1. The Shepherd and the Gentleman (first draft) (from


    Date: 10/31/2017, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Author: pluxkuba, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    &#034Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields. And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle; A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty lambs we pull; Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold; A belt of straw and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love. The shepherds’ swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.&#034 Christopher Marlowe You open the gate of the farm, a big screeching thing, rusty and heavy, and you must be strong to open it fully because there are grasses and little mounds of mud, pebbles that clunk and stops it on its quarter circle trajectory. Which was not a problem to the young man, the problem was holding Laurindo erect on his feet and open the gate at the same time. Shepherds have a special skill to deal with the f***es of nature and a****ls, the rain was pouring sheets and buckets and pots of water, his clothes and Laurindo's completely drenched, and this was a situation to balance the corpulent man with one hand, and the other ...
    f***efully used, the left arm muscles to oppose the resistance of the iron. It took expert knowledge of the f***es of gravity, balance, geometry of solids, a physical world Daniel dealt every day, but didn't know existed and much less could he pinpoint them in words. His concern was to escape the rain, as quickly as possible, what would he care about physics and all that? He would laugh at me writing this, that's for sure. Even when he said that his name was of an angel, he didn't have a clue about it, a priest told him that one day and he just didn't forget; and he didn't crossed any book with that story, but if he did he would read it and ask questions, for he was a shepherd, but a curious one. The gate opened with a certain difficulty and they entered the 'farm', which didn't have anything farm-like, much less a house on sight. There was this wild garden surrounded by great thick walls a metre higher than their heads, secluded and in need of a gardener's pruning scissors. Red Silver Maiden Grasses were a jungle and taller them the two men walking through them; it seemed another part of the world but the village of Lourosa, azaleas of many colours growing in between and tall and un-pruned, a veritable alien forest you couldn't guess from the outside road and walls; and they walked in the only pebbled path, crunching those round stones muffled by the rain and the wind. Laurindo was searching for the keys, but the trees and autumnal foliages didn't allow the referred sight of ...
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