Military Draft!

Jake sat on his bunk in the dim barracks, staring at the draft notice in his hands. The war had come fast, pulling him from his job at the factory. Lights out was hours ago, but sleep wouldn't come. The air smelled of sweat and metal. Other recruits snored around him, but his mind raced with fear.

He heard a rustle from the bunk above. Sara swung down, her boots hitting the floor soft. She was new too, drafted just like him. Tall and strong, with short brown hair and a uniform that clung to her muscular frame. Her eyes met his in the faint moonlight from the window.

"Can't sleep?" she whispered.

"No. This war shit... it's real now," Jake replied, voice low.

She sat on the edge of his bunk. Her thigh pressed against his. "Me neither. But we're in it together. Might as well not die scared."

Her hand rested on his knee. Jake felt a spark. The stress of the day melted a bit. Sara leaned closer, her breath warm on his neck. Their lips touched—hesitant at first, then firm. Tongues pushed in, tasting salt and need.

Jake's hands slid up her back, under her shirt. Her skin was hot. She pulled away just enough to yank his shirt off, then hers. Her breasts were full, nipples hard. But as she tugged at her pants, something else sprang out—a thick cock, hard and ready, paired with her wet pussy below.

"What... you're..." Jake stammered, eyes wide.

"Futa. Draft doesn't care. You want this?" Sara asked, stroking her shaft slow.

Jake nodded, pulse racing. The danger outside made this feel urgent. He reached out, fingers gripping her cock. It pulsed in his hand, hot and veined. He pumped it, thumb over the tip where pre-cum beaded.

"Good," she groaned. Sara pushed him back on the bunk. Her mouth found his cock through his pants, biting the fabric before unzipping. She sucked him in deep—lips tight, tongue lapping the underside. Jake bucked up, moaning quiet to not wake the others.

Saliva coated his balls as she worked him. Then she climbed up, straddling his chest. Her cock hovered over his face. "Suck it."

Jake opened wide, taking the head. It filled his mouth, stretching his jaw. He bobbed, sucking hard, tongue swirling. Sara thrust down, fucking his throat gentle. Her pussy dripped on his chin, wet and warm.

"That's my boy," she panted. After minutes, she pulled out, spit trailing. "Turn over."

Jake flipped, ass up on the thin mattress. Sara spit on her fingers, rubbing his hole. One pushed in, then two, scissoring to open him. He gripped the sheets, breathing fast.

"Ready for me?" she asked.

"Yeah... do it," he whispered.

Her cock nudged his ass. The tip breached, sliding in slow. Jake grunted at the stretch, but it turned to pleasure as she filled him. She bottomed out, balls against his. Then she started thrusting—steady, deep strokes that rocked the bunk.

The barracks creaked with her rhythm. Jake's cock rubbed the sheets, leaking. Sara reached around, jerking him off in time. Her hips slapped his ass, skin on skin.

"Fuck, you're tight. War's got you wound up," she growled low.

"Harder... make me forget," Jake begged.

She sped up, pounding rough. Sweat slicked their bodies. Her hand twisted on his cock, thumb pressing the slit. Jake came first—cum spilling over her fingers, body shaking.

Sara didn't stop. She drove deep one last time, groaning as she unloaded. Hot jets filled his ass, overflowing when she pulled out.

She flipped him again, sitting on his face. "Lick me clean."

Jake tongued her cock, tasting cum and musk. Then she shifted, pussy over his mouth. He sucked her clit, tongue plunging in. She ground down, riding until she shuddered, juices flooding his tongue.

They lay tangled, breaths slowing. The war waited outside, but for now, the bunk felt safe.

"Think we'll survive this?" Jake asked.

Sara smirked. "With you taking my cock like that? Yeah. And we'll do it again tomorrow night."

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