Each time a bomb would sound, I would jump, but as long as he was holding me, I felt more secure...
A young American man is caught in the City of London during the bombing by the Nazis. He had volunteered to stay in England to help his Aunt and her family during the war. Like many other families, they found safety and shelter in the Tube when the brutal bombings occurred. But he finds something else in the cold, dark, tense subways....
There, he meets a furloughed British soldier and his brother. As the city is besieged by a series of bombings, he finds comfort in their arms - and in the arms of other sex-hungry men underneath the grounds of London.
This story is also known as "The Blitz"
EXCERPT:
He gasped out a few times and dumped a big load of cum deep in me. He rubbed against that newly-discovered, sensitive spot in me again, and this time I shot a big load. I placed my hand over my shooting cock to catch my cum so as not to shoot all over the blanket. I brought my spent cum to my mouth and drank it down. I felt great and thought I should pull up my pants and get some rest.
My English friend had returned from the loo and lay down on the blanket facing me. After his brother slowly pulled his wet cock from my fuck hole and turned over facing the wall again.
"How ya doing, Yank?" he said to me as he pulled the covers over us once again. "Good piece of arse."
He then whispered to me, "My little brother's a wild bastard. You'll have to try that one again sometime. Are ya ready for some more action? It looks like it's gonna be a long night."
