Seventh Story - DHG

Marcel's relationship with his first daddy has already ended in a bloodbath and his bro has chosen another guy, so nothing is keeping him at home. In the Ukraine, men can think of other things, men are needed there, especially those who are not picking up a weapon for the first time. But in war, you need a buddy above all. Marcel meets Vince and Vince not only hits the target from over a thousand meters, but also straight into Marcel's heart...

The plot and heroes of this story are fictitious. If you recognize yourself in one of them, you are welcome to feel honored. This story contains detailed descriptions of gay sex and brutal violence. If you don't want to read that, just don't do it!

Reading sample

First Part - Marcel

1 – Monday morning

Do you really wanna do this, bro? … We can just go back to the car and drive home now. And then never talk about it again! I promise...

Kay is asking me for the hundredth time now if I really wanna do this. I've been rolling my eyes in annoyance for at least the tenth time...

Yeah, I do!

I don't just wanna, I can't help it! Stevie is looking at me strangely again, like he always does when Kay asks me if I really wanna do this. I...

At platform thirteen, please be careful when the train arrives!

Now it's time! I wanna hug my bros when Kay grins at me in a rather tortured way. He looks around to see if anyone is watching us, but the people around us are just staring at the display boards, at their mobiles or along the platform in the direction from which the train must be coming. Kay pulls Tina out of his crack and holds her out to me, turning so that no one can see what he's pressing against my belly, even if someone were to look over at us.

Take her with you! She brought me luck, so she'll bring you luck too...

I'm pretty surprised!

Uh... and you?

Stevie grins again now, puts his left hand on my shoulder and pulls Theo out of his crack with his right one. He also checks left and right to make sure no one is interested in us, then gives a kiss on the barrel and pushes Theo back between his ass cheeks.

Me and Theo are looking after Kay, you know!

Now I feel a big grin on my face too.

Yeah, I know. I know that damn well!

I take Tina out of Kay's hand, look around and fiddle her in the back of my camouflage pants, push her between my ass cheeks. I enjoy the great feeling and pull my bomber jacket back on.

You still need that! It's a different caliber than the Kashi's...

I just feel how heavy my backpack is on my back when Kay reaches into an outside pocket of his bomber and hands me four full magazines. I try to make them disappear into one of my bomber's pockets as inconspicuously as he pulled them out. If he thinks I should take his gun with me, he could have given it to me in the car. And I wanna giggle again about the fact that Kay's X-Five is called Tina and Stevie's is called Theo, but I try to hold back. Screw it, Tina is mine now!

The train pulls in and the brakes screech so loudly that I think my ears are going to fall off! I take my bros in my arms, put one arm around Stevie and the other around Kay. First I feel Kay's tongue pushing through my lips and playing with mine, then Stevie's tongue joins in too. I get horny again straight away, but we've already had the farewell fuck to everyone's satisfaction. My bros... my daddies! I really love them, that's why I waited until Kay's thirtyninth birthday party yesterday, otherwise I would have left earlier. His birthday party was also my farewell party. But Timo didn't come! He said it wasn't cool when he finally called me on the mobile. His guy probably didn't want that. Timo...

People are crowding around in front of the doors and one of them bumps into my backpack, pulls me a little to the side so that my bros' tongues slide out of my face. I'm getting really mad and I wanna shoot the guy for that! I wanna grab my ass and pull Tina, but I don't even know which one it was. Screw it, Kay and Stevie are grinning at me again.

Take care of yourself! And come back safe!

Always keep your head down, bro!

Yeah, I'll do it! Bye, bros!

I wave again, but now I have to turn around and make sure I get on the train. I'm really happy that we're finally getting going. I love them, like a son can only love his daddies, who took him in just a few months ago. But Kay had that look on his pretty face again, as if he wanted to say Call me when you get there! or some shit like that...

The train isn't particularly full, I probably could have saved myself the trouble of reserving a seat. But then I have to grin again when I remember Stevie's favorite saying Money doesn't matter to us! And that way I'll have enough room for my huge backpack. I can put it on the seat next to me and don't have to lug it up into the luggage rack. It could be that the zipper will open again, as full as I packed it. And I don't want anyone to see what's in there...

I sneak along the narrow corridor after a grandma with her giant trolley. It gets caught on every row of seats and I have to tug on it until it's free again. Every time I do that, I look out of the window and see Kay and Stevie walking on the platform next to the train, looking in at me, waving and probably wanting to check that I'm still okay. I almost feel like I'm being treated like a little kid by the two of them, like in the endless and always the same discussions about why I wanna do this now and whether I don't wanna think about it again. You can help in other ways, donate money or clothes or something! But when I said, Come with me! You're not in DHG anymore... Kay suddenly went pretty quiet… Fuck, why am I whining? Nobody used to give a damn about what I was doing and whether I was okay before I met my daddies...

After grandma has hooked her trolley onto the seats a hundred times, I finally find my seat. The one next to it is also free and not reserved, so I drop my backpack on it and sit down. As I sit, Tina is pushing hard into my crack, much more than when I was walking, but I tell myself that it's Stevie's fat cock pushing into my hole and I get horny again...

Luckily the train is moving now, otherwise my arm would cramp from waving. And luckily Kay and Stevie aren't running alongside the train so they can wave to me for a few more seconds, that would be really embarrassing! ... But actually it's also nice... Whatever, I promised that I'll come back in one piece and I will! I reach into the inside pockets of my bombers and check for what must have been the hundredth time that everything is on board: passport, ticket, wallet, mobile. Yeah, everything is where it belongs! I don't need a key, Kay's villa has a fingerprint scanner on the door. There are only one or two people in each four-seater booth. Trains that go in a different direction are probably much fuller, but this way I can put my new Ranger boots on the seat opposite. They really look far too new, Rangers must look shabby like our cowboy boots! But it'll be okay. I should be starting to worry a lot, but not about my Rangers...

I'm still dozing a bit, there's nothing to look at outside anyway, and nothing in the carriage either. The only way I know we're crossing the border is because there are a few white and red flags hanging limply in the wind outside, but no border guard or conductor has shown up yet. Now it's only twenty minutes to Retzschepin or whatever the place is called, where I have to change trains. So, first I have to wait on the platform for about an hour for the next train.

When I get off, I take the ticket out of my jacket pocket and look again to see which platform I have to go to. Platform 4, okay! Now I'm on... 3. So I don't have to lug my backpack across the station, that's something! Just stand here in the cold for an hour. If I smoked, I'd have something to do to distract myself and not have to think about Timo again... Fuck, Timo, you asshole, I really loved you! No, I still love him, that's why I'm standing on a cold platform in Poland at seven thirty in the morning, waiting for the next train to get away from him. To get him out of my head! Out of my heart... But I know damn well that I won't be able to get him out of there. Timo... Shit, am I going to cry? No, I'm a guy! I'm going to war and I wanna kill a lot of assholes, so I'm not going to cry!

The display board rattles, the train to... I don't know how to pronounce it, Prezemishl or something... is shown, it's only five minutes away. It's about time, I'm getting really damn cold now. I was just wondering whether I should take my cool baseball cap out of my backpack, but the way I squeezed everything in, I was really glad that I managed to zip it up at all. And I don't need it on the train anyway, so I can manage without it for the last few minutes.

The train isn't full either and I can put my huge backpack back on a free seat next to me and put my Rangers on another seat opposite. I lean against the window, close my eyes and probably fall asleep pretty quickly. Timo...