Mates

They'd been mates for years, and joined up together.  There was no avoiding this though.  Timpson had been guilty of rape in one of the villages they'd served in.  To avoid a court martial he would have to take a private thrashing in the abandoned barracks.  Soames was chosen to give it.  The men looked at each other, face to face.  `Get on with it you twat` said Timpson.  They smiled, but they both knew that Timpson would have to look well beat up before Soames reported back.  Soames stepped up to his mate.  They looked into each other's eyes.  `You'll be OK mate` said Soames.  Timpson nodded.  Their faces moved closer.  Timpson closed his eyes, and Soames kissed him.  They held the moment for about 20 seconds, tasting their breath and smell, their pecs and nipples nudging and kissing. `Sorry I've gotta do this buddy` said Soames. `I would rather have it from you than anyone else Soamesy` whispered Timpson.  `Just like the old days eh Timmo? back in the garage?`  They grinned.  Soames stood back and flexed the belt, whipping it thru the air.  `It feels good Timmo, I might even enjoy this`  He laid it hard on his buddy.  The first of many.  Very many.  He was still lashing his buddy, with a hard-on in his jeans, when the sergeant-major came down.  `OK Soames, I think he's had enough now`  `I wanted to lash the spunk out of him sir, for what he?s done` said Soames.  `Yes well, you two can sort that out another time` said the sarge, and he went back out.  `Hear that Timmo?` Soames asked his mate, holding his face in his hand.  `Yeah` whispered Timpson `sort me out now Soamesy.  Please`  Soames grinned, and his hand dropped onto his mate's cock.  It was already semi-erect, and soon got hard in his hand.  `Guess I've got the whip hand then buddy` said Soames, as he started to jack his mate.  `You always have had Soamesy, and you know it`  `That bruv of yours is 18 now, ain't he Timmo?` asked Soames.  `Yeah, and he likes you mate`  Timpson and Soames looked at each other.  `Take him under your wing when we get home Soamesy.  Sort him out.  Man to man.  He needs it` said Timpson.  `My pleasure mate, my pleasure` said Soames, as Timpson shuddered and shot in his hand