The men then turned back to get into the armored vehicle and proceed
on their way into town. In all their were eight operatives and the
driver and gunner. Six of the operatives had taken a swig of the
tainted water the gunner had as well. Leaving only the driver and two
of the soldiers unaffected. Williams was one of those soldier's not
infected and was sitting next to the door.
Jenson was in between Harris and Mason who were both the muscle on the
team, tall and bulky. Each had taken a drink from the fountain.
Captain Nathan was sweating up a storm he kept drinking from his
canteen, and scratching at his crotch which was soaked in his sweat
and itching like hell. After the last drop he couldn't stand it.
"Damn'it Wilson open up a window its so fucking hot in here!" Yelled
the Captain to the Private that was sitting next to him. Wilson was in
the same state relieved at the captains order, his musky sweat
covering his body.
As Wilson moved to open the window he felt a little discomfort in his
rear. As if something was pushing against the back of his pants. "What
the fuck?" He said as he pulled his pants down just barely and a
little tail nub pushed into view. The Captain got up and walked behind
Wilson to see what was wrong and looked closer at the curious little
tail twitching in the private's rear. Something new caught the
Captains attention Wilson's sweat drenched puckered hole was now
located directly under his small tail. In a trance he moved in closer
and slowly he slid his elongated tongue out and slid it against
Wilson's new tail hole.
Wilson jerked back from the Captain in surprise. "Captain stop!"
Wilson yelled in disbelief pulling his pants back up as he stared at
his superior kneeling on the floor in front of him. His long tongue
rolling out of his mouth with a smile. He had tasted Wilson and he
wanted more his entire focus was now bent on tasting Wilson's sweat
and flesh. The Captain composed himself and whispered sternly "Private
Wilson, you appear to have an infection on your rear, and I was
cleaning it, I can not take that risk in leaving it unattended, now
pull your god damn pants down Soldier!
Jenson was in between two lumbering masses of sweat. Both Harris and
Mason were panting heavily now, both rubbing their sweat soaked pants.
Jenson looked over at Harris who's , muscular arm was grinding against
his groin. "Harris man, can't you do that when we get back to base?"
Harris turned his gaze towards Jenson he was overcome by his sex drive
and moved in quickly, his lips touching and his long tongue
penetrating into Jenson's mouth. Mason was watching as well and moved
in from behind and slid Jenson's black pants down. The sweating mass
of meat slid his tongue against Jenson's exposed butt cheek. Jenson
was struggling against Harris, bur fighting against two stronger men
who were slowly getting stronger was no use.
Williams was in the same predicament the other two operatives were all
over him his lower body naked as one of them worked on his cock. While
his friend Fred licked and soaked his face. Captain Nathan was now
over examining Wilson's hole and was now thrusting his changing red
member into the enthralled Private's rear. Their growing muzzles
locked in embrace as he thrust his rod further and faster.