P. O. W.

by Max Vos

  Looking down, Stone said, “Yes, sir.”

  “Now, they are going to take you to a secure room to debrief you,” Officer Anderson said. “After they get everything they need, Benoit, your new friend Dr. Hakim, and the young man you brought with you will be on a flight to Ramstein Air Force Base. While at Landstuhl Hospital, you’ll more than likely be sequestered, in the beginning at least. This type of information is a hot potato right now, and it may take a while before things settle down. Right now, we need to get all of you out of the country as quickly as possible.”

  “Yes, sir. Understood, sir.” What the CO was actually saying was for Stone to keep his mouth shut until told otherwise.

  “The politicos are going to have their panties in a wad over this, I’m afraid. Your little escape, it seems, took out close to a hundred Taliban, and some were unusually high up, like the Duhdullas.” The sour look on CO Anderson’s face said more than his words. “This is blowing up in the face of some of the Afghan government, proving that they were on the take from these assholes.”

  There was nothing for Stone to add, so he remained silent, waiting for Anderson to continue.

  “Um…now, what about you and Dr. Hakim? I don’t mean to be nosing around in your business or anything, but what I walked in on looked pretty serious.” Anderson grinned like a wolf.

  Stone again felt his face go hot. “Yes, sir, I guess it is, sir.” Stone wasn’t going to hide any longer.

  “And what about your rejoining? You’d said that you had planned to do so. Is that still a go?”

  “Sir, I don’t think so, sir. After this, I think I’ve had enough.” Stone hadn’t even thought of it until that moment. Originally, Benoit and Stone had talked about making this a career.

  “I’m sorry to hear that, Stone. You’re one of the best I’ve got, but I completely understand.” Anderson seemed to be terribly disappointed, but accepting. “I looked it up, and your discharge date is only a little over a month away. I’d say you’ll be spending the remaining part of your enlistment time in Germany.” All of a sudden, he seemed unusually tired. “I’ll be at the debriefing, and I will do what I can to keep it as brief as possible. You’ve been through enough without having to deal with some of those windbags that are going to be in there.”

  “Sir, thank you, sir. I appreciate everything that you have done, and if I may say so, sir, I have enjoyed, very much, serving under you, sir.” CO Anderson was one of those whom you can only hope to have as your CO, and it had been a great pleasure getting to know him.

  “Thank you, Stoner. That means a lot to an old coot like me.” He smiled back.

  * * * * *

  Less than an hour later, Stone was wheeled into the secure room in a very uncomfortable wheelchair, as his CO had said would happen. Three hours later, exhausted, he was returned to the hospital ward. He asked the orderly to take him to see Benoit.

  “Sir, I have orders to take you straight back to bed,” the orderly said.

  “If you don’t take me, I’ll get up and take myself, so which is it going to be?” Stone asked, putting on his hard, fighting face, his voice low and threatening.

  One look by the orderly and he knew that Stone was deadly serious, and gave in.

  “Okay, but only for a minute. If they catch you in there, we’ll both have hell to pay.” The orderly looked around uneasily as he turned Stone’s wheelchair in another direction.

  The pain in Stone’s arm was intense, since he’d not been given anything for pain so he’d be clear-headed for the debriefing, but Stone was going to see Benoit, no matter what.

  When Stone got to Benoit’s little cubicle, Benoit was pretty doped up, but his big goofy smile let his buddy know he was going to be okay. They chatted for a few brief minutes before the orderly forced Stone to leave.

  Back in his bed, Stone was given something for the pain. The last thing he remembered seeing was Abbas’s smiling face. He slept well.

  Chapter 16

  CO Anderson had been right. After the four men got to the hospital in Germany, Benoit and Stone were together in one room, while Abbas and Saaleh were in another room just down the hall. All of them were cut off from the rest of the world. It seems that what had happened when they had escaped had indeed caused a significant upheaval in Afghan politics.

  As Stone understood it, they were being protected from any outsiders slipping in and trying to either get a statement or kill them, as well as keeping any information from getting out that they, the higher-ups, didn’t want to get out. Benoit and Stone were amused by the whole thing; Abbas, however, was not. He was feeling like a caged animal. Saaleh was just enjoying all the attention, and the seemingly endless amounts of food available. Typical of a teenaged boy, he was a bottomless pit.

  Abbas and Stone were actually healthy enough to be discharged, but they were being kept together, at least until things had blown over. Since Saaleh was still bedridden, all of them tended to hang out together in his and Abbas’s room, playing cards, watching TV, or whatever else they could find to keep themselves occupied. Saaleh was starting to pick up bits and pieces of English, and seemed anxious to learn more. Stone, in the back of his mind, was a little concerned about what was going to happen to Saaleh once they were discharged from the hospital. He truly was a sweet kid.

  It turned out that Saaleh’s parents had been killed in a bombing when Saaleh was only ten years old, and he’d had nowhere to go. The Taliban had snatched him up, and he’d been with them ever since, a tactic the Taliban used to recruit new members. It turned Stone’s stomach thinking about what they did to young kids.

  Abbas and Stone had managed to sneak off to spend some time alone, thanks mostly to Benoit, who vacated the room he shared with Stone to allow the two to have their private time.

  One afternoon, Saaleh had dozed off, and Benoit didn’t appear too far behind him. Sitting in the room’s recliner, Benoit finally nodded off, and Stone motioned for Abbas to follow him. When they got to Benoit’s and Stone’s room, the Marine closed the door and led Abbas to his bed. Slowly, Stone stripped Abbas of his scant clothing, and kissed and licked places that had been covered.

  He took great delight in learning every nook and cranny of Abbas’s body. His dark, tight nipples nestled in his thick, black chest hair. That particular spot he liked to have nipped at behind his ear, and Stone’s favorite, the furry space from his navel to the top of his pubic hair. For Stone, that was the sexiest spot on Abbas’s whole body.

  Of course, Stone had fallen in love with his nice-sized cock and low-hanging balls, encased in their fuzzy sac. Abbas’s taste and smell nearly drove the American insane with desire. It seemed he couldn’t get enough of him.

  The first time Stone went for his ass, rimming him, he thought Abbas was going to crawl out of his skin. Abbas has one of the finest asses Stone had ever seen, and to bury his face in his hairy ass crack was pure heaven to the blonde. To know this man so intimately, to have access to this most sensitive area of a man, to be able to give him such pleasure, was more than Stone could ever have hoped for.

  They found out that both liked to receive as well as give when it came to sex. The first time Stone entered Abbas’ hot, tight ass, he knew that he would never tire of this extraordinary man. The way his dark pucker would grip Stone’s pink dick, the hair around his hole feathering around the shaft of his cock as the American pulled out of Abbas, was like nothing he had ever experienced before.

  When Abbas would take Stone, the fat mushroom head of his dark cock would hit spots inside him that he had never known existed. When Abbas fucked Stone, rarely did he ever touch himself, and Stone always came so hard that it was almost painful, his muscles contracting so tightly.

  Today, however, Stone wanted to please Abbas, to show him how much he adored him, how much he loved him. Pushing him back onto the bed, Stone crawled between his legs, kissing and licking his think, hairy legs as he made his way to the ‘Promised Land’, of what awaited him between those thick, hairy l
egs.

  Stone suckled Abbas’s testicles, savoring the taste and texture. Pushing his legs back, he licked around Abbas’ winking hole, taking considerable satisfaction from the enjoyment Abbas was obviously getting from all the attention there. He pushed and bucked up into Stone, wanting more of the invading tongue pushing in and out of him.

  Seeing how Abbas’s cock was twitching, so much pre-cum leaking from the swollen glands, the hair on his stomach now soaked, Stone knew it was time to go for the gold. The big Marine swallowed Abbas’s cock whole, burying his nose in the thick dark bush, the head throbbing away deep in Stone’s throat. Abbas nearly came off the bed, his dick was so sensitive by this time.

  Slowly, Stone withdrew, leaving only the head in his mouth. He probed the tiny slit there, milking as much of the slick pre-cum as he could get, before sucking hard, swallowing him down again.

  Stone did this repeatedly, never going fast enough to let poor Abbas come, keeping him on the edge. The hairy Arab started flopping around on the bed, begging for release, yet Stone still tortured him, making it last. His sadistic side enjoying the teasing, Stone listened to Abbas beg for mercy.

  Feeling sorry for him after a bit, Stone worked to get him off, which did not take very long at all. Stone’s reward was thick ropes of Abbas’ heavy salty-sweet cream, coursing up out of his pulsing manhood, filling the blonde’s mouth over and over. Stone was so turned on by this man that he shot his own load onto the sheets beneath him. The Marine bucked and hunched into the bedding, dumping a massive load there.

  When Stone finally let Abbas’s softening dick from his mouth, the American started to laugh.

  “What is so funny?” Abbas asked, a puzzled look on his face.

  “I wonder what the nurses think when they change my bed.” Stone continued to laugh. “I bet they’re going to have to replace this mattress, there are so many cum stains on it now.”

  They both laughed as they cuddled up close to each other, then fell asleep.

  * * * * *

  Stone woke up sometime later to see Benoit staring down at them from the foot of the bed, a sly grin on his face. Stone’s face rested on Abbas’s hairy chest, the Arab’s leg thrown over his thick thigh. Abbas’ hairy crotch was fully exposed, showing his semi-hard dick.

  “Time for you two to get up.” Benoit sneered at his buddy, knowing what they had been doing earlier. “Dinner will be here shortly, and I don’t think you want to be found in this position.”

  Stone blew him a raspberry before he gently woke Abbas up.

  When Abbas saw Benoit standing there, his modesty kicked in, and he tried to cover himself with the sheet and blanket beneath them, with no luck.

  “Don’t be concerned with trying to cover yourself, Abbas, I’ve already seen it all,” Benoit teased him.

  Poor Abbas blushed crimson from embarrassment.

  Laughing at the two men, Benoit threw their clothes at them, letting them get dressed as he went into the bathroom. “Wish I had a camera, I could use some good blackmail material about now.” He smugly laughed as the door closed behind him.

  Abbas looked at Stone, thinking Benoit had been serious. Stone could only laugh at the whole situation.

  Chapter 17

  A few days later, the foursome got the word that they were going to the States. All of them. It seemed that all the things that Benoit and Stone had asked for had been granted. Of course, it didn’t hurt any that Benoit, in a not-so-veiled threat, said something about going to the press, with a blow-by-blow, detailed account of what had happened at the compound. Since things that were coming out about the whole ordeal weren’t exactly a hundred percent true, it might prove to be a bit embarrassing had that gotten out.

  The first thing Stone asked for was a student visa for Abbas with the possibility for asylum, so he could continue his education and stay in the States if he wanted, and for his entire family. The second was for Stone to be able to adopt Saaleh, and to take him back home with him. Of course, he wasn’t any too pleased to be told that he was going to be seventeen again. He was frightfully proud to be eighteen, if indeed he was, but he needed to be a minor for Stone to adopt him legally and take him home. Since there was no record of Saaleh, or of his birth, it was easy enough for the brass to accomplish.

  Stone also asked that Benoit be sent home to finish his rehabilitation, so that he could be with his family. Benoit didn’t know Stone had asked for that, and was overjoyed at the prospect of being able to spend time with his wife and son.

  Not only did Stone get everything that he asked for, he got a bonus! Abbas not only got his visa, but also got a guarantee, in writing, that he would be able to become a US citizen once he got his diploma. The doctor who had patched Benoit and Stone up also came through. He contacted someone at Emory, and now Abbas was going to go to school, and it would be completely paid for. Things were really looking up for all of them.

  Later that night, tired from celebrating, Stone said good night and headed off to bed. Benoit said that he also was tired, and was calling it a night. The two Marines walked side by side down the hall to their room.

  Once inside, Stone got to his bed and pulled down the sheet and blanket, preparing to get in, when Benoit tapped him on the shoulder. Stone turned around to see what he wanted. Benoit had the oddest look on his face, a look that Stone couldn’t get a read on.

  “My grandmother once told me that whenever you had a bad memory, the best thing to do was to make a good one to replace it.” With both hands on either side of Stone’s face, Benoit kissed him. It wasn’t the casual kiss that a friend might give another friend, either.

  Stone was so shocked he just stood there until Benoit broke away from him, ending the kiss.

  “Benoit…” Stone started to say, but was cut off.

  “Sammy, I need this. I need to be with you, on our own terms,” Benoit pleaded.

  Stone still loved Benny, but he knew he wasn’t in love with his best friend any longer. Yes, he still loved him, but it was different now. Infatuated? Yes, he thought so. Lusting after him? Yes. Yes, Stone did love him, as he would love no other man, especially after what they had gone through together, but he knew that he wasn’t in love with Benoit. They had a bond that would be forever shared, something that no one else could possibly understand. How could Stone say no to him?

  Stone knew he couldn’t say no, so he kissed Benoit instead. Stone kissed him like he had always imagined he would kiss him, and Benoit responded. He kissed Stone back the way Stone had always wished he would, on those long, lonely nights that they had spent next to each other, never touching.

  They slowly removed each other’s clothes, taking their time, touching one another. There were a lot of knowing looks between them. When they were completely naked, they climbed into Stone’s bed, where Benoit took the lead.

  Benoit made love to Stone like he hadn’t imagined. It was so much better than anything Stone had dreamt of. He kissed Stone all over, sucking and teasing his nipples to the point where Stone was almost in tears. When Benoit got to Stone’s dick, he hesitated, but only for a millisecond before going down on him, blowing Stone like a pro.

  Benoit brought Stone to the edge several times before finally backing off and targeting his friend’s hefty balls. He would suck one into his mouth and swirl his tongue around it, bathing it in his spittle, before treating the other the same way. He licked and sucked on Stone’s big balls until he was satisfied that Stone had had enough.

  Benoit blew Stone completely away when he shoved his legs back onto his chest, and rimmed his fellow Marine as if there were no tomorrow. The scruffiness of Benoit’s beard stubble scraped all of Stone’s sensitive areas there, making them even more sensitive. Before he was done, he had Stone begging him to fuck his ass.

  With only spit as lube, Benoit slowly entered Stone, looking into his eyes as he did, sinking his dick into the blonde. He took his time, going slowly. When he had all of his thick dick inside Stone, he stopped, letting him adjust, and t
hen kissed his best friend passionately.

  Rotating his hips at first, grazing Stone’s prostate, making him moan for more, Benoit watched Stone, looking at what did it for him. Little by little, he started to pump in and out of Stone, adjusting to make sure he was receiving the maximum pleasure. Benoit took his time. He wasn’t fucking Stone, he was making love to him, and Stone felt his love covering him like a warm, soft blanket.

  Benoit kept building and building until he was slamming into Stone’s quivering ass, as Stone begged him to go harder and deeper. It was as if he were trying to drill Stone’s ass right through the mattress.

  Stone couldn’t take any more. Benoit’s fuzzy abdominals brushing against Stone’s dick was all it took. Stone started shooting, blasting a thick load of cum between them. Benoit kissed Stone, muffling his cries as he came, trapping the hot load between them.

  Stone’s orgasm was almost done when Benoit started getting off, his load plastering Stone’s insides. His rich baby batter squished out as he continued to pump his dick in and out of Stone’s stretched hole. When Benoit started to come, it was as if Stone had a second orgasm, shooting hard again. His nuts felt as though they were coming out the head of his dick, he was coming so hard.

  Benoit dropped on top of the blond Marine. Stone’s arms and legs wrapped around him, holding him, Benoit’s dick still lodged in his ass. He was huffing, breathing hard onto Stone’s shoulder.