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Forced Encounter
Title: Forced Encounter
Series: Part III Secrets Revealed
Author: Darkestangel
Summary: Percell comes to a realization.
Comments: angela9in@ureach.com
Archive: yes, with permission
Warnings: slash, language
Pairing: Myron/Percell, implied Myron/Anderson
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Zev Braun created them. I’m only borrowing them for a while.
Author’s Notes: A special thanks to Tricia for the blackmailing idea.
Percell observed that the VC friendly village was deserted except for a few children and women who were still gathering their belongings for the long trip across the Mekong river valley. This was not the first time the American GIs had forced them away from their homes, and they knew that it wouldn’t be the last. Normally, Percell would have felt sorry for the Vietnamese people who had got caught in the middle of this war over ideology, but this time his mind was distracted by the Sarg and his LT.
After his discovery of their secret, he had noticed the body language of the pair. The LT always faced forward looking Sarg directly in the eyes. Anderson, on the other hand, would always get close enough to touch elbows, and his eyes seemed to twinkle with happiness. He also noticed that the Sarg rarely left the officer’s side, and he always smiled at him when Goldman would talk. It didn’t matter if the LT was yelling at him, barking out an order, or reading War and Peace to himself. The Sarg always smiled, and he always seemed to stop whatever he was doing to watch Goldman walk. It made Danny sick to his stomach to think about them together. Sarg was his role model, his rock, his support system. How the hell could he betray him like this? Goldman was meant for him not Anderson, and it was only a matter of time before he took Goldman away from him.
“Percell, I need you to check out the hooches on the north perimeter.” Anderson dictated.
“No problem Sarg.”
Percell did as he was commanded, although reluctantly, and headed off towards the northern perimeter. He wasn’t surprised to see the usual suspects at a VC friendly village. Several baskets were visible and they contained about 150 pounds of rice for a village of 75. They also hid the ammo and guns, as well as the black pajamas. There was a small bunker in one of the hooches that had already been cleared by the bunker specialist, and there were live pigs and goats waiting to be fed and watered. He smiled at the animals thinking that they were not the only ones craving something to sink their teeth into. He just preferred his food to be kissable and fuckable.
He noticed his “food” coming down the path with the RTO who had replaced Horn. He wondered what Horn would have thought about the Sarg and the LT being together. The poor bastard was obviously in love with Goldman, so he probably would have moped around for weeks and drove everybody crazy.
He drew his attention back to Goldman who waszingzingly without Anderson, and he watched him go into the hooch where the bunker had been discovered. As he approached, he overheard the LT telling command on the radio that the village was secure and that evacuation was taking place and should be completed within the hour. He knew that they would be heading to the LZ soon, and he decided that it was now or never.
“Excuse me LT. Can I talk to you for just a moment?”
Goldman looked over at him, and he hesitantly nodded his approval. “What’s up Percell? Did those hooches check out okay?”
“Yes sir, but I needed to talk to you about something personal.”
“Can’t you talk to Anderson or wait until we backback to the base?”
“No sir it can’t.” He looked over at the RTO hoping that Goldman would get the hint.
Myron let out a loud sigh, and reluctantly ordered the new guy to leave them alone for a few minutes. Once the door closed behind them, Goldman wasted no time and jumped right into the conversation. “What’s the problem?”
“You are.” He stepped closer to the shocked LT.
“Excuse me? What the hell are you talking about Percell?”
“Yes, you are my problem, and the only way I see us solving this problem is for you get down on your knees and suck my dick right here on this filthy floor.”
“Are you high Percell? Are you trying to get court-martialed?”
Percell took another step closer to the officer, and he smiled when he noticed the man stepping backwards at the same time. “I don’t think that you’ll court-martial me LT. I mean I would hate to be called to the stand to testify about what’s going on in this unit of yours. I mean, once I start talking all sorts of things might come out of my mouth.”
“What the fuck are you talking about Percell? I run a smooth unit, and I treat everyone fairly. What could you possible say that would get me in trouble?”
“It interesting that you said fuck. You know I would love to use all of your holes to fuck, but I have a feeling that Anderson has already done that.”
Goldman stared in shock as the realization of Percell’s words hit home. “What are you talking about?”
“Don’t play stupid LT. You know exactly what I’m talking about, and I think that it’s only fair that I get a piece of the action to keep my mouth shut.”
“You wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize Anderson’s career. He’s always been there for you Percell. Why would you even threaten to do something like this?”
“Because I’m horny, and you’re the best piece of ass in this fucking army. Besides, I don’t take too kindly to other men taking what’s mine.” He grabbed Goldman’s hand and placed it on his crotch. The LT struggled to pull his hand back away from the rock hard organ.
“No fucking way Percell! Let me the fuck go!”
anguanguage LT. I think you’ve been hanging around Taylor too much. I don’t like for my men to cuss like filthy whores.” He laughed as Goldman swung out with his other hand to hit him. He caught the hand easily, and shoved the LT into the straw and bamboo wall pulling his arms above his head.
“That wasn’t very nice LT. Now I’m going to have to punish you for cussing and unnecessary violence. Now, I want you on your knees sucking me off. Is that clear?”
Goldman’s face flushed with anger and embarrassment. “You do know that if you force me to do this you will be going to Leavenworth for striking an officer.”
“Yep, and Anderson will be right there with me for fucking an officer, and your career will be over. Now, stop bullshitting with me and get started.”
“He’ll kill you for this.”
“No he won’t, because you’re not going to tell him. If you do tell him then I’m afraid that you might meet up with an unfortunate fragging incident.” He leaned into that beautiful face and placed a kiss upon those sexy lips. He wasn’t surprised to not be kissed back. After all, he wasn’t the Sarg.
He pushed his CO down to his knees and unzipped his pants for him. He noticed that Goldman was trembling in dread, but that was just too bad. “Go on now Goldman. I know you’ve done this before with Anderson. Hell, I know you’ve done everything with that grunt. I bet he eats you up doesn’t he? Does he eat you ass LT? Tongue fuck you till you come in his hand?” He runs his hand gently though Myron’s hair. “Yeah, I bet he does because I know I sure as hell would. Shit, I guess I will be able to do that to you in the near future, but not today. We only have time for a blowjob. Now, don’t be disappointed. You’ll get to ride this cock soon enough.”
“We’ll you just shut the fuck up, so we can get this over with?” Goldman grabbed the dick a little too harshly, and he heard Percell hiss in pain. Goldman smiled on the inside thinking ‘tough shit for you!’ He looked at the cock trying to imagine that it was Anderson in his hand. He refused to look up into Percell’s face as he swallowed him whole. He kept his eyes closed as Percell began fucking his mouth.
Percell grabbed his head firmly, and he pumped his cock in and out of the hot mouth. He found himself daydreaming about a certain pool table and a crowd of guys cheering him on. This was too fucking good to be true. The sexiest bitch in the army was sucking his big hard dick, and he didn’t even have to pay money for it. “Jesus LT, you sure are good at this. Somehow I just knew you would be. I always heard that Jews were good at sucking cock. I guess your people have been deprived of so much in your past that you don’t pass off on a good meal when you get the chance to enjoy it.” He heard Goldman moaning something unintelligible through his full mouth, and he suspected that it was not a nice thing. He knew the Jew joke was cruel, but something about a good mouth fucking made him lose control.
“Suck the balls…Oh fuck yeah Goldman. That’s it baby.”
Goldman did as instructed, and he alternated between sucking the head and licking the shaft and balls. He was thankful that the bastard hadn’t asked for anything more. He could suck dick all day if he had to, but fucking was another story. He didn’t want anyone else inside him besides Anderson. He started tearing up dreading the day that Percell pushed for more to happen. He didn’t want to think about how many times he was going to have to do this to keep Percell quiet. He could only hope that Percell wouldn’t sign up for another tour, and of course, he could always hope for Percell to end up with a bullet in the back of his head.
“That’s it you nasty little bitch. Suck my cock good…Oh shit Goldman you’re going to make me come in your sweet mouth, and I just know that your starving for my spunk, so don’t spill a drop darling.” Percell looked down hoping to see Goldman’s eyes, but they were still closed. He could have pushed the issue, and make the man look at him, but he decided that would be a fight for another day. He just couldn’t wait to have Goldman on his back, spread wide, looking into his eyes as he plundered that beautiful body.
When the dick in his mouth began to erupt, he did as he was told, and Myron took all of Percell’s release down his throat. After his orgasm, Percell made him keep the organ in his mouth for a few more agonizing moments, and Goldman grew pale as he realized that the cock was hardening once again in his mouth. He tried to pull his head away from the hands that were gripping him firmly.
“Where are you going LT? I didn’t say we were finished. You should be flattered that you turn me on this much.” He looked down at Goldman who was obviously on the verge of crying. He sighed in frustration, and he began to lose his hard on. “All right LT. You can stop for today once you clean me up with your tongue.”
Goldman immediately began licking the cold semen off the now softening cock, and he found himself grateful when Percell tucked himself back into his pants.
“Get up Goldman. We’re done for now, but I won’t you to know that I will be collecting what I’m due in the very near future, and it ain’t going to be just a one time deal. You will do whatever I tell you whenever I tell you. Is that understood?”
Goldman wiped the dirt off of his knees and reluctantly nodded in affirmation. He watched the Corporal walking out of the hooch full of hatred and resentment, and he couldn’t stop himself from hoping for a grenade to blow off his dick and a shard of shrapnel to lodge into his ass. He knew that this was going to be one hell of a long tour, and if he Charlie didn’t kill Percell soon, he just might.
To be continued in: A Saigon Rendezvous (chapter four)
Series: Part III Secrets Revealed
Author: Darkestangel
Summary: Percell comes to a realization.
Comments: angela9in@ureach.com
Archive: yes, with permission
Warnings: slash, language
Pairing: Myron/Percell, implied Myron/Anderson
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Zev Braun created them. I’m only borrowing them for a while.
Author’s Notes: A special thanks to Tricia for the blackmailing idea.
Percell observed that the VC friendly village was deserted except for a few children and women who were still gathering their belongings for the long trip across the Mekong river valley. This was not the first time the American GIs had forced them away from their homes, and they knew that it wouldn’t be the last. Normally, Percell would have felt sorry for the Vietnamese people who had got caught in the middle of this war over ideology, but this time his mind was distracted by the Sarg and his LT.
After his discovery of their secret, he had noticed the body language of the pair. The LT always faced forward looking Sarg directly in the eyes. Anderson, on the other hand, would always get close enough to touch elbows, and his eyes seemed to twinkle with happiness. He also noticed that the Sarg rarely left the officer’s side, and he always smiled at him when Goldman would talk. It didn’t matter if the LT was yelling at him, barking out an order, or reading War and Peace to himself. The Sarg always smiled, and he always seemed to stop whatever he was doing to watch Goldman walk. It made Danny sick to his stomach to think about them together. Sarg was his role model, his rock, his support system. How the hell could he betray him like this? Goldman was meant for him not Anderson, and it was only a matter of time before he took Goldman away from him.
“Percell, I need you to check out the hooches on the north perimeter.” Anderson dictated.
“No problem Sarg.”
Percell did as he was commanded, although reluctantly, and headed off towards the northern perimeter. He wasn’t surprised to see the usual suspects at a VC friendly village. Several baskets were visible and they contained about 150 pounds of rice for a village of 75. They also hid the ammo and guns, as well as the black pajamas. There was a small bunker in one of the hooches that had already been cleared by the bunker specialist, and there were live pigs and goats waiting to be fed and watered. He smiled at the animals thinking that they were not the only ones craving something to sink their teeth into. He just preferred his food to be kissable and fuckable.
He noticed his “food” coming down the path with the RTO who had replaced Horn. He wondered what Horn would have thought about the Sarg and the LT being together. The poor bastard was obviously in love with Goldman, so he probably would have moped around for weeks and drove everybody crazy.
He drew his attention back to Goldman who waszingzingly without Anderson, and he watched him go into the hooch where the bunker had been discovered. As he approached, he overheard the LT telling command on the radio that the village was secure and that evacuation was taking place and should be completed within the hour. He knew that they would be heading to the LZ soon, and he decided that it was now or never.
“Excuse me LT. Can I talk to you for just a moment?”
Goldman looked over at him, and he hesitantly nodded his approval. “What’s up Percell? Did those hooches check out okay?”
“Yes sir, but I needed to talk to you about something personal.”
“Can’t you talk to Anderson or wait until we backback to the base?”
“No sir it can’t.” He looked over at the RTO hoping that Goldman would get the hint.
Myron let out a loud sigh, and reluctantly ordered the new guy to leave them alone for a few minutes. Once the door closed behind them, Goldman wasted no time and jumped right into the conversation. “What’s the problem?”
“You are.” He stepped closer to the shocked LT.
“Excuse me? What the hell are you talking about Percell?”
“Yes, you are my problem, and the only way I see us solving this problem is for you get down on your knees and suck my dick right here on this filthy floor.”
“Are you high Percell? Are you trying to get court-martialed?”
Percell took another step closer to the officer, and he smiled when he noticed the man stepping backwards at the same time. “I don’t think that you’ll court-martial me LT. I mean I would hate to be called to the stand to testify about what’s going on in this unit of yours. I mean, once I start talking all sorts of things might come out of my mouth.”
“What the fuck are you talking about Percell? I run a smooth unit, and I treat everyone fairly. What could you possible say that would get me in trouble?”
“It interesting that you said fuck. You know I would love to use all of your holes to fuck, but I have a feeling that Anderson has already done that.”
Goldman stared in shock as the realization of Percell’s words hit home. “What are you talking about?”
“Don’t play stupid LT. You know exactly what I’m talking about, and I think that it’s only fair that I get a piece of the action to keep my mouth shut.”
“You wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize Anderson’s career. He’s always been there for you Percell. Why would you even threaten to do something like this?”
“Because I’m horny, and you’re the best piece of ass in this fucking army. Besides, I don’t take too kindly to other men taking what’s mine.” He grabbed Goldman’s hand and placed it on his crotch. The LT struggled to pull his hand back away from the rock hard organ.
“No fucking way Percell! Let me the fuck go!”
anguanguage LT. I think you’ve been hanging around Taylor too much. I don’t like for my men to cuss like filthy whores.” He laughed as Goldman swung out with his other hand to hit him. He caught the hand easily, and shoved the LT into the straw and bamboo wall pulling his arms above his head.
“That wasn’t very nice LT. Now I’m going to have to punish you for cussing and unnecessary violence. Now, I want you on your knees sucking me off. Is that clear?”
Goldman’s face flushed with anger and embarrassment. “You do know that if you force me to do this you will be going to Leavenworth for striking an officer.”
“Yep, and Anderson will be right there with me for fucking an officer, and your career will be over. Now, stop bullshitting with me and get started.”
“He’ll kill you for this.”
“No he won’t, because you’re not going to tell him. If you do tell him then I’m afraid that you might meet up with an unfortunate fragging incident.” He leaned into that beautiful face and placed a kiss upon those sexy lips. He wasn’t surprised to not be kissed back. After all, he wasn’t the Sarg.
He pushed his CO down to his knees and unzipped his pants for him. He noticed that Goldman was trembling in dread, but that was just too bad. “Go on now Goldman. I know you’ve done this before with Anderson. Hell, I know you’ve done everything with that grunt. I bet he eats you up doesn’t he? Does he eat you ass LT? Tongue fuck you till you come in his hand?” He runs his hand gently though Myron’s hair. “Yeah, I bet he does because I know I sure as hell would. Shit, I guess I will be able to do that to you in the near future, but not today. We only have time for a blowjob. Now, don’t be disappointed. You’ll get to ride this cock soon enough.”
“We’ll you just shut the fuck up, so we can get this over with?” Goldman grabbed the dick a little too harshly, and he heard Percell hiss in pain. Goldman smiled on the inside thinking ‘tough shit for you!’ He looked at the cock trying to imagine that it was Anderson in his hand. He refused to look up into Percell’s face as he swallowed him whole. He kept his eyes closed as Percell began fucking his mouth.
Percell grabbed his head firmly, and he pumped his cock in and out of the hot mouth. He found himself daydreaming about a certain pool table and a crowd of guys cheering him on. This was too fucking good to be true. The sexiest bitch in the army was sucking his big hard dick, and he didn’t even have to pay money for it. “Jesus LT, you sure are good at this. Somehow I just knew you would be. I always heard that Jews were good at sucking cock. I guess your people have been deprived of so much in your past that you don’t pass off on a good meal when you get the chance to enjoy it.” He heard Goldman moaning something unintelligible through his full mouth, and he suspected that it was not a nice thing. He knew the Jew joke was cruel, but something about a good mouth fucking made him lose control.
“Suck the balls…Oh fuck yeah Goldman. That’s it baby.”
Goldman did as instructed, and he alternated between sucking the head and licking the shaft and balls. He was thankful that the bastard hadn’t asked for anything more. He could suck dick all day if he had to, but fucking was another story. He didn’t want anyone else inside him besides Anderson. He started tearing up dreading the day that Percell pushed for more to happen. He didn’t want to think about how many times he was going to have to do this to keep Percell quiet. He could only hope that Percell wouldn’t sign up for another tour, and of course, he could always hope for Percell to end up with a bullet in the back of his head.
“That’s it you nasty little bitch. Suck my cock good…Oh shit Goldman you’re going to make me come in your sweet mouth, and I just know that your starving for my spunk, so don’t spill a drop darling.” Percell looked down hoping to see Goldman’s eyes, but they were still closed. He could have pushed the issue, and make the man look at him, but he decided that would be a fight for another day. He just couldn’t wait to have Goldman on his back, spread wide, looking into his eyes as he plundered that beautiful body.
When the dick in his mouth began to erupt, he did as he was told, and Myron took all of Percell’s release down his throat. After his orgasm, Percell made him keep the organ in his mouth for a few more agonizing moments, and Goldman grew pale as he realized that the cock was hardening once again in his mouth. He tried to pull his head away from the hands that were gripping him firmly.
“Where are you going LT? I didn’t say we were finished. You should be flattered that you turn me on this much.” He looked down at Goldman who was obviously on the verge of crying. He sighed in frustration, and he began to lose his hard on. “All right LT. You can stop for today once you clean me up with your tongue.”
Goldman immediately began licking the cold semen off the now softening cock, and he found himself grateful when Percell tucked himself back into his pants.
“Get up Goldman. We’re done for now, but I won’t you to know that I will be collecting what I’m due in the very near future, and it ain’t going to be just a one time deal. You will do whatever I tell you whenever I tell you. Is that understood?”
Goldman wiped the dirt off of his knees and reluctantly nodded in affirmation. He watched the Corporal walking out of the hooch full of hatred and resentment, and he couldn’t stop himself from hoping for a grenade to blow off his dick and a shard of shrapnel to lodge into his ass. He knew that this was going to be one hell of a long tour, and if he Charlie didn’t kill Percell soon, he just might.
To be continued in: A Saigon Rendezvous (chapter four)