Soldier

by AKM Miles

  “Oh, yeah. I’m beautiful, all right.”

  “Am I, to you?”

  “God, yes.”

  “Then why is it hard to believe you are to me? I get hard just looking at you, smelling you when you walk by, hearing you talk about the boys and seeing how you care for them. You’re awesome, a hot, sexy, beautiful man. Mine. Yes?” Dillon asked, looking up into Soldier’s face somewhat adoringly.

  Soldier thought Dillon was more than beautiful, looking up at him like that, water streaming over his face, his long lashes wet and spiky-looking. He got caught up just looking for a second then remembered to answer. “Yours. Yes.”

  They pulled back the covers and crawled into each other’s arms and lay still for a few minutes, just being together. They began to move their hands over each other’s bodies, not greedily, but slowly and gently, mapping over the contours of muscles and scars and smooth skin.

  They were lying still again, facing each other, trying to get their breath under control. Talking wasn’t necessary. Dillon reached up to smooth his fingertips over Soldier’s face.

  “This face is becoming so dear to me. You swept in and changed my life, the boy’s lives. It’s overwhelming, the feelings I have.”

  “Are you upset that I came in and just made myself a part of your lives?”

  “No, not at all. I’m thrilled. It was a struggle every day to find enough for them to eat and make sure they were, if not happy, at least content.” Dillon reached to trace Soldier’s lips as he talked. It seemed he couldn’t be this close and not touch. “They were beginning to feel safe and comfortable, and then you come along and now they’re safer and more comfortable. How could that bother me?”

  “I just worry that I’ve taken over too much. I don’t want you to ever feel like that, like I’ve overstepped. Please tell me when I do.”

  “Soldier. Did you put my name on your bank accounts and the others for the boys?”

  “Yes, I told you.”

  “You did that after spending one night in the backyard with me and Gom. How does a man do that? Give so much, after so little exposure. What if I was, I don’t know... not honest or something?”

  Soldier’s let his admiration and respect for Dillon show in his eyes and his voice. “Get real. I’ve seen what you do, what you’ve given up so they can have things. I’ve seen how they affect you. And I’ve seen the effect you and your caring have had on them. They’re thrilled with me right now because I’m giving them things they haven’t had, but you... you’re the brains and the heart of all of it.”

  “And you’re becoming the backbone, the strength.”

  “I’m just glad you let me come in and join you. It’s given my life new meaning. I thought hard about this.” Soldier really had, and wanted Dillon to know he was serious about his commitment to working on a relationship with both him and the boys.

  “I know you have. My admiration for you knows no bounds,” Dillon admitted.

  “I know it all seems to be happening quickly. That’s how I work. But it’s not just a whim or something to kill time. This is it. This is what I want to do. I’m loving all of it.”

  Dillon let him know right away, “I’m loving the time with you. I needed to be like this with you. I don’t want to give you up.”

  “I’m staying, with the kids, with you, especially with you. I’m going to either build an apartment in the back or build on one of the lots on either side. I’m thinking of expanding the whole thing, making more room or putting in different areas for the boys. When summer’s over, we’re going to have to think about school. Nightmare, huh? I guess there are papers on these kids?”

  “Daniel has all that at the shelter. I just house them and care for them right now.”

  “Together, we’ll figure out what’s going to happen. Right now, I want to follow through on a promise I made you earlier. After that, I’d love it if you’d fuck me with that long, gorgeous dick of yours. You want that?” Soldier was needing again.

  “Hell, yes. What promise?”

  “Turn over and put that pillow under you. I want your ass up in the air where I can get to it with my mouth, my tongue. Have you ever been rimmed?” Soldier smiled at the look on Dillon’s face.

  “No. I haven’t done too much. But I know what it is. Wondered how it would feel. You sure?” Dillon looked like he might expire on the spot just thinking about Soldier’s mouth on his ass.

  “Oh, yeah. I’m gonna make you hum and sing and sigh for me. Over.” Soldier ordered, but soothed the command with a sweet kiss, tongue flicking across Dillon’s lips, teasing him. Dillon, no fool, was quick to comply and within seconds, he was moaning at the feel of Soldier’s lips and tongue at the base of his spine.

  ***

  Oooooh, wet and soft and it made him all shivery. Dillon started to say something, he didn’t know what, when Soldier slid his tongue right down between his cheeks and he thought he’d come right off the bed. He couldn’t believe how hot that was.

  “Oh, shit. Soldier, oh... mmmm... honey... that... oh!” Dillon didn’t know you could even do that. Soldier's tongue was inside his ass. Soldier had spread Dillon’s cheeks wide and pushed right in with his hot wet pointed tongue. Oh, Lordy, was there ever such a feeling?

  Dillon decided then and there that he had to do this for Soldier. Did Soldier know what it felt like? Dillon was panting and trying to push back against Soldier, wanting more of that feeling. Soldier reached down with one hand and started caressing the area between Dillon’s balls and the little puckered bundle of nerves around his hole. Dillon was just a quivering mass of sensation as Soldier continued his caresses up onto and around his ball sac and back to the soft sensitive skin right behind them.

  “My God, I don’t... I’ve never, oh, please...” Dillon didn’t even know what to say as Soldier pulled his tongue out and replaced it with two fingers and began to finger-fuck Dillon as his tongue moved down to caress the area his fingers had encountered earlier. Those fingers knew right where to go and they tagged his gland again and again. Dillon couldn’t stand it. He shot all over the pillow and had to cover his mouth to hold in the sobs of release.

  Soldier crawled up, pulled the pillow out from under him and lay right over him. “I think you like rimming.”

  “Ya think?” Dillon was almost embarrassed at how much he liked it, how he’d lost all control. He tried to turn, wanting to see Soldier. Soldier eased off him and over to the side, just waiting with his arms open. Dillon went happily. He needed to be held after that.

  “My God. That was amazing. That’s about the most intimate thing I’ve ever dreamed of, much less done. Have you ever... I mean has anyone ever done that to you?”

  “No. Heard some guys talking about it once. Wondered on it. I thought about it. Never thought I’d want to. With you, there was no doubt. I want it all with you.” Soldier’s eyes grew warm as he looked into Dillon’s.

  “Like, you’d let me do that to you? 'Cause I want to. I want you to know how that feels. I don’t think I’d want anyone else to do that to me, and I know I couldn’t even think about doing it to anyone else, but you, I’d love to.”

  “Damn. Make me so hot just thinking about it. How much time do we have? We’re gonna run out of time before we get everything we want to do in. We still have to shop. 'Member?”

  “Oh, God.” Dillon whipped his head over to the clock by the bed.

  “Woo-hoo. It’s only five. We should probably leave about seven to get all the stuff done. Two hours. I believe it’s your turn to wiggle and moan a little. Wanna assume the position, Soldier?”

  “Which one is that, Dillon?”

  “The one I was just in. I want to share that with you. I can’t believe how it feels. I want you to know how you made me feel. Okay?”

  “Bring it on. I’d love it.”

  “What if I do it wrong? I’ve never...”

  “I hadn’t either, remember? Just do whatever you want. I can’t imagine anything feeling bad. I’m all yours
to play with, sweetheart.”

  “Sweetheart. Cool. I’ll be your sweetheart.” Dillon smiled as he moved the pillow up under Soldier as his lover pushed up from the bed. He got into position and started the same way Soldier had. He flicked it with his tongue lightly, again and again, loving the response that got.

  “Fuck me. Dillon, I need you inside me, now, deep. That long hard cock, deep in me. Please.” Soldier had the presence of mind to reach for the tube and hand it back to him. Dillon quickly slathered them both and set his prick right at the sweet, hot hole before him. He pushed in and didn’t stop until he found himself tight against Soldier’s butt cheeks. He wiggled around and moved, trying to push in as far as he could get.

  He got great sounds for his efforts. Then he began to pull out and the sensation of the drag against his cock had him holding on tight to Soldier’s hips and hoping he could give him a good ride. Dillon started to hum deep in his throat and took a tighter grip on Soldier and rammed him as hard as he could manage.

  ***

  “Oh, yes! God, Dillon. Harder. Fuck. You’re so deep... fuck me... oh, don’t stop.” Soldier’s whole body was quaking, pleasure making him moan and plead. “Please, oh... you’ve made me a babbling idiot. I don’t care... just don’t stop. Jesus, I’ve never felt like this.” His fingers grasped the sheet and his toes curled as he admitted, “I’ve never in my life begged anyone for anything. Please, don’t stop. More, harder.” He was begging now.

  He began to rock back to meet each of Dillon’s thrusts and he was heaving so for breath, it seemed his heart would burst out of his chest,. Soldier wanted this to go on forever. The tightness gathering in his balls and the tingles in his cock let him know he was about to blow and he figured Dillon couldn’t last much longer, but, oh my, what a fuck.

  Soldier came first, hard, and squeezed Dillon’s cock that was buried up his ass, milking it hard as he spasmed and groaned through his orgasm. He was thrilled when Dillon managed a few more thrusts before coming deep inside him. Dillon groaned as Soldier continued to squeeze his cheeks to give Dillon the most friction and sensation he could.

  Dillon smiled down at him before he settled on Soldier’s chest. “We’ve got a problem.”

  “Hmmmm?” That was all Soldier could manage.

  “I don’t think I can move. Putty. I’m putty. You know putty?”

  “Yeah. That soft stuff you roll around in your hands?”

  “Yep. That’s me. Putty.”

  “My putty.”

  “Yep,” Dillon chuckled. “Your putty.”

  “Rest a minute. Then we’ll shower again, with lots of kissing. I want lots of kissing. Then we’ll dress, shop, grab a bite, the juice, and go home to our boys.”

  “You just described heaven. This whole day has been the happiest of my life. Waking up with you in the house, you working with the boys on the stairs, those crazy dogs you and Gom brought home, and this little bit of bliss. That is a word I don’t think I’ve ever used. But it sure describes sex with you.” Dillon rattled off a few more he’d never had occasion to use. “Bliss, ecstasy, delight, rapture. All words I don’t come into contact with on a daily basis, but I now know exactly what they mean, making love to you.”

  “Everything you said... right back at you. I agree with all of it. You make me so happy. I never thought I’d call someone sweetheart... ever. You are my heart. I know I sound sappy, but I don’t care. I want some more time, but I think we’re building something here, something strong and good." Soldier looked up into Dillon’s eyes.

  “I feel the same way. I won’t rush in and make declarations yet, but, oh, I love being with you, doing anything at all, but this... only with you.” Dillon agreed.

  “Come on. Brush teeth, shower, and much kissing.”

  “What, you don’t want to kiss me after I licked your asshole?” Dillon sputtered. He acted like he was going to kiss Soldier and then laughed out loud as Soldier ducked. He laughed again as Soldier hopped out of bed, reached for him, lifted him up, and carried him into the bathroom.

  They stood beside each other at the sink. Dillon turned and plastered himself to Soldier’s side as Soldier brushed his teeth, then cleaned the brush and handed it to Dillon, smiling. Dillon brushed and spit and wiped his mouth and laughed again as Soldier turned to sit on the counter, putting them on a more even level, and took his mouth immediately.

  The kiss started out like Dillon was a sweet, young virgin. Soldier was just touching Dillon’s lips and coming back again and again for soft touches. Then he added his tongue and licked gently across Dillon's lips, not even going inside.

  After the long, hard sex they’d just had, kissing like this, with softness and sweetness, was just an amazing feeling to Soldier. Dillon started to reciprocate in the same manner, putting his tongue out to touch Soldier’s before hiding back in his mouth. Dillon eased it out again and sighed into Soldier’s mouth as it opened and Dillon touched tongues with him.

  ***

  Dillon was entranced with just this. Their tongues continued to mate, lovingly and carefully. Right now, hunger was appeased and sweet tenderness reigned. Dillon would never have thought this big man, this hardened soldier, had this kind of softness in him. He slowly eased his tongue into Soldier’s mouth and sighed as Soldier’s lips closed on it and he was caught. Soldier teased it, tangled with it, sucked it, and loved on it, all slow, soft, gentle. Dillon had to hold on to Soldier’s arms to keep standing. He was getting weak just from this heavenly kiss.

  Dillon took Soldier into his soul and made him welcome. He wouldn’t tell Soldier yet, feeling it was a little too early to make such a declaration, but Dillon belonged to him now. Finally, they came up for air and Dillon dropped his face into Soldier’s neck.

  “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever done. You’re an amazing man. I... I am a lucky man.” Dillon kissed Soldier's neck and turned to start the shower. He stepped in and Soldier was right behind him. Dillon stood as Soldier soaped his whole body, every single inch, then shampooed his hair. Soldier rinsed him off and then stood as Dillon did the same for him, clearly enjoying every second.

  Shopping quickly, they were pleased with their purchases and managed to get juice and stuff to make ice cream sundaes for the kids before bed tonight as a surprise. Soon, the men were headed back to the house with joy and contentment in their hearts. They turned onto their street.

  Oh, holy hell. There was a police car in front of the house. Soldier roared up into the drive and to the back door as usual. Dillon was out of the truck before it had fully stopped. Soldier ran to the door right behind Dillon. What the fuck? No one here would have called the police. What could have happened?

  Chapter Nine

  Soldier was almost afraid of what he’d find as he stepped in right behind Dillon. It was quiet in the kitchen and he wondered where the children and dogs were hiding. They walked into the front room and found Daniel on the couch and a police officer sitting in what had become Soldier’s chair.

  “Hey, guys. What’s up?” Soldier hoped he sounded casual, not like he was scared shitless something was wrong with the kids.

  “No problem, Soldier. This is Officer Mike Bradford. He has this beat and he’d always thought this house was more or less abandoned. I was explaining it was an extension of the shelter.”

  Daniel gestured to Dillon and went on to say, “Dillon works for us here and takes in the boys who don’t work out in placements with the social services.” He spoke to Dillon now, “He was asking about some of them and I was giving him the rundown on them when you showed up.” Daniel was obviously trying to let them know he had set the scene for them. “Dillon, I told him you had just received your license to be a foster parent and that’s how you’re able to keep the boys here.”

  This was news to Soldier. It was a great idea, but he hadn’t known it. It would explain a lot, but he couldn’t believe Dillon hadn't told him.

  “And you, sir, are you also a foster parent?” Officer Bradford looked at S
oldier.

  “No, but I plan to look into it. I’m interested in being one for sure. I like what’s going on here. Actually, I own pretty much this whole street. My grandfather bought this whole block when he started investing years ago. I just came here recently. Been a little busy in Iraq.”

  “Yes, sir. So you, uh, you live here now?”

  “No, I have a suite at the Hartland Court. I have sacked out in that very chair a couple of times, but I’m thinking of building on one of the other lots. Is there a problem?” If there was, Soldier wanted to meet it head on, right now. He wanted to know what they were dealing with here.

  “Not at all. Daniel here assures me that everything is in order for the boys that are here, not that I’ve seen any of them tonight. I keep hearing some whining, though.”