Three poems by readers who responded to my impertinently brash account of what Willie Shakespeare could have done for a better ending to one of his now-celebrated plays, these have reposed in my computer without being shared since ... well ... for a long time. They rollick. The authors' names have been withheld just in case.
A.D. 1667, Caribbean Sea. The small sailing warship HMS Vanguard of the Royal Navy is stuck, alone, in the middle of the Caribbean Sea by an endless dead calm. While outside everything is motionless, a storm rages in the seamen's heart... and groins. Will the elegant Captain, the strapping Quartermaster and the handsome Landsman put at ease their agitated souls and their restless loins?
In mid 1522, a veteran Knight Hospitaller of St. John arrives at Rhodes, headquarters of his Order. For years he has honored his oath as a Knight, fighing countless battles in the Holy Land, and has honored his vows as a monk, fiercely restraining his sexuality. But in Rhodes, three fellow Knights will revive his long-sleeping manliness, making all his certainties weaver.
On the discreet path south on their escape, Mitya tells his story and what brought him to America and spawn Marco's mission. As with so many stories in history, it revolves around a powerful man in a revealing wrestling outfit and lakeside lovemaking.
“He’s a fag, you shouldn’t be friendly with him, guys could get the wrong idea about you. Around here, regular guys and fags don’t mix, except for sucking and fucking.” Two small-town high school classmates in the U.S. Navy are reunited aboard a battleship, shortly after W.W. II.
It's 1940. Peter, a young RAF fighter pilot, is recuperating from the Battle of Britain on his cousin's farm deep in the English countryside. An attractive German prisoner of war (POW) is working there too. It does not take long for the two men to find and enjoy each other. Based on a true story.
General Dictus cements Rome's victory over the savage tribes of barbaric Germania - by fucking his loyal Lieutenant, young Quintus, on the Senate floor.
Not your usual Christmas story... Way before Chhristmas ever existed, the ancient Romans celebrated the Sol Invictus, the Unconquered Sun. During the longest night of the year, the young trainees of the Equites, the Imperial Knights, underwent an intense rite of passage to join the chivalric order...
Jack, a young muscular prince whose dabbled in bottoming, becomes a full blown cumslut when a thick-dicked palace visitor teaches him the true meaning of service.
The ferris wheel reached the top and their car swayed back and forth. They saw the stars above in the night sky, the Atlantic Ocean before them, below, the lights and crowds of Coney Island. “Oh, Jimmy” said Donny with tears in his eyes, “I love you so much” as he kissed James. Perhaps, one day there will be a chronicle where you’ll learn of James’ future adventures…
King Xerxes's chamber would have usually been dark and quiet by this time. But on that night, not only was the lavished room brightly lit, it was also abnormally gaudy thanks to the sounds of endless grunts, and at times, shrieks of the once strapping and virile Spartan king, Leonidas, as he endured through another sleepless night of debauchery with his nemesis.