war-torn

One

War. War, changes people. Whether physically or mentally, it changed you. Corporal Iain Dean had felt that change whilst on his current tour. He liked his fellow army medic, Sam. It was a bit unfortunate that she was married and from the sound of things, the marriage was going through a rocky patch. Iain's heart had skipped a beat when he saw a photo of her husband. Dylan.

Now Iain knew he was bi-sexual. Shagging his fellow comrades had certainly crossed his mind. But he'd not been brave enough to do anything about it. Until now and this photo of Dylan. Iain had stolen the photo and wanked himself off. He had leave the following week and he hadn't made any plans. Well he did now. He wanted to meet Sam's other half.

*****

Dylan had just come home from walking Dervla when there was a knock on the door. He cursed as he opened it. A man about Sam's age dressed in his army uniform stood before him. Dylan, despite having drifted away from Sam since this latest tour began, was suddenly worried.

"Is she dead?"

Iain was horrified! He hadn't thought that Dylan would automatically assume Sam had died. "No, sorry! Um, did Sam not call you to say I would pop in?"

Dylan frowned as he tried to remember what Sam had told him in their last phone call. "No, she did not."

"Actually, it was more than pop in. She said I could stay the night before heading up north to see my family. Will that be okay?"

"You'll have to sleep on the sofa. Dervla has the spare room."

Dervla? Iain didn't recall Sam mentioning anyone by that name.

"She's my dog. I've only just got her. You do like dogs?"

"Sure. And the sofa is just fine."

"Good. Well feel free to use the bathroom, kitchen if you want anything to eat. I ate with Dervla earlier. Had I known I was having a guest for the night, I would have waited."

"It's fine honestly."

"If you need anything, I'll be in the study."

Iain watched Dylan walk off towards what he presumed was the study. He needed a shower.

*****

10 minutes later, Dylan had forgotten he had a guest in the house, as he trundled his way upstairs. He used the loo, turned around and was startled at Iain in the shower. Iain just watched Dylan. The predator hunting his prey.

"Sorry, I forgot I had company." Dylan couldn't help but eye Iain up, appreciating how good he looked. He wasn't gay, but his body was certainly reacting to Iain.

"Come here."

Dylan's feet began moving before his brain could compute with what he'd been asked. It had become second nature to him when Brian had barked out orders when he was a child. He knew there would be consequences. But this wasn't Brian. This was Sam's army friend. And Dylan found himself turned on.

"Undress for me."

Iain watched Dylan as he undressed himself, Dylan folding his clothes neatly into a pile. Lastly, he pushed his underwear to the floor. Iain was pleased to see that Dylan was just as aroused as he was.

"Get in here now." Iain pulled Dylan into his arms and kissed him.

Dylan kissed back, their cocks touching as they rutted together under the spray of water. Iain took hold of their cocks and pumped them hard. Both moaning into each other's mouths.

"I'm going to cum," Dylan said breathlessly as he spilled his release, prompting Iain to pump harder, finding his own.

They stood cuddling in the shower until the water ran cold. Iain turning it off, whilst Dylan grabbed them both towels, each man wrapping a towel around their waist. They left the bathroom and Dylan headed towards the bedroom, turning around when he realised Iain had gone the opposite way.

"You're very welcome to join me. In my bed."

Iain stopped in surprise. This was more than he could have dreamed happening. Dylan wanting him in return. "Are you sure?"

"Yes of course I'm sure. I want you. I also think you came here wanting this to happen."

"Guilty as charged. I've been thinking about you every night since Sam showed me a picture of you." Iain moved closer to Dylan. "I've wanked myself off to that photo every night. Woken up each morning so hard dreaming about you." Iain let go of his towel. Dylan looked down at his fully hard cock. "God Dylan, this is what you do to me. I want you."

Letting go of his own towel Dylan said "I want you as well."

Iain wasted no time and pushed Dylan through the door and onto the bed. "Have you ever had sex with another man?"

"No. But as a Doctor, preparation is everything." Dylan reached for the lube and handed it to Iain. "Next time, I'm using this on you."

Iain kissed Dylan. The promise of more after this. This was more than he could ever of hoped for.

*****

The next morning, Iain woke alone. Dylan was nowhere to be found. He had left Iain a note:

Thank you for last night. Please note that this can never happen again. Stay safe and watch out for Sam. She can be quite wreckless at times.

Iain smiled in agreement at the last line. Sam could be wreckless. He couldn't deny that he was a little disappointed that Dylan had decided not to continue their.....affair. He must really love Sam. Lucky woman. Iain laughed as he left. It was time to surprise his family.

Dylan watched Iain leave his house from behind a tree. He didn't regret last night. It had distracted him from life for a moment. A life with Sam in it. Not Iain. His Sam.