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  Jax Atwell vs. Nathan Sargent*
 





Jax Atwell: 6', 166 lbs


The Sargent muscles the grunt around on the mat, making him kiss his knee in the cradle


"Are those military issue, private?" Sargent barks and fondles his recruit's "combat gear"


Sargent whispers into his captured private's ear as he grabs at his trunks in the rear choke


The two masculine military men grind bulge to bulge as Sargent displays his assets


Pinned down tight and stretched out, a schoolboyed Atwell is helpless to a lecherous groping



Appreciating the Chain of Command

Private Jax Atwell strolls into the wrestleshack late for his dressing down with his sergeant. Sarge has been riding his ass hard for weeks. Nothing Jax does is good enough. Sarge makes him work harder and longer than anyone else in the company. Jax's salute is never crisp enough for the Sarge. His boots never shine quite enough to pass muster. When everyone else is ordered to drop and do 20 push-ups, Jax has to do 40. Jax knew it was only a matter of time before he received one of Sarge's infamous orders to appear for a make-or-break private inspection. "Reporting for duty," Jax says sheepishly.

"Then fucking report, private," Sgt. Nathan Sargeant barks in his face impatiently. "Drop!" On command, Jax hits the mat and obediently begins to pump out push-ups with Nathan shouting in his ear. "Do you know why I fucking called you in here? Your combat skills are garbage. You can't fight worth a shit. Fuck, why are you even a soldier? Come on, show me what you can do!"

Nathan bullies Jax effortlessly. He's bigger, cockier, and seasoned to perfection, in contrast with the ultra lean cut recruit he's tossing around. Jax makes some halfhearted attempts at a take down, but Sarge slaps him down and punishes him for the effort. "You really don't have any good moves, do you," Sarge spits as he deftly muscles the recruit into a Boston crab. "See, now I can do whatever I want to you." Sarge transitions to a single leg crab and reaches down with his free hand to throttle Jax's balls. "Do you understand me," he demands humorlessly. Private Atwell desperately screams his understanding of this brutal lesson.

"Lose the shorts," Nathan commands. Like a good recruit, Jax instantly drops his baggie shorts to the floor, revealing breakaway, red satin micro-briefs underneath. "What are those," Sarge barks in shock. "Are those military issue, private?"

"This is my combat gear." Jax grins slyly, grabbing his gargantuan, packed pouch. "It's for the intimidation factor, sir!"

"Yeah, you know why you're really here, don't you," Nathan asks, grabbing the recruit's massive bulge and massaging it firmly in both hands. "Your combat skills are garbage, but you've definitely got a great body."

Training takes a decisively passionate turn as Nathan tests Jax' combat skills, and Jax tests Nathan's erotic defenses. The recruit's repeated schoolboy pins incapacitate Nathan, hypnotized beneath Jax's massive crotch dangling in his face. Nathan swoons when the recruit works over his nipples and grinds his monster cock against his Sarge's crotch. "You like my weapon, there, don't you, Sarge?"

Sgt. Nathan didn't rise through the ranks on good looks alone, though. The savvy sargeant turns the tables and delivers his own severe tongue lashing of his recruit's hyper-responsive nipples. He grinds his hips between Jax's legs, driving the private delirious with pleasure. Jax's hands roam all over Sarge's powerfully muscled body. "Do you like your sargeant being all over your body like this," Nathan demands to know. "Yes, yes, sir!" Jax cries out in desperate pleasure.

Sarge rips off Jax's breakaway briefs, forcing the private to wrestle naked, exposed, and adored. In a rear, truly naked, chokehold, Nathan throttles Jax's monster cock and hungrily strokes his gorgeously muscled body. All Jax has to do is look like he looks, and twitch that mammoth cock just right, and the next thing he knows, Nathan's on his back again taking pounding dickslaps to the face.

Lust, mingled with the call of duty, rages on as Sgt. Nathan struggles to decide which his hardbodied hunk of a private needs more, a fuck or a fight. In the end, it's a perfect marriage of both, as one conquered hunk is stretched out and choked, until he obediently jerks off on command. Discipline, passion, and one of the most impressive "weapons of mass destruction" to ever grace the wrestleshack make this command performance one that will impress even the top brass.






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The Sarge will never live this down, grovelling on the mat, taking a spanking from his underling


Sargent works a rear chinlock as he commands the recruit into a submission emission


Jax attempts to upset the chain of command with a nipple-pulling pin on Sargent


The lines between passion and punishment blur as a nude Atwell brushes lips with Sarge


Nathan is just playing with the prettyboy private as he lets him power up in the schoolboy


Jax is driven face first into the mat again, trapped with a humping double underhook




Nathan Sargent: 6'1, 195 lbs


Face down in the mats, Private Atwell enters a new world of pain with a single leg boston crab


Driven and pinned into the mat by his superior officer, Jax once again screams in agony


Sargent puts his head into it as he stretches out his victim in a modified bow-and-arrow


Atwell perches as he presses his advantage with his weapon of mass destruction in Sarge's face


Kneeling nude before his master, Atwell pays homage to his superior officer's body


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