Gay Sex In Army Barracks

Lieutenant Rafe Firehawk arose from his cot where he had been writing a letter. It was time to go check on the disposition of his men. His Captain had told him there would be an announcement tonight that he was to pass on, so he wanted to be there early.
He pulled his boots on and headed out of the officers’ barracks. As he walked he reflected on how nice it was to actually be in a barracks for once, rather than camped out on the field. This time their battalion had gotten here first, and so they had priority on the barracks.
He went inside the front room of the soldiers’ barracks, and found his four sergeants playing cards there. They started to get up, but he waved them back down. “At ease, boys. How’re the men?”
His senior Sergeant, Sergeant Graham Warwick, spoke, smiling. “They’re doing fine, sir, but hoping to get out in the town.” Graham had been his best friend from childhood and just about managed to show Rafe some respect in front of the others. Rafe returned the grin.
“Captain’s on his way. I get the feeling he’s on the way to give them some leave, actually.”
Graham nodded. “Sounds good, sir. I must say I could use some myself.”
“We all could, Sergeant.”
“Pardon me for saying so, but will you be taking any, Lieutenant?”
Rafe shook his head ruefully. “I’m afraid not, Sergeant. No doubt the Captain will have work for me.” Just then he noticed the Captain coming in, and said, “Officer in house!”
The five men rose and turned and snapped out sharp salutes. The Captain returned it, and said, “At ease, men.”
Captain Julian Tiberius was a man to be reckoned with. No one, not even Rafe, knew much about his past – he was a career soldier and most...