A Beautiful Day to Die

Today was a beautiful day and what an eventful one it was. This was a day like no other day because I enjoyed the lessons learned today and got to get a little play while I worked. Today our main objective was to convoy to the local Kuwaiti schoolhouses to be cordial, shake hands and whatnot with the kids of the town, but while in route we were encountered by an IED (roadside bomb). I just so happen to be the driver of our truck and the explosion impacted our HUMMV on the driver’s side. After we realized what happened I found out that my leg was blown off and the truck was on fire. I was brutally dragged out by a couple of my battle buddies who hadn’t endured any injuries to a secure area which was heavily covered by a 360 of loaded M4s where I was accessed by the Medic. The moment I saw him I’d completely lost my train of thought and my focus was dedicated to his every demeanor as he orally and physically examined my body for a complete understanding of what he was dealing with. He was calm but worked with a great sense of urgency; smoother than I’d ever saw any other Medics perform. His voice was softer than Egyptian cotton, almost melodic to me. He’d asked me many questions at first in which I don’t recall being able to answer them sufficiently. The fact that I had earplugs in muffling the disturbing background noises allowed me to submit to his spell which had me lost in a profound trance. As he belligerently ripped and tore off my body armor I could feel myself gradually getting an erection from the ripping sound of the Velcro separating from the gear, I could only barely wait to see what he would strip off of me next. This has got to be a dream I told myself repeatedly in effort to awake myself from this overly tempting sensation. This was just too good to be true. Us two, in the middle of the battlefield, bullets flying over our heads and we were spellbound in the midst of one another, with no one around; just him and me. At that point I could have cared less about my leg, the rest of my battle buddies or the burning truck for that matter, I just wanted this little day-dream of mind to persevere and replay every time it ended. I looked up, and through the crack of my hand shading the sun from my face, I saw a bird. It was more beautiful than the day that I speak of, with its enchanting eyes, and slick black feather’s that swooped in a style that resembled one of modern-day hair styles. As he perched above me I saw him blatantly stick his chest out with pure confidence as if he feared nothing in the world.

“You okay buddy, you feeling any pain anywhere other than your leg? Don’t worry your gonna make it buddy I’m gonna take care of you!” The words of comfort he spoke made me feel well again, more secure than before; being under his wings that is. He spoke with such seriousness and seemingly proficient with each movement he made, I watched as he studied my vitals. I wasn’t in as much pain as I may have portrayed to be in besides he’d already applied a turnicate and I couldn’t feel anything from the knee on down. I figured why not let him do his job, you know let him earn his paycheck? I began to moan erotically with a bit of agony which could have been mistaken for an orgasm if the right person would have been listening. I tried to joke around asking typical traumatic questions like was going to lose my leg or was I going to die trying get him to laugh, but he was in no laughing mood. I wasn’t really scared or worried about any of those things happening to me, yet my heart was pumping profusely and I’m sure he could see my imprint through my blouse. The root of my excitement had not been extended from an adrenaline rush but from some other exotic source possibly a rush of blood begging to find a way out. I was in pure ecstasy, but could it have been from the injection I received or simply from the depths of my imagination. Finally this long yearning desirability had finally come to be, or had it spilled from the ruins of my wishful thinking? Abrasive, yet intimately he ran his hand up down my injured leg to check to see if I felt any numbness; had anything on my body been numb after a rub down like that, I must have been as injured as I’d describe before. Once again he continued to disrobe me so he could have access to my body and all of its attributes. I basically made him do all the work, I played as if I were completely helpless and closed my eye, giving as little assistance as possible. It added to the thrill of me being submissive to this whole love game that I played mentally.

“Ok, I’m gonna stick you now”, he said with caution.

“Go ahead and stick me”, I replied instantly awaiting penetration, but I could have possibly spoken too soon. Before I realized what I said or what was going on he’d stuck a needle in me and was applied tape to my arm to hold everything in place. When I said for him to stick me, I didn’t mean with a needle. I must have wandered back into the same land that Alice had ventured to some years ago. The first stick is always the worst and any insertion after is more painless than before. Whatever the Doc pushed inside me made me feel good all over at slow and steady rate and every time he squeezed his sack I could feel it running through my veins. It gave me the most pleasurable high that I’ve had in a while and all I could say to him was “thanks Doc, I appreciate it”.

“You’re welcome buddy, you’re gonna make it through, just hold on, I’m not gonna loose you this way”, he said reassuring me. I had an epiphany of the scene from Titanic when Rose tells Jack that she’ll never let go, but no matter how good she sounded saying it, she ended up doing just what she said she wouldn’t. At the end of the day this was all just a training exercise and we all got up and did a quick After Action Review and headed back to the barracks for an easy rest of the day. Funny how things turned out to be just a mere sexual fantasy that no one would ever know about but me. Had everything been as real as I described and had that Bird let go of me, it would have most definitely been a great day to die anyways.