GI JOE Porn Story: Outfoxed Chapter 1

DisclaimersDont
own them, etc. etc.

Duke looked up from his
paperwork at the sound of someone rapping on the office door. He
sighed. He could tell from the outline through the frosted glass
that his visitor was Beach Head. Come in, he called, trying to
keep from sounding annoyed. This was the third visit today.

The drill instructor
came in and stood at attention. Sir, I just wanted to finalize
the plans for this years exercise. Has Mainframe gone over the
alarm system yet?

Yes, Beach Head.
Everything is ready. Why dont you just relax?

Relax? Sir, no one
has successfully gotten through in the three years Ive been doing
this. I have a reputation to maintain. Beach Head frowned
through his balaclava. If no ones going to take this
seriously, I dont know why we even bother.

Duke leaned back in his
chair. Its only a training exercise, Beach. And besides, if
everyone were to take up defensive positions like you suggested
earlier, it wouldnt be realistic. The point of this is to
simulate a sneak attack on the base.

Beach Head snorted.
Well, if anyone gets through, it wont be MY fault. He
frowned again. Have you decided whos playing this time
around?

Reaching behind his
desk for another set of papers, Duke replied, Yes. Ive picked
out five Joes who havent had the distinction of being your guinea
pigs for this yet. He looked down and continued, Tunnel Rat,
Lady Jaye, Alpine, Quick Kick, and Gung-Ho. He watched Beach
Heads eyes narrow. You asked me to pick the team members who
had different specialties. Thats them, and the list is final.

Not much of a
challenge this year, Beach Head mumbled. He raised his voice and
continued, With your permission, sir, Id like to brief the rest
of the team before I head out with the six mock attackers.

Duke sighed again and
nodded. Thank goodness he only let Beach Head do this once a year.
The mans speeches tended to be a bit on the long side, and he took
this particular exercise so seriously. He half hoped that one
of this years contestants found a weak spot in the bases
defenses and actually made it through. Maybe then it wouldnt be
the high point of Beach Heads year.

Lady Jaye looked at her
watch. Beach Head had been droning on now for almost half an hour.
She snuck a peek around the corner and into the gym. Most of the
Joes werent even feigning interest in what the drill instructor
had to say. She saw Duke stand up and gesture at Beach Head to wrap
it up. It was almost time.

She walked back to the
other Joes who were waiting in the hallway. Hes almost done,
she told them. We all know what were doing, right?
Everyone nodded. Good. Keep a close eye on the time, your
windows of opportunity tonight are going to be short.

Quick Kick smiled. No
problemo, boss lady. Tonight were going down in the record
books.

And were likely
gonna earn about a month of extra PT, Gung-Ho said.

Were not breakin
any rules, right? Tunnel Rat commented. Beach cant possibly
take it out on us.

Yeah, right,
Alpine muttered. Mister no ones gotten through in three
years is gonna be happy as pie if we successfully break into the
base tonight.

Dont worry about
it, Lady Jaye told them. Duke wont let him take any
payback.

I really hope youre
right about that, Tunnel Rat replied.

The group grew silent
at the sound of boot steps nearing their corner of the hallway.
Beach Head came into view, looking smug and satisfied. He gestured
for them to follow him, and they walked through the base toward the
front entrance. The group exited into the warm summer air, heading
across the main drive and past the guard house. Mutt gave them a
wave as they passed, opening the main gate to let them out.

Beach Head took them
about a mile into the rolling hills around the base. He stared at
them all for a moment, then gave them their last instructions. You
have twelve hours to get into the base and download a copy of your
personnel records from the computers. You have to deliver it to Duke
personally for it to be considered a win. Get in any way you
can without damaging equipment or seriously injuring anyone, but,
he held up a finger, You each have to get in a different way.
He smirked. Good luck. He glanced at his watch. Your time
startsNOW!

The drill instructors
eyes widened in surprise as Quick Kicks fist landed solidly with
his jaw. Gung-Ho caught him as he fell, then settled him gently to
the ground. Hes out, he told the others. This better
work or were gonna be crocodile bait.