DS-176 House of Men
House of Men
Driveshaft Library
(DS-176, LB-105, BAB-113, BP-161, DS-143, and BH-3044 are ALL THE SAME)
DS-176
Jason Quest
$3.95
House of Men
Driveshaft Library
(DS-176, LB-105, BAB-113, BP-161, DS-143, and BH-3044 are ALL THE SAME)
DS-176
Jason Quest
$3.95
Excerpt
“No, Kurt, I have my own home—not too far from here.” He saw the look of hesitancy, then added, “Perhaps you’d like to come have a drink at my place.” He felt certain of success.
“Avec plaisir,” Kurt answered. “But first I must get my shirt and kepi. Will you wait for me?” He flashed a warm smile, sure of himself with the American.
“Bien sur,” Alan assured him. The thought of bringing the good-looking soldier home excited him.
A few minutes later, Kurt returned with two other legionnaire buddies. They also looked eager to join him.
“We are all AWOL,” he explained. “Could we come with you? Max has no room and…”
He gave Alan the look of confidence, of acceptance.
Somewhat taken aback, Alan said, “Yes, but I’ve only one bed, though there are two sofas.”
It was obvious they considered this the height of luxury.
Alan had an embassy mission car with chauffeur waiting, and now, as they piled into the car, he had deep misgivings. The chauffeur may talk, the Vietnamese hate the French army, he thought, especially the Foreign Legionnaires.
Even worse, when they entered the gates of the American compound on Rue le Long, Alan was even more dismayed to see the smirking faces of the Arab guards as he passed by with the legionnaires. They were hired by the American government to protect employees from terrorists, but were merely an annoyance as far as Alan was concerned.
“Ach, this is wunderbar!” said Kurt. “Jan and Max can have the sofas, nicht?” He had observed the large, bed and had made the obvious choice.
“Fine,” agreed Alan, handing them each a cognac snifter. He was pleased that Kurt clearly had designated himself for the bedroom.
All being tired, they quickly agreed to turn in. While Alan closed the bedroom door, Kurt stripped off his shirt and pants, then carefully slipped under the mosquito netting. Alan was electrified by what those few seconds revealed.
Kurt’s powerful young body was sinewy and taut as a panther’s, and unless the bulge at his groin was deceptive, he was also magnificently endowed.
He must be in his early twenties, thought Alan, as undressing quickly, he turned out the light and slipped under the netting beside Kurt.
He said, “One damned mosquito can keep you awake all night.”
There were a few moments of awkward silence, then Kurt remarked, “This bed is wonderful. You should see our hard bunks at camp.” Then, he stretched like a great male animal and held Alan’s shoulder. “Thank youf or putting us up. We’ll slip back at dawn and never be missed.”
He seemed unaware of the physical turmoil he was causing in Alan.
Alan turned on his stomach and looked at Kurt. The dim lights from the outside faintly outlined his rugged male beauty. He clasped the legionnaire’s arm, then slowly moved his hand up to his biceps, shoulders and chest.
“What a terrifically developed body you have. Do you work out, or play at some sports?”
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