There had to be 30 minutes left at the pit before the trainees were taken to breakfast. So it gave us some time to sneak back off to their office back at the barracks, and start to get warmed up for our own little PT session. They took every precaution, locking the door, and spraying some air freshener to hide our scents... Theirs particularly. The walls were relatively thin, so we couldn't afford to make a lot of noise... However, when they get done with breakfast, it'd be an hour before the trainees are taken out for most of the day, which leaves us plenty of time to ourselves... Mostly. The iron was still hot, and we couldn't wait till they came and left, so quietly and cautiously, we got started...

... Fifteen minutes in after some groping and nipping, there I was, seated back on Kowalski's desk as she held onto me, lips locked with my own for a deep, wet kiss. The clicks of our tongues every time our lips parted could be heard, echoing softly in the room amidst her shaky panting. She wasn't the only one, Sherwin had already gotten to work, pulling my trousers down and wasted no time getting me to full mast... Not only jerking me off, but going right after my balls... These jewels were something she went crazy for... After pushing her nose into them, taking a good, deep whiff, she was kissing them, licking and sucking on them...

"You like that, big boy?" Sherwin purred, looking up at me past that pulsing dick as I was held in that kiss with Kowalski, who was slowly sliding my shirt up, getting a handful of my chest-hair beneath, fingers dancing over those pectorals... I couldn't help but put on a little show for her by flexing ever so slightly... Just before it draws a soft gasp and giggle from Kowalski...

Fuck... I wasn't sure if we were gonna have time to go beyond this... We were getting REAL worked up, and it's been quite a long-ass time for me too... Through the door, I could already hear recruits returning to the bay, to get ready for the rest of the day... As the rest of the platoon got back, their chatter got louder, and the girls soon started becoming a little less conservative about the noises they made too, moaning, tongues and lips smacking, slurping... Like they knew the recruits would be out soon, and we'd be able to get away with a whole lot more without being so tight-lipped...

Kowalski then began pushing me back down across the desk, holding that heated liplock as she slips more of my shirt up... I guess we were good? I wasn't a Drill Sergeant, so I wasn't sure what they did to be able to get away with this... They've been Drill Sergeants for three years. My guess is they had a backup plan in mind if their whereabouts came into question. Either way, things were quickly heating up!