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The Adventures of Captain America

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24 hours later

00:00 Corporal Frank Figgs: “Commander on deck,” I call out so all in the base operations command unit can draw attention as Base Commander Grendings comes in through the double sliding fire doors. The entire assembly of the operation unit stands at attention. “All personnel ready and at their respected posts sir.” I finish giving my salute as I come face to face with my Base Commander.

00:00 Base Commander Charles Grendings: “At ease Corporal...at ease company,” I say, giving an approving nod to the military protocol, but shit do I hate it. I am not here to be saluted or looked up to. I am here to do my fucking job...which is to keep these men and women, who serve with such great heart, skill and clear minds, alive, informed and prepared as best they can to win these battles...these wars we fight.

00:00 Base Commander Charles Grendings: I quickly take my stance in the center of the room at that war table. The room is lined with all sorts of comm stations, analysts, computer terminals, surveillance stations and all other means of electronics that I have no clue what it does...but I do know my Ironclad team can get me any information I need to get the job done, and get it done fast. Damn these are the best of the best. Daily it is an honor to serve with these legendary heroes...and mean everyone on this base is a hero to me. I turn to one such hero...Lt. Com. Sage Daniels. “So do you care to spread some enlightenment on your “feelings” that you wrote about in this report which is a total piece of shit?” I say staring at Daniels. “I mean come on Lt. Com. I have known you a long time...we both know you can’t write a report...so why use flowery terms like “feelings” in it?” I say as I want to hear what the man really thinks. I look at him giving him the visual ok to speak candidly.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: I was called to the base operations command unit for an early debrief with the Base Commander. I can not write a report to save the life of me. Dammit, I hate paperwork. The Captain has been gracious enough to write my reports for me. That man can write a good report, I am sure he wrote some damn good letters to his late David. God rest his soul. I stand in the middle of the command unit at the war table. This is where the real war is fought…here is where those who are smarter than me feed me all the intel I need to get the job done. This is the brains of Ironclad.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: Commander Grendings and I served a number of times together during the War. He was the commanding officer of the unit a number of times. The man is an excellent strategist and war master. It was no wonder why the US Defense Department put him in charge of Ironclad. Under his command we have done wonders in the name of freedom and peace. The Commander comes in, greets everyone as the Corporal calls out his entrance. Grendings hates pomp and circumstance...almost more than the Captain does. I can see why the two of them get along so well.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: I knew what you were going to ask me before you even offered the questions. Like I ever discuss my feelings about anything but what was served in the mess hall. “Sir, nothing on the mission added up….the location…the Chara troopers...the lack of well..anything. This was an invisible play for Chara which made me unsteady.” I say allowing my frustration to show.

00:00 Base Commander Charles Grendings: Daniels is a good man, such a good man. Cares and honors everyone he is with. He and I have been to hell and back in the war...and still this man never complains, unless the food is shitty in the mess hall. “I get it Lt. Com. nothing added up.” I stand at the war table thumping my fist down on the table. “Even Dr. Franks, with finding the tracking devices in both the Captain and the Guardian, commented the tracking technology was dated and would hardly pose a threat.” I pace then turn to look at Daniels. “Either the train heist Captain America and Agent Kingston pulled off successfully dealt a bigger blow to the Chara Clan than we thought...or we are clearly missing something.” I step a couple paces forward to be closer to Daniel’s face so we can speak privately. “How is he doing?” I ask plainly.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: Commander Grendings and I are barely ever on the wrong page. It is great comfort to work with men like him, The Guardian, and the Captain. We get shit done. I hear his question and it rips my heart out, to think of the Captain’s grief. “Sir, he will fly strong and straight like he always did. There is no stopping him...duty first. But yes sir, to answer you, he is hurting...hurting bad. Agent Kingston is a great loss for us all.” I say with emotion in my throat.

00:00 Base Commander Charles Grendings: I nod listening to Sage. Lt. Com. Daniels knows the men of this base, he takes care of them, including the Captain and The Guardian. “Very well,” I say, turning back to the table. “I want the Captain back out in the field on the next mission ASAP. He will need his duty and service to work through things.” I go back to the table and sort through the reports. “Oh and Daniels...please make sure the Captain writes the reports from now on...his penmanship is so much better than your fucking chicken scratch.” I smile giving a good jab to my friend and fellow soldier.

00:00 Corporal Frank Figgs: I watch the radar and incoming comms and see the notice of incoming. I verify the signal and approach codes....”friendlies.” I call out to the command unit to alert the commander and support personnel. “Commander we have inbound...SHIELD-Ironclad units with the remaining equipment, personnel and deceased.” I give my nod, to end my alert.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: I give a deep affirming head shake to Commander Grendings about getting the Captain back out on active duty soon. I have several recon missions that would be perfect to get the Captain running those heavy thoughts off him. I turn to leave and give a hardy chuckle to his comment about the Captain writing my reports. Then the alert comes in and the one word that rings in my mind is…”deceased.” This was a moment I did not wish to deal with...but I needed to do this, for David, as I promised to have the Captain’s back. I give a nod back to Grendings who is thinking the same thing...I needed to get to the Captain. I leave the command unit and make my way down the hall heading to Captain’s quarters. Then I hear the alert come out over the loudspeaker to prep the base personnel and tarmac for the arrivals. I sigh, the Captain now knows...David’s body is arriving.

00:00 Captain_America: I laid down on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, holding David’s dogtags in my hand. I felt heavy today, as though I was carrying around a mountain. Everything took more effort. I tried as hard as I could to focus on my duty, to not get distracted by my grief, and normally I would have moved on from such a loss by now, but this was not normal. This was David. His death had hurt me more than anyone else’s ever had. I’d spent the morning visiting the doctor, and they had found some kind of primitive tracking device in both me and Marcus. But the range was so small as to be useless. It didn’t make any sense, and along with my deep, aching grief for David’s death, I felt a deep sense of worry. The Chara Clan was up to something, and it was nothing good.

00:00 Captain_America: I should have prepared the mission report for Sage, as I always did. He hated writing reports, and I found it refreshing. But today… he insisted on doing it himself, and told me to take some time off this afternoon. Even now, in my grief, I chuckled. I knew how illegible Sage’s handwriting was, and yet I was so grateful for his kindness. It reminded me how important the friends in my life were. Over the past few months, me and Sage had developed a strong bond of friendship, and I treasured his company and his humour as much as his skill and bravery. After leaving him to write the report, I had worked out for a while in the gym, but then I had remembered the last time David and I had wrestled there… and I didn’t feel like working out anymore. So I had gone to my quarters, to lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling. To remember David. Soon, I knew, I would have to go prepare for our next mission. I couldn’t sit here in silence forever and think about what I had lost. I had to move on. I knew it. And I would. But never before in my life had moving on been this hard.

00:00 Captain_America: Suddenly, I heard the loudspeakers blaring out in the hall, announcing that the SHIELD-Ironclad choppers were inbound with the remaining equipment, personnel and … deceased. I felt a fresh wave of grief well up in me. It was time for my final goodbye. I had cried my tears, and now I had to go say goodbye. I owed it not only to him, but to all the men that looked up to me. This was an important part of letting go. Then, there was a knock on my door. I spoke up as I stood up, only wearing a t-shirt and a pair of briefs, revealing the full chiseled might of my pillar thick titan strong legs, as my steel-plated chest and herculean arms stretched the seams of my t-shirt. I would get dressed in a moment, but first to see who this was.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: On days like this, when there are hard truths to face, the hallway seems longer, more difficult to walk down. I make my way slowly to the Captain’s quarters. I will not let him face this alone, as long as he needs me I will stand by his side. I can not imagine what weight, pain and grief he is feeling on those massive heroic muscular shoulders of his. I could not imagine losing my loved one.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: I am a straight man, and I have been married to my wife, Jeanie, for 28 beautiful years. But I know and appreciate true love in whatever form it comes in. I would never let my troops or fellow officers know, but I am a bit of a romantic. The Captain and David is one of the truest loves I have seen. They just fit together. They complement each other every way by bringing the best out in each other. Granted, their time together was short but from all the Captain shared with me about their relationship, through their silent courting, to David’s confession of his deep affection for the Captain, to the one night they had, and then through the letters they shared, I saw the rich beauty of their love. The Captain is just not a man to give his heart away on a whim nor is he the soldier with a lover in every “port city.” The Captain is as true as they come so I know this was the deepest love there could be for him. I get to the door and knock lightly.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: I hear you coming, in knowing you, I hear the woeful grief in your voice as you speak out. Oh my dear sweet powerful Captain, I feel your pain, I say in my heart. You open your door and I stand there tall and out in my full camo gear. You are not even in uniform which shows me your heavy heart. I am a straight man but I can even appreciate the super soldier battle forged body you possess. “I would be honored to escort you to the tarmac Captain,” I say in a deep respectful tone, then my tone changes. “I would like to stand by you as your friend as you pay your respects to Agent…” I pause, “...to your David.” I reach out and give your titan muscled shoulder an affirming squeeze. “I will wait right here while you prepare yourself, Captain. Take your time.” I say turning to wait at attention.

00:00 Captain_America: And there is the Lt. Commander. I’m touched by his friendship, and his offer to escort me to the tarmac as I pay my respects. He puts his hand on my shoulder, and gives me a reassuring squeeze. I smile in gratitude. My heart is heavy, but I need this, I need to pay my respects. I take a moment to put on my uniform, the heavy, thick material seeming to accentuate my solid, powerful super soldier build rather than hide it. I strap my shield to my back. I don’t need my shield for this, but I am treating this occasion with all formality and solemnity. I head out, and follow Sage as he leads the way to the tarmac. Occasionally, we pass men in the halls and they respectfully stand aside. I can see the sympathy in their eyes, and I am deeply touched. But I keep my back straight and my head up, and give a nod of recognition to each man as I pass them by. They are the true heroes around here.

00:00 Captain_America: Finally, we reach the tarmac, and I stand by watching as the chopper carrying the dead Ironclad personnel makes its approach, the backdraft from the heavy blades driving against my heroic form, but not moving it so much as an inch as I hold my position. Finally, it settles down on the tarmac, and I wait. I cried all my tears alone, last night. And I reach up to hold my dogtags, ready to let go of David, though I know I will never truly let him go. The love we shared will be in my heart, to inspire me through the rest of my life. The great grief and sorrow that I thought I had spent comes back, and I stand stoically, eyes fixed on the chopper as they begin to slowly unload the body bags. Just once more… just one more time… what I would give to hold David, to see him, to kiss him just one more time. My heart aches.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: Again the hallway is long...everyone knows what has gone down. I mean the victory was great. This defeat of the Hydra cell base has turned the tide for the SHIELD efforts. Thousands of lives were saved by this monutenal win, but right now all we see is the loss of a skilled soldier, dear friend and adoring lover. The large bay doors open as the Captain and I approach. The first chopper is prepping to land. With the cross winds up here in the mighty north, a pilot has to land just so to keep the craft from tottering off to the side. But as always the pilots nail the landing. Again this is a testament to how much talent Ironclad has, and one of the best was David Kingston. The large double bladed chopper comes to a rest as the back ramp comes down and the troopers who survive bring out their fallen comrades. I stand next to the Captain and put my hand on his shoulder again and I just leave it there squeezing his bowling ball sized muscles tightly letting him know I am there. Adjacent to us the flat bed transport that will take the bodies into the base for their decommissioning and release to their families. The bags are unmarked, and this is not the place to open them up. The good Captain knows that. We watch as the body bags are carried over one by one filling up the transport. It is humbling to see how many there are...11...16….18...27 bags in total are honorably placed in a line on the transport. The reality of the horrors of war are clear today. The Captain turns and stands at the bed of the transport gripping the edge of the transport. I release his shoulder. “He was the best of us,” I say back up to get the Captain his final moment. I raise my hand to signal everyone on the tarmac to still themselves, even the wind seems to stop out of respect.

00:00 Captain_America: I watch motionless, one hand holding David’s dog tags, aware of Sage’s hand on my shoulder as the men carry the bodies out with respect. I feel his hand gripping the heavy, solid muscle of my powerful rounded shoulders. I’m so grateful for his presence. This is hard for me, harder than any loss I have ever faced. It aches so deeply. But, I do not cry. Not here, not now. My tears have been shed, and I am left with the heavy grief. I watch as the men respectfully arrange the body bags on the transport, one by one. My hand grips the edge of the transport, holding the steel rim with a grip so tight my knuckles turn white. There are 27 of them in total. 27 fine soldiers, 27 brave heroes who gave up their lives to provide protection, peace, and freedom to countless millions. And David was the best of them.

00:00 Captain_America: As if reading my mind, I heard Sage repeat my own thoughts back to me. Then, he releases my shoulder and backs off. Everyone becomes still, and the wind drops down. And there is silence and stillness, and grief and sorrow and loss.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: How do you help someone grieve? It is not a simple answer, everyone is different with their needs, but with the Captain his need is duty and service. I have already made the arrangements for him to join me on a recon mission at the border where there is suspected Chara Clan activity. This will be the medicine needed to start the healing process. I stand back giving the Captain his minute when I hear two more heavy dual bladed choppers approaching, those are carrying the equipment but damn what poor timing. The two choppers soar then pivot making their final set down. The wind whips front the rototillers and the crew moves to secure the choppers and start the unload. I look back at the Captain now being about ten feet away from him and he has not moved. He still leans on the transport, internalizing his broken heart, as not to burden any of the rest of us. Damn, the Captain is such a hero...I wish I could...my thoughts are interrupted. As out of the corner of my eye I see him...Agent Kingston….DAVID, getting off the the last chopper…”Fuck me,” I blurt out. I want to run to him but I know someone else who needs to. I jog back to the Captain, I grip tightly his iron hard flexing arm, “Captain, miracles still happen…” I say drawing his attention to the far chopper, where David is unloading and has not noticed the Captain or myself.

00:00 Captain_America: I’m gripping the edge of the transport, trying to come to terms with the heavy weight of my grief, when two more choppers soar overhead, their pilots expertly handling the unpredictable winds of our mountainous Alaskan base to settle down on the tarmac. But my eyes are fixed on the bodies, and my thoughts are struggling with my grief and loss, and I pay the choppers no mind. Then, suddenly, I hear running feet, I recognize Sage’s distinctive gait, and I start to turn, when his hand grips my hard, thick muscled arm, flexing with the effort to grip the rim of the transport. Then, he says something very curious, and I follow his gaze to the far chopper. My eyes suddenly go wide in shock. It was…

00:00 Captain_America: Without a second thought, I suddenly heave myself over the transport in a massive leaping vault, my arm exploding with a ripple and a surge of incredible super hero might, I soar over the transport, land gracefully on the other side, and sprint across the tarmac like the wind, shocked service men left in my wake. There was a stack of crates between me and David, and again, in a single leaping bound, I cleared them, with an explosive surge of muscle from my herculean quads to power my flight. David wasn’t even looking my way, still unaware of my approach, before suddenly I smashed into him like a freight train, lifting him off his feet, crushing him against my steel-plated hero chest as it strained the seams of my uniform. I whirled him around, the explosion of joy and delight that radiated through my being was like the first day of spring after the prospect of an endless winter.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: My body is aching...it has been a long fucking seven months working with SHIELD. Day in and day out we were constantly on the move with missions and surveillance ops. I have never longed to be a super soldier so much like my Cap before in my life so that I could have a faster recovery. This last mission up to the coastline of Greenland was one of the biggest operations I have been a part of before. The forces used to defeat the Hydra base were impressive. Two strike forces were led by another lead Ironclad agent, Special Agent Brian Melton, who sadly did not survive. I know SHIELD reported the losses back to the Ironclad command center; his loss will be mourned along with the 26 other Ironclad troopers who fell in the line of duty.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: The victory was great...lives saved...a heavy sacrifice to pay for freedom was given with the blood of the fallen but they will be honored. I sent the troops on the first transport as they wanted to walk out their brothers in arms. I would stuff myself into the cargo transports alone. It was a pleasant time to be alone, as I sat in the corner of the chopper dreaming of my Cap. I had missed him so much. I had even had a tattoo of his shield marked on my left shoulder, just to show that I was his man and he was always “on my left.” Oh I missed him so much...and regrettably I had not been able to write much in the last month, and I did not even get word to him that I was coming back. But I planned on surprising him maybe in the gym with a big heavy tackle on his armour-plated muscled body, or find him lying on his bed in those snug tight gym shorts that hug his tree trunk quads, or find him in the shower and I jump on that elite warrior muscled body that I craved for in the deepest recesses of my mind, heart and body. I might not even say hello but just grab his face and kiss the hell out of him.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I can see the Ironclad base from my small window and the first chopper has landed and they are unloading the fallen heroes but beyond that I can not see. I assume Cap is out on a mission with Lt. Com. Sage, who is one of the best men at Ironclad I have met. The chopper comes to a rest on the ground and the back ramp opens. I slide out the side around the cargo with my bag. I begin to assist with the unloading as the cargo before the service crews get there. I look over my shoulder to the bay doors but I can not see past the first helicopter. I can not wait to see Cap. But I don’t want to seem like an asshole and not help. I grab a few other boxes, set them aside, then...WHAM...I am hit with a heavy hard massive body from behind that rattles my battle ready flexed but worn body. Once the rippling hard titan arms wrap me I know who it is...MY CAP! I am hoisted up into the air, smashed with my flexed muscular lean back into your barreling hard flex chest. My cock bones like a spear in my dark camo gear. You whisk me around like a trophy you have just won. “CAP!!,” I exclaim, grunting as you practically cut me in half with your pythonic strapping grip on my v-cut waistline. “I guessed I surprised you, huh?” I say rubbing your battle hard calloused hand. I see Lt. Com. Sage is watching from us, and his demeanour is more serious for some reason. I am not sure what is going on, but my heart is rejoicing in feeling my Cap crushing me.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: The Captain catches sight of Agent Kingston and like a beast of power he leaps and easily soars over the top of the transport using those super soldier muscles. He opens his gait fully wide as he makes short work the distance between him and David...he again leaps showing the rippling power of his thunderous quads as he clears a high stack of crates. I grin as I watch David who has no idea the loving power that is coming his way. Damn, what a lesson in mis-communication, I am going to have to get to the bottom of this relayed message that stirred us all. The Captain reaches David and hoists him up and tosses him around like nothing in his power-packed muscled arms, it looks like he might break David out of excitement. I laugh out loud as my heart leaps as I see the reunion of true love. The men around me, knowing the reported news of the loss of the alleged Agent Kingston, rejoice with me as well.

00:00 Captain_America: As I hold David up in the air, spinning him around in a joyful, exuberant bearhug, hardly able to contain my joy and relief, David rubs my hand as tells me that he surprised me. I put him down finally, and grab his shoulders. I’m grinning from ear to ear, such a display of emotion is unusual for me, but this is an unusual circumstance. “Surprised me? Yes, you could say that. Considering that we all thought you had died, I’d say you surprised me right enough.” I pulled him back into another hug, wrapping up tight, I whispered in his ear, these words for him alone, “The last day… thinking you were dead, it was hell for me David. And now having you here, back in my arms again, it is a dream and a wish come true.”

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I never expected this welcome from my Cap, but I am not complaining at all as his granite hard arm muscles wrapped around is feeling I have longed for seven hard months. The attitude on the tarmac is exceptionally joyful and I am a bit confused by it all but again, Cap is holding me and that is all I wanted. He puts me down and then grips my shoulder, the pure joy and love in his face melts every soreness and weariness away. Then Cap’s words ring hard…”considering we thought you had died.” My mind frantically tries to process why I assumed I was dead. Cap pulls me into a full hug pressing me into that warrior thick body….oh damn I missed this man. His sweet words fill my ears and heart. My muscular lean hard frame fits perfectly in his grip. This is my Cap. “Cap, I am confused. Why did you think I was counted among the dead? My name was on the deceased list. I mean don’t get me wrong big guy this the welcome I hoped for, being swept up into your arms.” I say only talking so Cap can hear me, then I can not hold back any more, I kiss Cap. My lips press on his, full and hard as I linger there, not giving a shit about what anyone thinks. I pull back and put my forehead on yours. “Sorry, I have been waiting seven months for that kiss.” I say smiling looking right in your eyes.

00:00 Captain_America: I revel in the feeling of his hard, combat-trained, soldier muscle crushed tightly against me, I revel in his scent as it fills my nostrils, breathing in deep. David expresses his confusion, as I break off my bearhug to stare into his eyes. But before I can answer, suddenly David opens his mouth and kisses me. His taste, his tongue in my mouth is beyond amazing, and I melt into him, all the sorrow and loss, the longing being swept away by that kiss. Suddenly, I hear cheers breaking out all around us. I start to blush a bright red, but right now, I don’t care what anyone else thinks, this is our moment, David’s and mine. I reply with a broad, broad smile, “So have I.” I reach up and tenderly stroke David’s hair, running my fingers through it. “Say, uhhhh, Mr. Kingston… do you have, well, what I meant to say, was… well, do you have any plans tonight? There is a bright flash of a twinkle in my eye, and you can tell that as hard as I’m trying to play dumb and innocent, I’m not fooling you.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: My confusion fades, as I hear the cheers on the deck. I smile as Cap blushes. I rub his cheek as our love and relationship is fully on display on the tarmac. But I am encouraged by the acceptance and applause, hoping that as Cap is a light of encouragement as a soldier to us all, that in turn he and I can be a light of encouragement that there is a way to blend duty and love. I hold close to Cap leaning my head on his chest...I love this man. It is so good to be home, to be home in his arms. Cap strokes my hair, and I melt into him more. Then I grin as Cap in a wonderful gentleman- like way tries to play innocent and asks me if I have plans. His body has been communicating his deep desire for me since he gripped me in his full on thick muscle tight bear hug. His suit conceals his cock neatly while totally showing off his deeply rich rippling muscular frame. You can really only get a feel of his massive cock if you are right up on him, which I am, and his cock is full right now. Cap is a full gentleman, and I love that about him. He is never assuming or pushing, and he is totally proper. So I am always sure to keep our private life to ourselves both in the little time we shared before I left and in our letters. So whisper in Cap’s ear teasing him a little, “As a matter of fact Cap, I do have plans tonight...I am going to make love to a real life superhero tonight...and trust me is amazing in bed.” I pull back to see the Cap blush and look into his beautiful eyes. Then we are both hit from the side by a big old hug from Lt. Com. Sage, who just overly expresses his care for us both.

00:00 Lt. Commander Sage Daniels: I stand back just overjoyed at the happy reunion here. My heart wells up like a little romantic teenage girl. I watch two of my favorite soldiers back together in each other’s arms. I see the Captain’s body language and feel his burden lifted, his heart light, and his mind at ease. Then in David, I see love. I have known David for years now, serving with him. He is a good man and even better soldier but there was always a part of him missing. Well today I clearly see that the missing part was the Captain. “Dammit I love happy endings,” I call out as I can not just stand by any more and I take off running for the happy couple. I barrel hard into the side of them. Running into the Captain is like running into a cement wall, he does not even budge as my thick soldier hard body collides with his armored thick massive frame. I hug them both tightly and ruffle David’s hair while squeezing the back of the Captain. “Alright you two get off this tarmac, and go have some well deserved R&R...that is an order.” I call out overstepping my rank on the Captain, but at this point he needs to hear it.

00:00 Captain_America: I chuckle from deep in my throat at David’s “plans”, as I blush a bright red from his mention of bed. My manhood, already hard, gets even harder at the thought. The close proximity, the intimacy, touching David again, our bodies in contact, my heavy, dense super soldier muscle once more holding and cherishing the ripped, hardened frame of my beloved David causes my manhood to pulse and twitch like a snake. I can feel his own erection as we embrace. Then, suddenly Sage is there, slamming into me, bouncing off my heavy, dense herculean muscle before recovering and wrapping us both up in a bearhug. Sage is a treasure, an absolute treasure. He orders us off the tarmac, and that’s an order I’m happy to follow. I turn towards the compound, my face upturned into a 1000 gigawatt smile of joy and happiness, David right beside me. I make my way back towards my quarters, reflexively snatching up David’s duffle bag in one hand as we turn to go. Everyone we pass is grinning, and they make way for us good-naturedly. Finally, we are back in my quarters, and I toss David’s duffle bag onto the floor, and shut the door.

00:00 Captain_America: Then, like some kind of beast in heat, I charge forward, and heave David up onto my shoulder, diving forward to throw him down on the bed as I laugh uncontrollably. I pin him down, my hands wrapping and twining around his fingers, as I growl in my throat, leaning down suddenly for a very, very serious kiss. Opening my mouth and latching onto David’s perfect lips, my tongue darting out to explore every nook and cranny of his mouth, tasting him, smelling him, feeling the joy and love pulsing inside me. And to think… I thought I had lost him… the sense of gratitude that I hadn’t… the wonder of being here with him now moved me deeply even as I ground my crotch into his, feeling our manhoods grinding together, I felt suddenly so overjoyed.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: Sage grips us tightly showing his deep seeded care and affection for us. But the thing about Sage is he cares for every single one of his men and would be out here showing his support to each of them. My cock is a raging python in my uniform, and I know Cap can feel each of the deep throbs surging in my member. Sage gives his order and Cap wastes no time grabbing my large duffle, which takes both my gym forged muscular arms to heave it up. With his other arm he holds me close as we make a solid course for his quarters. The base personnel all give cheers as we walk by making hole for us to get through. The Cap will not relent his grip on my side. I am still trying to piece together how they received a report of me being on the deceased list. It breaks my heart that Cap was hurting...that is the last thing I wanted for him. I'll figure all that out later, right now I have a super hero to focus on.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: We make it to Cap’s quarters, he easily tosses my heavy bag aside. I stand looking around the room, as it looks exactly the same since I left seven months ago. I stare at the bed, and think of how many times I replayed our night together and how many loads I spilled jacking off to that memory. I hear the door close and then Cap rushes at me in his uniform with his shield on his back. He takes me up on his shoulder then in a wrestling power move slams me on his bed as we both laugh. Our hands interlace as the Cap pins me down, and no words are spoken. Instantly our lips collide for our deep kissing reunion. My tongue curls around his, I feel his mouth, feel his chest breathing as it goes up and down, I feel my hard cock against his. His dense frame weighs down like a load of bricks, but it feels so good. I kiss him more, moaning and grunting in the sensual pin down. I pull from the kiss looking to Cap’s eyes. “I am sorry you received the falsified news of me being on the deceased list,” I pressed my forehead against his. “I don’t like knowing you were hurting or even seeing you hurt.” I take a breath. “I love you Steve Roger, and I will do everything to protect you and hold you close.” I kiss him again then give him a playful eye. “I think we need to get you “unshielded” so we can play with your sword some,” I laugh out loud at my own corny joke nuzzling to your thick cabled neck as you keep me pinned.

00:00 Captain_America: I lose track of time, not knowing or caring how long we kissed, but eventually we break off, and press our foreheads together. There is a soft, tender smile dancing about my mouth and I stroke David’s head, playing my hand through his hair gently. I listen to his words, his confession of love, and his desire to handle my sword. I kiss David’s neck, with a soft touch of my lips, then slowly rise up off him, swinging my legs over to the floor as I stand. I unstrap my shield and lay it against the wall, I begin to remove my battle uniform, working off the heavy, protective leathers, gathering my thoughts. I kick off my boots, and then work my way out of my heavy battle trousers, peeling them down off the thick solid columns of pure granite quad muscles. Likewise, I work my way out of my battle top, peeling it off the chiseled, steel-hard hero abs and powerful chest, working my heavy, thickly muscled arms out of the sleeves. Then, with a grin, I finally pull my underpants down. Standing there looking at you, in all my nakedness. It’s not a sight many have seen. My manhood juts straight out, twitching slightly, hefty and thick, pre-cum beading at the tip.

00:00 Captain_America: I reply finally, as I motion at you to follow suit, and get that uniform off. My expression turns serious for a moment. “David, I’ve lost many friends over the years, we both have. I thought I knew how to deal with loss… but when I faced the prospect that I had lost you…. I found out how wrong I was. I love you so much, you inspire me, you delight me, and I feel empowered just having you at my side.” Then, my eyes soften with an unreadable look, “No one has ever told me that before… told me that THEY would protect me. It’s supposed to be the other way around, you know.” I chuckle at you.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: You pull your heroic sized muscled body from me. I give a deep grunt of satisfaction. I sit up on the bed, unlacing my boots and setting them aside. I roll off my socks then look up as you remove your uniform. I get lost as I watch you. Slowly take off your armored uniform, you peel off your thickened battle forged chest that swells with a might of hundreds of men, your v-cut perfect waistline coupled by your diamond-hard core back muscles all make me dampen my briefs as my mouth goes dry from panting over your bodily perfection. I watch you take down your trousers and I lust for you quads to be around my lean hard body. You remove your underwear as an act of total vulnerability to me. Most big men would be flexing and showing off right now, but not my Cap, this is a gift just for me. Showing me that you give yourself freely and fully to me...your David, your man...your love.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: You give a sweet motion reminding me I need to de-cloth. I laugh realizing I was lost in my lust. I waste no time for show as I drop both my camo trousers and snug fitting briefs at that same time, then with lightning speed I toss my uniform top and t-shirt aside. My tattooed shoulder shows my inking of your shield, my mark of the Cap on me. My firm battle hard athletic defined body is all out in the open as I stand next to the bed. My lightly fur dusted chest showing the glistening perspiration beads of having your heavy full frame on me. My cock stands at full attention pulsing hard leaking drops of pre in your honor. I walk over to you and lean my naked deep ridged muscle body against yours.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston:I look up to you, “Cap I will embrace you in my arms to keep you warm. I will wrap you in my love to keep you safe. I will lay down my life to protect you. I am no super soldier, and I carry no shield but I will do whatever it takes…” I wrap my arms around your wood plank abs as I grip your back. “Cap, I have never felt this deep love for anyone before. I will never let you go...and I will never stop loving you.” I pull back from you, and grab your battle calloused hand and I kiss it. “I pledge myself to Cap...in mind, body and soul.” I lean back more from you pulling you back to the bed by your hand that clasp. Lay myself down pulling your elite warrior muscled body over mine. I stroke your cheek. “You never have to worry about losing me...I am right here.” I say putting my hand on your heart. I wrap my arms around your rock hard flexing back and steel cabled legs hook your cement pillar thighs as I slide underneath placing your member at my entrance. “Please be in me...let me feel us...it has been so long.” I say looking deep into your eyes longing for your most intimate touch.

00:00 Captain_America: I watch, entranced as you take your uniform off, stripping down until you are as naked as I am. My heart is pounding in my chest, and my ears are a bright red as the excitement, the love thrums in my veins. You stand next to me, your body is perfect, slightly hairy, hard-muscled, lean, battle forged. You lean against me as I wrap my arm around you, my eyes drawn instantly to your left shoulder, where you have a tattoo of my shield. I reach out and touch it with a look of wonder in my eyes. You wrap me up in your hard, strong arms and I wrap you up in my own heavily muscled arms, holding you tight. You begin speaking and my eyes go wide with love and amazement. I let your words sink deep into my soul. I’ve never let anyone get this close to Steve Rogers, the man behind the shield before. Never…. I’m trembling suddenly, feeling strangely vulnerable before the naked honesty and profound love you are gifting to me. You pull me down, on top of you as your hand strokes my cheek. A single tear starts to gather in the corner of my eye as you put your hand on my heart. I feel the loud thump of both our heartbeats in sync.

00:00 Captain_America: I look on in awe as you maneuver my manhood at the entrance to the centre of your being. I long to be in you, so deeply. With a soft sigh, gently with every motion an expression of my deep love for you, I softly drive my manhood up inside you, stroking your face, adjusting your hard muscled legs over my shoulders. I find my voice again, “And I pledge myself to you David, with all my heart, my strength, my mind, my soul. I am your shield…” I stroke that tattoo on your left shoulder, as your dogtags, still around my neck, softly clank and brush your sweaty, hair-dusted pecs. “And I will protect you, and cherish you, and love you with everything I am, Steve Rogers the man, and Captain America the hero I am called to be…” I drive into you now, plunging my manhood up to the hilt inside you gasping with pleasure, shivering with the intensity of the moment, the passion and love causing me to tremble. One hand reaches out to stroke your face softly, gently, tenderly, admiring the lines of your handsome features. I lean down and kiss you, as two tears splash down from my eyes onto your cheeks. “...for as long as I live.”

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: Your flex ripping muscles lay against my lean hard athletic frame. Your body heat rises as we both sweat in the deep anticipation of being close and united. I rub your face, your eye releases a tear. I smile deeply at you as we kiss slowly but deeply. I feel you press your hardened full cock into my canal and I gasp in pleasure feeling you. My body goes stiff as I feel you go deep in me. Then you shift your weight bringing my legs up so that you can pleasure me. I hook your neck tight muscled neck and bring you closer as we kiss as the lovers we are. Your full length drives deep in me as the ecstasy builds and courses through us both. I listen and watch you as you pledge yourself both as a man and soldier to me. Your thickened member shapes my canal as your loving claim. My dog tags drag on my chest as your thrust in me, our bodies in sync as your entry sends shivers up my spine. My body arches under yours as my cock responses webbing my rippling abs under your aura of might. Your tears strike my cheek. My mind is full of love for you and the thoughts of how lucky I am to have you. Images of first meeting you in New York pepper my mind. I pant under you as our love making gets to its deep sexual rhythm. I hold you tighter and flex my strong body harder to my max as this allows for deepend pleasures on you knowing I could never physically hurt you. My manhole pulses down tighter clenching your cock with a heated ferocity. I kiss you, then breath out with my head dropping back as my body climbs its mount of sexual pleasure with you.

00:00 Captain_America: I feel the energy and strength in your legs as they tighten around my neck, the thick cords of muscle flexing naturally to resist the pressure, as I glory in the tight contact. I find a rhythm as my balls begin to ache with the need to empty my superhero seed deep inside a man who has become a hero to Steve Rogers. I plunge in deeper, seeking and finding your prostate, gasping with delight as I drive my manhood against you from the inside out. You pull me down for a long kiss as your entire body flexes, your lean soldier muscle, hardened by heavy fighting in the field, ripples with strength, sending me to new heights of pleasure as your canal tightens hard on my thick shaft. I gasp as you breath out, throwing your head back. I feel the pleasure and approaching flood start to gather in both of us, reading the small signs of an imminent eruption from the shivers and shudders of your fantastic body. I moan then, and feel a lighting bolt shiver up and down the length of my spine, causing my toes to curl and my hands to grasp your muscled shoulders tightly as I approach the point of no return. I lean down seeking your mouth gasping, “I love you, David Kingston…” Before kissing you, needing to taste you, as I moan into your mouth, my herculean muscle flexing and shuddering as rope after thick, hot rope of my super soldier seed blasts out of my manhood to fill the man I love from the inside out.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: Muscles rippling, sweat pouring, breaths heavy, cocks begging for their pressure release and ball boiling...our love making it beyond anything I could ever hope or experience. Again the hours have passed. I am amazed I can be intimate with you this long. As a super soldier your agility and longevity are enhanced but you somehow transfer that to me allowing me to stay longer with you. I am on the cusp of unloading seven months worth of bent up sexual missing from you. Your body turns to iron as your pleasure sensors go on full alert, I feel you surging in harder and my body is there...my balls have pushed their treasure trove load into my shaft. Your brick abs rub my cock with expert pressure. I arch my back so that I thrust my cock hard into you cum gutter ab-ridge. The pressure is massive...my prostate excited as my gasping goes deeper.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I grip your neck tightly, my fingers clawing hard into your steel cabled muscles. My legs tighten around your neck like steel. My body shivers just as you release, my own cock fires my rich creamy load between us as my face goes red with pleasure and my canal tightens to milk all of your heroic seed from your shelf. “STEVE….I love you,” I pant out as my orgasm continues for a few moments soaking both our abs and chest. I gasp in my final erotic arch under you and then I go limp, my legs sliding off your shoulders, and hooking back around you thighs. I breathe heavy and hard. I run my fingers through your hair. “Oh Steve...damn sir...you are better than I remember,” I tease rubbing your sweaty defined flexing muscular back as you catch your breath.

00:00 Captain_America: I feel your seed erupting from your manhood even as I fill you up from the inside out, to coat my hard, cut, defined chest and battleship armoured abs. I collapse on top of you, my cock giving a few final spurts as I drink in your love, your presence, your being. David… My David…. Steve Roger’s hero. I gently stroke your head as you stroke mine, sharing this moment of hot, sticky, sweaty, special tenderness. I chuckle as you tease me, “Everything with you is better than I ever remembered.” Then, I simply let my hero muscle rest on top of you, stroking your hair, as we catch our breath.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: You finish your heroic orgams, taking my breath away. Your titan sized richly muscled body goes limp and crashes down on me, damn you feel so good. My cummed load squished between us and even that feels good as your mountainous pecs press down on my tight lean fur dusted chest. We lay here together for some time, neither of us moving. Your diamond hard body is holding me down in the best way possible. My hand grazes through your hair. “You are so beautiful.” I say looking into deep sea blue eyes that light up with so many emotions. I keep giving you quick soft kisses as we lay here together. For seven months I longed to be here...and finally I’m here with you, and you feel more amazing than any memory I had of the short time we experienced.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I tear streams down my cheek. “I love you so much, Steve.” I say taking breath as I steady myself. “I feel I loved you for...well...a long time. I don’t know how to explain this, without sounding weird,” I chuckle laughing at myself. “But, I always knew you, Steve Rogers, were the man for me.” My hand glides on your face. “From the first time I knew about you...that scrawny hero, who wanted to make a difference...following your impressive heroic career...I felt a tug in my heart, that you were the man I wanted to love and pledge myself to.” Cup your face in both my hands. “I will never leave you Steve, because you have always been in my heart.” I kiss you gently but with deep underlying passion as I just press my lips to yours for several moments. I wrap my arms around you bowling ball sized shoulders and pull you to me in a deep hard hug, as I nuzzle to your neck. “Thank you for rescuing my heart.” I say with my face buried in your steel cabled neck.

00:00 Captain_America: I rest on top of you, feeling your heartbeat through the contact of our bodies and our muscles. I’m floating in a sea of perfect peace, love, and contentment. Then, you reach up and stroke my hair, and I turn to look into your amazing eyes, blue sapphires that invite me to dive in. We kiss each other gently, and I look down into your face as you start to cry. But I know those are not tears of sorrow, but of love and joy, by the look in your eyes. I listen with deep humility as you explain that you have loved me even before I was chosen by Dr. Erskine… And, I remember for some reason as you remind me of those days before I was selected to receive the super soldier serum… I remember what Dr. Erskine told me when I asked him why he had chosen me…. He said, “A man who has known weakness can be trusted to use strength.” I swallowed hard. Realizing that unlike so many of the men who looked up to me and only saw the invincible Captain America, you saw into my heart, deep into my being. You saw Steve Rogers. I am starting to cry softly now, as we embrace each other, holding one another tight, nuzzling, and kissing deeply and with exquisite passion. I’m trying to find the words to respond when you thank me.

00:00 Captain_America: I hold your head tenderly and softly against my neck, cradling you gently, nuzzling you with tenderness. Finally, choked up, I whisper, “You are my hero, David Kingston, and you are the keeper of the keys to my heart, now and always my love. We are together now, joined in love no matter where the tides of duty may take us, we are one, you and I.” The wave of love that washes through my body cleanses my soul of all the lingering wisps of heartache, of grief, of sorrow, of the heavy burden I have born for so long, to give me in this moment with you, a freedom and a lightness that rejuvenates my power and soul. And we lay like this for an uncounted time, my herculean super soldier muscle resting on top of your hard, combat-forged body, feeling each other breath, feeling each other’s heartbeat. Then, suddenly, I rouse, and I speak softly, “How about a shower love?” Of course, I wanted to get clean, but I won’t deny I had ulterior motives. I wanted another excuse to be intimate with the man I deeply loved.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: My whole life has been building to this moment. We all have those events that change our path, carve our character, and shape our destiny. Those moments are overwhelming. My heart is sacked by your loving words, my body pressed hard by your perfect touch, and my soul is unified with the love of my life...Steve Rogers. Our tears are cleansing, our nuzzling comforting, and our basking here on the bed is a honeymoon of our lovers’ emotions. I feel our chests moving together as we breath and then you ask about a shower. I give you a big boyish grin as I roll us over on the bed, putting your elite warrior muscled frame under my sharp-lined, hard-cut muscle. I kiss again, then playfully tweak your stone hard nipples saying, “Last one there is on soap duty!” I pull off your strong chest fast and drop by flexed arm and elbow hard into your steel plated abs knowing you can easily take this hit. That is the wonderful thing about rough housing with you is I can play as rough as I want, and never hurt you. I leap off the bed and dart to the shower turning on the hot water, giving you that playful eye, like that of the day we spared in the training room.

00:00 Captain_America: You roll us over as I break out into a wide grin. I gasp in pleasure as you tweak my hard nips, diving off me and dropping your hard elbow into my armoured abs. I grunt slightly as your elbow bounces off my thick, heavy muscled abs in between laughs of delight as you turn playful with me. You dart towards the shower as I scramble off the bed, my combat hardened super soldier muscle caked with your seed and our shared sweat, laughing as I dart across the floor towards the shower. I’m only a moment behind you laughing as you turn on the hot water.

00:00 Captain_America: I leap in, nearly slipping on the wet shower floor as the hot water streams down my back. I open my arms and brace myself against the shower wall, the heavy mass of my battle-forged beef smacking into you and driving you against the wall. Breathing heavy through my peals of laughter, I slowly step aside and let the spray of hot water splash against your fur-dusted, tightly defined pecs, your chest hair matting as I reach out, using my index finger to trace the hot water streaming down the middle of your chest, down to the valleys formed by your tightly ridged abs, down to your manhood, your hairy, beautiful balls, swallowing with a rising lust as the water shows off your soldier’s body to perfection.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I get to the shower first, but I hear you right on my heels. Your heavy super soldier body moves with deep power and grace. I no sooner get the water on and your barrel sized chest crashes into me as your canon sized upper arms flex steadying to you in the shower. I am pressed against the hard shower wall as you pin me with your steel plated chest. Your heavy frame on my chest is as dense and hard as the wall behind but your warmth is overwhelming. We keep laughing as we both have such joy in our love and in our touch. I shiver in my rising ecstasy as you trace down my muscles ridges with your index finger. My hardened strong hands pull forward and caress your stone strapping thighs. I feel each curve of massive heroic quads as your pillar muscles flex holding you firmly in position. I lean forward kissing you...again my man hood comes to life as the water covers and rolls over our soldier bodies.

Published: 2021-05-22, viewed 30 times.