Peter Kalin was born and raised at Beaux Arbres, his father’s plantation in the Northern Neck of the Commonwealth of Virginia. When it was discovered that Peter liked to sleep with men, a predilection frowned upon by elite society, Beauregard Michael Kalin had only one recourse. Disowned and banished, Peter Kalin purchased a small farm of his own and unwittingly became a stationmaster on the underground railroad system.
As any man, Peter could not predict where his road in life would lead, his path often determined by the decisions of others… the family patriarch, a man selling his farm, a rebellious slave, a parish minister… Robert E. Lee or President Lincoln. This is the story of Peter Kalin as he navigates his own road in 1850’s-60’s America.
How his farm had become a station, he didn’t know. Shortly after he bought the farm, just before dawn a woman knocked on his door. She asked for Mrs. Davenport and was shocked that she was no longer living there. She apologized for the intrusion and started to leave. But Peter did not return to his bed. Instead, he watched the woman sneak four people into his barn. He followed them, and when he entered, they were not to be seen. When he discovered a few bales of hay pushed aside in the rear of one of the stalls, he spied a trap door.
“Y’all better come on up out of there,” he shouted when he flipped it up. Slowly the woman and four strong ebony men emerged. They stood fearfully in a clump, not because Peter had caught them, but because his dog Rufus was at his heels and his teeth and fangs were bared. “Y’all are runaways, aren’t you,” he asked rhetorically. “You come a long way?” he inquired with a change in his tone.
“Yes, suh,” said the lady.
“Have you eaten?”
“Not since yesterday morning. Just some berries we found right before sunset.”
“I’ll be right back in a bit with some food for you.” He returned to the house and gathered some bowls, spoons, a large pot of freshly-made oatmeal, and some dried beef. “Here. You need some nourishment. Can’t have you on the run and starving.”
That was five years ago. Since then, many groups followed the drinking gourd to his farm. All Peter asked in return was that they dig out a little more of the underground hideaway. He added some rough beds so his guests didn’t have to sleep on the ground, and always kept enough food handy to make sandwiches for his over-day guests. At night he gave them the directions to Caleb Ross’s, the next station on their route north.
“Massuh Peter, Massuh Peter,” shouted a raspy voice as fists pounded on his door one September morning barely past sunup.
He opened the door to find Rastus, the Negro butler from his father’s plantation.
“My, you looking like a fine young man. Maryland doing you good, Sir.”
“Rastus, what are you doing here?”
“Delivering a present to you from yo’ daddy.” He stepped aside, and there was Bahu. “Seems your daddy just found out who it was that made you want to like men. He was going to cut his thing off, but I suggested he send Bahu to you instead. I mean, I may not have approved of what you guys did together, but I think yo’ daddy’s ideas of punishment are a little harsh for just wanting to find a little love.”
“How did Daddy find out?”
“Fortune in Men’s Eyes,” is an inspirational novel by Duncan More. This historical, interracial love story can be purchased from Amazon (ebook and print), B&N, Google Books, All Romance ebooks, Apple and Kobo.
Colors of Sexy
A Beau to Beau Romance short story
Sensual and Sexual, with Passion, Pleasure, and Longing
Every man wants Tommy, or so Tommy thinks. He is gorgeous, with a kickass body and a beautiful face. Tommy is also somewhat of a hustler, and doesn’t really want to work for a living. So far, living off of his good looks has worked for him. Tommy usually gets what he wants. When he meets Pankai, an exchange student from India, Tommy wants him immediately. This time, however, Tommy may get something that he is not expecting.
Pankai couldn’t wait for tonight’s party. He had been in America for a little over a year now. His roommate had invited a friend for him to meet tonight, and Pankai wanted to look his best for the American gay man. “Welcome to my home,” Pankai said, as the American named Tommy walked through the door. “Where’s Kel?” Tommy asked. “Preparing for our party. Why do you ask?” “Oh, no reason,” Tommy remarked. “It’s very nice to meet you, Tommy,” Pankai said, nervously. He wished his roommate would hurry and join them. Tommy looked at Pankai. He was very nice looking and dark skinned. Tommy then took a second look, which he rarely did. Pankai was better than nice looking. Pankai was gorgeous. This man, Pankai, may be as good looking as I am, Tommy thought, but didn’t dare let Pankai know what he was thinking. Pankai was very courteous to Tommy, and offered to take his coat.
Kel walked into the room then and introduced Tommy to Pankai, even though they had already met. “Hi, Pankai,” Tommy said again, somewhat sarcastically. “What would you like to drink, Tommy?” Kel asked. Tommy gave his drink order, but couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of the gorgeous foreigner.
Tommy ignored Kel. Kel wasn’t important to Tommy. Tommy’s eyes were focused on Pankai and his gorgeousness. “So, you’re from India,” Tommy said. “Yes, that is correct,” Pankai said, very politely. Kel immediately noticed the attraction in Tommy’s eyes, but wasn’t expecting it to be nearly as strong as it appeared to be. He wouldn’t have set them up if he thought Tommy might use Pankai as just another one of his boy toys. “Here you go,” Pankai said, handing Tommy his drink. “Thanks,” Tommy said, and actually smiled at the lovely dark skinned man. Kel continued to watch Tommy. He was well aware that Tommy’s charm and beauty were only skin deep. He also knew that Tommy had never been serious about a guy in his life. He was always looking for nothing more than a one night stand, or even a one hour stand.
Tommy slowly walked into Pankai’s bedroom, the bedroom that Pankai shared with Kel, and then turned around. Pankai smiled his biggest and brightest smile, and then locked the door behind the two of them. “You want to take off your shirt, Tommy? Kel keeps it quite warm in our bedroom. I think I will remove mine.” Tommy watched as Pankai removed his shirt, his dark nipples looking very enticing to Tommy even in the darkened room. He wanted Pankai, and Tommy felt his cock give a little twitch. Pankai was definitely not shy, and Tommy had had more to drink than he remembered. Pankai walked over to Tommy and started to pull his shirt off. “Don’t be shy, Tommy. You are too sexy to be shy.” Tommy couldn’t resist Pankai’s accent, and the seduction was too good to resist.
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