Hello, everyone. One more story on gorgeous hunky gay guys. -Elenia Lieutenant Rafe Firehawk arose from his cot where he had been writing a letter. It was time to go check on the disposition of his men. His Captain had told him there would be an announcement tonight that he was to pass on, so he wanted to be there early. He pulled his boots on and headed...
This is part of an ongoing series - I highly recommend you go back and read from the beginning. We'll still be here when you get back. :) Alternate title: his infernal way of being As always, comments and feedback much appreciated. Longer chapter this time; heard what you had to say and managed to get some more words on the page. Also, something new this...
It was 1984, I was fresh out of bootcamp and stationed in Long Beach California. I had picked a school to go to, but as circumstances would have it, I got booted from the school and sent directly to the fleet. I was 18 at the time. Slim build, short brown hair and stood about 5”9. I also had an attitude. Not a bad attitude, but I was basically a street smart...
All characters are over 18. ***** Warning: violence. A little, maybe a lot. The story would have been divided in many chapters, but I got lazy back then, and it has been too long, and I now I wanted to make changes to some things and there are continuation errors since I can't edit works previously posted. Anyway I still felt like I had to give some sort...
Ever since I was young , I loved baseball. Not as a player rather as a spectator. This led me to join my University's baseball team. Compared to other baseball teams, the team had strict requirements on who can stay in the team. I was a freshman in the University and had never played baseball or other sports in my life. As a result, I was completely behind i...
I looked up from the book. The silence made sound more pronounced, and I mistook every creak of my chair and boom of heavy footsteps above me as someone approaching me. No matter how many Fridays I spent in this isolated library cubicle in the study room of the basement floor, the paranoia of being caught jerked my head up at any sound. I turned my head tw...
Chapter One I was sitting in my private reading room when they attacked. I looked up from my book and stared at the door, listening to the distant crashes and thuds. Not knowing what was going on beyond the closed door, I stood up from my chair and slowly made my way over to it. Cracking it open, I peeked through the opening to see pirates filling the hall...
"My name is Reinhart von Richter—Captain Reinhart von Richter to you scum—and you are under my command now." Scum indeed, Johann thought, as he stood in formation, hardly able to stand without wobbling, as he'd just come off the ship from the three-week crossing of the Atlantic. He was sure that he and all of his mates—those who had survived the voyage—look...
I awoke the next day feeling a bit guilty, like maybe I was a fag and resolved to end this little arrangement. I went to my usual station and started work, wondering when the Captain would call. By noon nothing had been said to me about a new position, but the ship had turned for home. The ship was returning to port because of some engine problem they disc...
Wow guys, long time no see. Thanks so much for the encouraging and heartfelt messages you sent during my long absence. Winter hit hard, and I'm trying to make enough money to pay my bills, etc, etc, life. I never forgot about you, or the Pirates. This story is my sanctuary, my practiced escapism. I could never just walk away and leave it go, not forever....