ighfireman
05-04-2006, 9:22 AM
I had been a firefighter for going on 5 years now. Stationed at one of the busiest houses in the city, I had seen a lot in my days, even for a firefighter just getting out of his "rookie" period. But one of the greatest things I'd see happened in my own fire house. The day the rookie would put one of the guys in his place...
It was that time of year again. Every June the academy would graduate a new firefighting class and they would send one or two new firefighters to each firehouse. This year we'd be getting one. The rookie would not only be in our house, but she was on our shift. On my crew. I'm a fire Captain now, but then I'd just been promoted to Lieutenant. With the retirement of the Lieutenant of the Engine company, I'd gotten his spot. She'd be on my crew to fill in the opening, my old spot.
She walked in and the jeers started. All the taunts and razzing that I'd recieved when I showed up... and indeed every other rookie who had before me. One voice in particular, a cocky truckie named Johnny, was loud over all the rest.
"Fuckin rookie! Still wet behind the ears? This ain't fuckin girl talk. You gotta prove you belong."
Johnny was on the truck company. He was very outspoken about himself, but he never actually made a rescue. Everybody hated him. He was, by his own account, the toughest firefighter in the city. She'd prove him wrong.
I walked up to her and extended a hand.
"Lieutenant Gavin Sampson... you must be our new rookie." I said.
"That's me." she said back.
Cassie was her name. She was on my crew. 20 years old, she had pretty greenish-blue eyes and blond hair that went down a little past her shoulders. She was a very pretty young girl.
"Hey rookie!" Johnny yelled, "Why don't you go up to the kitchen and make me a sandwich!"
I'd had enough. "Hey, shut the fuck up John!" I yelled back.
"Yea... protect your rookie Gav... fuckin faggot." Johnny murmured.
God, did I hate him.
*******
Months passed and Cassie proved to be a good firefighter. She was in shape. She was about 5'7" and weighed about 140 lbs. She was not overly built, but had enough muscle on her to do the job. One day after a big fire, when I wasn't around, Johnny walked up to her. She had made a rescue that day, her first one. She had been commended by the Captain for it and was on top of the world. Johnny had yet to make one.
"You think you're a good firefighter? You think you're the fuckin best? I run this house, and you're only good for one thing... sucking my fuckin nuts!"
She turned and walked away.
Straight to me.
"Gav, Johnny's being a prick. He's always riding me." she said.
"So, ride him back..." I said.
Little did I know what I had gotten Johnny into.
She walked away.
A few minutes later I heard yelling and commotion up in the sleeping quarters. I ran up to see what was going on. I stopped in the door way and my eyes widened. Cassie was sitting on Johnny's chest with his arms pinned under her legs.
"Cassie, I didn't mean literally ride him back!" I said.
"This little bitch is gonna learn. Nobody tells me to suck thier nuts!" she replied.
"Gav, get your fuckin rookie off me! Do something you asshole!" Johnny yelled.
I thought about it... honestly I did... but then I remembered how much I hated him. I leaned on the door frame and watched.
"You fuckin whore, get the fuck off of me!" Johnny said.
"I've had enough of your mouth," she said, quickly moving up and covering it.
She was now sitting on Johnny's face, smothering him. I watched him thrash and try to move her. The sad thing is, he didn't have a chance. He was not much bigger than she was and she was on top. As soon as she let him have a gasp of air. "Bitch!" he squeaked. She smashed back down.
He was getting weaker. I had no idea why none of the other guys were up here watching this. I could get into big trouble for not stopping it. But I let it go. I was so into watching this rookie dominate a guy I hated so much. I couldn't stop it.
Every time she lifted he'd curse at her.
"I think you need more weight," she grinned.
She then lifted her legs so her feet were on his wrists and stood up. He winced as her booted feet crushed his wrists.
"Remember how you said that the only thing I was good for was sucking your nuts?" she said, "well, it seems that you are going to be put to use doing the only thing you are good for."
She then stomped her foot onto his head and began pulling her shorts down. She hadn't showered yet since the fire and her arousal had added to the scent of fire, musk, and sweat, that could be smelled... just barely... after she took her shorts off.
I was lucky I was still wearing my turnout pants... she couldn't see the hardon I was getting...
It was that time of year again. Every June the academy would graduate a new firefighting class and they would send one or two new firefighters to each firehouse. This year we'd be getting one. The rookie would not only be in our house, but she was on our shift. On my crew. I'm a fire Captain now, but then I'd just been promoted to Lieutenant. With the retirement of the Lieutenant of the Engine company, I'd gotten his spot. She'd be on my crew to fill in the opening, my old spot.
She walked in and the jeers started. All the taunts and razzing that I'd recieved when I showed up... and indeed every other rookie who had before me. One voice in particular, a cocky truckie named Johnny, was loud over all the rest.
"Fuckin rookie! Still wet behind the ears? This ain't fuckin girl talk. You gotta prove you belong."
Johnny was on the truck company. He was very outspoken about himself, but he never actually made a rescue. Everybody hated him. He was, by his own account, the toughest firefighter in the city. She'd prove him wrong.
I walked up to her and extended a hand.
"Lieutenant Gavin Sampson... you must be our new rookie." I said.
"That's me." she said back.
Cassie was her name. She was on my crew. 20 years old, she had pretty greenish-blue eyes and blond hair that went down a little past her shoulders. She was a very pretty young girl.
"Hey rookie!" Johnny yelled, "Why don't you go up to the kitchen and make me a sandwich!"
I'd had enough. "Hey, shut the fuck up John!" I yelled back.
"Yea... protect your rookie Gav... fuckin faggot." Johnny murmured.
God, did I hate him.
*******
Months passed and Cassie proved to be a good firefighter. She was in shape. She was about 5'7" and weighed about 140 lbs. She was not overly built, but had enough muscle on her to do the job. One day after a big fire, when I wasn't around, Johnny walked up to her. She had made a rescue that day, her first one. She had been commended by the Captain for it and was on top of the world. Johnny had yet to make one.
"You think you're a good firefighter? You think you're the fuckin best? I run this house, and you're only good for one thing... sucking my fuckin nuts!"
She turned and walked away.
Straight to me.
"Gav, Johnny's being a prick. He's always riding me." she said.
"So, ride him back..." I said.
Little did I know what I had gotten Johnny into.
She walked away.
A few minutes later I heard yelling and commotion up in the sleeping quarters. I ran up to see what was going on. I stopped in the door way and my eyes widened. Cassie was sitting on Johnny's chest with his arms pinned under her legs.
"Cassie, I didn't mean literally ride him back!" I said.
"This little bitch is gonna learn. Nobody tells me to suck thier nuts!" she replied.
"Gav, get your fuckin rookie off me! Do something you asshole!" Johnny yelled.
I thought about it... honestly I did... but then I remembered how much I hated him. I leaned on the door frame and watched.
"You fuckin whore, get the fuck off of me!" Johnny said.
"I've had enough of your mouth," she said, quickly moving up and covering it.
She was now sitting on Johnny's face, smothering him. I watched him thrash and try to move her. The sad thing is, he didn't have a chance. He was not much bigger than she was and she was on top. As soon as she let him have a gasp of air. "Bitch!" he squeaked. She smashed back down.
He was getting weaker. I had no idea why none of the other guys were up here watching this. I could get into big trouble for not stopping it. But I let it go. I was so into watching this rookie dominate a guy I hated so much. I couldn't stop it.
Every time she lifted he'd curse at her.
"I think you need more weight," she grinned.
She then lifted her legs so her feet were on his wrists and stood up. He winced as her booted feet crushed his wrists.
"Remember how you said that the only thing I was good for was sucking your nuts?" she said, "well, it seems that you are going to be put to use doing the only thing you are good for."
She then stomped her foot onto his head and began pulling her shorts down. She hadn't showered yet since the fire and her arousal had added to the scent of fire, musk, and sweat, that could be smelled... just barely... after she took her shorts off.
I was lucky I was still wearing my turnout pants... she couldn't see the hardon I was getting...