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I’ve always been gay, but I’ve never been overtly effeminate. Coming from a family of several positive male role models, I never had to hide who I was, so I never did.

Like everyone, I had heard the stories about men being “turned out” in prison. As I was being booked into Orleans Parish Prison in November of , I realized I was a target.

During the processing I was placed in a holding cell with nearly fifty other prisoners.

I was terrified going into the cell. So I found a quiet detect on the floor in the corner. I sat with my knees in and my arms folded with my head down, so I’m not sure how they knew I was gay. Still, a man sat next to me and put his arm around me. I attempted to spring up but another man stood over me and forcefully pushed me back down by my shoulders.

“You ain’t fighting back, is you, sweetness?” he said. I looked at him in horror as tears welled up in my eyes. The man who was standing exposed himself while the other aggressively forced me to give his friend oral sex. Out of fear, I performed oral sex on them both. Even with several peopl

Dad died when I was six. The rabbi who lived in the apartment below took over for him. I’m sure he wanted to do Mom. They packed us off to an evil Hasidic summer camp where everyone made fun of us because we didn’t know their crazy prayers. My brother was four. We would secretly meet in the woods, hug each other and blubber. We couldn’t perceive why our father died and our mother sent us to this terrible place. I learned to hate all religion and still do.

Mom was a dark-haired, curvaceous looker, juicy, and in her prime. She liked sex but decided that all men had to pay for it. The butcher brought steaks; the florist, flowers; the bagel man left fresh hot steaming bagels by our door every morning for months. Leon, the ice cream man left ice cream. My younger brother and I were rapidly dispatched to acquire the stuff into the house, so they couldn’t notice Mom. And not to forget Abe, the jeweler, who brought, well, jewels. They all tried to get inside. Some did. When Mom met the human who brought it all, she married him.

We lived in Borough Park, in Brooklyn. Until I ran away, I thought eve

Books by Mike Ox

15 Stories of Reluctant Gay BDSM, Menage, Shifters, and Tentacles
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Virgin Tentacle Sacrifice
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First Time Gay: 20 Stories of Reluctant BDSM, Menage, Cowboys, and Shifters
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Bred at His Command

The Reluctant Berserker

I was absolutely charmed by Reluctant Berserker. It&#;s the sweetest admire story full of hostility and murder that you&#;ll ever read. &#; KJ Charles

&#;The Reluctant Berserker&#; &#; A novel set in Saxon times, in which Leofgar the harper tries to prove he is a real man, and Wulfstan the warrior tries to conceal the proof that he isn&#;t.

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Pre-release review by Feliz at Mrs Condit and Friends:

This book had me biting my nails with tension during action and fighting scenes, it had me smile in fondness at tender moments, curse characters and cheer others on, it had me laughing with joy at the sheer beauty of its language, and I closed it with a wistfully happy smile. All I ever wish for in my reading, and I can’t commend it highly enough.

One of Kazza K&#;s Books of the Year for On Highest Down Under

Blurb:

“Manhood is about more than who’s on top. ”

Wulfstan, a noble and fearsome Saxon warrior, has spent most of his life hiding the fact that he would love to be valued by someone stronger than himself. Not so