Secrets Revealed

Title: Saigon Rendezvous
Series: Part IV Secrets Revealed (Final Part)
Author: Darkestangel
Summary: Sometimes getting what you want isn’t always what you need
Comments: angela9in@ureach.com
Archive: yes, with permission
Warnings: slash, crude language, mild violence, borderline attempted non-con
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: This is the final story of the Secrets Revealed Series


Percell’s hands were shaking in anticipation and the strong shot of whiskey wasn’t helping. He didn’t know why he was so nervous about meeting Goldman at the sleazy Saigon hotel, but he sure wasn’t going to let nerves get the best of him. Part of him was terrified that Anderson would show up with his boy-toy, the other part of him was worried that Goldman wouldn’t show up at all, and nearly a month’s salary would go to waste. He had played with the idea of making Goldman pay for the room, but that would have been pushing the limit. He knew that he was playing a dangerous game with the blackmailing scheme, and there wasn’t any reason to increase the risk with a slap in the face like paying for the room too. Goldman had already done more than enough to earn his silence, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask for more.

He didn’t have much time to releforefore Goldman knocked softly on the door. He was shocked to see the LT showing up on time. Hell, maybe the boy really did want him after all. He opened the door to a clean-shaven Goldman. He was wearing his khakis and baby-blue Oxford shirt, and he looked good enough to eat.

“Come on in LT.”

“Don’t call me that when we’re together. It makes me sick to my stomach that you could do this to your commanding officer, so don’t remind me by calling me LT or Lieutenant.”

“Damn, okay LT…I mean Myron.”

Goldman pushed himself around Percell into the room. He looked around in sadness. This place was his and Anderson’s. He wasn’t sure how he was going to have sex with Percell in this place. It hurt too much to think about. “Don’t call me Myron either. Only Goldman is acceptable. Got it?”

“You really are a bitch sometimes Goldman, but it really turns me on when you get pissy.”

“Well good, because I’m probably going to be pissy all night!”

“Why don’t you have a drink Goldman? You need to fucking relax.” Percell poured Goldman a shot, and he wasn’t surprised when the man drank it one gulp. He guessed he wasn’t the only one who was nervous. He offered the bottle to Goldman, and the bottle was quickly yanked out of his hand in reply. “Take it easy on that stuff Goldman. I don’t want you drunk.”

He walked behind the shaking man and placed his hands on his shoulders. He felt Goldman tense instantly, and for just a moment, he thought about ending this whole little game. He knew that the boy loved Anderson, and he knew that Anderson would kill him if ever found out about the blackmail. He also knew that what he was doing was borderline rape, and he knew he would regret his actions one day in the near future, but Vietnam wasn’t like the real world. There were no rules against blackmailing or raping your superior officer. The only rule in Vietnam was to kill before you’re killed.

He squeezed the shoulders gently trying to get the LT to relax. The boy was tense and straight-backed. It was obvious that he was repulsed by his touch, but he was just going to have to get over it. He licked the tip of Goldman’s ear lobe, and squeezed the back of his neck to keep it in place. “You might as well stop struggling Goldman. This is going to happen.”

“Fine, but I do want to clarify that this is a one night thing. Don’t you fucking throw this shit in my face again after tonight. You got it?”

“Maybe I don’t want it to be a one time thing. I’m the one setting the rules. Not you.”

Goldman yanked away from Percell, and headed for the door. “Then we’re not doing this tonight. I’m just going to go tell Anderson, and let him deal with you.”

“Okay, have it your way, but I promise you I’m going to make the most of our one night together. Now, come over here and give me a kiss.”

“No. I’m not going to kiss you on the mouth. You can have everything else, but not that.”

The little arrogant prick was really starting to get on his nerves. Percell let out a huge sigh of frustration and yanked Goldman over to him. “I said kiss me.” He grabbed the back of Myron’s head firmly and pulled him in for a kiss. Myron slammed his foot down on Percell’s foot, and he pushed away from him using his hands on his chest as leverage, but the Corporal held onto him tightly. Goldman felt the brush of a tongue on his lips and he attempted to turn his head to the side, but the grip on the back of his head was unrelenting.

“I said no kissing Percell! Let me go!” When Percell refused to let him go, he spat on his face and kneed him in the upper thigh.

Danny let his instincts take over and he slapped Myron hard across the face with the back of his hand. He hit Goldman with enough force to make him fall onto the floor. “Damn you fucking little bitch that fucking hurt! Are you trying to piss me off Goldman? We can play this rough if you want to. Either way my cock is going to be buried in that sweet ass of yours!”

“I told you no kissing Percell, and I meant it!” Percell amusingly watched Goldman lifting himself up off the floohe bhe boy’s cheeks were flushed with anger, and his fists were clinched at his sides. The boy was obviously mad as hell about being hit, but he deserved it. “I’m out of here Percell. This game of yours is over.”

Percell only had seconds to decide his next course of action. Should he allow the boy to leave only to go tell the Sergeant? No. Should he let the boy go and agree that the game was over? Hell no. Should he just take what he came here for even if the boy fought him the entire time? Yes! “I’ve had it with you barking orders at me Goldman. I’m calling the shots here. Get away from that door, and take off your fucking clothes.”

“Bite me!”

“That could be arranged,” he laughed yanking his CO to him. He held both of Goldman’s wrists with one hand while the other hand squeezed his ass brutally hard, and he got excited with the moan of pain that escaped from Goldman’s mouth. “I said take off your fucking clothes!” He began unbuttoning the blue oxford shirt even though Myron struggled to get away, and before long he had managed to get the shirt off and thrown into the floor. He loved the feel of Goldman’s soft flesh in his hands, and he lent in to take those sexy lips into his mouth. Once again Goldman yanked his head to the side to avoid the kiss, but this time Percell grabbed his chin and yanked those lips back towards his mouth. He managed to touch those lips for just a brief moment before the LT got one wrist free from the vise grip, and he hit Percell as hard as he could in the face.

Percell immediately let go of the officer and he massaged his bruised cheek instead. He couldn’t help but smile in amazement at Goldman’s action. The boy wasn’t going to give in easily, and that really turned him on. He watched his prey trying to make its way to the door. They both knew that Danny could kill Myron with his bare hands if he wanted to, but Goldman was still willing to take the chance.

“Stay the fuck away from me Percell, or I swear to God I’m going to turn you in for attempted rape. They won’t believe your story anyway. If I go to them with physical evidence of your assault; then they will dismiss your story as an attempt to cover up what you did to me.”

Percell continued to stalk his prey giving what the LT had said some thought. He wasn’t sure if the LT was right or not about them not believing his story. Regardless, he knew that he would be court-martialed for striking an officer, and attempted rape would put him in Leavenworth.

“How many years would I get for attempted rape LT?”

“I don’t know. Maybe three or four?”

“And for actual rape?”

Goldman stared at the Corporal in dread. The implication of the question was clear. The bastard was actually thinking about going on with the assault. “Percell, this is obviously not going the way either one of us planned. Let’s just call it a night and get out of this room before anything else happens. I won’t say anything to anyone about what’s happened here, and you don’t tell anyone about Anderson and me. Okay?”

“I don’t know LT. I really had my hopes up about this night, and I spent most of a month’s salary on the room…”

“I’ll give you back the money. Okay? I’ll even give you a ride back to base.”

Percell looked at the half-naked body in front of him, and rubbed his crotch teasingly. “I’m really horny LT. Can’t you at least give some more head like you did the other day?”

“No, I won’t give you a blow job, but I’ll give you some money for a girl for tonight.”

“Damn, you really are trying to avoid me aren’t you?”

“What gave you that idea? I always spit on potential lovers.” Goldman said attempting humor.

“I’m sure Anderson just loves having you spit on him, and I bet he loves using that spit to loosen your tight hole up doesn’t he? It makes me hard as a rock just thinking about your sweet little ass. God, I want you so bad Goldman. Let’s do this. I promise I won’t try to kiss you again, and it will be only a one time thing.”

“Percell, as tempting as you sound, I think its best that we end this now. Our relationship is already going to be awkward from now on, and we don’t need to further that awkwardness with sex, besides, you know that I’m involved with Anderson.”

Percell ignored Goldman’s attempt at stopping the inevitable. Instead he unzipped his pants, and took out his hard leaking cock. He gave it a couple of tugs before ridding himself of the pants entirely. He staredGoldGoldman in desperation as he sat down on the bed. He watched Myron swallowing hard in excitement, and he almost shot his load when Goldman licked his lips seductively.

“Come here and suck me off Goldman. We both know you want to. I can see it in your eyes. You liked tasting me the other day in that VC village, and I loved watching your mouth on me.”

“Is this still blackmail or are you asking me to cheat on Zeek?”

Danny knew what Myron needed to hear, so he lied, “Oh, it’s most definitely blackmail. I would never ask you cheat on the Sarg. We both know that you’re only doing this to protect Anderson’s career. Now get over here and suck my big dick you little slut.”

Myron felt a shiver of lust run down his spine and he slowly made his way over to Percell. He sank down on his knees and he took the long thick cock in his mouth for the second time. The first time it had been forced and quick, but this time he had a chance to savor the smell and taste of Percell. Zeek had always said that he sucked cock better than anyone else he had ever known, and he found that not only was he good t, bt, but he also loved doing it. He loved the feel of the soft silky flesh on his lips and on his tongue. He also loved the feeling of having his mouth filled with something so hard and so masculine.

“Oh fuck, you are so good at that baby. Suck me dry Myron. I can’t wait to cum in your mouth boy.”

Goldman increased his rhythm trying to give Danny what he so desperately wanted. When he felt the warm salty liquid hitting the back of his throat, he smiled in satisfaction. He loved the feeling of making a man cum in his mouth. “You taste so fucking good Danny. Would you like to taste me?”

“God, yes, I want to taste all of you!”

Goldman stood up and waited for Danny to take what he wanted. He felt Danny’s tongue licking his smooth flat belly, and it teased him with hot wet kisses along the waist band of his pants. He could hear Danny breathing in his scent as if he was a wild animal sniffing for danger. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long. You smell so fucking good Goldman.”

“I taste even better.”

Percell took the hint and he slowly unzipped Myron’s pants. He pulled the pants and underwear down slowly exposing one inch at a time licking Goldman teasingly the entire time. By the time he got the pants off the boy, the cock in front of him was practically screaming for relief. It was throbbing and leaking in need, and Danny licked the tip of it just enough to taste the pre-cum. It was enough to make Myron moan in ecstasy.

Percell looked up to see Goldman arching his neck backwards in pleasure. He noticed the long neck that led to his slender golden shoulders, which led to two hardened pink nipples, which led to a needy cock, which finally led to two long slender legs. He wanted nothing more than to lick every inch of Goldman’s body. “You are so fucking beautiful Myron.”

“I would be even more beautiful if you make me cum.” Goldman grabbed Percell’s head and led him to his crotch. Percell smiled at Myron’s eagerness and he swallowed the needy cock in one quick motion. He knew that it would only take a few strokes with his mouth before Goldman would explode. The boy was on fire and he needed relief now. He felt the boy’s muscles clenching and his legs began to shake as he let go of his exploding passion. Percell held onto Goldman’s hips tightly as the hot fluid ran down his throat and he decided then and there that Myron tasted better than anything else he had ever tasted. Even his mother’s cookies couldn’t compete with the essence of Lieutenant Myron Goldman.

“Did you like the way I tasted?”

“Fuck yeah, but I think I need to sample other parts of your body.” He turned Goldman around and found himself facing the most perfect ass cheeks he had ever had the pleasure of seeing. He grabbed the cheeks and spread them apart to reveal the puckered entrance. He spat on the hole, and he heard Myron moan in pleasure. The boy sure did like it nasty, and he wasn’t going to disappoint the slut. He spread his own spit all over the hole wetting horohoroughly, and he wasted no time in penetrating the ring of muscle with his tongue. He felt Goldman thrusting backwards fucking himself on Percell’s tongue. Cruelly, he pulled back away from the horny ass.

“What the fuck are you doing Percell? Please don’t stop.”

“Don’t stop what?”

“Damn you Percell. You know I want you to fuck me with your tongue!”

“Well maybe I would rather fuck you with something else.”

“I don’t care if you use your tongue, fingers, or cock, but I want something inside of me right now!”

“You are such an insistent slut aren’t you?”

Percell eagerly returned to tongue fucking Goldman. “Oh God Danny, that’s it baby. Get me all wet and loose for your big cock!”

Danny grabbed the lube he had placed on the nightstand earlier and squeezed some on his finger. He inserted two fingers into Myron quickly and as painlessly as possible. Once again, Myron thrust backwards taking in all of the fingers. Percell bent his fingers slightly touching Myron’s “sweet spot”. He got painfully hard listening to Myron begging and pleading for more, and he couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled his fingers out smiling at Goldman’s protest of not to stop.

“Stop bitching. I’m going to give you what you want LT.” He turned the LT around and pulled him towards his lap. “I want you to sit on my cock slut. Fuck yourself on my big dick. Show me how much you want me boy.”

Myron did as he was told, and mpalmpaled himself on the massive tool. Percell leaned back on his elbows so that he could watch the beautiful boy fucking himself. He found himself thinking God for putting Myron Goldman into his life. He didn’t even mind the fact that he had to fight in this fucking hell hole to have him.

“You feel so good Myron. Ride me good baby. Make me cum in that sweet ass of yours.”

Goldman increased his speed and he squeezed Percell’s chest hard using it for support. “se tse touch me Danny. Touch my nipples, squeeze my hips, and stroke my cock.”

Percell managed to do all three actions, as well as grabbing Goldman’s ass cheeks and helping him fuck himself. He stared into Myron’s eyes wishing that he could kiss that pretty mouth, but that was reserved for Anderson, and he felt a sudden resentment towards his sergeant.

“I’m not going to last much longer Danny. You feel so fucking good inside me.”

Percell grabbed the base of Myron’s cock and squeezed. He wasreadready to get off this ride just yet, and Goldman was just going to have to wait. “As much as I was enjoying watching my slut fuck his horny ass on my cock, I want you on your knees instead. Move to the center of the bed and poke out that pretty ass of yours.”

Myron did as he was told, and within moments, Percell had managed to fill him up once again. Percell set a brutally hard and quick pace that forced him to grab Myron’s hips hard just to hold him in place. Myron didn’t mind the force, but he was having problems breathing through all of his own moans of pleasure and words of gratitude.

“Yes, that’s the spot Danny…God! I love your cock!”

Percell couldn’t hold out much longer, and he wondered how the hell Anderson kept up with the boy. He was wearing him out, and he didn’t know when he would be physically capable of fucking again. The boy withering around and begging for pleasure made his dick ache constantly and that sweet ass squeezing him made him spasm in unbelievable pleasure. Before he could stop it, he shot his creamy cum into Goldman’s assholusinusing Myron to shoot his load onto the bedspread. Percell collapsed on the bed beside the needy slut, and turned sideways so that he could look into Goldman’s eyes, and once again he found himself wanting to kiss those lips.

No words were exchanged. They both understood that what had just happened was a one time thing, and it was to never leave this room. He knew that Goldman would feel guilty about what had happened, and he wasn’t sure if was going to be able to face the Sergeant in the morning himself. He had taken what was rightfully Anderson’s, and he knew that there would be hell to face if Anderson ever found out.

He wasn’t surprised when Goldman got up off the bed and started dressing, He knew that this would happen, but he didn’t expect the feeling of emptiness that he was experiencing.

“I know I don’t need to say this, but…”

“This changes nothing. I’m still the Corporal and you’re still the Lieutenant, and this never happens again. It’s cool really LT. It was all for fun anyway.”

“Okay. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow then. We leave at 07:00 hours for another recon mission.”

Percell watched Goldman walking out the door and he closed his eyes in disbelief. This was all suppose to be about fun and sex, but somehow it had turned into something more. Despite the dirty talk and the some what ed eed encounter, he felt something for Goldman that he shouldn’t have been feeling.

He cursed himself out loud, “You are so fucking stupid Danny. You made fun of Horn for his sappy feelings for the LT, and now you’ve gone and done it too. How that hell could you fall in love with him? You know he’ll never be yours, and how the hell could he feel anything for me after what I did to get him here in the first place?”

As he allowed the exhaustion to overtake him and sleep was soon to follow, he couldn’t help but to think about Anderson and Goldman’s relationship. Despite what he felt for the LT, he could only hope that this little Saigon rendezvous with Goldman wouldn’t get out. He wanted Goldman to be happy, and he now realized that Anderson was the one for that job. He could only hope that one day he would one day be able to make someone else happy himself, and that he would have the chance to be loved by that someone, and he also knew that working near Goldman everyday was truly going to be hell. The Nam would seem like a party compared to hiding his feeling of love from Goldman, and he wanted nothing more than to kiss Goldman and show him how he felt about him.

His last thought as he fell asleep, was that he had wanted Goldman’s body, he had wanted to control the officer, he had wanted the LT to follow his orders for a change, but ultimately Goldman got Percell’s heart, and that sure as hell wasn’t what Daneedneeded.


The End