Gay Keithd Stories

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To the Hessian Hills Ch. 06

by KeithD on May 12, 2020
Gay Male

Virginia had said it wanted the British and Hessian prisoners, but it wasn't fully prepared to receive them. When George Washington, the military commander for the colonialists, decided that Boston was just too close to where there were British troops in strength to be confident the large number of prisoners from the Battle of Saratoga wouldn't just be freed...

Reaching for Gold

by KeithD on Oct 11, 2017
Gay Male

"I've gotta get out of here for a while. Blow steam off. And not on the rings either." "I'd like to go check it out too, Jim. But you know what Coach said. No drinking and no sex till after Friday." "But that's five days from now. I'm gonna go crazy. OK, if we can't go out, come here. I've got something for you." "No, Jim. Coach said no sex. Do you think...

Good Neighbor

by KeithD on Jul 31, 2018
Gay Male

I'd known he was interested in me even if he hadn't been making moon eyes at me at the neighbors' dinner on Sunday night. I was surprised the others at the gathering couldn't see it. He'd been watching me doing my daily swim for most of the summer. I hadn't realized the people who invited us even knew Dan. It was the neighbors across the street from us, Gai...

Shores of Tripoli Ch. 10

by KeithD on Nov 4, 2019
Gay Male

Malta, 1815 Billy woke in the late evening and reached over beside him to find the bed empty. He looked over to the French doors out onto the garden on the cliff overlooking Malta's Valetta harbor, with its vast array of ships' masts in view beyond the edge of the garden. He sat up on the side of the bed, opened the drawer of the nightstand, and took out a...

Lesson Unlearned

by KeithD on Feb 3, 2020
Gay Male

"You really wanted it this morning, didn't you?" Leonard said. He laughed as he rose off Dan on the bed. "And, woowie, look at that hole." He grabbed a hand mirror off the dresser and held it between Dan's bent and spread legs, his buttocks elevated on a bolster, so the younger guy by a good twenty-five years could see the effects of how Leonard had worked h...

Cairo Surrender Ch. 01

by KeithD on Jun 12, 2019
Gay Male

Note: All characters in this novella are older than 18. [This is a completed ten-chapter novella, to be posted in six entries by mid June 2019] ***** Shepheard's Hotel Gentlemen's Dining Room, Cairo, Egypt, November 1924 The times were such that it was folly for anyone of European visage to walk the avenues and alleys of Cairo alone. It had been four yea...

Release Retreat

by KeithD on Jul 15, 2020
Gay Male

"Are you Mark?" "Yes," Mark said, startled. He turned his head toward the gruff, menacing voice. He had fully stripped down in the locker room when the big black stud entered. The young man turned and looked at the black brute. Neither spoke further. The black bull, wearing only athletic shorts, showing off a magnificently muscled body, walked to Mark, wra...

To the Hessian Hills Ch. 02

by KeithD on May 11, 2020
Gay Male

It was a fairly easy two-day march north from Lüneburg to Hamburg, one of the major seaports on the North Sea of the former Hanseatic League, which had maintained its importance even while the inland Hanseatic cities declined. Antwerp had lost prominence when its access to the sea, via the River Scheldt, had been closed down by a war treaty. Amsterdam simila...

Tank 'n Bull Ch. 01

by KeithD on Jan 21, 2020
Gay Male

[This is a complete four-chapter novelette that will complete posting by mid-January, 2020.] "Tank, Yo, Tank. What am I going to do with you?" "Hey, look, Craig. I got to the third level. And I zapped the Black Orc." "Focus, Tank. I asked what am I'm going to do with you?" "Uh, is this a trick question, Craig? You said you'd come home and give me a massa...

Mr. Stewart's New Steam Room

by KeithD on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

When I entered the steam room—Mr. Stewart had refused to call it a sauna, saying that wasn't manly enough—the others were already there. Mr. Stewart and Mr. Williams were sitting on the upper tier of wooden benches across the wood-paneled room from where Mr. Stewart gestured me to go. They were both naked, sitting on their towels. Mr. Williams had his hand o...