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Peter braves hell unimaginable as a prisoner of war...
Peter May, a Naval Pilot in the British Army, is caught during the war between England and the Arabs and is held as a prisoner. In the hands of his captors, he suffers the corporal punishment mercilessly inflicted on him, horrible acts that go beyond his wildest imagination.
In one of these torture sessions, incomprehensible kindness follows unfathomable cruelty: after he is sexually abused by the enemy's army men, he meets a colonel who gives him compassion and passion at the same time.
Peter is a military gay to no one else's knowledge but his own. The passionate nights and great gay sex with the colonel is a relief to - and release of - not only to his gay sexual needs, but also to his need for gay love.
Peter is eventually freed by the British troops, but his thoughts always remained with the colonel, and those nights they had together. When Peter is promoted to a higher rank, he decides to go back to the place where he was held, that piece of hell made bearable by an angel. The place where he met this colonel.
When chance brings them together again, Peter knows beyond any doubt that this is the colonel, HIS colonel.
But will the colonel still be able to identify him? Can they rekindle the burning passion that brightened the darkest hours of Peter's life?
This story contains:
Military Gays, Military Gay Sex, Gay Sex Positions, Gay Romance, Corporal Punishment, Gay Pride
This story is:
Gay Love Story, Gay Sex Stories, Military Gay Sex Stories
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------THIS STORY IS ALSO KNOWN AS Aden And The Arab's, Peters Story
I thought it was ridiculous, to sit naked in front of a rebel colonel, drinking wine and eating dates as I tried very hard to hide my discomfort from an internally very sore arse, and externally very sore genitals.
"I left orders that you were not to be damaged today, Peter," he told me. "But I will not leave the same orders tomorrow. If you do not give my lieutenant the information he wants, I am guessing that you will be quite badly mutilated during his interrogation. Tonight, however, I would like you to sleep with me."
I was so shocked I couldn't speak.
"You are quite a pretty boy Peter," said the colonel, "you have a nice mouth and I know you are opened up enough for me to get a very satisfactory fuck. As you know, our culture does not allow me to bed a woman that I am not married to, other than a prostitute. So you will pleasure me tonight."
I reeled a little, I think. A few hours ago I had never touched, or been touched by another male, except for aircrew medicals. Now I had been raped eight times and had given one blowjob, I had seen three men's cocks go over my lips and two over my anus. Now this very suave colonel was telling me I would be sucking him and taking his penis up my arse. No wonder I was reeling.
I was left alone for several hours after that while the colonel briefed his night patrols and saw them off the encampment. I just curled up and slept. It had been a pretty traumatic day for me and I knew it was not over.
It was dark by the time I woke up. I was still naked and felt cold. I was always amazed how temperatures of over a hundred degrees in the day could become quite cold after the sun left the sand.
A servant came in then with food, followed shortly by the colonel. He was very pleasant again and we had a reasonable meal.
After it was cleared away and most of the oil lamps were turned down, the last servant left the tent and secured the entrance.
"Let's see how much pleasure you can give me, Peter."
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