After Bosworth Field Chapter 17
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(gay/adult youth) (gay/historical)
After Bosworth Field
Chapter 17
Cast: The Seabrook brothers: Aldwin (10), Barden (12) and identical twins Manley and Maven (15).
Mitchell Seabrook (fka Highmoon) (22), a young officer in the forces of John de la Pole, 1st Earl of Lincoln, who was loyal to King Richard III.
Hugh Barclay (12), John Barclay (9), distant cousins of the Seabrook brothers and life partners of Barden and Aldwin, respectively
The scholars of The Seabrook Academy for Boys: Ryder Froste (8), Dudley Daw (9),
Roger Rowbotham (9), Hayden Underwoode (9), Nixon Bone (10),
Lyndon Diccon (10), Edgar Goodmane (10), Landyn Kinsleye (10),
Wilton Willoughbye (10), Colby Woottone (10), Egbert Colley (13),
Esmond Cooke (11), Esmond Farnhame (11), Hedley Harrelle (11),
Roger Lake (11), Oswin Underhille (11), Heath Waye (11), Osbert Yves (11),
Camdyn Broadbente (12), Kendall Beane (12), Quentin Brook (12),
Winton Horne (12), Leland Kinsleye (12), Aston Cooke (13), Ælfric Hambletone (13),
Danior and Vano Heron (13), Leigh Ewart (13), Landan Foxe (13),
Cuthbert Kerrye (13), Leofsige Irvine (13), Nathan Rowbotham (13),
Easton Tathame (13), Eduart Baine (14), Slade Boatwrighte (14),
Tatton Brooke (14), Winton Ferant (14), Sanford Grovese (14),
Harlan Maxwells (14), Everard Prendergast (14), Tatum Airaldii (15),
Fergus Rowbotham (15), Osborn Stidolphe (15), Clifton Tathame (15),
Edvin Wimark (15), Ainsley Ewart (16), Tattan Hawarde (16), Thorley Lintone (16),
Kendall Tancock (16), Presley Batkin (17), and Becket Kinsleye (17)
{Manley, Maven, Barden, Hugh, Aldwin, and John are, of course, also scholars of the academy}
The senior lieutenant in the small detachment of Lord Cristall's forces, stationed at the academy: Brock Kinsleye (37)
Soldiers in the small detachment of Lord Cristall's forces, stationed at the academy: Truman Vancee (20) and Brinley Reevese (20).
A farmer in the Sutton Cheney area: Garry Adkin (33)
Son-in-Law of Yeoman Farmer at Bagworth, Leicestershire: Ralph Raoulin (18)
Wife of Ralph and daughter of Yeoman Farmer at Bagworth, Leicestershire: Beverley Armstrong (18)
Previously:
Sir Mitchell Seabrook has established The Seabrook Academy for Boys, a school for queer boys who have been previously abused or are orphans. The school and brotherhood continue to grow: Lieutenant Brock Kinsleye (37) has initiated his sons Leland (12) and Lyndan (10) into queerdom, and a few days later, on Friday 20th May 1486, all three were sworn into the brotherhood. Brock is a senior lieutenant in charge of a small detachment of Lord Cristall's forces based at Sutton Cheney.
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Scene: The office of the headmaster of The Seabrook Academy for Boys, on the afternoon of Tuesday, 24 May, 1486. Sir Mitchell Seabrook, Doyle Walter, Stuart Tibost, Truman Vancee (20) and Brinley Reevese (20).
Doyle spoke for the group, "Good afternoon, Mitchell, we were on our break just now, so we went to our favourite making‑out place. We know we don't have to keep things secret here, but we just like the ambience, and the privacy, to some extent, of the farm barn. Imagine our surprise when we found these two young soldiers in our favourite spot. They were engaged in a good old smooching session.
They were frightened at first, and said, 'Please don't tell the lieutenant or the captain, they might kill us.'
I replied, 'Well, my little beauties, I don't think you have anything to worry about there. Do you see these rings on our fingers?'
They replied, hesitantly and questioningly, 'Yes?'
I continue, 'Well, you will note that Brock and Mitchell have similar rings. Come on boys, follow us and we'll introduce you to the real Mitchell. Don't worry, boys, the real Mitchell is not the Captain that you think he is – we know!'
So, Mitchell, I hope we did the right thing?"
"Doyle, you did exactly the right thing. Maybe you can go back to your farm duties now, I'll just have a little chat with Truman and Brinley."
"You can stand down from that attention, boys. I may look like your captain, but, now, at this moment, I'm your queer brother. Yes, lads, I'm queer and every male at the school is queer, including now the lieutenant. From now on, when we're alone, away from everyone else, except the lieutenant, who is now on our side, so to say, you may, and will, call me Mitchell."
"Tell me a little bit about what you've been doing with each other, queer-sex-wise."
Truman replied, "Well, about six months ago, Brinley and I were on late-night guard duty and it was our break and we got chatting about girls and stuff. After a brief while, we both realised that neither of us was attracted to girls and that, in truth, we had both been eyeing each other off, for quite a while' we\ had been hesitant, though, in case of what the other soldiers might say. We started to meet in the farm barn in the evenings and soon started playing with each other's bits.
On that first night, when we really became, I suppose, lovers, we started by just stroking each other through our breeches, but then our cocks got so hard, it began to hurt. We thought it would be sexy if we undid each other's breeches, so that is what we did. We then put our hands through each other's fly and started pulling on each other's dick; it really felt good. Brinley suggested we take our underwear off, so we did that for each other and then he knelt down and took my cock in his mouth. I didn't last long, I was just so worked up, I shot spunk down his throat after only about two minutes, but my cock still stayed very hard. I then knelt down and sucked Brinley and he also didn't last long and fed me his cum after only about five minutes.
That's how things have been for the last few months. We go down the barn, we kiss, cuddle, smooch, snog, canoodle, undress each other and give each other a blow job. We recently progressed to lying down beside each other and doing 69s. We're still very naïve about all this, but we're having fun and we love each other."
"Have you fucked each other, in the arse, I mean?"
"We've heard about that, but it seems so tight down there. We couldn't work it out."
"Would you like to take your love to the next level, boys?"
"Yes. Mitchell, will you teach us?"
"Of course, my sweet boys."
"Let's go to my bedroom and I'll teach you how to pop each other's cherries."
Mitchell led Truman and Brinley into his bedroom.
"Now, boys, get yourself naked, in whatever fashion you prefer."
Truman asked, "What do you mean, Mitchell?"
"Well, lads, as you've been at it for so long, you may now just prefer to take your own clothes off, or you may still like the zing of taking each other's clothes off."
Brinley said, "Ah, yes, we undress each other, it's much sexier."
"When you 69, which sides do you lie on?"
Truman said, "I lie on my right, and Brinley on his left."
"OK, so, once you've undressed each other and before you lie down, to commence 69ing, Truman, please give a good soaking lick and suck to Brinley's right thumb and fingers, and Brinley, will you please do the same to Truman's left thumb and fingers."
Once the boys were settled into their 69, Mitchell said, "Now with your free hands, reach over and find your lover's back hole."
"Starting with your thumb, just gently stroke it, and then as the starfish, that is your anus, starts to relax, insert your thumb into your lover's hole. Once you're able to do that quite easily, change over to your index finger, and then slowly build up to two, and, maybe, even three, fingers."
With quite a few "Oohs" and "Waits" and "Gently, please, darlings" the two boys slowly opened up each other's rosebuds.
After about twenty minutes, Mitchell said, "Well, I think that's enough finger play, who's near to blowing?
Truman stuck his hand up first.
"OK, Brinley, lie back down on the bed, and put your bum on this little pillow," Mitchell handed him a small firm pillow.
Now, Truman, kneel down between Brinley's legs and then lift them up over your shoulders.
There is your prize, Brinley's open boy-pussy. Line your hard cock up with his hole, and push."
Truman did exactly that and Brinley said, "Ow, that hurts."
"It will a bit at the beginning. Do you want Truman to stop?"
"No, just take it slowly, darling."
"Truman, you will find that there are two tightish rings to push your dick through, and Brinley will probably display some agonising looks at that time, but unless he tells you firmly to stop, push on through and you will soon hit his g-spot with your phallus."
Truman did so proceed and, after a few minutes, Brinley squealed, "Ooh, that feels good, rub me more there."
Truman so did, whilst pushing his rigidity a little further in each time. After about ten thrusts, Truman said, "I'm all the way in darling."
"Yes, I can feel your pubes on my bum, go for it, fuck me."
Truman said, "OK, darling, I'll try to be gentle."
After a while, Brinley said, "Harder, my love, harder, I'm not a little baby."
After about another twenty thrusts, Truman tensed up and cream-pied Brinley's innermost sanctum. At the same time, Brinley shot his load all over his chest.
"Congratulations boys, that's what it's all about. Now, Brinley, I see you've just shot, do you want to swap roles, or leave it until you're on your own?"
Brinley said, "I'm a bit tired now, Mitchell." and Truman sighed, "I'm pooped."
"That's all quite natural. I've got work to do, why don't you have a nap here, and return to your duties later, I'll square it with the lieutenant."
"Thank you, Mitchell, you're the best captain I've ever had."
A few hours later the boys returned to their duties. Mitchell heard that they had reversed roles the next day, in the barn. Doyle and Truman worked out a sharing arrangement for use of their mutually preferred spot.
Scene: The assembly hall of The Seabrook Academy for Boys, on the morning of Friday, 20 May, 1486. On the stage behind the lectern are the boy founding members of the brotherhood, Manley, Maven, Barden and Aldwin Seabrook and Hugh and John Barclay.
Sir Mitchell Seabrook, Headmaster of the Academy and Head of the Seabrook Brotherhood walks on to the stage, and stands at the lectern.
"Good morning, sworn, and yet to be sworn, brothers. Today we add two new names to the list of membership of The Seabrook Brotherhood. We also will be very pleased to add one new couple into the Seabrook Register. Once entered, let no man seek to break those bonds, on pain of death.
Let us all stand, and swear, on our lives, the sacred Brotherhood Oath. As you will see I have my left hand resting on The Bible; the Seabrook Family Bible, which has been in the family for centuries, going back to the crusades, when Sir Kennard Seabrook, was given this, in gratitude for his services, by King Richard I. Let us all hold up our right hands, and repeat after me, the words of the oath – 'I swear, on my life, that I will keep secret from all people, other than members of The Seabrook Brotherhood, all activities, ceremonies, traditions, rules and regulations of the brotherhood, and its members, so help me God.'"
All the boys and men did so raise their hands, and repeated the oath. The names of the new members, of the Seabrook Brotherhood, were then written into The Seabrook Brotherhood Register of Members and Couples.
"The Seabrook Brotherhood today recognises, by the presentation of these rings, the new addition to the list of couple. I will read the names of the couples and then, as I call your names a second time, please step up onto the stage, receive your rings, from Manley; each ring will have identical numbers for each couple. I will then hug and kiss, on both cheeks, each boy. All the founding fathers will also then do the same. This is a solemn ceremony because you will notice that, as Manley places each ring, I will have my left hand on your left shoulder and my right hand on The Seabrook Bible."
The addition to the Seabrook Brotherhood couples register, on 27th May, 1486, with their numbers read: -
Couple Number
**
Husband # 1**
**
Husband # 2**
30
Brinley Reevese
Truman Vancee
It was, of course, Truman and Brinley, who were to be the two escorting soldiers, at the special punishment and forgiveness assembly, in August 1486.
To be continued
I hope you enjoyed my submission to Nifty. Thank you for reading it, suggestions for the next stages would be welcome. My thoughts are quite a lot of boy-boy sex and boy-man sex. Eventually, all the boys take wives or become life-partners, but Manley and Maven continue to enjoy fun with Mitchell. They also then have fun with their own offspring. The extended family becomes significant landholders in the Sutton Cheney area, and they take the Roundheads side in the Civil Wars of the 17th century. Further ideas will be developed, but please see the Mitchell Seabrooks file to see the long-term plan. The head of the Seabrook Brotherhood is always the eldest Mitchell Seabrook alive.
As requested, I'd love to hear from you with any comments, support, or constructive criticism. Thank you for your time, I appreciate it.
Now that the basic framework of this story is established, I wish to invite any readers, who care to, to write additional stories about any of the boys, teachers (ex-friars), farmhands (ex‑friars) and other supplementary characters. Within reason, writers are also encouraged to introduce new characters, such as, maybe, other local farmers, merchants, innkeepers, new teachers, other knights or soldiers. I am particularly interested in receiving submissions of back stories for the rent boys (20 of them – see Chapter 7) who, over the years, are met by Mitchell, and, because they are orphans, end up becoming scholars at SAB. Dates of encounter and birth are essential. I will still be the poster of such stories, though the author will be acknowledged. I reserve the right to decline publication and/or request edits of any submitted story. I will also spell and grammar check any submissions, and make any necessary corrections. Please send any such submissions to MTHpsnym@gmail.com.
Remember to please keep the fantasies here on the pages of Nifty. What I am asking is to read about him, dream about him, fantasise about him, look at him, but don't put hands on him, if he is underage.
Finally, I don't want to be nasty, but while I hope you have been helped to get your rocks off, I also sincerely hope that, if you are truly and honestly on the same wavelength as me (see below), then you will have been, when you were reading some passages, and will, when reading many passages in future chapters, be crying. I certainly have been, so crying and weeping, at times, when I have been writing them. I have tried to reflect some of the realities of history, but I also regret that such disgusting, horrific and horrible occurrences did, and still often do, occur, especially during times of war, when lawlessness is often rampant.
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OR
https://blog.reedsy.com/character-name-generator/medieval/old-english/
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If any readers are interested in receiving regularly updated copies of the Characters List for this series, the Seabrook Brotherhood Timeline and The Seabrook Brotherhood Register of Members and Couples please email me at MTHpsnym@gmail.com.
My mantra about man-boy and boy-boy love
Boys, and male youth, are tender little cherubs, to be fondled,
stroked, caressed, kissed, cuddled, loved and adored,
and made love to, but only if they are truly willing.
They are not there to just be simply fucked (in either end or both),
corporally punished, raped, abused, kidnapped, physically damaged
or, even, sometimes, killed!!!!!
UNDER-AGE CORPORAL PUNISHMENT, RAPE, SEXUAL VIOLENCE, ABDUCTION, KIDNAPPING AND INVOLUNTARY BDSM ARE NEVER ACCEPTABLE, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic
(Alphonse de Lamartine 1790–1869 - French author, poet, and statesman).