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Trash Party Dumpster #1

(Will be continued in a Dumpster #2 post if by some unholy hell-miracle this post hits the 5000-comment limit.)

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It's a glorious tradition in HYDRA to try and trick new employees into fucking the Soldier right out of cryo. Sure, it's when he's at his most docile and easiest to manipulate. But it's also when his internal body temperature is still well below freezing. Tell me about the experiences of those foolish enough to stick their dick in frozen wastelands of Hoth.

*ugly laughter* YES. I need more Hydra hazing rituals, please!

I think the frozen wastelands of hoth is a beautiful turn of phrase to describe Bucky's butthole so sorry for commandeering it for the title

"Hey, hey psssst" the freshest of the new hydra recruits heard one of his teammates hiss to another "Hey wanna get the boys together and have some fun with the asset?"
"Oh yeah sure, I'll get Bloom from the IT department to defrost him. He helped program the box they put him in. Jackson has some real kinky toys and shit he says will be great to use on him once he's awake and aware enough to struggle"
The team leader barked for the team's attention, so our poor hapless neonazi turned his attention to his superiors, ready to do some nasty nazi shit, but his interest had been peaked.
Unfortunately he did not see the barely suppressed smirk of almost all of his teammates, or the sly glances that passed between the two that were whispering.

He stumbled upon a "party" only three days later. There, laid out on a metal surgical table, was a writhing teary wreck of a man, his hands and feet bound into an uncomfortable and humiliating position, his mouth stretched wide and drooling around a too large spider gag. Four hydra agents stood around him in varying States of undress and erectness. It was obvious from the state of the naked man's face and hair that some of the men had already had a go or three at him. One agent had his dick lodged as far down the naked man's throat as his endowment would allow, and another was fucking the man's ass, thrusting in alongside with a monstrous and spiky vibrator that was painful to even look at. The man's ass cheeks were glowing red, and he was crying softly, tears streaming down his face but not a sound came from him other than the obscene noises of too-rough penetration. He had such a look of defeat on his face that all of the blood in our hapless fascist's small brain rushed straight to his nether regions.
He squeaked and tried to back out without drawing any notice from the people in the room.

He couldn't stop thinking about it all through the week.
He spent twice the amount of time he usually did in his shower, and his dick was almost beginning to chafe.
He didn't see the naked man again for another four days, but he was called in as a grunt for a big operation, and when the man, who had been teary and bound, obediently sucking cock while trying not to cry out loud, that man who has been the very definition of helpless, stalked into the room in full combat armour, armed to the very teeth, a muzzle covering his face like some rabid dog, his face screaming murfer, our lusty masturbator knew that this was someone he shouldn't be slobbering after. But still, as the Winter Soldier, the most legendary asset HYDRA has ever had in its entire odious history, took down one man after another, breaking them like dolls or sniping them down with impossible shots, our oversexed goon could think of nothing more than that face, drooling and choking around a thick fat cock while leaking tears. He didn't notice, but several of his team mates had a very keen interest in the front of his pants and how much attention he paid to the winter soldier. He did his job, and kept his eyes on the winter soldier for so long as he was in sight. He also didn't notice that the winter soldier, for a very brief moment when their eyes met accidentally, had an almost amused expression on his face.

When the mission had wrapped, the entire team returned to base to debrief. After debriefing had finished, one of the team mates that he had become reasonably friendly with took him aside, and made an offer that made his entire body flush red with excitement.
"Hey, uh, look, I was wondering if you wanted to come by the cryo room with us, just me and a few other guys. Uh, we're going to have some fun with The asset, and I noticed that you seemed pretty interested in him earlier so if, you know, you wanted to come along..."
Our lusty horndog almost slobbered with excitement, but he couldn't help think about the way that the soldier had killed all those people like they were so much as ants, and especially his metal arm, which had left a meter wide dent in a wall after he smashed someone's head into it.
Our gormless nazi began to hesitate.
"Is-is it, you know, safe?" He asked worriedly. "Won't he attack us?"
"Oh, it's fine" his team mate reassured. "Perfectly harmless when you have the right code words. Plus, if you're that worried, you can have first go with him. He is most docile and confused when he just comes out of cryo. We'll even hold him and prep him if you'd like."
Lust won over his minuscule amounts of reasoning in the end, so our hapless thug, very much happy and excited, fairly skipped along to the cryo chamber where the tank that stored the soldier was kept.
The thawing process had been started when he arrived. There were three other people in the room, all fiddling with the controls for the cryo tank. There were seven cameras in the room. Except for the one pointing at the entrance and one fixed to monitor the soldier, all of ther others were pointing to our protagonist.
"Hey man," one of the others greeted him. "Good to see you were able to make it."
"Heh, how could I turn down such an opportunity?" He replied with a leer in the direction of the cryo tank.
"Cryo's done." Called out the person who seemed to know what he was doing the best. They all crowded eagerly around the tank.
"We said that we'd let our newbie here have first go" said the team mate who had been kind enough to invite him down.
"Oh yeah? Well that's cool with us, I guess" one of the others shrugged.
The door of the tank opened, and the winter soldier stumbled out, blinking owlishly and moving clumsily, a complete opposite of the graceful killing machine that he had been on the field.
"Well, on you go then," said the team mate who had lead him down as he guided the disorientated soldier to a table and stripped him. "Here, we'll hold him down if it makes you feel better." He and the three other each pinned a limb. The soldier's legs were spread, and something wet glistened around his anus. Our innocent newbie felt a spike of arousal that roared in his ears. "I-is he still, is he still wet?" He whispered reverently.
"Oh yeah, probably. The higher ups usually have him for a couple rounds before they put him back in. You could probably push straight in. He's probably still loose."
Our protagonist's knees felt weak and his heart thudded in his ears as he unzipped his pats with trembling hands, and braced a hand on the soldier's cool thigh, the other guiding his dick to the sodier's entrance and pushing in hurriedly. The soldier's gaze on him was oddly intent. He had just only pushed his dick in when he felt a hundred thousand tiny icy teeth bite into his dick.
"JESUS MOTHERFUCKKNG CHRIST WHAT THE FUCKING SHIT FUCK" he screamed, curling in half and clutching at the icicle that had his dick had become. "OW WHAT THE FUCKING SHITTY FUCK"
The entire rest of the room chose that moment to laughter. And the entire rest of his team appeared out of nooks and crannies in the room. They were also laughing.
"What the SHIT!" He complained weakly, trying to rub some warmth into his dick but afraid to touch the sore appendage too hard.
"Congratulations." The team mate who had brought him to the cryo chamber said, trying to keep a straight face and failing. "Now you're officially one of team."
"Jesus fuck." He whimpered softly in reply.
"Well, to be fair, it is fairly obvious that he would defrost from the outside in."
He whimpered in reply.
------
Years later, when the winter soldier is called Bucky, when he sleeps next to a man called Steve, when he is terrorised in his sleep by returning memories and would often spend many a night sleepless or crying or shivering in distress. Years later, one night, Bucky Barnes opens his eyes and laughs and laughs and laughs until he chokes on his own spittle and falls off the bed, and then he laughs some more.
Then, he sits up, still gasping for breathes and says, "oh Steve, you'll never believe what I just remembered about Alexander Pierce"

Oh jeez, that reveal at the end. Classic. XD

OP here: Oh man, that ending.

Laughing so hard at that ending. ♥

LMAO the ending, good job!!

Oh my GOd, the reveal, the reveal, the whole thing was fucking hilarious but the REVEAL i am dying on a bed of used paper towels. *wheezes with laughter*

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