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

They strolled along a small path that divided a vast field of young, unripened wheat from a lush green paddock dotted with woolly, white sheep, grazing oblivious to the two men.


They clambered over a low rock wall into the paddock and Brocknor led Jahl to a grove of trees by a small brook.


“Aha. This is exactly the place I had in mind for our picnic.”


They sat in the cool grass, which, being shaded from the sun by the leafy branches overhead, felt slightly damp.


“Let’s be rid of these,” said Brocknor, undoing the belt around his tunic and pulling the garment over his head.


Jahl removed his tunic, throwing it over his shoulder as Brocknor had done.


Jahl crawled on all fours to Brocknor, who turned him around to place his mouth on Jahl’s anus. He kissed it and licked it, and in between, told Jahl how beautiful his little brown flower was. And when he had coated it in saliva, he pulled Jahl onto his erect cock, slowly guiding him while cradling him in his arms.


Chapter 20