MSG Mack Gerhardt

This is a roleplay journal for Mack Gerhardt from TV show "The Unit." Mun and muse are 21+.

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"Hello, my name is Mr Gerhardt, and I’ll be teaching you how not to be a fucking pussy." (Surprise me.)

Kynaston tilted his head to the side, managing to mostly suppress his smirk, “Sounds like fun.” He couldn’t help the challenging retort however. 

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There's a slight tick in the corner of Mack's mouth, forming a sardonic smile on the man's face. He stops by Kynaston's desk, leaning on it, both sets of knuckles on the wood.

"We'll see how smart-ass you are after this course." The soldier growls, before straightening, smirking down for a second, before moving on.

"The Ranger course is one of the most challenging experiences a soldier can go through...And you fuckers are lucky we're letting civilians go through with it."

He turns to face Kynaston again. He seems to have singled the other male out...

"First rule; Don't call me Mister. It's Master Sergeant Gerhardt, or just Sergeant. Sarge is acceptable when we're not training."

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Lips quirking playfully, the blonde looked over the gorgeous man, just drunk enough to show how attracted to him she was. “Well, soldier,” the dogtags he had told her that much. “I guess that depends…”

Her words were playful as she leaned against the bar, a twinkle in her dark eyes.

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A scowl, the younger Infantryman not exactly impressed with the outward flirting of the woman he attracted the attention of. Normally, he would have been all over her in seconds; she was just his type.

But Mack, strangely, wasn't really in the mood tonight... For some reason. He just wanted to relax, and this chick was getting in the way of that.

"Whatever yer sellin', I don't want it."

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slurred words - Surprise me

"God I hate him! I Hate him…. You know, he leaves me alone with the girls?…He leaves me wanting someone in my bed, someone that shows me that they love me. Yet when I do, I always feel guilty, like I’m doing something wrong in giving myself something that I need. And yet, I can’t help but love him. How fucked up is that? I mean I can’t get over him. Every time I think about filing for divorce, he just has to smile at me or kiss me and I’m putty again, sure that we can save our marriage. It comes down to the fact I just can’t hate him…I love him too damn much..”

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And Mack is right there, Tiffy, but, luckily, he's fast asleep...

Sprawled out over the couch, the beers and whisky having taken their toll, he has one booted foot up on the coffee table, head back, mouth open, snoring slightly.

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Put a "║" in my inbox for my muse being thrown into a jail-cell with yours.

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Bonus if the crime is because of something they’ve done together.

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All he wanted was a quiet night in his favourite dive bar, out of the way, nothing to distract him...

...Which is why he's pointedly ignoring the set of eyes currently resting on him, belonging to another patron.

At least, until he takes an irritated sip of beer, and turns in his seat.

"Can I fucking help you?" He growls.

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"On yer knees." (Raleigh. :3)

Raleigh didn’t even think about it, didn’t even look around to see who might be watching. He just dropped to his knees and flushed a little, staring up at the man that had spoken. 

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Raleigh shuffled forward and settled both hands on one of Mack’s feet, working his thumbs against the arch firmly. He worked down the foot and then back up, paying special attention to the muscles under each toe. 

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And there's a heavy sigh from above, his toes flexing and curling around Raleigh's fingers. He smirks down at the man, looking pretty content.

"This is the life, eh?"

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“☤” [From Raleigh]

The gun pointed at your head, Raleigh, is loaded this time. The risk you run when disturbing a spec ops soldier… of course, the younger blond wouldn’t have a clue he was in the Unit… and it was going to stay that way.

It takes Mack a few seconds to realise who the fuck it was, blinking through shock and sleep… and a killer hangover.

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Raleigh blinked wet eyes up at the older man, swollen spit-shiny lips trying to get back at Mack’s cock. The pulling of his hair had him moaning and he managed to plead, “Please, please.”

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"Balls." Mack growls, shoving Raleigh's face down, fingers uncurling from his hair and wrapping around his dick. "You're not worth it enough to taste my cum yet, boy."

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"On yer knees." (Raleigh. :3)

Raleigh didn’t even think about it, didn’t even look around to see who might be watching. He just dropped to his knees and flushed a little, staring up at the man that had spoken. 

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Raleigh swallowed, panting lightly and ducking his head submissively. “I’m sorry.” He whispered. 

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Mack shifts in his seat and starts pulling off his boots, before stretching his legs out, propping his socked feet up on the heels.

"Get workin', kid."

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“☤” [From Raleigh]

The gun pointed at your head, Raleigh, is loaded this time. The risk you run when disturbing a spec ops soldier… of course, the younger blond wouldn’t have a clue he was in the Unit… and it was going to stay that way.

It takes Mack a few seconds to realise who the fuck it was, blinking through shock and sleep… and a killer hangover.

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Raleigh kept Mack’s cock shoved all the way down his throat and swallowed convulsively around it, until his eyes were watering and throat trying to force the length out of it by gagging. Then he pulled back just enough to breathe and did it again. 

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Mack groans out at the feeling of the younger man swallowing around his dick, jerking his hips up again, before sitting up. He reaches out to grab a fistfull of Raleigh's hair and pull him up off his painfully erect dick.

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"On yer knees." (Raleigh. :3)

Raleigh didn’t even think about it, didn’t even look around to see who might be watching. He just dropped to his knees and flushed a little, staring up at the man that had spoken. 

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Raleigh whined under his breath but shoved himself back and up onto his knees, hands resting on splayed thighs that showed off exactly how turned on he was. 

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"Less of your goddamn whining." Mack barks as he lifts his feet up onto a spare chair to examine the other man's work.

"Mm... Not amazin', but they'll do."

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“☤” [From Raleigh]

The gun pointed at your head, Raleigh, is loaded this time. The risk you run when disturbing a spec ops soldier… of course, the younger blond wouldn’t have a clue he was in the Unit… and it was going to stay that way.

It takes Mack a few seconds to realise who the fuck it was, blinking through shock and sleep… and a killer hangover.

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Raleigh groaned in agreement, swallowing around the head of Mack’s cock and then pulling off to run long licks up the length, tongue flicking against the base of the head, dipping into the slit. But he couldn’t stay away for long and sucked the soldier’s cock down once more, bobbing his head and forcing them entire length into his mouth, down his throat. 

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"Mmh... Keep it fuckin' there..." Mack growls, shifting his hips up and into Raleigh's face. "It's all you deserve. Mouth full of a real man. Look at ya. Can barely take it, can ya?"

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"On yer knees." (Raleigh. :3)

Raleigh didn’t even think about it, didn’t even look around to see who might be watching. He just dropped to his knees and flushed a little, staring up at the man that had spoken. 

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Raleigh whimpered against the side of the boot, dragging open lust-blown eyes to look up at the older man. “Please.” He begged, tongue working harder and faster against the leather. 

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"Alright." Mack says, pulling his feet back. "Enough of that. Back the fuck off."

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“☤” [From Raleigh]

The gun pointed at your head, Raleigh, is loaded this time. The risk you run when disturbing a spec ops soldier… of course, the younger blond wouldn’t have a clue he was in the Unit… and it was going to stay that way.

It takes Mack a few seconds to realise who the fuck it was, blinking through shock and sleep… and a killer hangover.

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Raleigh shuddered at the order, lifting up to replace his fingers with his mouth. He wasted no time, just sunk down around Mack’s cock, sucking mercilessly and teasing his fingers over the neglected ball-sack.

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Mack thrusts his hips up, shoving his cock deeper into the other's hungry mouth, loving the feeling of someone else doing most of the work. He smirks, looking down. "Like the taste of a real man, do ya?"

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"On yer knees." (Raleigh. :3)

Raleigh didn’t even think about it, didn’t even look around to see who might be watching. He just dropped to his knees and flushed a little, staring up at the man that had spoken. 

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Dirt and leather was thick on his tongue, each creak of leather making him whimper and his hips jerk harder against the floor momentarily. Raleigh’s eyes were closed in bliss, his enjoyment easy to spot on his face and all he could smell was leather and Mack. Working his way slowly up the length of the sole, Raleigh was deliberate in his movements, savouring the experience for times when all he had was his own leather jacket and a glove to jerk off with. Behind his tongue, the leather was almost sparkling, no speck of dirt to be seen and saliva coating every inch in a dull gleam. Reaching the toe, he couldnt help but close his mouth around the very edge and suck with a bone-deep groan of satisfaction before he turned his head and his attention to the side of the boot. 

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With the toe of the boot in the younger man's mouth, Mack purposfully flexes his foot. "Mm... Yeah, get these fuckers clean." He growls. "After, I'll even let ya give me a foot rub... What d'you say to that?"

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“☤” [From Raleigh]

The gun pointed at your head, Raleigh, is loaded this time. The risk you run when disturbing a spec ops soldier… of course, the younger blond wouldn’t have a clue he was in the Unit… and it was going to stay that way.

It takes Mack a few seconds to realise who the fuck it was, blinking through shock and sleep… and a killer hangover.

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Wrapping one hand around Mack’s cock, Raleigh held it in a tight grip and rubbed his thumb in little circles over the head, wanting to give it more attention but not willing to pull away from the older man’s balls. 

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Another groan from the soldier, his legs splaying all the more as he sprawls out on the bed. This is what he needs... This is definitely what he needs.

"Suck it." He growls. "Hurry the fuck up."

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“☤” [From Raleigh]

The gun pointed at your head, Raleigh, is loaded this time. The risk you run when disturbing a spec ops soldier… of course, the younger blond wouldn’t have a clue he was in the Unit… and it was going to stay that way.

It takes Mack a few seconds to realise who the fuck it was, blinking through shock and sleep… and a killer hangover.

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Laving his tongue over the sensitive skin, he let the first ball go with an obscene pop and shifted to take the other into his mouth and grazing oh so light with his teeth. Suckling at the skin, he hummed happily and drew his eyes open the tiniest amount to watch Mack’s dick rise. 

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A thick rumble comes from the man’s chest, his cock slowly rising up. Mack has his own eyes closed, hands behind his head, as he just enjoys the feeling. He loves his balls being played with.

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Raleigh pressed his face into Mack’s groin, nose right up against the base of the older man’s cock, hot breath rushing against it as he moaned. Licking, sucking and mouthing at the larger man’s balls, Raleigh was in heaven, though his attention was fully on Mack and not on his own erection. He didn’t care about his own arousal, he just wanted Mack to enjoy himself, wanted to please the soldier. 

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Mack's hips buck slightly against Raleigh, the bigger man growling. He's definitley getting pleasure from this, his erection soon standing at attention.

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“☤” [From Raleigh]

The gun pointed at your head, Raleigh, is loaded this time. The risk you run when disturbing a spec ops soldier… of course, the younger blond wouldn’t have a clue he was in the Unit… and it was going to stay that way.

It takes Mack a few seconds to realise who the fuck it was, blinking through shock and sleep… and a killer hangover.

[fartoomanymuses-blog]

Laving his tongue over the sensitive skin, he let the first ball go with an obscene pop and shifted to take the other into his mouth and grazing oh so light with his teeth. Suckling at the skin, he hummed happily and drew his eyes open the tiniest amount to watch Mack’s dick rise. 

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A thick rumble comes from the man's chest, his cock slowly rising up. Mack has his own eyes closed, hands behind his head, as he just enjoys the feeling. He loves his balls being played with.