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(gay/adult youth)  (gay/historical)


After Bosworth Field

Chapter 1

Cast:        The Seabrook brothers: Aldwin (10), Barden (12) and identical twins Manley and Maven (15).  
Mitchell Highmoon (22), a young officer in the forces of John de la Pole, 1st Earl of Lincoln, who was loyal to King Richard III.

It was now early in the morning of Monday, August 22nd 1485, and King Richard’s forces were rising, Mitchell Highmoon was one of them.  Let us now look back over the previous 14 hours.  

In the village of Sutton Cheney, Leicestershire, there were quite a lot of King Richard’s men around, as many of the officers had billeted themselves, in the houses of that village, the night before.  In one house, there were four boys, of the Seabrook family.  They were living on their own, as both their mother and father had died the previous year.  There was Aldwin (10), Barden (12) and identical twins Manley and Maven (15).  Mitchell Highmoon (22) was one of the youngest of the officers in King Richard’s army.  He served in the forces of John de la Pole, 1st Earl of Lincoln, who was loyal to King Richard III.  Mitchell had billeted himself with the Seabrook family, on the night before the battle.  He chose that house because it had a large spare room, formerly the bedroom of the boys’ parents; he also could not resist the lure of staying with four young boys who had no parents to stop him from doing what he might, with the boys.  Mitchell had always been a boy lover and the sight of the two twins excited him.  They had light blonde hair and blue eyes, were slim and stood at 5’ 3”,  They wore green woollen trousers and doublet, with a white linen shirt and long white woollen socks.

When Mitchell entered the front parlour, of the Seabrook household, he was greeted by Marley.

“Good Sir, may I help you.”

“I will be staying here tonight, there is to be a battle in the morning.”

Nearby to Marley, there was his twin and two younger boys.  

“Come forward brothers and introduce yourselves to our honoured guest.”

The first to step forward was a sweet young lad, of about 4’ 3” in height with light brown hair and brown eyes, “Hello, I’m Aldwin, the youngest.”

The second to introduce himself was a slightly older boy, about 4’ 9” tall, with red hair and brown eyes, “Hello, I’m Barden, I’m the middle one.”

Finally, Maven stepped forward, the spitting image of his twin, Marley, “Hello, I’m Maven, Marley’s twin brother, but I’m actually a few minutes younger because Marley was born first.”

The younger boys were dressed similarly to their older brothers, but in what clearly looked ton be hand-me-down clothes from their older brothers.

Maven said, “May we show you to your room?”

“Please do, there are only a couple of bags, you can take one each.”

Marley and Maven climbed the stairs with Mitchell.  In the large room, there was a good size four-poster bed, with a thick and fairly soft mattress.  Mitchell had the boys remove his boots and he lay back on the bed.  Not being one to hold back in any way, as he knew he had little time, Mitchell said, “Come, lay down beside me, one of you either side.”

The boys were a little taken aback but obeyed, they did not want to make this soldier angry.  He was armed and might hurt them if they disobeyed.

Little did they know that Mitchell would never hurt a boy intentionally, he loved them all too much, but he did enjoy having sex with boys aged between 10 and 16; this family of four was just perfect to sate his carnal desires

As soon as the two boys lay down he placed his hands on their two bulges.  Marley was on his right and Maven was on his left.

“Now, boys, you may have heard of men like me.  I love boys and I like to have sex with them.  You two are going to make me happy tonight, so I may go out tomorrow and fight well for King Richard.”

“You have good bulges.  I would see you naked, I am going to take your breeches down and then your undergarment.  Lie still.”

He knelt over Marley’s legs and pulled Marley’s clothes down.  A nice young 3” softy was revealed, which he immediately stroked.  Marley’s dick responded by starting to harden.  Mitchell next turned to Maven and did the same.

By now, Marley and Maven had been away from their younger brothers, for about 20 minutes.

Aldwin said to Barden, “I wonder what has happened to Marley and Mavin, I think we should go look for them.  Dinner time is close and I’m getting hungry.”

Just as Mitchell had finished with pulling down Maven’s clothes, the two younger boys came in and were astonished at what they saw.

Aldwin squealed, “Hey, what’s happening, Marley?”

Mitchell answered, “Just in time, boys, hop up here on the bed, at the end.  You can watch and learn.”

Mitchell then lent over and took Marley’s cock in his mouth, while also holding Maven’s in his right hand.

“Barden, come over here and undo my breeches.  Pull them down, just like I’ve done for your brothers.”

Barden daren’t disobey and did as he was told.

“Now Barden and Aldwin, take off your own breeches and let me see your lovely little cocklets.  I suggest you actually help each other, it’s sexier when you take off someone else’s clothes, even, and maybe especially, when he’s your brother.”

Aldwin was soon displaying a fine little 2½ inch cocklet, while Barden who was already growing some short red pubes, had a hardening 3½ inch woodie.

“Beautiful, come here so I can fondle your treasures”

Both boys wiggled across the bed and Mitchell caressed both boy’s packages and tugged a couple of times on each boy’s stiffy.  Aldwin giggled, at such unfamiliar activity, while Barden was enjoying the steady hardening of his phallus, which was now nearly 4” and quite hard.

With Mitchell’s sucking and fondling, the twins’ prized possessions were at their hardest 5”.

OK, you bigger boys, who will I plug first.  Not understanding, Marley said, well I’m the oldest, so I should be first.

“OK, Barden, you come over and suck Maven’s cock, just like you saw I was doing and Aldwin come over and suck Marley.  You younger boys, lay on your side, so your bigger brother can also suck you.”

Mitchell then put Marley’s legs over his shoulders and lent forward to grab hold of Marley’s buttocks.  He gave each of them a couple of hard smacks, to which Marley yelled a little, and then he spread them apart, and licked at Marley’s hole.  Marley felt a whole new sensation and his cock jumped in Barden’s mouth.  Mitchell then pinched Marley’s nipples and again Barden felt the sensation of a cock jumping in his mouth.

Mitchell was enjoying the pungent aroma of a working farm lad and stuck his tongue into the rosebud.  Having got the arse good and wet he pressed at it with his thumb until Marley’s bud began to wink.  Mitchell then went to push one finger up Marley’s arse.  Marley’s virgin arse gripped onto the invader but Mitchell did not stop, he moved onto two and then three fingers.   By now Marley was wincing and beginning to cry a little.

“Stop, please, you’re hurting me.”

“It will hurt a little but I assure you that, eventually, you will be feeling a lot of pleasure.  Push out like you’re dumping a big shit.”

After quite a short time, Mitchell found Marley’s g-spot and Marley’s agonised and teary face began to smile.

“Ooh, that feels good, more please.”

Mitchell stroked and lightly prodded Marley’s prostate for a couple of minutes and then withdrew his fingers.

“I think you’re ready to have your cherry popped, my dear young man.”

With that, Mitchell lined up his hard 7” and pushed if at Marley’s boy-cunt.  It took a few pushes and Marley yelled a bit, but the fingers had done their job and soon he was enjoying the penetration of the soldier.  So much so that he started saying, “More please, harder, harder.”  It did not take long before Marley shot his load of 5 good size globs of boy cum down Barden’s throat; at least for the first one that is; Barden then pulled off and was covered all over his cute sexy face and chest with loads of his big brother’s seed.

Mitchell said, “Clean your brother up, lick it all off, that’s a good boy.  Marley, help your brother by picking some up on your index finger;  Barden can then lick it off, I also recommend you lick some off too, it’s always good to learn the taste of your own cum.  Now it’s your turn, Maven.”

Maven, always the slightly devilish twin, smiled and said, “OK, Mitchell, plug me.”

Things with Maven went just about the same, but he did not squeal or even cry as Marley did.  Maven was proving to be a lovely natural bum boy.

Aldwin did for Mavin what Barden did for Marley and then they all dressed again and went down to have dinner.

After dinner, Mitchell kissed all the boys, most tenderly, and went off to bed.

Mitchell woke very early and chose not to wake any of the boys.  He went off to fight in the Battle of Bosworth Field.

As any good English boy knows, Richard lost the day and many of his troops died.

Back at the village, Marley and Mavin waited for Mitchell to return.  Soon they heard the news that Richard’s army had been vanquished and many of his soldiers were lying dead on the field.

Even though it had been their first experience of sodomy, they both realised that, because Mitchell had gone slowly and carefully, they had enjoyed it and they were saddened by the thought that Mitchell might be dead.  They decided to wander out to the field and see if they could at least find his body and bury it: they had only known him for a few hours, but they already considered he was a friend.  They were poor farming tenants and cared little for who was king.


They wandered through the battlefield and there were many dead men’s bodes scattered around the field; after about half an hour they came near the remains of the Earl of Lincoln’s camp and looked around.  Much to their delight, they saw Mitchell’s body lying beside a number of others.  They went to pick him up and put him on the makeshift stretcher, which they had brought.  Much to their surprise, they heard a groan; they then saw Mitchell’s eyes give a brief blink.  His legs were bleeding but his chest seemed OK and he was breathing, even though it was shallow and laboured.  Ripping some linen off the bodies nearby they bandaged Mitchell’s legs and carried him back to the house.  Along the way, they found some water and Mitchell did take a few sips.  The walk was quite long, so it took nearly three hours; it was after dark when they got home.

The boys gingerly, and with great care, undressed Mitchell completely and laid him in his bed.  They found fresh linen and rebound his wounds.  They dared not go for help for fear of Henry’s troops.  As it was, two did come by, but only searched perfunctorily.  The twins sat up with Mitchell all night and made sure he was sleeping well.

Fortunately, Mitchell was not too badly injured, but he did need quite a period of convalescence, which lasted for over a month.  After about a fortnight, Mitchell asked all the boys to come and sit in his room.

“Marley, Mavin, Barden, and Aldwin, you have been very brave boys and hidden me from Henry’s troops.  You have also told me how you have been keeping this farm going on your own for nearly a year now since your parents died.  I am very touched and impressed by that fact.  You have also given me very loving attention ever since that first night, when I seduced you into giving me some pleasure, before what might have been my last day alive.  I have grown to love you all, even though it has been only a couple of weeks since we met.  I joined the army because I am a younger son and my parents also died a few years ago.  I never really got on with my two older brothers, and so I suppose I am now looking for a home.  Once I am well again, I know how to work on a farm and I can protect you from older neighbours or marauding vagabonds.  Would you let me stay and be your long lost cousin?  To be safe I’m going to have to change my name, Henry’s troops are still on the rampage and my name is listed somewhere.  Would you let me become Mitchell Seabrook?”

Marley spoke for all of them, “We have grown to love you too.  Why do you think we went looking for you after the battle?  We would welcome you and, of course, you may take our surname.”  

All four boys then carefully lifted themselves up onto Mitchell’s bed and kissed him in various places, just to show their deep affection for this ‘new member of their family’.

To be continued


I hope you enjoyed my submission to Nifty.  Thank you for reading it, suggestions for the next stages would be welcome.  My thoughts are quite a lot of boy-boy sex and boy-man sex.  Eventually, all the boys take wives, but they continue to enjoy fun with Mitchell.  They also then have fun with their own offspring.  Extended family becomes significant landholders in the Sutton Cheney area, and they take the Roundheads side in the Civil Wars of the 17th century.

As requested, I'd love to hear from you at MTHpsnym@gmail.com with any comments, support, or constructive criticism. Thank you for your time, I appreciate it.

Finally, remember to please keep the fantasies here on the pages of Nifty.  What I am asking is to read about him, dream about him, fantasise about him, look at him, but don't put hands on him, if he is underage.