In case this is your first read of my story, this is part of The Soldier and The Cleaner series. Here is the full story from Chapter one to the last entry on March 03, 2020. The Soldier and The Cleaner Ch. 1-4 The Cleaner...I Needed A Break The Soldier...Just Get Home The Soldier and The Cleaner Ch. 5-6 The Soldier...Judgment Day The Cleaner...That Son...
It was Lawrence who unwittingly put the three together—he, Johann, and August. He'd known that there was a particular wounded prisoner Johann was assigned to take care of in the medial operations tent in the British encampment after the Battle of Saratoga. And he would have been jealous at Johann paying such close attention to another man, if the surgeon had...
"Are many of them still waiting?" Nate asked as he removed the small pouch of toiletries from his locker. The communal bathroom at the end of the corridor was shared by around fifty military recruits, all living on the same floor. Those assigned to the bunk right next to it often rushed in first to claim the showers before the others could. "There wasn't...
Kyle walked slowly through the scorching heat, determined to get a little down time during his first leave since being assigned to this base. But as he had discovered, August in southwestern Oklahoma was a far cry from his central Wisconsin suburban background. The heat was relentless, each day fused to the next with highs over 100 degrees. But Kyle hadn't...
Now that he'd gotten this far with it—contacting the man and driving all the way up to Gettysburg from Washington, D.C.—Hal Collins was having second thoughts. He arrived at the house fifteen minutes early, but drove right by it and pulled over to the curb two blocks farther on. Several minutes later, the pain in his hands registered in his brain, and he rea...
I took a cold Coke out of the plastic cooler. It was Friday afternoon in the southwestern desert, and I was alone in the company training area finishing up the paperwork. The younger sergeants had left long ago, heading for cold beer, air conditioning, and the NCO club if not some bar downtown. I wasn't exactly past that, not completely ancient, but at 40,...
"By Roman custom, it is your privilege to ask me to undress and reveal myself to you in my natural state for your intimate thorough inspection." "That is not necessary, pretty one. As best I know among Britons we only have that right if we consider purchasing you. But you are to be a gift to us by the Celtic soldiering auxiliaries. All the same, we can see...
The officer looked over the prisoner standing in front of him. The man was over six feet tall, with jet-black hair, which was cut high and tight, and golden-tanned skin. His head was lowered, and the officer could see the well-defined cables of neck muscles. The large man looked well-fed and finely-muscled, a very unusual state for most of the prisoners he w...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may in...
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...