The slave trader, cloaked, with a hood covering his head, led the way in the predawn darkness up the dock and into the streets of the Greek island of Mykonos at the eastern edge of the Mykonos harbor port. Behind him was a burly yacht crewman with a blanketed bundle bent over a shoulder. Another crewman followed, a machine pistol in hand, his eyes looking ev...
[This is a completed six-chapter novella that will finish posting by the end of February, 2020.] "Don't worry about that shed, Pa," Cal said. "I've already talked to them up at Milo Mather's mill, and they should deliver lumber for a new shed sometime while I'm gone." "Lumber? While you're gone?" Old Henry answered. He was sitting on the front porch of the...
My name is Tom, and I had just closed a deal with a major company. I went back to my hotel room and changed my closed then headed to the bar to celebrate. I am not much of a drinker, but I felt I needed a mixed drink after completing a major sales like this. A basketball game was on the TV, so I sat down and drank my whiskey. A few minutes later two men appr...
Peter had asked to see me alone before he left "Why did you do it Josh? I thought we were getting on fine." I suspected a trap and I certainly wasn't going to admit anything "You did this to yourself Peter" He looked as if he was going to cry. A few weeks earlier I had been worried. It seemed inevitable that the situation between Peter and myself would...
I pulled a pair of low-rise shorts and a sports shirt out of the closet, put them on, leaving the sports shirt open and not tucked into the shorts, and padded down to the hotel reception desk to start the process of reporting I'd been ripped off, was temporarily destitute, and needed help to start the process of canceling cards and replenishing my funds. I w...
Braden couldn't believe he was actually going to the Fourth of July party. He was in his car on his way back over to his friend Nathan's house—the same house where only a day prior he had taken his first fucking from his father's sizable cock. He had fucked him in the ass on the massage table. And then he had cum in his mouth—even as Braden could taste h...
Young Billy landed in Charleston, South Carolina, by ship, at his uncle's own wharf, Brown's wharf, at the Cooper River foot of Queen Street. He was surprised to find that it was a lot warmer in Charleston in late October than it was in Massachusetts. And after coming from the more staid Boston, he was also taken with the frivolity he found here; it was the...
After our shower, Nico turned to all business, directing me to go to the laptop and start writing and that he'd order an in-room breakfast for me and would see me at 1:00 p.m. on the terrace for lunch. That dispelled all doubt in my mind that Nico too was a writer. He was able to see and honor the needs of a writer. I, of course, couldn't start composing i...
This story is part of Barbarian Tales One, and follows the story Rescued by the Barbarian. * * * If the fine young nobleman was before me today, I confess I would still have the desire to take him long and hard. He was a very fine young nobleman, who had whatever it is a man needs to have to make me want him enough to be foolish about it. And each time I...
All participants are over 18. I entered the code to unlock the door to the storage warehouse with trembling fingers and not a little trepidation. After all, strange as it may seem, the last time I was here, a week ago, I was taken roughly from behind. My anal cherry had been popped by a man whose face I had never seen. I came twice from this man's violation...