CHAPTER XIV
Brooklyn Heights, New York Colony. July 1st, 1776.
During these troubling times, it was a pleasantry to see the sky clear and bright today. James and Henri had ventured to New York to interview General George Washington for the Gazette. James wished he had better news to tell. It seemed like the reality of the situation he and the colonists faced was setting in and Washington certainly was intelligent to know when they're outgunned, outmanned, outnumbered, and outplanned. He was hoping that Congress could declare independence so that France could send more troops to deal with the British and the newly arrived Hessian soldiers. If not, than the war's outcome was almost certain: America would forever remain a British colony. Also for James, it was really nice seeing Washington again after he ravished him gracefully like no man has done before. Washington's fatherly instincts didn't just carry on the battlefield but in the sheets as well. James could still recount that day with intense detail. He had hoped he could have the pride of Mount Vernon again but the mission of freedom came first. He'll let faith play it out. Meanwhile, him and Henri were at a stable to get their horse. A blacksmith who looked to be in his 30s was busy preparing a horseshoe.
"Excuse me, but we need our horse right away." said James.
"What's your hurry?" asked the blacksmith.
"We have to tell Dr. Franklin about the Hessians!" said Henri.
"You mean Ben Franklin?" asked the blacksmith.
"We have to tell Dr. Franklin so that Congress can get the French to help us!" yelled Henri. He closed his mouth when he realized the old adage: Loose lips sinks ships.
"Henri!" James said annoyed.
"Well in that case I'll get right on it!" said the blacksmith. He whistled for his friends. Two men rushed over and the blacksmith grabbed James. It was clear they were in deep shit.
"Hey let me go! Watch out Henri! They're Tories!" said James.
"Get the boy! They want to warn Franklin about their new troops!" said the blacksmith. Henri narrowly avoided their capture but losing an article of clothing in the process. "Never mind him! Let's lock this one in the barn!" One of the men saw Henri vanished out of eyesight and closed the barn doors. All three men gathered around James. "You know, women and children are locked up and given something to make them talk but for the men...oh ho ho this is not your lucky day." James already knew what was coming so he decided to use his wits.
"I bet you leave men in a very uninterested state." James taunted. That struck a nerve.
"Boy let me tell you: I can make any man into a sniveling pile of sweat and moans!" said the blacksmith.
"Listen to John. I've seen literally a hundred men being pleased!" said one of the men.
"Thank you, Edmund. Now prepare this little wisecracker!" said John.
"Got it, boss. Come on, Isaac!" said Edmund. The two grabbed James and quickly removed his clothes.
"Mmmm not bad. Ok boys, you know what do to!" said John. Edmund and Isaac shook their heads and removed their clothes as well. James saw they had moderate builds and Edmund was 10 inches while Isaac was 9 inches. James was taken by Edmund for a rough kiss. He held the blonde man in his strong arms and fingered his ass. James had a tongue battle with him but Edmund somehow won that. Isaac then had his turn and kissed him with more roughness. He also slapped his ass, something James wished Moses would do more. He could tell Isaac was some kind of woodsman. He pushed him down on the ground. Luckily there was a bundle of hay. Isaac took his cock in a single gulp while Edmund sat on his face. The two men didn't let up for a second. Isaac gave his cock a massacre of a blowjob. Edmund held his hair, signaling him to lick deeper. He moaned out loudly. Isaac sucked harder and harder until James' came in his mouth. He swallowed it all.
"Mmmm better than most. Now swain suck me and Edmund off!" said Isaac. James got up and took Isaac's cock in his mouth while jerking off Edmund. Both men moaned.
"Who knew this little rebel was so good with his mouth?" asked Edmund.
"Yeah! He's really proven himself amongst the other men we 'interrogate'" said Isaac. James then sucked on Edmund while jerking Isaac off. Isaac grabbed Edmund for a slobby kiss. James saw them and took advantage of another skill he has learned from Moses: double suction. He grabbed their cocks together and took them in his mouth. This shocked the two and John.
"Well I'll be! I've never seen a man take both of them in his mouth. He is something special. We could sure use him for our interrogation team." said John while jerking himself off. James had caused his captors to moan out, interrupting their kiss. He knew he had him so he sucked faster and faster till they came at the same time and filled his mouth with warm sticky cum. He took it all and released their cocks.
"So am I the best man you've had?" asked James.
"Well, you're close but we'll see after we take you. Turn around and get on the ground!" said Edmund. James did as told and Edmund quickly inserted his cock into him. Isaac did the same from the bottom. Both men could tell he's done this hundreds of times so they instantly starting thrusting. Strangely enough, it was them who moaned louder than James. He's obviously learning a lot from his black best friend/fuckbuddy. Balls smacked against balls and their moans echoed around the barn. Pretty soon Isaac and Edmund lifted James and fucked him in the air. Isaac jerked his cock off.
"You're enjoying...this..aren't you, swain?" asked Edmund.
"YES! VERY...MUCH SO!" moaned James.
"WELL, THEN YOU'LL REALLY ENJOY THIS!" yelled Isaac. Both he and Edmund pumped him harder and harder. James used his own skills to counter their thrusts. In no time at all, all three men climaxed together. Their cocks shooting semen everywhere. Edmund and Isaac pulled out and excess cum pooled out. John gave him a clap.
"Very, very impressive, dear boy. Now you'll have to deal with me!" said John. James looked at him and saw that he had a muscular physique on par with Moses and a long thick 14.5 inch cock. It had a very opaque head. "Suck." James did as commanded, taking his huge dick with ease. Meanwhile, Henri was running to base camp.
"HELP!" said the scared French boy. His cries got to the soldiers.
"What is it, lad?" asked a large man. Henri took a moment to catch his breath.
"James. He's been taken prisoner by the blacksmith and some men!" yelled Henri.
"Who is James?" asked the soldier.
"He's my friend!" Henri panted. "We have to go tell Dr. Franklin the Hessians are here so Congress can help! And these men want to stop us!" said Henri.
"Tories! Damn them!" said the soldier. Henri and 2 soldiers quickly arrived at the barn where James is being 'held'.
"They have him in there!" said Henri. Just as he was about to run in there, the taller soldier stopped him.
"Wait, lad." he said. He could faintly hear the moans coming from the barn.
"Asure, you hear that?" he whispered so the larger man could hear but not Henri.
"Yep. Sure do, Theophilus. He's being held all right." said Asure in the same quiet tone. "Hey lad, we need you to stay here and watch our backs. If these men are armed, it'll be much safer for you." The French boy weighed his options and agreed.
"Ok but please rescue him!" said Henri.
"Don't worry, lad. Your friend will be saved." said Theophilus. He and Asure went closer to the barn and the moans only got louder. Theophilus remembered a trick from a locksmith while 'thanking him for his services'. He took a splinter from the ground and jammed it in the narrow slit of the barn door. With a strong flick, he managed to gently open the stables. Asure pushed in to see James being penetrated by John. Theophilus closed the doors and locked it so Henri can't see if he decides to sneak.
"Hey! Who are you?" asked John.
"We're looking for a boy named James. Have you seen him?" asked Asure.
"THat's me! I'm James!" said the blonde male taking it from the blacksmith.
"Yes. And can't you gentlemen see we're a little busy here?" asked John.
"Yes we do. And you just happen to be Tories with information of the new Hessian troops that James and his friend Henri were going to tell Dr. Franklin." said Theophilus.
"Henri? Where is he?" asked James.
"Don't worry, son. He's outside watching our backs away from here." said Asure.
"He won't...Um..."
"I built this barn with wood from trees in England that cuts out sounds of men's activities from women and children. And it's also solid stone. So no the little fella won't hear. I've also took all the barrels and wood in here so he can't use them to see through the windows either." said John. "Now if you two don't mind, I'd like to get back to bucking this young swain." Theophilus and Asure looked at each other.
"Well, if you'd be so kind to release him afterwards." said Asure.
"And why would we do that? We got to make sure this little babble doesn't get word to Franklin. He's going to be mighty fine, don't you worry." John said in a suggestive tone.
"Well if we can please your two friends over there and I mean please them till there moaning corpses, will you let him go then?" asked Theophilus.
"Mmmmm well if you could do that, then yes I will. But only if they are absolutely satisfied!" said John.
"You have a deal!" said Asure.
"Good. Boys." said John. Isaac and Edmund approached them. Theophilus and Asure removed their clothing and put down their guns. Theophilus was moderately built and Asure had more muscle. As with most 'pudgy' uniforms, it belied his true appearance. They instantly got their dicks hard. Theophilus was 10 inches while Asure was 12.
"Let's get this over with." said Theophilus as he grabbed Isaac for a kiss. Asure did the same with Edmund. All four men fingered each other's assholes and deepened their kisses. John switched positions and banged James missionary style. The smaller man wrapped his legs around his buff ass. Not in the mood to deal with these Tories, Asure and Theophilus pushed their partners on the ground and ate their cocks in one gulp while rubbing their bodies and fingering their mouths. John was banging James in the piledriver position. He could tell when a man had vast amounts of stamina and James was one of those men so he was going to milk him for all he's worth. After licking their asses and making them moan like the town crier, Theophilus and Asure thrusted into Isaac and Edmund. They were not going to let up for this was to release poor James from the clutches of these Tories. And Asure was surprised that a young man like him could handle all three of these men and still have lots of energy to spare.
"UGH! HARDER!" said Edmund.
"You've got it, Tory!" said Theophilus. He banged the brown haired man as hard as he could and Asure did the same. Asure had the ability to send clear and concise messages to other men during sex and he relayed one for James.
'Hey Mr. James could you possibly use your own prowess against this Tory?'
'Yes I can! My friend Moses teaches me how to do it all the time' James held the larger man and thrusted along with him. He had his aura overpower his and have him in his pocket. Another half hour had passed and all five men were getting reading to climax.
"Get ready, you little rebel! I'm gonna-" John released into James while Theophilus and Asure did the same. They also jerked off Isaac and Edmund as they spurted as well. Their cum was gathering for a huge puddle on the ground. Afterwards the men crashed and panted, sweated and tired out.
"Ok...we pleasured your friends into near dumbness. Now you have to let James go!" said Asure.
"Fine. A deals a deal's. But mark my words: Your revolution will never be fruitful! As God is my witness!" said John. Taking a moment to catch their breath and stamina, James, Asure and Theophilus gathered their clothes and left the strucken Tories to their day. Exiting the barn, Henri's face lit up.
"James!" said the French boy. He ran to hug him for which James readily accept. "Are you OK?"
"Yeah I am." he told him.
"What did they do to you?" asked Henri. James looked at the two soldiers.
"Well...let's just say they tried to get me to tell them more the new troops but I kept my mouth closed." said James. "Thanks to these men, I'm now out of there! I don't know what I can ever do to repay you!"
"I do! Get your horse and ride like the wind! We need some help from Congress!" said Asure. James shook his head.
"Oh and if you ever want to have some fun, just visit our camp. We know how to make sure every man has his fill." said Theophilus softly. James smiled at his remark. The two journalists rode their horse back to Philadelphia to warn Dr. Franklin. After a few days of meetings, arguments, and borderline anarchy, the tensions in the colonies seemed to simmer ever more. The Continental Congress met again to declare a resolution of independence but only New England and the South voted for such a plan. The Middle Colonies remained aloof. This was a blow to James, who wanted nothing more than for all of his countrymen to stand united and for a story of a century. But alas it seems his dreams are dashed for now. Meanwhile, Dr. Franklin was in his room having a meeting with Thomas Jefferson and John Adams for a clear and erudite letter of independence from the Crown.
"So it is our job to come up with a written statement of independence of which Congress is to vote." said John.
"So you better start working on it, John." said Franklin.
"Not me, Franklin. My shrill insistence and lack of tact have made me too obnoxious. If the others know its my hand on the pen, they'll tear it to shreds!" said John.
"Whom do you purpose to write it?" asked Franklin.
"You Dr. Franklin! You are the most famous writer in the continent!" said John.
"I pass. I write for the amusement of my readers and myself. I will not write something only to have a congress to rewrite it." said Franklin.
"What about Roger Sherman or Robert Livingston? They're on the committee as well." said Thomas Jefferson.
"They can barely write their names. Jefferson, you have a fine mind and a gift for language!" said John.
"Me?" asked Thomas.
"You!" John responded.
"It will be an honor to turn what talents I have to this cause. I only hope I prove worthy." Jefferson said with confidence. As he made his way to the door, a nosy James lost his balanced. Jefferson emitted a hearty laugh and continued on his way.
"Where's Mr. Jefferson going in such a hurry?" asked James.
"He's got a lot of writing to do." said Franklin. James look at the man. Heaven only knows the task he's been given. As he made his way back to his quarters, he caught the attention of Moses. If there was one thing to know about Mr. Thomas Jefferson, is that he is a massive whore, sleeping with about at least 40 men per week. He was well known throughout Virginia for his lavish parties where men just had the nastiest sex possible. And his favorite man was the black man. Every night he is bedded by at least one slave. He is one of the most anti-slavery patriots you could imagine, calling the institution a hideous blot on the human soul. But even he couldn't resist his colony's dependence on the system not to mention his own funding. Also it didn't hurt to have a black one in him all the time. He once took nearly 35 male slaves in one sitting. So imagine his shock when he sees a tall, strong, muscular strapping black man like Moses.
"Oh um don't mind me...I was just...um" Moses smiled. He knew when a man stammers like that he wants his big brown ass. He approaches him and puts his finger to his mouth.
"I know you have a thing for African men, Mr. Jefferson. And also that you absolutely detest slavery but know that you are one man and it's going to take thousands to make a difference. That's what we're fighting for. I know that one day, it won't matter what skin color a man is, he will know the joy of freedom. And the pleasures of his fellow man." said Moses.
"How did you-"
'I can peer into the thoughts of men. Especially when they fancy me.' he told him telepathically.
"Oh well...that's good and all. Hey I think I've heard about your prowess from a few wainwrights. Moses right?" asked Thomas.
"That's right. And if you ever want to know why I'm so highly recommended amognst the men here, I'll be around." said Moses giving him a kiss on the cheek. Thomas lit up like the sun.
"Thank you. I will!" said Mr. Jefferson as he left. John followed suit.
"Have a decent one, Mr. Moses." said John.
"You too, Mr. Adams." said Moses. A few hours later, Thomas was busy writing the letter that will determine everything for the colonies. If the waded up pieces of paper are any indication, it was so much easier said than done. Sarah and James had approached his dwelling and knocked on the door.
"Go away!" said Thomas.
"Just wanted to ask him some questions." said James.
"He's too busy working." said Sarah.
"Working on what?" asked James.
"I think I know a way to find out." she said.
"How?" he asked her.
"Never mind. Just wait for me back at the print shop." said Sarah. He did as told and she ran off. Another half hour had passed and Sarah knocked on the door again.
"Go away!" said Thomas with much more annoyance.
"Chambermaid." she said.
"Oh all right. Let yourself in!" said Thomas. She quietly sneaked into his hovel and gathered the balled up paper in her satchel. She then made her way out. Unbeknownst to her, Moses was around the corner, waiting for her to be out of earshot. He had trusted his charges enough to know they only have good intentions with their shenanigans but he will still reprimand them later. He knocked on the door.
"What now?!" asked Jefferson in an angered tone.
"It's the letter you left at Dr. Franklin's shop. The one with: To have you would be a blessing of the ultimate virtue." said Moses. Jefferson's frown quickly turn into a smile. He knew he definitely needed a good fuck.
"Please come in." Thomas said. Moses let himself in and closed the door behind him.
"So how's goes it?" asked the black man.
"It's going...barren. I can't even finish one paragraph, much less a whole letter. I just don't know what to say or how to say it. I know we will likely be hanged." Thomas said to him. Moses smiled his classic look. The look that makes every man weak in the knees. Thomas nearly dropped his pen.
"I know it isn't easy but we are at war and I know you can do it, Thomas. You are the pen that will craft our independence away from Britain." Moses said. He then proceeded to give Thomas his best "I want to fuck you" look.
"Thank you, Moses. I needed that." he said to him.
"Is that all you need, Mr. Jefferson?" asked Moses in a suggestive tone. Thomas smiled at him.
"No, I suppose not. What I really need is to be in the comfort of a man right now. Then I can finally write with a clear mind." said Thomas. Moses approached him closer and took his hand and kissed it.
"That's all you had to say." he said. Thomas smiled a devious smile and threw his pen on the table.
"Please take me to my room. Ravish me like a common frontiersman!" said Thomas. Moses scooped up Jefferson and hurried upstairs. While he was only a few inches shorter than Moses, he was very light. Moses opened the door to his room and placed him on the bed gently. "Do you treat all your men like this?"
"Only the ones I can sense need proper care." Moses responded.
"Well just to let you know, I've been with literally thousands of men. What will make you any different?" Jefferson asked.
"Well, you'll just have to see for yourself." said Moses. He planted his lips upon Thomas' and held him tight. Thomas responded by grabbing a hold of his strong back. Moses kissed him deeper, using his tongue to win total dominance of Jefferson's mouth. Soft moans escaped from the smaller man's lips. Moses carefully unfastened his cravat, waistcoat and jacket. He cooed at Mr. Jefferson's well built frame. It was like James' maybe a little bit more muscular. He then went and undid his breeches and shoes. He was then naked as a new born baby. "You're beautiful, Mr. Jefferson."
"I'm sure you say that to every man." said Thomas. Moses rubbed him with his finger.
"No. I mean it. I've been with far too many men to make such a broad statement. In fact, I've only said that to 3 or 4. So yes, you are beautiful." said Moses as he kissed him again. He kissed his neck, collarbone, his chest, abdomen and finally took his 10 inch cock in one setting. It was thinner than James and Moses fondled his ballsac. Thomas instantly moaned at a loud decibel. No man has ever made him feel this good so early. Maybe Moses will turn out to be different. The dark skinned male sucked on him harder and fingering his asshole which caused him to moan even louder. If he moaned this loud at just foreplay, who knows how much better it will be? Thomas was busy being lost in the throws of lust so it probably was a shock that he came in his mouth. Moses, of course, ate it all up. "That was really delicious."
"Thank you. Now I believe you should be bare as well." said Thomas. Moses smiled and undid his clothes. Thomas marveled at his dark muscled body and huge 13 inch cock. It wasn't the biggest that Mr. Jefferson had seen but something about Moses just screamed primal lust. Like a dark aura that was both untamable and somehow managed to make every man submit to his urges in a fashion only noblemen from Europe could do. Truly Moses was unlike any man Thomas has encountered. The Virginia man grabbed his cock and started sucking. He took it all in and fondled his large balls. He then grabbed his taut beefy ass. He could already tell that many men enjoying toying with Moses's ass. The black male grabbed his head and bobbed him down on his own terms. Thomas felt the aura emanating from Moses was getting stronger. Whatever it was, it totally had him. He was now at his mercy, beck and call. Moses moaned as Thomas continued to take his cock. He was damn great with blowjobs, Moses'll give him that. Moses kept thrusting his cock in and out of Thomas' mouth. And he released inside of him. Of the literal thousands of mouths that have been on his member, Moses rates Thomas as one of the top 5.
"Your seed is by far the best tasting I've ever received."
"It is what it is, Mr. Jefferson. Now get on the bed and turn around." said Moses. Thomas did as commanded and the larger man spit on his fingers and lubed him up good. Really good. He then positioned himself and eased into him. Thomas was now realizing that Moses truly was not like other men. He wasn't rough with him but not completely soft. Somehow, Moses knew how to properly prepare and care for a man. He also knew when a man had enough or when he needed to go faster. And with sharp accuracy. Maybe being a slave (which forced him in the beds with masters across the Southern colonies) or learning from Indians had helped developed his skills in the sheets. When he became free, he swore to never subject a man to any act he didn't feel comfortable with or hurt him on purpose. He took a moment to adjust himself in Thomas and then pinched his nipples.
"Please...move. Now!" said Thomas. Moses complied and moved in tandem with him. He held him and increased his speed. Moses then grabbed his cock and jerked him off. Thomas moaned in more pleasure than he has ever experienced with any man. And it's only been 5 minutes! As stated before, Moses was not the largest he's ever received but as any man of the 18th century knows, size isn't everything as long as man can use his equipment to the best of his abilities. And Moses definitely used his. He went faster inside of him and he began to moan alongside him. Thomas certainly wasn't lying when he said he's received thousands of men and his ass was one of the best the black male has (though James will always be the best in his opinion). A few minutes later and Moses began to go faster and hold his head down. He had sensed that Thomas wanted a bit of dirty talk and rough play (though Moses knew not to get carried away).
"So Mr. Jefferson...you like having slaves please you every night?" asked Moses.
"Yes! YES! I DO!" Thomas screamed.
"You like it when their cocks hit your spot just right?" asked Moses again.
"YES! PLEASE HIT ME HARDER!" Thomas yelled. Moses smirked and smacked his ass with just the right amount of fierceness. "AGAIN!"
"So you enslaved my people for your own pleasures, eh?! What if I did that to you? What if I held you in chains and forced you to suck me off whenever I'm hot?!" Moses yelled.
"I...I...supposed...I...wouldn't like..." Moses lifted him up by the hair and grabbed his body.
"Well today: YOU ARE MY SLAVE NOW! IS THEIR CLEAR?!" asked Moses in a dominant tone.
"YES! YES I AM! PUNISH ME LIKE A COMMON FARMBOY!" yelled Thomas. Moses smiled and switch him around to the missionary position. He went as fast as he could without causing Mr. Jefferson harm. Thomas grabbed his heavenly ass. He thought his ass would be the talk of all the colonies if they made a statue of it. Thomas and Moses moaned in unison now, causing some men walking past Thomas' house to give looks of approval. Moses kissed the smaller man again and his tongue explored everything. Thomas didn't think it was possible but his tongue somehow reached further down. After about a half hour, Moses picked him up and fucked him over the wall, continuing to hit his sweet spot and giving him the occasional slap.
"WHO'S YOUR MASTER?!" Moses asked.
"YOU ARE! YOU ARE, YOU BEAUTIFUL BLACK MAN!" cried Thomas.
"AND WHO'S GOING TO POUND YOU UNTIL YOU CAN'T WALK?!" asked Moses.
"YOU WILL!" said Thomas. He grabbed him again and forced him into the piledriver position.
"THAT'S RIGHT, SWAIN!" he yelled. He continued to take Mr. Jefferson in every position for 3 hours and Thomas had came 3 times. A fourth orgasm was going to be his last as he needed rest. Moses could sense this so he grabbed his shoulders and thrusted into him violently to push himself over the edge. Then he released his semen inside of Thomas while Thomas' cock erupting along with his. He bit his ear a little to ease himself out. Once he could feel Mr. Jefferson was filled to the brim with his seed, he pulled out and released the rest on his face and body. He kept cumming until his reserves were completely empty. Then his cock died down. He was panting alongside Thomas. He grabbed the writer back on the bed and cuddled him in his muscular arms.
"Moses...that...was...simply...unbelievable! You..truly are the best man I have ever had!" said Mr. Jefferson.
"Well considering virtually every man tells me that, I think it is true. My skills in the sheets are of high quality." he said. Moses twirled his queue a little.
"You know, Moses. I really enjoyed being the slave for once. It helps me show just how incomprehensible this depravity is to freedom." said Thomas.
"I know it is, Mr. Jefferson. And I can tell that you want nothing more for it to end but..."
"But the whole economy of Virginia depends on slavery. I wish things were different but I am only one man." he said. "I wish I didn't have to use such good men for my own horny pleasures! I wish I could free them all! Then they're would be no more separating families, no more whippings (which I would never do), no more kidnapping, no more chains! What kind of God allows humans to be in this...this barbarism?!" Thomas began to cry. Moses wiped his tears away.
"It's okay, Mr. Jefferson. I completely understand. I detest slavery with every bone of my body but I realize it is too complicated for simple words to do alone." said Moses. "I know there will be action, I know that by working together to form a new nation, we can finally free all of those in bondage." Moses said.
"Do you hate the white man, Moses?" asked Thomas.
"Oh heavens no! I could never hate white men for what a few are doing. It was white men who helped my win my freedom and taught me to read and write. If not for Dr. Franklin, I don't know where I'd be. In fact, he realized the horrors of slavery when he himself owned a slave. It often takes one to exprience an action to realize its consequence. My own people sold me like a common corn sack. So no Mr. Jefferson. I never want to hear you say that I or any other African should hate whites for slavery. It's an evil that has every man of every color ensnared in its clutches." said Moses.
"Thank you, Moses. I need to hear that. I know it won't be easy but I will ensure you that no man should ever have to be a slave or be forever locked in his social class. I believe that all men are created equal." said Thomas.
"And that's a powerful statement. Maybe you should include that in your declaration." said Moses.
"I will." he told him. "But...I want to know: How did you get so good with men?"
"Well Mr. Jefferson. Through God, training and having a naturally good stamina." Moses said humorously.
"That young lad James, do you have him often?" asked Thomas.
"James is my primary sex friend. We have a bond that's as strong as the roughness of our lovemaking." he said.
"And yes. I do wish for a companion to have. Maybe someday far in the future. But in any case, thank you Mr. Moses. Without your...abilities, I might have never been able to finish this document. I will begin writing as soon as you leave. But for right now, please just cuddle men." said Thomas. Moses kissed his head.
"Oh believe me, you great writer. I will." said Moses. The smaller man had drifted to sleep in his arms.
END OF CHAPTER XIV