Captain Geoffrey Ranford sat in his office in Washington DC, drumming his fingers against his desktop. “C’mon Gabe answer your fuckin’ phone” As if to frustrate the Naval Intelligence Officer, the call went directly to voice mail “You have reached the cell phone of Colonel Gabriel Haverhill, please leave a message.” Geoff let out a frustrated sigh.
“Goddamn it, Haver, where the fuck are you? Been calling you for two days, you on a mission? Call me asshole, call me.”
He pressed the end button after leaving a fourth message. Geoff was getting concerned because even when his buddy Gabe was on a mission, he found ways to let Geoff know that he was ok. It worried him that he was not aware of whether Gabe was on a mission or not.
Gabriel Haverhill and Geoffrey Ranford were best friends having first met when they were twelve years old at Fishburne. The boys’ backgrounds and familial military service were practically identical. They’d become fast friends though they competed against each other in every way imaginable, athletics, academics, women, you name it and these two competed in it. The differences between the two were mostly in looks and military service. Gabe followed his father into service with the US Army, Geoff likewise chose the Navy in which his father was a two star rear admiral. Though he trained as a Navy Seal and served in that capacity for a while, like his friend, he soon was selected for special work within the Office of Naval Intelligence (ONI) and promoted to the rank of Captain.
Geoff enjoyed his military service as much as Gabe did and the two of them were as close as brothers which was no surprise since neither of them had any siblings. Unless one of them was on official business for the military, they spent a great deal of their time together.
He left his office and made his way to Gabe’s where he encountered Gabe’s attractive secretary Corporal Gina Pinkard. As he stormed through the door, Gina smiled at him “Captain Ranford, what can I do for you?”
Geoff’s face was not as pleasant. “Where the hell is your boss, Corporal?”
“Well, good day to you too Captain” she teased. Geoff’s face lost its angry look. “Um, sorry Gina, I’m just frustrated I’ve been calling Haver’s cell for two days and…”
Gina interrupted his apology “I know sir, Colonel Haverhill, was placed on an emergency mission two days ago. His departure was immediate and he was under direct orders to avoid communicating with anyone. I apologize that I didn’t let you know earlier.”
Geoff’s face softened “’s ok, I just got myself all worked up and you were the first face I saw. Forgive me, huh?” he smiled.
“Of course” Gina responded as she flushed and practically drooled over the hunk of man standing in front of her desk.
Geoffrey Ranford was every bit as hunky as her boss. His 6’2” muscular frame filled out his tailored uniform revealing what could only be described as masculine perfection. Though she could dream, Gina had never seen the Captain out of uniform. If she had ever seen him naked she would have seen a superb body that looked as if it was carved from smooth marble. Geoff’s handsomely rugged face was set off by deep brown eyes, a noble nose and square jaw with his blond hair cut short. His tight uniform hugged his strapping chest with his sculpted pecs displaying erect nipples like pencil erasers. A developed six pack up front and a beefy ass would attract anyone’s attention. Thick arms and thighs evidenced power that existed underneath the uniform. His hair was cut into a short, blond flat top. His “fifth appendage” was seven and a half inches of solid cock muscle laying over two balls the size of small hen’s eggs the combination of which made for a pronounced swell in his uniform trousers. Gina’s panties were quite damp as she stared dreamy eyed at the Captain.
“Gina?” Geoff’s voice brought her back to reality. “Oh Captain, I’m sorry! Anyway, as I was saying, Colonel Haverhill is on a highly classified mission, so I’m sure that’s why he hasn’t contacted you.” She smiled sweetly to hide her desire.
“OK, thanks corporal.” Geoff saluted her and turned to leave the office. “Something’s not right” he mused as he walked down the corridor “There’s something that’s off, I just know it.” He thought about the whole situation and knew he wasn’t being told the whole story. Of course he knew that the corporal would not be privy to any highly classified information. There was only one person who would know what was happening; he took the elevator up to Lieutenant General Benjamin’s office.
Entering the office he wondered where Captain Hanson was, it appeared that the soldier behind the desk was filling in, ignoring that he said “I’d like to see General Benjamin”
“I’m sorry sir, but the General is in a meeting and can’t be disturbed. Is there anything I can help you with?”
Geoff shook his head “No, I’ll check with the General later.”
As he exited the General’s office, his brain lit up as he thought about another possible source.
He detoured down another corridor to a bank of elevators off limits to anyone without proper security clearance. He found the door he was seeking “Mission Controller A-45”. Stepping into the outer chamber, he called “Spence?” he walked farther into the office area and called again “Spence, you here?”
A bespectacled young man emerged through the double swinging doors, Perry Spencer wore an annoyed look on his face. “Hold your horses; I’m coming, what the hell do you…”
Perry looked up at the last minute “Ohhhh, I’m so sorry Captain Ranford, didn’t know it was you calling, I was in the back putting some files away and didn’t hear you come in, I apologize.” He said with a red, contrite face.
Ranford lifted his hands, palms out toward Perry. “No. no, problem Spence, I just didn’t see you back there.”
Perry’s eyes swept up and down the hunky naval officer’s hot body and he licked his dry lips. Clearing his throat he croaked “what can I do for you sir?”
Ranford’s face had an uncomfortable grin as he found himself being scrutinized by the clerk’s lecherous eyes. Geoff knew full well that Spence was gay, a fact that was hidden from most others under the DADT directive in the military but being an object of desire by a guy made Ranford edgy. As he stood there watching Spence stare directly at the bulge between his legs, Geoff felt his cock involuntarily begin to fill with blood. Quickly he held his hat over his crotch.
“Uh, yeah, Spence, I have problem that I’m hoping you can help me with.” Perry’s eyes lit up and strained to see beyond the Captain’s cap.
“Uh, um, no Spence, I don’t mean that kind of problem.”
“Uh, oh?”
“Yeah, I just wondered if I could glance at the mission roster for this week, hmm?”
“Uh, sure Captain” Perry walked back behind the greeting counter and typed some code into the computer terminal. “Here it is sir.” Geoff tried to read it from where he stood on the other side of the counter, but found it difficult to read anything.
“Uh I think it would be better if you came around the counter sir.”
“Oh ok.”
Geoff walked behind the counter and positioned himself in front of the monitor. Spence stood next to him…very close, so close, I fact that their thighs were touching. Spence could feel the heat radiating from the studly officer’s body and his dick began to swell in his briefs. Trying to control himself he asked “Are you looking for something specific, sir?”
Geoff moved slightly away from Spence “yeah, I’m looking for Colonel Haverhill’s current assignment.”
Spence looked up sharply. “Oh I’m so sorry sir, but he’s not on the roster this week.
Geoff gave him a pained expression. “I know that Spence I do have eyes, but I haven’t heard from the Colonel in a coupl’a days and I have a feeling something may be wrong.”
“Aww, you know how that goes sir and I’m afraid that I can’t help you with that question.” Spence closed the document.
“Spence, listen, buddy, I know Gabe Haverhill so well that I know something is going on and I need to help him.” He put his arm around his shoulders pleading with the clerk.
“Look Captain; one, I can’t discuss missions on that level with you; and two, even if I could, you would not be able to take a rescue into your own hands. It’s against protocol.”
“Yes Spence I’m familiar with protocol, but this isn’t just anyone we’re talking about here, I need to know. Look Spence I will do anything you want if you can just give me the information.”
Spence glanced down at Geoff’s crotch. “Anything?”
Geoff knew what Spence was getting at, but he had to have that info.
“Yes, Spence, anything.”
“You’re sure?”
“I’m sure, watcha got in mind?”
Boldly Spence stepped forward and fondled the pronounced bulge in Geoff’s uniform trousers “how about a meeting between your dick and my mouth…an intimate meeting. ?”
Geoff took a step back. “Fuck Spence, I don’t know” he whined “couldn’t it be something else, like some cash or tickets to game or something?”
Spence’s face was defiant. “You said anything and the anything I want is to suck your dick…that’s the deal.” He said bluntly.
Geoff swallowed hard he needed that information and if Spence had been a woman asking for sexual favors in return for information, Geoff would have never given it a second thought…but a guy???”
“Fine” Spence said sharply and started to close down the computer.
Geoff grabbed his wrist “no, no, no, wait, wait, ok, ok it’s done, it’s ok. This will stay between you and me, right? He whispered conspiratorially “I could be court martialed for this.”
Spence gaped at him “Yeah, and I could go to jail for giving you top classified information so I think you could safely say I won’t ‘suck and tell’ Captain.” A smirk appeared on his lips. “Take it or leave it Captain.”
Geoff let go of Spence’s wrists “Ok, I take it.”
Spence smiled and typed in some code and hit “print”. The printer hummed to life. “Uh, while I’m printing your info, you can go in back and strip down.
Geoff blanched “what? Strip??”
Spence made a sarcastic face “Yeah Captain, strip, disrobe, undress, bare it, take off your clothes…whatever you want to call it, I want to see the whole package when I get back there or no deal, comprendere?”
“Uh yeah, sure, sure.”
“This will take about two minutes, go get naked.” Spence dismissed him.
Geoff walked into the back office and loosened his tie, then unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it out of his slacks along with his t-shirt, lifting both off, he then toed off his shoes and unbuttoned the waistband of his uniform slacks, let them pool at his feet and then stepped out of them. He stripped off his socks and then finally grabbing the elastic waistband, he pulled off his briefs.
Just as he straightened up, Spence came through the doors. “Fuck!” he half-whispered and let out a low whistle as his eyes fell upon the nude body of the walking wet dream called Captain Geoffrey Ranford. Muscles glistening and seven and a half inches of semi erect dick swinging side to side revealing a set of balls that would make most men jealous.
Geoff’s face blushed a deep, deep red not so much from being naked, but from knowing what was about to happen with another man. He was moved to cover his genitals with his hands.
“Uh, uh, uh Captain Stud” Spence joked “No hiding. Wow, what a fucking dream come true.”
“Uh, can we stop the compliments and get on with this Spence, please?”
“Anxious, eh Captain? Ever get a blow job from a guy?” he questioned.
Geoff just shook his head and Spence seemed to revel in his discomfort. Looking around he laid the document on top of Geoff’s pile of clothes. Then he walked to the Captain and ran the palm of his hands over the pumped pecs, pinching each nipple eliciting soft groans from Geoff. He slid his hands down his torso and into the patch of light brown pubic hair. Moving lower, he grasped Geoff’s dick and began to knead it with his fingers.
Geoff was mortified, but his traitorous dick seemed to like the attention it was receiving as it began to thicken and grow in Spence’s hand. Spence rubbed his thumb over the slit feeling the slick pre-cum leaking from the tip of Geoff’s cock, spreading it over the tip and feeling Geoff’s body shudder. “Liking this cap?”
Geoff didn’t respond in words, but his dick was now fully engorged, stiff as a flagpole and standing at attention.
Spence moved his hand up and down the shaft jacking Geoff’s hard cock. Small gasps escaped Geoff’s mouth as Spence increased his pumps. Then kneeling down between Geoff’s thighs, Spence took the soldier’s thick cock into his mouth and began to slide it in and out of his mouth deeper and deeper until it crashed against the back of Spence’s throat. Guttural moans were coming from Geoff as his hips began to move back and forth fucking Spence’s throat. Spence reached up and fondled Geoff’s balls rolling them round in his hand, stretching the sac and squeezing his balls gently.
Geoff’s breathing soon became labored and puffs of air stuttered out as he drew closer to ejaculation. His excitement grew and grew, his balls drew up and without thinking he warned Spence “Man, Fuck! I’m gonna cum!” sounding like a cheesy porn video.
Spence didn’t move and soon bursts of hot cum coated his throat and he swallowed every drop running his tongue around the head to clean it.
Panting hard Geoff worked to catch his breath as he came down from the sexual high. Spence sat back on his heels and smoothed his hands all over Geoff’s hard body. Then standing up, he walked away leaving the Navy Captain standing alone in all his naked glory. Dressing quickly, Geoff headed for the door his face crimson from what had just occurred.
Without a word he stepped into the corridor allowing the door to close behind him.
Shaking his head Spence smiled and stopped the Go-Pro camera he had set up to record the entire session thinking of how many jack off sessions he would have with this and perhaps he could make some quick bucks by selling it.
As soon as he got back to his office, Geoff opened the folded sheets of paper and scanned the information there:
DODD TOP SECRET
Mission: Project Kiev MirrorMission Agent: Military Attache Colonel Gabriel Haverhill United States Army #4818465/Military Attache Colonel Jarett Knowles United States Army #8402984 Mission Objective: The situation in the Ukraine continues to worsen. The government in Kiev has requested assistance from the United States for military support in the guise of advisement.
In view of that request, Information containing secret strategies will be smuggled into Kiev by way of Geneva Switzerland. The exact route is air from DC to Copenhagen, then rail to Stuttgart and car to Geneva.
Contents will be contained on a microchip which will be secretly implanted into both Colonel Haverhill and Colonel Cummings.
IMPORTANT NOTICE: Colonel Haverhill is unaware that a fake microchip has been inserted in his body and that furthermore he is not the true courier of the aforementioned secret material.
Colonel Haverhill was informed that his possible capture will not include any rescue attempts and all knowledge will be disavowed by both US and Ukrainian governments. This will mean that Colonel Haverhill will, of course face certain death. – end-
UPDATE – Confirmed: Colonel Haverhill was captured and transported to a secret location by the enemy forces. The Colonel is assumed to be held in captivity and no further communication is to be made or any attempts at rescue. The United States has given official confirmation that the person presenting himself as Colonel Haverhill is indeed an imposter and that the US government has no concern for his safety or ultimate disposition.
Confirmed: Colonel Cummings successfully delivered the information on microchip which was extracted from the skin of his left buttock. The decoy courier is confirmed captured and the distraction was carried off as planned. Col. Cummings is to be congratulated and promoted as a result.
<end>
Geoff’s hands were shaking. “Those. Fucking. Jerks. They sent him in as a decoy for a mission that meant his certain death or whatever. They knew he wouldn’t come back and yet they set him up!” He slammed his fist against the wall leaving a gaping hole in the drywall.
“How could they do this…how could Benjamin do this? He’s the one who would have ordered Gabe to a certain death though he always claimed to think of Gabe as a son. How could he do this? How could he do this?”
##
Geoff’s entire body was quaking as he stormed through the door slamming it behind him. He sort of went berserk when he saw the Army officer.
“Benjamin, what the fuck have you done?”
“Watch it Ranford you’re on thin ice addressing a superior in this manner.”
“I don’t give a flying fuck you son-of-a-bitch, you sent him to his death. WHY???”
“Calm down Ranford, I assume you’re talking about Gabe and it may not be as bad as you think.”
Placing the palm of his hand on the superior officer’s chest, he shoved him backward causing him to fall backward into a chair.
“Are you fucking kidding me? You know as well as I do that if, and that’s a BIG if; if he is not already dead, he soon will be. And he trusted you, Benjamin, he trusted you with his life and you fucking handed him over to the enemy, without a thought.”
“You can think what you want Ranford, but this situation was a matter of national security and it was a very difficult thing to do, but I had no choice and I don’t have to explain my actions to you. If you continue this manner of speaking to me you’re setting yourself up for a court martial.”
“You know that’s bullshit, Benjamin, that’s bullshit talk that you’re using to cover this up. Well, since you have no concern for my friend , I’ll tell you what I’m going to do. I’m going in Benjamin; I’m going in to rescue my friend, my friend who you condemned to death.”
“You can’t do that Ranford; it will be an embarrassment to your country and in defiance of a direct order.”
“I can and I will, you fucker.”
“Ranford, you’d better think about this before you do something very stupid. If you try to do this, I will bring you up on charges.”
“Go ahead Benjamin, do whatever the hell you need to do…I don’t care…”
“I’m warning you, Ranford, if you continue to think along these lines I will see you court martialed; if you’ll listen to reason; on the other hand I will consider forgetting this entire encounter if you are reasonable and forget this stupid plan of yours.”
Geoff stood stoically shaking his head. “No way, I will not abandon my best friend.”
“Then you leave me no choice.” Benjamin reached for his phone. Geoff noticed that Benjamin’s service revolver was lying on the table next to the phone.
Holding up his hand Geoff said “Ok, fine, fine.”
Benjamin smiled and said “I’m glad you’ve decided to listen to reason Ranford.” He dropped the phone back into his pocket. “Though it saddens me to think about what I had to do, there was no choice. You must understand that I wouldn’t have done this to Gabe under different circumstances.”
“Yeah, I get that sometimes we have to do things that we normally wouldn’t do.”
“I’m glad you underst…” Benjamin began, but never finished as Geoff grabbed Benjamin’s revolver from the table turned around and fired his Beretta M-9 into the general’s heart killing him instantly. Geoff hadn’t planned for this to happen so he’d have to cover it up. He walked through the General’s office throwing files around and making it look as if someone had come to the General’s office to get something. He took several highly classified files and took them with him as he exited the General’s office. He took the files to the shredder and destroyed them but to the unknowing, it would look like someone stole them and killed Benjamin in the process.
Geoff headed straight back to his apartment.
On his way he set up a conference call with four of his and Gabe’s closest military buddies; Major Clayton Porter, USMC; Captain Emilio Castillo, USN; Lt. Colonel Oliver Morris USAF; and Colonel Owen Colfax US Army. With the help from this team Geoff was confident they would find Gabe.
“Clay, you there?” “Yo! Ran”; “Emilio?” “Back at ya, Ran”; “Ollie?” “I’m here Geoff”; “Owen” “I’m with ya, Geoff”.
“Good, listen guys I need your help, well actually Gabe needs your help.”
They spoke for over two hours as Geoff told them what had gone down with their buddy. He told them of his grave concern and his disgust for General Benjamin for selling Gabe out. He also confessed to them about his encounter with Benjamin and swore them to secrecy concerning the outcome.
“But actually” he said it doesn’t matter “the bastard deserved that and more.” Clay spoke up “Bro, we got your back, I think I speak for all of us when I say we each would be happy to take a bullet for you, at any time.” The other four agreed immediately.
“So” Owen looked to Geoff “what’s the plan? What do we need to do?”
“Well, I know the route that the bastards sent him on, but I don’t know his location as we speak and I’m stumped as to where he might be held, but I am sure it is somewhere in Stuttgart.
Owen stood up “You know I have some contacts in Stuttgart who might be able to help, let me make a call.”
He walked over to the window, pulled out his cell and punched in a number. Geoff watched as he obviously made a connection. “Hans!” he heard Owen speaking German now. Owen ended the call and looked at the other guys with a smile on his face.“I have a lead.“
2 hours later the five friends were winging their way toward Stuttgart. Geoff was sitting next to Owen. He turned to him “We will save Gabe, we will” Owen looked back at him and finished his thought “or we’ll die in the process.”
Geoff smiled grimly “you got that right.”
##
Meanwhile back in Stuttgart…
Gunter picked up a call.
“Hans! My good friend what can I do for you? Uh huh, yes, I see. Oh really, how many do you say? Five? Yes, that is very valuable information. They are on their way? Good, yes, I can certainly use that info, it will help me very much. Ah, Hans, I am a little strapped for cash right now, but I think I can give you something you can use to make a little cash.” Gunter smiled “Yes, are you acquainted with the Stuttgart Independent Delivery Service, yes, yes that’s it. Well they have a driver there who would be of interest to you. His name is Janos, uh huh about 23 years old, long blond hair, great body and a very nice cock.” Gunter laughed at something Hans said. “Yeah, well listen when you locate him just say to him “playtime” and he will be most compliant. Yes, you’re welcome; one good turn deserves another, no? Ok goodbye.”
He called to the others, “Come here, listen, we are going to have some visitors, five of them to be exact, all military like our friend the Colonel. They are coming to rescue him, but I have other plans for them and if things work the way I hope, we will be adding to our sale collection and with seen hunky guys we can practically recoup our losses on the failed mission. Here’s the plan…”
##
Geoff and the others arrived at the airport in Stuttgart and headed to the location given to Owen by Hans. When they arrived they found a hotel near the site where they thought Gabe was being held. They all stripped out of their uniforms and dressed in all black with black stocking caps. Arriving at the building they decided it best to split up.
“Ok, Owen and Clay you take the entrance on the North side, Ollie and Emilio take the South, and those are the only two entrances. I will slip in behind you and try and locate Gabe. Stay in contact with the throat mics and alert the team of anything suspicious. Nodding their heads the team headed out.
As soon as the four entered the building, Geoff set off in search of anything that resembled a cell. Walking along a corridor, he spotted something on the floor. Picking it up he realized it was Gabe’s name tag from his uniform. “Good” he thought “Owen’s info was good.”
He moved on in a crouched position until he came to a room with bars on a small window in the door. He heard moaning coming through the door. He crept to the door and peeked inside. There was Gabe tied to a chair, his head hanging down on his chest. “Don’t worry buddy, I’m coming” he whispered to no one in particular.
Expertly picking the lock in the door, he opened it up and slid inside.
“Gabe, buddy, you OK?” he asked quietly. There was no answer. He reached out and slapped him gently on each cheek. “Gabe, buddy, wake up, it’s Geoff.”
Gabe lifted his head opening his eyes “Geoff? Geoff? Is that you?”
“Yeah, yeah, Gabe, I’m here to take you home.”
Geoff began to untie the ropes that held his friend captive. He loosened the last knot and pulled Gabe to a standing position.
Gabe looked at him gratefully “Thanks Buddy” he sighed.
“My pleasure, now let’s get outta here, follow me.”
Gabe nodded and Geoff turned toward the door. Suddenly he felt a powerful arm wrap around his throat. He tried to throw the attacker off, but Gabe’s hold got tighter. “This couldn’t be” Geoff thought and he felt himself fading as the blood to his brain was blocked by the hold. Gabe’s hold grew tighter and Geoff’s eyes began to close as blackness seeped into his vision. Soon his body stilled and Gabe let go letting his friend slide to the floor. He looked down with a very confused look on his face.
Clap,clap,clap. Gabe looked at the doorway where Gregor stood applauding. “Very good, Gabe, very good, you passed your first test and neutralized a possible dangerous situation. He patted Gabe on the shoulder and the Colonel smiled like an obedient child.
One of Gregor’s henchmen came in and flipped Geoff up on his shoulder to carry him to the torture room.
Gregor ushered Gabe out of the room. “Come Colonel, you’re about to have a surprise reunion with your buddies.”
Owen and Clay quietly crept down a darkened corridor. “We should be out of here soon” Owen spoke into his throat mic. “Anything of interest back there?” “Negative” came the response from Clay. After a few more steps a cloth was roughly clamped over Clay’s nose and mouth forcing him to inhale a foul odor. Unable to speak, he slumped into unconsciousness as the vapors disabled him. Viktor quietly laid him on the floor and followed behind Owen. “We’re almost at the end” Owen spoke into his throat mic, you ok back there, Clay?” When he received no reply he spoke again.” Clay?” He turned around to see what happened to his companion and Viktor kicked him viciously between the legs.
“UGHHH!” Owen let out a groan and tried to recover, but before he could door anything Viktor’s foot caught the side of his head knocking him out and Owen crashed to the floor lifelessly.
Viktor spoke into his own throat mic “Two down and two to go”. Gregor replied back “Excellent”. Viktor and another thug dragged the two unconscious men away.
Gunter and two more men waited at the end of the south corridor observing Ollie and Emilio make their way through the dark. Emilio was grabbed from behind and put into a choke hold and before he knew what had happened, Ollie was similarly restrained. Gunter came forward and delivered a brutal uppercut to the jaw of each man and both were knocked out. The two were hoisted onto the shoulder of the other men and carried to the torture room with the others.
“Mission accomplished” Gunter spoke into his mic “all are secured”.
When Gregor heard these words he rubbed his palms together. “Very good, very good indeed”.
##
The five intruders were suspended from the ceiling, gags encircling their mouths. Gabe and Maxim were also naked strapped into chairs facing the five.
Gregor sat in another chair as Gunter and Viktor stood next to the immobilized quartet.
“One by one, guys, let’s see who and what we have here.”
They stepped to the first intruder. Gunter searched the pockets of Geoff and found his ID.
“Captain Geoffrey Ranford US Navy” Gunter read from the military ID in Geoff’s wallet “hmm” he said “a bonus, he’s a Navy Seal.”
Viktor, using a pair of scissors cut off Geoff’s clothing and removed his shoes and socks leaving him in a pair of white briefs.
Geoff’s muscled body was revealed huge sculpted pecs topped a very well developed torso with a defined six pac of ab muscles. Mammoth thighs and toned lower legs completed the picture.
“Let’s see all of him” chortled Gregor.
Viktor cut away the Captain’s briefs. A respectable cock 7 and a half inches long, tumbled out of the pouch and draped itself over a set of luscious balls. Viktor spun him around to expose a muscular back tapering down to twin mounds of a muscled ass.
“Next” giggled Gregor.
Gunter rifled through the pants of the next victim. “Major Clayton Porter, US Marine Corp”
As with Geoff, Viktor cut away the major’s clothing revealing a coffee colored toned body of the African-American officer and it was every bit as delectable as the first. When his jock was removed 10 inches of thick prime meat was displayed.
They moved to the next “Colonel Owen Colfax US Army Rangers”
The blond Colonel struggled as Viktor tore his clothing off. Another specimen of grade “A” military meat was revealed and the bulge in his briefs left nothing to the imagination. As his underwear was cut away 8 inches of male tubing came into view surrounded by dark brown pubes. Two egg sized balls swung slowly between his thighs.
“Lieutenant Colonel Oliver Morris US Air Force” Once again Viktor’s handiwork with the scissors exposed yet another superbly muscled and toned body. Removing his jock brought into view 7.5 inches of dick and an engorged sac.
Finally they reached the last one “Captain Emilio Castillo, US Navy Seals”
Like the others, Emilio’s clothing was removed and his stunning Latino body was brought into full view. A strapping chest featuring two mounds of pectoral muscle narrowed to a vee where a flat finely muscled abdomen came into sight. Massive thighs and a prominent 8 inch dick over two plump balls completed his picture.
All five bodies swayed back and forth occasionally twisting them around so that muscled asses were seen.
Angry muffled voices could be heard through the gags on the array of male captives as they struggled in an attempt to escape.
“Sedate them and get them into the compartments, we have a lot of work to do.” Gregor rose and left the room.
The men were each injected at the base of their cocks and one by one they lapsed into unconsciousness and then carried to the compartment room along with Gabe and Maxim.
The compartments were filled as follows:
#1 – empty (Janos’ former home)
#2 – Gabe
#3 – Maxim
#4 – Geoff
#5 – Clay
#6 – Owen
#7 – Ollie
#8 – Emilio
Seven magnificent handsome faced, muscular bodied, soon to be slaves. At $250,000 or more each Gregor stood to make a lot of money at auction.
TO BE CONTINUED
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