[Tom and Luke's Final Year Pt. 01 should be read first] Chapter Twenty-four Guilt and regret About 4 pm, my cellphone rang. It was Francis Eglantine. "Tom, I can see you for a maximum of 25 minutes just before Evening Prayer in Chapel. Come to my rooms at 6 prompt." "Thank you, Francis, I'll be there." I said. When I arrived at Francis's rooms, I knock...
Yorkshire, England, Late Summer, 1890 I felt the sting on my thigh and looked up to see that William had ridden up beside me and struck at me with his riding crop. I turned and twisted in the saddle and when he struck me again it was on the chest. Laughing, I gave my own horse the lash and its head and we were riding over the pastureland of Falconcroft, the...
*This story contains gay incest and gay incest themes.* ***** When all was said and done, my brief engagement with the Reverend and his kin netted me $65,000. More than enough, I thought, to justify my efforts. I sold all of his furniture as a group, as well as some other choice items I found stored in the house. There was even a complete set of pink Russ...
He turned his head to me as he smirked, "Like I said, nice ass." I was frozen. Despite my body's rigidity, my cousin deftly used his hand on my ass to turn my body around and towards him. He pulled me in for a kiss. It started as a soft landing. Then I could hear the air running those his nostrils as he took a deep breath in. His chest heaved with oxygen an...
You would think that after having had not one but two men fill my ass with their hard cocks and giving Gary the fucking he so desired, that my mind would be clear as to whether I was gay or bi, but whenever I saw Mrs. Shuermann's dress open enough for me to see the crown of her breasts, or when she bent over to take something from the oven, I was less certai...
The gray floor of the barracks filled the vision of Private Mark Davis as he crawled down the aisle between the two rows of bunk beds, using a small brush to scrub the tiles. He could feel the pattern of the tiles on his knees and his left forearm as he removed the dirt from the training grounds from the floor of his home for the last six months. This was no...
Chapter 10 -- Ryan's Story -- The Farm boy The boy kept perfectly still as Ryan contemplated what he should do with him. He could kill him, this was war after all but he didn't really want to do that, not if he could help it. He could tie the boy up but someone would come looking for him and he didn't want to have to leave just yet as it was still early in...
"You promised you could keep his photo and name out of the papers," Hardesty growled. His fist came down hard on the assistant district attorney's desktop. "I know, we tried. But this has dragged on for months. Mr. Drake isn't a minor, you know. He may look like one, but he isn't. We were doing this as a special favor to your unit. The accused have a right...
(Content Warning: the end of this chapter mentions self-harm scars) "Barney? Barn, slow down for a sec'- Hey-" The mug was pried from his hands, and Savannah continued making the latte, having to wipe caramel off from the sides. "Why don't you stay up at the register, alright? Let me worry about making the orders. Would that work better for you?" Barna...
Chapter Three: Threesome I woke to the sound of the shower early the next day. I was still naked from the previous evening's activities, only I had showered the night before because we had been in the hay loft in the barn for a good portion of the evening. There was also the need to be fresh for anything that might occur should he want more. We had slept...