches with a large bulbous head that looked like a small baseball. I stood transfixed as he slowly walked toward me ad stood under the shower next to mine. I simply could not take my eyes off this beautiful piece of meat and he stood facing me as I ogled his manhood. He read things in me that I had never realized myself and as he guided my wet hand to his cock I just went along like I had been doing it forever. As I touched the velvety shaft I felt my own cock start to respond. I didn’t understand exactly what was happening, but I loved the sensations it was sending to my groin. He reached over and clutched my growing erection and started to masturbate me slowly as I squeezed his big shaft in my hand. Unless you have experienced a similar situation, you cannot realize what emotions I felt then as we slowly fondled each other's organs. I felt a love for this guy instantly and I knew whatever he wanted me to do I would try it. He was a big, dominant man and he represented authority and he had taken over my life in just a few days. As I later would learn, I was not his first conquest and he had planned everything. As we stood in that shower, I was consumed with lust for this man and I was leaning back against the tiled wall to steady myself. As he continued to stroke me he knew I was ready and he leaned over and gave me the most arousing kiss I have ever had; probing the depths of my drooling mouth with his serpent-like tongue and working my cock faster to keep me primed for what was to follow. As my knees continued to tremble and weaken he had no trouble as he gently pushed me to my knees. This man was an expert at reading emotions and he played me like a fine violin. It seemed as if everything was moving in slow motion as I let him have his way with me. I felt his hands on the back of my head as he pointed his massive spear at my face. When the giant knob touched my wet lips they opened almost automatically and enveloped the leaking shaft. I tasted the salty drops of pre-come as it slid slowly but forcefully to the back of my throat. My jaws were stretched like a rubber band by his massive thickness. He was trying to be patient but his lust was betraying him as he shoved in and out of my willing cavern. I felt like a whore as I knelt there sucking my first cock. I looked up at his lust filled eyes and started to suck harder as my only goal was to please this god-like man who was bringing me so much pleasure. I will never forget the words he kept uttering over and over as I sucked: "My pussy boy, My pussy boy:! They would later become words of endearment as he and his friends used my mouth for their enjoyment but now he was all mine and I belonged to him. If anyone had walked in at that moment we would have both been kicked out of the service but we didn't care as he neared his climax and I played with my hard pulsing cock as I sucked for all I was worth. What I lacked in experience I made up for with enthusiasm and soon I felt him expand to almost choking proportions as he pulled all but the head from my leech-like mouth. I closed my lips around the crown with them locked just behind the ridge of flesh and sucked with all my might. I felt the first torrent of hot, salty sweetness as I finally captured my prize for my sucking efforts. My jaws literally bulged like small balloons as his enormous cock and balls gave up their nectar, forcing my lips apart as it dribbled down over my chin onto my shaking knees. I tried to swallow as much as possible but some actually flowed up my nasal cavity and I gagged a little. I fought the choking sensation and continued to suck as I crossed the divide that initiated me into the cock-sucker's world. I knew I had found my place and I reveled in the fact that I was now just beginning what I knew had been my destiny all along: that I was born to be a pussy boy and a man's whore. When my new master finally pulled his still dripping invader from my now cock-hungry lips they were puffy and swollen and I could feel them as I closed my mouth. He gently pulled me to my feet and masturbated me to the best climax I had ever experienced and as the hot fluid jettisoned onto the floor he took some on his finger and brought it to my lips saying, "Get used to this baby as you will be drinking a lot of it from now on!" I just didn't realize how true those words would prove to be! He had his own private room in the barracks as most non-coms do and I spent about two more hours with him there. As we lay end to end in a "69" position I sucked and nibbled on his balls as he gently probed my tiny ass opening with first one and then more of his fingers. It brought some pain but I was too engrossed in my new profession as cock-sucker to notice too much. I could not get my mind off his beautiful cock and I just lay there bathing it with my lips and mouth. I wanted to worship it and I would take it out from time to time, and just look at it with it's little dripping eye opening a little as I forced the tip of my tongue into the slimy opening. I was totally possessed by the feel and the taste and I just did not want to stop. But my education had just begun and soon he had four fingers shoved into my over-stretched new pussy and as he worked to loosen me I felt him reach for the lube. I was new to this world but I was not too naive to know what was coming next and as he lubed me inside and out I prepared as much as possible for the intrusion my virgin pussy was about to endure. As he rose up and stood by the side of the bed, he motioned me to lay on my back. I had expected a doggie-fashion fuck but he later told me he wanted to watch my face as he spilt me open. I was soon to find the true meaning of being "split open" as he called it as he forced my knees up against my tender nipples. He had sucked my nipples raw and as my knees touched them I felt a little pain. But that pain was nothing compared to what came later. As he positioned the lemon-sized tip at my opening, I shuddered a little and clinched my ass tight. "Relax bitch and I won't hurt you as much." This was the first of many times I was to be called "bitch" and "whore" during the penetration and he was really starting to show me his dominant side. Then, I felt the first thrust of what was going to literally wreck my ass for a few days!! It felt as if someone had shoved a hot baseball up my ass as the relentless weapon breached the tiny opening and stretched the ring to the breaking point. He grabbed my towel and covered my mouth as my first scream built in my throat. He forced it down with his big hands as he rammed me the second time causing the first five inches of his wrecking, ripping cock to disappear into the throbbing over-stretched hole. I almost passed out as he finally buried all of his 9x7 inch murder weapon into my bowels hitting bottom with a painful last thrust. As he lay there with his monster pulsating I could feel every beat of his heart as my painfully stretched ring throbbed around it. He pulled the towel off allowing me to breath and then as I lay in agony he proceeded to make me his pussy-boy and fucked me mercilessly for nearly twenty minutes before pulling his draining anaconda from my sperm filled ass. I was feeling little pain as my pussy had become numb now and just burned a little. "Sorry. pussy boy, but I had to make you realize who you belong to and who owns you from now on"! "You are my cunt from now on and you will submit to my every whim, just like the little slut that you are." I was in agony as my ass pulsated and throbbed but I felt a thrill at his words. To prove a point he stood at my head and shoved his shrinking, dirty cock into my mouth and forced me to lick it clean and I wasn't allowed to stop until it was squeaky clean. My pussy had been ripped open and he had "split me" as he promised and he helped me painfully back to the shower where I let the warm soothing water ease my throbbing pussy. I could feel the difference as my ass gaped open now and I knew it would get larger and larger as he raped me and later fisted me. He arranged to give me three days off that week on "sick call" as I could hardly walk. I told everyone I had pulled a muscle and could not walk normal. Even after three days and a long weekend, I still felt the effects of my "deflowering" as he called it. I spent a lot of our private time together perfecting my cock-sucking skills and after two weeks of steady blowing him, my lips stayed puffy and full the way he liked them. He worked my nipples over constantly and made me spend time stretching them and they were getting larger now, too. This was the beginning of a beautiful set of "Bitch Tits" which now protrude from my chest and are my pride and joy. They’re very obvious when I wear a tight fitting shirt. He also kept working his fingers into me until one night after much stretching and almost a can of "Crisco' from the PX, I felt his entire hand slip into my widely stretched pussy... To be continued