I love my company commander.

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I Love My Company Commander
Author: Unknown
Part One: The Story of Sweating
What to do after graduating from a sports academy with a major in martial arts?
I was at a loss. Become a physical education teacher in a middle school, or an assistant coach in a professional martial arts team? I
didn't have a specific unit in mind.
Become a stuntman? Many people had already taken that path.
I was confused.
Just then, the military came to the academy looking for people, specifically boxing and martial arts coaches. I thought this might be
a good way out.
So, I became a lieutenant in a certain unit—a full-time boxing and Sanda coach.
A year later, because two of the special forces soldiers I trained won national Sanda competitions, I
was officially assigned to a company as a deputy company commander. Another year passed, and Company Commander Li and I worked together seamlessly,
achieving excellent results in the army-wide competition. The army commander decided to allocate funds to our company to build a physical training hall
. Company Commander Li was very happy and took me to the city to finalize the matter.
That day was also a busy one. The company commander
and I ran around all day without even having time to eat. After the funding procedures were completed, the design institute was also secured.
Moreover, upon hearing that the design was for the military, the institute not only offered to waive the design fee but also proactively helped secure
the construction unit. Company Commander Li, overjoyed, drank a couple more cups with the design institute leaders on an empty stomach.
Back at the guesthouse, I noticed his face was flushed, so I quickly made him a strong cup of tea. I helped him undress
, covered him with a blanket, and put him to bed early.
I watched TV for a while, washed up, and saw the company commander curled up, his face still flushed
. I served him a cup of water and asked if he needed anything. The company commander shook his head. I touched his forehead; it was burning hot. Actually, the night before last
, a soldier in the company had appendicitis. The company commander led a platoon of soldiers to the hospital in the rain. He hadn't
slept all night and didn't return until dawn. His eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse, and he had caught a cold.
I was busy and asked a waiter for some diaphoretic medicine. To my dismay, there wasn't a single waiter in the entire hallway
. Where could I find one? I frantically shouted in the hallway, but there wasn't a soul in sight.
I was about to carry him to the hospital.
"Stop the trouble. Go to sleep, there's so much to do tomorrow." I knew the company commander had a bad temper
; when he got angry, his eyes would bulge like copper bells, his eyebrows would stand on end, his dark face would tremble, and his voice
would be low and menacing. I had no choice but to remain silent and quietly lie down, but I couldn't fall asleep either.
Not long after, I heard the company commander's teeth chattering. I knew he was strong and
rarely got sick, but this cold was particularly bad. I quickly turned on the light and saw that his face was as red as blood, his eyes
were tightly closed, his whole body was trembling, and he was curled up in a ball. I was terrified and at a loss. It was almost midnight, and the inn
was deserted; I didn't know what to do.
"Big guy, help me." The company commander's voice was so low it was almost inaudible. "Big guy, help me sweat it out."
"Sure, tell me, what should we do?" I asked anxiously.
"Pour me a glass of hot water." I quickly poured it, and he drank three glasses in a row.
"Put your blanket on top of me too, let's sleep together." The company commander's eyes were still closed, his voice so low it
was almost inaudible. "Hold me tight and help me sweat it out."
I quickly pulled out my blanket and the blanket that was laid out on top of the company commander's blanket. I gently
lifted the company commander's blanket; his whole body was bright red, and he wasn't afraid of people at all. He quickly crawled under the blanket.
I turned off the light and immediately hugged his burning body. The company commander immediately opened his arms and hugged me tightly,
resting his head on my chest. "Cover my head." His voice was deep and hoarse, and he rolled over and
climbed on top of me. "Hold me tight."
I'm 1.84 meters tall, and the company commander was on top of me, his head resting on my chest. I pulled the blanket
up to his neck and covered his head.
Having grown up in Beijing and considered myself worldly-wise, I'd never seen anyone sweat so much. There
was nothing I could do but hold the company commander's burning hot body tightly. I hugged his fiery body, and
surprisingly, this method actually worked. Before long, the company commander started sweating, and I was drenched in sweat.
For about an hour, we were both drenched in sweat; his sweat dripped onto me, and mine onto
the sheets. I still held his strong body tightly, feeling his body was soaked, but no longer burning
hot. "Ah—" he let out a long breath, sticking his sweat-drenched head out of the blanket: "We can't
sleep here anymore, let's move."
Indeed, the blanket and sheets were completely soaked. Our vests and underwear were also dripping wet. We quickly found
a towel to dry the company commander and ourselves.
We moved to my bed, and I let the company commander sleep first. I washed and
hung out their sweat-soaked underwear and vests to dry before crawling into bed. Two strong, muscular men, naked, were now huddled together under the covers. "Hey
, buddy, you've been a big help today," the company commander said, his eyes bright and dark as he stared at me intently.
"I didn't do anything," I replied.
Looking at my watch, it was already past one o'clock. "It's only one, we can still get a good night's sleep, buddy, let's sleep."
Once the company commander's body cooled down, I realized how different it felt to be two strong, muscular men, completely naked, sharing
a bed. The company commander's scent was more alluring than a woman's, more captivating.
We couldn't sleep. Having a strong, muscular man beside us was so wonderful; the company commander's muscles were firm, and
his skin was so soft and smooth.
I have a lot of body hair. Although my upper body only has a patch of fine, soft black hair on my chest, my lower body, from
below my navel to my legs, is covered with thick, shiny black hair that rustles when touched. The company commander turned around
, his hands stroking my hairy buttocks and thighs. His hands became more active,
stroking my lower body: "Ah, big guy, you're really strong." I couldn't help but reach out and gently touch
and stroke the company commander's smooth, supple skin and his strong muscles.
"Wow, big guy, you're really strong. Ah, so long, quite hard." Needless to say, the company commander's large hands...
He grabbed my penis and gently stroked it.
We were face to face without realizing it, and the scent of a man's flesh ignited my desire
. Our breathing became heavy. The company commander rolled over and mounted me.
I immediately opened my eyes wide and saw that his eyes were also wide open. Our eyes met, exchanging glances, and I think
we were both burning with desire. Our breathing became heavy, a desperate longing filling our hearts. Our
stubbled lips immediately met, and the company commander's powerful tongue plunged into my mouth, engaging in
a passionate exchange. I immediately sucked on that incredibly delicious mouthful, sucking hard.
Ah, I never imagined the company commander's lips could be so soft, that kissing a man could be so pleasurable, and that
his tongue and saliva so sweet. I immediately bit his lips, and his tongue entered my
mouth, which I began to suckle vigorously.
The company commander's body exuded a rich, fleshy scent—it was so fragrant and pleasurable,
far more pleasurable than holding a woman in my arms. I immediately hugged him tighter, and the company commander hugged me even tighter. The force of the embrace
made us both almost breathless.
We trembled with tension; my penis was throbbing, rock hard, pressing
against the company commander's buttocks. Our penises were sandwiched between our bellies, and I could clearly feel
two hot, throbbing cocks pulsating powerfully.
Our two strong hands also became restless. The company commander's large hand held my head, his bright black eyes
gazing intently at me, his lips kissing my face forcefully. The company commander was a skilled wrestler; he had thick legs, thick arms, and
a large butt. My hands rested on his buttocks; the hard muscles, wrapped
beneath incredibly smooth, supple skin, felt incredibly pleasurable. Our lips and tongues quickly moved to each other's rugged faces
, noses, ears, and thick necks, a flurry of hurried, haphazard kisses, bites, and sucking. I felt
the company commander's stubble rubbing against my nipples. I felt hot and unbearably itchy. My penis was stuck in the company commander's butt crack,
his penis pressing against my thigh. My penis bounced in the company commander's hand, and his hard penis
bounced in mine.
We both sweated again, a strong masculine scent filling my nostrils; I was going crazy.
Soon, I felt that just biting each other's lips above and grabbing each other's penises below wasn't enough.
The company commander's body moved downwards; I knew exactly what he was going to do, and we cooperated perfectly. Ah—it
was simply divine. The company commander gave another powerful sucking motion, and my penis entered a
place I had never been before, incredibly warm, soft, and tight, being massaged incessantly by his lips and tongue. It was amazing, incredibly pleasurable. The company commander
and I kept thrusting our strong buttocks.
Another unexpected thing happened: for the first time, having a strong man's hard cock in my mouth felt incredibly
good. The company commander's thick cock had a slightly fishy smell, but it wasn't unpleasant. The smooth, supple, and muscular
feel of it was better than eating sea cucumber or squid, making me even more excited. I imitated the company commander, sucking on his thick, black
cock, sometimes even gently biting it.
We both had each other's hard cocks in our mouths, sucking hard. My hands were around his buttocks, and the company commander's
thighs were clamping my head. Before me were his crotch and scrotum, covered in thick black hair, smelling incredibly strong.
I became even more excited and immediately intensified my sucking on the company commander's thick, black cock. I immediately felt the company commander
's thighs clamp tightly around my head, and my own cock was being massaged very comfortably. The company commander's firm buttocks
trembled with tension. We hugged each other tightly, thrusting together.
The company commander's penis was so hard I could barely breathe. I stole a breath, and an unprecedented joy
and pleasure filled me with elation. I continued to hold on tightly, my buttocks thrusting rapidly, his penis
relentlessly pounding in his mouth. The company commander, also catching his breath, pushed his hard, black penis into my mouth again.
We both exerted our utmost effort, fucking each other's stubble-covered mouths with incredible pleasure.
I had never experienced such joy, pleasure, tension, and intensity, with so many climaxes.
I quickly reached my climax, my whole body trembling, and my semen gushed out. The company commander actually swallowed my semen. Of course, I
did the same, but the company commander's body trembled violently. His penis didn't just ejaculate; it was like a fountain, thick,
fishy, and sweet, gushing out in spurts. I couldn't swallow it all, but some still
spilled out of my mouth. The company commander's semen had a slightly fishy and sweet taste. It got all over my face and his genitals
. After ejaculating, I almost collapsed on the bed in ecstasy.
The company commander's face was flushed, tears streaming down his face, panting, "Ah, so good, ah, I've never felt so good
. Big guy, ah, you almost killed me."
"Hehe, hehe." I didn't know what to say, just chuckled foolishly.
We wiped each other clean and lay back down.
At this point, we couldn't look each other in the eye. The company commander pressed my head down low, and I hugged him, my voice
barely audible, "Big guy, I really couldn't hold it in anymore."
I hadn't expected the usually stern company commander to be so innocent. He turned around, his back to me.
"Old Li, I couldn't hold it in either. Company commander, you're really great." I hugged the company commander again, "I was just
afraid you'd catch a cold again."
"Hehe, hehe, hehe." We both laughed knowingly.
We both pretended not to care, and suddenly we were both relieved.
When we embraced again, we understood that we were no longer just the company commander and deputy company commander;
we would be intimate sexual partners, lovers. Needless to say, that night, we did it again.
I later learned that although the company commander was twenty-five years old, he had never been with a woman before and had no
sexual experience whatsoever; it was his first time.
My adorable company commander had actually let me take his twenty-five-year-old virginity. And his virgin semen had entered my
belly.
That night of pleasure with the company commander made me never think of women again; all I could think about was the company commander's
black penis. I always wanted to taste the company commander's tender, supple, fleshy, and fragrant penis again.
If you ask me what I look like?
I practice Sanda and boxing, and I know that although I'm tall and strong, I have a
baby face that never seems to grow up.
I followed the company commander wholeheartedly; we were practically one person, unmatched by any other company.
At the end-of-year regimental summary meeting, after the awards ceremony, back in the company, at the dinner table, everyone's eyes were practically slits with laughter
. The company commander was overjoyed; he laughed heartily in front of the political instructor, deputy political instructor, and several platoon leaders.
He laughed and teased me, saying, "No matter how much merit you make, I won't praise him." He grabbed my
arm, holding a glass of beer, and pointed at my baby face: "Haha, a handsome guy like you, why bother with
Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) or being a soldier? You should learn to sing or dance; it's easier and you earn more money."
"Every time I go to a meeting or on a business trip, I take him with me."
The company commander took a sip of his beer and continued, "Haha, especially when we go to local units, no matter where we go
, no matter old or young, male or female, everyone's eyes are on him, staring at this handsome soldier.
They just keep looking and vying to talk to him."
"Nobody pays any attention to me, the company commander. It makes my old face, which is as rough as tree bark, feel so
embarrassed."
"We were looking for someone to help us out, but—haha, he's always the third wheel."
The company commander laughed until tears streamed down his face: "But, haha, with him around, things are much easier."
"From now on, don't let him follow me. Just stick with him." The company commander laughed, pulling my arm and pointing at the political instructor
. "Anyway, the political instructor has a wife, so he'll be a perfect third wheel for you."
"Haha, haha, haha."
The whole company was excited, bursting into laughter inside and outside the mess hall. The joyful sounds made my face as
red as a monkey's bottom. I couldn't tell if this was praise or public humiliation. But I knew for sure that the company commander meant no
harm.
A few days later, when we went to the regiment to receive an award and stayed together again that night, the company commander stared
at me with a knowing smile, chuckling incessantly.
During sex, the company commander's excitement exceeded my expectations. He was panting heavily, his face and neck flushed, his passion running high
. I was also extremely excited, of course. I vaguely heard him say, "My darling, I can't bear to give the good stuff
to anyone else." Ah, the company commander was jealous.
That night, I was especially excited. We took turns having sex and oral sex, barely sleeping all night.
My body is tough and resilient, hardened by countless falls and blows. Even during sex, I exert myself fully. Although I've
had sexual relations with two women before, the feeling of holding a soft, slippery woman in my arms,
who cries out in pain with the slightest force, making me cautious and gentle, is nothing compared to the
feeling of holding the strong company commander in my arms and fucking him. We can make love wildly, kiss passionately, embrace tightly, caress freely
, knead wantonly, indulge in unrestrained pleasure—the feeling of complete ecstasy is unforgettable.
Two strong men making love, decisive and satisfying, is a perfect combination of strength and beauty, emotion and sex—
the most pleasurable experience, almost always reaching a state of complete ecstasy. I always long to hold the company commander's strong
body in my arms and fuck him again with all my might.
II. This kind of love isn't bad either
. For a long time, I found it strange. Where did the company commander learn this method of inducing sweating, and how did he manage to hook
me?
Later I learned that the company commander was from a remote area in Northwest China. When he was a child, his family was very poor; they
often went hungry and couldn't afford medicine. Sometimes they didn't even have scallions or ginger, only pickled vegetables and salt. In
winter, when he caught a cold, they would heat the kang (a heated brick bed), drink a bowl of hot water with brown sugar, and cover themselves with blankets to sweat it out. When my childhood company commander caught a
cold, after drinking hot water, he would lean against his grandfather's chest and cover himself with blankets to sweat it out.
After I got together with the company commander, I lost interest in women and never had another girlfriend. I was completely captivated by this
man from the North, and almost forgot about women. The company commander
was dark-skinned, with a square face, twenty-five years old, and a graduate of infantry school. His bearing, discipline, military appearance
, and overall demeanor—from head to toe—exuded a crisp and efficient air, completely befitting a professional soldier. He was 1.75 meters tall,
with an exceptionally strong physique; his upper body muscles were clearly defined, including six-pack abs; the muscles in his thighs and calves were sculpted
into prominent lines. Every time he was in the bathhouse, water droplets rolled down his dark skin, and his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and narrow
hips, with every movement, made every muscle roll beneath his smooth, glossy skin,
drawing everyone's attention.
The company commander could be said to have almost none of the shortcomings of modern city men: he didn't smoke, didn't eat out, didn't drink, didn't
attend cultural performances, didn't watch movies, didn't sing, didn't dance, and certainly didn't go to shopping malls. He spent very little of his monthly salary on himself
, sending it all home, and lived and ate at the company. Aside from a few changes of clothes issued by the army, some essential
cleaning and washing supplies, and the occasional book purchase at a bookstore, he consumed almost nothing. He didn't buy any luxury goods,
nor did he possess any personal belongings; he didn't even own a wool sweater. The company commander
had very little free time. Besides his daily work, he constantly read, played chess with
the political instructor, chatted with the soldiers, and continuously supplemented, revised, and improved his training plan. Unlike others
, he had a unique individual training method.
His plan was admired throughout the entire army; it was his pride. His love for his soldiers was evident
here; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was meticulous or even considerate. His plan fully
utilized each soldier's strengths, including not only physical fitness, individual combat skills, and squad/platoon coordination, but also
their hometown customs, culture, music, art, handicrafts, and even their appearance and temperament
. In several field combat exercises, he often made the enemy extremely wary and paranoid, allowing us to seize the opportunity to win.
The word "respect" best describes his relationship with the masses—neither too close nor too distant. He spends his evenings reading
and watching television, with no other entertainment or cultural consumption. His only hobby is playing the xiao (vertical bamboo flute), which he learned from his music teacher in junior high school,
but he doesn't play it often. This is a relatively rare instrument, resembling a flute in appearance.
But the longer ones were played vertically. The sound they produced was one of emptiness, loneliness, lingering melancholy, and
desolation. Especially when he played "Su Wu Herding Sheep," it often brought tears to the eyes of listeners.
It is said that this instrument was used to scatter Xiang Yu's eight thousand soldiers. It was
the lament of suffering souls separated from their loved ones, of wronged women. I only heard him play it two or three times. Sitting beside him, it felt as if the
sound came from a distant place long ago. I looked at the company commander's rugged, dark face, which revealed a sense of loneliness
and longing. I felt that the company commander and his life were becoming more and more distant and indistinct from us, along with the sound of his flute
. I even shed tears.
The company commander said, "It will sound even better if you play it by the water at night." I didn't say anything. I thought that the company commander's material
life was indeed still far removed from our city. I thought that sitting by Kunming Lake at midnight playing the flute, the drifting, lonely
, mournful, and sorrowful sound of the flute would definitely frighten people.
The company commander was the pride of his family. His father had visited the company once, for medical treatment. He
had been bedridden for years due to a childhood injury that caused him to cough up blood. His mother cared for him, and he had a younger sister who had just gotten married last year. The harvest from the fields
was meager, barely enough to eat. The family had arranged two marriages for him, but he didn't want his descendants to remain in
the village, continuing that poor, ignorant life. So now he rarely didn't go home. Later, he dated city
girls, some of whom liked this simple, strong company commander, but after learning about his family's financial situation, they all stayed
far away.
Although the company commander came from the countryside, he entered military school at eighteen, served for four years after graduation, rising from deputy platoon leader,
platoon leader, deputy company commander, until last year when he was promoted to captain and company commander—a career soldier. He was extremely capable in managing his life,
keeping everything in perfect order. I was born and raised in this city, with no health problems whatsoever. I am
heterosexual and have a woman of my own. After that experience, I actually fell in love with this company commander, this man
. What captivated me about the company commander was his very being; I found several things about him that aroused my desire and fascination.
First, it was his scent—his strong masculinity, a rich
, uniquely pungent body odor characteristic of a powerful man.
Women often have a milky, sweet, cloying scent, a kind of intoxicating aroma
that can make men dizzy. The company commander's scent, however, could invigorate any man. Try smelling him.
After a bath, it was a pleasant, wild, meaty aroma—the faint
scent of fresh beef that all men possess. That's the kind of scent that evokes desire in men. If he played basketball and
worked up a sweat, his body odor would become even stronger, a scent I love most: braised pork, which
aroused my desire and a possessive urge. Perhaps it was the scent of a male musk deer.
The robust company commander was like a bull; the scent of his groin was so strong and pleasant, like spiced
beef jerky. After a shower, I wanted to hug and smell him; after playing basketball, I wanted to grab him, bite him, and devour him.
Secondly, the company commander's head was the most endearing feature. While not conventionally handsome, he was undeniably
pleasing to the eye. A square head, a broad face, a buzz cut, single eyelids, small but bright. Up close
, his dark, gleaming eyes seemed to blaze with fire, making you afraid to meet their gaze for fear of being burned. He had trained in wrestling;
the muscles on his thick neck were clearly visible. His dark face revealed a set of pearly white teeth when he smiled. Yet, his
face was utterly unremarkable; anyone who saw it would quickly forget it—just an ordinary Chinese man.
I also love how, after he's just shaved, his dark cheeks and thick, luscious lips, framed by a bluish stubble,
create an effect only a woman could achieve with lipstick. I can't get enough of staring at the company commander whenever I see him. Kissing him, those
luscious lips and tongue are incredibly soft, delicious, and powerful.
The company commander has a habit of clenching his teeth; his jaw muscles are particularly well-developed. When he's thinking or angry, you can see
the muscles under his cheeks twitching. At that moment, I think of carnivores like wolves and lions.
Normally, the company commander's square face is dark, and his skin looks rough, but when he gets excited, or
after a game of basketball, especially during sex, his face glows, becoming brighter the more excited he gets. If he sweats
, his broad, flat forehead, straight nose, and cheeks all take on a reddish-glossy color—
the color of Dongpo pork, fresh, moist, and tender, with a rich meaty aroma. Anyone who sees it wants to hold it in their arms and take a bite. This
head, everything on this face, this man's head that made me forget about women.
Thirdly, the company commander's large hands were another place worthy of caressing. The moment the company commander stretched out his hands, you
knew they were a man's hands. Hands of someone who earned his living through strength. The company commander wasn't tall, only 1.75 meters
, but his hands were unusually large. His fingers were about the same thickness from top to bottom, the fingertips were muscular, the joints were strong, his palms were wide,
the flesh was thick, the skin was ruddy, and the blue veins and tendons on the back of his hands stood out. Touching the company commander's hands, they weren't
rough, but rather had a firm, resilient feel. It simultaneously reminded me
of a tightly stretched Simmons mattress on a luxurious terrazzo floor in a room, and how I longed to lie in its embrace, press it against my face, and have a good, restful
sleep. Smelling those large hands, a warm scent, a faint aroma of grass and the fragrance of Dongpo pork, I
felt an urge to put them in my mouth and take a bite.
Whenever those large hands embraced me, I felt like an infant returning to my mother's arms
, immediately opening my mouth to search for the breasts I longed for. A strong desire arose, invigorating me, and
I stretched out my arms to hold my lover tightly in my embrace, wishing I could immediately merge with the company commander.
When it caressed me, it was warm and gentle; when it lifted me, the stability and security
made me feel as warm, comfortable, and safe as lying in a warm bed.
Fourth, the company commander's breasts were another place I lingered. Because I had two girlfriends and
had sex with them multiple times, almost all women like men to suckle their breasts. Facing
those large, white, soft, and plump breasts that exuded a milky fragrance, I had no appetite. But they all just closed their eyes,
lying quietly, like offering themselves to a tiger, sacrificing themselves for mercy, showing no enthusiasm whatsoever.
My interest waned considerably. But no one had ever tasted my breasts or pectoral muscles.
The company commander was different; his breasts weren't a lump, but rather
a solid, square mass of muscle beneath his dark skin. When I rubbed them, they trembled, and with a little pressure, they would harden
. Around his nipples grew stiff, short hairs. When I stroked these hairs with both hands, his
pectoral muscles would quiver, making him unbearably itchy and beg for mercy.
Then, while playing with one of his nipples, I'd take the opportunity to devour the other one, giving it
a gentle bite—so satisfying! I'd suckle continuously. Alternating between eating, biting, and playing with them, my hands and mouth felt incredibly good
. A rich, meaty aroma filled the air; the meat was tender and smooth, even more satisfying than eating squid or sea cucumber. At that moment, the company commander's large
hands would gently stroke my head and back, softly saying, "Oh—, oh—." After a while,
the company commander would play with me like this, devouring my breasts and pectoral muscles.
It was a wonderful feeling that tingled from my chest all the way to my heart, then spread throughout my entire body. I would also use my own large
hands to stroke the company commander's square, dark face and large head, along with his strong back, closing my eyes to breathe and enjoy
the masculine scent emanating from his dark skin. We would play this game alternately for a long time, experiencing
that wondrous feeling. Fifth, his penis wasn't long, just very dark and thick, with two densely covered, dark
hairy testicles hanging beside it. When erect, it looked like a thick, purplish-black eggplant, clumsy, swaying, and upside down.
It was warm, firm, and incredibly elastic. Grabbing it in my large hand, it filled my entire mouth, revealing a huge,
dark blue-green head of penis. It felt amazing.
The company commander shoved it into my mouth, slowly arching his strong buttocks as his penis pushed in. I opened my mouth wide, and
it reached right up to my throat. At that moment, the company commander was in ecstasy: "Oh—, oh," he groaned softly. I gently
licked and bit the company commander's thick penis; its supple, smooth, tender, and chewy fleshy aroma was incomparable
. The company commander didn't have much body hair, except for a large patch of shiny, dark pubic hair below his navel, around his penis, scrotum, groin, and down to his anus—
thick and dense. I liked to put my hand there and stroke it constantly
, and the company commander would place his hand in mine. Whenever we lay side by side, talking, my large hand would
constantly stroke the company commander's genitals, the thick pubic hair rustling softly.
Ever since that one night of revelry with the company commander, I've always fantasized about holding him in my arms, touching
his thick pubic hair again, and enjoying his tender, supple, and fragrant big black cock.
Sixth, when the company commander was young, his family was very poor, and he rarely wore shoes. His big feet grew freely. The words long,
big, wide, and flat suffice to describe them.
Both of our feet were quite big, but the company commander's feet were wider than mine, and mine were
slightly longer. Our toes were equally strong, with thick joints and full muscles. They gave off a
sense of reliability, dependability, and stability. I loved seeing him barefoot in slippers, especially the kind where his big toe was gripping the strap.
I bought two pairs, one for each of us. Because we didn't wear shoes as children, neither the company commander nor I had athlete's foot. His dark,
grown-up bare feet and thick, long toes were always pleasing and refreshing to the eye. Even just seeing the company commander
standing barefoot on the ground, his five thick toes stomping on the earth, made me feel at ease.
Although I longed for another chance to meet with him, opportunities were rare. Only when we went to meetings at the regiment
or went on business trips could we find an excuse to stay a day or two later. Fortunately, the construction plan for our physical training center was finalized
, and we both had to go to the city for several weeks in a row, then we'd make up excuses about having business to do the next day and stay in a hotel for a pleasant
night.
During this time, the company commander visited my house several times and introduced me to a neighbor who owned a restaurant in our compound. Their eldest daughter had taken a
liking to him and asked someone to act as matchmaker. When I described the company commander's character and family situation, his family exclaimed, "
Where can you find a young man like that? That's perfect! We've been looking for a son-in-law! We just don't know if he'd be willing to
come to our door!"
A brilliant mind, a life of poverty. In the company commander alone, you can see
the vast difference between the developed eastern regions and the impoverished western regions. I love the company commander, and I know I'm a wanderer from the big city. I can't
bring myself to speak to him; I don't know how to tell him. I know that girl is a good person, and I feel this is
an opportunity to help the company commander settle down and integrate into our city life. I don't want him to return
to that impoverished countryside when he's discharged or transferred. To keep him here, I must arrange this marriage for him, so he can put down roots in
this big city. Yes, in the next few days, I'll get the political instructor involved; or maybe the regimental commander. We should go to the girl's house first
, give her some advice, and then act as matchmakers for the company commander.
III. Love Again
Shortly after that award ceremony...
At the beginning of spring, right after the company meeting, the company commander instructed the communications officer, "You'll live with the clerk.
Move the deputy company commander's bedding to the company headquarters so we can live together; it'll be more convenient if we need to discuss anything."
"I'm fine living with the platoon leader, so don't move," I replied. I knew this was the company commander's recognition of my character and work
, and while I was pleased, I had to be polite.
After giving the order, the company commander's bright black eyes shone as he smiled at me, "I've wronged
you these past two years."
"That's settled then, Political Instructor. Is there anything else?" The company commander was decisive and adept at handling things, always
putting the political instructor first. "Deputy Company Commander Guo, we all see the work you've done this year. The company commander wants you
to live with him mainly for work convenience. Don't make excuses anymore, okay?" The political instructor
always spoke so eloquently: "I hope you can continue your efforts next year and achieve even greater success."
The whole company admired my Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) skills. The political instructor clearly saw my move as
another form of reward from the company commander.
"Meeting adjourned," the company commander instructed the communications officer, Xiao Liu. "Xiao Liu, you help the deputy company commander move."
The company headquarters office was on the second floor, one bright and one dark. The middle room, about fifty or sixty square meters, served as both office and
meeting room. To the east was a suite with a bathroom, with two doors leading to the company headquarters office or directly into...
Entering the corridor, I saw the company commander and communications officer living there. Next to the office on the west side was a small suite, occupied only by the clerk
, who also stored files and documents.
The political instructor lived alone in a separate suite next to the company headquarters on the east side. As the deputy company commander, I was entitled to
a single room, but I was used to communal living and didn't want to be alone. So, I
shared a room with the platoon leader and the others.
The company commander was all smiles that afternoon and around dinner time. Although I was overjoyed, I felt a little embarrassed
. Others assumed I was feeling awkward about suddenly moving in with the company commander; little did they know I was longing for his
large, attractive penis, a pre-wedding shyness—I had fallen in love with this strong, muscular man.
The company commander, true to his manly nature, remained calm and composed, giving orders with ease and
grace. Only after lights out did he suddenly embrace me: "Ah, Big Guy, I was about to burst!"
His stubble-covered, rosy lips were so soft and hot, and a passionate kiss ensued. My immediate response was
to offer my tongue and a stronger embrace, to which the commander immediately sucked harder.
I felt his face was warm; I imagined it must be as red as Dongpo pork.
"Ah, Big Guy, let me undress you." The commander's breathing quickened, his movements swift and decisive; in a few moments
, he had stripped me naked from head to toe. His hot lips moved rapidly across my face, eyes, nose, ears,
neck, and lips, sucking and gently biting. His hands weren't idle either; while kissing
, he hurriedly stripped naked, kicked off his canvas shoes, pulled off his socks, and barefoot,
picked up my large, heavy body without a word. I clung tightly to the company commander's neck, and he strode
towards the bathroom. He placed me in the bathtub and turned on the hot water. He immediately and habitually climbed on top of me, his lips still
roaming over my face, neck, and shoulders, the hot water spraying over our heads and bodies.
"Big guy, you're such a charmer, I think about you every day, I'm almost dying of longing. I've never
slept with anyone like this before. Now I want to hold you every day."
"Ah—, brother, I want to hold you too." Although the company commander didn't say it aloud, I knew he was referring
to a woman. I didn't know what to say: "Brother, it feels so good to be holding you, you're so handsome."
"Big guy, you're pretty handsome too."
We unconsciously changed how we addressed each other: "Brother, let me wash you." I grabbed his already hard, thick penis and
washed it very carefully from the inside out. The company commander stood there, hot water poured over him from head to toe. I
washed his strong body carefully with a towel from front to back, washing every strong muscle. I washed his head, face, nose, neck
, chest, and breasts while he was standing, then I squatted down to wash his strong buttocks, thighs, pubic hair, and scrotum.
When I got to his big, black penis, I even pulled back the foreskin and washed the dark blue glans, all the way down to his big toes, stroking and
kissing him to my heart's content. He also washed me from head to toe, then dried himself and me.
"Ah, let me carry you."
"I'm so big, it feels weird for you to carry me, I'm not used to it."
The company commander smiled, "No matter how big you are, I don't care. Today I'm carrying my wife." I didn't
argue. He kissed my cheek hard. Back in the room, he put me on the bed and held my
head tightly, climbing on top of me.
The company commander's passion surpassed that of a young man; his powerful kisses and sucking that night are unforgettable. Two huge, hard
, hot, and overflowing penises pressed together. My response was to hug his
buttocks tightly and knead his strong, hard buttocks with all my might.
The heating in the company was very strong, and we didn't cover ourselves with blankets. We were both breathing heavily, either you were carrying me or I was carrying
you, sometimes lying down, sometimes sitting, sometimes standing, almost twisting and turning in each other's arms
, caressing each other's entire bodies.
When the company commander suckled my chest and nipples, a tingling, itchy sensation seeped into my heart, spreading from my chest to my entire
body, making me tremble with pleasure. When I took his nipple in my mouth, the company commander trembled too. He
held me tighter, sucking hard on my pectoral muscles and nipples—it felt amazing.
His mouth then moved towards my hairy lower abdomen. I pushed the company commander around. His thick penis was right in front of
my lips, and I gently licked it. His body reacted. I licked and sucked, and the company commander's hot,
black penis entered my mouth. I sucked hard—it smelled so good. The company
commander and I moved in unison towards each other's large penis and scrotum growing in our pubic hair, our noses pressed against
each other's pubic hair, breathing in the rich scent of flesh, rubbing our thick hair together, licking, sucking, and gently biting
each other's penises and scrotums.
Before long, we were both sweating profusely and panting heavily. I can't describe
how long we made love that night. The company commander was still on top of me in the 69 position,
sucking my hard, thick penis for a long time; and I, of course, was taking care of his thick penis in return. My mouth was
filled with the delicious, tender, supple, and chewy flavor of the company commander's penis. It gave my nose, lips, and tongue an incomparably wonderful
experience; our strong buttocks were moving quickly and powerfully.
We played like this from the bed to the floor, and then to the sofa.
I even lifted the company commander upside down, his big feet pointing to the sky, his thighs tightly clamping my
head. In front of me were two firm buttocks, with the dark red fleshy rings surrounded by black hair vaguely visible.
In front of my nose were the company commander's thick, black-haired testicles, and around my mouth were thick pubic hairs, while the company commander's thick, black penis was inserted into my
mouth. A strong, pungent smell filled the air. I took his smooth, fleshy, thick black cock in my mouth,
gently biting and sucking hard; it smelled and tasted good. The company commander's head was down, his hands were around my waist, his
mouth was holding my big cock, and his thighs were clamping my head; my big hands were around his shoulders, my arms were tightly wrapped around the
company commander's back, and pressed against my crotch. This standing 69 position was simply amazing. I was holding the company commander's
big buttocks and arching my own buttocks forward with all my might; with the company commander's hard cock in my mouth,
and my own big cock being bitten and sucked by the company commander, my whole body felt amazing.
Time seemed to stand still. We played around for what felt like forever when I suddenly felt the company commander's testicles tighten and
his strong muscles tremble slightly. My heart clenched, and my whole body trembled. The company commander's solid muscles trembled along with him
, his strong buttocks jiggling rapidly as his thick, muscular penis slid in and out
of my mouth, the large glans pressing against my throat. Warm streams of semen shot directly into
my esophagus.
My excitement reached its peak, and my own penis, too, pressed against his throat, spraying my essence, wave after
wave, into the company commander's throat.
I really loved the taste of the company commander's semen—sticky, fishy, and a little sweet. I licked his penis and
testicles clean.
I sat up, and the company commander was still straddling my thighs, still holding my big, black penis, licking his lips
.
My big black cock had been licked until it shone brightly by the company commander. He smiled and stared at me intently, "Big
guy, your big cock meat and milk taste really good, so fragrant. From now on, I'll have big cock meat to eat and
milk to drink every day."
"Brother, okay, you eat my big cock meat and drink my milk every day, and I'll provide it exclusively for you every day." I laughed
and stroked the company commander's big head.
"Hahaha, big guy, if I eat this stuff, you won't have a cock anymore, and you won't be able to live." The company commander
said happily, kissing my big cock. "Hehe, I'm willing to give you anything to eat, brother. But if I go missing, you
'll have to file a murder case." I saw the company commander put down his cock and then nibble on my thigh, so I deliberately teased him. I
grabbed my thick, erect, big black cock and rubbed it all over the company commander's dark forehead and face, the precum
constantly oozing from the glans getting all over his nose and face.
I continued to grip my hard, thick black cock, smearing it all over his face, lips, and chin, covering it
with the precum that oozed from it. The sensation of my cock rubbing against the company commander's incredibly masculine dark face
was simply exhilarating.
"Haha, I've been a company commander for years, and I can't even handle this much?" My cock smeared its way
onto his dark face again, covering him in precum.
"You big oaf, rubbing your black cock on your big brother's face like that."
The company commander snatched my big cock, kissed the huge, bluish-black glans, and said smugly, "Haha
, I've eaten your thing, from head to toe, skin and flesh, bone and hair,
cleanly, leaving not a single trace."
"Hahaha, without evidence, what grounds are you to sue me?"
"Ah—, then you won't get to play next time either." I pretended to be scared: "On the first day, you wanted to eat me,
you should hurry up and buy life insurance. When I disappear, my mom can still get some money."
"Silly boy, no one's going to eat your stinky flesh. Get dressed, check the sentry." He kissed my hard cock
, got up and put on his clothes while laughing, winking at me: "Don't think you're so big, save your big cock for me, when I
come back, I'll eat your big black cock properly and drink your milk properly."
"Big guy, I've never cuddled anyone to sleep before. From now on, I'll cuddle you every day," he
whispered in my ear. I smiled but didn't say anything. The company commander didn't even wipe his face, drank a glass of water, and got dressed.
The semen I'd smeared on his face with my penis had dried. We went to check the sentry post one after the other. The company
commander was twenty-eight, and I was twenty-four. Two strong, muscular men, only now starting to play this penis-sucking sex
game, they had no idea of fatigue. We continued after checking the sentry post, until dawn, still in the 69 position, each of us ejaculating
three times. The company commander and I still had our penises hard and erect, still wanting more. That night, we were so full of energy that we
didn't sleep at all.
After that, we would each have sex before and after checking the sentry post every night before going to sleep. I was absolutely ecstatic during those days.
Nobody knew what kind of tricks their deputy company commander and company commander were playing every night.
Soon after, good news came from the regiment that the company commander might be promoted.
I knew I couldn't let him return to the impoverished countryside after his demobilization. I saw this as a good opportunity to find him a wife, and decided to go see the regimental
commander the next day
.
My happy days with the company commander didn't last long; less than four months later,
he was promoted to deputy regimental commander. At the farewell banquet in the company, in this purely male-dominated society, there was no shortage of alcohol. The company
commander, who never drank, was a little drunk. Surrounded by everyone, he left the mess hall and returned to the company headquarters. Because
he was so drunk, the political instructor specifically instructed me: just take good care of "Deputy Regimental Commander Li," he only
needed to check the sentry posts.
I saw everyone off, returned, locked the door, helped the company commander and myself take off our clothes, prepared hot water, then
carried the company commander into the bathroom. He held my hand tightly and patted my shoulder. He then
hugged me tightly: "Big guy, don't say anything more, I'm a man who knows what's good for me." He opened his mouth wide and bit
my lips. I immediately hugged his dark head and offered my tongue. That night, I washed him from head
to toe, carefully washing every muscle and every inch of skin, then dried him, and then hugged the company commander's strong body, put
him on the bed, and covered him with the blanket. I really didn't want to leave the company commander. The company commander told me to get into bed, but I sat naked
on the edge of his bed: "Brother, you're leaving tomorrow, I want to see you a little longer."
"Hehe, you big dummy, I'm not a panda, you've seen them before, okay, I'll let you see
as much as you want." He simply pulled back the blanket, lay naked, and laughed, putting his hands behind his head, revealing a thick patch of
dark, shiny armpit hair.
Like me, the company commander had almost no fat on his body after years of hard training in the army, his whole
body was made of strong, muscular muscles.
I admired the company commander's naked body from head to toe, stroking his smooth, shiny brown skin.
His buzz cut, dark, square face, and broad shoulders, thick back, long arms, large hands, slender waist, thick legs, and large feet were all clearly visible, with
muscles bulging beneath his brown skin. His thick, dark penis was already erect and throbbing, the glans dark
and shiny, oozing with precum. Except for his beard, armpits, and the area around his penis covered in shiny black pubic hair, the rest of his body...
Fang was almost hairless. What a youthful, strong, and sexy man.
I climbed on top of the company commander, pulled him into my arms, and kissed him. His large hands immediately tightened around me,
stroking my broad back from top to bottom.
I simply sat on the bed, holding him in my arms, kissing him while my large hands
stroked his muscular body down to his feet. It was warm, soft, and smooth; I could feel the rolling,
undulating, strong, and large muscles of his entire body. I touched the two dark mulberry-like nipples on his bulging pectoral muscles,
then leaned down and licked them repeatedly with my tongue. The faint masculine scent filled my nostrils, and I quickly filled my mouth with them, while my hand played with
the other nipple.
The company commander began to moan softly, his large hands gently stroking my head and back.
The company commander said I had the upper body of a handsome man and the lower body of a wild beast. I had a baby face and barely any beard.
Although my upper body was broad-shouldered and thick-armed, I only had a small patch of fine black hair around my chest, and not much body hair anywhere else.
My lower body was quite different; from my navel down, you could hardly see the color of my skin, it was all dark body hair,
and it rustled when you touched it. Because I specialized in boxing and Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), my muscles, while not as
exaggerated as those of a weightlifter or bodybuilder, were still broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, with arms as thick as rafters and legs as thick as pillars. Every muscle was hard and
bulging, every vein thick and prominent, plus a pair of size 44 feet and a large penis.
The company commander's dark face glowed red, and his bright black eyes stared at me. The more I looked, the
more excited I became, my breathing grew heavier, and I pounced on him. "Brother, I don't know when we'll have another chance. Today, I'm going to have
my fill of you." The company commander responded vaguely. I frantically manipulated the company commander's body,
kissing, sucking, nibbling, stroking, and kneading him from head to toe for a while. The company commander responded with gentle caresses and continuous
kisses. This time, I straddled the company commander's chest, held his head, and took the initiative to put my big cock into his mouth
. With a flip, I opened my mouth and took in his hot, muscular, slippery, and tender black cock. Soon we
reached our climax, drenched in sweat, our bodies flushed and intertwined.
We played like this, with cocks in our mouths, almost frantically, swallowing each other's thick,
pungent semen. It was already two or three o'clock, and neither the company commander nor I felt sleepy. The company commander climbed on top of me,
his hand groping through my dark pubic hair.
"Big guy, brother, you're really strong."
The company commander grabbed my still-erect penis, which was still hard and throbbing. His dark, bright
eyes stared at me intently for a while before saying, "I'm leaving tomorrow, so I'll let you fuck me today."
I froze, thinking I hadn't heard him clearly.
"Big guy, you go—brother." He whispered in my ear, drawing out the sound. I hesitated for a moment, then rolled over,
grabbed his two thick thighs, hoisted them onto my shoulders, pressed them against my buttocks, and knelt beneath the company commander. With one
hand holding my own penis, I moistened the other with saliva and massaged the company commander's dark red anus surrounded by dark hair.
The sight of the capable and robust company commander brought my excitement to its peak. My penis was as hard as cast iron, pressing against his anus
. I smeared some saliva on the head of my penis, took a deep breath, and thrust my hips
forward. After a long while, the head of my penis finally slid in with a whoosh.
"Oh, oh—," the company commander gritted his teeth, "You'll get fucked by me."
I began to slowly thrust in and out. He hissed beneath me, his dark, bright eyes fixed on me:
"Big guy, you fucked me today, and you'll never forget me."
I froze again, a pang of sadness gripping my heart. Tears streamed down my face, dripping onto him.
"Stop being a sissy, I'll tell you to fuck, so fuck me." He hugged me, a little impatiently, "Big guy,
you can fuck me however you want, I've wanted your big cock for a long time."
I quickly climbed on top of the company commander, wrapped my arms around his head, and put my tongue into his mouth. He immediately sucked hard
, his legs clamping my head, his big hands gently stroking my back. His passion, and his
hot, tight, slippery asshole, made my cock as hard as it could get.
The company commander lay face up, I lifted his legs and hoisted them onto my shoulders, revealing the pink
flesh ring hidden by his thick black hair. My thick, hard cock tried to go in and out of the company commander's dark red asshole, warm, moist
, soft, and elastic. The moment my large, black penis entered the company commander's body, I trembled with pleasure.
His penis was as hard as iron. I slowly arched my strong buttocks, my rock-hard penis moving in and
out of his body, making him grit his teeth and grimace in pain.
The company commander hissed, "Ah, big guy, take it easy."
I watched as my penis moved in and out of the company commander's dark red flesh, surrounded by black hair, with each thrust causing his hard,
black penis to tremble. Soon, the company commander closed his eyes in pleasure. I leaned down and kissed his
dark cheeks and rosy lips. He put his tongue in my mouth, and I immediately sucked on this incredibly delicious taste.
My first time with a man was when I held my dream lover—the strong, muscular company commander—in my arms and fucked him. My excitement
was palpable. The sensation of my thick, hard penis being inserted into the company commander's warm, tight anus was completely different from simply sucking on a penis
. I had no idea that such a soft, warm, and smooth place existed within the company commander's strong, muscular body.
I was incredibly excited and ecstatic. My penis was harder than ever before, inserted into the company commander's warm, tight
anus. The thought of my body and the company commander's body being united here made me feel like I was drunk,
my head spinning.
I held the company commander's strong body in my arms, not daring to let go too much, thrusting slowly. After only a few thrusts, the company commander
's reaction changed. His thick arms wrapped around my head, kissing and nibbling: "Oh—, so comfortable
, big guy, give me some strength, give me a good fucking with your big cock."
Hearing the company commander's words, I felt like I had received a royal decree, holding him tightly, my shoulders supporting his thick, hairy legs.
I pressed my entire body against him, my lips searching for his rough stubble and soft, red lips, while my
big cock began to thrust violently.
It was the first time I had inserted my big cock into the company commander's body; it was warm, tight, and slippery. Holding the company commander's strong body...
Seeing the platoon leader's thick, dark, erect penis against his muscular body, the wonderful feeling was truly
unique. My hot, hard penis thrust in and out of the platoon leader's anus with great force, making his buttocks
thump loudly, a tight, warm, and slippery feeling beyond compare.
I watched as the company commander panted, his dark face revealing excitement and satisfaction. My excitement reached
its peak as well. My large penis was tightly inserted into his warm anus. I hugged the company commander—this strong man—and
crawled all over the bed, it was so exhilarating. I fucked him lying down; then I put him on the table, still nibbling and sucking on
his big feet and thick toes, and fucked him standing up; then I put him on the sofa, carrying his legs, and fucked him sitting
up for a while; then I played with his hard, hot, black penis for a while
, and nibbled on his big feet, sucking on each of his thick, long toes. I made the company commander lie on his stomach, climbed on his back,
and sat on his thighs, my large penis inserted into his anus, my vagina slamming against his strong, fleshy
buttocks, trembling and throbbing, fucking him relentlessly, it was so exhilarating. Before long, I was
drenched in sweat. My strength was no match for me. Inhaling the company commander's rich scent, I held his muscular body,
moving him freely, lying down, forward, backward, up, down, back and forth. I trembled with pleasure.
I utterly adored this honest, strong man beneath me. I would fuck him for a while, look at him for a while, kiss him for a while,
then fuck him again. The company commander, with his eyes closed, groaned softly, clearly enjoying himself.
We were both panting and drenched in sweat. He stared at me blankly: "Oh, oh, big guy,
you're really something. You've fucked me good today, and I've had my fill." His eyes were glazed, his whole body relaxed
, letting me do as I pleased. His large hands pinched my nipples, his whole body frozen in pleasure.
Seeing my usually valiant and capable company commander reduced to such a wanton state by my fucking only fueled my excitement. Another
round of sprinting thrusts ensued, and we remained locked in a tight embrace, endlessly mating. The feeling of fucking anus
is completely different from oral sex. The company commander's anus shifted in tightness and looseness, gripping my large penis with indescribable pleasure
. That day, I fucked him thoroughly for the first time.
In the end, I carried his thighs on my shoulders, constantly varying the intensity and pace of my movements,
each time leaving only the head of my penis inside before slowly pushing it in, then thrusting hard at the end. Just a few thrusts were enough to make the company commander tremble: "Oh, oh, big guy, you're going to fuck me to death, oh—" 　　Sweat immediately beaded on
his forehead . 　　Although I had already given him my semen twice today, and ejaculated twice in his mouth... But 　　the excitement of fucking the company commander's asshole for the first time made me reach orgasm and ejaculate twice more that night, and I enthusiastically fucked the company commander 　　twice in a row. 　　To my surprise, the company commander also ejaculated after being fucked by me. A flash of white light, and the company commander 　　spurted thick semen from his thick black penis, splashing us all over, and the whole room was filled with the strong, 　　fishy smell of the company commander's semen. 　　The first time I fucked the company commander, my ejaculation was like a floodgate being opened, a 　　feeling of releasing years of pent-up energy, making me feel great from head to toe, I was completely stunned. When I poured all the essence I had accumulated over the years into the company commander 　　's body, the company commander and I were both as hard as 500,000, so comfortable that we didn't want to move, and it was almost dawn 　　. 　　The company commander's white semen sprayed in clumps on his chest, body and face. I lay on 　　top of the company commander, licking up every last drop of his semen, even his thick, black penis, until it was completely smooth… 　　“Oh—, big guy, you’re really strong, and you’re really good. Where did you put your big cock? You 　　fucked me until I was gushing out, you fucked me so good. My whole body is sore and weak, I’m almost paralyzed. Today I’ve 　　been your wife, you hug me, wash me.” 　　“Hehe, hehe, brother, my big cock really hit your best spot today, it felt so good. Hehe.” 　　I hugged the company commander’s head tightly and kissed him hard, laughing triumphantly. 　　The company commander kissed me affectionately, and I remained on top of him, not wanting to get up. When I picked up the company commander’s strong 　　body to wash myself and the company commander, I saw the red stains on the paper and realized that I had made the company commander 　　bleed quite a bit. 　　I said with deep remorse, "Brother, I was only thinking about my own pleasure and didn't see anything. I'm so sorry." I 　　hugged the strong man again, washing him and playing with his whole body and every muscle. 　　"Big guy, was it good? I've been wanting you to fuck me for a long time. I didn't expect you to give me 　　a second chance on the first time." 　　"Hehe, big guy, my good brother, don't forget, I gave you my virginity." The company commander hugged me, 　　his rosy lips kissing my face repeatedly. 　　I was stunned, my large hands rubbing the company commander's broad, smooth back: "I'll miss you in the future, brother. 　　And don't forget, you still have a younger brother suffering here." 　　"Brother, you'll always be my brother. Today you made your brother die of pleasure." 　　We were both wide awake. The company commander lay on my grown body, hugging my big head, kissing me incessantly. 　　We hugged each other tightly, kissing and caressing each other. 　　The next day, the regiment's car came to pick him up. The company commander's luggage was simple: several bundles of books, two bags, and a few 　　changes of clothes. As everyone saw him off to the car, the company commander walked with his legs spread wide. He changed the subject with a wry smile, "Unlucky me, 　　had a couple too many drinks yesterday, and my hemorrhoids flared up." 　　He leaned out of the car, waving to everyone, his eyes sweeping over me, "Don't forget this country 　　bumpkin." I knew the company commander's words were specifically meant for me. 　　Tears welled up in my eyes; I couldn't bear it, so I told the political instructor, quickly drove the company 　　car, and practically dragged the company commander into my car. The regimental car led the way, and I followed closely behind. 　　Neither the company commander nor I exchanged a single word the entire way. Only after we got out of the car did he tightly grasp my hand, his bright black eyes 　　looking at me, "Remember, come see me often." I nodded vigorously. Later, everyone said the company commander had double happiness; 　　he soon got married to the young woman who owned a restaurant. The gift I gave him was a pair of custom-made gemstone-encrusted...

Shi's fancy silver ring. I was on duty in the company on his wedding day and didn't go.
After the company commander left, no new company commander was transferred, and I served as acting company commander for more than half a year. Finally, in the seventh month,
I was officially promoted.
I knew I was a prodigal son, not suited for military life, and that I was able to become a full company commander entirely thanks to the company commander's
hard work and support.
The company commander was different from me; he was born to be a soldier. Once he broke through the status of a grassroots commander, he
was no longer limited by his background or social standing. His intelligence, talent, diligence, and even his style would surely
impress the higher-ups. Sure enough, in just five years, he was promoted from deputy regimental commander to full regimental commander, then from division chief of staff to full
division commander, and at thirty-four, he became a colonel and deputy division commander. His family life was harmonious and happy, but he didn't bring his wife to
the army base. The restaurant owner's business also flourished after marrying the lucky company commander
. Especially after the company commander was promoted to deputy division commander, she actually opened three restaurants. Even when she came, she would only bring the company commander some food
and supplies, stay for a night or two, and then leave in a hurry.
Our relationship, whether you call it fate or affection, was such that we never became
partners who truly satisfied each other. We were friends for seven or eight years, and often, we would only have a 　　secret tryst
once every one or two months, or even three or four months . 　　Every time we made love, our passion remained the same. The company commander always let me fuck him, but he never actually 　　slept with me. Several times I begged him to fuck me, and he would always laugh and say, "Big guy, I'll let you eat my black cock. I 　　love watching handsome guys drool over black cocks. Put some effort into eating my black cock properly. I've saved up 　　quite a bit of semen for you. I'll let you drink my semen, give you all my essence, energy, and spirit, and then you can 　　fuck me back with your big cock." 　　I would lie between his legs, holding his tight, firm buttocks with both hands, my mouth nibbling and 　　biting at his thick pubic hair, his inner thighs, and his scrotum. I loved the strong, pungent smell of the company commander's crotch. 　　With his thick, black, hard cock in my mouth, slippery and tender, like a sea cucumber, and my hands grasping and touching the company commander 　　's strong lower body, I was enjoying myself immensely. 　　The company commander always lay there with a beaming smile, looking thoroughly enjoying himself. His thick, muscular legs were spread wide, and he 　　would tightly grip my head with his large, hard hands, pressing it against his crotch. His other hand would grab his 　　hard, hot, black penis and rub it all over my face, mouth, and head. Seeing 　　my face covered in his penis's fluids, he would grin smugly. 　　I ignored him, continuing to stroke him back and forth. I would fondle his dark pubic hair, play with his 　　large, black testicles, and savor the sensation of nibbling on his thick, hard, black-haired thighs, or simply swallow 　　his large, black penis whole. 　　Every time I press my tongue against the glans of the company commander's black penis, using my teeth to gently lick the hard shaft, slowly 　　biting towards the swollen head, finally reaching the frenulum, the company commander would groan repeatedly 　　, closing his eyes in pleasure, and gently arching his strong buttocks as his thick, black penis automatically moved in 　　and out of my mouth. 　　We had done this many times, and swallowing the company commander's thick penis completely was no problem for me. My mouth could 　　now accommodate the large black penis going in and out completely, until he was panting, his whole body trembling, his thick, hard black penis 　　fully inserted into my mouth, reaching all the way to my throat, contracting and throbbing violently, 　　spraying thick, slightly fishy, salty, hot semen directly into my throat, which I accepted without question, swallowing it all. 　　I loved the strong masculine scent emanating from the company commander's crotch, and I loved 　　the feeling of his thick, black penis throbbing violently in my mouth, gushing out thick, viscous semen, and the fishy, 　　salty taste of it. 　　Each time he ejaculated, I held tightly to his buttocks, his constantly contracting 　　penis pressing against my throat, forcing him to spray his accumulated, thick semen directly into my esophagus. I 　　swallowed it all, not wasting a single drop. I even licked his thick, black penis and scrotum 　　clean, leaving them completely smooth. 　　At this point, my excitement would reach its peak. I would hold the company commander's strong body in my arms and play with 　　him from head to toe, kissing his dark face for a while, playing with his muscular pectoral muscles and purplish-black nipples, and then nibbling on his big feet 　　and thick toes; then I would play with him from front to back, eating his breasts and nibbling on his buttocks; finally, I would lift up his hairy thighs 　　, lubricating them with saliva mixed with his semen, and thrust my already hard cock into his hairy buttocks 　　, then into that warm, slippery, tight, and moist dark red flesh ring, holding the company commander in my arms, turning him 　　over and over, and fucking him to my heart's content. 　　My favorite thing to do is to hold my incredibly strong company commander completely in my arms, press him down, and thrust my huge cock deep into his 　　anus, fucking him hard. I'd play with his thick, black cock in my hands, while nibbling on his 　　big feet. Seeing him close his eyes in pleasure, moaning and groaning, completely absorbed in the ecstasy, would 　　excite me to the extreme. I'd tense my ass and pour my thick semen into his body. Whenever we were together, 　　we'd do this from head to toe every night: eating his cock, drinking the milk he'd saved for me, fucking him again, 　　filling him with my semen, doing this two or three times. 　　Sometimes he'd want to drink my milk, and then we'd play 69. 　　After the company commander left, I held that position for four years. My ex-girlfriend urged me to get married, but 　　I had lost all interest in women. I also missed the good times we had together, and I 　　couldn't forget his affection. Of course, I refused to give in. My girlfriend had no choice but to say goodbye. From then on, I never had a sexual 　　partner again, and I became increasingly listless and lethargic. 　　My days were a mess. I knew I was a playboy, a graduate of a vocational college, and my style had always been procrastinating 　　. I wasn't a professional soldier from a military academy. At best, no matter how well I performed, when it came to education, I couldn't 　　compare to others. At best, I'd only be a Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) instructor. Even if I became an instructor for the 800,000 Imperial Guards like Lin Chong, I'd still be...

He was an unremarkable instructor. But we always ranked first in every martial arts competition, and my boxing skills
became famous in the army. It wasn't until the fourth year that I was transferred to the division's training unit as a deputy—a professional boxing instructor, roughly equivalent to a
captain deputy regimental commander. I served there for two more years before I had the opportunity to be promoted to major.
In those seven or eight years, I had long lost interest in women; the only person I maintained a physical relationship with was my company commander, a true male
gem. My excessively demanding sexual needs left me, not yet thirty and in the prime of my sexual life,
without any other sexual partners, plunging my life into a state of stagnation. I could only concentrate all my energy
on my profession—boxing and Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), and my trainees won numerous awards in military and national competitions
.
I was already in my early thirties, and the early mornings and late nights had made my frame stronger, my muscles more solid, and my whole
body a mass of lean, muscular muscles.
Time wears down the body. I suffered greatly from unrequited love, and a shallow wrinkle appeared on my forehead. I had no interest
in my appearance, so I shaved my head and only got a haircut and shaved once a month. From the inside out, I
became a rough and rugged man.
Wherever I went, I was still your company commander.
Although we had many opportunities to meet, the chances we had were pitifully few.
It would take about one or two months, even three or four months, for the company commander to have me stay at the guesthouse for one or two nights. We would have fine wine, delicious food,
talk, and make love.
Everyone said he was deeply sentimental, but I understood the company commander more deeply—he was truly a romantic. In the army,
he would never have another sexual partner, and at home, he had little interest in women.
After my relationship with the company commander, I never touched another woman, nor did I have any other sexual partners. We two strong, healthy men, especially
me in my twenties and thirties, suffered daily from sexual hunger.
Through the trials and tribulations of time, it wasn't until I was in my early thirties that the subcutaneous fat
and rosy cheeks on my baby face completely faded. Along with the disappearance of my round face, the contours of my eyebrows and face became increasingly thick, prominent,
strong, and clear. My beard grew thicker and darker, my round face gradually transformed into a square face, and my skin gradually turned a glossy,
sallow yellow. My muscles bulged even more, and my body became even more robust.
One day, I had just returned from training and hadn't even had time to wash up. My company commander, now a lieutenant colonel, specially sent someone
to bring me to the division headquarters. Despite
his rising rank, the company commander hadn't gained weight; he remained lean and agile. I was a man who made a living through martial arts
; if I didn't practice for three days, all my bones would ache. My physique hadn't changed much since I was a deputy company commander.
As soon as I entered his office, I stood at attention and saluted. Before I could even sit down, he pointed to two thick stacks of documents on his desk:
"I'm preparing to write a book, 'Humanization and the Contemporary Army.' I've been thinking about it for a long time, drafted a chapter
outline, and collected some materials. But it's still far from finished. It seems we should probably collaborate."
"I know your writing skills." Back in the company, I had some understanding of his thinking: "This will
take about one to two years. Consider it a loan from the division."
The company commander, of course, knew my frustration and dejection.
He made me a strong cup of tea: "Seeing how listless you are, I know your feelings, I know your thoughts
. You don't want to do much more in the army."
"If you transfer to civilian life now, even as a deputy regimental commander, you'll still be a civilian. If you help me for two years, and the book comes out, with our
joint title, I can get you a lieutenant colonel deputy division commander position. Then, when you transfer again, you can go wherever you want; I won't interfere."
"How about it?" His heartfelt words had already moved me.
"You're the leader, and also my older brother. You've spoken. How can I not listen?" I looked at the company commander; that was all I could do.
"Alright, let's settle this." He pointed to the two stacks of documents: "As for the training unit, you're just in a cushy position,
and you don't have anything urgent to attend to. I'll talk to them, and the division headquarters can lend you a place. You can stay at the guesthouse to look at the documents. I
'll have them arrange things for you and move the documents over there too. I'll come see you tonight."
It was a large suite on the third floor, about twenty square meters in size, with a desk, sofa, and a single
bed—it served as both a reception room and office. The inner room was a bedroom with a bathroom and a double bed. That afternoon, I took a shower early
, washing myself thoroughly from head to toe, shaving, and making myself look neat and tidy. I drew
the curtains, not even bothering to sit and watch TV. Around ten o'clock, the company commander, who had been busy all day, arrived excitedly, his dark,
square face glowing.
It was another unforgettable night. He immediately turned around and locked the door, grinning to reveal his gleaming white teeth, his dark face
flushed. He enthusiastically undressed while kissing me, saying, "Big guy, tonight I'll give you a
one-on-one training session, a good workout, a real lesson."
"Big guy, seeing you all so listless these past few years has broken my heart," the company commander chuckled, quickly
stripping me naked.
"Big guy, I know what you're thinking,"
he stroked my bald head, whispering clearly in my ear, "You've grown up. Tonight
, I'm going to fuck you."
Hearing this, my head buzzed, I was stunned, then my spirits lifted, and tears
welled up.
I had been waiting for this day.
"Hehe, hehe," I chuckled, speechless with joy.
"You silly boy, so old and still peeing. I know how much you've suffered these past years," the company
commander said, wiping away my tears.
"Who's crying? I'm happy," I protested sheepishly.
"Big guy, I'll make sure you're really happy today," the company commander said, unusually rough. He grabbed my
head and whispered playfully in my ear, "I'm going to give you a good workout today, I'm going to give you a
good run around in."
He stripped us both naked, carried my large, strong body into the bathroom, and put me in the bathtub. I
immediately turned on the hot water and washed him thoroughly, paying special attention to cleaning his dark penis. He then
carried me back to the room. Over the years, although the company commander was now thirty-eight or thirty-nine, and I was in my early thirties, the sight of his strong
muscles rippling under his smooth skin still excited me. He pounced on me, pinning me down...
In bed, I held his even more muscular body tightly, his scent even stronger, caressing and kneading his smooth
skin and firm muscles. As the saying goes, "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger," and we were both at
that age, full of vigor. My company commander and I hadn't been together for three months. People often say, "Absence
makes the heart grow fonder," and today, my company commander was even more ferocious than a tiger, completely taking the initiative. He grabbed my head and launched into a frenzied kiss. His
passion, his delicious tongue and saliva, were sweeter than honey. His burning lips, powerful tongue, short, stiff stubble, and
heavy breathing began on my lips, nose, eyes, ears, and neck, a hot, intensely
tingling sensation drilling into my heart with the movement of his lips, then spreading throughout my entire body. He moved downwards
, kissing and sucking my pectoral muscles and breasts, the intense heat and tingling spreading throughout my body. He
played with me from front to back, from top to bottom.
That night, he held me in his arms, kissing and biting my strong, long feet,
rubbing his face and stubble against my soles and arches, and sucking on my thick, long toes one by one. The company commander had never
been so passionate about me before. I felt an overwhelming ecstasy from head to toe.
A moment later, the company commander sat on my swollen chest, one hand gripping his already erect, dripping,
black penis; the other lifting my head, he shoved it into my mouth. Before me was a scorching, bulging,
dark blue-purple, steel-hard black cock: "Buddy, give me a taste first, reward my black cock
, then I'll use it to fuck you."
"Good stuff—good buddy, good baby, it's been months since I've seen you." I held the company commander's
hot, thick black cock in my hands and kissed it, saying "good" four times in a row, praising the company commander's thick,
black cock that was already gushing with lustful fluid.
"Big guy, give me a good taste, I'm almost bursting with desire." I knew this was the company commander
's reward for my years of longing.
"Hehe, brother, hehe." I couldn't help but laugh out loud happily.
I held the company commander's hard, thick black cock in my hands, and in front of me was a large patch of thick, shiny black pubic hair, which smelled
wonderful. I held his strong buttocks, my mouth sucking on the company commander's smooth, tender, supple, and muscular thick
black cock. My nose filled with his rich body odor, and the thought of him using that thing to fuck me soon made my head
spin; I was practically ecstatic.
The company commander moaned softly, "Oh—, oh—," gently arching his buttocks. He leaned down
and took my big cock in his mouth too. My cock was inside the company commander's mouth, my face buried between his hairy
legs, his large, black testicles right in front of me, breathing in the rich scent of his genitals; my mouth sucking and
licking his smooth, muscular, fragrant black cock, my whole body ached.
As I lifted my big feet into the air, the company commander hoisted my thick, hairy legs onto his shoulders. The first time
he thrust his hard, thick, black, and burning hot penis into my anus, the pain was like fire, a tearing
agony. The thought that it was the muscular man of my dreams—the company commander—fucking me made me dizzy with excitement.
The company commander's hot, black penis was inside my anus. At first, although the pain was unbearable, the thought of the company commander
fucking me made me forget everything else. Soon, it felt numb, itchy, and hot—incredibly pleasurable.
The company commander was no longer the same; he was a seasoned veteran. His dark face glowed red
, his shoulders draped over my two thick, hairy legs, and he bent down to hold my head. Our lips and tongues
exchanged a tense exchange of sucking and kissing. The company commander varied the speed and pressure on me, and time seemed to stand still. Both the company commander and
I were drenched in sweat. The company commander's rich body odor was even stronger than before. It was my first time being fucked by the company commander. My anus
was sore but not too bad. I just felt hot, swollen, full, numb, and itchy, but the feeling was getting stronger and stronger. My
big cock was also hard, and my juices kept overflowing.
The company commander was biting my lips tightly from above, carrying my thick, strong, hairy legs on his shoulders,
holding my shoulders and head in the middle with his big hands, and his hot, thick cock was thrusting in and out of my anus.
My back was pressed against the bed, my thighs were pressed against my stomach and chest, and my big feet were pointing in the sky. I had one hand tightly wrapped
around the company commander's broad shoulder, and my big hand was still stroking the company commander's broad back, smooth skin, and hard muscles.
My other hand was grabbing and kneading the company commander's strong buttocks.
The company commander spread his legs wide, gripping my shoulders tightly with both hands, pressing his entire body against me,
compressing my large body into a ball. He panted heavily, swaying his muscular buttocks, sometimes light, sometimes
heavy, sometimes deep, constantly varying his rhythm, his powerful buttocks slapping against my
backside with a resounding thud. He also frequently thrust and rotated his large, hard buttocks, his thick, hard penis
pumping and churning inside me, making my lower body ache, numb, and itchy.
"Oh, oh—, brother, fuck me harder, it feels so good. Harder!" My large hands
caressed the company commander's thick back; I had never felt so good before. Being fucked by the company commander was indescribable, incredibly pleasurable.
I murmured dreamily, "Ah, brother, fuck me to death!"
My large penis, dripping with precum, remained stiff and erect. My thick, long, hairy legs were draped over the company commander
's shoulders. The robust company commander seemed to possess inexhaustible energy. His face was flushed, and he swayed his broad
shoulders and muscular body, arching his strong buttocks, panting heavily with sweat streaming down
his face. He thrust steadily and powerfully into me, again and again
. The company commander was so excited that he didn't say a word, focusing solely on fucking me beneath him. I watched him grin and grimace
, sweat dripping from his face onto me. The moment of pleasure and happiness seemed endless, as if time
itself had stopped. I had never experienced such passionate caresses from a company commander. Although it was his first time having sex with me, his experience
was incredibly skillful. His arching buttocks varied in pressure, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, thrusting for a while, then turning around, his hard, black
penis constantly pumping and churning inside me. I held onto his strong buttocks, waves of excitement rising and falling
, lasting for over an hour. The company commander squeezed my large body into a ball, holding me tightly in his arms, pressing me
down beneath him, shaking his strong body, thrusting and churning with all his might. This was simply a deadly method of sex, both...
It gave me immense pleasure; it also made my whole body go limp. The company commander was fucking me so hard I couldn't even speak, I could barely breathe, and I was almost
fainting.
The company commander's penis was thrusting in and out repeatedly, like inflating a basketball, and my whole body
felt increasingly full. My head was spinning, as if I were floating on clouds, and my emotions were becoming more and more excited. The company commander was fucking me until
my whole body trembled, my heart was bursting with joy, and I was overjoyed. I was pinned down by the company commander, unable to move, so I could only
hold his head tightly, my hands constantly stroking and kneading his masculine, dark face, my lips
fiercely kissing, licking, sucking, and even biting his eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips. After a long time, the company commander
's body stiffened, his bright black eyes staring at me, his dark face flushed, hot sweat pouring down,
the rich scent of his body filling my nostrils. He was breathing heavily, his scrotum clenched, his thighs squeezed together, his whole body trembling,
his penis contracting violently, ejaculating wave after wave of hot, thick semen into my body
. I felt the company commander holding me, flying through the air. I felt the head of the company commander's penis throbbing violently, wave after wave
of hot semen pouring into my body, powerful streams of heat impacting my intestinal walls, feeling so good
, like being tickled from the inside out, a pleasure that went straight to my heart. "Oh, oh—, big guy, baby,
I'll give you a lot more today, I'm about to burst from the pent-up oil." The company commander's body trembled violently,
his strong buttocks still powerfully arching with each contraction of his black cock, his hard cock quivering, still relentlessly fucking
me beneath him.
His passionate current immediately transmitted to me, and I hugged his trembling, strong body even tighter. My
cock, which was in the throes of intense pleasure, felt as if it had been electrocuted, incredibly numb and itchy, then suddenly contracted and trembled violently, even my heart
trembled, my whole body trembled. I arched my back, and thick semen, carrying the pungent scent of a man, gushed out
, wave after wave, continuously, more than a dozen spurts of semen spraying onto my and the company commander's bodies and chests
, the entire room filled with the pungent scent of semen.
We gazed deeply into each other's eyes, kissing passionately.
The company commander, having just caught his breath, licked the semen I had sprayed on his chest clean, then
scooped up the semen on his body and licked it clean as well. "Big guy, every inch of your flesh smells good, your milk
smells good too, I love it all. I want to eat your big cock and drink your milk every day." He held me in his arms, kissing and
biting my strong, muscular feet, then kissing my head. His large hands caressed
every firm muscle of my grown body. His burning lips lingered on my face, while his hands remained on
my strong, hairy lower body, scratching and groping.
This was the first time I'd been fucked by the company commander. I never imagined that being fucked by a strong, muscular man I liked while holding him in my arms
would be so pleasurable.
After we washed ourselves, the company commander saw the bright red stains on the paper. He was so happy he almost shouted,
"Hey, Big Guy, all these years, you've still kept your virginity for me!"
I excitedly hugged the company commander's dark head and whispered, "Brother, I only love you.
No one else can fuck me but you; and I only fuck you."
"Big Guy, you're really my darling." The company commander hugged me tightly and kissed me passionately,
climbing on top of me and kissing me endlessly. He asked excitedly, "Big Guy, how was your training today? Was it good
?"
"Brother, you're really something! I had so much fun today, you almost fucked me to death!" I, who always considered myself strong, took a while
to catch my breath: "Wow—Brother, I've never seen you like this before?"
He pinched my cheek: "You're my good brother, I love you and cherish you. Before, when I held you in my arms,
I wanted to fuck you, but when I saw your tender, baby-faced cheeks and your soft stubble, I was afraid you
couldn't handle my big, black cock, so I couldn't bear to fuck you."
"Now you've grown into a grown man, in your early thirties, and your stubble has hardened. You can handle my fucking
now, and I've been wanting to fuck you a few times for a long time." He held my head and said smugly, "Big guy, today I'm going to
fuck you well, have a good time, and show you my skills in bed."
"Big guy, I love your good temper and your fighting skills." He smiled and kissed and kneaded my
cheeks, saying, "This alluring face, all those muscles, big hands, big feet, and big cock are all
thanks to you, for me to enjoy."
"Brother, I'll let you have your way today. I'll let you fuck me as much as you want, however you want." I knew
my heart couldn't hold anyone else.
"Brother loves you too, brother. I only want to fuck you. I want to eat your muscles, drink your milk, and I
only want you."
He swept away his previous restraint: "You've got your turn. Before, I only fucked you in my dreams. Today, I'll really
hold you in my arms and fuck you. Let me fuck you first, to leave a mark on you." Finally, he sucked a dark bruise from the tender flesh of my thick, strong, hairy
thighs. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Big guy, in the army, you're
my wife. Today, I'm going to fuck you properly, so you'll never forget me."
Although I also wanted to leave a dark bruise in the company commander's crotch, I didn't dare.
I held his large head tighter, babbling dreamily, "Ah, my brother, ah, I've been waiting for this
day." He climbed between my legs, sucking on my inner thighs. I grabbed my own large penis and
rubbed it against his dark, reddish face, smearing the precum from my glans all over his dark cheeks.
I embraced his head more passionately, kissing him and sucking hard on his delicious tongue. During
the two years we worked together, there was always a dark bruise on the inner thighs of my body. Whenever it faded slightly, the company commander would immediately
suck out a new bruise.
He lifted me up by the buttocks again, and I jumped with joy, wrapping my legs around the company commander's waist. I immediately hugged his
head tightly, kissing and sucking. The company commander's hard penis was right against my anus. My buttocks sank down, and
the company commander thrust his strong buttocks upward, his penis pushing into my anus from below. A sharp pain
shot through me. Afterward, I started to wiggle my hips, and he immediately cooperated, rocking my body up and down. "Ah, ah—"
"—Big guy, you're amazing." The company commander closed his eyes comfortably, his long arms wrapped around my waist. I gripped his
shoulders with both hands, my thighs hooked around his arms, my grown body hanging on him. He stood with his legs spread,
constantly thrusting his strong buttocks, swaying my heavy body back and forth, his hard cock relentlessly
fucking my anus from below.
I held his head tightly, kissing his dark face passionately. Although the company commander was as strong as ever, just
standing there fucking me, he soon started panting heavily. A strong masculine scent wafted from his body into my
nostrils; he was already drenched in sweat. We still didn't want to let go. The company commander put me on the bed, and he stood on the ground,
still thrusting his strong buttocks. We held each other like that, I held the company commander's head in my arms
, kissing him incessantly. The company commander pulled my large head close, his dark face glowing red,
and began kissing me haphazardly on my face, mouth, and chest, while also forcefully sucking on my breasts.
Beneath him, I arched my backside repeatedly; the commander didn't need to exert any effort, his penis relentlessly pounding
into my anus. Even after he lay down on the bed, I rolled over, sat on top of him, and continued my own movements,
his thick, dark penis still relentlessly pounding into my anus.
That night, the commander's dark face glowed red, as excited as a naive young man, his thick, dark penis
constantly hard, tightly inserted into my anus. He held me close, and I held his large
head tightly, kissing and nibbling at him. We clung to each other like this, wandering around the room. The commander pounded into me from the bed to the
carpet, then to the table, the sofa, and even onto the windowsill. He constantly changed positions,
standing, sitting, crawling, pounding into my anus from the front and behind.
The company commander always said I had the upper body of a handsome man and the lower body of a beast: "Ah—, Big Guy, you're really good at growing.
This handsome face is just for me to kiss and bewitch my soul. You've completely stolen my soul, you could kill me."
"This big, meaty cock is just for me to eat." He held my big cock in his hand and played with it non-stop.
"Big Guy, I dream about fucking you every night, my darling brother, I've been holding back for years." The company commander
muttered.
The company commander was like a madman, putting in a lot of effort: "Big Guy, darling, if I don't fill you up with more of my juices today,
I'll really die of holding back. I'm going to fuck you a few more times today, fuck you to death."
"Hehe, hehe, brother, today you just fuck me hard, fill me up as much as you can,
fuck me to death." I hugged the company commander's dark head in my arms, lovingly stroking it, kissing and nibbling on his dark face
.
He rolled over, placing me on the edge of the bed, then stood on the floor, grabbing one of my large feet and spreading
them apart. He then thrust his burning black penis into my anus, roughly and savagely arching his hips. His strong
buttocks slammed powerfully against mine, while he gnawed on my foot. I knew another
round of pleasure had begun.
That night, neither of us slept; it was a sleepless
night of revelry for the two strong men, me and the company commander. We were unrestrained, completely uninhibited, taking turns making love without stopping. It was our most wonderful
, fulfilling, and harmonious lovemaking experience.
I was already quite adept at fucking the company commander's anus; that night, I held him in my arms,
my thick penis thrusting into him twice in a row. The company commander, having never fucked me before, also fucked me three times in quick succession. The more we
fucked, the smoother and more fluid it became. His thick, dark cock remained rock hard, and the company commander, still unwilling to dismount,
seemed unsatisfied. During our breaks, the company commander and I would repeatedly hold each other tightly in our arms
, caressing, kissing, biting, and sucking from our feet upwards, then caressing again from head to toe.
The company commander and his muscular, strong, and incredibly beautiful male body, with its rich masculine scent,
were undoubtedly the best reward God had given me.
During breaks, we would clamp each other's heads between our thighs, burying our heads deep
into each other's crotches, inhaling the intoxicating scent of masculine flesh, which would reignite our excitement.
"Big guy, you'll stay at the guesthouse from now on. Whenever I have time, I'll come over and fuck you."
He gritted his teeth and whispered, "I know you're just like me, always dreaming of fucking me."
That night, we didn't sleep at all. Even after some light had seeped through the curtains, the company commander was still on top of me,
holding my head, his strong, bulging buttocks thrusting powerfully as he vigorously fucked me.
It was truly a wonderful, magical night. The company commander's night of "training" even cured my
chronic problems of lethargy, dizziness, and insomnia that I'd had for years. From then on, I was revitalized. Every day I was full of energy, ate well,
slept soundly, walked with a spring in my step, wrote with divine inspiration, and my work efficiency was exceptionally high.
The next day, my hemorrhoids flared up, and I walked with my legs splayed for several days.
Ever since I had sex with the company commander, I should say I became infatuated with him.
The wonderful feeling of holding him, this mature and strong man, during sex made me completely lose interest in women, and I never touched
a woman again. I'm only in my twenties or thirties, a strong young man with abundant energy, and my sexual needs are at their peak.
For several years, the company commander and I would only have sex once every one or two months, sometimes even every three months, which
was far from satisfying my sexual needs. For years, I had been living in a state of bitter longing for the company commander and sexual hunger,
so it's not hard to imagine how passionate our night was.
That night, the desires and energy that the company commander and I had accumulated over the years were completely released and liberated.
No matter how passionate the caresses were, I received a fervent response from the other. The company commander made me feel like I had been
parched and then quenched, my thirst was quenched, and my whole body felt comfortable. That night, there was only love and being loved, nothing else mixed in. The passionate
company commander and I, passionate as we were, achieved our first truly satisfying moment. This was another unforgettable night for me,
the most beautiful and indescribable night since I started having sex with the company commander.
Later, we sometimes talked about male sexual intercourse.
"Big guy, you were born to be my treasure, we're a match made in heaven," the company commander said, his words becoming rough
and incisive: "As long as we're together, whether you're fucking me or I'm fucking you, we..."
"When the two of us get into training, no one can compare. It's more fun than anything else."
Hearing this made me feel very close to him, but also a little bittersweet. I still didn't know
who else the company commander would sleep with besides me, while I only had him. This was an unsolved mystery in my heart, or perhaps it was just
jealousy.
That night, the company commander's training truly invigorated me. My love affair with the company commander also entered a
realm of unrestrained passion. Whether it was mutual oral sex or embracing his strong body and having anal sex, we did it all
freely and with unbridled joy.
Various materials and manuscripts piled up like mountains. To facilitate writing, I was transferred to the division headquarters' research office, nominally serving as
a lieutenant colonel deputy chief of staff. Of course, the book I co-authored with the company commander also gained a lead author.
The guesthouse was right in the division headquarters compound, making it very convenient to come and go. At least one or two nights a week, the company commander would
come over to work with me on writing, researching, and discussing, and he would stay overnight. His passion never waned, and we
would enjoy ourselves all night long.
Those two years were the most enjoyable and productive of my life, and also
the most normal and happiest of my sex life with the company commander.
Due to the need to collect materials and research for writing, I traveled across much of China, either with the company commander or alone.
My own summary of those two years is a sixteen-character couplet: Wander, stroll, flip, look; copy,
write, walk, turn; point, dot, talk, practice; hug, embrace, kiss, do it. Although it
was a life of bliss, it wasn't possible to write a plaque. Later, I had two scholars with me, and two computers running non-stop.
When the 700,000-word book was finished, we both had lost four kilograms. Not long after the book was published, the company commander, at the age of forty-two, was promoted to
senior colonel, and I, too, was demobilized at the rank of colonel. The company commander's wife, now a colonel
, was already living a life of luxury, owning three restaurants and a multi-million dollar fortune.
Poor company commander's elderly father, however, had finally succumbed to insanity and passed away three years prior. Although the company commander's mother had visited a few times
and stayed for some time, her son was in the army, her daughter-in-law was busy with her business, and her grandson was in school. The old lady
lived alone in an empty four-bedroom, two-living-room apartment with a young nanny. Unable to communicate verbally, she was constantly lonely and bored.
Ultimately, she couldn't adapt to the leisurely life of the big city. In the end, she returned to her hometown to live with her daughter and son-in-law.
The company commander could only send some money to his sister every year, and his wife also funded the construction of a small two-story house for his sister, as a way of providing for the old lady's
retirement.
Call me someone who's seen the ocean and can't be satisfied with a river, call me decadent, call me living off my past achievements. Although my parents
urged me several times, I lost all interest in marriage and having a son, and continued to live a single life.
Later, I refused the local government's arrangement and instead found a few of my former disciples. We
partnered with a rural primary school to start a martial arts and Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) school. Although it didn't make me rich, I enjoyed the lively and bustling atmosphere. The company commander
, who was then the XX platoon leader, would visit me every month or two. Sometimes he would bring his eight- or nine-year-old
son to play during holidays. The platoon leader's son was incredibly impressed by the martial arts skills of my disciples
; he ate and slept with them, learning the basic moves.
The company commander, now a high-ranking officer, dismissed the guards, and we, old friends, chatted endlessly. Changing into civilian
clothes, we went on a road trip, our passion only intensifying. Two strong, muscular men, in the prime of their thirties and forties,
still full of vigor, spent our days enjoying nature, sipping fine tea, and relaxing in the hot springs. At night, we were entwined, our bodies pressed together in passionate
embrace. Sometimes the company commander was very busy and couldn't visit me for a long time. He would call me and invite me to his
place for a short stay, where we would reminisce about our time apart and indulge in some intimate activities at night.
We had known each other for many years, except for the two years we co-authored a book; our relationship was always like this, short meetings followed by long separations, our feelings for each other lingering.
We considered ourselves the best sexual partners. The company commander said: "We are the true lovers."
I don't know if you've noticed, but the company commander never calls me by my name, only "Big Guy." No matter
how high his rank rises, I always call him Company Commander. Although I tried to change my address several times, he always
rebuked me sternly: "I've known you since the day you became my company commander. When you call me Regiment Commander, I feel so lifeless; when you call me Division Commander,
I feel like walking with my hands behind my back. The company commander is the most energetic and versatile commander in the army; I'm afraid you'll make me sound old."
He pointed at me: "Big Guy, you remember this: no matter where you go or what you do,
I'll always be your company commander."
I never imagined he would be so affectionate. The company commander is truly a romantic; perhaps this is our
destiny in this life.
I truly love the company commander. It's truly like the saying: "Having seen the vast ocean, other waters are insignificant; having beheld the clouds of Wushan, other clouds are not worth seeing!
" [The End]

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