So, what an exciting day. First, my Avengers Assemble DVD turned up (and yes, I just watched it), and now my first ever m/m story has been released. Yes, Ditched is a m/m military erotic short story, set on Salisbury Plain, England. Given my love of all things military, I guess it makes sense that my first gay story was about Army men đ
Here’s the blurb:
Private Damien Stone is living in a nightmare. Heâs out on exercise on Salisbury Plain with Lance Corporal Michael Scottâwho also happens to be a huge pain in the arse. Heâs a teacherâs pet who seems to delight in bossing Stone around. But thatâs not the real reason Stone appears to dislike him so much. Itâs because Stoneâwhoâs bisexualâis seriously attracted to his superior, but he canât do anything about it, because Scott is straight. Or is he?
And an excerpt:
âThis canât be fucking right!â said Lance Corporal Michael Scott, checking his map for the umpteenth time.
âI can assure you, Scott, that it fucking is,â responded his colleague, Private Damien Stone. He nudged the other man, pointed to a place on his own map, then raised his arm and indicated a rise in the ground in the near distance.
âSee, thatâs that long barrow, so we are in the right place.â
Looking at the barrowâone of the many on Salisbury Plainâthen down at the map, and finally at his compass, Scott had to agree.
âSo where the fuck are they, then?â
Stone had no answer for that one. He looked up into the lightening sky, which in the distance was being slowly tinged with pink, but saw no sign of their pick-up helicopter. Straining to hear even the faintest sound of rotor blades, Stone remained silent. Hearing nothing, he shrugged.
âDunno. Perhaps we got the time wrong, or something?â
âI hope not, otherwise theyâve gone without us!â
âNah. Weâre early, if anything. The sunâs only just coming up.â
Sighing, Scott stuffed his map and compass into a pocket, and said, âWell, I guess weâd better find somewhere to shelter. I donât like the look of that.â
The that he was talking about was an ominous-looking black cloud being buffeted in their direction by the wind, which was picking up rapidly.
âWith you on that one.â
On an unspoken command, the two of them immediately split up and started to look around for somewhere they could keep out of the wind and imminent rain. It wasnât long before Scott shouted out, and Stone immediately turned and headed in the direction of his colleagueâs voice.
When Stone arrived, Scott had already removed his backpack and dropped it into the ditch heâd found and was striding down the slope to join it. Luckily, thereâd been no rain over the past few days so the ground was dry. If the coming rainstorm ended up being heavy, it was entirely possible theyâd get wet arses, but for now at least theyâd be reasonably comfortable.
Following his colleagueâs example, Stone shrugged off his pack. Turning, he saw that Scott was standing with his arms out, ready to catch it. Tossing it, he gave a curt nod of thanks before heading down into the ditch.
Once there, he saw that some scrub covered a couple of sizeable rocks, meaning that they would at least be able to sit down. It would have to rain pretty damn hard for the water level in the ditch to get as high as the top of the rocks, so theyâd be all right until the chopper arrived.
He hoped.
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