The Military Boy - At War

Chapter 5 | Elle Intentions

~Flashback -London, England a few years prior~

The notable author, Samuel Johnson, once stated...

"You find no man, at all intellectual, who is willing to leave London. Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford."

I was leaving London.

Mum and Dad had enough of my aimless partying. Their ultimatum had presented an opportunity for me to find a purpose. I had joined the military and had become an RAF pilot. This should have been gratifying enough for me, but it wasn't. I still felt empty. I was missing something, but I wasn't even sure what that something was. Whatever it was, it wasn't in London. I would be flying out in two days on a mission to support other NATO members in Operation Desert Storm.

Tonight was my last hurrah. One last party under my belt, one last carefree night with whoever was available before my duty took me to a foreign land. This party my mate Felix had described was going to be lit. Apparently, there was a new group of girls he invited, and it meant the night would get interesting. Instead of our usual block parties on the south side in Brixton, this party was held in the Hackney Downs area north of the river. Nothing good ever happened on the north side... not for me anyway.

I'd found an empty lawn chair off to one side and sank into it after losing count of the shots my friends and I had taken. Maybe I should have eaten something first to absorb the alcohol. Maybe I shouldn't have accepted the spliff that was being passed around. I remember making out with a perky redhead with large glossy blue eyes and freckles. My hand was up her skirt while her mouth was on mine. As I hiked it higher up, my mind went further south. Did the auburn and fiery red curls on her head match the colour of the hair down here? Was she bare? Would I get a chance to see it? People surrounded us, but she wasn't modest, and I couldn't care less.

We were still drinking and smoking up when she started grinding down on my leg. She whispered dirty things in my ear, and I lost my patience. Under the shield of her skirt, I slid her panties over and cupped her. Completely bare. Too bad... I wouldn't be able to determine the colour of the hair between her legs, after all.

Two of my fingers ended up inside her... pumping. She shifted positions and began to move... fucking my fingers in the middle of the group we sat in. Everyone was wasted, and no one cared, but my mate Morgan pulled out his phone. "Yes! Yes! My Man!" He chuckled as he began recording. "Get her off good, then send her here. She can take a seat in my lap next so I can remind her what she liked last week." He kept recording, and normally it wouldn't matter, but I was getting tired of the shit he always pulled. With my new image and position in the Airforce, I needed to be careful. "Put that away! Why you gotta get this on camera. Allow me, bro! Can't you see I got a rep to keep now?" If this video did get out, people might not recognize me in dim lights with my hoodie on. I purposely only spoke the way I did with my mates, so no one else caught on. Morgan sheepishly put his phone away, kissing his teeth in the process. He wants this girl? He can have her... except she's preoccupied at the moment!

I didn't recall coming indoors or making my way to the bedroom, but somehow I had made it up here. The redhead was here, and she had a friend with long shiny dark hair who looked oddly familiar. I went three solid rounds. Once with each of them and then with both together. Eventually, the redhead had to leave. The oddly familiar girl with the shiny dark hair wanted to go at it again, and I was wary but still inclined to oblige, except we were out of condoms. She insisted that I wait in the room and returned shortly with a friend, a tall, skinny blonde girl, and a condom.

"She'll let us use it if she can join in." I was stretched out on the bed, stroking myself and contemplating if I had it in me. How long will I be away in the middle east? Will this be my last fuck for a while? Months...no, maybe a year? "The more, the merrier.... but you two start with each other first." I'd have to work myself up ... I wasn't interested enough to carry through with this. They weren't special. No one ever was.