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After the Civil War, I hightailed it west to get far enough away from the remains of what used to be my farm, in Virginia. Now it's just me and five thousand acres of which four hundred head of cattle roam. On the night of the first bad winter storm, there is a knock on my door. Who would be out on a night like this? As it happens, it is a gorgeous man that makes my mouth water.


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Sitting back in my chair, I undo the buttons of my pants and rub my hard cock that’s hiding inside. I don’t even dare look at Sam, I just rub my cock and finally pull it out. I begin stroking it and then I hear . . .
“What in the Sam Hill do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m pleasuring myself. Feel free to join me. It gets lonely sometimes and this is how I comfort myself. Don’t tell me you’ve never jerked yourself off before.”
“Of course, I have! But, damn, never in front of anyone else! What the hell?”
“Join me, you won’t regret it.”
Sam looks incredulous and I can understand that. But how else am I going to proceed if I want his cock inside me? I catch him staring at my cock and ask, “Haven’t you ever seen another man’s cock before?”
“Not as big as yours, no.”
“Let me see yours. Go on, take it out and stroke it until you’re hard. I know you want to. I can see it in your eyes.”
Actually, I can see nothing in his eyes but surprise at the size of my cock. When a man agrees to let me fuck him and then they see it, well, some of them back away. Well, run. They run. But Sam isn’t running. He seems fascinated with it.
While he’s in this trance, I decide to make a move. I remove my boots and socks, stand and push my pants down and off, and then remove my shirt. I stand before him proud and full of desire and he continues to look me over with what looks like urgent hunger.
I step closer to him and he looks me in the eye.
“Stand up, Sam. Let me undress you.”

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by Ona Dare

Victorian First Time Gay Love

Published by Lot’s Cave

Victorian First Time Gay Love

Winter Passion, © 2021, Ona Dare

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

A Lot’s Cave Novel

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CONTENTS

Winter Passion

 

 

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Author’s Note

Family Exotica

Incest Erotica

Other Novels

by Ona Dare

Jack

I knew it was going to be a bitch of a winter at Fort Benton, so I planned accordingly, laying in all the supplies I would need to survive; food stuffs, enough boards to increase the size of my horse’s shed, and plenty of fire wood to keep me warm.

Even though I’m well prepared, the first storm snuck up on me like a thief in the night. If I work fast and stay focused, I just might get the shed done for my faithful companion, Duke, before the snow is too deep to work in. He’s a good old boy and the closest thing to a friend that I have. I also have to catch as many of my chickens as I can find and put them in with Duke. Not much company for the fella, but just enough to let him know he’s not alone.

Later that evening after my belly is full and Duke and the chickens are comfortable in their new, enclosed shed, my mind wanders to what the holy hell I’m doing in the middle of nowhere. It had seemed a good idea at the time, having bought five thousand acres around the cabin, but during times such as blizzards that would dump three feet of snow overnight, I dreamed of California sunshine. Screw raising cattle.

Just as I would unbutton my trousers and indulge in a little fantasy and self-gratification, there’s a pounding at the cabin door. Who would be so stupid as to be out on a night like this? I open the door and there stands the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. Half frozen, but beautiful.

“Land sakes, come in out of the snow. I’ve got a good fire going and you’re welcome to sit a while and warm yourself.”

“Thanks, mister. I’m about froze half to death. I saw the smoke from your chimney and followed it.”

“Let me get you a nice bowl of rabbit stew, made fresh this evening. Oh, and where’s your horse?”

“She’s just outside. I’ll have to take care of her once my hands warm up. I can hardly move them right now.”

“I’ll take care of your horse. Sit down and eat. I’ll be right back.”

Think of a gorgeous man and he appears! He’s about my height with black hair and brown eyes. When he takes his coat off my mouth starts to water. Is it because I’ve been alone so long or because I’m just plain old horny? Doesn’t matter to me. My anus throbs at the thought of what might happen tonight. I know I shouldn’t count on anything because what are the odds he loves men? But the evening is young and I’ve got the patience to wait and see…almost.

Back in the cabin, I see he’s made himself comfortable and is wolfing down that bowl of stew like it’s going to disappear.

“Tasty?”

“Mister, hands down, it’s the best I’ve ever had.”

“Help yourself to more, if you want it. There’s plenty. Where are you from?”

“Back east. After the War of Northern Aggression, I high-tailed it west. I just want a fresh start. I’m weary of seeing all the devastation and ruin. I have no family left and thought to maybe buy a ranch and raise cattle. Right now I’m lost, about as lost as one can be. Where am I? Last I knew I was riding past Fort Benton.”

“I’m close enough that if I need anything it wouldn’t be too long a ride to the fort. I’ve got five thousand acres around this cabin and I’m raising cattle. I’m going to buy more land come spring, and I’m hoping to end up with about fifty thousand acres one day. Funny, huh? Both us wanting to raise cattle?

“What’s your name?” I ask with a genuine smile.“Sam, Sam Douglas, and yours?”

“Jack Travers. Glad to meet you.”

My cock is hard already and I think I might come in my pants. I stare at his lips as he licks gravy from the stew off them and wonder how it would feel to have those lips around the head of my cock. What’s the worst that can happen if I risk being suggestive? He’ll leave in the middle of the night? Every hour that passes insures my guest will be staying for a while.

Sam is finished with his meal and looks more relaxed than when he first walked through my door. He joins me in front of the fireplace and we silently look at the flames which are so inviting. It’s now or never, I think.

Sitting back in my chair, I undo the buttons of my pants and rub my hard cock that’s hiding inside. I don’t even dare look at Sam, I just rub my cock and finally pull it out. I begin stroking it and then I hear . . .

“What in the Sam Hill do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m pleasuring myself. Feel free to join me. It gets lonely sometimes and this is how I comfort myself. Don’t tell me you’ve never jerked yourself off before.”

“Of course, I have! But, damn, never in front of anyone else! What the hell?”

“Join me, you won’t regret it.”

Sam looks incredulous and I can understand that. But how else am I going to proceed if I want his cock inside me? I catch him staring at my cock and ask, “Haven’t you ever seen another man’s cock before?”

“Not as big as yours, no.”

“Let me see yours. Go on, take it out and stroke it until you’re hard. I know you want to. I can see it in your eyes.”

Actually, I can see nothing in his eyes but surprise at the size of my cock. When a man agrees to let me fuck him and then they see it, well, some of them back away. Well, run. They run. But Sam isn’t running. He seems fascinated with it.

While he’s in this trance, I decide to make a move. I remove my boots and socks, stand and push my pants down and off, and then remove my shirt. I stand before him proud and full of desire and he continues to look me over with what looks like urgent hunger.

I step closer to him and he looks me in the eye.

“Stand up, Sam. Let me undress you.”

He looks like he either wants to run or punch me in the face because that’s what society tells him he should do under such circumstances. But he stands and waits. So far, so good, and I take another risk. I put my hand behind his neck and pull him in for a kiss. I’m gentle at first and then let passion take over . . . and he responds in kind. Yes….

 

Sam

What the fuck am I doing? Shit!

I want this. I’ve always wanted this. I just didn’t know it. I always knew women weren’t something I wanted or needed in my life. I take care of my own needs and that’s that. It never occurred to me to approach a man to ask for sex. But, now? I’m so fucking horny I think I’m going to pass out. I want this man like nothing I’ve ever wanted before. And I’m going to have him. At least once in my life, I’m going to take what this man is offering because there may never be another offer. And how can a man tell when another man is open to having sex with him? I’m babbling. In my mind I’m babbling and I have to stop it. I take a deep breath as Jack undresses me and melt at his first sensual touch.

“Get on your knees, Sam. Suck my cock.”

He’s taking all responsibility away from me by telling me exactly what to do. Don’t think about it. Let him tell you what to do. Just let him do what he wants.