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THE NEW RECRUIT: BEGINNINGS - THE ADVENTURES OF CAPTAIN AMERICA - 1
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17:10 Agent_David_Kingston: The moment passes...yes the mission...the service comes first...besides you are Captain America...I am a special agent...nothing will ever happen. I regain my heart and remind myself of my duty and then my role with the Captain...to serve him.

17:14 Agent_David_Kingston: I stand with you, laugh at your humor. We banter back and forth to keep the humor going as I escort you back to the train station. I continue to fill you in on the details of Ironclad...the weapons we have...the skill sets of the troops...the whole lot...I am downloading everything I know into you basically. As I know this is what you want...the full picture. We talk as we walk to the station. You gather bags. I grab your large duffle and we head the train. I have two tickets for us in a private room on one of the passenger cars. I linger at your side, showing the way but never asserting myself in front of you, my new superior officer.

17:19 Agent_David_Kingston: I send word of your acceptance and we board the train to head back down to DC to then board a military transport plane that will take us to Ironclad. Again I spend the trip sharing any and all details to keep you fully informed of Ironclad, The Chara Clan, and Sabian. I find it easy to talk with you, I find an excited boyish crush is fully comforting in our talks. We share a little about WWII, assignments and even some personal items, but refuse to push you. However, I sit right with you and tell you everything as I rubbed your thick titan thigh.

17:28 Agent_David_Kingston: The train ride moves along fast enough as we talk, share, dine in the box car. I sense a bond forming or at least from my biased angle I feel one by the time we get to DC. Again it is just you and I on the unmarked military cargo carrier. Ironclad is an off the books organization which is headquartered in the upper remote region of Alaska. We have a long flight in front of us. The carrier is full of supplies, vehicles, weapons and us. We board and I take your gear and tie it down. I politely motion to a side seat. "I am sorry sir, these cargo carriers have limited seating and are not built for comfort, so we will be snug up with each other in the bucket seats here." I say allowing you to choose first. "But I promise I do not snore.....much," I tease, as I finish your gear tie down. The warning light comes on and the back bay doors close. Both us take our seats. I am right up against your thick muscular war hard body.

17:35 Agent_David_Kingston: Fuck you are big. My leg is next to yours....wow...your leg is almost twice it's size. Man alive the power that must be in your quads. I grin slightly, as we buckle in and the plane roars to take off, wondering what it would be like to spar and wrestle you on the mats. Would my skills work on a super soldier like they do on larger guys....no way....but I could see you letting me take the upper hand. You are a good man...better than good...you are the best. The back of the carrier is noisy so it is difficult to talk. We share a few things in each others' ears but I refuse to intrude too much on you. After a couple hours on the flight I am feeling the heaviness of my eyes. I put my head back and rest my eyes. I fall hard asleep with the roar of the engines, plus it is comfortable having you at my side. My head gets heavy and falls to rest on your large full shoulder.

17:36 Agent_David_Kingston: It rests there till I feel the plane shift to decent. I open my eyes and realize in embarrassment that I slept on your wonderful superhero shoulder. I lean up slowly rubbing my nervous hands on my thighs. 'You idiot David.' I think to myself. I bite my lower lip then muster the courage to look at you, "Please tell me I did not snore......much, sir?" I say trying to recover from my embarrassment with humor.

13:55 Captain_America: As we walk to the train station, I am amazed at how quickly we fell into an easy camaraderie, bantering with each other, the conversation flowing back and forth effortlessly. You even insisted on being the gentleman, and carried my duffle bag onto the train. That brought a wide smile to my handsome face. I sit down next to you in the private room you had arranged. It was a breath of fresh air, to have you next to me, your handsome face, your bright, sapphire blue eyes sparkling with good humour. I didn't make friends easily, most men insisted on putting me on a pedestal, but very few were able to see past Captain America to Steve Rogers.

13:59 Captain_America: But you had put me at your ease, seeing me as more than just a super hero, more than just an icon or an idol. You treated me with utmost respect, deferring to me constantly, and yet you were also warm and friendly. This was an unexpected gift. As we head back to DC, you speak at great length about Ironclad and the Chara Clan, filling me in on all the important details. I listen intently, committing every word to my finely trained, near perfect memory. Our conversation flows smoothly from topic to topic, WWII, personal details of our past lives, everything. The proximity and closeness of your fine, athletic body excites me. I am also a man, after all. My massive, powerful thigh brushes yours time and time again, and each contact sends a thrill of delight through my battle-hardened body.

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14:07 Captain_America: We arrive in DC, and transfer to a waiting military cargo carrier. I take a moment to change out of my civilian gear, and switch into my uniform, my iconic red, white, and blue patterned battle gear. I notice that the carrier plane is unmarked, as befitted the secrecy of Ironclad. The carrier is loaded with supplies, weapons, even some light vehicles. This must be a resupply flight for Ironclad as well as our transport.

14:09 Captain_America: I grin as you tie my gear down, and gesture over to two bucket seats, apologizing for the lack of comforts. I reply, with an easy grin, "You don't need to call me sir, David. I'm a soldier, just like you. And I'm afraid I do snore, so let's hope I can stay awake." I settle into the seat, and you sit next to me. The spacing is tight, and my heavy, super soldier muscle is too large for the small seat, and I'm conscious of my powerful thigh, my battleship-strong biceps pressing into your hard, lean soldier body. I feel a sudden urge to put my arm around you, to snuggle you against my super soldier muscle. I need contact... I crave it. But duty is so demanding, I have never had the leisure or chance to connect with another man as I long to.

14:14 Captain_America: The plane launches into the sky, and the noise is loud and deafening, especially to my ultra-sensitive hearing, but I am used to it, and adapt rapidly as I always do. We talk a bit, but soon over the loud booming of the engines we settle into a companionable silence. Eventually, as I'm lost in my thoughts of the past, the present, the future, I feel a slight pressure on my shoulder, and I smile gently, looking down to see David's eyes closed in sleep, leaning against my shoulder. I sigh in contentment. This is so very, very satisfying. Something so simple, and yet profound. A moment of peace. Here, now. With this amazing, handsome man sleeping against me. A perfect moment. The hours pass and suddenly, I feel the plane begin to descend.

14:19 Captain_America: David wakes then, and I am almost sorry we have nearly arrived. The feel of your head against my shoulder was pure joy. But duty calls. I chuckled as you asked me about your snores, "None that I could hear over all this racket!!" I speak loudly into your ear. "It shouldn't be long until we land now. We started our descent just before you woke up."

05:45 Agent_David_Kingston: You joke back with me and my heart, mind and yes my manly pride are relieved you were not put off by my head resting on your incredible shoulder. Our eyes lock for a moment and there is a tinge of mutual attraction that is communicated. I blink and end the moment in total disbelief. Reminding myself there is no way Captain America would ever be into me. Not because I’m a man or soldier serving with him but because as I followed his career the Captain never took a dedicated relationship or lover. The Captain is not the type of man that would have lovers in every port he stayed, no Steve Rogers fights hard for one purpose...freedom but loves even harder in a single focus. He’s just that honorable. But I could never be that guy for him. “Wake up David,” I say under my breath.

06:11 Agent_David_Kingston: There is a headset hanging on the wall that allows us to talk with the pilots. A light flashes above it signaling the pilots are speaking. I pick up the headset and talk with the pilots, the noise in the cargo hold is so huge I can barely hear the conversation. I spend a few moments in discussion with them then return the headset. I reach above you for two bags, as I pull them down you see they are parachutes. I pulled on my parka coat and slid my parachute pack on then handed you yours. I open the straps for you and assist you into the pack.

06:15 Agent_David_Kingston: I am sure you can do this yourself but these cold weather packs are tricky plus face it this is more than likely my only chance to feel your thighs. My hands help the straps up as I show you the unique features of the chute. In helping you with your pack my hands graze up your massive steel pillar thighs. I have to look down and bite my lip as my cock leaks in my pants. “Holy fuck his legs are built like a Greek God’s” I say in my head.

06:19 Agent_David_Kingston: I get your pack secured and you’re set. Both of us changed into standard battle uniforms when we got on the cargo plane. Me in my military issued black army gear with mid calf combat boots. You, well you in that amazingly red, white and blue classic leathered uniform that just hugs your body right in every way.

06:24 Agent_David_Kingston: I hand you some flight goggles. I squeeze your shoulder giving you a thumbs up. I reach over and pull the open lever on the hanger door, the back hatch roars open and and the floor conveyor activates and the vehicles, large box storage units are one by one shoved out the back into the open air. Their chutes deploy several seconds after leaving the plane. All several units of cargo, gear and tech leave the plane's cargo hold so that we are all that remain.

06:27 Agent_David_Kingston: I turn to you and grin as I lean into your ear. “It’s easy to deploy the chute when you’ve cleared the plane and have descended several seconds. Oh and try and keep up, old man,” I playfully say. I look at you one more time then take a running leap out of the cargo hold ramp, yelling like a jacked up teenage boy loving life. You see me dive out following the gear and tech down

13:19 Captain_America: I look over at David after he comes fully alive, and suddenly, like a bolt of lighting connecting our eyes, I feel a surge of attraction. I ... I ... it hits me hard, but I do my best to hide my reaction. However, the slight flush to my skin betrays the intensity of that moment. He is so handsome, so sincere, so beautiful. I wish... I wish... but I can't let myself think like that. As much as I would love to be with him in that way, how could I... it wouldn't be fair to him. I will never be anything but a soldier, a fighter, my life dedicated to one purpose: defending freedom, truth, justice. I could never give him a normal life.

13:21 Captain_America: But I wish ... he could be that man for me, and I could be that man for him. Then, you have a brief conversation with the pilots, and suddenly, I understand. We are going to parachute in. I laugh with delight. I love to parachute!! What a treat!! You hand me my parachute, and we help each other strap in. I've done this many, many times, during WWII. As we assist each other, I feel your hands tighten the straps looping around my thighs, and likewise, I get a good feel of your tight ass. It sends shivers up my spine, even as brief a contact as that.

13:28 Captain_America: I'm in my full battle gear, having changed just before boarding the flight, my helmet securely strapped, and the parachute pack securely strapped on over my shield, secured to my back. We are both grinning and bursting with delight, sharing the special joy of skydiving together. Then, I strap on the goggles as you hand them my way, I give your shoulder an answering squeeze, once again delighting in the feel of your tight, lean muscle. Then, as the conveyors start up and the hatch opens, the Ironclad vehicles and gear are dropped out one by one, auto chutes deploying to carry them down to the hidden Ironclad base, deep in the mountains of snow-bound Alaska.

13:29 Captain_America: You tease me about keeping up, but I just wink. Then, I watch you run, I laugh, and suddenly charge forward, bunching my legs and rocketing downwards like an olympic diver. I shot past you suddenly, in a blur of motion, my downward trajectory greatly increased by the extra push I gave off the edge of the ramp. I grin up at you, maneuver myself with small twists and jerks of my body, my coordination perfectly adjusting my trajectory. Then, I open my chute, and suddenly, the fabric blooms outwards, slowing my descent. You catch up, and pull your own chute, and together we drift down. I look over at you, and grin with delight, then my eyes take in the wonder unfolding before me.

13:33 Captain_America: The snow covered mountains, and the deep green tips of the pine trees, dusted with white. I look down in awe at the deep ravines, and the waterfalls. And there, I can see just in the lee of a large ridgeline, a small concrete pad. That must be the Ironclad entrance, it's well concealed, and I only spotted it because I had been able to calculate the trajectory of the falling kit, and that was it's landing spot. I soar in, not long after the kit lands on the edge of the pad. The pilot was very good indeed. Then, I easily absorb the shock of impact without breaking a sweat, releasing my parachute, and turning to catch sight of you. What a magnificent way to be introduced to Ironclad!

13:57 Agent_David_Kingston: I feel the exhilaration of the fall...my sense of adventure has peaked...at times like this I love what I do. The free fall is a huge rush. However, even now there is a job to do. I reach down into my parka coat and pull out a wireless remote and the beacon button in the middle of the blinking device. The tech and gear units respond with blinking lights as their heavy weights pull them down fast. Retro thrusters fire underneath the kits to slow their entry. This high end tech...Stark Tech...that Ironclad has. Ironclad means business. I slide the remote back in my pocket as I plan to turn to see you behind me....but you shoot past...exactly as I expected you too. I grin big as your thick body turns and you chute opens. I do the same and my chute blooms open and softens our descent to the cement landing pad. The gear and tech touch perfectly and inside I check the box off for a successful mission. We touch down. You land like a hero, those massive hero legs absorb the landing.

14:05 Agent_David_Kingston: The large steel reinforced bay doors to Ironclad open up. There are metal screeching sounds as the doors rattle to life and open. Crews of sentry soldiers, gear technicians, and a crowd of adoring fans for you, come out of the base and surround the gear and you. Several men help gather your chute. Everyone wants a “piece” of the Captain. Men and base personnel shake your hand and greet you. And you being the fine man that you are, give them each their moment, thanking them for their duty and listening to each request, line or comical note that they give. I smirk and realize the reality here. Captain America is on the base, you will have the attention of everyone here, and everyone will be jockeying for your time. I gather my chute with my back to you, so I can adjust my still rock solid boner in my uniform. I smile at the small fact that I just got to spend the last day with my hero, you.

14:06 Agent_David_Kingston: Even if we never speak privately again, I have enough memories and moments to ponder and enjoy in my mind. But knowing you are here and that the chances of mission success have risen one hundred fold is an even greater feeling that rises in my chest. I hear you called by several of the senior officers and Ironclad leads. They take you off into the base. I am watching as I turn to grab your gear of the tech loads before they mistakenly haul it off. I catch a glance of you walking away, I get a perfect view of that fine American ass, and those stellar thighs which quite frankly are muscular idols I would gladly worship. I give another grin as I pick up your gear and head inside following far behind the groupies and fan crowd.

14:13 Agent_David_Kingston: Inside I am greeted by my commanding officer who thanks me for getting you there and then tells me to report to the main command centre for briefing on a recon mission you all have for me and a handful of elite troopers. It is an observe and intelligence gathering mission only - no engagement, he stresses. I snap to attention as he dismisses me and I head down the hallway towards your quarters. Before I left for our recruitment meeting I knew where your quarters would be....I made it my business to know...I am a special agent and information is key...but seriously I just wanted to know so I could l walk on occasion to just great you...I mean who wouldn’t.

14:15 Agent_David_Kingston: I set your bags in your room and my eyes catch your bed....my thoughts linger in my lust for you...I shake my head and leave heading off to my quarters to grab my items, needs and such for the briefing. My hero is here...The Chara Clan is in serious trouble now. I lift my shoulder slightly and I feel the marking of the bear on me....Sabian’s words still haunt me some with his threats. But I have comfort now...I have the Captain.

15:48 Captain_America: As soon as I land, the huge heavy doors open, and a crowd of personnel flood out of the doors, cheering, and surrounding me. I greet everyone with a friendly smile, joking and bantering the adoring crowd. These scenes always make me deeply uncomfortable. When you get right down to it, I am just a soldier like them. But everyone insists on putting me up on a pedestal, and I would never dare disappoint any of the men. This, too, is a part of my duty. To encourage and inspire, to boost the morale of the men I serve with. And I do it as graciously as I can. I look around though, trying to catch one last glimpse of David. And as I hand out handshakes and smiles along with warm, gruff, banter, my mind goes back to the long flight, and how perfect it felt to have David sleeping against me.

15:51 Captain_America: In time, the crowds disperse, and I have a few private conversations with the senior officers who promise to arrange a full briefing for me soon. But for the time being, I am shown to my quarters and told to settle in. I am grateful for a moment of privacy after such hustle and bustle. I'm unpacking some of my few personal possessions when I hear footsteps in the hall outside. I perk up.. I recognized those footsteps. My fine, battle-trained mind could already associate that particular gait with David Kingston. I hoped for a moment he would stop by and say hello. But, not today it seems. He must have been too busy. I turn back in silence, and finish my unpacking.

One week later

14:24 Agent_David_Kingston: The week has been long, I have flown and worked 3 recon missions on the current activity of The Chara Clan. It is unsettling when the enemy goes silent. We know they are planning something...something big. Rumors in the world terrorist community breathe the fact that The Chara Clan has some secret well guarded weapon and they are prepping to move this asset. The what, why and who of this asset are totally unknown. However, we got lucky with our mission yesterday in Yemen and we got solid confirming information of an armored train which was seen on an abandoned train track in the upper regions of Siberia. This informant had pictures from a few of the local villagers who saw the train head up into the high country.

14:27 Agent_David_Kingston: That area has a confirmed Chara base there....it is rumored though unconfirmed that it is an highly secure and secret R&D facility for Sabian....something about it being the old prison where he spent his life as a young man after his own father tossed him in there to make him stronger. It is no wonder Sabian is a twisted freak with a dad like that. This intel we have is the first huge lead since the plutonium heist that we have received. But the largest piece of intel we have is that the train has not come out of the high country and there is only one set of train tracks up there. This could be a huge blow to The Chara Clan. We can stop the train...destroy it...or even better capture Sabian himself. It was tremendous to find this information and be told by my superiors “good job and head home.”

14:31 Agent_David_Kingston: The three choppers land on the pad at the Ironclad entrance. The steel bay doors come to life with a roar and sentries emerge followed by a few ground support personnel. I grin as the last time I landed here it was with the Captain...who I have not seen or heard from all week. He had an special assignment to snag some Chara Clan agent in Italy planning an attack on an Italian research facility that specializes in human DNA manipulation. I had already received word that the Captain and his team had been successful, I was even told by some of the troopers on that run with Captain, who are my mates, that the Captain really kicked ass....that is no surprise. I smile big at the thought of seeing your muscles at work. I give a sigh of contentment in hearing another mission succeeded, but I ache a little in missing you...and hope we serve together soon.

14:37 Agent_David_Kingston: I grab my items and come in the main hanger....Ironclad is settling down for the evening. Sure there is alway surveillance going on, missions running, but at night the base personnel often go quiet and sleep when we are not on high alert. I also like the base being quiet. It gives that sense of peace...strength....and I absorb that calm. I walk towards my quarters passing the gym and training rooms. I hear a deep thud and several pounds, then I hear it again. I peer in and I see you....damn I instantly think. You are shirtless, and sweating....meaning you have been training for hours to work that sweat up on that body. Your chest barrels out like a cannon, your arms swollen like steel girders. You pound the chain hung punching bag...each strike powerful and precise. You are a machine of war and a mountain of manly muscle. I am not sure how long I stand there watching....I lose track of time.

15:58 Captain_America: This has been a long, action packed week. This evening had been the first real quiet space I had been able to enjoy since joining Ironclad. It was like an oasis in the middle of a hurricane. I had been here for 4 hours already, slamming my fists into the heavy bag, over and over, countless thousands of times. These heavy bags normally had a lifetime of years, but I think this heavy bag would need to be replaced sometime next week, at this rate. I wanted, needed, to push my body to its limits, but it took so long to work up to a sweat, so long to finally challenge my heavy, dense, thickly packed super soldier muscle. So long to finally get ahead of my metabolism's rapid cleansing of my body's fatigue toxins. So long to work up that amazing sense of having pushed yourself hard.

16:01 Captain_America: I needed this time to simply shut my mind off, and lose myself in exercise. THUD THUD THUD.. It felt so good not to think for a while... THUD THUD THUD... But I couldn't help reflecting on the events of the past week. The senior officers had briefed me the very next day after my arrival. THUD THUD THUD. And before I knew it, I was on a plane to Italy, to protect a cutting edge research facility, moving to capitalize on Dr. Crick and Dr. Watson's groundbreaking discovery of the helical structure of DNA. I had led the team, and we had arrived just in time, capturing a Chara Clan agent before he could infiltrate the lab, and killing his squad of elite Chara Clan members who had been guarding him.

16:06 Captain_America: We had set a trap, THUD THUD THUD, and waited patiently for days before springing our trap and catching our prey. I had been at the forefront of the fighting, and my quick thinking and powerful strength had saved five of my team. The Chara Clan had tried to roll a boulder on top of my squad, and I had planted myself like an oak tree, and raised my shield over my head to deflect the boulder. Without me, the men would have been killed. And now, embarrassingly enough, they would not let me forget it. I was just doing my duty.

16:07 Captain_America: THUD THUD THUD But I had not been able to save all the men. One of the team had been killed in the action. I hated losing men who looked to me for protection. It wounded me deeply. This was my way of trying to forget about it. THUD THUD THUD Finally, I began to sweat, and stripped off my shirt, my hard, heavy, battle-forged super soldier muscle gleaming in the dim light of the gymnasium as I worked combos endlessly against the punching bag, calm and peace beginning to descend upon me at last.

16:10 Captain_America: My heavy muscles flexed, and bulged, rippling with super soldier strength as I ripped out another combo with my heavy, impossibly fast fists, then, in the puddle of sweat that had collected beneath I saw a glimmer of a reflection, a wavy flash of black and deep sapphire blue. Then I knew I was being watched. I paused, reached my heavy, muscled forearm up to wipe off my sweat, and turned to face you. I broke out in a wide grin. "David. It's good to see you again."

18:09 Agent_David_Kingston: I pride myself in being a very alert and knowledgeable man and special agent...but this man...Captain America, can make me lose all sense of awareness and contact with my surroundings. I am going to assume that is a good thing as the Captain just exudes the feelings of safety and care to all those around him.

18:26 Agent_David_Kingston: I watch every movement you make which is filled with grace, power and poise all mixed into superhero fashion that is beyond the bounds of other man I have ever know. You are so worthy to be called a hero, as I see you muscles ridge and ripple as you make contact with the punching bag which is ready to bust its guts just like my cock is ready to bust it's creamy captain loving load in my uniform pants. You take your stance with the bag and your titan greek god legs look as if they will rip through your pants. Holy fuck I think to myself as I watch this buffet of sexy man muscle before me. The elite curves of your chest are highlighted by you hard earned sweat. I watch several drips move down your pec valley then down those harder than titanium abs. My eyes see your cock and I see it semi hard and thick. I wonder what the super serum did to your penis. I bit my lip as the naked thoughts of you dance in my head.

18:33 Agent_David_Kingston: You speak to me and a concussion wave of emotion and embarrassment crashes over me. I panic instantly...how long was I looking...how long did he see me looking...oh fuck does he see my nearly bursting cock....oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. My mind races. But I pull it off smooth...I yawn to settle down...an old trick one of my teachers from the academy taught me. "Ahhhhhhhh," I yawn. I smile back at you big. "Hey there Captain," I say politely, trying to contain my deep anxiety over you. "Congratulations on the apprehension of The Chara Clan agent and successfully stopping their infiltration." I say as I try and keep my eyes looking at your face but your chest and those fucking hard thighs draw my eyes. I feel like my head is bobbing up and down as I try to control it. "I heard about the loss of Corporal Williams. I am sorry, I know you tried your best...and it hurts losing a man. But he knew the risks and we will honor him."

18:37 Agent_David_Kingston: I shift back and forth in the doorway, then decide to risk coming in a little. I step into the room and drop my bag. My duffle full of my recent mission equipment and some personal items hits the floor with a thud and knocks out the door jam. The door slowly closes....we are alone. Inside I smile but have a wave of panic as I realize my bag is open. I have three pictures of you right on top of my items. I carry these pictures with me everywhere, these pictures keep me focused and help remind me of what it means to serve. You are my inspiration but I will not embarrass you by saying that.

18:43 Agent_David_Kingston: I shuffle forward some then look up at you..."Steve if I may speak candidly, you have already saved the lives of thousands in what you did.....I hope it is ok if I call you Steve." I smile remembering what you said back in The Grand Hotel. I press on not waiting for an answer. My eyes look at your eyes....so full of wisdom and power. I linger for a moment then push to say something....say anything my heart screams. "Looks like you have been at it here for a few hours...it takes your serum enhanced super soldier metabolism what four to five hours to heat up?" I say coming just a little closer as my desire for you grows.

11:59 Captain_America: As my eyes fall on you, I realize you did not expect me to see you watching me. You look so incredibly handsome, that it makes me breathless. You are wearing simple clothing, a t-shirt and a pair of navy green trousers. But you fill out your simple clothes with such a presence, your hard fit body looking lean and ready for action.

12:01 Captain_America: My eyes take in every inch of you, then I realize with an almost electric shock that you are erect. And... then I realize, so am I. It's not unusual for me to sport an erection when I'm deeply exerting myself, it's natural. I start to feel myself flush with embarrassment, not sure how to handle the situation, but then you smoothly cover the awkward moment, with a casual yawn and some praise for my mission. I don't feel I deserve it, not with the loss of Corporal Williams hanging heavy on my heart, but your words are kind and full of consideration. You are a true and proper gentleman in every possible regard.

12:04 Captain_America: You step forward, through the doorway, and as you drop your bag, the door jam is knocked free, and it swings shut. Your bag is open, and curious, my eyes wander over to it, but then you are there, stepping forward, blocking my line of sight. And then you are speaking again. Your voice is deep, and resonant, and feels like music to my ears. It was good to see you again. Our gaze meets, and I stare deep into your sapphire blue eyes, like an ocean. My own gaze is full of warmth, confidence, determination, and desire, a desire tempered by wisdom and duty.

12:08 Captain_America: You step closer, commenting on my sweating body, and I realize you have done your homework. You understand how hard it is for me to reach this level of exertion. My chest, hard as granite, the curves of my super soldier muscle dripping with a sweat from hours of effort, my legs standing apart, in a firm, confident stance, the huge bulge of my densely-muscled, concrete had quads, forged for battle, planted firmly. I chuckle, replying, "About 4 hours, yes. A large part of my free time is spent in training. It's part of my duty. I care for my body like I do my weapons, my body is my weapon, and the lives of the men around me depend on me doing my utmost to maintain and increase my strength and fitness at every opportunity."

12:12 Captain_America: Then, suddenly, I make an offer... I want to be close to you, closer to you than any man I can remember in recent memory. I might not be able to be close to you that way... but maybe I can in another way, in a way that doesn't conflict with my duty. "Say David, we should train together sometime. I've heard from the men that you have some really mean hand to hand combat skills. I'd like to see that for myself."

13:16 Agent_David_Kingston: One of the many things I have admired about you over the years of watching your career, ok well maybe stalking you too....in the best of ways....is your inexcusable honesty and deep honor. Every word you say, you genuinely mean. There are no hidden agendas, not back door motives...you live and thrive in honesty. That is something I push and demand of myself in my career and personal life. My life has never warranted the affection of another. I mean I am always on the go...the mission comes first...and a relationship can be distracting. However, to love a soldier...someone is on the mission has crossed my mind...but who is that soldier...I know who I want it to be. Again reality hits me...but I remember the words of my sweet mother who pushed me all the time to think big... "Dream David...just dream my boy." I smirk at that thought...yes Captain you are my dream.

13:52 Agent_David_Kingston: I know I should not linger around, I need to let you get back to "sharpening your weapon," as you explain the need and necessity for staying in shape. Damn you are in shape for sure, you are within an arm's reach of me and I so desire to touch you, feel you. If you were any other man I would take charge and kiss you right now. But you are the Captain....and let's face it, I am shy with you. I prepare my mind to turn and leave, but then you make an offer that delights my heart, mind and soul on every level...a challenge...man to man...brother in arms duel of hand to hand skills, all friendly of course. I grin from ear to ear. "Well...I am not sure that would be for you sir...you just arrived on base...and to be beaten that badly, well that could have lasting effects." I tease as I reach in playfully and use your mid abs as a punching bag. My fists make a light contact with you granite feeling ab wall. Like a buddy or playmate I goof on ya for a quick minute.

13:58 Agent_David_Kingston: Then smile as I kick off my already loosened combat boots, as it is better to train with bare feet. I pull off my t-shirt and toss it back to the bag, showing off my well defined cut lean muscle hard chest. I too workout hard regularly showing the shared notion that my body is a weapon but I would never brag about it. My chest is lightly dusted with dark hair that trims my pecs and six pack abs. My shoulders are full and muscled for a guy of my size and my 17 solid round biceps pack more strength than most big men's muscles. I roll out my neck some and bounce for a quick second. I again playfully reach in and slug your shoulder like a brother or best mate would. "We can go now "old man" unless you are too tired..." again I speak in total playful respect. I let you in a little more and the familiarity we had on the plane ride in comes back.

09:46 Captain_America: My eyes light up with delight as you tease me in a friendly, bantering tone. You come at me as I shift into a combat stance, lightly, my heavy legs bent a bit at the knee, bouncing on the balls of my feet, my fists held up just above my shoulders, my bare chest thickly layered in heavy, dense muscle, the curves and lines of my powerful body glinting with a sheen of sweat. My biceps are huge, thick and bulging, well over 22 inches of solid steel muscle.

09:47 Captain_America: My smile gets wider as your fists lightly tap the hard, corrugated ridges of my battle-armoured abs. I feel a sense of peace and relaxation spread around us, this is what I need... to play with a man like you. You kick off your combat boots, and pull off your t-shirt. My eyes drink in the beauty of your tight, compactly muscled soldier's body, with just a dusting of dark hair. Your muscle is trim, with hard sharp lines, and well defined abs. Your shoulder, chest, and biceps are well-developed, mature, hardened, a delight for my eyes to feast on.

09:49 Captain_America: I slowly back off out to the main sparring area, covered in mats, and motion for you to come at me. Which you do with a gentle tap to my shoulder, and another quip about my age. I chuckle deep in my throat, "I'll do my best to keep up sonny boy." I feel an excitement building in me, this is what I crave, a rare gift, to use my vast skill and power not to overcome my enemies, but to bond with my friends. I chuckle again as we begin to circle, "David, you do realize that I'm not made of china? Why don't you give me your all? I can take it, I promise... In fact, if you like, you can consider that an order!"

09:56 Captain_America: Then, with joy sparkling in my eyes, I surge forward, gripping your meaty, beefy triceps in my hand, and sweeping my right leg out in a low arc to knock your feet out from under you, landing on top of your body, my knees pinning either side of your hips, my massive, battle-forged pillars of quad muscle practically straddling you as I land in a mount on your fine body. "Not bad for an old man, would you say David?" I practically laugh with delight.

14:51 Agent_David_Kingston: The circling is exciting as the anticipation builds up for the lock up, your muscle moves with such grace and strength. Your pecs roll, flex and shift as a solid block of perfect superhero muscle. You pull your arms up, not even flexing by the way, and they are GORGEOUS, defined and round with a perfect bulge that athletes would strive for but never achieve. Your neck turns and moves showing off the cords of steel hard muscles. I grin from ear to ear at this beautiful site of man in front of me. But even more so is the true hero you are. Your heart shines brighter than all your fame, mission success, and fighter forged muscles. In following your career, even looking through your life, your super soldier body is a total raging boner for me, but your heart, character and sense of loyal duty makes me love you.

14:53 Agent_David_Kingston: I rarely admit those deep feelings for you to myself. But in this closeness and bonding my guard is lowering. I can honestly say that even when you had a scrawny body as a trainee before you took the serum I felt something deep for you. In fact one of the pictures of you in my bag that I keep is your trainee picture in the white t-shirt, small arms, lanky neck but that cleft chin, and those deep blue eyes. It is my favorite picture as I see your heart clearly in it. I roll my neck more and then you order me to not hold back, with a raging smile that only matches my now leaking dick. I flex up to come at you but....umph...your mountain mass frame comes charging in, your strong ridged hands grip my triceps...and I feel you holding me in place. Holy fuck you are a SUPERHERO. It is like being held between two stone walls, and it is only your hands. I see from the corner of my eye your leg sweeping in. Fuck we are going down, so I flex my body to take the hit and prep to feel your mass smash me. You come down on me and tease me. Your beyond handsome face close to mine...shit I just want to kiss you...come on David focus. Your quads hug my hips with promised power later.

15:01 Agent_David_Kingston: Normally it would be a real quick maneuver to get out of this but you are not normal man...I honestly have not hope in winning this spar match, shit I most likely won't even get a hold on you, but shit I do not care at all, this is the chance to be next to you feel the man I have a massive crush on. I give you a hard, fun look, then arch up slamming my elbow full force into your cheek and jaw just jolting your head to the side. I combo this by arching up my hips quickly under you in a twisting fashion that works with my elbow slam, marking you lean to the side. I then triple the maneuver by swinging my legs up and snapping my feet and ankles on your head, and I yank thus using your turning momentum more which rolls you off me.

15:26 Agent_David_Kingston: Your battle ready muscles, flex and prepping already for your retaliation, therefore like you ordered me I can give you no quarter. With me turning, pulling, rocking you off me to the side, your back is to me. I smile at your back's broad depth and defined muscle curves, I launch myself up and drive both my knees hard on your lower back. CRACK goes your back, anyone else I would worry that I hurt them but you, hell no. I attack more as I move my athletic body fast and well trained like the lean weapon I am. I hook your arm with both legs in a modified arm bar which has my legs wrapping your well toned perfect arm so that at your wrist and elbow you can not bend it. Both my hands lace you chin and pull back hard as I lean on your upper up stretching your neck out. "I will try not to break this 'pretty little china bowl chin'....sir," I say grunting in delight.

12:25 Captain_America: This man beneath me is so honorable, so handsome, not only a perfect gentleman but a devoted soldier. My heart is already pounding in my chest. Duty.. always duty... but is there not also , somewhere, somehow, room for love? His eyes... so deep blue, so very blue. Even as I'm bubbling over with delight at being able to just play, my heart is opening to this brave, strong man beneath me. Everyone thinks of me as a superhero, and I do my best to fill that role. I pursue truth, honor, justice, care and compassion for my fellow humans with a true zeal. But I am also a man. Also a man…

12:27 Captain_America: And beneath is a man that is working his way into my heart. And he's also well trained. I want to see what he can do with his body. And he shows me, oh yes, he shows me!!! He arches rapidly, and drives his elbow, hard and fast, using the momentum from his arching body to tag my jaw. My body is jolted sideways, and I hide a grin as he is not holding back.

12:30 Captain_America: This is what I want. What I need. He quickly twists and arches from his hips with perfect skill and precision, he is well trained in hand to hand, his friends were right. His expertly executed buck and sweep rolls me over to my side, and I don't fight, I go with it, because I want this, I want him to give me his best. I'm glorying in the experience of his expertise.

12:30 Captain_America: This isn't about winning or losing, this is about delighting in the skills and muscle of a man that I am falling for. He continues, following up on his attack as I roll over to my hands and knees, starting to push myself up, but slowly, not in any great hurry, wanting to see you give me your best. And you do! Those knees land in the small of my back, and I grunt slightly at the sensation, some discomfort for sure, but not any real pain.

12:34 Captain_America: The sound is impressive, however, a loud and echoing CRACK. Then, he hooks my arm with his legs, isolating my wrist and elbow, as he hooks my chin with his hands and pulls back. Oh very nice. I want to laugh in delight. He is SKILLED. Very skilled. I can feel some actual pain start to slowly build in my arm. Then, quickly, I tuck my opposite shoulder into the mat, shove up and off to my opposite side with my feet, and roll us over to free the tension on my arm and chin, my heavy weight landing on your torso as I slam my back into your chest, driving your own back into the work out mats.

12:36 Captain_America: I snap my hips expertly, taking advantage of the sudden move to snake my arm free, and tuck my chin in to break your grip. Suddenly, as I twist we are face to face on the mats. I'm staring into your eyes, straddling your smaller, tight soldier's body with my heavy muscle.

12:39 Captain_America: I could... could... kiss you. I feel the electricity between us. Then, with a grin, not wanting to spoil the moment with my own selfish desires, I rotate my body on top of yours, 90 degrees, my legs are firmly planted off to the side. I dig my feet in, and with a wicked grin, I bump my head against your short ribs, to force you suddenly and sharply over to your front. My heavy muscle spins again, so that my hard, steel-strong, battle-forged body is covering yours. My knees are pinned to either side of your hips, and my sweaty, hardened chest is laying down across your back and shoulders, the thick slabs of muscle trapping the heat between our bodies.

12:41 Captain_America: Slowly, carefully, I begin to worm my hand under your chin. I flex my left bicep, as it explodes with size and super soldier power. Playfully, I whisper in your ear, "I think you might need a nap David..."

13:57 Agent_David_Kingston: I lay against your back hooking that handsome cleft chin of yours while I scissor your thick beefy soldier arm in my legs immobilizing it. I grin as this is a blast I also am perfectly aware that you just gave me that move. Even here in this sparring you are an honorable man, who I think just wants to play around. It dawns on me, that truly you do not get to just be "Steve" with anyone...you are always the Captain, the hero...and here you are with me, being Steve. This is a true honor and mind wanders for a quick minute thinking of the "maybes'' in life.

14:02 Agent_David_Kingston: In a flurry of perfectly strong fluid motions you have us rolled, your arm free, your neck loosed and once again am back underneath your sweating mountain of heaving glorious muscle. This time as you pin me down with your legs folded at my hips, your chest drives into my back. You are heated and sweaty from hours of training and well tuned exercise, and I am sweating from trying to move your solid superhero body after just a few minutes. Damn you are a specimen of pure fighting perfection. Our faces are close, I feel your breath...fuck my cock is throbbing....fuck your cock is throbbing...it has to be from the thrill of the fight...or maybe not...maybes fill my mind again. ...I want to tell you it's ok...I want to tell you...I got you...I could be your man...I understand.

14:08 Agent_David_Kingston: The moment is interrupted as I feel that python sized arm coil around my neck. Your grin playfully and give a good jeer. I smile from ear to ear. I cock both my knees under me and I heave up off my knees jolting your body some. Your arm is starting to tighten but I take my hand, reach up behind me and I rake your eyes good and hard...knowing you and that you can totally take this. This secures your release and I turn....I roll out from you under you as you go to shake the "cobwebs" out.

14:11 Agent_David_Kingston: I jump fast at you again tackling you down on your back...now the position is reversed. I have my steel cabled athletic legs at your hips, and my battle hard manly arms both coil around you neck as I look deep into those superhero eyes and long to kiss you but I don't I simply say playfully..."No Cap....I think you should nap first big man." Instantly my arms swell, my biceps show a hard size like softballs, I cut off your windpipe and grip you so tightly I know I am choking you, but I see clearly in your eyes no panic but a pure love of this activity. But I also know I have awoken your beastly side on the mats and you are gonna get me. I grin as I watch you.

15:10 Captain_America: As I lay across your back and shoulders, with my heavy muscle, whispering into your ear, I'm suddenly, shockingly aware that I have an erection. I start to blush suddenly, not sure how to handle the situation. But, then you start to writhe beneath my grip, taking advantage of my momentary confusion to twist out from under my attempted sleeper, and squirm beside me.

15:11 Captain_America: I start to get up, face still flaming red, then suddenly you pounce on me, knocking me over onto my back, as you straddle my hips. And I see, and feel your own erection. Oh man... Oh man ... Oh man… Your tight, powerful arms wrap around my neck, in a front face sleeper hold, and your face is right up against mine. My bright blue eyes gaze into your own sapphire depths, and I feel again that electricity jolting between us. And... I feel your erection against mine.

15:14 Captain_America: My hard battle-forged muscle, thick, dense, and strong as cabled steel suddenly helpless before you. Then, you repeat my own teasing words back at me, telling me it is time for me to sleep. I feel the thick bulge of your hard, soldier-trained biceps wrapping around my neck like pythons. They feel wonderful. And... I want to kiss you. I feel the pressure of those hardened arms tightening fiercely, and I'm delighted that you are giving me everything you have. Not holding back. This is perfect.

15:16 Captain_America: I force myself past my confusion, as I start to feel slightly uncomfortable, as your choke begins to tighten to levels even a super soldier like myself can feel. Then, with my hands, I reach down and slam the palms of my hands against your knees as they are trapping my hips. I knock those knees backwards, and pull my legs up, to wrap around your waist all of a sudden. The thick, ultra-muscled, super dense columns of battle-hardened, super hero quads tense, rippling with super soldier power as they begin to ever so gently compress around your tight, trim, well-muscled body, the pressure just beginning to dent your obliques, compressing them inwards. I'm smiling up at you.

15:19 Captain_America: "Well David, it looks like we are playing a game of chicken here, doesn't it?" I whisper with a slightly choked voice. God.... he is so beautiful. So very beautiful. Honorable. Strong. Well trained. With a good heart. He's a good man. I want him. So badly.

19:28 Agent_David_Kingston: My arms thicken with pressure around your neck. Your neck feels amazing in my arms...so solid, firm and rippled with steel cabled muscles. I am fully aware of my full erection and now leaking cock....but even more aware of your massive hard on you are sport through your pants. Your erection is more than just a boner brought on by fighting and contacting....there is... attraction here. I see it reflected in yours from mine. As I hold you down, our faces are so close. It would be so easy to kiss you....press my warm lips to yours...and I know from your eyes it would not be rejected. Can this really be happening...my mind is a fog. In a natural excited reaction I tighten more on your neck, seeing you get a little red faced, I am pulling out all the stops and going for the KO on Captain America.

19:36 Agent_David_Kingston: I see your eyes focus then feel you palms slam into my knees knocking them back....fuck I think, you barely moved and you shot my knees back like nothing. I grin but then my look turns into a playful shock as your legs open like a trap and lock on my frame. Not only lock on but wrap me like some sort of python prey. "Fuck the Cap can wrestle," I say in my mind. I feel you tree trunk sized quads engage on my obliques which instantly go into a defensive flex, however, I have never felt legs as rock hard as yours. There is no give to you scissors....it is all pressure and feels like two steel reinforced doors closing on my mid section. My cock jerks against your body. I close my eyes trying to control my enraged cock. I am embarrassed but will bury those feelings and focus on fighting, though my mind, body and heart now all scream I WANT YOU.

19:44 Agent_David_Kingston: You lay down you challenge as your legs constrict more...you are playing with me...big time...and I am fucking loving this. My arms grip tighter around your neck. My thick biceps press in on the sides of your neck like a constricting vice. My forearm firm and rippling with well trained agent athletic muscles presses on your windpipe more...cutting off your air. My face reddens as well as the pressure from you mountainous muscle bound legs compacts me further. I have a huge grin on my face as the game of chicken goes on. "Noooooooot....leeeettttttinnnng....yooooooou....goooooo," I say straining. My words carry a literal but also emotional meaning as from this point on I will not be "letting you go" from my heart. The pressure builds and without thinking, my eye close as I focus on crushing your neck, but my head drops and my forehead presses against yours. In my focused I state I am registering what I am doing and how I have created an intimate space between us.

19:54 Agent_David_Kingston: In my head I am screaming at you with joy and delight as dreams I never knew I had were coming true...sure I dreamt of you before...but this is more than a dream this is reality and it is better than any dream. You are a hero, but a real man....who is into me...holy fuck! Again my cock jerks, now with my forehead on yours, arms flexing and cutting off your air supply, your canon sized massive man crushing thighs are breaking my torso in the best way possible, and our cocks are lined up side by jerking and throbbing with a mutual attraction....there is only one thing left....you are too much of a gentleman to be assuming of me....so I will take the initiative. You did after all tell me not to hold back.

20:02 Agent_David_Kingston: I open my eyes and stare right into yours...I am lost in the deep abyss of those deep blue wisdom and loved filled eyes...I prepare my lips, they are flexed ready to touch yours, to give my longing loving embrace to your mouth that will shred any and all doubt of my feelings for you and should tell me your feelings for me. I pull my forehead off yours, I begin to lower my lips...my arm tightens even more as my rare sexual excitement grows, my cock throbs deep against you, I know you feel it. Your legs constrict again, I pant out and breath right on your mouth, I feel your breath....oh man is really happening. My face leans in....suddenly with my agent trained ear I hear the door handle jiggle as the door preps to push open, my face jerks from yours as I uncoil me sleeper and roll with lightning speed to the side, you roll with me still locking on your killing embrace. You are aware of the disturbance at the door.

20:08 Agent_David_Kingston: The door begins to open and I lean up on my knees and I start pushing my elbow into your inner thighs hard...giving the look that we are fully engaged in grappling...instead of an intimate moment. You play right along setting the grappling guard up. The 5 troopers enter and are shocked to see Captain America grappling but they cheer as they see you "owning" Special Agent David. They jeer at me playfully with cat calls and I give them a nod, showing my face of strain. I have served with each of these men, some I have bested here on this training this mat so they are happen to see me "taking the heat." I reach out and tap the mats, in surrender. The guys cheer, then pat you on shoulder as your legs unlock and you spin rolling to your knees to greet them. I pant out on my knees and raise myself taking a few punches to the shoulders as the men tease me about my "apparent loss to you." Of course they surround you like groupies asking you to flex and some asking for fighting tips.

20:11 Agent_David_Kingston: You gladly entertain them with honor and care, as I know you will, you are a good guy after all, and I do not own Captain America. With your attention on them I quickly gather my boots, shirt and then my bag and I head out. I look back briefly and just smile...that was amazing. I get out into the hallway and I carry my boots at my waist to hide my raging hard cock, I need to take off my aroused nature. I walk down the corridor towards the barracks, I carry myself high and with spring in my step as I just spent an hour with my hero....a man I am falling for....and who I think might be falling for me.

11:45 Captain_America: I stare deep into your eyes as you stare into mine. I can feel my heart thumping in my chest, and my breathing is getting shallow. Partially, that's from the expert front face choke you have locked around my throat, but partly it's because I'm feeling more aroused than I can remember feeling in a very, very long time.

11:47 Captain_America: My face is split from side to side in a wide, broad, happy smile, as is yours. I'm enjoying this game with you on every possible level. I listen to your strained words, about not letting me go. Your words send a shiver of delight and joy through my heart. We are speaking to each other on so many levels right now. I whisper back, my voice likewise strained as you choke me... "You ... couldn't ... ughhhh get... free... even... if ... ughhhh you ... tried.."

12:09 Captain_America: Somehow, deeply, I meant it. In that moment, I realized how much I meant it.. This amazing man, full of honor and dedication, full of bravery and a lithe, athletic, hardened strength, with a kind spirit and such dedication... I would travel to the ends of the earth and back for him… I am lost in the sapphire blue of his eyes, falling deeper and deeper in. My manhood swells larger and larger, and I feel David's likewise growing as it is resting against the thick, steel plating of my super soldier abs. He tightens his choke hold every so gently, and I gasp in both pleasure and pain.

12:12 Captain_America: I tighten my body scissors every so gently, conscious that my steel-cabled thighs have the power and strength to literally cut him in half. Then, you lean down closer to my face, and closer yet. Our lips are nearly touching... we are going to kiss... then I hear it, just a few moments before you do. I feel a crushing sense of disappointment as the door handle starts to jiggle, and then you jerk away, and we roll to the side as suddenly the door opens, and the gym floods with five troopers. Instantly, we are locked in a tight hand to hand struggle.

12:15 Captain_America: The men cheer and egg me on, jeering and joking in good humor. I can tell they don't often see you at a disadvantage during a sparring session. I ache... ache for that intimate moment that was lost, but I cover my disappointment, and be the hero our men need to see. You tap the mat in surrender, and I quickly release you, my heavy, thick muscled titantically powerful thighs unwinding from around your waist in a flash. Then men cluster around, and pat me on my heavily muscled shoulder, and give me compliments as they tease you.

12:19 Captain_America: I chuckle and joke with them, in a good natured fashion. I get up, and look over to see you gathering your kit, and heading out. Some of the men ask me to flex and want some tips, so I oblige them, flexing my biceps, even though showing off like this makes me extremely uncomfortable. I know it's good for morale though, and I do my part. Then, you are gone. After a few more minutes of joking and conversing with the men, I gather my t-shirt, put my boots back on, and say my good-byes.

12:22 Captain_America: Without even thinking about it, I find myself taking the corridor towards your quarters. I feel drawn to you... I felt like I wanted to ... apologize to you? See you? Clear things up with you? I didn't know... most of all, I felt that I wanted to see you, wanted some closure after our moment together on the sparring mats. I find myself suddenly outside your door, and I start to look in, as I hear the sounds of a shower in your quarters.

13:53 Agent_David_Kingston: I keep breathing heavy as I walk down the corridor. My sexual aroused high is not going away...that tells me something...my feelings for you are very real, and I felt something very real from you. I keep smiling as I get closer to my room. I nod to the officers, troopers, and personnel who I pass in the hall...but my mind is with the Cap. I get to my room, I open the door, but look down the corridor as I hoped to see you following me, but then I shake my head realizing you would never be that assuming. You are a total gentleman...not assuming or forceful when it comes to relationships, but duty first. I admire that about you. But I felt you would break that today for me....just for me...as if we both know it could work between us.

15:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I walk in my room tossing my bag on my bed. The rooms are stark and spartan As one would totally expect on a military base. Some folks put up their decor and make it their home. Me, this is a place to recharge and I don’t need the distractions of a life I really don’t have. My life is service. I have never really had anyone save the parents back home, which is the one picture I keep up next to the bed on the small night stand. Granted my heart is feeling the hope of someone being in my life now...but I need to keep my head straight on this.

17:31 Agent_David_Kingston: My cock still rages in pants, I have never been this turned on by a man, I mean you are Captain America, so everything about you is super...why shouldn’t my attraction be super. I reach down and feel my raging hard on. I reach down to my open back and pull out the 4 pictures I carry of you. Each is marked on the corner with a word. The first picture is of your makeshift uniform after coming back from the first successful mission against the Red Skull. Through my contacts in the intelligence community I got a hold of copies of these pictures. In the corner of this pic I wrote the word loyalty.

18:00 Agent_David_Kingston: You are not logged in. Loyalty

18:02 Agent_David_Kingston: I run my hands over your face, as I still see that face red and below me in my front facing sleeper, I smile and my cock jerks. I pull the second picture out showing you when you came out of the vita-ray radiation chamber, the first picture showing your enhanced form. It is incredibly hot but just shows so much of the strength that existed inside. In the corner of that pic is the word strength.

18:02 Agent_David_Kingston: You are not logged in. Strength

18:04 Agent_David_Kingston: I look intensely at your chest and run my hands down my own chest as I can still feel you pressed up against me. My breath gets heavy as my body reacts to my mind reliving every moment on the mats with you. I pull the third pic and smile as it has duty written in the corner. This is the picture of you in the actors uniform where you worked at the state department selling bonds. No matter what you always did your part. Damn that tight suit looked amazing on you.

18:05 Agent_David_Kingston: You are not logged in. Duty

18:15 Agent_David_Kingston: I get to the last picture...this is the real you....the man with the character and heart of a hero. I love you in this picture....it shows the real you...it is the you I love. I am a man so sure I love your muscles but your heart is what I am in love with...........yes I am in love with you.

18:16 Agent_David_Kingston: You are not logged in. Character

18:20 Agent_David_Kingston: This picture says character in the corner. I drop my pants and being to jack off my cock. I drop the pictures on the bed and step out from my pants. My lean body flexing. I then turn to the private bathroom and start the shower. I keep stroking my hard thick 8 inch shaft, that leaks for you....your body, your power, you heart beating next mine. I think of your lips the kiss we almost had. I step into the water and let if rush over my hot stimulated skin. I rock my head back and really start the bang on my cock. I moan out some then pant as I climax. My body fully flexed and hard, my fury chest wet in in the water, I pant out as I stroke myself deep and long. "Steeeeeeeeeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvvve," I call out some as I unload and spray my man seed for you in the shower. I satisfy myself fully, as my longing for you grows. I am totally in love with Captain America.

07:16 Captain_America: Suddenly, as I hesitantly peek my head into the room, I hear a moan come from the direction of the shower. My face turns beet red, as I realize what I'm hearing. I turn to glance on your bed, and my heart stops. Those pictures... they are of me... from various stages of my career.... my first mission, the vita-ray chamber, that silly stint when I was selling bonds, and me before I was transformed... David keeps these pictures of me? Does he feel that way about me? Me? I swallow, my ears flaming as I walk on towards my quarters.. But, just as I start to take a few steps, I hear my name called out, in a long low voice. My heart skips a beat. David... he was... in the shower... while thinking... about me. My heart beat faster, and faster. I felt more and more aroused.

07:17 Captain_America: I get back to my quarters, and loosen the collar of my t-shirt. My heart is pounding, and with trembling hands, I strip out of my clothes, and stumble into my shower. David... David... feels that way about me.... I turn on the hot water, and it runs down the thick mass of my hardened, enhanced super soldier muscle, runnels of water following the contours of my battle-forged, steel-hard body, gathering and dripping off the end of my extremely erect manhood.

07:20 Captain_America: My thoughts turn to David as I grab my manhood firmly in my right hand, with a gasp of pleasure. I think back... to the time we shared on the plane ride, how good it felt to have him sleeping against me. As I stroke, gently, sending waves of pleasure up and down my spine, I think of how deep, deep blue his eyes are, as I stared into them across the table back in the Grand Hotel in New York. How handsome he was.

07:22 Captain_America: I remember the sincerity and the tone of his voice, the dedication, the commitment, the honor evident in his actions and words as he described Ironclad to me back when we met. And I stroked further, he was such an amazing man, such an incredible man. His physical training, his commitment, the beauty of his soul…

07:23 Captain_America: And then, back on the sparring mats.... The way he felt between my thighs... as his firm, powerful arms wrapped around my neck. Such a moment like none I'd ever shared before.... his athletic, trim, powerful waist engulfed in the battle-hard power of my thighs, staring into his eyes.... his eyes…

07:25 Captain_America: Then... we nearly kissed... would have kissed... ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhffffffffffffffffffffffff... I gasp, and shudder, and suddenly cover the opposite wall of the shower with my seed in a thick creamy blanket of white. David... David...

Published: 2021-03-28, viewed 53 times.