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Paul and Devon Their Vietnam Story.

Short story By: Quiggles
Gay and lesbian



A story of two men who find themselves scared into each others arms. But, in this fear they find true love.


Submitted:Mar 11, 2014    Reads: 299    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


March 10th, 1772. South Vietnam.

Our two soldiers have been through a lot over the past year and a half. These boys have been drafted into the military at such young ages. They started with little experience, but had the will to carry on. Leaving their beloved to fight a war that they didn't even know the meaning behind.

After hours of fending off the viet cong, Paul Lopez and Devon Legg were tired, scared, and needed comfort.

"Hey Paul", Devon said, "Do you think we are safe?"

"I sure hope so" Paul said, trying to get muck off his face.

"Paul, I have a confession to make" Devon said. Tears running down his face. Paul could see the worried look in his eyes.

"Dammit boy, what you crying for?" Paul responded trying to appear like the tough man he had everyone think he was. But despite his efforts, he knew he couldn't hide his true emotions from Devon. They had been through too much for Devon not to know.

"I just wanted to thank you for being there for me" Devon said bursting into sadness.

"Hey man", Paul responded with a soft comforting voice, "You would have done the same for me, no matter the situation."

Devon gave paul a big supporting hug. Tears erupted from Paul eyes. He couldn't stand it anymore. He knew Devon had to know how he truly felt. Out of all self restraint Paul had, he let go. He had let his lustful feelings get the best of him. He turned that hug into a quick kiss. It was short but meaningful.

Devon just looked at Paul not knowing how to feel about the situation.

"I...I'm sorry about that, we can just forget that ever.." Paul started to say until he was interrupted by Devon who had pulled Paul closer to him to give him a much longer and more meaningful, sensual, and lusting kiss.

Although they knew what they were doing was casted as wrong, they knew it felt right. They felt like they could take on the world. They were swimming in a pool of love. It was as if Romeo and Juliet continued to live and both had peckers.

"Are you sure we are alone here?" Devon asked.

"I haven't seen anyone else around" Paul responded. Curious to what his partner was thinking. Devon got this relieved smile and continued to kiss Paul. He slid his hand up Pauls uniform. With a bit of mud in his hand, he started to corresst the nipples of his partner. Continuously making physical, slobbery contact with his lips. Paul couldn't take it anymore. He needed Devon. He went from lust to full on horn dog.

"What got into you?" Devon asked in a teasing voice.

"It's not what has gotten into me", Paul started to say, "it's about what is going in me!" After giving his response, he started to unbuckle Devons uniform. After the removing all clothing Devon covered his entire penis with loogies and mud to use as lubricant. After the lube process, Devon slipped his wet, mucky member into the anal cavity of his best friend. Both of them now moaning with sweet pleasure. Paul's penis continued to grow rapidly, once completely stiff, Devon grabbed it and started to jerk it at the same time going back and forth with his own johnson.

"No matter what happens after this, I will always love you" Paul said as he started to cry. The over dramatized emotion mixed with the stinging, burning, forceful amount of pleasure erupting from not only heart, but his butt.

"Cum inside of me. Make a man out of me!" Paul said about to unleash a load of his own. Devon couldn't hold in his cum anymore. He Erupted like baking soda in a science fair volcano project. As he felt his partners seed flowing through his man cave, he busted a nut of his own. This sprayed all over his own stomach, mixing with the mud and gunk from below them. Devon didn't care that there was cum on Pauls belly. He just needed to hold him. They laid there without a care in the world.

"I love you Devon." Paul said as they looked into the moonlight.

"I love you too Paul, please don't leave me ever." Devon responded with a whimper in his voice.

"Never".

And with that they fell asleep in each others arms. They did not wake up however. While sleeping, a squad of viet cong soldiers had found the two lovers covered in their own love juice. Without knowing they were American soldiers they killed them anyway for practicing homosexual acts in the open.





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