The Diary Of Blair Dockery 2
The continuation. Please, Please I beg you all comment please.
My momma always told me if you can take something so small and make it in to something big it's worth fighting for. Now I look back and ask myself what I was thinking listening to her. I mean everybody needs something to fight for. I guess us soldiers here have everything to fight for. We are fighting for the lives of many people, For the freedom we all hold so dear.
December 1st 1915
The cold was like a war of our own to battle. The wet crunch of snow sounded under our feet making it impossible to attack. It would surely give us away no matter what we do. Private King was quiet behind me. Somehow we had become friends in this great war. I never thought I'd see the day when making one friend would mean so much. This guy had been my friend since Sgt.Cooper died. Making friends was a stupid idea. I would soon learn my lesson.
December 12th 1915
The cold would only get worse from here. The ice would build up making defenses and attacks harder to control. For all of us it would be a make it or break it. King and I were following our troops towards "no-man's land". This would be the worst thing ever. Though I know we should stand strong and fight with our all truth was I was shaking in my boots. "Dockery" Private King whispered. I looked at him. " Just wanted to say if I don't make it out of here, I want you to tell my family I'm not coming home" He said. That one sentence struck me like a million lightening bolts. "King you will not die here, I won't let you that's a promise" I said with a serious look. Or so I hoped it was serious. King smiled. "Thanks Dockery" He said. The call when and the guns were fired. "DUCK YOU IDIOT" I yelled at King. King ducked down be side me and aimed his gun. Shit. They were going to use a counter attack. How are we going to kill them..Just how are we going to fight with only few here? Private King looked at me and nodded his head. "What's your call Dockery?" He asked. I looked at him in shock. What's my call? I believe that was the Sgt.'s job. "DOCKERY. KING MOVE" Sgt. Willis yelled. As we moved I hear someone shout my name. "BLAIR" I heard the voice yelled. As I went to turn around the gun fired and all went black.
December 14th 1915
"He's awake" I heard someone say. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. Then I looked to the corner by the bed I was in and there sat Tommy, But something made everything inside me scream. He was in a soldiers uniform. "Tommy" I said weakly. Why couldn't I talk? Why was I in so much pain? "Don't talk love everything will be fine" Tommy said softly. He looked as if he could cry. I patted the bed and moved over slightly. "Blair your chest, You got shot I don't want to hurt you" Tommy said. I chuckled lightly but whinced as I caught my breath. "Sit down with me please?" I begged weakly. Tommy sighed and sat down lightly on the bed. I opened my arms so he could lay against me. He slightly leaned against me. Then I pulled him closely. "I love you" He whispered. "F&A" I said back.
June 18th 1916
Months had passed as my wound healed. I had found out Beau was no longer with me. He had gone to the same place as Sgt.Cooper. I soulte my fellow mates in this cruel war who have suffered much pain and dispear. I lay here in bed now wondering if I hadn't been shot. Would I have been able to save King? Would Tommy really be going back with me? I looked at him. He was sound asleep be side me. His adorable face. His nice body. No Dockery stop thinking that. I have to stop before I do something to wake him. Slowly I got up out of bed. "Huh? Blair where you going?" He asked in a sleepy voice. " Just to get something to drink" I said. " You are a horrible liar" Tommy said. I chuckled at him. Slowly I went back in to bed. I kissed Tommy gently on the forehead. Suddenly he kissed my lips gently. I quickly got on top of him. "Blair I'm tired" He said. I put my best puppy dog face. He smiled slightly. "Fine but no tomorrow" Tommy said. I bent my head down and kissed my way down his chest. I licked his belly lightly and moved down to his boxers. I could tell he was already getting hard under those boxers. I nipped at his crotch through his boxers. Tommy moaned lightly and looked at me. I took of his boxers and started to lick his dick. He gently put his hands on the back off my head as I slid my mouth down on his dick. Slightly he let out a moan as I started to suck. I bobbed my head up and down and keep my hand in motion with each movement.
September 12th 1916
Me and Tommy sat side by side on the ride back to the battle grounds. The silence was nothing good. He held my hand on the way there. Then something clicked in to my mind. "Who's with Charlie?" I asked. Tommy looked at me. " I would never leave her alone, She is with Jack and Addison" Tommy said.A sigh of relief rushed out as I took everything in.
September 12th 1917
A year had gone by. Tommy and I had fought on the same side the whole time. Never leaving each others side. We were known as the shooting two. Nothing interesting. I really wished Tommy hadn't come, But they were sending guys like you send cows to a diary farm. As human as we were to them we were their chance of survival. My chance of survival revolved around Tommy. If he was to die here my life would end with his. I promise myself that. I wouldn't live on my own. Family left or not.
December 1st 1915
The cold was like a war of our own to battle. The wet crunch of snow sounded under our feet making it impossible to attack. It would surely give us away no matter what we do. Private King was quiet behind me. Somehow we had become friends in this great war. I never thought I'd see the day when making one friend would mean so much. This guy had been my friend since Sgt.Cooper died. Making friends was a stupid idea. I would soon learn my lesson.
December 12th 1915
The cold would only get worse from here. The ice would build up making defenses and attacks harder to control. For all of us it would be a make it or break it. King and I were following our troops towards "no-man's land". This would be the worst thing ever. Though I know we should stand strong and fight with our all truth was I was shaking in my boots. "Dockery" Private King whispered. I looked at him. " Just wanted to say if I don't make it out of here, I want you to tell my family I'm not coming home" He said. That one sentence struck me like a million lightening bolts. "King you will not die here, I won't let you that's a promise" I said with a serious look. Or so I hoped it was serious. King smiled. "Thanks Dockery" He said. The call when and the guns were fired. "DUCK YOU IDIOT" I yelled at King. King ducked down be side me and aimed his gun. Shit. They were going to use a counter attack. How are we going to kill them..Just how are we going to fight with only few here? Private King looked at me and nodded his head. "What's your call Dockery?" He asked. I looked at him in shock. What's my call? I believe that was the Sgt.'s job. "DOCKERY. KING MOVE" Sgt. Willis yelled. As we moved I hear someone shout my name. "BLAIR" I heard the voice yelled. As I went to turn around the gun fired and all went black.
December 14th 1915
"He's awake" I heard someone say. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. Then I looked to the corner by the bed I was in and there sat Tommy, But something made everything inside me scream. He was in a soldiers uniform. "Tommy" I said weakly. Why couldn't I talk? Why was I in so much pain? "Don't talk love everything will be fine" Tommy said softly. He looked as if he could cry. I patted the bed and moved over slightly. "Blair your chest, You got shot I don't want to hurt you" Tommy said. I chuckled lightly but whinced as I caught my breath. "Sit down with me please?" I begged weakly. Tommy sighed and sat down lightly on the bed. I opened my arms so he could lay against me. He slightly leaned against me. Then I pulled him closely. "I love you" He whispered. "F&A" I said back.
June 18th 1916
Months had passed as my wound healed. I had found out Beau was no longer with me. He had gone to the same place as Sgt.Cooper. I soulte my fellow mates in this cruel war who have suffered much pain and dispear. I lay here in bed now wondering if I hadn't been shot. Would I have been able to save King? Would Tommy really be going back with me? I looked at him. He was sound asleep be side me. His adorable face. His nice body. No Dockery stop thinking that. I have to stop before I do something to wake him. Slowly I got up out of bed. "Huh? Blair where you going?" He asked in a sleepy voice. " Just to get something to drink" I said. " You are a horrible liar" Tommy said. I chuckled at him. Slowly I went back in to bed. I kissed Tommy gently on the forehead. Suddenly he kissed my lips gently. I quickly got on top of him. "Blair I'm tired" He said. I put my best puppy dog face. He smiled slightly. "Fine but no tomorrow" Tommy said. I bent my head down and kissed my way down his chest. I licked his belly lightly and moved down to his boxers. I could tell he was already getting hard under those boxers. I nipped at his crotch through his boxers. Tommy moaned lightly and looked at me. I took of his boxers and started to lick his dick. He gently put his hands on the back off my head as I slid my mouth down on his dick. Slightly he let out a moan as I started to suck. I bobbed my head up and down and keep my hand in motion with each movement.
September 12th 1916
Me and Tommy sat side by side on the ride back to the battle grounds. The silence was nothing good. He held my hand on the way there. Then something clicked in to my mind. "Who's with Charlie?" I asked. Tommy looked at me. " I would never leave her alone, She is with Jack and Addison" Tommy said.A sigh of relief rushed out as I took everything in.
September 12th 1917
A year had gone by. Tommy and I had fought on the same side the whole time. Never leaving each others side. We were known as the shooting two. Nothing interesting. I really wished Tommy hadn't come, But they were sending guys like you send cows to a diary farm. As human as we were to them we were their chance of survival. My chance of survival revolved around Tommy. If he was to die here my life would end with his. I promise myself that. I wouldn't live on my own. Family left or not.
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