A secret love triangle between Hamlet, Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern takes Shakespeare to an entirely different level. Two friends and lovers are called to England to save the prince, but can they save each other? [Warning: explicit descriptions of gay anal sex] [5k words]
Rosencrantz leaned over the rail next to him, straining to see into the white and frothy waters below. He spoke quietly, which was unusual for him.
“It has been quite a while, hasn’t it? Since we left home?”
The boat rocked leeward, and Guildenstern leaned back crossly. Boats always made him ill. “England’s home.”
“Don’t be like that.” Rosencrantz said. A gull flew by and landed on the rail close to them. It shook its wings, a thin spray of mist coming off of the white feathers.
“He’ll be happy to see you, I’m sure of it.” Guildenstern’s voice dripped with resentment. “‘No men to which he more adheres than you...’ The queen knows it, she’s the one wrote the summons.”
Rosencrantz gave an exasperated sigh. “’Tis a command,” he said, a pleading note entering his voice. “Would you have me disobey the wishes of the prince? Fall out of favor with the crown?”
“No, I’m sure you’d rather fall into his arms,” Guildenstern said bitterly. He turned on his heel and stalked back into the hold.
Rolling his eyes lightly, Rosencrantz followed him back down into the belly of the ship. “Bloody prince,” he said, kicking at the wooden ladder. “’Tis a COMMAND.”
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Published May 11, 2012
Erotica, Gay & Lesbian, Literature & Fiction.