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Lyra Brooks
The Pirate's Willing Captive 2 (Gay Space Pirate Kidnap BDSM)
The Pirate's Willing Captive 2 (Gay Space Pirate Kidnap BDSM)
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Part 1:
Kai is an orphan boy who grew up on the streets of the planetary megacity Bouron 3. Kai has been living on the streets for as long as he can remember and spent his childhood running with a small gang of children. He was protected throughout his youth by a large, dark skinned boy of Tanithian descent named Ajal. Like his ancestors, he was a skilled fighter and easily lead the small gang of children under his protection, by all rights keeping them alive when they would have been unable to survive on their own.
Kai hasn't seen Ajal for eight long years after he disappears one day and never returns to the abandoned factory the kids were squatting. He is presumed dead by all but he continues to hope that maybe his childhood crush survived and will one day find him again. While working at a diner, he is scouted by a man who recruits staff for the interplanetary cruiseline Stardust Industries. Glad to take a job that includes benefits and a much needed raise in pay he begins to work as a cook aboard one of their largest ships, The Meteor.
Barely a week into his new job, the ship is attacked by a band of pirates eager to loot the rich bounty of the cruise ship. No stranger to fighting for his life, Kai arms herself with every intention of protecting his new found cash flow. However, everything changes when he has a chance encounter with the Tanithian captain of the pirate vessel who has a very familiar scar across the bridge of his long, thin nose...
Part 2:
Kai has adjusted well to the life of a pirate. He has taken over cooking and supply duties and spends every night in Ajal's bed. When he is captured on a supply run by one of his lover's enemies, Ajal will do anything to get him back. Even if it means sneaking into enemy territory and shooting every man who gets in his way.
WARNING: This story contains graphic homosexual sex, light bondage, pirates, and size queening.
Excerpt:
"Despite his aching cock pressing against the material of his pants, Kai quickly realized that what he wanted more than anything was to get onto his knees and suck Ajal's thick, dark cock into his mouth. He was already imagining the smooth, fat head sliding across his tongue and it was making his mouth water in anticipation. He broke away from the taller man and hesitantly asked “do you think you could defer your cartel contacts just a little longer?”
Ajal didn't seem to have noticed the redhead's predicament and merely looked at his watch, “yeah I finished this up faster than I estimated. I think they'd happily wait for a few hours still, why?”
Kai didn't answer him but simply slid his hand between their two bodies to palm the bulge in the other man's pants. Ajal raised an eyebrow but didn't object to this stimulation. It didn't take long before the larger man was straining against the zipper, his breath coming in harsh pants. The redhead pressed a hand against that muscular chest and gently guided him backwards until the back of his legs came into contact with the swiveling pilot's chair and he fell back into the seat.
Kai straddled him, hands quickly working to pull off his sweat dampened shirt and leave his chest bare. He loved looking at Ajal like this, the light playing over the swirl of his tattoos and the dark, hard planes of his chest. He'd always thought his friend looked exotic but Ajal had only laughed at him when he mentioned it to the other man, clearly disbelieving.
He supposed the two of them made quite the odd pair. Here was this slender guy with white skin, freckles, and flaming red hair while his lover was a hugely massive Tanithian warrior with dreadlocks that reached nearly to his ass and skin the color of chocolate. Kai simply liked the contrast of it; he loved to see his pale hands roaming over Ajal's skin and the other's thick, dark cock sliding into his pink pucker."
Kai is an orphan boy who grew up on the streets of the planetary megacity Bouron 3. Kai has been living on the streets for as long as he can remember and spent his childhood running with a small gang of children. He was protected throughout his youth by a large, dark skinned boy of Tanithian descent named Ajal. Like his ancestors, he was a skilled fighter and easily lead the small gang of children under his protection, by all rights keeping them alive when they would have been unable to survive on their own.
Kai hasn't seen Ajal for eight long years after he disappears one day and never returns to the abandoned factory the kids were squatting. He is presumed dead by all but he continues to hope that maybe his childhood crush survived and will one day find him again. While working at a diner, he is scouted by a man who recruits staff for the interplanetary cruiseline Stardust Industries. Glad to take a job that includes benefits and a much needed raise in pay he begins to work as a cook aboard one of their largest ships, The Meteor.
Barely a week into his new job, the ship is attacked by a band of pirates eager to loot the rich bounty of the cruise ship. No stranger to fighting for his life, Kai arms herself with every intention of protecting his new found cash flow. However, everything changes when he has a chance encounter with the Tanithian captain of the pirate vessel who has a very familiar scar across the bridge of his long, thin nose...
Part 2:
Kai has adjusted well to the life of a pirate. He has taken over cooking and supply duties and spends every night in Ajal's bed. When he is captured on a supply run by one of his lover's enemies, Ajal will do anything to get him back. Even if it means sneaking into enemy territory and shooting every man who gets in his way.
WARNING: This story contains graphic homosexual sex, light bondage, pirates, and size queening.
Excerpt:
"Despite his aching cock pressing against the material of his pants, Kai quickly realized that what he wanted more than anything was to get onto his knees and suck Ajal's thick, dark cock into his mouth. He was already imagining the smooth, fat head sliding across his tongue and it was making his mouth water in anticipation. He broke away from the taller man and hesitantly asked “do you think you could defer your cartel contacts just a little longer?”
Ajal didn't seem to have noticed the redhead's predicament and merely looked at his watch, “yeah I finished this up faster than I estimated. I think they'd happily wait for a few hours still, why?”
Kai didn't answer him but simply slid his hand between their two bodies to palm the bulge in the other man's pants. Ajal raised an eyebrow but didn't object to this stimulation. It didn't take long before the larger man was straining against the zipper, his breath coming in harsh pants. The redhead pressed a hand against that muscular chest and gently guided him backwards until the back of his legs came into contact with the swiveling pilot's chair and he fell back into the seat.
Kai straddled him, hands quickly working to pull off his sweat dampened shirt and leave his chest bare. He loved looking at Ajal like this, the light playing over the swirl of his tattoos and the dark, hard planes of his chest. He'd always thought his friend looked exotic but Ajal had only laughed at him when he mentioned it to the other man, clearly disbelieving.
He supposed the two of them made quite the odd pair. Here was this slender guy with white skin, freckles, and flaming red hair while his lover was a hugely massive Tanithian warrior with dreadlocks that reached nearly to his ass and skin the color of chocolate. Kai simply liked the contrast of it; he loved to see his pale hands roaming over Ajal's skin and the other's thick, dark cock sliding into his pink pucker."
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