Reporting for Duty

This is the first Commander Hoohaw/Lumpus fic (yeah, that’s mean a YAOI/LEMON) that I know of. If you don’t like the material, then it’s time for you to click the back button, k? Now, on with the fic. Enjoy.

PS- The plot isn’t that involved because I know you just want the smut.

It was around 1900 hours at Camp Kidney, so that meant the Bean Scouts were busy chowing down at the mess hall…at least, almost all of them. Lazlo was outside, walking the grounds of the camp, bored. The monkey didn’t stand still for long and eating was no exception.

As he was walking, he saw the brights of a car pulling into the camp. Lazlo perked up and went to greet whoever was inside of it. Out stepped Commander Hoohaw, grunting and complaining as always.

“Monkey, where’s Lumpus? This camp is so disorderly; I’m just waiting to close it down!”

“I think he’s in the Scoutmaster Cabin, sir,” Lazlo said quietly. Hoohaw murmured something under his breath and walked toward Lumpus’s cabin in a hurry…


Scoutmaster Lumpus was laying naked, spread eagle on his bed, stroking his thick cock.
“Finally, with Slinkman and those hooligans at the mess hall, I can have some time to myself.”

Thoughts of having hot sex with Jane Doe, his crush, made him even more horny and excited.

Just as Lumpus was about to empty his aching organ, he saw a figure standing at the doorway, it instantly it was…

“Commander Hoohaw!” he screamed, sitting up and covering himself up with a pillow. “Sir, I d-d-didn’t see you there, I don’t know what to-”

Hoohaw just smiled, slyly at that, and put his index finger to his mouth, signaling the moose to be quiet.

“Well, Lumpus, it seems as if we’re having some evening fun tonight, mm?” The large ox started to walk toward the frightened Scoutmaster.

“Sir, please, I didn’t mean-” started the moose, but was silenced when Hoohaw started to kiss him. Lumpus was shocked at first but then was surprised at how much he was enjoying this kiss. The moose parted his lips and let his superior enter his warm mouth, now using tongues as Hoohaw explored every crevice.
After a few minutes, Hoohaw broke the kiss. “Scoutmaster, take off my uniform top.”

Lumpus moved his shaking hands to the ox’s top, unbuttoning each button and then slid off the uniform. Hoohaw was rippling with muscle; his biceps were amazingly huge and his pecs were fully developed along with a tight stomach and a hard six pack. Still standing, Hoohaw began to pose for Lumpus, making every muscle bulge out.

“Like what you see?” the superior yelled, flexing. Lumpus’ cock became even harder, and he nodded in awe. He looked down and saw the tight, large bulge in the ox’s pants.

The Commander saw Lumpus looking then smiled again. “Lumpus, come here and remove my trousers. My cock is ready to tear them off.”

Lumpus was now hornier than ever and nodded, words absent. He grasped the ox’s belt buckle and undid it, then zipped down the fly. Pulling down the trousers, he exposed Hoohaw’s jockeys, tight and his cock clearly outlined in the fabric, pulsating.

Hoohaw moaned in pleasure and smiled even wider. “Scoutmaster, you know what to do…”

Lumpus moved his trembling fingers to the waistband of the jockeys, but the Commander stopped him. “No, do it with your teeth.”

Lumpus shuddered in pleasure of just the thought. Out the outside it seems he hated Hoohaw with a passion, but really, he respected and admired the Commander. And now, he was taking this admiration to a whole new level…

He bit down on the jockey’s waistband and began yanking them down, smelling the ox’s manly musk and detergent. And there it was, exposed to him now. A foot-long cock, pulsating, covered in fine veins. Lumpus’ cock got even harder if possible.

Hoohaw was moaning again, Lumpus’ hot breath against his crotch making him extremely hot.

“Scoutmaster, suck me. I want my cock in your hot mouth, pronto.”

Lumpus was nervous; he knew he couldn’t fit that monster into his mouth, but he would try. He needed to taste and worship the mammoth offering.

Lumpus swallowed, and then his tongue, licked the underside of the ox’s shaft. Hoohaw was moaning even louder, grunting in pleasure.

Lumpus licked it a few more times, then swallowed the cockhead, and several inches of the shaft.
Hoohaw hissed, placing his hands on the moose’s head, rubbing it. Lumpus kept on sucking the shaft, enjoying the musky flavor of his superior.

“Keep going, Lumpus,” the Commander cried, then began to face fuck the moose. Lumpus tried his best to keep in time, feeling Hoohaw’s cock invading his throat muscles.

After a couple minutes, the ox let out a primal roar, and Lumpus felt warm cum invading his mouth. It seemed like gallons, but he eagerly swallowed it all, savoring the taste of Hoohaw’s hot offering.

He saved some of it in his mouth, and kissed the ox, sharing his load.

After a few minutes, Hoohaw was showing that smile again. “Scoutmaster, go get some lube.”

Lumpus knew what was about to happen, but he happily obliged. He ran to his sock drawer, and Hoohaw watched the naked, sexy moose retrieve a bottle of KY.

Hoohaw grabbed Lumpus and spread his body over the bed. “I’m going to fuck you senseless, Scoutmaster,” Hoohaw laughed, spreading the moose’s tight cheeks and preparing the rosebud. Lumpus moaned in pleasure as his Commander’s fingers invaded his hole, spreading the lube.

The fingers drew back and Lumpus felt a pulsating new heat, and then Hoohaw’s cockhead push against his awaiting hole. In one thrust, Hoohaw pushed half of his mammoth cock into the Scoutmaster.

Lumpus screamed in pleasure and pain as Hoohaw began to ride him, slamming his cock in and out against his prostate. “God, you’re so tight, Lumpus,” the Commander moaned, moving in and out faster and faster.

Soon, the moose could not take any more sexual torture, and blew his load, shooting cum all over his bed.

Lumpus’ hold contracted and that was enough to send Hoohaw over the edge, roaring, shooting another load of his hot cum in Lumpus’ innards, drawn to the hilt.

Hoohaw laid on top of the Scoutmaster, cock still buried into his now open rosebud, both of them basking in the glory of their love-making.

“Hey, when’s my turn?” Slinkman suddenly said from the corner, jacking his own hard cock…