The year is 1883. Eduard van De Lier is a Dutchman overseeing a spice plantation on the island of Java, in the South Pacific. His obsessive attraction to dark-skinned men is just one of his many secrets. His wife Marien knows of his indiscretions, but as she's content with their Colonial lifestyle, she stays silent. Until a former lover of Eduard's shows up in their parlor with thoughts of blackmail. Reza was a crewman on the ship that brought the van De Liers to Java. During the passage, Eduard spent many a night in the younger man's arms. Two years have passed, and the last person Eduard expects to find in his drawing room is Reza, a letter in hand that could destroy the life he and Marien lead. Seeing him again ignites Eduard's lust for his first dark lover. He hopes to retrieve the letter, either through seduction or subterfuge, and the longer Reza eludes him, the more his desire grows. But they're on shaky ground, and before things can heat up between them, their world explodes -- literally -- when the unstable island of Krakatoa erupts.

All Shook Up

I wait for his breath to even out, my hand strumming along the length of my hard cock. The red numbers on the clock flicker through fifteen minutes, and Joey hasn’t said another word so I assume he’s asleep. Still, I bury my face in my pillow to keep from making any noise as I jerk off. Time and again I touch the swollen tip of my dick and remember the tiny touch I got when I caught Joey off guard. After I come, I roll away from the sticky spot in my sheets and finally, finally, fall asleep.


Chapter 22