Jahl lives with his people, the Hamica, in the jungles of a nameless world. They live at one with nature. It’s a simple existence, centred around family and community. One day all this is snatched away when Jahl is captured by slavers. But he’s a proud man from a proud people, and he never shows his fright or anxiety, despite what he feels inside. They take him through the jungle, through swampland and farmland, to a town that has seen many like him come before. In a strange, wooden building in the middle of the town square, Jahl is put into a harness, naked and spread-eagle for all who have gathered there to see. It’s humiliating and degrading, especially when the bidding starts. For the first time, Jahl is truly frightened. Who will purchase him? And for what purpose?

Goodbye to the Jungle

Brocknor shook his head. “No, no, no.” He yanked the towel off. “I didn’t pay all that gold just to have your beauty covered.” He placed a hand on Jahl’s shoulder and smiled. “I want to see your body. To gaze upon that beautiful cock.”


He ran his hand down Jahl’s smooth torso, stopping at the small patch of pubic hair. He loosely gripped it, making a sound of appreciation. With the same hand, he cupped Jahl’s cock and balls, humming his satisfaction.


“You’ve made me a very happy man,” he said, releasing Jahl’s genitals. “Come here.”


He hugged Jahl to him, pressing their bodies together. Jahl could feel Brocknor’s rigid cock rubbing ever so slightly against his thigh.


Chapter 9