by Swimmerfx63
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The part was supposed to be simple. 2 of us were going to swim to shore, get up the beach into the enemy camp and cut the communication line- no major damage, just enough to buy some time for the main mission.
We were chosen because Jay and I are both white but dark skin and a couple of the better swimmers in the squad. Wearing only camouflage Speedos and carrying knives, we made it to shore and up the beach.
In the camp, we found the communications tent. It was 3 am and everyone seemed to be asleep.
We were about to complete our task when the lights came on and we were surrounded by 11 Nicaraguan guerillas. I knew it seemed too easy and now we found ourselves trapped. We handed over our knives as they were armed with Russian supplied AK 47s. They laughed as they looked at our "uniforms". We were led outside to the center of the camp where we were staked down, spread eagle, side by side.
I looked at Jay as they brought in some video equipment. In broken English, we were told we were going to be filmed and the tape would be sent to the Pentagon. The idea was that they were going to humiliate Navy Seals captured on a mission.
Lights on, we were prepped. Jay remained where he was. With me, they untied my legs but took my hands and now tied them behind my back. I was pushed to my knees and they all laughed as, from behind, 2 hands came around and untied my Speedo. It was pulled down and a thin wire was run, thru my legs and around my nuts and pulled back up. The same soldier that spoke before told me- it is piano wire, the cameras wont be able to see it or the ropes tying my hands, but if I did not do what they said, the wire would get pulled and my balls would be cut off.
I couldn’t believe it- Jay just laid there.
I saw the red light come on and I knew they camcorder was taping. They made me state my name, rank and serial number and my intentions. I was then told to bend over and suck on Jays toe. I guess they thought this was humiliating and, the more I thought of it, I guess it would look that way- not seeing the wire circling my nuts. I did it, no choice; a good soldier- Jay never said a word. Thing was, I tried to keep calm but the embarrassment brought on some movement in my Speedo. I kept bent forward hoping no one would see the growing bulge.
I thought I was safe and they were going to stop when I was ordered to lift my head up. I didn’t do it immediately and felt a tug on the wire. Fearing castration, I lifted my head. I looked down- I was rock hard. Jay saw it; they all saw it and I knew the camcorder got it on film.
They all just laughed and I heard a word that did not need translation- faggot.
The camcorder was turned off and after they spoke a few minutes, our "interpreter" came up, told me they wanted me to suck off my Navy Seal partner.
I was reminded of the wire around my nuts and what would happen if I didn’t do as they said.
So, camcorder back on, I moved between Jay’s legs and, with my mouth, untied his Speedo. I pulled it down and he actually got hard. Our enemies were laughing at us. Jay told me later, he thought he had to in order to save me from my nuts being ripped off. I hesitated and felt the same tug as before
I went down on him, all the while, hard as a rock. Luckily for my, Jay blew his wad quickly and I lifted my head back up. Back up, they all saw me boned- I heard a laugh and something about "don’t ask, don’t tell".
I sat back but while I was blowing Jay I must have shifted to my right. I sat right on his foot. I lifted up my crotch but I felt the wire pull. Jay and I knew what they wanted. I looked down; Jay moved his big foot, over my Speedo bulge and pressed. The motion, the filming and the total humiliation helped me to get off. I blew right into the Speedo. That was all the captives wanted. The camcorder was turned off, taken away.
We were not given back our knives but we were let go.
On our way to the boat offshore, we promised each other not to say a word.
Back at the boat, we were pulled aboard and both congratulated. There was not communication on during our time on shore- we must have been successful. Jay and I looked at each other. It looks like us being their entertainment made for a successful mission.
Lets just hope the tape never makes it to Navy HQ.
