His First Love Explored

By Alexander Stone

Unleash your wildest desires with "His First Love Explored", the sizzling gay erotica! Follow the steamy love affair of two gorgeous men, as they navigate their way through a tantalizing journey of first love, first touch, and first time. In this scorching hot story, readers will be swept away by the sensual chemistry between Pete and Alex as they explore their forbidden feelings for each other.

 

From the first electrifying kiss to the heart-pounding moments of pure ecstasy, "His First Love Explored" is a steamy, no-holds-barred love story that will leave you breathless. Written with vivid detail and a seductive prose, this book is the perfect escape for fans of gay romance and erotica.

 

So, whether you're looking for a steamy read to heat up a cold night or just want to experience the thrill of a first time love affair, "His First Love Explored" is the perfect book for you. Get your copy now and experience the passion and desire between two gorgeous men in this gay erotica classic!"

• Language: English
• Publisher: CDH Publishing House
• Release date: Feb 6, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215886526

Alexander Stone

Alexander Stone is a talented and accomplished author, who has always been driven by a desire to tell captivating and authentic stories. His passion for writing took him to the world of erotic gay fiction, where he has found a platform to express the complexities of human sexuality. Raised in a progressive city, he was exposed to the diverse experiences of the LGBTQ community from an early age and has used this experience to create compelling and thought-provoking stories. Alexander's writing style is characterized by its raw honesty, attention to detail, and unapologetic portrayal of gay relationships. Through his work, he hopes to challenge traditional views on sexuality and encourage people to embrace their true desires and to live life with passion and purpose.

Book preview

PART 1

Somewhere over the North Atlantic

The constant sound of the engines was making it hard to sleep. It was either the noise or more likely it was the thoughts running through his mind. This mission had been a nightmare and he was glad it was over. He'd seen death before, but this time it was different. This time they were all people he'd known closely. They were his men and he blamed himself. But, it was the last death that bothered him the most. They hadn't known each other long, but it was still someone he'd cared for. He hadn't been in love with him, but he definitely loved him all the same.

As he sat there, 1st Lieutenant Peter James Williams tried to remind himself why he loved his job. At the moment, he wasn't loving it and wasn't sure why he ever did. The Marine Corps was his life since the time he graduated from high school. He had immersed himself in the lifestyle and made his military career the primary factor in his existence. Everything he'd done was with this single goal in mind. It had left him very little time for friendships or relationships outside of work. As he sat there this night it was eating away at him. He was obsessing with what was missing from his life and he couldn't resolve why it wasn't him that died.

They had been sitting together when the sniper's bullet found its mark. The young Marine had just finished talking about his parents and how glad he was going to be to see them, when... The blood stains were still visible on Williams' cammie blouse. It was a serious wake up call to all of them, but for him most of all.

He was trying to decide if this is really all he wanted out of his life. Had he chosen this life because it was what he wanted? Or, was he running away from something? He'd always told himself it was a choice and the right one. The fact that he had lost the only person he'd ever loved to another, that hadn't affected his choice. Had it? That part of his life was over now. He'd put that part of himself behind him, he'd given up sex and love when he joined the Corps. So now he wanted to know, why was he thinking about it after all this time? Why was it all he could think about?

He looked over at the other members of his team, most of whom were sound asleep. The only person he knew was awake was his most senior NCO. The man was older and had seen more combat than anyone else in the unit, Gunny Jones.

As Williams was watching him, Jones made his way over and sat down, You doing ok, sir?

I'm ok, Gunny. Pete had tried to smile, but couldn't quite make himself do it.

The older man looked skeptically at the young Lieutenant. Gunnery Sergeant Dwayne Jones had been around too long and seen too much to believe it. Against his better judgment he'd always liked this man and had come to truly respect him. Unlike many of his previous platoon commanders, Pete Williams was more worried about his men and their welfare than he was his own personal interests. Permission to speak candidly, sir?

Williams looked around to make sure no one was listening, Always Gunny, you know that.

With all respect sir... bull... shit.

Pete started to protest, but he couldn't. He knew that Jones was right and he respected him too much to lie to him again. I just don't understand. I don't think I ever will. Why him and not me? What the hell am I supposed to say to his parents?

Tell them the truth. Tell them he died for what he believed in... He died doing what he loved... Hell, tell them he died so you could live. Because, we both know if it hadn't been him, it would've been you.

Damn, Gunny. That wasn't very comforting.

It wasn't meant to be, trying to give you some perspective, sir.

Williams couldn't help but laugh a little. Thanks... I think.

That's not all there is, is it?

No, it's not... I'm sitting here questioning everything. Why I joined the Corps mainly. I guess I'm trying to figure out if I joined for the right reasons... trying to decide if I really belong here.

Jones looked thoughtfully at his young lieutenant. He'd seen this man in the best times and the worst times. But, never had he seen him ever question himself like this. He had known there was something else going on besides just losing men on this mission. This was something deeper, something very personal. He was sure he knew what it was, but he didn't want to embarrass or offend his boss. He trusted Pete Williams with his life and he knew he could trust him with more if need be.

Pete, let me tell you something about myself. Something I've never told anyone else. Jones sat closer to Williams and took another look around to make sure no one was listening. When I was in high school, I was in love with someone who I thought loved me. When in reality they didn't love me enough. In the end they left me for someone else. It destroyed me... So, what did I do? I joined the Marines. I became the best Marine I could. Eventually, I moved on emotionally and found my wife. We have three beautiful kids and I tell myself that I wouldn't give them up for anyone or anything, but... I still question if I made the right choice. If that person came back into my life, what would I do? Would I give up everything to be with them or would I hold true to what I have?

Williams could only sit there and stare at the older man. It was as if he had read his mind, the story of Dwayne Jones life could have been so very similar to his own. The only difference was that Jones had married and had children. Pete found it very telling that Dwayne hadn't said `she' only `them,' he wondered if that was on purpose to let Pete know he knew, or if...

Thank you, for sharing that with me. Looks like you actually know EXACTLY what I was thinking about. Tell me this though, how did you move on? Better yet, how the hell do I move on? I still feel empty inside, like the best part of me is missing.

I can only tell you what worked for me... time. You're still young. Don't let this destroy you. You're too good of a man and Marine for that. Take some time before you make any decisions.

Thank you, I will.

Well, I'm going to try to get some shut eye. You should do the same. He moved back where he had been sitting and leaned his head against the bulkhead and closed his eyes.

Williams leaned against the pallet and tried to sleep. Every time he thought he was about to doze off, he remembered the shot.

- MARINE CORPS BASE Camp Lejeune, NC -

The next few days were a blur. His meeting with the young Corporal's parents had gone much better than he expected. Pete was convinced they provided him with more comfort than he did them. The father had been a Marine for years and the mother, while devastated, knew her son's beliefs and his dedication. Still, Williams was an emotional wreck on the inside.

The funeral was local, as the entire family was from the Jacksonville and Sneads Ferry area. Pete's platoon served as the honor guard and he had the duty of handing the flag to the family. After the funeral was over, he treated his entire platoon to drinks at a local bar. He knew it wasn't exactly prohibited, but he knew it was frown upon. For once he didn't care, his men came first to him and they all deserved it. He didn't drink with them, but ducked out as soon as the drinks arrived.

After returning to base, he'd been summoned to report to his Commanding Officer. As soon as he was in the door, he was directed into a chair. There was some polite banter and then they got to the real point of the meeting. Pete, how are you doing?

I'm good, sir. It's been a long few weeks.

I've been sitting here all morning, reading over After Action Reports filed by you and your men. I can't begin to tell you how highly they feel about you. I've known Gunnery Sergeant Jones for many years and I've never seen him talk about a Platoon Leader the way he talks about you. You should be proud of that.

Pete was more than a little stunned, while he knew the men liked him he didn't always understand it. Thank you for telling me, sir. They're an amazing group of Marines, and I'm honored to serve with them. As for Dwayne Jones, if it was up to me, I'd send him to OCS.

Sitting behind his desk the Lieutenant Colonel laughed, I've been trying for years, but he won't go. He continued to flip through the pages of the file on top his desk, before he looked up.