This is a homoerotic story set in an imaginary sultanate called Ras al Shahar located in the south of the Arabian Peninsula. The time is the late ninth century AD and the story starts in the year 870, some three hundred years after the birth of Mohammed, the Prophet of Islam. The place and characters are entirely a figment of the author's imagination whose o...
Timothy wakes on his bed on the servant's chambers the next day. The nobleman must have dressed him and brought him back, and Timothy is grateful. He goes about his chores, body a little sore. He notices finger-shaped bruises on the sides of his hips, and hand-shaped ones on both his arse cheeks as he changes into his work-wear. Timothy bruises all too easi...
Samir could hardly be called delicate in declaring who or what he was. I guess his blatant arrogance was what attracted me to him and had me submitting to him—that he seemed to have every reason to have supreme self-confidence. When he opened the door of the Dama Rose Hotel room in Damascus, Syria, on the first knock and our driver was standing there in the...
Thank you for the feedback! All characters are 18+ ***** May 2nd 2020 They had heard, then saw. the jets again just a few days ago. Steven couldn't identify them. They had Russian markings and looked old. Jennifer didn't care. Who ever was running America these days wouldn't find them in their carnivorous paradise. Jennifer was pregnant again, and was...
Full Summary: Timothy has been taking baths in the castle's heated springs late at night. One night, he encounters a nobleman who teaches him another way to clean himself. Or Oblivious uneducated peasant meets smarmy nobleman who takes advantage. Trigger Warning: This work contains Rape/Non-Con elements. A character has too little knowledge of what's goi...
KIJUS: "I'm not stupid! Just explain to me why you're giving me all this money..." Mercury said, growing frustrated. "I already told you that I'm going to be away for a while. It's already taking a lot for me to even trust you with this money as is.... Don't make me wrong." I said through the grit of my teeth, eyes and head clenched. "I'm an official of t...
One year After The Abduction Aiden sat alone, in the bedroom of blue and gold that Sagi had first shown him when he arrived. The boy brought his slender arms around his knees as he curled up into a tiny ball. The room was softly lit and the fire light caused the gold chains around Aiden's wrists to sparkle. The boy had light, delicate but strong, chains a...
When the war ended and we were all shipped home, I wound up disembarking in New York. By that time I was pretty much aware that I wouldn't be going home to the farm town in Nebraska that I'd been drafted out of. I can't say that the war changed me, what it did was just make me more me. At home I'd spent nights praying for god to change me, after 4 years of s...