Your King Zach

Dumb Down, Muscle Up, Show Off

Dumb Down, Muscle Up, Show Off

After a few minutes he let me go. I went to my room and tried to sleep but I couldn't. Something was missing. I went to the bathroom and searched the dirty laundry for his socks. I tapped them around my face and had a good sleep.

Christian Elliott

They figured out pretty quickly that the new recruit was a fag. So, all the guys figured they'd use it to their advantage. They made it do their duties like clean the toilets and scrubbing their crusty old piss off of the floors in the head and shining their boots and buckles and keep their lockers clean. They also liked to humiliate and degrade it because after all, it's a fag. So after long, hot days sweating in their big boots, they'd often make it lick them clean, including the soles, then take them off and massage their sore tired sweaty stinking olive green socked feet. Just for more fun for them and additional degradation, they'll make it kiss and sniff them. it's bunkmate would tape its head and face to his stinking sweaty socked feet, because these guys are straight soldiers and don't change their socks often, and laugh as it smothered in the stink. This happened every night before lights out. Sometimes he'd tie one over the fag's nose for the night while it slept or stuffed one in it's mouth. They didn't really want a fag with them, they didn't think fags should be in the service but, if they were going to have to tolerate one, they were certainly going to have fun and treat it the way it should be treated.

Drink it down. Every drop.