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The Adventures of Captain America

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=====Meanwhile outside…======

00:00 The_Guardian: The last little while has been, eventful to say the least. It turned out that Agent Kingston had survived the massacre at the hands of HYDRA. He came back, surprising Cap and of course, Steve’s happy to reunite with his lover. I am not a sentimental guy but even I felt something warm inside, seeing these two lovebirds reunite. I even got to tease them a little when their PDA got a little out of hand, well, by Cap’s standards anyway. Regardless, to have David back is a positive development. This means that Cap can focus, and we’re all back together again as we can regroup on our plan against the Chara Clan.

00:00 The_Guardian: It’s late and I have just finished my training with a few of the soldiers. Having been one of the top assassins for the secret Red Fist Soviet organization in the past, my combat skills come in handy, especially when training new soldiers. Cap and I would take turns for some of their combat and martial arts training, and every session is valuable, as we need everything we got to take down the dangerous Chara Clan once and for all. I finished showering and started to head back to my room. Finally making my way back to the room, I stripped down and grabbed my copy of Lolita. I’m only about 50 pages before finishing the book, and that’s my goal for the night. So I lay down on my bed and dived into the book.

00:00 The_Guardian: After 15 mins or so, my break is finally over. Putting down the book, I grab my uniform and put it on. I leave my room. Walking past Cap’s room, hearing the shower running, thinking that Cap may have joined Kingston in there. I let out a smirk, and left the complex altogether. I am on guard duty tonight. We have had minor trouble in the past, but nothing that we can’t handle. For the past few months, Cap and I had been rotating our shifts. And tonight, it’s my duty to keep the IronClad base safe. It’s almost routine at this point.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: As I sit here on the Chara chopper next to my bear, my nether region is hard and full in my black uniform. I am longing to touch Marcus. I ache to hear his screams of agony and I so desire to taste his blood. I will wound Marcus tonight and make him beg me for his life. Will I spare him or send him to his deserved death… only time will tell. The tracking devices we planted on The Guardian and Captain America worked perfectly. Ironclad never suspected anything other than assuming the trackers were primitive pieces of technology. The real beauty with the tracking devices was they did not activate till they removed them from Marcus and the Captain. We were able to pinpoint their location easily.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: Now with a full legion of Chara Troops the Bear and I will infiltrate the base, mame The Guardian so that he cannot function, cripple their defences, destroy their air support and take the prized super soldier back to our Master. This will enact the start of our vengeance on Ironclad for attacking the train of weaponry. “An eye for eye,” the master said. I grin as that statement gives me a dark thought, maybe I should take Marcus’ eyes. Hmmmmmmm… no I because I want him to see me hurt him. I want all of his senses in tack as I torture his into nothiness.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: The chopper approaches and lands at distance outside their defenses. At this late hour of the night their defenses are minimal and they would never expect a full attack at this remote location. We disembark from the Chopper. I lean in and kiss the bear, giving him the eye that will see him soon. He marches with the full legion on the base while I rush ahead to take my rage out on The Guardian.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I sleathfully approach the base and pull my binoculars. I scan the horizon around the base… then I see him, The Guardian. He is on night patrol… this is perfection in the making. I run gracefully on my powerful battle hard legs and make my way quickly and silently to the base wall just now twenty to thirty feet away from the Guardian. I gingerly pull my two vibrainium curved blades from their sheaths. I wait… I listen… I slow my breathing… I hear him approaching… closer… closer.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade:Then with a surge of super soldier force I leap around the corner and I plant my thick combat boots squarely in his chest. The Guardian’s thick granite hard body hits the ground and I plunge one of my vibrainium sword through one of your boulder sized shoulders securing it in the ground under. I pin your left heavy cement quad down with my tree trunk thigh digging my knee into the soft tissue of your super soldier thigh. My hand presses down your mouth hard preventing you from screaming. “Hello my love,” is all I say before punching your balls over and over.

=====Back in the Captain’s quarters=====

00:00 Captain_America: I am so fascinated and engrossed by the sight of the hot water outlining your chiseled muscle that I give a gasp as your hand starts to trace the bulge and curve of my mighty thighs, my quads flexing and rippling with power beneath your sensuous touch. I gasp again as you lean forward to kiss me, savouring your taste in my mouth, the spray of water hitting us side on as we slowly turn our sides towards the stream of hot water. My hands start with your shoulders, feeling the thick cords of muscle in those round globes of power, my hands working their way down your tight, v-shaped lats, my fingers tracing the strength and power in my hero’s muscle, cupping the globes of his hard glutes, my fingers spreading wide when suddenly, with an easy ripple of strength from my powerful, flexing biceps I lift you up off the shower floor by your hot ass, inviting your legs to wrap tightly around my concrete-solid armoured core.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: The water feels so good cascading down my tight steel flexing battle ready body. My aching muscles relaxing from the hard weeks of missions and from making love to you. You are an instrument of perfection on the battlefield, and you know it in a very humble way. However, you are a titan in the bedroom, which you would never admit to. You love making it a full workout for me, which I crave in my deepest inner being. I take several breaths as your hands work around my tight deep muscle ridges as you explore me as your lover. Your sensuality is so genuine and every touch you affirm your deepest love for me. Your thick meaty hands grab my ass and you easily lift me off the shower floor. Naturally my strapping hard legs coil around your hero sized v-cut waist. I find the perfect spot under your lower ribs and I grip tightly to let you feel me. My arms wrap your neck slightly as I massage your stone hard flexed shoulders. Your ample sized cock again shows its hunger, and I gladly oblique and slide right down on it, allowing you to feel my warm canal shaped just for you. I squeeze down on your shaft, and crush my legs into your side hard, again knowing this will only edge you on. Press my forehead on yours looking into your eyes. “I bet I can make you erupt before I do?” I say in a deeper sensually playful tone. “First one to lose their load goes and gets breakfast in the morning?” I say playing with your neck and pulsing flexing on your hard cock in my ass. I smile wide as playing sexual games is new territory for us. Only here in these private moments would I ever exhort myself on the Cap...outside these walls only show my deepest loyalty, respect and now love visibly to onlookers.

00:00 Captain_America: You wrap your hard, powerful thighs around my waist, sinking in your deceptively powerful muscle quads right around my obliques, beneath my ribs as you start to grip me tightly. I grin at you as you wrap your arms around my neck, massaging the ultra dense muscle of my boulder hard shoulders. It takes no time at all for my manhood to achieve full mast, turning steel hard again, throbbing with desire, aroused by your tight thighs encircling my waist, your strong fingers against my shoulders, every touch reaffirming our deep love. Then as we stare at each other’s eyes, forehead to forehead you make me a bet. I grin as wide as a lovesick, horny teenager as you bounce your perfect ass up and down on my cock. I grin at you, my hand squeezing your ass globes as I reply, “You know, us mighty superheroes expect to have our breakfast served in bed. There can be only one outcome with a man of my unparalleled sexual discipline.” I try to keep a straight face, but it’s impossible, that goofy line is so completely unlike me that I suddenly burst out laughing at how silly it sounds, jiggling and shaking you as my chest heaves up and down.

00:00 Captain_America: Then, as I get my laughter under control, my eyes suddenly twinkle with mischief as I lean forward and latch my mouth onto your tightly defined soldier’s pecs, seeking out the nubs of your nipples protruding from those hard muscles, playing with then in my mouth, going over the sensitive tip with my tongue, turning to pin you against the shower wall, and flexing the hard ridges of my six pack super hero abs to stimulate and excite your steel hard manhood.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I burst up into a deep belly laugh as you attempt to get cocky with me about “superheroes getting served breakfast in bed.” My laughing makes your manhood almost feel like it is being munched on deep inside me. I love how you trust in me, in us, enough to let you guard down and just be Steve with me. You are always the Cap, one of earth’s greatest heroes, but here and now just as you placed your shield aside, you can take off the mantle of hero, and just be a man in love. You accept my bet and you quickly switch the game on as you ramp things up with your sexaul assault on my nips. I bite my lower lip and head rolls back. “Steve….oh dammit,” I moan out. You pin me on the wall and the coolness of the tile stimulates my battle hard flexing back, as the warm water counters the stimulation running down my fur dusted rock hard pec, that you are feasting on. With my head back I see the heavy steel water and service pipes above us. I relent from massaging your shoulder and I grasp one of the pipes rippling my steel tight muscled arms.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: With you clamped in my strapping athletic crushing quads, I push off the wall, to in turn pin you now the side shower wall. I use your unsteady feet on the wet floor to my advantage as I slide you back to the wall. My flexed cabled legs wrapped on your waist with my ankles hanging below your ass. I leverage my ass up to the tip of your cock and pulse pressure on your cock head, then I forcely slide back down your shaft with an extreme tightness in my hole. I lean in and chew on your ear. I whisper, “ So Mr. Superhero, do you think you can reach as high as I can?” I suck on your earlobe, again tightening my ass in hard pinching pulses on your cock.

00:00 Captain_America: I’m focused on my assault on your hard nips, feasting on that tightly muscled, hard-working soldier’s chest with utter concentration. Suddenly, I feel my feet slip and slide on the shower floor, breaking off my feast to look up in surprise and with a wide grin of appreciation at your cleverness as you reverse our positions, pinning my back up against the wall, teasing my shaft with your hard muscled ass, causing me to throb with lust and longing to once more penetrate you, to once more dive inside you, to fill your very centre up with my aching manhood. I look up, and watch with wide open eyes as you use your grip on the piping to force your ass down over my cock. I gasp, my legs trembling as a wave of pleasure radiates out from my cock, sending shivers along all my nerves. I gasp out, “That’s… that’s cheating David…. Not… not fair…”

00:00 Captain_America: Your muscled arms flex and ripple with smooth, graceful power, the product of a veteran soldier who knows how to use his body like an instrument, in any situation. You push your ass in and out over my erect shaft, as I grasp your shoulders, looking up into your handsome face, love and desire pouring out from my gaze, as I’m practically paralyzed by pleasure. “You… are .. taking advantage of me… I … DAVID… OH DAMN…”

====Back to the nightmare outside…=====

00:00 The_Guardian: The night started out well. Nothing out of the ordinary. But then I noticed something in the sky. I can hear some faint noises approaching, and through my exceptional vision, I could see that it’s some kind of craft. Granted, it is not unusual for the Ironclad units to return at this hour. A lot of times this is when they would bring back the supplies. But I can’t recall if there’s a scheduled return today. Specifically at this hour.

00:00 The_Guardian: Even though I am not in receiving duty, I am on guard tonight nonetheless, and I have to go and see what’s going on. I headed towards the direction of the sound and light, but I got 100 meters in before they both disappeared. Something seemed strange. This is not one of our craft. Something is fishy about this. This may be an enemy attack. A distraction to lure me away from my position. Damn it, I need to head back as soon as I can. I start to dash back towards the base, when all of a sudden, I feel something hitting me square in my chest, hitting me like a freakin’ 10 tonnes truck. I cry out from the pain as my back hits the ground hard. And the next thing I know, pain explodes on my right shoulder, something sharp, real sharp piercing through, all the way to the ground. I look up… Nicole!...

00:00 The_Guardian: The pain is incredible. My shoulder paralyzed from the sword, as it continues to send shockwaves of pain up my arm and the rest of my shoulder. I need to warn the base. I need to warn Cap and Kingston. I try to speak into the comm device when your hand presses against my mouth. Muffling any sound I’m trying to make. Looking up, there’s something off about you, and as I flex and try to push up, doing my best to ignore the pain, I feel this incredible strength behind your grip. How.. how is it possible that you are able to pin me down like this. I am a super soldier, and I am much stronger than you. How did you find me? How did you find our base? Too many questions arise as I am ambushed and pinned to the ground. What happened to you?

00:00 The_Guardian: But I continue to try and buck up nonetheless. Flexing hard, feeling the blade of your sword tearing into my muscles even more. HMMMMMMMMMMMM my screams muffled by your hand. Sweating hard now. This is a critical emergency situation we have here. But you’re just… too ….strong… veins popping from my forehead, from my muscles. I try to push against you with my free hand, biceps bulging, but suddenly, I feel your fist smashing against my balls. Over, and over… I scream into your hand. My eyes popping from the incredible pain. HMMMMMMMMMMMMM you punching my balls in as my body twists and buck against you. HMMMMMMMMMMMMM…

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: My mind is blazing with your scent as I smell you underneath me. Your struggling rippling battle hard body feels divine under me. Your muffled screams delight my sick serum poisoned senses. I pound your stone hard super soldier balls a few more times as I know this treatment makes your cock swell in its tortured glee. I lean forward and look your right in the eyes, as my hand now clenches your cock with forceful crushing might. “You belong to me Marcus,” I hiss out. I pull my hand off your balls then pull my second blade from its sheath. Then to your bodies tortured and your mind’s horror I pierce my second sword through your other shoulder now. The vibrainium blade slices through your brick hardy warrior muscle easily like butter. I push the sword down through your boulder sized shoulder into the ground beneath us, watching the searing pain shown on your face.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: with your shoulders staked to the ground, I spread your granite hard thighs open and pin them down under my man crushing thighs, drilling my knee into the soft tissue of your super soldier quads. I then lean in and take my warm tongue and draw it out along your face as I taste you and groan out in pure pleasure. “You and the dear Captain are not the only super soldiers any more, my love,” I whisper in your ear as I lick your cable flexing neck. I then bite down hard on your elite warrior neck, sinking my teeth into your flesh, breaking the skins and forcing blood to ooze from the wound as I taste your life’s essence. I rock back and force my throbbing member against your snugly wrapped hard cock in your suit. I grind hard feeling your length as your blood drips from my lips. I cover your mouth with my hands almost suffocating you as I dry hump your man package.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I leave one of my calloused battle hard hands pressed on your mouth, your arms immobilized with my curved blades through your strapping center shoulder muscles. You can only lay there in horror as my playtoy. I reach back with my free hand I pull a dagger out, I grin as I take the dagger down your heroic sized muscled chest. The dagger tears through your suit and the tip of the blade scratches your flesh leaving a red line of blood as I drag it down to your waistline. I bend down and drag my tongue up the scratch, still humping you damp feeling cock as the sensual attack ramps up. I work my way up to your mouth then pull my hand away only to cover your mouth with mine as I kiss you deeply making you taste your own super soldier blood. I moan deeply as I force my tongue deep in your mouth. Then you feel it.... The dagger penetrates your lower right abdomen and I twist the blade. I pull back from your lips. “If you call out for help… I will kill everyone here… you my sweet North Fist,” I say cruelly. “You need to be punished.” My eyes with deep raging fire burn into yours as we lock stares.

=====Back in the Captain's quarters…=====

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: In any other arena I would be outsmarted, out muscled, and out gunned by you. You are the most impressive man I have ever met. I have such a respect for you. Here and now as you give yourself to me in the most intimate and trusting ways, I am drowned in the waves of your goodness and our love. However, in this little playful lover’s arena I plan on owning my good Cap. I smile big with my gym forged arms above my head gripping the pipe as I use it coupled with the wet floor to keep you leveraged against the wall. My body acts like a fulcrum against your heavy dense muscle clad frame. Now granted you could power up and smash the walls, the pipe and me to turn the tide in seconds. But I know you well enough to see the deep pleasure you are buried in. You would not dream of sacrificing the intimate sensuality you feel right now to win. That is how I have you...pinned in your deep love for me...crushed under the weight of our wholesome but erotic attraction. I pull my legs up some making your chest come into mine and allowing me more access to the armored neck. “You are my feast, Cap,” I say as I sink my teeth into your strapping neck muscles, putting pressure on that one trigger spot that gives me that deep manly growl from your lower chest cavity. My I hump and down your hero sized dick. But I arch my tight lean back away from you, to bring more pressure on your manhood and to keep my cock off your abs of cum grinding perfection. “I think my arms are bigger and stronger than yours,” I mutter, teasing as I chew on your neck like it is a prime piece of meat. “Maybe the super serum is wearing off?” I continue poking at you as I feel you edging closer.

00:00 Captain_America: As I rack my brain to find a way to hold off my imminent surrender to your sensual assault, you suddenly redouble your assault. I’m already half paralyzed by pleasure as your man hole expertly assaults my steel-hard member, when suddenly you tease me some more and latch your teeth in the trigger spot on the side of my neck, the thick steel cords of hero muscle quivering with delight beneath your bite. I feel weak at my knees, and my balls start to boil, but there is NO way I’m giving in… I fight to hold back, then you tease me further, arching backwards, keeping my abs from stimulating your manhood. My arms huh? That’s just what I needed to refocus my efforts… With a grin, I look up. There is another pipe running parallel to the one you are gripping. I sure hope it’s strong enough, but from what I’ve seen of the Ironclad facility, they didn’t cut a single corner, not even on the plumbing. Here goes…

00:00 Captain_America: Without any warning, My arms shoot up over my head, my heavily muscled battleship guns rippling power as my herculean quads explode with strength. I leap straight up about a foot or so, with your legs still wrapped tightly around my hero core, and smoothly, effortlessly grab the pipe next to yours. My biceps peak hard, the heavy muscles swelling with super soldier power as I pull us up without any effort in the slightest. My eyes flash as I look into your deep blue sapphire eyes… “I think the serum might last just a little longer.” I raise my legs up, and extend them straight out in front of me. This has the effect of driving my manhood deeper into your manhole, which makes me shiver with another burst of pleasure, but it also drives your cock back up against the thick, heavy ridges of my six packed abs.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: Your body swells up as your thick battle forged muscles fight the deep seeded pleasure that is growing at an intensive rate in you. I see your determined face to win our challenge. I love that you pour yourself fully into what task or activity you are facing, and right now you are pouring all of yourself into me. And I am drinking in every last drop of your love. I see you flex those impenetrable arm muscles, I know you are going to for the pipe. You blast up with power from your trunk thighs and reach out with your master muscle flexed arm and easily grip the second pipe. I look up hoping this all holds, as explaining to the Base Commander how the pipes were bent and broken in Cap's shower will be an embarrassing conversation.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: You easily lift us both with your heroic super soldier strength. Your beefed hard arms flexing right there stiffen my cock as I leak more pre-cum. Damn I am edging more watchig your battle hard body. You further show your superior might but elevating your man crushing quads out straight under me. Your hard quads feel as solid as the floor that was under our feet. Your legs jut out straight and powerful, not even shaking at all. Your flexing steep strapping quads push me back into wood planked ripped abs which seem to grip my cock with sensual might. “Ah shit….Cap...you’re playing dirty now,” I grunt out as my body naturally grinds into your abs making my cock throb closer to my emission. I bit my lip to focus as I let go of the pipes above me and hang my weight off yours, as I grip your brick hard huge shoulders. I lean in and give a long warm sexual lick on your nearest pit. I rock my hips on your engorged cock deep in me, and then I chew on the strapping cabled muscled as you hold us up in our new sexual position.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I chew on your pit for a few moments comboing that assault the rocking of my hips. Then I reach up with my hands and clasp your wrists, allowing me to use your weight and angle myself back off your amazing chisel abs. Now angling my body back from you, I bent your cock out while you in my ass, giving that extra strain and tug making it go even more rigid. I stretch my scissored legs around you out straight and brace us on the wall as I push off with my feet then pull down with hands grasping your wrist making you thrust in deep into my hole and my cock free from touch. If you drop us there could be a chance of hurting me and I know you won’t do that. The playful lovers' game of chess we have been playing has reached checkmate. I flex my diamond hard quads around you and continue my pull and push movement on your cock. I feel it, your balls boil, your shaft thickening, and I see your rich blue eyes flashing with heat. “I got you Cap,” I tease, blowing a kiss.

00:00 Captain_America: I’ve got him now, as I focus my mind on the task of keeping my bulging biceps flexed and my herculean quads extended straight out, forcing David’s leaking manhood to rub and bump over the ridges of my heavily armoured washboard abs. In truth though, I’m still in real danger, as it takes almost no effort to hold my flexed muscles tight. And it doesn’t take long for you to realize that either… Oh man… You switch grips, now your warm, wet hands are firmly holding onto my shoulders, and you give my wet, hairy armpits a sensual lick, then you switch grips again, holding on tightly to my wrists, then suddenly you straighten your thighs out push off from the wall and I gasp, my eyes going wide, my head rolling on my neck as you flex your quads. The pressure tightens your manhole around my member like a vise, and my balls begin to boil… What’s worse, your new position pulls your cock out of contact with my abs, so I’m not threatening you anymore.. Oh man… this is bad….

=====Back to the nightmare outside…=====

00:00 The_Guardian: My body starts to shudder. Not because of fear, but because of pain I am experiencing in my entire body. The blades cut into my flesh like a knife through butter. You’ve done it so expertly that blood is not gushing out from the wound, but it hurts like I am being stabbed by a thousand knives. I try to move my arms but I simply can’t. The blade tearing into the nerves system in my arms and shoulders, and for the moment, I seem to lose control of them. The shuddering from my body indicates my best attempt to fight through this. But my struggles only make it hurt even more.

00:00 The_Guardian: Grinding my teeth as I look up at you defiantly. Feeling your tongue roll down my face, and your blade cutting through my hardened muscles that I am keeping in a constant flex. My eyes follow your hand. I try to tell you to stop. I try to get you back to your senses. You are unhinged. You are messed up. I am fighting the incredible pain, fighting with everything I have to try to get you to wake up. You are even more unhinged than when we last met. You have already lost it then, but if it’s even possible, you looked even more lost. HMMMMMMMMMMMMM… Trying to talk you out of this, I can’t help but to think that the super soldier serum may have something to do with this. It takes dedication and training to get the serum to work. I know it from first hand. You need to master it.

00:00 The_Guardian: Any sound I have been trying to make have been muffled by your hand. Sweating profusely now, blood starting to leak down the cuts you’ve made. I let out a loud gasp when you let your hand up, telling me not to scream. “Nicole. You need to focus. I am not the one who needs to be punished. It’s Sabian! He has complete control over you!” I say, with my eyes staring deep into yours. “We need to take him down. That’s the only way to master the pain!”

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: Your body scent smells amazing, it intoxicates me. Your painful moans and twitching excites my cock. I need to feel you I need to in...I need to fuck you hard like back in our days of Red Fist. The bear told me to keep this short but my rage is soaring and I must release everything I have into you. With you pinned to the ground with both blades through your shoulders… a danger in your side… your uniform cut open showing your chest with a razor blade slice down to your waist. I take another dagger and I put it to your throat. “You will not say such things against my master… he gave me life… purpose… he gave me the bear.” I say as I push the blade into your throat cutting your neck. I kiss you as I cut your neck some. Your rich blood comes from the cut, not killing you but it will weaken you.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I reach back and pull my belt out from my pants and loop it around your mouth and head and I tighten it making a gag on you. “Now my love… you will feel me again.” I say as I take my dagger and cut your uniform open over your cock and ass crack. I look back and pin your right ankle in my combat boot then I twist my feet hard… we both here your ankle bones snap… CRACK… I broke your ankle… I look at you in pain and try desperately to maintain a grip on reality. “With pain you find a new freedom my love,” I say as I pin your ankle in my boot then I twist my feet fast… CRACK… your lame now. I grin then slide back and unzip my pants releasing my surging hard cock. I hook your legs over my shoulders as now all you do is take this raping torture. I plow my cock into your manhole hard and deep, as I rise up on my deep strapping thighs folding you up under me. The blades tear more into your shoulders… the dagger in your side digs deeper. I start fucking in hard as your rock underneath me.

====Back in the Captain’s quarters…=====

00:00 Captain_America: My balls start to churn, and my steel-hard super soldier muscle starts to tremble violently… not with fatigue, I could literally hold this position all day without breaking a sweat, but with crashing waves of lust from my manhood. You are expertly thrusting your clenched manhole up and down my stiff member, playing it like an instrument. My balls start to boil as I tremble harder, gasping out, my eyes going wide as I look into your deep, blue eyes, “David… you… I … not… fair… how… can’t… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh” Shuddering, I’m in near disbelief as your expert move pushes me right over the edge, with another thrust of your body down onto my trapped manhood, buried deep inside you. A ripple shudders up and down the length of my tightly flexed super soldier muscle and I lean back my head to moan in ecstasy as I realize I’ve just lost this contest…. Unloading a second burst of my seed deep inside David’s core, firing like a machine gun. My balls can replenish their seed just as rapidly as everything else in my super soldier body, so this second release is every bit as bountiful as my first. I keep my focus, keep myself perfectly flexed, holding us up, keeping David safe as my body shudders with the spasms of my second orgasm. Breathing heavy, I tilt my head back up to look deep into David’s eyes. I smile wide, eyes twinkling. “You don’t play fair David…”

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: Leaning back on Cap, stretching out, bending his thick full cock straight out with intense pressure on the shaft, has my big man panting our heavy. I see you start to tremble, never out of weakness or tiredness but just the orgasm is building. Damn you beautiful, even as we hang here in the shower. Your flexing pulsating rock crushing muscles just stir me up. I am so lucky to have you...not just for your tremendously awesome super soldier body but just in who you are...the man you strive to be...even here in this sexy play time you are thinking of. As I pull on and off your raging manhood, I just stare at you, seeing you build, seeing you try to fight it, hearing you tease out how I do not play fair, then I sense your body is close, and I take you there again.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: Your face reddens and your massive body flexes every single one of those muscles of banded iron. You're like a piece of steel under me. I moan as you fire out your second ample load of see into my ass. You gush into me with your power as you complete your climax. Never once does our position change, your strength never falters. You smile and accuse me of not playing fair. I now slide up around our armor plated chest and brick abs, still your member is deep in me. My arms come down and I hug you. I look at you, give you a gentle kiss and press my forehead on yours. “Cap, you know what…” I say, not waiting for a response but showing seriousness now. “I want you to know...I like my eggs over easy and my bacon crispy…because we superheroes like breakfast in bed,” I smile hugely at you as I laugh out loud. I kiss you again then lift off on your cock and slide down your wet body back under the water to give myself a rinse off. I keep grinning at you...my Cap...my lover...my very life.

00:00 Captain_America: As I shudder in the aftershock of a second toe-curling orgasm, you slide against me, hugging me tight, and planting a kiss on my lips, which I return with tender love. Then, you start off a serious tone… only to throw my own line back in my face with detailed instructions… We laugh together, my heavy hero muscles bouncing up and down as I keep myself suspended from the ceiling by the pipe. You slide down off my heavy thighs, as I lower them like a ramp. You grin at me, and I grin at you, but my eyes are flashing pure mischief. Suddenly as you start to back off to rinse, my legs snap open, while I’m still hanging from the pipe, and trap you in a blur of super soldier speed. My left calf snaps like the latch of a bear trap behind your back, and my right leg slides down the left side of your wet, muscled obliques to lock in figure four body scissors.

00:00 Captain_America: I haul you back towards me, effortlessly reeling you in like a prize catch. My eyes sparkling, “We aren’t finished yet David. Aren’t you forgetting something?” Then, with precision timing, with the skill and reflexes of an elite combat-trained fighting machine, I let go of the pipe, and fall backwards, extending my arms out over my head, bending backwards at my heavy, thick core like an acrobat to plant my hands on the wet shower floor. Then, all in a blur so fast you can barely see me move, I sweep my left hand out low to knock your feet out from under you, and as soon as you start to fall backwards, my armoured, washboard abs explode with power, as I crunch up, using my right hand to cradle your head. Meanwhile, my left hand posts out slightly behind me, between your knees to cushion the impact. You land flat on your back, my body twisted and stretched as one hand cradles your head, the other absorbs the impact of the fall, and my body scissors takes the weight in the middle.

00:00 Captain_America: And just like that, you are laid out beneath me on your back, I’m sitting low on your core, my ass hovering over your manhood, and my herculean bone-crushing thighs are tightly wrapped around your waist in a figure four body scissors. Enough that you feel the pressure, but not enough to hurt you in any way. My eyes are dancing with delight. “And how quickly the tables turn, don’t they David? … Now, as I said… we aren’t finished yet..” And with that, I suddenly reach behind and seize your steel-hard member, adjust it’s aim so the glistening tip is right in line with my manhole. And… for the very first time in my life…. I lower myself down, gasping with amazement as my lover’s manhood enters inside me…

=====Back to the nightmare outside…=====
00:00 The_Guardian: Trying hard to fight the pain. Not only the pain on my shoulders, that literally paralyzed my arms and neck. But also that dagger to my side, cutting deep. Making it hurts everytime I try to move. Everytime I try to flex. Despite the pain, I try to talk some sense into you. “Nicole.. Listen…” ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH screaming when you push a blade in my neck. But my screams are being muffled when you lean in, stealing a kiss from me. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

00:00 The_Guardian: My eyes blinking as I stare into yours. You tell me how Sabian gave you everything. But I know that he’s taken away everything from you. I gasp, trying to reason with you, but you wrap your your around my mouth, essentially gagging me. As my eyes flutter, flexing, feeling the pain, feeling your blade tracing down my side. But then, I start feeling some weight down my ankle, and with a start, you twist your boots, the very boots that are trapping my ankle. My ankle snaps at a sickening angle, making me scream into your belt. Eyes tearing up. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMM…

00:00 The_Guardian: breathing heavily, my eyes looking up as if I am asking why… muscles twitching from the incredible pain and you do it again. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM my other ankle snapping hard. My ankles are broken, you lift my legs up and thrust your ccok inside my ass. You start fucking me hard. Going deep, while pain shoots up and down my body. HMMMMMMMMMMMM and I am helpless against it. Taking the pain, taking the pleasure. HMMMMMMMMMMMMM

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: My eyes are a blaze with deep lustful rage for you. I have my bear lover who satisfies the depth of my soul...he is my mate. But you.. .my North Fist… my Marcus… you are the wet dream I crave each night. You have become my obsession and the cum dump hole I will masterbate over daily as I think of your rich defined granite hard muscles, your chiseled masculine face, your boulder sized shoulders, your massive man crushing thighs, and your warm calloused hands that I long to touch my body. I WANT YOU and right now as I prepare to breed you again, you are mine. Your pulsing cock is hard which makes me grin as you are still the sexual pain pig you were back in our early days at Red Fist. I drive my man spear deep into your core rattling your body, making you gasp over and over, as the blades I have you cut and tear your flesh.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I slam my swelling raging member harder and harder into you. I reach out and grasp your own dick and I stroke it violently as I stare into you pain filled eyes. “You know you fucking love me Marcus,” I grunt out as I your cock throbs with its deep sensual and sexual electrcitiy as you prep to unleash your massive load. I grin at you in a malicious sick way, “You have been craving my attention, my North Fist,” I say as I lick your cheek making you feel all the more like my property. I fuck in harder and harder. I groan some as I get closer. My cock deep and full in your canal. Your heroic sized muscled legs laying lifeless over my shoulder with your broken ankles. I drive my claim into you, my body arches, my face gets red as my stare burns through you with my serum induced hostility. I pump faster then I go stiff, as you feel my warm twisted man seed fill your canala and gush out around my cock as I overload you manhole. My hand strokes you begging hard dick with deep fires as you prep to shoot your submission load. “Cum for me by bitch boy,” I mock out as I kiss you hard, still with the belt looped and gagged in your mouth. I have made you mine again...broken your body and fucked your mind. Your eyes confirm everything I wanted to know.

=====Back in the Captain’s quarters…=====

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I stand under the water thinking to myself for a brief second that I have no idea how I will function for my duties in the morning. Cap with his enhanced strength and recovery can go on little to no sleep, but me, I need so good pillow time. My cock is raging, but we should hit the hay here. I turn to Cap, only to be attacked by his pythonic flex crushing legs. It is like an animal is attacking...it all happens in the blur of my eyes. He moves so fast and with accuracy I can only dream of. My waist feels the compacting pressure as I am locked in the most precisely placed figure four body scissors I have ever been in.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: Then you pull me close to you and inform me we are not done. I go to speak but am interrupted again by a flurry of acrobatic complex moves of your titan steel muscular frame… I find myself on the shower floor, somehow, still pressed, locked and secured in your battle hard combat quads. I don’t even know we got here. You go about the tables turning… we are not done… then you touch my cock. Oh I moan and lean back my head. A sensation came over my body that I was not expecting… I feel my engorged manhood slide into your tight superhero canal. A deep gasp comes up from my chest. My tight steel lean arms fles as I slam my hands into the side walls bracing myself from the deep aura of pleasure that is consuming me. My back is arched in your tight figure four body scissors. My legs out behind your swaying as my second build up begins.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I look up at you, my flexed cabled neck is showing the sensual strain… my lightly fur dusted defined chest heaves up and down. My steel tight legs flex and kick slowly. “We… are not… done… you say… oh Cap…. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” I moan out in deep pleasure. My right hand stays pressing on the wall, showing off my rippling tight muscled arm. My left hand comes in to grip one of your rib-cracking thighs. My head drops back. “I… love… you,” I pant out as my ecstasy rises in your pressure pointed “trap” on me.

00:00 Captain_America: I grin down at you, my eyes flashing with delight. My hands reach down, and trace the hard corded muscle of your lean, strong arms, up to the tight, round shoulders, down your lightly furred chest, and through the ridges of your lean, hard abs. Every touch sends shivers through my body. I maintain a steady up and down rhythm, my upper legs and core rippling with precise power as I effortlessly lower myself down onto your manhood, and back up again. The sensation is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before, and I gasp, my fingers periodically digging deeper into the lean, powerful muscles of your finely trained soldier’s body as I moan with an entirely new delight. The entire time, I keep a steady, perfectly calibrated pressure around your core, not too tight, but tight enough so you feel the constriction, the flexion and ripple of pure hero power surging through my herculean quads.

00:00 Captain_America: I stare down into your eyes, and lose myself in those deep blue, loving pools. My face takes on new expressions of pleasure, reacting to the sensation of having my lover’s rod deep inside me for the first time ever. I look down and smile as your left hand grips the thick, steel-cabled muscles of my right quad. I hear your declaration of love, it is the sweetest possible music to my ears. I can feel your body begin to clench and shiver, those unique tells that forecast the eruption of joy about to come. I time it perfectly, then suddenly, sit down hard, driving your member to the hilt up into the very centre of my super soldier core, and clench your manhood tightly, my glutes flexing with hard power, as I gasp out loud at the sensation of your rod penetrating me fully. The rod of the man I love like no other…

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: My mind and heart are racing, as I have not experienced something like this before… Oh sure I have had sex with a few men, and driven my man spear deep and hard into them. But this is far more than some simple entry of pleasure. This is pure undeniable love making in its most sacred form. I feel like my entire athletic lean battle ready body will burst forth in the intensity of this orgasm. I squirm in absolute pleasure under your heavy granite hard muscles and your expectly placed pressure on my steel flexing obliques. It is impressive that these same massive superhero muscles can do such extensive damage in the war zone but here now those batte hard muscles move with gentle power that moves over my body with an exquisite touch that stimulates my whole being.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: My face begins to turn a deep shade of red, my hard corded neck flexes out to the point where the muscles look like they will tear forth from my skin. My fur dusted chest barrels up as the water runs over and around the muscle ridges. My right hand punches the wall hard as the ecstasy levels take me to a new height. I gasp out losing my breath… I can not speak but only give you the complement of my silent lover’s scream. My toes curl as my hard, hairy muscled legs push off the shower floor allowing me to drill deep into your tight heroic manhole. Then my wet muscle ridge covered flexing body freezes as my cock unloads a second and much larger load of my man seed deep into your center. Your thick super soldier frame is weighing down on me, as I explode more white cum ribbon into your muscular canal… feeling as though my body is tearing apart in deepening orgasmic pressure. I struggle to catch my breath, my chest heaving deep, as I finally finish my climatic climb in our love making. My right hand comes off the wall to rub your other thick man crushing thigh which hugs me tightly. I gasp over and over again, my body limp under you, but still squirming slowly in the after sensations. “Holy Fuck, Cap…” I exclaim. I look up seeing so much love in your eyes but I see your one eyebrow inch up at my swearing. I grin laughing a little trying to regain my breath. “I know, I know, watch my language.” I tease as I reach out and grab your hand and kiss the back of your brick breaking hand. I look deeply into your eyes, “That was amazing Cap… I mean off the charts amazing… I have never felt anything like that before… Thank you for trusting and loving me enough to give yourself to me… I treasure you… But you are still bringing me breakfast.” I smile still locked under you, with no intention of moving, as I drink up our intimacy.

00:00 Captain_America: My eyes go wide as saucers, as for the first time in my life, I feel the seed of another man fill me up from the inside out. The sensation is indescribable, and it is all the more special and sacred because it is the seed of the man I love above all others… my David, Steve Roger’s hero. I look down at you, my eyes wide with love and surprise. Then, I wince slightly, raising one eyebrow as you swear at me. I’m so used to having to be what others expect of me, that even in private, I never swear. I might think about it sometimes, but I never say it. I laugh at you as you tease me for my reaction, and grab my hand to kiss it tenderly. I reach down with my other hand and gently stroke your wet hair, as the hot water pours over us. I laugh even more as you remind me that I still have to get breakfast. I don’t respond with words, but with my loving gaze as I slowly begin to lean forward, slowly, ever so slowly begin to unwind my densely muscled quads from around your waist, and even more slowly, reluctantly, lift my ass up off your manhood, some of your seed dribbling out in the wake of it’s exit, washed away by the hot water. I lean down to kiss you as you lay beneath me, murmuring, “I love you David.”, my hands stroking your lean, hard muscled arms.

00:00 Captain_America: I slowly wrap my arms around you, working them under the hard, tight muscled cords of your shoulders and back, wrapping you in my tight, protective, loving embrace. I tense my core, and plant my feet on the floor of the shower, and lift us both up to a standing position, never breaking off my kiss with you in the process, my body moving smoothly, naturally, a well-oiled, elite trained machine. I break my kiss finally as the water pours over us. I whisper in your ear, “I think David, I’d like very much to lay down and fall asleep with you held tightly in my arms.”

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: We continue sharing in our closeness and deep intimacy as you slowly use your strength again, by unwrapping your massive rippling quads from around me, then leaning down to kiss me so passionately as you lift us both back up to our feet in the shower. The water washes over our heated bodies. Your stone strapping thighs stand up flexing as you hold me in your canon sized upper arms and all along our lover’s kiss never breaks. I sigh over and over in your arms as you hold me close. The absolute feeling of safety and care exists in your grip. It is the same feeling I had when you leaped from the train roof and snatched me from the clutches of Sabian, and we slammed back down on the train top. Your arms were so hard like two thick pieces of granite and you held me close then just like you do now, showing that nothing will take me from your arms. You speak of laying for the night and embracing me tightly till dawn, and I can think of nothing better.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I turn in your embrace and shut off the water. I run my hands back through my dripping hair as I reach for a towel. I look into your eyes saying nothing as I run the towel smoothly over your muscles of banded iron. My hands work the towel in, around and under your warrior hard body, drying you off. Along the way I kiss each muscle lightly as you stand there. My hand grip the towel hard massaging your natural bulging superhero frame. I tie the towel around your v-shaped waistline, then playfully push you back on the shower wall. I then repeat the process with the towel on my body, as I work it over each one athletic power-packed muscles. You watch me as I dry myself off, I keep staring at you beautify rich eyes and smiling pleasantly with a euphoria of loving emotions. I then grab both your hands and pull out from the shower walking backward so I can face, and I lead us to your bed.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I lay back on the bed, tugging at your towel making it drop to the floor, I toss mine off as well, and gently pull your heavy hero frame down on top of me. Our warm dry bodies settle into each other as I interlace my lean steel quads with your tree trunk thighs. I run my fingers through your blond hair. I kiss you on each cheek lightly, then on your forehead. “I am the luckiest man alive, and not because I have Captain America in my life, but because Steve Rogers loves me.” I say as I kiss your lips then I gently lay your head on my fur dusted chiseled chest. Again, I run my hands through your hair softly as we lay there drifting off to sleep.

00:00 Captain_America: We step out of the shower, as you turn the water off, and my eyes twinkle with a loving grin as you carefully dry and kiss the curves and hard lines of my combat-forged super soldier muscle. Then, as you lovingly wrap the towel around my own waist, you turn to yourself, and I’m treated to an incredible show, as you dry yourself off, my eyes full of love and admiration as you carefully work your way down your own lean, hard, slightly hairy muscle, packed with power and determination. I follow you, bemused as you pull me to bed, walking backwards all the way.

00:00 Captain_America: I slowly lay myself on top of you, the thick, heavily muscled cords of my powerful body tenderly settling into place, our legs intertwining, as my head rests against your fur dusted, tightly muscled chest. I reach up with my hands to stroke your shoulders, your cheek, your own deep brown hair with equal tenderness, even as you stroke mine. My heart goes even softer as I listen to you, then we kiss again, and I settle into place, a feeling of perfect comfort, contentment and love throbbing deep inside me. As we drift off, I murmur, “Steve Rogers is the luckiest man alive, because he’s found his very own hero…” I smile before drifting off to sleep.

====Back to the nightmare outside…====

00:00 The_Guardian: I see those eyes, burning with lustful rage. I stare deep, trying to find the Nicole I once knew. Fighting back the pain the best this super soldier could, but there’s nothing but the lustful rage. You’re like an animal. An unrecognizable one at that. I wanted to get to you. I wanted to get inside that mind, to pull you back from this abyss, but I know better than anyone that I can’t, not when your blades are piercing through my body. Pinning me down. Gagging me. For the first time in a long while, I feel the hopelessness taking over. No matter how much I am trying, I can’t break free. I am failing to have control of my body. My ass being plowed by your huge cock. My senses overwhelmed by the pain and lust. My mind is all over the place. I lose track of time and space. Thinking back at the times when we are back with the Red Fist. Where you would fuck me, take my ass in the very same position.

00:00 The_Guardian: Your voice is mesmerizing. My cock getting harder, loader as you stroke my cock. UGHHHHHHHHHHH… I moan louder, and louder. My eyes seemingly empty. I can hardly make out what you are saying. I am lost in the moment. And finally, I felt it. Your hot load fills my ass, making me moan even louder. UGHHHHHHHHHHHH… while my body starts to tense, shaking. I can feel the pain again. It’s coming back tenfold. My body arch up as I shoot, blasting my load all over. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH moaning into your lips as you lean down and kiss me hard. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM Splashing all over, and my body goes limp. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMM eyes fluttering, staring up into yours.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: The stimulation is shared with you as you yoru cockhead bursts forth with you deep super soldier load. I point your dick up at you as you paint yourself in your submission that sends your seed in ropes all over you blood covered rippling muscled chest. I pant out, seeing my breath in the cold. I have been so heated for you that the temperature has meant nothing to me till now. I pull from your ass, I rub you manly face that shows your pain and broken spirit. “ You know it did not have to be like this, you chose the hard path my love.” I say looking down on you as I pull the dagger from your side quickly, which sends another bolt of deep pain through your body. I stand up dropping your limp legs to the sides of me as I stand in between your thick super soldier quads, I pull back my head and then slam it down on your exposed ball sac, grindin the heel of my boot into your manhood. “You left me… you deserve every bit of pain I can give you and more.” I say in a cold hateful tone looking down over you in pain. I then sense the bear come up behind me and put his barrel sized chest on my back and wrap me in his Canon sized arms as he looks over my shoulder down at your broken wasted super soldier body.

00:00 Gregor: My Nicole went on ahead to pleasure himself on his previous lover, one they call The Guardian. I kept him up wind of me so that my senses could stay attuned to give him any aid he needed. I knew he would not, but I care deeply for my lover and cub. This little session he would have with The Guardian would ramp up his rage and allow him to complete out siege mission on the base with an expert’s touch. I needed his blades to be in perfect form today and allowing him to take his sexual feast on his former lover was just the proding he would need. I sent the legion of troopers ahead to position themselves around the tarmac, surface entrances and main hanger door. The master is sparing no expense in man power as we have brought over one hundred and fifty men. The master has something very special planned for his vengeance on the Ironclad. We will stop them in their tracks and take the original super soldier to continue the research to perfect the serum. The modified serum is poiten indeed but the side effects are costly and I fear losing my Nicole to the rage of the serum.

00:00 Gregor: I can sense and hear my Nicole is close to his climax and make my way up to him. I approach him from behind as I see his thick warrior body flexing as he seeds the shredded and broken Guardian. My lover is a master at bringing pain. The Guardian will no longer be a problem for us now. Nicole stands and I come up behind him as he wails on his former’s manhood. Seeing his rage and violence stirs me and I pull against him. “Shhhhhhhh my love, there is more blood to split this morning,” I say, licking his ear as I look down over the marred body of The Guardian. I release my lover and then come around leaning down over the broken super soldier, my boulder sized shoulder cocks back and I fire in my beastly fisted paw that slams into the The Guardian’s face making him the blackness of unconsciousness. I reach down and hoist up the body of the Guardian and head up to the roof access of the base as my lover goes to the main tarmac to lead the siege. I roar into the wind, “FOR CHARA.”

00:00 The_Guardian: My breathing starts to go shallow. I am getting lightheaded, from having blew my load, and from the loss of blood. My body’s still hurting like hell. Sweat continues to pour down my muscles, I groan painfully when you retrieve the blades, first from my shoulders, then from my side. Body convulsing against the floor. My eyes looking empty, staring up, at not only one, but two silhouettes towering over me. UGHHHHHHHHHHHH. I am still trying to figure out what just happened. The massive loss of blood now is messing with my mind. I am still conscious for some inexplicable reason, despite the fact that I am in so much pain and agony. My former lover betrayed me. Nearly killing me. Fucking me senseless yet I wasn’t even able to scream the whole time. Body shaking again, uncontrollably, when I see a large figure approaching. It.. must be… UGHHHHHHHHHHHH… And just like that, I get knocked out cold…

=====3 hours later====

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: The Cap and I “played most of the night, so our sleep was fleeting. My eyes adjust looking to my watch face glowing as it sides on the side table of Cap’s bed. The Cap’s heroic sized muscled body is still laying on my athletic frame with his head on my chest. Neither one moved once we fell asleep as we are in the exact same position. I look down watching him as he rests so peacefully. He is a gorgeous man, and I am so lucky to have him. I missed him so tremendously on my SHIELD assignment. But the time apart proved to me the depth of our love. I would and will do anything for this man. I know I need to wake him...it is unlike him to sleep past 0500 but last night was pretty epic for him and I, and if I am correct the wrongful news of my potential death really tore the Cap up. I hurt that he felt that deep pain...but again what a testament to our love.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I bring my hand up and stroke your strong face, as I lightly run my hands through your hair. In our lives, as soldiers, get so little real down time like this, and I am going to soak it all up as fuel to carry on through the thick of things. But I do want to spend a little more time with you before our official duties start for us. Besides I want the spoils of the bet I won. “Hey my big hero man, good morning” I say lightly as I stir you some, then kiss your forehead.

00:00 Captain_America: Suddenly, I slowly wake up in response to your gentle kiss and soft words, the events of last night rushing back to fill me with a warm glow of love and joy. I’m still in the same position I was in when I drifted off to sleep last night, my hard muscled body laying on top of yours, using your strong chest as a pillow. What a delightful way to wake up. I glance over at the time, and notice it is well past five am. I never sleep in much past 5, a testament to the depth of comfort I felt using you as a pillow. I chuckle, and slowly start to stir, giving you a warm kiss on the cheek. I roll off you, and out of bed, standing over you, my naked body in all it’s heroic glory, hard muscled, steel-lined and powerful, as I stretch my arms up over my head.

00:00 Captain_America: Then, I remember our little “bet” from last night. My eyes flash with mirth, as I look down at you laid out on the bed, the sharp lines of your powerful, lean physique, your chest lightly dusted with dark fur filling me all over again with love and desire. My manhood starts to twitch. I sit down on the bed next to you, and gently stroke your hair, looking softly into your eyes. Then, just to try out the sound of the words, to feel that sense of wonder again, I say, “I love you David..” I lean down and kiss you one more time, my heart aching at how handsome you are, knowing I could lose myself in those deep blue eyes of yours.

00:00 Captain_America: Then, I chuckle, and my grin gets even wider as I speak up again, “And how would my hero like his breakfast in bed this morning .. eggs over easy, with his bacon crispy as I remember?”

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: You awake from your slumber, your heroic titan frame rolls from me and I get to see the full monty of the man I love. You stretch and I see your cannon sized arm go straight up and all I want to do is pull you back to me. Your barreling chest, your elite warrior v-cut waistline, and your granite pillar quads all just scream of your might and beauty as my man. You come sit back next to me touch me, making my cock stir and the sensual electricity to run through my body. You say you love me… my heart leaps… there are no better words. Then you ask my order and I smile big.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I grin at your, as reach for you hand. I lace my fingers in yours and I look from your hand to your eyes and then back again. I kiss your hand. “I kiss the hand that holds my heart.” I say poetically. Then my eyes flash and I rock back bending at the waist launching my legs up and around your neck. I lock my ankles and twist yanking you down to the bed on your back. I pull your arm tight against my chest and wrench it hard, knowing this won’t hurt you, but will probably get you riled up. I secure your head in my rippling hard fur dusted thighs, squeezing your neck. Sure any other guy might get pissed off that ruined the mood or be all freaked out over my yanking them down. But I know my Cap and he loves a good hard romping in the bed. I grin down with delight in my eyes. “This superhero is not done with his loyal sidekick, yet” I tease knowing I am poking the “super soldier bear” in you. This is one thing I love about us, we are so many things to each other. We are soldiers fighting together. We are lovers staying true to one another. We are men standing rightly side by side. We playmates who delight in one another's bodies and humor. But what I have learned tonight from you is that my dream has come true. I have met my soulmate. I stare down at you in deep love and frolicking play.

00:00 Captain_America: I almost laugh out loud in delight as David answers my off of breakfast with a blatant attack following his sweet words, no doubt to lure me into a false sense of security. His tightly muscled legs have my right arm wrapped up in a flash, pulled tightly against his furry chest. My eyes are twinkling and I notice the thumping of his heart beneath my hand. He wraps those legs tightly around my neck, thick columns of muscle and power in an attempt to crush me, twisting to slam my back down on the bed at the same time. Gently, I twist my head in the crushing grip of your hard thighs, and kiss your thigh muscle. What a splendid way to wake up in the morning. But I think it was time to give you just a small taste of power. With a grin, I flexed my right arm just slightly, as my hand palmed your heart. I pulled your shoulders up an inch or two off the bed, then, my abs crunched and tightened with phenomenal power as I sat up, slid forward, my quads smoothly unfolding as I stood up on the floor next to the bed, with your body along for the ride.

00:00 Captain_America: I reached up with my free hand as I held you suspended in the air, your body extended off to my right side, holding onto my neck, your hands grasping my right arm to your chest. My free hand began to explore the hard lines of that tightly flexed muscle as it strained with might. I traced your steel-cabled quads… up to your hips, gently tweaked your manhood, then reached down to explore the ridges of your abs, and up your obliques. I kissed your thigh again. The pressure was intense, definitely, but I could take this level of pressure all day long without breaking a sweat. I twisted just a bit in your hanging headscissor, turning to look into your eyes as I began to properly flex my right arm, the heavy thick bicep beginning to rumble and contract with super hero power, pulling your torso along with it, overcoming the strength of your core and your thighs as I pulled you in towards my face. I with a grunt, my voice just a bit strained from the pressure, I chuckled, “I think love, that I … might have you outgunned.” The thick peak of my bicep popped into its full glory, hard and round, bulging with power, thicker and harder than a baseball.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: Out gunned and outsmarted… I knew going into this little bout with my Cap how it would, well not exactly how, but I knew he would break my hold, and totally show his might. You see Cap is one of the most humble men I have ever met. Just because one has strength does not mean they need to show it all the time… words of my father. On the battlefield Cap will “bring the heat” as Captain America for sure, but in life off the battlefield Cap enjoys being seen as the Steve Rogers. And Steve Rogers likes a good wrestling match. So when Cap showed his might here in our early AM lovers throw down I was not surprised at all.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I have you down and pinned to the bed, any man would be tapping now. The position was placed in shear perfection on your arm to wrench it totally out of your massively round battle forged shoulder. My tightly crushing battle hard thighs were placed at the up most pressure point to make you yield. However, you show me just what I want...your might. You twist your head on that steel cabled and neck and kiss my thighs, I grin big. I poked the bear this morning. Then in a sweeping motion of heroic athletic power you bend your muscled arm of banded iron and you pull my whole body up to you as you stand next to the bed. I hang off you like a kid's jungle gym with my legs still latched onto your thick neck. I laugh hard saying, “you sexy show off.” You bend me with your one herculean arm and I get close enough to kiss you.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: “So you surrender do you?” I tease as I unfold my tight strapping legs from your neck and I slide around your flexing pulsating rock crushing muscled body to where I am chest to chest, my legs locked around your v-shaped waist and my arms around your neck and head. I lean and kiss you deeply, passionately as my tongue fills your mouth. I pull back slightly from your face and press my forehead against yours, “I hope you know how much I love you Cap… and anything… anything you ask of me and I will do it… I am yours and will always be your David, and hero.” I say with deep emotion in voice. I kiss you again, then slide down your thick frame. I give you muscled ass a good slap playfully. “Now you have a debt to pay, my dear man, and please extra crispy on the bacon,” I tease as I bound back in bed sliding under the covers, grinning at you with deep delight in my eyes. My life with Cap… is perfect, I think to myself watching him pull on his grey workout shorts that display his stone strapping thighs and then he pulls on his white t-shirt that highlights every ripple curve of his elite warrior chest. I blow him a kiss as he goes to leave. “Now don’t forget to flex “America’s ass” for me, big guy.” I say playing more with the man I love.

00:00 Captain_America: I grin wide as you laugh at my display of strength. I would never behave like this in public, it wouldn’t be right for me to show off, it wouldn’t feel right at all. But with you… there is a playfulness and a love between us that lets me play and laugh and have fun with you in a way that refreshes my soul. I can take off the heavy duty of being Captain America, and be Steve Rogers with you, your playful lover. It feels delightful. I kiss you as I pull you in, which was of course my intention all along with my ostentatious display of strength.

00:00 Captain_America: And this kiss is long and deep and hard, and I melt into you, kissing you passionately as you slowly slide down my naked body, our muscle and skin in close contact as your feet find the floor, our lips never parting. I wrap my arms around you and pull you in tight. This is perfection. As we break, I can hear and feel the love in your voice, the love we share as you declare your love for me. I stroke your face, as I reply, “You have given me a gift of love I never thought to have in this life, David. I love you, and I am yours, your Steve… your Captain.” Then, you slap my ass, and I laugh out loud again, as you dive under the covers. “Yes sir!!” I snap off with a crisp salute. Then, grinning I pull on my white t-shirt and grey workout shorts, showing off my hard, heavy, steel-cut super soldier muscle to perfection.

00:00 Captain_America: You ask me to flex my ass for you, calling it America’s ass, and I blush bright red. “David… sometimes, you are too much!” But I oblige, flexing my glutes just for you. Then, laughing I head out in search of breakfast. What a perfect start to the day!

=====Meanwhile on the Ironclad Tarmac=====

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I make my way carefully down over the snow covered hill to the Ironclad tarmac. The air is frigid and the wind has picked up. But my serum enhanced blood is boiling over the lustful hard treatment I just gave my former lover, Marcus Cross, The Guardian. His broken pulsing super soldier muscles under my strapping hard steel body was purely divine. Seeing him spill his submissive seed stirred my inner rage to the point I just wanted to bloody his handsome face with my rock hard fists. My member is swelling again as I relive the images of the horrors I just played out on him. Fuck, what an amazing day this will be… with the burtal ruination of Marcus… with the fall of Ironclad… and with the capture of the super soldier. The Chara Clan will rise today.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: As I get to the edge of the tarmac, hidden in the surrounding treeline, I see there is minimal security. I already have men who have tapped into the security feeds and remote alarm fences. Ironclad will only see what we want them to see and they will be alerted to nothing but static. There are eight Ironclad troops on patrol on the tarmac but at my signal will all be taken out quickly and quietly by our Chara sharpshooters who are in place on the upper ridge. There are three waves of troops here. The first is a heavily armed strike force that will raid into the complex once I blow the main doors. The strike force will flood the base wreaking havoc and mayhem… then I will spring the deadly surprise that will send the Ironclad base into an uproar. Upon that uproar my bear and I will make our move with the second strikeforce to seize the master’s prize and “disable” the leadership of Ironclad. The third wave of Chara troops will take out all transports on the tarmac and in the hanger. I want a clean get away with the master’s trophy, for the bear and I.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I press my fingers to the comms device in my ear… it is time. “Now my Chara Troopers, let us begin...FIRE.” I say. Instantly the sharper shooters fire and within mere seconds before any reaction can be handled by the Ironclad soldiers on the tarmac, all eight of them lay on the ground lifeless. “We move NOW,” I commanded as the first strike force moved quickly to the main hangar doors, the full legion in motion now. Chara troopers pepper the tarmac as they prepare for the siege. Each soldier is fully dedicated to give their lives for Chara, and the master. The C-4 is planted...then BOOM. I ignite the trigger switch and the heavy hangar doors buckle and explode inward with thunderous noise. Alarms instantly sound on the base. The first strike force moves in fast like a flood. There are over one hundred soldiers in the first wave. Gun fire rattles off as both Chara and Ironclad troopers engage in the battle. Shouts and screams issue out from the hangar confirming Ironclad had no idea we were coming, and in such force. I pull out another remote trigger. I place my finger on the comms earpiece again. “Gregor, my love, let me know when you are ready and you see the men in place.” I say. Gregor growls back his affirmation as he stands atop the Ironclad base with the wilted, broken, ravaged body of The Guardian over his shoulder.

00:00 Captain_America: As I’m walking down the hall towards the mess hall to get my man his breakfast, eggs over easy and bacon crispy, I slowly become aware of the shocked and surprised expressions on the faces of the soldiers as I walk past. It dawns on me suddenly that none of the troops have ever seen me walking down the hall, out of uniform, wearing nothing by some shorts and a t-shirt, wearing a grin on my face as though I were the luckiest man alive, which I am. I start to blush a bright red as I realize the situation, but there is no turning back now. Even Captain America is allowed to be a … bit informal … every now and then, right?

00:00 Captain_America: I’m reaching out to open the door to the mess hall, when suddenly there is a series of massive explosions, powerful enough that I can feel the shockwaves rattle the doors. The lights flicker on and off, and in the next moment sirens begin blaring throughout the hallways. My perfect morning has suddenly turned into a battlefield. In an instant, I switch into combat mode. Every sense becomes heightened, my heart begins to race faster, and time seems to slow, as every detail pops out at me, the sudden looks of shock and fear on the men in the mess hall, the flickering of the lights, and most importantly, the direction of the explosions. Towards the main hangar. We were under attack, and to judge by the sound and shockwave from those explosions, the main hangar doors were likely breached. Without a second thought I spring into action, bounding through the mess hall, my herculean quads rippling with superheroic strength as I leap up onto the rows of orderly tables to avoid the men filling the hall for their morning meal. In four huge bounds, I leap from table to table, and at a dead run slam through the far door headed for the hangar, as the men begin to organize themselves, with the discipline and training that makes me proud. Each of them have their battle stations, and like a well-oiled machine they respond. My job now is to be on the forefront of this attack. A surge of steel-hard determination fills me with purpose. Every single attacker I can reach is one less attacker that can harm or kill these men, my brothers in arms. I’m not armed, but there is no time to rush back to my quarters, anyways my very body is a weapon, and whoever is bold enough to launch an attack on Ironclad will soon find that out.

00:00 Base_Commander_Charles_Grendings: Those bastards want to attack ME and MY BOYS!? I’m fucking fuming at the collar as I stride down the hall to base operations. As I come in the room, the men are already in motion, getting status data together for me. “REPORT!!” I bark out. Nothing I hear surprises me. Camera feeds out, attacks at the main hangar doors, visuals on troops. Those Chara bastards wanna fight on our home turf, huh? Alright, motherfuckers. They wouldn’t have scrambled the cams if they didn’t want us blind, though. So the main hangar attack is likely a diversion. I look over at Riley to have him start organizing the defense on my commands. “Split the men into two defense forces - half at the main hangar, half at the secondary entrances. Engage as necessary at the main hangar, defensive positions at secondary entrances - we hold our fucking ground.” Riley nods and gets busy organizing the men. Then I turn to Dacks, my comms specialist, and she’s already got a base-wide channel opened for me. I storm over and scoop up the hot mic and pour my rage for the enemy out as well as my love for my men.

00:00 Base_Commander_Charles_Grendings: “Listen up! Those Chara bastards want to come to our home turf for something. You greet them just like they deserve. Gear up quick, and you hold your ground - don’t give those bastards an inch. Shoot to kill every single one of them, cause they already got blood on their hands. Tip the scales back and show them what Ironclad’s Oath means to you!!” I turn to the next order of business when my right hand man is in front of me. “FIGGS!! REPORT!!” I bark out as he presents himself.

00:00 Corporal_Frank_Figgs: I was just getting to sip my first cup of bad base black coffee when BOOM. I could hear the front main hangar doors explode. “What the HELL,” I say standing up asking for status reports around the room. The Base Commander calls for a report and station after station calls out that all is clear. How fuck the is that possible.... Dammit our security feeds have been tapped. “Sound all alarms, equip the troops, this priority code one.” I call out to stations. I turn to the Base Commander… “All security feeds are compromised, the main hangar door is well blown apart, we confirmed sightings of over one hundred Chara Clan troops entering the base. Heavy casualties already. Dr. Franks and the med cure are on site and in action. This is a full-on siege sir. I do not have a location on the Captain yet.” I call out knowing that will be his next question. The bulkhead doors to the command center close as we go into a full lockdown. Secondary power supplies and operating systems are coming on line. This is a fucking nightmare.

00:00 Base_Commander_Charles_Grendings: “YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THIS IS A FULL-ON SIEGE, CORPORAL?!” I spit back at him. “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK THEY ARE HERE FOR?!” My eyes are wide, staring at him to help me figure out the most important thing. They got us blind on everything, but if we can figure out their target, we get a much better chance to prepare a solid defense. We can’t defend the whole base against a full-on siege with them already blowing our fucking front doors off the hinges, though.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I lay here on Cap’s bed, just thinking of the long night with him. It could not have been more perfect, I mean truly what a dream come true. Cap is a total gentleman and the best lover I could ever have. My athletic strapping body flexes, my cock stirring as I relive the events of the night in my mind. I think of him touching me in every way possible. His strong but gentle hands working down and around my body. I look over and see his shield and I smile with overwhelming thoughts of him in his uniform, and then I think of him naked and I can not decide which look I prefer. I laugh to myself… then… the room shakes and there a massive explosion that rocks the base. “FUCK!!” I call out, but instantly see an image of Cap telling me to watch my language. I bound up fast while pulling on my pants, getting my shoes on, ripping a t-shirt over my head and grabbing two side arms and strapping Cap’s shield to my back. I barrel out the door. The lights are flickering and it is pure chaos. I call out to the men in the hall who are seeking direction. “MEN, get armed and get to the hangar, we have to stop these bastards.” I bark the command out, the men snap-to fast. Then hallway doors burst open and Chara Clan troopers pour into the hall firing off heavy rounds that tag and kill Ironclad personnel. I whip Cap’s shield around and fend off the bullets coming my way, then I pull a side arm and fire… one down… two down… six Chara Troopers taken out. I press ahead using Cap’s shield as the perfect battle ram to plow through the on coming enemy pressing towards the hangar.

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: I’m up early, on duty in ten minutes, after one of the best nights of sleep I’d had in a while. And it’s not surprising. Seeing the Captain and David’s reunion yesterday… it had lifted the spirits of the whole base. We all knew how much weight the mighty Captain carried on his shoulders. Seeing the joy on his face was like … christmas come early, like… the look on my wife’s face when I surprised her by taking my leave early. And his joy was infectious, not to mention good for morale. I’m heading towards my duty station, lost in thought when suddenly the entire base is rocked by a series of brutal explosions. FUCK… FUCK.. I’m thrown against the wall, and dirt and sand sifts from the ceiling, and the lights go out hard. My ears are ringing, and suddenly, I realize I’m on my hands and knees. That was close… very close.. I struggle up to my feet, shaking my head out, and I hear gunfire. The hangar… The hangar is on the other side of this wall.. They’ve blasted the doors open, we are being invaded. I break into a run, pulling out my sidearm, holding in front of me, looking for targets, the door into the main hangar is just around the corner. Alarms are blaring. I turn the corner, and it is a scene of horror. The doors to the main hangar have burst open, and gun wielding assailants are pouring through, bullets flying.

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: I take aim, and fire three shots in quick succession, nailing two troopers who are surging forward with maniacal zeal, so characteristic of the Chara Clan. Then, I gasp, on the other side of the entrance hall, fronting the Hangar, a chunk of the ceiling collapsed, and I can see four or five men wedged beneath. I realize that was the duty desk, and the remains of the desk kept the slab of concrete from crushing them. We had to save them… Fuck. Behind me, running up the darkened hall, come a squad of Ironclad men running to the fray, I motion them to stay back with a quick gesture of my hand, and point out in a quick sequence several points of cover in the entrance hall. They are well trained, and don’t hesitate to burst into the hall, leaping for cover to begin to set up a defense. At the same time, I hear the base commander’s voice booming over the loudspeakers, calling everyone to arms. Our base had become a battle ground. Then, on the other side of the entrance hall, coming up the passage leading from the mess hall, I caught sight of a man running down the hall. I did a double take… he was only wearing a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt. Then, I did a triple take. That was… the Captain??? HOLY SHIT, look at the muscle on him!! But what the hell was he...?

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: He wasn’t even armed!! But there was no time for any of that. I watched in amazement as he came barrelling into the room, he immediately leapt like a spear driving two troopers flying against the far wall, knocking them senseless. The Captain didn’t need a weapon. He was a weapon… A cheer rose up from the men who were filtering into the hall. Then, I caught his eye and pointed at the men trapped beneath the duty desk. He followed my gaze, and then in a blur of motion he was on it.

00:00 Captain_America: Chest heaving, I turned following Sage’s gaze and instantly saw the situation. With a huge surge of power, my herculean legs catapulted me across the entrance hall to the duty desk, and wedged underneath the slab. Several of the men were knocked out, and others were bleeding badly, and at least two of the men were partially trapped beneath the remains of the crushed duty desk and the heavy weight of that slab. They must have been in the process of changing the guard when the explosions dislodged the slab. Wedging under the slab, I tuck my knees into my chest, and plant my bare feet on the concrete slab. I judge it probably weighs about a ton. I give a grin at the men next to me, trying to reassure them, “Don’t worry gentlemen, I didn’t miss leg day. We’ll get you out of here in a jiffy.” More shouting and gunfire erupts outside, as I take a deep breath, focus, and then tighten my core. My abs pop into full definition, taking on the consistency of solid concrete, sending a huge rippling surge of power through my super soldier body, every muscle, every tendon popping into full relief, my hard muscles looking more like something carved from granite than from human flesh. With a groan of effort, my herculean quads explode with superheroic might, as shaking and trembling I extend my awesomely powerful legs up, lifting about a ton of concrete. With a scream of effort, I gather myself for another surge of power, and my thighs explode with might, tossing the heavy slab off to the side. A med team was standing by, and they charge forward to take the injured to safety as I stood up, dropping into a battle stance, and preparing to charge into the teeth of the intruders, who I could now see by the markings on their uniforms, were Chara Clan.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: The Plan is proceeding well. Ironclad has been totally taken by surprise. The first strike force has entered the base successfully. The explosive charges have been set on all the transports. Over one hundred Chara Clan troopers, sold the pure cause of serving the Clan even with their deaths, have swarmed the base… and death they shall taste today… for the glory of CHARA. Gregor signals me that our troops have pressed in fully to base and that it is now time for phase two… total CHAOS. With the remote detonator in my hand I depress the main button and the transports all explode instantly… choppers, planes, and ground equipment shatter and erupt into flames. The tarmac erupts in flames as the vehicles rattle with the explosions. The second strike force stands ready to thrust into the base, but I steady them as I again go to the detonator in my hand and depress the second button. Suddenly you hear it… explosion after explosion, screams upon screams, metal breaking and crashing, walls shattering… as every single trooper of the first strike force explodes… human bombs. The Ironclad base shakes on its foundations as walls crumble and the base lights go dark. Each of human bombs backs the force easily of 5 to 10 military grade grenades. This will cripple the Ironclad operations totally. The Chara Clan has brought its revenge. I stand and signal the second force to move in. “Kill anything that is still living or moving, we take no prisoners save the original super soldier.” I command as I stand and draw my blades and prepare for battle.

00:00 Base_Commander_Charles_Grendings: The questions suddenly don’t mean shit anymore. The base is rocked from all sides, all around us explosions. Even here underground in the operations room, the explosions can be felt going through the buried concrete and steel skeleton of the base. Everyone looks around to each other and then to me before the lights go off and then come back on. “Emergency power on, all backup systems online,” Dacks calls out. My eyes furl down. This is an inside job. High up. My men are dying out there because of a fucking rat in this room. I can feel it in my gut. “Everyone rotate two stations,” I call out in a low voice, my fists clenched. I want to sniff out the traitor, if they’re stupid enough to give themselves up now. I scan their faces as they all think about what I’ve just asked them to do. More explosions and sounds of chaos reaching us down here in our buried hole. My eyes cutting into each one of them as I see the look of understanding come across some of their faces. And then...my eyes get to Dacks. “Dacks...get away from the comms,” I growl. It’s all over her face - she can’t abandon that station - she NEEDS to be at that station. “So help me God, I’ll spill your brains on the wall myself if you don’t get away from that station,” I say one last time.

00:00 Corporal_Daria_Dacks: We all have duties and we all have our burdens. Sometimes our burdens outweigh our duties. You see that was the state he found me in, my life burdens were too much for me bear… my family falling apart, our finances drained, but all that dwindles in comparison to my deathly ill daughter, and her treatments are not even covered by our insurance. I was lost and drowning with no one to help me. But then he came… Mr. Kizer, he was gentle and kind… so strong and had a presence that filled the room. He was in a well dressed suit that hugged his body like a glove. He had tattoos all over him I assume as they drew up his neck and over his head. Mr. Kizer explained how he saw the world as broken, hurting and that the innocent were being taken advantage of… the innocent ones like me… my daughter. He wanted to help me, help my family… my little girl. He knew everything about me, in my broken state as I sat there listening to him and all that he could do for my burdens… he could save my daughter. However, I would need to compromise my duties. What was I supposed to do? It was simple, I did what he told me to do. He and his “freedom fighters,” needed access to the Ironclad security grid… I was the Security Comms. Officer at the Base of Operations at Ironclad. I easily had the rotating access codes, and I gave them to him at our second meeting. At that second meeting he gave me a communication device to use if I ever needed him, I could contact him. He informed me to keep it hidden and to keep it with me at all times. Men like him who pursue real freedom have real enemies, he told me. That afternoon I received a call from the local hospital, my daughter’s treatments had been approved and fully covered and in a heartbeat we received a large sum of cash that washed our family’s financial issues away… my husband and I had our first breath of stress free air. It has been over two years these burdens have been ruining us. That was two weeks ago.

00:00 Corporal_Daria_Dacks: This morning I arrived in the early AM to report for duties, and to my shock and dismay I found the access for the Ironclad security systems had changed. They were different from the codes I had given to Mr. Kizer, for the payment to help my daughter, and my family. I panicked with a sick feeling in my stomach. Upon learning this, I found a restroom and nearly vomited up my breakfast. I pulled the communication device he gave me and pressed the main release button and the device activated. Instantly Mr. Kizer answered, again he was kind and understanding and asked if I had access to the new codes. I affirmed. He asked if I could relay him the codes. The only way I could do that is actively from my station, but my daughter, my family and for real freedom, I would do it. Mr. Kizer also told me to depress the main button should I run into any trouble and he would personally send help to me. So that led me here… when the first explosion went off, I knew what I had done, but there was no turning back. The deed was done, my daughter was safe, my family secure… freedom had been given. Once the attack was well underway Base Commander Grendings knew this had to be an inside job. I stayed at my station as long as I could… then the Base Commander threatened to blast my brains out. I reached in my pocket and depressed the main button like Mr. Kizer said. Help was on the way.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I enter the blasted open hangar doors, and the Ironclad base is in full chaos. The master will be so proud. Instantly it put my vibrainium curled man slicing blades into action as the pitiful Ironclad soldiers and personnel attempted their retaliation. My blades whistle and zing through the air like rays of silver as I cut through body after body as they approach. With my enhanced modified super soldier serum I am moving faster and more accurate than before. I can hear their bullets fire… I dodge easily, tuck and roll. I even have the massive agility to shield myself from the oncoming fire with my blades, as I catch the bullets on my blades. I am indeed a force to be reckoned with. The Ironclad soldiers are no match for my skill. One approaches with his semi automatic weapon and I surge up on my stone strapping thighs leaping with an accelerated might up above the man then dropping directly on him, smashing his skull into the cement floor.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I hear another approaching from behind, his weapon is cocked, and he fires. My enhanced senses allow me to drop the spin on my hunches as my tight power-packed muscles work like a perfect machine. My blades swing out and cut through his legs and torso as if he were made of paper. I stand and give a satisfying groan of pleasure my cock swells with a deep might for battle. Then I turn and I see him… Captain America. He is across the way, scarcely dressed. “Very impressive,” I say aloud as I watch his heroic muscle pull and swell as he moves a mammoth cement piece off some of his fellow soldiers. I reach for my comms earpiece. “Gregor I have eyes on the prize, let's drop in with our little distraction, shall we my love.” I say still watching the impressive physique of the mighty Captain. Suddenly, my remote beeps and flashes. “Ah yes, Mrs. Dacks,” I say to myself as I depress the blinking button. “Your services will no longer be needed.” I say coldly to myself as if she could hear me. Then you hear it… BOOM… an explosion in the command center.

00:00 Base_Commander_Charles_Grendings: I watch her stand up. She’s accepting this fate...but not quietly. I can tell by the look in her eyes. I shake my head, but I know it’s too late for whatever she’s done. Soon, I don’t have to wonder anymore as she seems to explode in front of our eyes. More and more shit going down in MY BASE and I’m fucking powerless…. Fucking knocked on my ass as one of my own explodes in my own god damn command center…. I barely remember being knocked back and the shrapnel of Dack’s station flying out at us. But it’s like a full grenade….no….more than one…. I’m shaking my head, trying to clear my senses and get the ringing to stop as I blink and look around. I see the shrapnel in my own leg, but that’s the least of my fucking problems right now. I call out for Figgs. I need him now. Can’t even hear my own voice my ears are ringing. And then I see him. There’s my right hand man. And he’s not looking good. He’s looking like he’s gonna die on me, the bastard. My mouth tightens and I fight to get to my feet to get over to him. Don’t you fucking die on me, Figgs. Don’t die on me today…

Published: 2021-05-22, viewed 28 times.