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Another
belly button bayonetting exercise Before the covid lockdown the military authorities negotiated modest
help from sponsors. A veterans group from the marines donated discontinued
rifle butts. They secure the bayonet for vigorous thrusting. The bayonets are
2024 regulation issue for Infantry. Pte
Carter had a bulge problem during bayonet lessons. He was the classic GI
brainwashed by the military—young, spunky, ready to
fight the enemy at a moment’s notice. The reader would identify with him
because of his lust for belly buttons. Before he enlisted he hung around
sports dressing rooms checking out belly buttons. He considered himself a
connoisseur—fancy word for a GI. The military training had been disappointing
so far. There were few opportunities to see live belly buttons. However,
other soldiers shared his secret passion except that they wanted to skewer
enemy belly buttons. Lt Bremmer,
an MP, supervised the occasional bayonet lesson. He was very sharp in
identifying soldiers with bulges behind their camouflage trousers. He took
advantage of the moment, ordered the trainees to open up the trouser flies
and show their cocks. Every soldier laughed. “Sir.
Show us your cock.” Lt Bremmer
obliged. He was confident the trainees would be impressed. “Hands
up. Who would like to fight with exposed cocks and balls?” Most put their hands up. “Sir.
Why can’t we fight bare chested? Then we could see belly buttons.” “Aha.
Once you see an enemy belly button the next step is to thrust the bayonet
into it. The authorities are considering an exercise where participants will
bayonet belly buttons. The details are yet to be worked out. I gather a
veterans group donated discontinued rifle butts. These were once used to club
the enemy. Everybody has forgotten that soldiers liked to bayonet the enemy’s
belly button followed by clubbing his head with the rifle butt. Pte Carter. What are your thoughts?” “Sir.
Register my interest.” “Hear
that? Open up the bottom of your shirts. Show us your belly button. Position
your bayonet on the next soldier’s belly button. Imagine thrusting through.
Come on. Register your interest.” A brave soldier pulled up
the officer’s shirt, positioned his bayonet on the officer’s
belly button. “Nice
chest. Best belly button.” Months pass. The Operations
Commander includes a belly button bayonetting exercise as part of the weekend
celebrations. The trench location for previous exercises was expanded. The
trenches were locked in a circle such that the opposing forces confronted one
another with no escape. The fighting was somewhat old-fashioned— man to man bayonetting each other’s belly button followed by ball
crushing and clubbing. The planners took awhile to assemble two opposing teams from the scattered
registration interests. The veterans group nominated two officers and six Ptes currently serving on Pirate Island. The planning
team was happy to go along with these nominations. Representatives from
veterans groups were occasionally invited as spectators and/or participants
but the virus lockdown isolated Pirate Island from the rest of the world. The two officers reported
to the planning team well in advance. Each team consisted of twenty
participants. Numbers may vary on the day in question. The two officers hated
each other’s guts but were professional enough to plan a belly
button bayonet exercise. This was for the benefit of the soldiers with the
passion for skewing belly buttons. They emphasised
the use of rifle butts to club soldiers to death after they had been bayonetted.
One thrust through the belly button was insufficient to terminate the target.
The site had no lighting so the exercise must take place in daytime. Early
afternoon was fine. The two officers expected the participants to be bare
chested and wear regulation camouflage trousers. No. Orders from above stated
boots, optional socks, otherwise naked. Coloured
caps identify separate teams. There is always a friendly fire issue when
participants lose their caps. Tough luck! Weapons are restricted to bayonets
inserted in rifle butts. No extra knives. Bayonets are capable of cutting off
cocks and balls if necessary. Any reserve participants? Good question. Who would report back to
the Operations Commander? MPs would provide security during the exercise. Lt Bremmer would supervise and report. There was unlikely to
be interference from outsiders; sometimes soldiers panic and freeze during
exercises; the officers are fighting beside them to motivate them. The MPs
would be happy to hang any shirkers on the gibbets conveniently located
beside the killing zone. As a goodwill
gesture the MPs wear black armbands, boots, optional socks and flaunt their
impressive cocks and balls. Nevertheless all soldiers onsite are targets in a
bayonetting frenzy. Lt Bremmer
recognised some of the team members from bayonet
training. He was pleased that they had taken bayonetting to heart. Cutting
into belly buttons was a rare treat. It will be easier to target the belly
buttons given that all participants are otherwise naked. He himself was a
cutting cocks and balls man. The lineup of forty cocks and balls aroused him
no end. The participants approved. The MPs had the reservists
tasked to support them; however, Lt Bremmer had the
authority to send them into the fight if necessary. They were needed to hand
out the rifle butts and bayonets. The guidelines for winning or losing were
fluid. The two officers leading the teams had different ideas. The toughest
one considered winning to be complete termination of the opposing side. The
second officer preferred the bayonetting of the opposing officer to be the
key to military success. The participants had other ideas including
bayonetting him. The two teams assembled a
distance away from each other. Twenty one rifle butts and bayonets. Twenty
one coloured caps—camouflage
green. Pity about the size. The officers use the same weapon. Wait one. The
bayonets are brand new. The blades look to be extra sharp. The rifle butts
are very heavy and heaven knows how old. The soldiers who used them would
have been in prime physical fit condition and motivated for the killing. The other team wears coloured caps—blood red. Both
teams form up in two lines, standing at ease legs apart with the weapons in
their right hands. The second officer takes this moment to examine their
cocks and balls. “Soldiers.
Be warned the enemy target can still bayonet you even though your bayonet is
thrust through his belly button. Crushing his balls, I emphasise,
crushing his balls very hard is a wise move before you club him with the
rifle butt. Understood?” “Yes,
Sir!” “Thank
the Operations Commander for permitting us to fight naked. It’s the ultimate
macho to fight with erect cocks and swinging balls. We will shortly move to
the killing zone. a series of interlocking trenches waist high. Have no
qualms about two against one, three against one, five against two. Pin the
targets against the trench walls and bayonet their belly buttons. The enemy
is wearing camouflage green caps.” Lt Bremmer
will blow a whistle to start the fight but, first, the camouflage green team
wearers, need to occupy the trenches. The blood red team is required to
infiltrate, step down into the trenches. The military world has forgotten
about trench warfare and, indeed, man to man bayonetting. The veterans who
donated the rifle butts may have experienced the lost skill of bayonetting
the enemy. The reservists returned to
the MPs’ base. An MP asked them what they felt like. They
both said they hoped they would bayonet a belly button. A good start. Lt Bremmer had ensured there were extra weapons if required. The camouflage green team
now occupied the trenches. Lt Bremmer blew the
whistle. The blood red team advanced, looked into the trenches and saw the
bayonets aimed in their direction. The exercise required them to go down into
the trenches, face the enemy. The start was two blood red versus one
camouflage green. The ensuing combat was not predictable. The camouflage
green team member bayonetted the first blood red team member right into his
belly button. Before the bayonet could be with drawn
the second blood red team member grasped his balls. Bingo. Crush. Screams.
The bayonet cuts into the erect cock at the top shaft. Cock killed. The
bayonet now thrusts into the camouflage green team member’s belly button. Both bayonets are withdrawn so that the rifle butts
can club. Give the camouflage green team member credit. He clubbed two blood
red team members who in turn clubbed him. Both officers saw this closely and
approved. The reader can guess some
of the following fights:—three against one, five
against two. The five against two led to a threesome. The convention was that
one of the three would be spared. Not in this case. The fighters didn’t want
their team mates to miss out. The three fighters formed a circle in which the
bayonets pinned down the belly button positions. An officer watching them
interrupted. “Hold
the bayonets steady. I will count down for you. Ready. One, two, three…Strike!” Bulls eye! The bayonets
entered three belly buttons. “Ptes help me crush their balls.” Too
easy. “Help them get the rifle butts ready for clubbing.” Blood spurted
everywhere. The threesome raised their rifle butts and smashed it on their
heads. The officers knew that in past military combat soldiers used their
rifle butts in this way. From now on the threesomes
bayonetted each other in this circle formation. Both officers had been in
threesomes where they were spared. Yet this all terminal version aroused
their cocks. Their bayonetting exercise history was unknown here. Let’s
just say the veteran group recommended them for their performance in similar
exercises. This afternoon’s exercise was going to plan except that the dug
out trenches confused the fighters. They were excellent for pinning an
opponent to the side wall; the threesomes, five against two required more
space. All the fighters handled the rifle butts in a clumsy fashion. That was
fine for clubbing but not for pinpointing belly buttons. Their mission was to
bayonet belly buttons. The officers enjoyed seeing
some team members visibly alarmed when they realised
there was no escape. A few cried aloud “no
no, spare me” to no avail. Lt Bremmer
expected friendly fire incidents when fighters lost their coloured
caps. That didn’t eventuate. The encircled threesomes
replaced such incidents. The veterans group had
nominated six Ptes. They thrust their bayonets into
a number of belly buttons, crushed balls and clubbed heads. It was inevitable
that fighters would bayonet two of them. Their
erect cocks spurted before crude hands crushed their balls. What a feeling!
The head clubbing, well, just as well they lost consciousness. The veterans
group would take pleasure in recounting the bayonet adventures of the
surviving Four Ptes. An officer called for the
two reservists to join in. They duly settled in and made a positive
impression. They bayonetted and clubbed two targets. They were thrilled,
their cocks were erect, they stopped to manhandle their cocks. Opponents
joined in until all the cocks spurted. That felt good! but even better the
feeling when they bayonetted the belly buttons of the two reservists. What about Pte Carter whose bulge featured in the bayonet lesson? At
last he was able to put into practice superior bayonetting skills. When he
crushed an opponent’s balls the screams
could be heard by the MPs. He needed practice before he mastered clubbing
with the rifle butts but he got there. Lt Bremmer
was pleased to see him alive at the end of the exercise. The Lt was a firm believer
in letting fighters continue until they stopped exhausted. For that reason he
was pleased when the two officers chose to fight to the death. With a bit of
luck they will bayonet one another. Wishful thinking? He could see their
erect cocks. They held each other’s balls and crushed.
The pain was incredible but they progressed to bayonet each other’s belly
buttons. They kept the bayonets inside but removed it from the rifle butt.
Then they clubbed each other to death. “Who
wants to continue?” The Lt respected the wishes
of four fighters who wanted to fight to the death. He recommended that they
advance to close-up and pull erect cocks off for the last time. It was easier
from there to crush the balls. They had imagined the bayonet thrusting into
their belly buttons but the reality was a painful surprise. Yes it was
everything they had ever dreamed about. The clubbing was great! They lost
consciousness and slumped to the bare ground. The MPs were slightly
disappointed. Nobody had tried to escape or interfere with the exercise. The
participants were just satisfied to bayonet one another, crush balls and club
heads. Nobody looked at their impressive cocks and balls. Shucks! They did
have to collect the bayonets to return to stores. The donated rifle butts
would have to be kept for future exercises. The ten survivors handed in
their weapons and formed up in parade. Mostly their chests were splattered in
blood. Lt Bremmer addressed them. “Congratulations.
Take a deep breath. You have recaptured the bayonetting spirit. We must be ready
to fight man to man if required. The MPs will drive you back to their
barracks for showers. You felt your aroused cocks during the exercise. I
recommend you bend over with soap and have a mass fuck. After the cleanup the
MPs will arrange transport and clothes back to your units. Any questions?” Pte
Carter asked. “What will our military files show?” “Pte.
You passed bayonetting skills with distinction. If we ever get off Pirate
Island you can expect to serve in real wars.” Lt Bremmer
drafted a thank you to the veterans group. Dear veterans. Thank you for the donation of the rifle butts. The
exercise team members made outstanding use of them. The rifle butts will be
stored for use in future exercises. After the lockdown it may be possible for
members of your group to join in and share the belly button bayonetting
exercise. Pass on our condolences: the two officers and two Ptes you recommended are now in the belly button bayonet
heaven. |
