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Don’t Tell
By Eve Cassidy
“You going in or did you drive all this way to stand outside and think about it?”
Jeff Ward turned his head to the man talking to him. What the hell did he know about his life or his plans?
The stranger pointed to the base sticker on the windshield of his car. “You’re not the first one to come out here you know.”
Well, fuck. Clearly driving two hours away hadn’t been enough. Just his luck.
Now he’d have to head back with need clawing at his gut, even worse for having come so close.
An understanding smile flashed across the strangers face. “Look, maybe I shouldn’t have said anything, I know some of you army guys can be a little uptight about the lifestyle. But you’ll do fine here. No one gives a shit about your job and they sure as hell won’t be causing you any trouble.”
“Marines.”
“Huh?” The guy raised an eyebrow at him.
“I’m not Army. Army is for pussies.”
“Ahh, of course. I forget how serious you all take that shit.” He held out his hand.
“Name’s Will, and I’ll be sure to not call you Army again.
Jeff barely held back from rolling his eyes as he reached out and shook hands.
“Jeff.”
“Okay, Jeff, so you going in or what?”
Things went from bad to worse the longer the guy kept talking. His head told him to get in the car as fast as possible and get his ass back to base where it belonged.
There were some risks not worth taking. Yet something about this place made him
comfortable despite the overbearing greeter in the parking lot. Gut instinct told him to stay and who the hell was he to start ignoring his gut now.
“Sure, why not.”
Will grabbed the door and pulled it open ushering him inside. Instantly the dark smoky atmosphere enveloped him, welcoming him in. He’d always loved a good Irish pub and from what he’d heard, this one served a largely gay clientele. He’d researched online that if you were looking for a discreet hook up in the area this would be the place to go. To avoid all the fancy gay bars in Palm Springs or any of the other towns near base if you didn’t want to get spotted and possibly reported. Something about being gay in the Marine Corps seemed to hit the locals wrong out here in the desert and he had at least one more year of duty in the sandbox before he could transfer to another duty station. Preferably one not so damned isolated.
Before his eyes even adjusted to the room, a voice crooned from the loud speaker. His muscles tensed and his cock leapt to life. A rich, mysterious voice, which reminded him of old whiskey. Harsh and smooth all at the same time. Damn.
“You’re just in time. It looks like Finn is entertaining us tonight.” Will nodded towards the far end of the room and Jeff followed his gaze.
A small stage had been tucked into an alcove, maybe enough to hold three people max. Tonight there were two. One sitting on
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