He ran down the hill nearly tripping as he did. His small vacation in the country of Georgia had turned to a near death experience. As he reached the bottom of the hill he ran into the woods hoping the darkness of the night would help him hide from his pursuers. The yelling of the pursuers could still be heard as he trekked through the woods. Suddenly, he...
*This is the second installment of Frontier, if you have not read part one I suggest you read that first. Feel free to comment any thoughts or criticism, I would love to know how to make these stories better. Thanks, enjoy. *** "Wake up Bitch." a voice called, and James opened his eyes to greet the sunlight rising over the plains, the darkness of the earth...
He left the ruins of Georgia in the summer of 1874, another orphan of the War of Rebellion and one step ahead of the lynch mobs and night riders. Headed west into the territories seeking out the promise of fortune on the far frontiers, but he was broke and hungry in the slums of St. Louis Missouri before the month was out. A young man without promise or pro...
Chapter 11 -- Ryan's Story -- Liberation "Quick, hide," Gunther said. He grabbed Ryan's arm and led him to the back of the loft. He got Ryan to lay down and covered him in hay. Ryan knew they were German soldiers, most probably still on the hunt for him. He heard Gunther leave, he hoped the boy could keep them away. I dawned on him that he was about to lea...
Many years ago I worked for a British bank in Lima, Peru. I had an American girlfriend, Susan, who worked for a US airline. We were invited to a wedding in a small village, just outside the city. We drove there in Susie's beaten up old Buick and found the village without any problems. The party was great, the people were very friendly, and we had a great tim...
He hoped Lucien hadn't decided he wasn't coming and had left. Paulu had turned the sheep over to his younger brother, Petru's, care, and that had taken longer than he anticipated. Petru was such a donkey. But then, Paulu supposed he'd been a donkey too when his father had trained him to the shepherding. It wasn't as easy a task as many thought—certainly not...
"We have nude beaches here on Cyprus for gay men," the art gallery owner said as he moved around the studio couch in the photo studio behind his Nicosia gallery and fired off camera shots of me posed in the near nude on a blue silk drape. "All of them are on private property, though. I happen to have such a beach—very private—at my beach house near the airpo...
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INTRODUCTION Four young Frenchmen had been hiding out in the barn ever since the German occupation of France. They remained in the loft of the barn all day and then snuck out at night to gather some food. As they remain concealed from the German army they felt secure in the barn. Secure enough to be naked and have sex. Andre has just finished fucking Marcel...
Vernon arrives at the city as Rafael wakes, the streets are busy and he finds he has to canter, this frustrates him as he wants to get back to his son as soon as possible. Before long they arrive at the gates to the palace and he approaches a guard. "I bring the son of Aljeron," he says. "Be off with you, Aljeron doesn't have a son," the guard says. Rafae...