Shadows in Time
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Trying to avoid ruin and disgrace, young naive Neal Clifton, wealthy heir to a sizable Boston family fortune faces the illicit and dangerous complication of his first affair with man--a scheming, unscrupulous man with influence and power that reaches beyond the grave. Neal vows to never give into his own unnatural desires again but finds his only hope for escape in the hands (and arms) of stoic silversmith, Peter Wade.
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Shadows in Time - Laura Baumbach
Table of Contents
Shadows in Time
Copyright Acknowledgment
Nursery Rhythm
Story
About the Author
MLR PRESS AUTHORS
SHADOWS IN TIME
LAURA BAUMBACH
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Copyright 2010 by Laura Baumbach
All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form.
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Cover Art by Deana Jamroz
Editing by Kris Jacen
Printed in the United States of America.
2010 Edition
"Yesterday upon the stair, I saw a man who wasn’t there.
He wasn’t there again today. I wish that he would go away."
Nursery Rhyme
Boston
1760
Shall I take you on the floor tonight? Like a stable mare? What do you say, my boy? Nothing?
Williams chuckled softly, the harsh sound swallowed up by the thick velvet curtains and heavy bed chamber furniture. He wait a few seconds for his lover’s reply then roughly gripped the much younger man’s chin, forcing the smooth, angelic face upward. Even so, Neal refused to raise his gaze. Judge Williams pushed Neal’s face away with a sharp slap.
It’s just was well. It is not like your preference is of any concern to me.
Contempt always brought such a delicious flush to the boy’s fine-boned cheeks. This time was not any different. Williams savored the sweetness of success while he watched Neal try not to squirm. Williams took advantage of the moment to run his hands over Neal’s upper arms and shoulders, admiring the trim, firm muscles, the hallmark of a silversmith. They were even more attractive when spread wide and lashed to the foot board of Williams’ bed as they were now. Neal’s slender body naked and on display for his pleasure as Williams sat on a plush stool in front of the young man, admiring and playing. The long hours Neal spent working metal into delicate wares for his father’s silver shop showed. Williams appreciated every curve under the pale skin.
He especially admired the slight curve of hard flesh jutting up from between Neal’s thighs. The color was a tantalizing shade of rose, the length just right to fit in the grasp of his hand, the width slim like the body that claimed it as its own. Though it looked thicker now than normal, the tight bands of the hair tie Williams had torn from Neal’s dark wavy locks wrapped securely along its length, ensuring the lad stayed hard and wanting until Williams had what he wanted. Maybe even longer.
Grabbing Neal by the hips, Williams pulled him closer, unbalancing him slightly, forcing Neal’s arms back as his wrists remained tied to the foot board. His young lover said nothing until Williams slowly lapped at the swollen crown of Neal’s cock, his fingers digging into the lean flesh of Neal’s buttocks, his stare fixed on Neal’s averted gaze. Even then, a gasp was his only reward. It was infuriating that the boy continued to fight him after all these months. He knew what was required of him and yet he fought, embarrassment and shame ruling over reason and prudent decisions.
Let me hear you say it, boy.
He let his fingernails dig a little deeper, not enough to draw blood but enough to leave a reminder of what disobedience could bring.
"Look at me and say it."
He watched the convulsive bob in Neal’s throat as he swallowed down the words, marveling at the graceful lines of muscle and flesh that led to the square, beautiful, clenched jaw. He rubbed his own stubbled chin over the bound, glistening cock pointed at his face, delighting in the startled jerk of Neal’s hips that unintentionally forced it harder against his prickly cheek.
Ah, the eager slide of hot, weeping flesh against his own. He never tired of it even after four decades of life. He could barely wait to possess this passionate young buck, possess him completely, permanently. Neal’s future would be his future. Whether the boy wanted it or not.
Williams edged forward on the stool, forcing his knees between Neal’s spread thighs. He released his hold on the firm buttocks, bringing both his hands to caress and fondle Neal’s groin, cupping his sac then teasing the crease behind it. His fingers were dry but that didn’t stop him from exploring and breaching the tight opening to Neal’s body with one finger. Neal squirmed and shifted at the sudden penetration. Williams used the movement to go deeper. When he could curl his finger forward and touch a hard bead of flesh he stopped and worried the knot.
Neal curled his toes into the thick weave, visibly tensing his body. Williams knew he was steeling himself against the next touch from his lover’s
groping hand. Yet even as the young man burned with embarrassment and revulsion, his cock betrayed him, hard and weeping, yearning for attention. This was everything Williams loved about seducing naïve young lovers, so beautiful and eager.
Soft gasps and shallow pants filled the silence but Neal still wouldn’t speak. Williams bent forward so his lips touched the bobbing cock. He exhaled, letting hot moist air mingle with the drops of cream pooling in the folds of the lengthened foreskin, the tiny slit on the smooth globe under it peeking out.
What do you think my servants will say come morn when they find you here naked and tied to the bed, cock bound and weeping, as you are now? They know better than to blaspheme my reputation or they will find their worthless hides locked away in chains in prison.
Williams reached up with his free hand, twisting Neal’s chin until their gazes finally met. Once gained, he held Neal’s gaze with the force of his own harsh stare. Without breaking the line of sight he pulled Neal’s cock so he could push down the foreskin and suck softly as the newly exposed head.
Neal grunted, a choked sob swallowed down before it fully escaped.
Williams smiled. But I dare say, you will not be so lucky, young sir.
His smile faded and his eyes narrowed. Say it.
Without waiting for Neal to respond, Williams stilled his finger still deep inside Neal’s ass as he licked at a few of strips of cock flesh bulging out between the crisscrossed ribbon. The heat and taste almost made him close his eyes in delight.
Neal’s face was the color of pale tea roses, a sheen of sweat giving his skin an unearthly glow, like a distraught angel. His china blue eyes were half-lidded with lust, his mouth parted, dry lips revived every few seconds with an anxious touch from his tongue. Arms restrained to each side and back, his hips pushed forward, a jutting, uncoordinated rhythm, a primal rutting looking for release. His forehead was furrowed, a few lines marring his smooth complexion, this and his silence the only indications he was struggling against Williams’ demands.
Williams sucked the cock to the back of his throat, sliding a second finger into Neal to massage the hidden pleasure spot inside. Neal trembled, droplets of sweat running down his taunt abdomen to disappear in the dark spare nest of hair under Williams’ grasping hand.
I...c-crave the pleasure of you... inside me.
Neal had to force himself to speak clearly or risk having to repeat himself. Williams sucked harder and Neal shuddered adding. I want you to...possess me.
And?
It was marvelous how one’s body could betray one’s inhibitions and social taboos. Manipulations were so much more enjoyable this way, if no less humiliating.
We—we were meant...to be together.
Neal could barely spit the words out.
"That wasn’t so hard, now was