Hi Kyle,
Here is the finished firing squad series. I imagine it taking place in your 'training camp' milieu - these are two soldiers being trained to kill, who suffer the consequences because they are lovers who won't kill each other. They are shot by their own men.
Happy holidays,
Foo
BTW I'd be honored (and very turned on) if you wanted to write one of your stories along those lines, to accompany my pictures.
BTW I'd be honored (and very turned on) if you wanted to write one of your stories along those lines, to accompany my pictures.
David and Jeremy - Death by Firing Squad
Trying to become part of the elite forces, the Best of the Best, David and Jeremy signed up together imagining themselves training and serving, their careers intertwined in the dark service as partners. Both men loved the service and the whole prospect of being able to kill their prey with the freedom to chose how, and for the most part when. What they did to their victims was not important unless given specific orders by the client.
Training was really hot for them because at the end of a segment, the recruits were given the orders to vote on who was to be paired off in a fight to the death. Having been part of the selection process numerous times, they understood that they might have to fight someone to survive. Indeed they had both had to fight another recruit in previous tests. Their opponents were dispatched with great enthusiasm. Driving a slender blade into another human being and feeling him die was an incredible thrill for David, and snapping the neck of another challenger brought Jeremy to the wildest sexual height that he had ever experienced.
Today, however was different. The votes were counted at the end of the training and competition and the two selected to go head to head in the do-or-die challenge were David and Jeremy!
They had known that this could happen but the chances seemed remote. So remote that they were unprepared for the consequences. Death by firing squad.
"At least we die together." David said. "If you had died in training here I wouldn't have wanted to go on without you."
"Same here." Jeremy whispered back. "They can kill our bodies but they can't kill our love."
Wanting so much to hold each other for one last time they struggle against their bonds and clasp hands, back to back.
The lead trainers yank them apart, tie them to the stakes and hang the white circle targets around their necks.
"Well! What have we here?" Major Dawson asks, grabbing at the bulge in David's crotch. "A little going away present?"
Dawson roughly pulled their uniforms open, exposing their bare chests and ripped their pants open to exposed their stiff manhood for all to see.
Walking back behind the squad, Dawson chuckled at the sight of the two lovers. "Cowards" he thought. They deserve this.
Walking to the end of the line he drew his sword and raised it high. Pausing for effect, he then barked the orders...
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Foo, that was excellent!! You captured the scene perfectly with your story and your artwork.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kyle! That was a hot story! Gonna blow my load now...
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