Raided by the Roman Soldiers

I have a secret-something that's consuming my life.

Strength...it's what matters most in the military. If you're skinny and weak like me, then you need allies. You need to prove your worth.

You go into the woods with more powerful men.

You open your mouth and thank them while they use you.

Then you go back to camp and cook their food. You make their beds. You fall to your knees and beg to do it all again tomorrow.

That's how life is for boys like us. We're born to be controlled.

It's natural.

Format: Short story

Length: ~11,500 words

***CONTAINS EXPLICIT GAY SEXUAL CONTENT***