Teen Male Solo

It was dark as King Marshall’s crew sailed across the Irish sea, returning from England. It was pouring rain outside the ship, and two members of the crew were working in the galley. Both were young men in their early twenties. Nickolas was the more attractive of the two, with a strong jaw and short brown hair. His piercing gray eyes glinted in the dim light as he eyed the other man, Shaun. “King Marshall’s got a real catch this time,” said Shaun. “Really? I hadn’t noticed,” replied Nickolas, trying to feign disinterest. “Oh sure. He’s a pretty one.” “He’s alright...

NOTE: Hey Readers, turns out most of you didn't enjoy part 3, so because of that I'll drop the stone stuff. Fuck knows what I was thinking... perhaps I just wasnt thinking at all. Ahh... Lochy Part 4 Changing Direction “Gyaaahhhhh....” I groaned I woke up in the early hours of the morning, my head swimming in pain and confusion. I didn't know where I was... Who's bed am I in?, Who's room? Finding my phone would be first priority once I had enough strength to move. Trying to relax a little I begun to see tiny sliver's of last night...