CHAPTER IX
June 17, 1775, Bunker Hill, Massachusetts Bay Colony
Tensions have never been as high in the colonies as they are now. After the atrocities of Lexington and Concord, calls for peace were becoming even more dead. This frightened Sarah who had hope for a normal life for her family in the colonies. While she was empathic to the plight of the rebels, she was still a British loyalist and as such highly divisive on which side was in the right. She was hiding in a boat writing to her mother.
"17 June 1775. Dearest mother, I'm in a place called Bunker Hill near the city of Boston. I'm glad you cannot hear the terrible sounds. The awful battles of Lexington and Concord are the cause of all this trouble. The colonists seemed determined to drive our troops away from Boston. But there is a spark of good news. There's a British officer who might have some knowledge of Father's whereabouts. I'm hoping to find him and learn what I can. Please do not worry about me mother. I am out of harm's way. I am worried about James and Henri. They've gone to interview the rebel militia for Dr. Franklin's gazette. Still I can't imagine even they would be reckless enough to get caught up in this. If nothing else, maybe this day will bring us news of father. I promise to tell-" Soon enough her boat was overturned.
"What have we here?" asked a British officer. "We have caught ourselves a rebel spy." The dozens of Redcoats soon surrounded her.
"Sergeant Wellwright, it is I! Sarah Phillips! I'm a guest at the Essex house." she said.
"Yes of course Ms. Phillips but this is no place for a British subject. These hills are crawling with rebels." said Wellwright.
"I am still looking for Lieutenant Hampton." Sarah told him.
"Ahh yes the man who served under your father. But it is too dangerous for you to stay here. I'll send Hampton around after we put these rebels in their place." said the sergeant.
"But I-"
"I'll hear no more of this, young lady. I insist. Corporal, escort Ms. Phillips home. This will allow you to pass through all checkpoints and rejoin us in battle." said Wellwright as he gave the papers to the young corporal. Feeling defeated, Sarah went with her ordered ride.
"I thought she'd never leave, sir." said a young Redcoat.
"I know, I know, but every man knows a lady cannot engage in the going-ons of men. It is unacceptable." Wellwright said.
"Yes there is that. Well men, according to our spies, the rebels will mount an attack in five hours. That gives us plenty of time for 'unleashing stress'" said a mounted Redcoat.
"Oh you naughty man, Lieutenant Sexton." said Wellwright. Sexton gave a smile. "Ok, Hayes, Parr started us off." The two bombardiers undress revealing toned and kept bodies befitting of the British Army. They kissed each other and stroked their cocks. Pretty soon, the rest of the stationed Redcoats undressed as well. Sexton had taken Wellwright for a slovenly kiss and he gripped his cock. The two officers moaned in the lust. They didn't notice they fell onto the sand but they likely didn't care.
"You're such a kinky man, sir." said Wellwright.
"Takes one to know one, Wellwright." said Sexton. Wellwright kissed his neck and went down to explore his very muscular chest and abs. He took his time with the temple. He then went down to see his hard thick 13 inch cock. Sexton's size was amongst the Army and nary a man would give up on the opportunity to take the beast. Wellwright opened his mouth as wide as he could and was able to get most of it down. He's had plenty of exprience with other soldiers so it wasn't as hard for him as other men. Sexton moaned and pushed his head down further. Wellwright suppressed his gag reflex enough to handle it. He sucked up and down. Another British soldier came by.
"May I be of assistance, milord?" he asked.
"Yes Salisbury, lick me. Cranston." Sexton said.
"Yes, sir?" asked Cranston.
"Eat Wellwright's arse." he told him. The young white haired man did as told. Cranston was known for being extremely good at eating out men. So much so he was requested by King George himself. Wellwright had fingered Salisbury's ass, eliciting a moan from the young soldier. Meanwhile the other men had started to fuck each other with Parr banging Hayes and sucking off two Redcoats. "You know, lads. If we can't beat these rebels with our guns, we'll just use our natural abilities."
"I would totally love that sir." said Salisbury. He presented his ass in front of the lieutenant in which Sexton took it with glee. Salisbury then went to lick Wellwright's chiseled back. The sergeant continued to give Sexton one hell of a blowjob. Cranston had grabbed Wellwright's 12 inch cock and jerked it off. He was really good with his hands. So good that Wellwright had unleashed into his hands and Sexton had came inside of Wellwright's mouth. The sergeant ate it like candy. Salisbury took the empty cock and sucked on it himself.
"Cranston, get on my cock." said Wellwright. The soldier did as commanded. He relaxed to adjust himself to his size but Cranston was not the type of man to wait while being penetrated. He instantly hopped on him like a mad rabbit. Wellwright grabbed his 10 inch cock and jerked it to match his thrusts. The sergeant grabbed the smaller man and took control. "Ahhhh yess..." Wellwright fell on him and banged him in the missionary position.
"Hayes, Parr get over here." he said. The two men obeyed.
"Yes, milord?" asked Parr.
"Parr, I want you to take me and Hayes I want you to take Cranston." said Wellwright. Parr positioned his cock at Wellwright's hole and shoved it in while Hayes did the same to Cranston. This position was known as a big Edinburgh fold. It was quite common amognst the British Army and Navy. And also amongst nobility in northern England and Scotland. The four men all went at an incredible pace. Faster than they usually go. Perhaps the aderliene of the battle or the fact that if rebels come they'll teach them the proper way to behave was the cause of their increased libido. Also the moans of the other soldiers were really starting to affect them as well. Threesomes, missionaries, doggy styles, piledrivers and more permeated the calvary on the sandy shores and in what went on for hours had the men getting ready for a big climax. Wellwright was banging Hayes while Parr banged Cranston and they unleashed their cum inside the depths of the soldiers. Hayes and Cranston shot their loads on the sands as well. A chorus of grunts and climaxes filled the air and gallons and gallons of sticky cum washed on the beach. Once the last of their spurts was done, the men all crashed into a sweaty pile of pleasure and tranquility.
"THIS...WAS...AMAZING!" said Cranston. He snuggled with Wellwright.
"Glad..to..be..of service, Cranston." said the sergeant.
"Will we really be able to take on this rebels, sir?" asked Parr.
"Of course we will! We're the British Army, the strongest force in the world. With our tactical exprience and firepower, these colonists don't stand a chance!" said Wellwright.
"Yes, Parr. And remember the British knows how to treat the men of an area as well." said Hayes. The four men laughed.
"Well gentlemen use this time to relax and reflect for those rebels will be if I give a correct guess in 30 minutes." said Wellwright. It just came to him that many of their muskets were covered in cum.
A few hours earlier.
James and Henri were at Bunker Hill trying the get the story of a lifetime from the patriots. While James was writing down every word, Henri was doing his usual activity: eating.
"Is there ever a time when you're not hungry?" asked James.
"Only when I'm eating!" said the French boy as he ate an apple.
"You expect me to take orders from you? Who made you king?" said a farmer.
"Colonel Prescott. That's who." said another farmer.
"I don't serve under Colonel Prescott. I'm with Captain Parker." said the first farmer. Henri soon slipped in some mud in which he dropped his apple only to be caught by a stout apple farmer.
"My dear lad, it seems to me that you fancy apples. Am I right?" he asked.
"Oui, that is correct." said Henri.
"Ohh a French boy. You know the French are valued customers. But in your case, I'll make an exception." said the apple farmer.
"What do you mean?" asked Henri.
"I have carts of apples ready to be shipped to France, Holland, and England and I would love it if you could you help me and family with stocks. The name's Ephraim Williams by the way." he said.
"Are you going to stay here and fight the British?" asked James.
"Oh no son. I'm just giving the men here fruit because only God knows but this could be the last food these boys will ever eat. I'm leaving right now to the main square in Boston." said Ephraim.
"Mmm I don't know.." said Henri.
"If you come, you can have all the apples you can eat." said Ephraim. Henri's face lit up.
"That sounds like a very good plan. I'm sorry James but you'll have to get the story alone." said Henri in a gentlemanly manner.
"I'll think I'll manage, glutton." said James. Henri saw Ephraim's wagon full of apples along with his smiling wife and kids and ran to it. The man put a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry, the sprout will be safe with me and my family. Besides we can't have a young boy around when men perform our 'special and sacred activity' now can we?" asked Ephraim. James smiled a dirty smile.
"No we can't." said James.
"Huh. I remember when I was a spry chicken. I took men by the dozens each week. But what are you going to do? All right better head out now." he said taking off his hat. James went back to the soldiers.
"Hey how exactly did Prescott make you the boss?" asked the farmer from earlier.
"Oh you know. Me and him had a little 'meeting'." said the second farmer. The first farmer gave him a smirk.
"What's your name, son?" asked the older farmer.
"Miles Starlton. And yours?" asked Miles.
"John Moore." said the older farmer.
"And it's a pleasure to meet you both. My name's James Hiller and I'm a reporter for the Pennsylvania Gazette. Do you know where I can find Dr. Joseph Warren?" asked James. The two gave him a look.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" asked Miles.
"Um yes kinda?" asked James.
"Tell ya what, lad. If you can take me, Miles and every man here and not cum once, we'll take you to him." said John. James looked at them and the rest of the men. There were 20 in total. James smiled because next to journalism, challenges were one of the things he lived for, especially when it came to the flesh.
"I would be honored to accept this challenge." he said. The group gave him lusty glances.
"Well then my boy, let's get started." said Miles. The men undressed as quickly as possible. Miles and John approached James and passionately kissed him. John grabbed a hold of James' dick and instantly got it hard.
"You're a bit thicker than the usual boys I see. Very nice." he said. John gave Miles a sinister smile. The older man took his cock and ate it in a flash. Miles on the other hand ate him out from behind and grabbed his balls. James moaned out only for another man to come over and kiss him. And then another came over and licked his collarbone and his back. The young journalist put the skills he learned from the Green Mountain Boys to the test and a personal trick from Ethan: Use the sensual energy of the men taking you and hold off cumming until you are ready to unleash. He held the man kissing him and fingered his ass.
"Ay the lad's holding out pretty good." said a man masturbating to the scene.
"Yeah but he won't for much longer after I get a piece of him." said another man. The rest of the group was in a tizzy of kisses, masturbation and fellatios. Miles grabbed James' ass and shoved his 10 inch cock inside of him. James reacted with slight moans.
"I can tell you've had a lot of men, boy." said Miles.
"Yeah I've been with both Captain John Parker and Ethan Allen!" James exclaimed. The group of men became wide eyed for even they have heard of the Green Mountain Boys' leader's prowess.
"Really? The Ethan Allen? Who can make a man jump out of his clothes and reduce him to mush just be looking at him?" asked Miles.
"Yep. That's the one." said James.
"Well I'll be. I've have well over two hundred men but Ethan. Now that's a ripe one I'd like to take." said John. "Miles, since our friend here has had Mr. Allen whaddya say we raise the stakes?"
"My thoughts exactly, sir." said Miles. He took James on the ground allowing John to stick his 12 inch cock alongside his. The three men moaned in unison. Meanwhile, the other men had started banging each other, in doggy styles and piledrivers. They could tell that their noises could be heard by other soldiers stationed at Bunker Hill. One thing that men (particularly those in the colonies) have learned to do was optimize their vocalizations during sex so the decibels can't be heard by women and children. 20 minutes into banging him and Miles and John came inside him while James remained steady.
"Wow lad you must have a sack of iron." said John.
"Hehe. Let's see what he's got against us. I've made every man I've been with explode like a cannon!" said a muscled soldier with yellowish red hair. John and Miles got off of him, leaving him to the mercy of this stud. He grabbed James and instantly pounded into him in the doggy position. Another man came over and shoved his cock in his mouth. In what went on for an hour, the 16 other men all had their turn with James and they all came but him. One last man thrusted into him wildly.
"I have to hand it to the journalist. He can sure take poundings." said Miles.
"Yes looks like he's going to win this deal." said John. The man banging James had unleashed his seed into James's overfilled hole. He took his cock out letting the gallons of semen pour from his ass.
"Well lad, you sure proved us wrong. You must make men really hot." said John.
"Thank you. Thank you. Now will you take me to see Dr Warren?" asked James. He and the soldiers got dressed.
"Sure, Mr. Hiller. A deal is a deal. Come on." said Miles. As James followed the farmer, Sarah and the corporal assigned to her were riding to safety away from the battle.
"So corporal, what's your opinion of the rebels?" asked Sarah.
"I have no opinion, ma'am. It's not my place. I just do my duty. Tell me: Why are you looking for Lieutenant Hampton?" asked the corporal.
"My father is in the Ohio wilderness and we have not heard for him. I am told the lieutenant may have seen him. Corporal, will you please help me find this man who can lead me to my father?" Sarah asked.
"Fraid not, Ms. Phillips. Orders and all." said the corporal. Sarah, not being the woman to give up so easily, took off her locket and threw in the field.
"Ooohh corporal my locket fell off!" she exclaimed. The corporal turned his horse around.
"Very well." he said being a proper British gentlemen. He went to search for the locket and easily found it. "Ahh there. There you are, miss."
"Forgive me, corporal but I must find my father." she said taking her locket back. She immediately took off riding.
"Wait! Miss Phillips! Come back!" said the corporal. She was already out of earshot. The corporal kicked the muddy puddle. "Damn it all to hell!" It was clear he was walking back to the battle. "I'm quite sure my brother hasn't seen the man. If he had he would have told me by now. Samuel Phillips was quite a good time." Corporal Hampton was now reminiscing on when him, his brother and Sarah's father had an amazing threesome. Major Phillips was by far the best man he's had. The way he stroked his cock and took him was indescribable. Corporal Hampton had seen he had an erection. Hopefully the nice air could help it die down. During his walk, he was approached by 5 men. They seemed to be patriots.
"Well well what do we have here, boys? A nice little Redcoat that's all by himself." said a man who appeared to be the leader. He was a 6'1 blonde white man who was shining a very sinister grin.
"Yes. I bet he's ready to show us the might of Parliament." said a 6'0 black man.
"And we'll just have to show him the might of our cocks!" said a 6'0 Indian man.
"Excuse me gentlemen but I really must be getting back to-"
"Getting back to being our cock slave." said a 6'0 East Asian man.
"Yes you tell him, Zhong Li." said a tanned man with a Spanish accent.
"Um may I ask what is an Oriental doing in the colonies?" asked Hampton.
"Well after the British cheated me in my deals in Canton, I was forced to be a Recoat. I was lucky to be saved by Captain Willis and his crew." said Zhong Li.
"Captain Willis?" asked Hampton.
"That'd be me, lobsterback." said the blonde man.
"And I'm Seamus, a former slave. I thank God everyday for Willis." said Seamus.
"My name is Brown Lake." said the Indian man.
"And my name is Francisco Garcia. I was a officer in the Spanish military from Cuba. I found the colonies to be a better deal." said the Latino man.
"Well that's fine and all but I have to-"
"Have to take off that uniform." said Captain Willis. Brown Lake and Seamus hold him down and strip him off. The men were taken by his well fit physique and hard 9 inch member.
"Not bad. Not bad at all. Boys?" the rest of the group undressed as well. Hampton saw the men were more muscular than him and their cocks were strangely at the same length: 11 inches long. While he's had bigger, he could tell that his group was not going to be gentle with him one bit.
"Suck, lobsterback." said Willis. Hampton figured he better do what the men tell him. He took the thick piece of meat in his mouth and grabbed his balls. Hampton's better skills was his fellatios and he was going to prove it to this rowdy bunch. Seamus and Brown Lake held their cocks out and told him to give them a good handjob. The redcoat obliged. Francisco and Zhong Li came over and pleased their captain. Hampton sucked faster and faster until Willis came. "Wow, you've made me cum faster than any man has.
"My turn." said Seamus. He shoved his dark cock in his mouth and Hampton fingered his ass. This is his first time doing it with diverse men and the thought was honestly making him hot. Brown Lake felt his ass.
"Seamus, sit on the ground." he said. The black man did as commanded. Brown Lake then stuffed Hampton's ass with his dick. The Indian and black men took their spitroast and didn't give him no mercy, including jerking (more like nearly tearing) his cock. Francisco came over and shoved his cock along with Brown Lake. He then lick on Hampton's neckbone and pinched his nipples. Willis on the other hand was banging Zhong Li.
"Hey, lobsterback. I hope you can fight as much as you can take men because when we get done with you, we're gonna take it all the way to Parliament and the King! Either with our guns or our cocks!" said Willis. Hampton wanted to responded but his mouth was too full of wood. Brown Lake and Seamus switched places and continued their humping of the British soldier. Hampton had to admit: While initially against it, he was now a moaning swain who was enjoying every minute of being taken by a rainbow of men. Willis scooted over to Hampton's side and kissed Brown Lake. Soon after, Zhong Li and Willis took Hampton while Francisco stuffed his cock in his mouth. The five men continued taking Hampton like a rag doll until the pressure in their balls told them it was time to stop.
"Captain, I'm gonna!"
"Say no more, Francisco. Let's cum on this British pig!" said Willis. The five men all jerked off and shot their loads onto corporal Hampton. Hampton's own cock unleashed a torrent of cum. After a few more spurts, the group that had taken the corporal were finished. They all took a moment to catch their breaths.
"This was such a fine time!" said Brown Lake.
"I know. Hope to do it again." said Zhong Li.
"Don't worry, mates. There's plenty of lobsterbacks who are waiting to get their asses stuffed by our members! Let's go and leave this little piggy with his thoughts." said Willis. He and his crew put back on their clothes and headed off in the opposite direction, leaving Hampton alone, naked and cum covered and filled in the middle of a field. He took a moment to ponder what happened.
"If the rebels use these tactics, then this war would be over in a flash." he said. While he could stay there, he'd figured another man might have his way with him or worse children could see a naked British soldier lying down. Hampton went to gather his clothing and simply went back on his way.
Meanwhile James had followed Miles' instructions and was able to find Dr. Warren. He was busy planning with a group of armed soldiers. Other men were busy preparing their guns and moving around supplies.
"Dr. Warren!" said James. The doctor's face lit up. He greeted him concordantly.
"James! You must leave, son. The British will arrive shortly." said Dr. Warren.
"Leave? But the people need to know what's happening here." said James.
"You're right of course. I admire your courage. Gentlemen, James writes for the Pennsylvania Gazette. He wrote those wonderful stories on Paul Revere's ride and the heroic events at Concord and Lexington." said Dr. Warren. The men cheered gleefully.
"So a journalist eh? Then you'll be the most valuable man here, lad." said a stout man who looked to be a general.
"And you are?" asked James.
"General Israel Putnam. At your service." he said.
"Always with the formalities, general?" said a handsome man approaching.
"And you must be Colonel Samuel Prescott." said James.
"I am." said Prescott.
"General, we need you to help the men with their pistols and muskets." said a soldier.
"All right. I'll be there in a second. Mr. Hiller, it's be a pleasure to meet you. As God is my witness, this fight will be ours!" said the general as he rushed off.
"You can bet it will be." said James.
"James, one of our scouts had told me that you can take around 20 men and still not cum. Is that true?" asked colonel Prescott. James turned around and smiled at his comment.
"Indeed I can, colonel." he told him. Prescott and Warren smiled even more amorously.
"Well then my boy, how's about you, me, and Dr. Warren here test out your so-called abilities? We have about 3 hours before the British show up." said Prescott.
"Dr. Warren? So you're-" The doctor laughed.
"James, do you honestly think I didn't know about Paul and Billy's 'recruitment'? Why do you think they were able to have a room there in the first place?" said Dr. Warren.
"So um how many men have you had?" asked James.
"James, let's just say me and men are like the clouds and the sky. I've had more than Britain has troops. And I've done quite a few Redcoats." said Dr. Warren. "And the reason these men are hyped is well I did a little convincing."
"Wow. Dr. Warren, I'd be happy to but colonel, how are you with men?" asked James.
"Is 3,000 good enough for you, Mr. Hiller?" asked Prescott. "And I did the majority of 'convincing' for these men."
"Well, it seems like you two really know your way around the sheets. Lead on, sirs." said James.
"I know a creek not to far from here." said Dr. Warren. James and Colonel Prescott followed him. The bristling water was a calming effect to men who had to fight a major battle in a few hours.
"So how should we start-" Dr. Warren grabbed James for a kiss. He wasted no time in removing their clothing. James saw that the doctor had a moderately built physique and a hard 10 inch cock. He was a bit thinner than James.
"Well James, I can see you have quite a thick one." said the doctor. Warren planted kisses on his skin and took his cock in his mouth. James didn't know it yet but Dr. Warren was well known amongst the men of Massachusetts Bay Colony for his legendary mouth. He often could make a man cum in little as 30 seconds. Not to mention his very talented fingers. Being one of the colonies' best doctors certainly helped his skills in the bedroom. James moaned out so much he swore the other soldiers could hear which gave Prescott the perfect time to lock lips with him. Prescott had a muscular build that was quite common amongst high military leaders of the Continental Army. James felt his solid abs and thick pecs. The colonel took the journalist in his hands. He joined Dr. Warren's fingers and telepathically said for the both of them to finger the boy. James, even with his experienced, was being seriously tried by these two sex maniacs. The younger male came inside of Dr. Warren's mouth. "Mmmm delicious."
"Hey, let me try." said Prescott. He grabbed the thick meat and gobbled it up. While not quite as blessed as Warren when it came to blowjobs, the colonel was still very much an expert. Dr. Warren went to eat James ass. The journalist's vocalizations were getting higher and higher. He could only imagine that a traveling soldier or frontiersmen was jerking off. He would definitely be okay if one decided to join. Dr. Warren and Prescott both increased their speed, holding onto his thighs for leverage. The journalist released another cumshot for which Prescott took it up drop by drop. "You're still hard? Impressive Mr. Hiller."
"Ok, I wanna take you know, colonel!" said James. Prescott obliged by getting on the ground. James saw his thick 13 inch cock. It surprisingly looked exactly like Paul Revere's. His balls were a lot more engorged however. While probably nothing he'll see will top Ethan's literal tsunami of semen, James assumed that Prescott could unleash a helluva lot. "Oh and I forgot to tell you men. I've had the wonderful colonel Allen of the Green Mountain Boys."
"Did you know? Well, so did I." said Dr. Warren.
"Was it amazing?" asked James.
"My boy, I thought I was a blessing but that man...whew. I thank God everyday that he came into Boston for supplies." said Dr. Warren.
"I heard from my subordinates that Ethan was out of this world but after hearing from you two I definitely would like to try him now." said Prescott.
"Samuel, trust me, you will have the time of your life!" Dr. Warren said with fond remembrance. James took Prescott and instantly went down on him. His blowjob skills now where 10 out of 10 due to all the thick men he's taken recently not to mention all the training he gets from Moses. Warren, on the other hand, continue to eat his ass. Prescott grabbed his head and stuffed his cock forcefully down. James was quickly proving to be Dr. Warren's challenger when it came to fellatios. The journalist sucked harder and fondled those huge balls. He took much pleasure in making the colonel a moaning mess. It didn't occur to James that Dr. Warren had started to fuck him. The doctor wasted no time in being gentle but thrusting harder than the Allegheny Mountains. He was hitting the spot just right. James should've taken Dr. Warren's ability to please men at face value. Prescott grabbed Warren for a slovenly kiss. They then fingered their respective asses. James sucked faster and faster until Prescott unleashed in his mouth. James was right. He did indeed cum a lot. He swallow the torrential hose of semen before it overflowed his mouth. The colonel continued to ejaculate his seed on the blonde man's face. A minute of cumming had left James's lower body a white mess. And like many colonels he was still hard. He got under James and inserted his dick in his hole. James moaned but took it in stride. DP's were now like a treat to him. The doctor and colonel increased their speed and felt their balls slapping against each other.
"Ready, James?" asked Samuel.
"Ready for what?" asked James. Rather than tell him, Prescott and Warren lifted him and banging him while standing. James took the colonel for another kiss. That feeling James had with Captain Parker and Ethan was coming back. He had his eyes closed but he could sense that awesome wave of spiritual and sensual energy flowing. He was sure that Dr. Warren and Samuel could feel it too. In fact, he could now communicate telepathically with them.
'Doctor, this feeling. I've been having this feeling lately. Whenever I have sex with a man like Ethan or Moses or Parker, it's like a wave of holy energy is washing over me. Like I'm being take to heaven.'
'It's the most enticing feeling a man can exprience James. When he's with another man, the flow of the passion resonates far more fluidly than when he's with his wife. The camaraderie of it all further heightens his senses, it opens his world to an entirely new plane of existence. In a way, it is like going to heaven. A heaven where a man can be with his fellow man in a naked embrace for all eternity.'
'Does every man exprience this?'
'Every man has the potential to but only a few can really bring it out at every turn.'
'Hey don't mind me interrupting but to add further input to your question, James. I've have experienced this feeling with practically every man I've been with. Whether it was me who unleashed or rather mutual but I do know that only the finest men can exhibit this energy to its fullest potential. Tell me did you two exprience this energy with Ethan?'
'YES!' they both answered.
'I feel like I was in a different reality. Where I was chasing a naked Ethan throughout a wooden patch. Like we were immortal beings.'
'And it's also different for every man. I can sense each hue during love'
'Amazing.' the two kept bucking the journalist before cumming in his ass.
"I hope you gentlemen have more in you."
"James, believe me. I can please a man for hours." said Prescott. And with that Prescott took James in the piledriver position while the doctor grabbed the colonel's big ass and banged him good. The three went on for at least 2 hours. They could lose themselves to lust but unfortunately their senses kicked in and they knew the needed to be on the battlefield with their fellow patriots.
"Not that this has been fun, gentlemen but I think we need to wrap this up. Freedom is calling after all." said the doctor. He was banging James while Prescott fucked him. The colonel had furiously thrusted into Warren which Warren furiously banged James. It all unleashed into a crescendo of pleasure and satisfaction. They all came at the same time. Semen upon semen flowed some of which even got into the water in the creek. After a full minute (to which James and Dr. Warren didn't even know they had that amount of cum) they got off each other and crashed onto the ground, panting and sweaty.
"That...was...incredible!" said James.
"I..told..you..James. I can leave men in wonderment in more ways than way." said Dr. Warren.
"You should take his advice, lad. He was definitely one of the top 5 men I've had." said Samuel.
"Well in any case, it's good to be in your company again, Dr. Warren." said James.
"As you. You know I did hear from Paul and Billy about you. And I was extremely impressed." said Dr. Warren.
"Well, like I told them, I have a very good teacher." said James.
"This Moses must be a god in bed." said Samuel.
"Well, ask the men of Philadelphia and you'll see." said James. They all laughed.
"There's at least 30 minutes before the battle commences. What do you say we spend 15 minutes just praying and relaxing?" asked Dr. Warren.
"Sounds good, sir." said James. He thought of how the battle would go down and how he would write. One thing is for sure, their mother country England has most definitely lost her colonies.
END OF CHAPTER IX