LOGINHunter, a U.S. Marine, and his team are called up for a dangerous mission: to rescue a prisoner held by the enemy so he can be interrogated by the United States. Upon arriving at the enemy base, the entire team is killed, except for Hunter. Determined to complete his mission, he captures the prisoner, Liak, and must keep him safe until he can deliver him to his superiors. However, Hunter never expected to develop a strange and intense connection with Liak. Now, with Liak in his custody, Hunter must protect him from all dangers while a strong and forbidden bond forms between them.
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Davis glances at Claude, and both quickly look from me to Henderson, who keeps a stern face, as if focused solely on the mission ahead. He is in command of the mission, and that’s how it’s going to stay even though he knows most of those present would have chosen me. I don’t care about that. I just want to move forward and complete the mission. After that, I can spend a month at home. I miss my mother and my younger brother. It’s five-thirty in the afternoon, the time Henderson planned for the ambush. We’re going to catch the base soldiers by surprise. We know exactly how many there are in each position. There aren’t many, and the teams are ready. We are a group of eight facing twelve enemy soldiers at the base. The plan is to split up and silently eliminate the first six enemies. After that, we enter a place that looks more like a research and experimentation laboratory—very different from what we expected to find, which were cells holding prisoners. On the way, we encounter two more soldiers, who are taken down by me and Henderson without using weapons. We neutralize them with fatal blows that break their necks. The situation is tense and full of mysteries. We push forward and reach the main laboratory. Davis is used to distract the soldier at the door, and Henderson once again delivers a fatal blow from behind to avoid alerting the soldiers ahead, who are our main focus. They are certainly with the prisoner or know his exact location, and we’ll be able to interrogate him until we get the information we need. A soldier suddenly appears from behind. With no chance to defend himself, he is taken down by Davis with a silenced weapon. We now have a total of ten soldiers down, with only two left inside the room we’re heading toward. Henderson asks four guys from the team to stay outside providing cover. Two soldiers remain at this point. He and I proceed to the main room that the soldier was guarding. As we open the door with as much silence as possible, we hear voices in a language I recognize but don’t fully understand, since I’ve only studied it for a short time. We also hear the screams of a man, which we quickly conclude belong to the captive journalist, the main target we’re looking for on this mission. The plan is to eliminate the two soldiers and capture the journalist, bring him back with us to our base, and let our superiors handle the interrogation. We arrived in front of what looked like a laboratory an all-white room with a huge glass wall. The screams grew louder, along with the laughter and conversation in that foreign language. We pressed ourselves against the wall so we could observe inside before entering. I looked and confirmed there were only two soldiers, but what I saw next left me stunned. They weren’t interrogating the prisoner. The prisoner was lying on some kind of table that held him on his back in an almost upright position. He was completely naked and being violently raped by one of the soldiers while screaming and muttering things in his language. The other soldier watched the scene, saying something with a smirk as he stroked himself. I glanced at Henderson, who was now also staring at the scene, and he signaled for us to move in. He kicked the door open and immediately shot the man standing behind the journalist. As the second soldier started to react, I put a bullet in his head. The prisoner screamed in terror. We stood there for a second, staring at him strapped to that table, neither of us understanding what we had just walked into. We hadn’t expected this. Gunshots echoed from outside. I looked at Henderson and immediately moved toward the door. The prisoner kept screaming. Henderson told him to shut his mouth. He couldn’t see what was happening, so of course he was desperate. I pushed that aside and told Henderson I was going out to check what was going on.When I heard the sound of the vehicles moving away, I tapped Liak on the shoulder and slowly moved away from him, pushing some lockers aside so I could get out and check if the area was clear. After checking the perimeter, I returned and told him he could come out. He did, looked me in the eyes for a moment, then quickly looked away. I did the same. When we got back to the room, I went straight to the radio, trying to make contact with my superiors. We needed to get out of here as fast as possible. My sanity was depending on it now too. Liak just sat on the mattress in his corner, watching me. I wondered what he was thinking. Whatever. It didn’t matter. There was no answer from base, so I turned to him and said: “We have to leave here.” He looked at me, surprised. I repeated slowly, almost spelling it out: “Leave.” I made a gesture. He stood up and said: “No!” “What do you mean no? We’re going to die if we stay here.” He tried to remember the words and then sai
Liak has a much better expression when he sees me return. It almost makes the corner of my mouth twitch into a smile, but I don’t let him notice. I pull more lockers toward us to create an even tighter hiding spot in the corner, making as little noise as possible.This forces Liak to stand with his back pressed against my chest and me against the wall. We’re tightly squeezed together with almost no room to move. It’s the perfect spot for them not to find us.As time drags on, the tension becomes unbearable, the wait for the enemies, Liak being so close to me, the strangeness of the situation. He has a different scent from any man I’ve ever been near. Even though I don’t want to, I remember how he watched me in the bathroom earlier. I know this isn’t the time for those thoughts. I push them away and focus on the enemies entering the room where we had been sleeping.Liak’s body tenses. I can feel it perfectly because he’s pressed so tightly against me. It reminds me that his entire body
I leaned back against the wall and came hard, a rough groan escaping my throat as my hand pumped up and down my cock, draining every last drop of cum. I tried to steady my breathing and clear my blurred vision. That’s when I looked toward the door and saw him standing there, staring at me in shock. Before I could do anything, he quickly disappeared. Fuck. Did he just watch me jerk off? What the hell! How long had he been standing there? I grabbed the cloth I had found earlier to use as a towel, wrapped it around my waist, picked up my gun, and went after him. I found him sitting on the mattress, looking terrified when he saw me pointing the weapon at him. He raised his hands in fear, pressing himself against the wall. I could see the terror in his eyes. My breathing slowly calmed down. He whispered: “Sorry.” In my language. That’s when I realized he wasn’t trying to run, he was afraid of how I would react to what he had seen. I didn’t have time to dwell on it because I h
When I look into his eyes, I see gratitude. Some time later he falls asleep. I sit on a chair and try to rest for a few minutes, but it’s better to stay alert. We’re still in enemy territory. I hear moans. I wake up instantly and point my gun toward the sound, but I quickly realize it’s coming from the mattress where the prisoner is lying. He’s writhing with his back turned to me. What the hell is going on? I get up slowly. Maybe he’s having convulsions from the fever again. But when I get a better look at his face, I see his eyes are closed, his mouth slightly open, and his hand wrapped around his cock. He’s stroking himself frantically, desperately chasing release. I freeze where I stand. It hits me the same way the videos did earlier. My body is tense, rigid. I just watch as he continues for a while longer until he finally gives up, panting and frustrated, staring at the ceiling. Thankfully it’s dark where I am and he can’t see me watching him. The glow stick is closer to him.






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