The Boat (ePub)
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In this gay short just right for a sizzling bedtime read, horny Jamaican crewman have their way with a "nice" gentleman who happened to be in the wrong place at the right time. Although the Kingston never sets sail, the fellow enjoys the ride in the belly of the boat.
Excerpt
"I want to see the captain of the ship. You have no right to kidnap me," I said in the deepest man voice I could muster. But my voice was cracked and I sounded like a puppy yapping.
"Shut up, man. We be the law right now. Capitan is sleeping and dreaming of men. Tell us who you be."
"I was just visiting."
"Visiting? Taking pictures at three o clock in the morning?"
"I couldn't sleep."
"You DEA slime."
"No. No, I'm not DEA."
"You wearing a wire?"
"No."
"Take off your clothes, mon. Let us see."
"Sir, I can assure you…"
My inquisitor nodded at the petrified remains. I knew what he meant. I trembled and tears blinded me.
"Ah, mon scared." Another sailor had my camera. He pushed buttons trying to see the pictures I had taken. He accidentally snapped a picture of himself. The flash startled him and he dropped the camera. The others laughed and slapped themselves. They chortled back and forth to one another in Spanish and French. I smiled and laughed also, in hopes that this humorous moment would relax them and make it easy on me. After a moment, I noticed I was the only one laughing. Their eyes had grown cold again.
"Take off your clothes, mon."
"Sir I am a United States citizen. I do not have to take my clothes off for anyone.
"You DEA."
"I am not DEA!"
They suddenly rushed me. My clothes were tugged and snatched off my body. In a moment I stood shivering and naked in front of four young sailors. The oldest looked to be twenty-two. They examined my clothes and wallet. One took the bills and stuffed it in his pocket. They held up my pink Calvin Klein bikinis and laughed.
At the heart of my writing are my experiences. I'm a fiction writer not a memoirist. I fictionalize my truth and the truth of others.
I learned the craft of creative expression from my Mother. She taught me in more ways than one how to make up stories and to give people we knew alternate lives. I'm a member of Erotic Meets, the premier group for Erotica Writers. My unofficial Birth date is August 19, 1987. I'm not much younger or older than that. I've adopted Texas right now. The kindness of readers keeps me going.
- Autor: AC Adams
- 2017, Englisch
- Verlag: Wes Writers and Publishers
- ISBN-10: 1540184064
- ISBN-13: 9781540184061
- Erscheinungsdatum: 15.11.2017
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- Dateiformat: ePub
- Größe: 0.19 MB
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