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Three weeks had passed since the lifting of the curse and Kern was still haunted by the experience. In those first few days he had visited at least a dozen whorehouses to find some sweet pussy only to realize they knew about his own humiliation. They whispered and giggled and some just outright laughed. He fled each establishment in embarrassment.
More and more he was thinking he'd have no choice but to leave Sarsansy for good.
And then there was Malek, whom he had avoided since returning. The boy had come to him almost every day for the first week, but Kern rejected him each time.
Now each time he left or returned to the White Swan Malek avoided him, fleeing at the sight of him. It was for the best.
Even though he still thought fondly of Malek's beautiful ass and the other things Malek was so good at he refused to see the boy again. He had to admit he enjoyed Malek, but he was also under a curse at the time so his judgment could not be trusted.
He wanted some pussy. That's what he dreamed of these days. He loved pussy, loved the taste of it, loved the smell of it, and loved the sight of it.
But the whorehouses were off limits for now. He could always find a woman the traditional way, but he was afraid they might accuse him of something, and he feared the Grand Sorcerer's warning. He sighed. No pussy for now. He'd have to rely on his hand.
That night when Kern returned to the White Swan there was a flurry of activity. Unusual for this time of evening Kern thought.
He caught sight of the little round innkeeper.
He grabbed his arm, "what's happening."
"Nothing to be worried about. That foolish child got himself caught up in some trouble. Serves him right you know for traveling to Manchinin. Dangerous place you know," he said.
Kern's breath caught in his throat.
"What foolish boy," he whispered.
"Malek, what other foolish boy works here," the innkeeper laughed.
Kern growled. The innkeeper glared and walked away.
He ran over to the the cluster of women in the corner. He pushed himself through the pack and found a very bloody and beaten Malek.
Kern's breath caught in his throat again. "What's happened."
"He was badly beaten," one of the women said. "Thankfully someone found him and brought him here. Whoever did this broke his leg though. A healer is on her way now."
The woman just shook her head.
Kern stepped away from the crowded area and sat at an empty table. His mind was reeling from shock. The poor child, he thought. Who would have done this? He's just a boy!
Before long the healer arrived and they moved the boy to an empty room where the healer set his leg. Kern wasn't allowed in, but he heard him scream.
Kern motioned one of the serving girls over to his table.
"What's going to happen to the boy?"
She shrugged. "Not sure. But he won't be able to work for weeks, if not longer. Probably be sent home I guess."
He nodded and she walked a way. Poor boy. He had to admit he'd grown fond of the lad. It would be sad to see him go, but Kern suddenly felt guilty. After coming back he had silently wished for the boy to leave. Now look what has happened. He shook his head.
The next day Kern sought out the innkeeper.
"What's going to happen to the boy?" he asked.
"Not sure. Not really my problem. He can't work so if the job's still open when he recovers I might give it back to him even though he really did put me in a predicament having to find a replacement so fast."
Kern narrowed his eyes. Cruel bastard, he thought.
"You think he wanted to get his leg broken and beaten up by a gang of thugs?"
"Not really, but he shouldn't have been there in the first place. He needed to learn his lesson."
Kern clenched his fist, but quickly unclenched. It wouldn't do any good to knock the man out.
"Where are his parents?"
"I've sent for them. They need to come quickly. The boy is taking up one of my rooms and taking too much time away from my girls. They have a job to do."
Kern gritted his teeth. The innkeeper was a heartless pig.
"Have the girls bring him to my room. I'll see after him till his parents arrive," he found himself saying. What in the world was coming over him? He didn't know. But he did know he wouldn't allow this man to be overseeing the boy's care.
The innkeeper raised his eyebrows, but wisely didn't object.
"Oh and by the way I'm sure you'll be giving me half off of my own room till the parents arrive because now you'll have an extra room to sell," Kern said with a smile.
The innkeeper swung around to argue, but when he saw the dangerous glint in Kern's eyes, he must have thought better of it because he just smiled weakly and nodded.
An hour or so later the Malek was sleeping soundly in his room, while the healer advised him on how to take care of the boy until his parents arrived.
"Yes yes, I understand what needs to be done," he said. The healer said her goodbyes and left.
Kern entered the room and sat next to the bed. Looks like he'd be sleeping on the floor for the next few days, he thought. How did this happen? For weeks he avoided the child and now the boy was going to living in his room. He shook his head. Well stranger things have certainly happened in life he had to admit.
The next morning Kern ordered breakfast for the child so he'd have something to eat when he woke up. Kern found himself sitting next to the boy's bed and just watching him of all things.
What am I doing?
He shook his head and went to his desk to go over some ledgers that needed examined.
"Mister Kern?" the boy said a few minutes.
Awake. Finally.
Kern turned around. "It looks like you got yourself in quite a predicament, haven't you boy?"
"Yes, Mister Kern I have. I'm sorry," he said sheepishly.
"What were you doing Manchinin. That's a dangerous area. You should know better," Kern scolded him.
The boy turned his head and didn't respond. And then it dawned on him. He was looking for sex. Bloody hell.
"Never mind. I've ordered you some food. Eat up," he said grabbing the food and bringing it to him.
"What am I doing in your room?" the boy asked.
"I…I," he said clearing his throat. "I thought it would be better for you to stay here and be watched over until your parents arrive. Safer you know."
"Oh," Malek said. "Thank you."
"No thanks necessary " Kern said.
"Well thank you anyway Mister Kern. I am sorry to be a bother. If I'm able to walk before my parents arrive I'll find somewhere else to go."
"Well now hopefully your parents sooner because it'll be at least 3 months before you can walk again," he said.
"Oh," the boy said quietly.
Hmmm, but maybe there is something else I can try, he thought.
Magic. Not the Grand Sorcerer of course, but perhaps he could convince another said magician to assist him. He knew of just the one.
The next day he traveled across the city to find someone that could possibly help.
When the wizard opened the door his eyes widened in surprise.
"I warned you to not come back here again," the wizard said in a fury.
Kern suddenly doubted the wisdom of coming back to the wizard's house. He gulped and tried to remain calm.
"The Grand Sorcerer removed the curse," he interjected before the wizard could continue.
The wizard paused and narrowed his eyes. "Then why are you here?"
"Because I need some help. A young friend of mine was hurt and he needs some healing."
"And why would I help you?"
"Because the Grand Sorcerer knew the cures had been tampered with," he lied.
Now it was the wizard's turn to gulp. "And what did you tell him?" the wizard said a little too quickly.
"I pretended to know nothing, but I could always go back and change my story you know."
"Are you blackmailing me? A wizard?"
"Why I do believe I am. So is it a deal?"
The wizard hesitated. And then folded his arms and huffed. "Fine. Take me to your friend."
He was surprised the wizard gave in so quickly. Or on second thought perhaps not. Just the threat of the Grand Sorcerer's wrath he suspected was enough of a deterrent.
An hour later the wizard was running his hands over the Malek's legs.
"I'm not much of a healer you know. My specialities lie elsewhere," he said beads of sweat running down his face. "There that's the best I can do. It'll still be a few weeks before you can walk child."
Malek just nodded and then thanked the wizard. Kern offered his thanks as well. The wizard smiled and then leaned in so only Kern could hear. "If I ever see you again I will make sure you regret it. For a very long time. I hope I'm clear this time."
Kern swallowed hard. "Of course."
With that the wizard left and Kern breathed a sigh of relief. He could hardly believe his plan worked.
"Thank you Mister Kern," Malek said.
"Just Kern, Malek," he said and then laughed. "You're living here now. No need for the formalities."
Malek smiled.
"I don't how I will be able to repay you Mis…Kern," the boy said. "I…I don't have much coin."
"No need to worry about that Malek."
He caught the boy looking at his crotch.
"Maybe there's something I can do for you," Malek said staring at his crotch.
Suddenly Kern was uncomfortable. He should have known the boy would expect something like this given their history. But the curse was lifted now so he wasn't attracted to men any longer. Except the thought of Malek's bare ass still excited him for some reason.
"I don't mind," Malek whispered.
"That's not why I took you in," Kern said swallowing hard. Bloody hell he was horny. He almost wished the curse was still on him so he could let Malek have his way. As soon as that thought popped in to his mind though his dick stirred a bit.
"I know," Malek whispered. "But I want to…help you out Kern. I enjoy it."
His dick stirred again. Now he was semi-hard. He took a deep breath. He couldn't move.
And then he thought "What the bloody hell is wrong with me?"
He was horny that's what was wrong he decided. It's been too long since he's had any pussy. That had to be it. He looked down and realized his cock was fully erect inside his trousers now.
Malek licked his lips. "Please…," Malek whispered.
Kern couldn't stand it any longer. He unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down. His cock was standing straight up. Malek quickly grabbed it and pulled him closer to the bed taking his dick in to his mouth as soon as he was close enough.
Kern moaned -- loudly. Malek started sucking fast and furiously. Kern's eyes rolled back in his head. It felt so good it almost hurt.
"Bloody hell Malek that feels good," Kern breathed.
Kern started thrusting his cock down Malek's throat. Malek gagged on the first thrust but adjusted his mouth and took it like an expert. What Kern really wanted though was a peek at Malek's ass. Just the thought of that butt was driving him wild. He thrusted faster. Malek played with his balls and he swallowed his cock.
"Ohhhh yesssss Malek," Kernr moaned. "I'm close. So close Malek."
That drove Malek wild. He sucked even harder and faster.
"Bloody hell!" Kern cursed as he exploded in to Malek's mouth. The load was too much for Malek to handle this time and soon cum was dribbling out of the sides of his mouth as Kern kept pumping away.
Kern's eyelids fluttered as he let out a long sigh of relief and withdrew his cock from Malek's mouth.
"Thank you Malek," he whispered. "I needed that."
Malek gulped down his juice and then wiped his mouth. "Of course Mister Kern. I mean Kern. I enjoy making you feel good."
****
The next few weeks dragged on. After his encounter with Malek he tired to stay away from the boy as much as possible. But that was kind of hard since Malek lived with him and couldn't walk so he was confined to the room. The boy's healing though was progressing nicely and he should be well enough in the next few days to be on his way.
He'd restrained himself from having sex with the boy. But he couldn't say the same for his thoughts and dreams. More and more those turned to him.
After being rebuffed the first few nights after their last encounter Malek got the hint and stopped trying.
He hoped the boy was asleep as he grabbed the door knob and begin to turn it. He opened it as slowly and silently as possible. What he found though shocked him. There was Malek laying on the bed face down naked. His beautiful ass sticking up, as if waiting. Kern was paralyzed with lust. He couldn't move. His licked his lips and took a deep breath. He crept in to the room so he wouldn't wake Malek up. He had to get out of here. That ass was too tempting. Kern was already hard. Bloody hell, he wasn't a kaff! But even so he couldn't deny what he was feeling at this moment. It's just because he hadn't had any pussy since the curse was lifted he told himself. It had to be. He had been too embarrassed to go to any of the brothels in the city and too impatient to do it the 'proper' way.
So now here he was, alone in his room with a naked boy. He cursed.
I have to leave, he told himself.
But just as he made that decision Malek stirred to life.
"Mister….Kern is that you," the boy said groggily.
"Yes…yes..but I was just leaving," he said stumbling over his words.
"Are you sure," Malek said now fully awake. The boy propped himself up on his elbows which seemed to force his butt even further up in the air.
Kern looked away.
"Kern…I know you like my butt," he whispered. "Are you sure you don't want to touch it."
"No," he said refusing to look at the boy.
"Please," the boy pleaded.
"I am not a kaff Malek," he said without looking at the boy. "What's happened in the past cannot happen again. Do I make myself clear."
"That's what they called me the night I was attacked, kaff," Malek whispered, his voice quivering. "I'm sorry Mister Kern. I didn't mean to upset you. I just…I just thought you liked it…liked me."
Kern shook his head finally turning around. Malek still lay there as naked as before except now tears glistened in his eyes.
What have I done, he asked himself.
Kern walked over to the bed and sat down. He place his hand on Malek's back and rubbed his hand over it. "I'm sorry Malek. I didn't mean to bring up those bad memories. I do like you. I like you a lot. But…but….but," he said not able to finish his thought. His hand crept closer and closer to Malek's butt. It was so beautiful. Malek buried his face in the bed.
"I've just been confused lately," he said.
Perhaps I should just tell him the truth, he thought.
And so he did. Everything. The rape accusations, the punishment, the Grand Sorcerer. He told Malek everything and it felt good. Now he was the one who's eyes glistened with tears.
"So it was just a curse then, that's why you did those things with me?" Malek asked with obvious hurt in his eyes.
What to say, what to say, he thought.
"Well yes," he said. Malek turned his head away. "But only in the beginning. I mean I wanted to do it Malek, but it was just so…different. I had never thought of another man that way."
He turned his head back. "I understand Kern. I do." He smiled.
"Good," he said suddenly realizing his hand was still resting on the small of Malek's back.
Malek must have realized as well because he gave that sheepish grin of his.
"Will you at least squeeze my butt?" Malek asked. "I mean if you don't mind. Just once…please."
How could he deny an request like that? He didn't answer. He just allowed his hand to slowly inch over Malek's beautiful butt and then he grabbed a handful of it and squeezed. Malek closed his eyes and let out a soft moan. That butt was as smooth and soft as any woman's he had ever touched. He squeezed again. And again. And again. His dick sprang to life and grew hard as a rock. He allowed his finger to slip in to the crack and softly ran his finger up and down it. Malek spread his legs far a part and with his hand spread he cheeks open revealing a perfectly round pink hole.
Kern had fucked several women up their butt, but never took the time to examine the hole or the butt for that matter. Not like he had done with the many pussies that he'd pleased over the years. He leaned over to take a closer look. It was beautiful, as beautiful as any pussy he'd ever seen.
"I want to taste it," he said to himself as he licked his lips.
"Yes Kern, please taste it," the boy said.
That was out loud? He almost laughed. Instead he decided to oblige Malek. He leaned further down until his mouth could almost touch the boy's hole. He gently blew on it and Malek wiggled. He stuck his tongue out touching it gently.
"Oooooooh," Malek moaned.
And then he licked it. Once. Twice. Three times. It tasted…good. Real good. As good as any pussy. He dug in for more. Shoving his tongue deep inside the hole. Malek arched his back and let out a gasp. Kern allowed himself to get lost in the act of tongue fucking the boy. He stopped worrying about who's hole it was, or wasn't, and just enjoyed it.
Malek squirmed and signed and moaned and gasped.
"Kernnnnn that feels so good," the boy whispered.
Kern didn't bother answering. He kept licking while he own cock ached and throbbed inside his trousers. Finally he undid his pants and pushed them off. His cock was hard and ready.
But for what, he asked himself, even though he knew the answer. He wanted Malek's ass. He wanted to fuck the boy as he had fucked so many women over the years.
As if reading his thoughts Malek lifted his head and said "take me Kern. Please. Make me yours."
And that was all the encouragement he needed. He quickly slid up the boy's body until the head of his cock was touching the boy's crack. He pushed his cock in to Malek's crack until the his head was pushing up against the boy's hole. Malek let out a gasp.
Kern bent down close to Malek's ear and whispered, "are you sure you want this Malek?"
Malek didn't hesitate to respond. "Yes Kern. Please. I want it so bad."
He grabbed the boy's earlobe with his teeth and nibbled on it while he started pushing his cock in to the boy's butt hole. It was tight and he had trouble getting started. He pushed and pushed but his cock wouldn't slip in.
Malek moaned while he thrusted his butt back.
Just as he was about to give up his head slipped in and this time Malek let out a loud gasp. Kern's cock immediately stiffened up as his head popped in. His heart raced. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He know he'd explode real quick if he wasn't calm as he could be.
"Does it hurt?"
"No, well yes a little bit, but it's ok Kern," he said. Then added, "but it feels good now."
"Are you ready for more?"
"Yes….more….all of it," he moaned.
If this had been a woman he would have shoved his cock inside her, but it wasn't. It was Malek. A boy. But more importantly a boy's hot ass. He gently slid his cock all the way inch by inch allowing Malek to get comfortable with his cock.
"Yes," Malek repeatedly moaned over and over again.
He'd had plenty of women over the years, mostly experienced whores, but none of those dripping pussies felt anything like this. It was entirely new experience on two fronts, one it was a boy's ass and two he actually cared for him.
He withdrew his cock.
"OH," Malek gasped. "What…did…I do something wrong?"
"Not at all young man. Turn over."
Malek obliged. Kern smiled and spread the boy's legs open and reentered the boy. Yes this was better, he thought. Now he could look in to the boy's eyes and see the pleasure on his face. He bent down and kissed him -- deep.
Malek continued to moan -- or tried to with Kern's mouth on his own -- as Kern slid in and out. Even though he wanted to take it slow his pace somehow continued to quicken. Soon enough he felt like a rabbit fucking -- short quick thrusts. He tried not to go to deep. He didn't want to hurt the boy. Malek though didn't seem to be in any pain now. His moans of pleasure grew louder and louder.
Malek's arms wrapped around Kern and pulled him close. The boy's hard cock pressed against his stomach. "Yes, yes, yes," he whispered over and over again in Kern's ear. It drove him wild. His own breathing was shallow and ragged.
And then Malek's moans turned more wild. His mouth opened wide. "I'm gonna cum, Mister Kern." Not even a second later he felt the boy's juice shoot out and slide between their bodies. The sticky juice dribbled down Malek's sides. That sent Kern over the edge. He arched his back and in three heartbeats he too was shooting. Except his load was filling up Malek's beautiful ass. Malek screamed out one final time "YES!" Kern pumped away until he had drained every drop. He smiled one final time before collapsing on top of the boy.
The next thing he knew he was waking up. His cock he realized was still lodged inside the boy's ass. Malek was fast asleep. He pushed back a lock of the boy's hair. He decided not to move. Instead he stayed inside the boy all night while they slept peacefully.
***
Three months had passed since Kern had fucked Malek. They were still together. Kern no longer desired pussy or women for that matter. This time though it wasn't the curse. Oh the curse had certainly turned him on to another lifestyle, but it was Malek that kept him coming back for more. Hi accepted his new life. He didn't try to resist. Malek loved him. Kern certainly cared for the boy, but he wasn't quite ready to use the word love. Could two men really love each other, he wondered. Perhaps. Perhaps not. For now he'd continue to enjoy with his time with the boy and see where things went. Over the years his life had taken so many turns and twists that few of them surprised him. This one did. But what a pleasant surprise it had turned out to be.
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Saturday, November 13, 2010
Judgment Day Part 3
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One year in the dungeons Kern thought as he walked to the Grand Sorcerer's Palace. Or get raped. Neither choice appealed to him. But being raped would only last a few hours. A year in the dungeons would be, well one long year.
Kern tried to keep his thoughts on what would happen after his punishment and all of the pussy he'd finally be able to enjoy again. He licked his lips. He really wanted some pussy. But even as he thought that, Malek's ass popped up in his mind and his dick immediately stirred to life. Bloodly curse. Bloody hell. He focused on Shala's pussy and his dick went limp again.
"I see you've returned," the Grand Sorcerer said when he was escorted in to the chambers. "I hope you've enjoyed your freedom."
Kern gulped.
"Your excellency I've come here to apologize. I've learned my lesson," Kern said as humbly as he manage. He kept his eyes downcast. Then he continued, "I've come to ask that the curse be removed.
The Grand Sorcerer laughed.
"Well I am glad that you are sorry for your crimes. But there's still the matter of your punishment," he said. "One year. Or the other one."
Kern gulped and then licked his lips.
"I'll take the…other one," he whispered.
The Grand Sorcerer leaned forward. "Really? Are you sure about that?"
"Yes I am sure. I've had some time to think about it," he said. Then added, "your excellency."
"Very well. Your punishment will commence tonight. Guards take him to be thoroughly cleaned and prepared."
Kern smiled. It was fake but it was all he could manage. He followed the guards to be "cleaned" and "prepared." He felt like an animal being herded off for slaughter.
Well what did he expect. He was guilty. Even though at the time he thought he had every right to do as he wished. He had been wrong, especially in the eyes of the law. He sighed. He would take his punishment like a man and vowed that he'd stick to whores in the future.
A few hours later the guards were leading him back to the chamber where he'd take his punishment.
They opened the doors. He kept his head down as he followed them in. Someone snickered in the background. He looked up and his eyes went wide.
There was a group of women huddled together at one end of the room sitting in chairs and chatting idly away. But these just weren't any women. The group included the three women he'd raped. But it also included some of his favorite whores from around town. There was Shala, Maylene, and even Cournay. What was going on?
At the end other side of the room two men waited. They weren't chatting. They were big men and had the look of thugs about them. Kern gulped.
"Let the punishment commence," the Grand Sorcerer announced.
And that's when he realized what was happening. These men would take him, but it wouldn't be done in some dark dungeon closed away from the world. It would be done in front of those…those women. He'd had to leave town after this. He'd be thoroughly humiliated.
Someone grabbed his arm and spun him around. One of the men had him. He struggled to get away, but the man was too big. The other man came up and ripped his shirt open and tore it off. He bent over and bit Kern's nipple. He yelped.
One of the women laughed.
"Hold him tight Granch."
"Don't worry I got em Chak."
Next Chak tore his trousers off him ripping them to shreds. He grabbed his balls and soft cock and laughed. Kern's face went red.
Chak took his own cock out and said "on your knees. Suck my cock."
Granch let him go. Kern didn't move.
"We can make this easy or we can do it the hard way," Chak said.
Kern fell to his knees and started sucking Chak's cock until it grew fully hard in his mouth. It was so big.
He heard one of the women squeal with delight.
Kern blacked out. Well not physically just mentally. He blinked. He didn't know how long he'd been sucking both of their cocks, switching back and forth.
The back of his throat was sore from their cocks beating against it.
Chak withdrew his cock. Was he done? Was it over?
"Now for the real fun," Granch said snickering
He felt the man's foot on his back pushing him to the ground. He didn't resist.
The next thing he knew Granch was on top of him with a hard dick poking Kern's virgin hole. He squeezed his eyes just waiting for the inevitable. He didn't have to wait long. Soon enough his ass exploded with pain. His ass was on fire as Granch pushed his cock inside of him. He gritted his teeth.
This time he almost blacked out physically from the pain. He felt dizzy. Granch didn't let up. He just kept going in deeper and deeper.
"If you relax it'll be easier," Chak said. Granch snickered.
Relax? How was he suppose to relax. He was being raped! And then it hit him. This was how those women felt. He had thought the same thing. If those women had just relaxed it would have been easier.
He clenched his fists and tried to relax. After a few moments the pain started to subside. It felt better, maybe even a little enjoyable.
He slowly opened his eyes, stopped gritting his teeth and unclenched his fists.
Yes. Relax. It was working. He slowed his breathing. The cock started to feel good inside of him. His own cock started to stir to life underneath him.
He lifted his head a bit and looked up and quickly squeezed his eyes shut again. Some of them were actually smiling! They were enjoying this. Would he enjoy watching Granch and Chak get raped. Yes, he admitted to himself. It would be most enjoyable.
Granch suddenly grunted behind him and then collapsed on top of him. The big man removed himself and Chak quickly replaced him. Thankfully Chak's cock was smaller than Granch's. It didn't matter though. It still hurt – just not as much. But at least the pain subsided a lot more quickly this time.
"Relax," whispered in his ear as he bit down on Kern's earlobe.
The man pumped him slowly. Much more slowly than Granch had. And he hated to admit it but he was starting to enjoy it. At least as long as he didn't think about those women over there watching this.
Chak's pace quickened and so did his breathing. Kern's cock was throbbing underneath him.
"Your ass is the best I've ever had," Chak whispered. Kern smiled. And then frowned. He shouldn't be pleased about that!
"I'm gonna fill your butt up with my juice," Chak said. He grunted and then shoved his cock deep inside Kern's butt one final time before collapsing. Kern's breath caught in his throat and he felt his eyes bulge. Chak grunted again and so did Kern as his own cock exploded. Kern's muscles went weak as he lay helplessly underneath Chak's body.
It's over, Kern thought sighing in relief. Chak withdrew his cock.
"Stand up," Granch commanded.
Kern did as he was told. He felt a stream of juice run down his right leg as stood. His own juice was splattered and smeared all over his stomach. He was a mess, but he stood still and didn't speak.
"You have done well Granch and Chak," the Grand Sorcerer said. "You may leave."
"Thank you your excellency," they said in unison. Chak added: "We are always welcome to serve you as needed."
They both nodded and then quickly dressed themselves and left.
Some of the women snickered. Shala openly laughed at his humiliation. Maylene held her hand over her mouth to hide her obvious smile.
The Grand Sorcerer stood and turned to the ladies: "I hope this man's punishment is satisfactory."
The three victims of his all nodded.
"Good," he said walking over to Kern. He placed two of his fingers on Kern's forehead.
His entire tingled and it felt like an actual weight was being lifted off his body. His breathed in a deep sigh of relief. It's gone. The curse has been lifted.
"Thank you your excellency," he said trying to sound as humble as possible. He bowed as well, but realized he must look foolish there naked with cum running down his leg and dripping out of his asshole.
"You are free to go," the Grand Sorcerer stated. "I warn you though do not end up here again. Or next time your punishment will be far worse than you can imagine."
Kern kept his eyes downcast and mumbled "yes I understand."
"Now go!" he commanded.
Kern bent over to grab his clothes and get dressed, but realized they had been torn to bits. He almost asked for a new pair, but immediately thought better of it. Instead he grabbed the clothes and placed what was left of them in front of cock and balls and walked naked out of the room.
Several of the girls giggled in delight. He ignored them and didn't look back. Even though he was almost naked few people in the palace paid him any mind. A couple gave him curious looks as the guards escorted him, but it was clear they were used to seeing strange sights, because they didn't stand gawking at him.
He tried asking if there was somewhere he could get some clothes before leaving, but when one of the guards suggested returning to the Grand Sorcerer and asking him, he thought better of it.
He'd have to either walk the entire way back like this or find something on the way. He hadn't brought any coin with him so he'd probably be walking back. More humiliation. More embarrassment. He'd learned his lesson that was for sure.
The walk back to the White Swan was just as embarrassing and humiliating as he had expected. He tried to avoid the eyes and stares and keep his head down. At least his shoes hadn't been mangled.
An hour later he entered the inn and within three steps the fat little round innkeeper was there.
"And what do this be?" he said shaking his head. Kern's face flushed red. "This will scare my patrons away. Hurry to your room!"
Kern actually obeyed, but just as he reached the stairs he saw Malek sweeping the floor. The boy looked up and grinned. Kern's would have flushed even more red, but he was still blushing from the innkeeper seeing him.
Kern quickly averted his eyes from Malek's and ran up the stairs. He barged through his door and slammed it shut. He sighed. Finally, this nightmare is over.
He dropped his clothes and realized his cock was starting to stir to life. That's odd he hadn't been thinking of all the pussy he was going to get. And then he realized he had just seen Malek. His cock sprang to life. Bloody hell, the curse was gone. He felt it. No, no, no it wasn't Malek he was tired and humiliated and exhausted. His body was just reacting strangely. Yes that had to be it.
He needed a nap. Moments later he was dreaming. But not of Shala's wet pussy as he thought he should have been. Instead he dreamt of Malek's ass.
One year in the dungeons Kern thought as he walked to the Grand Sorcerer's Palace. Or get raped. Neither choice appealed to him. But being raped would only last a few hours. A year in the dungeons would be, well one long year.
Kern tried to keep his thoughts on what would happen after his punishment and all of the pussy he'd finally be able to enjoy again. He licked his lips. He really wanted some pussy. But even as he thought that, Malek's ass popped up in his mind and his dick immediately stirred to life. Bloodly curse. Bloody hell. He focused on Shala's pussy and his dick went limp again.
"I see you've returned," the Grand Sorcerer said when he was escorted in to the chambers. "I hope you've enjoyed your freedom."
Kern gulped.
"Your excellency I've come here to apologize. I've learned my lesson," Kern said as humbly as he manage. He kept his eyes downcast. Then he continued, "I've come to ask that the curse be removed.
The Grand Sorcerer laughed.
"Well I am glad that you are sorry for your crimes. But there's still the matter of your punishment," he said. "One year. Or the other one."
Kern gulped and then licked his lips.
"I'll take the…other one," he whispered.
The Grand Sorcerer leaned forward. "Really? Are you sure about that?"
"Yes I am sure. I've had some time to think about it," he said. Then added, "your excellency."
"Very well. Your punishment will commence tonight. Guards take him to be thoroughly cleaned and prepared."
Kern smiled. It was fake but it was all he could manage. He followed the guards to be "cleaned" and "prepared." He felt like an animal being herded off for slaughter.
Well what did he expect. He was guilty. Even though at the time he thought he had every right to do as he wished. He had been wrong, especially in the eyes of the law. He sighed. He would take his punishment like a man and vowed that he'd stick to whores in the future.
A few hours later the guards were leading him back to the chamber where he'd take his punishment.
They opened the doors. He kept his head down as he followed them in. Someone snickered in the background. He looked up and his eyes went wide.
There was a group of women huddled together at one end of the room sitting in chairs and chatting idly away. But these just weren't any women. The group included the three women he'd raped. But it also included some of his favorite whores from around town. There was Shala, Maylene, and even Cournay. What was going on?
At the end other side of the room two men waited. They weren't chatting. They were big men and had the look of thugs about them. Kern gulped.
"Let the punishment commence," the Grand Sorcerer announced.
And that's when he realized what was happening. These men would take him, but it wouldn't be done in some dark dungeon closed away from the world. It would be done in front of those…those women. He'd had to leave town after this. He'd be thoroughly humiliated.
Someone grabbed his arm and spun him around. One of the men had him. He struggled to get away, but the man was too big. The other man came up and ripped his shirt open and tore it off. He bent over and bit Kern's nipple. He yelped.
One of the women laughed.
"Hold him tight Granch."
"Don't worry I got em Chak."
Next Chak tore his trousers off him ripping them to shreds. He grabbed his balls and soft cock and laughed. Kern's face went red.
Chak took his own cock out and said "on your knees. Suck my cock."
Granch let him go. Kern didn't move.
"We can make this easy or we can do it the hard way," Chak said.
Kern fell to his knees and started sucking Chak's cock until it grew fully hard in his mouth. It was so big.
He heard one of the women squeal with delight.
Kern blacked out. Well not physically just mentally. He blinked. He didn't know how long he'd been sucking both of their cocks, switching back and forth.
The back of his throat was sore from their cocks beating against it.
Chak withdrew his cock. Was he done? Was it over?
"Now for the real fun," Granch said snickering
He felt the man's foot on his back pushing him to the ground. He didn't resist.
The next thing he knew Granch was on top of him with a hard dick poking Kern's virgin hole. He squeezed his eyes just waiting for the inevitable. He didn't have to wait long. Soon enough his ass exploded with pain. His ass was on fire as Granch pushed his cock inside of him. He gritted his teeth.
This time he almost blacked out physically from the pain. He felt dizzy. Granch didn't let up. He just kept going in deeper and deeper.
"If you relax it'll be easier," Chak said. Granch snickered.
Relax? How was he suppose to relax. He was being raped! And then it hit him. This was how those women felt. He had thought the same thing. If those women had just relaxed it would have been easier.
He clenched his fists and tried to relax. After a few moments the pain started to subside. It felt better, maybe even a little enjoyable.
He slowly opened his eyes, stopped gritting his teeth and unclenched his fists.
Yes. Relax. It was working. He slowed his breathing. The cock started to feel good inside of him. His own cock started to stir to life underneath him.
He lifted his head a bit and looked up and quickly squeezed his eyes shut again. Some of them were actually smiling! They were enjoying this. Would he enjoy watching Granch and Chak get raped. Yes, he admitted to himself. It would be most enjoyable.
Granch suddenly grunted behind him and then collapsed on top of him. The big man removed himself and Chak quickly replaced him. Thankfully Chak's cock was smaller than Granch's. It didn't matter though. It still hurt – just not as much. But at least the pain subsided a lot more quickly this time.
"Relax," whispered in his ear as he bit down on Kern's earlobe.
The man pumped him slowly. Much more slowly than Granch had. And he hated to admit it but he was starting to enjoy it. At least as long as he didn't think about those women over there watching this.
Chak's pace quickened and so did his breathing. Kern's cock was throbbing underneath him.
"Your ass is the best I've ever had," Chak whispered. Kern smiled. And then frowned. He shouldn't be pleased about that!
"I'm gonna fill your butt up with my juice," Chak said. He grunted and then shoved his cock deep inside Kern's butt one final time before collapsing. Kern's breath caught in his throat and he felt his eyes bulge. Chak grunted again and so did Kern as his own cock exploded. Kern's muscles went weak as he lay helplessly underneath Chak's body.
It's over, Kern thought sighing in relief. Chak withdrew his cock.
"Stand up," Granch commanded.
Kern did as he was told. He felt a stream of juice run down his right leg as stood. His own juice was splattered and smeared all over his stomach. He was a mess, but he stood still and didn't speak.
"You have done well Granch and Chak," the Grand Sorcerer said. "You may leave."
"Thank you your excellency," they said in unison. Chak added: "We are always welcome to serve you as needed."
They both nodded and then quickly dressed themselves and left.
Some of the women snickered. Shala openly laughed at his humiliation. Maylene held her hand over her mouth to hide her obvious smile.
The Grand Sorcerer stood and turned to the ladies: "I hope this man's punishment is satisfactory."
The three victims of his all nodded.
"Good," he said walking over to Kern. He placed two of his fingers on Kern's forehead.
His entire tingled and it felt like an actual weight was being lifted off his body. His breathed in a deep sigh of relief. It's gone. The curse has been lifted.
"Thank you your excellency," he said trying to sound as humble as possible. He bowed as well, but realized he must look foolish there naked with cum running down his leg and dripping out of his asshole.
"You are free to go," the Grand Sorcerer stated. "I warn you though do not end up here again. Or next time your punishment will be far worse than you can imagine."
Kern kept his eyes downcast and mumbled "yes I understand."
"Now go!" he commanded.
Kern bent over to grab his clothes and get dressed, but realized they had been torn to bits. He almost asked for a new pair, but immediately thought better of it. Instead he grabbed the clothes and placed what was left of them in front of cock and balls and walked naked out of the room.
Several of the girls giggled in delight. He ignored them and didn't look back. Even though he was almost naked few people in the palace paid him any mind. A couple gave him curious looks as the guards escorted him, but it was clear they were used to seeing strange sights, because they didn't stand gawking at him.
He tried asking if there was somewhere he could get some clothes before leaving, but when one of the guards suggested returning to the Grand Sorcerer and asking him, he thought better of it.
He'd have to either walk the entire way back like this or find something on the way. He hadn't brought any coin with him so he'd probably be walking back. More humiliation. More embarrassment. He'd learned his lesson that was for sure.
The walk back to the White Swan was just as embarrassing and humiliating as he had expected. He tried to avoid the eyes and stares and keep his head down. At least his shoes hadn't been mangled.
An hour later he entered the inn and within three steps the fat little round innkeeper was there.
"And what do this be?" he said shaking his head. Kern's face flushed red. "This will scare my patrons away. Hurry to your room!"
Kern actually obeyed, but just as he reached the stairs he saw Malek sweeping the floor. The boy looked up and grinned. Kern's would have flushed even more red, but he was still blushing from the innkeeper seeing him.
Kern quickly averted his eyes from Malek's and ran up the stairs. He barged through his door and slammed it shut. He sighed. Finally, this nightmare is over.
He dropped his clothes and realized his cock was starting to stir to life. That's odd he hadn't been thinking of all the pussy he was going to get. And then he realized he had just seen Malek. His cock sprang to life. Bloody hell, the curse was gone. He felt it. No, no, no it wasn't Malek he was tired and humiliated and exhausted. His body was just reacting strangely. Yes that had to be it.
He needed a nap. Moments later he was dreaming. But not of Shala's wet pussy as he thought he should have been. Instead he dreamt of Malek's ass.
The Coming of Age of Alerick - Chapter 5
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As Alerick and his brothers approached Sapirio he prayed that they would be staying at the Seven Wonders this evening for the Festival of the Birds. It would certainly make things a lot easier. If not then he'd have to find a way to sneak away. But his plans still might go according to plan if Rikkard wasn't available for whatever reason. Again he prayed that that wasn't the case. Their cart took the same familiar route through the town, which was good. Of course he could have just asked, but he didn't want it to sound suspicious or anything. Why should he care where they were staying? He was there for the Festival not the accommodations, so he kept his mouth closed.
As soon as the cart turned on to the same street as the Seven Wonders he breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled, things were certainly going according to plan.
The room they got was small and cramped to say the least. It was no bigger than his room back home and he that to himself. But as Taarik had said they were only spending one night and planned on spending most of that night out and about. As soon they went downstairs to the tavern to get something to eat before the sun went down he knew it was obvious the town was ready to celebrate. The entire tavern was decorated and the serving girls were dressed up in elaborate bird-like costumes. His village celebrated the festival as well, but it simple, a feast and a dance. Each year a few villagers would dress up, but the costumes were simple. But these costumes were so elaborate he thought. Every patron had something on that symbolized the holiday. The men that had hats on each had one feather sticking out of their caps while the women had more extravagant and showy hats with dozens of bird feathers sticking out.
About an hour after the sun went down the four of them headed in to the streets where they found a town that had transformed itself in to a wild party. They could barely walk through the thongs of people wearing bird costumes – some looked like real birds while others were just fantastical. He had to admit that it was exciting. Even if he wasn't able to meet Rikkard the trip would be worth it. He'd have something to remember and talk about for years. He hadn't seen Rikkard since they arrived. But he also hadn't gone in to the other half of the Seven Wonders either. He knew his brothers would stay out most of the nigh,t if not the whole night, so after a few more drinks he'd be able to slip away without too much fuss.
There were entertainers on every corner, in every tavern, and even on the roofs of some of the buildings. He'd never seen anything like it. Singers, flutists, guitarists, harpists, acrobats, dancers, jugglers, storytellers, and magicians. The town was packed with every sort of entertainment that there was. If a storyteller visited his village once a quarter the village was in a flurry. Each time he stopped he was amazed all over again. But after a couple of hours of wondering through the town his thoughts started to drift to Rikkard. It was almost time. And he had to put his next plan in to action. Taarik was wanting to go one way while his other brother was wanting to go another way. It was time.
"I'll go with Chaunn," Alerick said.
"Oh alright," Taarik grumbled. "I guess we can split up."
His plan was working smoothly. Chaunn and he found a tavern where a troop of acrobatic dancers were performing. They decided to stop and watch the action. Chaunn slammed down a couple of drinks and before long Alerick knew he was drunk. It was obvious since he was swaying and slurring his words. And what was even better there was girl that was giving him looks from across the way. She had blue and white feathers strung through her long dark hair.
"Chaunn, that girl over there keeps looking at you," he whispered. "I think she likes you."
Finally he noticed and that was all it took. A few minutes he approached and they laughed and giggled for another few minutes. Then they started kissing. It was time.
Alerick ran over to his brother and grabbed his arm.
Chaunn turned around with drunken annoyance, "what do you want Alerick, I'm busy."
"I'm going to find Taarik," he said.
"Year whatever," he said and quickly turned back to focus on the girl's lips. Alerick even caught a glimpse of him massaging her breasts. It was hard to believe that no one even gave them a second glance. It seemed the whole village had the 'anything goes' attitude during the Festival.
He ran out of the tavern and made his way back to the Seven Wonders as quickly as he could, which turned out not to be very quick at all since he had to fight his way through the crowd.
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As Alerick and his brothers approached Sapirio he prayed that they would be staying at the Seven Wonders this evening for the Festival of the Birds. It would certainly make things a lot easier. If not then he'd have to find a way to sneak away. But his plans still might go according to plan if Rikkard wasn't available for whatever reason. Again he prayed that that wasn't the case. Their cart took the same familiar route through the town, which was good. Of course he could have just asked, but he didn't want it to sound suspicious or anything. Why should he care where they were staying? He was there for the Festival not the accommodations, so he kept his mouth closed.
As soon as the cart turned on to the same street as the Seven Wonders he breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled, things were certainly going according to plan.
The room they got was small and cramped to say the least. It was no bigger than his room back home and he that to himself. But as Taarik had said they were only spending one night and planned on spending most of that night out and about. As soon they went downstairs to the tavern to get something to eat before the sun went down he knew it was obvious the town was ready to celebrate. The entire tavern was decorated and the serving girls were dressed up in elaborate bird-like costumes. His village celebrated the festival as well, but it simple, a feast and a dance. Each year a few villagers would dress up, but the costumes were simple. But these costumes were so elaborate he thought. Every patron had something on that symbolized the holiday. The men that had hats on each had one feather sticking out of their caps while the women had more extravagant and showy hats with dozens of bird feathers sticking out.
About an hour after the sun went down the four of them headed in to the streets where they found a town that had transformed itself in to a wild party. They could barely walk through the thongs of people wearing bird costumes – some looked like real birds while others were just fantastical. He had to admit that it was exciting. Even if he wasn't able to meet Rikkard the trip would be worth it. He'd have something to remember and talk about for years. He hadn't seen Rikkard since they arrived. But he also hadn't gone in to the other half of the Seven Wonders either. He knew his brothers would stay out most of the nigh,t if not the whole night, so after a few more drinks he'd be able to slip away without too much fuss.
There were entertainers on every corner, in every tavern, and even on the roofs of some of the buildings. He'd never seen anything like it. Singers, flutists, guitarists, harpists, acrobats, dancers, jugglers, storytellers, and magicians. The town was packed with every sort of entertainment that there was. If a storyteller visited his village once a quarter the village was in a flurry. Each time he stopped he was amazed all over again. But after a couple of hours of wondering through the town his thoughts started to drift to Rikkard. It was almost time. And he had to put his next plan in to action. Taarik was wanting to go one way while his other brother was wanting to go another way. It was time.
"I'll go with Chaunn," Alerick said.
"Oh alright," Taarik grumbled. "I guess we can split up."
His plan was working smoothly. Chaunn and he found a tavern where a troop of acrobatic dancers were performing. They decided to stop and watch the action. Chaunn slammed down a couple of drinks and before long Alerick knew he was drunk. It was obvious since he was swaying and slurring his words. And what was even better there was girl that was giving him looks from across the way. She had blue and white feathers strung through her long dark hair.
"Chaunn, that girl over there keeps looking at you," he whispered. "I think she likes you."
Finally he noticed and that was all it took. A few minutes he approached and they laughed and giggled for another few minutes. Then they started kissing. It was time.
Alerick ran over to his brother and grabbed his arm.
Chaunn turned around with drunken annoyance, "what do you want Alerick, I'm busy."
"I'm going to find Taarik," he said.
"Year whatever," he said and quickly turned back to focus on the girl's lips. Alerick even caught a glimpse of him massaging her breasts. It was hard to believe that no one even gave them a second glance. It seemed the whole village had the 'anything goes' attitude during the Festival.
He ran out of the tavern and made his way back to the Seven Wonders as quickly as he could, which turned out not to be very quick at all since he had to fight his way through the crowd.
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The Coming of Age of Alerick - Chapter 4
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When Alerick woke up in the morning he couldn't help but think of Rikkard. And thoughts of the man from the brothel kept filling his head throughout the day. No matter how hard he tried to push them away they wouldn't go. This went on for weeks after his second visit with to the man.
He whacked off at least once a day thinking about him. And he couldn't wait for his next visit to the brothel. A few times he even massaged his asshole while he thought about how Rikkard had touched him there and how amazing it felt. When he rubbed his hole himself it felt good – but nothing like when Rikkard had done it. He wished he could find a way to stay all day in the brothel, but his brothers always finished so quickly and he didn't want to make them suspicious. He was always the last one to finish as it was. Of course they would have a drink of two in the tavern while they waited so they didn't mind too much. None of them were ever particularly eager to get back to their mundane lives. Perhaps he could convince his brothers to stay in town for a few nights when the annual Festival of Birds took place. Ever since he could remember the Festival of Birds in Sapirio was talked about. And it coincided with their next trip to town, or it would be close enough that it could be arranged. But how would they be able to convince their parents to let them go?
"Taarik," he called out after finding his eldest brother.
"What do you need brother?" his brother answered.
"I was wondering about next month when we go to town. It'll be the Festival of Birds, do you think we could go? Maybe even stay the night?" he asked hesitantly.
"Hmm…Festival of Birds. Never been, but always wanted to go. I doubt Ma and Pa would let you go though. Too young they'll say I'm sure of it," he said.
"Oh please Taarik you can convince them I know you can," he said. "It'll be so much fun. Who is the last person from our village to attend the Festival?"
"Hmmm…must have been the Waylon brothers," he sneered. "They talked about it for three years till they left the village." He paused then continued, "would be nice for us to have something to talk about. It's been a very good year so we do have some extra coin. Not sure if I can convince the lady though. I'll think about it."
Well that was good enough. He just hoped Taarik could convince everybody involved. He didn't know if Taarik's wife or their parents would be harder. Of course his brothers could end up going and leave him behind. That would be the worst scenario because then he wouldn't be able to visit Rikkard for two months.
Over the course of the next week he didn't mention the Festival again to Taarik and he finally accepted that they wouldn't be going. Oh well, it was worth a shot, he thought.
"Brother," he heard Taarik call out. Alerick stopped and turned around. "Looks like we'll be going to the Festival. Only gonna stay one night though and we'll all be sharing one room."
"Really?" he said in amazement. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. How in the world did Taarik convince everybody? "Ma and Pa said it would be okay?"
"Well not at first," he spat. "But I told them I was taking you and that was that. They eventually agreed."
Alerick smiled and thanked him. Taarik was trying his best to assert his own authority and became the head of the family. That's the real reason he pushed the issue. It wasn't for Alerick's benefit. But who cared – he was going to the Festival!
Then he ran off in to the woods where he pulled out his cock and whacked off. Just the thought of spending the night in Sapirio had made him so damn horny. He didn't think it would be too hard to slip away from his brothers at the Festival. Well at least he hoped it wouldn't be. Now he had to find a way to be alone with Rikkard. He hoped it wouldn't be too hard.
It only took a couple of days for the word to spread throughout the village that they were going to the Festival of Birds. All of his friends were insanely jealous. And he was loving every moment. It wasn't often he was the center of attention. He had been for a few days after his first visit to the brothel, but only to the younger kids who were still waiting to become men themselves. And since he hadn't technically become a man that time around he didn't go around boasting about it.
The Festival of Birds though that was something he was going to boast about and rub it in their faces. He didn't feel bad about it either because he knew they would do the same thing if they were in his position. What he didn't tell them was that he was going to try to spend as little time enjoying the Festival as possible. Instead he hoped to spend the majority of the time enjoying Rikkard.
He'd have to take in as much of the Festival in as little time as possible though just so he'd have something to talk about it when he came back. Oh man he was so excited. He wished he could somehow send Rikkard a message or something to let him know he was coming. Bloody hell he thought as he felt his cock stir to life. Every time he thought too long about Rikkard his dick came to life. He adjusted himself so he wouldn't be accidentally embarrassed in case anybody saw him. Lately though his ass even came to life when he thought about Rikkard. These days it seemed his hole wanted just as much attention.
Well he hadn't whacked off today so he guessed it was about time. He ran in to the woods and found a secluded spot where he undid his trousers and pushed his pants down around his ankles. He stroked his boy dick imagining Rikkard whacking him off, pumping his hard dick and then flipping him over and playing with his asshole. Ohhhhh, he started to moan as he came to the edge. He stroked faster. Almost. He took in a deep breath and clenched his teeth as he went over the edge. Yessssss, he moaned as he started to shoot all over the tree he was standing in front of. He bent over and grabbed his knees while he caught his breath. He wiped his hand on the ground and pulled up his trousers. His saw his semen on the tree running toward the ground. He giggled because it made him think of white sap pouring out from its bark.
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When Alerick woke up in the morning he couldn't help but think of Rikkard. And thoughts of the man from the brothel kept filling his head throughout the day. No matter how hard he tried to push them away they wouldn't go. This went on for weeks after his second visit with to the man.
He whacked off at least once a day thinking about him. And he couldn't wait for his next visit to the brothel. A few times he even massaged his asshole while he thought about how Rikkard had touched him there and how amazing it felt. When he rubbed his hole himself it felt good – but nothing like when Rikkard had done it. He wished he could find a way to stay all day in the brothel, but his brothers always finished so quickly and he didn't want to make them suspicious. He was always the last one to finish as it was. Of course they would have a drink of two in the tavern while they waited so they didn't mind too much. None of them were ever particularly eager to get back to their mundane lives. Perhaps he could convince his brothers to stay in town for a few nights when the annual Festival of Birds took place. Ever since he could remember the Festival of Birds in Sapirio was talked about. And it coincided with their next trip to town, or it would be close enough that it could be arranged. But how would they be able to convince their parents to let them go?
"Taarik," he called out after finding his eldest brother.
"What do you need brother?" his brother answered.
"I was wondering about next month when we go to town. It'll be the Festival of Birds, do you think we could go? Maybe even stay the night?" he asked hesitantly.
"Hmm…Festival of Birds. Never been, but always wanted to go. I doubt Ma and Pa would let you go though. Too young they'll say I'm sure of it," he said.
"Oh please Taarik you can convince them I know you can," he said. "It'll be so much fun. Who is the last person from our village to attend the Festival?"
"Hmmm…must have been the Waylon brothers," he sneered. "They talked about it for three years till they left the village." He paused then continued, "would be nice for us to have something to talk about. It's been a very good year so we do have some extra coin. Not sure if I can convince the lady though. I'll think about it."
Well that was good enough. He just hoped Taarik could convince everybody involved. He didn't know if Taarik's wife or their parents would be harder. Of course his brothers could end up going and leave him behind. That would be the worst scenario because then he wouldn't be able to visit Rikkard for two months.
Over the course of the next week he didn't mention the Festival again to Taarik and he finally accepted that they wouldn't be going. Oh well, it was worth a shot, he thought.
"Brother," he heard Taarik call out. Alerick stopped and turned around. "Looks like we'll be going to the Festival. Only gonna stay one night though and we'll all be sharing one room."
"Really?" he said in amazement. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. How in the world did Taarik convince everybody? "Ma and Pa said it would be okay?"
"Well not at first," he spat. "But I told them I was taking you and that was that. They eventually agreed."
Alerick smiled and thanked him. Taarik was trying his best to assert his own authority and became the head of the family. That's the real reason he pushed the issue. It wasn't for Alerick's benefit. But who cared – he was going to the Festival!
Then he ran off in to the woods where he pulled out his cock and whacked off. Just the thought of spending the night in Sapirio had made him so damn horny. He didn't think it would be too hard to slip away from his brothers at the Festival. Well at least he hoped it wouldn't be. Now he had to find a way to be alone with Rikkard. He hoped it wouldn't be too hard.
It only took a couple of days for the word to spread throughout the village that they were going to the Festival of Birds. All of his friends were insanely jealous. And he was loving every moment. It wasn't often he was the center of attention. He had been for a few days after his first visit to the brothel, but only to the younger kids who were still waiting to become men themselves. And since he hadn't technically become a man that time around he didn't go around boasting about it.
The Festival of Birds though that was something he was going to boast about and rub it in their faces. He didn't feel bad about it either because he knew they would do the same thing if they were in his position. What he didn't tell them was that he was going to try to spend as little time enjoying the Festival as possible. Instead he hoped to spend the majority of the time enjoying Rikkard.
He'd have to take in as much of the Festival in as little time as possible though just so he'd have something to talk about it when he came back. Oh man he was so excited. He wished he could somehow send Rikkard a message or something to let him know he was coming. Bloody hell he thought as he felt his cock stir to life. Every time he thought too long about Rikkard his dick came to life. He adjusted himself so he wouldn't be accidentally embarrassed in case anybody saw him. Lately though his ass even came to life when he thought about Rikkard. These days it seemed his hole wanted just as much attention.
Well he hadn't whacked off today so he guessed it was about time. He ran in to the woods and found a secluded spot where he undid his trousers and pushed his pants down around his ankles. He stroked his boy dick imagining Rikkard whacking him off, pumping his hard dick and then flipping him over and playing with his asshole. Ohhhhh, he started to moan as he came to the edge. He stroked faster. Almost. He took in a deep breath and clenched his teeth as he went over the edge. Yessssss, he moaned as he started to shoot all over the tree he was standing in front of. He bent over and grabbed his knees while he caught his breath. He wiped his hand on the ground and pulled up his trousers. His saw his semen on the tree running toward the ground. He giggled because it made him think of white sap pouring out from its bark.
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Sunday, March 14, 2010
The Coming of Age of Alerick - Chapter 3
Yesterday Alerick turned sixteen years old. And he felt great. It had taken a couple of weeks for him to really come to terms with what had happened with Rikkard. But now that he had he couldn't wait to see him again. Before he had dreaded the brothel even though he actually really liked Kahlyn. Well just liked her as a friend that is. Except though he didn't lick most of his friends' pussies he thought to himself as he started to laugh. Well whatever Kahlyn was he did like her. Maybe one day he could help her get away from the brothel. She had kept his secrets and for that he was so thankful. He could never repay her.
"So little brother you ready to leave?" his eldest brother Taarik asked. Taarik was almost 10 years older than himself. At first he had been surprised that Taarik also visited the brothel since he had a wife at home. Taarik said that his wife didn't give him enough pleasure because she was always tired from taking care of the children and having babies. So far he had already had four children.
"I'm ready," Alerick said smiling.
Taarik laughed. "You're really looking forward to visit aren't you. I haven't seen you this excited since the first time."
"Well now that you mention it I guess I am," Alerick said. He hadn't realized anyone else had noticed. He had better calm down, he thought.
The trip to Sapirio was an excruciating long and painful one. His cock was hard for most of the way because he couldn't keep Rikkard out of his mind. He had to keep adjusting himself so his brothers wouldn't notice.
When the cart stopped he breathed a sigh of relief. Finally. His face broke out in to a grin as soon as he saw the familiar sign of the Seven Wonders. He shook his head, almost a year later and that sign was still hanging by one chain.
He jumped, not climbed, out of the horse drawn cart. He rushed inside. His brothers quickly followed him inside. When he saw Kahlyn he smiled. She smiled back and winked.
Taarik conferred with the Madam and then walked back. He nodded to them and his brothers immediately went to pick out their wenches. He never had to since he picked Kahlyn every time. He started to walk towards her and she stood up. His brother laid his hand on his shoulder.
"I'm taking that wench this time," he said.
Alerick stopped. He didn't know what to say.
"If she thinks my little brother is a good thing, wait till she has the real thing," he said letting out a roar.
There was nothing he could do. He couldn't challenge his eldest brother.
Kahlyn must have noticed what was happening because she whispered to one of the other girls and then scurried off.
Taarik went to follow her, but the wench Kahlyn whispered to, slid up to Taarik and invited him upstairs.
"I want that wench," he said pointing toward to Kahlyn.
The woman smiled and then purred, "I'm not sure that you do."
"And why is that?" he growled.
"Her Moon Cycle," the wench stated.
"Oh…uh…sorry…," Taarik stammered suddenly unsure of himself.
The wench just grinned and grabbed his arm pulling him along.
Even so he was still disappointed. He wouldn't be seeing Kahlyn, which meant he wouldn't be seeing Rikkard.
Another wench came over to him and motioned him to follow her. He followed. She led him to Kahlyn's room, which surprised him. She put her mouth to his ear and whispered, "don't worry Kahlyn's in there waiting for you." She smiled and smacked his ass. He jumped and quickly went in to the room.
Instead of finding Kahlyn though Rikkard was there already waiting.
"Alerick," he said. "It's good to see you again. I've been thinking about you a lot."
He didn't know what to say. He was suddenly speechless.
"Don't be shy," he said. Then he lowered his voice, "I'm sorry maybe I was being presumptuous." He stood up and continued, "I'll leave."
Finally Alerick got his voice back just in time, "no, no, please don't go. I'm sorry I just didn't know what to say. I've been thinking about you all month."
Rikkard stopped. "Good. Because I really hoped you enjoyed yourself and I didn't do anything that made you confutable."
"Well I was uncomfortable at first, but it felt really good. And I don't know it's just that I never thought about another guy like that before. And…and…"
"Don't worry," he interrupted. "You don't have to explain it to me. I had those same feeling the first time myself. Well actually the first several times."
Rikkard just smiled that all knowing and understanding smile.
They stood there for a moment without speaking which gave Alerick some time to really study Rikkard. He really hadn't observed the man too well last time. He'd been too nervous. Rikkard must have been at least a half-foot taller than himself. He noticed some gray hairs among his full head of jet black. Not as old as his father for sure, but certainly older than his brothers by a few years. Rikkard was a lean man. Not much fat on his body. His brothers were lean as well, but Rikkard wasn't just lean, he thought, but muscular as well. Strong.
Rikkard sat back down on the bed.
"Come here," he whispered.
Alerick didn't hesitate. He jumped on the bed and crawled over to Rikkard.
Rikkard caressed his face gently touching his cheeks, and forehead, chin and nose. It sent shivers down his spine. Rikkard grabbed his shirt and pulled it off of him and then undid his trousers and pulled them off as well. Alerick was now naked and hard as a rock.
"Lay on your stomach," he whispered.
Again Alerick didn't hesitate to do as he was told.
Rikkard then began to massage his whole body, from head to toe. He massaged every inch from his arms and legs to his neck and the small of his back. He worked each foot and hand and even his fingers and toes. And of course his butt. He took a long time working his hands over Alerick's butt. Alerick was breathing heavy at that point and working his cock in to the bed.
Finally Rikkard slipped one of his fingers between the crack of his ass sliding it all the way down until he touched his nuts. Then he slid it back up. He felt as his finger dragged across his hole and it sent quivers through his body. No one had ever touched there before. Who would have thought that part of his body would even feel good, he thought. Rikkard sliding his finger through the crack and over his hole. Each time he did it it made Alerick fuck the bed underneath him even harder. He was panting now and breathing really heavy.
Rikkard stopped moving his finger and started just focusing on his hole. He rubbed it and massaged it in circles. Alerick had never felt anything like it before. And without warning Alerick was about to cum.
Nooooooo, he wanted to scream. He didn't want this to end. Not yet. But he couldn't hold himself back. He let out a moan and barely managed to say "I'm going to cum…." before he started shooting all over the sheets beneath him.
"That's my boy," Rikkard said.
Alerick collapsed. He felt his face going red. He rolled over and said "I'm sorry…I didn't mean to do that."
Rikkard just laughed. "Don't worry Alerick you have nothing to be ashamed of. I'm just happy that you're enjoying yourself."
Rikkard hopped up. "I have to get back to work. I'll send for Kahlyn. She's been missing that tongue of yours."
Minutes later Kahlyn was spread eagle on the bed and Alerick was licking her pussy furiously. Just as furiously as the month before. Today though she gagged herself with a blanket so no one could hear her moans. She wanted to be discreet just in case his brothers might hear them and recognize them. He doubted that, but one could never know.
As he licked away all he could about though was Rikkard. And the more he thought about Rikkard the more vigorously he licked Kahlyn's pussy. He got hard again thinking about what just happened with Rikkard and how good it felt when he massaged his ass. He started fucking the sheets again with his hard dick. He suddenly had a thought that his ass must in some ways be like a woman's pussy. He wondered what it would feel like to have a tongue down there. The thought of that sent him over the edge and he started shooting his load all over the sheets underneath him a second time today while Kahlyn was cumming in his mouth.
As he cleaned himself off he was already thinking about the next time he visited the Seven Wonders – and that made him hard again.
…to be continued...contact me at SexSorcerer@gmail.com.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
The Coming of Age of Alerick - Chapter 2
Alerick climbed the dingy stairs and traveled through the dimly lit corridor to Kahlyn’s room as he had done every month for the past eight months. Each time he visited the brothel he asked for Kahlyn. His brothers always took a different wench. He chose Kahlyn because he had come to trust that she would not reveal his deep seeded shame to anyone. After eight months with the wench he was still a virgin in the truest sense. In just a few weeks he'd celebrate his sixteenth name-day and he knew that he would still be a virgin and he hated it. All of his brothers had lost their virginity when they turned 15. It was a tradition. Not just in his family, but most families in his village.
His second visit to the brothel had ended with him as flaccid as his first visit. But the second time around he tried something different. As she started fingering herself he had crawled between her legs and started licking her pink wet pussy. She had gladly accepted his tongue. Before long she was moaning as loud as the first time, screaming out his name until her juices flowed into his mouth.
It repulsed him, but she seemed to love it.
And so each time he came to visit her longer he didn't even try sticking his cock inside of her – only his tongue.
After the seventh visit she had whispered into his ear that he made her cum like no man before. She told him that no man had ever made her cum with their cock. He took great pride in that acknowledgement.
“Alerick my virgin. I’ve missed you,” she smiled.
He smiled back.
“I’ve had a lot of patrons today,” she said. And then she smiled and continued, "but none of them have made me cum yet. Do you mind if I go wash up before we get started?”
“Of course not,” he quickly responded.
She winked at him before turning to leave the room through the back entrance. Each room apparently had a front and back entrance. The brothel was like two sides of a coin. The front side was for the patrons, the backside for the wenches.
He sat on the bed and slipped his shoes off. He laid back, putting his arms behind his head wishing he could find a way to fuck her this time.
He let out a long sigh, as his cock grew hard in his pants. He knew it wouldn’t last though because it never did.
Suddenly, there came a rapping at the door. He jumped up. “Come in,” he said.
The door creaked as it opened. An unknown man walked in.
“Where’s Kahlyn,” he asked?
“I, I mean she said she wanted to wash up.”
“I see,” he responded walking the rest of the way and closing the door.
“You must be Alerick.”
“Yes. How did you know? Who are you?”
“I'm Rikkard Ah well, I keep track of my girls and who they are with. Plus
I’ve heard your name mentioned more than once.”
“Really,” he said suspiciously.
“Yes Alerick the virgin,” he said and laughed.
Alerick felt his face grow hot with embarrassment. She hadn’t kept his secret.
“Ah now don’t be ashamed. There’s nothing to be worried about. I promise your secret is safe with me. You see all the girls confide in me. It can get quite lonely working in a brothel.”
“Thank you,” Alerick said.
“Actually Kahlan asked me to come and talk with you. You see I once had the same problem as you.”
“Really,” he said his ears perking up.
“Oh yes, I remember the first wench I tried to fuck,” he said with a laugh. “And try I did, but to no avail. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t come within two blocks of that brothel for years.”
“So what did you do? I mean how did it finally happen?” Alerick asked.
“Well actually I must visited two dozens brothels in that first year. I kept trying and trying. By the time the year was up I could barely go anywhere in the city without coming close to one of them. So needless to say I didn’t leave my house very often." He lauged again.
This time Alerick laughed along with him. For the first time since he had come to the brothel he felt relaxed. He sat back on the bed and smiled.
“So then tell me, what’s the trick?” Alerick asked again.
“Ah yes we’ll get to that. But first I want you to lay back. Okay?”
“Sure,” Alerick said as he laid back on the bed.
“Now close your eyes and start imagining whatever it is you think about when you stroke your dick.”
“Why?”
“Just trust me. I'm going to help you,” Rikkard said gently.
“Well yes, okay, sure,” he said starting to imagine his brother’s stories of their first time. The only stories he knew.
“That’s good Alerick. Now just keep thinking about it until you get real hard.”
Alerick just kept imagining his brothers’ cock’s entering into those wenches.
It didn’t take long before Alerick’s cock was standing straight up in his trousers. His was throbbing, aching to be touched but he dared not do that with Rikkard sitting there.
“I see it's working Alerick. Don’t be afraid, don’t be ashamed.”
Rikkard’s words were actually relaxing him. It was odd. He had never felt less afraid or ashamed in his life.
“Now Alerick I want to slip your trousers off.”
Alerick’s heart skipped a beat. Take his trousers off. His mind raced. He wasn’t afraid just embarrassed. He had never let another man, or for that matter another woman, see his manhood hard. He had tried for Kahlyn, but it never worked.
But he did as he was asked. He untied his trousers and slipped them off without ever opening his eyes. He wanted to stroke his cock so bad – it was aching.
“See that’s not so bad Alerick – but don’t touch it just keep your fantasy alive in your mind.”
Of course he wasn’t going to touch it. It was one thing to take his cock out, but actually whack off. That was a different story, he thought.
A couple of minutes passed and Rikkard didn’t say speak. He wondered if the man was looking away or looking at him. For some strange reason it kind of made his cock even harder to think that Rikkard was actually watching at him.
Suddenly, Alerick felt a hand wrap around his cock. His head shot up and his eyes sprung open. It was Rikkard's hand.
"What are you doing?" Alerick asked, his mind a mix of emotions. But he noticed that he didn't go soft. He was hard as a rock.
"Don't worry Alerick, just lay back and relax," Rikkard whispered and winked.
He did as he was told. He laid back and closed his eyes. Rikkard continued to whisper to him, telling him to keep imagine whatever it is that's making him so hard. And then he started to pump his cock as he had done to himself so many times in the past. He felt wonderful. No one had ever touched his cock before. It didn't take long before he was breathing heavy. Rikkard pumped his cock harder and faster. Alerick started to moan. Yes, yes, yes he thought. The feeling was amazing. And then before he knew it, he was ready to explode. He suddenly sat up trying to push Rikkard's hand away, but the man wouldn't let go.
"I'm…I'm…going to cum," he breathed.
Rikkard only smiled and continued to whack him off.
Seeing Rikkard stroke his dick sent him over the edge and he started squirting all over himself and Rikkard's hand. Rikkard didn't stop thought until he stopped shooting.
Alerick was out of breath. He couldn't believe what just happened. He was ashamed. He felt guilty. He felt dirty.
"Don't worry Alerick, I won't tell anybody what happened. Your secret is safe with me," he said and winked again. "Kahlyn likes you. She won't betray you."
"Thank you," he whispered. But he was still frightened somebody would find out.
"I have to go now, Kahlyn will be in shortly," he said.
Sure enough as soon as he left Kahlyn was back. She plopped down on the bed and spread legs and invited him to lick her pussy, which he did. He licked harder and faster than before to try to erase what just had happened with Rikkard. Minutes later Kahlyn was almost screaming in pleasure as she shouted his name over and over again.
Once he was sure Kahlyn was finished cumming, he stopped pleasuring her.
She lifted her head and said "thanks Alerick." She laughed and then continued, "I should be the one paying you."
An hour later him and his brothers were on the way back home. He still felt dirty but he couldn't get what had happened with Rikkard out of his mind. That night he whacked himself off thinking about him. And he did the same the next night. And the next. And the next. And the next.
Some nights he tried to think of Kahlyn's wet pussy, but every time he did Rikkard kept entering his mind. And once Rikkard was there he couldn't get him out.
For the first time since visiting the Seven Wonders he was actually looking forward to going back.
…to be continued.
The Coming of Age of Alerick - Chapter 1
The below story begins a multi-part adventure involving Alerick the Rugged who was introduced in an earlier Sex Sorcerer story. It starts off when Alerick was a teenager and follows him as he discovers himself. This part contains heterosexual sex so if that offends you please do not read!
Chapter 1 -
Alerick was nervous. Today he became a man. It was a frightening and exhilarating thought.
He had turned fifteen several months before and for the past year his brothers had been promising him that when he came of age they would take him into town and make him a man.
And today they had decided would be the day.
He’d been to town several times before, but today’s journey didn’t seem like it’d ever end.
In the distance the faint outline of Sapirio began to rise up out of the horizon. His stomach dropped, but he didn’t say anything. His brothers would tease him endlessly if they even thought for a second he was nervous.
The cart suddenly lurched forward and he almost lost his stomach.
Each of his brothers had told him stories about when they had become men. In fact, he knew them by heart. Sometimes in bed late at night he would silently replay them in his head and whack off.
Alerick didn't notice anything as the cart entered town. Normally he would be wide-eyed in amazement at pretty much everything. The small village that he had been born and raised in didn't offer much, he thought. In a few years he'd leave his village and come here to Sapirio to live, he promised himself.
The rickety cart lurched one final time before reaching its destination – the Seven Wonders.
His brothers jumped out and he followed suit. The building that stood before him certainly didn’t look like any wonder he had ever seen. Chipped paint, broken wooden planks, and even the sign was hanging by one chain.
He guessed the seven wonders must be inside.
But as soon as he stepped inside the scent was almost too much for his already weak stomach to bear. The smell bit at his nose and he wrinkled it in protest.
The room was so dimly lit it took several moments for his eyes to adjust.
His eldest brother immediately started to converse with an older lady. It was clear that this wasn't his first time meeting her. Soon enough the older woman snapped her fingers and hollered something that he couldn't make out because of his nerves.
Minutes later several woman walked down to the bottom of the stairs. His brothers quickly picked which ones they wanted and the wench that was left he nervously walked up to.
“I’m called Kahlyn,” she said giving him in a little wink.
“I’m Alerick,” he said shyly.
“Good to meet you, now come with me,” the wench said turning back around to walk back up the stairs.
He followed her up the stairs and through the dimly lit corridors until they reached her room. Thankfully, he thought, the smell was less repulsive near the rooms.
She opened the door, grabbed his hand and pulled him into the room closing the door behind them.
“So boy, you’re a virgin are ya.”
His face grew hot with embarrassment but told the truth and said “yes ma’am.”
“Nutin to be shamed about boy. Every man starts his life as a virgin.”
His mouth was too dry to say anything else so he just nodded.
She quickly slipped out of her shimmering gown and his cock grew hard. She started rubbing her nipples and they quickly stiffened into little pebbles as she rolled them between her fingers.
“Come here my little virgin,” she whispered.
He took a few steps toward and tried to keep his eyes focused on her neck. He was too embarrassed to stare at her nipples and too ashamed to stare into her eyes.
“You ready to fuck me,” she asked?
He nodded his head.
She jumped backward onto the bed and spread her legs open.
“Well get to it then, you gotta take off your clothes first though.”
He quickly untied his pants and stepped out of them and then pulled his shirt off.
“Ah you got a nice little cock there virgin,” she said. “Go ahead take a peek.”
He finally allowed himself to swallow and he shifted his eyes toward the big bush staring at him. Underneath the bush there was a bright pink slit.
She smiled, “you like the look of that.” She waited until he nodded and then said. “Well go ahead and take it. It’s all yours.”
He flung himself onto the bed and raced to stick his cock inside of the pink slit. He forced himself to stop quivering so he could plunge himself into the unknown and finally become a man.
As his cock touched the wet slimy pussy – something happened. Something he hadn’t anticipated. He looked down just in time to watch his cock go limp.
No, no, no he thought. It was his worst nightmare come true. He willed his cock to stand up, but it didn't working. He became frantic. He suddenly broke out into a sweat. He clenched his teeth and silently begged his cock to get hard. He closed his eyes and willed it to be so but when he opened them again his cock was still flaccid and swaying between his legs.
“What you waiting for,” she asked?
“I’m sorry,” he whimpered.
She lifted her head and was expressionless. She laughed, “Ahh don’t worry boy it happens to the best of them. Maybe this will help.”
She rolled out from under him and spread her legs wide open. She slid one hand through her thick bush until her fingers were touching the pink slit. She started massaging her pussy in front him. She quickened her pace but nothing happened to his cock. He stared at her pussy as if he hadn’t eaten for weeks and there was a slab meat in front him calling his name. But yet nothing happened. She started moaning never taking her eyes off of his cock.
Soon enough her moans grew louder and louder and she shoved her finger inside of herself. And then she called out his name over and over again telling him to fuck her.
But his cock was dead and refused to stir to life again.
She shuddered and her body suddenly twitched and then she yelled his name one more time before he watched a steady stream of fluid pour out of her pink pussy.
"I won't tell anybody if you don't," she winked.
"Thank you," he responded with relief. He got dressed, and went down the stairs into the lobby where less than an hour earlier he had walked up those same stairs to become a man. Now he was less than a man.
His three brothers looked up from one of the tables as he stepped into the room. They each had smirks slapped across their faces.
His wench, whom he hadn't even noticed, had also come downstairs slapped his ass hard and he jumped almost a foot.
“That was good Alerick, come back and visit me soon,” she said before turning around and walking up the stairs again.
“Took you long enough brother,” one of his brothers said. The other ones laughed.
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Chapter 1 -
Alerick was nervous. Today he became a man. It was a frightening and exhilarating thought.
He had turned fifteen several months before and for the past year his brothers had been promising him that when he came of age they would take him into town and make him a man.
And today they had decided would be the day.
He’d been to town several times before, but today’s journey didn’t seem like it’d ever end.
In the distance the faint outline of Sapirio began to rise up out of the horizon. His stomach dropped, but he didn’t say anything. His brothers would tease him endlessly if they even thought for a second he was nervous.
The cart suddenly lurched forward and he almost lost his stomach.
Each of his brothers had told him stories about when they had become men. In fact, he knew them by heart. Sometimes in bed late at night he would silently replay them in his head and whack off.
Alerick didn't notice anything as the cart entered town. Normally he would be wide-eyed in amazement at pretty much everything. The small village that he had been born and raised in didn't offer much, he thought. In a few years he'd leave his village and come here to Sapirio to live, he promised himself.
The rickety cart lurched one final time before reaching its destination – the Seven Wonders.
His brothers jumped out and he followed suit. The building that stood before him certainly didn’t look like any wonder he had ever seen. Chipped paint, broken wooden planks, and even the sign was hanging by one chain.
He guessed the seven wonders must be inside.
But as soon as he stepped inside the scent was almost too much for his already weak stomach to bear. The smell bit at his nose and he wrinkled it in protest.
The room was so dimly lit it took several moments for his eyes to adjust.
His eldest brother immediately started to converse with an older lady. It was clear that this wasn't his first time meeting her. Soon enough the older woman snapped her fingers and hollered something that he couldn't make out because of his nerves.
Minutes later several woman walked down to the bottom of the stairs. His brothers quickly picked which ones they wanted and the wench that was left he nervously walked up to.
“I’m called Kahlyn,” she said giving him in a little wink.
“I’m Alerick,” he said shyly.
“Good to meet you, now come with me,” the wench said turning back around to walk back up the stairs.
He followed her up the stairs and through the dimly lit corridors until they reached her room. Thankfully, he thought, the smell was less repulsive near the rooms.
She opened the door, grabbed his hand and pulled him into the room closing the door behind them.
“So boy, you’re a virgin are ya.”
His face grew hot with embarrassment but told the truth and said “yes ma’am.”
“Nutin to be shamed about boy. Every man starts his life as a virgin.”
His mouth was too dry to say anything else so he just nodded.
She quickly slipped out of her shimmering gown and his cock grew hard. She started rubbing her nipples and they quickly stiffened into little pebbles as she rolled them between her fingers.
“Come here my little virgin,” she whispered.
He took a few steps toward and tried to keep his eyes focused on her neck. He was too embarrassed to stare at her nipples and too ashamed to stare into her eyes.
“You ready to fuck me,” she asked?
He nodded his head.
She jumped backward onto the bed and spread her legs open.
“Well get to it then, you gotta take off your clothes first though.”
He quickly untied his pants and stepped out of them and then pulled his shirt off.
“Ah you got a nice little cock there virgin,” she said. “Go ahead take a peek.”
He finally allowed himself to swallow and he shifted his eyes toward the big bush staring at him. Underneath the bush there was a bright pink slit.
She smiled, “you like the look of that.” She waited until he nodded and then said. “Well go ahead and take it. It’s all yours.”
He flung himself onto the bed and raced to stick his cock inside of the pink slit. He forced himself to stop quivering so he could plunge himself into the unknown and finally become a man.
As his cock touched the wet slimy pussy – something happened. Something he hadn’t anticipated. He looked down just in time to watch his cock go limp.
No, no, no he thought. It was his worst nightmare come true. He willed his cock to stand up, but it didn't working. He became frantic. He suddenly broke out into a sweat. He clenched his teeth and silently begged his cock to get hard. He closed his eyes and willed it to be so but when he opened them again his cock was still flaccid and swaying between his legs.
“What you waiting for,” she asked?
“I’m sorry,” he whimpered.
She lifted her head and was expressionless. She laughed, “Ahh don’t worry boy it happens to the best of them. Maybe this will help.”
She rolled out from under him and spread her legs wide open. She slid one hand through her thick bush until her fingers were touching the pink slit. She started massaging her pussy in front him. She quickened her pace but nothing happened to his cock. He stared at her pussy as if he hadn’t eaten for weeks and there was a slab meat in front him calling his name. But yet nothing happened. She started moaning never taking her eyes off of his cock.
Soon enough her moans grew louder and louder and she shoved her finger inside of herself. And then she called out his name over and over again telling him to fuck her.
But his cock was dead and refused to stir to life again.
She shuddered and her body suddenly twitched and then she yelled his name one more time before he watched a steady stream of fluid pour out of her pink pussy.
"I won't tell anybody if you don't," she winked.
"Thank you," he responded with relief. He got dressed, and went down the stairs into the lobby where less than an hour earlier he had walked up those same stairs to become a man. Now he was less than a man.
His three brothers looked up from one of the tables as he stepped into the room. They each had smirks slapped across their faces.
His wench, whom he hadn't even noticed, had also come downstairs slapped his ass hard and he jumped almost a foot.
“That was good Alerick, come back and visit me soon,” she said before turning around and walking up the stairs again.
“Took you long enough brother,” one of his brothers said. The other ones laughed.
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