From: tchad@gte.net (TC)
Subject: Story:  The Soldier (M/M) a very short erotic story about a war
Date: Thu, 29 Jan 1998 06:45:08 GMT
Approved: moderated.stories@bigfoot.com
Keywords: XMM

This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between male
humans. If this bothers you then don't read it. If you aren't old enough to
read it then don't read it. The author reserves all rights. Permission is
granted to alt.sex.stories.gay.moderated, the nifty archive and dejanews to
archive this story. It may not be archived on any site that charges a fee of
any kind (including adult access fees).

OK, enough with the legal stuff. I wrote this very short story just because
I liked the premise. Comments are welcome.

The Soldier

by Tim Chadwick

Del pulled back the rough fabric that covered his ass. His pale white skin
took on a warm, golden cast in the torchlight that struggled to light the
cave...a cave now cast as a brothel for an army just arrived. The
broad-chested soldier that Del hoped to catch fixed his gaze on the golden
glow and the firm mound of flesh that it danced across. The right side of
the soldier's mouth rose in a grin, his eyes widened, he looked away, he
looked back, the cloth that covered his crotch rose in a greeting that all
whores understand. Del knew he would have his man.

In a broad crack in the wall that passed for a room Del went to work between
the heavily muscled thighs of his soldier. The big man's cock stood up tall
and proud. Del gently drew it into the warmth of his mouth. With his lips he
caressed it, with his tongue he teased it, with his throat he held it tight.
The big man wondered what crime such a beautiful youth must have committed
to be here, then he wondered why the boy didn't suck faster, then he
shuddered with the pleasure this beauty was giving him.

"That's good boy, that's real good."

Del released the soldier's cock from his mouth then worked his way down the
base of it nipping gently at the foreskin then at the thick tube that ran
along the length of it until he could take what hung below into his mouth.
They were the sort of balls that a big man like this should have, heavy,
loose hanging, consequential. Del gave them all his skill, courtesan skill,
expert cocksucker skill...the soldier groaned Del smiled deep in his soul.

The soldier's fingers brushed through Del's hair. The gentle touch was
surprising...Del had expected this one to be rougher. "A rare beauty." the
soldier said. Del ran his tongue down the salty crag that led to the
soldier's hole. The soldier raised himself up off the ground and offered it
up so Del could do his work. "This one wants to be fucked," Del thought. But
Del knew this wouldn't happen, he could shove his tongue up there, his
fingers, his fist but not his cock. That would make this man into a boy and
Del into a man and that could never be.

Not here.

Not now.

Del tasted the skunk smell that unwashed soldiers always have. He washed the
smell away with his spit and with his persistence he made the soldier open
up. His tongue then his fingers made their way into that place that the
soldier could not let another man go.

"Give me your ass boy," the soldier begged. "Give me your ass or I'll waste
my load on my belly."

Del pulled his tunic up and off then lay himself down in the soldier's arms.
Their stiff cocks met between them. Del looked the soldier in the eye, they
were bright and blue and filled with a light all their own. Del licked his
pale red lips. He wanted to kiss this one goodbye.

Not here.

Not now.

Del pulled his legs up under him so he could straddle his catch. The thick
shaft of the soldier's cock pressed up against the crack of his ass. Del
reached back, wrapped his slender fingers around it and aimed it at his
depths. A trick he knew let him take it in. The shaft met its mark but it
caused no pain only pleasure. Full and fulfilled, Del rode the soldier
slowly. Each slide down the shaft that impaled him sent shudders of pleasure
up his spine and down through the man whose body was the weapon.

Del rose and fell, his cock jumping with each thrust. When he came his load
burst out in thick white volleys that scattered themselves across his
soldier's chest. The soldier's hands clinched into fists that drove
themselves down against the stone hard floor. His hips bucked up again and
again as he pumped his come into the most beautiful body that had ever let
him in.

They each waited just the other side of bliss till Del leaned forward and
stroked the soldier's chin. "I have had no better," Del lied. "Nor I," the
soldier said in truth. For a few fleeting seconds Del held the soldier's
face in his hands as if to draw it to him for a kiss. The soldier smiled.

"Not here," Del said, "not now."

A trick he knew let him break the soldier's neck. The cracking noise it made
might be a falling rock...it would not be noticed. He raised himself up and
let the still hard cock slide from his ass. For a few seconds he felt alone
then, for less than the beat of a heart, he felt afraid, then he had his
tunic on and was on his way to the camp of his king.

"That's twelve," he thought, "not bad for a 'boy'."

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