The summer days started blending together; the isolated town of Perry was a sleepy little place, well set apart from the rest of the island nation, and little outside disturbance ever occured.
For Mike, it had been a summer of pleasure. He had met a boy named Aaron, who was also 18, and they had been close for weeks now. What frightened Mike was that they were getting a little too close, and the consequences should anyone find out were horrifying. But the risks did not outweigh the pleasures, for the two boys had discovered _s_e_x_ with each other.
Of course, they only fooled around when they were far from town. Long hikes had become a part of their daily routine, and when they reached an isolated spot, Mike and Aaron would share each other. Aaron was a beautiful young man, and Mike had had his eye on him a long time. His curly blond hair stood short against his tanned face, which was kind but had a certain curiousness about it. A very active boy, Aaron's body was lanky and lean, with a flat, chiseled stomach and long legs. His clothing was perfected to his body at all times - his shirts clung around his perky chest and flat stomach, and were tucked into his low-riding jeans, cinched at the waist with a belt that made his round buttocks pucker beneath it.
It was Aaron who had made the first move. His arm had went softly around Mike's shoulders one day; his other hand moved aggressively down beneath the waistband of Mike's pants, and the spark of fire eroded from Mike's virgin penis. Before long, their clothes were in piles at their feet, and the boys were exploring each other with their eyes and mouths. Aaron's rock hard _c_o_c_k_ was enormous, much longer and thicker than Mike's, and its salty meatiness in his mouth moved him to such energy that he longed for more. At the same time, Aaron's mouth clung firmly about Mike's young penis, sucking and caressing so that both boys exploded at the same time. When the fire was over , the boys would just hold each other for a while in naked glory.
Today had happened very much like every day for a couple of weeks. Mike and Aaron had climbed a hill overlooking the town, spent their seed upon each other, and held each other, basking in the glory of the scenery about them. It's too bad they didn't notice the pairs of eyes behind them.
A couple of forest patrollers had wandered upon them. Their look of surprise slowly faded to a look of shame, and the boys just sat, staring, not knowing what to do. To be caught in these circumstances was a terrible thing, for the conservative town of Perry would certainly find out, and the punishment for relations between two men (or two women, although it never happened) was so severe. Mike thought about getting up before the two patrolmen came to their senses, and just running. But it was too late.
The patrolmen started barking orders. "Get dressed immediately!" The shamed young men nervously collected their clothes, and it seemed to take forever for them to put them back on. But they did, and were swiftly taken into hand by the two patrolmen, who swiftly had their hands cuffed behind their backs and started prodding them down the hill and toward town.
Mike's thoughts raced back and forth as he was pushed home. He thought about what was coming to him; he had seen punishments for this kind of thing before, and knew that there were different ways to punish men convicted of buggery on the island. Every town on the island had whipping posts and gallows in its town square, and Mike had witnessed punishments there ever since he was a small child.
For buggery, a man could be hung. Mike knew this part. The convict would usually be whipped first, and then led to the gallows. But Mike had never seen a man hung for homo_s_e_x_uality - it was usually reserved for repeat offenders. But a punishment less than death could be just as brutal. Once, a couple of years before, two men had been convicted of homo_s_e_x_ual acts, and their punishment consisted of 80 lashes upon the bare back and buttocks, and penile impalement. Penile impalement went like this - the man was strapped naked to a cross-like structure, facing the crowd. The weight of the man rested on a wooden block beneath the genitals, and the penis and scrotum laid out front on this block. Then nails were pounded through the penis, usually two nails, right through the penis into the wooden block. The men had screamed in agony, pulling and pushing against their restraints in pain. But there they remained for two hours, fastened by the dick. The penile impalement was reserved for men who had been convicted of _s_e_x_ual crimes - the pleasure they had brought themselves through the genitals was being punished by pain through the genitals. A very nasty punishment - some men had to have all or part of their penis amputated after the impalement because of infection. Others kept their penis, but lost some of their ability to obtain an erection.
This story will be continued..........