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Taliban Concubine Ch. 01

by bjmichaels on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Sergeant Rick shouted at us from atop his Humvee: "YOU GUYS HAVE FORTY MINUTES UNTIL THIS ROAD IS LOUSY WITH TALIBAN – YOU BETTER GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE NOW!" In our six months in Afghanistan, we'd heard this warning several times. Georgie, our crew leader, had always been paranoid and frightened of being left behind without protection from the soldiers,...

Taliban Concubine Ch. 02

by bjmichaels on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Something was pulling on my hair, shaking my head. In my dreamy, sleep-induced stupor, I imagined a super-huge dragon fly had landed on my head, and was clutching at my hair, trying to pick me up and fly away with me. Then I heard his voice shouting in my ear, and I was wide awake; a chill ran down my spine as I abruptly remembered where I was. In the dark...

Taliban Concubine Ch. 04

by bjmichaels on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Zayd again...using my mouth for his pleasure. I have grown so lonely in my solitary confinement I look forward to his visits...in fact, I don't know how or why, but I have developed an uncanny sense for anticipating his arrival. Every morning I awake seconds before I hear the door creak open. I am already on my knees, back straight, head held high, when he...

Taliban Concubine Ch. 03

by bjmichaels on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

My mouth was filled with warm, throbbing cock-flesh, but my gaze was trained on Sparkle-Eyes. I wasn't staring at him really; it was more surreptitious glances now and again. He was sitting a few feet away watching me suck his men's cocks with a bemused expression on his face, a wistful look in his eyes. That he was going to miss me when he handed me over...

Lighthouse in the Desert

by KeithD on Mar 25, 2019
Gay Male

I heard the hum of a well-tuned engine out in front of the restaurant and turned to the window to see who was gliding in. The car, a beautiful, new silver Porsche 911 Carrera, didn't make it as far as a marked-off parking space before it stopped, at somewhat of an awkward angle, taking up two spaces. I paused with the thought of whether he'd parked that way...

An Awakening Desire Ch. 05

by dkmywife on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Like most military relationships my relationship with Will was hot and heavy while it lasted. However, over time he was transfered over seas forcing us to drift apart. We'd meet about twice a year and make up for lost time then that turned to once a year and then we simply lost touch. On one of our last skipes he forgot to turn off his camera. I witnessed h...

Blowing in the Wind

by paladin1954 on Apr 10, 2018
Gay Male

**This is a fantasy story about gay sex in the US Military. It is based on a tale from a former US Army Corporal told during the Don't Ask/Don't Tell/Don't Pursue/Don't Harass era in the US Military. If you do not like gay erotica, this tale may not be for you...just a warning. Also, no one under 18 is allowed to read these stories. I don't want you to rea...

Morning Song

by sunflower on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Michael was a creature of habit. His life consisted of a series of daily events vital to his sense of well being. The formula for a good day began with his boyfriend Amid waking him up with an early morning blowjob. Amid was always up, cock included, long before the usual nine to fivers, tracking down the latest world events for his news magazine. The Arab...

Cock-Sucker: Abducted

by tristantrotsky on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Of course, insurgency abductions are serious. Not something to be treated lightly, or as titillation. Writing this I was deliberately referencing back to the counter-culture poets and anti-Vietnam agit-prop writers who used extreme satiric and purposefully obscene images to attack what they saw as unjust foreign policy. The title is a reference yet further b...

An Awakening Desire Ch. 06

by dkmywife on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I awoke two days later after having been washed, cleansed and oiled while I was out following my and Stephen's adventure. My skin was tingling from the oils they'd used. I was naked under the blankets in the low light of the fire. Outside the wind was again howling, which I would learn was a near constant reality at this altitude. Apparently my recovery from...