Date: Thu, 20 Dec 2001 18:28:46 +0000
From: BJ Alex <bjalex61@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sgt Part 3

If you are under 18 years of age, or where you live it is not legal, then
go no father.
This story is fictional.


The slick from Razorback descended to the tarmac of Tan Son Nut airfield
near Saigon. Its skids had not settled on the runway before Sgt had departed
the chopper. Carrying his small bag he headed for thefront gate of the base.
He passed through the gate and found a taxi.
"Toi Di 13th field hospital." Sgt told the Vietnamese driver.
Anguish grew in Sgt, as he got closer to the hospital. Would he find Mac
alive or would the person that he loved be dead? He paid the driver and
walked up the steps to the hospital. His legs were shaking from his high
state of anxiety as he stood at the information desk.
"Were can I find Specialist McIves, Jerry?" Sgt ask the soldier on duty.
The soldier looked through a stack of papers,running his finger down the
names on each page.
"Oh, there he is, ward 10." The soldier said looking up at Sgt.
"How do I find ward 10?" Sgt asked.
The soldiers gave Sgt directions and then when back to reading his
Playboy. Stopping at the nurse's station outside of ward 10 he waited for
the nurse to look up at him.
"What bunk is Specialist McIves in? Sgt asked.
"He is in the last bed on the right." The nurse informed Sgt.
"I don't think he is able to talk right now, he has had a bad time of it."
The nurse continued.
Sgt made his way down the row of bunks. He looked at the men in the bunks as
he passed them. Some were there with legs missing, some with arms gone, some
with splints, and others with bandages covering most of their bodies.


When he got to where Mac was at he looked down at his beloved. He was lying
there asleep. An IV was dripping fluids into him. Mac was breathing deeply
and Sgt knew that he had been given drugs to manage the pain.
Sgt reached down and raised the sheet that was covering his body. He watched
Mac's chest move up and down with each breath and he could see a small spot
of blood that had seeped through the bandage. Sgt placed the sheet back over
Mac and then whispered into his ear.
"Don't you dare die on me, and that's an order."
Sgt could not be sure but he thought that he saw a smile cross Mac's
face. Sgt saw a curtain that he could pull around the bed, so he pulled it
so that he could have a private moment with Mac. Sgt then bent over Mac and
kissed him on the lips. Somewhere in Mac's unconscious mind he
knew it was Sgt's mouth on his and he opened his mouth to receive Sgt's
tongue. Sgt broke the kiss and whispered:
"I'll see you tomorrow."
He opened the curtain and left the hospital. Getting another taxi he had the
driver take him to a hotel on Tu Do Street. This was Sgt's favorite hotel;
it had a bar that was open on three sides, so you
could look out on the streets. He got a room and after putting his bag away
he went to the bar.
He sat down at the bar and ordered his favorite Vietnamese beer
with a glass of ice. He had just taken a long drink of his beer and was
feeling better now that he had seen Mac, when a young GI sat down beside
him.
"How is it going Sgt?" The young GI asked.
Sgt turn and looked at the young GI. He was about 5' 10" tall the Sgt
guessed. He had reddish blond hair and green eyes and a smile that would
melt ones heart.
"Name is Cook, Roger, Buck Sgt.," He said putting out his hand.
"I'm SFC Michael Stone, but everyone just calls me Sgt." Sgt said as he took
Cook's hand.
Sgt felt the smooth hand and knew that Cook was not a field soldier.
`Saigon warrior.' Sgt thought.
"Let go over to a table and talk." Cook suggested.
They sat at a table that was next to the street. Cook sat to the left of Sgt
facing the street. Across from Cook was a brick wall that separated the bar
from the street. The table was against the wall, which was level with the
top of the table. So no one could see under the table from the street side.
There was a white tablecloth on the table with a little candle in the
center.
"What are you doing in Saigon?" Cook asked.
"One of my men was wounded the last time out." Sgt replied.
"He must be special to warrant a visit from the platoon sergeant." Cook
said.
Sgt noticed that as they talked, Cook's leg had moved over and was touching
his.
"He is." Sgt said reaching over and taking Cook's hand in his. Cook just
looked deep into Sgt's eyes and said.
"Hey, I need to go to the latrine."
"Come to think about it, so do I." Sgt said with a smile, returning the eye
contact.
They both got up and moved towards the hotel side of the bar, passed a large
fish tank that separated the bar area from the restroom doors. Cook led the
way into the men's room and as soon as the door shut he spun around and fell
into Sgt's arms.
Sgt took Cook's face into his large hands and pulled his face to his. Their
lips met in a kiss. Sgt's tongue found entrance between Cook's lips. Cook
sucked on Sgt's tongue, and wrapped his arms around Sgt, letting his hands
move down Sgt's hard body till they were cupping Sgt's firm ass cheeks. Sgt
let go of Cook's face with one hand, pushing open the stall door and with
the other. He pulled Cook into the stall.
Without breaking the kiss, Sgt unbuckled his belt and let his trousers fall
to the floor, around his ankles. Cook felt the bearskin of Sgt ass cheeks
and, breaking the kiss he slid to his knees and engulfed Sgt's hard cock.
Cook's tongue slid down the underside of Sgt's cock till it
reached the base. Cook can feel Sgt's public hair against his nose and upper
lip, and he started his slow journey up the hard shaft.
He left only the head remain in his mouth. His tongue circled the rim of
Sgt's cock and sent a shutter through Sgt, and he let out a moan. Cook's
tongue found that little opening at the end and tried to stick the tip of
his tongue in it. Sgt could hardly keep from emptying his load right then.
But Sgt had other ideas as to where he wanted his load to go.
"Take your trousers off." Sgt said with a gasp.
Cook let Sgt's cock slowly slide out of his mouth and took off his shoes and
trousers. Sgt noted that the young sgt was not wearing any shorts. Cook hung
his trousers on the back of the door and then turned
around and again their lips met. Sgt pulled Cook towards him and at the same
time sat down on the commode. Cook straddled Sgt and then lowered himself
down to Sgt's lap, guiding Sgt's cock into his waiting hole.
Sgt could tell that this was not the first time that this young man's hole
had been used and as his cock reached bottom, Cook let out a loud moan, so
loud that Sgt was sure that they must have heard it in the bar. Pulling
Cook's face towards his own, Sgt covered Cook's lips with his own. Cook then
began to ride Sgt's cock. One would have thought he was riding a fast horse
in a race, as hard as he was pounding Sgt's cock in and out of his hole.
Sgt could not take it any longer, he pull his lips away from Cook's and
buried his face in Cook's neck, to stifle his cry as he fired his cum into
Cook's ass. At the same time Cook, feeling Sgt unload into him, shot his
load onto his own stomach.
After they had recovered from their orgasms Cook stood up, but Sgt held him
there and licked all his cum off Cook's stomach.
"Turn around and bend over." Sgt said.
Sgt still sitting on the commode had Cook's ass right at face level.
Sgt pulled Cook's ass crack apart and buried his face in Cook's ass. He
licked all the cum that was around Cook's hole and then stuck his tongue as
far up Cook's hole as he could get it, bringing his own cum into his mouth.
After he had gotten Cook's all cleaned out he spun him around and
took his how hard cock into his mouth. Sgt was an expert cock sucker and it
was no time before he felt Cook shutter and unload his cum. Sgt enjoyed the
taste of Cook's cum and let it slide down his throat.
After that Sgt and Cook got dressed and left the rest room. Going back to
their table they sat drank their beers and talked for a few hours.
"Well I have to be going." Cook said.
"You going to be here tomorrow?" Sgt asked.
"Afraid not. I have the duty tomorrow night." Cook said looking sad.
"To bad. Sure would like to have had a repeat of tonight. Sgt said.
"Me too. But I have to go." Cook said as he got up. "Bye, maybe we'll see
each other again some time." Cook said as he left.
Sgt watched him leave and then finishing his beer he went to his room.
Sgt made his way back to the hospital the next morning. He found Mac was
awake but he would drift in and out of sleep. Sgt grab a chair and sat down
next to Mac's bed.
"How you doing?" Sgt asked.
"OK, I guess. It sure does hurt though."
"Well I told you to keep your head down didn't I.?" Sgt said laughing.
Looking more serious Sgt asked "Is there anything I can get you?"
"Yea, there is." Mac said motioning Sgt to come closer to the bed. Sgt
leaned over the bed so that Mac can whisper into his ear.
"You can get me your hot mouth on my cock." Mac whispers into his ear
with a smile.
A big smile crossed Sgt's face as he sits back down in his chair.
"I wish I could." Sgt laughs.
Just then a male nurse stops at Mac's bunk and pulls the curtain around the
bed.
"I think the two of you might like some private time together." The nurse
said in a whisper.
Sgt smiled at the nurse and said: "We sure would."
"Don't worry I'll keep a eye out for you." The nurse said turning so that he
was not watching them.
Sgt pulled the sheet back and raised Mac's hospital gown. There was Mac's
cock standing at rigid attention. Sgt lowered his mouth on Mac cock. He knew
that this had to be quick so he worked his skills on Mac's cock and was soon
rewarded with a load of Mac's cum. Sgt rearranged Mac's gown and pulled the
sheet back over him. Sgt leaned over and kissed Mac deeply on the lips.
Walking over to were the nurse was standing Sgt placed a hand on his
shoulder.
"Thanks Lt." Sgt said.
The Lt. smiled at him. "Anytime Sgt. I know how much he loves you. You were
the only one that he called for the whole time he was out of it." The nurse
told him.
The nurse pulled the curtain back and left them.
"I had better go. I'll see you before I leave tomorrow." Sgt said.
He took Mac's hand but Mac knew that it was more than a handshake.
Sgt started towards the door of the ward when the nurse stopped him.
"I know that you two are lovers, but I was wondering if you would like to go
someplace for a beer and something to eat tonight?" The nurse asked.
"Sure, you know the hotel on Tu Do Street?" Sgt asked
"I sure do, I'll be in the bar at 1800 hundred." The nurse said.
Sgt went back to his room, showered and waited till it was time to go down
stairs to the bar.
Will Mac get shipped back to the states? Will Sgt lose Mac for fooling
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