Jungle Outpost #5

[BattlesandDeaths]

The Young Corporal

The young corporal had been bathing in the warm tropical sun.  The suns rays had gently caressed his handsome young body.  The gentle ripple of the waves on the shore calmly let him nap in the warmth of the afternoon.  After a short while, he awoke, unsure of exactly how long he had been sleeping.  He could see the other members of his unit still swimming in the river, so he figured he had only dozed off for a couple minutes.

He stood up and stretched out his beautiful torso, when an assassin jumped out of the grass nearby and rammed a sword deep into his soft gut.  He felt the blade pierce deep into his navel, causing a swelling in his shorts.  He tried to flex away the sharp, stinging pain, but the blade just tore deeper in.  The assassin ripped the blade from the young man's gut and the poor lad fell to his knees, breathing heavily as his manjuices pumped out their final orgasmic flair.  

The young corporal gave a final gasp and fell over on his side.