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The Darker Side of Combat!	By : Krystal_Frame Category: -Misc TV Shows > General Views: 2821 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Paris. It belonged to the French once more, but the Americans and British each had carved out little pockets of the city to dwell in and Caje and Doc had found their way to one such niche. Tiny apartments had been alotted for service men on leave, and Doc and Caje had been given one on the top most floor. It was a hell of a climb, but a climb that no one else was willing to make, meaning the two of them had peace and quiet. Time to themselves. Time just to be.
Their first night they slept seperately until well after midnight when Caje crawled quietly into Doc's bed. The Cajun inched closer and closer to Doc until he was curled around the other private. Doc was awake the whole time, but pretended to be asleep, letting Caje have the illusion that he was unobserved.
When daylight dawned Caje quietly slipped away and returned to his bed. That day they went out to see the sights. Caje was tired, but putting up a strong front. He quickly found a girl for Doc and a girl for him, and the group went around town spending money, buying souvineiers, drinking and eating and being as merry as possible. They were at the top of the Eiffel Tower when Doc started to feel the alcohol and the weariness overwhelming him. The girls wanted to make a night of it, and had plans to take the two men out to every swingin' spot in town, but Doc begged off. The medic returned to their apartment, and an hour later he heard Caje dragging in.
"I thought you were gonna stay out?"
"The girls had to go home and get changed. On the way I introduced them to two guys from Third Platoon."
Doc had just stepped out of the shower and he stood with a towel around his waist, drying his hair with another. "I thought about grabbing some dinner, bringing it back here. You know, quiet night in."
Caje nodded, then gestured to the bathroom. "I'll shower."
The water started a moment later, and then, beneath the sound of the falling water, Doc began to hear sounds of pain. Soft grunts, gasps. He'd checked the wounds enough to know that Caje's skin was healing just fine. He went to the door, and began to open his mouth to ask if Caje was okay, when he recognized the sounds as not painfilled, but lust filled.
He could have walked away, but he didn't. The sounds seemed like a good thing. A healthy thing. They were awakening feelings in himself that seemed equally as healthy. The feelings began to stiffen his member a little, and Doc stepped away from the bathroom door, not eager to end up with a problem he couldn't quickly fix.
The water cut off before he expected it to, and the curtain drew back revealing Caje soaking wet, still in his clothes, with his erect penis jutting out of his pants. Doc stared, astonished, his towel slipping back into place and tenting rather obviously. Caje stepped out of the tub. He'd taken his boots off, but his socks, pants and shirts were soaked and clinging to his skinny body.
He moved to the doorway, faced Doc, then leaned in and captured his lips in a hot, needy kiss. Caje's bare cock pressed into the tent that Doc was making in the towel and their lengths brushed against each other as the kiss deepened. Caje put his hands either side of Doc's jaw, holding him there while he pressed in with his tongue. Soon Doc was squished against the doorframe, his hardening manhood pressed against his own belly with a similar bulge only the thickness of the towel away.
When Caje broke away he was panting. "I need it. I need you. I need you inside me." He begged, then reached for his belt and started to undo the buckle. His pants and boxers were soon down by his ankles and Caje turned in the doorframe, leaning up against it, his ass pressed toward Doc.
"Caje...I..." Doc tried, terrified. Terrified that he wanted to try it. Terrified what trying it would mean. What would it make the two of them? Terrified that Caje was so desperate for it. Terrified that it would feel good..so good that he wouldn't stop, even if Caje was being hurt. Terrified that it WOULD hurt Caje.
"Please...please, Doc." Caje begged softly, nearly sobbing. He dragged one of Doc's hands to his ass, and gasped softly when the fingers closed around a taut globe.
"What about..you know...jelly. Lubrication..." Doc asked, grabbing Caje's hips and turning him back around.
"I don't have any." Caje admitted, then reached his hand down and started tugging at himself, nearly panicked at the hesitation.
Doc grabbed his hands and stopped him. Caje fought him a little, until Doc folded the bigger set of hands together and pressed in, kissing Caje until his breathing slowed and his heartbeat began to calm.
"We can do this. I will do this, but, I won't hurt you. I want it to feel good. For both of us." Doc said, trembling at the very idea.
Caje was shaking, but he nodded.
"Let me grab something out of my bag." Doc said. "Go...go lie down on the bed."
Caje followed directions, undressing as he moved to the bed that he had shared with Doc the previous night. Doc kept the towel around his waist and moved to his bag where he knew he kept just about anything a body could need, including lotions. He found one that he was fairly certain wouldn't do any damage where it was going to go.
Doc brought the small jar to the bed and sat down beside Caje, still trembling. A long fingered hand traced over his shoulder and down his spine and he was pulled onto the bed where he and Caje began to slowly peck and kiss. Lips to lips, lips to chest. They shifted and slipped and moved around one another until Doc's fingers, coated with the lotion, found their way to the warm cleft between Caje's cheeks. He gently massaged the lubrication deeper and deeper until Caje gasped and stiffened. Doc's fingertips circled the once ill-ibused sphincter, then pushed inside, finding that the muscle gave willingly enough. Lips engaged with Caje's, Doc pushed one finger, then two inside and felt Caje responding eagerly. His hips rose and feel against the intrusion, his cock jumped a little against his flat belly, and his breathing became erratic.
Caje's hand found Doc's length, under the protection of the towel, and Doc was soon painfully hard. Caje started to beg again. A single word. Doc shifted, doing everything to avoid breaking the languid mouth lock. He found himself settling between Caje's legs, the towel flying away behind him. The warmth of Caje's legs around him, still damp from the shower, taut with anxious muscles, felt so incredibly right, he could hardly explain it. He pressed his head into the dent between Caje's cheeks and felt Caje's sphincter tighten around him, then loosen eagerly. He shifted his hips, lifted his ass, and slid inside slowly, feeling that incredible tightness sucking his dick in. Caje's lips and tongue danced with his, delighted with the intrusion, until Doc felt his hips flatten against Caje's ass.
"Yes. Yes..." Caje sighed, eyes closing in rapture. Doc moved to pull away and immediately noticed blood on his length.
"Caje...it's...we need to stop." He said, pulling out slower.
Caje had his hand on himself and was jerking off as quickly as he could. Once Doc was free of his hole, he saw that there was a lumpy ring of pink glistening between Caje's cheeks, and a slow trickle of blood.
"Put it back in. Please. Please put it back in."
"I'm hurting you." Doc insisted, but Caje shook his head.
"You don't have to move. Just...put it in."
Doc had bring himself back to hardness and did so with a sick feeling in his gut, but he had the feeling that if he didn't fill the hole, Caje would find something else to do the job, and it would end up even worse. Doc slid back inside and Caje nearly came, moaning. His ass flexed and squeezed around the length filling him while he jerked himself eagerly, his hips swaying and rising ever so slightly. The wanton movements were enough to get Doc going, and the micro movements caused by Caje's hips, were doing incredible things to his head.
Before long Caje came, spurting on his own chest, his ass tightening into a vice until his orgasm ended. Doc pulled out carefully again and saw that some of his precum came with a small amount of blood. He was still painfully hard but he wasn't going to hurt Caje to get himself off. When Caje sat up and saw the problem he reached for the towel, cleaned Doc's hardness off, then sank with his mouth over the issue.
Doc moved until he was lying on his back, his knees up and spread, groaning at the sudden manipulative pressure of Caje's tongue and mouth. Caje's fingertips toyed around the rim of his ass, pressing ever so slightly but not making an effort to enter. Doc moved his hips almost without realizing, pumping up into Caje's mouth until he came. To his astonishment, Caje didn't let him go until he was completely soft. He also found that Caje had managed to press a finger inside, in the midst of the orgasm, without him realizing.
They cleaned up the bed and Caje took his shower. Doc used some gauze to make sure the bleeding would stop, and the two went out to find dinner, then returned with the food to the apartment.
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