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(gay/adult youth) (gay/historical)

 

 

After Bosworth Field

Chapter 5

 

Cast:   The Seabrook brothers: Aldwin (10), Barden (12) and identical twins Manley and Maven (15).
Mitchell Seabrook (fka Highmoon) (22), a young officer in the forces of John de la Pole, 1st Earl of Lincoln, who was loyal to King Richard III.
Hugh Barclay (12), a squire in the forces of Henry Percy, 4th Earl of Northumberland, who was loyal to King Richard III
John Barclay (9), a squire in the forces of Henry Percy, 4th Earl of Northumberland, who was loyal to King Richard III
Pembridge Squires: Dudley Daw (9), Lyndon Diccon (10), Osbert Yves (11), Egbert Colley (13), Winton Ferant (14), Edvin Wimark (15), Kendall Tancock (16), Presley Batkin (17), and Ralph Raoulin (18)
Oxenbury squires: Esmond Cooke (11), Ælfric Hambletone (13), Tatum Airaldii (15), and Becket Kinsleye (17)

 

Previously:

 

Mitchell is still in convalescence, but he is nearly ready to get up and head out on his quest to find the thirteen missing squires, whose existence was drawn to his attention by the Barclay brothers, Hugh and John, who were both in a severely bad state of health after the Battle of Bosworth Field. Hugh had survived, out in the open, for three weeks after the battle, before being found by Aldwin and Barden. John, Hugh's younger brother, had been severely beaten, and raped, multiple times, after the battle. John had been found, on the morning after the battle, by Mr. and Mrs. Clitherow, neighbours of the Seabrook brothers; they had been caring for him, ever since. Hugh and John were now orphans and the Seabrook brothers, who are their distant cousins, took them in. Nine of the missing squires were previously members of Lord Pembridge's retinue (the friends of Hugh Barclay) while the others were previously members of Lord Oxenbury's retinue (the friends of John Barclay, Hugh's brother). Concerning Aldwin and John, and Barden and Hugh, each pair develop close partner relations.

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From Chapter 4:

 

Later in the day, John woke up and kissed Aldwin. He then said, "I just wanted to thank you for being so nice to me, and wake you up." "There is no need to ever apologise for kissing in this house, John, we are all gay but, unlike those 6 horrible mercenaries, we will never, ever force you to do anything, sex-wise. Your brother Hugh has already been given Cousin Mitchell's little talk and I think it would be a good idea, once you are feeling better, to have a good chat, with your brother.

 

That chat between Hugh and John did happen, and within weeks the two pairs of young'uns were sleeping together - Aldwin and John, Barden and Hugh.

 

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Future: Aldwin, John, Barden and Hugh all grew up together and lived very happy queer lives from then on. It is important to note, though, that John and Hugh were never sodomised by Aldwin or Barden, neither did John nor Hugh ever top Aldwin or Barden. For all their remaining childhood, teenage, and adult years, until they died in their sixties, they were completely monogamous and were totally happy with their closest intimacy, with their respective partners, being a combination of onanie and fellatio experiences.

 

Scene: Mitchell's bedroom, one week after John Barclay joins his brother, Hugh, in being a resident of the Seabrook household.

 

Mitchell is about to head off on his first search and rescue journey. The two younger couples are happy doing their own thing in their rooms. Manley and Maven are having a farewell chat with Mitchell. Mitchell leans out with both hands and cups the two boy's packages.

 

"How would you like to learn a new piece of queer sex?"

 

Both boys say, "Yes please!"

 

All three, now frequent, lovers undress. Mitchell hugs, sucks and kisses both boys, whilst the boys alternate in their sucking of Mitchell. The boys' cocks are now good and hard, but they still do not know what Mitchell is about to teach them.

 

Mitchell then, in a seductive and sexy tone, more or less intoned, "Today, my dear lovely cousins, I will be teaching you one of the more erotic queer sex experiences and, for this, you each, in turn, will be the bottom. The cunt of a boy, or youth, is, normally, not yet large enough to tolerate the inevitable, but sexually stimulating, pain incurred from this type of queer sex, when two full size men do this. I am talking about double penetration. This term may be used as the name for queer sex where a bottom has one cock in his mouth and one cock up his arse but, on this occasion, I am referring to the harder task of having two cocks in one's arse at the same time. I do feel though that you will be able to tolerate your brother and me, at the same time."

 

Manley said, "Ooh, that sounds sexy but may be difficult, also."          

 

Mitchell replied, while gently grasping the two boy's tumescences, "Yes to both, but I'm sure these beautiful phalluses are up to it."

 

The first thing we shall do is get your buttholes well stretched.

 

"Both of you, please lie face down across the bed, with your legs hanging down over the side. Now grab your butt cheeks and pull them apart as hard as you can, so I can have a good look at your rosebuds. I will start by giving your arses a good licking, this we call rimming."

 

Both boys moan in delight at the feeling of Mitchell's tongue on their starfish. Mitchell even gave both boys a prod or three with his tongue and they both squealed in delight.

 

 

"Now I'm going to start with my fingers. This will hurt a bit, especially as I increase the number of fingers but push out like you're going to the privy and it will be easier."

 

With Maven on his left, and Manley on his right, Mitchell began with the index fingers of each hand. With the rimming, and tongue dipping, having already readied them, both the boys took the first finger quite easily.

 

When Mitchell moved on to the second finger, Maven took that quite well; but Manley cried out, "Ooh, that hurts Mitchell, I don't think I can do this." Mitchell immediately withdrew all four of his fingers, two that had been in Maven and two in Manley. He then jumped up on the bed and put his left arm around Manley and his right around Maven.

 

"As you know, cousins, I will never do anything that you do not want to do, No means No in this family, right."

 

Both boys turned their heads and kissed Mitchell on the cheek that was nearest to each of them.

 

Maven then spoke, "I think I'd like to keep trying, Mitchell." Maven then leant over Mitchell and gave his twin a deep French kiss, after which he said, "It's OK, Manley, I know that you have been a little more reticent, with this sex stuff, than me. I'll try it out for both of us."

 

Manley then, slightly tearfully, said, "Thank you, Maven, you're so special, I love you."

 

Mitchell then said, "Well, that is all sorted then. Manley, you can now help me open up your brother."

 

"Of course, cousin."

 

"Now, Maven, please return to the position you were in before, and, Manley, please kneel beside Maven's bottom. Give that lovely butt a few gentle pats and strokes to get it ready, eh."

 

Manley did so paw his twin's lovely butt.

 

"Now, Manley, Maven is already a little stretched, so I think your index and middle fingers, of your left hand, will be a good start. Lick them to get them well and truly wet and then hold them close together and push them into Maven's backdoor. Wiggle them around and you should be able to find his g-spot."

 

After a short interval, Maven cried out, in delight, "That's it, Manley, you've hit the spot."

 

Mitchell then said, "Well done, both of you. Now Manley, add the other two fingers of that hand."

 

 

Manley did exactly that. Maven then hollered a little, "Slow down, Manley, just a bit more gently, please."

 

Mitchell, who was now sitting near Maven's head, with his cock right by Maven's mouth, then said, "Why don't you suck my dick, Maven? It will distract you from the opening up that you are receiving. You're being a very good boy."

 

Maven lent his head forward a tad and took the top of Mitchell's phallus into his mouth, where he licked Mitchell's glans and enjoyed the taste of Mitchell's precum oozing from his piss slit.

 

"Now Manley, let's get Maven really ready. Flatten your left hand, and pull it against the left side, as you see it, of Maven's hole. Once Maven appears to have adjusted to that, leave the left hand in there, but slowly add the right hand's fingers until the fingers of each hand are well and truly pulling Maven's hole open, so you can see right down into his boy-cunt."

 

This procedure took about ten minutes, by which time Maven was weeping a little, but he was also saying, "Carry on, I want to do this, however much it hurts me."

 

Mitchell then picked Maven up in his big arms and gave his cousin a very deep hug, whilst saying, "You're a trooper, Maven, you lovely, scrumptious boy."

 

Now Manley lay back down on the bed, face up, with your legs over the edge, like before, and put this small red cushion under your bum.

 

"Ooh, Maven, your brother seems to have gone a little soft, go ahead and give his dick the same treatment you have been giving me."

 

After a few minutes, there were, once again, three stiff dicks in Mitchell's bedroom.

 

"Now, Maven, kneel over Manley and guide his stiffy into your boy-pussy."

 

Maven did exactly that; being so well opened up, his brother's dick went in very easily.

 

"Now Manley, put your hands onto Maven's waist, and bounce him up and down on your cock. After a short while, Maven will have got the rhythm, and you can let go and he will bounce himself. You can then play with your brother's cock and keep it hard for him."

 

This is what then occurred for about five minutes. Maven then cried out, "I think I'm about to cum."

 

Mitchell then said, "Manley, let go of Maven's cock, we don't want him cumming until I'm inside him too."

 

Mitchell then stood beside the bed and proceeded to cornhole Maven. Maven yelped a little as the second much larger cock invaded his inner sanctum, but Mitchell leant his head around and kissed Maven while he was pushing in.

 

 

Manley then said, "That feels really good to have your cock rubbing up against mine, while we both fuck my randy brother here."

 

Maven then squealed, but with a smile on his face, "I'm glad you're liking the ravaging of my arse, you two." He was smiling because he was thoroughly enjoying bis brother's onanie on his cock, which served to slightly distract his brain from the invasion he was accepting down below.

 

The double penetration could not last long, as Mitchell could see that, despite the distractions, Maven was really beginning to hurt.

 

Mitchell spoke up "I think that's enough for this first time, Maven hasn't spoken, but his face speaks a thousand words."

 

Mitchell, and then Manley, pulled out of Maven's well-abused arse. They all then masturbated each other (Manley doing Maven, Maven doing Mitchell, and Mitchell doing Manley) until all three had cum. They then lay back on the bed in a post-coitus cuddle for about fifteen minutes.

 

Mitchell then spoke up and said, "I must get going, now, my gorgeous lovers. I hope to return with some more rescued squires within the fortnight."

 

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 or become life-partners, but Manley and Maven continue to enjoy fun with Mitchell. They also then have fun with their own offspring. The extended family becomes significant landholders in the Sutton Cheney area, and they take the Roundheads side in the Civil Wars of the 17th century. Further ideas will be developed, but please see the Mitchell Seabrooks file to see the long-term plan. The head of the Seabrook Brotherhood is always the eldest Mitchell Seabrook alive.

 

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.

 

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.

 

Finally, I don't want to be nasty, but while I hope you have been helped to get your rocks off, I also sincerely hope that, if you are truly and honestly on the same wavelength as me (see below), then you will have been, when you were reading some passages, and will, when reading many passages in future chapters, be crying. I certainly have been, so crying and weeping, at times, when I have been writing them. I have tried to reflect some of the realities of history, but I also regret that such disgusting, horrific and horrible occurrences did, and still often do, occur, especially during times of war, when lawlessness is often rampant.

 

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Many of the names used in this story series are generated by either:

 

The Medieval Names generator at https://www.fantasynamegenerators.com/medieval-names.php

which is maintained by FantasyNameGenerators.com.

 

OR

 

https://blog.reedsy.com/character-name-generator/medieval/old-english/

which is maintained by reedsy.com

 

My mantra about man-boy and boy-boy love

 

Boys, and male youth, are tender little cherubs, to be fondled,

stroked, caressed, kissed, cuddled, loved and adored,

and made love to, but only if they are truly willing.
They are not there to just be simply fucked (in either end or both),

corporally punished, raped, abused, kidnapped, physically damaged
or, even, sometimes, killed!!!!!

 

UNDER-AGE CORPORAL PUNISHMENT, RAPE, SEXUAL VIOLENCE, ABDUCTION, KIDNAPPING AND INVOLUNTARY BDSM ARE NEVER ACCEPTABLE, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic
(Alphonse de Lamartine 1790–1869 - French author, poet, and statesman).