The characters in this story are fictional although the inspiration came from real conversations. Please always practice safe sex. Feedback on the story is always appreciated.
2017 Panamacock
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Ethan stood by his military pickup, which was parked behind the small storage building; partially hidden from sight. He was waiting to catch any soldier trying to sneaking back on base late from leave or AWOL (absent without leave). The punishment for infractions was harsh and he was good at catching them. The men and women had been using this partially hidden entrance for years and he was tired of it. His commanding officer had been on his ass for the past few months to catch the guilty soldiers and today he was ready to catch one. Ethan knew his promotion to a Major probably hinged on a few good arrests over the next few months and he liked being an MP.
Ethan saw a man squeezing through the fence opening in the distance and take a look around; to see if he had been observed. The soldier ran cautiously forward and up the embankment and then ran across the wet field, dampened by the earlier rain. Ethan gunned the pickup forward and towards an intercept with the soldier, who now changed course to avoid the advancing pickup. Ethan stopped the pickup and raced from the vehicle, launching himself as he tackled the soldier and wrestled with him on the ground. Ethan managed to subdue the soldier and put handcuffs on him, but both men now soaking wet and muddy from the tussle.
"Get your sorry ass up soldier," commanded Ethan as he helped the man stand up and then he added, "March to the truck."
Ethan followed the man to the truck where he placed the shackled hands on the hood and began to frisk the man, looking for any weapon. The young man was Hispanic and probably about 25 years old. He had short military haircut and was less than 6 feet tall.
"Okay, what do you have to say for yourself soldier?" asked Ethan after he had finished the frisk, both men still dripping wet.
"Sorry Captain, I was just trying to get back to my unit on time," came his reply.
"Don't think you are going to make it on time tonight soldier," came Ethan's gruff response and then added "And who the fuck are you?"
"My id is in my right hip pocket Sir," came the response.
Ethan extracted the military ID card from the pocket and looked at it.
"Fucking marine," said Ethan as he looked at the ID card.
The base was a shared base in that there were Navy, Marine Corp and Army personnel on the post and the marine's id showed that indeed he was Lt. Jose Hernandez USMC.
"So what do you have to say for yourself lieutenant?" asked Ethan.
"Was just trying to be back to my unit Sir and was running a little late. So I decided to take a short cut Sir," came the quick reply.
"Yeah, your sorry ass is going to be real late now," came Ethan's gruff reply and then he added, "You know you are sneaking in through this gate is illegal and I am going to bust you for it."
"Fuck Sir, I didn't mean to do anything wrong, I just needed to get in before I was AWOL," replied the agitated Marine.
"Your going to go to the brig Marine, so get your ass in the back of the truck. I am not letting you climb in the front and get my cab all filthy," ordered Ethan as he opened the tailgate and pushed the Marine into the back of the open pickup.
The Marine lay down in the back and Ethan climbed in the front, where he was glad for the heat that blew from the vents. It had turned cool after they had gotten wet and the sun was falling quickly. Ethan put the truck in gear and headed towards the main road. A couple of minutes later he pulled in front of a unit and shut the truck off. He walked towards the back of the pickup and lowered the tailgate and dragged the Marine out and upright.
"I am going to change my clothes and you are going to wait inside while I do that," said Ethan as he pushed the Marine towards the door.
"What the fuck place is this?" blurted out the Marine.
"This is my BOQ and you are going to wait inside while I change uniforms," said Ethan.
"I am not going to go into your quarters," said the Marine and then asked, "How stupid do you think I am?"
"What do you think is going to happen to you Marine?" asked Ethan curtly and then added as he grasped the Marine around the neck, "And you will address me as Sir, you fucking jarhead."
"Well Sir," replied the Marine arrogantly and then added, "This is not the brig and don't know what the fuck is going on here."
"What do you think is going on here you fucking jarhead," came Ethan's response and then added, "You think somebody is going to attack your ass in my house."
"Don't flatter yourself," said Ethan as he looked down at the young man's uniform covered ass.
"Your fucking pissing me off jarhead," said Ethan as he pushed the young marine through the open door.
"I have to pee," said the Marine and then asked, "Can I use the head?"
"Down the hall and first door on right," said Ethan as he pointed in the direction.
The Marine walked down the hall, tracking mud as he went. Ethan looked at the mess and then ran down the hall after him.
"You are making a mess in my house you fucking jarhead," yelled Ethan towards the Marine.
Ethan stepped into the bathroom and confronted the Marine, standing in front of the toilet with his hands cuffed behind his back.
"Your sorry ass is going to pay for all this mess," said Ethan to the quiet Marine.
"A little help?" asked the Marine.