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Chapter 13: In the Hay Over the next few weeks, Nick and Francis had grown inseparable. Francis would pick Nick up from school and sneak him into his bedroom where they'd hang out for hours on end. Nick would sometimes sleep over, telling his parents he was at a friends' working on homework. Francis often got away with telling his parents that Nick was just...
The best hunting for lions in the Kingdom of Urartu was in the south, near the border with Assyria. This area was not the safest place to be in those years of Assyrian expansion into the region between the Caspian and Black seas, but it was where the lions were. So, when the prince of Urartu took his hunting party from the capital at Tushpa, on the Nairi Sea...
As the opera was coming to a conclusion, Rushdy leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips again and whispered in my ear how sexy I looked in my tuxedo and how much a "good stick" I was for being a help to him. I nearly flared up then, but then I could see the danger in his eyes, the flash of dominance. "David tells me that this is little different from y...
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It had been 3 weeks since I last met Joe. And for that whole time I had been thinking of the night we'd spent together. I couldn't get it of mind but I at the same time, I couldn't make up my mind - did I want to meet him again? I mean I have feelings for him, I told myself, but maybe it was just about sex. I mean the sex was great, but was it too great? Wou...
On the other side of town Sheriff Carter and Will have found the only other room available. They are soaked through to the skin after spending a couple of hours going from inn to inn. Again the room only has one double bed, Carter looks at it and sighs. "Well looks like we'll be bunking up together then," he says to Will. "Yes sir," Will replies, not at al...
Tonight was one of those nights that in the past few months Second Lieutenant Theodore Stevenson had come to describe as quiet: although when was it ever truly quiet on the Western Front? He could still hear the spasmodic rat-a-tat of distant machine gun fire; the occasional whoosh of a sniper's bullet; and the muffled screams of agony and despair from a lon...
This is the second of two stories about the early naval career of one, Kevin Pettifer, who aged eighteen, by dint of his own efforts, pulled himself out of a working-class dead-end existence in a northern English city and became a Petty Officer in the Royal Navy. Before reading this story, you should first read its precursor: The Making of a Gay Disciplinari...
*All characters in this story are above the age of 18 years old* *This story was inspired by and written with the permission of redbeardedsf. The characters and situations involved are from his story "The Ultimate American Boy Contest." He is a writer of excellent slave boy erotic fiction. If you are Nifty enough you can read his stories, and get a better u...