Adama lives in a time long before recorded history, when the small population of human beings exist at one with nature. Intelligent, they still retain something of the wild animal. The climate is tropical summer, punctuated by a short rainy season that isn’t only a time of constant heavy rain, but also when the Grim appear. These creatures are the reason humans build burrows, to hibernate in during the rainy season. But the Grim have begun to detect these underground burrows and root out their inhabitants. When Adama meets Graf, a traveller from the north, they share a quick sexual encounter before Graf continues on his way. However, the rains have come early this year, and with the threat of the Grim, Graf turns back. They share Adama’s burrow, but even securely tucked away, there are dangers. Who, or what, is banging on the entrance to their burrow? Will Adama and Graf survive to explore their burgeoning friendship?

The Burrow

“They call me Graf. And what do they call you?”


He removed his hand from the hide, deliberately brushing Graf’s nipple, the action bringing the whisper of a smile to Graf’s face. Noticing the smile, and encouraged by it, Adama brushed his palm over Graf’s cock, squeezing the head as he brought his hand back to his side.


This was considered neither impolite nor invasive. In fact, it was the way of the nomad to take everything while it was on offer. A fleeting moment of comfort and companionship was to be snatched when available just as every other opportunity was. It was a common understanding. And a thrill when it happened.


Graf dropped his spear and shrugged the bison hide off his shoulder, letting it fall in a heap. Being larger, a solid six feet of hairy muscle, he easily pushed Adama to his knees, unceremoniously feeding his stiffening cock into Adama’s open mouth.


“That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it?” asked Graf, placing his hands on the back of Adama’s head.


Chapter 3