CHAPTER XI
June 1775, Philadelphia.
It was a slow day at Dr. Franklin's print shop as James was bored out of his mind throwing cards in a hat.
"Whoever said no news is good news wasn't in the newspaper game." he said.
"There must be something you can write about." said Moses as he put an object on the counter.
"Maybe but we haven't heard from any of our correspondents in two weeks." said James. Moses smiled a seductive grin.
"Well James I know one way we could pass the time." he told him. James gave him a similar sultry look.
"Ohh it wouldn't be like last night would it? Or the night before? Or the night and afternoon before that right?" James said playfully.
"Maybe...you'll just have to find out." said Moses.
"And I'll be more than happy to." said James. Moses smiled and picked up him in his arms. "Always so assertive, eh Moses?"
"And I know full well that you enjoy every minute of it." said the black man. James gave him a kiss.
"You're damn right I do." said the blonde softly. Moses carried James upstairs to his room (which is basically James' room too at this point.) and threw him on his bed. Moses shut the door and instantly attacked the younger male. James wrapped his arms around that godly back and playfully used his tongue for dominance. Moses would always win of course but it was nice to try. Moses removed James' clothing in a flash. The handyman always marveled at how beautiful his protégé looked despite putting up a tough front. He planted kisses upon his skin and put his fingers in his mouth. The blonde always loved sucking his strong and talented strands of tendon. Moses gobbled up his cock and gave it its usual lickings. No matter how many times Moses sucks on him, the former slave somehow always made James moan as it's their first time. Using his other fingers, he probed James's hole. The blonde man moaned even more. Per usual, he shot his sticky seed in Moses's mouth. Now it was James' turn. He hastily undress Moses, ogling those dark chiseled planes of muscle. His succulent abs, pecs and large biceps always sent a thrill of excitement to James. The younger male then unfasten his breeches and his cock plopped out. He's only noticing it now but Moses' cock was now over 13 inches and it was a bit thicker than before. In his newfound experience, he guessed that Moses somewhat grew his cock further, a feat that he intelligently deducted would be a once-in-a-lifetime thing. Maybe sex with George Washington gave it the upgrade. Whatever the reason, all that means is a lot more men will get the pleasure of their lives. James took the dark meat and took it all in. Both of them saw blowing each other as a near-second nature so perhaps any cock they will take now will be very easy to swallow. Fondling his enlarged balls and muscled firm ass, James went faster and faster. Moses did his usual moaning. The former slave hardly got a real good fellatio from the numerous men he's had but James somehow always manages to be the best. The one he received from Augustus and Archibald was by all accord amazing yet the bond he shared with the younger blonde man brings their sexual prowess up to 11. Moses unleashed his mighty seed into James' mouth.
"Amazing as always, James." he told him.
"Nah you're better." he said. Moses smiled.
"True but you're sure close." said the former slave.
"Less talk, more tearing me a new one!" said James as he held his ass up. The black man ate his ass, getting every nook and cranny with his superbly gifted tongue. The younger male moaned out of course. James wondered if Dr. Franklin knew of his and Moses' favorite activity. He mentally slapped himself. Of course Dr. Franklin knows. He was a young man too and one of the most brilliant in the colonies. He definitely knew how to keep a straight face when he sees James and Moses suspiciously together. Moses stuffed his thick long rod into him. James has had the large cock so many times that he barely even yelped anymore. Moses thrusted roughly into him and held his cock. The older man thought the bed had to been blessed by God to have withstand the literal hundreds of times he and James 'take a break'. Moses nipped at the young man's ear before playfully biting it. This is what James requested as he tried it when a blacksmith who made a new fireplace rack for Ben Franklin repaid James with his body. He continued to jerk off his cock until the blonde came again. Eating the semen out of his hand, Moses turned James over and fucked him in the missionary style. "Ugh harder!"
"You got it!" said Moses as he increased his already incredible speed. There was nothing James loved more then when Moses went all out. To see the fierceness and untameable nature of this very skilled former slave could make any man weak to his knees. James moaned louder but at this point Moses had thought the younger male was putting on a show so he could still feel completely dominate. An unlikely scenario as Moses has been proven time and time again to be that good. He picked up James and fucked him while standing. Taking his lips again, he spoke to him telepathically.
'So James, how do you feel?'
'What a stupid question. I always feel like the first day you took me in your bed! How do you do it, Moses. Really?'
'Let's just say I have a way with men.' the black male kept bucking him throughout his room in their favorite positions and one they haven't tried yet: scissoring. However, the pressure in their balls told them it's time to release. The two could go on for hours (and they have) but they thought it's best to save it for tonight.
"I'm gonna cum!" said Moses.
"Cum inside me!" said James. Moses banged him with a thunderous speed until he released his torrents of semen inside of the younger male. He took out his erupting cock to let James taste the African white milk (as some of his 'lovers' say). It was the blonde's favorite drink after all. James' own cock erupted as Moses finished his ejaculation. A few more spurts and both men were empty. They crashed onto the bed, sweating and panting but as usual they wouldn't trade their special time for anything in the world.
"Amazing...as...always!" said James.
"I think...that's...more or less..a fact now." said Moses as he held the smaller man in his strong arms.
"You know, Moses. I'm really am glad for this. It really strengthens our bond." said James.
"Yes, James. The bond of eternal friendship. It's always comforting to know that no matter how many men I take, you will always be my favorite. James gave him another kiss.
"Well thank you. And speaking of that...I have a suggestion." said James.
"What is it?" asked Moses.
"Well...I was wondering if we could invite another man in this very bed for a 'meeting'?" asked the blonde man.
"Ahhh that...well I've had a couple of 'meetings', my favorite being those two back in Virginia, so I don't see why not." he told him. James beamed with glee.
"Oh thank you, Moses! You will not be disappointed!" said James.
"Oh when it comes to the sheets, I'm never disappointed with you, James. But he'll have to take it from me. Not give it to me." said Moses.
"Don't worry, Moses I will definitely make sure of this." said James.
""James, Moses where are you?!" said the shrill voice they know and love. James smiled.
"Better go see what the glutton wants." said James. He and Moses gathered their clothes and kept a distance from each other so Henri wouldn't suspect anything.
"Look what I found in the streets!" said Henri.
"Litter?" asked James.
"A letter!" said Henri as he put the letter down. "The postman must've dropped it!"
"Let me see." said James.
"You shouldn't read somebody else's mail. We have to deliver it to the rightful owner." said Moses.
"But we are the rightful owner. It's addressed to the Pennsylvania Gazette." said James.
"It's news. Right? Am I right?" asked Henri.
"Oh boy! Ask and ye shall receive! A report about British troop movements. The Redcoats are moving south from Boston." said James as he happily held the letter.
"Are you sure? Who sent it?" asked Moses.
"The fox!" said James.
"That's a strange name." said Henri.
"Could be a spy." said James.
"Or it could be code." said Moses.
"Who cares? We finally have a story and I got it for us!" said Henri.
"Maybe Henri's right. At least it's something. Come on, Moses. Let's dust off the printing press." said James. A few hours later and a very regal looking man came riding on a horse. He entered the Pennsylvania Gazette. He saluted the three with James giving a salute back.
"I'm looking for a Sarah Phillips." he said.
"We've got a Sarah Phillips!" said Henri.
"Is she here? I'm carrying a letter for her." said the man.
"Henri, go get Sarah!" said James.
"Who do you think I am, your assistant?" asked Henri.
"Yes." said James bluntly.
"I'll get Sarah." said Henri as he ran upstairs. "Wait I forgot! Sarah is in the fields outside of town. She said she wanted to do some writing for her mother. Don't worry. I shall return!" Henri ran out of the door.
"So you're a captain?" asked James.
"Captain Hodges. At your service." said Hodges.
"And you're carrying the mail?" asked James.
"I'm on my way to rejoin General Washington's troops in Boston. I was entrusted with this letter during my trip to Fort Pittsburgh." said Hodges.
"I bet that's from Sarah's father." said Moses.
"We have news, captain. Big news!" said James.
"What is this news?" asked Hodges. James and Moses smiled and the former grabbed the letter.
"Well, sir before we can tell you this news, me and my friend have to know would you be down with a little payment?" asked James in an amorous manner. Hodges smiled and acted innocent.
"What is this payment?" asked the captain.
"Well, captain. If you would be so kind to come to my bedroom, we'll be sure to tell you." said Moses.
"I would be most honored." said Hodges.
"And just want to know: How are you with men?" asked James.
"Lad, I have on regular at least 40 men per week. The troops really know how to make you feel like you're alive. Not to mention all the men I have when I ride carrying messages." said Hodges.
"And have you had Washington?" asked Moses.
"Oh yes. he was undoubtedly the best man I have ever had." said Hodges.
"Well, we need no more discussion. Come upstairs and you can pay us all you want." said James. The captain quickly followed the two other men, closing the door behind them.
"Ok so who should start-" James took the captain for a kiss. Hodges was taken aback but regained his footing and caught the journalist in his strong arms. He removed his hat and the rest of his clothes. James saw the captain had a well toned physique which wasn't as muscular as Moses but more than his. James and Moses did the same. Hodges liked what he saw. "Oh and by the way, captain you'll have to take it from my friend Moses here. He doesn't bottom." Hodges looked at him.
"Oh that will be no problem. I've always wanted to try an African man." said Hodges. Moses smiled and kissed him.
"Then let me rock your world." he whispered in his ear. Moses grabbed the captain for a slovenly make out session. He pushed him on the bed. Moses liked to have a combination of soft but hard with the need arises for his men. He continued to kiss Hodges while jerking off his hard 11 inch cock. Moses planted kisses on his soft white skin and took his cock in one gulp. Hodges yelped a little. George gave him one hell of a blowjob but Moses is already starting to give him competition. Just as he took another breath, James stuffed his cock in his mouth. Hodges grabbed and fingered his ass. This captain certainly wasn't lying when he said he knew his way around men. Moses lifted his legs and ate his ass, getting every crevice his large tongue would allow. He never let go of his aching cock. A few minutes afterwards, Hodges came. Moses ate the sticky mess out of his hand.
"Mmmm your cum is tastier than most." said Moses.
"Thank you. Every man tells me that." said Hodges.
"Well, does every man take you like this?!" said Moses as he lifted up his legs and thrusted into him relentlessly. The captain moaned loudly. While Moses wasn't the largest he's received, he was definitely the most virile and skilled. Yes George was overall better but the way Moses took him from the way he sucked on him or even his kisses just screamed passion. In a way that George could not. He certainly wasn't prejudiced to think all African men had this ability but damn Moses was truly one in a million! James sat on his face and took Moses for another kiss. The two men touch rubbed each other. James loved feeling Moses' solid abs and chest. He saw that the captain also had a great set of abs. Moses bucked Hodges harder causing the captain to moan inside of James. The younger journalist strangely loved the feeling. James grabbed Hodges' cock, pumped it and got up and sat on it. The slickness of the wang really did it for him. Moses took James for another kiss and the blonde's cock rubbed against his abs. The moans of Hodges were music to both of their ears. Moses fucked him harder keeping his lips locked with James. All three men's ballsac form a sort of vertical stance. A few minutes earlier, Moses took his cock out and stuffed in James as he read his mind about being DP'ed. Hodges took the younger male in his arms and Moses laid on top of them. The three men's vocalizations certainly could be heard around the print shop with Dr. Franklin in the other room. James imaging the older man simply smiling his famous smirk. After a while, Moses went back to fucking Hodges while James stuffed his cock in his mouth again, making him a spit roast.
'Hey Moses, soo was this a good idea or what?'
'James, it wasn't a good idea. It was an amazing idea!'
'I thought so. Next time when I make a mistake, I want to remember that my ideas in the bedroom can make up for it'
Moses laughs mentally. 'Ok I will, lad' Hodges came for the third time. Moses had perfected his ability to detect a man's stamina reserves and he knew that Hodges couldn't go on any longer. He gave James a sign to leave as he wanted to drain the captain of every inch of libido. The blonde did as told and Moses thrusted into Hodges at a thunderous speed. He also pushed the mans head into the bed. James always found this type of dominance so hot. A few more thrusts and the black male unleashed his reservoir of cum inside of him. Another trick Moses had learn was to hold his semen in and control the amount he can release. He was going to fill Hodges up and then have him suck out the rest while hard. Once a bulge in the captain's stomach was visible, Moses pulled out of him, noticing the pool of white seeping from his ass.
"Suck me off." commanded Moses. Hodges did as commanded and took the still hard dick in his mouth. He held on to the dark firm ass and went fast as possible. Moses then unleashed the rest of his reserves in the captain's mouth. Hodges pulled off of him to breathe and the black man's cock was still spurting. A few more seconds and Moses was done. Captain Hodges was panting so hard he thought his lungs would fall off. "Come back on the bed." He didn't need to be told twice. James joined him.
"So...now...that...that's...over...will you gentlemen tell me what is this news?" asked Hodges.
"Oh that. British troops are moving south from Boston." said James.
"That can't be true." said Hodges.
"It's true. It's right here in this letter." said James as he handed the tired captain the letter he received.
"Do you know this Fox person?" asked the captain.
"No. But it's addressed to us. We're putting out a special edition of the gazette to spread the word." said James.
"I wouldn't do that. Do you see this letter mark?" asked Hodges.
"Looks like an F." said James.
"It is an F." said Hodges.
"I don't understand. What does it mean?" asked James.
"It's code. There's a secret message hidden somewhere inside." said Hodges.
"I don't see any secret message." said James.
"You can't see it. The real message is between the lines. Written in invisible ink." said Hodges.
"Invisible ink?" asked Moses.
"Both sides are using invisible ink. In case a letter is lost or captured. The redcoats would like nothing more than to print this in your paper." said Hodges.
"Why?" asked James.
"They want us to think they're moving south so we'll be unprepared when they spring their real plan." said Hodges.
"We almost fell for their damn trap!" yelled James.
"You must be very careful about the mail. It can't be trusted. The British control it." warned Hodges.
"How does this invisible ink work? I mean, what good is a secret message if no one can see it?" asked Moses.
"There's a special treatment. We'll need a man of science to help us." said Hodges.
"I know just the man!" said James.
"Splendid but um..can I cuddle with you, Mr. Moses? For at least 10 minutes." asked Hodges.
"Sure." said Moses as he took the captain in his large biceps. James went to join them. In the mind of Moses: 'I have two white men at my beck and call. Just like with those two in Virginia' After a while of rest, the three men got dressed and went to Dr. Franklin to decipher the message.
"The letter 'F' means fire. If it was marked with an 'A', I'd have the treat the letter with acid to make the invisible ink visible. Gather round." said Ben. "The invisible ink is a mixture of ferrous sulfate and water. The heat from the candle oxidizes the mixture and makes it possible to read what is written."
"That's fantastic!" said James.
"Very clever." said Moses.
"What does the secret message say?" asked Hodges.
"Exact the opposite of what they wanted you to know. The British are not leaving Boston. It will be up to general Washington to force them out." said Dr. Franklin.
"There you are!" said Henri.
"Somebody wanted to see me?" asked Sarah.
"Sarah Phillips?" asked Hodges.
"Yes?" she asked.
"I've carried this a long way." said Hodges as he gave her the letter.
"It's from my father! He's on the Ohio frontier! Oh thank you!" she said with glee.
"Of course. And now I must be on my way. Be careful. All of you!" said Hodges as he left the room. He ruffled Henri's head. James and Moses followed him.
"Hey just want to know: Was Moses the best man you've received?" asked James.
"Oh he was, lad." Hodges said. He gave Moses a peek on the cheek. "I hope to have you again real soon." the captain departed the building. James and Moses rejoined the main company.
"It's the only second letter I gotten from him since I been here." said Sarah.
"What does he say?" asked James.
"When is he coming back?" asked Ben.
"Is he alright?" asked Moses.
"He doesn't say. And this letter is two months old and I can't write him back to ask. There's no mail service to the frontier. And I can't even tell mother I heard from father because she isn't getting the letters I send to her." said Sarah.
"She's not? You write to her everyday." said James.
"But they're not getting through." said Sarah.
"Captain Hodges said the British control the mail. I'm going to investigate." said James.
"And I'm going to assistant investigate!" said Henri. A few days and many mail interceptions later, Ben Franklin has had it. The dissemination of information was getting worse and the truth needed to be brought forth to the colonists. He dispatched James and Sarah to deliver mail to George Washington and it was of the upmost importance that it does not fall into British hands. The two young adults were riding through the rugged countryside.
"Shouldn't we have passed another milestone by now? Or two?" asked Sarah.
"We're in New Jersey. Maybe they don't go this far." answered James.
"Dr. Franklin said he set them up all the way to Boston." said Sarah.
"Isn't that one? Oh no!" James said as he pulled his horse. "They're the ones who bribed the postman. They're Tories. They are waiting to intercept the mail! What are we going to-" James thought for a second. 99 percent of the time when men need discuss something with other men the payment will be with the flesh. What a wonderful time to be alive. "Sarah, come with me, I know what to do."
"Really?" she asked.
"Yes but give me a minute. I've got to water my horse." said James. After a short watering trip, he signaled Sarah to come on.
"Can we help you, sir and madam?" asked a British soldier.
"Yes um we have important mail to deliver to a friend of ours." said James.
"And who might this friend be?" asked the soldier.
"Well I might can tell you but first you have to let my friend here pass." said James. He gave the soldier his best sexy look. The soldier and the other three men got the message and smiled devious grins.
"My dear lady, you may pass. We have some business to discuss with your associate here." said the soldier.
"Thank you, kind sir. Will you be alright, James?" Sarah asked.
"Of course. Go on ahead. I'll meet up with you." he told her. She nodded her head and went past the checkpoint. Once out of earshot, the soldier turned to James.
"So my good man. Who would you like first?" he asked. James scanned the men and pointed to the large, handsome, auburn haired male.
"Ahh yes Roger has been known to leave men in total dazes." said the soldier.
"So just so we're clear, does every man have to share his flesh with you?" asked James.
"You should know the answer to that lad." said the soldier. "I'm Kenneth by the way and this is Albert and John." Albert has a little pudge while John was taller and while John was taller and looked slightly more handsome.
"Well nice to meet you-" Jean cuts him off with his lips. He took the journalist in his muscular arms. James could tell this one was really forceful with men. He saw the other three remove their clothes. James and Roger quickly removed their clothing as well. James took a moment to observe his form: It was just as muscular (maybe a tiny bit more) as Moses and his cock was a nice 12.5 inches with thickness almost matching James'.
"I say, you really have a wide one, lad." said Kenneth.
"If I had a shilling for every man that told me that..."
"Well it's true." said Roger. He kissed on the lips and went to take his cock. He fondled his balls causing the young male the moan which Kenneth came over and kissed him. John joined in by kissing his soft skin. Albert came over and ate James' ass. Taken by four horny men is certainly how the average man of the 18th century would like to spend his day and James was no exception. He has had many mouths on his cock which he rates and right now, Roger is certainly edging on 10. The young journalist moaned into the British soldier's moist caverns for which the soldier used his tongue to crush his and explore his own mouth. With all of this foreplay, James came in Roger's mouth. The taller male took every drop of it.
"Delicious, lad. Very good." said Roger.
"My turn!" said Albert. He took his thick cock and gobbled it up. John continue to kiss his body while Kenneth switched places with Albert. The British soldier soon had the idea to DP him along with Roger. Albert and John got out of the way and the two taller men took the apprentice together. James was confident that their moans wouldn't reach Sarah's ears cause he had somehow knew that these men had trained their vocalizations to only be heard by other men. He also could correctly guess the size of the other three men: Kenneth was 11.5 inches, John was 10 inches and Albert was 9 inches. His sensory abilities were damn sure growing by the day. John stuck his cock in James's open mouth. Albert kept his friend's ass busy by licking it...then by sticking his dick in. Roger and Kenneth went harder and faster, with the cold hard ground being nothing more than a minor nuisance. All three men's balls joined together. It wouldn't be too long before Roger and the British soldier would cum and cum they did along with James and John. The two men pulled out of James' leaking hole.
"You're still hard, lad? Very impressive. Most of the boys I have don't last after one orgasm." said John.
"Yes, gentlemen we've lucked out with this one. John, take our friend here." said Kenneth.
"Yes, sir." said John. He lifted James and fucked him while on the ground. Albert came over and stuffed his cock along with John's, creating a dirty Cardiff.
"One of my favorite positions. Those Welshmen really know how to have fun." said Kenneth. He took Roger for some time alone. Albert and John bucked James harder for which all three men moaned in unison. James had caught a glimpse of Kenneth fucking Roger with a look that said you're next. Albert and John had lifted the young journalist and fucked in the air. They went as hard as they could into the younger man. Albert grabbed James' cock and jerked it. After a while, Albert and John had released their seed into James' already filled hole. "Ok gentlemen, give me and the bloke some space. He's mine to finish." The other three men did as told and went over and sucked each other off. Kenneth wasted no time in banging the apprentice. Another set of moans escape James' lips, this time much more broader. Did British men somehow had an innate ability to hit a man's spot directly and without pause? He definitely noticed something when he had all those soldiers back in Boston. Kenneth grabbed James cock which was still hard and grabbed his head and kissed him. And he still went into him like a speeding bullet. After about 30 minutes or so, the soldier came inside him for the final time. The other men also unleashed their final spurts onto the journalist. James took it all like a simple farmboy. The five men crashed on the ground, with James and Kenneth panting harder.
"You are the definitely the best man we've ever had!" said Albert.
"Is..that so?" asked James.
"Oh...yes, my good man. You're much better than the men around these parts." said Kenneth. James smiled at their words.
"Well, gentlemen I can't stay long. My friend is probably worried so it's been fun!" said James as he gathered his clothes, got up on his horse and vamoosed out of there. The numerous poundings he's received over these past few weeks meant his bottom was so adjusted a horse barely registered any pain to him. He still felt the gallons of semen inside of him. He thanked God they didn't recall on why he was traveling in the first place. In an hour or two he caught up with Sarah.
"Hey Sarah."
"James, did the conversation go well? It seemed awfully long." she said.
"Yeah we'll I really had to convince them that we're on their side." he told her.
"James! You haven't gotten the mail bag!" said Sarah.
"You think we would've made it through if I did?" asked James.
"But where is it?" asked Sarah.
"Where they won't find it." said James.
"James, what have you done with the mail?" she asked.
"We'll sneak back for it when the sun goes down." he told her.
"You are shameless!" she said.
"Do you want your letter to get through or not?" he asked her bluntly. The British woman decided it was best to go along with his plan. Night fell and James and Sarah went searching for the mail bag he kept hidden.
"I want you to know that I disapprove with your deception with all of my heart." she said to him. "What if we get caught? Did you lie to them, James?"
"I sorta did." he confessed.
"Ugh! Now that we've lied, the consequences will be harsher, I'm sure!" she said.
"I had to say what I needed to. They're gone now." said James as he gathered the mail bag. As the two made their way back, a tree branch cracked.
"Did you hear something?" asked Sarah.
"Sarah, quit worrying, we're almost there." said James. Just then, John appeared in the path.
"Something you forgot to tell us?" asked the Tory.
"Run, Sarah!" yelled James as they vamoosed. John was hot on their trail when James had the misfortune of tripping over a rock. He quickly regained his composure and bag and scurried off. He was about to catch up with Sarah when John grabbed his leg and made him trip. The bag released letters all over the place.
"Ahh what have we here?" asked John. Just as he was about to take them, a loud explosion startled him and his hat fell. "So you've led your friends here!" John ran off.
"It's not much farther where we left the horses. Just keep running." said James as he gathered the mail bag and the letters that came out. The two young journalists continued to run but it was clear that they were almost out of energy.
"I told you this would be trouble." Sarah told him as they came across Albert and Roger. "We can't make it!"
"We've got to." said James. They made one last dash, quietly thanking the Lord for the burst of energy.
"Keep on them! They have a load of mail!" said Roger. James and Sarah kept on sprinting when they were grabbed by two strange men. Albert and Roger didn't notice and kept running. The two men held and bounded the two journalists.
"You're coming with us!" said an auburn haired male. About an hour later, they found themselves in a well lit cabin with people abuzz in sorting out mail.
"By what right are you detaining us?" asked Sarah.
"Like she said, by what right?" asked James.
"By what right are you carrying the mail? You don't look like Royal Postage employees. Sure you stole the mail from those men. I don't care if you did so you might as well admit it. They probably stole it themselves. I purposely set off that gunpowder explosion to distract them so we could rescue the mail." said the man.
"Who's side are you on anyway?" asked James.
"We are volunteers. We are on the side of helpless colonists." said the man.
"So are we!" said James.
"And you prove it by stealing their mail?" asked the man.
"Have you ever heard of Dr. Benjamin Franklin?" asked Sarah.
"Who hasn't?" asked the man.
"We're carrying the mail for him." she said.
"Have you some proof of that?" the man asked.
"I do!" said James as he handed him the letter. "Dr. Franklin asked us to deliver these letters to New York."
"Well this is Franklin's signature so you are official couriers. That is a very different matter." said the man.
"Congress has asked Dr. Franklin into the possibility of forming an independent postal system for the colonies." said James.
"Did everybody hear that? We're breaking away from the Royal Postal system!" the man said with glee. The people cheered happily. "You have no idea what good news that is." The man put his hand on James' shoulder.
"Those Tories wanted the mail." said James.
"I'm sure they did." said the man.
"And may we ask who you are?" asked Sarah.
"You may if you can keep a secret." said the man.
"I can." said James.
"Of course." said Sarah.
"We began some years ago as the New Jersey Committee of Correspondence. We were a volunteer organization dedicated to spreading news throughout the colonies. Our mission was the unite the colonies through better communication. We send messages to the colonies about the British threat. We copied press reports and intelligence messages gathered from our spies and we spread them throughout the colonies. Now we still work together. Keeping tabs on Tory spies. The men who tried to steal your mail." said the man.
"Then you'll let us carry our bag to New York?" asked James.
"Let you? We'll help you. We'll supply an armed escort all the way to New York!" said the man.
"You see. I told you my plan was a good one." said James.
"But you could've gotten us in trouble!" said Sarah.
"She's not kidding. The British would gladly imprison anyone of us in this room for what we're doing. You two amaze me with your courage!" said the man.
"You're too kind." she said blushing.
"He's right, Sarah. You showed some real bravery." said James.
"Why not? I've got you to inspire me. Even if I don't always approve of your tricks." she said. Just then, the door burst open to reveal a stout woman wearing a cloak. She removed the hood to reveal a raven haired rotund face.
"Ahh Margaret, what is it?" asked the man.
"Thaddeus, I had come across a heaps of mail that was left in the woods by Tories. I had found letters belonging to soldiers, lords, delegates, and even British wives." she said.
"British wives? Could there be a letter from a Phillips?" asked Sarah.
"Who knows, dear? All I know is is that this bounty is far too precious to fall into British hands." she told her.
"Sarah, Margaret here runs a secret group of women who salvage and intercept letters from the British. They've discovered plans and strategies from various generals that have really been a boon for the Continental Army." said Thaddeus.
"Really? That's amazing!" she said.
"Thank you but no time for congratulatory pleasantries. We have to get those letters before the Redcoats do! It's about a three hour hike but anything for the cause of liberty, lass!" said Margaret.
"Sarah, you should go with them. Margaret's group is extremely organized and covert. Plus they have branches and spies throughout the colonies. You couldn't be in safer hands." said Thaddeus.
"Oh all right. If there's a chance that one of those letters could be from my mother, I have to take it!" said Sarah.
"Yes, lass but he have to go now!" said Margaret. The women in the room had all left with her.
"Stay safe, Sarah!" said James.
"Oh don't worry. I have nothing to worry about with this group." she said as she closed the door behind them. Thaddeus and the rest of the men smiled.
"Well now that that's settled, it's time to move on to other business." said Thaddeus in a suggestive manner. James instantly knew what he meant but he p
"And that would be?" asked James.
"Well, James. I know I can trust you but in order for the rest of these men to completely have faith in you, you're going to have to go through what every new man around here does. And it's also how we interrogate our captured spies and soldiers and gather information from the Tories." said Thaddeus.
"Oh...well Thaddeus I'd be happy to be initiated." said James.
"I thought you'd might and I can tell that you've had hundreds of men. Good, so have every other man here." said Thaddeus. "So who should I begin with first?" asked James. Thaddeus smiled at him.
"Samuel Huntington. Behind you." he said to James. The blonde turned around and saw the large hulking man that captured Sarah. He could tell that he was a bit of dumb muscle but pleasing men was one thing he was a total genius on. Samuel grabbed James for a kiss and captured the smaller man in his muscled arms. They broke away for air.
"Just want to let you, lad. I've had over 4,000 men." whispered Samuel in his ear.
"Well I've both George Washington and Ethan Allen!" James whispered back. Samuel's eyes widened.
"Hey boys, this lad here says that he has had George Washington and Ethan Allen!" he said. The collective gasps filled the room.
"Really now? Hey Cotton weren't you with Ethan Allen?" asked Thaddeus.
"Yes and no man has ever made me feel like colonel Allen." he said. Cotton was a man as tall as James with a stocky build and brown hair.
"And I had him as well. It was an exprience straight out of the Bible!" said a half bald man with brownish red hair.
"Well, in that case, my good man. I'll be sure to make give it twice my all, something I've never done on any man." said Samuel. He quickly undress and got James out of his clothing as well. James admired the man's superbly chiseled physique. He wasn't quite as buff as Ethan but he damn sure close. He looked down and saw his massive 15 inch cock that looked to be as thick as his own. It looked exactly the same as John Parker. The rest of the men in the room undressed as well. James saw that Thaddeus was moderately muscled with an 11.5 inch cock. The rest of the men had cocks raging from 8 to 13 inches. Samuel grabbed the journalist for another kiss and jerked his cock off. Thaddeus came over and kissed James' butt and back and his neck. Then he grabbed the blonde for a kiss on the lips. He tasted somewhat sweeter than Samuel. Thaddeus held James so Samuel could suck on him. Another blonde man came over and sucked on Thaddeus's ass. Soon the whole room was abuzz when men kissing, holding and sucking each other off.
"Suck me." commanded Thaddeus. James got down and took his cock without any struggle. He gave the auburn haired man the best one he's ever received. Thaddeus moaned out loudly only for the blonde man who ate his ass to take him in the mouth. James fingered him and fondled his balls. That's when Samuel grabbed the younger man.
"Ok take my big cock." he said. James took the long pole with no effort at all which shocked Samuel. No man has ever taken him so easily, much less all the way. James grabbed his firm buff ass and fingered him as well. The journalist keep sucking on him at a breakneck pace. Samuel came inside of his mouth and he gleefully took it all.
"Delicious Mr. Huntington." said James. Samuel smiled and was surprised. He emptied his entire seed in a man's mouth and not a single drop was left except for saliva. This young lad was definitely something else.
"All right, lad now suck me off!" said a red haired man. While James got to work as usual, Samuel entered the blonde with no forewarning. He simply pounded into him at a brutal pace. He's connected with him in a way that's giving him all types of information about the journalist. He's learning that journalist has regular 'relations' with a former slave named Moses. He always wanted to try a black man. But what's really surprising Samuel was that James' ass somehow held his cock like a vice grip instead of the other way around. 'This man must have that special energy I've read about'. Thaddeus came over and inserted his cock into James' hole as well. Mr. Hiller enjoying this position very much. It showed other man that he could handle anything they could throw at him. And throw at him they did. Thaddeus, Samuel, and the rest of the men took James doggy style, missionary, piledriver, and standing. Nearly three hours had passed and they knew that the women were coming back. Thaddeus was fucking James over the table.
"I'm gonna-"
"Cum inside me!" he said. Thaddeus thrusted faster and unleashed his seed for the third and final time. James also unleashed his semen. All of the men were panting and cum covered.
"So...how...was...I?" asked James.
"You...were...the best man we've ever had, Mr. Hiller!" said Thaddeus.
"Really?"
"Oh yes lad, literally the best." said Samuel. James smiled a complacent smirk. A few minutes had passed, the men had recovered their stamina and got dressed. Fortunately the cum had dissipated. Thaddeus had freshened the room with flowers and opened the door so the smell of sex could evaporate. In around 20 minutes he saw light emerging. It was the returning women. Thaddeus closed the door, got rid of the flowers and the men pretended nothing happen (as par of course when women and children come back). The door flew open again.
"So Margaret did you get the mail?" asked Thaddeus.
"We sure did! This batch has so much information regarding Tory activity and British higher ups. Washington will be pleased!" she told him.
"Sarah, did you find a letter from your mother?" asked James.
"No I didn't but I did find a letter from a friend of hers who I know very well. Anything like this brings me joy!" Sarah said. James put a hand on her shoulder.
"Well in any case, this is quite a valuable find and will certainly give us an advantage in our fight with Britain. James, Sarah, given this new information, we believe it's best if you stay here for the night. We have an inn next door. And tomorrow, we'll make sure you two get to harbor and to New York. It's such a joy to have two young people like you who join the cause of freedom!" said Thaddeus.
"Thank you, Mr. Thaddeus. It will be much obliged." said Sarah.
END OF CHAPTER XI