Date: Mon, 8 Apr 2024 19:21:34 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Captured Youth (Gay / Historical-Adult Youth, oral anal, m/mmmMMM) Historical-Adult Youth, oral anal, m/mmmMMM This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young male and adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available. Copyright 2024 Jan, all rights reserved. You may contact me at pomoWolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Captured Youth By Wolf As Maj. Gen. William Tecumseth Sherman's troops marched the 285 miles from Atlanta to Savannah, Georgia in 37 days of scorched earth total war from November to December. They burned a swath across Georgia. The goal was to cause as much damage as possible and demoralize the south from continue fighting. They freed slaves and enlisted them into the Union Army, and the Union soldiers did everything possible to shame and embarrass southerners. They burned a swath across the land, and the officers allowed their men to run roughshod over the people. Certain elite, northern units had taken a liking to showing the former slave owners what slavery felt like. The soldiers chose to strip the sons and in front of their father's and grandfather's eyes and forced the youths to submit to oral and anal sex with horny soldiers and even freed black slaves. A lot of the adults were imprisoned and sent to prison camps in Michigan where they endured the bitter cold of the winter with little clothing and food, in retribution for what the south did to Union soldier at Andersonville. Among one of the estates they sacked, was a youth that was the youngest member of an old antebellum family that had hundreds of slaves working the cotton fields. His name was Chester, Chet to those that knew him. The gruff soldiers made all the boys submit to oral and anal sex in front of their fathers and grandfathers. Chet was kept naked even when he was not servicing the Union Troops. He had not signed up for this. In fact, he had been too young to even be a drummer boy. He had been captured during the early days of this campaign when Union Troops had liberated his town. Chet had never liked the strict social structure of the old south. He'd even dared to have black boys as playmates. They shared the secrets that teen boys had enjoyed through the ages. He and the black boys often could be found in abandoned barns or tobacco sheds on the plantation comparing their boy parts and sizes. He'd even done some things with them that might have gotten them tortured and strung up. He'd allowed the boys to cornhole his rear. He'd become used to those thick black cocks being buried in his rear. Over time he had sought out the larger slaves to test his ability to take them in his hind. So, now that his position had reversed, he could freely give himself to large black and white soldiers to everyone's enjoyment. He had witnessed the other boys' reaction to their new position in life. Some accepted that they were body slaves to white Union soldiers, and serviced their masters without complaint. Where those boys who persisted on being stubborn were sent to work with the Negro regiments. All the boys wore an inverted "A" on the backs of their shirts. When asked what it stood for the smirking soldiers would simply say angels. Only those in the know understood the symbol. For some it was a relief to escape from the shadows of their slave owning parents. Chet's new role suited him nicely. As the war dragged on and the men were away from wives and sweethearts Chet's talents were in greater demand. The Union officers were not in the dark about the goings on within their own camps. They too had needs that the young white boys were only too willing to satisfy. It was not uncommon for a boy or two to be delivered to the officers after dark and be retrieved at sunrise. The officers who had been satisfied were noticeable because they sat higher in their saddles. The boys would receive a few coins or extra rations in payment for their services. Many a Union officer would return from the war with a young white body servant, to tend to his needs in the very home they shared with his wife and family. Chet did have a preference though. From his time with his black friends, he'd preferred large tools to penetrate his rear. He knew from his early camp training that some of the Irish officers were built like stallions with the intense stamina that made them need repeated servicing in both his holes. He attached himself to an Irish Colonel that was returning to his civilian life in Boston. Colonel O'Brian was in the import business and had a comfortable life with a large home with fireplaces in every bedroom. Chet was to be his body servant. That meant that he was to lay out his clothes and help dress him in the morning. He was to follow him one pace behind him and to his left. At night he was to draw his bath and bathe him. Since the master of the house slept in his own bedroom on the east wing of the home and the wife's bedroom was on the west wing, Chet was to warm his master's bed and should he be in the mood, Chet was to offer his ass or mouth to the master. In truth Chet got a hell of a lot more action the wife did. At the office he learned so much about the business he eventually became an assistant. When they went to the men's club Chet bonded with the other club members and attended orgies and gathered insider trading information while being fucked or sucking cocks. 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